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{{TD|Steven|['''Finishes notes'''] Wow! That -- that's poetry! You're such a natural at this! All right, I'll try my best. How's this? ''♪ Hate my job! Hate my job! Obligations! No vacations! Kinda sa-a-a-d! ♪''}} |
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Revision as of 17:22, 16 November 2019
This is a transcribed copy of Sadie Killer. Feel free to edit or add to this page, as long as the information comes directly from the episode. |
Previous: "Back to the Kindergarten" | Next: "Kevin Party" |
Speaker | Dialogue |
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The episode begins at daytime with a panning from the Lighthouse to Steven Universe entering the Big Donut. Sadie Miller farewells the previous customers tiredly. | |
Sadie | Thanks for coming. |
Sadie, almost unconsciously, begins to mop the floor. | |
Steven | Hey, Sadie! |
Sadie | Hey, Steven. What'll it be? |
Steven | Sorry to be a pain, but I got kind of a long order. I hope it's not too much trouble. |
Sadie | What trouble? [Chuckles] I'm a professional donut girl. |
Steven | Okay... I'll have one jelly donut with powdered sugar on the side, three chocolate frosted, one frosted chocolate, two chocolate-frosted chocolate, one dog-nut -- medium well -- one coffee with milk and sugar, hold the coffee. I also have several methods of payment I'd like you to split this order across evenly. |
Sadie | Uh, what's all this for? |
Steven | Band practice. |
Sadie | You're in a band?! |
Steven | Kinda. I started jamming with Jenny, Buck, and Sour Cream! |
Sadie | Whoa! That's so cool! Aw, man! I bet you guys sound amazing! |
Steven | We're still trying to figure out our sound, but it's been fun just playing music with other people. It's also nice to have an outlet that doesn't involve space and Gem stuff and everything else going on. Um... You doing okay? |
Sadie | Well, I worry about Lars being in space, and I hope he's safe and all, but... [Sighs] Working all these shifts by myself has been a huge drag. I'm totally used to doing his work, but I'm used to at least having him here to talk to. Now, I gotta do that myself, too. Oh, come on, Sadie, you missed a spot! Oh, no, sorry. |
Steven | Well, we'll all be practicing at Sour Cream's place tonight. Feel free to stop by if you have time. |
Sadie | I'll try! Hopefully, I can finish restocking napkins early. We're always running out for some reason. |
Steven | Hmm, weird. Well, see ya, Sadie! |
Sadie | Bye, Steven. |
At Sour Cream's house with Steven, Jenny, and Sour Cream during the day | |
Sour Cream experiments with his Launchpad. | |
Steven | What do ya call that style? |
Sour Cream | Beachcore. |
Buck arrives. | |
Buck | Hey. |
Jenny | What's up, Buck? |
Buck | Guess who's got a gig at Delmarva's number-two music and seafood festival this weekend?! |
Jenny | Chugi and the Woo Woos? |
Sour Cream | Jack and the Frosted Tips? |
Steven | 7-Force? |
Buck | No, us! |
Steven Buck Jenny |
What?! |
Steven | We don't even have a name yet! |
Jenny | Or a set list! |
Sour Cream | Or even one single song to put on a set list! |
Jenny | [Sighs] Guess we got a lot of work to do. |
At night | |
Sour Cream | What if we went for a more of a rap-a-billy style? |
Jenny | No, thanks. |
Steven | How about something like... ♪ Here we are. Our hearts combining. Music and Friends. Our souls aligning. ♪ |
Buck | Hold on, Steven. You got a really cool sentiment going on that can resonate with a wide audience. I just feel like this seafood festival needs to hear something challenging and provocative. Check this out. [Strumming] ♪ Doo-doo [Strumming] ♪ Butt [Strumming] ♪ The government [Strumming] ♪ Corrupts |
Jenny | Hold on there, Bucky D. I'm all for being socially conscious and waking people up inside, but people are gonna be at this seafood fest to have fun! Let's give them something they can dance to! Sour Cream, give me a beat! |
