int. jetcar ROOSTRE: You say you've done this before and it's gonna work. PEANUT: It's like rocketry. Your pee is like rocketry because it rockets out! Y'know? And if you have two rockets... step back! Here go the rockets. ROOSTRE: Alright, just do it, and don't get any one me. Peanut starts peeing on the window. PEANUT: Feels so good... Joe whips it out, hitting peanut, and starts peeing. PEANUT: Oh! Was that your joe? (Laughs) The window breaks. ROOSTRE: Holy crap, it worked. Okay, okay, it worked, now stop! GOLDEN JOE: You can't tell me when to stop, man! You can't tell my jack to stop! Man, that's messed up. I can't stop! Man, you straight up. That's tore up. I can't stop! I gotta go. PEANUT (simultaneously): You can't stop pee man, it just goes and goes... and goes and goes and no no no no no... (laughs) The pee on that street and in Shark's car. Golden Joe writes his name on the wall. int. shark's party. Liquor approaches Man/Woman LIQUOR: That's a tricky bookcase, isn't it? MAN/WOMAN: Stop your stop talk! I'm trying to- LIQUOR: I know, you're reading. But you're not reading. You're not reading, you're not doing anything here, but not doing. MAN/WOMAN: Hardly. LIQUOR: What's... what's, uh, what's back there? What's behind the case? Or are you too scared to tell me? MAN/WOMAN: Make me. Liquor grabs her and throws her against the bookcase. The camera moves past the bookcase to show mouse lying in a dark room. MOUSE: Oh, man. Where's the, uh... Mouse falls over. something glows red in front of him. MOUSE: What is this? Is this my... The red thing beeps and explodes. MOUSE: Wow, what is all this? What is- The light comes on, revealing a table with a gift box. MOUSE: This is my office. Or is it? He opens the box and sees a bowtie. MOUSE: Necktie. The screen flickers, and Mouse is with his wife in the same room, holding a bowtie. MOUSE: Wow, this is a great necktie. Thanks. MRS. FITZ: You have to wear it. MOUSE: I really like it. MRS. FITZ: You have to wear it now. MOUSE: I'll put it on in the morning. MRS. FITZ: The morning was too late. Put it on now. MOUSE: Was? MRS. FITZ: You have to put it on now. MOUSE: Okay, here. (he holds the bowtie in front of his neck) How's this? Is that good? MRS. FITZ: Tie it! Around your neck. It has to make contact with your flesh. MOUSE: It's late. I'll tie it tomorrow. MRS. FITZ: Tomorrow was too late! Now is time. MOUSE: Why? What's that, it sounds like a... (pulls out a gun) baby. MRS. FITZ: It's our baby. MOUSE: We don't have a baby. MRS. FITZ: We had a baby. When we had her. The time is coming that... to her... us... put on the tie. Robotic arms come out of the bowtie. Mouse throws it through Mrs. Fitz and she disappears. It attacks Mouse, he shoots it and it duplicates. The two tie-bots shoot at him, and one jumps on his chest and drills trhough it. He falls, and the other begins to dance as music plays. The scene, except for Mouse, fades, revealing a window through with Square and Shark can be seen in Shark's control room. SQUARE: Facades of this expense are becomign umpopular with my investors. SHARK: Your investors are one. SQUARE: I don't know if you know this, but there are many that make one. SHARK: One is enough for too much. SQUARE: Your jealousy overwhelms your reputation. SHARK: My reputation is big time and recorded. You are eyeless and square. SQUARE: Sixty of what you think is a reputation for one, is your downfall. SHARK: Well... we'll see about that in due time... won't we. SQUARE: Time is due indeed. Skillet screeches offscreen. The camera reveals him tied to a chair. The clock moves across the wall. SHARK: And you... you need a whiff of my friend. skillet screeches. int. Shark's party. ROOSTRE: What's up with this party, man, this blows. GOLDEN JOE: Man, this party's straight jack! It's completely whack! I could'a got with Monique tonight! ROOSTRE: Will you shut up! Oh, damn, boy, your voice is like a human PA. Now where's that baked cop at? Cut to Peanut, lying face down in the punch bowl. Annoying Woman approaches. ANNOYING WOMAN: Who are you? What are you doing at this party? Who invited you? Who do you think you are? Peanut gets up. ANNOYING WOMAN: I know who you are. I know what you're doing here. You know I know. Peanut points his gun at her. ANNOYING WOMAN: You're weird lookin'. I'm not weird lookin', but you're weird lookin'. Cut to Roostre and Golden Joe, who is pushing a tub of beer. Liquor approaches Roostre. LIQUOR: Hey, are you Roostre? ROOSTRE: Sometimes all in caps, depending on- LIQUOR: If I'm yelling at you or not, right? ROOSTRE: Uh huh. LIQUOR: Do you have a son, by any chance? ROOSTRE: No. LIQUOR: He went to camp. You went to camp. ROOSTRE: How did you, uh- LIQUOR: