The Legend of Sir Justice and the South Park Saints: Episode 13: Teacher's Pet (Part 2)
(This part of the episode starts off where the last one leaves off. Sam and Wendy, dressed as Sir Justice and Fuchsia Tigress, are at the gas station that's a few blocks away from the airfield. They are waiting for everyone to arrive)
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: Sammy.
Sam/Sir Justice: What is it, my Wen-Wen?
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: I'm worried.
Sam/Sir Justice: About your father?
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: (Nods her head) I just don't know what Ms. Marlowe is planning on doing with my dad. I don't know if she plans on using him as bait for us, if she plans on killing him, I just don't know.
Sam/Sir Justice: I knew something seemed peculiar about Ms. Marlowe. I wish I could've done something about it then so we didn't have to worry about Mr. Testaburger's safety now.
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: (Looks up into the sky) Dad…father…we're coming to save you. Just hang on. (Looks down at her fists) When I see that old windbag…God only knows what I'll do to her.
Sam/Sir Justice: (Places a hand on Wendy's shoulder to calm her down, and she hugs him as a result) By the end of the night, my sweet, Ms. Marlow shall know the true wrath and power of the South Park Saints.
(Intro song: Resonance by T.M Revolution)
(The intro starts with the town of South Park, and a teenaged Damien looks down on the town from atop a hill)
(Tsunaida tamashii no hi ga mune wo sasu nara? Kotoba yori motto tsuyoi hibiki ga ima kikoeru ka?)
(Enemy soldiers dressed in black are attacking the town and spreading chaos and destruction)
(Roku ni me mo awasazu unmei ni made karandeku Yukisaki moro kabutteru kuenai yoru wo hashire)
(The main characters that include teenaged Samuel/Sir Justice, Kurt/Smith the Kid, Bridgette/the Singing Angel, Ursula/Samurai of Light, Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress, Bebe/Sharp Edge Stevens, Kenny/Mysterion, Cartman/Coon, Butters/Professor Chaos, Stan/Tool Shed, Kyle/Human Kite, Craig/DJ C-Rage, Tweek/Peppy Prince, Token/Tupper Wear, Clyde/Mosquito, Red/Madame Knight, Heidi/Fatal Feline, Annie/Darling Dame, Leon/Beo-Wolf, Mr. Slave/Glamorous Gardener, Jeffrey/Sgt. Stevens, Doug/Cerulean Viper, Cody/Mr. Gentleman, Dr. Sophocles, and Mephesto and his genetic experiments charge into the town ready for the fight of their lives. They all fight off the soldiers)
(Fukaoi shisugita mabushisa ga warui yume ni tsuzuite mo)
(Damien appears along with his 13 commanders (9 of which are Trent, Justin, Ethel, Max, Tobias Shredder, Paris Hilton in her Smiles mask and power suit, Dimitri, Charon, and Ms. Penelope Marlowe). Our heroes look at each other, smirk, pull out their weapons and fight)
(Tsunaida tamashii no hi ga mune wo sasu nara Kotoba yori motto tsuyoi hibiki ga ima kikoeru ka? Deatta wake wa dou datte ii mikitsukerarete Fureta shunkan no kizu no fun dake tashika ni nareru)
(Damien steps forward ready to face our heroes, and they prepare to clash as the title of the fanfic, "The Legend of Sir Justice and the South Park Saints" appears)
(We cut back to the gas station where the other saints, sans for Mephesto, Maria, and Apollo, are gathered)
Cody/Mr. Gentleman: Well, we're all here except for Mephesto, Maria, and Apollo.
Maria/White Mind Maiden: Hang on, here we come! (Maria and Apollo arrive) Sorry we're late, we just had to make sure Apollo had a good disguise so he won't be recognized.
(Apollo is shirtless and hatless, wearing his black pants and loafers, and wearing a black plague doctor's mask)
Millie: But you just took off his hat and shirt and put a plague doctor's mask on him.
Maria/White Mind Maiden: Well we didn't have a lot of time to come up with an elaborate costume.
Sam/Sir Justice: Whatever. Let's just roll with it. So, what's your ego's name?
Apollo: Do I really have to come up with a ridiculous name? What's the point?
Cartman/Coon: Just make one up.
Apollo: Okay fine, if it'll shut you all up. Call me the Psychotic Plague.
Token/Tupper Wear: That's actually not that bad of a name.
Heidi/Fatal Feline: I like it, meow! But not as much as I like a shirtless Apollo, meow!
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: You're barking up the wrong tree, Catwoman.
Heidi/Fatal Feline: Doesn't anyone love me!?
Stan/Tool Shed: (To himself) Come on, Stan, tell Heidi how you feel. (He walks up to her) Uh, Heidi.
Heidi/Fatal Feline: Hmm?
Stan/Tool Shed: (Gets nervous and chickens out as he pats her back and says) There's someone for everyone. You'll find the piece to your puzzle and all that.
Heidi/Fatal Feline: Aww, thank you Stan. You're such a good friend, meow!
(Then Mephesto comes up with yet another monstrosity. This one is just a bear with the quills of a porcupine)
Mephesto: Sorry I'm late! I just had to pick a perfect hybrid to use.
Leon/Beo-Wolf: And this is the one that's going to help us?
Mephesto: Precisely! Saints, I'd like to introduce you all to the Bearcupine!
(Everyone just stares at it)
Kurt/Smith the Kid: Twenty dollars says that thing dies by the end of the night.
Mephesto: Trust me, everyone, the Bearcupine is the ultimate fighting machine, and will be instrumental in taking on Marlowe.
Red/Madame Knight: Whatever you say…but we still think that thing is going to get killed somehow.
Sam/Sir Justice: Alright. Our circle is complete.
Kyle/Human Kite: Yeah, about that, do you really need all of us to go with you and Wendy?
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: You heard what Marlowe said on the phone. She said that she has countless henchmen. Sam and I could go alone…but it would be a suicide mission.
Sam/Sir Justice: We figured it'd be better if we all go together so that way we stand a bit more of a chance. You know what they say: Safety in numbers.
Sophocles: (Puffs on a cigarette) So true. Great thinking, Sam.
Clyde/Mosquito: What's the plan, Sam?
