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[A horrible sound is heard, which turns out to be Alad V playing his clarinet until the doorbell rings. Simaris is at the door]
Simaris: Yeah, uhh, we're with the pet hospital down the street and I understand that you have a dying animal on the premises.
[Alad V slams the door shut. The phone starts to ring.]
Alad V: Hello. You've reached the house of unrecognized talent. Please start after the [He plays a clarinet note.]
Tyl Regor: Sounds like you've got a dying animal to attend to, eh, ol' chum?
[Alad V gasps.]
Alad V: Tyl Regor  from band class?!
Tyl Regor: I hear you're playing the cash register now.
Alad V: Sometimes. Uh, how're your tubemen?
Tyl Regor:   They're great and scientific. I'm the leader of a big fancy band now, and we're supposed to play the Bubble Bowl next week.
Alad V: The ba-ba-ba... The ba-ba-ba... The ba-ba-ba?!?!
Tyl Regor: That's right. I'm living your dreams, Jellyfish. The problem is, I'm busy next week and can't make it. So, I was hoping you and your band could cover for us.
Alad V: Ohh, uhh, I... I, uhh...
Tyl Regor: I knew it! You don't even have a band! Well, I'll just let you get back to the service industry now.
Alad V: Hold it! It just so happens that I don't sell fast food, I do have a band, and we're gonna play that Bubble Bowl! How do you like that, Ocean Man?!
Tyl Regor: Good luck next Tuesday. I hope the audience brings lots of... ibuprofen!
[Tyl Regor and Alad V hang up the phones.]
Alad V: I gotta drum up a marching band fast! Drum... haha... band humor.
[In the following lines, Lotus, Vay Hek, Captain Vor, Nef Anyo, and Teshin are reading from a poster. Each are in different locations.]
Lotus: Looking to add fulfillment to your dull, dull life?
Vay Hek: Then become part of the greatest musical sensation to ever hit Jupiter Junction.
Captain Vor: And be forever adored by thousands of people you don't know.
Nef Anyo: Not to mention free refreshments.
Teshin: Practice begins tonight. 8:30 sharp.
[Alad V looks at his watch while driving a shell cart]
Alad V: Stupid music rental clerk made me late. That trilobite didn't know an oboe from an elbow. Elbow, heh, more band humor.
[The scene cuts to inside the room, where everyone is there.]
All: Blah, blah, blah, blah...
Alad V: People, people, settle down! Okay, now. How many of you have played musical instruments before?
Vay Hek: Do instruments of torture count?
Alad V: No.
Ordis: Is mayonnaise an instrument?
Alad V: No, Ordis, mayonnaise is not an instrument. [Ordis raises his hand again] Horseradish is not an instrument, either. [Ordis lowers his hand] That's fine. No one has any experience. Fortunately, I have enough talent for all of you.
[Alad V laughs. Everyone stays silent.]
Nef Anyo: When do we get the free food?
Alad V: Okay, try to repeat after me. [Alad V plays six notes] Brass section, go. [brass section repeats badly] Good. Now the wind. [wind section repeats badly] And the drums. [drummers misunderstand what Alad V means, so they blow on their sticks which blow out and stick Alad V to the wall] Too bad that didn't kill me. [Next scene] Let's just try stepping in the rhythm. Now I want everyone to stand in straight rows of five.
Operator: Is this the part where we start kicking?
Alad V: No, Operator, that's a chorus line.
Ordis: Kicking? I wanna do some kicking! [Ordis kicks Lotus in the leg]
Lotus: Ow! Why, you...! Why I oughta...! [she jumps on Ordis and starts fighting him until they roll outside and the doors slam shut]
Ordis: [Makes a very long painful scream.] [Everyone pauses and stare at the door, then Ordis sticks his head back in] Whoever is the owner of the white sedan, you left your lights on.
[Ordis walks in and it is revealed that Lotus has stuck his body in a trombone. Trombone notes are heard as he walks towards his seat. As he sits down, he makes a sound on his trombone. Makes a loud trombone noise as he opens his mouth. Stares at himself.]
Narrator: Day two.
[The scene shows the band walking down a street playing Semper Fidelis, badly.]
Alad V: Okay, that's perfect, everybody. Bubble Bowl, here we come. Flag twirlers, really spin those things. Okay, turn. Flag twirlers, let's go. I wanna see some spinning. Flag twirlers, let's move! C'mon, move!
[The flag twirlers spin so hard that they take off into the sky and crash into a blimp, which causes an explosion. A trumpet player plays taps while everyone mourns, except Alad V, who just lies down on the ground.]
Narrator: Day three.
Alad V: How's that harmonica solo coming, Vay Hek?
Vay Hek: It's tremendous, you wanna see?
[Vay Hek plays the harmonica by running to and from the holes quickly, but soon runs out of breath; on his way to the last hole he blows an unsuccessful last raspberry into the harmonica and faints.]
Narrator: Day four.
Alad V: Well, this is our last night together before the show. And I know that none of you improved since we began... [Ordis chews on a trumpet] ...but I have a theory. People talk loud when they wanna act smart, right?
Vay Hek: [loudly] Correct!
