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| (January 26, 1925 – September 26, 2008) |
FADE IN:
EXT. CLOUD. HEAVEN - DAY
GOD and a male ANGEL are relaxing and sharing a bowl of popcorn; enjoying film images on a row of small clouds before them.
GOD
This is my favorite part.
INSERT IMAGE: Butch Cassidy and the Sundance Kid are on their horses jumping off the cliff into a river.
ANGEL
My favorite too.
(reads the cloud guide)
Looks like there's a marathon today.
GOD
What's next?
ANGEL
The Sting.
Engrossed, CRUNCHING popcorn and gun SHOTS break the silence.
ANGEL
They had a full-proof code which helped them get away with the heist.
GOD
Ah.
A sublime sunset engulfs them; they, too absorbed to notice it and the time.
ANGEL
You've seen it all, haven't you?
GOD
Not Hombre.
The Angel smiles.
GOD
The hypocricies and prejudices!
ANGEL
A fair protrait.
As they begin to reveal themselves, the Angel savors the stars' brilliance, then returns to the guide.
ANGEL
There's a few more in the marathon?
Do you have the time?
GOD
I sure could use the day off.
(beams)
Elizabeth Taylor.
ANGEL
A Cat on the Hot Tin Roof.
(turns to God)
Are you sure you should be watching these?
GOD
Are you suggesting I watch PG-13?
ANGEL
(embarrassed)
No, of course not.
(returns to images)
The Verdict!
GOD
I haven't seen it.
ANGEL
It's about a heavy drinking, down-on-his luck lawyer who makes a come back.
GOD
Good for him.
(glancing at the next cloud)
Hud?
ANGEL
The man with the barbed wire soul.
GOD
Hmmm.
(rises)
I see we're out of popcorn. I'll make dinner.
The Angel watches the serene figure admiringly as He carefully prepares their meal. Upon His return,
ANGEL
God, thanks for having given me a such a blessed life.
GOD
I'd say it was the other way around, Paul.
(sits)
What's next?
PAUL
Absence of Malice.
FADE TO BLACK
Originally published 10/03/08
**written by petra michelle**
http://petramichelle.blogspot.com
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