meowth001
Gethsemane's
RESERVOIR DOGAS

Genre: Drama/Action
Rating: R for violence and language

DISCLAIMER & NOTES
I do not own Pokemon or any of the characters associated therein. I do not own Reservoir Dogs, it is Quentin Tarantino's. Dogas is the Japanese name for Koffing.

CAST
MR. DEWGONG- JAMES
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF- MONDO
MS. SQUIRTLE- CASSIDY
MR. PERSIAN- BUTCH
MS. CHARMANDER- JESSIE
MR. DIGLETT- QUENTIN TARANTINO
NICE GUY MEOWTH- MEOWTH
GIOVANNI- GIOVANNI

PART ONE




UNCLE BROCK'S PANCAKE HOUSE - MORNING

Eight people dressed in black trench coats, sit around a table at a
breakfast cafe. They are MR. DEWGONG, MR. JIGGLEYPUFF, MS. SQUIRTLE,
MR. PERSIAN, MS. CHARMANDER, MR. DIGLETT, NICE GUY MEOWTH,
and the big boss, GIOVANNI. Most are finished eating and
are enjoying coffee and conversation. Giovanni looks at a piece of paper. Mr. Jiggleypuff is telling a long and
involved story about the pokemon Jiggleypuff.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Jiggleypuff's Slumber song is all about
its inner conflicts. It likes to sing, but its powers
just get in the way.

MS. SQUIRTLE
No it's not. It does it on purpose, so it can use that
marker and humiliate everyone.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
--Whoa...whoa...time out.
Tell that bullshit to the
tourists.

GIOVANNI
(looking through a hit list)
Tracey...hmmm, who is Tracey?
Tracey...Tracey...think...think...
think...

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
It does not do it on purpose.
It wants people to hear it sing.
It gets upset when it is done and
everyone is sleeping, that is why
it draws on everyone. It doesn't realize that
it's song has that effect on us.

MS. CHARMANDER
How does it draw on people?

NICE GUY MEOWTH
You don't know dat?
It has a big ass Marks-A-Lot in
it's microphone. Sheesh. I'm no trainer,
just a regular street meowth. Even I know
dat it draws on people when dey go ta
sleep.

MS. CHARMANDER
Look, furball, I didn't say I
didn't know it drew on people. All I asked
was how it draws on them? Excuse me
for not being the world's biggest
Jiggleypuff fan.

MR. DIGLETT
I hate Jiggleypuff.

MS. SQUIRTLE
I liked it at first, pretty good power, ya know,
but once it got into it's "JiggleypuffDaddy" phase, I don't
know, I lost interest.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Hey, fuck all that, I'm
making a point here. You're gonna
make me lose my train
of thought.

GIOVANNI
Oh yes, Tracey was that young sketcher.

MR. DEWGONG
What's that?

GIOVANNI
I found this old hit list in a
jacket I have not worn in a mew's
age. Tracey had a... what? What
was his pokemon?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Where was I?

MS. CHARMANDER
You said Jiggleypuff's Slumber song
was about inner conflicts.

GIOVANNI
Pikachu? Tracey had a pikachu? No, that was
that other child.

The Jiggleypuff conversation slowly burns out. All the while,
Giovanni is trying to figure out which pokemon the kid on his list had.
The waitress comes over to the table.
She has the check, and a pot of coffee.
WAITRESS
Can I get anybody more
coffee?

GIOVANNI
No, we're going be leaving i.
I'll take care of the check.

She hands the bill to him.
WAITRESS
Here ya go. Please pay at the
register, if you wouldn't mind.

GIOVANNI
Of course.

WAITRESS
You guys have a wonderful day.

They all mutter equivalents. She exits and Giovanni stands up.
GIOVANNI
I'll take care of this, you guys
leave the tip.

NICE GUY MEOWTH
Okay, everybody cough up a tip for
da little lady.

Everybody whips out a buck, and throws it on the table.
Everybody, that is, except Mr. Jiggleypuff.
NICE GUY MEOWTH
C'mon, throw in a buck.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Uh-uh. I don't tip.

NICE GUY MEOWTH
Whaddaya mean you don't tip?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
I don't believe in it.

NICE GUY MEOWTH
You don't believe in tipping?


Another large discussion about tipping takes place. Mr.
Jiggleypuff is adamant about not tipping until Giovanni
returns and makes him grudgingly throw in a buck.
The eight people get up to leave. They exit Uncle Brocks's Pancake House,
talking amongst themselves.
FADE TO BLACK:

Over the black we hear the sound of SOMEBODY screaming in
agony.

Under the screaming, we hear the sound of a car hauling
ass, through traffic.

Over the screams and the traffic noise, we hear SOMEBODY
ELSE say:

SOMEBODY ELSE
Just hold on girl.
Somebody stops screaming long enough to say:
SOMEBODY
I'm sorry. I can't believe
she killed me. Who would've
thought that?
CUT TO:
GETAWAY CAR (MOVING) - DAY
The Somebody screaming is Ms. Charmander. She is laying in the
back seat. She's been wounded in the stomach. Blood covers
both her and the back seat.

Mr. Dewgong is the Somebody Else. He's behind the wheel of
the getaway car. He's easily doing 80 mph, dodging in and
out of traffic. Though he's driving for his life, he
keeps talking to his wounded passenger in the back seat.

They are the only two in the car.

MR. DEWGONG
Hey, just cancel that right
now! You're hurt. You're hurt
really fucking bad, but you're not
dying.

MS. CHARMANDER
(crying)
All this blood is scaring the shit
out of me. I'm gonna die, I know it.

MR. DEWGONG
Oh excuse me, I didn't realize you
had a degree in medicine. Are you
a Nurse Joy? Are you a Dr. Proctor?
Answer me please, are you a Joy?

MS. CHARMANDER
No, I'm not!

MR. DEWGONG
Ahhhh, so you admit you don't know
what you're talking about. So if
you're through giving me your
amateur opinion, lie back and
listen to the news. I'm taking
you back to the rendezvous, Giovanni's
going get you a doctor, the
doctor's going fix you up, and
you're going be okay. Now say it:
you're going be okay. Say it:
you're going be okay!

Ms. Charmander doesn't respond. Mr. Dewgong starts pounding on
the steering wheel.
MR. DEWGONG
Say-the-goddamn-words: you're
going be okay!

MS. CHARMANDER
I'm okay.

MR. DEWGONG
(softly)
Correct.

WAREHOUSE - DAY
Inside an empty warehouse. The door swings open, and
Mr. Dewgong carries the bloody body of Ms. Charmander inside.

Ms. Charmander still is moaning loudly from her injury.

Mr. Dewgong lays her down upon a mattress on the floor.

MR. DEWGONG
Just hold on sweetie. Hold on,
and wait for Giovanni. I can't do
anything for you, but when Giovanni
gets here, which should be anytime
now, he'll be able to help you.
We're just going sit here, and
wait for Giovanni. Who are
we waiting for?

MS. CHARMANDER
Giovanni.

MR. DEWGONG
Bet your sweet ass we are.

Mr. Dewgong gets up from over Ms. Charmander and starts to prowl
around the warehouse.
MS. CHARMANDER
(yelling)
Don't leave me, James!
Mr. Dewgong bends back over her and takes her hand.
MR. DEWGONG
I'm not going anywhere. I'm right
here. I'm not going leave you, Jessie.

MS. CHARMANDER
James, I'm so scared, would you
please hold me?

James very gently embraces the bloody Jessie.
Cradling the young woman, James whispers to her.

JAMES
(whispering)

Go ahead and be scared, you've
been brave enough for one day. I
want you to just relax now.
You're not going die, you're going
be fine. When the Boss gets here,
he'll make you a hundred percent again.
James lays Jessie back down on the mattress. He's
still holding her hand. Jessie looks up at her
friend.
JESSIE
Look, I don't wanna be a fly in
the ointment, but if help doesn't
come soon, I gotta see a doctor.
I don't care about jail, I
just don't wanna die.

JAMES
You're not going to die, all
right?

JESSIE
I wasn't born yesterday. I'm
hurt, and I'm hurt bad.

JAMES
It's not good...

JESSIE
Hey, bless your heart for what
you're trying to do. I was
panicking for a moment, but I've
got my senses back now. The
situation is, I'm razorleafed in the
belly. And without medical
attention, I'm going die.

JAMES
I can' take you to a hospital.

JESSIE
Fuck jail! I don't give a damn
about jail. But I can't die. You
don't have to take me in. Just
drive me up to the front, drop me
on the sidewalk. I'll take care
of myself. I won't tell them anything. I swear,
I won't tell 'em anything. Look
in my eyes, look right in my eyes.
(James does)
I-won't-tell-them-anything. You'll be safe.

JAMES
Lie back down, and try to--

JESSIE
I'm going to die! I need a doctor! I'm begging you,
take me to a doctor.


Jessie lays her head back on the mattress. Spent from
her outburst, she quietly mutters to herself:
JESSIE
Take me to a doctor, take me to a doctor, please.
Suddenly, the warehouse door bursts open and Mr.
Jiggleypuff steps inside.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Was that a fucking set-up or what?
Mr. Jiggleypuff sees Ms. Charmander on the floor, cut and bloody.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Oh fuck, Charmander got tagged.
Throughout this scene, we hear Ms. Charmander moaning.
MR. DEWGONG
Razorleaf
.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Oh that's just fucking great!
Where's Digglet?

MR. DEWGONG
Dead.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Goddamn, goddamn! How did he die?

MR. DEWGONG
A Jenny shot him.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Oh this is bad, this is so bad.
(referring to Ms.Charmander)
Is it bad?

MR. DEWGONG
As opposed to good?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
This is so fucked up. Somebody
fucked us big time.

MR. DEWGONG
You really think we were set up?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
You even doubt it? I don't think
we got set up, I know we got set
up! I mean really, seriously,
where did all those Jennys come
from, huh? One minute they're not
there, the next minute
they're there. I didn't hear any
sirens. The alarm went off, okay.
Okay, when an alarm goes off, you
got an average of four minutes
response time. Unless a patrol
car is cruising that street, at
that particular moment, you got
four minutes before they can
realistically respond. In one
minute there were seventeen blue
haired gals out there. All loaded for
bear, all knowing exactly what the
fuck they were doing, and they
were all just there! Remember
that second wave that showed up in
the cars? Those were the ones
responding to the alarm. but
those other gals were
already there, they were waiting for us.
(pause)
You haven't thought about this?

