BEST SERVED COLD - Epilogue (Patreon)

Guest Starring Alexis Hancey as Nora Fries

Congratulations, all, on a job well done! You've saved the day again!

[SCRIPT]

THE HYDRAULIC DOOR TO VICTOR'S LAB SLOWLY OPENS.

EDWARD: Victor! Where the hell have you been?

VICTOR: I lost consciousness. The suit is programmed to return home if this happens.

EDWARD: It’s been hours. Doesn’t it have a hitchhike feature?

VICTOR: Nora.

EDWARD: Hmm?

VICTOR: Where is Nora?

EDWARD: Ah yes... that. I wouldn’t go in there yet. Perhaps you’d like to change into something a little less, ah, lethal?

VICTOR: Edward. Today had been... a very... long... day.

EDWARD: Okay, but before everything else, you need to know that I did everything I could.

VICTOR GRABS EDWARD AND HAULS HIM UP.

NORA: Victor?

EDWARD: (strained) Which is why she’s fine.

VICTOR DROPS EDWARD.

EDWARD: Oof.

VICTOR: Nora.

NORA: Victor. You look absolutely ghastly.

VICTOR: You look like a wet dog.

NORA: (sniffling) Oh, Victor! (laugh-crying)

VICTOR: (cries)

NORA: It was like I was having the most horrible dream and I just couldn’t wake up.

VICTOR: Every day without you was a fracture on an already broken heart.

NORA: I never thought I would see you again. Hold you again.

VICTOR: How do you feel?

NORA: I feel... right, again. The world is so clear now. Clearer than it’s been in a... (relieved sigh) long time.

VICTOR: Longer than you know.

NORA: (soft laugh) Yes, your friend here informed me that a great many things have changed.

VICTOR: Edward. You have my eternal gratitude. I don’t know how I could possibly repay you.

EDWARD: Victor, there will be a day, and this day may never come, where I will call upon you to do a service for me. Until then, take this kindness as a gift on my daughter’s wedding day.

NORA: You pulled this man away from his daughter’s wedding? 

EDWARD: (tickled) Hahahaha. Nora, my dear - I almost envy how many new things Victor will be introducing to you. But I fear I must away, for I have a city to fix and your heartwarming display of love is making me nauseous.

EDWARD leaves, whistling.

NORA: What a strange man.

VICTOR: His heart is in the right place. Wherever he keeps it.

NORA: So. How about we get you into something a little less... lethal?

VICTOR: Kelvin. Dim lights to 40%.

VICTOR and NORA kiss.