Slate… Beck Bennett
Jack… Benedict Cumberbatch
Ron… Kyle Mooney[Starts with two people getting inside a warehouse. There’s a bomb ticking sound.]
Alex: I hear it! Over here.[Alex takes a sheet away and there’s a bomb]
Slate: Oh! How before this thing turns this place into the inside of cuisinart?
Alex: I don’t know.[phone rings] [Slate answers the phone]
Male voice: Gals and boys come out to play, if the moon does shine as bright as day
Slate: Who is this?[Cut to Jack speaking on the phone]
Jack: Hello, Slate. You may call me Jack. I’ll tell you a story about Jack and Nori and now my story has begun. I’ll tell you another about Jack’s brother and now my score is done. Would you like to play a game, Slate?
Slate: Do I have a choice?
Jack: Next to you is 600 grams of C4 explosive and I hold the detonator . If you want me to deactivate it, answer my query. Johnny’s mother had three children. One was April, one was May, as well the name of the other child only you can say. You have 60 seconds.[Jack hangs up. Jack is with Cecily and Ron]
I gave them 60 seconds.
Cecily: It’s cool[Jack, Cecily and Ron are waiting awkwardly]
Ron: Um, you guys have seen Stranger Things? It’s cool. I hear it’s actually based on true story.
Jack: Ron, I swear to god. If you mention–[phone ringing] [answering the phone] Yes?
Slate: It’s Johnny. You said Johnny’s mother had three children, so the third child is Johnny himself.
Jack: Bravo, Slate. I can see killing you will be harder than I thought. But it seems you forgot about the case of ammonium nitrate I left in your car, outside the school!
Slate: You can’t do that. There’s kids in there.
Jack: They won’t be for long, unless you listen carefully because I’ll only say this once. There is a word, a wonderous word, six letters it contains, take one away from the word and twelve is what remains. You have 60 seconds. [hangs up the phone]
Pretty good, right?
Cecily: Can I ask you something? Don’t get mad. But, do you have to do the riddles?
Jack: What? If I don’t do the riddles, I’m just a common thief. You know, and we all like riddles. Right?
Cecily: No. Yes, people definitely like them. I don’t know if we need them.
Ron: What- What if there were like, pictures?
Jack: And what would that look like, Ron?
Ron: I don’t know. Or what if you had– what if you had to guess how much candy was in a jar?
Jack: Look, I don’t tell you how to do the chlorine. You don’t tell me that– [phone ringing] [answering the phone] Yes.
Slate: Dozens. Plural. Take away the S and you have Dozen.
Jack: You have quite the ear, Slate. Ha-ha-ha-ha. [covers the phone] He got it! But he won’t get this one. [speaking on the phone] I knew you would be a worthy opponent but the game is not over.
Slate: What was that?
Alex: The exists are locked.
Jack: I just locked every door in the warehouse. You have ten minutes to leave, or answer the following. If you please, I’m full of keys, but cannot open a door–
Slate: [interrupting] A piano.[Jack is speechless]
Jack: Um, yea, yea. Very well then, I’ll always come but never arrive today–
Slate: [interrupting] Tomorrow. What is Tomorrow.[Jack is speechless]
Jack: Correct. Who lives in a pineapple under the sea?
Jack: I give up the damn score!
Slate: But we were playing a game. This is fun! Give me another one!