Scene: Italian Restaurant and Outside of the Italian Restaurant
Characters: Dubya (D), Osama (OBL), Saddam (SH), Hitler (H), Mussolini (M), The Waiter (W), Scruffy the Janitor (SJ), Saddam Hippie Squirrel (SHS), and Osama Hippie Squirrel (OHS)
*After leaving the glass room*
D: What are we going to do now? Now that we have left that glass room.
OBL: Wonder around until we find a restaurant that is Italian.
SH: DUH! Silly Dubya�
D: Don�t mock me! I have mystical presidential powers.
SH: Not any more. You�re not the president.
D: So! I could become the president again�and everyone would love me. Cause I am so love able. *Taunts them with his love-ability*
*The scene cuts from Osama Dubya and Saddam walking to Mussolini and Hitler in an Italian Restaurant.*
H: *Happy to see Mussolini* Hey, hey Mussolini!
M: *Burst into his song �Mussolini�s theme� then sits and is happy because he�s about to order* Hey Hitler *Sitting at the table*
H: What happened to your proper-ness, Mussolini?
M: Hmm *Thinks* I have no Idea, I could have lost it in the war.
H: Yes, I once lost my pants�
M: How tragic. How did you go on Hitler?
H: I had to make the best of it. Cause I was pants less. *Remembers the bad times. A waiter comes up*
W: Can I take your order Mussolini or will you have you�re your usual three plates of spaghetti, three cokes, three rolls, and three pieces of pie for desert? We are also having a special on some health foods. Like low-fat spaghetti!
M: Health food? I�m Mussolini. Why would I want health food?
W: I don�t know I just thought I would let you know.
M: Well something different this time. Ok some spaghetti and a diet coke. I got to cut down on my sugar intake.
H: Yeah don�t we all. *Chuckles. Now determined and serious* Anyhoo I came here to ask you something.
M: *Interested* What is it Hitler?
H: Remember when we were �youngins�.
M: *Sort of laughingly* Yes�good times *Reminisces*
H: Well you said you would help me if I ever lost my groove. Well, I lost my groove to Stalin! He won it in a rigged game of poker! Rigged by him!
M: *Looks disappointed* I knew we shouldn�t have pushed him off of the monkey bars. But any way I�ll see what I can do! I am very powerful and great you know!
H: Yeah you sure are�I remember that time you used your power and greatness to get us free movie passes.
M: Good times right there�
*Mean while Saddam, Osama, and Dubya walk around looking for an Italian restaurant*
OBL: Hey look an Italian restaurant, how convenient!
*All walk into the Italian Restaurant*
OBL: OH MY GOSH! Is that� *Girlish scream of glee* It is! It�s Hitler! He�s my hero you know! *Hops around like a little girl who�s about to meet the Backstreet boys*
H: Wow! I�m your hero how flattering. *Smiles awkwardly at Osama*
*Awkward silence*
D: Okay, Okay! Enough of that Osama!
M: *Eating his spaghetti* Mmm spaghetti, aw I could eat this all day. Mmm. Yum, yum, yum, yum, yum! Who ever thought of spaghetti was a genius! They should umm be given something really great, if they aren�t already dead�
H: Ahem Mussolini!
M: Oh sorry I�m done now. Lets get out of here! *Pays the bill*
*All walk out of Italian Restaurant. Osama and Saddam fall into a pit with giant spikes. They both shout out in pain and sputter till dead*
D: *In agony* NOOO! Why?! They were so young� Well not really but it�s all-good! And what is this pit doing here?
SJ: *Walks over* Oh sorry I was trying to catch that big monkey that escaped from the zoo. I was hoping he�d fall in there�maybe if I put some bananers around it� Yeah bananers. *Walks off thinking and mumbling to himself*
H: *In agony* NOOO! Osama I loved you with the heat and passion of 1,000 suns!
*All sings �Brownie Song� special edition in agony*
M: Well this is awkward now isn�t it�
H: Why are you so calm Mussolini, this is very traumatic!
M: Well maybe if you had introduced me to them I could be crying in agony right now!
H: Well I only knew my lover Osama! Stop accusing ME!
M: Of what!? Why would I be accusing you when I only said I didn�t know them?
H: I don�t know, I just don�t know. *Is sad. In anger* But you were accusing me of something!
M: WANT TO RUMBLE!? I�ll beat you like a pi�ata!
D: Fellas, fellas. Lets stop all this and forgive and forget can we do that?
Both Mumble: I guess so�sorry
*A Glowing light emerges from the pit were Osama and Saddam died. Some kind of heavenly music is playing as they both turn into hippie squirrels. They dance around like hippies for a little while. Osama leaves his big bag-o-brownies in the pit. Sings �Were Back�*
SHS: I am Saddam Hussein and this is Osama Bin Laden *Points to Osama*
H: Yeah, we knew that.
SHS: Oh�
H: Osama! *Gives Osama a big ole hug* I missed you so much and now your back, and I am so happy! Come give me some more lovin� *Opens his arms and puckers up*
OHS: I no longer love you Hitler. I don�t love any one now. I know it gets too much in the way!
SHS: Hmmm Osama what should we do?!
H: *Interrupts* Well you could hang out with the gang and me! Like you used to!
SHS: *Godly* Don�t interrupt me! You petty mortal!
H: *Frightened* Okay. But will you hang out with us?
OHS: *Cheerfully* Ok I guess we could. But we are going to need some alcohol and some vegetarian food because we are hippies it only makes sense!
OHS: Yeah that is a must for a DRUNKEN Hippie Squirrel.
D: Yes we understand! So Osama and Saddam how was death?
OHS: It was alright I saw my childhood pet Mr. Bluffberg , let�s go and get some good beer and spaghetti!
SHS: *Looks in the restaurant�s shinny and reflective window and sees his reflection and screams* Why didn�t you inform me!? I am a squirrel! *Cries* Now I am a freak, like that one guy who acts like a bird in the park. Whenever I am in the park he always steals the bread I throw to the actual birds. Now I am like him, well I�m actually bigger and fatter and freakier and I have FUR!
D: Wait, I though you knew about your squirrel-ness. What with the title Drunken Hippie Squirrel.
SHS: Well I didn�t! *Screams in horror* WHY!?
OSH: *Quiets him down* Shh shh shh. It�s okay we will find a way out of this. Remember at Joes Christmas party when we got locked in the big bear cage?
SHS: Yes, how is this like that in any way?
OSH: I will tell you. You know how we get out of these crazy adventures! Well this is just one of them. All we got to do it find a way to be humans again�it shant take long!
SHS: I believe you, I guess, I�ll have to put up with this crazy freak squirrel thing for now!
OSH: That�s the spirit, now lets go get some grub!
M: Yeah! Cause I�m hungry again!
OSH: Oh when aren�t you hungry?
*All laugh*
M: Well when I�m full I�m not hungry.
OBL: Oh well lets get all technical about it. *Mumbles* Darn Mussolini, showing me up.
*All enter the Italian restaurant and find a table to sit at and then talk about some stuff*
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