“Men Are Wise In Proportion, Not To Their Experience…”

“…But To Their Capacity For Experience.”

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“A (Closing) Scene Of Horror” by BRADLEY ALAN (c) 2003 & 2013

A (Closing) Scene Of Horror

by BRADLEY ALAN

(c) 2003 & 2013

Philip and Albert (Phil and Al)…

…are trapped together in a building of some sort. Perhaps a Barn or an Older Storage Room/Locker.

Something like that.

Philip is mainly uninjured, but appears to be pinned into a corner…

…Somehow.

…OR…

…Maybe he just doesn’t want to come out of it. Hmm. Nobody truly knows but he, himself.

Albert has a large object crushing his right-leg just above the knee.

Farm Equipment?

Industrial-Sized AirConditioner?

Something large, heavy, and appropriate to the setting that also could have fallen from above and landed on this dude.

They Talk Together.

Simply.

Quietly.

Philip is doing his best to keep Albert as calm as possible.

Albert thinks he’s going to die, and Philip is pretty damn sure Albert is going to die.

There’s no way for Philip to move whatever it is that’s crushing Albert’s leg.

Period.

So, As I said, Philip is trying to keep Albert calm.

They’ve been trapped wherever they are for a couple hours, now.

They’re tired.

Exhausted, really.

They’ve lasted the longest.

They’re the ones still standing at the end (except for Albert whom will do no more standing).

They’re waiting.

Waiting to die.

But, they’re still fighting the good fight.

They’re still alive.

They’ve come this far.

They Talk Together.

Simply.

Quietly.

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PHIL:  “Wish I Knew The Time.”

AL:  “You… You Keep Saying That.”

PHIL:  “Because I Still Want To Know, Dude.”

AL:  “Oh. Ri… Right.”

PHIL:  “Hey, Question?”

AL:  “Oh… Okay. What?”

PHIL:  “Do You Ever Watch Movies That Have The Larger Than Life Characters…”

AL:  “Yeah… Sure.”

PHIL:  “I Wasn’t Done.”

AL:  “Fuckin’ Sorry, Alright… …Continue…?”

PHIL:  “So You Watch The Movies, And You See This Guy.”

AL:  “Yeah?”

PHIL:  “Goddammit, Let Me Finish, Please?!”

AL:  “Fuckin’ Sorry!”

PHIL:  “So You See Him, And You Wonder What It Felt Like To Be Him, Ya Know?!”

AL:  “What Kind Of Guy Are We Talking About?! Batman’ish, Or Something?!”

PHIL:  “No, No. Like, The Godfather, Or Rocky, Or Like, Spartacus, Or General Patton?”

AL:  “Patton, Eh?”

PHIL:  “Sure. He Was Pretty Awesome. If We Were Going To Live Through This, I’d Watch It With You. Or, You Could Watch It With Me. My Treat.”

AL:  “Why The Fuck Not. That’s Cool, Dude. I’m Grateful.”

PHIL:  “Sooo… Would You Want To Be General Patton, Or Fuckin’ Not?!”

AL:  “Why The Fuck Not.”

PHIL:  “Whatever Floats Your Boat, Right?”

AL:  “Do You Think I’d Be A Good General?”

PHIL:  “What?! Now!?!”

AL:  “Sure?”

PHIL:  “Do They Allow One-Legged Generals?”

AL:  “I Could Get A Peg, Couldn’t I?!”

PHIL:  “You Were In The Navy, Not Me, Dude.”

AL:  “Those Are Admirals, Man. Not… Not Generals. I Know Admirals Can Get Pegs.”

PHIL:  “What?!”

AL:  “Wish I Could Shift. My Ass Has Been Asleep For… For… Sheesh.”

PHIL:  “Wish I Knew The Time.”

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After PHIL Utters The Phrase The Final Time, I Envisioned A Pulling Back Shot Of The Two Of Them As The Screen Fades To WHITE.

Just As It’s Ending, We Hear A Loud Crashing Noise.

We Then Hear Both Men Scream A Bit.

Then We Hear Some Struggling And Moaning.

And Finally, We Hear The Screaming Replaced By Gurgling Noises.

And Then It Ends.

We Do Not See Their Demise, But We’re Sure They Met It.

At Least, We THINK We’re Sure. ;)

I Think That Will Do Just Fine. :D

Just Remember…

…This Is A “B-Movie” We’re Talking About.

A Sort-Of Parody Of The Horror Genera.

Something Worthy Of The SYFY Channel.

Ya Feel Me?!

Do Y’all Get My Jive?!

GREAT!!

I Just KNEW You WOULD!!!

So... Are YOU Jivin Me -questionmark-

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“It Is A Black-Art, And I, HARU, Am The Blackest Of The Black. Or, Rather, The Great White Black-Art…Blackest…Master.” –HARU (Chris Farley in “BEVERLY HILLS NINJA” (1997))

The Nephew Wanted To Stay Up Late, So I Decided We Should Watch A Movie.

Since It Was My Idea, It Also Became My Responsibility To Select The Flick We’d Be Kickin’-Back With.

I Wanted Something That Would Make Him Laugh.

I Also Wanted Something That Was Appropriate For Staying-Up-Late And Actually Staying Awake.

My Decision Was More Like Instinct Than A Thought-Out-Reaction.

I Immediately Said

Holy Shit, I Know Where That Old Copy Of Beverly Hills Ninja Is!!! SWISH!!!”

And It Was Done.

Here It Is.

Beverly Hills Ninja (1997)

(((HAHAHA!!!)))

I Know, Right.

PERFECT!!!

Uncle Brad Shoots

Uncle Brad Hits Paydirt!!!

Huh!!?!

Well

Whatever You Wanna Call It.

It Went Over Great.

And Now, He’s In Bed Sleeping Away.

And I’m Awake.

Writing This.

For You.

Because I Care, And So Should You.

;)

(((teehehehe)))

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Sleep Sweet, My Peeps.

I’m Going To Be Trying To Very Soon, I Promise.

:)

Only When I Cease To Breathe Will I Be Dead, Tanley!” –HARU

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