Scene 6.15 - The Pervo Scene
EST: SAME ROOM, SAME SMELL, MINUTES LATER
(The Narc-On-Em captain eyes PITTER while sniffing the air about him, as if a familiar-yet-elusively-lingering stench has pervaded the room. Did PITTER cut one?)
FUBAR
(Crunches face:) What are your orders, Pitter?
(Starts to inhale with his nose grandly, checks it -- did FUBAR let one loose? Something died in here... He looks to JEZEBEL.)
PITTER
Take them deep into the spice forest, as the traitor suggests, and the glow-worms will burn the whole stinkin' mess. Their bodies must never be found, and be sure to keep her bound.
CUTAWAY: BATTLE OUTSIDE
BACK TO SCENE
PITTER
(Whispering to JEZEBEL, rubbing her face with his hand, delicately:) I'd thought of many pleasures with you... like... like... rock-and-roll hootchie-coo. It is perhaps better that you die in the innards of a worm, your skin so soft, your lips so firm. (Crunks and does the robot dance:) Desire clouds my reason, it's the time of the season, the reason for the season, sneezin' and wheezin' and pleasin' and cheesin' and freezin' and ...that is not good... that is bad. (Starts moon-walking.) That is bad, it's bad, you know it. It's bad, it's bad, come-on... (Michael Jackson-esque clap and spin:) Woo-hoo!
CUTAWAY: JEZEBEL rolls her eyes.
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