I understand that there are some religious members on the BCG and I do not wish to offend them for the sake of it. So if you are of a Godly disposition then I would refrain from reading this. It's not horrendously offensive, but I think it's only right I give you a heads up.
Right. Been thinking about this one for a while and finally got to this stage, as per my last few posts, I would find it very helpful to see what others think before I get in too deep. I'm not sure if I've got the tone right, Is it too blatant in its agenda? Is it even amusing? Please let me know your thoughts.
Much thanks as always. Scratchyr.
INT. A BIBLICAL ERA ROOM. NOAH'S WIFE IS DOING SOME WEAVING. NOAH ENTERS THE ROOM
WIFE:
How did your meeting with God go?
NOAH:
Ok I suppose, he's made me Project Manager.
WIFE:
Of the Ark? Oh that's brilliant. I'm very pleased for you.
NOAH:
Yeah I know, and I'm pleased that he believes in me and all that but I'm not sure It's possible.
WIFE:
Why not?
NOAH:
For starters I need to chop down and prepare over two hundred tree trunks.
WIFE:
It'll be alright. We''l get the villagers to help you out.
NOAH:
Can't. Only I'm allowed to do it. That's what he said and even if I can build it, I still have to get two of every living thing and put them onboard
WIFE:
That won't take long.
NOAH:
There's ten million species, give or take eighty million. It's going to take me over three months just to get the insects, and that's as long as they all live nearby and not scattered all over the globe.
WIFE:
Scattered all over the what?
NOAH:
Sorry, disc. And the instructions are a bit fuzzy, I mean he says two of every kind, but a lot of them
eat some of the other ones so do I take extra for snacks? Just the lions on their own need eight cows.
WIFE:
Just make it really big.
NOAH:
Oh it's big alright. One hundred and thirty five metres long, twenty two metres wide, and and thirteen metres high. But to be honest, even at that size it's going to be a bit of a squeeze. Not to mention all the...all the...err...waste.
WIFE:
Calm down. Just tackle one problem at a time.
NOAH:
But there's so many. They all have different diets, they all need different environments, the Ark will be so big that using current ship building techniques it'll collapse as soon as it's finished.
WIFE:
Well at least you've made a boat before.
NOAH LOOKS SHEEPISH
WIFE: (CONT)
You have made a boat before right? Noah?
NOAH: (IGNORING HER)
Think I'll just be getting started then.
HE LEAVES THE ROOM.
CUT TO
EXT. WOODLAND. NOAH CHOPPING AT A TREE WITH A SMALL AXE. IT BEGINS TO RAIN. NOAH DESPERATELY BEGINS TO CHOP QUICKLY.
END.