05d: Lance Armstrong / Sheryl Crow
(Opens with Gordon tied up to a chair on a boatyard
pier, Mr.Franco holds a 9mm pistol, Marty stands next
to him,ships on the background)
Mr. Franco: What do you got to say for yourself, Gordon?
Gordon: I told Mr. Franco, I don´t know nothing about no money!
Mr. Franco: I wish I could believe you. But there´s
20,000 dollars missing and you´re the only other
person with the combination to the safe.
Gordon: I swear it wasn´t me!
Mr. Franco: Well, we´re gonna find out.
Marty: Yeah, we´re gonna find out, right boss?
Mr. Franco: Yeah, that´s what I said.
Marty: Yeah, that´s what he said, chump.
Mr. Franco: All right, look you better start talking or
I´m gonna fill you with so many holes, you´re gonna
look like a golf course!
(high pitch laughter)
Marty: Haaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiiiiiiihaaaaaa!!!! That´s a
good one, boss!
Mr. Franco: Thanks Marty. All right, where was I?
Marty: The money.
Mr. Franco: Right,the money. Now I have 10 witnesses that swear they saw you driving around in a brand new Lexus.
Gordon: I bought that Lexus with my own money, man!
Mr. Franco: Your own money? Gordon you´re so broke you got to rent gum!
Oh,boss!Good freaking joke!
Mr. Franco: It wasn´t that funny.
Marty: You´re right, you´re right. Well, it was a little funny. Ha!, ha!, ha!
Mr. Franco: Are you finished?
Marty: Ummm, yes.
Mr. Franco: Now, back to you Gordon.
Gordon: Look, Mr.Franco, I swear this is a big
misunderstanding! I´m getting framed here!
Mr. Franco: You don´t start talking you´re going to be
framed for your death certificate!
(Marty stifles laugh and lets it go)
Mr. Franco: Oh God!
Marty: Hahaha!! Framed? I mean why would you frame it?
Where you´re gonna hang it? In your coffin?
Mr. Franco: Shut up, shut up!
Marty: Ha!ha!!, its so crazy to think about!
Mr. Franco: Shut up! SHUT UP YOUR MOUTH!
Marty: Ooh...(Marty turns his back a little to Mr. Franco)
Mr. Franco: This is serious. (to Gordon) Now start talking or you´re never going to see your family again.
Gordon: I´m telling you don´t....please! don´t shoot me please! I got 2 children a third one on the way, please don´t shoot me!!
(more crazy hyena laughter)
Gordon: I´m sorry.
Mr. Franco: Excus-, excuse me. (turns to Marty) What is your freaking problem!!
Marty: Well, I was thinking about your earlier comment
about renting gum. Ha!,ha!,ha! I mean its such an
inexpensive item and you know, who would want it back
after you´re done? "Excuse me, I´ve finished chewing
your gum now, I´m here to return it to you."
(Mr.Franco shoots Marty at point blank range)
Marty: Oooooooohhhhhhh!!!! (yells in pain) ooohooooooh,
ha!ha! Gum rental! (one more shot BANG!) OOOOhhhhhh!!!
Aaaaa!!! I think you shot my funnybone!! Ha,ha,ha! (3
more shots BANG!BANG!BANG!) ooooooooohhhhhoooooaaaaa!!!!
One of those was in the heart! (Falls face first dead)
Mr. Franco: Finally a little peace and quiet!
(Stunned look on Gordon´s face)
(Cheers and applause)
Submitted by: Waldo San Miguel