Copyright 2001 --- Robert Baer Jr. Amos Doggie & Hannah -- "The Sportsman's Fox Hunt" 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, Princess, and the Gila Monster are all Robert Baer Jr's creations, copyright 1999. Keilah is a creation of Keegan, Duncan Sparks is a creation of Duncan Sparks. Toil and Foxy are creations of Charity Gifford. Eve is a creation of Kali Jacobs. KH Military is a creation of Gernade Naude. Amos Doggie & Hannah -- "The Sportsman's Fox Hunt" The scene is Road Rover Mission Control's briefing room. Amos Doggie, Hannah, Princess and the Gila Monster are busy cleaning. Amos and Gila have mops, Hannah is dusting and Princess is emptying the trash cans. GILA MONSTER (grumbles): I'm not meant to do this kind of stuff! Mopping the floor? PHOEY!!! AMOS (smiles, mopping): Don't be so down, my reptile friend! Dis be good exercise! GILA MONSTER (whipsers): Why not jist use some of your magic and zap this room clean? AMOS (whipsers back): Dat be no fun.. GILA MONSTER (angry): FUN??? You call THIS fun? PRINCESS (holding trash can): Now stop being so negative, dear. It's our turn to clean this room, it's part of our duties as Road Rover agents! GILA MONSTER (holds mop): I ain't no Road Rover! I'm out of here! PRINCESS (shocked): I'm surprised at you, Gila! I thought you wanted to spend time with me, you wanted to be where I am... GILA MONSTER (nods and smiles): Well, since ya puts it that way, I'm stay and swab the deck with yous guys! HANNAH (nods, smiles): That's the spirit, Gila! AMOS (smiles): Besides, dis be a lot of fun! Amos holds his mop over his shoulder and turns towards the door, smacking the Gila Monster in the face with the wet end of the mop. GILA MONSTER (angry): HEY!! WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOIN' YOU GOOBEROO!! AMOS (smiles): Oops, sorry bout dat... HANNAH (giggles): I thought you liked water, Gila! GILA MONSTER (wipe face with a towel): I hates the taste of floor washin' water! PRINCESS (looking at panel): There's a message coming through on the Road Rover emergency band. HANNAH (nods): Could be serious, let's answer it! Princess presses some buttons, on the front view screen is Toil, the olive green furred Road Rover. TOIL (on screen): Princess? Hannah? Have you guys seen Foxy? PRINCESS (shakes head): No, haven't seen her today TOIL (on screen): She was supposed to meet me here two hours ago, and I can't raise her on the radio. HANNAH (thinking): That's strange... TOIL (on screen): You're telling me! I'm worried, she's never been late for a date before PRINCESS (smiles): If we see her, we'll let you know! TOIL (smiles): Thanks, Toil out... As the screen goes black, Hannah and Princess look at each other with concerned looks on their faces. Meanwhile, in a hilly country woodland area in England, a group of red coated fox hunters mounted on horseback awake the arrival of a 'crate' from America. A pickup truck soon pulls into the glen, several strong burly men lift the crate off the truck and place it on the ground. One of the men opens it with a crowbar. MAN (shouting): Hey you bloaks! Wake up and get out of the bloomin' crate! Emerging from the crate, looking somewhat half asleep are Eve, Foxy, Duncan Sparks and Keilah. Their eyes are soon wide open when they realize their surroundings. EVE (angry): HEY! Where are we? KEILAH (angry): And why were we all in that crate? DUNCAN (upset): I want some answers or someone's gonna get hurt! FOXY (waves fist): That goes DOUBLE for me! A strange looking man with a pith helmet and tan shorts walks over to the startled fox-sapiens SPORTSMAN (smiles): You four are our prey for today! Permit me to introduce myself, I'm the Sportsman and all of these people work for me! KEILAH (giggles): You look like Grocho Marx in Animal Crackers! FOXY (laughs): Is it Sarafi Day at DisneyLand? DUNCAN (points): Wait! I know who you are! You tried to hunt a group of Rovers last year, didn't you? SPORTSMAN (nods): Yes, but I've learned my lesson, no more dog hunts. NOW I HUNT FOXES!!! EVE (shakes head): You're not hunting THIS fox! I'm outta here! SPORTSMAN (laughs): I wouldn't do that if I were you, Eve. Notice those metal collars around your necks? I acquired them from some friends of mine in the KH Military. They are special collars that negate all of your special powers! DUNCAN (reaching for his): I'll get this off in two shakes... SPORTSMAN (laughs): Not a good