Post by Raymond-Raymond on Mar 12, 2008 18:35:15 GMT -5
CATARACTS OF JEALOUSY
Part 1
The show opens on a long shot of the house. The scene cuts to the interior where we see Toot and Marty sitting on the couch with a very large binder on the table in front of them. Gathered around the two are Foxxy, Clara, Wooldoor, Spanky, and Ling-Ling.
Toot: Clara, you and Foxxy can sing at the wedding on one condition. You play guitar and sing naked like you did in the clip show.
Clara: Um... I didn't know you were into that, Toot.
Toot: I'm just trying to make sure my wedding's well-attended, okay? Now then, next order of business-
Wooldoor: I wanna be in charge of the food!
Marty: But Wooldoor, you're already going to be performing the ceremony! Do you think you can do that AND cater?
Wooldoor: Sure! I can just wear my priest robe under my catering jacket and then take it off when the time comes!
Clara: So the theme of this wedding is disrobing, apparently?
Foxxy: Hey, now that's an idea! (She leans over to Toot.) Y'all could be the first couple ever to consummate your marriage before you even get out of the church!
Spanky: No, they won't. That would be me and MY wife.
Toot: Oh, really? (eagerly) So how did you guys get away with it? Could you give me some pointers?
Clara: Toot? Try to save SOME nudity for the honeymoon. Okay?
Toot: Right. Of course. (She leans over to Marty and whispers.) I'm going to wear a HUGE wedding dress. If I get Ling-Ling to make certain alterations, I think I'll be able to hide you under it.
Marty: (whispering) Will I have access to everything? (Toot nods.) Cool, thanks!
Toot: (whispering) No, thank YOU for being almost as short as Spanky! (Spanky raises his eyebrows and leans over to Ling-Ling.)
Spanky: (whispering) Hey, Ling-Ling, can I be present when you design Toot's wedding dress? (Ling-Ling looks confused.)
Toot: Okay, I think that about covers the preliminaries. So if nobody has any further questions- (Clara holds up her hand.) Yes, Clara?
Clara: Yes, Toot. I have a question.
Toot: I assumed as much from the fact that you stuck your hand up when I asked if anybody had any questions.
Clara: Yes. Well, anyway. You seem to have this wedding very well prepared. You've got a location picked out, you've chosen a minister- kinda by default, but no matter. You've hired entertainment, chosen a caterer, and even found someone to design your wedding dress. But there's one key position you haven't filled yet.
Toot: You're right, Clara. I need someone to patrol the crowd and quiet down all the people who try to say, "A white wedding dress? Who's she kidding?"! (She turns to Marty.) I have a certain reputation. (Marty looks at her questioningly.) Well, in India, at least.
Foxxy: Toot, what I think Clara was getting at was that you haven't chosen your maid of honor yet!
Toot: Oh, that's right, I haven't.
Foxxy: So which one of us are you going to choose?
Toot: What makes you so sure it's going to be one of you two?
Clara: Name one female friend you have outside this house. Actually, strike that. Name one FRIEND you have outside this house.
Toot: Point taken.
Foxxy: So who is it?
Toot: Hmmm... you know what? You two just fight to the death over it. I'll take whoever's still standing.
Clara: Oh, this is ridiculous.
Foxxy: (to Clara) You're only saying that cause you know you'll lose.
Clara: Come on, Toot! I thought we were buddies now! Didn't we say that we were best friends forever?
Toot: That's true. We did.
Foxxy: Now hold on a second there. Now it's true that you and Clara are friends NOW. But Clara hasn't always been nice to you. And the Foxxy has ALWAYS supported you!
Clara: Even that time you locked her in the closet?
Foxxy: Well, what about the time you tried to have her kicked out of the house?
Clara: I got murdered and hung from a towel rack for that, Foxxy. I think it's safe to say I got my comeuppance for that one.
Foxxy: Yes, but you never apologized!
Clara: I did! They just didn't show it on TV!
Foxxy: Be that as it may!
Clara: (to Toot) We were in bed together once, Toot!
Foxxy: (to Toot) So were WE!
Clara: (to Toot) But WE made out!
Foxxy: (to Toot) *I* told you I loved you!
Spanky: (cradling his forehead) Whoa, sensory overload! I got a year's worth of spank material entering my brain all at once here!
Clara: Come on, Toot. I know I treated you badly at first, but I tried to make it up to you when we became friends! Really, I did! And I can't think of any better way to pay you back for all my abuse than to be your maid of honor and make sure you have the best wedding possible!
Toot: (touched) I suppose you're right, Clara. I guess I never thought of it like that! (She turns to Foxxy.) Foxxy, I'm sorry. But I think I'm going to let Clara be my maid of honor. (Clara pumps her fists in triumph.) You understand, right?
Foxxy: Yes, Toot. I understand. And I respect your decision.
Toot: Thank you, Foxxy.
Foxxy: And I just hope Clara will find it in her heart to reciprocate when the time comes.
Clara: Whatchoo talkin' about, Foxxy?
Foxxy: (turning to Clara) Oh, it's just that if Toot is going to be kind enough to make you her maid of honor, it's only fair that you return the favor by making her YOURS whenever YOU get married!
Clara: Well, that's ridiculous, Foxxy. I'm already- (She suddenly realizes what Foxxy is getting at.) Uh oh. Gotta go! (She starts to run out of the room, but Foxxy grabs her by her dress to keep her from leaving.) Damn!
Toot: (realizing) Hey, that's right! Clara didn't make me HER maid of honor, did she? She chose Foxxy!
Foxxy: Uh huh. That's right!
Clara: Oh, come on, Toot! You and I weren't as close then as we are now! If I had it all to do over again, you would definitely be my choice!
Foxxy: (glaring at Clara) Oh, would she, now?
Clara: Foxxy, you know that's not what I meant!
Foxxy: (turning away from Clara, extremely annoyed) Mmm hmmm.
Toot: In that case, I change my mind! Foxxy, I want YOU to be my maid of honor! (Clara throws her arms up in frustration. Foxxy celebrates.)
Foxxy: Oh, yeah! Go, Foxxy! It's your birthday! Not for real real, just for play play!
Clara: Now hold on a minute! So Foxxy is going to get to do it twice in a row?
Foxxy: That's right!
Clara: Okay, then. So what happens when YOU get married, Foxxy? You'll owe both Toot and me a favor- and you can't have TWO maids of honor!
