(ESTABLISHING SHOT: The Middleton Mall)
(Cut to a store: Slipped Disc)
(Cut to the interior. RON and JILL are listening to music samples at listening stations. They listen for a little bit [RON to "Dazed and Confused" by Led Zeppelin, and Jill to "Clerks" by Love Among Freaks]. When their songs are finished, they put the headphones abound their necks)
RON: Man, this is awesome! How long have they had these?
JILL: I don't know. They're pretty new.
RON: Cool. Wonder why they did it?
JILL: Probably to get people to stop trading.
RON: Trading?
JILL: You know. Music files.
RON: Oh. So how does this help the music industry in its efforts to quash sharing music files?
JILL: I guess the idea is that people will be able to listen to samples of different artists, find what they like, and buy the CD.
RON: I don't get it. How does it help, though? I mean, number one: why would people spend however long it takes to get to a mall to listen to ten second clips of a song when they would just stay at home and get the full song? Number two: Wouldn't people hear the music here, decide they like it, then go home and download it on their music sharing programs?
JILL: Yeah, I guess so. Eh, the whole case is full of flaws. The facts just don't add up for either argument.
RON: I guess we'll never see an end to it.
JILL: Yeah.
(JILL flips through a few albums)
RON: Anything else good in there?
JILL: Nah. Lot of pop.
RON: Man, pop is so week. When will it stop?
JILL: When people realize that they're not listening to music. Or that the people signing can't sing.
RON: You don't think these people can sing?
JILL: No, not really. They're idols, not musicians. Like my friend Nikki said, pop musicians are like may flies. They're popular for a while, then they disappear and are replaced by someone identical to them.
RON: Huh. Interesting.
(KIM walks up to them)
KIM: Hey, guys.
RON/JILL: Hey, Kim.
RON: How was your first day at Club Banana?
KIM: Great. Couldn't have gone better.
JILL: That's good.
KIM: How was hanging out all day?
JILL: Grueling.
RON: Found some interesting music. Here, listen.
(RON hands KIM the headphones and pushes a button. KIM listens)
KIM: There's a punk cover of "Somewhere Over the Rainbow"?
JILL: Will wonders never cease to amaze?
KIM: Come on. The mall's about to close.
RON: All right.
(Cut to outside. KIM, RON and JILL are walking. They pass a bush)
(When they are gone, two figures pop out of the bush, DRAKKEN and SHEGO. SHEGO has a small KIM voodoo doll)
DRAKKEN: Now are you sure this will work?
SHEGO: It will if we followed all the instruction.
(SHEGO takes out a pin, holds it up in the moonlight and sticks the voodoo doll)
(Cut to KIM, RON and JILL)
KIM: Well, there's really a very simple way to solve the music sharing controversy so both sides will be happy. All they have to do is- YEOW!!!
(KIM leaps and grabs her backside)
(Cut to DRAKKEN and SHEGO)
SHEGO: Bingo.
(Cut to KIM, RON and JILL)
RON: Kim? You all right?
JILL: What happened?
KIM: I don't know. I was fine, then I felt this sharp pain.
RON: Maybe a pin got stuck in your pants when you were working at Club Banana?
KIM: Maybe.
(KIM pats herself down, but finds nothing. She shrugs)
RON: Weird.
JILL: Yeah. Well, this is my stop. See youse guys.
KIM/RON: Bye.
(JILL walks into a house. KIM and RON walk on. The Kimmunicator beeps. KIM takes it out of her pocket)
KIM: Hey, Wade. What's the sitch?
WADE: Just wanted to see how your first day at work was.
KIM: Good. (Beat) Wait. I never told you I was working at Club Banana.
WADE: I know. I hacked into the Club Banana computer system and checked the employee list.
KIM: And what prompted you to do this?
WADE: I was bored.
KIM: I see.
RON: Hey, can you hack into Slipped Disc and do something about those outrageous CD prices?
KIM: Ron!
RON: What? Have you seen those prices? It's a perfectly reasonable request.
WADE: Sorry, Ron. No can do.
KIM: Anyway, anything abnormal happen while I was working?
WADE: Nothing. Everything's quiet.
KIM: Quiet, huh? It's never good when it's quiet.
RON: Think someone's preparing something?
KIM: Maybe.
WADE: I'll kick the scanners into overdrive.
KIM: Thanks, Wade. See you later.
(KIM turns off and pockets the Kimmunicator)
RON: Well, see you tomorrow, Kim.
KIM: See you.
