When life inspires art....
ELGIN sits behind his desk clicking away at a keyboard. STEVE
Stevens appears at the door.
Hey. Come on in. Have a seat. How
can I help you today?
I've been trying to get a line of
Excellent, I hope I can help. So
what's your name?
Okay. And you have an account here
with the bank.
Yes, I do.
Great. This'll just take a quick
second while I, oh. Well. That's.
Elgin bursts in to laughter.
Is there a problem?
I'm, jeez, I'm sorry about that.
It's just that, uh.
He bursts in to laughter again.
Ah, sorry. Just hold on a second,
Elgin slaps a button on the phone. It dials and rings through
Hey, Marty. You got a minute.
Great, can you come over to my
office for a moment.
I'll be right there.
Elgin slaps another button on the phone.
This'll just take a minute.
MARTY pops in to the room.
Well, Mr. Stevens here is inquiring
about a line of credit.
Okay. So what do you need me for?
Come here and check this out.
Marty checks out the information on the monitor. Elgin
stifles a few chuckles while he reads. They both burst in
So is that a no?
Hey, you never know until you
process the application, right?
No! Get the fuck out of my office.
Come back when you have money.
Steve gets up to leave.
Could you close the door on your
way out. Thanks.
Steve exits and closes the door. Marty and Elgin continue
Thanks, I needed that.
And right before the weekend. What
more could you ask for?
Not necessarily looking for a critique. Just venting. I can't imagine making this as anything other than a flash animation.