Alad V: So, if we play loud, people might think we're good. Everybody ready? And a one, and a two, and a one, two, three, four! [screen cuts to the outside of the music school and a blast of noise ensues, breaking the windows. Cuts back inside the music school, where Alad V's face is deformed beyond recognition, his shirt's been ripped, and his baton breaks] Okay, new theory. Maybe we should play so quietly, no one can hear us.
Eudico: Well, maybe we wouldn't sound so bad if some people didn't try to play with big, meaty claws!
Nef Anyo: What did you say, punk?!
Eudico: [shouts loudy] Big... meaty... claws!
Nef Anyo: Well, these claws ain't for just attractin' mates!
Eudico: Bring it on, old man! Bring it on!
Operator: [tries intervening] No, people. Let's be smart and bring it off.
Maroo: Oh, so now the bratling is gonna preach to us.
Alad V: Wait, wait. I know tensions are high... [everyone gets into a fight. Hunhow and Teshin are yelling at each other. Baro slams a drum at them] There's a deposit on that equipment, people! [everyone uses their instruments as weapons. Nef Anyo and Eudico charge at each other with large woodwinds, but try to screech to a halt, and Captain Vor slams them both with her cymbals] Settle down, please!
[Lotus and Konzu are fighting. Lotus breaks the xylophone keys from Konzu and Konzu runs away. Ordis kicks Lotus, who growls at him before producing a trumpet with an evil grin. Ordis realizes what's coming and runs away screaming as Lotus chases him with the trumpet. The scene cuts to the clock which shows it being 10 o'clock and everyone stops fighting.]
Lech Kril: Hey, class is over.
[The band members walk to the door where Alad V slams it open.]
Alad V: Well, you did it. You took my one chance in happiness... and crushed it! Crushed it into little, tiny, bite-size pieces. I really had expected better of you people. I guess I'm a loser for that, too. Don't bother showing up tomorrow. I'll just tell them you all died in a marching accident. So, thanks. [sobbing] Thanks for nothing!
[Alad V leaves.]
Ordis: You're welcome.
Operator: What kind of monsters are we? That poor creature came to us in his hour of need, and we failed him. Alad V's always been there for us when it was convenient for him. Evelyn, when your little Jimmy was trapped in a fire, who rescued him?
Evelyn: A fireman.
Operator: And Teshin, when your heart gave out from all those tanning pills, who revived you?
Teshin: Some guy in an ambulance.
Operator: Right. So, if we can all just pretend that Alad V was a fireman, or some guy in an ambulance, then I'm sure that we can all pull together and discover what it truly means to be in a marching band.
Eudico: Yeah, for the fireman!
All: Hooray!
Operator: Now let's make Alad V proud. A 1, a 2, a skiddly diddly doo.
[The scene cuts to the Bubble Bowl]
Alad V: I knew this was gonna happen. They're just gonna have to find another band to play. I just hope that... [zooms out to reveal Tyl Regor is there] ...Tyl Regor doesn't find out! Tyl Regor! [screams] What are you doing here?!
Tyl Regor: [laughs] I just wanna watch you blow it. So, where's your band?
Alad V: Uh, they couldn't come. They... died.
Tyl Regor: Then who's that? [points to Operator and the rest of the band]
Alad V: [screams and his eyes pop out] That would be my band!
Operator: We're ready to perform, Alad V.
Tyl Regor: Well, Salad, this is exactly how I pictured your band would look.
[Operator dances]
Alad V: That's their... eager face.
[Tyl Regor laughs while they all go into the Bubble Bowl.]
Alad V: [everybody marches to the Bubble Bowl and starts performing.] I guess this will be the last time I can show my face in this town.
Operator: That's the spirit, Alad V!
[The bowl raises above a football field.]
Football Announcer: Okay, football fans. Put your hands together for the Jupiter Junction Super Band!
[A crowd of live-action people cheering is shown.]
Ordis: These are some ugly looking fish.
Operator: Maybe we're in one of those toxic waste dumps.
Nef Anyo: I think I'm gonna be sick.
Alad V: [Nervously] Alright, everybody. [Glances at Tyl Regor, who grins and plays with his Ack & Brunt] Let's get this over with. 1, 2, 3, 4...
[The band starts to play a wonderful intro. Alad V opens his eyes, shocked. Operator begins singing.]
Operator: [voice of David Glen Eisley] ♪The winner takes all, it's the thrill of one more kill. The last one to fall will never sacrifice their will. Don't ever look back on the world closin' in. Be on the attack with your wings on the wind. Oh, the games will begin.♪ [Tyl Regor stares in shock, Alad V gives him a smug grin and throws his baton over his shoulder and uses his arms for conducting.] ♪And it's sweet, sweet, sweet victory, yeah. And it's ours for the taking, it's ours for the fight,♪ [Tyl Regor faints and gets carried away by stretchers. Alad V waves a smug goodbye to him and runs to the middle of the stage.] ♪And it's sweet, sweet, sweet victory, yeah. And the one who's last to fall. We will have sweet, sweet victory...♪
[Alad V jumps up and the scene freezes. It then fades to black.]