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The Day After Tomorrow in Fifteen Minutes
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Tired, and a bit nervous about going tomorrow to find out which classes I have left to take. Am behind on the Digest and the Days recaps, but thought it was worth it to get this finished. I want to do a ROTK in Fifteen Minutes next, before all the good jokes are entirely gone.


Disclaimer and actual opinion: To quote from my entry the other day: “I hate disaster movies. But if you absolutely, positively can't get out of seeing a disaster movie, go see the one with Jake Gyllenhaal. I enjoyed it as much as I was physically able. Three stars.” Disaster movies can get silly, but I thought this one managed to avoid the sheer camp and nonstop implausibility of Emmerich’s other big movie, Independence Day, and I liked the actors, and the effects were good.

Also, I may have condensed things or gotten them out of order, because damn—I had a hard time remembering when what happened. Thanks to The Movie Spoiler for acting as a safety net. Even when it was wrong.



Some Ice Shelf

FRANK: Hey kid, don’t fuck up the drill, okay?

JASON: Will do.

JACK [in the tent]: You let Jason drill?

FRANK: Yeah, wh—

JASON: *fucks up the drill*

ENTIRE ICE SHELF: *breaks off*

JACK: AHHHHH! I MUST SAVE THE THREE ICE CORES, BECAUSE WE DIDN’T JUST HAVE A SHOT OF 1500 ICE CORES BACK THERE IN THE TENT OR ANYTHING!

Jack leaps across the chasm, grabs the three ice cores in metal poster tubes, leaps back over, and nearly falls back into the yawning gap, but because he is Dennis Quaid and we are five minutes into the movie, we’re not really all that afraid for him. The point of this scene is to show us that 1) Jack is determined to save things and 2) that he is a crazy sumbitch.



Some Climatology Convention, New Delhi, India

JACK: … and therefore, in conclusion, bad shit is happening to the climate, and if the polar ice caps melt, it will cause really, really bad weather. We all need to think about this.

VICE-PRESIDENT NOTCHENEY: Whatever, Frosty. I’d rather save a billion dollars than a billion lives, a statement which is in no way coming back to haunt me later.

JACK: Dude, if you’re such an ass about the environment, why’d they send you here?

NOTCHENEY: …



Outside the Convention

SOME INDIAN REPORTER: Holy shit, it’s snowing! Dr. Jack Hall totally did not predict this five minutes ago at all!

DR. RAPSON: Hey, you’re Jack Hall! I really liked your presentation about how we’re all going to freeze to death and stuff. Too bad that your VP’s a NotDick.

JACK: OMG you’re Dr. Bilbo!

DR. BILBO: *sigh*



North Budafuck Observatory, Scotland

DR. BILBO: I love my work.

BLACK ASSISTANT GUY: I love my infant son.

WHITE ASSISTANT GUY: I love Manchester United.

HOW TO WRITE BETTER SCRIPTS: Did you remember to highlight your characters’ individuality with personal details, hobbies, and a variety of ethnicities?

SCREENWRITERS: *check off that box*

BLACK ASSISTANT GUY: Oh, by the way, a buoy somewhere failed because it got real cold. I figured there was nothing to worry about, even though it almost never happens.

DR. BILBO: Rock.



Jack and Lucy Hall Discuss Parenting Over the Phone

JACK: OMGWTF MY KID MADE AN F?

SAM, HIS KID: *studly eye roll*

LUCY: Why don’t you talk to him about it?

JACK: Why don’t YOU?

LUCY: BECAUSE I’M THE ONE WHO DOES EVERYTHING AROUND HERE AND SAVES ADORABLE CHILDREN FROM CANCER WHILE YOU DICK AROUND IN THE ARCTIC, ASSHOLE!

JACK: …

LUCY: …

JACK: Can I come pick up Sam and take him to the airport to go to his fancy Academic Decathlon thing tomorrow?

LUCY: Don’t be late.



House of Hall, The Next Day

JACK: *is late*

SAM: *is studly*

JACK: OMG SAM I AM SO SORRY!

SAM: Whatever. I got some unrequited pining to do, if you don’t mind.

JACK: What about that F?

SAM: I didn’t show any of my work on the math test so the teacher thought I cheated, and then I told him it wasn’t my fault if I was smarter than him, and he flunked me.

