Deleted Scene Sequence (Continued)

(The scene cuts to the massive prison cafeteria, which had dozens of round tables, each with 6 metal stool chairs around each one, spread out all over the place, and the prison's cafeteria serving counter line was positioned on the far side of the room. From left to right, the cafeteria service line was set up to have inmates grab a tray from the left, and move along down the line to the right, all while getting their breakfast. The service counter had glass barriers positioned on top to keep inmates away from the civilian alien cooks, who were positioned behind the counter. Only a few inmates from both the maximum and low-level security areas of the prison were still seated on some of the tables, eating their prison breakfasts. These inmates had slip-on 2-piece jumpsuits that were either striped white and blue, or striped gray and black...)

Gio (to Hamsterviel): So, this is where inmates eat?

Guards: (Removes the handcuffs from Gio and Hamsterviel. They soon set out to stand around doors, with Gantu leaving the cafeteria to the head control room.)

Hamsterviel: Yeah, for mornings at breakfast, newbie.

Gio (looks up at nearby wall clock): Its now 6:00am...is that how early breakfast is?

Hamsterviel: It's mandatory all the time unless somebody misses it on purpose, which is detention in a way from fighting dirty.

Gio: Fighting dirty? What do you mean by that?

Hamsterviel: (Gives Gio a sharp glance) Inmates doesn't do well with people who has done terrible deeds, deeds I would never dare to do.

Gio: Are you implying that sometimes inmates avoid breakfast to avoid getting beaten up because they know they're a prime target?

Hamsterviel: (Nods) That about sums it up.

Gio: Ah...but that won't happen to us, right? You know my fake crime story is that I was caught shoplifting jewels and valuable objects from a store, and since the owner was rich, he got mad at me and ordered the death penalty for me. And you? Well, we already know what you did.

Hamsterviel: We're on Death Row. They know to leave us alone for we're to die in a matter of days anyway. Now, let's eat. I am rather curious to see if the omelets are bare or with ingredients.

(The scene cuts to show both Gio and Hamsterviel going through the breakfast service line together...)

Gio (grabs a tray from stack): I'm not looking forward to a prison breakfast...

Hamsterviel: Too bad, newbie. You'll have to get used to it for the time being, well, long enough before your death day.

Gio (Sighs): Fine. Any tip on the foods to get and the ones to avoid?

Hamsterviel: Get the ones that look like similar food from your home and avoid the squirmy ones including the worms which is actually tentacles.

Gio (Grimaces): Do they have human food here at all?

Hamsterviel: Jello, burgers, but the meat is different. I have to warn you that it's spicier. And then there's omelets. And the apples are similar, but more like an orange in taste.

Gio (nods): I see...(slides tray over to first cook) An omelette, please. (Holds out tray)

First cook: (Flops an omelet into the tray)

Gio: Thanks...(slides tray to next station) Hmmm...(sees some sausages) I'd like some sausages, please. (Holds out tray)

Second cook: (Uses tongs to grab three sausages and plops them into another spot of the tray)

Gio: Thanks...(slides tray to next station and sees apples) One apple, please. (Holds out tray)

Third cook: (Uses gloved hand to grab an apple and puts it down in another more spot of the tray)

Gio (grabs a set of plastic utensils and walks over to a large cold fridge): Hamsterviel, which drink should I get?

Hamsterviel: There's water, but it tastes like grape for some reason, gnoppsmack milk which isn't like cow milk, but rather more like...What did he say? Vaguely egg salad in taste, and fizzy beer as well.

Gio: Hmmm...(grabs water bottle) This'll work. So... is there a table we sit at for "Death Row" inmates or just any regular table?

Hamsterviel: Any regular table will do. And besides, any inmate could get jealous or mad if they see a sign of Death Row on a table like we are treated as favorites.

Gio: Ah, okay. So all inmates are the same in this cafeteria?

Hamsterviel: Pretty much. Of course, there's arguments over common things like tv shows, wars, stories, you name it, but we are all the same.

