ok, so a lot of you may remember me discussing this in the chat room last night (1-16-06). I was advised by a friend and tempted by a great story to Leap Sam into the movie The Wedding Singer starring Adam Sandler. don't worry i will still be working on Tale Of Three Sams, but my schedule is well on its way to filling up with college as you all probably know.
Warning: if you have not seen the movie, it is advised that you do NOT read this story as i have sat down with the film in front of me and wrote it line for line, with the exception of a few line changes to fit Sam's personailty and situations better. so basically it's one giant spoiler.
anyway here is the first portion, let me know of your thoughts.
The scene blurred slowly into view. He was standing in a large room populated by a whole lot of people. He was wearing a blue tux jacket and black dress pants. There was a person on stage singing a song really poorly in his opinion. It was a very strange looking person, he could not tell whether or not they were male or female, but he supposed that didn?t much matter.
?Hey nice save wedding singer,? A woman complimented in his direction.
?Yeah good job,? a man agreed. Wedding singer, He was a wedding singer? That was a new one, and at least he knew he could sing, but evidently he didn?t need to right now because the strange person without a gender was in the spotlight at the moment, a dim spotlight maybe. So this was a wedding, no wonder there were so many people and all dressed nicely. He wondered which of them the newlyweds were so he could congratulate them. Obviously that wasn?t hard; the bride was the one in long white dress and the groom in the seat next to her in the black tux. They were both in big pink chairs in the middle of the room. He walked up to them casually.
?Ah, I just wanted to say congratulations,? he said with that famous smile of his.
?Thank you,? the bride said with a smile, nodding her head.
?Thanks wedding singer,? the groom responded.
?Hey Robbie,? a man with blonde hair and a mustache called. It took him a second to figure out that the man was beckoning him. He walked over to the back table were bar was and joined the man.
?Hey Rob, nice save there on stage?you know I would be out with my limo, but we just got a new waitress, boy is she in trouble, boy is she going to get it, she doesn?t even know it. and I?m going to be the one to give it to her,? the man said, as he looked in the direction of a young woman with short blonde hair and blue eyes, and wearing purple eye shadow. She holding a large circular tray full of plates that she was handing out. He understood only because it happened to be a perfect Al comment.
?Now wait a second, you don?t even know her, who is she?? he asked.
?She?s holly Sullivan?s cousin. She?s half as easy as Holly, and I?ll have this deal by the end of the week,? the man continued. Sam Beckett was shocked by this comment but was distracted when the young waitress accidentally bonked a man on the head with the serving tray and an expression of embarrassment painted her face as she grabbed the tray before it toppled off her hand. Sam almost wanted to run over and offer his help but wanted to take care of his companion first.
?Excuse me, that?s very wrong to talk about a young lady that way, and it?s her first day,? he tried.
?Please, she couldn?t date anyone at work, so who?s left, hehe,? the man chuckled.
?What are you some kind of Fonzie clone?? Sam shot.
?Yes I am,? the man answered. Sam sipped on a glass of wine and walked away.
He casually wondered outside and saw a young man with curly brown hair and a purple and black dotted dress shirt, holding his stomach and a glass of wine. The kid looked too young to be drinking. Sam walked up to him.
?You ok, are you going to throw up?? he asked. The kid nodded.
?Ok come with me?umm?? he struggled as he took the glass from him and put an arm around him to help him along. Luckily it only took a few minutes or so to find a dumpster outside in the back. And he took the kid out and helped him lean over the side of the dumpster. Sam rubbed his back as he started hacking. He then noticed the blonde waitress the man inside was talking about hitting on, sitting on the steps next to them.
?Is he a friend of yours?? she asked, referring to the kid that was hacking.
?Oh ah, no I was just helping him out, so he wouldn?t have to get sick in front of all those people,? Sam answered.
?Well I?m glad I got to see it,? She replied with a smile. Sam chuckled, and then turned back to the kid.
?Ok, are you all done?? he asked.
?Yeah,? the kid responded.