Sam/Sir Justice: While Wendy and I were waiting for you all to show up, we snuck over to the airfield to do some re-con on this cargo plane. We noticed that there are a lot of wooden crates there. Wooden crates that we can hide in and ride to Grand Isle. It's going to be cramped, but how else are we going to get to the island?
Cody/Mr. Gentleman: We don't even have to use the cargo plane at all. I have a private jet. We could've flown there on that.
Sam/Sir Justice: While that is a good idea, my fear is that Marlowe will notice us and she'll gun us down before we even make it to the island.
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: She's expecting us to come after her so she'll probably pull out all of the stops all for the sake of wiping us out.
Sam/Sir Justice: The plan is this: We each hop into a crate, ride about 5-6 hours to the island, Marlowe's goons will place us on some truck that'll hopefully take us to Mr. Testaburger's location, we'll bust out of the crates, bust Marlowe's plans, save Mr. Testaburger, and put that old bitch in handcuffs. It's a simple plan, but one that'll prove to be effective.
Ursula/Samurai of Light: How are we going to get home though?
Sam/Sir Justice: Like Cody said, he has a private jet that we can ride in. We'll take that home.
Cody/Mr. Gentleman: Ah, excellent!
Sam/Sir Justice: Alright guys, that's the game plan. Let's move out! For the Cerulean Viper!
Saints: YEAH!
(As the 29 Saints march off for the airfield, but Kelly Rutherford follows close behind, making sure not to catch their attention. We then cut to said airfield where the saints are gathered in some bushes, spying on four of Marlowe's men as they are loading crates into the cargo plane. All of Marlowe's men are wearing tuxedos with red ties and black framed sunglasses with black lenses)
Kenny/Mysterion: Whoa, check out all of those crates.
Annie/Darling Dame: Are all of them really going to Grand Isle?
Sam/Sir Justice: Looks like it. (The coast becomes clear as the guards take a short break. Sam turns to his team) Alright, it looks like the coast is clear for now. On the count of three, we run to those crates. We need to find some empty ones that we can ride in. Once we find an empty one, hop inside it! From there we play the waiting game. So get ready everybody, because we only have one shot. 1, 2, 3!
(With that said, all of the saints scurry to find an empty crate. After a while, all 29 manage to find an empty crate to hideout and ride in (Mephesto managed to find a separate crate for the Bearcupine). Kelly manages to catch up to everyone else and finds a crate of her own to hide out in. She hops inside and closes it)
Kelly: (To herself) I just have to be very quiet in here. As far as Sam and his friends are concerned, I'm still hanging out at Wendy's place. They have no idea that I'm here. I can't make any sounds. It won't be easy, but I'll do my best.
(Suddenly, Kelly feels the crate get lifted on to a hand truck and get wheeled to the cargo plane. The crates that have our heroes in them soon get put on hand trucks and wheeled to the plane as well. Sam manages to take a peek at the plane through a small hole in the crate's wood. Eventually our heroes are placed inside the plane)
Henchmen #1: Well, that's the last of them.
Henchmen #2: Good. Now let's get back to Grand Isle. (They close the door to the cargo hold as they make their way to the stairs that takes them to the cockpit) Hey I just had a bad thought.
Henchmen #3: What is it?
Henchmen #2: What if some kids just hopped into these crates without us noticing and they're coming with us to the island.
Henchmen #4: Don't even joke about that. I'm stressed out enough as it is, and I just can't deal with intruders on our home front today, man. My wife is due any day now and I'm still stressing out about how I'm going to pay for hospital bills.
Henchmen #1: You'll find a way Dixon, you always have.
Henchmen #4: Thanks, bud.
(The four henchmen enter the plane and it takes off for Grand Isle)
(On the plane, our heroes decide to talk)
Bebe/Sharp Edge Stevens: I don't think anyone else is here. I think we're free to talk now.
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: Perfect, because I have a few rules I'd like to lay down if we're going to be in these crates for the next few hours. Rule #1: No farting. I do not want to smell anybody's butt air the entire ride.
Cartman/Coon: Probably a bad time to mention that I had a quick snack at Taco Bell before we started this mission.
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: Of course you did. Anyway, Rule #2, no singing!
Millie: No singing?!
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: No singing, no whistling, no humming!
Millie: Well then what the hell are we supposed to do?
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: I don't care, sleep! Which brings me to Rule #3: No snoring.
Jeffrey/Sgt. Stevens: Wha-! How the hell are we supposed to do that?! We cannot control what our bodies do!
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: I don't care, just don't snore.
Craig/DJ C-Rage: Anymore ridiculous rules we should follow?
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: Just one more and I'm done. Rule #4, and this is the big one, absolutely no complaining! I don't care if you're tired, I don't care if you're hungry, I don't care if your legs are cramping up in your crate, I don't care if you have to use the bathroom. The moment I hear anything that remotely sounds like a complaint, I am telepathically sewing your lips together! Are we clear?
Craig/DJ C-Rage: (Sarcastically) Yes, we are so clear?
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: Bonus rule: No sassing me.
Red/Madame Knight: (Sarcastically) Oh that's a great rule.
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: What did I say?!
Butters/Professor Chaos: Golly, Sam, you're the leader, why does he get to make the rules? (No answer) Uh Sam? (No answer) SAM!
Sam/Sir Justice: (Takes out his ear buds to his MP3 Player) Oh, sorry, I was listening to music. I couldn't hear you.
Butters/Professor Chaos: Okay then. Maria, he's your brother, why don't you put him in his place.
Maria/White Mind Maiden: Just let him have this one. He's the newbie to the group.
Butters/Professor Chaos: Whatever, y'all homies be useless.
Alex Slave/Glamorous Gardener: (Takes out a pen and a puzzle book) Hey, I'm going to be doing some crosswords, but that doesn't mean I don't want to talk.
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: Sure, whatever.
(Later in the flight, our heroes aren't talking. They are all very quiet with nothing to say. The silence is broken with)
Sam/Sir Justice: (Starts clapping the opening instrumentals to Rixton's "Me and My Broken Hearts")
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: (Starts tapping her fists against the wall of her crate to create the guitar for the song)
Cody/Mr. Gentleman: (Singing) All I need is a little love in my life. All I need is a little love in the ark. A little but I'm hoping it might kick start me and my broken heart.
Bebe/Sharp Edge Stevens: (Singing) I need a little loving tonight. Hold me so I'm not falling apart. A little but I'm hoping it might kicks tart me and my broker heart.
Bridgette/Singing Angel: (Singing) Shotgun, aimed at my heart, you got one. Tear me apart in this song. How do we call this love?
Clyde/Mosquito: (Singing) I tried, to run away but your eyes tell me to stay oh why…Why do we call this love?
Tweek/Peppy Prince: (Singing) It seems like we've been losing control.
Tweek/Peppy Prince & Craig/DJ C-Rage: (Singing) Somebody tell me I'm not alone when I say…
All Saints (Except for Apollo, Bearcupine, and Kelly): All I need is a little love in my life. All I need is a little love in the dark. A little but I'm hoping it might kick start me and my broken heart. I need a little loving tonight. Hold me so I'm not falling apart. A little but I'm hoping it might kick start me and my broken heart!
Apollo: God damn it! What did I say about singing!
Kyle/Human Kite: Sorry, dude, but we just couldn't resist. We have nothing better to do.
Sam/Sir Justice: Guys, I had a really lame idea. But I thought we were pretty good. What do you guys think?
(The other saints agree with him)
Sam/Sir Justice: Okay well…I was thinking when we get back to South Park, we pitch an idea to the Guess Clothing Company: South Park Saints Christmas Album!
Kevin: Oh my god! Yes! We need to do that!
Token/Tupper Wear: I will start a Go Fund Me page just so we can make that happen.
Kenny/Mysterion: Maybe we can do covers to other songs do.
Kurt/Smith the Kid: I can sing a killer Kryptonite.
Leon/Beo-Wolf: I'm trying to sing Slim Shady. Once I get the rhythm down pat, I'd love to sing the cover to that song.
Millie: This is my song right here, I'm going to turn you guys on to it. (Singing) It's a lot like Romeo and Juliet! It feels like something's happening to me! In the summertime! I met a guy he was so fine! He blew my mind…
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: This is why I said no singing…because you guys won't shut up!
(Later in the flight, still)
Heidi/Fatal Feline: (Sigh) Apollo…
Apollo/Psycho Plague: What?
Heidi/Fatal Feline: I know you said not to complain about being hungry…BUT I'M FUCKING STARVING IN HERE!
Apollo/Psycho Plague: Sorry, I can't help you.
Stan/Tool Shed: Heidi, I have an idea that might help you cope with your hunger pangs. I remember when I was a little boy, about 3-4 years old, my favorite cartoon was Little Bear. I remember one episode they had something called a "Because Party." Anyway, there was one scene where they imagined the food they'd be eating since they didn't bring any food. It worked somehow and they got full. Maybe it has something to do with psychology, I don't know.
Heidi/Fatal Feline: Where are you going with this?
Stan/Tool Shed: I'm saying we imagine a dinner party like they did. Maybe it'll work.
Heidi/Fatal Feline: It's sounds like a lame idea, but I'm so hungry that I'm willing to try almost anything to make the hunger go away.
Stan/Tool Shed: Perfect! So who wants to host this party?
Butters/Professor Chaos: Oh! Me! Me! For the love of God, me!
Stan/Tool Shed: Alright, Butters, let's see what you've got.
Butters/Professor Chaos: Yes!
Kenny/Mysterion: Before we begin, Stan, I have a question. Can I imagine a hot babe with nice breasts to eat with me?
Stan/Tool Shed: It's Butters' imaginary dinner party.
Butters/Professor Chaos: And I say no. I want it to be a classy dinner party.
Bebe/Sharp Edge Stevens: So I guess I can't imagine my deceased cat Thumper?
Butters/Professor Chaos: No, you can't, Bebe. I'm sorry. Anyway, let's take a look at what we're having for dinner. I'm thinking a nice big London Broil Steak that's been cooking on the grill. But no seasoning or steak sauce. I like my steak plain.
Clyde/Mosquito: (Starts to lose interest) Oh, okay.
Butters/Professor Chaos: Now, no carbs with this meal. We want to stay fit for when we kick butt.
Annie/Darling Dame: Aw, but I like my steak with potatoes or rice. That's how Kurty always serves his steaks.
Kurt/Smith the Kid: Yeah, Butters, why can't we imagine whatever we want.
Butters/Professor Chaos: Because it's my dinner party, and you will eat what I give you. Anyway, vegetables. I'm thinking broccoli and spinach.
Millie: Blech! I hate broccoli!
Red/Madame Knight: I want some corn on the cob.
Tweek/Peppy Prince: Would it be possible if I could get biscuits with butter?
Leon/Beo-Wolf: For my biscuits can I have olive oil?
Butters/Professor Chaos: No biscuits, no corn on the cob, you'll eat what I serve because it's my dinner party.
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: Well then take us there!
Butters/Professor Chaos: Okay! Chill out, yelling at me and stuff. Alright, everybody needs a beverage.
Alex Slave/Glamorous Gardener: Is it an orange cream soda? Oh, or maybe a milkshake.
Butters/Professor Chaos: It's none of that. The beverage in question is Gatorade. And it's going to be my favorite flavor: blue!
Sam/Sir Justice: Dude, blue is not a flavor. How do you taste blue?
Ursula/Samurai of Light: And besides, which blue Gatorade are we talking about? There's Blue Cherry, Arctic Blitz, Glacier Freeze, Cool Blue.
Butters/Professor Chaos: Okay, any blue Gatorade, how about that?
Ursula/Samurai of Light: Good.
Butters/Professor Chaos: Well, that's dinner everybody. Dig in!
(Everyone pretends that they're eating Butters' "meal," but then…)
Bridgette/Singing Angel: Hey, Butters, how did you cook this steak anyway?
Butters/Professor Chaos: Oh I cooked them rare. Nice and bloody.
Bridgette/Singing Angel: (Shudders) Eww!
Cody/Mr. Gentleman: I hate rare meat! (Pretends to spit out the steak)
Butters/Professor Chaos: No, stop! Don't spit it out! Just imagine that the steak tastes good, okay.
Cartman/Coon: Mmm-mmm-mmm! So delicious.
Butters/Professor Chaos: You guys hear Cartman in his crate? He's enjoying the food.
Cartman/Coon: What? Oh no, I'm not imagining your food. I'm imagining a delicious surf and turf that consists of lobster tails, jumbo shrimp, and skirt steak.
Jeffrey/Sgt. Stevens: You had me at jumbo shrimp!
Heidi/Fatal Feline: I want that! I want what Cartman's having!
Cartman/Coon: Go ahead everybody, it's right in front of you. And so are the biscuits, corn on the cob, and potatoes that you all desire.
Red/Madame Knight: Woo-hoo!
Annie/Darling Dame: Alright!
Cartman/Coon: Hey Kenny, Bebe, do you know what else comes with your food?
Kenny/Mysterion: What?
Cartman/Coon: A busty babe for Kenny, and Thumper for Bebe.
Kenny/Mysterion: Oh yes! (Pretends to hug a hot woman) Come here baby!
Bebe/Sharp Edge Stevens: (Pretends to nuzzle a cat) Aw, Thumper-Wumper! I wuv you so much!
Butters/Professor Chaos: No! No! No surf and turf, no cats, no buxom chicks! Stop ruining this for me, dang it!
Maria/White Mind Maiden: (Makes a whirring sound)
Butters/Professor Chaos: Maria, what are you doing?!
Maria/White Mind Maiden: Oh, I'm just making some delicious vanilla milkshakes for everybody. I even threw cherries on top of them.
Cody/Mr. Gentleman: Maria, you are a lifesaver! You're awesome.
Maria/White Mind Maiden: I know I am.
Sophocles: You got any chocolate straws?
Maria/White Mind Maiden: I have all the sweets you'll ever need, doc.
Butters/Professor Chaos: No, this isn't going how I wanted it to!
Craig/DJ-C Rage: Screw you and your shitty ass food, Butters.
Butters/Professor Chaos: Okay, you know what? CRASH! (Pretends to knock the plates and glasses off of an imaginary table) Now everything is broken on the floor!
(The rest of the gang make noises of disapproval)
Butters/Professor Chaos: (Pretends to flip a table) Now I'm flipping the table, SMASH! (Pretends to throw something) Now I'll break a plate! BOOM! CRASH!
(As this debacle continues on, the gang hears laughter…coming from Apollo's crate)
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: (Laughs uncontrollably) Oh God, you guys are so fun!
Maria/White Mind Maiden: That's the first time I've heard Apollo laugh in ages.
Heidi/Fatal Feline: Apollo, did you enjoy this?
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: (Stops laughing) Uh, what I meant to say was that you guys are fun-nominally stupid! Yeah, that's it!
Kevin: You say you didn't have fun, but your mind and heart are wishing that this could've gone on for longer.
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: SHUT UP!
(Later…again)
Sam/Sir Justice: (Looks at his watch to see that they've been flying for four and a half hours) We must be getting pretty close. We've been trapped in these crates for almost five hours.
Token/Tupper Wear: It's about time.
Tweek/Peppy Prince: Hey everyone, I'm going to let you all in on a little secret. I'm scared of flying. I never could get on a plane or other assorted airborne vehicles. So this is the first time I've ever gotten on a plane, and it would be a damn shame to die now. However, we still have a little more time left on this flight, anything is possible, so just in case we all go down in a big fireball of death and destruction, can I just confess something to get it off my chest?
Sam/Sir Justice: If it'll make you feel any better, go ahead dude.
Tweek/Peppy Prince: Thanks, um…I don't know how to say this but…Craig has a Pittsburg Steelers jersey, I saw him wearing it the other day when I came over to his house.
Craig/DJ C-Rage: What!? That's a secret, Tweek!
Kurt/Smith the Kid: Dude, don't tell me it's Roethlisberger.
Craig/DJ C-Rage: Of course it's Roethlisberger, he's the best damn quarterback in the history of the sport!
Clyde/Mosquito: Holy shit, dude!
Butters/Professor Chaos: (Starts screaming uncontrollably)
(The other Saints shout at and reprimand Craig for his sin)
Craig/DJ C-Rage: I'm sorry but I don't know why you're getting mad at me for. Sam, Kurt, Bridgette, and Ursula are Texans fans.
Stan/Tool Shed: That's understandable because they're Houston natives! I mean, I don't get it! A Steelers jersey?! Don't you have any Broncos jerseys?
Craig/DJ C-Rage: No, in my opinion, the Broncos suck.
Leon/Beo-Wolf: Blasphemy!
(The rest of the gang yells at him some more)
Craig/DJ C-Rage: Okay, truthfully, how many super bowls have the Broncos won? Less than the Steelers I'll tell you that!
Kevin: Fuck you! You are a traitor!
Craig/DJ C-Rage: Okay, you know what, I have something that I want to confess. Hey, Mr. Stevens.
Jeffrey/Sgt. Stevens: Yes?
Craig/DJ C-Rage: You remember those shoes that your daughter gave to you a few years back for your birthday?
Jeffrey/Sgt. Stevens: Oh those nice leather ones?
Craig/DJ C-Rage: Yeah, guess what, that's not real leather! She brought a pair of cheap knock offs!
Bebe/Sharp Edge Stevens: Gah! Why the hell are you blowing up my spot! (Sigh) I'm sorry, daddy.
Jeffrey/Sgt. Stevens: Don't worry, sweetie, it's all in the past. I'm not stressing about it. Besides, I think the knock offs you gave me are very comfy. And I'm not just saying that. I never lie.
Bebe/Sharp Edge Stevens: Well I'm glad you liked them. Anyway, as long as we're all "tattling" on each other: Heidi enlisted me to take pictures of the boys in the locker room while they shower. I was against the idea, but she didn't care.
(The guys are disturbed by that)
Cartman/Coon: Heidi, what the hell!
Heidi/Fatal Feline: I can't help it if I have a healthy interest in the opposite sex.
Token/Tupper Wear: A healthy interest?! You're a goddamn pervert!
Craig/DJ C-Rage: We have every right to sue your ass for sexual harassment right now!
Kurt/Smith the Kid: You are one sick puppy!
Heidi/Fatal Feline: No, I'm a cat. Meow! Anyway, if we're still playing the blame game, I'd like to say that while Red and Kevin were dating, you know before Sam and his gang came along, Red made Kevin a beautiful painting…he threw it away.
Red/Madame Knight: Is this true?
Kevin: Okay fine, yes, but it's not what you think.
Red/Madame Knight: Save it, Kev! I was right to break up with you!
Ursula/Samurai of Light: Whoa, whoa, whoa! My red velvet cake, you dated Kevin.
Red/Madame Knight: Bear in mind, Ursu, this was back in my "Straight Days."
Kevin: Moving right along, I'd also like to tattle. Kyle, do you remember back in the 3rd grade when you invited me and Cartman over to play video games and you got mad at me because I ate the last chocolate brownie? I wasn't the one who ate it…it was him! He made me lie about it so that way he could get off Scott-free!
Cartman/Coon: Goddamn you, Kevin!
Kyle/Human Kite: Goddamn Kevin? Goddamn you! I told you not to touch that brownie!
Sam/Sir Justice: Okay, guys, chill out! It's clear that the conditions we are traveling in are making us all very cranky, which cause us to reveal stuff about our respective pasts.
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: I don't know about you guys, but I was enjoying this.
Sam/Sir Justice: Let's just all try and stay calm until we get there. Save all of that pent up anger for when we get to Marlowe and whoop her ass for taking Mr. Testaburger away from us!
Mephesto: Just hang on one more minute. There's something I'd like to confess. (Inhales deeply) I was at Chappaquiddick. Teddy Kennedy, the bridge, the girl, the car. I played a major role.
Sophocles: What…
Annie/Darling Dame: Mr. Mephesto, we weren't confessing, we were tattling. Keep up.
(Suddenly, they feel the cargo plane shake…the plane has landed)
Tweek/Peppy Prince: Oh God, are we crashing!?
Sam/Sir Justice: No. I think we're landing!
Alex Slave/Glamorous Gardener: Good. I can finally stretch my legs.
(They feel the plane come to a complete stop)
Sam/Sir Justice: Alright guys, the plane has stopped. Marlowe's men are going to come for us. Remember. Nobody moves, and nobody makes any sort of noise. Got it?
Saints: Yes!
(Marlowe's four henchmen open up the door to the cargo hold and start taking the crates off of the plane. Once all of the crates are off the plane, we see two more of Marlowe's men drive into the airfield with a truck. They get out of the truck to greet their comrades)
Henchmen #1: Right on schedule.
Henchmen #5: Hello gentlemen. How was the flight?
Henchmen #3: Surprisingly very smooth.
Henchmen #6: So, shall we load these crates into the truck. Ms. Marlowe is waiting.
Henchmen #2: Of course.
Henchmen #5: May we take a look inside some of these crates. You know, make sure we got the correct order?
Henchmen #1: I guess it wouldn't hurt.
(The Saints are scarred as to what's going to happen. Kelly is in her crate, hoping that they don't look in her crate. Nevertheless, the Saints get ready to fight Marlowe's henchmen. The six henchmen walk up to a crate and open up…Sophocles' crate)
Sophocles: Hey…what's up?
Henchmen #4: Oh boy. I was afraid of this.
Henchmen #5: What are you doing here old man?
Sophocles: Oh…it was just some…crazy thing…I was dared to…HYAH! (Jumps up out of the crate)
Henchmen #1: Shoot him!
(The six henchmen take out guns and start shooting at Sophocles, who takes out his scythe and spins it around to deflect the bullets. The bullets hit the truck and it explodes. Sophocles lands on his feet and charges at the six henchmen)
Sophocles: Paralysis Pummel!
(He hits the six guards' pressure points on their bodies and paralyzes them and they fall to the ground)
Sophocles: Alright, gang, you can come out now.
(The rest of the Saints, sans for Kelly, come out of their crates)
Henchmen #1: Oh God. You're those South Park Saints Ms. Marlowe warned us about.
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: Damn right! (Grabs Henchmen #1 by the collar and glares at him in the eye) Now where is my father!
Henchmen #1: The blue gi, gentleman? Ms. Marlowe took him to her mansion in the middle of the island. I'm only telling you this because you lot will never make it to him…alive.
Sam/Sir Justice: (Takes out his lightsaber) Is that a death threat?!
Henchmen #1: No, it's a fact. Because Grand Isle is practically swarming with gun slinging, blade wielding goons like us. They'll kill you all before you even reach the mansion.
Sam/Sir Justice: What a coincidence. We're all a bunch of gun slinging, blade wielding goons too, but I'm willing to bet that our weapons are miles better than the shit you have.
Henchmen #1: Make my day, brat!
Sam/Sir Justice: I shall. Wendy, do you want to lead the way, or should I?
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: I'd be happy to. Come on gang, let's go save my dad!
(The Saints leave, and Kelly comes out of her crate)
Kelly: Well, they're gone. Time for me to get to that mansion, and save Mr. Testaburger for Sam! Then he'll see that I'm the right girl for him!
Henchmen #2: Oh god, there's another one.
Kelly: Hey, what's up?
(Suddenly, some reinforcements enter the airfield to come to the aide of the six henchmen. They see that Kelly is there)
Kelly: Uh-oh!
Henchmen #7: Who are you?
Henchmen #8: Die! (The reinforcements start shooting at her and Kelly runs away from them screaming)
(Meanwhile, in another part of the island, the South Park Saints are looking around, trying to find the path to Marlowe's mansion. They appear to be in a town area with cobblestone streets)
Sophocles: This place doesn't look too different from South Park Hills. The only difference is that it's more desolate.
Cody/Mr. Gentleman: I read that during Hurricane Katrina, this island somehow managed to end up unscathed. So that's why the buildings and trees appear to be intact.
Bridgette/Singing Angel: And yet there doesn't seem to be any signs of life other than Marlowe's minions. How odd. I mean, was this island populated?
Cody/Mr. Gentleman: Yeah, but something happened in 2018 that caused all of the island's inhabitants to mysteriously vanish.
Stan/Tool Shed: We should all probably stay close.
Heidi/Fatal Feline: Good plan.
(Meanwhile, Wendy is staring in the direction of Marlowe's mansion. She can see it in the distance)
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: Hang on, dad, we're coming to save you.
Sam/Sir Justice: Still worried about your father, babe?
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: Of course I am. I don't know what Marlowe is doing to him right now, if she's even planning on doing something to him.
Sam/Sir Justice: I share your concerns too. I know your father and I got off on the wrong foot a few years back, but as time passed we learned to respect and love each other like a real father and son. He taught me how to play darts like a real father would, he would offer me a ride to school if I needed it, he was always there to help us out on missions. He is the real definition of a father.
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: Which is why we have to do everything in our power to save him. My dad is too great of a man and an even better South Park Saint. We have to get him home even if it's the last thing I do.
Sam/Sir Justice: I understand. Mark my words, babe, by the end of the night Mr. Testaburger will be coming home safe and sound with us.
Jeffrey/Sgt. Stevens: (Calls out to Sam and Wendy) Hey, you two ready to press on to the mansion?
Sam/Sir Justice: Yeah! (The two teens hurry to the rest of their group) We're ready. (Looks around) Uh, where's Butters?
Butters/Professor Chaos: Hey, you guys. You might want to take a look at this.
(Butters points down an alleyway and the Saints see a van just sitting there with some of Marlowe's men in it)
Annie/Darling Dame: Hey what's that?
(The van starts driving towards our heroes and the window to the front passenger seat rolls down. An arm holding a gun appears)
Saints: OH SHIT!
(Our heroes begin to run away as the henchmen give chase and try and shoot at them)
Sam/Sir Justice: (Gets behind the group and whips out his guns) Falcon's Blast!
(He fires his attacks at the van to try and scare them off, but it just stops and some of Marlowe's henchmen jump out and try to chase the gang on foot)
(The South Park Saints run down an alley way to try and lose the henchmen, but another henchmen is standing on top of a roof with a sniper)
Red/Madame Knight: (Takes out a crossbow) Crossbow of Honor! (Fires an arrow and nails the sniping henchmen in the throat as he falls off the roof and onto the ground dead)
Token/Tupper Wear: (Takes the sniper gun from the dead minion) I'll be taking that!
(They keep running down the alley way where they come across a dead end…with two more of Marlowe's men ready for them with big machetes)
Kenny/Mysterion: Guys, we've got company!
Craig/DJ C-Rage: (His boombox morphs into armored hands) Move it! Out of the way! Coming through! Boom Bop! (He hits the two minions in the face and knocks them unconscious)
Sam/Sir Justice: (Looks up at the roof to the house in front of him, then looks at a dumpster in the corner) I think we can get up there if we use that dumpster. Kurt, help me move it!
Kurt/Smith the Kid: Got it, buddy! (Him and Sam move the dumpster and everyone starts to climb up to the rooftops)
Annie/Darling Dame: (Walks up to the unconscious guards and picks up the machetes) These could come in handy. (Ties them to her person with the sash on her wrap skirt) That'll work as a make shift holster.
Millie: Annie, I hear footsteps! They're coming!
Annie/Darling Dame: I'm on my way!
(Two of Marlowe's henchmen turn the corner and start shooting at our heroes again. Kurt, already on the rooftop, stays behind and tries to hold them off so that his comrades can have time to escape)
Kurt/Smith the Kid: Go ahead of me! I'll catch up with you guys! (Takes out his revolvers) Radiant Revolvers!
(Kurt fires a few blasts, slowing down the enemy's attack. The rest of the Saints manage to get by unscathed)
Kyle/Human Kite: Kurt, come on!
Kurt/Smith the Kid: I'm coming, just hold on! (Marlowe's men start shooting at him again, causing him to scream like a little girl and runaway on the rooftops with his friends)
Henchmen #9: Damn it!
(On the rooftops, our heroes are still running away)
Sam/Sir Justice: (Sees Marlowe's mansion in the distance) There's the mansion! I see it!
(They look and see that they have to start jumping across buildings)
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: We're all going to have to jump.
Jeffrey/Sgt. Stevens: Like hell I am. (Looks and finds a long plank of wood that he places down to use as a bridge. As that's happening three more minions climb up a ladder and make it to the building across from our heroes. They take out guns)
Stan/Tool Shed: Go away! Wrench-a-rang! (Throws his wrench and knocks the three minions out cold. The wrench comes back to Stan)
Sam/Sir Justice: Let's go!
(Our heroes make their way across many buildings, taking out any guards that found them. Eventually they run out of buildings to jump over, and they have to jump down onto the roof of a warehouse that's across from them. They jump and find an open sky light window which they all enter to avoid getting caught by Marlowe's men)
(Inside the warehouse, our heroes duck down and get away from any windows in case Marlowe's men decide to look inside)
Jeffrey/Sgt. Stevens: (Panting) I'm getting too old for this shit.
Maria/White Mind Maiden: Does anyone hear Marlowe's henchmen outside?
(There is a brief silence)
Butters/Professor Chaos: No, I think we lost them.
Alex Slave/Glamorous Gardener: Jesus Christ, it's so dark in here. Can somebody try and find a light?
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: Don't worry, I've got this. (She conjures up a fireball with her boxing gloves, and holds it, using it as a make-shift lantern)
Alex Slave/Glamorous Gardener: Ah! Much better.
(Everyone looks around and they are shocked at what they see)
Mephesto: Sweet mother of God!
(They look and see that the warehouse is full of weapons, vans, helicopters, and tanks)
Kevin: Look at all of these weapons.
Cartman/Coon: Forget the weapons. Check out all of these vehicles.
Millie: I've never seen this many weapons and vehicles in one place. Honestly.
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: I have to hand it to this Marlowe lady. She doesn't fool around.
Kenny/Mysterion: Marlowe must be planning some kind of an attack if she has all of these weapons and vehicles in storage.
Sam/Sir Justice: If she is, then we need to stop her ASAP!
Cody/Mr. Gentlemen: First things first. We need to find Marlowe's mansion while staying the hell away from any of her minions.
Kevin: Leave that to me. (He grabs another vaccine, and one painful transformation later he has the ears and feet of a bunny rabbit)
Tweek/Peppy Prince: Gosh, Kev, you look so cute as a rabbit.
Kevin: With these rabbit ears, I could probably hear Marlowe's men easier. Just trust in me and we'll get to the mansion in no time.
Sam/Sir Justice: Perfect, let's go. (They leave the warehouse and continue their trek to the mansion)
(Meanwhile, Kelly is in another part of the island town getting chased by an angry mob of Marlowe's men)
Kelly: AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
Henchmen #10: Intruder alert! Stop her! She's allied with those Saints!
(Kelly keeps running until she finds a dumpster to hide away in. She jumps in and the angry mob runs past her. She pokes her head out of the dumpster to find that the coast is clear)
Kelly: Phew! I got those guys off my tail for now! But there has to be some way that I can walk through this town without getting chased down by those Men's Warehouse Model Wannabes. (She then looks in the trash to find a tuxedo with a hole in the sleeve and a ripped pant leg, some old loafers, a rusty machete, and a dusty fedora hat) Hmm…
(Cue Stayin' Alive by the BeeGees)
(The next scene has Kelly walking down the streets of the Grand Isle town, disguised as one of Marlowe's men. Her hair is tucked inside the fedora, and she's wearing the worn out suit over her clothes. She passes by some of Marlowe's other henchmen)
(Well you can tell by the way I use my walk I'm a woman's man! No time to talk! Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around since I was born. And now it's all right, it's okay. And you may look the other way. We can try to understand the New York Times' effect on man!)
Kelly: (With masculine voice) Hey, how you doing, mate?
Henchmen #11: I'm fine, thank you.
Kelly: (Spots another minion) Hey, hey, hey! How's the family, buddy?
Henchmen #12: (Gives thumbs up) A-okay! My daughter just got accepted into Yale!
Kelly: Make sure she practices safe sex!
Henchmen #12: Don't worry, she's a good girl.
Kelly: (Spots another minion) Yo, we meeting up at the bar after this?
Henchmen #13: Oh, ho, ho! You know it, man! Drinks are on me tonight!
Kelly: (Giving a thumbs up) Alright, alright, alright!
(Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother you're stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Feelt he city breakin' and everybody shakin' and we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Ah, ha, ha, ha stayin' alive, stayin' alive. Ah, ha, ha, ha stayin' alive)
Kelly: (To herself) This is going better than I thought it would. I'll be at this Marlowe lady's mansion in no time flat. I'm going to be the hero for once, save Mr. Testaburger, and Sammy will be so impressed with me that I'll leave Wendy and beg for me to take him back. This will happen or my name isn't Kelly Magenta Rutherford-Menskin. (She continues on her merry way)
(Meanwhile, our Saints finally make it to Marlowe's mansion: A big and tall building painted in white with black shingles on the roof and a helipad on the top. The lawn is big and neatly cut with small Pickett fences all over the place)
Sam/Sir Justice: Marlowe's Mansion!
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: We finally made it! Hang on, dad, we're coming!
Cody/Mr. Gentleman: Hmm, I wonder what these small fences are used for?
Kyle/Human Kite: This yard is pretty big. Maybe Marlowe and her henchmen use the front yard as a sort of training ground for battle?
Cody/Mr. Gentleman: That would be the most logical explanation.
Sam/Sir Justice: Come on, everyone, let's find a way inside the mansion. As per usual it'd be very idiotic to use the front door.
(Meanwhile, Penelope Marlowe is inside the mansion, more specifically the mansion's inner sanctum, and she's watching our heroes on a monitor)
Marlowe: (Chuckles to herself) Well now, it's about time you naughty Saints showed up. You've been keeping my boys waiting.
(Marlowe snaps her fingers, and when she does, the front door immediately opens and hordes of Marlowe's men pour out of the mansion's front door. The minions with guns start to shoot at our heroes and they immediately hide behind the Pickett fences)
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: I knew this would be too easy.
Alex Slave/Glamorous Gardener: Jesus! These goons are everywhere!
Mephesto: Anyone else thinking about calling a full retreat? I sincerely doubt we can handle all of these guys.
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: Don't give up, everyone! We've come this far, I know we can beat them if we just try! Besides, I'm not leaving my father behind.
Sam/Sir Justice: Wendy's right! As long as we're all still alive and well, we can fight!
Cartman/Coon: That's right, Sam. Just hang on, I'll be right back (Gets away from the fight).
Stan/Tool Shed: Dude, where are you going?!
Cartman/Coon: Just trust me! (He leaves)
Kyle/Human Kite: I can't believe Cartman's actually leaving at a time like this!
Heidi/Fatal Feline: We'll be fine without him, meow! Right now let's go bust some heads! (She storms out on the battlefield using the speed pads on her paws. She manages to dodge any enemy fire and get up close to some of Marlowe's minions) Kitty's Claws!
(Heidi slashes away at any of Marlowe's minions, and they either retreat or bleed out)
Stan/Tool Shed: Heidi is going to get herself killed, I've got to do something! (He runs out and sees one of Marlowe's men about to shoot Heidi while she's not looking)
Henchmen #14: Goodbye, kitty!
Stan/Tool Shed: Hectic Hammer! (He knocks the henchman unconscious and grabs his gun) Heidi, catch! (He throws the gun at her and she catches it) You're going to need it if we're dealing with guys like these!
Heidi/Fatal Feline: Thanks, Stan! (She sees more guards coming, and she whips out her new gun) Look out now! The kitty cat has a gun and she refuses to take her medication! (Laughs maniacally as she fires at the mob)
Henchmen #15: (Charges at Stan) Come here, handy man!
Stan/Tool Shed: Drill Launcher! (Fires a drill bit right in the henchman's eye)
Maria/White Mind Maiden: Hey, why should you two have all of the fun, save some for the rest of us!
Heidi/Fatal Feline: Come on out of hiding then, there's plenty of fun to go around, meow!
Sam/Sir Justice: Come on, everyone, let's do this! Charge!
