Earth! I know where it is!

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Bart Gets Famous

Original airdate in N.A.: 3-Feb-94


Sideshow Mel rants at Bart, but soon the boy finds it tiresome. "Show business sucks," he says, walking dejectedly towards the exit.

Krusty: Bart! I need to use you in a sketch.

Bart: You want me to be on the show?

Krusty: It's just one line. Mel's supposed to say it, but he's dead.

Bart: Dead?

Krusty: Or sick, I dunno. I forget. Anyway, all you gotta do is say, "I am waiting for a bus." Then I hit you with pies for five minutes. Got that?

Bart: "I am waiting for a bus."

Krusty: Makes _me_ laugh. Let's go!


On a set taken from the early 1900s, a mustached Krusty stands next to a pie cart. He motions for a mustached Bart to walk in, which Bart does. "I am waiting for a -- whoa!" Bart says, bumping into a prop. He knocks over a couple more props, and then the backdrop starts to shake. It falls off its support, dragging a couple of spotlights with it. Bart excuses himself hurriedly with "I didn't do it."










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Stephen King

The Stand - The Complete & Uncut Edition


Chapter 26

Some campus group, probably either Students for a Democratic Society or the Young Maoists, had been busy with a ditto machine during the night of June 25-26. In the morning, these posters were plastered all over the University of Kentucky at Louisville campus:

ATTENTION! ATTENTION! ATTENTION! ATTENTION!

YOU ARE BEING LIED TO! THE GOVERNMENT IS LYING TO YOU! THE PRESS, WHICH HAS BEEN CO-OPTED BY THE FORCES OF THE PIG PARAMILITARY, IS LYING TO YOU! THE ADMINISTRATION OF THIS UNIVERSITY IS LYING TO YOU, AS ARE THE INFIRMARY DOCTORS UNDER THE ADMINISTRATION’S ORDERS!

1. THERE IS NO SUPERFLU VACCINE.

2. SUPERFLU IS NOT A SERIOUS DISEASE, IT IS A DEADLY DISEASE.

3. SUSCEPTIBILITY MAY RUN AS HIGH AS 75%.

4. SUPERFLU WAS DEVELOPED BY THE FORCES OF THE U.S. PIG PARAMILITARY AND DISBURSED BY ACCIDENT.

5. THE U.S. PIG PARAMILITARY NOW MEANS TO COVER UP THEIR MURDEROUS BLUNDER EVEN IF IT MEANS 75% OF THE POPULATION WILL DIE!

ALL REVOLUTIONARY PEOPLE, GREETINGS! THE TIME OF OUR STRUGGLE IS NOW! UNITE, STRIVE, CONQUER!

MEETING IN GYM AT 7:00 PM!

STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE! STRIKE!

What happened at WBZ-TV in Boston had been planned the night before by three newscasters and six technicians, all operating in Studio 6. Five of these men played poker regularly, and six of the nine were already ill. They felt they had nothing to lose. They collected nearly a dozen handguns. Bob Palmer, who anchored the morning news, brought them upstairs inside a flight bag where he usually carried his notes, pencils, and several legal-sized notepads.

The entire broadcast facility was cordoned off by what they had been told were National Guardsmen, but as Palmer had told George Dickerson the night before, they were the only over-fifty Guardsmen he had ever seen.

At 9:01 A.M., just after Palmer had begun to read the soothing copy he had been handed ten minutes before by an army noncom, a coup took place. The nine of them effectively captured the television station. The soldiers, who hadn’t expected any real trouble from a soft bunch of civilians accustomed to reporting tragedy at long distance, were taken completely by surprise and disarmed. Other station personnel joined the small rebellion, and cleared the sixth floor quickly and locked all the doors. The elevators were brought to six before the soldiers on the lobby level quite knew what was happening. Three soldiers tried to come up the east fire stairs, and a janitor named Charles Yorkin, armed with an army-issue carbine, fired a shot over their heads. It was the only shot fired.

Viewers in the WBZ-TV broadcast area saw Bob Palmer stop his newscast in the middle of a sentence, and heard him say, “Okay, right now!” There were scuffling sounds off-camera. When it was over, thousands of bemused viewers saw that Bob Palmer was now holding a snub-nosed pistol in his hand.

A hoarse, off-mike voice yelled jubilantly: “We got em, Bob! We got the bastards! We got em all!”

“Okay, that’s good work,” Palmer said. He then faced into the camera again. “Fellow citizens of Boston, and Americans in our broadcast area. Something both grave and terribly important has just happened in this studio, and I am very glad it has happened here first, in Boston, the cradle of American independence. For the last seven days, this broadcast facility has been under guard by men purporting to be National Guardsmen. Men in army khaki, armed with guns, have been standing beside our cameramen, in our control rooms, beside our teletypes. Has the news been managed? I am sorry to say that this is the case. I have been given copy and forced to read it, almost literally with gun to my head. The copy I have been reading has to do with the so-called ‘superflu epidemic,’ and all of it is patently false.”

Lights began to flicker on the switchboard. Within fifteen seconds every light was on.

“Our cameramen have taken film that has either been confiscated or deliberately exposed. Our reporters’ stories have disappeared. Yet we do have film, ladies and gentlemen, and we have correspondents right here in the studio-professional reporters, but eyewitnesses to what may be the greatest disaster this country has ever faced… and I do not use those words lightly. We are going to run some of this film for you now. All of it was taken clandestinely, and some of it is of poor quality. Yet we here, who have just liberated our own television station, think you may see enough. More, indeed, than you might have wished.”










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Stephen King

The Stand - The Complete & Uncut Edition


Chapter 29


At just past noon on the twenty-fourth, Elder and two male nurses had come and taken away the television. The nurses had removed it while Elder stood by, holding his revolver (neatly wrapped in a Baggie) on Stu. But by then Stu hadn’t wanted or needed the TV—it was just putting out a lot of confused shit anyway. All he had to do was stand at his barred window and look out at the town on the river below. Like the man on the record said, “You don’t need a weatherman to know which way the wind blows.”










"Earth 2"

"The Enemy Within"

Sunday 8 January 1995

Episode 8 Season 1 DVD video:

00:10:10


Morgan Martin: I trust you at least appreciate the importance of fine record keeping.

Dr. Julia Heller: Yes. All medical activity is logged on gear and dated chronologically.

Morgan Martin: Oh, excellent, Dr. Heller.

Ulysses Adair: [ Karate Yells ]

John Danziger: [ working on vehicle ] Okay, Zero, work here is done.

Zero the Robot: Yes, sir.

John Danziger: Uly, watch - ! [ leaps to push Ulysses Adair out of the way of the falling vehicle ]

John Danziger: You okay, buddy?

Ulysses Adair: Yeah.

John Danziger: Yeah? Just hold still. Oh, boy.

Devon Adair: What happened?

Ulysses Adair: It was an accident, Mom.

John Danziger: Yeah. Just got a little too close for comfort.

Devon Adair: Yeah, but it's bleeding.

Dr. Julia Heller: It's not serious. I can take care of it right here. You all right?

Ulysses Adair: Yeah.

Devon Adair: You sure?

Ulysses Adair: Uh-huh.

John Danziger: Yeah. He's a tough guy.

Dr. Julia Heller: [ narrating ] With each day, against my better judgment, I grow more convinced of how much this group needs me in order to survive, and the war inside me intensifies.



- posted by H.V.O.M - Kerry Wayne Burgess 12:46 PM Pacific Time somewhere near Seattle Washington USA Friday 28 February 2014