?So are you going to wait awhile before you drink again then?? he asked. The kid nodded.
?Ok good,? Sam replied and gave the kid a pat on the back as he walked back inside. He turned back to the waitress and noticed a wine glass sitting next to her.
?So is that your first drink tonight?? he asked her.
?Oh,? she said glancing at her glass,? no, I?m not a drinker, it?s a Coca Cola.?
?Oh, well good,? Sam replied.
?You must be the wedding singer??
?Oh yeah, I?m ah?? what did the Fonzie clone inside call him again? ?Robbie, I?m Robbie.?
?I?m Julia,? she replied. ?I?m actually waitressing at your wedding next week?
Oh boy, I?m supposed to be getting married next week!
?That?s a very nice ring you have there,? Sam commented noticing a ring on her left ring finger, ?Are you getting married too?? she looked down sadly.
?Actually I don?t know how serious the guy is, who gave this to me,? she said sadly looking at the ring, ?Right now I feel like I?m doomed to wonder the planet alone forever.? Sam sat down next to her.
?No you?re not, I?m sure your fianc? is great guy and that you?ll be very happy with him,? he tried to assure her.
?I hope you?re right,? she replied.
?Well when is your wedding??
?I don?t know, he hasn?t set a date yet,? she replied, ?That?s why I am unsure of how serious he is.?
?Don?t worry, I?m sure he?ll decide soon, and you?re going to be very happy,? he told her with a smile. She returned it. Then the Fonzie clone appeared at the door.
?Hey, you better get in here, they?re starting to turn on George, you know he really needs to learn a new song,? he told him. From inside Sam could hear people booing and shouting, one man shouted ?You Suck!? Sam got up and headed up to the door.
?Well it was nice meeting you,? he told Julia.
?It was nice meeting you too, and if I ever do get married, maybe you?ll sing at my wedding,? she said.
?I?d love to,? Sam replied sweetly and walked inside, after shaking her hand. George, the genderless person who sung very poorly? Did that mean he was a man?
After saving the show with a few good numbers, the night finally ended and he was supposed to be hitching a ride home with the Fonzie Clone in his limo. First, however, he helped a little with the cleaning up. He was gathering up some decorations when the sound of the imaging chamber door filled his ears, and he turned to see Al step through.
?Where have you been?? was Sam?s first comment, in a soft tone.
?Oh, ah sorry Sam, I was here a little earlier, but you were off somewhere helping some kid with the pukies and I was enjoying the show,? Al answered.
?You were enjoying the show, with that bad singer who I can?t even tell was man or a woman?? Sam hissed.
?No way not him or her, or whatever, the waitresses and the single female guests,? Al replied lustfully. Sam frowned.
?Great, you know what; you would get along great with Mr. Fonzie over there!? Sam commented pointing towards the man with the blonde hair and mustache, who was now talking to another waitress with longer, blonde frizzy hair. He could only guess it was Holly, Julia?s cousin.
?Oh, that?s ah, Sammy, he?s your buddy, or Robbie?s Buddy, he drives a wedding limo,? Al confirmed looking at the handlink.
?So who is Robbie?? Sam asked.
?Oh Ah,? Al started with a mumble as he pressed a button on the handlink.
?Your name is Robbie Hart, you?re a wedding. Wedding?? he slammed the side of the handlink with his palm, the little gadget blinked in protest.
?Singer, oh wedding singer, you?re a wedding singer,? he confirmed.
?Yeah I know that much Al,? Sam replied. ?What year is this, it?s somewhere in the 80?s isn?t it??
?Ah yeah, it?s 1985,? Al replied.
?Thought so, I could tell by the songs,? Sam replied, ?So what am I here to do??
?Ah, we don?t know yet, Ziggy is still searching the original history,? Al replied.
?Well I need to know fast, because I?m, I mean Robbie is supposed to be getting married next week, and I can?t get married!? Sam panicked.
?Don?t worry, you may not have to be here that long, just hang in there ok, just focus on getting some sleep tonight? Al assured him.
