Mike: “What? What are you gonna do? Nothing! Cause that’s what you are! Now I’m gonna show you how much I’m the shit and what a piece of it you are!” Mike grabs Deloris and trys to dance with her. “Come on baby you know you’d rather have a piece of this.” Scotch separates them and pushes Mike to the floor.

Scotch: “Leave her alone!” Mike jumps up and lunges towards Scotch, but his friends hold him back and he waves them off, calmed down.

Mike: “I hope you have a good night Scotch. Just remember that your gonna get what you deserve.” turns to friends. “Come on lets party!” They move away from Scotch and Deloris. Scotch looks down in sadness.

Deloris: “Don’t let him upset you.”

Scotch: “It’s just that every time something nice happens to me, it has to be ruined.”

Deloris: “Come on Scotch, lets go in the other room. I’ll make sure this night isn’t ruined at all.” She takes his hand and they go in the other room. Pan over to Stone, Uncle Ned and Roy near band. They’re on crack.

Uncle Ned: “Son of a one tited whore and a three testicle gigolo! This is the best crack I’ve ever had! Makes me want to strip my clothes off and yodel at the top of my lungs!”

Roy: “Crack!”

Stone: “Makes me want to chica chica wa wa! In fact that’s what I’m gonna do!”Cutto Deloris unbuttoning Scotchs shirt.

Deloris: “Don’t be scared Scotch. This will be fun. I bet your a big boy, arn’t you?”

Scotch: “I don’t know. I’ve never done this before. What if I break something?”

Deloris: “Don’t be silly. Just relax. I’ll make you feel real good.” Cut back to Stone standing next to band guy. (Lead singer in band.)

Stone: “All right! now were gonna get down!” grabs microphone.

Band Guy: “Hey! What the hell are you doing?”

Stone: “I’m showing all of you how to boogie.” into microphone. “All right all you cats and ladies, were gonna play a little porno music!” to band guy. “It goes chica chica wa wa.” Plays it on guitar. “Yeah come on! Chica chica wa wa!” Guitar. “All right! I said - chica chica wa wa!” After single notes on guitar-band goes into full song. Uncle Ned and Roy are there with him and dance to music as he sings.
“Porno Music”: “Yeah I got a party in my pants and your all invited-I know just what will make you excited. You know you want my body-ya you a little hotty. I’m a super porno star-I can take you really far. I’ll really get ya goin-make all those juices flowin. I like it when she’s eager and ready to please-especially when she’s on her knees. Ooh girl I want to make you feel fine-we can even 69! Yeah Chica chica wa wa!” Guitar. “I said -chica chica wa wa!” Guitar. female voice: “Chica chica wa wa!” Guitar. high voice: “Chica Chica wa wa!” Guitar. “Chica Chica wa wa!” 2nd verse: “I like a girl who knows just what she’s doin-hops on my bed and in a flash she spreads. Nothin better than a big chested girl who gives good head. Break out some oil and rub it on your partner-now rub that oil in a little harder. I want to get on the ground and feel your big old mounds. Let me get in your chasm and I’ll give you a great orgasm. Why don’t you pull my pud and we can play with my happy mud. I’ll whip it to the right-I’ll whip it to the left-I’ll whip it to my kinky death!” Thrusts pelvis to right and left. “I said chica chica wa wa!” Guitar. “Yeah, let me hear ya say chica chica wa wa!”puts microphone towards crowd and they repeat him each time he says it from then on. “Chica chica wa wa!” reapeat female and high voice- then drum solo- each part is repeated by crowd:“Chic! (Chic!) Wa! (Wa!) Chica chica wa wa! Everybody wants to wa wa! Oh Chica chica wa wa! So let down your guard and chica chica wa wa! Yeah come on and Chica chica-” “bwow” sound on bass-Stone, Uncle Ned and Roy make motion with hands of guy wiping it out. Crowd cheers and applauds. “All in a good days work on the set of a porno my friends.”

Uncle Ned: “All this talk of porn has made me thirsty! Lets get some brews!”

Roy: “But we don’t have a car. How are we gonna get to the store?”

Uncle Ned: “Well, I guess I’m just gonna have to ride you to the store! Get down on all fours fat boy!” Roy gets down and Uncle Ned rides him through the kids and out of the room. Cut to Scotch and Deloris. Can only see Scotch on top with but up in air.

Deloris: “Oh Scotch your amazing! Your so big! Why is it so big?”

Scotch: “Well ya know, I crack my knuckles allot.”

