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Donald types cheerily on a lap-top computer at an ergonomic desk. Kaufman descends the stairs with his suitcase.
KAUFMAN
It's dark, dangerous, as dense as steel
wool. I don't know if I'll come out
alive, but if I do, I'll have something
true to give the world. That's the
difference between writing and aping some
moron's "principles."
Donald looks up from his work. He hasn't been listening.
DONALD
Hey, Charles, I'm thinking of putting a
song in. Y'know like when characters
sing pop songs in their pajamas and dance
around. I thought it might be a nice way
to break the tension. So, try to think
of a song about split personality...