Post by Metal Matt on Aug 9, 2014 20:06:10 GMT -6
ACT III:
LT. CHUCKY: I have a feeling if we head the east, we'll find some Mexican food. So, take a left. Take a left.
METAL GUMP: Though we need some proper driving music. Let's see what's on the radio.
(Writer's Note: They are only listening to the audio.)
METAL GUMP: Well, no burrito joints anywhere around here.
LT. CHUCKY: Okay, so I was wrong.
METAL GUMP: How are we going to find them?
LT. CHUCKY: Maybe you can just pray for the burritos.
METAL GUMP (V.O.): So I went to church every Sunday. Sometimes Lieutenant Chucky came, too. Though the lazy guy left the praying up to me.
METAL GUMP: We still can't find any joints around here!
LT. CHUCKY: Where's this God of yours? If we had prayed to Damballa, we would have found them by now!
METAL GUMP (V.O.): It's funny Chucky said that, because right then, God showed up. We went through... a hurricane. After that, we could find Mexican restaurants like crazy. So now, everybody came to our restaurant. We had tons of food and accessories now. We decided to call it "Bubba Gump Crappin' Burritos and Other Mexican Food". It's a household name without a doubt.
CHUCKY115AWESOME: Hold on there, man. Are you telling me you're the owner of the Bubba-Gump Corporation?
METAL GUMP: That's right. We have more money than Metallica, Guns N Roses, and Judas Priest combined.
CHUCKY115AWESOME: Boy, I've heard some whoppers in my time, but that tops them all. We was sitting next to a millionaire! We were sitting next to Spider-Man! [laughs and walks away]
GEE: Well, I thought it was a very lovely story. And you tell it so well. With such enthusiasm. With such spunk! MORE! MORE! MORE!
METAL GUMP: Well, let me tell you something about Lt. Chucky.
LT. CHUCKY: Metal Gump, I never thanked you for saving my life.
METAL GUMP (V.O.): He finally came to terms with his life. And he made peace with God. Or Damballa. One of those two. Then I got a call from somebody. My mom was dying.
METAL GUMP goes back home and sees MOTHER TIFFANY in bed.
METAL GUMP: What's wrong, Mom?
MOTHER TIFFANY: I'm going to Heaven very soon. Don't be nervous, death is just a part of life. We all have our destinies. And quite frankly Metal Gump, I'm very proud of you. All the places you've been to, all the things you've done, don't take that for granted. Both of our lives have been extraordinary. I'm going to miss you, son.
METAL GUMP (V.O.): She later died on a Tuesday. And that's all I have to say about that. Didn't you say you were waiting for Bus #15?
GEE: There will be another one shortly.
METAL GUMP (V.O.): Now, because I had been a football star, and a war hero, and a national celebrity, and a Mexican Restaurant manager, and a college graduate, the city of fathers of Greenbow, Alabama, decided to get together and offered me a fine job. They offered me a job as a special effects make-up artist on several horror movies. Even though I was a zillionaire, I decided to keep on doing it for free, because I loved it so much. Then Jennyfer came back into my life. She had been living in California as a waitress. We were like peanut butter and jelly again. We were like family. We then decided to marry. We had a beautiful little boy named Metal Gump Jr. When she was working, she decided to pay a visit to the other side of town. She then called me, and asked me to visit her at her sister's house. And that's what I'm doing here. I'm supposed to go on the Number Nine bus to Richmond Street and get off and go one block left to 1-9-4-7 Henry Street, Apartment 4.
GEE: Why, you don't need to take a bus.Henry Street is just five or six blocks down that way.
METAL GUMP: Really? OK, Well I gotta go then. It was nice talking to you!
GEE: Nice talking to you! See you later!
METAL GUMP arrives at JENNYFER's sister's house. METAL GUMP JR. is watching TV.
JENNYFER: Metal Gump, can I talk to you privately for a minute?
They go in another room.
JENNYFER: Metal Gump, I have cancer. I'm dying.
METAL GUMP: That sucks. Don't worry. I can take care of you.
METAL GUMP is standing over JENNYFER's grave.
METAL GUMP: You died on a Saturday morning. And I had you placed under our lemon tree. My mom said death was a part of life. I wish it wasn't. Our son is doing fine. I read to him every night. And I make sure he's all ready for school. And I teach him how to play air hockey. He beats me. A lot. He's so smart, Jennyfer. You'd be so proud of him. I am. He, uh, wrote a letter, and he says I can't read it. I'm not supposed to, so I'll just leave it here for you. Jennyfer, I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floating around, but I think maybe it's both. Maybe both is happening at the same time. I miss you, Jennyfer. If there's anything you need, I won't be far away.
METAL GUMP and METAL GUMP JR. are waiting for the school bus. METAL GUMP JR. shows his dad the book he is bringing.
METAL GUMP: Hey, I know this book! My mom used to read this to me all the time!
The school bus arrives.
METAL GUMP: Hey, son. I love you.
METAL GUMP JR.: I love you too, Dad.
METAL GUMP: I'll be right here when you get back. Have fun at school.
The End.
So this was interesting to write, and I think this turned out well. If you have any suggestions on what other movies I can do, let me know. And if you have any suggestions on getting back into the Metal Universe, let me know, and thanks for reading!
