Finished this scene today. Should be the only thing I have to do on this episode until we get the editing portion.
INT. LIMBURGER PLAZA - LIMBURGER’S OFFICE
Full shot of Karbunkle, focus pull as smoke clears.
Karbunkle is standing on a hydraulic platform in Limburger's office. Smoke is clearing away from the lift - he just came through the floor. He chuckles in an evil tone.
Medium shot.
THROTTLE, MODO, VINNIE
Karbunkle!
¾ shot.
KARBUNKLE
Yes!
Karbunkle takes a few steps forward.
KARBUNKLE
I remember you three, rodents. (Karbunkle looks like he is trying to see how their new
parts are holding up) How is your arm, rodent?
Close-up, zoom out to Medium shot.
Modo’s eye flares red, he growls, and hold up his arm, letting his laser cannon pop up.
MODO
The only concern you should have is to know when to run.
Two clicks are heard.
Zoom out to medium shot of mice with Karbunkle in the background.
The three mice have their weapons out.
LIMBURGER
Wait!
Full shot of group.
Limburger is waving his hands around in a ‘no, stop what you are doing’ way.
LIMBURGER
Do not shoot your weapons in here, you vindictive vermin! Take it outside at once!
CHARLEY
Guys, we have to get Ashley back. If we do anything else, we could get into some serious trouble.
LIMBURGER
Smart woman. Now I suggest signing over your deed, abandoning these rodents, and then you can vacate my premises with your precious daughter.
Focus on Charley's distressed face. Pull out to see the furious mice.
THROTTLE
No dice, you stinkfish! Modo, let's see what hole he crawled out of!
Modo revs his bike. With squealing tires, he rides toward Karbunkle.
KARBUNKLE
(Yells and jumps out of the way.)
AUGH!
Modo presses a button on his handlebars. Weapons emerge from hiding places on the bike. He blows a hole in the floor where the elevator was. He jumps down the hole. Throttle--now has his helmet back on--and Vinnie with Charley on his bike follow after him.
LIMBURGER
(Turns to Greasepit seething.)
What are you waiting for, you oleaginous oaf? ERADICATE THEM!
GREASEPIT
(Salutes.)
Yes sir, Mr. Limburger, sir!
(Runs out the door.)
KARBUNKLE
(Shaking his head.)
Just look at what they did to the carpet.
Cut to:
INT. LIMBURGER PLAZA - KARBUNKLE'S LAB
A metal room filled with computers and other high-tech gadgets. A laser beam generator as big as the bikes hangs from the ceiling. A row of experiment tables are on the left. Tall cages are lined up against the wall in front of the camera.
The Biker Mice land between the cages and the tables.
VINNIE
(Stares up at the hole.)
Stuck on the same planet with Karbunkle. Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse.
There is movement in one of the cages. Ashley presses against the bars.
ASHLEY
Mommy?
Charley jumps off Vinnie's bike. She cannot unlock the cage, so she grabs the bars and shakes them.
CHARLEY
Ashley!
MODO
(Gently nudges Charley out of the way.)
Get back, Ashley.
Ashley with wide open eyes ducks into the corner of the cage. Modo blows the lock off with his arm cannon. Charley jerks the door open. Ashley runs out and hugs Charley, who embraces her.
CHARLEY
Are you okay? Did those bad men hurt you?
ASHLEY
(Sniffles.)
Just scared me. Fred, the talking bear helped me not cry.
MODO
Talking bear?
Modo peers into the next cage. FRED swings into the front bars of the cage. He is using his tentacle arm to hang from the ceiling bars.
FRED
Shoot me next, please!
MODO
(Taken aback.)
Um...
ASHLEY
He's funny. Can we take him home, Mommy?
The main door behind the group opens and goons rush in lead by Greasepit. They fire red laser pistols at the Biker Mice. Charley and Ashley scream. Vinnie moves his bike in front of them and starts firing back.
VINNIE
Kid on the battlefield! Don't you idiots know anything?
Throttle shoots the closest examining tables uni-leg. While riding his bike, he grabs the table and drags it to the cages. Charley takes Ashley and ducks behind the cover.
THROTTLE
(Shooting at the goons now.)
I guess we're just gonna have to teach them.
MODO
(Eye glows.)
And trashin' Karbunkle's lab is just a bonus.
Modo shoots the laser equipment free from the ceiling. It lands on five goons taking them out of the fight.
Greaspit fires a bazooka. The missle goes over the Biker Mice's heads and hits the wall at the end of the lab. More goons pour in through that opening.
