Awakening
Scene begins with a shot of Jervis tetch his face scrunched and contemplation in the background someone is taking notes, he has seems to come to realization when his eyes widen, and he suddenly begins speaking
Jervis: oh my God, John I think I had my first Boner to cartoon rabbit
The face of John Crane shown his mouth is slightly opened in shock at this statement
Jonathan(taking a long blank):… what
Jervis: at the time I thought it was just a spontaneous thing, but now that I think about it… I think that was my bisexual awakening
Jonathan sat down the pen and paper he was holding he takes off his glasses, close his eyes and takes a deep breath, processing everything that was said
Jonathan: was it… was it to the March hare
Jervis(not making eye contact):yes
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Something I've wanted to write someone do for awhile
The scene begins with Michael surrounded by a giggle of weapon, wielding near the worlds, the only exit he can think of is a window thinking quickly he set to action
Michael: look a distraction
while they're busy looking for what he was talking about. He makes a break for it, jumping through the window and landing gracefully on his feet, he wipes a little bit of glass off his shirt and continues running when he hears boot steps going down the building stairs
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A story involving something I've wanted to write someone say for a while
Jonathan Crane: (leaning back slightly) I don't understand why you insisted on meeting here. Plants and I don't exactly… get along.
Pamela Isley: (not looking up) And yet, you're here. Don't worry, Doctor Crane, they're more afraid of you than you are of them.
Jonathan Crane: (dryly) Charming.
Pamela Isley: (finally turning to face him, smirking) So, what's this about, Jonathan? Jervis driving you mad again?
Jonathan Crane: (pauses) Mad doesn't even begin to cover it. Last night, he decided to reenact some ridiculous scene from Alice in Wonderland—the tea party, naturally—except this time, he replaced the tea with chloroform.
Pamela Isley: (snorts) Sounds about right for Tetch. Let me guess, you had to clean up his mess?
Jonathan Crane: (grimaces) It's becoming a pattern. Don't get me wrong, his intellect is impressive. But sometimes, I feel like I'm the only one keeping him from spiraling into full-on delusion.
Pamela Isley: (chuckles) Welcome to the club. Harley decided last week that it'd be a "fun experiment" to see if hyenas could learn synchronized swimming. My greenhouse still smells like wet dog.
Jonathan Crane: (raising an eyebrow) And yet, you stay.
Pamela Isley: (shrugs, smiling faintly) So do you.
Jonathan Crane: (crossing his arms) It's not the same.
Pamela Isley: (mockingly) Oh, please. You love his madness. It's why you're still around. Admit it.
Jonathan Crane: (defensive) I respect his genius, not his—his…
Pamela Isley: (interrupting) Eccentricities?
Jonathan Crane: (glaring slightly) Let's go with that. And what about you? Harley Quinn isn't exactly a bastion of stability.
Pamela Isley: (smiling wistfully) She's unpredictable, sure. But she has a way of making me laugh, even when I'm ready to burn this entire city to the ground.
Jonathan Crane: (mutters) Laughter isn't exactly my priority.
Pamela Isley: (grinning) Clearly. You like watching people die way too much, dude.
Jonathan Crane: (smirks faintly) Only when it's… educational.
Pamela Isley: (rolling her eyes) Yeah, sure, let's call it "educational."
Jonathan Crane: (leans forward, voice softening slightly) Do you ever… wonder if it's worth it? The chaos, the madness… everything they bring into our lives?
Pamela Isley: (pauses, then walks over to sit beside him) All the time. But then I remember: without them, life would be boring. Too predictable.
Jonathan Crane: (sighs, nodding) Predictability isn't something we're meant for, is it?
Pamela Isley: (smiling softly) Not in the slightest.
Jonathan Crane: (after a long pause) I just wish Jervis would stop drugging everything. It's exhausting.
Pamela Isley: (laughs) And I wish Harley would stop bringing wild animals into my home. But hey, love's all about compromise, right?
Jonathan Crane: (mutters) Compromise. Right.
Pamela Isley: (stands up, stretching) Anyway, Jonathan, as much as I enjoy these little heart-to-hearts, I've got plants to tend to.
Jonathan Crane: (stands as well) And I've got a mad hatter to keep from poisoning the water supply. Again.
Pamela Isley: (smirking) Good luck with that.
Jonathan Crane: (smirking back) You too.
Pamela Isley: (calling after him as he leaves) And tell Jervis to lay off the chloroform!
Jonathan Crane: (over his shoulder) Only if you tell Harley to stick to house pets!
Pamela Isley: (chuckling to herself) Partners, huh?
[Lights dim as Pamela returns to her plants, a faint smile lingering on her face.]
End