98n: Bill Murray / Lucinda Williams
[Opens with two couples entering the living room after dinner. Sam and Jane are the hosts, Jim and Nancy are the guests]
Jim: Wow, I'm stuffed Jane. That meatloaf was delicious.
Jane: Well, actually it was fillet of sole.
Jim: Well, whatever it was, it was delicious.
Jane: Sam, why don't you find us a game to play?
Sam: All right. Say Janey, did I mention that Jim was the number one salesman in the office this month? I can say it, I ought to know, I was number two.
Jim: Come on, Sam. I just got lucky. Anything can happen next month.
Sam: [serious] You got that right. All right, I thought maybe tonight we played Yahtzee.
Nancy: Gosh, Yahtzee. Wow, we haven't played this in years.
Sam: There you go. It's a Milton Bradley classic. Here's your scoreboards and your pencils. And we're gonna get ready for a little bit of Yahtzee!
Sam and Jane: [face to face, intense] Yahtzee! Yahtzee! Yahtzee! Yahtzee! Yahhhhhh-tzee!!!
Jim: [surprised] Wow, you guys sure love your Yahtzee.
Sam: Ok. House rules. Visitors go first.
Jim: Oh, go ahead Nancy.
Nancy: Oh, okeydoke. [throws dice]
Sam:[too cheerful] Oh! Two fives! You haven't played in a while.
Nancy: I still have a couple of rolls. [throws dice]
Sam: Still two fives!
Jane: Nothing! Lame-o!
Sam: Come on.
Nancy: One more try, ok. [throws dice]
Sam: Haha! Still two fives! Nice. [gives dice to Jane] Ok, girl. Ok, you do it. Come on! I married a winner! I married a winner! Come on, give it to me!
Jane: [throws dice] Whooo! Two fives! [gets up and sits down dramatically] That felt GOOD! YEAH!
Sam: Stay focused, stay focused.
Jane: Ok. [shakes dice] I'm gonna shred these punks![throws dice]
Sam: Come on baby!
Sam and Jane: YAHTZEE! YAHTZEE! YAHTZEE! YAHTZEE! YAHTZEE!
[Jane kisses Sam on the mouth. Dry humps him]
Jane: Mmmmm.[moans of pleasure]
Jim: [a little creeped out] Good for you, guys. Yeah, good.
Sam: Ok, all right. You guys go ahead. [gives dice to Jim] Yahtzee. And the salesman of the month's turn. [mocking laugh]
[Jim throws the dice]
Jane: Ah, two threes. Wah-wah.
Jim: Hey, I bet you I can get at least two more threes right here. [dice rolls]
Sam: Oh, still two threes! Too bad. Hey, you really want to bet on that? Maybe we'll bet like a $1,000 that you get two more threes on this last roll?
Jim: Come on, Sam.
Sam: No, no, no. Let's do the Christmas bonus. Christmas bonus on the last roll! Two threes, ok? Come on, you're number one!
Jim: I'm not gonna bet, ok?
Sam: Bet number one! Come on! You're a guest!
[Jim rolls the dice]
Nancy: Oh, my God! You did it!
Jim: Yes! Hey, this is a fun game.
[Sam and Jane are devastated]
Sam: [inhales deeply] Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, don't worry about it, don't worry about it.
Jim: [offering the dice to Sam] Here you go, buddy.
Sam: Just put it down, Jim. Put it down, thank you.
Jane: Ok, you can do it. He's weak. Come on baby. You can smell it.
Sam: [rolls the dice] Sixes and fives. Ok, I'm going sixes. [rolls again] Fives! Damn! Ok, I'll go fives, I'll go fives.
Jane: Kick his ass, kick his ass.
Sam: [rolls dice] Sixes! [gets up and with a swipe of his hand destroys a vase and a lamp over his fireplace]
[Jim and Nancy are horrified]
Nancy: I-I-I....I guess its my turn?
Jim: Yeah, I think.
Nancy: [rolls dice] Oh, my God! Yahtzee, Yahtzee!
Jane: What are you? Some kind of witch or something? Did you fix the game? Huh? What are you trying to do here? Huh?
[Sam flips the table clearing it]
Sam: You win! You win at Yahtzee! Great game. Let's play charades. Ok, Charades! Ready? [puts on the clock]
[Imitates a cameraman]
Jane: It's a movie! [Sam's marches in place] Army! Army! [Sam holds up his breasts] "Private Benjamin!"
[Sam quickly changes places with Jane. Jane imitates a singer]
Sam: Song, song, song, song, [Jane puts on horns] Horny devil, "Devil came down on Georgia!" Eleven seconds! Your turn.
Jim: This is just getting creepy.
Sam: Too creepy? Ok, forget Charades. [throws clock out and kneels on the table for an arm wrestling match] Let's go. You and me. Let's go right now.
Jim: Come on, just cool out Sam. This is suppose to be a fun night.
Sam: Come on, you're a big guy. Let's---all right, you want fun? I got fun for you. [takes a gun out] Here's a game we play here. It's called--it's called Russian roulette. [takes the bullets out, puts one bullet in, spins the cylinder, gives it to Nancy] House rules. Ladies first.
[Jim and Nancy go to the door scared]
Jim: Ok, you know Sam, it's getting late. We've got a new babysitter....
Sam: A new babysitter? Well, break her in!
Jane: You didn't have any dessert!
Nancy: Thank you for dinner. Thanks so much.
Sam: You're not leaving just cause I got a wife who's decent and kind and you got a whore for a wife?
Jim: Oh, come on Sam! I'll see you at work...
Jane: Here's your dessert!!![throws a big cake at Jim, he stumbles out the door, Sam closes the door]
Sam: [looks at the gun] You still want to play?
Jane: Yeah, I'll play.
Sam: Nah, you know, they're nice folks but they never offer to clean up.
[cheers and applause]
Submitted by: Waldo San Miguel