Father...Jason Sudeikis
Mother...Amy Poehler
Jake...Bill Hader
Mike...Andy Samberg
Victoria...Catherine Zeta-Jones
(shot of the front of car with father driving, mother in passenger seat and kids in the back)
Father: Well, kids, I hope you’re happy.
Mother: Now, honey, please....It’s been a rough week.
Father: We can kiss ever going on vacation again, goodbye.
Jake: Hey, it’s not my fault that that guy in the Mickey Mouse costume didn’t know how to swim?
Father: It wasn’t that, Jake. It’s that he couldn’t move in the heavy padding. And, Mike, could you do me a favor, and don’t put anybody’s lives in danger anymore?
Mike: I thought changing the heights for the rides from five feet to two feet would make it more enjoyable. And give kids a chance to ride.
Father: Great idea.
Mother: Look at that. (pointing) Is that a hitchhiker?
Father: I think so, honey. My God! She’s beautiful. Just gorgeous.
Mike: Pick her up, Dad.
Mother: Oh, don’t. Hitchhikers are so dangerous.
Father: Oh, come on, Sara. It’s a woman in a red dress. What harm could she do?
(car pulls over and as stock footage rolls, a beautiful woman enters and sits between the
two boys in the back)
Jake: Wow, she’s a hottie.
Victoria: Hello, I’m Victoria. Thank you for giving me a lift.
Mike: The feeling is mutual.
Father: So, where you headed?
Victoria: About five miles down this stretch of highway, thanks.
Father: Okay.
(shows two boys rubbing up against Victoria and ogling her with love in their eyes)
Jake: What’s your name?
Victoria: Victoria.
Father: We don’t see too many women in dresses on the road trying to get a ride.
Victoria: Well, you don’t know me.
Mother: It just seems a little strange, that’s all.
(Victoria gets an evil look in her eye)
Victoria: Are you calling me a weirdo?
Mother: No....no...I.....
Victoria: I find it very troubling when people make light of my predicaments. It makes me so angry, and I do things that you wouldn’t expect a woman of my physique or exquisite beauty to do.
Mother: I’m sorry.
(male family members are still awestruck and ignore Victoria’s threats)
Father: I have to admit, you are a truly ravishing lady.
Victoria: Why thank you.
Mother: Hey!
Father: What? A man can’t express his emotion toward a woman like this?
Mike: You truly are breathtaking.
Victoria: Thank you. You are too kind. It’s almost a shame that I almost got this dress ruined after being picked up by a family just like you.
Jake: Why’s that?
Victoria: Just a bit of an accident I had with them.
Mother: Huh?
Father: Well, you look great, anyway.
Victoria: Say, you wouldn’t happen to have anything like club soda and salt or anything like that?
Father: No, why.
Victoria: Well, I have blood all over my white shoes here. The only thing that may get the stain out is club soda.
Father: Ah, sorry. We don’t
Mike: We would give it to you if we had any.
Jake: Yeah, sorry.
(mother gets very nervous)
Mother: Blood?
Mike: Mom, stop asking intrusive questions.
Jake: She doesn’t have to explain where she got the stains.
Victoria: Your mother is getting on my nerves.
Father: Ignore her. Now, are you a model?
Victoria: Oh-ho-ho. You are all so flattering. Actually, you could say I live my life out on the road here.
Father: Really?
Mother: I don’t believe it.
(Victoria gets angry again)
Victoria: Are you calling me a liar?
Mother: No....I...
Victoria: There is nothing worse than someone calling me a liar. I AM NOT A LIAR!!!!!!!
Mother: I didn’t mean to....
Jake: Is this silk?
Victoria: Why, yes, it is. I hope you don’t mind, but I would like to take a quick nap.
Father: No problem.
(Victoria lays back, and hurting sons are trying not to give in to their temptations)
Mother: Honey.
Father: Yeah?
Mother: There is something really strange about this woman.
Father: Oh, what? Because you were so rude to her, and she lashed out on you, there’s
something wrong with her?
Mother: It’s not that. The blood on the shoes, her living out here?
Father: Oh, grow up.
Mother: Well.....what if she was a guy, huh? Just a guy with a beard saying all of these things? I think you would think twice before letting him stay in the car, right?
Father: Yeah, but this is a girl. And she is HOT!!!!
(mother looks at him angrily)
Father: But not as hot as you, hon! Come on, lighten up.
Mother: You’re right.
Mike: Whoops.
(Victoria wakes up)
Victoria: What is it?
Mike: Oh, you dropped your machete. It was in that bag.
Jake: Machete?
Father: Omigod!!!!!
(Victoria looks nervous)
Jake: Dad, is this not the most coolest woman you have ever seen?
Father: Uh-huh.
Mike: Machete, wow. This is awesome.
Victoria: Uh, you can keep it. I should get out here. Bye, boys.
(Victoria puts her hands on their laps and then puts her hands on the father as a sign of
thanks; after she leaves, they all shiver with delight)
Mother: Thank God she’s gone.
Father: Wow. Incredible.
(car drives off)
Jake: Oh no.
Mother: What is it?
Mike: That hottie left her bag here.
(boys open bag)
Jake: Omigod! It’s a head!!!!!!
Everyone: AAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!
Mother: I told you she was crazy.
Father: I’m sorry. She seemed so nice.
(everyone is scared until Jake finds some photos)
Jake: And naked photos of her!
(Mike and father both jump for the photos)
Mike: I got dibs!
Father: No, I do. Gimme.
(father swerves the car a bit, then mother takes control of the wheel as boys argue over
the pictures)
(fade)
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