?Yeah good idea, I am pretty tired? Sam replied.
?Don?t worry we?ll have the information as soon as possible,? Al told him and summoned the imaging chamber door, and disappeared through it.
Warning: if you have not seen the movie, it is advised that you do NOT read this story as i have sat down with the film in front of me and wrote it line for line, with the exception of a few line changes to fit Sam's personailty and situations better. so basically it's one giant spoiler.
anyway here is the first portion, let me know of your thoughts.
The scene blurred slowly into view. He was standing in a large room populated by a whole lot of people. He was wearing a blue tux jacket and black dress pants. There was a person on stage singing a song really poorly in his opinion. It was a very strange looking person, he could not tell whether or not they were male or female, but he supposed that didn?t much matter.
?Hey nice save wedding singer,? A woman complimented in his direction.
?Yeah good job,? a man agreed. Wedding singer, He was a wedding singer? That was a new one, and at least he knew he could sing, but evidently he didn?t need to right now because the strange person without a gender was in the spotlight at the moment, a dim spotlight maybe. So this was a wedding, no wonder there were so many people and all dressed nicely. He wondered which of them the newlyweds were so he could congratulate them. Obviously that wasn?t hard; the bride was the one in long white dress and the groom in the seat next to her in the black tux. They were both in big pink chairs in the middle of the room. He walked up to them casually.
?Ah, I just wanted to say congratulations,? he said with that famous smile of his.
?Thank you,? the bride said with a smile, nodding her head.
?Thanks wedding singer,? the groom responded.
?Hey Robbie,? a man with blonde hair and a mustache called. It took him a second to figure out that the man was beckoning him. He walked over to the back table were bar was and joined the man.
?Hey Rob, nice save there on stage?you know I would be out with my limo, but we just got a new waitress, boy is she in trouble, boy is she going to get it, she doesn?t even know it. and I?m going to be the one to give it to her,? the man said, as he looked in the direction of a young woman with short blonde hair and blue eyes, and wearing purple eye shadow. She holding a large circular tray full of plates that she was handing out. He understood only because it happened to be a perfect Al comment.
?Now wait a second, you don?t even know her, who is she?? he asked.
?She?s holly Sullivan?s cousin. She?s half as easy as Holly, and I?ll have this deal by the end of the week,? the man continued. Sam Beckett was shocked by this comment but was distracted when the young waitress accidentally bonked a man on the head with the serving tray and an expression of embarrassment painted her face as she grabbed the tray before it toppled off her hand. Sam almost wanted to run over and offer his help but wanted to take care of his companion first.
?Excuse me, that?s very wrong to talk about a young lady that way, and it?s her first day,? he tried.
?Please, she couldn?t date anyone at work, so who?s left, hehe,? the man chuckled.
?What are you some kind of Fonzie clone?? Sam shot.
?Yes I am,? the man answered. Sam sipped on a glass of wine and walked away.
He casually wondered outside and saw a young man with curly brown hair and a purple and black dotted dress shirt, holding his stomach and a glass of wine. The kid looked too young to be drinking. Sam walked up to him.
?You ok, are you going to throw up?? he asked. The kid nodded.
?Ok come with me?umm?? he struggled as he took the glass from him and put an arm around him to help him along. Luckily it only took a few minutes or so to find a dumpster outside in the back. And he took the kid out and helped him lean over the side of the dumpster. Sam rubbed his back as he started hacking. He then noticed the blonde waitress the man inside was talking about hitting on, sitting on the steps next to them.
?Is he a friend of yours?? she asked, referring to the kid that was hacking.
?Oh ah, no I was just helping him out, so he wouldn?t have to get sick in front of all those people,? Sam answered.
?Well I?m glad I got to see it,? She replied with a smile. Sam chuckled, and then turned back to the kid.
?Ok, are you all done?? he asked.
?Yeah,? the kid responded.
?So are you going to wait awhile before you drink again then?? he asked. The kid nodded.
?Ok good,? Sam replied and gave the kid a pat on the back as he walked back inside. He turned back to the waitress and noticed a wine glass sitting next to her.
