(ESTABLISHING SHOT: The LERMAN home)
(Cut to the basement. FRANCIS LERMAN (a.k.a. FRUGAL LUCRE) types at a computer)
FRANCIS: Yes, I will finally be able to obtain decent weapons at reasonable prices. Thank you, eBay, for leveling the playing field.
(FRANCIS TYPES)
FRANCIS: Let's see... what do we have? Neuro-compliance chips, asking price $100? No way! Who is this lunatic? (squints) DrD, huh? What else? Mind- switching machine, also from DrD. Not much use for that. Hypnotic Disco Ball, from SSSBillionaire. No, no use for that. Let's see... exploding golf balls, muscle-generating ring, knight armor, but it's all so expensive! I'll have to get some money. But how? Ask for a raise? No, not at Smarty Mart, they'd never give me a raise.
(A door opens OS)
MRS. LERMAN: (OS) Francis? Are you on the computer again?
FRANCIS: Yes, mother.
MRS. LERMAN: (OS) You're not on one of those chat rooms, are you?
FRANCIS: No, mother.
MRS. LERMAN: (OS) You never know what kind of people are in those rooms.
FRANCIS: I know, mother.
MRS. LERMAN: (OS) Okay, I trust you. Do you need a snack?
FRANCIS: No, mother.
MRS. LERMAN: (OS) Are you sure?
FRANCIS: I'm fine, mother.
MRS. LERMAN: (OS) Okay. I'm going to run a few errands. I'm going to go to the grocery store and the bank. Do you need anything from the grocery store?
FRANCIS: No, mother.
MRS. LERMAN: (OS) Okay.
(Door closes)
FRANCIS: (To himself) Wait a second- the bank, huh? (Pause) Of course! I'll rob a bank! Ingenious! (Laughs)
(Cut to Middleton High School)
(Cut to the hallway. KIM and RON stand at KIM's locker. RON has a bandage on his head)
RON: So what happened after I blacked out?
KIM: She came up to see if there was any damage.
RON: To me?
KIM: No, the puck. Of course to you!
RON: Well, you never know.
KIM: Just ask her out already. So we can get on with our lives. Besides, you should have her sympathy now.
RON: What? I need her sympathy to get a date?
(KIM'S computer turns on. WADE appears on the screen)
KIM: Thank you, Wade! Whatcha got?
WADE: I'm tracking something that looks like one of Drakken's hover crafts.
KIM: Any idea where it's going?
WADE: It looks like it's going to Pennsylvania. (WADE sees RON) What happened to your head?
RON: Hit with a hockey puck.
KIM: Jill from Jersey lost control of a slap shot.
WADE: Ouch! Well, I'll keep you posted on Drakken's activity if you keep me posted on Ron's.
KIM: You got it, Wade.
(The computer turns off. JILL walks up to her locker at the far end of the hall. KIM edges RON. RON walks over to her)
RON: Hi, Jill.
JILL: (Sick) Hi, Ron, how's your head?
RON: Fine.
(JILL sneezes)
RON: You okay?
JILL: Yeah. I think I'm coming down with something. (Sneezes) So, what do you want?
RON: Um, nothing. Just, um, just hope you get better soon.
JILL: Aww. That's so sweet. (Sneezes) I've got to go get something.
(JILL leaves and lets out another sneeze. RON walks back to KIM)
KIM: You are such a wuss.
RON: Oh keep quiet.
(Cut to the basement. FRANCIS LERMAN (a.k.a. FRUGAL LUCRE) types at a computer)
FRANCIS: Yes, I will finally be able to obtain decent weapons at reasonable prices. Thank you, eBay, for leveling the playing field.
(FRANCIS TYPES)
FRANCIS: Let's see... what do we have? Neuro-compliance chips, asking price $100? No way! Who is this lunatic? (squints) DrD, huh? What else? Mind- switching machine, also from DrD. Not much use for that. Hypnotic Disco Ball, from SSSBillionaire. No, no use for that. Let's see... exploding golf balls, muscle-generating ring, knight armor, but it's all so expensive! I'll have to get some money. But how? Ask for a raise? No, not at Smarty Mart, they'd never give me a raise.
(A door opens OS)
MRS. LERMAN: (OS) Francis? Are you on the computer again?
FRANCIS: Yes, mother.
MRS. LERMAN: (OS) You're not on one of those chat rooms, are you?
FRANCIS: No, mother.
MRS. LERMAN: (OS) You never know what kind of people are in those rooms.
FRANCIS: I know, mother.
MRS. LERMAN: (OS) Okay, I trust you. Do you need a snack?
FRANCIS: No, mother.
MRS. LERMAN: (OS) Are you sure?
FRANCIS: I'm fine, mother.
MRS. LERMAN: (OS) Okay. I'm going to run a few errands. I'm going to go to the grocery store and the bank. Do you need anything from the grocery store?
FRANCIS: No, mother.
MRS. LERMAN: (OS) Okay.
(Door closes)
FRANCIS: (To himself) Wait a second- the bank, huh? (Pause) Of course! I'll rob a bank! Ingenious! (Laughs)
(Cut to Middleton High School)
(Cut to the hallway. KIM and RON stand at KIM's locker. RON has a bandage on his head)
RON: So what happened after I blacked out?
KIM: She came up to see if there was any damage.
RON: To me?
KIM: No, the puck. Of course to you!
RON: Well, you never know.
KIM: Just ask her out already. So we can get on with our lives. Besides, you should have her sympathy now.
RON: What? I need her sympathy to get a date?
(KIM'S computer turns on. WADE appears on the screen)
KIM: Thank you, Wade! Whatcha got?
WADE: I'm tracking something that looks like one of Drakken's hover crafts.
KIM: Any idea where it's going?
WADE: It looks like it's going to Pennsylvania. (WADE sees RON) What happened to your head?
RON: Hit with a hockey puck.
KIM: Jill from Jersey lost control of a slap shot.
WADE: Ouch! Well, I'll keep you posted on Drakken's activity if you keep me posted on Ron's.
KIM: You got it, Wade.
(The computer turns off. JILL walks up to her locker at the far end of the hall. KIM edges RON. RON walks over to her)
RON: Hi, Jill.
JILL: (Sick) Hi, Ron, how's your head?
RON: Fine.
(JILL sneezes)
RON: You okay?
JILL: Yeah. I think I'm coming down with something. (Sneezes) So, what do you want?
RON: Um, nothing. Just, um, just hope you get better soon.
JILL: Aww. That's so sweet. (Sneezes) I've got to go get something.
(JILL leaves and lets out another sneeze. RON walks back to KIM)
KIM: You are such a wuss.
RON: Oh keep quiet.