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| The Simpsons backyard. From left to right, Homer, Lisa, Maggie, and Bart. | |||
| Homer tosses a football jauntily in his hand. | |||
| Homer: | Go for it, Bart. Go out for the looong bomb! | ||
| Bart: | Okay, Dad! | ||
| Bart runs off stage right as Homer heaves the ball with all his might. | |||
| Close-up on Homer, calling with his hand by his mouth. | |||
| Homer: | Atta boy, Bart! Catch this one and I'll buy you all chocolate milkshakes! | ||
| Cut to Bart, running along the grass, his arms outstretched in front of | |||
| him, and his head turned to watch the ball. | |||
| Bart: | Oh-boy, oh-boy, oh-boy, oh-boy, oh-boy, **oomph** | ||
| Bart runs into a tree. But he immediately recovers and continues as | |||
| before. | |||
| Bart: | [pant] [pant] **oomph** | ||
| He runs into a post, but immediately recovers and continues, not once | |||
| taking his eye off the ball. | |||
| Bart: | [pant] [pant] **hulp** | ||
| Bart runs into a brick wall. He collapses on his back, streams of | |||
| pain radiating from his body. The ball bounces off the wall. | |||
| Homer: | [o.s.] Next time, put a little effort into it, boy! | ||
| Same set-up as before. | |||
| Homer: | Catch this one, and we all get chocolate milkshakes! | ||
| Bart runs off stage right. Homer throws the ball. Bart runs along | |||
| the grass as before. Cut back to Homer and Lisa watching. | |||
| Bart runs faster. | |||
| Bart hurdles the fence. | |||
| Bart leaps over a huge ditch. (Looks more like two cliffs a few feet | |||
| apart.) | |||
| Bart leaps into the air, avoiding a dog, which gnashes its teeth | |||
| futilely. (Bart stays in the air for about two seconds. Impressive.) | |||
| Bart jumps off the cliff and remains syspended in midair. At least, | |||
| long enough for him to realize his mistake, upon which he falls like | |||
| a rock. (Standard cartoon technique.) | |||
| Bart: | Aaaauuuuuuugggggghhhhhh!!!!!!! | ||
| The football also goes over the cliff. We heard a *thud*. | |||
| Bart is on his back at the bottom of the cliff. The football lands a | |||
| few feet away. | |||
| Homer: | That boy just don't listen. | ||
| Third time's a charm? Bart's head is visibly bruised. | |||
| Homer: | Come on, Bart. Catch the ball so we can all go out for some frosty | ||
| chocolate milkshakes. | |||
| Lisa: | [angrily] Yeah, Bart. | ||
| Homer: | Start runnin', boy! | ||
| Bart runs off stage right, and Homer heaves the ball yet again. (*ungh!*) | |||
| Lisa plays cheerleader, sans pom-poms, hopping from one leg to another. | |||
| Maggie mimics Lisa, but silently. | |||
| Lisa: | Go, Bart! Go! Go, Bart! Go! | ||
| Maggie falls as a result of the difficult balancing necessary to hop from | |||
| one leg to another. | |||
| Homer: | Atta boy! Chocolate milkshakes, here we come! | ||
| Lisa's cheering continues in the background as Bart runs along the grass. | |||
| Bart's eye view of the football closing in. The football hits the camera. | |||
| Bart: | [o.s.] Ungh! | ||
| Lisa raises her arms in triumph. | |||
| Lisa: | Yaaaay! He caught it!! | ||
| Bart is flat on his back, the football seriously wedged into his mouth. | |||
| The usual collection of stars and spirals around Bart's head. | |||
| Homer is disappointed. | |||
| Homer: | [o.s.] When I said catch, I meant with your hands. | ||
| Bart raises his head and tries to respond, but it just comes out as | |||
| ``Mmmph. Mmph. Mmmph.'' | |||
| In the ice cream parlor. (A sign on the wall has a picture of a milkshake | |||
| and the caption $1.89. The window has ``Parlor'' written backwards; the | |||
| words ``Ice Cream'' are above the picture frame and aren't visible.) | |||
| From left to right, Homer, Maggie, and Lisa. Everyone has a strawberry | |||
| shake in front of them. Homer eats his with a spoon (notice the spilt | |||
| milkshake near Homer's cup); the girls drink theirs through a straw. | |||
| Maggie holds her pacifier in her left hand. | |||
| Homer: | Well, Bart, you put in a good effort today, so we're all being rewarded. | ||
| Homer eats his spoonful of milkshake. Maggie squeals with delight. | |||
| Lisa: | Good slurpee. | ||
| Homer: | Bart, you're not touching your milkshake. Aren't you hungry? | ||
| The camera pans across the table to Bart, who has a milkshake in front of | |||
| him and the football still wedged in his mouth. Bart raises his arms and | |||
| tries to protest, but all we hear are muffled tones. | |||
| Homer: | Well, if | ||
| Bart continues to protest, but we can't make out what he's trying to say. | |||
| With an evil smirk, Lisa reaches over and shoves the straw into his mouth | |||
| around the football. Bart starts drinking his milkshake. | |||
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