Sarah: No, she was talking only to Paul. She, um-
(Sarah whispers into Ringo's ear & accidentally trips him in the process.)
George: Not nice! I like it!
(Sarah makes a disgusted face & moves toward Siobhan for safety.)
Sarah: C'mon everyone! Walk!
Dr. Rubbit: What are you doing with my patients?
Siobhan: Uh, I'm, uh, the new doctor, uh, sir. My name is Dr. Lenacartney. These people were transferred to me, & it was getting, um, let's just say too sexual in there!
Sarah(whispering to Siobhan): Remember, sedatives.
Siobhan: Then I uh, was going to administer sedatives!
(Siobhan jams the needle in to Dr. Rubbit's arm.)
George: Clever thinking sweetums!
Sarah: Shut up!
(In the padded room next door...)
Crazy Guy: I recognize that voice! SARAH! SARAH!
Sarah: Did you hear that?
(Sarah walks over to the door and peers into the window at the crazy guy.)
Sarah: Ryan? Ryan Hutchinson? What the fuck are you doing here?
Ryan: Too many white spaces on the inkblots! They said I was too horny and perverted for society! Will you go out with me?!
George: She's already going out with me!
Sarah: No I'm not! Ryan, yer a really nice guy &...fuck it. I don't like you. You're probably gay anyway.
Brian: Who?
Siobhan: Let's just get the hell out of here!
(Beatles & Co. sneak to the bathroom & crawl out the window to the grass area. Then they
untie all the straight-jackets, George last, for <ahem> reasons...)
Siobhan: Now what?
Sarah: Now we run!
(They all run until they reach the road, carjack someone, then are driving to the coast of England.)
Sarah(who is driving): I told Sid to meet us on the coast. She'll transport us to her island from there.
John: Where's the island?
Sarah: Somewhere in the Pacific ocean.
John: But we're in the Atlantic! It'll take forever to get there!
Sarah: You are the intelligent Beatle, aren't you? Don't underestimate the power of Sid. She said she banned
together with her Dragonian former enemy as a favor to me so you could hide out there awhile.
Brian: What's the island like?
Siobhan: It's a creepy little morbid chunk of paradise floating on almost international waters. Lots of vegetables & fruit & fish to eat, trees to climb & hug, but you wouldn't want to upset Sid or any of the others on the island. They're the only ones who live there, & there's no laws so they could kill you, if they really wanted to.
Paul: Are Sid & her friends, uh, nice?
Sarah: They won't talk to you if they think you don't like them. If you treat them nicely they'll be nice back.This is just some sound advice from me though-don't cross any of 'em. They're all stuck together like poo on a shoe, you do a bad thing to one, you do a bad thing to all. Unity & shit.
John: What's that sound? & it's not the car & it's not me.
Brian: Humming. Someone's humming.
Paul: Who is it?
George: Not me.
Sarah: Oh, it's that one song I can figure out on my guitar but I hate it...um...
Siobhan: I know it, I like it, but I'm not-
Ringo(breaks into the song): And I love her...What?
Brian: Hold it, I thought we were going to the coast, driver.
Sarah: Yeah, that's what I said.
Paul(snickering): Yer going inland.
Sarah: Now I feel smart. Shows what I know about England after going there 4 times. Okay, u-turn.
George: Don't despair, now, luv! John's got a terrible sense of direction, too.
Sarah: Well that makes me feel a lot better! Not.
(John reaches back & smacks George over his head.)
John: Bad sense of direction me arse. You couldn't find yer prick if yer mum didn't tell you where it was.
George: What's that supposed to mean?
Paul: It means yer a twit! An idiot! An imbecile! Stupid! Dumbass! & all that lovely crap.
Siobhan: Why do I have 2 people's hands on my shoulders?
Paul & Ringo(simultaneously): Hands off, you! I got her first!
Siobhan: Sarah, pull over. There's a faster way to get them there, & one in which you guys can't be fighting over man-handling me, got it?!
Brian: Is she really that touchy?
George: Well Sarah's not, anyhow. Hee hee hee!
Sarah(rolling her eyes): We stopped, now what?
(Siobhan goes into a trance.)
John: Is she on pot? She looks stoned.
Sarah: She's in a trance, you stoner.
John: Right-o.
Siobhan(thought): Zoraa, the five most wanted people on that island are beginning to worry me. Get Evelyn's transporter pills & get here now!
Zoraa(also entranced): I can't go. I'll send the triplets. Bye!
Siobhan(snapping out of the trance): Shit. Well if those pills aren't all right...
(A short raggedy girl with blue & white hair & light amber eyes seems to step out of nowhere.)
Girl: No, they're fine. Stupid triplet dragons...
Sarah: Hello Sid. You look like shit.
(Everybody gets out of the car.)
Sid: Likewise. Remember Sarah-this is only in return for your favor to me. No other thing on the planet
would get me to get more people on the island.
Sarah: It's only temporary. You act like it's a bad thing. You might actually make some more friends.
Sid: <scoff> Right. Sure. Definitly.
Sarah: Well you don't got a lotta time so this is John, Paul, Brian, George, &...Where's shorty? & Siobhan?
John: Snoggin' behind the car. Nice to meet a fine young girl like you, Sid. You know, I'm in a ban-
Sid: Shut yer butt, mop-top. I have a boyfriend. Yer too old anyways.
John: All sorts of nasty Yanks strollin' around this part of England nowadays!
(The odd noises cease to issue from behind the car & Siobhan stumbles out drunkenly.)
Siobhan: I've never been kissed before, but wasn't that a bit much?