Song: WHERE, O, WEREWOLF
Episode: 904- Werewolf
[Cambot is focused on a cut-out of a full moon pasted above
the doorway to the theater. He pans back to reveal Mike, Tom and Crow, all
dressed as typical 1950's teenage girls, with leather jackets and scarves,
and with wigs tied into ponytails. Music starts. They all adopt feminine
voices.]
Tom (spoken): Hey, Susie, what's the
matter?
Crow (spoken): Yeah, Susie. What's
wrong?
Mike (spoken): Oh, nothing… [deep
breath] ...I guess.
Tom: Come
on, Susie! You can tell us!
Crow: Yeah!
Mike: Gee,
I don't know, girls. Well…okay, it's like this…
Bots: Uh-huh…
Mike: You
know Steve?
Bots: UH-HUHHH!
Mike (singing): Steve's a werewolf,
but he's my guy…
He's different from the rest, I don't know why.
But my mother and pop, they disapprove…
But no one can stop us, for it's true loove.
Bots: Huh?
Mike (speaking
normally):
Well, I had to rhyme the two words…
Tom (speaking
normally):
Ah, okay.
Crow (speaking
normally):
Sure. Sing.
Tom (speaking
normally):
Got it. Got it. Go ahead.
Mike (singing): Where, o, werewolf…
Bots (singing
backup over and over): Shimmy-bop. Shimmy-do-bop-shoe-bop…
Mike: I've
looked everywhere, wolf.
Where, o, where…
Where is my werewolf?
Mike (spoken): Listen up, girls.
Tom: Okay.
(Cambot pans back to reveal a monitor showing a clip from
the film, featuring a werewolf driving a car.)
Mike (singing): Late one night, we drove
in his car…
To Makeout Point…it wasn't that far...
Tom (spoken
normally):
Take the Hiawatha exit, left at the first stop sign.
Crow: Shhhh!
Mike (spoken): Well, whose story is
this, Carol?
Tom (spoken
falsetto):
Sorry! Heh heh heh heh!
Mike (singing): The moon was full…he
pulled me close…
I held his paw and I touched his cold nose…
Crow (spoken
normally):
That means he's healthy! Hee hee!
Mike (spoken): But just then his hairy
paws caused the wheel to slide!
I screamed! Too late! We hit a tree! He died!
(On the monitor, the werewolf loses control of the car.
It flips and erupts into a fireball.)
Bots (spoken): Gee, that's too bad,
Susie!
Mike (singing): Where, o, werewolf…
Bots (singing
backup again):
Shimmy-bop. Shimmy-do-bop-shoe-bop…
Mike: I've
looked everywhere, wolf.
Where, o, where…
O where, o where, o where…
Is my werewooooolf?
Crow (profundo): Weeere…woooolf.
[Music ends. They all start to laugh and speak normally.]
Crow: Well
done!
Tom: Yeah!
It's fun to play a girl-group beat when it's just for awhile.
Crow: Yeah,
just awhile.
Mike (beginning
to feel uncomfortable and stretching his back): Yep. Yeah, that was fun.
[They all start sniffing and adopting manly gestures.]
Crow: Well.
Hey! Say, Mike, you didn't really go out with a guy named Steve who died,
did ya? Or…
Tom: Huh?
Mike: Well,
you know…there is this guy that…
[Movie Sign lights flash. They begin their mad dash to
the theater.]
Tom: D'oh!
Movie Sign!
Mike: Later.
We've got Movie Sign!
Tom: Save
it for later!
[END]
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