Gio: Oh...so, shall we sit down?

Hamsterviel: Let's do it, newbie. You know, I keep forgetting your name. (Gives a subtle gesture to do the fake name)

Gio: Oh, my name is George Pucadski.

Hamsterviel: Nice to have a fellow in the same situation. (Notices that the few inmates heard the name and became disinterested, having recognized that the name isn't well-known or famous of any sort.) Now, let's eat.

(The scene cuts to both Gio and Hamsterviel seated at a random table togetherness, enjoying their breakfast. About two-thirds of the way through the meal, Gio spoke up...)

Gio: Uh...Hamsterviel? Can I ask you something serious?

Hamsterviel: Oh, sure, George. Ask away.

Gio: Why...did you do what you did, Hamsterviel? You took over Turo...you attacked a teenage boy a few times (says this instead of referring to himself)...you took advantage of a guard here...you created and unleashed a clone army...you attempted to murder a few people... Hamsterviel...why did you do it all?

Hamsterviel: (Sighs heavily and lays down his plastic fork before moving slightly to face him) You know the saying about evil isn't born, but rather made? (Gio nods) I wasn't born a villain before you. I was a young child, and I had a neglected childhood, and it was all thanks to my parents. Every time I asked for their attention, it was a few words here and there, rarely a full conversation, and I was growing desperate over time.

As I grew up, everybody underestimated me, taking me for someone who's not fit for respect or power, and I became angry at the world, my parents, and eventually, people who has betrayed me for things here and there.

I never learned about true friendship, true honor, true family, and no, not even true love either. I am intelligent in the mind, but I wasn't able to find the meaning behind them all, and I also became jealous as well. I thought if I was to take over the universe or at least a planet, I would have all the respect, power, etc.

But I was wrong, and recently, fate changed my life in the form of that said teenage boy. He said that he would have been friends with me, to help me heal somehow, and he said those words that I would never forget in this life or the afterlife. Ohana is family, and family means nobody gets left behind or forgotten. Turns out that if I had met him earlier, I would have been happy to be part of his life somehow and would never be forgotten by him. Strangely enough, now since he's probably glad that I am dying soon, I would rather die than forget him.

Gio (nods and sheds a tear): Hamsterviel, that is so..powerful.

Hamsterviel: (Nods) So, think good about what you've done, and perhaps you'd see what I was talking about.

Me: All I did was steal jewels and some invaluable objects. I would be out of here in a year if it weren't for the fact that the stupid shop owner was rich and decided to order my death penalty, all for me daring to try and steal from him!

Hamsterviel: (Snorts) Figures. So, why the jewels? If you were going to case them, they might fetch for some cold cash as long as those jewels didn't have a tracker.

If it was for greed, you were a fool for doing it... Unless it wasn't for you, but rather something else, hmm?

Gio: Well, I was tired in struggling to make ends meet, so I did I had to do, and I do not regret it.

Hamsterviel: Ah, that explains it. Either way, you're stuck here, but hey, would you care to have a friend before your death day?

Gio: Yes...I would. (Holds out hand) Friends?

Hamsterviel: (Smiles and goes to shake hands) Friends.

(The scene cuts to several minutes later, by 6:20am, when Dr. Hamsterviel and Gio finished their breakfast, and after placing their empty trays on a collection rack near the trashcans in the order, Gio and Hamsterviel were both handcuffed again, and were lead back down the hallway, and in the direction of the "Death Row" cellblock...)

Gantu: Now, you shall stay in your cell for the next three hours, and then recreation time for a hour before lunch, and after lunch, two hours in the cell, and then another recreation hour before cell time for one hour before dinner, and then one last recreation hour before staying in the cell for the rest of the night, and so it repeats on.

Gio (nods and notices that inmates are still within earshot): U-understood...(gulps)

Gantu: Good. Now, let's not waste any more time!

(The scene cuts to the "Death Row" cell block, where no more inmates were in earshot, and the guards made it back to the 2 cells at the very end, and then Gio and Hamsterviel's handcuffs were removed...)

