Scene One: An Alternative Source of Food

Truman is looking into the bathroom mirror, talking to himself, letting his imagination run wild.


I'm not going to make it, you're going to have to go on without me.

No way mister, you're going to the top of this mountain, broken legs and all.

You're crazy, you know that.



All right, promise me one thing though, if I die before I reach the summit, you'll use me as an alternative source of food.

Ew, gross.



Eat me damn it! That's an order!

Maybe just your love handles.

I have love handles?

Yeah, little ones.