Post by Kurtpikachu2001 on Sept 27, 2021 17:07:23 GMT
A mad scientist wants to rid the town of Paradise of it's Police Force. By creating a mini jet plane that he plans to enter in the Paradise Airshow. Meanwhile, Fitz competes with Camaro Bob over a hangout spot.
Paradise PD
Fanfic Title
Airshow '77
by: Trenton Sands
Scene 1:
In an underground lab just below the Paradise Pentacoastal Church. There resides an evil mad scientist named Dr. Waterston. Thing is. Dr. Waterston wasn't always a bad person. He became evil after he held the Paradise PD responsible for the death of his old friend Blackie Chan. Dr. Waterston was an engineer before he became a mad scientist. Ever since Blackie Chan's death, he had it in for the Paradise PD. His speciality was making airplanes for airlines. This time, however he is making a jet airliner that he plans to enter in the upcoming Paradise Airshow.
Dr. Waterston: Yes! Yes! Yes! Give life to my creation!
Pulling down a few levers, and unveiling a curtain. There was a jet airliner. A medium sized one.
Dr. Waterston: This is exactly what I need to destroy the Paradise PD! How dare they get my friend Blackie Chan killed and not ever have done anything about it! This Saturday! I shall enter my jet airliner in the Paradise Airshow. Then I will use to it exact my revenge!
Electricity span around the jet airliner as Dr. Waterston looked at it proudly.
Dr. Waterston: This time after the weekend, the Paradise PD will cease to exist!
Going over to a viewscreen he used to spy on the Paradise PD. Dr. Waterston watches as Randall gives holds a meeting for his fellow police officers.
Dr. Waterston: Those sons of bitches! Look at the way they're just moving on with their lives. It's like Blackie Chan never existed to them!
Walks to the other side of his lab and looks at a picture of Blackie Chan.
Dr. Waterston: Oh, Blackie. If only you were still alive. Instead of joining the police force and getting yourself killed, you could've became an airplane engineer like me! But of course, who was I to tell you how you live your life. Still, we could've made a great team. Unfortunately, I had to make airplanes for Jet Blue and Southwest. Good thing I split that scene when I did!
Spying on the Paradise PD on his viewscreen. Dr. Waterston watches them very closely.
Dr .Waterston: Soon! Soon! SOOON!!!!!!
Scene 2:
At Paradise PD Headquarters. Randall was telling his police force about the impending Airshow that was scheduled to begin on the following Saturday.
Randall: PARADISE PD! Listen up! This Saturday we all know the Paradise Airshow will be underway.
Stanley: My very first Airshow was when I had a three way with the Wright Brothers.
Randall: Save your sex stories until the end of my speech! Anyway as I was saying. We're all going to to the Airshow.
Kevin: Yes! Oh boy!
Gina: Too cool!
Dusty: Count me in!
Bullet: Not you, Dusty!
Dusty: But.....but why? Airplanes are one of my most favorite things in the world. Before I wanted to become a cop, I actually wanted to be a pilot.
Randall: Oh no you don't, Dusty! You've been banned two years ago!
Dusty: I don't even remember what I did!
Randall: That's because after that stunt you pulled at the Airshow two years ago landed you in the mental hospital. You were doped up for days!
Bullet (cracks up): Man, that was a laugh riot, I'll never forget that!
A flashback ensues from the Airshow Two Years Before. Just as an airplane was going to fly, Dusty glides down the runway in a tricycle and a model airplane in his hand.
Dusty (imitates airplane): VVVVVRRROOOOMMMM!! VVVVVRRRROOOOOMMM!! VVVVRRRRROOOOMMMMM!!
Soon after, Dusty found himself being chased by tanks that stopped him in his tracks. Then some Military Police came out of the tanks.
Dusty: Holy shit! Who are you guys?!
Officer: Military Police!
Dusty: What seems to be the problem, officers?
Officer: You know what you did. You were joyriding on the runway with that toy airplane and that kiddie bike!
Dusty: I was just having fun...
Officer: No excuses! You're going to the loony bin!
Dusty (taken away by the Military Police): NNNNNNOOOOOO!!!!!
The flashback ended.
Bullet: Too bad I didn't have my iphone. That could've been great for Tiktok!
