They stripped him of his dignity...
Dr. Thomas Parker is drunk.
"No 'm not!" he shouts to no one in particular. He stumbles over a rock, cursing as he nearly falls.
Oh yes. He's drunk.
"'M not," he protests, fumbling with the gun in his hands. "See, see, 'm fine..."
BOOM.
"Straightest shot I ever saw," he mutters, squinting into the dark. From his pocket, a flask appears. The lid quickly comes off, and he's stumbling down the road, gun in hand and flash in the other, his head tilted back as the whiskey burns his throat.
And then suddenly, the world spins, there's a flash of brilliant, blinding light, and Parker is hit with a wave of nausea.
"...the hell?" he mumbles, then realizes what he's said. "Uh, I mean... sweet wound'd Jesus."
Oh Parker. We're not in Kansas anymore.
"Weren't in Kansas in th' firs' place."
He's standing in some sort of park, the grass beneath his shoes well-trimmed. "Hel-lo!" he calls, swaying on the balls of his feet. It echoes in his head. Lo, lo, lo, lo... He giggles.
The narration repeats: Dr. Thomas parker is drunk.
"'M not," he insists.
He is.
"No 'm not!" he shouts to no one in particular. He stumbles over a rock, cursing as he nearly falls.
Oh yes. He's drunk.
"'M not," he protests, fumbling with the gun in his hands. "See, see, 'm fine..."
BOOM.
"Straightest shot I ever saw," he mutters, squinting into the dark. From his pocket, a flask appears. The lid quickly comes off, and he's stumbling down the road, gun in hand and flash in the other, his head tilted back as the whiskey burns his throat.
And then suddenly, the world spins, there's a flash of brilliant, blinding light, and Parker is hit with a wave of nausea.
"...the hell?" he mumbles, then realizes what he's said. "Uh, I mean... sweet wound'd Jesus."
Oh Parker. We're not in Kansas anymore.
"Weren't in Kansas in th' firs' place."
He's standing in some sort of park, the grass beneath his shoes well-trimmed. "Hel-lo!" he calls, swaying on the balls of his feet. It echoes in his head. Lo, lo, lo, lo... He giggles.
The narration repeats: Dr. Thomas parker is drunk.
"'M not," he insists.
He is.