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A, E, I--
Ooh.
U.
Welcome to Telling Tales With
Misery.
Anyhoo, you may think telling
tales is all in the story but,
nay, it's all in the
performance.
As you can probably tell, I am a
master performer.
Lesson #1: remain poised no
matter what--
[Coughing]
Happens.
Which brings me to lesson #2--
[Thunder rumbling]
Uh-oh.
Ahem.
Always make the best of a bad
situation and have fun.
?
Okay, um--
Lesson #3: always tailor your
performance to fit your audience
or it may go over their heads.
Hm, my work here is done.
Let's take 15, people.
Ow.
?
? So today we're gonna
? Take the time to show you
? The br-br-bright side
of the dark side ?
? Only think you oughta
? No you really gotta
? See the br-br-bright side
of the dark side ?
? Ruby Gloom Ruby Gloom
?
? We're gonna show you why
? There's more than
meets the eye ?
? The br-br-bright side
of the dark side ?
? Only think you oughta
? No you really gotta
? See the br-br-bright side
of the dark side ?
? Ruby Gloom Ruby Gloom
? Ruby Gloom Ruby Gloom
?
[Thunder crashing]
[Gasping]
Portia was aghast.
Will she ever find her real
father?
And why did he leave her to be
raised by wolves?
[Howling]
And what's more, who's this
hairy man standing here claiming
to be her half-man, half-wolf
half-brother?
[Portia screaming]
Portia threw her iced tea in the
imposter's no good, yet
handsome, face.
[Screaming]
You go, girl!
Show that lying cad a thing
or two!
[Crunching]
Please keep it down, Skull
Boy, so we do not miss the best
part.
You've been listening to this
radio soap for months yet you
still don't know who the father
of Portia's baby is?
Despite the iced tea dripping
from his face, Proctor revealed
the results of his DNA test.
His true identity is--
[Poe cawing]
[Dinging]
And we'll find out right after
this message from our sponsor:
Do you suffer from soap scum and
rust stains?
[All moaning]
Agh, soap operas are so
melodramatic, and so far
fetched, and so predictable.
Please give us one example of
this far fetched claim, Skull
Boy.
Well, there's always a
character who's entire life is
one disaster after another--
Oops.
An energetic extrovert--
That's a really good point.
A refined, educated
gentleman--
And a character who's constantly
fearful.
Agh!
Oh, oh, and a charming love
interest.
You forgot the charming love
interest.
Ugh, yeah, exactly.
Like I said: predictable.
Well, I have a magic routine to
practice.
Anyone care to assist?
Oh, oh, oh, me, me, me!
I can't sit through another
commercial.
Woohoo hoo!
[Crashing]
I'm good.
[Laughing]
What are you gonna do with
that, Doom?
I am Skull Boy the
Magnificent!
And, I haven't lost an assistant
yet.
Okay, have you ever had any
assistants?
This won't hurt a bit.
Heh heh, hey!
That was fun.
Wow!
How'd you do that, Skull Boy?
A magician never reveals his
secrets.
I will now put you back
together.
This is where you hand me my
magic wand.
I must find my wand.
Magic is all in the flourish.
No rush, I'll just practice my
knitting.
Okay.
Nope, not that.
Why did I keep this?
Heh heh heh.
Oh, there that is.
I was always--
Ah ha!
Found it!
Ugh.
Skull Boy, are you okay?
Uh, yeah, I think so.
Ugh, oh, ow.
Skull Boy!
Oh, are you all right?
Oh.
Ah, ha ha ha ha, ouch.
Skull Boy!
How 'bout now?
[Laughing]
Good thinking, Doom.
You wouldn't want Skull Boy to
hit his head.
RADIO: Portia was trapped.
She had no idea what to do next.
She's not the only one.
Help!
[Portia screaming]
Portia ran out of the room
screaming.
[Iris screaming]
[Portia screaming]
Hey guys, whatcha listening
to?
[Iris screaming]
Nice work on the new sound
system, guys.
[Iris screaming]
This sound is really surrounded.
Thanks Ruby.
IRIS: Help!
But we didn't install the sound
system.
[Iris screaming]
A vacation?
Excellent idea, Doom.
I vote for Bora Bora.
[Gasping]
Skull Boy has been hit on the
head by falling debris not once,
not twice, but three times, then
knocked out cold?
And Iris has been sawed in half
and is locked in the 2 boxes?
We have to do something.
Okay.
BOTH: Oooh!
[Sniffing]
[Groaning]
Nice work on the smelling
salts, Misery.
Thanks.
Skull Boy, how are you?
Who am I?
What a relief.
You're back to your old self,
Skull Boy.
You've been asking that question
for years.
Oh, that is such good news.
When's lunch?
Uh, who are you?
And what's that girl doing in
that box without her feet?
Knit one, carry the yarn--
Skull Boy, it's me: Ruuuby.
Don't you remember me?
Hi, Ruuuby.
[Sipping]
And, who's Skull Boy.
[Gasping]
I will now diagnose Skull
Boy's condition as I am well
versed in the medical sciences.
