Found on the Cutting Room Floor #9,844

INT. NORTHWOODS BAIT SHOP - DAY

A two-room institution, built from odds and ends. The outer room sells t-shirts and coffee mugs. The back room — much older — is cramped and visibly stinky from live minnows and nightcrawlers.

A guy emerges from the back, 110% local. Start at CREAKY LEATHER BOOTS and rise past worn jeans to a black t-shirt that reads:

BAIT WHISPERER

Posted on Jan 29, 2007

Comments

awesome.

Posted by Alex | Monday, 29 Jan 2007 at 1:58 PM

Thanks. It was totally inappropriate tonally for the script it was written in originally (Whisper Lake), but it obviously had to go somewhere.

Posted by Jeff | Monday, 29 Jan 2007 at 2:42 PM

I knew immediately that that was from WHISPER LAKE.

Posted by kadoogan | Wednesday, 31 Jan 2007 at 11:12 PM

Oh, totally, but by the end, it was quite clear why it wasn't in there anymore, right?

Posted by Jeff | Thursday, 1 Feb 2007 at 7:32 AM

Strangely, that seems like the sort of thing that holds a script up with managers and readers, but makes a movie distinctive and a potential cult favorite when it happens on screen.

Posted by Will | Thursday, 1 Feb 2007 at 7:40 AM

Really?

::thinking::

Yeah, I guess maybe.

It seemed too wacky, and too tonally out of place because of it. But on the other hand, I probably have a unique ability to meld wackiness onto anything. And by "meld onto," I think I mean "stick onto," much as flung poo might stick to something.

Posted by Jeff | Thursday, 1 Feb 2007 at 7:52 AM

Jeff? Do you... shit wackiness?

Posted by Will | Saturday, 3 Feb 2007 at 10:46 AM

If you're asking whether a given bit of wackiness was excreted by me, my only response can be, "No comment."

Posted by Jeff | Monday, 5 Feb 2007 at 8:10 PM




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