Screaming Gaffers
The team enters Vyllia's room.
DUNCAN. (laughing) How u like that, Vyllie?
VYLLIA. You've surprised me, Gaffers. (brings a hand up to her crown, takes out the jewel, and throws it to them) Enjoy your reward.
LESHAWNA. (as Duncan catches it) Oh, we will.
With that, they run out of the room. Just as they exit, the Grips enter.
LINDSAY. Oh, no!
BETH. We're too late!
JUSTIN. (exhales) Great. We lost another one.
TRENT. Wait! Maybe not. (looks up at Vyllia) I have an idea.
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Chris sits in the stands waiting for the two teams to return. Shortly after the Screaming gaffers arrive, the Grips follow with Vyllia behind them.
CHRIS. What took u so long?
HEATHER. (breathing heavily) Oh, shut up, McClean.
LESHAWNA. Just give us the reward already.
CHRIS. Actually, the Gaffers didn't win. The Killer Grips are the ones who've earned the reward!
KILLER GRIPS. (cheer)
Courtney arrives in bad condition.
JUSTIN. What the heck happened to you?
COURTNEY. It's a long story.
HAROLD. But we're the ones who got the treasure!
HEATHER. (pulling Gwen towards her) And saved this pain in the neck.
DUNCAN. So why do they get the prize!?
VYLLIA. Isn't it obvious? The jewel wasn't the real treasure and Gwennie here wasn't the damsel in distress.
SCREAMING GAFFERS. HUH!?
TRENT. (to the Grips) Didn't I tell you?
HEATHER. (grabs the jewel from Duncan and looks at it) Extensive experience with forgery, huh?
DUNCAN. (takes it back) It was an honest mistake.
DJ. But what about Gwen? There's no way she isn't the one we were supposed to rescue.
VYLLIA. That's exactly what some weird Goth girl would want u to think.
CONTESTANTS. (gasp)
Vyllia begins to laugh removes her mask. As she takes it off, her cackle becomes meer familiar to the castmates. Gwen now stands in front of them, smiling devilishly. The contestants stand shocked.
LESHAWNA. Now that I didn't see that coming.
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(in confessional)
COURTNEY. (throws an unseen object across the room before taking out a cell phone and holding her finger above it) That is it! Heads are gonna roll! (presses button)
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HAROLD. This still doesn't make any sense.
The Gwen who had just revealed herself walks over to the Goth girl the Gaffers had rescued.
GWEN. Special effects. (grabs an arm belonging to her duplicate and pulls it off, revealing a group of electrical wires) And the damsel in the distress? Hello! I'm a damsel and I'm working for Chris. Doesn't that qualify as distress?
JUSTIN. And the Chrisanian treasure?
Gwen takes off the halsketting, ketting she's wearing and hands it to him.
CHRIS. A compliment for this sweet challenge I thought of. But enough chit-chat. The Grips get a pizza avondeten, diner courtesy of DJ, and the Gaffers have earned a meal prepared door Chef.
The Killer Grips cheer while the Screaming Gaffers all groan.
CHRIS. Gwen, for doing such a great job as our Guardian, u can eat with your ex's team. u too, Deje, since it is your food.
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The contestants are in the Craft Services Tent eating while muziek blasts over a boom box Trent had brought to the set. Heather, Harold, and LeShawna are at their tafel, tabel staring at whatever Chef had served them. Lindsay, Beth, Justin, and Trent dance while they eat, and Courtney sits with her legs crossed and a zuur, zure look on her face. DJ is in the kitchen, and Duncan is with Gwen at the end of the Grips' table. The Goth girl remains in the Vyllia costume, and the Punk is devouring a slice of pizza he had stolen.
DUNCAN. I know I might be the only one saying this, but it's good to have u back, Gwen. I miss having a partner in crime to stir up trouble with.
GWEN. Can u at least try to behave until the end of the competition?
They sit there in silence for a minuut before bursting into laughter.
DUNCAN. Where did that even come from?
GWEN. I don't even know okay?
As they continue laughing, DJ exit's the keuken-, keuken and walks over to the two friends.
DJ. Hey, guys, guess what? Turns out voting myself off wasn't the only thing that brought me back?
GWEN. Really?
DUNCAN. What do u mean door that?
DJ. Turns out Chef thought I deserved another chance to compete, this time without the help of an illegal alliance. And Trent? Some anonymous person pulled some strings and basically forced Chris to invite him back.
DUNCAN. Who do u think it was?
GWEN. (looks at Trent, then turns back to her friends) u know what, Dunc? Maybe some vragen are better left unanswered.
