Here is the greatest scene ever written, as documented by Guinness, Nobel and Pulitzer.*
"Waiter Scene No. 6, Op. 68, F Major, “Pastoral”
also known as
"Recollections of a Country Life"
Written By Joe Janes
(Lights up on a mustachioed fellow sipping soup at an outdoor cafe. He notices something in his next spoonful and dumps the contents back into the bowl with malcontent flourish. He beckons the waiter.)WAITERWaiter!
(Phillipe, 50s, a career waiter who is tall, thin and generously nosed, approaches the table. He wears a tuxedo and has a red cloth draped over his extended forearm.)PHILLIPEYes?WAITERWhat is this fly doing in my soup?PHILLIPEFuck you.
(A bird tweets. A lonely dog barks in the distance. A gunshot is heard. A man, unseen, coughs while commuting to work on a train, also unseen. Lights s-l-o-w-l-y fade.)
* Craig Guinness, Phil Nobel and Potsie Pulitzer
7 comments:
WINNER!
Mr. Janes, I challenge you to a duel. Nat Topping will carry the pistols in a box from whence we will draw them. Chris Othic will announce "Ten paces." Catherine Monahan, wearing a black veil, will weep for whomever falls, then will marry whoever lives, after changing veils. Geoff Crump will observe the whole occasion dressed as a squirrel, hiding in a tree and nibbling nuts.
Oh, and Mike Bauman will stand in for me. But not because I'm a coward.
I believe if you averaged the Monty Python scoring system for all three scenes in question, it would be a 1.2, or .1 points below the quality of the worst scene ever written for RvD.
I don't get it.
Ask Nat. He can tell you.
Dear Mr Othic,
The infamous 1.3 sketch was written for Teatro Bastardo, not RvD. I believe Jimmy the Waiter was also written for Teatro Bastardo. Please get your facts straight before you run your mouth off like some sort of historian. Also, I love you and I am sorry if I hurt you just then. Also, fuck you.
Quit looking at me, everyone.
-Nat
WV: Colounce (n) - One Ounce of Colon.
Sir Topping,
You are correct. However, please do not get the GREATEST CHARACTER ever written confused with this suite of the WORST SCENES ever written.
I love you as much as one man can love another without penetration.
Yours,
Sir Othic
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