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Saul was struggling to empty the back of their car to get the spare tire. His bride, Sarah was diligently pecking the life’s blood out of him when she shrieked,

“Where is my blue Samsonite suite case?”

Franticly she began tossing the other luggage out of the trunk. Saul was busy catching all the baggage before they hit the ground. Then all of a sudden she stopped and said,

“We have to go back”

While Saul and his wife bickered about the trip back to Vegas, Ziggy found something. It was the knitting needle that was dislodged from the fighter only moments ago. The light on the end was not flashing by then. Being the curious kid tossed the needle in the back seat of the car.

Struggling to find a sensible solution to his plight Saul tried to offer a suggestion,

“Sarah, just call the motel and ask them if they saw your luggage. Then we can call Isabel and have her pick it up for you. Murray and Isabel are staying over to watch Tom Jones so they..”

Sarah burst,

“Have you lost your mine? I should have known you would simply toss my concerns out the window…………”

Sarah paused as she was rummaging in the truck, then she said with a smirk,

“Saul where did this porno magazine come from, is this yours?”

Flush with embarrassment Saul hurriedly grabbed the jack and spare tire then began changing the tire. His heart was beating out of his chest since Mistress Carole autographed the magazine with a personal message to him inside the first page. He countered,

“I must have picked it up by mistake when I went to grab a book of coupons, can you help me with this jack? We need to get back to Vegas as soon as possible”

With the tire changed the family was headed back to Vegas. Saul and Sarah were quiet as they drove. The silence was deadening. Ziggy was working on his math when he remembered the funny needle he found near the car earlier. He picked it up and was playing with it when he noticed something about this needle. Every time he passed it over the calculator the screen would black out like the battery was dead. He waved it over the calculator several time and it would keep shutting down.

As they drove through Barstow Sarah chimed in,

“Saul, who is Mistress Carole?”

At that moment he was approaching the junction of Interstate 15 and Interstate 40. When Sarah dropped the bomb about Carole he inadvertently took Interstate 40 instead of Interstate 15 the direct route to Vegas. Flush with fear he began to think of an excuse or a reasonable explanation. Sarah, a Vassar graduate was not going to buy into any lame excuse. And she was looking directly at him as sweat began to form on his forehead.

Nervously he laughed and said,

“Carole King? Oh she’s a singer remember? It’s to late baby, I liked that song”

At that moment Sarah pulled out the magazine and showed Saul the personal autograph Mistress Carole signed in the magazine.

In a Doctor Laura tone of voice Sarah said,

“Saul, are you some kind of pervert?”

The drive to Vegas was going to be along one, no matter what road he took. Sarah was not a happy camper and she began to give him the business.

Sarah quipped further,

“Oh my G*D, is that you in the picture?”

Meanwhile Major Hair and Captain Pfoust were studying the hole in the fuselage of the F-118 hornet.

“What do you suppose caused that Major” the captain said.

Hair replied,

“You’re not going to believe this cappy but it looked like a knitting needle and it looked like it has an Led light on the tip of it”

The two of them later reported to their station at Mira Mar. After a debriefing the two of them had some leave time and decided to head to Lake Havasu for some fun in the sun and blow off some steam.

“Check the tire and light the fires sir?” queried Pfoust.

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“Aye Aye cappy” said the major.

And in a cloud of smoke from the burning tire from Captain Pfoust’s 2007 Corvette the two of them hit the interstate bound for Lake Havasu Arizona.

Hours later at the restaurant in Needles California, Eglantine, Mildred and Ann were sitting at a booth. Eglantine just ordered a Rubin Sandwich while Mildred struggled with her order.

“Oh dear, I don’t want to eat anything to heavy since it’s late in the afternoon. Umm, I think I will try the soup. What is the soup of the day?” Mildred said.

The waitress impatiently replied while snapping the gum in her mouth,

“Well honey its chicken noodle. Is that all?”

Slightly confused, Mildred said,

“Ah, OK and does it come with umm, OK, yes I’ll have the soup and a cup of tea please”

Then the waitress turned to Ann and asked,

“What about you sweetie?”