END.
The team enters Vyllia's room.
DUNCAN. (laughing) How u like that, Vyllie?
VYLLIA. You've surprised me, Gaffers. (brings a hand up to her crown, takes out the jewel, and throws it to them) Enjoy your reward.
LESHAWNA. (as Duncan catches it) Oh, we will.
With that, they run out of the room. Just as they exit, the Grips enter.
LINDSAY. Oh, no!
BETH. We're too late!
JUSTIN. (exhales) Great. We lost another one.
TRENT. Wait! Maybe not. (looks up at Vyllia) I have an idea.
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Chris sits in the stands waiting for the two teams to return. Shortly after the Screaming gaffers arrive, the Grips follow with Vyllia behind them.
CHRIS. What took u so long?
HEATHER. (breathing heavily) Oh, shut up, McClean.
LESHAWNA. Just give us the reward already.
CHRIS. Actually, the Gaffers didn't win. The Killer Grips are the ones who've earned the reward!
KILLER GRIPS. (cheer)
Courtney arrives in bad condition.
JUSTIN. What the heck happened to you?
COURTNEY. It's a long story.
HAROLD. But we're the ones who got the treasure!
HEATHER. (pulling Gwen towards her) And saved this pain in the neck.
DUNCAN. So why do they get the prize!?
VYLLIA. Isn't it obvious? The jewel wasn't the real treasure and Gwennie here wasn't the damsel in distress.
SCREAMING GAFFERS. HUH!?
TRENT. (to the Grips) Didn't I tell you?
HEATHER. (grabs the jewel from Duncan and looks at it) Extensive experience with forgery, huh?
DUNCAN. (takes it back) It was an honest mistake.
DJ. But what about Gwen? There's no way she isn't the one we were supposed to rescue.
VYLLIA. That's exactly what some weird Goth girl would want u to think.
CONTESTANTS. (gasp)
Vyllia begins to laugh removes her mask. As she takes it off, her cackle becomes meer familiar to the castmates. Gwen now stands in front of them, smiling devilishly. The contestants stand shocked.
LESHAWNA. Now that I didn't see that coming.
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(in confessional)
COURTNEY. (throws an unseen object across the room before taking out a cell phone and holding her finger above it) That is it! Heads are gonna roll! (presses button)
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HAROLD. This still doesn't make any sense.
The Gwen who had just revealed herself walks over to the Goth girl the Gaffers had rescued.
GWEN. Special effects. (grabs an arm belonging to her duplicate and pulls it off, revealing a group of electrical wires) And the damsel in the distress? Hello! I'm a damsel and I'm working for Chris. Doesn't that qualify as distress?
JUSTIN. And the Chrisanian treasure?
Gwen takes off the halsketting, ketting she's wearing and hands it to him.
CHRIS. A compliment for this sweet challenge I thought of. But enough chit-chat. The Grips get a pizza avondeten, diner courtesy of DJ, and the Gaffers have earned a meal prepared door Chef.
The Killer Grips cheer while the Screaming Gaffers all groan.
CHRIS. Gwen, for doing such a great job as our Guardian, u can eat with your ex's team. u too, Deje, since it is your food.
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The contestants are in the Craft Services Tent eating while muziek blasts over a boom box Trent had brought to the set. Heather, Harold, and LeShawna are at their tafel, tabel staring at whatever Chef had served them. Lindsay, Beth, Justin, and Trent dance while they eat, and Courtney sits with her legs crossed and a zuur, zure look on her face. DJ is in the kitchen, and Duncan is with Gwen at the end of the Grips' table. The Goth girl remains in the Vyllia costume, and the Punk is devouring a slice of pizza he had stolen.
DUNCAN. I know I might be the only one saying this, but it's good to have u back, Gwen. I miss having a partner in crime to stir up trouble with.
GWEN. Can u at least try to behave until the end of the competition?
They sit there in silence for a minuut before bursting into laughter.
DUNCAN. Where did that even come from?
GWEN. I don't even know okay?
As they continue laughing, DJ exit's the keuken-, keuken and walks over to the two friends.
DJ. Hey, guys, guess what? Turns out voting myself off wasn't the only thing that brought me back?
GWEN. Really?
DUNCAN. What do u mean door that?
DJ. Turns out Chef thought I deserved another chance to compete, this time without the help of an illegal alliance. And Trent? Some anonymous person pulled some strings and basically forced Chris to invite him back.
DUNCAN. Who do u think it was?
GWEN. (looks at Trent, then turns back to her friends) u know what, Dunc? Maybe some vragen are better left unanswered.
END.
