Taran Killam
Dakota Johnson
Kyle Mooney
[Starts with a car pulling over in front of the building]
[Cut to Father and Daughter inside the car]
Father: Well, this is it. You need any help with your bag?
Daughter: No, that’s alright. I got it.
Father: How about some walking around?
Daughter: Dad! It’s okay.
Father: Okay. Just, um, make sure to–
Daughter: Call you when I get there? I know.
Father: Ya. You know, um, you could stay home to another year of high school.
Daughter: Very funny dad! [laughs and steps out of the car.]
Father: Well, I’ll see you at Thanksgiving.
Daughter: Ya, I’ll see you. [Daughter bends over to the car’s window] Hey dad!
Father: Ya!
Daughter: Thanks.
Father: You got it, kiddo!
[horn honking]
[sigh] Looks like your ride’s here.
[Cut to a truck full of men with guns and Islamic logo on it pulls over.]
[Cut to Father]
You be careful, okay?
[Cut to Daughter]
Daughter: Dad, it’s just ISIS.
[Daughter winks at Father and walks.]
[Cut to Daughter getting on the ISIS truck.]
[Cut to Kyle on the truck looking at Father]
[Cut to Dad looking at Kyle]
Father: Take care of her.
[Cut to Kyle nodding his head.]
[Cut to the truck leaving the area. The men are firing guns at the sky and making noise.]
[Cut to Father taking long breath]
Female voice: ISIS: We’ll take it from here, Dad.
[cheers and applause]
