Roe and Dr. A, flying over
the Andes Mountains.
Summing things up…
Dr. A and Roe have just escaped a
possible murder attempt by the executor of Wades will. Wade was killed under
mysterious conditions during a Enforcer Brawl with Triple C. The believed
suspects are members of the Nation of Islam. Wade’s will left all the money to
Roe… but the retrieval of that will has been difficult. Ms. C tragically fell
off of a cliff in the process. Too bad, she had nice thingies. All the dynamic
duo of Roe and Dr. A have to do is get back to the USA and Roe will inherit the
fortune… but that’s easier said then done.
In the Cockpit:
Dr. A: “So we are finally out of
the country, huh? Whoever is defending my title back at the CRF better not have
lost it. I worked hard for that thing.”
Roe: “How can you think of
yourself at a time like this? Are you on crack? Ms. C is dead… Wade is dead.
You are so uncaring!”
Dr. A: “No Roe, I’m not on crack
yet. But that’s a good idea.”
Dr. A whips a syringe out of his back
pocket. He begins to shoot up.
Roe: “Stop doing that man! We
need to pilot this thing together. I can’t fly this plane alone.”
Dr. A: “Shut your mouth… I know
what I am doing. I am a licensed medical doctor. I have a degree from Johns Hopkins;
I am the doc from DC. I can legally prescribe myself anything I want.”
Roe: “I doubt that was from a
prescription. I saw Juan Aleman Wade, that drug lord, hook you up big time.”
Dr. A: “Man, your talking
nonsense. That’s even more nonsensical then that flashing, red “NO FUEL” sign
over there.”
Roe: “WHAT?!”
Dr. A: “Is that bad or something?”
Roe: “Yes that is bad… real BAD.
Real, real, real bad. Tremendously bad. Abhorredly bad. Let me try to find a
place to land.”
Dr. A: “What? We’re home already?”
Roe: “NO. We have to make a crash
landing, we are out of fuel… its either that or crash into a mountain.”
Dr. A: “I don’t know. Crashing
into a mountain sounds pretty cool… hehehe.”
I guess the doc gets what he asks for…
Roe: “MY GOD- LOOK IN FRONT OF
US! A MOUNTAIN! AGHH!!!!”
Dr. A: “AGH!!!!!”
SMASH!!!!!
The plane crashes into the side of a
mountain. Obviously a Kennedy was flying (ouch, I apologize for that already).
Fires rage up the hills, debris flies
everywhere. Slowly the fires die, the snow puts it out. The two are trapped
somewhere in the snowy mountain landscape. Will they survive?
…
…
…
Two
Hours Later
A head pops up from all of the snow. Then another
one suddenly pops up too.
Dr. A: “We made it… we made it! We
are alive!”
Roe: “I’m f-f-freezing to death.
H-help me!”
Dr. A: “Okay, you still have
the will, right?!”
Roe pulls the will up and out from the
snow.
Dr. A: “Ahh, good. Then I won’t
let you die.”
Roe: “I-I-I am d-dying. I am
going to f-freeze to death. Food, I need food.”
Dr. A: “Your right. We haven’t
eaten this whole trip, have we? We totally forgot- we were so obsessed with
getting the money and escaping death that we forgot all about getting something
to eat. In fact, none of us have eaten for a week, have we? Man, I sure am
hungry.”
Roe: “F-FOOD! N-n-need to
generate body warmth through energy…I…I am g-going to d-die.”
Dr. A: “Yeah, yeah- you said it
enough. I get it. I am hungry too man. REAL Hungry. I don’t see the plane
anywhere though. It must have been buried.”
Roe: “I-I am h-hungry enough to
eat YOU!”
Dr. A: “Now lets not get personal.
I’m sure someone is on their way to rescue us now. There is some sort of Andes
Mountain Air Traffic Control, right?”
Roe: “FOOD!”
Dr. A: “Hmm, I’ll take that as a no. Roe my buddy, I’d have lost all hope by now- but the drugs have prevented me. I sure do have the munchies; it must have been that ‘Mary J. Wanna’, huh? Roe… maybe that eating me thing isn’t such a bad idea. Of course I WOULD EAT YOU… hahaha… Roe, I’m just kidding with you man. Its just a joke, Roe… Roe?!”