Jonah: A VeggieTales Movie Page #8

Season #2 Episode #1

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LuNT

You got electric eel?

Larry

Nope. Go Fish...

(tauntingly)

...one more card....

MR. LUNT

You are one cheatin' buccaneer.

LARRY:

How'm I supposed to cheat at "go fish?"

MR LUNT thinks about the question.

MR. LUNT

Uhhh... I don't know...

PA GRAPE:

(Off-screen)

Alright ya Lazy's!

PA GRAPE, JONAH and the WORM approach.

PA GRAPE (cont'd)

Game over! Shuffle 'em up and deal us in!

LARRY:

...but...

MR. LUNT

(Mockingly)

Hee Hee.

The other three gather around the table. MR LUNT gathers the cards and "shuffles" them. PA GRAPE lays the ground rules... We cut between character's reactions as he speaks.

PA GRAPE:

Okay! Here's the deal. The way I see it, there is a reason for this storm. Somebody "up there" is really upset with somebody "down here." And it's not gonna let up until we know who that "somebody" is. It could be any one of us...

MR LUNT deals the cards.

PA GRAPE (cont'd)

...I have my suspicions...

PA GRAPE turns sharply toward the WORM, who reacts in terror.

PA GRAPE (cont'd)

But we won't know for sure until we figure it out scientifically.

EVERYONE looks at each other suspiciously.

PA GRAPE (cont'd)

All right men -- Go fish!... looser takes a swim!

LIGHTNING flashes. EVERYONE startles.

We montage through an intense game of "go fish" as the storm continues to rage. We dissolve between different types of fish cards being flipped up, passed around, and set down on the table. We see character's faces as the game progresses - if they're holding a lot of cards, they look nervous, if not, they're relaxed. MR LUNT appears to be losing at one point, then the game shifts and the WORM is on the loosing end. We cut away to a wide shot of the pirate ship and see it being tossed around by the waves. The worm starts to make a comeback. We hear reverby "go fishes" and various "aarghs" and "uh-ohs" throughout the game . Finally, only the WORM and JONAH are left with cards. They both look very nervous. MUSIC stops. The WORM asks timidly;

KhaLIL

...You got any... trout?

JONAH'S face drops. He slides the WORM a card. The WORM picks the card up, then slowly lays down his last four cards face up - four whales! The WORM is out. JONAH is the loser. All eyes turn toward JONAH. PA GRAPE is confused.

KhaLIL (cONT'D)

Hmmm? What a goose I am! It's a match! I had it all along!

PA GRAPE:

Huh??!! I thought for sure...

JONAH:

Alright! I admit it. It's my fault! All my fault! I'm the one to blame!

Khalil looks at Jonah, confused.

PA GRAPE:

But... I... the worm...

JONAH:

(cutting PA off)

I am a Hebrew, and I worship the Lord, the God of heaven, who made the sea and the land. And I'm running away from Him! He told me to go to Nineveh, but I didn't listen! You know, I don't like those people...

Mr. Lunt

(chiming in)

Oooh. Fish slappers.

Cut back to Khalil, shaking his head in disbelief.

JONAH:

Yes... so I ran. I ran and I ended up here and now everyone's in terrible danger all because of me. I'm afraid the only thing left is to be thrown into the sea!

LARRY:

Awww... you don't have to do that... we gotta plank. You can just walk off...

JONAH, thinking himself noble for the offer, is a little surprised by LARRY'S comment and comments dryly...

JONAH:

...Yes... thank you. You're too kind.

LARRY smiles at the compliment.

PA GRAPE:

Well Jonah, ol' buddy. It was nice knowin' ya... Normally you'd be entitled to a refund, but under the circumstances - you know, with you dyin' and all ...

JONAH is again underwhelmed by his hosts' benevolence.

JONAH:

... No... I don't suppose a refund would do me much good now, would it?...

PA GRAPE:

Ah, thanks! You're a trooper.

(to LARRY)

Ain't he a trooper?

LARRY nods and smiles in agreement. JONAH looks down and catches Khalil's eye.

KHALIL:

But... the camels...

joNAH

(looks down)

Oh...

Jonah shakes his head sadly, then looks pitifully toward the sea.

Suddenly, MR LUNT brightens up, then chimes in...

MR. LUNT

Hey! Wait a minute! I just remembered something! Maybe you don't have to walk the plank, after all!

ALL:

Huh?!!

A Whale!

Exterior - day. REAR OF Pirate ship at sea

Our friends have all gathered around a big lump covered with a tarp at the back of the ship. The storm continues to rage.

MR. LUNT

Every winter, my cousin from Moose Lake asks me to take care of this...

MR LUNT peels off the tarp revealing a large gas powered outboard dual propeller boat motor.

ALL:

Oooooh.

LARRY:

Cool.

PA GRAPE:

What is it?

MR. LUNT

This my friends, is a Jupiter 1600 horsepower, high-octane, dual propeller, pull ignition, outboard motor... with the optional chrome trim package.

The chrome shimmers.

ALL:

(in the same tone)

Oooooh.

LARRY:

(in the same tone)

Cool.

PA GRAPE:

(in the same tone)

What is it?

MR. LUNT

It gets us back to Joppa.

PA GRAPE:

Oh.

JONAH:

Well... How does it work?

MR. LUNT

That I don't know.

Everyone stands there and stares at the engine. The WORM then speaks up.

KHALIL:

Perhaps I could help.

(to Jonah)

You know, technical competency runs -

joNAH

(interrupting)

I know, very deep in your family.

The worm is surprised.

KHALIL:

Oh! Our reputation precedes us! Well then... it appears that one should pull the cord and then perhaps push this black bubbly thingy...

Everyone thinks that's as good of an idea as any other. They all ignorantly nod in agreement. The WORM does just that. He pulls the cord a couple of times and the engine turns over but does not start. He then squeezes the fuel line bubble a couple of times. Nothing happens. Everyone looks at the WORM, who becomes a little nervous that his plan did not work. He revises it:

KHALIL (cONT'D)

Oh.. no... Maybe it's the other way around. Perhaps if one first pushes the black bubbly thingy and then pulls the cord...

Everyone again ignorantly nods. The WORM squeezes the fuel line bubble a couple of times then gives the cord a firm pull. The engine starts up immediately. The propellers start spinning.

All

Aaah!

The WORM, proud of himself, adds:

KHALIL:

See?

All

(Yelling)

Ahhhhh!

Just then, the propellers catch the surface of the deck of the ship. Wood chips fly as the spinning blades propel the engine all the way across the deck - ripping a trail in the planks. Cut to shots of the propeller chasing characters through screen. They scream as the motor follows. It then crashes through the guard rail on the bow of the ship and drops into the sea. Everyone stares in disbelief.

MR. LUNT

(after a pause)

Yep. That's how it works.

Everyone turns angrily to the worm, who is standing there dumbfounded. He notices the glares and becomes frightened.

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