As shown in Les Guignols de l'Info, the French equivalent for Spitting Image.
Warning: Highly controversial content ahead. You have been warned.
A
jailhouse, somewhere in the US. A prisoner is dragged through a corridor, then tightly
bound to what seems to be an
electric chair.
Various people wander through the room,
guards,
policemen, and a man dressed in a dark
suit who seems to be waiting next to a big, red
telephone.
A totally different place:
George W. Bush's office. Mr Bush is watching a
football game
on TV and is holding a bottle of
beer. He doesn't seem exceedingly
nervous - he's
whistling
some tune. On his desk lie a red
telephone (quite similar to the one in the jailhouse
room) and a big black
attaché-case, widely open, with some kind of
electronic
device in it. The device features a big, red
button.
Back to the jailhouse. The atmosphere is getting thicker. There is a big
clock on the
wall - it's five to
midnight.
Back to Mr Bush's office. He seems to be enjoying the game - "Whoaa, yeah !", etc.
Back to the jailhouse. The camera moves between the
prisoner, the
clock (one minute
before midnight), and the red
telephone.
Tension builds up. The prisoner breathes
heavily. He's soaked with
sweat.
Back to Mr Bush's office. His favourite team
scores. Mr Bush noisily
rejoices and,
suddenly seeming to remember something, he
picks up the big red phone on his desk.
Back to the jailhouse. The clock indicates ten seconds before midnight. The prisoner is
gasping. The red phone remains
idle. Five seconds to midnight.
The tension is becoming
unbearable. Two seconds to midnight. The
guards walk away from
the chair.
One second to midnight...
The red phone
rings.
The man in a dark suit answers. "Hm. Yes.
Alright". He walks to the prisoner and
reaches the
handset to his
ear, saying: "It's Mr Bush."
The prisoner (with a
bleak, almost
suffocating voice) : "Hello ?"
Mr Bush: "WAAAZAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH"
(compulsively pushes the big red button)
The prisoner (sparks bursting from his head): "AAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRGHHHH !"
Mr Bush: "WAAAZAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"
The prisoner: "-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"
Mr Bush: "-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"
The prisoner: "-AAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"
Mr Bush: "-AAAAAAAAAAAAAAA-"
The prisoner passes out.
Mr Bush
hangs up and quietly turns back to its
television to watch the end of the
game.
A voice in the
background: "That's how things go in the
United States.
Watching a game. Having a beer.
Killing people."
(end)