[Scene starts with Kimmy and Titus walking down the street]
KIMMY: Whose ghosts are they? Why are they haunting Pac-Man? What did he do to them?
TITUS: (Looks at watch) Mm-hmm, and Kimmy Time is up.
KIMMY: But we didn't even get to talk about why the guy in Operation is awake. His eyes are open, and he's having, like, nine surgeries.
TITUS: Please, Kimbrella. This is why we have the Kimmy Time system So we can talk about more important things, like Titus. I hear he has news. (Kimmy gasps) Now that I'm no longer legally dead, the restaurant is actually able to pay me.
KIMMY: Wait, you haven't been getting paid?
TITUS: I'm used to getting paid under the table. (Titus pulls out a pair of pink sunglasses and puts them on) People drop some really cool stuff under there.
KIMMY: Ooh.
TITUS: I just don't know what to spend all this money on.
KIMMY: How about rent, utilities?
TITUS: Unicorns, leprechauns. (chuckles) Let's get real. I'm gonna use this money for something for myself.
KIMMY: Fine, I'll keep covering the rent and the tapes, but you have to use this money for something that matters, like that.
Kimmy gestures to a sign in front of a store that says "OpenTables, DJ Night, Today, Tomorrow". Titus looks over
TITUS: DJs? Ew. No. Their poor parents.
KIMMY: No. I want you to put on a show.
TITUS: Yes. I am in the midst of a personal renaissance My finances, my love life, my eyebrow game.
KIMMY: And now your art. Maybe it's a play about aliens who come to Earth, and if they're gonna save that rec center, they're gonna need to start dancing.
TITUS: No, I'm gonna do what every actor's friends love most A one-man show, about the most scintillating subject on God's gray earth.
KIMMY: You?
TITUS: No, baby girl. Me.
KIMMY: Great.
Lillian enters, she looks at the sign and walks over to Kimmy and Titus
LILLIAN: A performance space? (kicks over the sign)
TITUS: Cool kick, Lillian.
LILLIAN: This neighborhood is changing, and none of us are gonna be able to live here. And they painted over the neighborhood mural of Biggie. (walks over to a blank grate) Now how are we supposed to remember he's dead?
TITUS: Why would anyone bother to paint a wall in this neighborhood? It's just gonna get tagged.
LILLIAN: But it hasn't. Yesterday, this happened. Twenty-four hours and not one graffito. What a disgrace.
Kimmy's phone message sounds, she looks at her phone
KIMMY: Sorry, guys. Jacqueline needs me to "get the duck over here," so I've got to figure out where to get one. Central Park.
LILLIAN: So young. So talented. So fat. Mm.
KIMMY: Whose ghosts are they? Why are they haunting Pac-Man? What did he do to them?
TITUS: (Looks at watch) Mm-hmm, and Kimmy Time is up.
KIMMY: But we didn't even get to talk about why the guy in Operation is awake. His eyes are open, and he's having, like, nine surgeries.
TITUS: Please, Kimbrella. This is why we have the Kimmy Time system So we can talk about more important things, like Titus. I hear he has news. (Kimmy gasps) Now that I'm no longer legally dead, the restaurant is actually able to pay me.
KIMMY: Wait, you haven't been getting paid?
TITUS: I'm used to getting paid under the table. (Titus pulls out a pair of pink sunglasses and puts them on) People drop some really cool stuff under there.
KIMMY: Ooh.
TITUS: I just don't know what to spend all this money on.
KIMMY: How about rent, utilities?
TITUS: Unicorns, leprechauns. (chuckles) Let's get real. I'm gonna use this money for something for myself.
KIMMY: Fine, I'll keep covering the rent and the tapes, but you have to use this money for something that matters, like that.
Kimmy gestures to a sign in front of a store that says "OpenTables, DJ Night, Today, Tomorrow". Titus looks over
TITUS: DJs? Ew. No. Their poor parents.
KIMMY: No. I want you to put on a show.
TITUS: Yes. I am in the midst of a personal renaissance My finances, my love life, my eyebrow game.
KIMMY: And now your art. Maybe it's a play about aliens who come to Earth, and if they're gonna save that rec center, they're gonna need to start dancing.
TITUS: No, I'm gonna do what every actor's friends love most A one-man show, about the most scintillating subject on God's gray earth.
KIMMY: You?
TITUS: No, baby girl. Me.
KIMMY: Great.
Lillian enters, she looks at the sign and walks over to Kimmy and Titus
LILLIAN: A performance space? (kicks over the sign)
TITUS: Cool kick, Lillian.
LILLIAN: This neighborhood is changing, and none of us are gonna be able to live here. And they painted over the neighborhood mural of Biggie. (walks over to a blank grate) Now how are we supposed to remember he's dead?
TITUS: Why would anyone bother to paint a wall in this neighborhood? It's just gonna get tagged.
LILLIAN: But it hasn't. Yesterday, this happened. Twenty-four hours and not one graffito. What a disgrace.
Kimmy's phone message sounds, she looks at her phone
KIMMY: Sorry, guys. Jacqueline needs me to "get the duck over here," so I've got to figure out where to get one. Central Park.
LILLIAN: So young. So talented. So fat. Mm.
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