Post by trogdorman on Jan 14, 2011 11:46:34 GMT -5
Here we discuss the script, I got one in the process
Sam & Max:
The Forgotten Cases pt 1:
Two’s Company; Three’s a Living Hell
Based on the 1948 haiku: You Will Be Haunted by 3 Cases
Created by Monkeyhead234
Written by: Trogdorman (aka Trainlover476/Joey Turner), Monkeyhead234, strongbrush1
All characters created by Steve Purcell
Cast:
William Grubb: Sam, Butler, British Zoo Keeper, and Gators
Joey Turner: Max, Old Hermit, and Gators
Strongbrush1: Mack Salmon, Zoo customer who gets pushed into the rabid salmon exhibit (Actually Mack before the accident), Witness, Jimmy Two-Teeth
? ? ?: Bosco
? ? ?: Senior Mustachioid
? ? ?: Flint Paper
? ? ?: Old Lady
? ? ?: Old Lady’s sister/mermaid
? ? ?: Witness
Doug Boyd (Archived footage): Specs
Peter Barto (Archived footage): Peepers
Michael Barrett (Archived footage): Whizzer
Opening:
(Interior: James Bond-esque lair, Sam and Max are chained together dangling above an alligator monster in a pit. There’s another chain that’s hooked up to an anchor that’s in between the duo that leads to a crank. Mack Salmon sits in the shadows)
Mack: you have devastated my plans for the absolute LAST TIME Sam and Max!! After years and YEARS of foundering, you shall finally pay for your part in causing my…. (Mack reveals himself) condition!
Sam: holy indigenous antelopes scurrying through the Great River Nile in a dugout canoe riding piggyback on a Malagasy hippo!!! Look alive Max! It’s our most competent archrival, Mack Salmon!
Max: hey Salmon! Long time no maim! (Whispers to Sam) how the hell did he get that way, Sam?
Sam: beats me? Some sort of boating mishap I think.
Mack: at last vengeance shall be mine! 20 years I’ve been plotting my revenge, and now at last that day has come! For once I release this crank, you two will drop straight into the pit below! And become the main course for my alligator monster!!
(The alligator snarls and snaps its jaw)
Max: aww, look Sam; it’s got my eyes!
Sam: and your sickening grimace. Anyways, this is usually the part where I tell you, you won’t get away with this Mack.
Mack: Says, you Sam! (Points to a table where Sam and Max’s guns, a badge, and a communicator are sitting) I’ve confiscated all your little toys…..
Sam: where did you find Max’s gun?
Mack: none of your damn business Sam! Anyways I'm going to kill you both in a second, but first I will deliver a stereotypical villain monologue.
Max: Can't you just shoot us?
Mack: SILENCE! Now let me continue. It al started when blah blah blah yak yak yak...
Sam: good, it’ll take him two hours to finish that monologue.
Max: PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY SAM!!!!!!! I CAN’T BEAR ANOTHER MONOLOGUE!!!!
Sam: quiet bucket-head! It’ll at least provide us with enough time to plan an elaborate yet convoluted escape. Do you remember your James Bond escape trivia?
Max: chapter 10: how to escape a cliché “drop the heroes into an alligator monster pit” trap. We’re gonna need a paperclip, a butcher knife, and a gallon of PCP!
Sam: no can do little buddy. You drank all the PCP to get you through that Billy Dean concert.
Max: I chewed almost all my skin off that day, good times! …. Now I just wanna know how the hell did it all come to this!?
Sam: beats me. But he mentioned an incident that happened 20 years ago. If my steel-trap memory can recall, it was 1985 and we had just finished the case of the mole people pickle invasion….
Max: how could you possibly remember that?
Sam: it was the same day my dear granny, bless her ailing bones, packed me pimento loaf.
Max: that was pimento loaf? I just assumed it was the fleshy remains of a prisoner who got the chair!
Sam: you’re a cynic little rascal, little buddy. Ok, where was I?
Max: ooh! Do the thing with the music and stuff.
Sam: oh, alright then. (Snaps his fingers and the opening sequence begins)
Opening theme song:
(A montage of Sam and Max driving the Desoto [or rather surfing the Desoto anyways] and knocking over bad guys with crowbars and shooting at rats along the way, the music is similar to that of Season 1 and Hit the Road)
Scene 1: The Office:
(Interior: Sam and Max’s office, day. Sam is lying at his desk eating a box of sticky buns while watching TV, while Max has his gun pointed out the window)
Specs: (From the TV) you made me mess up!!
Peepers: (From the TV) I can see you!!
Whizzer: (From the TV) time out for number 1!!
Sam: (sighs) I’d like to one day meet those singing soda jerks on the TV. My gun could use the exercise. (Turns and looks at the screen in a foreshadowing like
Max: shhhush it Max, I mean Sam! I think I just scored myself the ultimate target practice!
