Copyright 2000 --- Robert Baer Jr. Buford's Collie Squadron -- "On The Road Again -- Part 1" DISCLAIMER Road Rovers characters, names, situations and the Road Rovers universe are the property of Warner Bros. I, nor this script/story are connected with Warner Bros. in any way, shape or form. This document may not be publicized or reproduced in any way, shape or form. It must remain fully intact and may not be altered in anyway. It is strictly used for not-for-profit entertainment purposes only, and is not intended to infringe on any Copyrights. This story is written by Robert Baer Jr and the characters Otto, Samantha Maddog, Ben Maddog, Abby Maddog, Vicki Maddog, Princess, Molly Maddog, Kyra, Gila Monster, Princess, Linda Maddog, Uncle Buford, Prairie Mason, Prairie Rose and Roger Maddog are all Robert Baer Jr's creations, copyright 1997-1998. DJ is a creation of Jake Williams. Marauder is a creation of Jerimy Bass. Jazz is a creation of Dylan Rinald. Misty Maddog is a creation of Bart Walls. Convoy is a creation of Matt Daily. Buford's Collie Squadron -- "On The Road Again -- Part 1" The scene is Collie Squadron Headquarters. DJ and Molly Maddog are working together on overhauling a Street Rover. DJ (from under the car): Hand me a socket wrench, will ya Molly? MOLLY (nods): Sure DJ! Molly finds the wrench, stoops down and hands it to DJ. MOLLY (smiles): How's it going? DJ (from under the car): I'd like to ask the Master who makes these cars of his. I think this has to be an imported engine! MOLLY (shocked): Really? I want to take a look myself! Molly soon joins DJ beneath the Street Rover. MOLLY (from under the car): I see what you mean, DJ! Everything's in a different place and ... Molly accidently removes the oil pan plug, soon both she and DJ are covered in motor oil. They both rush out from beneath the Street Rover. MOLLY (frightened): DJ! I'm so sorry! It was an accident! I didn't know that was the .... DJ (laughs): It's alright, Molly! Truth is, I wasn't sure what that was either! MOLLY (relieved): Well, I guess this means it's time to hit the showers... DJ (puts hand on Molly's shoulders): Molly, it's ok, really, we all make mistakes, OK? Molly smiles as she hands DJ a grease rag. Meanwhile in the lounge area, Convoy and Abby are sitting at the card table reading newspapers while Jazz and Misty are playing a video game on the entertainment system. MISTY (pulling joystick): Ok! I think I got ya this time, Jazz! JAZZ (pushing buttons): You think so, do you? MISTY (wiggling joystick): All I have to do is jump this wall and I win! JAZZ (wiggling joystick): Not if I make it first! ABBY (turns to Misty and Jazz): Hey, will you two keep it down? I'm trying to read! MISTY (sadly): Sorry, sis... CONVOY (puts paper down): Hey Abby, it's alright. Let'm have their fun! ABBY (grins): I guess you're right, dear... MISTY (jumps up): NO!!!! I lost my last life! JAZZ (turns to Misty): Hey, it's ok. We'll play again! MISTY (smiles): Sounds good to me! This is one thing I love about being a cano-sapien! Video games! JAZZ (nods): You're not bad for a beginner! MISTY (looks at Jazz): Really? JAZZ (looks at Misty): Really! I'm glad you joined the Road Rovers! Misty and Jazz look into each other's eyes, as they slowly move towards each other to kiss, the PA system blares out. UNCLE BUFORD (on PA system): All Road Rovers report to my office at once! We have a mission! MISTY (sadly): Perfect timing.... JAZZ (smiles): Oh well... Abby, Convoy, Misty and Jazz are the first to reach the office. The Gila Monster and Princess follow, lastly come DJ and Molly, who are all cleaned up and wearing their RR uniforms. UNCLE BUFORD (sits behind desk): The Master has asked me and the Collie Squadron to participate in a joint mission. (points to a map): There has been a number of eighteen wheelers hijacking in this area of the Death Valley highway in California. It's a remote region, truckers call for help but by the time the police arrive, they and their trucks have vanished. ABBY (scared): Oh my..... CONVOY (holds Abby's hand): Hey, it's alright Abby! UNCLE BUFORD (sternly); Someone is hijacking these trucks and abducting these truckers! I'm pleased that all of you came so quickly, all eight of you are the very Road Rovers the Master and I decided would be best for this assignment! DJ (looks at Buford): What's the plan? UNCLE BUFORD (sternly); The plan is all of you are going undercover, as truck drivers! DJ (happy): Works for me! CONVOY (nods): Me too! JAZZ (smiles): Sure, why not? GILA MONSTER (excited): I wants to drive! I wants to drive! PRINCESS (concerned): Honey, your driving skills need.... improvement... GILA MONSTER (defensive): Hey! I'm a great driver! Remember our last date? The cop that pulled us over told me he'd never seen driving like mine in all of his life! PRINCESS (rolls eyes): Er...right. GILA MONSTER (smiles): He even wanted my autograph! PRINCESS (shakes head); You had to sign your speeding ticket! GILA MONSTER (happy): Yep! Too bad the feller ran away when I stuck my head out of the window... PRINCESS (giggles): You scared him! GILA MONSTER (laughs): Oh yeah! I did that to the pizza