(Please note, the following recap is for real and NOT A META TRICK. You can take this recap at face value.
Again, this is for real.)
(Please note, the following recap is for real and NOT A META TRICK. You can take this recap at face value.
Again, this is for real.)
Int: The Intensifying Heart Club, at a table in the VIP section
DADDY, ANGÉL GABRIÉL and SALINA are seated at the table, eating luxurious jumbo shrimps and lobsters.
DADDY
Well, then. Shall we just wait for FRANK before we order dessert?
SALINA
Sir… I’ve been wanting to say something for a while. Why… Why aren’t we trying to reaquire our pristine baybee? Isn’t that important at all to FRANK? I don’t know why I should have to lend him my body all the time. I know we messed up, but that isn’t the baybee’s fault. I kind of miss it…
ANGÉL
Sweet heart, what did we say about questioning FRANK?
Int: Doomtown Luxury Towers, NICKY’s apartment
NICKY is pacing around the luxurious rooms, getting ready for a productive day of thoroughly nasty scheming. The kidnapped baybee lies on its back, being changed, powdered and having make-up applied by an advanced NannyBot™.
NICKY
Sweet baybee… Today will be the beginning of the end for your father’s employer. My ambitions are reaching their boiling point. My final victory is nearing.
Ext: hill at the edge of Doomtown
Sunset. Two MYSTERY MASKS are sitting next to each other, looking serenely at the town during a break in their duties.
MYSTERY MASK NO. 28B
Man oh man… It’s getting crazier and crazier up in here. As if the whole mess surrounding FRANK‘s funeral wasn’t enough, with the drunken fist fight that erupted at the reception between THE MAYOR and ANGÉL GABRIÉL… Now we got ghost trees and weird-ass pianos popping into existence all over the place?
Chapter 21
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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?
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?
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?
Int: Location unknown, the Committee conference chamber
Members of the Committee and various invited guests from other organisations are gathered around the conference table. STERN SPICE is speaking on the phone with wait sorry never mind. Continue reading
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