Randall: As I was saying. My wife Karen decided that ever since that stunt Dusty pulled. The Airshow needs some chaperones.
Gina: I'll be happy to do it.
Randall: That's exactly what I was trying to say here. Karen has chosen us the Paradise PD to chaperone the Airshow this weekend.
Kevin: Too bad we're not going there for fun.
Randall: God dammit Kevin! Crime never takes a holiday. You're a policeman now. You ought to know that!
Dusty was feeling sad knowing he will not be able to attend the Airshow.
Stanley: Chaperones hey! I remember when I was security guard for Sydney Greenstreet. Man, I loved seeing him and Peter Lorre fuck!
Randall: Everyone can come to the Airshow expect Dusty!
Dusty (sobs): What am I supposed to do during the Airshow?
Randall: I don't know. You have Netflix. Why not binge watch some airplane movies. Iron Eagle is a good one.
Dusty: Well, all right.
Bullet: You love binge watching. You binge watched Wall Eyed Wally, remember?
Dusty: Yeah, you're right.
Kevin was holding a sign with Dusty's picture on it that says, "SHOOT TO KILL"!
Randall: Good thinking Kevin! That'll keep Dusty from making an ass of himself at the Airshow! Now go home! Dismissed!
Kevin: Come on, Dad. Give Dusty a chance.
Randall: Never! Now you are going to use that picture of him whether you want to or not.
Kevin: Maybe Dusty won't use that kind of behavior this time around. People can change.
Randall: Man children like Dusty never change. Besides, who's in charge here? You or me?
Kevin: Uhhh, you are Dad!
Randall: That's right son. Everybody go home.
Kevin: Sheesh Dad. Really wish you'd stop acting like James Finlayson from Bonnie Scotland....
Randall ignored Kevin's remark. He took the sign with Dusty's picture on it.
Gina: That Airshow is going to be awesome! (sighs) Won't be the same without Dusty....(walks over to Dusty) What exactly do you do during the Airshow since you've been banned?
Dusty: Usually go over to Goopy Goobers or something like that. Never knew why I was banned until they told me.
Gina: You know, I can try to find a way to get you....
Randall: God dammit Gina! Don't encourage him!
Gina: Okay! (rolls eyes)
As Kevin, Randall, Bullet, Gina, and Stanley departed. Dusty was alone. Then he begins to get an idea in his mind.
Dusty: Yes! I'm going to that Airshow! (screen closes in on Dusty) I AM GOING! ONE WAY OR ANOTHER! I...AM.....GOING! AND I WILL FLY ONE OF THOSE FUCKING PLANES! NOTHING WILL STAND BETWEEN ME AND MY AIRPLANES! I'm going to find a way there. Even if I have to kill someone! No matter what, nothing WILL STOP ME FROM GOING TO THAT AIRSHOW!
The scene changes back to laboratory.
Dr. Waterston (watches Dusty on viewscreen): Better enjoy it while you can. While you're still living! (evil laughter)
Scene 3:
Gerald Fitzgerald and his Legion of DOOOOOM were all wearing swim trunks. Walking in the woods with towels. Fitz, Brett DeMarco, Frank Flipperfist, Russian Mobster, Puffy The Cigarette and Fitz's adopted daughter Zeta were all following their Kingpin leader.
Brett DeMarco: Where the fuck are we going anyway?
Fitz: I found a spot where we can hang out.
Frank Flipperfist: To plan and scheme to sell our meth?
Fitz: Nope. More like a cool hangout spot.
Russian Mobster: I notice there's one....two....TWO of us missing! HA! HA! HA!
Fitz: That's right.
Zeta: Marcos Narcos and Pedro Pooptooth aren't around. Wonder why?
Fitz: They declined to come with us because they can't swim.
Frank Flipperfist: Swim? What do you mean by that?
Fitz: I mean this! Check this place out! (points)
Where Fitz was leading them to was a cliff. At the bottom of the cliff there was a body of water that was in the form of a deep lake. On top of the cliff a tree was there was a rope hanging from a branch.
Brett DeMarco: This is our hang out spot?
Zeta: Wow! So awesome! Always wanted to try this!
