INT. PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE - DAY
Principal McVicker, looking frazzled, sits at his desk. He suddenly has an idea and picks up the phone.
PRINCIPAL McVICKER
(into phone)
Hello, Superintendent? I need to report a... uh... tragic incident. Yes, it's me, Principal McVicker. I'm afraid I've... (pauses for dramatic effect) ...died.
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INT. SCHOOL ASSEMBLY HALL - DAY
The students and faculty gather for an assembly. A somber-looking Superintendent stands at the podium.
SUPERINTENDENT
(sadly)
It is with great regret that I announce the passing of our beloved Principal McVicker. He will be deeply missed.
BEAVIS
(confused)
Huh-huh, yeah... what's going on?
BUTT-HEAD
(equally puzzled)
Heh-heh, yeah... where's Principal McVicker?
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INT. PRINCIPAL McVICKER'S HIDDEN LOCATION - DAY
Principal McVicker, very much alive, watches the assembly from a hidden TV screen. He's relaxing in a beach chair, sipping a margarita.
PRINCIPAL McVICKER
(to himself)
Ah, blissful silence. No more Beavis and Butt-Head. No more chaos.
Principal McVicker, still relaxing, suddenly hears a knock at the door.
PRINCIPAL McVICKER
(nervously)
Who could that be?
He opens the door to find Beavis and Butt-Head standing there, grinning.
BEAVIS
(excitedly)
Huh-huh, yeah! We found you, Principal McVicker!
BUTT-HEAD
(equally thrilled)
Heh-heh, yeah! You can't escape us!
PRINCIPAL McVICKER
(panicked)
What are you doing here?! This is my secret hideout!
BEAVIS
(giggling)
Huh-huh, yeah... we followed the trail of margaritas...
BUTT-HEAD
(laughing)
Heh-heh, yeah... and the "I'm dead" note was a dead giveaway...
PRINCIPAL McVICKER
(resigned)
Fine. You've found me. Now leave me alone!
BEAVIS
(mischievously)
Huh-huh, yeah... we'll leave you alone... after we watch some TV...
BUTT-HEAD
(equally mischievous)
Heh-heh, yeah... and maybe have a few margaritas...
(Both enter the hidden location, laughing and causing chaos)
PRINCIPAL McVICKER
(to himself)
I'm doomed...
INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY - DAY
Beavis and Butt-Head, still grinning, approach Mr. Van Driessen and Coach Buzzcut.
BEAVIS
(excitedly)
Huh-huh, yeah! We saw Principal McVicker!
BUTT-HEAD
(equally thrilled)
Heh-heh, yeah! He's not dead at all!
MR. VAN DRIESSEN
(skeptical)
What are you talking about, boys?
BEAVIS
(giggling)
Huh-huh, yeah... we followed him to his secret hideout!
COACH BUZZCUT
(anger rising)
What?! That's impossible! He's dead!
BUTT-HEAD
(mischievously)
Heh-heh, yeah... not according to the margaritas...
MR. VAN DRIESSEN
(confused)
Margaritas?
COACH BUZZCUT
(furious)
This is ridiculous! I'll deal with this myself!
(Coach Buzzcut storms off towards McVicker's hidden location)
MR. VAN DRIESSEN
(sighs)
I have a feeling this isn't over...
FADE TO BLACK.
INT. PRINCIPAL McVICKER'S HIDDEN LOCATION - DAY
Coach Buzzcut bursts in, furious, and confronts Principal McVicker, who's still relaxing in his beach chair.
COACH BUZZCUT
(outraged)
McVicker, you son of a bitch! Faking your own death?!
PRINCIPAL McVICKER
(sheepishly)
Ah, Buzzcut... I just needed a break...
COACH BUZZCUT
(anger rising)
A break?! You left us with those two morons, Beavis and Butt-Head!
PRINCIPAL McVICKER
(defensively)
Hey, I was desperate!
COACH BUZZCUT
(sarcastically)
Oh, I see. So, you're drinking margaritas and living the high life while we're stuck dealing with those two?!
PRINCIPAL McVICKER
(embarrassed)
Buzzcut, please...
COACH BUZZCUT
You alcoholic slob! You're a principal, not a beach bum!
PRINCIPAL McVICKER
(hurt)
That's not fair, Buzzcut...
COACH BUZZCUT
(firmly)
You need to come back to school and face the music, McVicker. Now.
PRINCIPAL McVICKER
(resigned)
Fine... fine...
(McVicker reluctantly gets up, leaving his peaceful hideout behind)
FADE TO BLACK.