Toot: That's a good point.
Clara: (turning to Toot) So what might be the most fair thing is if we trade off. Foxxy was mine. I can be yours. Then you can be Foxxy's! That way, we'll each get to do it once!
Foxxy: Now hold up just a minute. Who said I even wanted Toot to be my maid of honor in the first place?
Toot: (to Foxxy, angrily) So I'm not worth being maid of honor, Foxxy? Is that it?
Foxxy: No, Toot, that ain't what I'm saying at all! It's just that when I get married, I'd kind of like it to be my choice. I don't want to have to make you my maid of honor just to repay a favor! I want to make you my maid of honor because you're one of my closest friends! And Toot- you ARE one of my closest friends.
Toot: Gosh! That's so sweet! (Clara is completely astounded at what she is hearing.)
Clara: Oh, come on! Foxxy, YOU were the one who brought up the whole notion of paying back favors! *I* was talking about friendship! Toot, listen to me. You and I are pals! We're a team! Come on, Toot... it's you and me against the world- one sarcastic white bitch to another!
Foxxy: (to Toot) Did I mention that I loved you?
Toot: Clara- if it's okay with you, I think I want Foxxy to be my maid of honor. I'm really sorry.
Clara: Okay. Fine. It's your decision, Toot. If you want Foxxy to be your maid of honor, I guess I can't stop you.
Toot: Thanks, Clara.
Clara starts to walk out, but suddenly stops and turns to Foxxy.
Clara: Oh, and Foxxy? (Foxxy turns to Clara attentively.) When Toot inevitably ends up going all Bridezilla on you like she's bound to do given her obsessive borderline personality- don't say I didn't warn you! (She walks out. Toot is mildly offended.)
Toot: Oh, that is ridiculous! I am not going to go all Bridezilla on everybody! (We suddenly see Wooldoor thrusting several papers in Toot's face. Toot smacks them away.) Goddammit, Wooldoor, I told you a thousand times, I don't want popcorn and jellybeans for an entree! (Wooldoor becomes disappointed. Toot looks over and sees Spanky and Ling-Ling going over the design for her wedding dress.) And Spanky, quit trying to make Ling-Ling install a hidden camera in my dress to take pictures of my ass! And Ling-Ling, I already told you, the train needs to be longer! Longer! (She turns to Marty.) And you're wearing a powder blue tux, Marty. I mean you're pretty pasty and I'm already black and white, I want us to have a LITTLE bit of color! (She looks around in frustration.) And where the hell is Captain Hero? I need to show him how to do the flower girl dance! (Spanky sticks a hand up.) No, Spanky, you don't do it right! (Spanky puts his hand down.)
Toot (in confessional): And another thing- whenever we do the wedding episode, *I* get all the confessional segments! You hear that, Mr. Anonymous Camera Person? Nobody else gets to be in here but me! Anyone else tries to come in here, you kick them out on their ass! Got it? Good. (Toot takes a deep breath and becomes immediately calm again.) So. (She clasps her hands together.) How have you guys been?
CUE OPENING TITLES
The scene returns to the living room. The group is arranged much the same as before.
Toot: (to group) And THAT'S how I saved Christmas!
Wooldoor: (in awe) Wowwwwww!
Spanky: That's great, Toot! But what does that have to do with your wedding?
Wooldoor: I assumed it was an allegory for the situation.
Toot: Anyway, you guys, thanks for not getting all bent out of shape when I had my little moment there. But I promise you, I am completely calm about everything, and I absolutely definitely will not have any more Bridezilla moments!
Spanky: Gee, Toot, why don't you just say "Nothing can possibly go wrong" too while you're at it?
Foxxy: Toot, if you want to turn into Bridezilla, that's your right! It's your day- and there ain't nothing wrong with wanting it to be perfect.
Toot: Thanks, Foxxy. But I'm okay. Really, I am. (She picks up the binder and lays it on her lap.) So if you guys are in the mood, I thought I'd show you what you all are going to be wearing! (Everyone is excited.)
Wooldoor: Can we wear party hats?
Foxxy: Can all the bridesmaids wear fox tails and go-go boots?
Spanky: Instead of renting a tux, can I go naked and just paint a tux design on my body?
Clara: Could you just make Xandir wear something on his ass? (The others quickly turn and look at Clara as if to ask what she's suddenly doing there.) I'm back now, by the way. (They all turn back. Toot resumes her business.)
Toot: The answers to your questions would be... (She points to the others in turn.) No, no, no, and... I wish. Now, if nobody has any further business... behold!
Everyone gathers around Toot and watches intently as she opens the binder. She turns one page.
Everyone: Oooh! (Toot turns another page.) Aaah!
Spanky: That's beautiful, Toot!
Ling-Ling: Land whale lovely as geisha!
Clara: You'll be the prettiest bride ever!
Wooldoor: You guys ever wonder why Dick Clark always looks so young?
Captain Hero enters from the other room holding a large canvas.
Hero: (very excited) Look, everybody! I just finished my latest painting! (He holds the painting out in front of himself. It is the oft-utilized painting of dogs playing poker.) I call it "Joan Rivers Guest Starring on The View"! (There is no response.) Guys? (Hero looks at the group. Everyone is completely engrossed in Toot's binder.)
Wooldoor: Wow!
Foxxy: Oh, Toot, that's beautiful!
Clara: I never realized Jello could be used as a contraceptive!
Hero: Hey, everyone! Look at my painting!
Spanky: Later, Hero! Toot's showing us all the decorations she's going to have for her wedding!
Hero: Well, what about you, Wooldoor? I know YOU'D rather see my latest creative endeavor than anything Toot has to offer! (Wooldoor starts to turn toward Hero.)
Toot: And THIS ice sculpture looks just like Captain Hero in the shower at the Y! (Wooldoor suddenly turns back to Toot.)
Wooldoor: Ohhhhh... that's dreamy! (He grabs both of Toot's arms.) Show me more!
Hero: (turning away in frustration) Hmmph!
Hero (in confessional): Ever since Toot had gotten engaged, suddenly SHE was getting all the attention in the house! But no matter. That just meant that I had to try HARDER to make people listen to me!
Hero: Help! Everyone! The house is on fire!
Toot: (not looking up from her book) No, it isn't.