JACK: *is proud*

HOW TO WRITE BETTER SCRIPTS: Have you established a strained but loving family atmosphere?

SCREENWRITERS: *check off that box*



Some Airplane

AIRPLANE: *flies into a giant thunderhead*

SAM: AHHHHHH!

BRIAN: You know, you have, like, a one in a billion chance of dying in a plane crash.

PILOT: Thank you for flying Lucky Odds Airlines! Today’s kinda special for us, as this is our one billionth flight, and we’ve never had a crash yet!

SAM: AHHHHHH!

BRIAN: Look, if worst comes to worst, at least you’re in the plane and the engine isn’t going to fall on you.

SAM: You’re not helping, man.

LAURA: Hey, if you’d like to crush my hand in a tender moment foreshadowing our eventual hookup, you know, feel free.

SAM: *crush*



Bad Weather Around the World

NEW YORK: FLOODED!

HAWAII: HURRICANED!

TOKYO: HAILSTONED!

SOME JAPANESE GUY: Aieeee! I run across the street for no apparent reason!

HAILSTONE: BANZAI!

SOME JAPANESE GUY: *thunk*



Some Academic Decathlon

LAURA: I don’t know the answer to this one!

BRIAN: Well, let’s panic amongst ourselves rather than ask Sam the supergenius.

PROCTOR: You have ten seconds.

SAM: Atahualpa.

BRIAN: Thanks for bestirring yourself, man.

Later that night at the lamest Academic Decathlon party ever, which is saying a lot:

RICHIE MCRIVAL: Hey, your dithering today was a real turn-on. Wanna take a tour of the host school?

LAURA: That sounds peachy, thanks!

SAM: *pines*



Some Cancer Ward

LUCY: P.S. I have a little bald cancer patient who loves Peter Pan but isn’t even old enough to read it. Also, we can’t find his parents.

HEARTSTRING #57: *is tugged*



Los Angeles

IDIOT REPORTER: OMG THE TORNADOES TOTALLY JUST ATE THE HOLLYWOOD SIGN!

AUDIENCE: Oh. No. I am. So sad. That. Beloved monument. Is gone.

WEATHER GUY WHO DIDN’T BELIEVE TORNADOES WERE IN L.A.: *gets dead*

WEATHER GUY FOOLING AROUND WITH SOME GIRL: *gets dead*

SOME GIRL: *gets dead*

IDIOT REPORTER ON THE STREET: *gets dead*

ANGELENOS: *take pictures*

HOW TO WRITE BETTER SCRIPTS: Did you include Hollywood satire that no one outside L.A. cares about?

SCREENWRITERS: *check off that box*



New York

SAM: We gotta get home.

PLANES: *are grounded*

RICHIE MCRIVAL: Hey, guys, you can all come stay at my extremely expensive apartment.

BRIAN: You gotta get this guy away from your girl, Sam.

EXTREMELY EXPENSIVE POWER: *goes out*

SAM: Well, we’ll catch the train home.

TRAINS: *are canceled*

RICHIE MCRIVAL: I gotta go get my little brother in Philadelphia!

SAM: Then we’re walking. Chop chop!

SIDEWALK: *is under two feet of water*

SAM: THEN WE SWIM, GODDAMMIT!



North Budafuck Observatory, Scotland

DR. BILBO: So… now we’ve lost three—four—buoys to rapid temperature drops. I should call Jack Hall.

BLACK ASSISTANT GUY: I’ll be right with you, as soon as I say goodbye to my young wife and infant son, who are coincidentally leaving for a vacation in Spain, one of the few really warm countries in Europe.

WHITE ASSISTANT GUY: GO MANCHESTER UNITED!



New York

BIRDS: *fly south hell for feather leather*

HOMELESS GUY: That ain’t good.

TIDAL WAVE: I KEEL YOU!

EVERYBODY EXCEPT LAURA: *runs*

SOME FRENCH WOMAN AND HER KID: Au secours! Nous sommes coincés dans le taxi!

LAURA: Couvrez les yeux et tenez le cul!

POLICE GUY: *smashes the taxi window*

SAM: OMGWTFLAURA!

LAURA: Hang on, I have to get the bag this French woman I don’t even know left behind!

