Blades Of Glory Page #4

if you left now.

Wait!

It's like a Band-Aid. Just rip it off.

We'll both feel better.

MAN ON PA:
Hey, everybody,

get your tickets for the second show.

Second show tickets now available.

(SINGING) Tra-la-la-la, tra-la-la-la

We sing a grublet song

We love to roam our woodsy home

Of greenery and scenery and song

Tra-la-la-la, tra-la-la-la

A grublet sings along

Oh, God.

(GLASS SHATTERING)

I hate you.

(SIGHS)

I hate my life.

Oh, no! It's the evil wizard!

CHILDREN:
Boo!

(LAUGHING)

(PEOPLE APPLAUDING)

(LAUGHING)

(HOT BLOODED PLAYING)

I mean, I had it with skating

for the judges, you know?

Just like, I don't need that.

I mean, for me, it's so much

more satisfying to see the...

The eyes of a small child,

seeing that wonder as they...

They see you skate out there

with a big wizard head on, you know?

Nice. Really nice.

Hey, Sammy, it's not what it looks like.

Sam. Sammy, come on, baby.

You knew this was how I rolled

when you met me.

No. When I met you,

you were a great figure skater.

Now you're getting stoned

with the Woodland Fairies.

I don't even know

who you are any more.

You're living in the past, Sammy.

Come on,

me and the Woodland Fairies,

we're living in the here and now.

And we're feeling so free.

Come on, join us.

(WHOOPING)

Baby. Come on, babe.

Hey, Michaels, let's go. Lace up.

The fog machines are primed.

Second show's

almost three-quarters full.

- You drunk?

- No.

But this ought to do it.

I would fire you

if you weren't so goddamn beautiful

out there.

- You smell like urine.

- A lot?

Get your head on.

They don't feel right.

That's because I'm not finished.

You see, it helps to think of the laces

as belonging to three distinct groups.

First, the foundation.

(GROANING)

They're too tight.

Daddy! He's crushing me.

Doing it right takes a little bit longer,

but it's worth it.

Hey, what are you doing?

She said it's too tight.

Well, but she's wrong.

I mean, who are you gonna trust,

a little girl or Jimmy MacElroy?

- Who the hell is Jimmy MacElroy?

- Is there a problem here, sir?

Yeah, this kid is torturing

my daughter's foot.

I'm so sorry, sir.

You know what, Jimmy? Off the skates,

you're on stockroom duty, now. Let's go.

Hey, Jimmy.

Hector?

What are you doing here?

You know

I have a restraining order against you.

Oh, that thing?

You look great, Jimmy.

You look amazing. Your hair rocks.

Thanks.

You look so good. Oh, my gosh.

Do you look at yourself?

I totally wanna cut off your skin and

wear it to my birthday. It's coming up.

Yeah, listen, it's great to see you,

Hector, but I'm really busy right now.

Okay, all right, I'm sorry.

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