My dream now: Budd Schulberg and Paddy Chayefsky come back to earth to collaborate and create a new masterpiece, “A FACE IN THE NETWORK!” Where Ivanka Trump pushes the button at the end of “The Donald On The Road” Tv show as a bloviating The Donald, spews venom among his rap team headed by Kanye West as cameras roll. The Donald, thinking the mic is “dead” rants with giddy delight: BELOW A POSSIBLE CHAYEFSKY/SCHULBERG SCENARIO. Enjoy.
The Donald
Night suckers….they’re like putty in my hand.
Kanye
No The Donald, they’re my suckers.
The Donald
Kanye, my man, shut up and let me do the talking and the thinking. You’re so dense you tweeted for a loan from Zuckerberg.
Kanye
Hell man, you should be tweeting for a loan. Your sorry ass is broke.
THe Donald
Nah, look at those boobs out there in the audience screaming and cheering me! They’re sending in millions! A hundred here and there from their pensions, money they steal from their grandmas sending it to me, cause I’m their saviour.
Ivanka looks on in horror from the control booth. She SUDDENLY sees her father for who he is, a greedy, arrogant narcissist! Disgusted she reaches down and turns on the mic. Suddenly the studio audience is awash in the yammering of The Donald.
The Donald
And soon they’ll be living in their cars and on the streets to finance me and my Emperor-ship!
Kanye
Emperor? Man that’s bogus, you’d be President, dude.
The Donald
(cackling)
Nah, that’s just to get in! Once I’ve got my hand on the button, they’re gonna anoint me Emperor of The Americas!
Ivanka turns up the volume as she sobs. Trump’s men try to wrest her away, but she nails them in the balls with her six inch stilettos!
Montage:
The audience, homes across America, bars, street corners as Americans react in stunned terror at the words coming from Trump. He is a monster after all!
In the studio:
The audience rises in a wave and storms the stage. Kanye, sensing imminent doom, runs into the wings and locks himself in the bathroom.
Ivanka falls over the console is giddy tears.
The Donald looks on in horror. He cannot stop the mob! The descend upon him!
In the melee it takes security guards ages to pull back the crowd.
On the stage floor
All that’s left of The Donald is his hair!
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