RICHIE MCRIVAL: *makes a halfhearted attempt to sort of go after Laura*

SAM: *drags Laura across the street, up the steps, and into the library through sheer willpower*

TIDAL WAVE: *keels everyone else*



NY Public Library of Freezing-Ass Cold

SOME RUSSIAN SHIP: *cruises down the street and gets stuck*

SNOW: *starts to fall*

SAM: … so my dad said that we need to stay here and burn things and NOT GO OUTSIDE UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, because a really really bad storm is coming.

POLICE GUY: If a storm’s coming, we clearly need to go outside and hike to look for help we may or may not find several miles away.

ALL THE EXTRAS: The police guy’s right, let’s wander around in the snow!

SAM: Please! Don’t go! My studliness begs you! FOR THE LOVE OF GOD!

HEARTSTRING #39: *is tugged*

LAURA: Brian, the rich kid, the French woman and her kid, the homeless guy, and the three librarians and I will stay, Sam!

SAM: *tear*



D.C. Office of Sciency Things, Possibly Including NASA

JACK: Dr. Bilbo says the temperature is dropping in the North Atlantic! Catastrophic changes in the current are causing rilly rilly bad weather! Let me use your mainframe to update my paleoclimawhatsit model so I can tell you how fast we’re all going to die!

SCIENCY BOSS: No.

JACK: Let me use your mainframe!

SCIENCY BOSS: No.

JACK: Let me use your mainframe!

SCIENCY BOSS: No.

JASON: Hey baby, what’s shakin’?

DR. TAMLYN: Hawaii, apparently, which is where I was from but now no longer exists.

FRANK: Jason, you dork.

JASON: Come on, man, she is smokin’!

DR. TAMLYN: Dude, I’m right here.

FRANK: So, you wanna work with us?

DR. TAMLYN: Sounds like a plan.

Somewhere in the background:

JACK: Let me use your mainframe!

SCIENCY BOSS: NO!




Tiny Cages, New York Zoo

ZOOKEEPER #1: Why are we keeping all the animals in tiny cages in what looks like a boxcar?

ZOOKEEPER #2: Because it’s cold?

ZOOKEEPER #1: …

ZOOKEEPER #2: …

ZOOKEEPER #1: Okay, sure, that works for me.

ZOOKEEPER #2: Look! This bizarre weather is upsetting the animals!

BEARS: *howl*

LYNXES: *howl*

PENGUINS: *howl*

WOLVES: …

ZOOKEEPER #1: OMG THE PLOT POINTS HAVE ESCAPED!



Giant Room of Giant Computers (D.C. Office of Sciency Things, Possibly Including NASA)

MOVIE SCIENTISTS: NONE OF OUR THEORIES EXPLAIN WHAT’S HAPPENING AND WE’RE ALL GOING TO DIE!

JACK: Well, I have a non-Scottish professor in Scotland who says that the melting of the polar ice caps, as seen in my first scene in this movie, is causing a catastrophic desalinization of the North Atlantic, which in turn is screwing up the currents, which in turn is screwing up the rest of the weather.

MOVIE SCIENTISTS: Which means…?

JACK: Icy death.

MOVIE SCIENTISTS: OH NOES!

CLEO: Okay, so… if the problem is rapid desalinization… is there any way you could try to … resalinize the ocean?

MOVIE SCIENTISTS: So… what you’re suggesting is… we dump the world’s table salt reserves into the North Atlantic.

CLEO: I didn’t say… well, something like that. Only make it sciency.

MOVIE SCIENTISTS: …

CLEO: …

JACK: Ma’am, that idea is too stupid even for this movie.

SCIENCY BOSS: Clearly, Jack, you need to use the mainframe, if that’s the best idea we can come up with.



Vignettes from the NY Public Library of Freezing-Ass Cold

MR. LIBRARIAN: OMG YOU’RE GOING TO BURN NIETZSCHE??

YOUNG LIBRARIAN CHICK: OMG CHAUVINIST PIG! HE HAD A THING FOR HIS SISTER!

AUDIENCE: WTF?

* * *

POLICE GUY: Hey, son, you need help with that radio?

BRIAN: Hello, dorkiest dork who ever dorked, kthnxbai.

POLICE GUY: *backs off slowly*

* * *

MRS. LIBRARIAN: You okay?

LAURA: Yeah, my leg just hurts a little. I cut it back there pretty bad, but I’m sure this won’t emerge as a plot point of any importance about an hour from now.

