BODYGUARD: Who were your friends?

LORNE: What friends? Oh, there just some old fans of mine.

(... inside dressing room ...)

LORNE: (accepting a drink from a Lornette) Aw, thanks, kitten. Thank you.

LEE: Excuse me, Lorne, I don't wanna disturb you, but I have to tell you that that was—(delicious gesture) mwa! Brilliant! You are—well, there just aren't words to— Yes, genius! That's what you are, a consummate—

LORNE: I'm kinda tired right now, Lee.

LEE: Oh, right, of course. Who wouldn't be? The show you put on. When you're out there giving a hundred, a hundred-fifty percent. Ah, two hundred, easy. And that is why you are the king, baby. And I am just so lucky to have a talent like yours headlining at my casino. Look, I don't want to take up any more of your valuable time—

LORNE: Yeah, but, can't we just do this later?

LEE: Ah, gee, I'd love to, Lorne. But you got another show to prepare for, and I've got things to do.

LORNE: Yeah, but later would be just so much better.

(The bodyguard punches Lorne hard in the stomach, and he doubles over in pain.)

LEE: I think now is a good time. Or should we pink slip another girl from your act?

LORNE: (reluctantly) Guy in the striped tie down front on the end, two term Nevada senatorship in twelve years. Uh, green sweater boy, table twelve, gonna write himself into a Pulitzer. The girl over here in the blue—Vivian, chef of the future. Gonna have three five-star restaurants in the next decade.

LEE: What else?

LORNE: (shakes head) That's it. That's it. That's all.

LEE: OK, well, that's terrific. You're a prince. Now, if there's anything else that my staff can provide for your comfort, just say the word. Have a terrific second show.

(Prison bars close in front of the double-doors, leaving Lorne trapped)

written by: David Fury; Original transcript by CariCranberry. Edited and formatted for this site by me.. Full transcript at:
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