Where you from, Fred?

A man lay sprawled across three seats in the cinema.

When the usherette came by and noticed this, she whispered to the old man “Sorry sir, but you’re only allowed one seat”.

The old man didn’t budge. The usherette became more impatient.

She said “Sir, if you don’t move from there I’m going to have to call the manager.”

Once again the old man just muttered and did nothing.

The usherette marched briskly up the aisle, and returned with the manager.

Together the two of them tried repeatedly to move the old disheveled man, but with no success.

Finally they summoned the police.

The officer surveyed the situation briefly, then asked “All right mate,whats your name?”

“Fred” the old man moaned.

“Where you from, Fred?” asked the police officer.

With a terrible strain in his voice, and without moving, Fred replied…

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"THE BALCONY!"

Another example of how traditional cinemas are experiencing falling audiences