Hero: Yes, it is! I smelled smoke!
Spanky: (not looking up) Maybe you were smoking pot again.
Hero: I was not! Well... I suppose I could have been. I mean- (looks around) The house doesn't APPEAR to be on fire! And I've been clean for years now, but I could always have a relapse. (Looking concerned, he turns to the housemates.) Sorry for bothering you, guys! I'll go get help right away!
Marty: Knock yourself out, man. (Hero rushes out of the house. As soon as he is gone, the group looks up from the binder. Everyone looks at each other.) Was someone just in here?
Clara: I think it was a burglar. Toot, check to see if we just got robbed.
Toot: (looks around the room for a moment) Nope!
Foxxy: Cool. Let's get back to this, then!
Everyone turns their attention back to the binder. Just at that moment, the doorbell rings.
Marty: Hey, guys, someone's at the door.
Toot: There can't be anyone at the door. I'm not expecting anyone today! (The doorbell rings again.)
Wooldoor: Maybe THIS is the burglar!
Foxxy: Wooldoor, what kind of burglar rings the doorbell?
Wooldoor: A polite one, that's who! (The doorbell rings again.)
Toot: Should we let them in?
Clara: I don't know. Do we have anything they can steal?
Foxxy: What about that jewelry upstairs?
Clara: No, I kind of wanted to keep that.
Spanky: They can have our encyclopedia set!
Wooldoor: I don't think they take books. (The doorbell rings again.)
Toot: What about our recycling? They can have that, can't they?
Foxxy: But we was gonna take that in and get cash back for it!
Toot: Oh, they don't give us squat for that stuff!
Foxxy: You're right, Toot. It ain't hardly worth the effort to lug it all down there!
Spanky: In a way, they'd be doing us a favor by taking it off our hands! (The doorbell rings again.)
Clara: So we're agreed? They can have our recycling? (Everyone nods.) Perfect. I'll go let them in! (Clara walks to the door and opens it.) Hi! Thanks for stopping by! Look, if it's okay with you, we don't to lose any of our money or our valuables this time, so if it's okay with you, I'll just show you to the basement and you can steal our recycling. Okay? (A confused look crosses her face. The camera angle switches to behind Clara. We see that nobody is there.) Hello? Huh. I guess they left. (Clara starts to close the door, but at the last minute a voice pipes up at her feet.)
Jun-Jee: No! Not close door! I here, just too small for big human to see!
Clara: Huh? (She looks down.) Oh! Jun-Jee! I didn't realize it was you! (She turns to the others.) Hey, everyone! Jun-Jee is here! (Ling-Ling immediately darts over to where the two are standing.)
Wooldoor: Wait a minute. So Ling-Ling's father is here to rob us?
Spanky: Hide your underwear, everybody!
Ling-Ling: Father! What you doing here?
Jun-Jee: Oh, Ling-Ling... Honorable father have bad news. (Ling-Ling is very concerned.)
Ling-Ling: Father okay?
Jun-Jee: Father not okay, Ling-Ling. Jun-Jee very, very sick.
Clara: Oh, no! What's wrong, Jun-Jee?
Jun-Jee: (to Ling-Ling, pointing at Clara) Who this? Jun-Jee supposed to know her?
Ling-Ling: Father, that Carla. Jun-Jee honorable daughter-in-law!
Jun-Jee: Oh, right. Cataracts interfere with Jun-Jee vision, not able to recognize son's honorable geisha!
Ling-Ling: Father, whatever wrong, housemates help you get better! (He calls over to the group.) Sockbat! Get over here now! (Wooldoor rushes over.)
Wooldoor: What is it, Ling-Ling?
Ling-Ling: Father very sick! He say he dying! Please to Sockbat to cure him?
Wooldoor: I don't know, Ling-Ling. (He looks up at Clara.) Clara, would you be offended if I-
Clara: No, Wooldoor, go right ahead! I know I made a big deal about it before, but I've learned that sometimes you have to put the rules aside when someone's life is in the balance. So, Wooldoor... you have my permission to go ahead and masturbate! (Jun-Jee's brow wrinkles in astonishment.)
Wooldoor: Actually, Clara, I wasn't going to make a clum baby. I was just going to go get my stethoscope and my clipboard so I could make a proper medical diagnosis.
Clara: (somewhat embarrassed) Oh. I'm sorry, Wooldoor. Yes, Wooldoor, go ahead and get your stuff.
The scene cuts back to the others for a moment. Toot looks slightly concerned.
Toot: Is this story going to get back to being about ME any time soon?
Wooldoor starts to run off, but Jun-Jee stops him.
Jun-Jee: No! Honorable Spongebob ripoff no need to make medical diagnosis. Jun-Jee tell housemates exactly what he wrong.
Clara: Okay, usually I like to cut you guys some slack because English isn't your native language, but "exactly what he wrong" is reeeeeeeally pushing things!
Ling-Ling: What wrong, Father?
Jun-Jee: Jun-Jee dying, Ling-Ling. (Everyone looks very concerned.) Jun-Jee dying... of a broken heart!
Wooldoor: Oh, a deviated aortic septum! Well, I can fix that! (He starts to perform the clum baby ritual, but Clara stops him.)
Clara: Wooldoor, I think Jun-Jee just meant that he's very sad and he's lost the will to live. (Jun-Jee nods.)
Wooldoor: A clum baby MIGHT cure that! I've never actually tried...
Ling-Ling: Father, whatever it take, Ling-Ling make you feel better.
Jun-Jee: Thank you, son. But Jun-Jee not think there anything Ling-Ling can do.
Clara: Jun-Jee, we WOULD like to make you feel better, if we could. If it's okay... would you like to talk about how your heart was broken?
Jun-Jee: Some time ago, Jun-Jee think he find happiness. He find beautiful woman and fall in love, think he live happily ever after. But then he become suspicious of her and decide to divorce her. He get marriage annulled, disinherit her from Jun-Jee fortune. It only later that Jun-Jee realize terrible mistake and decide he want her back. (Ling-Ling eyes his father skeptically.)
Ling-Ling: Father... who you talking about?
Jun-Jee: Only most beautiful woman ever to grace earth. One that Ling-Ling friends call... Toot! (Ling-Ling sighs in frustration. Clara turns to the group.)
Clara: Hey, Toot. Could you come over here a minute?
