Mary-Kate challenges Bodyguard to some 1am Pictionary.
By Elaine Carroll & Sam Reich
INT. APARTMENT - NIGHT
MARY-KATE knocks on BODYGUARD's door. He answers.
She's holding an iPad.
Mary-Kate was taken. I'm
What's going on?
(holding up iPad)
You haven't responded to my Draw
Yeah, it's like Pictionary but it's
more fun because you're alone and
you can take Facebook breaks.
If I guess the word, will you go
Cross my heart and hope to die,
stick a needle in my arm-
-stick a daaagaaah...
Bodyguard takes Mary-Kate's iPad.
First you watch me draw!
Throughout the following, we cut back and forth between
Mary-Kate and her corresponding drawings on the iPad
screen. First, we see a bunch of red scribbles one after
Is the word "red"?
No, silly. I'm just auditioning
swatches. I bought the thousand
dollar infrared package, including
subtle variants indistinguishable
to the human eye. That's infrared
4. 7. 12. 4 again.
Can I speed this up?
No! Isn't it fun? Okay, so, now I
tried to erase around the red to
make a circle... but then I gave
up. So then I tried to make a
circle out of red... but then I
gave up. And then I almost had
it, but then Comet jumped on me.
And then I tried to draw Comet...
but then I gave up.
Is the word "cat"?
No. So then I lost my train of
thought and started to make a task
list for tomorrow. So I wrote
"TASK LIST," but I didn't like the
red. So then I tried out more reds
for a while, but I didn't like any
of them, so I wrote "Buy more
Why is it stopped?
This is when I got tired of drawing
and took a car service over to
Banksy's apartment, where he did
this beautiful rendition of a boy
and balloon. But then I erased it,
because I had forgotten to tell him
the word. It's a shame, but that's
street art for you.
Bodyguard stares at her.
So then, on the way home, I
accidentally pocket-drew for a
while. And then I thought I saw
Jesus in the pocket-drawing, so I
called over a priest and traced it
for him. But the priest said he
saw a hotdog on a stick, and he
traced that for me. And then I had
a crisis of faith in which I thought
hotdogs were God, and I tried to
draw a tribute in which the whole
world was bent over in worship of an
Oscar Myer wiener, but then I gave
up and just wrote the word. It's
Yay, you got it! Your turn.
Bodyguard quickly draws and turns the iPad around. It's
clearly a flower.