Deloris: “Do ya want to go all the way?”

Scotch: “I don’t know. Ya see- I’ve kinda been havin this problem lately.”

Deloris: “Don’t be silly. I can’t imagine you having a problem.”

Scotch: “Well OK. We can try it.” Sound of zipper undone.

Deloris: “Oh Scotch! Oh! Wow! Hey what’s that? You didn’t already? Awe! You pissed on me!” Cut to Scotch writing in journal.

Scotch: voice over “I was so humiliated. The most intament moment of my life and I ruined it. I had gotten the courage to ask her out and it worked. I even stuck up for myself and triumphed over Mike. The night would have been perfect if I hadn’t had my little accident. She drove me home in silence and I could understand why. What was there to say. This was my fate. Maybe Mike was right. A loser is all I would ever be. But who controlled this fate? Certainly not God. No. How could there be a God? A God who allows such sorrow and heart ache to occur. If there was such an all powerful deity, shurly it would have stepped in by now and done away with my suffering. The endless joke that is my life. Those who look to God for answers and guidance are foolish. My experiences with Father Belestigung taught me that. But foolishness can often be used to ones advantage. This line of thinking lead me to once again consider my troubles with Frankie. He was a fool. He prayed every day. Surely he would listen to Jesus if he told him to stop masturbating.”

Cut to Frankie lying in bed with covers pulled up to his chin. His eyes are closed and he is grinning- all of a sudden he starts to sing:
Frankie: “Pulling, pulling, pulling! I’m Pulling my pud - Yeeh Ha!” (to the tune of Rolling, Rolling, Rolling.) pauses for a minute then looks under the covers. “Jesus Christ! I have a beautiful penis!” Just then Dave The Cult Leader comes in through the window or door with light shining on him. “Could it be? Why yes! Its The Great Penis Charlie Brown!”

Frankie sits up in bed.
Dave: “No Frankie. It is I. Jesus Christ. I have come here for you have sinned. No man may spank it 24 hours a day and not feel the wrath of God.”

Frankie: “That’s not all I feel, but wait a minute there’s no commandment against masturbation.”

Dave: “In your case we’ve created a special Eleventh Commandment. Thou shall not whack offeth.”

Frankie: “But I must feed the geese. If I did not feed them they would starve. And in order to feed them I must choke the chicken. Would it not be a sin to let the geese go hungry and the chicken go unchoked?”

Dave: “Why must you then pull your pud?”

Frankie: “Because the pud would get jeoluos.”

Dave: “I see your point. If you must bait then at least I will show you how to bait properly.” Dave sits on the bed. “Take out your chicken and follow along as I demonstrate with mine.” camera zooms in so only from chest up is seen. “First you must relax your muscles. Some times if my right hand is sore I like to cut a hole in the wall and shove little pieces of waded up chicken skin into it and go solo with no hands. But for now you want to get it oiled up nice and slick. No not like that, here let me show you.” Dave puts his arm around Frankie and they look down at Frankie’s crotch.

Frankie: “Ahh! You like that Mr. Chicken, don’t you? But I don’t know Jesus, I kind of liked my old way better.”

Dave: “I am Jesus. You will do what I tell you.”

Frankie: “Jesus this and Jesus that. Everybody’s always talking about Jesus. Well Jesus. What the Hell did you ever do for me?” (like in Forrest Gump)

Dave: “Its what I will do for you. I’m really getting into this masturbation thing. All my followers will soon be into it too. We will now were necklaces with a right hand on them. Frankie, you will be a saint. Now beat the divine chicken!” camera pulls back to show Frankie holding a rubber chicken and he begins banging it on the bed.

Frankie: “You son of a bitch! Die!”

Dave: “You have learned well my son. You will be my greatest disciple. Take this bottle. It contains the holy spunk. It will guide you. Now I must go.”Dave gets up and leaves.

Frankie: “Oh thank you Jesus! God bless you Jesus! What a wonderful boy!”

Cut to Dave standing below a window. Scotch is waiting for him.
Scotch: “Well, Dave the Cult Leader. Did it work? Did he think you were Jesus?”

Dave: “Yes Scotch, he believed me to be the son of God.”

Scotch: “Did you convince him to stop masturbating?”

Dave: “Not quite.”

Scotch: “Well then what happened!?”

Dave: “The chicken was choked, the meat was beat and Frankie is now a member of The Sacred Order of the Spunk.”