Toot: (claps her hands together) I knew the plot would come back around to me eventually! (She gets up and walks over to the door.) What is it, Clara?
Jun-Jee: Toot-san!
Toot: (very surprised) Jun-Jee?
Clara: Wait. I'm confused. (She points to the couch.) Toot was sitting right over there. How did you not know she was here?
Toot: He has cataracts, Clara.
Clara: (realizing) Ohhhhhh.
Wooldoor: I can cure those, too! (He starts to perform the clum baby ritual again. Again, Clara stops him.)
Clara: You just want to masturbate, don't you?
Wooldoor: (solemnly) Yes.
Clara: (sighs) Fine. Just take it upstairs. Okay?
Wooldoor: Okay! (Wooldoor rushes off. Toot addresses Jun-Jee.)
Toot: What is it, Jun-Jee? You're not still mad about what happened before, are you? I've officially waived all my claims to your fortune. You're not on the hook to me for ANYTHING!
Jun-Jee: This not about money, Toot-san. This about... (He begins to get swoony) love!
Toot: Oh, crap!
Jun-Jee: Jun-Jee make terrible mistake letting Toot-san go. Please will land whale take Jun-Jee back?
Marty: Now hold on just a minute! (He gets up and walks over to the door.) I don't know who you are- I'm assuming by the way you look that you're affiliated with Ling-Ling in some way? (He looks at Ling-Ling questioningly.)
Ling-Ling: He Ling-Ling father!
Marty: Ah. Well, the point is, I want to know what right you think you have to show up here at our house claiming you're in love with my fiancee!
Jun-Jee: Fiancee?
Marty: That's right! Toot and I are engaged to be married!
Jun-Jee: But Jun-Jee and Toot ALREADY married!
Marty: What?
Toot: We USED to be married, Jun-Jee! But not anymore! We're divorced now!
Marty: (He pulls a dollar out of his pocket and hands it to Clara.) Wait. I'm confused. So... (He points to Toot, then Jun-Jee.) You... used to be married to him. (Toot and Jun-Jee both nod.) And YOU... (He points to Clara, then Ling-Ling)... are now married to HIM! (Clara and Ling-Ling both nod.) So... is there anyone in this house who HASN'T married one of these things?
Foxxy: Oh, yeah! (She starts to put her hand up, but then puts it back down) Wait... (She thinks for a moment.) Never mind.
Toot: It's true, Marty. I was married to Jun-Jee for a very brief period of time. But that ended!
Marty: Why didn't you tell me about it?
Toot: Would you believe me if I told you that I just tend to FORGET about that marriage? (Marty looks at her skeptically. However, the others back Toot up.)
Foxxy: Actually, she's telling the truth, Marty. We all tend to forget that particular episode for some reason.
Marty: Oh. I guess it's okay, then. (He turns to Toot.) So what about now? You're not still in love with him, are you?
Toot: Marty, I was never in love with him to begin with! It was strictly a marriage of convenience!
Marty: Oh? What was the convenience?
Toot: I was after his money and being married to him provided a convenient way for me to get it!
Marty: Ah. I see.
Jun-Jee: So what say Toot-san? Toot-san see it in her heart to give Jun-Jee second chance?
Toot: I'm sorry, Jun-Jee, but I can't. I'm engaged to Marty now. He's the person I want to spend the rest of my life with!
Jun-Jee: You still can. Jun-Jee old man, probably die soon. Toot-san give Jun-Jee happiness for six months or so, then get all his money and marry Marty-san for love. What say you? Sound like win-win to Jun-Jee!
Toot: Well, it WOULD be nice for Marty not to have to get another job... but no. I'm sorry, Jun-Jee. But I don't love you. You really deserve to be with someone who does.
Spanky: (to Foxxy) Wait a second. Jun-Jee just offered Toot practically his entire fortune, no strings attached, and she turned it down? I'm telling you, this is NOT the Toot we know and love!
Marty: Well, it's the Toot *I* know and love! (He puts his arm around Toot.) Toot, I'm proud of you. I can't believe you love me that much to give up all that money!
Toot: I know. I used to be so selfish! What the crap happened to me?
Jun-Jee: No! Jun-Jee not give up Toot-san so easily! Those huge reflective eyes... that whisper-like voice... those tiny, tiny feet!
Toot: Well, sorry, Jun-Jee, but Marty's the only one who gets to enjoy my feet these days!
Ling-Ling: (to Jun-Jee) You sure you not thinking of nipples?
Jun-Jee: Jun-Jee make Toot-san fall in love with him again... he not sure how, but he not give up until Toot-san take him back!
Toot: (sighs) Oh, boy. (to Jun-Jee) Wait here a moment. (She turns to the others.) This guy obviously isn't going to leave me alone. I don't know what to do! Does anybody have any ideas? (Clara looks thoughtful.)
Clara (in confessional): As Jun-Jee's daughter-in-law, it occurred to me that I was in a position where I might be able to help Toot. And it also occurred to me that if I could take care of the Jun-Jee problem for Toot, she'd be indebted to me. Possibly indebted to the point where she might have to... oh, I don't know... make me her maid of honor!
Clara: I'll help you, Toot!
Toot: Really?
Clara: Sure! Ling-Ling and I will talk to his father. We'll get him to leave you alone somehow.
Toot: Thanks, Clara. If you can do this for me, I'll really owe you one!
Clara: (smiling slightly smugly) I know. (As Foxxy eyes Clara suspiciously, Clara turns to Ling-Ling and Jun-Jee.) Hey, Jun-Jee, why don't you come have lunch with Ling-Ling and me? We'll get re-acquainted and then we'll talk about the Toot situation. Sound good? (Jun-Jee nods. Clara picks up Ling-Ling and starts to walk into the kitchen. She stops when she realizes Jun-Jee is not following them. She turns around to see Jun-Jee still standing in the doorway. He looks at Clara.) Jun-Jee, are you coming?
Jun-Jee, cane in hand, takes one very slow, hobbled step. He rests for a moment, then takes another step. He then rests for even longer before he finally takes another step. After resting for what seems like an eternity, Clara finally loses patience.
Clara: Okay, fine! (Very agitatedly, she walks over to Jun-Jee and picks him up. She is now holding Ling-Ling in one arm and Jun-Jee in the other.) Now, then. let's go have lunch. (She walks off to the kitchen. Toot and Foxxy watch her go. Foxxy is still a bit suspicious.)
