Drac Talk

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INT. RADIO STUDIO – NIGHT
DRACULA wears headphones and sits at a mic. The studio is dark, the only light a greenish-blue glow from the board and a narrow spot on his mesmerizing eyes. His accent is pure Bela Lugosi.

DRAC
Good evening. Welcome to another edition of “Drac Talk”. The board is already lit up so let’s get right to the phones. Our first caller is Drazen.
(beat)
Drazen, what’s your question?

DRAZEN speaks with an accent similar but more subtle than Drac’s.

DRAZEN (O.S.)
Hello, your highness.

DRAC
Drac will be fine, caller.

DRAZEN (O.S.)
Yes, Drac. You see, I live in a rent controlled apartment in the meat packing district. What used to be the meat packing district, at least. It used to be a good, quiet neighborhood. Lots of people from the old country, with the smells and sounds I was used to. Many of the people were less fortunate
(beat)
with no families to watch over them.

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