Gio (sighs): I'm glad that's over. (to Hamsterviel) Hamsterviel, that was quite an act you put on out there.

Hamsterviel: Thank you, but the speech back there, now that was sincerely the honest truth.

Gio (sighs): And I feel bad for you, Hamsterviel. I...I do. (gets on knees and holds out arms) Want a hug?

Hamsterviel: (Widens eyes in amazement and surprise before smiling softly) Yes, I'd like a hug from my friend...We're friends, yes?

Gio (nods): Yes, we're friends now. (hugs him)

Hamsterviel: (Gives out a sob) I've always dreamed of something like this, but I've never imagined it to be like this. This actually feels warm and nice.

Gio (chuckles): You've never had a hug like this before? (ends hug)

Hamsterviel: No. But I liked it.

Gantu: I apologize, but you two better head into your cells and get settled.

Gio (nods): Oh, of course. (stands up) Right. Gantu, you may show me my cell now. I can't wait to see it from the inside now!

Gantu: (Pushes button once more and Gio's cell opens up) We'll leave you and Hamsterviel for the next few hours, and then check on you during lunch.

Gio (nods): Oh, is there a way I can talk to him from my cell? Like a window or something?

Gantu: There's a peekhole over your bed, small yet enough to hear and talk back and forth.

Gio (steps inside the cell): Where is my bag?

Gantu: On your bed. I hope you are comfortable. (Closes the cell window with button, and leaves with the other guards)

Gio (sits on the edge of the bed and sighs): Well, this is it...my home for the next 5 days...(grabs bag) At least I'm not a real inmate. (Opens bag and takes out tablet) Hmmm...(moves over to peephole) Hamsterviel?

Hamsterviel: You good and settled, Gio? Is the bed alright?

Gio: Well, I got a softer bed since I'm not truly an inmate, so that helps.

Hamsterviel: Good to hear. Don't worry, Gio, everything will be fine. Gantu, the guards and the Grand Councilwoman is around to make sure the plan works all the way through.

Gio: How do you feel about your upcoming death, by the way?

Hamsterviel: Strangely, I am coming at peace with it, you know? Many times, while I thought about my life, I went about wishing to go back and change things.

Gio: What do you think of me, now?

Hamsterviel: That you're a good, young family man, that you deeply care for the ones you love dear to your heart, that you are protective of them, and that you're strangely more open-minded and less scary.

Gio: Say...Hamsterviel?

Hamsterviel: Yes?

Gio: I...uh...w-wanted to apologize for those times I've tried to harm or kill you. I...I felt that I was trying to protect my ohana from harm's way, and I realize now that I went a little too far.

Hamsterviel: I can tell the sincere tone in your voice, and I am glad to hear that you're sorry, and so, in turn, I say that I forgive you. And please tell me that you deleted the video I was in, at your kitchen...

Gio: You mean with the blender?

Hamsterviel: (Shudders) Yes...

Gio: Oh, no worries. I never uploaded it to "YouTube" at all.

Hamsterviel: (Gasps in relief) Thank goodness. At least I am able to leave that behind me when I go die. Well, I got you around, and it's sure nice to talk like this.

Gio: It sure is. If you never went down the wrong path, I'm sure we could've met under better circumstances and become friends.

Hamsterviel: Indeed. Well, excuse me, but I must take up some use of the bathroom, and I am sure you want to check out the rest of your current place.

Gio (chuckles): Bathroom? It's just a toilet and sink in the cell with no partition concealing it.

Hamsterviel: True, but the window is one that anyone cannot see in, but actually sees outside.

Gio: Oh...is that how you saw me when I first arrived?

Hamsterviel: Yep.

Gio (nods): Alright, I'll explore the cell. (slips off edge of bed and walks around the cell) Well, it's quite roomy...(sees a small cardboard box with the words "Morning Snacks for Gio" written on it placed on the desk) Hmmm...what's this? (Grabs box and opens it)

(Pastries fill the box, and there's every kind of pastry from Earth)

Gio (sees a note inside as well): Hmmm...a note. (Grabs it and opens it)

Hello, Gio.

