Copyright 2000 -- Robert Baer Jr. Amos Doggie & Hannah -- "Amos the Sailor" 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 Amos Doggie, Hannah are all Robert Baer Jr's creations, copyright 1997-1999. Ocean Rovers, Delran, Guardian, Cindy, Kristina and R.O.S.E. are all creations of Delran Phillips. Amos Doggie & Hannah -- "Amos the Sailor" The scene is the underground submarine dock at Road Rover Mission Control. There we find the Ocean Rovers hard at work with minor repairs to their submarine. Also assisting them are Amos Doggie and Hannah. who are on the top deck removing barnicles from the ship's hull. AMOS (holds up a barnicle): What be dis funny looking fish? HANNAH (scrubbing): They're called barnicles, Amos. AMOS (smiles): Wonder if they be good in a stew? HANNAH (shakes head): I don't think so, dear. We have to hurry, the Master assigned us to the Ocean Rovers for a few days of mission experience, remember? AMOS (nods): You be right, my love! Dis be fun, I guarantee! As Amos and Hannah continue scrubbing, Delran and Guardian walk out onto the deck. DELRAN (looks around) Nice work, Amos and Hannah, have you done this sort of work before? HANNAH (nods): My former master has several yachts, I'd always sit and watch the humans do all the work! AMOS (laughs): But humans not do the job as well as me and Hannah, yes? Guardian grins and nods as he and Delran step down the gangplank where they are joined by Kristina and Cindy. KRISTINA (smiling): Delran, R.O.S.E. reports that all internal systems are fully functional. Cindy and I just finished with cleaning up the interior of the sub. CINDY (giggling): I loved cleaning out your sock drawer, Kris! KRISTINA (shocked): HEY! What were you doing in my quarters? CINDY (smiles): Cleaning, like you told me to! KRISTINA (angry): In the future, keep your paws off of my belongings! Do I make myself clear, Cindy? Guardian steps in between the two ladies and shakes his head back and forth. DELRAN (nods): Guardian's right, girls. Don't quarrel, we have to work together as a team, right? CINDY (nods): You're right, Delran! Isn't he, Kris? KRISTINA (grumbles): Yeah...... right....... DELRAN (smiles): That's the spirit! Besides, we have to set a good example for our guests, don't we? CINDY (smiles); That's right! I love the accent of the one with the metal arm! KRISTINA (shakes head): I can't understand why the Master called Amos. Hannah at least has some intelligence, but Amos..... CINDY (upset): Hey! Lay off of Amos! He's alright! KRISTINA (shakes head): Don't know how a swamp dog is going to help us out on any missions, especially one that thinks 'port' and 'starboard' are brands of coffee. DELRAN (puts hand on Cindy's shoulder): C'mon Cindy, give him a chance, he may surprise you! KRISTINA (laughs): Yeah, I'd be surprised if he doesn't start hurling the minute we enter the ocean! DELRAN (shakes head): Cindy, please, be nice to Amos, for me? KRISTINA (nods): Ok, for you Delran, I'll be polite to that old swamp mutt. DELRAN (smiles): Good! Here they come now! Amos and Hannah walk down the gangplank carrying buckets of water and mops. HANNAH (smiles): Delran, we've finished with the top deck! What's next? AMOS (nods): How about some lunch? I can be grabbing a huge pot to cook dose barnicle tings in and ... DELRAN (rolls eyes): That's very .... generous of you, Amos, but ..... MASTER (on PA system): OCEAN ROVERS, REPORT TO THE BRIEFING ROOM! ALL OCEAN ROVERS REPORT TO THE BRIEFING ROOM!! DELRAN (relieved): but we have a mission, let's go, Ocean Rovers! All of the Ocean Rovers howl in unison, then rush up a flight of stairs and take their seats in the briefing room. MASTER (points to map on view screen): Ocean Rovers, here is your assignment. A very important oil tanker is at this moment leaving San Francisco for Honolulu. Your mission is to take your submarine and guard it. KRISTINA (smirks): You mean we're going to escort an oil tanker? How thrilling..... MASTER (shakes head): Kristina, you don't understand. Our operatives are reporting that Captain Zachary Storm is going to attempt to hijack the tanker and steal the oil for himself! He attempted to steal oil from a refinery in Texas a few months ago.... AMOS (stands up and shouts): YES! And Hannah and I stop him cold, yes? MASTER (nods): You did, Amos, but Storm has escaped. He needs fuel for his 'army' to operate with. Be careful, Ocean Rovers. DELRAN (smiles): We've also dealt with Storm before. Master, we won't let you down! MASTER (smiles): Good! Depart at once for San Francisco! DELRAN (stands up): Let's go, crew! All of the Ocean Rovers howl in unison and run out of the briefing room. Amos is lagging behind. AMOS (panting); Hey..... be waiting up...... for me......... KRISTINA (running, talking under her breath): The old swamp mutt can't cut it.... HANNAH (angry, running next to Kristina): That old swamp mutt is my husband! KRISTINA (surprised): But how did you..... that