Fitz: Gentlemen and lady. Welcome to Cliff Lake!
Puffy the Cigarette: This looks like fun!
Frank Flipperfist: I heard teenagers used to hang out here.
Fitz: Not anymore.
Zeta: Why is that, Daddy Fitz?
Fitz: All the teens who used to hang here got addicted to our houndstooth and argyle meth! Now this places belongs to us! The Legion of DOOOOOM!
Zeta: Yeah, those popular in crowd kids at my old school. I wanted to come here back then. But my family never let me.
Brett DeMarco: We're your new family now and we say you can come here!
Fitz: Guess you can say those teens who used to come here are now 'Less Than Zero'!
Puffy the Cigarette: Good one, Fitz!
Zeta: Yes! I'm a great swimmer!
Fitz: I brought you all here so we can have some fun! Who wants to go first?
Russian Mobster: I'll try!
Fitz: Go ahead!
Russian Mobster (grabs the rope and takes some steps back): Here I go. (jumps and swings on the rope): One...two...three.....four......five.....!
Fitz, Brett, Puffy, Frank, and Zeta all watch as Russian Mobster landed in the water. Then swims back up to the surface.
Russian Mobster: Come on in! The water's fine!
Fitz: Now me! (grabs the rope and takes some steps back): FUCK YOU ASS UP!!!!! (jumps and swings on the rope)!
Brett, Frank, Zeta, Puffy, and Russian Mobster all clap for Fitz as he landed in the water then swam back up to the surface.
Zeta: That was awesome, Daddy Fitz!
Brett DeMarco: My turn now!
Zeta: Do it! Uncle Brett! GO GO GO!!!
Brett DeMarco: (grabs the ropes and takes some steps back) SEMPER FI! (jumps and swings on the rope.)
Landing in the water and swimming back to surface, Zeta swings herself into the lake. Then Frank Flipperfist. Frank and Zeta both swim to the surface.
Fitz: Awesome! Both of you!
Brett DeMarco: Hey, Puffy! You want to try?
Puffy The Cigarette: Yeah okay.
Brett DeMarco leads Puffy to the top of the cliff where the tree is with the rope.
Puffy The Cigarette: If you guys could do this, so can I.
Brett DeMarco: You ever take that costume off?
Puffy The Cigarette: I do sometimes.
Brett DeMarco: If you want to swim, you'll have to take it off.
Puffy The Cigarette: I have to wear it.
Fitz: For as long as you worked for us, Puffy. Why do you wear that costume?
Puffy The Cigarette: I'm an albino. I can't take sunlight.
Fitz: That's it. Thanks for telling us. Brett be careful with him. This isn't such a good idea!
Brett DeMarco: Fuck Fitz! Stop worrying about everything! We can totally do this.
Fitz: Well, it's just that.....
Puffy The Cigarette: I wanna try! I'm going to be the first man to dive in a cigarette costume!
Brett DeMarco: So, relax, Fitz! Stop treating him like he's made of glass!
Russian Mobster: Is he sure? It's like 50, 60 70 degrees in the water! HA HA HA!
Brett DeMarco: I was in the army for five years. Think I know how to do things responsibly! (gives Puffy the rope) Here you go!
Puffy the Cigarette grabs the rope, runs backwards then swings on the rope and falls into the lake. However, Puffy does not come up.
Frank Flipperfist: Puffy's not getting up! Someone do something!
Fitz: Outta my way!
Jumping into the water, Fitz swims like hell won't have it. Puffy The Cigarette was drowning. Fitz swam to him in a fast paced motion. Grabbing Puffy, Fitz swims him to shore and safety.
Zeta: Poor Puffy! Is he okay?
Puffy The Cigarette: I'm fine. I'm okay. Thanks for having my ass out there!
Frank, Zeta, Brett, and Russian Mobster ran down to the cliff where Fitz rescued Puffy.
Fitz: Damn! You could've been killed. Can you breathe?
Puffy The Cigarette: Despite me being in this costume. I can.
Fitz (zones in on Brett): What the hell do you think you were doing! Telling Puffy he could do that!
Brett DeMarco: I didn't know.....
Fitz: He could've died and it would've been all your fault.....Everyone isn't just some toy for you to play with!