I hope those pastries will last you for your stay, and I have bought them from Earth, thanks to Lilo and Stitch who knew about your favorites.

So, please enjoy them after the prison breakfast as I am sure you have seen the amount of alien food. But I don't want you to be having a stomachache if you eat them all at once, so be sure to limit to at least 3 pastries per day of your stay.

Thank you. -Grand Councilwoman

Gio (grins): Awww...how thoughtful. (takes a cinnamon roll and begins to eat it) Hmmm...so good...and better than that prison breakfast.

(So, in all retrospect, his current state of living isn't all that bad, and Gio got friends to watch his back including the newfound friendship of Hamsterviel himself.)

(A montage of Gio's 5 days in prison began to take place, showing Gio eating 3 of the pastries from the box, using his tablet for 3 hours, followed by a homecooked lunch being delivered to his cell via Jumba's teleportation machine at around 12:00pm. Gio happily grinned upon seeing a large plate of fried chicken tenders, French fries, some mashed potatoes, a white bread roll, and some honey mustard sauce in a bowl. There was also a plate of a slice of chocolate cake and a glass of white milk. And there was also a cloth napkin and a set of metal utensils. Gio happily grinned, took the plates and drinking glass over to the desk, sat down, all before grabbing the utensils and beginning to eat the lunch. As he did, another voiceover from Gio began to take place...)

Gio (voiceover): So, there began my 5 days locked up as a fake "Death Row" inmate in the "Galactic Federation Prison". My orange jumpsuit that only "Death Row" inmates wore was comfortable indeed, but I had to endure prison breakfasts, and the guards had to treat me like a real prisoner when around other inmates in the general population. But I did get to enjoy luxuries that real prison NEVER got, such as spending time with Hamsterviel in his last days, homecooked meals teleported by my family, complimentary pastries, and of course, the guards being nice to me when no one was around.

Gio (takes a bite of honey mustard-dipped chicken): Ah, just what I need for lunch.

Hamsterviel: Quite smells good from over here. Really nice of your family to do that for you.

Gio (nods): Wait, you can smell that from over there in your cell?

Hamsterviel: I may be an alien genius, but I am technically a hamster mutant, and so that means I have a powerful sense of smell.

Gio: Even through cell walls?

Hamsterviel: (Chuckles) Even that as well.

Gio: Hamsterviel?

Hamsterviel: Yes?

Gio: You're so...well...pleasant and intelligent.

Hamsterviel: I suppose I am when I recognize that I don't want to act like a spoiled brat...Those temper tantrums weren't becoming of me...

Gio: No, they weren't...and I almost killed you before because you were threatening me and my Ohana.

Hamsterviel: Hey, hey, don't put yourself down like that. We are leaving the past in the past, yes?

Gio (sighs): Yes, you're right...

Hamsterviel: Wish I would hug you again, but hey, we have time for that. Oh, my lunch is here!

Gio: Oh, what did you get?

Hamsterviel: I got some green ham which is actually ham with the flavor of lime for some reason, a sandwich of peanut butter and ruspberry jam which is like a mix of raspberry and blueberry, a dessert of coconut milk cupcake, and the water you had earlier.

Gio: Ugh...prison food for you, huh?

Hamsterviel: Indeed, but it's actually good. It's just not like 10 out of 10, you know?

Gio (shrugs and eats some of the fries): No one likes prison food.

Hamsterviel: That's for sure, but that's what we regular inmates got, anyway. Better to eat than be starving.

Gio (sighs): You're not jealous of my food, are you?

Hamsterviel: Perhaps a little bit. But I will not beg or steal from you. I am not looking to add another misdeed to my permanent record.

Gio (nods): Good. And soon, in the afterlife, you'll be able to enjoy all the good food you want.

Hamsterviel: That would be wonderful...