MR. DEWGONG
I haven't had a chance to think.
First, I was just trying to get out of there. And after we
got away, I've just been dealing with her.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Well, you better start thinking
about it. Cause I, sure as fuck,
am thinking about it. In fact,
that's all I'm thinking about. I
came this close to just driving
off. Whoever set us up, knows
about this place. There could've
been Jennys sitting here waiting for
me. For all we know, there's
a bunch, driving fast, on their way
here now.

MR. DEWGONG
Let's go in the other room...

BATHROOM HALLWAY - DAY

At the end of the hall is a bathroom. The bathroom door
is partially closed, restricting our view. Mr. Jiggleypuff is
obscured, but Mr. Dewgong is in view.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
What the fuck am I doing here? I
felt funny about this job right
off. As soon as I felt it I
should said "No thank you", and
walked. But I never fucking
listen. Every time I ever got
burned buying hot pokemon, I always knew
the guy wasn't right. I just felt
it. But I wanted to believe him.
If he's not lyin to me, and it
really is Moltres, then whoa
baby. But it's never Moltres.
and I always said if I felt that
way about a job, I'd walk. And I
did, and I didn't, because of fuckin money!

MR. DEWGONG
What's done is done, I need you
cool. Are you cool?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
I'm cool.

MR. DEWGONG
Splash some water on your face.
Take a breather.

We hear the sink running, and Mr. Jiggleypuff splashing water on
his face.
MR. DEWGONG
I'm going to get a donut.
Mr. Dewgong opens the bathroom door and walks down the hall.
We see Mr. Jiggleypuff, his back turned towards
us, bent over the sink. Then he grabs a towels, and dries
his face. Mr. Dewgong comes in with a box of Dunkin Donuts in his hand.
MR. DEWGONG
Want a donut?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Why not?

The two men eat.
MR. DEWGONG
Okay, let's go through what
happened. We're in the place,
everything's going fine. Then the
alarm gets tripped. I turn around
and all these Jennys are outside.
You're right, it was like, bam! I
blink my eyes are they're there.
Everybody starts going apeshit.
Then Mr. Persian starts shooting all the--

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
--That's not correct.

MR. DEWGONG
What's wrong with it?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
The Jennys didn't show up after the
alarm went off. They didn't show
till after Mr. Persian started
shooting everyone.

MR. DEWGONG
As soon as I heard the alarm, I
saw the Jennys.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
I'm telling ya, it wasn't that
soon. They didn't let their
presence be known until after Mr.
Persian went off. I'm not sayin
they weren't there, I'm sayin they
were there. But they didn't move
in till Mr. Persian became a
madman. That's how I know we were
set up. You can see that,
can't you, Mr. Dewgong?

MR. DEWGONG
Look, enough of this "Mr. Dewgong"
shit--

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
--Don't tell me your name, I don't
want to know! I sure as hell
ain't going tell ya
mine.

MR. DEWGONG
You're right, this is bad.
(pause)
How did you get out?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
My ditto got me out. Everybody was
shooting, so I just had him transform
into a tommy-gun and blasted my way
outta there.

CROWDED CITY STREET - DAY
Mr. Jiggleypuff is hauling ass down a busy city sidewalk. He has
a canvas bag with a shoulder strap in one hand, and ditto gun
in the other. If any bystanders get in his way, he just knocks them down.

Four Jennys are running after Mr. Jiggleypuff.

Up ahead is a young woman on roller skates. Rollergirl
is plugged into a walkman. She's twirling and
skating backwards to the beat of the song.

Rollergirl turns a corner and collides with Mr. Jiggleypuff. The
man and woman crash to the ground.

Mr. Jiggleypuff rolls into the street, in front of a moving car
that screeches to a stop, narrowly avoiding running over
him.

CAR (STOPPED) - DAY
A shocked woman is the car's driver. Mr.
Jiggleypuff pulls himself up from the hood,
shakes it off, and points his ditto gun at the driver.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Get outta the car! Get the fuck
outta the car!
The Shocked Woman starts screaming.

Mr. Jiggleypuff tries to open the driver's side door, but it's
locked.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Open the fucking door!

Mr. Jiggleypuff smashes the window. Jennys and growlithes are coming up fast.
Mr. Jiggleypuff drags the Shocked Woman out of the car.
The Jennys reach the corner, guns aimed, growlithes ready. Using the car as a
shield, Mr. Jiggleypuff fires at the Jennys. Everybody hits the ground, or scatters.
Mr. Jiggleypuff hops in the car. Jennys fire at him.
CAR (MOVING) - DAY

Mr. Jiggleypuff floors it. speeding down the street, with the Jennys firing and
growlithes chasing after him.

BATHROOM - DAY

Mr. Jiggleypuff and Mr. Dewgong are still talking in the bathroom.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Fainted a couple of growlithes. Did you
kill anybody?

MR. DEWGONG
No, Wheezing gassed a few Jennys,
that's about it.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
No real people?

MR. DEWGONG
Uh-uh, just Jennys.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Could you believe Mr. Persian?

MR. DEWGONG
That was one of the most insane things I've ever seen.
Why the hell would the boss hire somebody like that?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
I don't wanna kill anybody. But
if I gotta get out that door, and
you're standing in my way, one way
of the other, you're gettin outta my way.

MR. DEWGONG
That's the way I look at it. I might threaten to
kill someone if they don't get out of the
way. But I am no madman either. What was Giovanni
thinking? You can't work with a
guy like that. That psycho's unstable. What do you
think? Do you think he panicked,
or you think he's just trigger-happy?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
I think he's a sick fuckin maniac!
We're awful goddamn lucky he didn't tag us, when
he shot up the place. I came this fucking close--
(hold up two fingers and makes a tiny space between them)
--to taking his ass out myself.
Everybody panics. When things get
tense, everybody panics.
Everybody. I don't care what your
name is, you can't help it. It's
human nature. But ya panic on the inside.
Ya panic in your head. Ya give
yourself a couple a seconds of
panic, then you get a grip and
deal with the situation. What you
don't do, is shoot up the place
and kill everybody.

MR. DEWGONG
What you're supposed to do is act
like a professional. A psychopath is not a professional.
You can't work with a psychopath,
'cause you don't know what those
sick assholes are going do next.
I mean, how old do you think that Nurse Joy was?
Twenty, maybe twenty-one?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Did ya see what happened to
anybody else?

MR. DEWGONG
Me and Ms. Charmander jumped in the
car and Mr. Diglett floored it. After that,
I don't know what went down.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
At that point it became every man
for himself. As far as Mr. Persian
or Ms. Squirtle are concerned, I ain't
got the foggiest. Once I got out, I never looked back.

MR. DEWGONG
What do you think?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
What do I think? I think the Jennys
caught them, or killed 'em.

MR. DEWGONG
Not even a chance they punched
through? You found a hole.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Yeah, and that was a fucking
miracle. But if they did get
away, where the fuck are they?

MR. DEWGONG
You don't think it's possible, one
of them got hold of the master balls
and pulled a--

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Nope.

MR. DEWGONG
How can you be so sure?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
I got the master balls.

MR. DEWGONG
Where?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
I got 'em, all right?

MR. DEWGONG
Where? Are they out in the car?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
No, they're not in the car. No, I
don't have them on me. Ya wanna
go with me and get 'em? Yes, we
can go right now. But first
listen to what I'm telling you.
We were fuckin set up! Somebody
is in league with the Jennys. We
got a Judas in our midst. And I'm
thinkin we should have our fuckin
heads examined for waiting around here.

MR. DEWGONG
That was the plan, we meet here.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Then where is everybody? I say
the plan became null and void once
we found out we got a raticate in the
house. We ain't got the slightest
fuckin idea what happened to Mr.
Persian or Ms. Squirtle. They could
both be dead or arrested. They could be
sweatin 'em, down at the station
house right now. Yeah they don't
know the names, but they can sing
about this place. I mean, that could be
happening right now. As we speak, the Jennys
could be in their cars, drivin here this minute.

MR. DEWGONG
I swear to mew I'm jinxed.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
What?

MR. DEWGONG
Two jobs back, it was a four man
job, we discovered one of the team
was an undercover Jenny.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
No shit?

MR. DEWGONG
Thank god, we discovered in time.
We had to forget the whole
thing. Just walked away from it.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
So who's the raticate this time? Ms.
Squirtle? Mr. Persian? Giovanni? It's
Giovanni's show, he set this whole
thing up. Maybe he set it up to set us up.

MR. DEWGONG
I don't buy it. The boss wants those pokemon
I can tell you straight up, Giovanni definitely didn't
have anything to do with this.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Oh, I know the boss wants these pokemon.
I've been in Team Rocket since I was a
kid. But me saying Giovanni definitely
couldn't have done it is ridiculous. I can say I
definitely didn't do it, cause I
know what I did or didn't do. But
I can't definitely say that about
anybody else, 'cause I don't
definitely know. For all I know,
you're the raticate.

MR. DEWGONG
For all I know, you're the raticate.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Now you're using your head. For
all we know, she's the raticate.

Mr. Jiggleypuff points to Ms, Charmander. Mr. Dewgong's
expression changes.
MR. DEWGONG
Oh, Jeez! I almost forgot!
WAREHOUSE - DAY
They run over to Ms. Charmander, who's unconscious. Mr. Jiggleypuff reaches her
first.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Is she dead?
Mr. Dewgong pushes him out of the way. He feels the pulse
on Ms. Charmanders's neck.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
So, is she dead or what?

MR. DEWGONG
She isn't dead.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
So what is it?

MR. DEWGONG
I think she's just passed out.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
She scared the fuckin shit outta
me. I thought she was dead fer
sure.

Mr. Dewgong stands up and walks over to a table.
MR. DEWGONG
She will be dead for sure, if we
don't get her to a hospital.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
We can't take her to a hospital.

MR. DEWGONG
Without medical attention, this
girl won't live through the night.
That cut in her belly is my
fault. Now while that might not
mean jack to you, it means a
hell of a lot to me. And I'm not
going just sit around and watch her die.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Well, first things first, staying
here's goofy. We gotta book up.

MR. DEWGONG
So what do you suggest, we go to a
hotel? We got a gal who's cut in
the belly, she can't walk, she
bleeds like a stuck pikachu, and when
she's awake, she screams in pain.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
You got an idea, spit it out.

