maryvarn on January 25th, 2010
↓ TranscriptChloe gorges herself on turkey livers while reclining on a luxe pink cushion. She has a martini glass of blood at her side. Bink looks from afar.
Bink (to self): Chloe eats as many turkey livers as I do...why isn't she getting fat?
Close up on Bink
Bink (scheming): I have to get to the bottom of this.
Later that night. A silouhette of fat Bink tip toes down a dark hallway towards a doorway. Music and light come from the doorway.
Super close up on Bink's wide eyes.
Bink peers through the door, schocked. We don't know what he sees, but we can see strange mouse-like shadows cast against the wall.
Bink (to self): The horror....the horror...