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The pitch meeting.

The ptcih meeting unfolds between the makers of the film, they then call Doris the tea lady in, we follow here ae she leaves in a documentary style fashion, a narrator begins,

This is Doris. She works here at a film studio headquarters, bringing tea and delivering mail for the staff, 

They call here the incubator.

An executive whispers "she's had FIFTEEN kids..."


Ww return to the execs office once Doris story has finished, or sometime later, and we see the trailer for INCUBATOR, a tale of a mutant part cyborg  birthing machine created by the hubris of mankind, and sent to the past to repopulate the earth following some unknown disaster. It turns out SHE was the disaster, and as the film ends, she discreetly slips behind a mountain, with the dull thump of foetuses dropping like cat poop in the valley, underuse and ominous.

The execs proclaim as we slip out of the tv

 IT WAS HER THE WHOLE TIME?

The pitcher turns ominously, cropping into a sea gal closeup 

"I'm afraid not, gentlemen, turns out..."

He reveals a futuristic laser cannon, and blows the executives away in a hail of percussive energy that strips their flesh, then electrocuted the remaining muscle

He screams, lazy eyed with bloodlust

FUCKYEAH

The bones shatter like crystal. The reveres shot pod the dust falling shows the pitcher, breathing heavily, heaving, heaving that then turns into a funky swagger as he hefts the gun and struts out of the office as a tune begins to blend in.

he waves to passers by as he slips on his shades.

The music opens

"cool, as your iced tea..

Ice tea that's been sitting there since this morning..."

Credits.