Post by O'Malley on Aug 4, 2006 17:28:14 GMT -6
The scene starts once again inside the residence of Murdoch MacArthur. O'Malley is kicking Murdoch, who is lying on the floor, in the head.
O'Malley: Hey, asshole! Get up, I'm fuckin' hungry. Plus, thanks to you, I had to waste my last bottle of whiskey. We gotta go, RIGHT NOW.
Murdoch (stumbling to his feet): Sounds good, ol' chap. What say we hit Taco Cabana. I hear thems good eats. Who's drivin'?
O'Malley: Uhhh.....driving? Which one of us drank the least? You know how those American cops are about driving and drinking...
Murdoch: I'm only seeing double, guess I'll drive.
The two proceed outside to Murdoch's Hummer and get in. Murdoch starts the Hummer, adjusts the gear shift, looks out the back window, and drives through his porch.
O'Malley: God damn it, Murdoch, that's the third time today.
Murdoch (looking around curiously): I know, my mom's gonna be pissed.
O'Malley: Why would your mom be pissed? I thought this was your.......God damn it Murdoch. How many houses are you gonna have to buy your mom before you stop ramsacking them with Hummers? By the way, how many of these have you gone through?
Murdoch (thinking): Ummmmm....six....NO, seven....I think that's all this month. Hummers aren't made to last, you know.
O'Malley: Not the way you fuckin' drive 'em.
Murdoch: And besides, my mom won't care as long as I pay for it. So fuck her.
Murdoch then puts the vehicle in reverse and pulls out of his driveway, then onto the highway..........
After about an hour of driving aimlessly, O'Malley notices that they are near ICW headquarters....
O'Malley: Hey, asshole. ICW headquarters isn't far from here. How's bout a pitstop. Besides, I think I still have a bottle of Jack in my locker.
Murdoch: Nice, that way I won't have to buy one.
O'Malley: No, you'll still have to buy one. But this way I can have my own gallon.
Murdoch proceeds to exit the intersate, hitting only 19 other motorists in the process.
O'Malley: I'm glad you're driving, I think I would've killed someone by now.
Murdoch: That's what friends are for.
Murdoch pulls the Hummer in through the double glass doors of ICW. The two exit the vehicle, and proceed down the hallway towards the lockerroom.
O'Malley: Now THIS brings back memories. Remember the last time we were here? When we tried to kill that Sand guy?
Murdoch: Yeah, that was great. Looks like someone was hear earlier. Look, fresh paint!
O'Malley leans down and dips his finger in the slimy, red substance.....
O'Malley: Murdoch, you fool. That's not paint, it's.....blood.
Murdoch: The fuck?
O'Malley runs down the hall and into the lockerroom, followed closely by Murdoch, who stops once to piss on a picture of Myst, and again to fall down.....
Murdoch: Sorry, had to piss..........WHAT THE FUCK!!!
Murdoch walks in to see O'Malley leaned over the seemingly lifeless body of Wrath who is covered in blood, glass, and.......
Murdoch: You son of a bitch! That was our last bottle of whiskey!
Murdoch jumps on Wrath, punching him in the face....
O'Malley (pulls Murdoch off): You know, for some reason...I don't know why you're so angry........That was my fuckin' bottle he wasted!
O'Malley then jumps on Wrath, punching him in the face repeatedly......
Murdoch: Seamus, wait.... (picking up and reading a note) I dont think this is his fault. It says here, "Get the message, Pudley?" Who the fuck is Pudley? The signature at the bottom says "Truth and Justice." Who the fuck is that? Who could have done this? (Murdoch starts to cry)
O'Malley: Calm down, man (punches Murdoch in the face). I knew these Americans were supposed to be ruthless, but.....
Murdoch (interrupting): Who in their right mind would consciously waste perfectly good whiskey? (continues to sob) Why?
O'Malley: I don't know. But whoever this "Truth and Justice" are, they have to pay......that bottle cost me 53 dollars.
Murdoch (screaming): GOD DAMN RIGHT THEY HAVE TO FUCKIN' PAY!! I'M GONNA FUCKIN' KILL 'EM!!
