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FORMICA:

Princess! You look -- outstanding.

Is there anything I can do for you?

BALA:

Well -- I thought -- since we're

getting married...it might be nice if

we...got to know one another.

Formica looks confused.

QUEEN:

Bala has always been a hopeless

romantic, General.

BALA:

It's just that -- well, I'm honored

that you selected me, and everything,

I just thought the marriage might go

a little more smoothly if -- we had

a conversation?

FORMICA:

(uncomfortable)

Conversation...yes...well...

(to Carpenter)

Wasn't she briefed?

QUEEN:

(holding up a baby)

Look, General! A darling baby

soldier!

(emotionally, to baby)

Don't try to be a hero! Just make

sure you come back in one piece!

(handing it off)

Next!

FORMICA:

(using the

interruption)

I'll take your suggestion under

advisement, Princess. In the

meanwhile --

Formica turns to go.

BALA:

General -- we have to talk sometime!

FORMICA:

Very well. Carpenter, is there a

convenient time to talk vis-a-vis:

relationship?

CARPENTER:

Actually, sir, we're ahead of

schedule. We have thirty-six seconds

available right now.

FORMICA:

Outstanding. Princess...?

Bala's a little fazed...but grabs her chance.

BALA:

So, um...how was your day? What did

you do?

FORMICA:

(scouring his mind)

Well...

(that's it!)

I declared war!

BALA:

(sadly)

Oh...and I was afraid we had nothing

in common...

CARPENTER:

(under his breath)

Fourteen-fifty hours, sir.

FORMICA:

Duty calls!

He strides across the floor. Bala watches him go, her

antennae drooping unhappily.

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