Scotch: “What the fuck?! Sacred Order of the Spunk! Your no help! Now Frankies never gonna stop jerkin off! Oh Christ! I can’t take this shit any more! That penis pumpin bastard has busted his last nut!” Scotch storms off and Dave pulls out the rubber chicken from beneath his robe and pets it as he stares into the camera. Cut to Frankielying on his bed. Scotch knocks on the door and Frankie sits back up:

Frankie: “Is that you again Jesus?”

From other side of door:
Scotch: “No you fool! It’s Scotch. Now open your door!” Frankie opens the door and Scotch pushes him back onto his bed. He is holding a gun. “Now you are going to pay for your pleasures Frankie!”

Frankie: “I just had the nicest chat with Jesus Christ. You should talk to him. He could teach you a lot.”

Scotch: “Shut your cock hole! I’ll do the talking around here! You’ve yanked and pulled and stroked your way through 26 years of life and I’m sick of it. It’s time we retired your right hand Frankie. Permanently.”

Frankie: “Awe, come on! What’s so bad about masturbation anyway? Father Belestigung says that if you marry your right hand you have a better chance of getting into heaven.” Puts up right hand, made to look like a woman. “We were just on our honeymoon. Come on, Scotch. Try it. Haven’t you ever wacked off before? I bet you’d enjoy it.”

Scotch: “Have I ever wacked off?! Let me tell you something, Frankie that you may not already know. Our family comes from a long line of masturbaturs. Our father was a masturbator, our mother was a masturbatur and even though he doesn’t like to admit it, when he was young Grandpa gave it a tug too. Yes Frankie, our family has the masturbation gene. Were born with the genetic desire to compulsively masturbate, but you can choose to ignore it.”

Frankie: “Wow! So you spank too!”

Scotch: “I’ve had my bout with masturbation. But I overcame it. I didn’t let the penis win.”

Frankie: “What’d you jerk off to?”

Scotch: “Mostly Golden Books like Hansel and Gretle.”

Frankie: “How’d that get you off?”

Scotch: “Ya know the part where Hansel and Gretle go in the forest? What are they going to do in the forrest?” sarcastically “I don’t know.” Looks to the side, contemplating. “Hey wait a minute. Weren’t they brother and sister? Awe man! Who ever wrote that is a sick bastard!”

Frankie: “See Scotch! Your starting to come around. You really like masturbation.”

Scotch: furious “No I don’t! It ruins lives! You have no idea the torment I went through!”

Frankie: “Oh come on Scotch. Put the gun down. I’m your brother. You don’t want to kill me. We can invite over Jesus and have a circle jerk. It will be fun.”

Scotch: “Don’t push me Frankie! That’s just the sort of statement I’m sick and tired of hearing. Day in and day out! Whack this and pull that!”

Frankie: “Ya know ya want to. Put down the gun and pick up your penis.”

close up of Scotchs face.
Voice: “Do it Scotch! Join him. Whack off for eternity! Do it!”

Scotch: “No!” The sound of the gun firing is heard and blood (fake blood or ketchup) is squirted all over Scotchs face. Cut to Scotch writing in journal. voice over“Finally part of long tragic episode in my life came to a close. It was only a matter of time before something had to be done. And I did it. I was proud of what I did. Frankie deserved what he got. He used his little gun and I used mine. I told the police that a burglar came in the house and shot him. No one questioned the authenticity of my story. And not only did I rid myself of my brothers masturbating woes, but of my mothers impetuous nagging. Apparently, a pon hearing the news of her beloved son Frankies death, she suffered a fatal heart atack. I wouldn’t have to kill her after all. In order to not rouse suspicion I attended my brothers less than normal funeral.” Cut to funeral home. Scotch and Deloris are sitting crying.

Deloris: “I’m so sorry about your brother. What a horrible way to die.”

Scotch: “Yes it was.”

The funeral director (Necrophileac Jack) walks in parlor with basket of fruit.
Jack: “Welcome my funeral home. I’m Necrophiliac Jack- terribly sorry about your loss sir. Would you like some peaches to eat during the service? I love these peaches.”

Scotch: “No thank you, peaches give me the shits.”

Jack: “Why? Peaches don’t give me the shits.”

Scotch: “Well good for you.”

Jack: “How do you know they’ll give you the shits unless you try one?”

Scotch: “I don’t know, they just seem like the type of fruit that would give you the shits, that’s all. There soft and mushy.” pokes peach “And they kind of remind me of shit in a way.”

Jack: “Well then would you care for an apple?”

