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Excerpt from ”Intensifying Hearts & Dreams” – season 17, episode 59

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Int: Location unknown, Pastor Jing’s auditing chamber

MARCIA is sitting despondently on the edge of a divan. Long time no see, MARCIA! She seems as scattered as ever, and is nervously looking around the small room, waiting for someone. There is a chair for a practitioner to sit in as well as a small table with a glass of water and an e-meter. MARCIA jumps, startled, when PASTOR JING suddenly enters. The PASTOR strides purposefully over to his chair, all the while scanning a folder held in his hand. He addresses his patient nonchalantly, without meeting her pleading gaze.

PASTOR JING

Right, MARCIA WILKINSON. You are troubled by memories of trauma sustained at the Gastronomy Institute and have been under the wicked influence of psychiatry. Is that correct?

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Excerpt from ”Intensifying Hearts & Dreams” – season 17, episode 53

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Int: The Gastronomy Institute, café

MADAME MORGANNA is sitting by herself at a table for two. The Institute’s lobby is mostly abandoned and she is alone in the café but for one of her tame peacocks, curled up by her feet.

MADAME MORGANNA

Enemy territory once more after all these years… Who would have thought it possible?

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Excerpt from “Intensifying Hearts & Dreams” – season 17, episode 49

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Int: the Intensifying Heart Club, wine lounge

DADDY, DR. ADAMSON and POLLYANNA are seated at a small table, sipping from glasses of expensive red wine. The table is covered by pieces of money and scattered paperwork.

DR. ADAMSON

So let’s run through this one more time. The Club is losing business, we’ve lost what little influence we had at the Committee, and now you’ve recieved an e-mail from FRANK. Is that the gist of it?

 

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Excerpt from “Intensifying Hearts & Dreams” – season 17, episode 39

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Int: The Intensifying Heart Club, at a table in the VIP section

DADDY and NICKY are seated at the table, opposite two empty chairs. DADDY is speaking on the phone with DR. ADAMSON.

DADDY

Yes, got it. All right, see you in a few.

 

He hangs up.

DADDY

They got a bit jammed in traffic, but they’ll be here in ten minutes or so.

 

NICKY

It will have to do, I suppose. Certainly in my time we kept our appointments, and even all these years later I’m still very cautious around this supposed doctor “friend” of yours. Also, what kind of waiters do you employ here? How long am I supposed to wait for a simple drink? Continue reading →

Excerpt from “Intensifying Hearts & Dreams” – season 17, episode 35

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Int: The Mayor’s Munch House, command central

THE MAYOR is sitting at a desk, speaking on the phone with an unheard, unknown individual. PAULETTE is sitting to his left, at a makeup table in the corner of the room. Her face is turned away from the camera. Her eyepatch is off and we can vaguely see a strange green glow in the mirror, coming from the right side of her face. To THE MAYOR’s right, there is a scrying pool of greenish, magical water.

THE MAYOR

Right, well, I is gonna have ta thank yez once again, pardner! This was a really great idea. The auditing of the Gastronomy Institute is the perfect opportunity to step up one’s ambitions – with that slippery cactus ADAMSON busy, the Intensifying Heart Club is in an unusually vulnerable position. Yes, they have been working out real good! They sure done did the job. Didn’t they, PAULETTE?? Continue reading →

Excerpt from ”Modern Love” – season 376, episode 44,257

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Int: The Crystal Palace, tickle chamber

PENELOPE is sitting at the lab table reading documents pertaining to marine biology, a bucket of multicoloured, gyrating tentacles by her side. She furrows her brow in contemplation of these difficult matters. LEO enters from the Yellow Gardens with a tray of new samples, which wriggle about sleepily. They have the build of large shrimp, but the texture of salmon and each has a beak, a horn and a pair of vestigal wings.

LEO

Latest haul from PROFESSOR SPECTRE. Do you have time to take a look at these?
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Excerpt from “Intensifying Hearts & Dreams” – season 16, episode 9

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Int: the Gastronomy Institute, seclusion chamber.

FRANK is in the room, alone. He is sitting in a special chair, his limp frame propped up by various wires and contraptions. The chair sits inside a complex, oval MEDICAL POD that monitors his existence. FRANK’s mind is connected to gastronomical devices through a tube sticking out of his brain stem. His hands are bandaged, his skin is pale, and his eyes are completely white. He sings-

FRANK

Ho hum, diddle and dumb –

Singing a soong in a hospital roongm –

Where is the future, where is the past? –

Have the vultures made off with my mystical staff? –

Staff in the sense of personnel, you see –

Not a magic cane that could delight you and me.

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