Unicorn City
You are my fever
A heat beneath my bones,
I won't escape it
My skin's as thin as
those who've come before
All those that suffer
for the greater good
You are my temptress
Why can't you see that I am working
Stop bothering me
And take the key in case
you need to come back
And I can smell what you're cooking
I'm nearly torn from the moment
By the rattle you make
And I'm walkin' through
feelings that you love me
But just because I can hear you
doesn't mean I can't sleep
And you wanna believe
that you can tempt me
No, no, no
Oh, oh, oh
I don't need it, I can identify
Oh, oh, I'll just break
it as you ought to reply
And you're walking
through feelings
I will remind you that
this body will keep
And I wanna believe
that you can tempt me
And I wanna believe
that you can tempt me
And I wanna believe
that you can tempt me
No, no, no, no
No, you cannot graft the thumbs
of a dead orc onto your paws
Just so you can hold a sword.
Is it not conceivable that I
would have at least a half thumb
From my grandmother's
recessive gene?
Tygraxamus, you can't have a sword.
- This is stupid.
- Weak.
Guys, this bickering is totally
ruining my suspension of disbelief.
I mean, you lure me into a barnyard
Just to corner me with these
bloodsucking bovines.
And your problem is?
Spontaneously growing appendages
in the middle of the campaign
Disrupts my story's
delicate balance.
Frickin' puss 'n boots
carries a sword.
the ills of selecting
A feline digitagrade
as your character.
You're killin' the game, Shadow Hawk.
Clancy, I'll protect you.
We're eatin' veal tonight.
Who's with me?
- I'd follow you anywhere, my liege.
- Epic.
With the song of old, I,
Magmald Teufelschlager,
Will protect you from
their mind control.
- Sing with me.
- Aah...
Voss, you can't do that.
I can't do what?
Sing. You have no vocal cords.
I'm a bardladin, okay? Slaying
and singing is what I do.
You are a wandering phantom
trapped in the astral plane.
You've cut the umbilical cord that
tethered your soul to the mortal world.
- Your body is back at the glen.
- I didn't cut my cord.
- Pat, did I cut my cord?
- No cords were cut.
You tried sharpening
your sword on it.
No, I wasn't.
- Yes.
- No.
- Yes.
- No.
- Yep. Yep.
- No, there was no sharpening.
- Yep. Yep.
- You're having a senior moment!
Personal attacks.
Very mature.
Every time Magmald defies
one of your lame monsters,
Your reap vengeance on
a member of the guild.
And you're creating monsters that don't
even exist in the known universe.
Release Moon-Strider
from the pale ruby.
Let me come down from
the astral plane.
- Give Tygraxamus some thumbs!
- Yeah!
May I remind you, it's "D of D"...
"Dawn of days"... My
game, my creation!
If you don't like it, Voss, Why
don't you go join another guild?!
But stop picking apart my narrative in
some desperate attempt for attention!
Yaahhh!
Three hundred dollars?
Come on, Gary, I can get a couple of
pristine plastic tables for 20 bucks.
Mr. Gary says this is
for punitive damages
For the other times you popped your
lid and scared customers away.
Personally, I think
it's pretty gracious
Considering he could press charges.
Why does he have my sword?
To ensure that Mr. Gary is paid in full.
Or you could take a ride.
Oh, that sucks.
What's worse is he's never
gonna last in prison,
Not with a pretty face like that.
Oh, that's Pat-Pat. I gotta go.
- I'll talk to you later.
- I'll think positive. Tell me what happens.
Oh!
You've been wearing my
magnets. I can tell.
Your complexion is less...
Oily.
Admit it. The therapy works.
Uh, yeah. Thanks for...
letting me use them.
Oh, stay your hand.
Have you tried sleeping with them?
depending on where I place them.
I'm leaving.
Voss.
My freakin' hard drive.
Oh!
Oh, man!
Oh...
So, how was working
with your brother?
I don't know. Maybe it's coming
from the gaming industry
To, uh, food service,
but I can't do it.
You know, they don't
even have benefits?
You're gonna have to get a
job at some point, right?
You can come work at
Digicert with me.
Oh, no, actually, I have my interview
with Warlocks of the Beach,
So...
Warlocks of the...
Of the Beach?
Yeah, that's the one that's
gonna take you to Seattle?
- Yeah.
- And that's... This is a good thing.
This is great... for you.
This is your dream.
Yeah. I'm gonna sell 'em on my new
ideas for that gaming scenario.
I figure it's time for
me to move up, so...
And that's it. Oh...
Um, I'll see ya tomorrow.
You know what? Actually, um,
I have some good news of my own.
Did you know that I've been
dating someone online?
Yeah, I remember.
Oh. You... You do. Okay, well...
I wanted to show you.
His name is Tanick Stormblade.
He's a rogue, huh? Those are
sweet heroic shoulder pads.
Yeah, when we melee together, it's
like we've done so in a former life.
As you can imagine, our
relationship is very special,
And so after months
of online courtship,
I feel his intentions are noble...
And so tomorrow we're
meeting for hoagies.
Sweet. Be careful.
I... I will.
But if he does the same
thing Samantha did...
You and Samantha broke up?
Yeah. She said she wanted
somebody more responsible.
I am...
I... I'm so sorry...
to hear that.
- Let's... Do you want to talk about this?
- Nope.
But hey, if Tanick hurts
you, let me know,
I'll find his character
online and kick its ass.
Thank you... Voss.
The most important lesson in life
Is that you are what
you pretend to be.
Did you pull that out
of a fortune cookie?
It's the secret to
surviving this world.
You want to be a knight,
pretend you're a knight
And live by their code
and think like one.
And in the end, you ARE a knight.
Well, I'm just tired
of wasting my life,
Not being productive.
You're not gonna be out
there just, like, doing...
Oh, hey.
Where's Voss?
He's not...
I will break your liver.
You didn't show up
at the taco shop.
Aaah! Clancy!
You said that your unemployment
would help me pay the rent...
Ow!!!! And then you told
me that you'd have a job,
What was that, five,
six months ago?
Ow! Ow!
I don't like it.
Ow! I have my meeting with
Warlocks at the Beach, all right?!
I'm not going smelling
like a fish taco!
Now, this is a new choke hold I learned
tonight from Jackson the mighty.
It's a ballet of
violence, brother...
A ballet of violence.
Unh! Pliee....
Sashay...
I have my interview tomorrow!
You tellin' me the truth? Yeah?
'Cause if you're lying, then
you're out of here, bro.
Why don't you choke Clancy anymore?
Because Clancy participates,
helps me pay the rent.
And look at him...
Can't handle my rhythm.
Right, Clance?
Yeah.
Yeah... yeah.
Pansy.
I held out for twice that long.
Tapping is for suckers.
What'd you guys eat?
Bok Choy.
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