* * *

RICHIE MCRIVAL J.D.: I bow to your scruffy good looks, man. Tell her how you feel.

SAM: Thanks, man. I’ll see if I can’t take some time out between freezing and starving to do that.



D.C. Office of Sciency Things, Possibly Including NASA

JACK: According to our Sciency Model of Death, the world will plunge into a new ice age in ten…

JASON: Months!

FRANK: Weeks!

JACK: DAYS OMG.

DR. TAMLYN: Jack, there’s a non-Scottish guy in Scotland on the phone for you?

DR. BILBO: Jack… we’re snowed in at the observatory and everyone else in the UK just got flash-frozen, so there’s no one left to come get us, and our generator is dying. We’re pretty much doomed.

JACK’S TEAM: *tear*

JACK: Is there anything I can do for you?

DR. BILBO: Well, since you can’t get us the bloody fuck out of here, I figure you can do whatever the fuck you want. *click*

FRANK: What did he say?

JACK: He said, “Save as many as you can.”



North Budafuck Observatory, Scotland

DR. BILBO: Well, our generator is failing, we’re snowed in, and the entire country just got flash-frozen to death, so I suggest we die boozing like gentlemen. Twelve-year-old Scotch for everyone!

BLACK ASSISTANT GUY: To England!

DR. BILBO: Which froze to death.

WHITE ASSISTANT GUY: To Manchester United!

DR. BILBO: Which froze to death.

BLACK ASSISTANT GUY: All right, you make a toast.

DR. BILBO: To mankind! Which may or may not have entirely frozen to death already.

AUDIENCE: …

DR. BILBO: …

NO ONE: *comes to save them*

AUDIENCE: OMG DR. BILBO IS REALLY GOING TO DIE! YOU CAN’T DIE, DR. BILBO!

DR. BILBO: You know, I was in other movies besides Lord of the Rings.

AUDIENCE [weeping]: Dr. Biiiiilboooo, nooooo…

DR. BILBO: *goes outside to freeze faster*



Sam Calls D.C. for Help

SAM: I know! Let’s use a pay phone six feet underwater to call my dad for help! Phones receive electricity directly from the phone company, not the electric company!

LAURA: If they’re underwater, won’t they still be out regardless of the power source?

SAM: Shhhhh, they’ll hear you.

Sam swims over to a tiny nook with a pay phone and calls his parents, who are overjoyed.

JACK: STAY ALIVE! I WILL FIND YOU!

SAM: Simmer down there, Hawkeye, we’ll be GLUG GLUG GLUG…

JACK AND LUCY: AHHHHHHH! OUR KID!

LAURA: OMGWTFSAM!

SAM: ...

LAURA: OMGWTFSAM!

SAM: ...

LAURA: SAM, YOU’RE TOO STUDLY TO DIE! OMGWTFSAAAAAM!

SAM: *pops up gasping for breath*

LAURA: OMG I must take off your clothes and bundle you inside my coat while I am also in it!

SAM: Best. Global. Epidemic. Ever.



D.C. Office of Sciency Things, Possibly Including NASA

JACK: Load up the Arctic Truck, I gotta go save my kid.

SCIENCY BOSS: I would try to dissuade you, but… you’re a crazy sumbitch who likes saving things. Go with God.

JACK: Thanks, man. Frank! What are you doing! You’re not coming with me!

FRANK: Come on, man, would I honestly be in this movie if I weren’t going with you?

JACK: Touché.

JASON: Also me, because I’m too dorky cute to leave behind. Goodbye, Dr. Tamlyn! Remember that I thought you were smokin’!

DR. TAMLYN: There goes a brave, brave dork.



Secret Back Room of Political Shenanigans

PRESIDENT: *looks like Al Gore*

SECRETARY OF STATE: *looks like a brunette Hillary Clinton*

PRESIDENT NOTGORE: What should we do, Mr. Vice President?

AUDIENCE: Uh… generally… isn’t the VP sort of… useless?

SECRETARY NOTCLINTON: Not in THIS administration.

AUDIENCE: HEY! YOU GOT YOUR POLITICAL SATIRE IN MY DISASTER MOVIE!

NOTCHENEY: I say we sit on our asses and do nothing, just like your “paleoclimatologist” making all these dire armchair “predictions” about how we’re going to “die.”