LT. CHUCKY: I have a feeling if we head the east, we'll find some Mexican food. So, take a left. Take a left.
METAL GUMP: Though we need some proper driving music. Let's see what's on the radio.
(Writer's Note: They are only listening to the audio.)
METAL GUMP: Well, no burrito joints anywhere around here.
LT. CHUCKY: Okay, so I was wrong.
METAL GUMP: How are we going to find them?
LT. CHUCKY: Maybe you can just pray for the burritos.
METAL GUMP (V.O.): So I went to church every Sunday. Sometimes Lieutenant Chucky came, too. Though the lazy guy left the praying up to me.
METAL GUMP: We still can't find any joints around here!
LT. CHUCKY: Where's this God of yours? If we had prayed to Damballa, we would have found them by now!
METAL GUMP (V.O.): It's funny Chucky said that, because right then, God showed up. We went through... a hurricane. After that, we could find Mexican restaurants like crazy. So now, everybody came to our restaurant. We had tons of food and accessories now. We decided to call it "Bubba Gump Crappin' Burritos and Other Mexican Food". It's a household name without a doubt.
CHUCKY115AWESOME: Hold on there, man. Are you telling me you're the owner of the Bubba-Gump Corporation?
METAL GUMP: That's right. We have more money than Metallica, Guns N Roses, and Judas Priest combined.
CHUCKY115AWESOME: Boy, I've heard some whoppers in my time, but that tops them all. We was sitting next to a millionaire! We were sitting next to Spider-Man! [laughs and walks away]
GEE: Well, I thought it was a very lovely story. And you tell it so well. With such enthusiasm. With such spunk! MORE! MORE! MORE!
METAL GUMP: Well, let me tell you something about Lt. Chucky.
LT. CHUCKY: Metal Gump, I never thanked you for saving my life.
METAL GUMP (V.O.): He finally came to terms with his life. And he made peace with God. Or Damballa. One of those two. Then I got a call from somebody. My mom was dying.
METAL GUMP goes back home and sees MOTHER TIFFANY in bed.
METAL GUMP: What's wrong, Mom?
MOTHER TIFFANY: I'm going to Heaven very soon. Don't be nervous, death is just a part of life. We all have our destinies. And quite frankly Metal Gump, I'm very proud of you. All the places you've been to, all the things you've done, don't take that for granted. Both of our lives have been extraordinary. I'm going to miss you, son.
METAL GUMP (V.O.): She later died on a Tuesday. And that's all I have to say about that. Didn't you say you were waiting for Bus #15?
GEE: There will be another one shortly.
METAL GUMP (V.O.): Now, because I had been a football star, and a war hero, and a national celebrity, and a Mexican Restaurant manager, and a college graduate, the city of fathers of Greenbow, Alabama, decided to get together and offered me a fine job. They offered me a job as a special effects make-up artist on several horror movies. Even though I was a zillionaire, I decided to keep on doing it for free, because I loved it so much. Then Jennyfer came back into my life. She had been living in California as a waitress. We were like peanut butter and jelly again. We were like family. We then decided to marry. We had a beautiful little boy named Metal Gump Jr. When she was working, she decided to pay a visit to the other side of town. She then called me, and asked me to visit her at her sister's house. And that's what I'm doing here. I'm supposed to go on the Number Nine bus to Richmond Street and get off and go one block left to 1-9-4-7 Henry Street, Apartment 4.
GEE: Why, you don't need to take a bus.Henry Street is just five or six blocks down that way.
METAL GUMP: Really? OK, Well I gotta go then. It was nice talking to you!
GEE: Nice talking to you! See you later!
METAL GUMP arrives at JENNYFER's sister's house. METAL GUMP JR. is watching TV.
JENNYFER: Metal Gump, can I talk to you privately for a minute?
They go in another room.
JENNYFER: Metal Gump, I have cancer. I'm dying.
METAL GUMP: That sucks. Don't worry. I can take care of you.
METAL GUMP is standing over JENNYFER's grave.
METAL GUMP: You died on a Saturday morning. And I had you placed under our lemon tree. My mom said death was a part of life. I wish it wasn't. Our son is doing fine. I read to him every night. And I make sure he's all ready for school. And I teach him how to play air hockey. He beats me. A lot. He's so smart, Jennyfer. You'd be so proud of him. I am. He, uh, wrote a letter, and he says I can't read it. I'm not supposed to, so I'll just leave it here for you. Jennyfer, I don't know if we each have a destiny, or if we're all just floating around, but I think maybe it's both. Maybe both is happening at the same time. I miss you, Jennyfer. If there's anything you need, I won't be far away.
METAL GUMP and METAL GUMP JR. are waiting for the school bus. METAL GUMP JR. shows his dad the book he is bringing.
METAL GUMP: Hey, I know this book! My mom used to read this to me all the time!
The school bus arrives.
METAL GUMP: Hey, son. I love you.
METAL GUMP JR.: I love you too, Dad.
METAL GUMP: I'll be right here when you get back. Have fun at school.
The End.
So this was interesting to write, and I think this turned out well. If you have any suggestions on what other movies I can do, let me know. And if you have any suggestions on getting back into the Metal Universe, let me know, and thanks for reading!