Sam: (Walks over and looks out the window) isn’t that Mrs. Angroman? The cantankerous old lady who lives 7 blocks from us and who lives alone with over 22 bitter demented cats?
Max: yep, last week she threw a watermelon at me!
Sam: ….so?
Max: IT WAS SEEDLESS SAM!!!! What does she think, I’m running a freakin’ daycare!??! Plus, have you ever noticed there’s no MR. Angroman?
Sam: well that alone is suspicious enough to start firing at random old ladies. All right, but try not to cause too much of a splat!
(The phone rings)
Max: I got it! I got it!!
(Sam grabs Max and tosses him out the window and then answers the phone)
Sam: hello? Yes? Yes? Quoi? Si? Da? You’re kidding? Holy bouncing Buddha in a river barrel racing through the Amazon with a Dutch beanstalk!!! We’re on our way!!
(Sam hangs up the phone and Max walks right in)
Max: hey Sam, one of your fog lights is busted. Who was on the phone?
Sam: it was the commissioner, Max!
Max: ooh! Did he call us in for another half-assed crime that no one whose psychologically straight would solve?
Sam: not even close Max, he’s calling us in for THREE half-assed crimes that no one whose psychologically straight would solve!
Max: I’ve suddenly got a new found respect for the man! what kind of crimes?
Sam: oh just the classics Max: a murder mystery at one of Florida’s many murky swamps,
Max: goody!! I’ve been running low on the natural smelling algae!
Sam: and then there’s been reports of disappearing 6-toed, acid spitting koala bears from the crazy and unearthly animal zoo!
Max: you mean that zoo that was built next door to a nuclear power plant which caused all the animals to mutate with beastly features and weird radioactive powers?
Sam: the very same.
Max: I HATE THAT PLACE!!!! I tried to enter myself as an exhibit but they turned me down because I was “non-radioactive!!”
Sam: that plus I think calling the zoo-keeper a sour old prune and trying to gnaw his leg off may have something to do with it.
Max: IT WAS AN IMPULSE CONTROL PROBLEM!!!!!!!!
Sam: simmer down Max! And finally there have been reports of multiple thefts of famous Hollywood stars names from the walk of fame!
Max: of all the incredibly expensive but useless crap someone could steal!
Sam: and each case needs to be solved right away, or when we’re not busy.
Max: oh boy! Where do we start?
Sam: beats me. (Looks at the player) where do you wanna start?
(Cuts to selection screen. The player selects whether to solve case 1, case 2, or case 3)
Sam & Max:
The Forgotten Cases pt 1:
Two’s Company; Three’s a Living Hell
Based on the 1948 haiku: You Will Be Haunted by 3 Cases
Created by Monkeyhead234
Written by: Trogdorman (aka Trainlover476/Joey Turner), Monkeyhead234, strongbrush1
All characters created by Steve Purcell
Cast:
William Grubb: Sam, Butler, British Zoo Keeper, and Gators
Joey Turner: Max, Old Hermit, and Gators
Strongbrush1: Mack Salmon, Zoo customer who gets pushed into the rabid salmon exhibit (Actually Mack before the accident), Witness, Jimmy Two-Teeth
? ? ?: Bosco
? ? ?: Senior Mustachioid
? ? ?: Flint Paper
? ? ?: Old Lady
? ? ?: Old Lady’s sister/mermaid
? ? ?: Witness
Doug Boyd (Archived footage): Specs
Peter Barto (Archived footage): Peepers
Michael Barrett (Archived footage): Whizzer
Opening:
(Interior: James Bond-esque lair, Sam and Max are chained together dangling above an alligator monster in a pit. There’s another chain that’s hooked up to an anchor that’s in between the duo that leads to a crank. Mack Salmon sits in the shadows)
Mack: you have devastated my plans for the absolute LAST TIME Sam and Max!! After years and YEARS of foundering, you shall finally pay for your part in causing my…. (Mack reveals himself) condition!
Sam: holy indigenous antelopes scurrying through the Great River Nile in a dugout canoe riding piggyback on a Malagasy hippo!!! Look alive Max! It’s our most competent archrival, Mack Salmon!
Max: hey Salmon! Long time no maim! (Whispers to Sam) how the hell did he get that way, Sam?
Sam: beats me? Some sort of boating mishap I think.
Mack: at last vengeance shall be mine! 20 years I’ve been plotting my revenge, and now at last that day has come! For once I release this crank, you two will drop straight into the pit below! And become the main course for my alligator monster!!
(The alligator snarls and snaps its jaw)
Max: aww, look Sam; it’s got my eyes!
Sam: and your sickening grimace. Anyways, this is usually the part where I tell you, you won’t get away with this Mack.
Mack: Says, you Sam! (Points to a table where Sam and Max’s guns, a badge, and a communicator are sitting) I’ve confiscated all your little toys…..
Sam: where did you find Max’s gun?