Sour Cream | A what? |
Jenny | A beat! |
With her voice captured, Sour Cream uses the Launchpad to create a beat with Jenny's voice. | |
Jenny | Oh, yeah! Let's spice it up! |
Jenny plays a funky riff. | |
Steven | Cool. |
Sour Cream | Yeah! And then how about some... |
Sour Cream makes the Launchpad play screeching tones. | |
Jenny | What the heck, Sour Cream?! |
Sour Cream | What? Can't let your audience get too comfortable. |
Steven | Maybe, we should just call it a night and try again tomorrow. |
Jenny | Agreed. |
Sadie | Oh, hey, guys! Sorry, I'm so late. Took longer to close up than I thought it would. Ya'll still practicing? |
Jenny | Oh, sorry, Sadie, we just wrapped up. We were getting nowhere. |
Sadie | Aw, shoot! I really wanted to hear you guys. Well, let me know if you have another band practice when I'm not working. See ya, guys. |
Buck Jenny |
Bye, Sadie! |
Sour Cream | Later. |
Jenny | See ya, girl. |
Steven looks on with pity. | |
At the Miller Residence during the afternoon sunset | |
Sadie walks up to the residence and is about to enter. | |
Steven | Hi, Sadie! |
Sour Cream | Hey, how's it goin'? |
Buck | S'up? |
Jenny | Hey, girl. |
Sadie | Whoa! Hey, guys! I just got home from work. [Chuckles] |
Steven | We know. We followed you. Sorry if that's weird. |
Buck | We know how busy your schedule is, so we decided to bring the jam to you. |
Sadie | Aw, shucks, guys! But... [Groans nervously] My room is such a mess right now. Okay, ah, okay, just give me a moment to tidy up! |
In Sadie's room | |
Jenny | Dang, Sadie! You've got so much space in here! |
Sour Cream | Yo, Sadie, do you have any free outlets to plug into? |
Sadie | Oh, yeah, check over by the TV. |
Jenny | Let's get serious now. The show is this weekend! |
Buck | Wait... I can't really feel the music in this cramped spot. |
Buck walks over to Sadie's bed. | |
Buck | This looks comfy. |
Sadie | No, wait! |
A crunch sound is made. | |
Buck | Aw, doo-doo. I think I broke your bed. |
Sadie pushes Buck off and lifts the sheets to see if her video casettes are okay. | |
Sour Cream | Whoa! Scary movies! Hey, Sadie, you've got a dark side. |
Sadie | It's more of a dork side. |
Jenny | Hey, is that "The Lurch"? |
Sadie | You know this one? |
Jenny | Yeah! It's a classic! I can't believe you have a copy! Guys, we have to watch this. |
Lights off and the TV glowing, gray zombies approach a man and woman huddled in fear. | |
Zombie | Brains [Groans] |
Woman | [Screams] |
Sadie | I can't believe you like this one. Not everyone appreciates Bulgarian horror. |
Steven | Uh, guys, don't we need to find our sound? |
Sour Cream | I kinda like this sound. |
Sour Cream adds a dark electronic beat to the eerie music coming from the TV. | |
Jenny | Ooh. I like that. |
Jenny adds the rhythmic bass. | |
Steven | And then, we can do this. |
Steven adds the guitar strums. | |
Buck | Now, we just need some provocative lyrics. |
Sadie | ♪ Tired... from work. |
Buck | Nice. |
Sadie | [Chuckles] ♪ Hate... my job. |
Mini-solo by Buck's acoustic | |
Sadie | ♪ I really oughta be in mourning. But I've got another shift this morning. Every day feels like it's never-ending. What's the point of all this time I'm spending here... at this dead-end job! Ooh! We are the Working Dead. And we lurch for minimum wage. But I'd really rather be eating your brain! ♪ |
Sadie starts to roam the room more intensely. | |
Sadie | ♪ [To Buck] Look at you; You seem so bright and healthy. [To Steven and Jenny] And your minds are full of joy and wonder. Stay a thousand miles from the condition that I've got from all the stress I'm under. [To Sour Cream] Don't come near me or you might encourage all these terrifying sudden urges. ♪ |
Sadie searches her closet, the others looking on anxiously. | |
Sadie | ♪ Seeing you makes skipping work so tempting. Don't you know that in the night, I'm temping here... at this dead-end job! ♪ |
