Squeal Team Six

The scoreboard tells the same old tale: Visitors, 27, Pinkley

13, but the crowd actually seems energized tonight despite

the score. There's a buzz in the air.

IN THE STANDS -- Izzy blows out an OOMPH OOMPH OOMPH on her

tuba as the band plays a poor rendition of a rock song.

The rest of Squeal Team Six huddles with the Pinkley High

Legume mascot -- a human body with a grotesque bean pod head.

A sheriff's deputy stands nearby.

CHARLIE

(to the mascot)

Wait here with the deputy until

halftime. Don't leave his side - we

can't risk one of the Ryan students

trying to capture you. Got it?

The bean pod head nods vigorously. A big thumbs up.

CHARLIE (CONT’D)

Let's get ready.

Squeal Team Six runs into a tunnel under the stadium.

A mass of Ryan students gathers at the main entrance to the

stadium. There's no way they're going to let the hog get by.

COWBOY #1

We’re gonna make those losers pay

if they have the nerve to show up.

The crowd murmurs its agreement. They want blood.

A horn BLARES. The head referee signals the half is over.

P.A. ANNOUNCER (O.S.)

And that's the end of the first

half, and Ryan leads Pinkley 27-13.

Stay seated as the Pinkley marching

band will perform its tribute to

80's TV Theme Songs. And will there

be a surprise appearance tonight?

The crowd ROARS its approval as the Pinkley marching band

makes its way onto the field.

On the sidelines, Principal Duggan surveys the stands. Looks

around the field. No sign of Squeal Team Six.

As the Ryan crowd grows more surly, the Ford F-150 appears at

the parking lot entrance, the large trailer in tow.

COWBOY #2

There it is!

The crowd surges forward and descends on the truck, which

stops in its tracks. Then slowly goes into reverse.

The band awkwardly plays the theme from "Different Strokes."

C/U on Izzy, whose cheeks puff with each OOMPH on the tuba.

But a closer look shows a listening device in her ear. And

suddenly we hear:

KILLER (RADIO)(O.S.)

On our way. ETA one minute.

Izzy excitedly fingers the tuba's valves at this news.

The crowd surrounds the truck. Yells and screams at the

driver. The truck's door opens and Meg emerges.

The anger subsides and turns to confusion.

COWBOY #1

What the hell is going on? Where's

our mascot?

MEG

This is the second time you guys

have mistaken me for someone else.

I guess Ryan students are really

slow on the uptake.

One of the mob members opens the trailer. INSIDE: A baby pig

stares out. It's adorable, but it's not the Ryan mascot.

COWBOY #2

Are you trying to be funny? You've

got five seconds to tell us where

our mascot is before we destroy

this truck of yours.

As he makes that threat, a faint but familiar WHOOMP WHOOMP

WHOOMP sound fills the air. Meg smiles.

MEG

I'll tell you... when pigs fly.

WHOOMP WHOOMP WHOOMP.

Meg looks to the sky. The Ryan students track where she's

looking, then GASP and SCREAM when they see:

The Ryan High Wild Hog mascot FLYING through the air. Well,

technically. The hog is suspended by huge straps, hoisted

through the air by a large Chinook CH-147 helicopter.

All that's needed is "Flight of the Valkyries" blaring from

the chopper to make this any more surreal.

On the far edge of the parking lot, Benny and his team limp

through the crowd, attracting every stare available

GOTH GEEK

We could still get in the stadium.

Watch the finish.

BENNY

(hollow)

No.

He stops walking. Looks up at the passing Chinook. The hog

swaying gently beneath it in the glow of the stadium lights.

Benny watches it in silence. Finally, lowers his head.

JEDI

(quietly)

Good for you Charles.

A beat. He straightens up and removes his capes, torn and

splattered with mud. With what remains of his dignity, he

walks away from the stadium, the cape left on the ground.

Killer looks out from the side entrance of the helicopter.