idea, Duncan Sparks. Without the key, any attempt to remove your collars will cause them to explode! KEILAH (upset): So you have us at your mercy, what are you going to do now? SPORTSMAN (smiles): Glad you asked, Keilah! I'll make you a sporting proposition. We'll give you a ten minute head start to escape into these woods. If you four manage to elude us and make it to the clubhouse, I'll grant you your freedom! FOXY (worried): And if we can't? SPORTSMAN (laughs): If we catch you, dead or alive by the way, then you four will make a fine fur coat for my lady friend! DUNCAN (growls): An idiot like you HAS a girlfriend? SPORTSMAN (angry): Silence, fox! I'll take great pleasure in cutting off your tails personally! FOXY (shocked): You wouldn't! EVE (angry): You're insane! DUNCAN (angry): Let's attack this creep now! When Duncan says this, the twenty gathered hunters all produce their rifles and aim at the four fox-sapiens. KEILAH (scared): Er... let's not, Duncan... SPORTSMAN (angry): You've reduced your chances, now I'm only giving you a five minute head start! Go now, in five minutes we'll turn out bloodhounds loose and pursue you! FOXY (concerned); What do we do now? DUNCAN (sighs): We have no choice, without our powers, our only chance is to escape, let's go! As the four run into the woods, the Sportsman laughs with an evil laugh. SPORTSMAN (happy): Think of it, gentlemen, we'll have the finest fox hunt in the world! Foxes with actual human cunning and resourcefulness! I can hardly wait for the five minutes to expire! KEILAH (running) We have to get away.... EVE (running): I sure don't wanna be a coat! FOXY (running): I wish Toil was here! DUNCAN (running): We'll get out of this... (points): First, let's run through that stream over there to hide our scents! EVE (running): Good idea! DUNCAN (smiles): I have another idea also, let's hurry! Soon the hounds are running into the woods with their humans masters (on horseback) rushing after them. In a matter of minutes, the hounds have surrounded a tree, barking like crazy. SPORTSMAN (points): Look! They've treed the fox creatures! OPEN FIRE!!! A barrage of gunfire penetrate the huge oak tree, after another series of shots, a tan object falls from a limb to the ground below. The Sportsman grabs it away from the hounds, who had been fighting over it. SPORTMAN (angry): FOOLISH MUTTS!!! It was a trick! This is one of those fox creature's jacket! (nods): Clever, very clever. (shouts) OFF TO THE HUNT!!! THEY CAN'T BE FAR!!! Minutes later the bloodhounds have surrounded what looks like a hole in the ground. The dogs dig feverishly as their master arrive. SPORTSMAN (smiles): So, they've gone underground! Typical foxes... (looks closer): WAIT! Something is wrong here! The Sportsman dismounts and walks over to where the dogs are digging. He finds another jacket. SPORTSMAN (angry): AGAIN WE'VE BEEN DECEIVED!! (smiles): Enough of these games! He now takes a small device out of his pocket and turns it on. SPORTSMAN (laughs): If my hounds can't track them, my portable radar can! Not very sporting of me, but at least I'll have that fur coat! The scene switches to the group of fox sapiens, who have been running all this time. KEILAH (panting, points): Look..... up...... ahead...... FOXY (panting): The.....clubhouse..... DUNCAN (panting): We're..... almost..... there...... EVE (panting): Freedom! When the four rush towards the huge clubhouse, they unwittingly walk into an invisible elctricified field, which instantly shocks the four, causing them to pass out. When they awake, the hounds and the Sportman's hunting party have arrived. SPORTSMAN (laughs): Didn't quite make it, did you? EVE (struggles to stand): No fair! We had you beaten! KEILAH (struggles to stand): You set up that electric fence! SPORTSMAN (nods): I hate to loose.. DUNCAN (struggles to stand): We're not going down without a fight! FOXY (struggles to stand): That's right! SPORTSMAN (laughs): It's all over, my little fox furballs! I have triumphed! Suddenly, a normal sized fox jumps out in between the fox-sapiens and the hunting party. It stares at the hunters with an icy, cold, unflinching stare. SPORTSMAN (points): Look that this! The brave little fox standing up for his buddies! Let the hounds loose on it! As the fierce barking bloodhounds rush towards the tiny fox, he opens his mouth and roars like a lion. His voice is SO loud and so terrifying the hounds all turn