super hearing of yours... HANNAH (upset): Amos may be old, but he's every bit a Road Rover! KRISTINA (looks ahead): We'll see.... All of the Ocean Rovers rush down the gangplank and into the sub. Amos enters last and closes the hatch. Delran sits in the 'center' seat, Guardian, Cindy, Kristina and R.O.S.E. sit at their assigned duty stations. Hannah sits behind the one remaining duty station console. AMOS (looks around): Hey, where do you want Amos to sit? KRISTINA (under her breath): How about the old dog's home? HANNAH (growls): I'm warning you, Kris!!! DELRAN (shouts): Enough of that, ladies. Amos, why don't you go down into the lower deck, we may need you to man the torpedo tubes! AMOS (nods): Aye, aye, Delran! I be loving dis sailor type of speaking! KRISTINA (under her breath): He really is washed up.. HANNAH (growls): KRISTINA!!! CINDY (nods): Yeah, stop insulting Amos, I could even hear that last one! R.O.S.E. (electronic voice): Ready to disembark, Delran.... Hearing this, Amos begins barking wildly. DELRAN (turns around): Amos, why are you barking like that? AMOS (smiles): Well, dat robot guy said to do some barks, yes? CINDY (giggles): No Amos, he said 'disembark', it means we're leaving port! AMOS (nods): Oh, now I see! Amos not be understanding....sorry... As Amos leaves the control room, Guardian guides the sub out into the ocean. Within minutes, they are running along side the huge oil tanker. DELRAN (turns to Kristina): Chris, what is our present position, Kris? KRISTINA (looks at monitor): We are now 100 nautical miles due west of San Francisco CINDY (nods): So far, so good! Guardian nods as Hannah begins monitoring radio traffic. HANNAH (turns to Delran): Delran, the tanker reports all systems are normal, no signs of trouble DELRAN (nods): Excellent, keep a line open to the tanker at all times, Hannah HANNAH (frantic): Oh No! The tanker is reporting a floatita of ships heading her way, all of them unregistered. Heading in from the north about fives miles away! DELRAN (angry): That's gotta be Storm! Guardian, plot an intercept course. Hannah, call down to Amos, have him load the torpedo tubes! HANNAH (nods): Aye Aye, Delran! KRISTINA (looks at monitor): We are now within 2 miles of the enemy floatita! HANNAH (looks at Delran): Torpedo tubes all loaded, Delran! DELRAN (turns to Cindy): Cindy, stand by to aim and fire torpedos! R.O.S.E. (electronic voice): The enemy ships are dropping depth charges! DELRAN (shouting): Guardian! Evasive maneuvers! The submarine begins to sway and swagger as Guardian attempts to steer around the oncoming depth charges. This continues for several minutes until one of the charges detenates near the sub. CINDY (looks at monitor): That one was too close! We have a hull breech on the lower deck! We're taking on water! DELRAN (turns to Kristina): Kris! Go help Amos repair the damage! HANNAH (shouts): I want to help too! DELRAN (turns to Hannah): No Hannah, I need you to contact Mission Control, if Storm isn't jamming our equipment! As Kristina rushes to the lower deck, she sees Amos using his bionic hand to bend the metal around the leak back into place. AMOS (nods): That be the best Amos can do for dee moment! Another depth charge blast rocks the sub, Kristina is knocked to the floor as a steel girder falls towards her. Amos leaps in front of her and catches the girder with his bionic arm and gently sets it aside. KRISTINA (shocked): You.....you saved me! AMOS (smiles): We be part of a team, yes? (looks around): More leaks! Dis ship be not taking more pounding... CINDY (looks at monitor): Three more hulk breeches, Delran! DELRAN (turns to Hannah): Hannah, can you reach Mission Control? HANNAH (shakes head): No, transmissions are being jammed at the source R.O.S.E. (electronic voice): Delran...the submarine's hulk has been compromised....we have no other alternative but to surface....or we will sink to the bottom... CINDY (turns to Delran): Delran, what are we going to do? DELRAN (sadly): We have no choice....Guardian, take us up to the surface.... Guardian nods and sets the sub's controls for ascent. The floatita has stopped sending down depth charges. CINDY (looks at monitor): The surface ships have ceased fire DELRAN (sadly): I'm sure Storm is watching up on his sonar, he knows we have to surface. Hannah, tell Amos and Kristina to prepare to abandon ship....and surrender.... HANNAH (nods): Aye aye, Delran... R.O.S.E. (electronic voice): Delran, you are making the logical decision....under the circumstances.... DELRAN (sadly): Please R.O.S.E., no more analysis. It's either give up or jeopardize the lives of my crew Soon, the submarine surfaces. The front hatch opens and Delran, Guardian, Kristina, Cindy, R.O.S.E., Hannah and Amos walk onto the front deck with their hands up. Delran is holding a bullhorn in his hand to communicate with their captures. A small vessel approaches the sub, standing on the deck along