Illuminati Loony Tunes

Hot dogs at the drive-in Bijou? They do not appear to be too appetizing. Relish & ketchup? So declasse!

Is there something wrong with the camera? Yuk! Girls, girls, girls--they want to know everything, so let's work it!
Q: "What good movies did Hughes see, in his well-spent youth, at the NORTH Drive-In?"
A: "Klute. How 'bout that Jane! And, Hospital. Diana Rigg! Oh baby!

So unfair I have to get to postal code IA & NH to kick all governor butts and end up president. Movies? Are you kidding? May I write a new ending to #8? Let us "check-out" the old one, as Bruckheimer, Vogel, & Silver are not consulted. No, it is not a law firm, but the aforementioned sure need legal counsel--not me.

INSERT: The MINI-MONITOR CAMERA viewfinder prospective.

Savannah trots backwards.

SAVANNAH

Whaddya think? He's down? He's dead? He got blown-up?

STANLEY (O.S.)

No, he's not dead. Those guys with guns wouldn't be here.

DOCK AGENT (O.S.)

Hold it, honey!

Savannah holds up a large-format I.D.



SAVANNAH

Don't give me that shit, you stupid stiff! What's going on here?

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INT. TAXI - CONTINUOUS

The Cab Driver holds up a fifty dollar bill, pulls at opposite ends to make a POP, and puts it in the pocket of her shirt. The driver is Winona.

The gear shift drops into "Drive," and the taxi accelerator pedal is floored. The vehicle fishtails up the street as a pack of EMS VEHICLES go by toward the loading dock.

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INT. WEST WING - CONTINUOUS

Bob is hollering at lingering staff.

BOB

Get outta here! Git! Git! Do something! Anything! I'm not your mother!

He turns to several television screens showing Seth's hotel live. He throws up his arms.

BOB

Aw, Jesus fucking Christ! I just about called this one!

He picks up a phone.

BOB

(to phone)

Get me you know who.

(beat)

He's what?

Christ Jesus!

Bob SLAMS down the phone and goes out the door.

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EXT. ABOVE I-5 - CONTINUOUS

The taxi is seen in the left lane.

SOUND: The SUCKING and HONKING of a V-8 engine.

The car is rapidly passing the traffic flow.

GPS COMPUTER VOICE

(filtered)

I Five, Golden State Freeway north, exit one four seven B, Lincloln Street, turn left onto...

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INT. TAXI - CONTINUOUS

Winona turns off the device with a CLICK. DISPATCH STATIC leads to another CLICK.

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EXT. CONVENTION HOTEL - CONTINUOUS

Pandemonium is now at its maximum, with more police vehicles, two ambulances, and a few of Savannah's competitors. Police are SHOUTING at the growing mob.

I have eight fine screenplays for sale. Two and a half pounds of Starbucks Coffee? More weight to trigger a heart attack, eh girls? No, here's the real deal. I file a lawsuit for half the stores. I win. You overbuilt because you know me, and you know it's coming. The concept? 
--TWO BIG STEEL URNS (Regular & Decaf)
--OLD STYLE COFFEE MUGS.
--A BIG SIGN THAT SAYS, "TAKE A MUG, AND SHUT UP"
--FREE SPI-FI, er, I meant Wi-Fi.
--GOT A BUCK? GET ON THE HUGHES SATELLITE AND SURF. (Faster/no spying allowed. Without a <gasp> court order.