Frank Flipperfist: Listen man, he didn't know.
Fitz: SHUT UP AND STAY OUT OF THIS!
Out of the blue, Camaro Bob's voice yelled out.
Camaro Bob: The only things that should stay out of this is you, Fitz!
Fitz: Who said that! (looks around)
Camaro Bob: I did! Camaro Bob! (walks up to Fitz) Gotta ask. What the FUCK do you think you're doing in my summer hangout spot!
Fitz: It's our summer hangout spot now! So FUCK OFF!
Camaro Bob: I was using this place before you, baby. This is where I come to have my all American Orgies!
A bunch of bikini clad women came and gathering around Camaro Bob.
Frank Flipperfist: You're not getting this back. I suggest you turn tail and leave!
Russian Mobster: Yes, indeed. You need to take one, two, three, four, five, six, seven! SEVEN Steps away from here! HA! HA! HA!
Brett DeMarco: You heard what they said. This is our turf. I don't care if you're the richest man in Paradise. If you go I'll fill you full of pharmaceuticals!
Zeta: Eeeewww! You're so gross Camaro Bob! You remind me of Glenn Quagmire!
Camaro Bob: Hey little girl. Sounds to me like you're still in the cooties phase! Maybe when you grow up you can come work for me, baby!
Fitz: Don't you talk to my adopted daughter that way!
Camaro Bob: Seems to me like you're itching for a bitching fight!
Fitz: You're on!
Camaro Bob: Come to the back alleys near my Auto Mall on Saturday. Where I shall take you down with my Kenpo Karate!
Fitz: Deal! The winner gets the Cliff Lake!
Camaro Bob: It's on! See you there!
Brett DeMarco: You really going to take him on?
Fitz: Anyone who gets in my way shall feel my wrath!
Frank Flipperfist: You don't know Kenpo Karate!
Fitz: Doesn't matter.....
Puffy The Cigarette: I don't like this at all.
Zeta: Don't worry. Daddy Fitz! I know you'll win!
Russian Mobster: We ought to forget about Camaro Bob and focus on taking out the Paradise PD.
Fitz: Forget the Paradise PD. Right now....as that Teddy Bear from the Seth MacFarlane movies once said, "We Have A New Enemy!" (evilly laughs)
Scene 4:
Paradise PD
Fanfic Title
Airshow '77
by: Trenton Sands
Scene 1:
In an underground lab just below the Paradise Pentacoastal Church. There resides an evil mad scientist named Dr. Waterston. Thing is. Dr. Waterston wasn't always a bad person. He became evil after he held the Paradise PD responsible for the death of his old friend Blackie Chan. Dr. Waterston was an engineer before he became a mad scientist. Ever since Blackie Chan's death, he had it in for the Paradise PD. His speciality was making airplanes for airlines. This time, however he is making a jet airliner that he plans to enter in the upcoming Paradise Airshow.
Dr. Waterston: Yes! Yes! Yes! Give life to my creation!
Pulling down a few levers, and unveiling a curtain. There was a jet airliner. A medium sized one.
Dr. Waterston: This is exactly what I need to destroy the Paradise PD! How dare they get my friend Blackie Chan killed and not ever have done anything about it! This Saturday! I shall enter my jet airliner in the Paradise Airshow. Then I will use to it exact my revenge!
Electricity span around the jet airliner as Dr. Waterston looked at it proudly.
Dr. Waterston: This time after the weekend, the Paradise PD will cease to exist!
Going over to a viewscreen he used to spy on the Paradise PD. Dr. Waterston watches as Randall gives holds a meeting for his fellow police officers.
Dr. Waterston: Those sons of bitches! Look at the way they're just moving on with their lives. It's like Blackie Chan never existed to them!
Walks to the other side of his lab and looks at a picture of Blackie Chan.
Dr. Waterston: Oh, Blackie. If only you were still alive. Instead of joining the police force and getting yourself killed, you could've became an airplane engineer like me! But of course, who was I to tell you how you live your life. Still, we could've made a great team. Unfortunately, I had to make airplanes for Jet Blue and Southwest. Good thing I split that scene when I did!
Spying on the Paradise PD on his viewscreen. Dr. Waterston watches them very closely.