This letter. ROOSTRE (reading): I'll be. LIQUOR: There's something i have to show you right now. int. Simulation. Mouse is floating in a field of stars. Various images appear as he talks. MOUSE: Just when I think I know what I'm thinking, I get this cloud. I know that when a man has memories, it's just electrical impulses through the brain that create the memories. And as those impulses travel at the speed of light. Therefore the brain time travels and that's how he remembers. (pulls out a beer and drinks it) But how does he feel? How does he feel those memories? How does he feel those thoughts? What... what time is it? A door appears, and Mouse walks through it. He finds his baby in its crib, crying. The baby turns into spider. ext. liquor store LIQUOR (voice): In here. ROOSTRE (voice): In where? int. liquor store. The walls are covered with blood. LIQUOR (indicating the blood): See this? ROOSTRE: Yeah, I see it. What the hell happened in here? LIQUOR: Your letter. ROOSTRE: My letter did this? Man, you got a bar around here? 'Cause I'm tired as hell. LIQUOR: Come down here to the basement. ROOSTRE: What's a liquor store doin' with a basement? LIQUOR: It's uh, it's for uh, tornadoes. 'n s-, 'n some other stuff. int. basement. Roostre and Liquor stand at the top of the stairs. ROOSTRE: What in the hell is that? LIQUOR: I think you know what it is. ROOSTRE: First off, I don't even think you know what I know. Now I'm tellin' you I don't know what that is. Liquor hits roostre with a pipe, and Roostre falls to the bottom. int. control room. Skillet, tied to a chair, watches the clock approach him. The clock hits the pipe and stops, then contines as Skillet hops backwards in the chair. int. Shark's study. Shark is sipping a drink. SHARK: I did it. I did it and I won and I beat 'em all. (drinks) And it tastes good. There is a crash, and Producer enters. PRODUCER: Hey, kids! No one wins until I win! 'Cause I win at stuff all the time! Haha, you got that? Producer sees Square stuck to the wall with arrows. PRODUCER: Aah! What the? Oooooooh, what's wrong, little man! Haha, ya got, got, ya... ya... got some arrows stuck through ya! Hahaha, zinger! Boing! Hahaha, up top! Let's tour, right, am I right or am I right? SHARK: Wrong. PRODUCER: Achachachachacha! SHARK: Very very wrong. PRODUCER: Come on, Shark, we're a team! It's me, and you, and... we go to the zoo, right! Hehehe, come on, chuckle on, buddy! SHARK: It's over. PRODUCER: Chuckle, chuckle, chuckle, chuckle, chuckle, chuckle, chuckle, baah! PRODUCER: I do it at my restaurant every night, but sometimes I forget, and then the bossman's all, "Do your sidework!" and I'm like, "I'm marryin' these ketchups as fast as I can!" Gnnnnnn! (laughs, then walks offscreen and returns holding a "Zoo Day" T-shirt) I got these T-shrits made! SHARK: Look, it's over. PRODUCER: Shark! It ain't over! It's you, and me, and you, and me, and you, and me, and you- Baah! Dammit! Cut to Shark as a sawing noise plays, and blood pools from where Producer was standing. SHARK: where's the zinger? We all love to laugh. int. Liquor's basement. Roostre is in a web. ROOSTRE: Hey Liquor, come here for a second. I need to talk to ya. Uh, this is very important. I need you to find my teacher, tell her I need to get back in the boat, and I need to go home. LIQUOR: Yeah, it's a web. Get it? ROOSTRE: Yeah, i get it! Now can you let me outta here? LIQUOR: Let you out? No! ROOSTRE: Why me, I mean, uh, what I do? LIQUOR: You come too close to restarting everything. I know you. You'll set the alarm. (He leaves) ROOSTRE: I'll set the alarm? Spider approaches. ROOSTRE: Is there a beer down here? int. control room. The clock is still approaching Skillet. He shoots his eye lasers at it, but they are deflected. Suddenly, New Guy appears and jumps over the clock. It releases gas, but New Guy contains it. Mouse jumps through the window with an explosion. Skillet cuts his ropes with eye lasers. Mouse grabs New Guy, and they run out the door, pick up Eye who is in the next room, and jump out a window. int. shark's study. Shark and Square are watching the above scene on a TV. SQUARE: Is this finally the end? SHARK: It's never the end. (to someone offscreen) Take him out. Cut to Pronto, standing nearby. SHARK (cont'd): And do it for real this time, okay? You're supposed to be good at this. Pronto leaves. Camera Bug enters, beeping. SHARK: No, you can't go with him, because you'll just (beep)-ck it up, because you're retarded. SQUARE: I'm so extremely bored. What else is on? SHARK: It's only this. Day after day after day. Credits roll. ext. Street. Shark is next to his urine-filled car. sHARK: Mmm. I kinda want to open the door, but I'm scared to. end.