(to be continued...)
Part 1
The show opens on a long shot of the house. The scene cuts to the interior where we see Toot and Marty sitting on the couch with a very large binder on the table in front of them. Gathered around the two are Foxxy, Clara, Wooldoor, Spanky, and Ling-Ling.
Toot: Clara, you and Foxxy can sing at the wedding on one condition. You play guitar and sing naked like you did in the clip show.
Clara: Um... I didn't know you were into that, Toot.
Toot: I'm just trying to make sure my wedding's well-attended, okay? Now then, next order of business-
Wooldoor: I wanna be in charge of the food!
Marty: But Wooldoor, you're already going to be performing the ceremony! Do you think you can do that AND cater?
Wooldoor: Sure! I can just wear my priest robe under my catering jacket and then take it off when the time comes!
Clara: So the theme of this wedding is disrobing, apparently?
Foxxy: Hey, now that's an idea! (She leans over to Toot.) Y'all could be the first couple ever to consummate your marriage before you even get out of the church!
Spanky: No, they won't. That would be me and MY wife.
Toot: Oh, really? (eagerly) So how did you guys get away with it? Could you give me some pointers?
Clara: Toot? Try to save SOME nudity for the honeymoon. Okay?
Toot: Right. Of course. (She leans over to Marty and whispers.) I'm going to wear a HUGE wedding dress. If I get Ling-Ling to make certain alterations, I think I'll be able to hide you under it.
Marty: (whispering) Will I have access to everything? (Toot nods.) Cool, thanks!
Toot: (whispering) No, thank YOU for being almost as short as Spanky! (Spanky raises his eyebrows and leans over to Ling-Ling.)
Spanky: (whispering) Hey, Ling-Ling, can I be present when you design Toot's wedding dress? (Ling-Ling looks confused.)
Toot: Okay, I think that about covers the preliminaries. So if nobody has any further questions- (Clara holds up her hand.) Yes, Clara?
Clara: Yes, Toot. I have a question.
Toot: I assumed as much from the fact that you stuck your hand up when I asked if anybody had any questions.
Clara: Yes. Well, anyway. You seem to have this wedding very well prepared. You've got a location picked out, you've chosen a minister- kinda by default, but no matter. You've hired entertainment, chosen a caterer, and even found someone to design your wedding dress. But there's one key position you haven't filled yet.
Toot: You're right, Clara. I need someone to patrol the crowd and quiet down all the people who try to say, "A white wedding dress? Who's she kidding?"! (She turns to Marty.) I have a certain reputation. (Marty looks at her questioningly.) Well, in India, at least.
Foxxy: Toot, what I think Clara was getting at was that you haven't chosen your maid of honor yet!
Toot: Oh, that's right, I haven't.
Foxxy: So which one of us are you going to choose?
Toot: What makes you so sure it's going to be one of you two?
Clara: Name one female friend you have outside this house. Actually, strike that. Name one FRIEND you have outside this house.
Toot: Point taken.
Foxxy: So who is it?
Toot: Hmmm... you know what? You two just fight to the death over it. I'll take whoever's still standing.
Clara: Oh, this is ridiculous.
Foxxy: (to Clara) You're only saying that cause you know you'll lose.
Clara: Come on, Toot! I thought we were buddies now! Didn't we say that we were best friends forever?
Toot: That's true. We did.
Foxxy: Now hold on a second there. Now it's true that you and Clara are friends NOW. But Clara hasn't always been nice to you. And the Foxxy has ALWAYS supported you!
Clara: Even that time you locked her in the closet?
Foxxy: Well, what about the time you tried to have her kicked out of the house?
Clara: I got murdered and hung from a towel rack for that, Foxxy. I think it's safe to say I got my comeuppance for that one.
Foxxy: Yes, but you never apologized!
Clara: I did! They just didn't show it on TV!
Foxxy: Be that as it may!
Clara: (to Toot) We were in bed together once, Toot!
Foxxy: (to Toot) So were WE!
Clara: (to Toot) But WE made out!
Foxxy: (to Toot) *I* told you I loved you!
Spanky: (cradling his forehead) Whoa, sensory overload! I got a year's worth of spank material entering my brain all at once here!
Clara: Come on, Toot. I know I treated you badly at first, but I tried to make it up to you when we became friends! Really, I did! And I can't think of any better way to pay you back for all my abuse than to be your maid of honor and make sure you have the best wedding possible!
Toot: (touched) I suppose you're right, Clara. I guess I never thought of it like that! (She turns to Foxxy.) Foxxy, I'm sorry. But I think I'm going to let Clara be my maid of honor. (Clara pumps her fists in triumph.) You understand, right?
Foxxy: Yes, Toot. I understand. And I respect your decision.
Toot: Thank you, Foxxy.
Foxxy: And I just hope Clara will find it in her heart to reciprocate when the time comes.
Clara: Whatchoo talkin' about, Foxxy?
Foxxy: (turning to Clara) Oh, it's just that if Toot is going to be kind enough to make you her maid of honor, it's only fair that you return the favor by making her YOURS whenever YOU get married!
Clara: Well, that's ridiculous, Foxxy. I'm already- (She suddenly realizes what Foxxy is getting at.) Uh oh. Gotta go! (She starts to run out of the room, but Foxxy grabs her by her dress to keep her from leaving.) Damn!
Toot: (realizing) Hey, that's right! Clara didn't make me HER maid of honor, did she? She chose Foxxy!
Foxxy: Uh huh. That's right!
Clara: Oh, come on, Toot! You and I weren't as close then as we are now! If I had it all to do over again, you would definitely be my choice!
Foxxy: (glaring at Clara) Oh, would she, now?
Clara: Foxxy, you know that's not what I meant!
Foxxy: (turning away from Clara, extremely annoyed) Mmm hmmm.
Toot: In that case, I change my mind! Foxxy, I want YOU to be my maid of honor! (Clara throws her arms up in frustration. Foxxy celebrates.)
Foxxy: Oh, yeah! Go, Foxxy! It's your birthday! Not for real real, just for play play!
Clara: Now hold on a minute! So Foxxy is going to get to do it twice in a row?
Foxxy: That's right!
Clara: Okay, then. So what happens when YOU get married, Foxxy? You'll owe both Toot and me a favor- and you can't have TWO maids of honor!
