Wikihood/eps/1

Summary

Oh, not again.

Transcript

{Open to a long, sweeping shot of an unnamed town set to light classical music. The camera pans up to the clear, blue sky. A distant plane flies across the screen from right to left, and the series name fades in in large, white block letters.

{As the title fades, cut to a slow, panning close up of the plane, where we see various passengers through the windows. Opening titles play along the bottom of the screen.}

{Cut to inside the plane. A dolly shot takes the camera down the aisle. Flight attendants check with passengers, babies cry, etc. The camera reaches a door marked "First Class," which opens to let the camera continue through. Eventually, the camera passes a booth filled with smoke.}

{Cut to a shot inside the smoke. Coughing his lungs up, Jules Rosenberg tries to clear the smoke with his hand, revealing himself and his father, Frank Rosenberg, who is happily puffing on a cigar.}

JULES ROSENBERG: Fuck, dad! Can't you slow down on the cigars for a little while, man?

FRANK ROSENBERG: {points at Jules} Don't talk to your father like that.

JULES: {groans} This sucks. I'm outta here.

{Jules exits the booth.}

FRANK: Yeah, fine. Just don't try to jump out of the plane again.

JULES: {offscreen} That was one time!

{The camera pans out with Jules, before leaving him momentarily to pan over another booth. Two men in flashy clothes sit at a booth, eating a plate of bratwurst as they look over the window. There's three cups at the booth, as they chat peacefully. Soon, however, the peace is broken as their traveling companion rejoins them, the short Italian sitting next to one of them, as he begins rolling up a blunt.}

DANNY: Ya know, they call it the 'Oceanic Flight 420', but it doesn't even cross over the ocean! It's entirely a continental flight! At least the 420's accurate.

ROY: Danny, please, please don't smoke that next to me. I'll inhale the second hand smoke an-

DANNY: Roy, shut the fuck up. This is a free country. I can smoke wherever I want!

{The other man pauses from his bratwurst to make a short quip, going back to eating once he's done.}

SIEGFRIED: Actually, marijuana's illegal, Danny.

DANNY: Yeah, yeah, whatever, Siegfried. Look, let's just sit down and relax. We'll be back in New York soon. What's the worst that could happen, Roy gets second-hand lung cancer?

ROY: Yes.

DANNY: Shut the fuck up, Roy!

{The camera eventually pans away from the group, panning to a tall bald man who looks as if he could snap at any minute, but he never does, and a red haired chick with fancy red clothing.}

LEIGH: I wonder how my brother is doing.

{Cut to a man with flowing brown hair who looks not unlike Leigh in a nice suit, dancing in a night club. Cut back to the duo}

MADELYN: Probably boring legal work...

{Pan over to a gorilla, dressed in khaki shorts and a Hawaiian t-shirt. He is listening to music on his walkman while doing a crossword. He is singing along.}

BRUCE: I bless the rains down in Afffff-riiii-caaaaaaaa~

LEIGH: {yelling offscreen} Toto sucks!

BRUCE: You suck!

{Leigh sucks. Toto is awesome}

{Bruce's booth suddenly has another person in it, sitting next to him by the window. The masked creature glances briefly at the crossword, before glancing at the window, before speaking without any identifying gender or inflection to their voice.}

GOD COMPLEX: 7 across, gazebo.

{Bruce concentrates on that part of the crossword before writing it down.}

BRUCE: Strewth, that's it! Thanks, man!

{Bruce smiles at God Complex, before looking puzzled.}

BRUCE: Wait, were ya sittin' there a minute ago?