A parody of what would happen if a scene changed drastically.
Ducks of the Mafia: Ducks 2.5
"...Gordon, baby, it's justa game. Why don't you run away with me?" Mrs. McKay queried.
"You know what? You're another thing that annoys me here. You are always so shifty, and you act like you're all that! I'm sick of it!" Gordon went on. "Captain Blood? I'll bet you made that up! I'm tired of you and you have made me realize the Ducks are the only thing I'll ever have. The Ducks are back! And you were the one who ruined them. Whispering in my ear that 'the ducks are fine, go to the commercial'."
Little did he know that mobsters were sneaking out of the lockers, and the shower room and the Ducks were rounding the corner with a new friend Russ. "Let's see what's going on" Guy remarked as they peered around the corner.
"Well, then, if you're that way, the Mafia would love to have you...in a cell." She growled as the men surrounded Bombay. They dragged him off through the back door, and Bombay's screams were silenced by an expertly placed handkerchief.
The Ducks had mixed reactions.
"Coach!" Charlie was worried.
"They all roped him up quicker then I done a stray bull." Dwayne was amazed.
"Let me at those freaking mobsters! They kidnapped our Coach! We'll show them! C'mon, man!" The Bash Brothers were trying to break through Julie, Averman, Goldberg, and Luis.
"What are you all, wusses? This happens all the time in my hood." Russ blurted. Jesse nodded in agreement. "Ok, here's the deal. We go to my hood, and James and the boyz will help you learn some tricks."