EXT. FIELD.
A MAN IS ABOUT TO BE EXECUTED BY FIRING SQUAD.
CAPTAIN:
Your death is imminent, you will be granted a last request, what is it to be?
VICTIM:
Look I'm a heinous war criminal and I deserve my fate no questions asked but you couldn't give us a hug.
CAPTAIN:
A hug? It is an unusual request indeed but I shall embrace you. Untie him.
VICTIM IS UNTIED BY GUNMEN AND APPROACHES THE CAPTAIN. THEY EMBRACE.
CAPTAIN:
There, there, it'll all be over in a jiffy. Naughty war criminal, very naughty war criminal.
VICTIM STARTS TO TICKLE THE CAPTAIN.
CAPTAIN:
He, he, that tickles, ho,ho, now that's enough, you're not going to worm your way out of this sunshine, he, he, stop this tomfoolery.
VICTIM STOPS TICKLING CAPTAIN.
CAPTAIN:
Ok, one Mississippi, two mississipi. Right lets roll.
VICTIM STARTS TICKLING CAPTAIN AGAIN.
CAPTAIN:
Ho, ho, he, he… stop, ho, ho, ha, ha.. someone shoot this chancer. Ready, aim..
VICTIM: (hurriedly)
Flapjack!
CAPTAIN:
Ha, ha, flapjack!, ho, ho, ha, ha… ready, aim, flapjack. Oh Jesus H Christ, ha, ha, ho, ho.
VICTIM IS NOW ON TOP OF CAPTAIN WHO IS ROLLING ON THE GROUND IN HYSTERICS.
THE CAPTAIN DIES FROM LAUGHING AND TICKLING.
VICTIM:
Oops, he appears to be dead. Oh well, I'll be off then.
VOICE:
No, you have to be killed.
VICTIM:
But you can't, he didn't say fire… shi
FX GUNSHOTS. VICTIM FALLS TO THE GROUND.