Dr .Waterston: Soon! Soon! SOOON!!!!!!
Scene 2:
At Paradise PD Headquarters. Randall was telling his police force about the impending Airshow that was scheduled to begin on the following Saturday.
Randall: PARADISE PD! Listen up! This Saturday we all know the Paradise Airshow will be underway.
Stanley: My very first Airshow was when I had a three way with the Wright Brothers.
Randall: Save your sex stories until the end of my speech! Anyway as I was saying. We're all going to to the Airshow.
Kevin: Yes! Oh boy!
Gina: Too cool!
Dusty: Count me in!
Bullet: Not you, Dusty!
Dusty: But.....but why? Airplanes are one of my most favorite things in the world. Before I wanted to become a cop, I actually wanted to be a pilot.
Randall: Oh no you don't, Dusty! You've been banned two years ago!
Dusty: I don't even remember what I did!
Randall: That's because after that stunt you pulled at the Airshow two years ago landed you in the mental hospital. You were doped up for days!
Bullet (cracks up): Man, that was a laugh riot, I'll never forget that!
A flashback ensues from the Airshow Two Years Before. Just as an airplane was going to fly, Dusty glides down the runway in a tricycle and a model airplane in his hand.
Dusty (imitates airplane): VVVVVRRROOOOMMMM!! VVVVVRRRROOOOOMMM!! VVVVRRRRROOOOMMMMM!!
Soon after, Dusty found himself being chased by tanks that stopped him in his tracks. Then some Military Police came out of the tanks.
Dusty: Holy shit! Who are you guys?!
Officer: Military Police!
Dusty: What seems to be the problem, officers?
Officer: You know what you did. You were joyriding on the runway with that toy airplane and that kiddie bike!
Dusty: I was just having fun...
Officer: No excuses! You're going to the loony bin!
Dusty (taken away by the Military Police): NNNNNNOOOOOO!!!!!
The flashback ended.
Bullet: Too bad I didn't have my iphone. That could've been great for Tiktok!
Randall: As I was saying. My wife Karen decided that ever since that stunt Dusty pulled. The Airshow needs some chaperones.
Gina: I'll be happy to do it.
Randall: That's exactly what I was trying to say here. Karen has chosen us the Paradise PD to chaperone the Airshow this weekend.
Kevin: Too bad we're not going there for fun.
Randall: God dammit Kevin! Crime never takes a holiday. You're a policeman now. You ought to know that!
Dusty was feeling sad knowing he will not be able to attend the Airshow.
Stanley: Chaperones hey! I remember when I was security guard for Sydney Greenstreet. Man, I loved seeing him and Peter Lorre fuck!
Randall: Everyone can come to the Airshow expect Dusty!
Dusty (sobs): What am I supposed to do during the Airshow?
Randall: I don't know. You have Netflix. Why not binge watch some airplane movies. Iron Eagle is a good one.
Dusty: Well, all right.
Bullet: You love binge watching. You binge watched Wall Eyed Wally, remember?
Dusty: Yeah, you're right.
Kevin was holding a sign with Dusty's picture on it that says, "SHOOT TO KILL"!
Randall: Good thinking Kevin! That'll keep Dusty from making an ass of himself at the Airshow! Now go home! Dismissed!
Kevin: Come on, Dad. Give Dusty a chance.
Randall: Never! Now you are going to use that picture of him whether you want to or not.
Kevin: Maybe Dusty won't use that kind of behavior this time around. People can change.
Randall: Man children like Dusty never change. Besides, who's in charge here? You or me?
Kevin: Uhhh, you are Dad!
Randall: That's right son. Everybody go home.
Kevin: Sheesh Dad. Really wish you'd stop acting like James Finlayson from Bonnie Scotland....
Randall ignored Kevin's remark. He took the sign with Dusty's picture on it.
Gina: That Airshow is going to be awesome! (sighs) Won't be the same without Dusty....(walks over to Dusty) What exactly do you do during the Airshow since you've been banned?
Dusty: Usually go over to Goopy Goobers or something like that. Never knew why I was banned until they told me.
Gina: You know, I can try to find a way to get you....
Randall: God dammit Gina! Don't encourage him!