“Stow the sweetie cup cake, I’ll just have a cup of coffee” Ann retorted in a deep angered voice.

By this time Saul and his family were nearing a Las Vegas turn off along Interstate 40. It was not the turn off he expected since he went in the wrong direction. His wife was reading the highway sign and said,

“This is not the way to Las Vegas you schmuck. Where did you take us anyway? Where is Prime Nevada or that place with the rollercoaster? Why am I here? I could have done so much better”

As the two of them bickered, Ziggy was playing in the back seat. He was enjoying the needle he found and was watching as this needle activated the electric lock and window. The lock would go up and down just like the window. His mother snapped,

“You better keep that door locked Mister. And you had better have your seat belt on! Oy, what’s the matter with the men in this family. I am in an insane asylum. Why didn’t I listen to my mother?

“Sarah, we need to drive onto Needles for some gas. But I think we are not too far out of our way” Saul said sheepishly.

“So you got us lost in the desert and we are almost out of gas? When we get back home I’m calling my mother AND Doctor Zimmermann. You have lost your mind Saul. You are so disgusting to me right now. I don’t want to see your face” said the enraged Sarah.

Ziggy fanned the needle over the window and lock controls again, click, click, click.

“Ziggy stop it now! Sarah yelled.

They drove onto Needles and in a few minutes they were within sight of the Standard Gas Station and Restaurant.

Then while Ziggy was playing with the needle, the end began to glow pink like it did when it was stuck to the jet fighter. The car began to cough and sputter as if it was running out of gas. The car was loosing power.

Already infuriated with Saul Sarah said with great anger,

“OK Mr. Fancy Schmancy King of the Road. You really did it this time. Can’t you read the fuel gage? Now we are going to die out here. If you paid more attention to your family instead of the Sex Queen in Las Vegas maybe we would not have had to drive all the way back there to get my things. You are a disgusting pig, you know that. I hate to even look at you Saul. You disgust me”

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Listening to his wife debase him the way she did was actually arousing him. He began to see his proper educated wife in an erotic and sensual light. Something he had not felt for years. Calmly he responded to his newly desirable bride.

“We still have a quarter of a tank. I think I will pull into the garage at the station and have the mechanic look at it. We can eat some dinner at the restaurant”

“Suite yourself Saul, you make me want to vomit” retorted Sarah.

Then in a motherly tone she turned to Ziggy in the back seat and said,

“Bubbla, are you hungry?”

“Yes momma, can I order what I want?”

Lovingly the mother nodded her head as if to say yes. The car passed the fuel island and quit running just as it pulled up to the garage entrance.

At the fuel island were the two fighter pilots. They had just completed a high speed road trip through the desert in the high performance Corvette.

“Well major, what do you think. I told you this would cruise at 160 miles per hour. And we did not see one cop, now that’s cooking with gas” said Pfoust.

Major Hair responded,

“Yea cappy, I can tell you love your cars like your women. You love them fast and nice to ride. And you like them to look good too”

The two of them laughed as they parked the car and entered the dinner.

As Saul and his family was walking towards the restaurant. The auto mechanic was a bit puzzled as he put the car on the diagnostic machine. His partner came up to him as he queried,

“Yea know something Phil? This car does not show a thing wrong with the electrical. It’s just like that car them old ladies brought in earlier.”

Phil looked to his perplexed friend and said,

“I just hate all this computer stuff these days”

Saul was walking behind his wife and son as they entered the restaurant. The scolding his wife gave him made him somewhat sexually aroused. As his bride walked in front of him, he was envisioning her clothed in black leather like Mistress Carole. His wife lead them to a table and they all sat down. Saul could not help but notice the fine curves of his wife’s buttocks and legs as she sat down.

In the background, the song by Journey, “Don’t stop Believin” began to play softly as the Marines entered the restaurant behind Saul and the crew.

“Just a small town girl, livin’ in a lonely world
She took a midnight train going anywhere…….