delivery guy last week, he ran away before I could pay him! UNCLE BUFORD (clears throat): Excuse me? Gila, Princess, please pay attention. All of you are going in two unmarked big rigs. You'll be divided into two teams, four to a rig. Two of you will be in the front seats, the other two will hide in the sleeper compartment. MISTY (excited); WOW! A mission! This is great! UNCLE BUFORD (smiles): I like your enthusiam, Misty! Convoy, you will go with Abby, Jazz and Misty. The rest of you will take the other rig. We have agents standing by in Flagstaff with your rigs and further instructions, are you ready, Rovers? JAZZ (smiles): You can count on us, sir! UNCLE BUFORD (nods): Excellent! (reaches for his cane): I'll teleport you all to Flagstaff, good luck! Uncle Buford pushes two buttons on his cane, all eight Rovers instantly are teleported to a huge garage area, where two familiar looking Road Rovers dressed in blue jumpsuits and hats greet them. MISTY (points): That's Prairie Rose! ABBY (smiles): And Prairie Mason! What are they doing here? PRAIRIE MASON (smiles): Welcome everyone! My wife and I have everything ready for you! JAZZ (looks around): Quite a place you have here! PRAIRIE ROSE (smiles); Thanks! We bought this trucking company a few years ago, and turned it into a profit making busness! PRAIRIE MASON (smiles): When we heard about the Master's plan for this operation, we volunteered to supply the trucks! DJ (smiles): I never knew you guys owned a trucking company! PRAIRIE ROSE (nods): Few folks do, we just have controlling interest in the firm. The humans who actually run the company take care of all the details. PRAIRIE MASON (motions): Follow me to your rigs, they are the finest two we have! Soon the Rovers are on the road in their big rig trucks. DJ is driving one rig, with the Gila Monster beside him and with Molly and Princess hiding in the sleeper compartment. In the other vehicle, Convoy is driving with Jazz seated beside him and with Abby and Misty hiding in the sleeper. ABBY (grunts): This sleeper is so small, I'll have to go outside to change my mind! MISTY (smiles): Please don't complain, sis, this is an important mission! ABBY (struggles): It's hard not to complain when we're crammed in here like sardines! MISTY (sadly): Please don't mention food, I'm hungry! Meanwhile, in the cab of the rig, Convoy and Jazz are discussing strategy. CONVOY (steering): Hey Jazz, check the map, are we still headed towards the pass? JAZZ (reading map): Yep, at this rate, we'll be there in about ten minutes.. CONVOY (picks up CB mic): Breaker breaker, this is lone wolf calling Mr fix-it, come back! DJ (on CB radio): You got the number one Mr Fix-it here, what's our ETA, come back! CONVOY (on CB mike): Snoopy says we'll be there in ten minutes, come back! DJ (on CB radio): That's a big 10-4 good buddy! Me and the lizard man have your back door! CONVOY (on CB mike): Me and Snoopy copy that, over and out! JAZZ (looks at Convoy): Snoopy? CONVOY (smiles): It's just CB lingo, nothing personal, OK? JAZZ (nods): Ok, Lone Wolf! The scene shifts to the other rig. Gila Monster is holding his 2 x 4, tapping it on the dashboard. GILA MONSTER (happy): Ten minutes? GREAT! I wants to clobber some gooberoos! DJ (laughs): Take it easy, my friend. This is supposed to be an undercover operation, remember? GILA MONSTER (grumbles): I hates being bait in someone else's trap! DJ (sternly): But this is the only way we can hope to find those missing truckers and their rigs! GILA MONSTER (nods): I knows, I knows.... In the sleeper compartment, Molly and Princess are having quiet conversation. PRINCESS (smiles): Molly, may I ask you a personal question? MOLLY (smiles): Of course! PRINCESS (stuggles to move to one side): I notice how you look at DJ. Are you in love with him? The question causes Molly to get very nervous, she even shakes a little. MOLLY (stuttering): Well... you see.... I do care a lot about him..... he and I are good friends... PRINCESS (grins): But there's more to the story! You look at him the same way I look at my Gila! MOLLY (stuttering): Well....er..... I mean...... (sadly) OK! I'm in love with him, I admit it! He's such a wonderful man! He's kind, caring, polite and loves to fix engines almost as much as I do! PRINCESS (confused): Then, why don't you just tell him that? Why are you holding your feelings inside? MOLLY (sadly): You don't understand. DJ and I share a strong friendship, we've been through many missions together. If I told him how I really felt, and he didn't feel the same way about me..... poof, there'd go our friendship. PRINCESS (concerned): But what if another female walks into the picture and sweeps him off his feet? MOLLY (holding back tears): I know, I know. I ask myself the same question every day. PRINCESS (sadly): I'm sorry, Molly, I didn't mean to make you sad. MOLLY (sniffles): That's ok, but PLEASE don't tell anyone what I said... PRINCESS (nods): It'll go no further than this sleeper compartment, I promise! MOLLY (smiles): Thanks, Princess, now, will you kindly get your foot out of my front pocket? PRINCESS (giggles): Sure, there sure ain't much room in this