Post by Visit Neom on Oct 17, 2022 8:15:25 GMT -5
(The shot opens on the Reedy Creek Racing garage. Olivia, George Lucas, and other crew members are all seated in folding chairs, facing towards a giant projector screen and an angry Marty Donovan.)
Marty: I should be up here congratulating you all on a well won race.However, something terrible has since happened. It regards my leftovers from the Red Robin victory party. I remember cautiously putting them away last night, those 23 fries with 2 oz of ketchup. I kissed each one and promised to greet them in the morning.
(Marty presses the button on a presentation remote. The screen behind him shows a photo of the inside of the staff fridge.)
Marty: Look with your own eyes. There are now 18 fries and 1.4 oz of ketchup. Would anyone care to guess the topic of this meeting?
(Olivia, putting to use her newly won title of teacher’s pet, raises a hand.)
Ollie: Break room etiquette.
Marty: Espionage!
Ollie: Espionage?
Marty: Yesterday we dominated at the qualifier. Ollie could barely even see the second place car in her rear view mirror.
Ollie: Actually, it was a photo finish.
Marty: Imagine the anger and jealousy the others felt as Lighting McQueen lapped them. The CARnie BARnie has been raised and they’ll never taste victory again.
Ollie: Marty, it was a photo finish.
Marty: They have no choice, but to resort to spying. Our location is a security nightmare too. This is Disney World! Any hobo can stumble in and book a room at the Grand Floridian Villas for a measly 900 bucks.
Ollie: So you think our competitors broke in to steal your fries?
George: Makes sense to me.
(The camera zooms in on George. There is ketchup on his face.)
Marty: We will have to be more careful than ever. I’ve prepared an educational piece on corporate espionage. Roll the footage.
( Marty steps to the side as the lights in the room dim. Ollie whispers to George.)
Ollie: They made us watch so many bad training videos in Disney College. Hopefully this one is pretty quick and painless.
(A white dot glides across the black screen. The circle changes into the barrel of a gun as Roger Moore walks by in a tuxedo. He suddenly turns towards the camera and fires his Walther PPK.The screen becomes red as the James Bond anthem blares.)
Ollie: Oh no.
( The camera pans up to a clock on the wall. The shot fades to the same clock an hour and 45 minutes later. The movie is still going strong as Roger Moore runs through the Moonraker space station. Two armies of floating astronauts fire laser rifles at each other. Ollie scrolls through her phone as George watches with his arms crossed, offended.)
George: What year was this made?
Ollie: 1979.
George: Guess my check got lost in the mail.
( Olivia sits on a bed in a tiny room, wearing shorts and a Fleetwood Mac Rumors t-shirt. She is eating microwave ramen while having to shoo away four cats. The desk fan makes no difference to the sweltering heat. Her roommates can be heard screaming at each other through the wall.)
Ollie: They could have both been done with the shower by now if they would just stop arguing.
(The cellphone on her bed vibrates. Olivia checks the message and shakes her head.)
Ollie: Poor Marty. He’s so paranoid about spies that he actually made a website. People can anonymously post if they see the other teams at Disney World. Marty will then go wherever it says, no questions asked! What a…
(Ollie goes silent, wheels spinning, before her eyes widen.)
Ollie: CATCH!
( Olivia leaps off her bed and tosses the ramen bowl to the camera man. He is suddenly swarmed by cats and the camera drops to the floor. In the background we see Olivia with her shirt pulled over her head, sprinting down the hall.)
Ollie: I NEED THE SHOWER RIGHT NOW!
(The shot changes to outside the Port Orleans Resort. Marty Donovan, wearing a white suit jacket with a black dress shirt and pants, checks his watch nervously. A free nighttime screening of Frozen plays for hotel guests by the pool. Love Is An Open Door is heard as Olivia, who is now all dolled up and wearing a black cocktail dress, walks into frame.)
Marty: Olivia! Thanks for coming on short notice. You’ll never believe it. I just received a tip that someone spotted…TINTO!
(Olivia fakes shock.)
Ollie: Not Tinto!