MR. DEWGONG
The boss could help her. If we can get
in touch with him, Giovanni could get
her to a doctor. He could get a
doctor to come and see her.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Assuming we can trust Giovanni how we
going get in touch with him? He's
supposed to be here, but he ain't,
which is making me nervous about
being here. Even if Giovanni is
on the up and up, he's probably
not going be that happy with us.
The boss planned a robbery, but he's
got a blood bath on his hands now.
Dead Jennys, dead rockets, dead
trainers... I tend to doubt he's going have a lot of
sympathy for our plight. If I was
him, I'd try and put as much
distance between me and this mess
an humanly possible.

MR. DEWGONG
Before you got here, Ms. Charmander
was asking me to take her to a
hospital. Now I don't like
turning her over to the Jennys, but
if we don't, she's dead. She begged
me to do it. I told her to hold
off till the boss got here.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Well Giovanni ain't gettin here. We're
on our own. Now, I don't know a
goddamn body who can help her, so
if you know somebody, call 'em.

MR. DEWGONG
I don't know anybody.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Well, I guess we drop her off at
the hospital. Since she don't know
nothin about us, I say it's her
decision.

MR. DEWGONG
Well, she knows a little about me.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
You didn't tell her your name, did ya?

MR. DEWGONG
I told her my first name, and
she knows my trademark.

There is a long silence and a blank look from Mr. Jiggleypuff,
then he SCREAMS:
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Why!

MR. DEWGONG
I told her what I leave behind after a job a few
days ago. It was just a casual conversation.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
And what was tellin her your name
when you weren't supposed to?

MR. DEWGONG
She asked.

Mr. Jiggleypuff looks at Mr. Dewgong like he's retarded.
MR. DEWGONG
We had just gotten away from the
Jennys. She just got razorleafed. It was
my fault she got cut. She's
a bloody mess - she's
screaming. I swear to mew, I
thought we were going die right
then and there. I'm trying to
comfort her, telling her not to
worry, she's going be okay, I'm
going take care of her. And she
asked me what my name was. I
mean, the girl was dying in my arms.
What was I supposed to
tell her, "Sorry, I can't give out
that information, it's against the
rules. I don't trust you
enough."? Maybe I should have, but I
couldn't.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Oh, I don't doubt is was quite
beautiful--

MR. DEWGONG
Don't patronize me.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
One question: Do they have a sheet
on you, you know, by whatever it is you
leave behind after a job?

MR. DEWGONG
Of course. It's always in all the papers.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Well that's that, then. I mean, I
was worried about mug shot
possibilities already. But now she
knows: (a) what you look like, (b)
what your first name is, and (c)what
your specialty is.
They ain't going hafta show her a
helluva lot of pictures for her to
pick you out, with that blue-purple hair.
That's it right, you didn't tell her anything else
that could narrow down the selection?

MR. DEWGONG
If I have to tell you again to
back off, me an you are going go
round and round.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
We ain't taking her to a hospital.

MR. DEWGONG
If we don't, she'll die.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
And I'm very sad about that. But
some guys are lucky, and some
ain't.

MR. DEWGONG
That does it!

Mr. Dewgong charges toward Mr. Jiggleypuff

Mr. Jiggleypuff turns toward him in time to get punched hard in
the mouth.

Mr. Dewgong and Mr. Jiggleypuff have a very ungraceful and
realistic fight. They go at each other like a couple of
alley cats.

As Mr. Dewgong swings and punches, he screams:

MR. DEWGONG
You little fuck!
Mr. Jiggleypuff yells as he hits Mr. Dewgong:
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Ya wanna fuck with me?! You wanna
fuck with me?! I'll show you who
you're fuckin with!
The two men end up on the floor kicking and scratching.

Mr. Dewgong gets Mr. Jiggleypuff in a headlock.

Mr. Jiggleypuff reaches in his jacket for his pokeball, and pulls it
out.

Mr. Dewgong sees this, immediately lets go of Mr. Jiggleypuff,
and goes for his own pokeball.

The two men are on the floor, on their knees, with their
arms outstretched, pokeballs ready.

MR. DEWGONG
You want to battle me, you little
piece of shit? Let's go!

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Fuck you, Dewgong! I didn't create
this situation, I'm just dealin
with it. You're acting like a
first-year fuckin thief. I'm
actin like a professional. They
get her, they can get you, they
get you, they get closer to me,
and that can't happen. And you,
you motherfucker, are looking at
me like it's my fault. I didn't
tell her my name. I didn't tell
her my trademark. I didn't
tell her what I knew better than
to tell her. Fuck, fifteen
minutes ago, you almost told me
your name. You, buddy, are stuck
in a situation you created. So if
you wanna throw bad looks
somewhere, throw 'em at a mirror.

Mr. Jiggleypuff minimizes his pokeball and walks towards Dewgong.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
So if you wanna battle somebody,
launch that pokemon on yourself and use self destruct.

VOICE
You kids don't play so rough.
Somebody's going start crying.

WAREHOUSE - DAY

Mr. Jiggleypuff and Mr. Dewgong's fighting has been interrupted by a voice. The Voice belongs to the infamous Mr. Persian.

Mr. Persian sits on a counter, drinking a coke
and eating a hot dog.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Mr. Persian! You okay? We thought
you might've gotten caught. What happened?
Mr. Persian doesn't answer, he just hops off the counter
and starts walking around the warehouse, checking the
place out.

He doesn't look at either Mr. Jiggleypuff or Mr. Dewgong, he
just eats his hot dog and sips his coke.

This is making Jiggleypuff and Dewgong nervous as hell. But Mr.
Jiggleypuff tries to talk through it.

Mr. Persian wanders around the warehouse.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Really, how did you get away?
Mr. Persian walks the loft. Silent.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
You saw what happened to me,
I found a hole and booked.
Silence.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Where's Ms. Squirtle?
Persian looks in the bathroom.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
We were hopin you two would be together.
Persian looks out the window.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
That was the big question we had,
what happened to Ms. Squirtle and you?
Persian walks away from the window.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
We were worried the cops got ya.
Persian bends down over Ms. Charmander.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
She got it in the belly. She's
still alive, but won't be for long.

MR. DEWGONG
Enough! You better start talking
to us, asshole, cause we have shit
we need to talk about. We're
already freaked out, we need you
acting freaky like we need a fucking
muk on our hip.

Mr. Persian looks at his two partners in crime, then moves
towards them.
MR. PERSIAN
So, talk.

MR. DEWGONG
We think we got a raticate in the house.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
I guarantee we got a raticate in the house.

MR. PERSIAN
What would ever make you think that?

MR. DEWGONG
Is that supposed to be funny?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
We don't think this place is safe.

MR. DEWGONG
This place just ain't secure
anymore. We're leaving, and you
should go with us.

MR. PERSIAN
Nobody's going anywhere.

Silence takes over the room. Mr. Persian stops moving.

After a few beats the silence is broken.

MR. DEWGONG
(to Mr. Jiggleypuff)
Screw this jerk, we're out of
here.
Mr. Dewgong turns to leave.
MR. PERSIAN
Don't take another step, Mr.
Dewgong.
Mr. Dewgong explodes, raising his pokeball and sending Wheezing charging towards
Mr. Persian.
MR. DEWGONG
Fuck you, maniac! It's your
fault we're in so much
trouble.
Mr. Persian calmly sits down. He looks to Mr. Jiggleypuff.
MR. PERSIAN
(referring to Mr.
Dewgong)
What's this guy's problem?

MR. DEWGONG
What's my problem? Yeah, I have a
problem. I have a big problem with
any trigger-happy madman who
almost gets me shot!

MR. PERSIAN
What're you talkin about?

MR. DEWGONG
That shooting spree in the
store.

MR. PERSIAN
Fuck 'em, they set off the alarm,
they deserve what they got.

MR. DEWGONG
You almost killed me, asshole! If
I had any idea what type of guy
you were, I never would've agreed
to work with you.

MR. PERSIAN
You going bark all day, little
snubbull, or are you going bite?

MR. DEWGONG
What was that? I'm sorry, I
didn't catch it. Would you repeat
it?

MR. PERSIAN
(slowly)
I said: "Are you going bark all
day, snubbull, or are you going bite."

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Both of you two assholes knock it
the fuck off and calm down!

MR. DEWGONG
(to Mr. Persian)
So you want to get bit, huh?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Cut the bullshit, we ain't on a
fuckin playground!
(pause)
I don't believe this shit, both of
you got seven years on me, and I'm
the only one actin like a
professional. You guys act like a
bunch of fuckin twerps. You ever
work a job following a bunch of
twerp trainers? They're just like you
two, always fightin, always sayin
they're going beat one another.

MR. DEWGONG
(to Mr. Jiggleypuff)
You said yourself, you
thought about taking him out.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Then. That time has passed.
Right now, Mr. Persian is the only
one I completely trust. He's too
fuckin homicidal to be workin with
the Jennys.

MR. DEWGONG
You taking his side?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Fuck sides! What we need is a
little solidarity here.
Somebody's stickin a red hot poker
up our asses and we gotta find out
whose hand's on the handle. Now I
know I'm no piece of shit...
(referring to Mr. Dewgong)
And I'm pretty sure you're a good boy...
(referring to Mr. Persian)
And I'm fuckin positive you're on
the level. So let's figure out
who's the bad guy.

Mr. Dewgong calms down and calls koffing.
MR. PERSIAN
Well, that was sure exciting.
(to Mr. Dewgong)
You're a big Hitmonchan fan,
aren't you? Me too. I don't know
about the rest of you fellas, but
my heart's
beatin fast.
(pause for a beat)
Okay you guys, follow me.
Mr. Persian hops out of his chair and heads for the door.

The other two men just follow him with their eyes.

MR. DEWGONG
Follow you where?

MR. PERSIAN
Down to my car.

MR. DEWGONG
Why?

MR. PERSIAN
It's a surprise.

Mr. Persian walks out.
OUTSIDE WAREHOUSE - DAY
Three cars are parked out front. Mr. Persian is walking
towards the car he drove. Mr. Dewgong and Mr. Jiggleypuff are
walking behind.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
We still gotta get out of here.

MR. PERSIAN
We're going sit here and wait.

MR. DEWGONG
For what, the Jennys?

