(ESTABLISHING SHOT: Moon Unit Hotel)
(Cut to the interior. KIM is eating breakfast in her room. The Kimmunicator beeps)
KIM: Good morning, Wade. What's the sitch?
WADE: We have a problem. Well, to be more accurate, Ron has a problem.
KIM: What's wrong?
WADE: Okay, I was reviewing the security tapes so I could get Ron his stats for the team-
KIM: Wasn't that Ron's job?
WADE: Yeah.
KIM: Then why didn't he do it?
WADE: They move too fast for him. Anyway, I was reviewing the tapes, and I happened to catch a little bit of the team leaving.
(WADE pushes a button. He disappears from the screen and is replaced with a security tape from the previous day. RON gets on the team bus, which pulls away. Out of the shadows, a few figures follow the bus)
KIM: What's that?
WADE: (OC) Hold on.
(The image closes up on the leading figure, MONKEY FIST)
KIM: Oh my gosh! Monkey Fist?
(WADE returns to the screen)
WADE: Yeah, and his legion of Monkey Ninjas.
KIM: We have to warn Ron.
WADE: I don't think that's such a good idea.
KIM: Wade, Ron is being pursued by a crazy monkey man and some monkey ninjas, why shouldn't we warn him?
WADE: Because he'll panic, and if he panics he'll be a sitting duck.
KIM: Gotcha. So, what do we do?
WADE: You'll have to cut cheerleading practice.
KIM: Okay. Where's the team going?
WADE: Gretski High School, Upperton.
KIM: Great, that's half and hour away. When does the team get there?
WADE: They just got in.
KIM: I'm on my way.
(KIM turns off the Kimmunicator)
(Cut to Stevens Manner)
(Cut to the interior. RON sits at a table in his room, on the phone)
RON: Uh huh. Uh huh. Great. I owe you, Wade. How do I get the- you'll upload them onto the palm pilot? How can you do that? (Beat) Professional Secret? Um, okay. How long will that take? (Beat) Ten minutes? Great. I owe you so big, Wade.
(RON hangs up. A knock is heard. RON answers the door. JILL and another girl (SANDRA) are at the door)
RON: Oh, hi, Jill.
JILL: Hi, Ron. Listen, Sandra and I have a stat question-
RON: Okay, I know what you're going to ask: in yesterday's game did you shoot 41 shots or 42? Well, to tell you the truth in the whole excitement of the game I kind of lost count. So, let me ask you, do you gots to know... right now?
SANDRA: Yes, we gots to know. Right now.
RON: Um, well, you shot, um, ugh... 42!
JILL: (To SANDRA) Told you. (To RON) Thanks, Ron.
RON: Don't mention it.
(RON closes the door)
RON: I hope I was right. I so hope I was right.
(Cut to the highway. MONKEY FIST and his MONKEY NINJAS walk down the road. They pass a sign which reads, "Gretzki High School- 10 Miles")
MONKEY FIST: Patients, Monkey Ninjas. Patients. The Monkey Hates will be in our grasp soon enough.
(Cut to the interior. KIM is eating breakfast in her room. The Kimmunicator beeps)
KIM: Good morning, Wade. What's the sitch?
WADE: We have a problem. Well, to be more accurate, Ron has a problem.
KIM: What's wrong?
WADE: Okay, I was reviewing the security tapes so I could get Ron his stats for the team-
KIM: Wasn't that Ron's job?
WADE: Yeah.
KIM: Then why didn't he do it?
WADE: They move too fast for him. Anyway, I was reviewing the tapes, and I happened to catch a little bit of the team leaving.
(WADE pushes a button. He disappears from the screen and is replaced with a security tape from the previous day. RON gets on the team bus, which pulls away. Out of the shadows, a few figures follow the bus)
KIM: What's that?
WADE: (OC) Hold on.
(The image closes up on the leading figure, MONKEY FIST)
KIM: Oh my gosh! Monkey Fist?
(WADE returns to the screen)
WADE: Yeah, and his legion of Monkey Ninjas.
KIM: We have to warn Ron.
WADE: I don't think that's such a good idea.
KIM: Wade, Ron is being pursued by a crazy monkey man and some monkey ninjas, why shouldn't we warn him?
WADE: Because he'll panic, and if he panics he'll be a sitting duck.
KIM: Gotcha. So, what do we do?
WADE: You'll have to cut cheerleading practice.
KIM: Okay. Where's the team going?
WADE: Gretski High School, Upperton.
KIM: Great, that's half and hour away. When does the team get there?
WADE: They just got in.
KIM: I'm on my way.
(KIM turns off the Kimmunicator)
(Cut to Stevens Manner)
(Cut to the interior. RON sits at a table in his room, on the phone)
RON: Uh huh. Uh huh. Great. I owe you, Wade. How do I get the- you'll upload them onto the palm pilot? How can you do that? (Beat) Professional Secret? Um, okay. How long will that take? (Beat) Ten minutes? Great. I owe you so big, Wade.
(RON hangs up. A knock is heard. RON answers the door. JILL and another girl (SANDRA) are at the door)
RON: Oh, hi, Jill.
JILL: Hi, Ron. Listen, Sandra and I have a stat question-
RON: Okay, I know what you're going to ask: in yesterday's game did you shoot 41 shots or 42? Well, to tell you the truth in the whole excitement of the game I kind of lost count. So, let me ask you, do you gots to know... right now?
SANDRA: Yes, we gots to know. Right now.
RON: Um, well, you shot, um, ugh... 42!
JILL: (To SANDRA) Told you. (To RON) Thanks, Ron.
RON: Don't mention it.
(RON closes the door)
RON: I hope I was right. I so hope I was right.
(Cut to the highway. MONKEY FIST and his MONKEY NINJAS walk down the road. They pass a sign which reads, "Gretzki High School- 10 Miles")
MONKEY FIST: Patients, Monkey Ninjas. Patients. The Monkey Hates will be in our grasp soon enough.