Chapter 7
You’re Still Drunk!
in which Ploobis and Scred hit the sauce
(December 13, 1975 — host Richard Pryor)
[ King Ploobis is guzzling wine straight from the bottle. ] | |
Ploobis
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Urrgh. I’m retired and I wanna go to bed… |
[ Queen Peuta enters, wearing a hairnet, shrieking as always. ] | |
Peuta
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PLOOBIS! |
Ploobis
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Uhhh… I just changed my mind on that. |
Peuta
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COME to BED! |
Ploobis
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Don’t tell me what ta do! |
Peuta
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You’re still DRUNK! |
Ploobis
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And you’re still ugly! We’re even. Hah. |
[ Peuta stalks off. ] | |
Ploobis
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We’re even. Ha hah. |
[ Scred enters. ] | |
Scred
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Shoop shoop — ah, hiya, chief! I got the ice and the beer nuts, but they’re all outta lampshades. |
Ploobis
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Lissen, Scred, have a drink — I hate ta drink alone, Scred. |
Scred
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Awww, no, no, I’m seein’ double already! |
Ploobis
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Well then, both of you have a drink! |
[ Ploobis grabs Scred, twists his head up and pours from the bottle down Scred’s neck. ] | |
Scred
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Waagghh! |
Ploobis
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There ya go. That’s drinkin’ like a man, Scred. Drunk like a man. |
Scred
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Ahhh, you forget what planet you’re on. That’s drinking like a snerch! Hee he hee. |
Ploobis
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Oh, yeah, I forget how much those snerches drink. Yes indeed. |
Scred
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Hey, ya know, you should — |
[ Ploobis notices that Scred’s arm is still hooked around the wine bottle. ] | |
Ploobis
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Hey, yer caught on me there, Scred! Leggo of me! |
Scred
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I don’t want it… [ They manage to disentangle themselves. ] Yeah, you shouldn’t drink, though. Yeah! You should just lay offa that stuff! |
Ploobis
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Awright. [ He points at the bottle. ] You’re FIRED! Ya get that, I laid off the stuff, ya see that? Ah ha hah! Oh, yes indeed. |
Scred
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Oh, yeah, sure. Hm. |
Ploobis
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Yeah, Scred? |
Scred
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Hmm? |
Ploobis
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Scred? |
Scred
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Yeah? |
Ploobis
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Ya know why I drink? |
Scred
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No. |
Ploobis
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It’s because I hate myself. |
Scred
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Ohhh! That explains why I drink! I hate you too! |
Ploobis
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Scred! [ POW! ] |
Scred
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Actually, I’m only kidding. You’re my very favorite! |
Ploobis
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Rruhhr? |
Scred
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Yeah. I just love bloated green things. |
Ploobis
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Scred! I like you too, see, Scred. I like the way your neck and my hand are a perfect fit. [ He grabs Scred’s neck and squeezes. ] Rrrmmrrrahhhrrr! |
Scred
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Glug — how convenient! |
Ploobis
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Nrrr. Wait a minute, Scred. Wait a minute. |
Scred
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What? |
Ploobis
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Why don’t, why don’t, why don’t, listen. Why don’t, why don’t, why don’t we go see The Mighty Favog. |
Scred
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Aw, no! I gotta better idea! |
Ploobis
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What’s that? |
Scred
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Why don’t we go see The Mighty Favog? |
Ploobis
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That’s a good idea! Let’s do that, c’mon, let’s go. Oop, it’s not that way, it’s the other way. Here we go. |
Scred
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Show me the way to go home… |
[ GONNNGG! The Mighty Favog is revealed. ] | |
Favog
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DIS IS THE MIGHTY FAVOG. |
Ploobis
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That is The Mighty Favog! |
Scred
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Yeah, it sure is! Hee hee hee. Hey, Mighty Favog! Me and my little dog Toto here wanna go back to Kansas! |
Ploobis
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Har har har! Woof woof! Ha hah. |
Favog
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… YOU GUYS BEEN HITTIN’ THE SAUCE AGAIN. |
Scred
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Aw, we just had a coupla drinks! |
Ploobis
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Yeah, yeah, lighten it up there, stone face! |
Scred
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Stone face! Oh, yeah, he’s got a face that would stop a clock! |
Favog
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STONE FACE? THOU SHALT NOT TAKE THE FACE OF THE LORD THY GOD IN VAIN! |
[ KEE-RASH! There’s a clap of lightning and thunder. Ploobis and Scred quiver in fear. ] | |
Favog
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HEH. THE MIGHTY OZ HAS SPOKEN. |
[ Favog nods, satisfied. ] |
illustration by Chris Smigliano
Gorch Fact
Hey, did you catch Scred’s line about Ploobis forgetting what planet he’s on? I think that might be the only time that they actually refer to Gorch as being on a different planet.
And yeah, the last line is “The Mighty Oz.” Go figure.
by Danny Horn