Just a city boy, born and raised in South Detroit
He took a midnight train going anywhere…….”


The Marines started looking for a booth to sit and order a coffee. Saul and his family were looking at the menu. Ziggy was eying all the deserts since his mom said he could order anything.

The music continued,

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“A singer in a smoky room, smelling like cheap perfume
For a smile they could share the night
It goes on and on and on and on….

Stranger waiting, up and down the boulevard
Their shadows searching in the night”


Ann was oblivious to the gals chatting as she began to stare into empty space. Her eyes began to glow red.

The music continued,

“Streetlights people, living just to find emotion
Hiding, somewhere in the night”


The music drifts away as the scene fades to black……………..


In the darkness, you can hear the sound of Carlos as he mourned the loss of his beloved brother. His eyes filled with tears, his mind filled with childhood memories. He tried to make sense of his innocent brothers passing. He envisioned the faces of his relations as he told them of Crows death.

Carlos felt guilty beyond words. He could not help but feel responsible for exposing his brother to the wilds of the outside world. It was a world beyond the boundaries of their reservation, a world of hate and deception and he lead his brother to his death. What a horrific death is was too. Carlos could only imagine how Crow died at the hands of the brutal police officers.

Carlos began to cry uncontrollably and he cried out in anguish,

“Crow, Crow, my brother please forgive me. I love you brother. Crow please forgive me”

As he was in the most sorrow filled moment of his life his world began to shake and it was shaking violently, then he heard his brothers voice in the darkness,

“Carlos, Carlos gads, wake the heck up. You’re freaking me out man. CARLOS, WAKE UP!!!”

In a flash Carlos woke up to find himself in the passenger side of the pick up truck. He sat up and looked around to try and get his bearings. And to his joy he found the both of them in a rest area just down the road from the Navaho Trading Post on the Arizona since just a few miles from Gallup New Mexico.

With the excitement of a young school boy he exclaimed,

“Crow! Crow you’re alive, you’re alive. Nemehotates, Nemehotatse Brother. Thank you Creator, Thank You Creator, Nemehotatse my brother”

Surprised by his jubilant hug filled brothers awakening, Crow fought off the overwhelming embraces from Carlos.

With a stern voice Crow said,

“Carlos, I told you not to eat all them Tanka Bars. They were supposed to last us till we got back to Hammon. What the heck were you dreaming about anyway, holay?”

“Man you’re not going to believe this but there was these grandmother gangsters and these fighter jets. Then there was this guy Saul and his wife Sarah and man she was pissed off. Then there was this knitting needle and this robot named Ann who shot at these fighters, You was killed and I though you was dead and then there was…………”

Crow rolled his eyes as he started the pick up truck. He looked over to his babbling brother and said,

“Carlos, hand me that N8V EP. I love you too brother but I think I want to hear that Nations Rising song again eh”

Carlos reached into the glove box and pulled out the N8V EP and a piece of paper and asked,

“What’s this treasure map all about eh?”
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 Script Writing Thread (Add Only Seven Words) ;)

This is something we do over at 'Native Storytelling at the Movies'

A sample without members names Mr. Green

Five famous Cartoon guys lost in Arizona

Note: to self, Ducks can't read maps...

Oh no! Lost ducks and no water!

( we throw in some pictures of Arizona:)

going around in circles is no way

Did anyone remember to bring the ropes?

Ropes.????????????? July 05, 2007 8:23 PM

ROPES ? ...I thought you said ...soaps!

Well, at least we'll be clean, right?

July 05, 2007 8:49 PM ( hey 7 words;)

Right?

First we need to find that water!

But need to watch out for leeches!

I am setting up camp Good Night!

Then....I saw a green light glowing....

And there were Little Green Men too.

(picture)

No, not those little green men eh?

Maybe it was those mushrooms we ate?

I don't think those were mushrooms.....

I'm afraid of what they were then.

(picture)

Is that a doorway in that rock?

Does that rock look like a frog?

Or maybe that door is a window.


A dried up waterless old Giant frog!

Maybe we better move on from here?

(and it Continues)
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