A "DO NOT DISTURB" sign hangs on the doorknob of Room 1210. Soft music is heard coming from the room.
INT. ROOM 1210 -- NIGHT
The room is dark but we can hear the sighs and heavy breathing of a man and woman making love on the bed. The camera PANS across the floor following a trail of dropped clothing -- a tuxedo jacket and cummerbund, white satin high heels, a lacy wedding gown, striped tuxedo trousers, satin ladies underpants, stockings and garters.
|Aren't you glad we waited?|
|I don't know. It probably would've been the same.|
|Well, thanks a lot.|
The Groom turns his back to the Bride and pulls the sheet up to his neck.
|What are you doing? Are you just going to roll over and go to sleep?|
|I don't believe this.|
She switches on the lamp on the nightstand and picks up a magazine.
THE AIR VENT
There is a throbbing shudder as if something powerful was rushing through the air duct. A hint of yellowy vapor wafts through the grating and into the room.
The travel clock reads 9:45 P.M. Suddenly there is an audible hiss, then the glass clockface cracks down the middle with a snap.
Startled, she looks at the clock and picks it up to examine it.
|Roy? Your clock broke.|
|Nice going, honey. It was brand new.|
|I didn't break your precious clock, Roy!|
He gets up and heads for the bathroom.
|Now where are you going?|
|To the bathroom, where do you think?|
|Have I done the right thing?|
The Groom enters the bathroom and closes the door behind him. The sound of water running in the sink is heard. Then the Bride hears a sound like the noise a cat makes when trying to dislodge a hairball from its throat.
|Roy? Are you all right?|
The noise increases to the level of ten cats with hairballs.
|Hey, sweetheart, will you CUT THAT OUT!!!|
(getting quite nervous)
|What's the matter, dear?|
She gets out of bed just as he comes charging out, stuttering in stunned horror. She goes into the bathroom.
|What did you do in here? It smells awful!! OH ... Oh, no ... Oh, my God.|
The Bride runs out of the bathroom into the arms of her husband who is on the telephone.
|... right ... It's smelling up the whole suite ... I don't know ... It's just hanging off the ceiling ... I've never seen anything like this ... 1210 ... Quick ...|