(ESTABLISHING SHOT: The interior of the Monkey Temple. MONKEY FIST stands
before his legion of MONKEY NINJAS)
MONKEY FIST: Excellent work, Monkey Ninjas, you did very well. The Monkey Hater really thinks he can command us.
MONKEY NINJAS:
MONKEY FIST: I know it was humiliating to pretend to be defeated like that, but it is worth it. If he thinks he can control us, then he won't be prepared when we come back again.
(MONKEY NINJAS nod)
MONKEY FIST: Then let us train for our next encounter- our ultimate revenge.
(The MONKEY NINJAS and MONKEY FIST begin to practice furiously)
(Cut to Gretski High School)
(Cut to the interior, the ice rink. JILL shoots and scores)
(Cut to the bench. KIM and RON sit there. RON has the palm pilot)
RON: Hey, I think I'm getting the hang of this!
KIM: Yeah, you got about half of what they did.
RON: Better than I was doing before.
(RUFUS pops out of his pocket)
RUFUS: Uh huh.
KIM: Doesn't he get cold?
RON: Not in my pocket, he doesn't.
RUFUS: Warm!
KIM: How much more in the period?
RON: About five minutes. Then that's game and we're out of here.
KIM: Back to normal at Middleton High.
RON: Hey, nothing's normal when you have the Ultimate Monkey Master with you. Boy, I'm going to have fun at the zoo.
(JILL skates over to the bench and hops on. ANOTHER PLAYER leaps into the rink)
ANOTHER PLAYER: Death to Eisner!!!
JILL: (Calling after) Settle down, double-N! (To KIM and RON) Sorry, she's weird like that.
RON: 'Salright.
JILL: Of course, it's not nearly as weird as you being the Ultimate Monkey Master.
RON: Yeah, that's freaky.
JILL: I'll bet you'd make a great goalie.
RON: I probably would. (Beat. To KIM) Think you'd be a better cheerleader if you had Mystical Monkey Power?
KIM: Doubt it, though we might be able to cheer on the ice.
JILL: In those uniforms? I doubt it. You'd freeze.
KIM: Plus we'd have a hard time dodging the flying pucks.
RON: Um, speaking of which.
(RON ducks, a hockey puck flies past his head and into the stands. All poke their heads back up)
ANOTHER PLAYER: (OC) Sorry!
KIM: Nothing like hockey, is there?
JILL: Not even close.
(They watch as the game continues)
The End.
MONKEY FIST: Excellent work, Monkey Ninjas, you did very well. The Monkey Hater really thinks he can command us.
MONKEY NINJAS:
MONKEY FIST: I know it was humiliating to pretend to be defeated like that, but it is worth it. If he thinks he can control us, then he won't be prepared when we come back again.
(MONKEY NINJAS nod)
MONKEY FIST: Then let us train for our next encounter- our ultimate revenge.
(The MONKEY NINJAS and MONKEY FIST begin to practice furiously)
(Cut to Gretski High School)
(Cut to the interior, the ice rink. JILL shoots and scores)
(Cut to the bench. KIM and RON sit there. RON has the palm pilot)
RON: Hey, I think I'm getting the hang of this!
KIM: Yeah, you got about half of what they did.
RON: Better than I was doing before.
(RUFUS pops out of his pocket)
RUFUS: Uh huh.
KIM: Doesn't he get cold?
RON: Not in my pocket, he doesn't.
RUFUS: Warm!
KIM: How much more in the period?
RON: About five minutes. Then that's game and we're out of here.
KIM: Back to normal at Middleton High.
RON: Hey, nothing's normal when you have the Ultimate Monkey Master with you. Boy, I'm going to have fun at the zoo.
(JILL skates over to the bench and hops on. ANOTHER PLAYER leaps into the rink)
ANOTHER PLAYER: Death to Eisner!!!
JILL: (Calling after) Settle down, double-N! (To KIM and RON) Sorry, she's weird like that.
RON: 'Salright.
JILL: Of course, it's not nearly as weird as you being the Ultimate Monkey Master.
RON: Yeah, that's freaky.
JILL: I'll bet you'd make a great goalie.
RON: I probably would. (Beat. To KIM) Think you'd be a better cheerleader if you had Mystical Monkey Power?
KIM: Doubt it, though we might be able to cheer on the ice.
JILL: In those uniforms? I doubt it. You'd freeze.
KIM: Plus we'd have a hard time dodging the flying pucks.
RON: Um, speaking of which.
(RON ducks, a hockey puck flies past his head and into the stands. All poke their heads back up)
ANOTHER PLAYER: (OC) Sorry!
KIM: Nothing like hockey, is there?
JILL: Not even close.
(They watch as the game continues)
The End.