Scene 4: The Dead Grandpa
(The front desk's phone rang. BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!)
Ted: (answering the phone) Hello, room service.
Person on the other line: Would you like a tip?
Ted: (eye's sparkling) A tip!
(The man hung up the phone in room 88, and turned to his kids.)
Man (Step Father): (Sneering) Now children…your mother and me are going out. Don't mess up the room, sneak out of the room, and most importantly…BEHAVE!
Children: (smiling) Yes father.
Mother: (coming out of the bathroom) Are you ready dear?
Step Father: Yes, sugah! (Walked to the door and opened it) Who the freak are you?
Ted: I'm the bellhop, sir.
Step Father: Good you're here. Would you like to make $100?
Ted: By doing what.
Step Father: Take care of my kids while we are gone, and make sure they are in bed by ten. Oh, and what's your name. (ripped off Ted's nametag) …Ted…(tossed the nametag to the triplets on the bed) Dial one and ask for Ted, if you need anything.
(The triplets smiled until their Step Father tuned around, then they glared at Ted. Step Father tuned back around and they smiled again.)
Step Father: Behave! (Walks out of the room with Mother, and slams the door.)
Ted: I am very, VERY busy today, so don't call me every second for a glass of water.
Triplet One (T-one): Our dad said we could call you if we need ANYTHING, so we will.
(Ted glares, slowly turns around, and leaves the room. T-one turns on the TV and starts watching cartoons with T-two and T-three.)
T- two: (breaths in) What's that horrible smell!
T-three: Sorry, it was me!
T-one: (sniffing around the room) It can't be you. Yours kills! (opens a drawer and finds a knife. Picks up the knife and walks to the phone) Hey give me a number.
T-three: 3-1-7.
(T-one dials the number)
Heiress: Hello?
T-one: Hi, do you have any knives in your room?
Heiress: No, I don't have any knives in my room.
T-one: Who is this?
Heiress: I'm an heiress to my grandpa's fortune.
T-one: Where's your grandpa?
Heiress: He's in room 88.
(T-two and T-three sniffed the ground, found a loose floorboard, lifted up the floorboard, and started screaming.)
T-one: Got to go, bye
Heiress: Bye.
(T-one hung up the phone and ran over to the commotion. T-one saw a dead man under the floorboards, T-three holding one of his arms and yelling 'Hi, I'm Mr. Dead Guy. Who are you,' and T-two screaming. She ran back to the phone and called Ted.)
Ted: What!
T-one: Ted! There's a dead man in my room!
Ted: A what!
T-one: A dead man! Stop playing with his arm! I got to go, bye. (hung up the phone and walked to the door.)
T-three: (still playing with the body) Where are you going little lady?
(T-one left the room)
T-two: Cover it up! (T-three put the board over it again) Thank you.
Ted: (entering the room) Didn't I tell you! Where's your sister?
T-two: I don't know…
(Ted left the room. Then, T-one entered the room with Heiress tied to a chair.)
T-one: Give me the money.
Heiress: It's my fortune.
T-one: Give it to me.
(T-one held up the knife and Ted came into the room)
Ted: What the freak are you doing!
T-one: I just want the money.
Ted: Money for what?
T-three: Look!
(T-three lifted up the floorboard, T-two started screaming again, and Ted ran to the phone.)
Ted: Police! There's a dead twit under the floorboards!
Heiress: Don't call him that!
Ted: He's under the floorboards in the hotel…A dead twit!
Heiress: Stop calling him that!
(The Heiress grabbed the knife out of T-one's hand, cut herself free, and stabbed Ted in the leg.)
Ted: (dropping the phone) F#$
(Ted hopped around the room, and knocked over the TV putting the room aflame. Heiress and T-one still argued. T-two pulled the knife out of Ted's leg. T-three started playing with the body again. Then, the door opened.)
Step Father: (dropping the drunken wife to the floor at the sight of the commotion) Did they misbehave?