INT – BLACKSMITH SHOP
A GRAYING OLD BESPECTACLED BLACKSMITH IS CHECKING HIS HAMMERS WHILE STANDING BEHIND THE COUNTER. THE BLACKSMITH IS THE SAME ACTOR AS ZORBON.
One. Two. Three. Three hammers. Ah ah ah.
A RHYTHMIC THUMPING OUTSIDE GROWS LOUDER AND LOUDER UNTIL THE OLD BLACKSMITH CAN SEE A SHADOW ON THE WALL OF A CREATURE WITH A HIDEOUSLY LARGE FOOT.
Oh my god! It's the hideous freak! The townspeople were right!
THERE IS A GREAT DEAL OF CLICHÉ DRAMA AND SLOW MOTION AS THE DOOR OPENS AND JIMMY WALKS IN, WITH HIS FOOT STILL IN THE TOILET. HE HAD BEEN CASTING THE WEIRD SHADOW.
I need a sledgehammer.
"Manuscripts don't burn"
- Mikhail Bulgakov
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