Toot: That's a good point.
Clara: (turning to Toot) So what might be the most fair thing is if we trade off. Foxxy was mine. I can be yours. Then you can be Foxxy's! That way, we'll each get to do it once!
Foxxy: Now hold up just a minute. Who said I even wanted Toot to be my maid of honor in the first place?
Toot: (to Foxxy, angrily) So I'm not worth being maid of honor, Foxxy? Is that it?
Foxxy: No, Toot, that ain't what I'm saying at all! It's just that when I get married, I'd kind of like it to be my choice. I don't want to have to make you my maid of honor just to repay a favor! I want to make you my maid of honor because you're one of my closest friends! And Toot- you ARE one of my closest friends.
Toot: Gosh! That's so sweet! (Clara is completely astounded at what she is hearing.)
Clara: Oh, come on! Foxxy, YOU were the one who brought up the whole notion of paying back favors! *I* was talking about friendship! Toot, listen to me. You and I are pals! We're a team! Come on, Toot... it's you and me against the world- one sarcastic white bitch to another!
Foxxy: (to Toot) Did I mention that I loved you?
Toot: Clara- if it's okay with you, I think I want Foxxy to be my maid of honor. I'm really sorry.
Clara: Okay. Fine. It's your decision, Toot. If you want Foxxy to be your maid of honor, I guess I can't stop you.
Toot: Thanks, Clara.
Clara starts to walk out, but suddenly stops and turns to Foxxy.
Clara: Oh, and Foxxy? (Foxxy turns to Clara attentively.) When Toot inevitably ends up going all Bridezilla on you like she's bound to do given her obsessive borderline personality- don't say I didn't warn you! (She walks out. Toot is mildly offended.)
Toot: Oh, that is ridiculous! I am not going to go all Bridezilla on everybody! (We suddenly see Wooldoor thrusting several papers in Toot's face. Toot smacks them away.) Goddammit, Wooldoor, I told you a thousand times, I don't want popcorn and jellybeans for an entree! (Wooldoor becomes disappointed. Toot looks over and sees Spanky and Ling-Ling going over the design for her wedding dress.) And Spanky, quit trying to make Ling-Ling install a hidden camera in my dress to take pictures of my ass! And Ling-Ling, I already told you, the train needs to be longer! Longer! (She turns to Marty.) And you're wearing a powder blue tux, Marty. I mean you're pretty pasty and I'm already black and white, I want us to have a LITTLE bit of color! (She looks around in frustration.) And where the hell is Captain Hero? I need to show him how to do the flower girl dance! (Spanky sticks a hand up.) No, Spanky, you don't do it right! (Spanky puts his hand down.)
Toot (in confessional): And another thing- whenever we do the wedding episode, *I* get all the confessional segments! You hear that, Mr. Anonymous Camera Person? Nobody else gets to be in here but me! Anyone else tries to come in here, you kick them out on their ass! Got it? Good. (Toot takes a deep breath and becomes immediately calm again.) So. (She clasps her hands together.) How have you guys been?
CUE OPENING TITLES
The scene returns to the living room. The group is arranged much the same as before.
Toot: (to group) And THAT'S how I saved Christmas!
Wooldoor: (in awe) Wowwwwww!
Spanky: That's great, Toot! But what does that have to do with your wedding?
Wooldoor: I assumed it was an allegory for the situation.
Toot: Anyway, you guys, thanks for not getting all bent out of shape when I had my little moment there. But I promise you, I am completely calm about everything, and I absolutely definitely will not have any more Bridezilla moments!
Spanky: Gee, Toot, why don't you just say "Nothing can possibly go wrong" too while you're at it?
Foxxy: Toot, if you want to turn into Bridezilla, that's your right! It's your day- and there ain't nothing wrong with wanting it to be perfect.
Toot: Thanks, Foxxy. But I'm okay. Really, I am. (She picks up the binder and lays it on her lap.) So if you guys are in the mood, I thought I'd show you what you all are going to be wearing! (Everyone is excited.)
Wooldoor: Can we wear party hats?
Foxxy: Can all the bridesmaids wear fox tails and go-go boots?
Spanky: Instead of renting a tux, can I go naked and just paint a tux design on my body?
Clara: Could you just make Xandir wear something on his ass? (The others quickly turn and look at Clara as if to ask what she's suddenly doing there.) I'm back now, by the way. (They all turn back. Toot resumes her business.)
Toot: The answers to your questions would be... (She points to the others in turn.) No, no, no, and... I wish. Now, if nobody has any further business... behold!
Everyone gathers around Toot and watches intently as she opens the binder. She turns one page.
Everyone: Oooh! (Toot turns another page.) Aaah!
Spanky: That's beautiful, Toot!
Ling-Ling: Land whale lovely as geisha!
Clara: You'll be the prettiest bride ever!
Wooldoor: You guys ever wonder why Dick Clark always looks so young?
Captain Hero enters from the other room holding a large canvas.
Hero: (very excited) Look, everybody! I just finished my latest painting! (He holds the painting out in front of himself. It is the oft-utilized painting of dogs playing poker.) I call it "Joan Rivers Guest Starring on The View"! (There is no response.) Guys? (Hero looks at the group. Everyone is completely engrossed in Toot's binder.)
Wooldoor: Wow!
Foxxy: Oh, Toot, that's beautiful!
Clara: I never realized Jello could be used as a contraceptive!
Hero: Hey, everyone! Look at my painting!
Spanky: Later, Hero! Toot's showing us all the decorations she's going to have for her wedding!
Hero: Well, what about you, Wooldoor? I know YOU'D rather see my latest creative endeavor than anything Toot has to offer! (Wooldoor starts to turn toward Hero.)
Toot: And THIS ice sculpture looks just like Captain Hero in the shower at the Y! (Wooldoor suddenly turns back to Toot.)
Wooldoor: Ohhhhh... that's dreamy! (He grabs both of Toot's arms.) Show me more!
Hero: (turning away in frustration) Hmmph!
Hero (in confessional): Ever since Toot had gotten engaged, suddenly SHE was getting all the attention in the house! But no matter. That just meant that I had to try HARDER to make people listen to me!
Hero: Help! Everyone! The house is on fire!
Toot: (not looking up from her book) No, it isn't.
Hero: Yes, it is! I smelled smoke!
Spanky: (not looking up) Maybe you were smoking pot again.