Marty: MOTHER’s motherless motherfudger! It gets worse! He has a reservation at the Bull & Bear.
(Olivia puts her hands to her face, pretending to be horrified, and looks into the camera.)
Ollie: You mean the swankiest steakhouse in all of Disney?
Marty: Yes! Spying is one thing, but to actually believe he has the je ne sais quoi required for epicurean delights? What a little punk!
Ollie: We’ll just have to go there ourselves.
Marty: Exactly, we’ll pose as a couple on a date and then jump him. Lose the heels. We need to run.
Ollie: I know something faster!
( The shot cuts to a romantic carriage ride by the French Quarter’s river. Olivia has wrapped herself around Marty’s arm and rests her head on his shoulder. Marty frantically scans the horizon for any sign of the orphan. We cut to George Lucas sitting at a desk with a phone in his hand.)
George: Steven, my brother! I need some dirt on this Bad To The Bone team. Apparently they are the ones to beat. If anybody knows dinos it is you. Come on! You owe me this! I pretended to like that Ready Player One garbage!
(George slams down the phone in anger. We see Marty and Ollie strolling around the French pavilion at EPCOT, admiring the beautiful architecture and topiary.)
Ollie: Paris is so romantic at night. Look, that hedge is shaped like Lumière.
Marty: It is amazing they can train them to grow like that. Anyway, no sign of the little spy anywhere. I’m going to head home.
(Marty begins to walk off without even a goodbye. Olivia reaches into her purse and pulls out a crumpled wrapper. She drops it on the pavement.)
Ollie: Hey! What is that there?
(Marty crouches to the ground, picking up the garbage and sniffing it.)
Marty: A baconator and it is still warm!
Ollie: We must be on the right trail.
Marty: Why run, Tinto? You'll just die tired.
(Grinning, Marty stands back up and locks hands with Olivia. They head off towards a giant fountain. We cut to George eating stolen fries and watching a hologram simulation of the next CAR race. He shakes his head as Lighting McQueen drives into a sinkhole.)
George: I don't care what universe you're from, that's got to hurt!
(We see Marty and Olivia, dining in a fancy restaurant that overlooks a golf course. Marty is quite drunk on wine.)
Marty: You're so good to me, Ollie. You have no idea how awful wrestling is. Last month I had to team with a spoiled brat that I don’t trust one bit against two guys that don’t trust each other at all. The business is full of backstabbing snakes and you never know who to believe.
(Marty points his fork at Olivia proudly.)
Marty: I don't have to worry about any of that with you. Old honest Ollie! I feel so at ease when we're at the park. You're one of my good friends and would never do anything to hurt me.
(Marty thinks for a second.)
Marty: Actually, you're my only friend.
(Olivia lowers her head in guilt, as she fights back tears.)
Ollie: I'm sorry. I never should have done this.
Marty: What do you mean?
Ollie: Tinto wasn’t here. I wrote the tip. It was a dirty trick, but I just wanted to spend some time alone with you, away from George Lucas. Wow, that was a weird sentence. It was a selfish thing to do. Please don’t hate me.
(Marty laughs as if she just told a joke.)
Marty: You don’t have to fib to spare my feelings. I can admit I was bested today. The little orphan was always one step ahead.
Ollie: Martin, listen to me. Tinto was never here. I lied.
Marty: Explain that?
(Marty points to a framed photo on the wall. It shows Tinto in a stylish tuxedo on the balcony. He is raising a champagne glass of BANG towards the camera as fireworks go off in the background. It is signed "To My friends at B&B! Rip & tear those ribeyes!" The dots of the i's are replaced with stylish Lost Souls. Olivia's jaw drops.)
Ollie: No way.
Marty: I was wrong about that kid. He has a real joie de vivre. No point running around trying to catch every spy. As long as you're driving, I know Reedy Creek Racing will do great.
( Olivia hugs Marty as the camera pans over to the restaurant entrance. George Lucas is arguing with the hostess.)
George: What do you mean I’m not dressed appropriately? Look at these skechers. They are snow white!
Hostess: We ask that all guests wear attire worthy of our sophisticated aesthetic.
