BAck to the beginning - bernard's entrance

B - (holding a torn poster) what in god's name do you think you're doing!
K - so you didn't....get my email..
B - what email?
K- the one about the change of programme? I sent it about erm - half an hour ago?
B - change of programme?
K - Well nobody wanted to see Lars von trier
B - These people didn't want to see european art house cinema? and WANT to see THIS rubbish instead? I find that hard to believe. They look like the kind of cultured people we like at film night - well some of them. A couple maybe.
K - but
B- but nothing you can't change the programme of film club.
K - but I've got a guest..
B - you can't book guests..you play the blummin' dvd's
K - I tracked him down and asked him to come along. He said yes. He's here.
B - who?
K - a film director.
B - oh.
K - writer and producer..
B - and he's here? now?
K - yes. And you're embarassing him. and me.
B - so who is he..is he the cutting edge?
K - god yeah - the edge man. right on it.
B - will I know his films? He's a proper film-maker right? Not one of your mates from the YTS?
K- film school I went to film school - and no - he's a proper film-maker. He's american and I've already told everyone about him. So shall we get on with it.
B - if your sure he's good
K - he's the fucking best bernard...trust me..ladies and gentlemen please welcome...(smoke machine, lazers, music, film clip, molntage..)