(RON walks down his street and KIM continues on to hers)
(Cut to a store: Slipped Disc)
(Cut to the interior. RON and JILL are listening to music samples at listening stations. They listen for a little bit [RON to "Dazed and Confused" by Led Zeppelin, and Jill to "Clerks" by Love Among Freaks]. When their songs are finished, they put the headphones abound their necks)
RON: Man, this is awesome! How long have they had these?
JILL: I don't know. They're pretty new.
RON: Cool. Wonder why they did it?
JILL: Probably to get people to stop trading.
RON: Trading?
JILL: You know. Music files.
RON: Oh. So how does this help the music industry in its efforts to quash sharing music files?
JILL: I guess the idea is that people will be able to listen to samples of different artists, find what they like, and buy the CD.
RON: I don't get it. How does it help, though? I mean, number one: why would people spend however long it takes to get to a mall to listen to ten second clips of a song when they would just stay at home and get the full song? Number two: Wouldn't people hear the music here, decide they like it, then go home and download it on their music sharing programs?
JILL: Yeah, I guess so. Eh, the whole case is full of flaws. The facts just don't add up for either argument.
RON: I guess we'll never see an end to it.
JILL: Yeah.
(JILL flips through a few albums)
RON: Anything else good in there?
JILL: Nah. Lot of pop.
RON: Man, pop is so week. When will it stop?
JILL: When people realize that they're not listening to music. Or that the people signing can't sing.
RON: You don't think these people can sing?
JILL: No, not really. They're idols, not musicians. Like my friend Nikki said, pop musicians are like may flies. They're popular for a while, then they disappear and are replaced by someone identical to them.
RON: Huh. Interesting.
(KIM walks up to them)
KIM: Hey, guys.
RON/JILL: Hey, Kim.
RON: How was your first day at Club Banana?
KIM: Great. Couldn't have gone better.
JILL: That's good.
KIM: How was hanging out all day?
JILL: Grueling.
RON: Found some interesting music. Here, listen.
(RON hands KIM the headphones and pushes a button. KIM listens)
KIM: There's a punk cover of "Somewhere Over the Rainbow"?
JILL: Will wonders never cease to amaze?
KIM: Come on. The mall's about to close.
RON: All right.
(Cut to outside. KIM, RON and JILL are walking. They pass a bush)
(When they are gone, two figures pop out of the bush, DRAKKEN and SHEGO. SHEGO has a small KIM voodoo doll)
DRAKKEN: Now are you sure this will work?
SHEGO: It will if we followed all the instruction.
(SHEGO takes out a pin, holds it up in the moonlight and sticks the voodoo doll)
(Cut to KIM, RON and JILL)
KIM: Well, there's really a very simple way to solve the music sharing controversy so both sides will be happy. All they have to do is- YEOW!!!
(KIM leaps and grabs her backside)
(Cut to DRAKKEN and SHEGO)
SHEGO: Bingo.
(Cut to KIM, RON and JILL)
RON: Kim? You all right?
JILL: What happened?
KIM: I don't know. I was fine, then I felt this sharp pain.
RON: Maybe a pin got stuck in your pants when you were working at Club Banana?
KIM: Maybe.
(KIM pats herself down, but finds nothing. She shrugs)
RON: Weird.
JILL: Yeah. Well, this is my stop. See youse guys.
KIM/RON: Bye.
(JILL walks into a house. KIM and RON walk on. The Kimmunicator beeps. KIM takes it out of her pocket)
KIM: Hey, Wade. What's the sitch?
WADE: Just wanted to see how your first day at work was.
KIM: Good. (Beat) Wait. I never told you I was working at Club Banana.
WADE: I know. I hacked into the Club Banana computer system and checked the employee list.
KIM: And what prompted you to do this?
WADE: I was bored.
KIM: I see.
RON: Hey, can you hack into Slipped Disc and do something about those outrageous CD prices?
KIM: Ron!
RON: What? Have you seen those prices? It's a perfectly reasonable request.
WADE: Sorry, Ron. No can do.
KIM: Anyway, anything abnormal happen while I was working?
WADE: Nothing. Everything's quiet.
KIM: Quiet, huh? It's never good when it's quiet.
RON: Think someone's preparing something?
KIM: Maybe.
WADE: I'll kick the scanners into overdrive.
KIM: Thanks, Wade. See you later.
(KIM turns off and pockets the Kimmunicator)
RON: Well, see you tomorrow, Kim.
KIM: See you.
(RON walks down his street and KIM continues on to hers)