Michael Flatley's BLACKBIRD: The Leaked Script TELL NO ONE. BLACKBIRD: Man, it sure is hard running this luxurious nightclub when you used to be a secret agent when the two things have nothing to do with each other. Oh, hello, old flame. OLD FLAME: I bring mystery and danger. Now kiss me, because you are so much more handsome than me. BLACKBIRD: But I love you anyway. OLD FLAME: You were always too good for me! BLACKBIRD (chuckles affectionately): I know. OLD FLAME: Let's dance like we used to! Let's dance the night away! (Long pause. A very sad Blackbird sits, tries to find the right words)
BLACKBIRD: You know I can't dance...not ever again. OLD FLAME: OH BLACKBIRD! BLACKBIRD: Not...not since... (reveals his iron feet; guitar by Paul McCartney begins flashback montage) SPOILER: The feet are actually tap-triggered machine guns ___________________
"Eternity with Beelzebub, and all his hellish instruments of death, will be a picnic compared to five minutes with me and this pencil." - E. Blackadder, 1791 Questionable
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