Mack: none of your damn business Sam! Anyways I'm going to kill you both in a second, but first I will deliver a stereotypical villain monologue.
Max: Can't you just shoot us?
Mack: SILENCE! Now let me continue. It al started when blah blah blah yak yak yak...
Sam: good, it’ll take him two hours to finish that monologue.
Max: PUT ME OUT OF MY MISERY SAM!!!!!!! I CAN’T BEAR ANOTHER MONOLOGUE!!!!
Sam: quiet bucket-head! It’ll at least provide us with enough time to plan an elaborate yet convoluted escape. Do you remember your James Bond escape trivia?
Max: chapter 10: how to escape a cliché “drop the heroes into an alligator monster pit” trap. We’re gonna need a paperclip, a butcher knife, and a gallon of PCP!
Sam: no can do little buddy. You drank all the PCP to get you through that Billy Dean concert.
Max: I chewed almost all my skin off that day, good times! …. Now I just wanna know how the hell did it all come to this!?
Sam: beats me. But he mentioned an incident that happened 20 years ago. If my steel-trap memory can recall, it was 1985 and we had just finished the case of the mole people pickle invasion….
Max: how could you possibly remember that?
Sam: it was the same day my dear granny, bless her ailing bones, packed me pimento loaf.
Max: that was pimento loaf? I just assumed it was the fleshy remains of a prisoner who got the chair!
Sam: you’re a cynic little rascal, little buddy. Ok, where was I?
Max: ooh! Do the thing with the music and stuff.
Sam: oh, alright then. (Snaps his fingers and the opening sequence begins)
Opening theme song:
(A montage of Sam and Max driving the Desoto [or rather surfing the Desoto anyways] and knocking over bad guys with crowbars and shooting at rats along the way, the music is similar to that of Season 1 and Hit the Road)
Scene 1: The Office:
(Interior: Sam and Max’s office, day. Sam is lying at his desk eating a box of sticky buns while watching TV, while Max has his gun pointed out the window)
Specs: (From the TV) you made me mess up!!
Peepers: (From the TV) I can see you!!
Whizzer: (From the TV) time out for number 1!!
Sam: (sighs) I’d like to one day meet those singing soda jerks on the TV. My gun could use the exercise. (Turns and looks at the screen in a foreshadowing like
Max: shhhush it Max, I mean Sam! I think I just scored myself the ultimate target practice!
Sam: (Walks over and looks out the window) isn’t that Mrs. Angroman? The cantankerous old lady who lives 7 blocks from us and who lives alone with over 22 bitter demented cats?
Max: yep, last week she threw a watermelon at me!
Sam: ….so?
Max: IT WAS SEEDLESS SAM!!!! What does she think, I’m running a freakin’ daycare!??! Plus, have you ever noticed there’s no MR. Angroman?
Sam: well that alone is suspicious enough to start firing at random old ladies. All right, but try not to cause too much of a splat!
(The phone rings)
Max: I got it! I got it!!
(Sam grabs Max and tosses him out the window and then answers the phone)
Sam: hello? Yes? Yes? Quoi? Si? Da? You’re kidding? Holy bouncing Buddha in a river barrel racing through the Amazon with a Dutch beanstalk!!! We’re on our way!!
(Sam hangs up the phone and Max walks right in)
Max: hey Sam, one of your fog lights is busted. Who was on the phone?
Sam: it was the commissioner, Max!
Max: ooh! Did he call us in for another half-assed crime that no one whose psychologically straight would solve?
Sam: not even close Max, he’s calling us in for THREE half-assed crimes that no one whose psychologically straight would solve!
Max: I’ve suddenly got a new found respect for the man! what kind of crimes?
Sam: oh just the classics Max: a murder mystery at one of Florida’s many murky swamps,
Max: goody!! I’ve been running low on the natural smelling algae!
Sam: and then there’s been reports of disappearing 6-toed, acid spitting koala bears from the crazy and unearthly animal zoo!
Max: you mean that zoo that was built next door to a nuclear power plant which caused all the animals to mutate with beastly features and weird radioactive powers?
Sam: the very same.
Max: I HATE THAT PLACE!!!! I tried to enter myself as an exhibit but they turned me down because I was “non-radioactive!!”
Sam: that plus I think calling the zoo-keeper a sour old prune and trying to gnaw his leg off may have something to do with it.
Max: IT WAS AN IMPULSE CONTROL PROBLEM!!!!!!!!
Sam: simmer down Max! And finally there have been reports of multiple thefts of famous Hollywood stars names from the walk of fame!
Max: of all the incredibly expensive but useless crap someone could steal!
Sam: and each case needs to be solved right away, or when we’re not busy.
Max: oh boy! Where do we start?
Sam: beats me. (Looks at the player) where do you wanna start?
(Cuts to selection screen. The player selects whether to solve case 1, case 2, or case 3)