Hellbound
Merchant of Doom
[SCENE: A gray, dingy courtyard in a heavily urbanized area. Several young children stand in a line, at attention, wearing uniforms. Fritz, a Free Speech Officer, walks in front of the line of children...]
Fritz: Are we sheep?
Children: Sir, no sir!
Fritz: Are we followers?
Children: Sir, no sir!
Fritz: Are we free thinkers?
Children: Sir, yes sir!
Fritz: Yes, yes, we are all free thinking enough to see how wonderful our mighty leader is...Hie...um, praise Dylan!
Children: Praise Dylan!
Fritz: Now, off to re-education with you! We must remove all that government propoganda.
[Children exit right, through a door labelled "Labotomy Clinic"]
Fritz: Are we sheep?
Children: Sir, no sir!
Fritz: Are we followers?
Children: Sir, no sir!
Fritz: Are we free thinkers?
Children: Sir, yes sir!
Fritz: Yes, yes, we are all free thinking enough to see how wonderful our mighty leader is...Hie...um, praise Dylan!
Children: Praise Dylan!
Fritz: Now, off to re-education with you! We must remove all that government propoganda.
[Children exit right, through a door labelled "Labotomy Clinic"]