Blakes 71978

Commentator:
[in an ordinary conversational tone] That all right?

Viscast Director:
[bored] Fine.

Commentator:
Oh, that good, eh?

Viscast Director:
Well, what do you want me to say? It was your usual delicate mixture of enthusiasm and dignified clich?.

Commentator:
I love you too. What's next?

Viscast Director:
[incredulous] You mean you've forgotten? I don't know why we bothered to rehearse.

Commentator:
From the way you've been juggling those remotes I didn't think you had.

Viscast Director:
If the performer won't move then the camera must.

Commentator:
I thought it might confuse you if I moved.

Viscast Director:
Oh, you've been *thinking*? Another first.

[unintelligible sounds of another voice]

Viscast Director:
What? What d'you mean you've missed them? Oh, wonderful! Congratulations! Crowd scenes we can get anywhere, you idiot! Darvid?

Commentator:
Yes?

Viscast Director:
We missed them at the spaceport.

Commentator:
[calmly] It happens.

Viscast Director:
[frustrated] Only to me! They didn't even wave to the crowd. Their seconds bundled them straight into two V.I.P. shuttles and off.

Commentator:
We'll get some good shots of them when they present their credentials to the Arbiters.

Viscast Director:
Oh, remembered finally have we?