SECRETARY NOTCLINTON: Our paleoclimatologist is currently risking life and limb to save his son in New York, ASSHOLE.

NOTCHENEY: Oh.

TV NEWS: In other developments tonight, millions of Americans are evacuating to Mexico, which briefly closed the borders while drunk on the incredible irony of the situation, but then the administration forgave all Latin American debt. ¡Buenos días a nuestros nuevos amigos!



Scenes from the NY Public Library of Ass-Freezing Cold

MR. LIBRARIAN: OMG WE CAN’T BURN BOOKS!

SAM: Look, if we don’t burn ‘em, ain’t nobody gonna live to read ‘em.

MR. LIBRARIAN: FINE. You can burn anything but the Gutenberg Bible, because even though I’m an atheist and don’t believe in it, it’s the first printed book ever and the printed word is our finest human achievement.

SAM: Whatever. Hand me that Ayn Rand.

* * *

MRS. LIBRARIAN: Uh… we’re running out of snack-size Fritos over here.

HOMELESS GUY: *shows Brian how to insulate his coat with wadded pages*

* * *

LAURA: What was your favorite vacation?

SAM: This one time that I had to spend with my dad trapped on a ship in Greenland for ten days with nothing to do but hang out with him.

LAURA: Hon, I said “favorite,” not “suckiest.”

SAM: I know.

ANVILS: *fall through the theater ceiling and kill several audience members*

* * *

EVERYONE EXCEPT SAM AND LAURA: *is asleep*

LAURA: Everything I worked so hard for is gone! College, college, and college—gone!

SAM: You know why I actually joined the Decathlon team?

LAURA: Because you really like useless trivia?

SAM: No, because of you.

LAURA: Let’s make out.

SAM: Best. Fatal. Blizzard. Ever.



Arctic Truck, Somewhere Outside Philadelphia

ARCTIC TRUCK: *runs into metal sign, stalls*

FRANK: Uh.

JACK: Everybody out! We’re walking to New York!

JASON: Jack, that’s, like, a hundred miles from here. Also, you told everyone else to stay inside.

JACK: I’ve walked further than that in the Arctic!

FRANK: The hell you have!

JACK: You got a better idea?

FRANK AND JASON: …

NO ONE: *mentions J.D.’s brother*



Some Hospital in D.C.

LUCY’S FRIEND: We’ve got to go, Lucy.

LUCY: I can’t leave The Littlest Cancer Patient!

THE LITTLEST CANCER PATIENT: Is the ambulance coming for us, Dr. Lucy?

LUCY: Yes, hon, I'm sure those bastard screenwriters wouldn't leave us here to die just for the sake of a moment of cheap, sentimental tragedy.

SCREENWRITERS: *look away, whistling*

LUCY’S FRIEND: *bursts into tears*



NY Public Library of Freezing-Ass Cold, The Next Morning

LAURA: *does not wake up*

SAM: OMGWTFLAURA!

MRS. LIBRARIAN: Using one of the books we haven’t burned yet, I will attempt to diagnose her condition. Fever?

SAM: Yes.

MRS. LIBRARIAN: Pulse?

BRIAN: Fast.

MRS. LIBRARIAN: Injuries incurred saving the French woman and her kid from a taxi?

FRENCH WOMAN: Mon dieu!

LAURA’S CUT LEG: *is putrid*

MRS. LIBRARIAN: She needs penicillin!

J.D.: I bet there’s some on the big frozen ship!

SAM: *starts making snowshoes out of cane chair backs*

BRIAN: Dude, that is, like, so hardcore.



Somewhere on the Eastern Seaboard

Jack, Frank, and Jason, who are all tied together like sled dogs, have decided to mountaineer over a shopping mall with a glass roof.

GLASS: CRACK!

FRANK: *falls through*

JACK: We’ll save you, Frank! Just let the sled go!

FRANK: *cuts off the sled*

GLASS: CRRRRACK!

JACK: Frank! We’ll save you! Don’t cut your rope, Frank! We’ll save you, Frank! Whatever you do, don’t cut your own rope!

FRANK [in slo-mo]: *cuts his own rope*

JACK [in slo-mo]: NOOOOOOOOO! WHYYYYY, GOD, WHYYYYY!

JASON [in slo-mo]: Well, I’m too cuuuuute to diiiiie, for ooooone.



