A new ride at Disneyland. Big secret, no one knows what it is. Long lines. The cars are actual baby buggies, but jumbo sized. Each fits four adults. The fifth person is made to push the other four in the baby buggie. They labor to push the cars out of the room. As they do they pass between the legs of a 50ft. statue of Gregg Brady.
In the next room, well, there is no next room: the baby buggies are now out in the parking lot of Disneyland. They follow a golf cart into a residential neighborhood, the pushers straining and groaning to keep moving. After a few streets they stop in front of an open garage. A young woman is emptying the various trashes of her house into the big can in her garage. She emerges with a basket, glances nervously over at the line of giant baby buggies across the street, empties the basket, disappears into the house, reappears with another basket, glances nervously over at the buggies, and so on.
After a few minutes the "ride" continues, and the line works its way out onto a major street. Now the buggies are struggling to stay within the narrow bike lines, working their way across Anaheim against oncoming traffic.
One of the buggy pushers has a small camcorder in her hand, filming the line in front of her. This of course is against Disney policy, and sure enough she is quickly shadowed by two security guards. These look like secret service agents: dark suits, sunglasses, phone cord coming out of an ear piece, bulge underneath the arm. Each has an ID badge pinned to their right breast. One says "Ernst", the other "DuChamp". In addition each of these goons is sporting Mickey Mouse ears.
A giant Lincoln Mark IV, driven by a tiny old woman with blue hair, veers slightly and sideswipes the buggy in front of the camcorder buggy. The car continues on oblivious, and the jarred buggy turns over, spilling riders everywhere.
The two security goons run over, but not to the accident scene. They confront the woman with the camcorder, who filmed the whole scene. She is frightened to see the these big guys in dark suits and Mouse ears in front of her. They gesture to her camcorder. "Are you going to arrest me?" She quivers.
"No Ma'am." The goons say together, "We are going to hire you. Did you film that accident?" She nods. The goons look at each other. "We could use that film in the new display." Says Ernst. "The Gregg Brady statue has got to go, and your film would be perfect in its place." The camcorder woman looks from one goon to the other in disbelief. "What was wrong with the statue?" She says, clearly adrift in lost meaning, "Was it too......expensive?"
The goons look at each other and shrug. "Naaaah......" Says Duchamp, as they lead her away. "Too linear."
Back to the land of Dreams.