The scene goes black as O'Malley does his best to console Murdoch........
O'Malley: Hey, asshole! Get up, I'm fuckin' hungry. Plus, thanks to you, I had to waste my last bottle of whiskey. We gotta go, RIGHT NOW.
Murdoch (stumbling to his feet): Sounds good, ol' chap. What say we hit Taco Cabana. I hear thems good eats. Who's drivin'?
O'Malley: Uhhh.....driving? Which one of us drank the least? You know how those American cops are about driving and drinking...
Murdoch: I'm only seeing double, guess I'll drive.
The two proceed outside to Murdoch's Hummer and get in. Murdoch starts the Hummer, adjusts the gear shift, looks out the back window, and drives through his porch.
O'Malley: God damn it, Murdoch, that's the third time today.
Murdoch (looking around curiously): I know, my mom's gonna be pissed.
O'Malley: Why would your mom be pissed? I thought this was your.......God damn it Murdoch. How many houses are you gonna have to buy your mom before you stop ramsacking them with Hummers? By the way, how many of these have you gone through?
Murdoch (thinking): Ummmmm....six....NO, seven....I think that's all this month. Hummers aren't made to last, you know.
O'Malley: Not the way you fuckin' drive 'em.
Murdoch: And besides, my mom won't care as long as I pay for it. So fuck her.
Murdoch then puts the vehicle in reverse and pulls out of his driveway, then onto the highway..........
After about an hour of driving aimlessly, O'Malley notices that they are near ICW headquarters....
O'Malley: Hey, asshole. ICW headquarters isn't far from here. How's bout a pitstop. Besides, I think I still have a bottle of Jack in my locker.
Murdoch: Nice, that way I won't have to buy one.
O'Malley: No, you'll still have to buy one. But this way I can have my own gallon.
Murdoch proceeds to exit the intersate, hitting only 19 other motorists in the process.
O'Malley: I'm glad you're driving, I think I would've killed someone by now.
Murdoch: That's what friends are for.
Murdoch pulls the Hummer in through the double glass doors of ICW. The two exit the vehicle, and proceed down the hallway towards the lockerroom.
O'Malley: Now THIS brings back memories. Remember the last time we were here? When we tried to kill that Sand guy?
Murdoch: Yeah, that was great. Looks like someone was hear earlier. Look, fresh paint!
O'Malley leans down and dips his finger in the slimy, red substance.....
O'Malley: Murdoch, you fool. That's not paint, it's.....blood.
Murdoch: The fuck?
O'Malley runs down the hall and into the lockerroom, followed closely by Murdoch, who stops once to piss on a picture of Myst, and again to fall down.....
Murdoch: Sorry, had to piss..........WHAT THE FUCK!!!
Murdoch walks in to see O'Malley leaned over the seemingly lifeless body of Wrath who is covered in blood, glass, and.......
Murdoch: You son of a bitch! That was our last bottle of whiskey!
Murdoch jumps on Wrath, punching him in the face....
O'Malley (pulls Murdoch off): You know, for some reason...I don't know why you're so angry........That was my fuckin' bottle he wasted!
O'Malley then jumps on Wrath, punching him in the face repeatedly......
Murdoch: Seamus, wait.... (picking up and reading a note) I dont think this is his fault. It says here, "Get the message, Pudley?" Who the fuck is Pudley? The signature at the bottom says "Truth and Justice." Who the fuck is that? Who could have done this? (Murdoch starts to cry)
O'Malley: Calm down, man (punches Murdoch in the face). I knew these Americans were supposed to be ruthless, but.....
Murdoch (interrupting): Who in their right mind would consciously waste perfectly good whiskey? (continues to sob) Why?
O'Malley: I don't know. But whoever this "Truth and Justice" are, they have to pay......that bottle cost me 53 dollars.
Murdoch (screaming): GOD DAMN RIGHT THEY HAVE TO FUCKIN' PAY!! I'M GONNA FUCKIN' KILL 'EM!!
The scene goes black as O'Malley does his best to console Murdoch........
(to be continued....maybe.....)