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Super Critic: Enter the Catty Woman
by Mike Barber - June 27, 2001 12:00 AM
INT. COCKTAIL LOUNGE.
SUPER CRITIC is standing at the bar with his old friend PROFESSOR EXASPERATED.
SUPER CRITIC Professor Exasperated, you're really pounding those drinks down!
PROFESSOR EXASPERATED It you were locked in a room with Bill Maher for three days, you'd be doing the same thing.
SUPER CRITIC Well, when you put it that way.... drink yourself silly, old friend. Drink yourself silly.
PROFESSOR EXASPERATED What have you been up to?
SUPER CRITIC Same old same old. Had to bust up the Telly Savalas Gang...
PROFESSOR EXASPERATED Again? What were they up to?
SUPER CRITIC Penny-ante stuff. They kidnapped Ted Danson's toupee, and threatened to destroy it unless they received $20 million dollars in gold bullion.
PROFESSOR EXASPERATED Those fiends! Well, obviously you got it back.
SUPER CRITIC Of course! You should have seen Danson. He wept like a baby.
PROFESSOR EXASPERATED I like happy endings.
SUPER CRITIC So do I...
Right at that moment, THE MISANTHROPE pulls up to the bar.
MISANTHROPE (to bartender) Scotch and water.
SUPER CRITIC Misanthrope! How's it hanging, big fella?
MISANTHROPE Ahhh, I had to punish Tony Danza today.
SUPER CRITIC Really?
MISANTHROPE Yeah, he was planning to do another one of his cabaret shows.
PROFESSOR EXASPERATED Tony Danza? Tony Danza sings?
MISANTHROPE Well, not anymore.
SUPER CRITIC I'm afraid to ask... but what did you do to him?
MISANTHROPE I just put the fear of God in him.
SUPER CRITIC And that entailed?
MISANTHROPE Not much. Just breaking his back.
SUPER CRITIC My God, don't you think that's a little extreme?
MISANTHROPE Not if you've sat through one of his performances.
SUPER CRITIC I don't like your methods, Misanthrope.
MISANTHROPE You and I are very much alike, Super Critic. Television is our religion, yet we have both fallen from the purer faith. Our methods have not differed as much as you pretend. I am but a shadowy reflection of you. It would take only a nudge to make you like me. To push you out of the light.
SUPER CRITIC Oooo-kaaay.
MISANTHROPE You know it's true.
SUPER CRITIC And on that note, I'll think I'll go say hello to the mysterious and alluring Catty Woman.
SUPER CRITIC begins walking away.
MISANTHROPE You know it's true, Super Critic! He knows it's true. He knows...
PROFESSOR EXASPERATED (to the Misanthrope) So what kind of material did Tony Danza sing?
MISANTHROPE Mostly stuff by Louie Prima.
PROFESSOR EXASPERATED Really?!
MISANTHROPE I know... makes sick inside just thinking about it.
SUPER CRITIC walks over to the table where CATTY WOMAN is having a glass of wine.
SUPER CRITIC: Is this seat taken?
CATTY WOMAN No.
SUPER CRITIC May I... take it?
CATTY WOMAN It's a free country.
SUPER CRITIC sits down.
SUPER CRITIC Long time, no see. Where have you been hiding out, baby?
CATTY WOMAN Have you put on weight? It's looks like you've put on some weight.
SUPER CRITIC Ouch! The Catty Woman's claws are always out. Baby, why are you so mean to me?
CATTY WOMAN Sometimes I just feel the need to draw a little blood.
SUPER CRITIC So beautiful, and yet so cold and remorseless.
CATTY WOMAN Would you love me any other way?
SUPER CRITIC Of course not.
CATTY WOMAN So have you seen The Weakest Link?
SUPER CRITIC I flipped through it for a few minutes.
CATTY WOMAN What did you think?
SUPER CRITIC No much. The host is a little too smug for my taste.
CATTY WOMAN Maybe somebody ought to take her down a peg.
SUPER CRITIC Maybe somebody should. Are you making a suggestion?
CATTY WOMAN Just thinking aloud.
SUPER CRITIC Maybe we could team up and do it together...
CATTY WOMAN Are you making a suggestion?
SUPER CRITIC Just... thinking aloud.
SUPER CRITIC and CATTY WOMAN stare silently in to each other's eyes for moment. And then begin kissing each other madly, going at it right on the table. THE MISANTHROPE watches the couple make out from afar.
MISANTHROPE (yelling) Get a room!
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