Hero: I was not! Well... I suppose I could have been. I mean- (looks around) The house doesn't APPEAR to be on fire! And I've been clean for years now, but I could always have a relapse. (Looking concerned, he turns to the housemates.) Sorry for bothering you, guys! I'll go get help right away!
Marty: Knock yourself out, man. (Hero rushes out of the house. As soon as he is gone, the group looks up from the binder. Everyone looks at each other.) Was someone just in here?
Clara: I think it was a burglar. Toot, check to see if we just got robbed.
Toot: (looks around the room for a moment) Nope!
Foxxy: Cool. Let's get back to this, then!
Everyone turns their attention back to the binder. Just at that moment, the doorbell rings.
Marty: Hey, guys, someone's at the door.
Toot: There can't be anyone at the door. I'm not expecting anyone today! (The doorbell rings again.)
Wooldoor: Maybe THIS is the burglar!
Foxxy: Wooldoor, what kind of burglar rings the doorbell?
Wooldoor: A polite one, that's who! (The doorbell rings again.)
Toot: Should we let them in?
Clara: I don't know. Do we have anything they can steal?
Foxxy: What about that jewelry upstairs?
Clara: No, I kind of wanted to keep that.
Spanky: They can have our encyclopedia set!
Wooldoor: I don't think they take books. (The doorbell rings again.)
Toot: What about our recycling? They can have that, can't they?
Foxxy: But we was gonna take that in and get cash back for it!
Toot: Oh, they don't give us squat for that stuff!
Foxxy: You're right, Toot. It ain't hardly worth the effort to lug it all down there!
Spanky: In a way, they'd be doing us a favor by taking it off our hands! (The doorbell rings again.)
Clara: So we're agreed? They can have our recycling? (Everyone nods.) Perfect. I'll go let them in! (Clara walks to the door and opens it.) Hi! Thanks for stopping by! Look, if it's okay with you, we don't to lose any of our money or our valuables this time, so if it's okay with you, I'll just show you to the basement and you can steal our recycling. Okay? (A confused look crosses her face. The camera angle switches to behind Clara. We see that nobody is there.) Hello? Huh. I guess they left. (Clara starts to close the door, but at the last minute a voice pipes up at her feet.)
Jun-Jee: No! Not close door! I here, just too small for big human to see!
Clara: Huh? (She looks down.) Oh! Jun-Jee! I didn't realize it was you! (She turns to the others.) Hey, everyone! Jun-Jee is here! (Ling-Ling immediately darts over to where the two are standing.)
Wooldoor: Wait a minute. So Ling-Ling's father is here to rob us?
Spanky: Hide your underwear, everybody!
Ling-Ling: Father! What you doing here?
Jun-Jee: Oh, Ling-Ling... Honorable father have bad news. (Ling-Ling is very concerned.)
Ling-Ling: Father okay?
Jun-Jee: Father not okay, Ling-Ling. Jun-Jee very, very sick.
Clara: Oh, no! What's wrong, Jun-Jee?
Jun-Jee: (to Ling-Ling, pointing at Clara) Who this? Jun-Jee supposed to know her?
Ling-Ling: Father, that Carla. Jun-Jee honorable daughter-in-law!
Jun-Jee: Oh, right. Cataracts interfere with Jun-Jee vision, not able to recognize son's honorable geisha!
Ling-Ling: Father, whatever wrong, housemates help you get better! (He calls over to the group.) Sockbat! Get over here now! (Wooldoor rushes over.)
Wooldoor: What is it, Ling-Ling?
Ling-Ling: Father very sick! He say he dying! Please to Sockbat to cure him?
Wooldoor: I don't know, Ling-Ling. (He looks up at Clara.) Clara, would you be offended if I-
Clara: No, Wooldoor, go right ahead! I know I made a big deal about it before, but I've learned that sometimes you have to put the rules aside when someone's life is in the balance. So, Wooldoor... you have my permission to go ahead and masturbate! (Jun-Jee's brow wrinkles in astonishment.)
Wooldoor: Actually, Clara, I wasn't going to make a clum baby. I was just going to go get my stethoscope and my clipboard so I could make a proper medical diagnosis.
Clara: (somewhat embarrassed) Oh. I'm sorry, Wooldoor. Yes, Wooldoor, go ahead and get your stuff.
The scene cuts back to the others for a moment. Toot looks slightly concerned.
Toot: Is this story going to get back to being about ME any time soon?
Wooldoor starts to run off, but Jun-Jee stops him.
Jun-Jee: No! Honorable Spongebob ripoff no need to make medical diagnosis. Jun-Jee tell housemates exactly what he wrong.
Clara: Okay, usually I like to cut you guys some slack because English isn't your native language, but "exactly what he wrong" is reeeeeeeally pushing things!
Ling-Ling: What wrong, Father?
Jun-Jee: Jun-Jee dying, Ling-Ling. (Everyone looks very concerned.) Jun-Jee dying... of a broken heart!
Wooldoor: Oh, a deviated aortic septum! Well, I can fix that! (He starts to perform the clum baby ritual, but Clara stops him.)
Clara: Wooldoor, I think Jun-Jee just meant that he's very sad and he's lost the will to live. (Jun-Jee nods.)
Wooldoor: A clum baby MIGHT cure that! I've never actually tried...
Ling-Ling: Father, whatever it take, Ling-Ling make you feel better.
Jun-Jee: Thank you, son. But Jun-Jee not think there anything Ling-Ling can do.
Clara: Jun-Jee, we WOULD like to make you feel better, if we could. If it's okay... would you like to talk about how your heart was broken?
Jun-Jee: Some time ago, Jun-Jee think he find happiness. He find beautiful woman and fall in love, think he live happily ever after. But then he become suspicious of her and decide to divorce her. He get marriage annulled, disinherit her from Jun-Jee fortune. It only later that Jun-Jee realize terrible mistake and decide he want her back. (Ling-Ling eyes his father skeptically.)
Ling-Ling: Father... who you talking about?
Jun-Jee: Only most beautiful woman ever to grace earth. One that Ling-Ling friends call... Toot! (Ling-Ling sighs in frustration. Clara turns to the group.)
Clara: Hey, Toot. Could you come over here a minute?
Toot: (claps her hands together) I knew the plot would come back around to me eventually! (She gets up and walks over to the door.) What is it, Clara?
