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 Category:  General Script
  Posted: June 29, 2020      Views: 31

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BILL SCHOTT 

Retired Marine; retired high school teacher; married 34 years; father of three; five grandchildren; one rescue granddog.

He is a top ranked author at the #11 position.

He is an accomplished novelist and is currently at the #30 spot on the rankings.

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one scene script with Pons and Ned
"Scene at a Time Portal 3" by Bill Schott



Pons and Ned enter from the left onto a scene with big rocks laying around. There is a smoking volcano in the distance and a few tropical-looking trees on either side of the scene.

Ned: Look here, Pons. We're fer sure in a pre-hysterical sitch-ation.

Pons: I guess so, Ned. I don't see any dinosaurs around.

Ned: Kinda thunk they'd have a pettin' zoo or some such.

Pons: Man and dinosaurs were in different times, Ned.

Ned: Think they're three hours ahind us like folks in Calerfernya?

Pons: I'm talking eons, Ned.

Ned: I was hopin' we'd be talkin' Inkelish.  (
Suddenly looking up) Hey! Looky there, Pons! It's one a them perrytackles!

Pons:
  Pterodactyl is pronounced with T, Ned. The P is silent.

 
A gallon of what appears to be whitewash drops from above and lands on Pons. He is drenched with goo.

Ned: Their pee might be silent, but that there bird turd made a big ol' splash, dude. 

Pons: I'm glad this is a dream, Ned.

Ned: Sorry I got ya, uh,  ooped on,  in my dream, Pons. Notice how I made that there P silent?

Pons: Very clever, Ned.

(
Then, a small, dark, golf ball-sized turd hits Pons on the head)

Ned: Looks like that little possom, er whatever that there terrytackle was carryin' must a dropped a duece his own self.

Pons: I don't think there were mammals in the Jurassic period, Ned.

Ned: Ain't no wonder. Them big birds likely et em all up.

Pons: Maybe we can find another time to visit. One with a shower and a change of clothes. It might be nice if you just woke up. I'm a bit concerned that I'm the one getting dumped on in YOUR dream.

Ned: I'll git us ta anutter time straight away, Pons. Sorry ya got ooped on in ma dream. Bes' I could figure is that if a bucket a terrytackle turd was comin' down, it wouldn't be no dream a mine ta git splatted wit it. Guess that jis leaves you. 

Pons: How about going to the future, Ned?


The two wander off the scene to the right as Ned presses the device on his wrist.


To be continued...

 

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