GREASEPIT
Surround 'em!
Throttle manuevers his bike so he is now between Charley and Ashley and the goons. He starts shooting at them with his purple laser pistol. Charley puts Ashley down and gets closer to him.
CHARLEY
Got another gun?
Throttle pulls a smaller gun out and hands it to her. Charley positions herself behind the bike's back tire and starts shooting at the goons.
THROTTLE
(Looks impressed.)
Nice shot.
CHARLEY
My garage wasn't in a great neighborhood before Limburger started wrecking it.
Greasepit aims the bazooka again at the end of the table not protected by Vinnie, and fires. Modo sees the missile and fires his arm cannon. The laser bolt is just strong enough to deflect the missile, and it hits a floor-to-ceiling computer. Modo stares at Greasepit with a snarl and glowing eye. He vaults over the table and strides toward Greasepit.
VINNIE
Um, Big Fella, where you're going?
MODO
I'm calling you out.
GREASEPIT
(Chuckles.)
Your funeral, mousey.
Greasepit throws the bazooka back to the goon on his right, who catches it. His right fist comes up and fills the screen.
FADE OUT
FADE IN
ACT TWO
INT. LIMBURGER PLAZA - KARBUNKLE'S LAB
Greasepit and Modo are fist fighting. Goons are surrounding Throttle, Vinnie, Charley, and Ashley, who are sandwiched between the bikes and a table for cover.
Greasepit punches Modo and it throws him across the room. Modo's bike wails. Modo climbs to his feet.
MODO
You call that a punch?
Modo charges Greasepit, grabs hold of him, and rams them both into a computer terminal.
Greasepit manages to get his feet up and kicks Modo off him. The grey mouse flies over the heads of a couple of goons who duck. He lands on an examination table. The table creaks and breaks off from the uni-leg. Modo and the table top both land on the floor.
GOON 1
Get him!
Five goons rush to jump on Modo. Modo's bike revs itself. Laser cannons pop out of the hiding holes. It pops a wheelie and chases after the goons, shooting.
GOON 2
That bike's alive!
Goons yell and run as Modo's bike chases them from Modo.
Greasepit climbs out of the wreckage of the computer terminal.
GREASEPIT
(Staggers toward Modo.)
I'm gonna make me a new seat cushion for my Greasecycle out of your hide.
Modo staggers to his feet and picks up the tabletop.
MODO
Bring it on, you walkin' oil slick.
Greasepit runs forward with a growl. Modo brings the tabletop up and slams it in his face. Greasepit's faces dents the metal and he comes to a stop but doesn't fall down. Modo tosses the tabletop aside. He punches Greasepit with a left uppercut. Greasepit sails through the air over the heads of Vinnie, Throttle, and Charley, and lands on the group of goons in the hole in the wall.
THROTTLE
Mount up!
Charley scoops up Hannah.
CHARLEY
Time to go.
HANNAH
Mommy, what about Fred?
FRED
Go with your mommy, Ashley. I like it here.
(Swings in the cage again.)
Modo's bike has the last goons cornered. Modo walks up to his bike.
MODO
(Chuckles.)
Wanna a headstart to the door?
The goons run for the door.
Cut to:
LIMBURGER PLAZA. HALLWAY OUTSIDE KARBUNKLE'S LAB.
Limburger and Karbunkle get out of an elevator.
KARBUNKLE
I'm sure the goons have everything under control.
The lab door slids open and the goons run out yelling. Karbunkle and Limburger press back against a wall so they aren't trampled. The goons continue down the hall.
LIMBURGER
You were saying, Doctor?
Motorcycles roar coming through the same door. Throttle is in the lead. Modo's bike now has a sidecar and Hannah is riding in that with a too big helmet on her head. Charley sits behind Vinnie again. Throttle stops in front of Limburger.
THROTTLE
(Points his finger in Limburger's face.)
Don't expect us to disappear, you Plutarkian scum-bucket.
LIMBURGER
Get out of my building, vermin.
The guys take off, through the stairwell door.
HANNAH
(Yelling back.)
Bye Fred!
Limburger and Karbunkle stand there surveying the damage as the sound of motorcycles fade.
LIMBURGER
Karbunkle, I want to rid this city of those rodents.
KARBUNKLE
I don't think that will be a problem, your sharp smelling cheddar-ness. I have an idea.
Cut To:
INT. LAST CHANCE GARAGE - CHARLEY'S APARTMENT
The group is sitting around Ashley, who is in Charley's arms on the couch.
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