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"Soul Bossa Nova" by Quincy Jones & His Orchestra

The scene fades back in, and that familiar mist is all over the screen. You remember it from the last time
and then into the picture you hear that familiar music and that familiar coughing. Paustin and Skarrphace are
back once again. As the mist fades out, you see Paustin and Skarrphace just as we left them in the hospital,
only now they seem to be in some sort of small house. There's a T.V. with aluminum foil rabbit ears on top in
one corner, and a ragged old sofa on the wall. There isn't much for carpet on the ground and the place smells
of bad garbage. Skarrphace and Paustin make ugly faces as Paustin is the first one to speak.

Paustin Hours: Crykey....the smell in here could raise the dead....oooh, this is awful....

Skarrphace: Where the hell are we now, Paustin?

Paustin Hours: Well, if I don't miss my guess, we're in the teenage home of Mr. Justin Sane....and if I don't miss my second guess, he should be walking through that door right...about....now....

Just as Paustin finishes speaking, Justin walks through the front door, backpack slung over his shoulder, the
picture of puberty gone bad. His face is broken out into what seems like dozens of pimples, his face all oily. He is
big for his age though, but he walks with an awkward stroll. He's got a Hulk Hogan t-shirt on, a pair of Wrangler jeans
and some Pony tennis shoes on. He looks mad as well.

Paustin Hours: I wonder what's got him so upset...

Skarrphace: I think his Pony's have holes in them....*laughs*

Justin seems to be speaking to himself outloud, not aware of the invisible guests in the room listening.

Teenage Justin: Damn Susie Johnson....I give her my valentine's box of candy and she laughs and throws it in the trash...I'll never get a date to the Valentine's Day dance....the only thing I'm good at is wrassling, and even there I haven't won a match in 2 years....I'll never amount to anything....

Just then, Justin's mother walks through the door from the kitchen with a big smile on her face.
She looks much the same as she did in the hospital, sweaty and her hair all stringy, but she's glad to see her son.

Juanita Mae: Justin! You're home early....how was school today?

Teenage Justin: It sucked, Mom....everybody hates me and Susie Johnson won't go with me to the dance....my life is over....

Juanita Mae: Now Justin, what have I told you about life....when life hands you lemons....

Teenage Justin: ....you make lemonade....I know that, Mother, but I'm 14 years old....I'm practically a grown man, and I can't get a girl to go with me to a stupid dance....am I ugly, Mom?

Juanita Mae: Why, of course not, Justin...something must be wrong with all of them....don't you worry about all that....now, I want you to go outside and play, some of your friends from the neighborhood stopped by right before you got here and said they were playing baseball down by the railroad tracks....wanted to see if you would come down....

Teenage Justin: By the railroad tracks?!? GREAT!!!

Justin drops his bookbag and heads out the door in a big rush. Juanita Mae picks up his bookbag and
sets it in the corner of the room and goes back into the kitchen.

Skarrphace: Is that it?

Paustin Hours: Of course not, silly....close your eyes....*snaps fingers*

Suddenly, when Skarrphace opens his eyes again, they are down by the railroad tracks, where the boys are playing
baseball. Justin is in right field and Skarrphace and Paustin are in the stands watching the game.

Skarrphace: I guess we get to see Justin make a mockery of the national pastime now?

Paustin Hours: Something like that....wait, here it is....

One of the boys is at bat and the pitcher throws the ball and the batter nails the pitch into right field.
Justin makes a run for it only to trip on his shoe strings and fall down flat on his face as the ball drops
10 feet from him. The second baseman runs back and gets the ball while many of the kids are laughing at him.

Skarrphace: *laughing* That's classic....*yells* Hey Justin, you idiot, I've got the perfect position you can play....Left Out! *laughs*

Paustin Hours: He is rather bad, isn't he? Wait...close your eyes again....

As Skarrphace opens his eyes back up, Justin is at the plate now, batting. The kids are still
giving him grief about the missed flyball from earlier, but Justin seems determined to do well. The pitcher winds
up and throws the pitch.

Skarrphace: Oh! Steeeerike one! *laughs* Try again, Justin....

The pitcher winds up again and throws the ball, Justin swings and misses, strike two.

Paustin Hours: Just see the bat hit the ball, Justin, you can do it, old chap!

Skarrphace: He can't hear us, remember idiot?

Paustin Hours: Oh right....

The pitcher is laughing now as Justin is down in the count no balls and two strikes. The
pitcher steps off the mound and yells down to Justin.

Pitcher: Hey Justin, I'll throw this one underhand...like girl's softball, just so you can hit it, ok?

Teenage Justin: Just throw the ball, I'm gonna hit it so hard it's gonna knock you off the mound....

The pitcher laughs as he tosses the ball underhanded and Justin swings violently and....

Skarrphace: STEEEEE-RIKE THREEEEEEE! YOU'RE OUT! *laughs*

All the kids burst out in laughter as Justin drops the bat and runs off the field, apparently leaving to go
home. Many of the kids are still laughing about it as Paustin and Skarrphace stand up to leave.

Paustin Hours: You know, he almost hit it that last time....poor kid, I'm starting to feel sorry for him now....

Skarrphace: Hey, don't bother, alright? He didn't turn out better in the end....trust me....wait a tick, there's that mist again....

Paustin Hours: You took my line again! You bastard! Why, I oughta....

The mist covers Paustin and Skarrphace as Paustin begins to cough again, and the music fades out.
The scene then fades to complete darkness and utter silence.

Stay Tuned for the exciting conclusion to "Justin Sane - This Is Your Life!", coming soon!

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