In the middle of the screen, we see a single, sparkling star. Glitters of light spread from it in all directions. It is dazzling. As we watch it, the camera pans back, back, back. We see that the star is on a theater marquee, and as the camera pans back more, we see that the marquee decorates a glam, 1940's-style Hollywood theatre. Kleig lights graze the skies. Limousines and a red carpet line up along the theatre. When we have grasped the setting, the camera takes us up close and then through the front door into a celebrity-studded audience applauding the good-looking, young couple on stage. They are Robert Pattison and Kristen Stewart, in tuxedo and spangled gown.
Robert: (peering at teleprompter): So, Kirsten. Here we are onstage, ready to give out the award for Couple of the Decade.
Kristen: (looking sullen, reading flatly, embaressed to be part of this): Yeah, and guess what? We're nominated.
Robert: (smiling gallantly): Yes, we are, Kristen! In fact, the nominees are: (whips out envelope, opens it and reads) Rober Pattison and Kirsten Stewart (wild applause)
Daniel Radcliffe and Emma Watsoon (crowd goes wild, giant picture of Harry and Hermione appears behind them)
Steven Tyler and Joe Perry (camera pans to Tyler and Perry in second row, giving each other a high-five across the aisle)
Robert (continues reading): Angela Jolie and Brad Pitt! (movie scenes of "Mr. and Mrs. Smith," figures running in jungle, appears on back screen to audience applause)
Kristen: (looking over Robert's shoulder at paper) And -- (screws up face) this can't be right. The last nominees are .....Adam Lambert and Tommy Joe Ratliffe? (looks at camera, stunned)
Robert: (Tries to give her kiss on cheek; she ducks) That's right, Kristen! Wow, we're in good company tonight!
Kristen: (impatiently): Come on, let's get this done.
Robert: (opening envelope with a flourish): And the winner is (dramatic pause) Robert (yelling gleefully): Adam Lambert and Tommy Joe Ratliffe!
Crazy, wild, earth-shattering applause. Mayhem in theater. Camera swings to mid-row, where Adam, dressed in a blacfk satin tux with silver sequin lapels, jumps up as spotlight hits him. He turns and hugs Tommy Joe, hair shimmering in the lights, whom we now see beside him. The pair jogs to the stage, waving to left and right, as the orchestra plays the opening bars of "Fever." Adam and Tommy climb up the steps to the stage where they receive foot-tall golden statuettes of two abstract forms embracing each other.
Tommy: (standing on tip-toes to reach mic): Geez! This is rad! I mean it! I can't believe it! Wow! Rad
Adam turns in a flash, swoops down on Tommy and bends him back in a romantic kiss that seems to last forever. The crowd is now standing and cheering wildly.
Adam (gives TJ a last smile and holds hand up for silence.): I just....I just want....People, okay, okay, thank you....thank you....I....Shhhh, really....I just want to thank the person who made this award possible. (Crowd quiets; you could hear a pin drop.) This would not have been possible without....
(Pause. Somebody yells out "C'mon! Who?")
Adam (looking straight at right-hand section, a hundred rows, where a group of people, three-quarters women, are standing and cheering, some crying and hugging. All wear matching tee-shirts with glittery "A's" on front.) (camera swings back to Adam and Tommy)
Adam: This would not have been possible without a member of the fan club. And I'd like her to come up here now, so I can give her a big kiss. Her name is--
Then....at that moment....we all wake up.
""Well, I got my boots on, got the right 'mount of leather