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Edited on Sun Jan-25-04 03:28 PM by scottcsmith
Scene: White House Oval Office. PRESIDENT George W. Bush is at his desk, holding a rectangular object in his hands. Sitting near the desk is POLITICAL ADVISOR Karl Rove.
Rove: Sir, is that your new laptop. Bush: What? Rove: What you're holding. Is that a new PDA? A laptop? Bush: No, Karl, it's an Etch-a-Sketch. Rove: A what? Bush: Etch-a-Sketch! Didn't you have one of these as a kid? You twist the knobs and make pictures of stuff. Guess what I'm workin' on? BUSH hands ROVE the Etch-a-Sketch. ROVE studies the image for a minute, and then hands the ETCH-A-SKETCH back to BUSH. Rove: Is it...um...squigly lines? Bush: NO! It's Howard Dean! Can't you tell? Didn't you see how red his face is? Rove: The Etch-a-Sketch does not contain colors. Bush: What? Sure it does. Blue, green, red, yellow, they're all there, swirling around. I can even see 'em when I move my finger around! BUSH holds out his hand in front of his face and moves his index finger back and forth. Bush: See! Colors! Rove: I don't see anything, sir. Bush: You must be color blind, Karl (Bush chuckles, and continues to wave his finger in front of his face). Rove: Sir, are you on...anything? Bush: How do you mean? Rove: It sounds like you're hallucinating. Bush: No way! Clean and sober, Karl. Been that way for a long time now. Turned my life over to Christ. You know the story. Hell, you wrote it! Rove: Are you sure you're not on anything? Bush: Nope! I just took a bunch of Ephedra and drank a bottle of Nyquil. Rove: Why, sir? Bush: Isn't that the fad? Kids are doing it all over the country. Rove: I've never heard of that one. Bush: Well, that's what I've... BUSH slumps over, snoring. ROVE gets up and leaves. He returns two hours later. Rove: How are you feeling, sir? Bush: Karl! Good to see you! I thought you were going to be here this morning? Rove: I was, sir. You were...busy. Bush: Was I? Don't remember. Most times I just hand off projects to folks. CEOs don't do the grunt work. Rove: Sir, we have a problem. Bush: Darn it, Karl, how come when you come to see me you always have a problem? You never come with good news. What about that plucky kid from Scotland who is trying to cross the English Channel on a unicycle? Rove: I'm not aware of that one, sir. Bush: See, kid's got no legs, so to make money for charity he's going to drive across the English Channel on a unicycle. Rove: With hand pedals? Bush: No, I don't think so. Rove: How would he operate the unicycle if he had no legs to operate the pedals? Bush: I don't know, Karl, just give it a rest, why do you bring these things up, anyway? Rove: Sir, you brought it up. Bush: Uh huh. Rove: Really. Bush: Oh, sure, it was ME. Now what were you saying? Rove: This Newsweek poll shows John Kerry getting 49% of the vote to your 46% if the election were held today. Bush: Who's John Kerry? Rove: He's a senator, sir, from Massachusetts. Bush: Never heard of him. Rove: He's been in the Senate since 1984. Bush: Really. Learn something new every day. How can he win? We got Osama. Got the bastard in a spider hole. Rove: Sir, please allow me to remind you that we did NOT capture Bin Laden, it was Saddam Hussein. Bush: Oh, yeah, that guy. Didn't we bomb him in 1986? Rove: I believe you're thinking of Libya, sir. Bush: Libya? Isn't that a brand of canned vegetables? Rove: Never mind, sir. We have to focus on John Kerry. Bush: Right. John Kerry. And he's...a...senator? Rove: Yes, sir, he's also a decorated Vietnam veteran. Bush: Pshaw! I served during Vietnam. I'm sure I got a medal. Rove: You were in the National Guard, sir. Bush: No, I was in Vietnam. I was a combat correspondent. Rove: Sir, that's Al Gore. Bush: Really? My memory of the 1970s is really cloudy for some reason. Rove: Anyway, about Kerry... Bush: Hey, Karl, pull my finger. Rove: What? Bush: Pull my finger. Rove: Why? We have to focus... Bush: Just pull it. Rove: Sir, can we just concentrate... Bush: Come on, pull my finger. Rove: Why? Bush: Just pull it. Rove: This is childish, sir. Bush: C'mon, pull it, I promise not to do anything. ROVE, sighing, pulls Bush's outstretched finger. Bush: Wasn't that fun? Rove: No, sir. Bush: But I got you! You fell for that trick! Rove: I believe there's more to it than just pulling the finger. Bush: Nah, that's how we played it in Texas. BUSH opens a drawer and pulls out a GAME BOY ADVANCE. Bush: Karl, if you'll excuse me, I have to make a phone call. I've got one of them new fancy cell phones. Rove: That's a Game Boy Advance, sir, you cannot make phone calls with it. Bush: Sure you can! Watch! BUSH hold the GBA to his ear. Seconds later: Bush: Laura? How are you doing, darlin'? Good? Just jawin' with Karl. Uh huh. SIGHING, Rove gets up and leaves.
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