(ESTABLISHING SHOT: The Possible House)
(Cut to the interior; KIM and RON are sitting on a sofa, watching TV)
TV: And that concludes this presentation of The Fugitive. Stay tuned for Raiders of the Lost Ark.
RON: There! I finished it! I have seen The Fugitive from beginning to end!
KIM: Great, I hope you can sleep soundly tonight.
RON: You bet. This is a major accomplishment.
KIM: And foiling the evil plots of ruthless villains bent on destroying us and conquering the world... that's a footnote on your résumé?
RON: Sure it's noteworthy, but we do it all the time. Besides, sometimes it can be really anti-climatic.
KIM: Actually this is the first time I wasn't completely satisfied with the way things turned out.
RON: I know. Repo guys? Come on. Total Dues Ex Machina.
KIM: How long have you been waiting to use that phrase?
RON: Ever since we learned it in Latin class. It's the only thing I can remember.
KIM: I'll believe that.
(The DRS. POSSIBLE enter, approaching the sofa)
MRS. DR. POSSIBLE: Hey, Kimmy, we're back!
KIM: Mom! Dad! How was your trip?
MR. DR. POSSIBLE: Fantastic. Just the break we needed. How were things with you?
KIM: Great. I used your credit card sparingly. Only for meals and emergencies.
MR. DR. POSSIBLE: Great. I knew we could trust you, Kimmy.
MRS. DR. POSSIBLE: Maybe we'd better give it to her now.
KIM: Give me what?
MR. DR. POSSIBLE: Well, we were going to wait until your birthday, but you proved yourself so financially responsible that we're going to do it now. We're giving you your own credit card.
(MR. DR. POSSIBLE takes a credit card out of his pocket and hands it to KIM. She is ecstatic)
KIM: Wow! I- I don't know what to say!
MRS. DR. POSSIBLE: You were responsible, that says it all.
(The DRS. POSSIBLE walk OC)
(Cut to a close of KIM. The small DEVIL KIM appears on KIM'S left shoulder)
DEVIL KIM: Nice, very nice. Your own credit card. Like the color. You know where that color would look even better? The check-out counter at Club Banana.
(KIM nods. A small ANGEL KIM appears on KIM'S right shoulder)
ANGEL KIM: Oh yeah, Club Banana all the way!
KIM: Hey! Aren't you supposed to, you know, talk me out of that?
ANGEL KIM: But it's your money and I'm tired of being Miss Goody-Two-Shoes all the time! Come on, live a little!
(A smaller ANGEL KIM appears on ANGEL KIM'S shoulder)
ANGEL KIM 2: Now, now, you can't be doing that, now can you?
ANGEL KIM: What?
ANGEL KIM 2: You can't play the evil side. You're an angel, designed to make your mortal make the just decisions.
ANGEL KIM: If that's my purpose why do you exist?
(ANGEL KIM 2 is stopped cold by this)
DEVIL KIM: Yes, I mean, if she's supposed to be perfect then you shouldn't even exist, unless Angels are fallible.
ANGEL KIM: In which case wouldn't you be fallible too?
DEVIL KIM: Um... I- I guess so.
ANGEL KIM: So are either of us really qualified to be in this position of telling her what's good and what's bad?
(DEVIL KIM thinks for a moment)
DEVIL KIM: Ow! Brain pain!
KIM: Okay, are we gonna reach a conclusion any time soon?
ANGEL KIM: No, probably not.
(Cut to KIM and RON. KIM looks back and forth at the two invisible beings perched on her shoulders)
RON: Um, KP, what're you doing?
KIM: What? Oh, nothing. Just bored, I guess. Want to hang out at the mall?
RON: Sounds good to me.
(KIM and RON get up and walk off)
(Fade to black)
The End.
(Cut to the interior; KIM and RON are sitting on a sofa, watching TV)
TV: And that concludes this presentation of The Fugitive. Stay tuned for Raiders of the Lost Ark.
RON: There! I finished it! I have seen The Fugitive from beginning to end!
KIM: Great, I hope you can sleep soundly tonight.
RON: You bet. This is a major accomplishment.
KIM: And foiling the evil plots of ruthless villains bent on destroying us and conquering the world... that's a footnote on your résumé?
RON: Sure it's noteworthy, but we do it all the time. Besides, sometimes it can be really anti-climatic.
KIM: Actually this is the first time I wasn't completely satisfied with the way things turned out.
RON: I know. Repo guys? Come on. Total Dues Ex Machina.
KIM: How long have you been waiting to use that phrase?
RON: Ever since we learned it in Latin class. It's the only thing I can remember.
KIM: I'll believe that.
(The DRS. POSSIBLE enter, approaching the sofa)
MRS. DR. POSSIBLE: Hey, Kimmy, we're back!
KIM: Mom! Dad! How was your trip?
MR. DR. POSSIBLE: Fantastic. Just the break we needed. How were things with you?
KIM: Great. I used your credit card sparingly. Only for meals and emergencies.
MR. DR. POSSIBLE: Great. I knew we could trust you, Kimmy.
MRS. DR. POSSIBLE: Maybe we'd better give it to her now.
KIM: Give me what?
MR. DR. POSSIBLE: Well, we were going to wait until your birthday, but you proved yourself so financially responsible that we're going to do it now. We're giving you your own credit card.
(MR. DR. POSSIBLE takes a credit card out of his pocket and hands it to KIM. She is ecstatic)
KIM: Wow! I- I don't know what to say!
MRS. DR. POSSIBLE: You were responsible, that says it all.
(The DRS. POSSIBLE walk OC)
(Cut to a close of KIM. The small DEVIL KIM appears on KIM'S left shoulder)
DEVIL KIM: Nice, very nice. Your own credit card. Like the color. You know where that color would look even better? The check-out counter at Club Banana.
(KIM nods. A small ANGEL KIM appears on KIM'S right shoulder)
ANGEL KIM: Oh yeah, Club Banana all the way!
KIM: Hey! Aren't you supposed to, you know, talk me out of that?
ANGEL KIM: But it's your money and I'm tired of being Miss Goody-Two-Shoes all the time! Come on, live a little!
(A smaller ANGEL KIM appears on ANGEL KIM'S shoulder)
ANGEL KIM 2: Now, now, you can't be doing that, now can you?
ANGEL KIM: What?
ANGEL KIM 2: You can't play the evil side. You're an angel, designed to make your mortal make the just decisions.
ANGEL KIM: If that's my purpose why do you exist?
(ANGEL KIM 2 is stopped cold by this)
DEVIL KIM: Yes, I mean, if she's supposed to be perfect then you shouldn't even exist, unless Angels are fallible.
ANGEL KIM: In which case wouldn't you be fallible too?
DEVIL KIM: Um... I- I guess so.
ANGEL KIM: So are either of us really qualified to be in this position of telling her what's good and what's bad?
(DEVIL KIM thinks for a moment)
DEVIL KIM: Ow! Brain pain!
KIM: Okay, are we gonna reach a conclusion any time soon?
ANGEL KIM: No, probably not.
(Cut to KIM and RON. KIM looks back and forth at the two invisible beings perched on her shoulders)
RON: Um, KP, what're you doing?
KIM: What? Oh, nothing. Just bored, I guess. Want to hang out at the mall?
RON: Sounds good to me.
(KIM and RON get up and walk off)
(Fade to black)
The End.