Thursday, July 15, 2010

Sterling Cooper Taylor Fife and Otis

Cut to rural office interior, all in black and white.  Old-fashioned phones are perched on each of the many oak desks. Closeup of the agency's name, on a wooden sign hung from the back wall: "Sterling Cooper Taylor Fife."  In front of each larger desk sits a smaller desk, with a hayseed secretary, typing on ancient typewriters.  It's hot.  Old fashioned electric fans blow the hot air around.  The secretaries are armed with fans which they wave lazily in front of their sweaty faces. The camera zooms into the scene as the theme from the Andy Griffith Show plays. In walks Don Curtainer-Taylor, dressed in an expensive early sixties suit.  The camera focuses briefly on his quizzical expression as he scans the familiar but somehow different scene.  He walks up to his own office door, which bears his name hand-painted in old-fashioned style. His secretary greets him.  She bears a strange resemblance to Andy's girlfriend on the Andy Griffith Show.


Ellie: Hey sheriff ... uh I mean Hey Mr. Curtainer-Taylor.

Don: With a distant look. Did I have any calls?

Ellie:  Well, Otis.  He wants the key to the liquor cabinet.

Don: Shit. 



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