Don't give in to Shakespeer-pressure.
By Owen Parsons & Brian Murphy
INT. DESK AREA
MURPH walks over to OWEN's desk.
Hey O-Dogg, good job in the pitch
meeting. I really hope they
greenlight your parody of the thong
Yeah, I figured bong and thong
rhymed so, why not? I dunno, it's
Owen turns back to his computer. Murph grabs his arm.
No, Owen, you're really good. Ya
know, you could be the head of this
department. I mean, if anything
happened to Sam.
We see SAM talking to SOMEONE.
Well, thanks. But, uh, Sam's the
boss! Ya know?
Should he be?
Tense piano music builds. Owen looks uneasy, Murph gets
Sam's good, but he's soft. These
writers need a kick in the ass. And
from where I'm standing, you're
wearing the right boots.
Murph gets right in his face.
This company needs new blood. Your
blood. But first you must spill,
Long, tense beat. Owen considers it. Music crescendos then
cuts out. Owen breaks.
Aw, come on, man! You're Lady
Hey, worth a shot, right?
Yeah, that was good.
That was damn good.
Tense piano music comes back. Murph is taken aback.
Really? You think so?
Owen stands up and walks to Murph. Murph slowly backs up.
You're a fine actor, Murph. You've
got range. Weird that Sam would
keep casting you as a screaming
idiot when you're so good at
I know, right?
Yeah, people like Sam are always
going to try and keep you down but
the world is full of opportunities
for a man like you. For a man who
does what needs to be done.
Owen gets up in his face, then drops a dagger on the floor.
Murph looks at it.
They stare for a long beat. Music crescendos then cuts out.
You can not Lady Macbeth the Lady
Aw, I almost had you! Was it the
dagger? Was it too much?
It was a little too much.
Damn, you're quick.
Very quick. The way you figured me
out like that.
Music comes back.
Well it wasn't easy.
You were very convincing.
A second track of music begins and plays over the other one.
They get up in each other's faces.
You're right. Some would say my
plan was Murph-esque in its genius.
Too bad Sam wouldn't see it that
Sam, of course, being the cause of
all your problems.
Problems that need to be solved.
Solved with murd-
Murph kisses Owen. Music cuts out.
No! What are you doing?
I was Lady Macbething you.
No, we were Lady Macbething each
other and then you kissed me.
Lady Macbeth kisses Mr. Macbeth all
Oh. Yeah, I guess you're right.
MURPH / OWEN
I mean, they're married so- / Taps
that ass pretty hard in Act 3.
Awkward beat. They lunge and kiss again. Suddenly, Murph
DUDE YOU STABBED ME!
You just got Lady Macbeth'd, son!
That doesn't happen in the play!
I've never read Mr. Macbeth!