George: Don’t you dare lecture me about sophisticated aesthetics. I made cloud city!
(The shot fades out as George storms away mad.)
Marty: I should be up here congratulating you all on a well won race.However, something terrible has since happened. It regards my leftovers from the Red Robin victory party. I remember cautiously putting them away last night, those 23 fries with 2 oz of ketchup. I kissed each one and promised to greet them in the morning.
(Marty presses the button on a presentation remote. The screen behind him shows a photo of the inside of the staff fridge.)
Marty: Look with your own eyes. There are now 18 fries and 1.4 oz of ketchup. Would anyone care to guess the topic of this meeting?
(Olivia, putting to use her newly won title of teacher’s pet, raises a hand.)
Ollie: Break room etiquette.
Marty: Espionage!
Ollie: Espionage?
Marty: Yesterday we dominated at the qualifier. Ollie could barely even see the second place car in her rear view mirror.
Ollie: Actually, it was a photo finish.
Marty: Imagine the anger and jealousy the others felt as Lighting McQueen lapped them. The CARnie BARnie has been raised and they’ll never taste victory again.
Ollie: Marty, it was a photo finish.
Marty: They have no choice, but to resort to spying. Our location is a security nightmare too. This is Disney World! Any hobo can stumble in and book a room at the Grand Floridian Villas for a measly 900 bucks.
Ollie: So you think our competitors broke in to steal your fries?
George: Makes sense to me.
(The camera zooms in on George. There is ketchup on his face.)
Marty: We will have to be more careful than ever. I’ve prepared an educational piece on corporate espionage. Roll the footage.
( Marty steps to the side as the lights in the room dim. Ollie whispers to George.)
Ollie: They made us watch so many bad training videos in Disney College. Hopefully this one is pretty quick and painless.
(A white dot glides across the black screen. The circle changes into the barrel of a gun as Roger Moore walks by in a tuxedo. He suddenly turns towards the camera and fires his Walther PPK.The screen becomes red as the James Bond anthem blares.)
Ollie: Oh no.
( The camera pans up to a clock on the wall. The shot fades to the same clock an hour and 45 minutes later. The movie is still going strong as Roger Moore runs through the Moonraker space station. Two armies of floating astronauts fire laser rifles at each other. Ollie scrolls through her phone as George watches with his arms crossed, offended.)
George: What year was this made?
Ollie: 1979.
George: Guess my check got lost in the mail.
( Olivia sits on a bed in a tiny room, wearing shorts and a Fleetwood Mac Rumors t-shirt. She is eating microwave ramen while having to shoo away four cats. The desk fan makes no difference to the sweltering heat. Her roommates can be heard screaming at each other through the wall.)
Ollie: They could have both been done with the shower by now if they would just stop arguing.
(The cellphone on her bed vibrates. Olivia checks the message and shakes her head.)
Ollie: Poor Marty. He’s so paranoid about spies that he actually made a website. People can anonymously post if they see the other teams at Disney World. Marty will then go wherever it says, no questions asked! What a…
(Ollie goes silent, wheels spinning, before her eyes widen.)
Ollie: CATCH!
( Olivia leaps off her bed and tosses the ramen bowl to the camera man. He is suddenly swarmed by cats and the camera drops to the floor. In the background we see Olivia with her shirt pulled over her head, sprinting down the hall.)
Ollie: I NEED THE SHOWER RIGHT NOW!
(The shot changes to outside the Port Orleans Resort. Marty Donovan, wearing a white suit jacket with a black dress shirt and pants, checks his watch nervously. A free nighttime screening of Frozen plays for hotel guests by the pool. Love Is An Open Door is heard as Olivia, who is now all dolled up and wearing a black cocktail dress, walks into frame.)
Marty: Olivia! Thanks for coming on short notice. You’ll never believe it. I just received a tip that someone spotted…TINTO!
(Olivia fakes shock.)
Ollie: Not Tinto!
Marty: MOTHER’s motherless motherfudger! It gets worse! He has a reservation at the Bull & Bear.
(Olivia puts her hands to her face, pretending to be horrified, and looks into the camera.)