Somewhere on the Eastern Seaboard, An Hour Later

Jason keels over and Jack has to drag him around on the other sled like a deer carcass.

JACK: Dork.



Some Frozen Russian Ship

Sam, Brian, and J.D. snowshoe out to the ship.

THE NY LIBRARY: *has no more cane-backed chairs*

J.D.: How do we get into the infirmary? It’s locked!

BRIAN: Look! There’s an axe—

Donnie Darko: Action Hero! grabs the axe, breaks the window, shimmies out, creeps across a ledge on the outside of the ship, and hacks into the infirmary.

BRIAN: …that we could break the door lock with?

SAM: Now you tell me.

BRIAN: Yay! The Russian penicillin magically has English written on the bottom!

J.D.: Let’s go get Russian ship rations to bring back, too!

SOME GUY ON THE MOVIE SPOILER: Once they go outside and they arrive on the ship, Sam realizes that a big cage door is open. He looks on the door and it says "Wolves.”

CLEO: Except for the part where the wolves escaped from the zoo like ten pages ago. Look, just admit you went out for popcorn.

The boys have some complicated plan of locking the wolves in and using Sam as bait and running away but somehow the wolves end up snacking on J.D.’s leg anyway. Sam and Brian drag him outside in a life raft just as…



Somewhere on the Eastern Seaboard

JACK: OMG THE EYE OF THE STORM!



Outside Some Frozen Russian Ship

SAM: HURRY! WE HAVE TO OUTRUN THE TEMPERATURE!



Somewhere on the Eastern Seaboard

Jack dumps Jason through the roof (of a Wendy’s, IIRC?), jumps in after him, and starts setting things on fire.



The White House

SECRET SERVICE GUY: Mr. President, we have to go. The storm is coming.

NOTGORE: Look, I’m on the phone, okay?

SECRET SERVICE GUY: What, you don’t have a cell phone? WE ARE LEAVING.



Outside Some Frozen NY Library

SAM AND BRIAN: *haul ass and J.D. inside*

SAM: RUN, BRIAN! TELL THEM TO CLOSE THE DOORS!

J.D.: *wibbles around on his chewed leg*

SAM: RUN, MOTHERFUCKER!

Sam ends up dragging J.D. up to the others while the… freezing… chases them across the floor.

SAM: SHUT THE DOORS, GODDAMMIT!

THE FLOORS: *freeze*

THE DOORS: *freeze*

THE WALLS: *freeze*

SAM: The good news is, we got the penicillin and the freezing magically didn’t kill us. The bad news is… I don’t think we’re going anywhere anytime soon.



Some Base Camp in Latin America

SECRETARY NOTCLINTON: Uh, Mr. Vice President?

VP NOTCHENEY: What do you want?

SECRETARY NOTCLINTON: Uh… NotGore kinda didn’t make it.

VP NOTCHENEY: What do you MEAN, he didn’t MAKE IT?

SECRETARY NOTCLINTON: I mean that he died for our ecological sins because he wouldn’t get off the phone and get the hell out of the country.

VP NOTCHENEY: ...

SECRETARY NOTCLINTON: ...

VP NOTCHENEY: We are so fucked.

SECRETARY NOTCLINTON: Tell me about it.



Some Hospital in D.C.

EMT: Ma’am? Did someone order an ambulance for The Littlest Cancer Patient?

LUCY: OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU.

HEARTSTRING #79: *does not tug*

SCREENWRITERS: What?

AUDIENCE: Oh, whatever. Like you were going to kill off The Littlest Cancer Patient.



Outside Some Frozen NY Library

JACK AND JASON: *find the frozen police guy and the other library people*

HEARTSTRING #68: *is tugged*

JACK: OH MY GOD WHERE IS THE LIBRARY?

THE LIBRARY: *is buried up to the roof in snow*

Jack and Jason break into the frozen library and find a frozen room full of people bundled up like Moldavian beggar women asleep in front of a pile of flaming books.

LAURA (waking up): Who’s that?

SAM: That’s my dad!

JACK: *glows*

SAM: *glows*

HOW TO WRITE BETTER SCRIPTS: Have you included a touching family reconciliation in your finale?