with his hired soldiers is Captain Zachary Storm. He puts a bullhorn to his mouth and begins speaking. STORM (on bullhorn): Greetings, Ocean Rovers! So, you thought you could stop me and my ships from raiding that oil tanker, didn't you? Once we're finished dealing with you mutts, then my armada will grab that tanker with all of it's precious oil! Any last words before I send your miserable submarine to the bottom of the ocean? AMOS (grabs bullhorn from Delran's hand): I be having an idea! Amos howls loudly through the bullhorn, it's a very strange howl that even Hannah has never heard before. STORM (pointing): What is that spotted mutt up to? Blast him! Storm's soldiers open fire on Amos, he falls backward and lays flat on the deck. Delran and the others also 'hit the deck" when the firing starts. STORM (angry): Blast them! Sink their sub! (boat starts to rock back and forth): Hey! What's going on? Why are we moving like this? The other four ships in Storm's 'fleet' begin rocking also as huge waves hit them. Soon, the reason becomes clear as six huge blue whales surface around the Ocean Rover's sub. They are joined by a 'school' of dolphins. Even Amos is surprised by the 'response' to his distress call. AMOS (stands up, talking through bullhorn): Tank you for coming, fish critters! (points): Dose five ships try to hurt us, will you please be helping us stop them? The whales and dolphins all make 'sounds' and then turn towards Storm's fleet. Delran and the others stand up and watch in amazement. DELRAN (shocked): I don't believe my eyes! KRISTINA (shakes head): This must be a dream! CINDY (excited): How cool! Amos can talk to ocean creatures? HANNAH (nods and smiles): Amos Doggie, you never cease to amaze me! R.O.S.E. (electronic voice): Somehow Amos is communicating with these ocean mammals the same way he 'speaks' to alligators and other swamp animals One of the whales rams Storm's ship several times. STORM (angry): Don't just stand there! Use your laser cannon and kill those whales! Three of Storm's soldiers turn a huge 'gun' towards the attacking whale. DELRAN (smiles): It's time to help our new allies! Delran points his power ring towards the laser cannon and fires. The cannon instantly 'jams'. He turns to the other ships and does the same thing to their laser cannons. The whales are now ramming all five of Storm's ships repeatedly. DELRAN (turns to Hannah): Hannah, go back down below and see if you can get through to the Navy or Mission Control now! HANNAH (nods): Aye, aye, sir! As Hannah goes down below, Amos is still talking to his new 'friends' on the bullhorn. AMOS (on bullhorn): Dats a way, fish critters! Git dose crazy humans! The whales continue to ram Storm's ships. Several soldiers lower lifeboats and attempt to escape. Those lifeboats are soon surrounded by angry dolphins. HANNAH (returns to Delran's side): Good news, Delran! I have contacted the Navy and they'll be here in one hour! DELRAN (smiles): Thanks, Hannah, I think your husband's ocean pals can keep Storm busy until then! KRISTINA (shocked): I still can't believe this! CINDY (puts hand on Kristina's shoulder): Maybe Amos is not such a useless, OLD dog after all! Kristina bows her head in sadness. She realizes that Cindy is right. The scene now shifts back to Road Rover Mission Control five hours later. Delran, Guardian, Cindy, Kristina, R.O.S.E., Hannah and Amos stand before the Master. MASTER (smiling): Ocean Rovers, you are good, good dogs! All of Storm's soldiers are in custody and their stolen fleet of ships returned to their rightful owners! DELRAN (smiles): The mission would've failed if it wasn't for Amos Doggie's fast thinking! CINDY (excited): He's a hero! Guardian nods and shakes Amos's hand. AMOS (shyly): Well.....it weren't nothin' special....... MASTER (nods): Amos Doggie seems to be a canine of many talents! Keep up the good work, Rovers! Dismissed! As the Master leaves the briefing room, Kristina slowly walks over to Amos. KRISTINA (sadly): Amos, I want to apologize for all of those insults I made. Thank you for saving my life on the sub.... AMOS (huge grin): Hey, be not neccassary to apologize, Kristina. I have no hard feelings! DELRAN (turns to Amos and Hannah): Amos, Hannah, you two are welcome back on my submarine anytime! CINDY (excited): Hey Amos, can you teach me how to talk to whales and dolphins? AMOS (shakes head): Amos be not sure how he do dis! Can't teach what I don't know, yes? R.O.S.E. (electronic voice): Even I am unable to comprehend the method of communication you use to talk to other animals, Amos... AMOS (nods): Dat make us even, cause I know not how a machine like you talks, niether! KRISTINA (shakes hands with Hannah): Hannah, I'm very sorry for all of those remarks about Amos. You are married to a very special dog! HANNAH (wide grin): Thank you, Kris. He's definately one of a kind! ---------------------------------------------------------------------