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Originally posted by Berzerker
The end of the first one where Hurley and Austin have just woke up in the suite after defeating evil and they're naked but every movement to expose relevant body parts are covered by various items in the room. Hurley bites on something like a banana covering Austin's penis and he cringes, the grapefruits in front of Hurley's breasts, etc...
The end of the first one where Hurley and Austin have just woke up in the suite after defeating evil and they're naked but every movement to expose relevant body parts are covered by various items in the room. Hurley bites on something like a banana covering Austin's penis and he cringes, the grapefruits in front of Hurley's breasts, etc...
(Note, this is a script and not a transcript of the film. Some of the dialogue is different than what appeared in the film)
INT. THERAPIST'S OFFICE - NEXT DAY
We're in the middle of a group therapy session, containing six or seven FATHERS with their teenage SONS. It is emotionally charged. A lot of pained expressions and coffee in Styrofoam cups.
SON 1
(crying)
I love you, Dad.
DAD 1
I love you, Son.
They hug. Everyone APPLAUDS. We see Dr. Evil and Scott.
THERAPIST
That was great, Mr. Keon, Dave.
Thank you. OK, group, we have two
new member. Say hello to Scott and
his father, Mr....Ehville?
DR. EVIL
Evil, actually, Doctor Evil.
GROUP
Hello, Dr. Evil. Hello, Scott.
SCOTT EVIL
(into it)
Hello, everybody.
THERAPIST
So, Scott, why don't we start with
you. Why are you here?
SCOTT EVIL
Well, it's kind of weird.
THERAPIST
We don't judge here.
SCOTT EVIL
OK. Well, I just really met my Dad
for the first time three days ago.
He was partially frozen for thirty
years. I never knew him growing up.
He comes back and now he wants me to
take over the family business.
THERAPIST
And how do you feel about that?
SCOTT EVIL
I don't wanna take over the family
business.
DR. EVIL
But Scott, who's going to take over
the world when I die?
SCOTT EVIL
Not me.
THERAPIST
What do you want to do, Scott?
SCOTT EVIL
I don't know. I was thinking, maybe
I'd be a vet or something, cause I
like animals and stuff.
DR. EVIL
An evil vet?
SCOTT EVIL
No. Maybe, like, work in a petting
zoo or something.
DR. EVIL
An evil petting zoo?
SCOTT EVIL
(shouting)
You always do that!
(calm)
Anyways, this is really hard, because,
you know, my Dad is really evil.
THERAPIST
We don't label people here, Scott.
SCOTT EVIL
No, he's really evil.
THERAPIST
Scott.
DR. EVIL
No, the boy's right. I really am
evil.
THERAPIST
Don't be so hard on yourself. You're
here, that's what's important. A
journey of a thousand miles begins
with one step.
SCOTT EVIL
I just think, like, he hates me. I
really think he wants to kill me.
THERAPIST
OK, Scott, no one really wants to
"kill" anyone here. They say it,
but they don't mean it.
The group LAUGHS.
DR. EVIL
Actually, the boy's quite astute. I
am trying to kill him. My Evil
Associates have cautioned against
it, so here he is, unfortunately,
alive.
THERAPIST
We've heard from Scott, now let's
hear from you.
DR. EVIL
The details of my life are quite
inconsequential.
THERAPIST
That's not true, Doctor. Please,
tell us about your childhood.
GROUP
Yes, of course. Go ahead, etc.
DR. EVIL
Very well, where should I begin? My
father was a relentlessly self-
improving boulangerie owner from
Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy
and a penchant for buggery. My mother
was a fifteen-year-old French
prostitute named Chloe with webbed
feet. My father would womanize, he
would drink, he would make outrageous
claims, like he invented the question
mark. Sometimes he would accuse
chestnuts of being lazy. A sort of
general malaise that only the genius
possess and the insane lament. My
childhood was typical.
Summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring we'd make meat helmets. If I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds. Pretty standard, really. At the age of twelve I received my first scribe. At the age of fifteen, a Zoroastrian named Vilma ritualistically
shaved my testicles. There really is nothing like a shorn
scrotum. At the age of eighteen, I went off to evil medical
school. From there...
ANGLE ON THE THERAPIST AND THE GROUP. They are stunned.
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