Beavis and Butt-Head Do America Page #5

BUTT-HEAD

Holed up. Huh huh huh. Holed.

BEAVIS:

Can we watch some TV first?

Muddy picks up the gun and SHOOTS the TV.

MUDDY:

No.

EXT. CITY STREETS - MORNING

Muddy driving his loud four-by-four like a maniac, drunk with

bloodshot eyes. B&B are in the back seat. He eyes them through the

rearview. Meanwhile, a cat bounces off the windshield with a

SHRIEK.

MUDDY:

One more thing. Mah wife's got this

leather satchel. It's black, about this

big. I need ya to bring it back. It's

real important. Sentimental value... Any

questions so far?

BUTT-HEAD

Uh, yeah. Does she have big hooters?

MUDDY:

She sure does.

BUTT-HEAD

This is gonna be cool! Huh huh huh.

BEAVIS:

Yeah, heh heh. Boooooiiiing!!!

MUDDY:

Just make sure it looks like an

accident...

BEAVIS:

(spastic)

Yeah, heh heh. I think I just had an

accident. Heh heh hmm heh hmm heh.

MUDDY:

Huh huh. You guys are funny. Let's have

a drink on it.

Muddy swigs the last swallow from his bottle of bourbon.

EXT. AIRPORT - EARLY MORNING

In an overhead view, the four-by-four screeches up to the gate,

fishtails to a stop, throwing B&B onto the sidewalk, and peels

away.

BUTT-HEAD

We're gonna get paid to score.

BEAVIS:

Yeah, heh heh, and then we're gonna

get a big-screen TV! Heh heh.

BUTT-HEAD

Beavis, this is the greatest day of

our lives. Huh huh huh.

INT. AIRPLANE - DAY

B&B enter the plane. They sit down in the first two seats on the

right - in First Class. A flight attendant, DOLORIS approaches

them.

DOLORIS:

Hi. Can I help you find your seats?

BUTT-HEAD

Uuh, nah. These seats are OK.

DOLORIS:

I think your tickets have you seated

in row fourteen, coach. So why don't

you just go ahead and move back, OK?

BUTT-HEAD

That's OK. Someone else can have those.

BEAVIS:

Yeah, it's not that important to me,

really. Those seats are too small anyways.

Doloris yanks them out of their seats and leads them down the

aisle.

ANGLE DOWN AISLE in coach. Doloris stops by a row where an elderly

woman, MARTHA, sits by the window. Next to her: Two empty seats.

DOLORIS:

Here you are.

She gestures to the seats and leaves. Beavis climbs in the middle,

Butt-Head in the aisle - still watching Doloris.

BUTT-HEAD

Hey Beavis. When she was leading us down

here, huh huh, she touched my butt. Huh

huh huh.

Martha, her senses a bit dimmed from age, turns to B&B.

MARTHA:

Hello there. Are you two heading for Las

Vegas?

BEAVIS:

Yeah, we're gonna score.

MARTHA:

I hope to score big there myself. I'm

mostly going to be doing the slots.

BEAVIS:

Yeah, I'm hoping to do some sluts too.

Heh heh. Do they have lots of sluts in

Las Vegas?

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