EXT. BEACH
DAYTIME, LIGHT RAIN
GOD, in the
form of a man dressed in a white seersucker suit, holds a white umbrella and walks
toward SATAN, also in the form of a man wearing a black tuxedo, carrying a
black umbrella.
GOD
You’re early. That’s a first.
SATAN
I wouldn’t want to be late for our meeting.
GOD
So … what’s with the tux?
SATAN
I’m celebrating. It will be nice to have
people worship me instead of despise me for a change.
GOD
(under his breath)
Don’t get your hopes up. A lot of people
despise me.
SATAN
Okay, let’s get down to business. The
swap won’t be for too long, just a thousand years this time. You can do whatever you want.
GOD
Really? You’re not going to micromanage
me again? None of this “Don’t make
anything worse than it already is”?
SATAN
Worse? You’re talking to me about worse? Ha!
That’s rich.
GOD
Well, what is your plan, exactly?
SATAN
Come on, G, I reread the contract and you know I don’t have to give you
specifics.
GOD
Sure, Satan, I know. I was just asking
out of curiosity.
SATAN
I’m going to have fun with it. Some good
people are going to win the lottery. A
few diseases are going to go away.
GOD
You’re not as sinister as I thought.
SATAN
You?
GOD
Well, the people that really deserve to be punished and not forgiven, they’re
going to be punished.
SATAN
Ouch. Well, you do what you gotta
do.
GOD
(laughs)
I will. I’m looking forward to it.
SATAN
Can you take it easy on the natural disasters though? If I’m playing God, I don’t want to get
blamed for that.
GOD
Who’s micromanaging whom?
SATAN
Come on, you know what I mean.
GOD
We’ll see.
SATAN
Is there anything else I should know?
GOD
(reaches in pocket)
Oh, yeah, I almost forgot. Here are the keys to the other galaxies. You might need to hire some people.
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