MR. PERSIAN
Nice Guy Meowth.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Nice Guy Meowth? What makes you
think Nice Guy's anywhere but on a
plane half way to Costa Rica?

MR. PERSIAN
Cause I just talked to him. He's
on his way down here, and nobody's
going anywhere till he gets here.

MR. DEWGONG
You talked to Nice Guy Meowth? Why
the fuck didn't you say that in the first place?

MR. PERSIAN
You didn't ask.

MR. DEWGONG
Hardy-fuckin-har. What did he say?

MR. PERSIAN
Stay put. Okay, fellas, take a
look at the little surprise I brought you.

Mr. Persian opens up the truck of his car. A handcuffed,
uniformed OFFICER JENNY is curled up inside the trunk.
MR. PERSIAN
So while we're waitin for Nice Guy
Meowth, what say we have a little
fun finding out who the raticate is.

MR. PERSIAN

GIOVANNI'S OFFICE - DAY
Inside the office of the boss. Giovanni's on the phone,
sitting behind his desk. He is stroking a persian.
GIOVANNI
(into phone)
Surge, I'm telling you not to worry
about it. You had a bad couple of months, it happens.
(pause)
Surge, Surge, Surge...Stop, you're
embarrassing me. I don't need to
be told what I already know. When
you have bad months, you do what
every gym leader in the worlds does, I don't care if he's
an Elite Four member or not. You ride it out.
There's a knock on the office door.
GIOVANNI
Come in.
Giovanni's secretary, Kelly opens the door and steps
inside. The boss covers the receiver with his hand and looks
towards the girl.
KELLY
Butch is outside.

GIOVANNI
Tell him to come in.

Kelly leaves.
GIOVANNI
(into phone)
Surge, an associate of mine is here. I have to go.
(pause)
Good enough, bye.
He hangs up the phone, stands, and walks around to the
front of the desk.

Kelly opens the office door, and a man with blue green hair walks
in. This is Butch, a member of Team Rocket

Butch is none other than our very own Mr. Persian. Butch is dressed
in a long black leather seventies style jacket.

Giovanni stands in front of his desk with his arms open.

The two men embrace each other. Kelly leaves, closing the
door behind him.

GIOVANNI
How's freedom kid, pretty
good, isn't it?

BUTCH
It's a change.

GIOVANNI
Isn't that a sad truth. Drink?

BUTCH
Sure.

GIOVANNI
Take a seat.

Giovanni goes over to his liquor cabinet. Butch sits in a chair
set in front of the desk.
GIOVANNI
(while he pours the drink)
Who is your parole officer?

BUTCH
Jenny of Cerulean City.

GIOVANNI
How is she?

BUTCH
Fuckin asshole, won't let me leave
the halfway house.

GIOVANNI
They're all like that

Giovanni walks back around his desk and sits in his chair.

Butch swallows his drink in one gulp.

BUTCH
I just want you to know, Giovanni, how
much I appreciate your care
packages on the inside.

GIOVANNI
What did you expect me to
do? Forget about you?

BUTCH
I just wanted you to know, they meant a lot.

GIOVANNI
It's the least I could do Butch. I
wish I could have done more.
(Giovanni smiles at Butch)
So Butch. Tell me a story? What're your plans?

BUTCH
Well, what I wanna do is go back
to work. But I got this Jenny
chick deep up my ass. She won't
let me leave the halfway house
till I get some piece of shit job.
My plans have always been to be
part of the team again.

There's a knock at the door.
GIOVANNI
Come in.
The door opens and in walks Giovanni's talking Meowth, Nice Guy Meowth.
Butch turns around in his seat and sees him.
MEOWTH
(to Butch)
I see ya sittin here, but I don't believe it.
Butch gets out of his seat and pets Meowth.
MEOWTH
How ya doin, Butch?

BUTCH
Fine, now.

MEOWTH
I'm sorry man, I shoulda picked
you up personally at da pen.
Dis whole week's just been crazy.
I've had my head up my ass da
entire time.

BUTCH
Funny you should mention it.
That's what your boss and I been
talkin about.

MEOWTH
That I should'a picked you up?

BUTCH
No. That your head's been up your
ass. I walk through the door and
the boss says "Butch, you're back, thank
god. Finally somebody who knows
what the fuck he's doing. Butch,
Butch, Butch, Meowth, that talkin one, is a fuck
up." And I say "Well, Boss, I
coulda told you that." "I'm
ruined! He's ruining me! My rare talking Meowth,
I love him, but he's taking my
team and flushing it down the fuckin toilet!"
(to Giovanni)
I'm not tellin tales out of
school. You tell 'im Giovanni.
Tell 'im yourself.

GIOVANNI
Meowth, I hate for you to
hear it this way. But when Butch
asked me how business was, well, you
don't lie to a man who's just done
four years in jail for the team.

Meowth bobs his head up and down.
MEOWTH
Oh really, is that a fact? I should'a known
somethin was up when ya gave da boss dat persian
before dey sent ya off to da slammer!
Meowth jumps on Butch's head and they fall to the floor.

The two friends, laughing and cussing at each other,
wrestle on the floor of Giovanni's office.

Giovanni's on his feet yelling at them.

GIOVANNI
(yelling)
Okay, okay, enough, enough!
Playtime's over! You want to roll
around on the floor, do it in the gym!
The two break it up. They are completely disheveled. As
they get themselves together, they continue to taunt one another.
MEOWTH
Boss, did ya see dat?

GIOVANNI
What?

MEOWTH
Guy got me on da ground, tried to
catch me.

BUTCH
You fuckin wish.

MEOWTH
You tried to catch me in da
boss' office, you bastard.
Look, Butch, whatever you wanna do
in da privacy of your own home,
go do it. But don't try to catch
me. I don't think of you dat
way. I mean, I like you a lot--

BUTCH
Meowth, if I was a trainer, I
would trade you for a magikarp.

MEOWTH
No, you'd keep me for yourself.
Four years playin dat lousy card game
made you appreciate the real thing when
you get it.

BUTCH
I might train you, Nice Guy, but
I'd make you stay in the ball all the time, so's I
wouldn't have to listen to your mouth all
the fuckin time.

MEOWTH
Now ain't dat a sad sight, Boss?
walks into jail a rocket, walks
out talkin like a twerp. It's
all that twerp bragging he's learned ta do. It's backed up into
his brain and comes out of his
mouth.

GIOVANNI
Are you two finished? We were
talking about some serious matters
when you came in Meowth. We got a
big problem we're trying to solve.
Now Meowth, would you like to sit
down and help us solve it, or do
you two want to play around?

Playtime is over and Butch and Meowth know it. So they both
take seats in front of Giovanni's desk.
GIOVANNI
Now Butch was telling me, he's got a
parole problem.

MEOWTH
Really? Who's your P.O.?

BUTCH
Jenny of Cerulean City.

MEOWTH
Cerulean? Meowth! I hear she's a
motherfucker.

BUTCH
She is a motherfucker. She won't
let me leave the halfway house
till I get some piece of shit job.

MEOWTH
You're coming back ta woik for us,
right?

BUTCH
I wanna. But I gotta show this
asshole I got an honest-to-
goodness job before he'll let me
move out on my own. I can't work
for you guys and be worried about
gettin back before ten o'clock
curfew.

GIOVANNI
(to Meowth)
We can work this out, can't we?

MEOWTH
Dis isn't all dat bad. We can give you a lot of legitimate jobs.
Put you on the rotation at Cinnabar Island as a dock woiker.

BUTCH
I don't wanna lift crates.

MEOWTH
You don't hafta lift shit. You
don't really work dere. But as
far as the records are concerned,
you do. I call up Matthews, the
foreman, tell him he's got a new
guy. You're on da schedule. You
got a timecard, it's clocked in
and out for you everyday, and you
get a pay check at da end of da
week. And ya know dock workers
don't do too bad. So you can move
into a halfway decent place
widout Jenny thinkin "what da
fuck." And if Jenny ever wants to
make a surprise visit, you're gone
dat day. Dat day we sent you to
Fuchsia. We gotta bunch of shit
you needed to unload dere.
You're at da airstrip pickin
up a bunch of shit and bringing it
back. Part of your job is goin
different places - and we got
places all over the place.

GIOVANNI
(to Butch)
Didn't I tell you not to worry?
(to Meowth)
Butch was worried.

MEOWTH
Me and yous'll go ta Cinnabar tomorrow. I'll introduce
ya ta Matthews, tell him what's going on.

BUTCH
That's great, guy, thanks a bunch.
(pause)
When do you think you'll need me for real work?

GIOVANNI
Well, it's kind of a strange time
right now. Things are kind of--

MEOWTH
--Nuts. We got a big meeting in
Caledon coming up. And we're kinda
just gettin ready for that right
now.

GIOVANNI
Let Nice Guy set you up at Cinnabar. Give you some cash, get
that Jenny off your back, and we'll be talking to you.

MEOWTH
Boss, I got an idea. Now just
hear it out. I know you don't
like to use any of da boys on
dese jobs, but technically, Butch
ain't one of da boys. He's been
gone for four years. He ain't on
no one's list. Ya know he can
handle himself, ya know you can trust him.

Giovanni looks at Butch.

Butch has no idea what they're talking about.

GIOVANNI
How would you feel about pulling a
heist with about five other guys?

BUTCH
What's the exposure like?

GIOVANNI
Two minutes, tops. It's a tough
two minutes. It's a hold up,
daylight, during business hours,
dealing with a crowd. But you
have the operatives to deal with the
crowd. It's a Pokecenter.
They're getting a big shipment of
very rare pokemon on a
certain day. They're like a weigh
station. It's going get picked up
the next day and sent to Indigo.
When you walk through the door,
you'll know right where to go for
the master balls.
The operatives are good, me and Nice
Guy picked them. Nobody knows
anybody else. Nobody's connected.
I don't use connected guys for
this type of assignment.

BUTCH
What's the pay?

GIOVANNI
You will be very nicely rewarded for your troubles..

Butch smiles.
So does Nice Guy Meowth.

NICE GUY MEOWTH'S BALLOON (MOVING) - DAY

Nice Guy Meowth is flying to the rendezvous talking on his
cell phone.
MEOWTH
(into phone)
Hey Richie, we gotta major situation here.
(pause)
I know you know dat. I gotta
talk with da boss and find out what
he wants done.
WAREHOUSE - DAY
Jenny is standing in the warehouse with her hands cuffed
behind her back. Mr. Dewgong, Mr. Jiggleypuff and Mr. Persian
surround her and proceed to yell and scream at her.

