Bože pravde (Mouse Party Ad)
Jul 18, 2023 19:30:32 GMT -5
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Post by Visit Neom on Jul 18, 2023 19:30:32 GMT -5
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Disney’s Contemporary Resort
Disney’s Contemporary Resort
Walt Disney World
The shot fades up on the Reedy Creek Romantics and the littlest Carnie enjoying a buffet breakfast. Somewhere Lord Dominicus is screaming about collusion. Tinto watches in awe as a monorail soars through the lobby.
Tinto:
Mister Marty, can you order them to let me drive the monorail?
Marty:
Not happening.
Tinto:
But I ate all my breakfast!
Marty:
That isn’t the problem.
Tinto:
Are you not famous enough?
Ollie laughs while Marty pouts.
Marty:
Tinto, I’m just about the most famous guy in the world.
Tinto:
Does the conductor not respect you?
Marty glares at Ollie until she stops snickering.
Marty:
Everyone respects me. The problem is you’re seven.
Tinto:
Not for much longer!
Ollie:
When is your birthday, sweetie?
Tinto:
August 30th.
Ollie shrieks out loud and flails, knocking over a glass of orange juice. Marty fumbles to clean up the mess that has spilled all over his expensive pants. Ollie doesn’t even notice.
Ollie:
Did you hear what he said?!?
Marty:
Yeah and I don’t care.
Ollie:
Tinto, you were born the same day as Marty.
Tinto:
Wow! Mister Marty, do you want to have a birthday party with me?
Olivia starts hyperventilating from the adorable question. An indifferent Marty dumps out a silverware bag and hands it to her.
Marty:
Breath into this. Ollie, breath. Olivia! Calm down!
Ollie:
OF COURSE, TINTO! YOU GUYS CAN WEAR MATCHING OUTFITS! WE WILL DO A CAKE PHOTOSHOOT! STOP! I AM GOING TO DIE FROM THE CUTENESS OF IT ALL!
Marty:
I should have just let him hijack the monorail…
Tinto:
How about a wrestling party with matches here at Disney World?
Marty:
Do you have any idea how much work goes into running a show? I'm way too busy.
Tinto:
I get it. Not everybody has the business IQ of Cross Recoba.
Marty slams down a pad of paper and pen on the table.
Marty:
Repeat after me: I RESPECT YOU BOOKER DONOVAN!
Ollie:
You know what would be fun? A Kiss cam!
Tinto:
We should have a big rumble match on top of Rapunzel’s tower. There can be a slow motion camera to watch the losers go splat on the concrete.
Marty:
How about we throw them into the Seven Seas Lagoon instead?
Tinto:
Is that deadly?
Marty:
Not recently.
Ollie:
I bet there will be some people in the crowd who aren’t crazy about wrestling that would still enjoy a kiss cam.
Tinto:
Mister Marty needs to book all of the controversial superstars my dearly departed mother never let me enjoy.
Marty:
Okay, you mean like Poena?
Tinto:
I want Prince.
There is an awkward pause.
Marty:
Maybe Natasha will agree to ride out on a purple Hondamatic.
Ollie:
It would just be a light-hearted diversion from the fighting. Lots of women dream about kissing a total hunk while an arena cheers on.
Tinto:
The main event should be a hell in a cell with you against my favorite Disney Princess!
Marty:
Which one is that?
Tinto:
The most dangerous one of them all. The Disney princess that always leaves Mister Marty trembling in his Buzz Lightyear boots.
Marty chuckles.
Marty:
I know exactly who you’re talking about and they don’t scare me at all. The match is on!
Tinto's jaw drops in excited disbelief. He runs off to the buffet station singing.
“Bože pravde, ti što spase od propasti dosad nas!”
Marty shakes his head and turns to Ollie.
Marty:
He clearly means the Xenemorph Queen from Aliens. We’ll stick Dana in a costume.
Ollie:
What is that song he’s singing?
Marty:
Something from Anastasia probably.
Tinto holds up a plate of Mickey waffles and Marty gives a thumbs up. The little orphan then stabs a knife into the cartoon food's face. The shot fades out on a concerned Marty.