Sadie quickly puts on blood-colored makeup and a jacket | |
Sadie | ♪ Ooh! We are the Working Dead. And we lurch for minimum wage. But I'd really rather be eating your brain! ♪ |
Sadie chomps into a donut, red jelly coloring her silhouette, as a woman screams in terror. | |
Steven Buck Jenny Sour Cream |
Whoa! |
Steven | Sadie, that was awesome! |
Jenny | Yeah, girl, yeah! |
Sour Cream | That was so rad! |
Buck | You're not Sadie Miller. You're Sadie Killer. |
Jenny | This is it! This is our sound! Sadie, you should be our frontman! |
Sadie | Really?! [Chuckling] Wow, I... Uh, wait, no, I can't. Ugh, I've got to work tomorrow. Actually, you guys should probably pack up. I got to get some rest before my shift. |
Buck | Aw, doo-doo. |
At the Big Donut during daytime and Sadie's shift | |
Steven enters and idles excitedly. | |
Sadie | Hey. What're you doing here? |
Steven | I was just wondering if I could get some advice. We've been trying to write some more spooky songs without you, but... they sound so phony coming from me. Rawr, I'm a bad, bad boy! Yeesh. I don't know. I can't do it like you. You got any tips? |
Sadie | Let's see. First, lose your youth to your boring job. Then, lose the only person you've ever felt truly close to. And then, lose your mind working all his shifts. |
Steven | I don't think I can do all that before the show tomorrow. [Chuckles nervously] Are you sure you can't come? |
Sadie | I'm the only employee at the shop. I can't just leave. Singing is fun, and-and being in the band would be really fun -- like the most fun ever. But -- but a lot of things could be a lot of things. This job is a drag, but at least I know it's a drag. It's normal. There's something nice about that, you know? Hanging out, singing and stuff, it feels so not normal. It's like -- you ever feel so bad that you feel good? Like, when you get so cold that it burns. Sometimes, I just want to scream my guts out. Well, no, not my guts, but whatever thing is squirming in my guts. |
Steven | [Finishes notes] Wow! That -- that's poetry! You're such a natural at this! All right, I'll try my best. How's this? ♪ Hate my job! Hate my job! Obligations! No vacations! Kinda sa-a-a-d! ♪ |
Sadie | Do I really sound like that? |
Steven | No, no, y-you sing it like it's really a problem for you. Don't worry, I'll get it, I promise. ♪ Squirming in my guts, "I got to sell donuts." Big Donut! ♪ [Humming] |
At the parking lot behind Fish Stew Pizza during dusk | |
Sour Cream | I can't believe your car can hold all these amps. |
Steven | Hey, guys. |
Buck | Hey, it's Steven Universe. Is that the scariest jacket you could find? |
Steven | Mm-hmm. Hope it doesn't scare anyone too much. |
Jenny | So, no Sadie Killer, huh? |
Steven | 'Fraid not. She's just... too busy with work. |
Jenny | Aw, man! |
Sour Cream | This gig won't be the same without her. |
Buck | All right, Steven, you're gonna have to up your scary game to fill Sadie's shoes. |
Steven | Got it! Rawr! |
Buck | You can't help being cute, no more than I can help being cool. Let's go. |
Steven | Okay. |
The band members begin to drive off. | |
Jenny | Buckle up, ya'll. |
Sour Cream | Hope the seafood at this thing is good. |
Jenny | So, where is this place exactly? |
Buck | I gave you the directions. |
Jenny | Oh, that tiny piece of paper? Where'd I put it? |
Steven | Did it fall under the seat? |
Sour Cream | I don't see it back here. |
Buck | Yo, what if this... was all a dream? |
Jenny | [Groans] This is not -- |
Sadie | Hey! |
Sadie runs up to the car. | |
Sadie | Wait up! [Panting] |
Steven Jenny |
Sadie! |
Sadie | [Panting] I can do it! I can do the show! I can come! |
Jenny | All right! Yeah! |
Steven | Oh, thank goodness! |
Sadie | And I can come to practice, and I can come to the next show, and the show after that! |
Steven | But, Sadie, don't you have work? |
Sadie | Ha! |
Sadie takes off her work uniform. | |
Sadie | I quit! |
End episode |