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Date Posted: 15:39:53 07/09/02 Tue
In reply to:
's message, "The script continues" on 02:43:52 07/09/02 Tue
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>JESUS
>wow
>
>PAUL
>We lost 'em.
>
>NANCY
>Oh yeah?
>
>PAUL
>Yeah. Maybe we should call animal control.
>
>NANCY
>Look I don't... care what it takes... but... ha...
>oh...
>
>JESUS
>wow wow wowie zowie.
>
>NANCY
>but... whatever it takes... I want you out of here....
>and get me those boys...
>
>PAUL
>They could be anywhere!
>
>NANCY
>(as she ORGASMITIZES)
>FIND THEM! OH!
>
>PAUL
>Fine. I'm calling the pound. Come on Jesus.
>
>Paul walks out of the office. Jesus stays put and
>stares at Nancy.
>
>JESUS
>wow. What are you watching?
>
>NANCY
>PBS.
>
>Paul walks back in.
>
>PAUL
>Jesus, do you mind? While we're young?
>
>JESUS
>Shit, sorry boss.
>
>INT. HALLWAY - DAY
>
>The hallway of the office building where Nancy works.
>And Paul. And Jesus. Hey that makes sense, huh?
>
>Paul and Jesus walk down the hallway populated by
>extras.
>
>PAUL
>We gotta find 'em. But where could they be?
>
>EXT. CONVERTIBLE - DAY
>
>Tim, still handcuffed, sits in the backseat of a
>convertible populated by beautiful women. ANGIE, the
>driver, is a blonde. TRISHA, front passenger seat, a
>latin hottie. And MALI, back driver's side seat, is
>an oriental school-girl. She holds Tim's mouth shut
>with her hands.
>
>They are all LAUGHING uproariously.
>
>Tim is trying to scream at the top of his lungs.
>
>MALI
>What that you say big boy?
>
>Tim screams some unintelligible words to them as Mali
>moves his jaw.
>
>MALI
>He say he want candy bars!
>
>TRISHA
>Los Candy bars?
>
>MALI
>Candy bars!
>
>TIM shaking his head vigorously no over and over.
>
>ANGIE
>(begins to chant)
>Boys go to Jupiter to get more Stupider!
>
>THREE GIRLS TAKE UP THE CHANT
>
>ALL
>Girls go to Mars, to get more candy bars!
>
>They laugh again as Trisha pounds a button on her
>passenger side door. The convertible suddenly
>transforms into a SPACESHIP and the car shoots off
>into the air!
>
>They laugh as their convertible-car flies out of
>Earth's atmosphere. Tim is rocking furiously around
>trying to get out.
>
>MALI
>You so crazy! I love you big man! You love me?
>
>Malie opens his mouth to talk for him, but vomit
>shoots out.
>
>It splats on the windshield.
>
>ALL GIRLS:
>EWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW GROSS!
Int. Back room of Store
Employee 1 reads over the shoulder of employee 2. Emp 2 is working on something, moves papers around and writes in a log of some sort. Emp 2 is obviously bothered by the reading being done over him.
Emp 2 (already a little flustered - not looking up)
What's...(sighs)...Do you need something?
Emp 1
Not really. (Pause) Are you getting paid to do that? (pause) Is that work?
Emp 2
Yes
Emp 1
What is it?
Emp 2
It's work...Inventory. I'm preparing the orders for...
Emp 1
I just thought you said you were going to be working on the new displays.
Emp 2
That's where you're wrong. I said YOU were going to be working on the new displays.
Emp 1
Well, I thought I said I wouldn't do the displays. That wasn't in my job description.
There's the sound of a display being knocked down in the store front.
Emp 2 (looks in the direction of the storefront)
What is he doing out there...Look, I'm busy here. Just go out front with Jay. It sounds like he needs some help
Emp 1
Jay left
Emp 2
What? Where'd he go?
Emp 1
How should I know?
Emp 2 (angrily)
What did he say when he left?
Emp 1
He said he didn't want to do the displays two weeks in a row and he...
Emp 2
Goddamnit! Did you tell him that I wanted him to do the displays?
Emp 1
That's what you said.
Emp 2
That's it! You're through here. This isn't working...
Emp 2 is interrrupted by a dog bark from the store front
Emp 2
MOTHERFUCKER
Store front - Emp 2 comes charging out to find a dog eating candy as fast as it can as it growls and barks at the martian girls and Tim who are waiting outside of the door.
EMP 2
MOTHERFUCKER! Is this your dog?
Emp 1
You told me to bring that dog.
Emp 2
Are you fucking nuts? Why would I...Get it out of here!
Emp 1
I'm not going near that thing.
The voices of the girls can be heard - they cry "We need candy!" one of the girls yells "That dog's drooling!" The rest reply with giggles and "EEEWWWWW!!"
Emp 2
Get your dog OUT GET OUT WITH IT!
Emp 1
I don't own a dog, chief.
Emp 2 (to the girls)
Just a minute, okay ladies?
The girls giggle
Emp 1
That thing followed me because you told me to bring a dog to work. It wasn't so mean before it got to this candy.
Emp 2
WHY WOULD I TELL YOU TO BRING A DOG TO WORK? WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU?
EMP 1
Maybe because you fucking like dogs? Can I read your mind?
Emp 2
GET OUT!! YOU'RE FIRED!!
Emp 1
FUCK YOU AND FUCK CANDY!
Emp 1 storms out. The girls rush in through the open door. They drag tim with them.
Emp 2
I'm sorry, but we're temporarily closed here. You're gonna have to leave.
The girls go straight to the candy bars
Emp 2 (emtremely flustered)
Ladies, please. Can't you see that I have to get this dog out of...
Mali
Sign say OPEN (She makes a gesture that in no way could mean open)
Emp 2
Please...
Trisha (to Tim)
OOOH!! Los candy bars es muy tasty for you!
Tim
I don't want candy...(to Emp 1) Hey there's a dog!
Emp 2
I KNOW!...I want you all to leave! I'm calling animal control and if you're not gone by the time I'm off then I'm calling the cops!
The girls are shoving candy at Tim's face.
Emp 2
Hey! That candy's not free. You pay for that before you eat it.
Angie
Free for the dog! Free for us!
Emp 2
This dog is going to be put to sleep...Do you want...(into phone) hello?
Split screen - the animal control operator is watching TJ Hooker.
A.C.
Hello?
Emp 2
Yes, I need you to come get a vicious dog.
A.C.
Uh-huh
Emp 2
Yes, it's tearing up my store...
A.C.
And it's a dog?
Emp 2
Yes, my address is...
A.C.
What kind of dog is it?
Emp 2
Well, from the way my employee described its behavior i would say it's a manic-depressive.
A.c.
I see. And what kind of store is it?
Emp 2
Sir, It's eating all of my candy.
A.C.
Candy store?
Emp 2
Yes.
A.c.
Okay, just let it do it's thing. All that candy. It'll be dead my morning.
The Animal Control man hangs up. Throughout his conversation we hear the girls forcing candy on Tim. We catch glimpses of tim trying to run away, slipping on candy and the girls catching him. Emp 2 puts his elbows on his counter and his head in his hands.
Emp 2 (to the dog, then the girls)
Please stop destroying my store.
The dog looks up and growls
Mali
Here, we pay!
Emp. 2
Uh-huh
The girls walk up to the counter holding Tim in front of Emp 2
Angie
We trade you. This candy (she shows a bag full of candy) for this...
She punches Tim in the stomach, who pukes on the counter. The dog looks up.
Girls
EEEEWWWWWW
Ext. Girls and Tim and Dog in the car.
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