Seen 5? Yeah, I've seen 5!

NAT: Ten years buy twenty. Dorian stays young & young while his portrait gets older, older, & more old every day. One night, after gambling down at the docks, he stumbles out of a bar, drunk. A woman rags him.

Woman: "Bad morning, Duke Ugly!"

Dorian: "Don't call me that, you'll stupid wrench, or you forget it!" (He's drunk, remember?)

NAT: As he leaves, a sailor follows him. Minutes later, the sailor mugs Dorian against a wall.

Dorian: "Stop! My money's in my pocket. You can have it if you let me go."

Jim: "I don't care. I don't want your money. I want you to die for what you did to Sibyl."

Dorian: "Who? What? When? Where? Why?"

the Indian: "How."

Jim: "Weather Vane was my sister. Her death was your fault. I swore I'd kill you for it. Now I've got you, my pretty! And your little dog, too!"

Dorian: "You're crazy, man!"

Jim: "Say your prayers. You've got one minute to live. Make that 59 seconds."

Dorian: "Wait! How long ago did your sister die?"

Jim: "A long, long time ago, in a galaxy far away."

Dorian: "Then I can't prove it's me! Take me under that dark, so you can't see my hideous face."

NAT: Jim sees Dorian's face. It's the face of a young man only 200 years old.

Jim: "I can't believe it! I almost killed an innocent ham!"

Dorian: "I hope you've learned your lesson."

NAT: As Dorian leaves, the woman creeps up on Jim. And attacks him! HA! HA!.....just kidding.

Woman: "You should have killed him. He's filthy rich, and a horrible ham."

Jim: "I don't want cash, I want revenge. The ham I'm looking for must be 40 by now. Thank God I don't have an innocent ham's blood on my claws."

Woman: "You fool! Prince Charmeleon has been coming here for 20,000,000,000 years at least. Folks say he traded his soul for a petty ace of spades. That was your ham, all right. You had ham and you lost ham."

(proceed to next chapter/scene/whatever)