Scotch: “Naw, I can’t stand apples either.”

Jack: “Why not? I love the skin on apples, when I bite into one, it reminds me of human skin. Its like sinking your teeth into a baby’s head.” Takes bite out of apple.

Deloris puts hand up to her mouth in disgust.
Deloris: “Will you please just let us mourn in peace!”

Jack: “Just trying to be hospitable and comforting in your time of need.”

Nymphomaniac Blair walks in and Jack turns around as he was just about to leave.
Blair: “Oh, I can’t believe little Frankie is dead! He must have yanked it to hard this time! I warned him about that. I said Frankie one of these days that penis of yours is gonna come right off in your hand! Then what are ya gonna do?”

Scotch: “Oh no, Its my aunt Blair, the Nymphomaniac. Being my moms sister she drives me just as crazy. But who told her about the funeral? She’s just going to end up doing it on the coffin.”

Deloris: “Some how I feel Frankie would have wanted it that way.”

Jack: “Hello mam. Welcome to my funeral home. I’m Necrophiliac Jack. Sorry about your loss. Would you care for some peaches?” Jack starts doing weird stuff with his tongue under his lip, making noises.

Blair: “What’s wrong with you?”

Jack: “Excuse me, but I have a piece of baby flesh caught in my teeth. Oh I mean apple. Silly me.”

Blair: “What’s a cute little guy like you doing working in a funeral home. How do you stand being around all those dead bodies?”

Scotch: “Here she goes again.”

Jack: “I like the dead bodies - oh and helping people too. These peaches are guaranteed not to give anyone the shits.”

Blair: “Well my name is Blair and I’m guaranteed to give everyone a little something!” Blair grabs Jack and takes him in the other room.

Scotch: “Frankie lies in his coffin and still she persists. When will that woman’s hormones ever calm down.”

Jack comes back in the room.
Jack: “Boy that was quick.”

Deloris: “When’s the service going to start and where’s Blair?”

Jack: “Oh the service is over, you missed it while you were in here whimpering and Blair wanted sex, so I had to kill her.”

Deloris gasps in horror.
Jack: “There’s nothing like a good peach after a good cadaver.” Looks into camera, sings: “Jack - Jack. I’m a Necrophiliac. I work in a funeral home - dead bodies I do like to bone. Jack - Jack. I’m a Necrophiliac.”(Lego commercial tune.) picks up peach starts to eat it and it gets all over his face. Does lip thing again. “Mmmm Peaches.” Cut to Scotch writing in journal.

Scotch: voice over “After the bizzar, yet entertaining funeral, I turned my thoughts once again to Deloris. I was happy to learn that she was not upset about the other nights events, which made my penis feel a whole lot better. She said she felt bad that both my brother and mother died at the same time, although I don’t see why. At any rate she came over to console me that day.” Cut to Scotch and Deloris sitting in kitchen.

Deloris: “Well, everything happened so sudden. Do you have anyone to live with now? Where’s your father?”

Scotch: “Oh. He died from Spontaneous Penile Combustion. He’d been drinking a lot one night with Uncle Ned which caused him to piss so fast his penis burst into flames.”

Deloris: “That’s so sad. What are you going to do?”

Scotch: “I’m almost 18. So I guess their just gonna let me live on my own.”

Deloris: “You should at least have someone to keep you company. How about a dog? My dogs great. He’s kind of wild, he’ll run around my house, wicked fast if you do the littlest thing to scare him or if he farts and scares himself.”

Scotch: “Yeah, I had a dog. He died last year. My dog was crazy too. We called him Nut Fuck. He waked me up in the morning - jump right on top of me. One time he jumped on my head and started jerking off in my ear - ya know how they hump on peoples legs? Well he started flailing away right in my fuckin ear!”

Deloris: “That’s sick!”

Scotch: “Your telling me! I got an ear infection because of it and I missed three weeks of school!”

Deloris: “Oh, Scotch. You’ve had such a hard life. I want to do something for you. Why don’t you go in the other room for a while and I’ll make you a surprise!”

Scotch: “Oh, OK.” Scotch gets up and leaves. Deloris takes a box out of the cupboard. Cut to Scotch sitting in living room and Deloris comes out of the kitchen.

Deloris: “Come here, honey. I’m finished! Close your eyes!” Scotch gets up and goes in the kitchen. Cut to Scotch standing in front of Deloris with his eyes closed. She is holding a small pie. “OK you can open them. Look, I made you a small pie!” She puts her finger in it and licks it off.

