Teletubbies: Reloaded/eps/1

{The scene starts at the outside of the Teletubbies apartment. The date and time come up in the corner, and then vanish. Cut inside. All four Teletubbies are sleeping. Suddenly, the alarm goes off.}

INTERCOM: TELETUBBIES WAKE UP. THE CHIEF NEEDS YOU RIGHT NOW.

{All of them suddenly wake up.}

DIPSY: Dayum, why does that chief alway need us when we're sleepin'?!

TINKY WINKY: To pack justice in this crime invested city, that's why.

PO: I don't know, it could be fun!

DIPSY: What? Risking our asses for this crappy city?!

TINKY WINKY: That's our job.

DIPSY: Damn. I guess so.

TINKY WINKY: Let's go guys! The chief is waiting for us.

{Cut to the Police Station. The chief is there, sitting on his chair with his feet on his table and reading his newspaper. He takes a sip of his coffee.}

BOB: Damn, where are these Tubbies? They shoulda been here 5 minutes ago!

{Suddenly, the Teletubbies burst through the door, surprising Bob.}

BOB: Finally!

TINKY WINKY: Sorry we're late sir!

DISPY: Dis' idiot made the wrong turn!

BOB: Never mind that. Come with me to the meeting room. We need to discuss your latest assignment.

{Bob leaves and the Teletubbies soon follow. Cut to the meeting room. The Teletubbies and Bob are sitting at a table, looking at a file.}

BOB: Alright, your latest target is a man named Fred Rogers. {Pulls out a picture of him. All the Teletubbies look at it.}

PO: He looks like a normal old man.

BOB: Looks can be deceiving. He is in fact, one of the biggest drug lords in this city, and I need you guys to bust his joint and take him alive.

DIPSY: We can do that.

LA LA: Shouldn't we go in disguise, so we don't get caught?

BOB: Oh yes, I forgot about that. {Walks over to the file cabinet and opens it. Inside are red jumpers.} All of Mr. Roger's henchmen wear these, so put these on to blend in.

{All the teletubbies put the jumpers on.}

PO: They're comfortable!

BOB: They are also wired, so we can hear anything say back here at the base.

DIPSY: Where are they?

BOB: Right, his headquarters are located in the Street of Make Believe. The whole block of buildings are his, so I suggest you should split up.

TINKY WINKY: RIGHT SIR!

{They all salute Bob, then run out.}

{Cut to The Street of Make Believe. Huge guards are guarding all of the doors at every building. The Teletubbies walk in, and are just about to go in, until one of the guards stop them.}

GUARD: Yo! You got permission to get in?!

DIPSY: We don't need permission, punk. {Pulls out a lit cigar from nowhere and pokes the Guard with the end of it.}

GUARD: Ouch! .....That toughness is definitely something of Mr. Rogers.. You can go in.

{The Teletubbies walk in, and the Guard rubs the burnt spot.}

GUARD: Ow...

{Cut to the office of Mr. Rogers. Mr. Rogers is sitting at desk, counting wads of cash}

MR. ROGERS: Who knew? I could get money from selling drugs! It's better than my last career!

{Another guard comes in.}

GUARD: Excuse me master?

MR. ROGERS: WHAT?! I'M BUSY!!

GUARD: A couple of workers want to see you.

MR. ROGERS: Fine. Bring them in.

{The guard opens the door, and leaves, and the Teletubbies walk in.}

MR. ROGERS: Greetings. So, what do you want?

TINKY WINKY: We need to talk.

MR. ROGERS: Fine. What about?

TINKY WINKY: Nothing.. {The other three Teletubbies surround Mr. Rogers, and then suddenly, Tinky Winky pulls out a revolver and points it to Mr. Rogers.} Only that you are under arrest for illegal drug trafficking!

MR. ROGERS: Oh really now?

TINKY WINKY: Hell yes. Try to escape and I'll blow your brains out!

MR. ROGERS: {Raises arms.} You are aware that I fought in Nam, right?

TINKY WINKY: Wha?

MR. ROGERS: WON'T YOU BE MY NEIGHBOR? {Flexes arms, ripping off the sleeves of his jumper, revealing hugely toned arms.}

TINKY WINKY: Oh crap..

MR. ROGERS: Heh heh... {Pulls out a Machine gun and starts firing. He misses Tinky Winky as he runs in front of the door, and many of his guards run in with Revolvers.} Now the shoe is on the other foot..

{All the Teletubbies raise their hands as the guards strip them of their weapons and grab them.}

MR. ROGERS: Don't worry, I won't kill you just yet... You're still of use. Take them to the "Room"....

{The guards take the Teletubbies out of the room, as Mr. Rogers watches.}

{Cut to a Torture Chamber. The Guards bring the Teletubbies inside, and then strap each of them into a table.}

TINKY WINKY: Damnit! What's gonna happen now?

PO: I have no idea... I'm sad right now.

DIPSY: Is that all you can say? I am seriously pissed off!

LA LA: Don't worry guys, we'll get out of this.

{Mr. Rogers walks in, as all the guards stand aside.}

MR. ROGERS: Heh Heh.. So you thought you could come in here and spoil my plans so easily?

DIPSY: Damn right!

MR. ROGERS: Simple Tubbies. You cannot get in the way of my plans! I'm the greatest!

TINKY WINKY: Why the hell do you do this?

MR. ROGERS: Why? It's all a part of my master plan. My plan is to get children addicted to drugs early, so they'll carry on buying from us. And since children are the future, that means they'll be buying our low price high quality smack for their lives! And as they buy more, I'll get richer... and Richer.. With my newly gained money, I will create a drug franchise, and place them in every city in the world! As more people get addicted, I'll get even richer! I'll then hire an army of Sweater-Clad bodyguards to do my dirty work, and then start invading the goverments of each country! With them in my control, I'll usurp the rest of the world, and crush all opposition with an iron fist!

'DIPSY: Wow. You're one {BEEP}ed up individual.

TO BE CONTINUED