Epic Fail.
Dan
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Teaching Piracy
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JUSTIN:
A teacher in North London this week tendered his resignation in order to become Deputy Prime Minister in Somalia. Challenges with looting, gun-running and hostage situations... finally became too much for him to deal with, so he left seeking an easier challenge.
ATMOS:THE SEA. ALL PIRATES SPEAK WITH (PROBABLY RACIST) SOMALI ACCENT..
PARROT:
SQUAWK! Cap'n!
CAPTAIN:
Aye, Polly?
PIRATE:
SQUAWK! Ship ahoy!
F/X:CLAPS HANDS AND RUBS
CAPTAIN:
Fantastic! We might be able to get those doubloons that seemed so valuable. In the past. Where is it?
F/X:ENORMOUS THUD
PARROT:
SQUAWK! Closer than you think.
F/X:FOOTSTEPS UP LADDER. LANDING ON DECK.
CAPTAIN:
Who *dares* to board my ship withou--?
TEACHER:
Shut up! And -- *you* -- stop chewing!
CAPTAIN:
How dare you talk to m--?!
TEACHER:
I thought I told you to shut your mouth.
CAPTAIN:
But--
TEACHER:
Right, that's it! Finger on lip!
CAPTAIN:
Wha--?
TEACHER:
Fingers on lips! All of you! Shhhhhhhhh. Sit down and cross your pegs! Now, I've had bad reports about you boys. I'm *very* disappointed that I've had to come all the way out here to deal with this! What have you got to say for yourselves?
CAPTAIN:
Mmmmwwww.
TEACHER:
Don't talk with your finger on your lip! Put your hand up!
F/XIERCING OF PARROT. SQUAWKING. FLUTTERING. THUD.
TEACHER (CONT'D):
Careful, stupid boy! The one without the hook! You'll have someone's eye out, meladdio! (PAUSE) Better. Yes? You with the hook.
CAPTAIN:
We're pirates?
TEACHER:
Yes, you're very *naughty* pirates at that! Looting, hostage-taking, satellite cyber-crime! Do your parents know you're doing this?
F/X:GENERAL MUMBLING
TEACHER (CONT'D):
Answer me!
CAPTAIN:
Ahem, erm... that is to say... (SMALL)... no.
TEACHER:
Speak up!
CAPTAIN:
No. No, they are not aware of our... erm... shenanigans.
TEACHER:
Of course not! And you know what? They'd be *very* disappointed in you all!
CAPTAIN:
Yes.
TEACHER:
Yes, what?
CAPTAIN:
Yes, sir.
TEACHER:
Now, what do you say to these hundreds of hostages?
CAPTAIN:
(MUMBLES) ... sorry...
TEACHER:
Say it like you mean it, boy!
CAPTAIN:
(CHILDISH) I'm sorreeeeeee, alright?
TEACHER:
That's better. Now, walk the plank.
END