Ollie: You mean the swankiest steakhouse in all of Disney?
Marty: Yes! Spying is one thing, but to actually believe he has the je ne sais quoi required for epicurean delights? What a little punk!
Ollie: We’ll just have to go there ourselves.
Marty: Exactly, we’ll pose as a couple on a date and then jump him. Lose the heels. We need to run.
Ollie: I know something faster!
( The shot cuts to a romantic carriage ride by the French Quarter’s river. Olivia has wrapped herself around Marty’s arm and rests her head on his shoulder. Marty frantically scans the horizon for any sign of the orphan. We cut to George Lucas sitting at a desk with a phone in his hand.)
George: Steven, my brother! I need some dirt on this Bad To The Bone team. Apparently they are the ones to beat. If anybody knows dinos it is you. Come on! You owe me this! I pretended to like that Ready Player One garbage!
(George slams down the phone in anger. We see Marty and Ollie strolling around the French pavilion at EPCOT, admiring the beautiful architecture and topiary.)
Ollie: Paris is so romantic at night. Look, that hedge is shaped like Lumière.
Marty: It is amazing they can train them to grow like that. Anyway, no sign of the little spy anywhere. I’m going to head home.
(Marty begins to walk off without even a goodbye. Olivia reaches into her purse and pulls out a crumpled wrapper. She drops it on the pavement.)
Ollie: Hey! What is that there?
(Marty crouches to the ground, picking up the garbage and sniffing it.)
Marty: A baconator and it is still warm!
Ollie: We must be on the right trail.
Marty: Why run, Tinto? You'll just die tired.
(Grinning, Marty stands back up and locks hands with Olivia. They head off towards a giant fountain. We cut to George eating stolen fries and watching a hologram simulation of the next CAR race. He shakes his head as Lighting McQueen drives into a sinkhole.)
George: I don't care what universe you're from, that's got to hurt!
(We see Marty and Olivia, dining in a fancy restaurant that overlooks a golf course. Marty is quite drunk on wine.)
Marty: You're so good to me, Ollie. You have no idea how awful wrestling is. Last month I had to team with a spoiled brat that I don’t trust one bit against two guys that don’t trust each other at all. The business is full of backstabbing snakes and you never know who to believe.
(Marty points his fork at Olivia proudly.)
Marty: I don't have to worry about any of that with you. Old honest Ollie! I feel so at ease when we're at the park. You're one of my good friends and would never do anything to hurt me.
(Marty thinks for a second.)
Marty: Actually, you're my only friend.
(Olivia lowers her head in guilt, as she fights back tears.)
Ollie: I'm sorry. I never should have done this.
Marty: What do you mean?
Ollie: Tinto wasn’t here. I wrote the tip. It was a dirty trick, but I just wanted to spend some time alone with you, away from George Lucas. Wow, that was a weird sentence. It was a selfish thing to do. Please don’t hate me.
(Marty laughs as if she just told a joke.)
Marty: You don’t have to fib to spare my feelings. I can admit I was bested today. The little orphan was always one step ahead.
Ollie: Martin, listen to me. Tinto was never here. I lied.
Marty: Explain that?
(Marty points to a framed photo on the wall. It shows Tinto in a stylish tuxedo on the balcony. He is raising a champagne glass of BANG towards the camera as fireworks go off in the background. It is signed "To My friends at B&B! Rip & tear those ribeyes!" The dots of the i's are replaced with stylish Lost Souls. Olivia's jaw drops.)
Ollie: No way.
Marty: I was wrong about that kid. He has a real joie de vivre. No point running around trying to catch every spy. As long as you're driving, I know Reedy Creek Racing will do great.
( Olivia hugs Marty as the camera pans over to the restaurant entrance. George Lucas is arguing with the hostess.)
George: What do you mean I’m not dressed appropriately? Look at these skechers. They are snow white!
Hostess: We ask that all guests wear attire worthy of our sophisticated aesthetic.
George: Don’t you dare lecture me about sophisticated aesthetics. I made cloud city!
(The shot fades out as George storms away mad.)