SCREENWRITERS: *high-five*



Epilogue

Jack calls Sciency Boss, who sends out helicopters for the survivors. They find a few hundred more survivors on top of NY buildings. Dr. Lucy and The Littlest Cancer Patient make it to South America, although they still can’t find the kid’s parents. We never hear about J.D.’s little brother or Laura’s putrid leg again.

JACK: *smiles at Sam*

SAM: *smiles at Jack*

LAURA: *puts her head on Sam’s shoulder*

SAM: *is dead from smile*

PRESIDENT NOTCHENEY: Now that we have almost completely vacated the United States, infiltrated Latin America, and turned South America into our own personal campground, everyone has made us feel so at home. The world is one great big icy hug right now, and for that, I thank you all.

SOME LATIN AMERICAN: ¡AY! Get off my lawn, you lousy gringos!

FIN.


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*chuckle* my great uncle was the shop keeper for the Tokyo scene... but it was filmed in Montreal :)

My reply to this? 'Oh, cool!'

ok, so i haven't even finished it all, but I LOVE THE DONNIE DARKO REF! I saw the first preview and started cracking up and said, "You know, I don't think I've ever seen Jake Gyllenhaal anywhere near a plane... NOT!"

*rotflmao*

Oh my... oh my oh my... That was wonderful.

Best. Disaster. Movie. Ever. *grin*

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(Anonymous)
rock on! Totally LOVE it!!!

Can you to a Harry Potter and the POA in 15 minutes when it comes out this weekend?

Please?

I'll BEG.I really wanna see you do one!!

Trust me, I fully intend to. :)

and now that I've read it, I must bow down and worship you. :o) I haven't seen it, but now I'm going to just so that I can run this through my head lol!

TV NEWS: In other developments tonight, millions of Americans are evacuating to Mexico, which briefly closed the borders while drunk on the incredible irony of the situation, but then the administration forgave all Latin American debt. ¡Buenos días a nuestros nuevos amigos!

Fuckin' hilarious!

You laugh but... I'm not making that part up. :)

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HA ha ha ha! I haven't even seen the movie yet. I only hope I will be able to stop giggling as I watch it and think of your review.

LAURA: OMG I must take off your clothes and bundle you inside my coat while I am also in it!

SAM: Best. Global. Epidemic. Ever.

FILWDORK: *wants to be Laura*

Awesome job. :) I just saw it today, and then yay TDAT in 15 minutes! :)

TV NEWS: In other developments tonight, millions of Americans are evacuating to Mexico, which briefly closed the borders while drunk on the incredible irony of the situation, but then the administration forgave all Latin American debt. ¡Buenos días a nuestros nuevos amigos!

Oh yeah, I totally cracked up for like 10 minutes when they showed that part.

Freakin hilarious :) *worship*

I saw this on Friday and I left the theater thinking, "Dude, I hope Cleo does a 15 minutes for this! I can't wait to read it!"
And you didn't disappoint.
SO FUNNY!

And I can't wait till you do RotK. I watched it with some friends today and even though we all love it, we still made fun of it cause its fun! :)

TOKYO: HAILSTONED!

SOME JAPANESE GUY: Aieeee! I run across the street for no apparent reason!


Bwa! I was expecting Godzilla to show up as soon as you mentioned Tokyo and guys running. Then I remembered, oops, wrong disaster movie. :)

Excellent. I know I'm going to be laughing at this when I see this in the theatre. Can't wait to see what you do with ROTK and Harry Potter.

Really should not have read this before I saw it, but after the fantastic rendition of Troy, I couldn't resist.

And now I'm sure to be chuckling throughout the film tomorrow afternoon.

Ah, me. ::melodramatic sigh::

::cheeky grin::

soooo...

"Jack dumps Jason through the roof (of a Wendy’s, IIRC?), jumps in after him, and starts setting things on fire."

what is iirc? i'm not cool.

great job, as always! =D especially the screenwriters part. hah!!

"If I recall correctly." :)

of a Wendy’s, IIRC?

I think it was the Burger King. Only because there were so many open flame grills.. and I've seen them before at BK.

I am also a dork. So yeah.

No, she was right, it was a Wendy's.


I bask in the glow of your comic genius. Geniusness. Geniusosity. Whatever.

*holds light reflector up to chin for full effect*

Awww! Really, it took me a while to get into the flow of this one. I sat and stared at it for about two days before I was able to think of stuff.

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