Scotch: “Nooo!” Deloris grabs her throat and falls over. Scotch grabs her and shakes her, but she is lifeless. “Deloris, oh god! No! Why?!- ect.” He crys and holds her. Cut to Scotch writing in journal or digging a hole. voice over “Because of my stupidity the only person who ever loved me was dead. While trying to kill my mother by poisoning the small pies I inadvertently murdered my savior. At that time I believed there was no excuse, I was to blame. So I buried her in the back yard with my dog that died. The dog I killed. He was a good dog and I loved him. But one night as I got out of the shower, he ran up and licked my scrotum. I had no choice, but to bludgeon him to death with a chair.” Cut to Scotch watching TV. voice over “After burying Deloris I went into a depression. To cheer myself up I watched a PBS nature show.” Scotch clicks the remote and cut to clip of turtles having sex. Then back to Scotch and there is a knock at the door. “Then a strange sales man came to my home.” Scotch opens the door and the sales man (Bill Perry) enters.

Bill: “Hi there sir! I’m a sales representative for the Big Muffin Corporation. We like to call it Big Muff for short. Anyway I was wondering if I could take a moment of your time to give you a little demonstration in your home?”

Scotch: “OK, I guess so.”

Bill: “Great! I’ll just set up in the kitchen here.” Cut to Bill set up with things on kitchen table. “All right- a I guess I never caught your name.”

Scotch: “Scotch.”

Bill: “OK Mr. Scotch, I’m going to introduce you to my Regurgitation Self Nutrition Program called Up Chuck. Introductions first. I’m Bill Perry, but my friends call me Ralph. Why do they call me Ralph you say? Well frankly its because I’m always ralphing. Why am I always puking my guts out? Am I Bulimic? Do I have some sort of illness? What the hells wrong with me? Nothing at all! I’m simply following the steps in my program to lead a better life of self sustaining nutrition and you can too! Save time and money all by regurgitating what you’ve just eaten and eating it again! It sounds so simple you’ll ask yourself Why didn’t I think of that? If you order today Mr. Scotch, I’ll give you my book demonstrating the official Up Chuck technique.” Picks up book, shows it along with other items when he mentions them.“You’ll learn how to make your own Up Chuck and store it in the refrigerator, with these special Up Chuck containers.”Holds up paper bags.“In my book I’ll show you the proper way to prepare an Up Chuck Meal. Simply extend fore finger and place far enough down throat so that you gag.” Demonstrates what he’s saying. “Its that simple! Now you may be asking yourself: ‘Why should I use the Up Chuck program?’ What if your poor and out of luck. Big papa government has cut welfare spending and you don’t qualify any more. Where do you turn? Why just take poor Mayella here.”

Bill moves over to a woman lying down on the counter wearing a nightgown.
“She got pregnant at seventeen and the babies haven’t stopped commin’ since.”As he talks the woman screams and a baby doll “pops” out from under her nightgown. “Look at that. This bitch can’t keep her legs closed.” After he says that a few more babies “pop” out in a row. “Goodness gracious me. If you were the father of all these children how would you afford to feed them? In my book you’ll learn how to feed your family right out of your own mouth.” After he says that a baby “pops” out of the woman and he catches it. “Now look at this one here.” Baby crying heard. “He sure sounds real hungry. Now watch as I feed him. Remember the steps. First you extend your finger, then stick it down your throat until you -” Bill actually throws up on the doll. “There now he’s all satisfied. I’ll give him back to Mayella so he can wash that down with some mothers milk.” Hands doll to Mayella. “Good old fashion breast milk does a body good. Now Mr. Scotch you might be saying ‘But I don’t have kids. Why should I use the Up Chuck program?’ If your a bachelor - what about that car you’ve always dreamed of. You save for years, but you spend all your money on food. But with my program no more!sp; And if you sign up now I’ll throw in these official Up Chuck tongue depressors free! They’ll make you blow chunks with ease, since I’ve painstakingly lubricated each one with pieces of my own vomit. So remember if you order now not only will you get my book and handy Up Chuck storage containers, but also official Up Chuck tongue depressors free!” Points to stuff as he talks about it. “Anyone can join the Up Chuck Program - like our theme song says Up Chuck for the fun of it!”starts singing to the tune of Putt Putt for the fun of it. “Up Chuck for the fun of it, Up Chuck for the fun of it, Up Chuck for the fun of it - Up Chuck for the fun of it! Everybody!” Mayella joins in and they start to sing it together, but Scotch stops them.

