House. x-men. musicals. bit of Heroes? oh and LOTS OF CRACK.
This is the scenario my sister and I developed while listening to certain soundtracks -- repeatedly -- on a long drive. Click on links for audio.
LOGAN: There’s a bright golden haze on the mead-uh!
SCOTT: Huh?
LOGAN: There’s a bright golden haze on the mead-uuuuuh.
SCOTT: Okay, I’m taking you to the doctor.
*
HOUSE: Have you seen this guy? Classic case of hair-gel induced stupidity. Seeps into the brain.
SCOTT: Thanks, doc. For years I’ve been telling him to lay off the gel.
CHASE: Quite right. Hairspray’s what it’s all about. *fluffs hair*
SCOTT: Exactly! *grins charmingly* The only thing better than hairspray, that’s me.
HOUSE: Okay, perhaps it’s a widespread case of hair-product induced gayness.
WILSON: *croons softly through balcony* All the while, I musta known, you were just promisin’...
HOUSE: My emo neighbor proves my point.
CHASE: That’s not true! I use product, and Cam and I have been at it all night long on my new sheets of Egyptian cotton.
*pause*
LOGAN: So I think my ears just broke.
SCOTT: Um. Please tell me you don’t do that for a living.
CHASE: I’m a doctor. Actually, House, we’ve been meaning to talk to you about that...
FOREMAN, CAMERON AND CHASE: *deep breath* We want our jobs back.
HOUSE: Oh, I’ve waited for this for a long time. *House snaps fingers. The lights dim, backup arrives, someone hands him his guitar* You can’t always get what you want.
CAMERON: *shocked* That was quite a lot of effort to go through to tell us to fuck off.
CHASE: Was that my plumber?
FOREMAN: Was that the cop who arrested my brother?
PARKMAN: *ignores* Doc, need us for anything more? I gotta get back to Molly.
CHASE: Hey, I knew a Molly once! Though we’re apart, her thoughts follow me. When I come home, Molly smiles with the dawn.
PARKMAN: *snarls* Get this pedophile away from my daughter!
SCOTT: *yells over raging PARKMAN/CHASE scuffle** So, we’ll get going then. I’ll be taking him.
LOGAN: When I take you out tonight with me, honey, here’s the way it’s gonna be-
SCOTT: *dragging Logan away* We’re really not gay.
*Parkman beating the crap out of Chase
Songs performed by Hugh Jackman, James Marsden, Robert Sean Leonard, Jesse Spencer, Hugh Laurie & the Band From TV.
(man, I don't even know what to tag this under.)
LOGAN: There’s a bright golden haze on the mead-uh!
SCOTT: Huh?
LOGAN: There’s a bright golden haze on the mead-uuuuuh.
SCOTT: Okay, I’m taking you to the doctor.
*
HOUSE: Have you seen this guy? Classic case of hair-gel induced stupidity. Seeps into the brain.
SCOTT: Thanks, doc. For years I’ve been telling him to lay off the gel.
CHASE: Quite right. Hairspray’s what it’s all about. *fluffs hair*
SCOTT: Exactly! *grins charmingly* The only thing better than hairspray, that’s me.
HOUSE: Okay, perhaps it’s a widespread case of hair-product induced gayness.
WILSON: *croons softly through balcony* All the while, I musta known, you were just promisin’...
HOUSE: My emo neighbor proves my point.
CHASE: That’s not true! I use product, and Cam and I have been at it all night long on my new sheets of Egyptian cotton.
*pause*
LOGAN: So I think my ears just broke.
SCOTT: Um. Please tell me you don’t do that for a living.
CHASE: I’m a doctor. Actually, House, we’ve been meaning to talk to you about that...
FOREMAN, CAMERON AND CHASE: *deep breath* We want our jobs back.
HOUSE: Oh, I’ve waited for this for a long time. *House snaps fingers. The lights dim, backup arrives, someone hands him his guitar* You can’t always get what you want.
CAMERON: *shocked* That was quite a lot of effort to go through to tell us to fuck off.
CHASE: Was that my plumber?
FOREMAN: Was that the cop who arrested my brother?
PARKMAN: *ignores* Doc, need us for anything more? I gotta get back to Molly.
CHASE: Hey, I knew a Molly once! Though we’re apart, her thoughts follow me. When I come home, Molly smiles with the dawn.
PARKMAN: *snarls* Get this pedophile away from my daughter!
SCOTT: *yells over raging PARKMAN/CHASE scuffle** So, we’ll get going then. I’ll be taking him.
LOGAN: When I take you out tonight with me, honey, here’s the way it’s gonna be-
SCOTT: *dragging Logan away* We’re really not gay.
*Parkman beating the crap out of Chase
Songs performed by Hugh Jackman, James Marsden, Robert Sean Leonard, Jesse Spencer, Hugh Laurie & the Band From TV.
(man, I don't even know what to tag this under.)