thing, is there? DJ continues to drive on, but suddenly smiles when his sensative ears have picked up Princess and Molly's conversation in the sleeper compartment directly above them. GILA MONSTER (stares at DJ): Why is you a grinnin' like Jimmy Carter? DJ (wide smile): Let's just say, I'm getting good vibes from this rig! Soon, the two rigs encounter an odd looking sign marked "DETOUR" and follow the arrow. DJ (picks up CB mike): Breaker breaker, looking for that Lone Wolf, come back! CONVOY (on CB radio): This is the Lone Wolf, come back! DJ (into CB mike): This is it, follow me in and follow our plan, do you copy? CONVOY (on CB radio): That's a big 10-4, over.... DJ (looks at Gila): Ok Gila, remember what you're supposed to do? GILA (mumbles): Yeah, but I wants to take my 2 x 4 with me! DJ (shakes head): No, you can't do that, it'll give up away. Hand me that portable image projector, will ya? GILA (hands it to him): Ok, these little gizmos will make us looks like normal humans, right? DJ (nods): Right, now turn yours on and put it in your pocket, we're coming close to a guarded gate of some sort now. The two rigs are now stopped by several people dressed like State Troopers, they order both Convoy and DJ to step out of their rigs. DJ, Convoy, Jazz and the Gila Monster slowly climb down, each tapping the sleeper compartments twice with their hands, signalling the 'hidden' Rovers about what was coming next. TROOPER (holding rifle at them): Ok, you four are coming with me! DJ (protesting): What's this all about? CONVOY (angry): Yeah, what are you doing? TROOPER (angry): I ask the questions here, boys! Now MOVE IT! The four men are marched over towards a large cave entrance, as they pass by, they notice the many, many eighteen wheelers and other big trucks that lined the walls of the huge cave. They all also notice about three dozen people, mostly men but a few women, who were laboring with picks and shovels. The Troopers march the four until they are standing in front of a small platform. As they waited, they turned around and saw their two rigs being driven into the cave by two uniformed 'troopers.' Soon, all four 'disguised' truckers turned back around to see three men standing on the platform in front of them. One of the men looked very familiar, it was Captain Zachary Storm. STORM (smiles): Good afternoon, gentlemen! Welcome to my little operation. Your rigs will provide me with fuel and goods that I can sell, while the four of you will join my little work crew digging for silver within this cave. Let the fun begin! GILA (angry): And what if we don't wanna.... DJ, Convoy and Jazz quickly stare and shake their heads at the Gila, causing him to shut his mouth. STORM (points): YOU are going to learn NOT to give me any backtalk! (shouts): Take him away and beat him until he learns respect! Two troopers grab the Gila, each taking an arm, and walk him over to a small tool shed, where the three walk in and the door is shut. The others can only listen as they hear the sounds of a whip being used on the Gila. Storm stands in silence, grinning from ear to ear as he hears the familiar sound of the whip being used. STORM (grins): Now, if the rest of you don't wanna end up like your big mouthed friend, then you'll obey me without question, is that clear? DJ, CONVOY & JAZZ (in unison): Yes sir! STORM (angry): I CAN"T HEAR YOU!!! DJ, CONVOY & JAZZ (in unison, louder): YES SIR!!! STORM (nods): Good, good! (shouts): Take them over with the other 'volunteers' and put them to work! Soon, DJ, Convoy and Jazz have join the other truckers who are digging the floor of the cave with picks and shovels. Quietly, they whisper to one another. DJ (whispers): Now we know what happened to the trucks and the drivers, now we need to figure out a way to get out of here and call for the other Rovers. JAZZ (whispers): You can bet that Storm is jamming all radio signals within this cave, so no one, not even the girls, will be able to call for help. CONVOY (whispers): And what about the Gila Monster? It's sounds like he's being beaten to death! DJ (whispers): Don't worry about him, he can take it, I've seen him take it before. In the shack, the Gila Monster grins as he is repeatedly beaten on the back with a whip, his hands tied to a fencepost inside the shack. TROOPER 1 (frustrated): This is weird, he should be begging for mercy by now! TROOPER 2 (angry): Rip his shirt off of him, then we'll beat him HARDER! GILA MONSTER (grins, to himself): Are them goomers in for a big surprise! As one of troopers tears his shirt away, the portable image projector falls to the floor. Now the troopers see the Gila Monster's true form. Too shocked to scream out, the troopers stand frozen as the Gila rips out the fencepost and quickly whacks them both over the head with it. He quickly unties himself and ties the trooper's hands with the same rope. He then picks up the image projector. GILA MONSTER (grumbles): Stupid thing's broken, it ain't workin'. (peeks outside): I needs to git over to the other guys, but how am I gonna do that? ----------------------------------------------------------------------- to be continued..........