Mar 25, 2005 21:47
LOCKEY: ((throws knife at intercom)) all lines are currently down.
BARTLEBY: okay. stop.
LOCKEY: would you just stop?!
BARTLEBY: you're doing it again!
LOCKEY: Fuck!
BARTLEBY: You are responsible for raising an icon which draws worship from the Lord. You have broken the First Commandment. more than that im afraid not a one of you passes for a decent human being. Your continued existence is a mockery of morality.
BARTELBY: Like you Mr. Burton. Last year you cheated on your wife of 17 years 8 times. You even had sex with her best friend while you were supposed to be home watching the kids.
LOCKEY: ((chuckles)) In the bed that you and your wife share no less!
BARTLEBY: Dr. Newman. You got your girlfriend drunk at last years Christmas party and then payed a kid from the mail room to have sex with her while she was passed out just so you could break up with her guilt free when she sobbingly confessed in the morning. She uh killed herself three months later.
Mr. Braye disowned his gay son. Very compassionate Mr. Braye.
Mr. Ray put his mother in a third rate nursing home and used the profits from the sale of her home to buy an oriental rug for himself.
Officer Barker flew to Thailand on the company airplane to have sex with an ElEvEn YeAr oLd BOY.
Mr. Holkman okay-ed the production of movie materials he knew to be toxic and unsafe because it was SURVEY SAYS!: Less costly.
And you on the other hand.. are an innocent. You lead a good life. Good job! ((gives thumbs up))
But you.. Mr. Whitland have more skeletons in your closet that I cannot even mention them aloud. ((whispers in his ear))
LOCKEY: You're his father you SICK FUCK!
((Bartleby leaves the room))
LOCKEY: Well.. alone at last.
You know with the acception of Ms. Price here.. there isn't a decent human being amongst you. Not one! Do you know what makes a human being decent? Fear. And there inlies the problem. None of you have anything left to fear. You rest comfortably behind feats of unscruitable power. Hiding behind your false idol. Far from judgment, eyes shrouded in secrecy with one another. But not from God.
((Lockey walks away))
Ohp.. I forgot my little voodoo doll. Man it really looks just like you doesnt it? Uh. If i believed in it enough.. I wonder... ((hovers above the doll))
((screams and smashes the doll))
MR. WHITLAND: ((screams))
LOCKEY: ((chuckles)) I dont believe in voodoo.
((walks out))
((comes back in with gun in hand))
LOCKEY: but i do believe it this!!!
((all screaming))
LOCKEY: DONT RUN! DONT RUN! PIGS!! PIGS!! ALL OF YOU PIGS!! OH AND YOU! YOU IN YOUR WIFES BED NO LESS!!!
((happy music))
LOCKEY: ((looking at Ms. Price)) Gum? It's okay. You've done nothing wrong. You're a pure soul. But you didn't say God Bless You when I sneezed!
BARTLEBY: Lockey!
LOCKEY: You're gettin off light!
BARTLEBY: LOCKEY!
LOCKEY: I know Im comin.
((music))