Gina: Okay! (rolls eyes)
As Kevin, Randall, Bullet, Gina, and Stanley departed. Dusty was alone. Then he begins to get an idea in his mind.
Dusty: Yes! I'm going to that Airshow! (screen closes in on Dusty) I AM GOING! ONE WAY OR ANOTHER! I...AM.....GOING! AND I WILL FLY ONE OF THOSE FUCKING PLANES! NOTHING WILL STAND BETWEEN ME AND MY AIRPLANES! I'm going to find a way there. Even if I have to kill someone! No matter what, nothing WILL STOP ME FROM GOING TO THAT AIRSHOW!
The scene changes back to laboratory.
Dr. Waterston (watches Dusty on viewscreen): Better enjoy it while you can. While you're still living! (evil laughter)
Scene 3:
Gerald Fitzgerald and his Legion of DOOOOOM were all wearing swim trunks. Walking in the woods with towels. Fitz, Brett DeMarco, Frank Flipperfist, Russian Mobster, Puffy The Cigarette and Fitz's adopted daughter Zeta were all following their Kingpin leader.
Brett DeMarco: Where the fuck are we going anyway?
Fitz: I found a spot where we can hang out.
Frank Flipperfist: To plan and scheme to sell our meth?
Fitz: Nope. More like a cool hangout spot.
Russian Mobster: I notice there's one....two....TWO of us missing! HA! HA! HA!
Fitz: That's right.
Zeta: Marcos Narcos and Pedro Pooptooth aren't around. Wonder why?
Fitz: They declined to come with us because they can't swim.
Frank Flipperfist: Swim? What do you mean by that?
Fitz: I mean this! Check this place out! (points)
Where Fitz was leading them to was a cliff. At the bottom of the cliff there was a body of water that was in the form of a deep lake. On top of the cliff a tree was there was a rope hanging from a branch.
Brett DeMarco: This is our hang out spot?
Zeta: Wow! So awesome! Always wanted to try this!
Fitz: Gentlemen and lady. Welcome to Cliff Lake!
Puffy the Cigarette: This looks like fun!
Frank Flipperfist: I heard teenagers used to hang out here.
Fitz: Not anymore.
Zeta: Why is that, Daddy Fitz?
Fitz: All the teens who used to hang here got addicted to our houndstooth and argyle meth! Now this places belongs to us! The Legion of DOOOOOM!
Zeta: Yeah, those popular in crowd kids at my old school. I wanted to come here back then. But my family never let me.
Brett DeMarco: We're your new family now and we say you can come here!
Fitz: Guess you can say those teens who used to come here are now 'Less Than Zero'!
Puffy the Cigarette: Good one, Fitz!
Zeta: Yes! I'm a great swimmer!
Fitz: I brought you all here so we can have some fun! Who wants to go first?
Russian Mobster: I'll try!
Fitz: Go ahead!
Russian Mobster (grabs the rope and takes some steps back): Here I go. (jumps and swings on the rope): One...two...three.....four......five.....!
Fitz, Brett, Puffy, Frank, and Zeta all watch as Russian Mobster landed in the water. Then swims back up to the surface.
Russian Mobster: Come on in! The water's fine!
Fitz: Now me! (grabs the rope and takes some steps back): FUCK YOU ASS UP!!!!! (jumps and swings on the rope)!
Brett, Frank, Zeta, Puffy, and Russian Mobster all clap for Fitz as he landed in the water then swam back up to the surface.
Zeta: That was awesome, Daddy Fitz!
Brett DeMarco: My turn now!
Zeta: Do it! Uncle Brett! GO GO GO!!!
Brett DeMarco: (grabs the ropes and takes some steps back) SEMPER FI! (jumps and swings on the rope.)
Landing in the water and swimming back to surface, Zeta swings herself into the lake. Then Frank Flipperfist. Frank and Zeta both swim to the surface.
Fitz: Awesome! Both of you!
Brett DeMarco: Hey, Puffy! You want to try?
Puffy The Cigarette: Yeah okay.
Brett DeMarco leads Puffy to the top of the cliff where the tree is with the rope.
Puffy The Cigarette: If you guys could do this, so can I.
Brett DeMarco: You ever take that costume off?
Puffy The Cigarette: I do sometimes.
