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I agree.11 The wheels of the carriage barely keep from falling off the narrow road to the jagged rocks below. ANGLE ON ZOUZOU She GASPS and falls against the Coachman. Pleasantly surprised/ the gruff coachman raises one eyebrow in a suggestive look and CRACKS his whip. ZOUZOU Ooh la la! Zouzou SIGHS and lays her head on his shoulder. ELVIRA So, what kind of medicine man are you, man? DR. BRADLEY I'm a psychiatrist. ELVIRA Oh/ good. xCause my feet are killin' me! Elvira plops her feet into Bradley's lap and wiggles her toes. DR. BRADLEY Uh...charming. Reluctantly at first/ Bradley begins to massage her feet. Just as he gets into it, Elvira abruptly stops him. ELVIRA Easy, easy. Don't snag the stockings! CUT TO: EXT. COACH - EVENING The coach races along a winding road at the edge of a steep cliff. ZOUZOU & COACHMAN