I once played a doctor in a
play, you know.
Oh, all right, I wasn't a doctor
so much as a male nurse.
And it wasn't really a play;
more of a friendly reading in my
living room.
Ouch!
Eech!
Yow!
Please stop.
[Hammering]
Ugh!
What is it, Poe?
Just as I thought: Skull Boy
has amnesia.
[Gasping]
Amnesia, huh.
If only I could remember what
that means.
It means you're having
trouble remembering things
thanks to that bump on your
noggin.
Let me try.
Helllooo!
I'm Misery!
Mm mm.
[Coughing]
Anything now?
[Coughing]
No.
But you all seem like a nice
group of people except for the
water.
Ahe-he-hem.
Remember me?
Nope.
Oh no!
Iris is still locked in the
boxes!
Her situation is most dire!
Can you let me out now, Ruby?
I'm not liking this.
Don't worry.
We're working on getting the
lock combination, Iris.
POE: Will Skull Boy remember
the combination and save Iris?
Will Iris's upper torso and
lower limbs be reunited?
Can Skull Boy's amnesia be
cured?
Will Poe get lunch any time
soon?
I'm sorry; couldn't resist.
This will make you feel
better, Skull Boy.
My chicken soup cures anything
that ails.
Oh, I love the way these long
white things intermingle with
the tiny green balls.
You mean the noodles and
peas?
Stand back!
My great great great aunt's cure
all is bound to cure all.
[Coughing]
Oh, ah, that's the worst!
What's in that thing?
Brahmi body with a hint of
Mauritanian camel's milk.
Do you remember anything?
No.
Oh, but my stomach aches.
I thought a nice slideshow
might tweak Skull Boy's memory.
Great idea, Poe.
Photo's will remind Skull Boy of
all the happy times we've shared
together.
This was at Skull Boy's
birthday last year.
He was a bit winded but lucky I
was there to make quick work of
those pesky candles.
And this one's from Ruby's
May Day dinner.
Skull Boy enjoyed my tomato
aspic salad if my memory serves.
Wait, now I remember!
The lock combination?
No, that I am not that
partial to slideshows.
LEN: I want to do it, Frank.
I never get to do anything fun.
What are you talking about?
I let you take out the garbage
this morning, didn't I?
Sheesh.
Just because you say it's fun
doesn't make it fun, Fred.
[Whistling]
Guys, what's with the
drumsticks?
We're gonna bonk Skull Boy
into remembering.
Are you sure that's a good
idea?
Yeah, we read it in a
magazine.
It's the perfect way to reverse
amnesia.
It was more like a leaflet.
Leaflet, brochure, whatever.
The trick--
In a magazine!
Okay Len!
It doesn't matter where we read
it.
The trick is finding a head
bonking device that has the
precise amount of cranial bonk
pressure.
So we just have to apply
enough bonk pressure.
I'll test it first.
Ouch!
Ow!
Quit it, Frank!
No, you quit it!
Oh, I'll just have to face
facts.
I may never get my memory back.
Don't give up hope, Skull
Boy.
You'll get it back.
Get what back?
POE: What will become of
Skull Boy?
Will Iris ever be free?
And will Poe ever get lunch?
[Organ playing]
Sorry, I can practice my
organ later.
[Whistling]
Oh, hello.
Have we met?
We have to help Skull Boy
remember who he is before he
introduces himself to any more
mirrors.
[Organ playing]
Agh!
Wasn't me.
RADIO: Welcome back to our
show.
Portia recalled a moment in her
childhood when things went
badly.
Oh, hello there.
Tis a shame that real life is
not like our beloved soap.
Then we could simply flash back
on the events of Skull Boy's
life.
That's it, Poe!
It is?
Flashbacks work on film but
we can't exactly flash back the
events of Skull Boy's life so
we'll re-enact them.
[Gasping]
We've been listening to the
soap opera for months.
We're practically acting pros!
I know, we shall call our
radio play, "A Day in the Life
of Skull Boy" if you please.
Misery, you're in charge of
the organ.
[Organ playing]
[Organ playing continues]
I've been practicing my
funeral dirge.
RUBY: Great.
Scaredy, you handle sound.
Okay.
[Screaming]
[Crashing]
I am fine.
And Poe, you can be our
narrator.
Yes!
And as the director I guess
I'll do everything else.
A Day in the Life of Skull
Boy: scene 1, take 1.
Will Skull Boy remember the
day he thought he was descended
from the great Italian painter
Michelangelo?
Will Skull Boy even remember
where Italy is?
[Tarantella Napolitana playing]
And action!
I have finally discovered I
am a descendent of the great
painter Michelangelo.
I must be an artist.
It's in my bones.
Why are you Skull Boy?
I thought I was supposed to be
Skull Boy.
Uh, no.
You're actually my assistant.
I can't work like this!
I quit!
FRED: Great.
LEN: Great!
I take it this little
reminder of who you are isn't
helping.
It is making me glad I'm not
a twin.
[Tarantella Napolitana playing]
RUBY: A Day in the Life of
Skull Boy: scene 2, take 1.
