FADE IN: EXT. CLAMPETT MANSION, DAY
JETHRO IS OUT BACK ARGUING WITH GRANNY ABOUT THE BEST SPYING FOOD.
JETHRO
Ah, Granny, your possum kinda hampers my moves with the women a spy has to deal with.
The other day I had to leave the lady I was spying on and find a john, like, right now!
GRANNY
Why you over-grown hillbilly spy, I never heard tell of possum messing anybody up! I guess
the crawdad meals I cook get your gizzard all riled up too?
JETHRO
The crawdad is way better. I never have the same trouble. No, unh uh.
GRANNY SITS DOWN TO PONDER THE PROBLEM.
GRANNY
I put the same spices on possums and crawdads. So, the spices cannot be causing
the problem. Perhaps it was the environment in which the critter lived.
(beat)
Jethro, where did you say you shot that possum you most recently ate?
JETHRO
Didn't shoot it. Found it.
GRANNY
JETHRO
(grinning, feeling caught)
Yeah. Was laying in the road. I just shot it afterward so's you'd think I hunted it.
GRANNY
Well, no wonder you got sick! There's no telling how long that creature had been dead!
JETHRO
No, I know how long it had been dead, cause I was the one who ran over it. That
was last week sometime.
GRANNY
Last week?! Why, I oughtta skin you boy! We all could have died eating that
bad possum.
JETHRO
GRANNY
(beat)
(out of character)
I'm not sure where this is going, Max. Are you?
MAX
DIRECTOR
Irene, can we stick to the script? Maybe we'd all see where this is going.
IRENE
I can read ahead. Even doing so, I can't see any laughs in the material.
Max?
MAX
(scanning the script immediately ahead)
DIRECTOR
MAX
DIRECTOR
IRENE
DIRECTOR
IRENE
DIRECTOR
Let's just take 5 and gather ourselves, shall we?
THE DIRECTOR WALKS AWAY SHAKING HIS HEAD.
MAX
Hey, Irene: How many hillbillies does it take to eat a possum? Two. One to eat
the possum and the other to watch out for traffic.
IRENE
Now, that should have been in the script!
MAX
IRENE
IRENE SCANS PAST PAGE 16 IN THE SCRIPT.
IRENE
And here's another. I guess this is a joke: Why did the possum cross
the road? To prove he wasn't chicken!
(beat)
I don't get it.
And I was in Vaudeville!
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