George: Okay�
(George lets himself get dragged upstage by N*Sync, then lets himself get his ass kicked by them.)
Siobhan: Sarah, that was too much-look, he�s crushed! Go & make him feel better & kick N*Sync�s ass!
Sarah: Fine!
Ringo: Look, a defender!
John: Help her up!
Paul: Here y�go!
Sarah: Thanks! DIE N*SUCK!
Paul: Wait a minute, I know her! Siobhan, getcher ass up �ere! NOW!!!!!
Siobhan: I�m up here smartboy.
(Siobhan has climbed up the ladder to the bridge hanging over the stage.)
John: Anyone taking photos? I love myself enough to want those!
Brian: I wanna copy too!
Lance: Make that triple prints!
Lauren: Gimme-I mean, uh, Justine, two copies too!
(Lauren and Justine blush.)
John: If you girls like me that much, take my clothes.
Justine: Yaay! Fart nugget!
Lauren: Ah-heh�
(Sarah starts kicking Justin in the legs.)
Justin: Word!
Sarah: Rrr!
Justin: Word!
Sarah: Rrr-AAH! HELP!
(J.C. & Lance manage to pick Sarah up & throw her backwards, but George catches her.)
Sarah: Thank you, George! Maybe you are-
George: Wait, I just realized that I don�t like you!
(George drops Sarah on her ass, then starts beating up N*Sync again.)
Sarah: Ow-DAMMIT! Fuck this! SIOBHAN�
Siobhan: My foot�s stuck! HELP!
(Ringo attempts climbing the ladder simultaneously with Paul.)
Paul: Dammit Ringo! Siobhan�s mine!
Ringo: You bastard!
(Ringo punches Paul, then starts to climb up the ladder as Paul holds his now bleeding nose, but Ringo is grabbed by Joey & yanked off.)
Paul: Sionara, sucker!
Siobhan: No, get Ringo!
(Back on ground, George picks up & revs his chainsaw, then gets it kicked out of his hand by J.C.)
George: You idiot! <eats jellybeans> D�ya know how much that thing co-<OOF!>
(George is punched in the stomach by J.C. & jellybeans fly out of George�s mouth.)
John: RRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!
(Pounces on Chris & J.C. from behind.)
Chris: AAAAHH!! Naked guy!
Lance: Where? <oof!>
(Lance is kicked in the ass by Sarah. On the bridge, Siobhan is grappling with Paul.)
Siobhan: No, Paul! RINGO!
(Siobhan�s feet slip off the ladder. On the ground & directly below Siobhan, Ringo is being advanced upon by Joey & Justin.)
Siobhan: Gaa! Help me, Ringo!
(Siobhan loses her grip on the ladder. Paul reaches for her but is not quick enough & she falls.)
Ringo(thought): Have to�get on ladder!�Must�save�girl!�
Siobhan: AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
(Ringo looks up as he hears the scream & watches Siobhan fall onto the heads of Justin & Joey.)
Justin: Word? <cough cough> <spits out a tooth>
Siobhan: Ringo!
Ringo: Siobhan!
George: Not again�
Brian: John, will you-
Sarah: Get a room!
John: NO!
(After Ringo & Siobhan finish kissing, Ringo has an idea.)
Ringo: Oi! girls & guys excepting N*Suck get off the stage! I�ve got a plan�
(The above mentioned does as he said. Ringo grabs a water bottle & runs offstage.)
J.C: I guess those cowards gave up!
Announcer: It looks like the Beatles & their girlfriends have surrendered! Party on, N*Sync!
Justin: Word!
(Ringo pours water on the electric devices & N*Sync, electrocuting & killing N*Sync, but also short-circuiting the amplifiers & instruments. A cheer rises from the audience.)
Paul: John, get the acoustics!
John: You can�t tell me what to do, dammit!
(John goes to get the instruments anyway, meanwhile the audience goes nuts.)
Audience: BEATLES! BEATLES! BEATLES! BEATLES!
John: The censor strips fell off, so I�ll just wear me guitar.
Sarah: I feel d�j� vu mixed with embarrassment & coyness. Something to do with a rock, hmm�
Ringo: If you girls don�t get off the stage the bouncers will kick you off.
Bouncers: There they are! Are they with you, Paul?
Paul: Why yes they ar-
Siobhan: We�re getting offstage NOW.
John: & clean up those corpses! We�ll have none of that here. No rotting at a Beatles concert.
Paul: Come backstage later, love!
(Sarah & Siobhan flip him off as they descend into the crowd. The bouncers quickly haul off N*Sync�s dead bodies & load them into their cars with intent to sell them on E-Bay.)
Darrell: You kicked their ass!
Sarah: No thanks to you.
(The crowd begins to work themselves into a screaming frenzy as they see the Beatles run onstage & take their respective places.)
John: SHUT THE BLOODY FUCK UUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUP!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
(The audience immediately silences themselves.)
John: That�s better. Unfortunately, we�re playing unplugged, as you may know.