Brett DeMarco: If you want to swim, you'll have to take it off.
Puffy The Cigarette: I have to wear it.
Fitz: For as long as you worked for us, Puffy. Why do you wear that costume?
Puffy The Cigarette: I'm an albino. I can't take sunlight.
Fitz: That's it. Thanks for telling us. Brett be careful with him. This isn't such a good idea!
Brett DeMarco: Fuck Fitz! Stop worrying about everything! We can totally do this.
Fitz: Well, it's just that.....
Puffy The Cigarette: I wanna try! I'm going to be the first man to dive in a cigarette costume!
Brett DeMarco: So, relax, Fitz! Stop treating him like he's made of glass!
Russian Mobster: Is he sure? It's like 50, 60 70 degrees in the water! HA HA HA!
Brett DeMarco: I was in the army for five years. Think I know how to do things responsibly! (gives Puffy the rope) Here you go!
Puffy the Cigarette grabs the rope, runs backwards then swings on the rope and falls into the lake. However, Puffy does not come up.
Frank Flipperfist: Puffy's not getting up! Someone do something!
Fitz: Outta my way!
Jumping into the water, Fitz swims like hell won't have it. Puffy The Cigarette was drowning. Fitz swam to him in a fast paced motion. Grabbing Puffy, Fitz swims him to shore and safety.
Zeta: Poor Puffy! Is he okay?
Puffy The Cigarette: I'm fine. I'm okay. Thanks for having my ass out there!
Frank, Zeta, Brett, and Russian Mobster ran down to the cliff where Fitz rescued Puffy.
Fitz: Damn! You could've been killed. Can you breathe?
Puffy The Cigarette: Despite me being in this costume. I can.
Fitz (zones in on Brett): What the hell do you think you were doing! Telling Puffy he could do that!
Brett DeMarco: I didn't know.....
Fitz: He could've died and it would've been all your fault.....Everyone isn't just some toy for you to play with!
Frank Flipperfist: Listen man, he didn't know.
Fitz: SHUT UP AND STAY OUT OF THIS!
Out of the blue, Camaro Bob's voice yelled out.
Camaro Bob: The only things that should stay out of this is you, Fitz!
Fitz: Who said that! (looks around)
Camaro Bob: I did! Camaro Bob! (walks up to Fitz) Gotta ask. What the FUCK do you think you're doing in my summer hangout spot!
Fitz: It's our summer hangout spot now! So FUCK OFF!
Camaro Bob: I was using this place before you, baby. This is where I come to have my all American Orgies!
A bunch of bikini clad women came and gathering around Camaro Bob.
Frank Flipperfist: You're not getting this back. I suggest you turn tail and leave!
Russian Mobster: Yes, indeed. You need to take one, two, three, four, five, six, seven! SEVEN Steps away from here! HA! HA! HA!
Brett DeMarco: You heard what they said. This is our turf. I don't care if you're the richest man in Paradise. If you go I'll fill you full of pharmaceuticals!
Zeta: Eeeewww! You're so gross Camaro Bob! You remind me of Glenn Quagmire!
Camaro Bob: Hey little girl. Sounds to me like you're still in the cooties phase! Maybe when you grow up you can come work for me, baby!
Fitz: Don't you talk to my adopted daughter that way!
Camaro Bob: Seems to me like you're itching for a bitching fight!
Fitz: You're on!
Camaro Bob: Come to the back alleys near my Auto Mall on Saturday. Where I shall take you down with my Kenpo Karate!
Fitz: Deal! The winner gets the Cliff Lake!
Camaro Bob: It's on! See you there!
Brett DeMarco: You really going to take him on?
Fitz: Anyone who gets in my way shall feel my wrath!
Frank Flipperfist: You don't know Kenpo Karate!
Fitz: Doesn't matter.....
Puffy The Cigarette: I don't like this at all.
Zeta: Don't worry. Daddy Fitz! I know you'll win!
Russian Mobster: We ought to forget about Camaro Bob and focus on taking out the Paradise PD.
Fitz: Forget the Paradise PD. Right now....as that Teddy Bear from the Seth MacFarlane movies once said, "We Have A New Enemy!" (evilly laughs)
Scene 4: