Jerry Springer

DAY TWO

(Mikey is screaming and has been doing for a while now. Raph has been ripping up every pillow he can get hold of so Donnie hid the last few, feathers are everywhere; and Leo has been busy trying to repair his magazines, completely ignoring Raph, or trying to)

Donnie: MIKEY SHUT THE HELL UP!

(Mikey's screams continue though, but stomping can be heard going into his room and a very hard, nasty thud made the screams stop. Donnie look up. Raph strolled out, dusting his hands)

Donnie: Raph . . . You didn't . . .?

Raph: Sure I did!

Donnie: Jerry said NO fighting, and punching is classified as that I think.

Raph: (looking worried) Well, did they get it on camera?

Donnie: (looks at camera pointing to them) No.

Raph: Then I didn't do anything.

(Leo walked in and saw Raph. Raph saw Leo. They stood there staring at each other. Hands flexing, eyes unblinking, staring at the others'. A small wind blew a crisp packet across in- between them. The cowboy music was heard in the background. Small sparks ignited between Leo and Raph)

Donnie: Alright KNOCK IT OFF! Turn that damn music off! This ain't no western sewer you know! And turn that wind machine off! What are you making here? A western movie! Leo put down that knife! Raph . . . Stay!

(Crew people rush on and off screen, wheeling the wind machine off and the music box. Then the sewers where just them and the cameras again)

(Leo slowly put down the knife and continued to stare at Raph. Donnie rushed over and pulled Leo out the room and into the dojo.)

Donnie: Leo, why don't you stay here and practise. Okay?

(Leo nods and Donnie goes back into the main area. Raph is still where he was stood. Donnie goes to Mikey's room)

Donnie: (shaking Mikey away) Mikey? Mikey . . . Wake up . . . MIKEYWAKEUP!

(Mikey's eyes open and he smiles insanely. He has a very nasty bruise on his check)

Mikey: But Splinter, I didn't drink the sewer water, that was Leo.

Donnie: (frowns) Eh? Mikey, snap outta it. (Slaps Mikey round the face)

Mikey: Ow! That's not nice. What kind of a brother slaps his brother round the face?

Donnie: A lot better than the one that punches!

Mikey: Wha?

Donnie: Never mind. How are you feeling?

Mikey: I'm hungry. I want some pasta!

Donnie: (frowns again) You . . . You want pasta? . . . Not Pizza?

Mikey: No way! Pasta yes! Pizza no! Who east pizza after they've woken up?

(Donnie stare and the slaps himself round the face)

Donnie: (high voice) Okay Mikey, (coughs and regains normal voice) I'll get you some piz - er - pasta.

Mikey: Thanks Don ma man!

(They both go into the kitchen. Donnie sits Mikey down where he can keep an eye on him. Don starts to make pasta but a noise from the dojo area makes him look up)

Donnie: Oh no . . . I hope they haven't . . .

(Donnie rushes into the main area. Raph is STILL where Donnie left him, stood still. Donnie makes his way to the dojo and finds Leo trying to slice the walls, all had a red paint strip on them with two eye holes. Obviously Raph's bandanna).

Donnie: Leo . . .

(Leo stops)

Leo: Hi Donnie. Wanna help me finish off these walls? They really do need to be taken care of, really badly. They get on my nerves so much . . . I mean, what kind of wall just does nothing!? Totally useless! They need to be sliced! (Sliced at the wall with his Katana) - and slashed! (Slashes wall) and beaten into a bricky pulp!!!

(Donnie takes Katana from Leo and tells him to do twenty flips, back and forward ones. Donnie then turns to the camera)

Donnie: I think this deal is driving my brothers crazy. But they have never given up so I'm only half confident they might make it till tomorrow night. Oh, and, always stand by with medics and ambulances. I really don't think I'll come out of this whole either.

(Donnie makes his way to the main area. Raph is dancing on his tiptoes in the same place he had been in for the last ten minutes)

Donnie: (Dismissively) Yes Raph, you may go to the bathroom.

(Raph bolts out of the room and Donnie walks into the kitchen to find Mikey scoffing the bag of uncooked pasta)

Donnie: Mikey!

(Mikey looks up from the bag, pasta whirls sticking from his mouth)

Mikey: Whut?

Donnie: Mikey you're meant to wait until I've COOKED the pasta! (Grabs the bag from Mikey) Go to your room! (points)

(Mikey sulks off and Donnie cleans up on the floor)

(April walks in)

April: Hey, how you guys doing?

Donnie: Help me April! I think I'm going to go mad! My brothers already have!

April: Whoa. Hey, you? Go mad? These guys can't be that bad . . .

(Half an hour later . . .)

April: MIKEY FOR CRYING OUT LOUD SHUT UP! ARH! I think . . . I'm going mad!

Donnie: (from behind newspaper) Join the club.

(Raph runs into the room)

Raph: April! April, can you go up top and get me a dummy and some paint and some darts?!

April: (frowning) What do you want those for?

Raph: I wanna paint the dummy, to look like Leo, then throw the darts at it, then throw my Sais, then I'm gonna throw myself at it, then rip it to shreds, then -!!

April: Raph! (As though taking to a dog) Stopppp . . . Now, go and run up and down the sewers for an hour.

(Raph stares at her)

April: GO!

(Raph scrambles for the door and disappears. His feet can be heard fading, fading, then gone. April sighs and she and Donnie sit back down. A few minutes later running feet get louder, then they pass, minutes after that they come back, then pass; after the fourth time April gets up and stands directly in the middle of the sewers, holding out a hand to Raph, who is running towards her)

April: STOP!!

(Raph stops inches from her hand)

April: Good, now, go in and sit down on the couch. (she watches as he walks in through the door. A few seconds later she hears Donnie -)

Donnie: Ow! Not on me!

(April sighs and walks back in. Raph's sat twiddling his thumbs, leant forward on his knees staring at the blank TV screen)

(Leo walks in, with his magazines in his hand and some sellotape. He sees Raph, who is still staring, and struggles with an invisible force to go over and pulverize him. The magazine are crumpled to shreds in his grip and the roll of sellotape is flattened. Leo manages to make it out on his hands and knees. No one notices)

(Voice come from Mikey's room)

Mikey: Pasta . . . Paaassttaaaaa!

April: (to Donnie) If this is what they're like by the end of the second day, I don't wanna know what it's like tomorrow!

(Jerry turns back from the screen to the cameras)

Jerry: Whoa. Never seen this kind of reaction before. We have Mikey, who has gone completely mad and has adopted pasta as he favourite food now, notice it still begins with a 'P'. We have Leo who is doing his very best to avoid Raph, even if it means ruining his own valuable collection of crappy magazines - what was that?

(Voice off screen says something to Jerry)

Jerry: What do you mean I can't swear on my own god damn show?! Oh, okay, et hem. So . . . Then we have Raph, who seems to try and beat up anything that looks like Leo, and if he can't find anything, makes one. Then there's poor Donnie in the middle of it all. He's coping, and so is April. Well . . . Tomorrow is the last day folks, can the hold out for just one more day? Let's hope so . . . Bet they wont, (cough) so, goodnight and get ready for the surprises of the Third Day!

AN: Third day coming soon! Sorry these have been slow. Thanks for the reviews