SWEET NOVEMBER - Daily Script

4/5/00 25.32 CONTINUED: 32Rips down another sheet of what looks like a cave mancooking hot dogs on a grill, his family of savageshuddled behind him.NELSONHe gets a hot dog!(pauses)We're pagans, we love our rituals-- our team hits the ball out ofthe park, we're screaming, we'reinsane. What do we want?Rips down another sheet of a crowd at baseball game pitchedforward screaming like monsters, all holding hot dogs.NELSONWe want a hot dog!(pauses)Let's go straight to your pre-teendemographic. Kids. The littleangels. They're not angels.They're monsters. You give thema tuna sandwich. They don't wanta tuna sandwich...(rips down anothersheet)They want a hot dog!Board showing a little boy glumly holding up a tunasandwich and an apple, lusting after the hot dog in thehands of a cute girl next to him. Nelson rushes over toanother sheet.NELSONWe need women. We've got themothers, we need their daughters.Let's answer that age old question-- what does a woman really want?You know. I know --(rips sheet exposinganother board)She wants a hot dog!He is like some rabid animal, all fired up.NELSONWe're hot blooded -- we need sex.We need a sinful, dangerous food.What is it?(rips another sheet)It's a hot dog! It's a hot dog!(CONTINUED)