INT. - Doctor Weinschtumps Office Examination Room, Daytime The door to the examination room opens, and the Nurse leads Bradley in. Nurse Okay, Mr. Curtis, if you can just strip down to your underwear and put on this gown, the doctor will be in to see you, soon. Bradley takes the gown from the Nurse and nods. Brad OK. Yes. Thank you. The Nurse smiles dryly, then leaves the room. Bradley looks about the room, sheepishly. He is clearly a bit nervous as he sets the gown on the exam table and begins to unbutton his shirt. After removing his button-down shirt, he pulls his undershirt over his head, dropping both shirts on the exam table. Then, he slips off his shoes, still peering about the office and taking note of the various medical tools laid about. After getting his second shoe off, Brad leans down to slip off his sock. As he is bending over his eyes become level with an assortment of syringes, each wrapped in sterilized plastic. Brad pauses, contemplating the array of syringes, then stands up straight, horrified. Brad finishing disrobing, revealing a pair of hot pink Speedo-type underwear as he glances periodically at the syringes in terror. He pulls the gown over his arms, then attempts to tie the strings in the back. His first attempt fails and the gown falls open in the back. Brad is confused as he feels a draft on his behind. He reaches behind himself and feels the open back of the gown. He attempts to grab the strings hanging down, turning in a circles a few times before getting frustrated. He stops and lets out a deep sigh of frustration. Then, Brad reaches over his shoulder for the string, barely able to reach it, until he finally gets it in hand. Now, he realizes that the other string is still free. He reaches over his shoulder with the other hand, stretching to get it, until he has both strings. He pulls the gown up by the strings until they’re over his head, tying them blindly as the front of the gown covers his face. He ties the strings quickly, making sure to close the knot thoroughly and tightly, then lets it fall down over his body. Having tied the strings too close together, the knot falls on his head. Brad struggles to pull the gown down, but the top of the gown gets stuck at his shoulders, still covering his face. He reaches down to the bottom of the gown and attempts to pull it up over his head, but the fabric bunches around his head, his arms now stuck inside the gown. He struggles to get free, but finds himself now stuck entirely. He wriggles, then shakes, then semi-violently shakes his whole body. All is to no avail. Brad Oh, dear. [Pause] Oh, dear! Brad attempts to look around the room, but the gown is totally covering his face. He begins feeling around with the bit of his hands sticking out of the gown. His hands gloss over the cabinets on the wall until he feels the handle. He pulls the cabinet open to reveal several medical devices, all of which appear to be sharp and dangerous. Believing that he may have found something to cut himself free, Brad lets out a sigh of relief, then shoves his hand into the cabinet, landing on the handle of a pair of large forceps. He picks up the forceps and attempts to use them as scissors, gripping the knot several times, but not cutting anything. He pauses and feels the end of the forceps. Realizing that they are not scissors, Brad grunts in frustration and drops the forceps. He returns to the cabinet, blindly feeling for something to get him free. His fingers land on the pointy end of a Wartenberg wheel. He immediately flinches in pain and lets out a yelp, shaking his hand in pain above his head. As he is flailing he runs into the exam table and falls over the top of it, his foot kicking the edge of the counter where the various syringes are laid out. Having stubbed his toe on the counter, Brad stands up again, holds his hurt foot up, unable to hold it as his hands are trapped, and hops about. In his hopping, Brad gets his foot tangled in his pants and slips, falling to the ground. In his descent, he attempts to grab something with his bound hands, managing only to grab the edge of the cloth where the syringes are laid out. Accordingly, the syringes are pulled free of the counter and fall directly onto Brad. Now, obscured by the exam table off screen, Brad lets out a yelp. He sits up suddenly, a series of four syringes now stuck in his gown-covered face. He is beginning to hyperventilate. He pivots his head back and forth a few times, still struggling to see out of the gown. His hands are able to feel the tops of the syringes. He takes one and quickly pulls it free, letting out a yelp as he does so. Brad staggers in pain, waving his hands around the syringes still in his face. Just then, Doctor Weinschtumps opens the door and walks in, looking down at his clipboard, not yet noticing Brad. Doctor Yes. Yes. Bradley. Nice to meet you. Brad stands still, gown still over his head, syringes sticking out of his face. The doctor looks up and stops, stunned. Brad Um... I don’t suppose you could lend me a hand, here. FADE TO BLACK Downloaded from http://www.wikihow.com