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Space Ghost: Moltar, I have a giant brain, that is able to reduce any complex machine into a simple yes or no answer.
Moltar: Okay, but that's not the CD burner...
Space Ghost: (interrupting) Moltar... Yes.
Moltar: (pause) Alright. (walks away)
Space Ghost: Sure, sure... wanna, wanna see how this works? (he presses a button, the projector machine fires a brief ray, then falls over, explodes and catches fire.)
Space Ghost: Twenty. Yes.
(On the set, Moltar walks up to Space Ghost's desk, talking in a lively DJ voice, with funky background music)
Moltar: Oh, yeah! Welcome to the Moltar Show!
Thom Yorke: Thank you very much, Moltar.
Moltar: Thank you very much, Thom Yorke, for sitting next to the man! Of the century! Oh yeah!
Thom Yorke: You're very self-assured, you're very much a 90's man.
Space Ghost: (off screen) Come on! (off screen explosion; music stops; )
(Cut to control room. Projector is still burning, flames are engulfing Space Ghost)
Space Ghost: No! No!
(Cut back to set)
Space Ghost: (off camera) No!
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