BACK TO NICE GUY MEOWTH

MEOWTH
(into phone)
Alls I know is what Butch told me.
He said da place turned into a
fuckin bullet festival. He took a
Jenny as hostage, just to get da
fuck out of dere.

WAREHOUSE

The three men are sic-ing their pokemon on Jenny.

BACK TO MEOWTH

MEOWTH
(into phone)
Do I sound like I'm jokin? He's
fuckin driving around with Jenny in his trunk.
(pause)
I don't know who did dat. I
don't know who has da loot, if
anybody has da loot. Who's dead,
who's alive, who's caught, who's not...
I will know, I'm practically
dere. But what do I tell dese
guys about da boss?
(pause)
You sure dat's what he said?
(pause)
Okay, dat's what I'll tell em.
WAREHOUSE - DAY
Three cars belonging to the other guys are parked outside
the warehouse.

Meowth lands the balloon on top of the warehouse. He gets out of
it and quickly deflates it. He goes to the edge of the roof and looks at
all the cars parked outside.

MEOWTH
(to himself)
Meowth! Baka assholes.
Meowth climbs down, makes a beeline for the front door, bangs it open,
and steps inside the warehouse.
WAREHOUSE - DAY
The rockets have Jenny tied to a chair and are still
tormenting her.

Nice Guy Meowth walks in and everybody jumps.

MEOWTH
What in Sam Hill is goin on?
Mr. Jiggleypuff and Mr. Dewgong speak together.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Hey, Nice Guy, we got a Jenny.
MR. DEWGONG
You're asking what's going
on? Where is Giovanni?
Nice Guy sees Ms. Charmander.
MEOWTH
Holy shit, dis girl's all fucked up!

MR. DEWGONG
No shit, she's going die on
us if we don't get her taken care of.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
We were set up, the Jennys were
waiting for us.

MEOWTH
What? Nobody set anybody up.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
The Jennys were there waitin for us!

MEOWTH
Tauros-shit.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Hey, fuck you cat, you weren't
there, we were. And I'm tellin
ya, the Jennys had that store staked out.

MEOWTH
Okay, Mr. Detective, who did it?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
What the fuck d'you think we've
been askin each other?

MEOWTH
And what are your answers? Was it
me? You think I set you up?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
I don't know, but somebody did.

MEOWTH
Nobody did. You assholes turn the
pokecenter into a wild west
show, and you wonder why Jennys show up.

MR. PERSIAN
Where's Giovanni?

MEOWTH
I ain't talked ta him. I talked
ta Richie. Richie said he's comin out
here, and he's fucking pissed.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
(to Mr. Dewgong)
I told ya he'd be pissed.

MR. DEWGONG
(pointing to Ms. Charmander)
What are you going do about her?

MEOWTH
Meowth!, give me a fuckin
chance ta breathe. I got a few
questions of my own, ya know.

MR. DEWGONG
You aren't dying, she is.

MEOWTH
I'll call somebody.

MR. DEWGONG
Who?

MEOWTH
A ekans charmer, what the fuck
d'ya think. I'll call a doctor,
take care of her, fix 'er right up.
Now, where's Ms. Squirtle and Mr. Diglett?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Diglett's dead, we don't know about Squirtle.

MEOWTH
Nobody saw what happened to Ms. Squirtle?

MR. PERSIAN
Well, she's either dead or she's
alive or the Jenny's got her or they don't.

MEOWTH
I take it dis is da bitch you told me about.
(referring to Jenny)
Why the hell are your pokemon beating on her?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
So she'll tell us who the fuck set us up.

MEOWTH
Would you stop it wid dat shit!
You beat on dis chick enough,
she'll tell ya she started da
Charazard's fire. Dat don't
necessarily make it so. Okay,
first things fucking last, where's
da shit? Please tell me somebody
brought something wid them.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
I got the bag. I stashed it till I
could be sure this place wasn't a
police station.

MEOWTH
Well, let's go get it. We also
gotta get rid of all dose cars.
It looks like Sam's hot car lot outside.
(pointing to Mr. Persian)
You stay here and babysit Charmander and Jenny.
(referring to Mr. Jiggleypuff and Mr. Dewgong)
You two take a car each, I'll
follow in da balloon. You ditch it, I'll
pick you up, den we'll pick up
the master balls. And while I'm
following you, I'll arrange for
some sort of a doctor for our friend.

MR. DEWGONG
We can't leave these girls with him.

Meaning Mr. Persian.
MEOWTH
Why not?
Mr. Dewgong crosses to Mr. Persian.
MR. DEWGONG
Because this guy's a fucking
psycho. And if you think
Giovanni's pissed at us, that
isn't anything compared to how
pissed off I am at him, for putting
me in the same room as this bastard.

MR. PERSIAN
(to Meowth)
You see what I been puttin up
with? As soon as I walk through
the door I'm hit with this shit.
I tell 'm what you told me about
us stayin put and Mr. Dewgong whips
out his Wheezing, sticks it in my face,
and starts screaming "You
motherfucker, I'm going gas you,
blah, blah, blah."

MR. DEWGONG
He's the reason the place turned
into a shooting gallery.
(to Mr. Jiggleypuff)
What are you, a silent partner?
Fucking tell him.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
He seems all right now, but he
went crazy in the pokecenter.

MR. DEWGONG
This is what he was doing.

Mr. Dewgong acts out Mr. Persian shooting everybody in the
building.
MR. PERSIAN
I told 'em not to touch the alarm.
They touched it. I blew 'em full
of holes. If they hadn't done
what I told 'em not it, they'd
still be alive.

MR. DEWGONG
That's your excuse for going on a
kill crazy rampage?

MR. PERSIAN
I don't like alarms.

MEOWTH
What does it matter who stays wid
Jenny? We ain't lettin her go.
Not after she's seen everybody.
You should've never took her outta
your trunk in da first place.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
We were trying to find out what she
knew about the set up.

MEOWTH
Dere is no fuckin set up!
(Meowth takes charge)
Look, this is the news. Persian,
you stay here and take care of
dem two. Dewgong and Jiggleypuff come
with me, 'cuz if da boss gets here and
sees all dose fucking cars
parked out front, he's going to be
as mad at me as he is at you.

Meowth, Mr. Dewgong and Mr. Jiggleypuff walk out of the warehouse
talking amongst themselves.

WAREHOUSE - DAY

Mr. Persian closes the door after them. He then slowly
turns his head towards Jenny.
MR. PERSIAN
Alone at last.

Jenny looks terrified.
MR. PERSIAN
Now where were we?

JENNY
I told you I don't know anything
about any fucking set up. I've
only been on the force eight
months, nobody tells me anything!
I don't know anything! You can
torture me if you want--

MR. PERSIAN
--Thanks, don't mind if I do.

JENNY
Your boss even said there wasn't a
set up.

MR. PERSIAN
First off, I don't have a boss.
Are you clear about that?

He slaps Jenny's face.
MR. PERSIAN
I asked you a question. Are you
clear about that?

JENNY
Yes.

MR. PERSIAN
Now I'm not going tauros-shit you. I
don't really care about what you
know or don't know. I'm going
torture you for awhile regardless.
Not to get information, but
because torturing a Jenny amuses me.
There's nothing you can say,
there's nothing you can do.
Except pray for death.

He puts a piece of tape over Jenny's mouth.

The terrified Jenny stares at him.

Mr. Persian walks away from her.

MR. PERSIAN
Let's see what's on K-BULBA'S
"Pokemon Master"
weekend.
He turns on the radio.

The Pokemon theme song plays
over the speaker.

NOTE: This entire sequence is timed to the music.

Mr. Persian slowly walks toward Jenny.

He opens a large knife.

He grabs a chair, places it in front of Jenny and sits
in it.

Mr. Persian just stares into Jenny's face, holding
the knife, singing along with the song.

Then, like a arbok, he lashes out, slashing Jenny across the
face. She thrashes around wildly.

Mr. Persian just stares into her face, singing
along with the hit song.

Then he reaches out and cuts off Jenny's ear.

She moves around wildly, trying to scream. Tears and blood
stream down her face.

Mr. Persian holds the ear up to Jenny to see. She screams though
the tape.

Mr. Persian rises, kicking the chair he was sitting on out
of the way.

OUTSIDE OF THE WAREHOUSE - DAY
Mr Persian walks out of the warehouse...

...to his car. He opens the trunk, pulls out a large can
of gasoline.

He walks back inside the warehouse...

WAREHOUSE - DAY
...carrying the can of gas.

Mr. Persian pours the gasoline all over Jenny, who's
begging him not to do this.

Mr. Persian just sings along with the song.

Mr. Persian lights up a match and, while mouthing:

MR. PERSIAN
"I want to be the very best...."
He moves the match up to Jenny...

...When a bullet explodes in Mr. Persian's chest.

The bloody Ms. Charmander has just fired her gun.

Mr. Persian takes bullet after bullet as Ms. Charmander empties her weapon.

Mr. Persian falls down dead.

MS. CHARMANDER
(feebly)
You okay?

JENNY
No! That bastard cut my ear
off and slashed my face!

MS. CHARMANDER
Listen to me,
Jenny. I'm an undercover Jenny.

JENNY
I know.

MS. CHARMANDER
(surprised)
You do?

JENNY
You go by Jessie something.

MS. CHARMANDER
Jessie Musashi.

JENNY
Jenny from Pewter introduced us
once, about five months ago.

MS. CHARMANDER
Shit. I don't remember that at
all.

JENNY
I do.
(pause)
How do I look?

Jessie looks at the girl's gashed face and
the hole in the side of her head where her ear used to be.
MS. CHARMANDER
I don't know what to tell you
Jenny.
Jenney starts to weep.
JENNY
That fucking bastard! That
fucking sick fucking bastard!

MS. CHARMANDER
Jenny, I need you to hold on.
There's officers positioned and
waiting to move in a block away.

JENNY
(screaming)
What the fuck are they waiting
for? That motherfucker cut off my
ear! He slashed my face! I'm
deformed!

MS. CHARMANDER
And I'm dying. They don't know
that. All they know is they're
not to make a move until Giovanni
shows up. I was sent undercover
to get Giovanni. You heard 'em, they
said he's on his way. Don't freak
out on me now, Jenny. We're
just going sit here and bleed
until Giovanni sticks his head
through that door.


