Bruce Almighty Page #14
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BOBBY:
Yeah, I don't blame 'ya, they taste
like grass.
Bobby CUTS BRUCE OFF WITH HIS CART. Bruce is forced to stop.
BOBBY:
Tell you what? I wasn't going to
break it open until lunch time, but
I made a batch of rhubarb that you
have got to try.
BRUCE:
Bobby, I--
BOBBY:
Come on, it's my mother's recipe
she's practically cripple...
Bobby forces a ladle of rhubarb out at Bruce.
BRUCE:
No, I really- no...
BOBBY:
Open up, that's it, here comes the
news chopper...
(makes sound of Chopper)
BRUCE:
No, Bobby.. Bobby N01 I said I
didn't want anything.
(turns, heading off)
Damn you...
Bruce continues off, as Bobby stops cold, adopts an odd
expression, then his EYES ROLL UP IN THEIR SOCKETS, SPIN ALL
THE WAR AROUND, THEN GLOW RED. LITTLE HORN BUMPS PUSH UP
FROM HIS SKULL. He turns instantly demonic.
An overly PERKY FEMALE OFFICE WORKER approaches Bobby from
behind.
FEMALE OFFICE WORKER
Hi, Bobby. Is there any of that
split pea soup left?
She is instantly hit in the chest with a stream of green
vomit. A beat and Bobby offers out a plastic spoon.
INT. JACK'S OFFICE - DAY
ON JACK:
6 2.
He sees Bruce enter, immediately perks up. *
JACK *
(big laugh) *
The re he i sl Ho ff al H a i W h a t a r e *
the odds of that? *
BRUCE *
(laughing along with him) *
Ha! What are the odds? *
JACK:
Look, I'll be straight. We want
you back, Bruce. I want to tell
you, it wasn't my decision to let
you go. When the big guy gives the
order, I gotta...
BRUCE:
No harm no foul, Jack. I needed
some time off to reassess my goals
and get in touch with my true self.
JACK:
You did that in a day?
BRUCE:
Imagine what I can do with seven.
Jack pauses for an awkward beat. His face grows serious.
JACK:
I haven't been the best father in
the world.
BRUCE:
What's that?
JACK:
I cur se a lo t. I c hea t on my
ta xe s. My w ife u se d t o mak e my
kids call me, when she was alive...
(breaking down)
...Now, I go to strip clubs, and
dri nk a ll nig ht. Bu t at le ast
their open unt il four. W hat are
you doing tonight?
BRUCE:
Oh, I'm busy doing...things.
Jack recovers, rejuvenated.
63.
JACK:
Yeah, I gotcha. It feels good to
get that out. Thank you.
Jack gives Bruce a big hug.
JACK:
Look, it's not in my power to give
you a nchor, but as far as field
repor ting goes, if you're looking
for a bump.
BRUCE:
Jack, don't worry about that. Just
give me a camera and a crew and
I'll give you the news.
Bruce exits. Jack likes the new Bruce.
INT. NEWSROOM
Bruce heads out as The Eyewitness News opening plays on
several monitors. Susan Ortega opens.
SUSAN:
Eyewitness News at six. I'm Susan
Ortega.
EVAN:
And I'm Evan Baxter. And here's
what's making news...
This stops Bruc e. He watc hes Evan on a newsr oom monit or. A
devilish smile forms on Bruce's face.
EVAN:
A potential scandal with the
Buffalo P.D. surfaced today when...
Evan's voice suddenly becomes HIGH PITCHED, like a girls.
EVAN:
(falsetto)
...the mayor demanded that the
Chief of Police issue...
(clears his throat)
...Uh-hum, that the Chief of
Police...
Evan tries to clear his throat again, but his voice remains
HIGH PITCHED.
64,
-^ EVAN
(j · (falsetto)
1^ ...the Chief of Police issue a
response over allegations made
b. . .
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INT. JACK'S OFFICE - SAME TIME
JACK:
What the hell is that?
Evan is starting to visibly sweat.
EVAN:
(falsetto)
I'm sorry. There seems to be
something.
Evan shoots Susan a look to cover for him. Susan tries to
cover with a joke.
SUSAN:
Looks like my new co-anchor may
need a glass of water.
She laughs, Evan laughs in a RIDICULOUS HIGH PITCHED GIRLY
L AU GH tha t m ak es it ev en w or se . H e s ip s th e w at er a nd hi s
/·" "" N
VJ voice returns.
EVAN:
Ah, there we go. Sorry about that.
visited Washington today as my
little tiny nipples moved to France-
Evan stops cold, staring at the teleprompter.
The Director in the booth reacts.
DIRECTOR:
What did he just say? Check the
prompter.
The Console Operator checks the text being fed to Evan.
CONSOLE OPERATOR
It's fine.
DIRECTOR:
Well, signal for him to keep going.
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