?So is that your first drink tonight?? he asked her.
?Oh,? she said glancing at her glass,? no, I?m not a drinker, it?s a Coca Cola.?
?Oh, well good,? Sam replied.
?You must be the wedding singer??
?Oh yeah, I?m ah?? what did the Fonzie clone inside call him again? ?Robbie, I?m Robbie.?
?I?m Julia,? she replied. ?I?m actually waitressing at your wedding next week?
Oh boy, I?m supposed to be getting married next week!
?That?s a very nice ring you have there,? Sam commented noticing a ring on her left ring finger, ?Are you getting married too?? she looked down sadly.
?Actually I don?t know how serious the guy is, who gave this to me,? she said sadly looking at the ring, ?Right now I feel like I?m doomed to wonder the planet alone forever.? Sam sat down next to her.
?No you?re not, I?m sure your fianc? is great guy and that you?ll be very happy with him,? he tried to assure her.
?I hope you?re right,? she replied.
?Well when is your wedding??
?I don?t know, he hasn?t set a date yet,? she replied, ?That?s why I am unsure of how serious he is.?
?Don?t worry, I?m sure he?ll decide soon, and you?re going to be very happy,? he told her with a smile. She returned it. Then the Fonzie clone appeared at the door.
?Hey, you better get in here, they?re starting to turn on George, you know he really needs to learn a new song,? he told him. From inside Sam could hear people booing and shouting, one man shouted ?You Suck!? Sam got up and headed up to the door.
?Well it was nice meeting you,? he told Julia.
?It was nice meeting you too, and if I ever do get married, maybe you?ll sing at my wedding,? she said.
?I?d love to,? Sam replied sweetly and walked inside, after shaking her hand. George, the genderless person who sung very poorly? Did that mean he was a man?
After saving the show with a few good numbers, the night finally ended and he was supposed to be hitching a ride home with the Fonzie Clone in his limo. First, however, he helped a little with the cleaning up. He was gathering up some decorations when the sound of the imaging chamber door filled his ears, and he turned to see Al step through.
?Where have you been?? was Sam?s first comment, in a soft tone.
?Oh, ah sorry Sam, I was here a little earlier, but you were off somewhere helping some kid with the pukies and I was enjoying the show,? Al answered.
?You were enjoying the show, with that bad singer who I can?t even tell was man or a woman?? Sam hissed.
?No way not him or her, or whatever, the waitresses and the single female guests,? Al replied lustfully. Sam frowned.
?Great, you know what; you would get along great with Mr. Fonzie over there!? Sam commented pointing towards the man with the blonde hair and mustache, who was now talking to another waitress with longer, blonde frizzy hair. He could only guess it was Holly, Julia?s cousin.
?Oh, that?s ah, Sammy, he?s your buddy, or Robbie?s Buddy, he drives a wedding limo,? Al confirmed looking at the handlink.
?So who is Robbie?? Sam asked.
?Oh Ah,? Al started with a mumble as he pressed a button on the handlink.
?Your name is Robbie Hart, you?re a wedding. Wedding?? he slammed the side of the handlink with his palm, the little gadget blinked in protest.
?Singer, oh wedding singer, you?re a wedding singer,? he confirmed.
?Yeah I know that much Al,? Sam replied. ?What year is this, it?s somewhere in the 80?s isn?t it??
?Ah yeah, it?s 1985,? Al replied.
?Thought so, I could tell by the songs,? Sam replied, ?So what am I here to do??
?Ah, we don?t know yet, Ziggy is still searching the original history,? Al replied.
?Well I need to know fast, because I?m, I mean Robbie is supposed to be getting married next week, and I can?t get married!? Sam panicked.
?Don?t worry, you may not have to be here that long, just hang in there ok, just focus on getting some sleep tonight? Al assured him.
?Yeah good idea, I am pretty tired? Sam replied.
?Don?t worry we?ll have the information as soon as possible,? Al told him and summoned the imaging chamber door, and disappeared through it.
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