Today’s the Disney-ABC deadline. My application got in the mail yesterday, but in honor of the day, I suggested that this week’s theme should be Disney. Hope you enjoy. Next week’s theme *should* be up to David, but if he’s not fully back in the battle, it’ll fall to Michael.
 

(A lab. An odd mixture of modern and Gernsback-inspired equipment. THREE MEN in white lab coats hover over a metal tube. WALT DISNEY sleeps inside.)
TITLE: TODAY. A TOP-SECRET LAB DEEP BENEATH EPCOT CENTER.

PERRAULT
His vitals are almost normal, he should be up any–

(Walt pops up. A bell goes off.)

WALT
Oh boy, that was a good nap. Heya fellas.

HAND
It worked! It really worked!

WALT
Well of course it did, son. This is the best reanimation equipment money can buy. What’s the date?

HAND
2008. August 2008.

WALT
That was a little longer than I expected. Darn. Tell me, how’s the company doing? Did it get by alright once our copyrights went into the public domain?

LUSKE
Into the…no. Mr. Disney, we still have all our copyrights.

WALT
You did say 2008, right son?

HAND
Yessir.

LUSKE
You can thank Sonny Bono.

PERRAULT
Sonny Bono’s dead.

HAND
Actually, he’s in that tube over there.

WALT
Alright. So we’ve still got our characters. Good. What else. (BEAT) Hey! It’s 2008. It’s an Olympiad!

HAND
Yessir. Would you like to watch them while you’re finishing your recovery?

WALT
Sure! Who doesn’t love the Olympics?

(A TV is turned on, and we hear Bob Costas spinning a melodramatic tale of woe over a John Tesh score. Walt’s face drops as he watches.)

WALT
Where the hell is Jim McKay?!?

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(Another lab room, the same mixture of high and sci-fi tech. Walt stands behind a bank of monitors and a board. The three techs operate the board.)
TITLE: 2012. A TOP-SECRET LAB BENEATH EPCOT CENTER

WALT
Hit is, boys!

(On the screens, we see an Animatronic JIM MCKAY.)

MCKAY
Hello. Welcome to ABC Sports coverage of the Thirtieth Olympiad. I’m Jim McKay.

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