tail and run away in all directions. SPORTSMAN (shocked); I can't believe it! (points); SHOOT IT!! BLOW THAT FOX INTO A MILLION PIECES!! The four fox-sapiens gasp as they watch the hunters aim and fire, but are totally stunned when they see all of the oncoming bullets 'freeze' in midair several feet away from the brave fox. His eyes glow, and in a flash, the bullets 'fly back' in the opposite direction towards the scared hunters. The whizzing sounds of the bullets spook all of the horses, who throw their riders and run away in terror. Even the Sportsman is thrown from his mount. The hunters watch as the tiny fox begins to roll on the ground laughing hysterically. They are even more amazed as the tiny fox morphs into the shape of a very familiar looking Road Rover. AMOS (laughing); DAT BE DEE FUNNIEST TING I EVER SEE!!! FOXY, KEILAH, DUNCAN & EVE (together): AMOS DOGGIE?? AMOS (standing up): Yep, ol' Amos be here to git y'all out! SPORTSMAN (furious): YOU LOUSY MONGREL!!! YOU'VE RUINED MY HUNT!!! AMOS (smiles): Amos help ya wit dat! Amos bellows out a strange sounding howl, soon the hunters are encircled by deer, squirrels, hedgehogs, bears and other types of wild forest animals. SPORTSMAN (laughs): You FOOL!! Look at all of these targets! FIRE!!!! EVE (shocked): What are you doing, Amos? AMOS (nods): Trust ol' Amos, dis gonna be fun, I guarantee! Each hunter is shocked when they pull the triggers on their rifles, and little flags which say 'BANG!" on them come out of their rifle barrels. AMOS (laughs): Hey dere! These critters want to have a little talk wit y'all about all dee hunting y'all's been doin' ! SPORTSMAN (laughs): These creatures can't hurt us! They're either too timid ot too small! AMOS (nods): Glad you remind ol' Amos! Amos waves his arms and all of the foxes, squirrels, hedgehogs and other smaller forest animals are now ten times their normal size. AMOS (turns back on them): Y'all have a nice discussion while I tend to me friends! Hearing this, the forest animals attack the hunters. The scene is very similar to one of Muzzle's 'attacks' with screams of pain echoing throughout the valley. AMOS (smiles): Now, dees collars have to go! DUNCAN (backs up): Wait Amos! If we try to take these things off without the key, they'll blow up! AMOS (smiles): Den Amos change dat! The mighty swamp dog raises his arms, and changes all the restraining collars into paper bands. AMOS (happy): Go ahead, pull dem off, they harm you not! Foxy reaches and carefully rips the paper collar off. FOXY (happy): You did it, Amos! The others now follow Foxy's example. EVE (happy): WOW!! Thanks Amos! KEILAH (happy): Yeah, thank you! DUNCAN (happy): How did you find us? AMOS (smiles): Amos had a feeling in his old bones dat ye be here! Amos can explain not, but I find ye! FOXY (points): What about the Sportsman and all his men? AMOS (laughs): I tink day had enough! Amos waves his arms and howls again, all of the forest animals are back to normal size and have vanished just as the police pull up. AMOS (points): Dere day be, take'm away! As the police load the hunters into their paddy wagons, Amos teleports himself and the others back to Mission Control. Foxy soon has a happy reunion with Toil. TOIL (hugging her): Oh Foxy! I'm so glad you're safe! FOXY (hugging him): I am, thanks to Amos! HANNAH (nods): I am impressed Amos! You actually used your magic flawlessly! AMOS (happy): See woman! Amos tell you he can do dis! GILA MONSTER (upset): Why didn't you zap ME over there to England? (waves 2 x 4): I'd loved to level them dingledorks with my 2 x 4! PRINCESS (clamly): Now Gila, the important this is that our fox friends have been rescued! That's what counts! KEILAH (turns to Amos): Say Amos, we're all hungry. Have any potato chips around? AMOS (smiles): Amos like dee ones wit ridges on dem! FOXY (happy): Me too! DUNCAN (nods): Count me in! AMOS (smiles): Ok, ridgey chips coming up! Amos waves his arms, but instead of 'ridgey' potato chips, a human appears.... EVE (laughs, points): It's Regis Philbin! REGIS (stunned): Hey! Where am I? Some sort of costume party? DUNCAN (laughs): Is THAT your final answer? REGIS (upset): Very funny, like that's not the upteenieth time I've heard that! HANNAH (shouts): AMOS DOGGIE!!!! AMOS (shrugs shoulders): Well, Amos be not perfect..... Everyone laughs, except for Regis. -------------------------------------------------------------------------