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Seriously wrong.

This script was rumored to come from Jerry O'connle.

Something Seriously Wrong With This Plot and It's the Episode Where We Have To Get Rid of Arturo Since He Didn't Want To Come Back For The Third Season

Writers note: I'm serious! That's the title.

Writers note2: You WILL see why this wouldn't fit as fanfic.

Writers note3: This plot may go good with all those Sliders Drinking Games out there.

All we see is a bright light. It keeps lingering on and on than we remember, "The editor kept copying this piece of film and through it in there". After we fire are editor we start over again. All we see is a bright light. The light passes then we see are 5... I mean 4 Sliders fall onto a giant air bag which just happened to be laying there.

Arturo: Oooow that hurt!!!!!

Rembrandt: Professor, I didn't even land on you!!! And to top that, You landed on something soft!!

Arturo: Hey I have to. It's my job.

Rembrandt: Yeah ok! How much time on this earth.

Quinn: Well the timer says 15 minutes, but these shows last for what an hour? We'll just spread it out.

Wade: Well it seems to me that on...

Arturo: Don't steal my lines Miss Pretty!!

Wade: I had to get a lien in here somewhere.

Arturo: It seems to me that on this world a second lasts 4 seconds.

Quinn: Well, that ought to stretch out the 15 minutes to an hour.

What if you could hear credits that were good. Unlike the one your hearing now. What if you could Slide down a Slip and Slide Board But what if you couldn't find your teddy-bear. I found the Golden Gate bridge!

After that lame entrance scene are 4 sliders go looking for a hotel.

Wade: Why are we even looking for one?

Quinn: Because, they renamed it the Dominion Republic Hotel and I'm not to sure about those guys taking our bags.

Rembrandt: What bags?!?!

Arturo: You blistering Idiot!!

Quinn: Nooooooooooo!!!

Arturo: Why are we yelling?

Out of nowhere Quinn's mom pops up.

QMom: Did you knock the power out again?

Quinn: Uuum, mom? That was in the pilot and it didn't even go out!

QMom: Oh

Arturo: Your mom sucks!

Quinn: OH yeah, well I'll show you when we Rhyme.. I mean Slide.

Wade: Now you 2 be nice.

 In their doubles slaughter house...

Wade: Eeew, all these cows look nasty.

Rembrandt: That's cause they're dead. DUH!!!

Quinn: Hey, the portal is going to open early!!!!!!!

Rembrandt: Must be one of those 2 hour special things.

Wade: OH gauss.

Quinn: Slide!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Wade: Don't yell your breath out to death. They all jump into the vortex.

Wade: Why is this taking so long?

Quinn: I had to charge the timer with a 2400 buad modem.

Rembrandt: That was a stupid thing to do!!

After sliding through the jello like vortex for an hour they reach the end, fly out into a swimming pool.

Wade: Noooooooo!!! My hair!!!!

Quinn: Wade your hair is bound to get wet. LIVE WITH IT!

Rembrandt: Uuuh, where is Arturo?

Wade: Remmy, I don't know how to break this to you but... your mom is dead.

Rembrandt: Well no duh!!! She's been dead for years. What does that have to do with the Professor?

Wade: Just a nice thing to say. It will pour sympathy on you.

Quinn: You know when we slid? And we took so long to slide?

Rembrandt: Yeah...

Quinn: Well we just slid through the professor. That's why I said something would happen at the slide.

Rembrandt: Cool!! Hours past and they are still sitting there

Rembrandt: Why is the portal still open?

Wade&Quinn: Hmmmmmm......

We suddenly see the professor pop the apples out of his mouth. The vortex than collapses and he falls to the floor and implodes. Quinn sees the vortex turn to a bunch of little squirrels then run away.

Quinn: I guess the Professor dropped the apples out of his mouth.

Wade: There goes this world.

Rembrandt: Huh?

Quinn: You see those squirrels will end up regur... I mean reproducing and making little sliding squirrels. Thus... making whatever they touch (besides themselves) will slide somewhere else.

Rembrandt: Ooooooh

Episode ends.

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