Monkeybone Page #3
HERB leads a round of APPLAUSE. JULIE nudges STU - the only guy in the
room who's still in his seat.
HERB:
Now, let's give it up for the guy who started it
all. Creator of America's most disturbed comic
strip...the man behind the monkey...Mister Stu
Miley!
A SPOTLIGHT hits him, and he STANDS to tumultuous applause. He looks
genuinely stunned. He can't believe it's happening.
JULIE surreptitiously PINCHES him on the bottom, giving him a start. She
WINKS at him. He shoots her a small private smile - then turns to WAVE
at the adoring crowd.
INT. LOBBY - HALF-HOUR LATER - NIGHT
STU working his way through a crowd of well-wishers and FANS.
STU:
I don't actually draw all the animation, no. We
have sweatshop workers who couldn't get jobs at
Nike doing that.
A beautiful, heavily-pierced FEMALE FAN hands STU a marker.
BEAUTIFUL FAN:
Mr. Miley, would you draw Monkeybone on my
belly? As a guide?
STU:
Guide...?
BEAUTIFUL FAN:
For my tattoo artist?
She exposes her taut midriff. STU thinks for a moment, then goes to
work. When he's done, Monkeybone appears to be climbing out of the
girl's pants and WAVING to her. Nearby FANS APPLAUD.
BEAUTIFUL FAN:
Wait! You have to draw the rest of him -
She begins unbuckling her belt so STU will have enough room to draw
Monkeybone's bottom half. STU demurs...
STU:
I - I have to, uh, check in with my doctor. DO-
OCCCC!!
He wanders across the room, finds JULIE deep in conversation with a
bunch of other GUESTS, and pulls her aside.
STU:
Hey, Doc. Come here. There's something really
cool I want to show you.
He grabs her by the sleeve, pulls her across the floor to -
INT. ALCOVE - OFF LOBBY - CONTINUOUS
There's nothing "cool" about it - it's a stairway landing, with metal
fire doors that open onto the parking lot outside.
STU:
See these doors? The cool thing is, you go out
...they close...you can't get back in!
He opens one door and holds it for JULIE.
JULIE:
You want to leave? But Stu - you're a big hit!
Everyone loves you!
STU:
They don't love me. They love Monkeybone.
JULIE:
It was you who got the standing O. It was you
drawing on the belly over there...
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