Ooh, here's an idea!
Bandits:
Joe-Sam
Terry-Frodo
Kate-Galadriel
(Galadriel has just hit Frodo with her car and is now taking him to the hospital. A very confused Frodo points his gun at Galadriel and tells her to pull over.)
Frodo: You pull over and get out of the car.
Galadriel: You don't have to get all huffy about it. It was an accident!
Frodo: Listen. I'll shoot you with this thing.
Galadriel: Oh, go ahead. It'll be an improvement, believe me.
Frodo: Listen to me I'm a desperate man.
Galadriel: Desperate? You don't know the meaning of the word. Desperate is when you wake up in the morning and wish you hadn't. It's knowing that every time you get behind the wheel of a car, you're only a tree away from ending the empty charade that your life has become. So don't talk to me about desperate!
Frodo: Listen. On second thought, why don't you just pull over and let me out right here? I'll walk from here.
Galadriel: No.
Frodo: Why?
Galadriel: I'm feeling very fragile at the moment. I don't think I should be alone.
Frodo: You're insane!
Galadriel: I'm unhappy. It's not the same thing!
A bit long, but I thought it was funny.
[ August 16, 2002: Message edited by: Brinniel ]
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