MS. CHARMANDER AND MR. DEWGONG


DENNY'S - NIGHT
A tough looking black haired girl who is a Jenny of Viridian City,
she goes by the name Holly and sports a
green Pokemon League cap with a red symbol
on it, and a military flack jacket, digs into a Denny's
bacon, cheese and avocado burger. She sits in a booth all
alone. She's waiting for somebody. As she waits, she
practically empties an entire bottle of ketchup on her
french fries, not by mistake either--that's just how she likes it.

We see Ms. Charmander, now known as Jessie, wearing
a Pokemon Tech letter jacket, enter the coffee shop,
spot Holly, and head her way. Holly sees Jessie bop
towards her with a wide-ass alligator grin plastered
across her face.

JESSIE
Say "hello" to a gal
who's inside. Giovanni's doing a job
and take a big fat guess who he
wants on the team?

HOLLY
This better not be some Jessie
joke.

She's looking up at Jessie, who's standing at the table.

JESSIE
It ain't no joke, I'm in there.
I'm up his ass.

Holly just looks at her pupil for a moment, then
smiles.
HOLLY
Congratulations.
DENNY'S - NIGHT
Jessie slides into the booth across from Holly. Jessie's doing a lot
of talking, but we can't hear what they're saying.
Holly is listening to Jessie.
JESSIE
Nice Guy meowth tells me Giovanni wants
to meet me. He says I should just
hang around my apartment and wait
for a phone call. Well, after
waiting three goddamn days by the
phone, he calls me last
night and says Giovanni's ready, and
he'll pick me up in fifteen
minutes.

HOLLY
Who all picked you up?

JESSIE
Nice Guy. When we got to the
bar...

HOLLY
...What bar?

JESSIE
The Boots and Socks in Celedon.
When we got there, I met Giovanni and a
guy named Mr. Dewgong. It's a phony
name. My name's Ms. Charmander.

HOLLY
You ever seen this guy
before?

JESSIE
Who, Mr. Dewgong?

HOLLY
Yeah.

JESSIE
No, he isn't familiar. He's sweet though.
Not like the other Rockets.

HOLLY
Did the two of you talk?

JESSIE
A little.

HOLLY
What about?

JESSIE
Roses.

HOLLY
Roses?

JESSIE
Yeah. He likes them. He always carries one with
him, and he leaves them as a trademark on the job.

HOLLY
If he leaves a trademark, he probably has a record. I
want you to go through the mugs of
Rockets with a history of armed robbery, and put
a name to that face.

Holly takes a big bite out of his burger.
HOLLY
(with his mouth full)
What kinds questions did Giovanni
ask?

JESSIE
Where I was from, who I knew, how
I knew Nice Guy, had I done time,
shit like that.

Holly's talked enough, she's eating her burger now. She
motions for Jessie to elaborate.
JESSIE
He asked me if I ever done armed
robbery before. I read him my
credits. I robbed a few gas and
sips, stole some pokemon, told him
recently I held the shotgun while
me and another guy pulled down a
heist in Viridian Forest.

HOLLY
Did you use the commode story?

JESSIE
. I told it real good,
too.

WOMEN'S ROOM - VIRIDIAN TRAIN STATION - NIGHT
Jessie and Holly at one of their many rendezvous.
Holly wears an extra large Lickitung sweatshirt. Jessie
sits on one of the sinks, wearing her Pokemon Tech jacket,
looking at pieces of paper stapled together.
JESSIE
What's this?

HOLLY
It's a scene. Memorize it.

JESSIE
What?

HOLLY
A undercover Jenny has got to be
Duplica. To do this job you
got to be a great actor. You got
to be naturalistic. You got to be
naturalistic as hell. If you
ain't a great actor you're a bad
actor, and bad acting is tauros shit
in this job.

JESSIE
(referring to the papers)
But what is this?

HOLLY
It's a amusing anecdote about a
pokemon deal.

JESSIE
What?

HOLLY
Something funny that happened to
you while you were doing a job.

JESSIE
I have to memorize all this shit?

HOLLY
It's like a joke. You remember
what's important, and the rest you
make your own. The only way to
make it your own is to keep sayin
it, and sayin it, and sayin it,
and sayin it, and sayin it.

JESSIE
I can do that.

HOLLY
The things you gotta remember are
the details. It's the details
that sell your story. Now this
story takes place in this lady's
room. So you gotta know the
details about this ladies's room.
You gotta know they got a blower
instead of a towel to dry your
hands. You gotta know the stalls
ain't got no locks on the doors. You gotta
know whether they got liquid or
powdered soap, whether they got
hot water or not, 'cause if you do
your job when you tell your story,
everybody should believe it. And
if you tell your story to somebody
who's actually taken a piss in
this ladies's room, and you get one
detail they remember right,
they'll swear by you.

JESSIE'S APARTMENT - DAY
Jessie paces back and forth
rehearsing the anecdote. She's reading
it pretty good, but she's still reading it from
the page, and every once in a
while she stumbles over her words.
JESSIE
...this was during the Viridian City
grass pokemon drought of '86. I still
had a connection. Which was
insane, 'cause you couldn't get
oddishes then. Anyway,
I had a connection with this
hippie dude up on Cinnabar Island.
And all my friends knew it. And
they'd give me a call and say,
"Hey, Jessie, you buyin some, you
think you could buy me some too?"
They knew I bought hot pokemon, so they'd ask
me to buy a little oddish or something for them when I
was buyin. But it got to be
every time I bought pokemon, I
was buyin for four or five
different people. Finally I said,
"Fuck this shit." I'm makin this
bastard rich. He didn't have to do
jack shit, he never even had to
meet these people. I was fuckin
doin all the work. So I got
together with him and told him,
"Hey, I'm sick of this shit. I'm
comin through for everybody, and
nobody's comin through for me.
So, either I'm going tell all my
friends to find their own source,
or you give me a bunch of pokemon,
I'll sell them to them, give you the
money, minus ten percent, and I
get a bulbasaur and vileplume for free." So, I did
if for awhile...
Jessie exits frame
PARKING LOT - DAY
Now Jessie is in a parking lot rehearsing. Jessie is finishing her sentence.
She is performing her monolog to Holly in a parking lot. Holly sits on the
hood of her beat-up jeep. Jessie paces back and forth as she performs
her story.
JESSIE
...but then that got to be a pain
in the ass. People called me on
the phone all the fuckin time. I
couldn't rent a fuckin tape
without six phone calls
interrupting me. "Hey, Jessie,
when's the next time you're gettin
some?" "Dammit, I'm tryin
to watch 'Vampire Hunter D'-- when I have
some, I'll let you know."
Finally I just told my connection,
count me out. But as it turns
out, I'm the best gal he had, and
he depended a lot on my business.
But I was still sick to death of
it. And he's trying to talk me
into not quitting.
Now this was a very weird
situation, 'cause I don't know if
you remember back in '86, there
was a major drought.
Nobody had anything. People were
trying to battle with metapods and magicarp. And
this dude had a bunch of starters, and was
beggin me to sell them. So I told
him I wasn't going be Little Miss Pokemart
anymore. But I would take a
few and sell them to my
close, close, close friends. He
agreed to that, and said we'd keep
the same arrangement as before,
ten percent and free pokemon for me,
as long as I helped him out that
weekend. He had a bag full of glooms
he was sellin, and he didn't
want to go to the buy alone...

BOOTS AND SOCKS BAR - NIGHT

Jessie, Giovanni, Nice Guy Meowth and Mr. Dewgong all sit around a
table in a red-lighted smoky bar. Jessie continues her
story. The Rockets are enjoying the hell out of it.
JESSIE
...His brother usually goes with
him, but he's in county
unexpectedly.

MR. DEWGONG
What for?

JESSIE
Traffic tickets gone to warrant.
They stopped him for something,
found the warrants on 'im, took
'im to jail. He doesn't want to
walk around alone with all those
glooms. Well, I don't wanna do
this, I have a bad feeling about
it, but he keeps askin me, keeps
askin me, finally I said okay
'cause I'm sick of listening to
it. Well, we're picking this guy
up at the train station.

GIOVANNI
You're picking the buyer up at the
train station? You're carrying
the pokemon on you?

JESSIE
Yeah, the guy needed 'em right
away. Don't ask me why. So we
get to the train station, and
we're waitin for the guy. Now I'm
carrying the pokeballs, there's gotta be about fifty
of them all minimized, in one of those
carry-on bags, and I gotta uh, powder
my nose. So I tell the connection
I'll be right back, I'm goin' to
the little girl's room...

WOMEN'S ROOM - TRAIN STATION - DAY

She walks through the door with a carry-on bag over her
shoulder. Once she's inside, she stops in his tracks. The next
scene is told in a voice over.
JESSIE
...So I walk into the women's room,
and who's standing there?
Jessie is standing in front of six Viridian City Jennys
and one Growlith. All of their eyes are
on Jessie. Everyone is frozen.
JESSIE
...six Jennys and a Growlith.

NICE GUY MEOWTH
They were waiting for you?

JESSIE
No. They were just a bunch of
Jennys hangin out in the women's room,
talkin. When I walked through the
door they all stopped what they
were talking about and looked at
me.

BACK TO BAR
MR. DEWGONG
That's terrible. That's a hard situation.
BACK TO WOMEN'S ROOM

The growlith is barking his head off.

JESSIE
The Growlith starts
barkin'. He's barkin' at me. I
mean it's obvious he's barkin' atme.
Everything is in slow motion. The growlith is barking.
JESSIE
Every nerve ending, all of my
senses, the blood in my veins,
everything I has was screaming,
"Take off, just take off, get
the fuck outta there!" Panic hit
me like a bucket of water. First
there was the shock of it--BAM,
right in the face! Then I'm just
standin there drenched in panic.
SLOW MOTION
JESSIE
And all those Jenny are lookin at me and they know.
They can smell them. As sure as that fuckin
growlith can, they can smell all them damn glooms.

