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The XX Flies

“THE XX FLIES” (Radio)

DR ADAMS:
Doctor, I think I’ve done it! I’ve turned a female fly into a male fly!

DR BEECH:
Why have you done that?! You’re supposed to be working on a cure for cancer!

DR ADAMS:
I was bored. I don’t know, I just thought it would be cool.

JANE (THE FLY):
They’re arguing again.

EMMA (THE FLY):
I feel a bit peculiar.

JANE:
What have they done to you this time? They stitched an ear onto my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather last Wednesday. You know, like they did with that mouse. It’s not natural. He kept flying in circles – and listening to all that buzzing through his enormous ear drove him insane.

F/X: “POP”. SCRATCHING.

EMMA:
(NOW A MANLY VOICE) Eurgh, that’s better.

JANE:
Are you scratching your balls? Oh my God, why do you even have balls?! What have they done to you?! You’re disgusting!

EMMA:
I am not. (BURPS)

JANE:
What was that?!

EMMA:
Acid reflux. Urgh, I can taste the dog turd I ate for lunch. I feel… different. Less sensitive, and more… horny! Hello there!

JANE:
Oh my God.

EMMA:
Little lady-fly! Maybe you’d like some bluebottle lovin’!

JANE:
You’re a freak of nature! Get off me! Oh God… I think it’s happening to me…

F/X: “POP”

EMMA:
I feel sick.

JANE:
(MAN’S VOICE) So do I.

FLY 2
Let’s talk about football or F1 racing or something.

JANE:
Yeah, yeah, or how great women flies are.

EMMA:
Yeah. (PAUSE) I can feel that.

JANE:
Sorry.

ENDS

It's a good idea, and it works well. Maybe a bit long for Tilt.

Think it's my favourite. Fairly unlikely Tilt will bite, but maybe NR will take the stage version, replete with ball-dropping visuals.

Boy, I'm a class act. Captain Cerebral, that's what they call me.

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