What the f**k was I thinking? This is probably 'clown across a minefield'...
Dan
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The Island of Dr Murichael
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MILES:
Michael Jackson spent a fortune trying to convince doctors to implant vocal chords into his chimp Bubbles. If that worked, I'd liked to have heard his first words. Probably something along the lines of 'My mates Keith, Mick and Jonno all laugh at the stupid name you gave me'.
F/X: THUNDER/LIGHTNING
JACKO:
(MALEVOLENT, YET SQUEAKY) Mwahaha! Finally! I have given Bubbles the vocal chords he so desired! Arise!
F/X: LIGHTNING STRIKES
BUBBLES:
(NORTHERN) Eyup -- what's 'The Nutcase' going on about now? Oh! Bollards!
JACKO:
Bubbles!? Is that what you think of me?!
BUBBLES:
What 'ave you done!?! My God!! They're right -- you're tot'lly... Wacko!
JACKO:
Bubbles! Don't call me that! Not you as well. I gave you the power of speech as you're my only friend in the whole world!
BUBBLES:
What?! Really!? You're proper bonkers, mate. I'm a flippin' monkey!
JACKO:
(BLUBS) No! Even my dearest friend believes I'm crazy! What am I to do?! (WAILS)
BUBBLES:
Now, now, fella. No need for any of those women's tears. (PAUSE) I tell you what - why not reanimate that corpse over there in the corner. You know? The one of Macaulay Culkin's career?
JACKO:
(NORMAL) I'm crazy, Bubbles. Not a mentalist.
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