Jessie is frozen, standing in front of the Jennys.
She suddenly jerks to life, and moves to speed.
The growlith is barking. One Jenny yells at the
growlithe.
JENNY #1
Shut up, Growlith!
The growlith quiets down. Jenny #2 continues with her story.
A couple of the Jennys look over at Jessie,
but as Jenny #2 talks, turn their attention to her.
JENNY #2
So my gun's drawn, right? I got
it aimed right at him. I tell
'em, "Freeze, don't fuckin move."
And the little idiot's lookin at
me, nodding his head "Yes," sayin
"I know...I know...I know."
Meanwhile his right hand is
creepin towards his backpack. So
I scream at him, "Asshole, you
better fuckin freeze right now!"
And he's still lookin right at me, saying
"I know...I know...I know." And
his right hand's still going for
the backpack.
Jessie, looking in a full length mirror, is playing possum,
pretending to touch up her make-up and hair..
JENNY #2
I tell 'im, "Buddy, I'm going
shoot you in the face right now if
you don't put your hands on yer
fuckin head." And the guy's
girlfriend, a little redheaded
bitch, starts screamin at him,
"Ash, are you out of your mind?
Put your hands on your head like
the officer said." And then like
nothing, the guy snaps out of it
and casually puts his hands on his head.
Jessie finishes her playing possum and walks past
the Jennys over to the sink. A Jenny is sitting on a sink.
She looks down and watches Jessie wash her hands.
JENNY #1
What was he goin for?

JENNY #2
His pokedex!. Stupid fuckin trainer, doesn't have the
slightest idea how close he came to gettin shot.

Jessie finishes washing her hands. She goes to dry them,
but there's only those hand drying machines. Jessie turns
on the drying machine. She can't hear anything the Jennys
say now. The sound of the machine dominates everything.

These following scenes are SLOW MOTION.

Jessie stands there rubbing each of her hands getting blown dry.
The Jennys are talking. She can't hear them because of the machine.
The Jenny who is sitting on the sink is glancing over at Jessie. The
growlith just sits there. The machine turns off as Jessie walks out the door.

JESSIE'S APARTMENT - DAY

Ring ring...phone call. Jessie answers it, Meowth's face
appears on the screen, but doesn't move. It is a signature
picture from a cell phone

JESSIE
Hello.

NICE GUY MEOWTH
(through phone)
It's time. Grab your jacket--

NICE GUY MEOWTH'S BALLOON (PARKED) - DAY

MEOWTH
--We're landed outside.

JESSIE
(through phone)
I'll be right down.

We hear the click of Jessie hanging up through the phone.
Nice Guy places the receiver back in its cradle.
JESSIE
She'll be right down.
JESSIE'S APARTMENT - DAY
Jessie hops around the apartment getting everything
she needs. She puts on her trenchcoat and slips on some boots.

She is very nervous. She paces around, checking everything.
She puts her spare gun in her boot. She heads for the door, but
stops at the table and roots around in a change bowl. She pulls
out a pair of round, green earrings and puts them on. She then
stops and looks in the full-length mirror and notices something:

Fear.

JESSIE
(to herself)
Don't wimp out on me now. They
don't know. They don't know shit.
(pause)
You're not going get hurt. They believe
every word, cuz you're super cool, beautiful, and a
great dresser.

OUTSIDE JESSIE'S APARTMENT - DAY

From inside an unmarked car across the street, the two
Jenny's watching Jessie see her walk out of her building and
up to Meowth's balloon.
JENNY #1
There goes our gal.

JENNY #2
I swear, a gal has to have rocks
in her head the size of Graveler
to work undercover.

JENNY #1
Do you want one of these?

JENNY #2
Yeah, gimme the california roll.

Jessie gets into the balloon and it takes off.

Jenny #1 starts the engine and follows.

WAREHOUSE - DAY
Nice Guy Meowth lands atop the warehouse.
The four rockets climb out and follow Meowth inside.

At the other end of the warehouse, sitting in chairs, are
Mr. Persian, Mr. Diglett, Ms. Squirtle and Giovanni.
Meowth, Mr. Jiggleypuff, Mr. Dewgong, and Ms. Charmander
walk in. Jiggleypuff finishes up an off-color joke about likitung
and the rest of the group cracks up.
Giovanni eyes greet the new arrivals.

We now have everybody from the Uncle Brock's Pancake House
scene together again. They are sitting in fold out chairs.
A blackboard with a layout of the Pokecenter is off to
the right. The rockets are cutting up and laughing.

GIOVANNI
Let me tell you a story, ladies and gentlemen.
We have a group of rockets sitting
in a jail cell wondering how they got there.
"What went wrong?" They ask each other.
"I don't know." They answer. Do you know what went
wrong? They spent all their time sitting around and
telling jokes when they were supposed to have
been studying the plans. So, listen up and get serious.

All right, let's get to know one
another. With the exception of
Meowth and myself, whom you already
know, you'll be using aliases.
Under no circumstances are you to
tell one another your real name or
anything else about yourself.
That includes where you're from,
your spouse's name, where you
might've done time, about a pokemon
you stole. You guys don't say anything
about who you are, where you've been
or what you've done. The only thing
you guys can talk about is what
you're going to do. This way the
only ones who know who the members
of the team are are Meowth and
myself. And that's the way I like
it. Because in the unlikely event
of one of you getting apprehended
by the Jennys, not that I expect
that to happen - it most
definitely should not happen - it
hasn't happened, you don't have
anything to deal with. You don't
know any names. You know my name,
you know Meowth's name. That I
do not care about. You have to prove
it. I'm not worried. Besides,
this way you have to trust me. I
like that. I set this up and
picked the members I wanted for it.

Okay, let me
introduce everyone to everyone.
But once again, at the risk of
being redundant, if I even think I
hear somebody telling or referring
to somebody by their actual name...
(Giovanni searches for the right words)
...you won't want to be you. Okay, quickly.
(pointing at each member as he gives them a name)
Mr. Diglett, Mr. Dewgong, Mr. Persian,
Ms. Squirtle, Ms. Charmander, and Mr.
Jiggleypuff.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Why am I Mr. Jiggleypuff?

GIOVANNI
Because you are annoying.

Everybody laughs.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Why can't we pick out our own
pokemon?

GIOVANNI
I tried that once, it does not work.
You have four guys fighting over
who's going to be Mr. Mewtwo. Since
no one knows anybody else, no one
wants to back down. So forget it,
I pick. Be thankful you're not
Mr. Psyduck.

MR. DIGLETT
Yeah, but Mr. Diglett? That's too close to Mr. Shit.

Everybody laughs.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Yeah, Mr. Jiggleypuff sounds like Mr.
Jiggleypuss. Tell you what, let me be
Mr. Gengar. That sounds good to
me, I'm Mr. Gengar.

GIOVANNI
You're not Mr. Gengar, somebody
from another job is Mr. Gengar.
You're Mr. Jiggleypuff.

MR. DEWGONG
Who cares what your name is? Who
cares if you're Mr. Jiggleypuff, Mr.
Gengar, Mr. Puss, Mr. Piss...

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Oh that's really easy for you to
say, you're Mr. Dewgong. You gotta
somewhat cool pokemon. So tell me,
Mr. Dewgong, if you think "Mr. Jiggleypuff"
is no big deal, you wanna trade?

GIOVANNI
Nobody is trading with anybody!
Look, this is not a goddamn
city counsel meeting! Listen up
Mr. Puff. We have two ways here,
my way or the highway. And you
can go down either of them. So
what's it going be, Mr. Puff?

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Holy mew, Giovanni. Fuckin forget
it. This is beneath me. I'm Mr.
Jiggleypuff, let's move on.

VIRIDIAN POKEMON CENTER - DAY
Trainers are coming and going. Nurse Joys are waiting on
trainers..

Mr. Dewgong and Jessie are talking.

MR. DEWGONG
Let's go over it. Where are you?

JESSIE
I stand outside and guard the
door. I don't let anybody come in
or go out.

MR. DEWGONG
Mr. Diglett?

JESSIE
Mr. Diglett stays in the car. He's
parked across the street till I
give him the signal, then he pulls
up in front of the center.

MR. DEWGONG
Mr. Persian and Ms. Squirtle?

JESSIE
Crowd control. They handle
trainers and pokemon in the
lobby area.

MR. DEWGONG'S CAR (PARKED) - DAY

Mr. Dewgong and Jessie sit in a car parked across the street
from the Pokecenter, staking it out.

MR. DEWGONG
Myself and Mr. Jiggleypuff?

JESSIE
You two take Nurse Joy in the
back and make her give you the
master balls. We're there for those
pokemon, period. Since no others
are being fucked with, no
alarms should go off. We're out
of there in two minutes, not one
second longer. What if the
Joy won't give up the
pokemon?

MR. DEWGONG
When you're dealing with a center
like this, they're insured up the
ass. They're not supposed to give
you any resistance
whatsoever. If you get a trainer
or a pokemon who thinks he's
Mewtwo, take the butt of
your gun and smash their nose in.
Drops them right to the floor.
Everyone jumps, he falls down,
screaming, blood squirts out his
nose. Freaks everybody out.
Nobody says fucking shit after
that. You might get some bitch
talk shit to you. But give her a
look, like you're going smash her
in the face next. Watch her shut
the fuck up. Now if it's a
Joy, that's a different story.
The Joys know better than to
fuck around. So if one's giving
you static, she probably thinks
she's a real toughie. So what you
have to do is break her in two. If you want to know
something and she won't tell you,
cut off one of her fingers. The
little one. Then you tell her that her
thumb's next. After that she'll
tell you if she wears thong
underwear. I'm hungry, let's get a donut.

ALLEY - DAY

It's the moment of the robbery. The alley is empty.

In the distance we hear all hell breaking loose. Guns
firing, people shouting and screaming, sirens wailing,
glass breaking...

A car whips around the corner, into the alley.

The doors burst open, Jessie and Mr. Dewgong hop out.

Jessie opens the driver's side door. A bloody screaming
Mr. Diglett falls out.

MR. DIGLETT
(screaming)
My eyes! My eyes! I'm blind, I'm
fucking blind!

JESSIE
You're not blind, there's just
blood in your eyes.

Mr. Dewgong loads his two .45 automatics. He runs to the
end of the alley just as a police car comes into sight.

Firing both .45's, Mr. Dewgong massacres everyone in the
patrol car.

Jessie, holding the dying Mr. Diglett, looks on at Mr.
Dewgong's ambush in shock.

Mr. Diglett lifts his head up, blood in his eyes.

MR. DIGLETT
Ms. Charmander? You're Ms. Charmander,
aren't you?
By the time Jessie turns her head back to him, Mr. Diglett
is dead.

