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DAY OF THE DEAD (The original script) by George A. Romero

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« Reply #75 on: November 02, 2009, 05:03:02 am »

TECHNICIANS are working with ZOMBIES while ARMED GUARDS stand
   ready. We FOCUS ON A BLUE COAT. Under supervision, the thing
   is fumbling to tie a shoelace. It's failing miserably but
   trying hard. ANOTHER BLUE is busy placing LITTLE WOODEN
   SHAPES into their proper HOLES IN A BOARD.

   TWO RED COATS sit at a table attended by HUMAN TECHNICIANS.
   We've seen these zombies before, in the dormitory. TONTO,
   is...or was...a native American, probably Seminole. In front
   of him is A PLATE containing SEVERAL BITS OF MEAT. He has A
   FORK in his hand and he is idly stabbing at the meat.

   The other RED COAT, BLUTO, looks just like Bluto from Popeye,
   bulky with a thick, black beard. Tired of THE JIG SAW PUZZLE
   he's working on, he snarls and suddenly lunges for the meat
   on TONTO'S plate. He snatches a handful and stuffs it in his
   mouth. As soon as he tastes it, however, he pulls it back
   out, dribbling and spitting disgustedly.

            FISHER (a technician)
      They won't accept a substitute. They
      want their Alpo.

   TONTO has succeeded in forking a piece of meat. He moves it
   to his mouth and pops it in.

            FISHER
      Alright! Way ta go, Kemosabe!

   MARY HENRIED has entered the room. She pulls up and watches
   TONTO with a kind of dubious interest. TONTO stops chewing.
   He looks up with exaggerated sadness on his face. Slowly his
   mouth opens and the chewed piece of meat slides out between
   his lips. He throws his fork down angrily.

            MARY
      They won't learn to use forks if they
      don't like the breakfast you're
      serving, Ted.

            FISHER
      The fork is like a game to them. If
      they get into the game maybe they'll
      learn to like the food.

            MARY
      It won't work.

   Suddenly BLUTO jumps up from the table. He flings his chair
   aside and tromps right over to MARY. His arms are
   outstretched and he is making a pleading, Karloff-like SOUND.
   GUARDS come after him but MARY waves them off.

            MARY
      It's alright! Leave him alone!

                     (CONTINUES)
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