TBFGK 20
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| Stanley gestures with one arm as he begins questioning Parson. | [edit] |
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Stanley the Plaid: Just tell me this. Suppose you had to defend a single city on a mountain against an army that outnumbers you ten to one. | [edit] |
| Wanda interrupts, a bemused expression on her face. | [edit] |
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Wanda Firebaugh: Or twenty-five to one. Stanley the Plaid: Shut up, Wanda. | [edit] |
| Stanley faces Parson. We can see that Parson is over twice Stanley's height. | [edit] |
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Stanley the Plaid: What would you do? Parson Gotti: Any number of things. Depending on any number of other things. | [edit] |
| Stanley looks up at Parson with an irritated expression. | [edit] |
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Stanley the Plaid: Oh come on, quit hedging. Parson Gotti: I can't be specific. Asymmetric warfare depends a lot on overlooked details. | [edit] |
| Parson frowns slightly as he ponders the scenario. | [edit] |
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Stanley the Plaid: Oh. Does it? Parson Gotti: It's something I've studied a lot, lately. It might be winnable, or survivable, if I knew the details. | [edit] |
| Parson's concentration is broken, and he looks perplexed. | [edit] |
| Parson Gotti: ...What? | [edit] |
| Wanda rolls her eyes, looking bored as she lectures Parson on how to address his new master. | [edit] |
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Wanda Firebaugh: Say "Lord." Or "Overlord." or "Master." Or another suitably respectful term, when addressing your master. | [edit] |
| A tight closeup on Parson's face. His lips are curled in a smirk. | [edit] |
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Parson Gotti: Oh. Well, where I'm from, the highest term of respect is... "tool." Stanley the Plaid: What?! | [edit] |
| Stanley is prancing happily, his arms raised in a triumphant pose, as Wanda looks on. | [edit] |
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Stanley the Plaid: Is it?! That's fantastic! Wanda Firebaugh: Lord? | [edit] |
| Stanley is looking very pleased with himself as he raises one arm and points a finger upwards to emphasize his words. | [edit] |
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Stanley the Plaid: Don't you see? "Tool!" ...Like the Arkentools! I've been on a quest for the tools of the Titans, all this time. | [edit] |
| Wanda cocks an eyebrow and looks thoughtful. | [edit] |
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Wanda Firebaugh: Yeeeess... Stanley the Plaid: Well, really, that makes me a tool of the Titans as well. | [edit] |
| Stanley is seen from below. He is standing tall (as best he can), with a huge grin on his face. | [edit] |
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Stanley the Plaid: I have a higher calling! Wanda Firebaugh: I see, Lord. | [edit] |
| A closeup of the right side of Wanda's face. Her eye is half-closed, and there is a hint of a smirk on her lips. | [edit] |
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Stanley the Tool: Not Lord. Tool. From now on, everyone addresses me as "Tool!" Wanda Firebaugh: Yes, Tool. | [edit] |
| A closeup of the left side of Parson's face. There is definitely a smirk on his lips. | [edit] |
| Parson Gotti: I have no problem with that, Tool. | [edit] |
| Stanley struts away, the huge grin still on his face, as Wanda and Parson watch.. | [edit] |
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Stanley the Tool: A new era begins now. Stanley the Plaid is dead! Here begins the holy reign of Stanley the Tool! | [edit] |
| Wanda and Parson are seen in silhouette against the background light of the room. We can see that Parson is about twice Wanda's height. | [edit] |
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Stanley the Tool: Long live me! Parson Gotti: Hey... Did you really mean the 25 to 1, though? Wanda Firebaugh: You'll only say that word again. | [edit] |
[edit] Notes
- ^ And you can be one, too.