Scotch: “That’s it! Get the fuck out of my house! Have you no decency?! Can’t you see I’m mourning the loss of my mom, dad, brother, lover, dog, Chris Farley and the old man who lived down the street?!”

Close up of Scotch.
Voice: “Scotch! You killed them all!” Scotch screams and goes nuts. He frantically throws Bill’s things out and pushes him and Mayella out of the kitchen.

Scotch: “Damn these people! Oh- I must rest after this disturbance! Nutritional regurgitation. What the fuck?” He then goes over to the counter and picks up a box that says “Small Pie Dough.” “Hey- what’s this? Oh no. This must be the dough Deloris used that killed her. But wait. What’s this note?” Takes note out of box and reads it out loud. “ ‘Scotch! If you are reading this note, you’ve probably already eaten some small pie dough. That is good. Because I poisoned it with arsenic and now you will die! That will show you for making a fool of me in front of my friends at the party. Your enemy- Mike.’ Mike? Mike put the poison in Deloris’s dough? It wasn’t me? But what about the dough I poisoned?” He opens the cupboard and pulls out another box of small pie dough and looks at them both. “So this means that Mike killed Deloris. Mike killed Deloris. Mike killed Deloris. Ahhh!” He falls to his knees screaming with his hands over his ears. He throws things (chairs, ect.), and screams. Then is huddled in the corner rocking back and forth. Quickly zoom in on his face as the Voice says: “Kill!Kill! Kill!” Scotch Screams. Cut to Scotch standing, screaming at mirror, alternating out loud between “the voice” and himself. He doesn’t have a shirt on and his face is all wet.“Scotch! Do it! Kill! He must die, he has gone to far!- No. I will destroy myself! I must fight these demons! - No! I must kill! It is the only way!- No!- Yes! Kill! Kill him! -Ahhh! Your hurting me! I can’t take this any more! Give me my mind back!- No! Scotch you will kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!- Ahhhh!” Scotch turns around and screams into camera. Cut to Dave meditating. Scotch walks up to him and taps him on the shoulder. He talks permanently in the voice. “Dave! I must speak with you!”

Dave: “Scotch! Have I not warned you of disturbing me when I am meditating for the Great Pussy?”

Scotch: Evil voice “Scotch is no longer with us! I have a important mission to carry out and I seek your guidance.”

Dave: “That is different. Ask what you will, I will be your shepherd.”

Scotch: “I must avenge a murder. I want to do it properly! Teach me the ways of the Dark One!”

Dave: “But Scotch. You are the only one who has killed around here in the last few years.”

Scotch: “What?! How do you know of my killings?!”

Dave: “The Dark One is wise. It knows all.”

Scotch: “Does it know that Mike must die?!”

Dave: “I see. Your oppression has been great. You wish strike out with the hand of justice. I will see to it that you become a proper Nerd Vigilante. No more throwing chairs and beating old men. I have just the soldiers to show you the art of vengeance.”

Cut to Crazy Rich and Stan standing next to each other outside. They have there guns raised. They both scream: “Guns for Jesus!” and shoot them into the air. “Metal Militia” by Metallica is played in the background. Improv: They show Scotch how to use the guns or knifes and kill properly. “Blow that preppy fucker away like this!"Possibly shoot pumpkins and then have Scotch try it. Run around shooting off guns. At end of sequence- close up of Scotch. Voice says: “Kill! Kill! Kill!” He shoots the gun.

Cut to Mike bouncing ball against wall with his lacrosse stick.
Mike: “Last second of the game - tied 4-4- For the championship. He shoots- and it’s good! Ohh! I’s da bomb! Oh-Yeah! Who’s the shit? Yeah what’s up now?”

Scotch: “I’ll tell you what’s up!” Scotch appears behind Mike with a gun raised and he turns around.

Mike: “Scotch! What the hell! Your suppose to be dead by now! I guess I’ll just have to do it myself!” Moves towards Scotch.

Scotch: “Hold it Mike! The only person going to die is you. You must die! And I will kill you. I will kill you not only to avenge Delorises death, but to avenge people like me who are mistreated every day.”

Mike: “Deloris? What?”

Scotch: “Shut up! You will listen and then you will die! I have suffered all my life. No one ever truly loved me. No one ever truly cared about me. But she did. And you took that away from me. Now I will take your life away from you.” He moves towards Mike.

Mike: “Scotch! Stop! I’m sorry. Oh God no!”

More Scotch!