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Tuesday, May 8, 2018

Bogart In Hell: A Constrained Rewrite

      (Day 2) 

     Fred C. Dobbs: 
"If yer plannin' on smokin' them cigars, 
you'll need matches. Where's yer matches...? 
Let's see 'em."
     Gold Hat: 
"Matches...? We ain't got no matches. 
We don't need no matches. I don't have to 
show you no stinkin' matches." 

     (Day 736) 

     Fred C. Dobbs: 
"If yer as poor as ya claim, yer serapes' be 
full o' patches. Where's yer patches...? 
Let's see 'em.
     Gold Hat: "Patches...? We ain't got no patches. 
We don't need no patches...  

     (Day 82,054)

     Fred C. Dobbs: "If ya'd just come 
from Ash Wednesday service, yer foreheads'd be 
smudg'd with ashes. Where's yer ashes...?
Let's see 'em."
     Gold Hat: "Ashes...? We ain't got no ashes. 
We don't need....  

     (Day 9,998,976,001) 
     
     Fred C. Dobbs: 
"If yer compadres were really members
of the Italian Socialist Party, they'd be Fascists. 

Where's yer Fascists...? 
Let's see 'em.
     Gold Hat: "Fascists...? 
We ain't got no Fascists... 

     (Day 6,392,805,620,395,847) 
     
     Fred C. Dobbs: 
"If ya keep insistin' on sashayin' around 
in them skimpy two-piece bathin' suits, you'll 
need pageants. Where's your pageants...? 
Let's see 'em...
     Gold Hat: 
"Pageants...?” 

     (Day 83,492,736,574,839,283,759,293)
     
     Fred C. Dobbs: 
"If yer true Muslims you’ll need hajjes. 
Where's yer hajjes..." 

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