8: August

A quick-witted Bould faces questions about his mysterious dog-man association before the press at the Young Pheasant Student Playhouse. On stage, instructor Plackman walks the cast through a pivotal scene.

Characters, in order of appearance:

BLOCKWART, house caretaker

BOULD, acting student, apartment block tenant 
THEODOR PLACKMAN, instructor, The Young Pheasant Student Playhouse
JEFF HOLDEN, reporter, The Daily Broadsheet
JANET LEE, reporter, independent
GILL, acting student
MELVIN, acting student
ANNABELLE, acting student
DAVID, acting student

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SPEAKER_03 0:05

August. It's open press day at the young pheasant student playhouse. The theatre's canteen have been converted into a press conference room. I was making myself helpful with photography manning a great telephoto lens from the side wings. The cast of the Greek Swede were bantering. Reporters had been whined and dined enjoying themselves. Red faced. Bald. He had the reporters in the palm of his hand. Blush blush, not the reporter man. Instructor and resident teacher, Theodore Blackman, was happy to double as press officer.

unknown 1:19

Alright. Quiet down.

SPEAKER_03 1:24

Last question. Yes. Jeff Jeffrey Holden from the Daily Broadsheet. Bold. Hi Jeff. You've made the linen suit popular among young folks. Kid Comment. This suit will be touring Asia. Without me in it, of course. Bertha. Mr. Bold, Bertha. Just then a young woman shot from the back. Bold. Who's the dog man?

SPEAKER_05 2:03

Dog man?

SPEAKER_03 2:04

Yes. What's your name? Lee. Miss Janet Lee. Nobody knew her. Independent media.

SPEAKER_05 2:14

Put your manners back in, Janet.

SPEAKER_03 2:16

Well, it's rumored that the young pheasant's rising star. Janny, what's your question right now? Bold, that's you. What are you actually asking? Has been seen at different spots around town with a rather beastly dog like type. What's your actual question? Who is he? Jan. We have photographs. Janet Lee. She held up photographs. Black and white. Grainy, but no doubt photographs of bold and droopy together. Smiling gingerly down Korfishtendam. Strolling past the old palace I'm saying. Getting off a bus, it's a bit of a sneaking out of Swiebelfish.

SPEAKER_05 3:07

Put your manners back in, Janet. And here I'm gonna shut you down.

SPEAKER_03 3:11

Park across the wall. Dancing half nickel.

SPEAKER_05 3:14

I'm gonna have a bongo place. Spoiler and so they're not you? No, they're not me. They surely look like you.

SPEAKER_03 3:23

Spoil. Thanks very good. Spoil for work to do. Guys, we meet on stage in an hour. Sun warm like a refrigerator lamp. Cold woke up eating down his chest, except for a dried out frog. As far as his eyes could see was the ruined city of his body. The ships had all left the harbour. Strange our hero thought as if the harbor it had returned to its Bronze Age past. But then the leather panted blackman puts down his bullhorn to join the cast on the stage. Okay let's role play this one passing through his war torn. The Greek Swede now encounters a toppled war memorial The statue of an admiral lying face down in the dust Melvin Yer the statue as usual. Yes, sir. Bold you're the hero Yer the Greek sweet OK, Mr Blackman. Bold ye approach Melvin with caution And Melvin ye're made out of metal but at the same time like a newborn kitten.

SPEAKER_00 5:55

Yes you're flappy with ace shot Blackman OK and Melvin Melvin Yes Moor Pethos We go Melvin Yes, sir, Mr Pluckman I am an old admiral in the dust Boog Yes Now year down and ye help the statue ye help Melvin back to his marble stand OK I am wounded You ask Melvin Are you awake?

SPEAKER_03 7:13

Are you okay?

unknown 7:16

Are you awake? Are you okay?

SPEAKER_03 7:20

I am broken mangled melted raptured Now Melbourne Yes ice still shut the statue takes flight into the scarlet landscape Melbourne Yes you hover slowly through off the stage Yes sir Mr Blackman Okay Annabelle Yes Black you must wait Bez could you pass the tape please No the Greek sweet Encounters the street mage They used to call them pooks a witch walking her dog OK Annabelle Yes you're the street mage ye live among the ruins but you walk in as if this is your kitchen Uh huh you'll be channeling your inner rat escapes Okay Blackman David Right You're the dog Okay David you're unbound You fro like you're running free Right Yesnip Perhaps you mark territory Right Blackman Okay Bez Tip Please run the tape David Annabelle Hawaii Set Whoever did this must be some kind of Hey come here come here The dog's name I droopy It's discharge Bez pass the tip Annabelle No let's try calling the dog Freeby instead And bold no more Drupy Bez the tip Droopy Hey Droopy Come here come here his name's not Droopy it's Freeby Droopy and I dress my dog how I live Droopy Free I found him gag ball bound to the banister outside the bomb door desk now it's free you get down and greet the dog as if you're long lost friends Hey pooch David You're having none of You're just have a real power bait Your ferocious has no limits Just now the flying Admiral statue returns to Melbourne Yes You hover back on to the stage Yes And while ye keep Annabelle at bay with your musket Yes sir Melvin Yes yeah calmly stab the dog yeah calmly stab David with your ceremonial sard Yes sir Mr Blackman