Okay Iris, are you ready?
Anything to take my mind off
of being stuck in this box.
Places everyone.
And action!
[Cawing]
Will Skull Boy remember the
time Iris shot him out of a
cannon?
Heh, heh, oh, that must have
hurt.
As Skull Boy, I must protest.
Do not shoot me out of this
cannon!
Will someone think of the
children?
RUBY & POE: Cut!
May I?
Sure.
What are you doing?
I felt the scene called for a
little adlibbing.
Well just stick to your
lines.
And, action!
[Iris screaming]
Is that supposed to be me in
that box?
It was the time Iris shot you
out of the cannon.
Don't you remember?
No.
I had to fish your ribs out
of the rain gutters for weeks.
Maybe this wasn't the best
choice of re-enactments.
Hmm, I know what we need: some
hot chocolate.
Can I have extra marshmallows
on mine, Ruby?
Oh, I wanted extra
marshmallows, Frank!
You both can have extra
marshmallows.
BOTH: All right!
You said it.
Totally cool.
Killer.
Thanks Ruby.
[Iris screaming]
Ugh, ooh.
Uh oh.
Um, could someone let me out of
here now?
Hello?
Anyone?
Thanks for helping me today,
uh--
Ruby.
Right, Ruby.
Ah, it's hopeless.
I'm never gonna remember who I
am.
Or the lock combination to
free Iris.
Right.
Try not to think about it for
a bit and you'll eventually
remember.
You know what they say.
Mm mm.
A watched pot of milk never
boils.
[Sighing]
[Sipping]
Ugh, no offense, but this is
the worst hot chocolate you've
ever made.
I can't believe you just said
that.
Sorry Ruby, I guess I forgot
my manners for a second.
No, you said it was the worst
hot chocolate I've ever made
which means you remember that I
make hot chocolate.
Yeah, and usually you put
chocolate in it.
Skull Boy, you're
remembering.
Hey, you're right.
I am remembering.
I remember making this.
It's of Poe merrily skipping
through the forest.
Did you have to have me
skipping?
I don't actually skip.
Ha, I am a great sculptor.
Fantastic, Skull Boy.
What else do you remember?
?
?
And these are my latest
invention: silent shoes so no
one can hear you coming.
[Squeaking]
Okay, so I'm not a great
inventor.
But at least I remember that,
too.
I am most relieved that you
remember now, Skull Boy.
It was probably the rosemary
in my great great grandmother's
amnesiac bath.
You smell lovely.
I'd forgotten how good it was
until I took a bath and
remembered.
I'm just glad things are
finally back to normal.
Ahem, can someone please let
me out?
Sorry, Iris.
Skull Boy, can you do us the
honours?
Just remind me: why is Iris
locked in that box again?
Yes!
Golden!
RUBY: You don't remember?
SKULL BOY: I'm drawing a
blank.
Oh, it must be because it was
near the time of the accident.
Often people do not remember.
I guess that means you don't
remember the lock combo.
The what?
Oh no, I'm gonna live the
rest of my life in a pair of
boxes.
Don't panic, Iris, they do
have wheels.
[Crying]
I'll do it.
No, it's my turn!
BOTH: Oh, no!
Come on, Skull Boy, wake up.
Skull Boy, are you okay?
What are you guys doing on
the floor.
Uh oh.
Okay everyone, you know what to
do.
Let's get the radio play going
again.
I'll be the director this
time.
Guess you couldn't get me out
of here somehow, huh, Skull Boy?
Sure.
Let's see, 24, 32, 14--
Guys, come back!
He remembered the lock combo!
And 3, 38, Houdini's birthday
on March 28th and then the year
of Houdini's birth which of
course is 1-8-7-4--
This is the longest
combination I've ever seen.
Ah ha, I'm free!
Free at last!
Ooh, ah, oh, it feels so good to
stretch.
You've been locked in there
all day, Iris.
Anything you wanna do?
Just name it.
Let's do it again.
That was fun.
Come on, what are you waiting
for?
So, how did Skull Boy really
remember who he was?
Was it Misery's herbs, or Frank
and Len's cranial bonking, or
the herbs and the bonking in
combination?
More importantly, was it a
magazine or a leaflet that Frank
was reading, or a leaflet in a
magazine?
Tune in next time to get these
answers and ask more questions.
[Laughter]
Hey, the lights just went out.
Hello?
Is this mic on?
I wasn't finished.
Acting Lessons with Frank--
And me.
Yeah, you're supposed to say
your name.
Your name.
Okay, never mind.
FRANK: I like the way Skull
Boy makes his pain real.
LEN: Huh, yeah, even my head
hurts.
You know, I just don't buy
Doom's performance here.
Dial it down a little.
Ouchy.
Ha ha ha.
I wonder how Skull Boy made
his performance so convincing.
I really believed he was knocked
out.
Here, I'll show you.
No no no, I'm good.
Join us next week when we review
"Gone Went the Wind".
Uh, if it's gone how can we
review it?
[Sighing]
?
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