Mr. Dewgong runs up to Jessie.

MR. DEWGONG
Is he dead?
Jessie doesn't answer, she can't.
MR. DEWGONG
Did he die or not?
Jessie, scared, nods.
JESSIE
I'm sorry.

MR. DEWGONG
What? Snap out of it!

Mr. Dewgong grabs Jessie by the coat and pulls her along as he runs.

They exit the alley and flee down a street.

A car with a female driver comes up on the two rockets.

Mr. Dewgong jumps in her path, stopping the car. He points his gun at her.

MR. DEWGONG
Get out of the car and run!
Mr. Dewgong runs to the passenger side.

Jessie opens the driver side.

The female driver comes up with a pokeball.

DRIVER
Go, Bulby!
The bulbasaur appears and razorleafs Jessie in the stomach.

On instinct Jessie brings up her gun and shoots the driver in theface. Mr. Dewgong shoots the pokemon.

As Jessie falls to the ground she realizes what's happened
to her and what she's done.

Mr. Dewgong drags the dead female driver out of the car. He lays Jessie in the back seat and drives away.

GETAWAY CAR (MOVING) - DAY

Jessie, holding her stomach and doubled over in pain, is
crying.

The scene between Jessie and Mr. Dewgong in the
getaway car t the beginning of part one is replayed.

.
MR. DEWGONG
Just hold on, baby.

JESSIE
I'm sorry. I can't believe she
killed me...

WAREHOUSE - DAY
Nice Guy Meowth, Mr. Dewgong and
Mr. Jiggleypuff walk through the door They stop in their tracks.

They see. Mr. Persian, lying on the ground,
shot full of holes. Jenny is slumped over in her chair, a
bloody mess, Ms. Charmander is lying on the floor, holding
her wound.

MEOWTH
What da fuck happened here?
Meowth runs over to his friend Mr. Persian/Butch.
MR. DEWGONG
(to Ms. Dewgong)
What happened?

MR. CHARMANDER
(very weakly)
Persian went crazy. He slashed Jenny's face,
cut off her ear and
was going burn her alive.

MEOWTH
(yelling)
Dis Jenny?

Meowth whips out his gun and shoots Jenny. Jenny and
the chair tip over. Meowth stands over her and shoots her
once more.
MEOWTH
(to Ms. Charmander)
You were sayin he went crazy?
Sometin like dat? Worse or
better?

MS. CHARMANDER
Look, Meowth, he was pullin a burn.
He was going kill her and me.
And when you guys walked through
the door, he was going blow you to
hell and make off with the
pokeballs.

MR. DEWGONG
(to Meowth)
Yes, yes, what did I tell you?
That sick piece of shit was a
stone cold psycho.

MS. CHARMANDER
(to Meowth)
You could've asked Jenny, if you
didn't just kill her. He talked
about what he was going to do when
he was slicing her up.

MEOWTH
I don't buy it. It don't make sense.

MR. DEWGONG
It makes perfect fucking sense to
me. Meowth, you didn't see how he
acted during the job. We did.

Mr. Jiggleypuff walks over to Jenny's body.
MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
She's right about the ear, it's
hacked off.

MEOWTH
(to Ms. Charmander)
Let me say dis out loud, just ta
get it straight in my mind.
According ta you, Mr. Persian was
going kill you. Den when we came
back, kill us, grab da pokemon,
and scram. Dat's your story?
I'm correct about dat, right?

MS. CHARMANDER
Meowth, you can believe me or not
believe me, but it's the truth. I
swear on my mother's eternal soul
that's what happened.

There's a long pause while he rolls over what
Ms. Charmander has said. Finally:
MEOWTH
You're a fuckin liar. Now why
don't you drop da fuckin clafairy
tale and tell me what really
happened?

MR. DEWGONG
He told you what really happened.
You just can't deal with it.

MS. CHARMANDER
Okay, you're right, I'm lying.
Even though I'm fuckin dying I'm
not above pulling a fast one. Get
rid of Persian, we share his split
- no, scratch that, I shot him
'cause I didn't like his hair
style. I didn't like his shoes
either. If it has just been his
hair, I'd've maybe, maybe I said,
let him live. But hair and
footwear together, no taste, he's a goner.

MEOWTH
Da man you killed was just
released from prison. He got
caught at a company warehouse full
of hot pokemon. He could'a walked
away. All he had to do was say da
boss' name. But instead he shut
his mouth and did his time. He
did four years fer us, and he did
'em like a man. And we were very
grateful. So, Ms. Charmander, you're
tellin me dis very good friend of
mine, who did four years for da
boss, who in four years never
made a deal, no matter what dey
dangled in front of him, you're
telling me dat now, dat now dis
man is free, and we're making good
on our commitment ta him, he's
just going decide, right out of
da fuckin blue, ta rip us off?

Silence.
MEOWTH
Ms. Charmander, why don't you tell me
what really happened?

VOICE
Why? It will just be more lies.

Meowth looks over and sees Giovanni standing
in the warehouse doorway. He walks into the room.
GIOVANNI
(pointing to Ms. Charmander)
This woman set us up.

MEOWTH
Boss, I'm sorry, I don't know
what's happening.

GIOVANNI
That's okay, Meowth, I do.

MR. DEWGONG
(to Giovanni)
What the fuck are you talking
about?

GIOVANNI
(pointing to Ms. Charmander)
That traitor. She is working with
the authorities.

MR. DEWGONG, MR. JIGGLEYPUFF, MEOWTH
What?

GIOVANNI
I said this bitch is workin
with the VPD.


Giovanni looks down at Ms. Charmander
GIOVANNI
Aren't you?

MS. CHARMANDER
I don't have the slightest
idea what you're talking about.

MR. DEWGONG
(very calmly to Giovanni)
Boss, I don't know what you think
you know, but you're wrong.

GIOVANNI
Like hell I am.

MR. DEWGONG
(very calmly)
Boss, trust me on this, you've made
a mistake. She's a good kid. I
understand you're hot, you're
super pissed. We're all
real emotional. But you're
barking up the wrong tree. I know
this woman, and she wouldn't do that.

GIOVANNI
You know nothing. I do.
This traitor tipped off the
authorities and got Mr. Diglett and Ms.
Squirtle killed.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Ms. Squirtle's dead?

GIOVANNI
Dead as a kabutops.

MEOWTH
Da motherfucker killed Butch.

MR. DEWGONG
How do you know all this?

GIOVANNI
She was the only one I was not one
hundred percent on. I should have
my head examined for going
forward when I wasn't one hundred
percent. But she seemed like a
good kid, and I was impatient and
greedy and all the things that
cause failure.

MR. DEWGONG
(screaming)
That's your proof?

GIOVANNI
You do not need proof when you have
instinct. I ignored it before,
but not any more.

He pulls out a revolver and aims it at Ms. Charmander.

Mr. Dewgong brings his .45 up at Giovanni.

Meowth and Mr. Jiggleypuff are shook awake by the flash of
firearms.

Meowth raises his gun, pointing it at Mr. Dewgong.

MEOWTH
Have you lost your fuckin mind?
Put dat gun down!
Mr. Jiggleypuff fades into the background., wanting no part of this.
MR. DEWGONG
Giovanni, you're making a terrible
mistake I can't let you make.

MEOWTH
Stop pointing your fuckin gun at
da Boss!

Giovanni, never taking his eyes off Ms. Charmander.
GIOVANNI
Do not worry, Meowth. Me and James
have known each other for a long time, he's
not going to shoot.

JAMES
Giovanni, if you kill that girl, you die
next. Repeat, if you kill that
girl, you die next!

Everyone stands around looking at each other

Ms. Charmander is holding her belly, looking from left to right.

Giovanni is pointing down at Ms. Charmander. Not taking his eyes off
her.

James is pointing at Giovanni, looking like he's ready to
start firing any minute.

Meowth, scared shitless for the boss, has his gun locked on Mr.
Dewgong.

Mr. Jiggleypuff is walking backwards away from the action.

Nobody says a thing.

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
C'mon, guys, nobody wants this.
We're supposed to me fuckin
professionals!
Giovanni raises his head to Mr. Dewgong.
GIOVANNI
James, I am going to kill her.

JAMES
Goddamn you, boss, don't make me do
this!

GIOVANNI
James, I am asking you to trust me
on this.

JAMES
Don't ask me that.

GIOVANNI
Then I'm not asking, I'm ordering.

Giovanni's eyes go back to Jessie.
MEOWTH
Boss, don't!
Giovanni fires, hitting Jessie.

James shoots Giovanni, killing him instantly.

Meowth fires at James, hitting him in the chest

James brings his gun around on Meowth and shoots him.

Everyone falls at once.

Meowth collapses, dead.

Jessie lies perfectly still, except for her chest
heaving. The only sound is her loud breathing.

James is bleeding profusely, but is on his knees,
not moving.

Mr. Jiggleypuff is standing motionless. Finally he grabs the
satchel of pokeballs and runs out the door.

Outside a Jenny on a bullhorn yells out:

JENNY
Freeze! drop the bag and lie
face down on the ground!

MR. JIGGLEYPUFF
Ditto, transform into a pikachu!

DITTO
Ditto!

JENNY
Stop!

MONDO
Ditto. Thundershock us!

DITTO
Chuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

MONDO
Ha! Team Mondo's blasting off, scott free!
(there is a sparkly sound in the distance)

JENNY
Crud! We'll let's check in there!


The Jennys run to the warehouse.

While all this noise is going on, James tries to stand
but falls down. He somehow makes it to where Jessie
lies.

He lifts Jessie's head, cradling it in his lap and
stroking her hair.

JAMES
(with much effort)
Sorry, Jes. Looks like we're
going to get caught.
Jessie looks up at him and, with even more of an
effort:
JESSIE
I'm...I'm a Jenny.
James doesn't say anything, he keeps stroking her
hair, noticing the blue roots.
JESSIE
I'm sorry, I'm so sorry.
James begins to cry. He lifts Jessie's face and
kisses her. His 45 is still in his hand.
JENNY
Freeze! Drop your gun!


James looks up at them, still kissing Jessie. He points the gun at Jenny.

BANG

We hear a burst of shotgun fire.

James is blown away from Jessie. Jessie screams and crawls over to him. He is dead. She slumps over him, also dead.

THE END

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