Bachelor Party Page #31

DEBBIE:

I don't believe you.

RICK:

You don't believe me? Okay, fine.

Rick gets up on the sofa and yells loudly over the din.

RICK:

(continuing)

People! Can I have your attention...

people!

Everyone stops what they're doing and looks up.

RICK:

(continuing)

I want to ask you all a question.

Have I had sex with anybody in this

room tonight?

There's a negative response from the crowd.

RICK:

(continuing)

Are you sure?

Everyone responds positively.

RICK:

(continuing)

Thank you.

All the guests go back to partying. Rick drops off the sofa

and faces Debbie.

RICK:

(continuing)

See? And these are not just ordinary

party-goers -- there are professionals

in this crowd -- I didn't want any

of them. You... You're what I want.

Understand?

DEBBIE:

(melted)

Yes...

RICK:

Great. Now, what do you want to do

about it?

DEBBIE:

(sexy)

Let's get naked.

RICK:

You're on.

She takes him by the hand and crosses into the other bedroom.

INT. OTHER BEDROOM

Rick and Debbie enter. To their surprise they find a man

wearing a leather mask tied to the bed and happily licking

Desiree's boots, which she dangles in front of him. She also

holds a whip over his head. Despite the mask, there is

something very familiar about his face, and the white powder

encrusted all over his nose.

Debbie picks up on this immediately.

DEBBIE:

(shocked)

Daddy?

Sure enough, Mr. Thomerson looks up and grimaces, knowing

he's been caught with his bondage down. He tries to say

something, but the boot in his mouth prevents anything

intelligent from coming out.

MR. THOMERSON

Ebbie. Ger... umph... lable...

RICK:

Of course, sir. That explains it.

Leather is a very good source of

vitamin E.

INT. SUITE - MAIN ROOM

The party has reached fever pitch. Suddenly police SIRENS

pierce through the party sounds. Everyone freezes. We HEAR

the Hotel Manager BEATING on the DOOR with his fists.

INT. HOTEL CORRIDOR

The Manager is pounding on the door. By his side are several

UNIFORMED POLICE.

MANAGER:

You're all under arrest. Open up!

INT. HOTEL SUITE

RICK:

(to everyone in the

room)

Your attention, please. May I be the

first to say, It's a raid!

Everyone starts to panic and run for the doors.

RICK:

(continuing)

I'm glad no one is panicking.

He snaps up his clothes from the bedroom.

INT. HOTEL CORRIDOR

MANAGER:

(to Police)

Break it in, boys!

The cops rear back for a run at the door. At that moment the

hotel door opens up and the cops and the Manager are trampled

by Rick, Debbie, Mr. Thomerson, Rick's gang, other guests

and assorted hookers. They run down the stairs. The cops

pick themselves up and give chase. The Manager looks inside

the room and is devastated by what he sees... Hiroshima looked

better after the A-bomb.

INT. HOTEL LOBBY

We SEE the police have collared Bobbie, Phoebe, Mrs. Thomerson

and the other ladies of the shower as hooker suspects. Our

bachelor party mob now charges down the stairs and out the

hotel doors.

The cops grab Mr. Thomerson as he tries to get out, and they

throw him in line with the others. Unfortunately for him,

he's standing next to Mrs. Thomerson.

MRS. THOMERSON

Ed! What are you doing here?

Before he can answer, Mrs. Thomerson checks out his shocking

leather outfit.

MRS. THOMERSON

(angry)

Ed... you're kinky!

MR. THOMERSON

The phone made me do it!

MRS. THOMERSON

(shocked)

You've been having strange sex...!

MR. THOMERSON

No, Brett, I...

MRS. THOMERSON

It's all right...

(proudly)

So have I.

He is totally blown away by this as the cops lead them out

of the room.

MRS. THOMERSON

I've seen another man's diddly.

EXT. HOTEL - MORNING

Our people pile out of the hotel. Rick, Debbie and all Rick's

friends run down the street.

Suddenly a Porsche pulls up between Rick and Debbie. It's

Cole. He reaches over and pulls Debbie into the car with

him. She screams.

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