balls from a pouch
on his mule. As he begins to juggle, a LOUD EXPLOSION
is heard, causing him to ungracefully drop his balls
and collapse in a heap.
Everyone at the fair, including the puppets, looks up.
UNFORGETTABLE JUGGLER
Leonardo, che pazzo.
The juggler shakes his fist up to a swish pan that swings
up toward a smoking window of the awesome castle...
INT. ROOM OF THE GOLD MACHINE
where the c
Love And Baseketball Script
Swish! Thats "horse."
- You cant make that.
- Watch me.
You guys are too easy.
Just wait till
I get big like Kareem.
You want to be like Kareem?
All his big butt do
is stand by the basket.
- I be blocking your stuff.
- Yeah, right.
Hey, look. Q.
I thought you said
only girls were moving in.
Thats what my mom said.
Hope he can ball.
- Bet hes a scrub like Kelvin.
- Shut
ball you have there.
Whats your name?
Elsie Beckmann.
Didnt Elsie come with you?
No, she didnt.
Pretty!
Thank you.
A thrilling new chapter, Mrs. Beckmann.
Passionate and moving.
Just a moment, Mr. Gehrke.
Tell me, Mr. Gehrke.
Have you seen little Elsie?
No. Didnt she just
come up the stairs?
No, shes not home yet.
She wont be long now.
Good-bye.
Good-bye, Mr. Gehrke.
Extra! Extra!
Extra! Extra!
N
Its magnified and deeply revealed. Flecks of green and yellow in a field of milky blue. Icy filaments surround the undulating center.
The eye is brown in a tiny screen. On the metallic surface below, the words VOIGHT-KAMPFF are finely etched. Theres a touch-light panel across the top and on the side of the screen, a dial that registers fluctuations of the iris.
The instrument is no bigger than a
ball,
theres always religion. You ever miss it?
No, not a bit.
You ought to get money into those.
Theyre appreciating faster than real estate.
Now that the Mexicans got their backs
up about their art being ripped off.
Excuse me. l hate to tell you
what this little piece of crap is worth.
Dont you like them, Har?
lf they didnt all remind me
of Alex Karras.
Yeah, here it is.
-The tape on Arlene. Sh