EXT. ZOO — WOODED CLEARING — DAY
BENNIE the gecko picks through underbrush. ZELL the water buffalo stands bored. She’s saddled with Coins for Conservation.
I don’t get it. What am I missing.
Who am I missing. What’s the
secret. I thought I had it this time.
I’d thought I got it. But turns out
no, in fact. Not now, not ever.
But then what do I expect? I’ve
been down this road before. I’ve
told ‘em what I’ve told. I’ve done
all’s to be done. What’s wrong
with me? What’s wrong with me?
I’ve wrung this whole game
Oi. Fawlty. Coin.
But what else can I do? What else
can I do? They know I’ve the
potential. What ya do, what ya
What am I doin’ here. What am
I doin’ here. How’s this my
talent. What more you’d think
They knew I’m cut out for warden.
Why else’d they put me on coin.
Can’t blame ‘em for restin’
on laurels. What’s the point—
what’s the point—just need to
Oi. Hamlet. Bag. Pronto. Fast-
like. Now. Else.
But who am I kidding. Who am I
kidding. Why bother. Why care.
Do I care? I don’t care. Prob’ly
Or maybe… Yeah, not a bad
idea—not a bad idea at all.
Maybe she’d put a word in for
me, I wonder.
She turns to leave.
Yeah, yeah—that might be it. Is
that it? I think that’s it. Who else
has had more years of service?
But let me think, let me think.
What’d she want—why’d she
help. Oh, if I just knew what’d
win her over…