(The rest of the Saints come out and fight)
Mephesto: Bearcupine, use Quill Shooter! (The Bearcupine shoots its quills at Marlowe's henchmen, killing them. But more are still coming) Pointed Roll, let's go! (Bearcupine rolls up in a ball and mows down the mob of minions)
Bridgette/Singing Angel: Sparking Drum Roll! (Fires electricity from her drum sticks, electrocuting some henchmen)
Cody/Mr. Gentleman: Fantasia of Riches: Ultimax! (Fires a blast of energy at three minions)
Bebe/Sharp Edge Stevens: Blade Storm! (Throws swords at some minions, and impales them)
Kevin: Rabbit Kick! (Kicks some henchmen with his rabbit feet)
Apollo/Psychotic Plague & Maria/White Mind Maiden: Psycho Bomb! (They throw bombs composed of blue and pink energy at the minions)
Millie: Righteous Shotguns! (Blows some minions away with her shotguns)
Kenny/Mysterion: Conundrum Shooter! (Fires a blast from his ray gun, hitting any nearby henchmen)
Tweek/Peppy Prince: Hyper Voice! (Shouts loud into his megaphone, and the sound waves knock the henchmen down)
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: Wrath of the Tigress! (Throws a big fireball at some minions. After the attack she looks up and sees a bunch of snipers on the roof) Shit, look out everyone! Snipers!
(Everyone now dodges attacks from the henchmen on the ground and the snipers on the roof)
Clyde/Mosquito: Don't worry, I got this! (Flies up and faces one of the snipers) Mosquito Mob: Savage Swarm! (The brown mosquito robots swarm the sniper, and he falls of the roof trying to swat them away)
Annie/Darling Dame: (Flies up after him) You could use some help! (Takes out her uzis) Bullets of the Rising Sun! (Fires bullets at another sniper, killing him)
Butters/Professor Chaos: (Flies up to face a sniper) Electro Ball! (Fires balls of electricity from his fingertips, electrocuting the sniper, causing him to fall of the roof)
Token/Tupper Wear: (On ground level, he uses his own sniper to aim at one of the snipers on the roof) One shot, one kill! (He fires his sniper kills the henchman on the roof)
(As this is going on, Kelly finally makes it to the mansion, but she enters through the back yard. Kelly runs up to an air vent and pries it open)
Kelly: (Takes of her disguise and she's in her regular clothing once again) Well, in I go! (She enters the air vent and starts crawling through it)
(We cut back to the South Park Saints who are still trying their best in the fight against Marlowe's men)
Jeffrey/Sgt. Stevens: Sam, we can't hold these guys off forever! For every one we take down, ten more take his place.
Sam/Sir Justice: We've got to keep trying! We have to find a way into that mansion!
Craig/DJ C-Rage: How? Marlowe's henchmen keep coming through that door!
Kyle/Human Kite: Where the hell is Cartman! We could use him right about now!
(Suddenly, they hear the engine of a van coming)
Kyle/Human Kite: Now what's up!?
(They see the van driving fast towards the mansion)
Craig/DJ C-Rage: Oh great, more reinforcements!
Sam/Sir Justice: No, wait! (He looks in the drivers' seat to find Cartman driving the van) It's Cartman!
Jeffrey/Sgt. Stevens: Cartman's driving that van?!
Kyle/Human Kite: That son of a bitch.
Cartman/Coon: (Driving the van) Coming through! Beep, beep, bitch!
(He runs over any of Marlowe's henchmen that lay in his path and he crashes into the front door. The van is wedged in the front door, blocking it. There are three henchmen that see this as they are about to leave and fight outside)
Henchman #16: What the hell?
Cartman/Coon: (Jumps through the windshield and takes out his cleaver) Rodent's Cleaver! (He beheads one of the henchmen as the other two whip out their guns. Before they have a chance to fire, Cartman beheads them too) Too easy!
Henchman #17: Hey, Coonskin! (Cartman turns to face the henchmen that stands at the end of the hallway. He has a sniper rifle at the ready)
Cartman/Coon: (In a mocking tone) Oh dear, a sniper rifle! Help me! If only I had a totally awesome weapon to counteract it! (Normal tone) Oh wait I totally have an awesome weapon that can counteract it! (He takes out an RPG and fires it at the henchman, killing him)
(Cartman then goes back to the van, opens the rear doors and says…)
Cartman/Coon: Everyone, we have a way in! Get your asses in here!
Sam/Sir Justice: Cartman, you are the man!
Wendy/Fuchsia Tigress: Come on everyone, let's go!
Maria/White Mind Maiden: Some of us will stay out here and take care of the rest of these minions. The rest is going to be up to you guys.
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: I'll go in with you guys.
Sam/Sir Justice: Thanks Apollo.
Apollo/Psychotic Plague: I don't need your thanks. And I'm not joining you guys because I'm worried about your safety in the mansion. I'm only joining you guys because you need my help.
Sam/Sir Justice: Whatever, dude.
Sophocles: What are we waiting for? Let's go save, Doug!
Cody/Mr. Gentleman: I'm with you, uncle!
Sam/Sir Justice: Time to storm the mansion! We'll have Mr. Testaburger back in no time!
(The following people enter the mansion: Cartman, Apollo, Sam, Wendy, Cody, Sophocles, Alex Slave, Jeffrey, Bebe, Craig, Kevin, Tweek, and Leon. These 13 will be the ones to face off against Marlowe…here's to hoping that they emerge successful)
(Meanwhile, inside the mansion, Kelly emerges from an air vent and enters a hallway)
Kelly: This Marlowe lady and Mr. Testaburger should be around here somewhere. (She starts to walk down the hallway) If I had to guess, they'd be somewhere in the living room, or heaven forbid…the master bedroom. Wherever he is though, I have to save Mr. Testaburger, and put Marlowe in her place! I don't know how I do it, as long as Sam falls in love with me in the end (Sigh and blush) Sammy…
(As Kelly turns a corner, she bumps into someone…it's Marlowe)
Marlowe: Are you lost, young lady?
Kelly: (Gasps and turns around to runaway…but a brainwashed Doug/Cerulean Viper is right behind her) Hey…Mr. Testaburger…what's happening? (She stares at him in his lifeless eyes) Did you get new contact lenses?
Marlowe: Douglas, apprehend this intruder!
Doug/Cerulean Viper: Yes, Master Marlowe…
(Doug hauls Kelly over his shoulders)
Kelly: (As Doug is carrying her away) Hey! Mr. Testaburger, what's wrong with you?! Put me down! Help! Somebody! You're all going to be hearing from my lawyer! Stop it now! Cut it out!
Marlowe: (Laughs evilly as she watches Doug carry Kelly away somewhere) I'm ready for you Saints, do your worst!
TO BE CONTINUED IN PART 3…