Jun-Jee: Toot-san!
Toot: (very surprised) Jun-Jee?
Clara: Wait. I'm confused. (She points to the couch.) Toot was sitting right over there. How did you not know she was here?
Toot: He has cataracts, Clara.
Clara: (realizing) Ohhhhhh.
Wooldoor: I can cure those, too! (He starts to perform the clum baby ritual again. Again, Clara stops him.)
Clara: You just want to masturbate, don't you?
Wooldoor: (solemnly) Yes.
Clara: (sighs) Fine. Just take it upstairs. Okay?
Wooldoor: Okay! (Wooldoor rushes off. Toot addresses Jun-Jee.)
Toot: What is it, Jun-Jee? You're not still mad about what happened before, are you? I've officially waived all my claims to your fortune. You're not on the hook to me for ANYTHING!
Jun-Jee: This not about money, Toot-san. This about... (He begins to get swoony) love!
Toot: Oh, crap!
Jun-Jee: Jun-Jee make terrible mistake letting Toot-san go. Please will land whale take Jun-Jee back?
Marty: Now hold on just a minute! (He gets up and walks over to the door.) I don't know who you are- I'm assuming by the way you look that you're affiliated with Ling-Ling in some way? (He looks at Ling-Ling questioningly.)
Ling-Ling: He Ling-Ling father!
Marty: Ah. Well, the point is, I want to know what right you think you have to show up here at our house claiming you're in love with my fiancee!
Jun-Jee: Fiancee?
Marty: That's right! Toot and I are engaged to be married!
Jun-Jee: But Jun-Jee and Toot ALREADY married!
Marty: What?
Toot: We USED to be married, Jun-Jee! But not anymore! We're divorced now!
Marty: (He pulls a dollar out of his pocket and hands it to Clara.) Wait. I'm confused. So... (He points to Toot, then Jun-Jee.) You... used to be married to him. (Toot and Jun-Jee both nod.) And YOU... (He points to Clara, then Ling-Ling)... are now married to HIM! (Clara and Ling-Ling both nod.) So... is there anyone in this house who HASN'T married one of these things?
Foxxy: Oh, yeah! (She starts to put her hand up, but then puts it back down) Wait... (She thinks for a moment.) Never mind.
Toot: It's true, Marty. I was married to Jun-Jee for a very brief period of time. But that ended!
Marty: Why didn't you tell me about it?
Toot: Would you believe me if I told you that I just tend to FORGET about that marriage? (Marty looks at her skeptically. However, the others back Toot up.)
Foxxy: Actually, she's telling the truth, Marty. We all tend to forget that particular episode for some reason.
Marty: Oh. I guess it's okay, then. (He turns to Toot.) So what about now? You're not still in love with him, are you?
Toot: Marty, I was never in love with him to begin with! It was strictly a marriage of convenience!
Marty: Oh? What was the convenience?
Toot: I was after his money and being married to him provided a convenient way for me to get it!
Marty: Ah. I see.
Jun-Jee: So what say Toot-san? Toot-san see it in her heart to give Jun-Jee second chance?
Toot: I'm sorry, Jun-Jee, but I can't. I'm engaged to Marty now. He's the person I want to spend the rest of my life with!
Jun-Jee: You still can. Jun-Jee old man, probably die soon. Toot-san give Jun-Jee happiness for six months or so, then get all his money and marry Marty-san for love. What say you? Sound like win-win to Jun-Jee!
Toot: Well, it WOULD be nice for Marty not to have to get another job... but no. I'm sorry, Jun-Jee. But I don't love you. You really deserve to be with someone who does.
Spanky: (to Foxxy) Wait a second. Jun-Jee just offered Toot practically his entire fortune, no strings attached, and she turned it down? I'm telling you, this is NOT the Toot we know and love!
Marty: Well, it's the Toot *I* know and love! (He puts his arm around Toot.) Toot, I'm proud of you. I can't believe you love me that much to give up all that money!
Toot: I know. I used to be so selfish! What the crap happened to me?
Jun-Jee: No! Jun-Jee not give up Toot-san so easily! Those huge reflective eyes... that whisper-like voice... those tiny, tiny feet!
Toot: Well, sorry, Jun-Jee, but Marty's the only one who gets to enjoy my feet these days!
Ling-Ling: (to Jun-Jee) You sure you not thinking of nipples?
Jun-Jee: Jun-Jee make Toot-san fall in love with him again... he not sure how, but he not give up until Toot-san take him back!
Toot: (sighs) Oh, boy. (to Jun-Jee) Wait here a moment. (She turns to the others.) This guy obviously isn't going to leave me alone. I don't know what to do! Does anybody have any ideas? (Clara looks thoughtful.)
Clara (in confessional): As Jun-Jee's daughter-in-law, it occurred to me that I was in a position where I might be able to help Toot. And it also occurred to me that if I could take care of the Jun-Jee problem for Toot, she'd be indebted to me. Possibly indebted to the point where she might have to... oh, I don't know... make me her maid of honor!
Clara: I'll help you, Toot!
Toot: Really?
Clara: Sure! Ling-Ling and I will talk to his father. We'll get him to leave you alone somehow.
Toot: Thanks, Clara. If you can do this for me, I'll really owe you one!
Clara: (smiling slightly smugly) I know. (As Foxxy eyes Clara suspiciously, Clara turns to Ling-Ling and Jun-Jee.) Hey, Jun-Jee, why don't you come have lunch with Ling-Ling and me? We'll get re-acquainted and then we'll talk about the Toot situation. Sound good? (Jun-Jee nods. Clara picks up Ling-Ling and starts to walk into the kitchen. She stops when she realizes Jun-Jee is not following them. She turns around to see Jun-Jee still standing in the doorway. He looks at Clara.) Jun-Jee, are you coming?
Jun-Jee, cane in hand, takes one very slow, hobbled step. He rests for a moment, then takes another step. He then rests for even longer before he finally takes another step. After resting for what seems like an eternity, Clara finally loses patience.
Clara: Okay, fine! (Very agitatedly, she walks over to Jun-Jee and picks him up. She is now holding Ling-Ling in one arm and Jun-Jee in the other.) Now, then. let's go have lunch. (She walks off to the kitchen. Toot and Foxxy watch her go. Foxxy is still a bit suspicious.)
(to be continued...)