It's a happy look, like he feels where he ought to be.

He spots the truck down below, gives Meg a thumbs up.

After the initial shock of seeing their mascot fly over their

heads, the Ryan students make a mad rush for the stadium.

Meg casually strolls to the stadium after them.

The helicopter appears over the stands and hovers over the

center of the field. WILD APPLAUSE breaks out from the fans.

Duggan watches the hog glide over the field, mouth agape.

Benny, Goth Geek and Trekkie are equally amazed.

Izzy nods to the band CONDUCTOR. He tries to yell over the

WHOOMP WHOOMP WHOOMP. Raises his baton and the band starts to

play the "LIBERTY BELL MARCH" by John Philip Sousa as the CH-

147 slowly lowers the hog to the field.

Izzy tosses her tuba aside and rushes towards midfield. The

fans wait anxiously for the other team members to show.

Then, one by one, the rest of Squeal Team Six, also dressed

as band members, slip out of formation and run behind Izzy.

The crowd noise is deafening.

The Ryan students race through the tunnel, but as they

approach the field, they're met by a line of angry looking

DEPUTIES who are in no mood for rivalry feuds.

The students stop in their tracks. The disappointment in

their faces evident as they realize they've been bested.

Squeal Team Six forms a line at midfield as the hog touches

down. Killer rappels down from the chopper to join them. They

quickly unhook Killer and the hog, and the chopper zooms off.

P.A. ANNOUNCER (O.S.)

Do you believe in the unbelievable?

Pinkley High has done it! For the

first time in twenty years the

Challenge has been won!!

Duggan is apoplectic on the sidelines. He starts to head in

the team's direction, when:

MEG (O.S.)

Let them have their moment, Carl.

Duggan turns. Meg’s laser-like glare has returned.

MEG (CONT’D)

This is the biggest thing to happen

here in years. We all need this.

PRINCIPAL DUGGAN

They purposely disobeyed my orders!

They showed a complete lack of

respect for my authority!

MEG

Maybe it's because you showed them

a complete lack of respect on your

end. Celebrate their accomplishment

and quit being such a bull-headed

dictator, and maybe you'll get the

respect you so desperately seek.

(beat)

Or I could speak with my boss about

how you've been treating these

kids. Your choice.

Meg heads off, cheering on the victors.

Duggan is swamped in the wake of the long-suffering Pinkley

students as they rush the field.

They swallow up Squeal Team Six and lift them on their

shoulders. The team washes happily in the glory.

The band plays on. It's a victory march for the ages.

DISSOLVE TO:

Charlie's backyard is as nondescript as the house. Splotchy

grass, a row of hedges against the house, and a single tree,

under which rests a grainy picnic table. It's the same one he

sat on in the picture with his dad.

The team gathers around a picnic table. Laughter and joy

ensue. A wrapped gift sits on the table next to Izzy.

Emo's dad works the grill. Burgers and hot dogs are the order

of the day. He scoops some patties onto a plate.

MEG

Burgers up!

She hands a plate to Emo, who carries it to table. Before he

can even set it down, Snacks has already swiped three.

Killer grabs one of the burgers from a frowning Snacks.

KILLER

You guys are going to go down in

history at Pinkley High. Hope you

handle your fame as well as you did

your mission.

CHARLIE

What do you mean?

KILLER

Fame is intoxicating. Too much of

it is a bad thing.

EMO

I thought the point of doing it was

to get the Jets off our backs, not

to be famous.

Killer looks to Charlie, whose poker face gives nothing away.

CHARLIE

I think we'll handle it just fine.

Meg comes over and sits close to Killer. His partial smile

indicates he doesn't mind at all.

The mood stays jovial as Izzy holds up the gift.

IZZY

We got you something.

KILLER

That wasn't necessary, guys.

CHARLIE

It's not much, but we thought you'd

like it.

Killer rips off the paper. We don't see the gift, but Killer

smiles broadly at the sight of it.

KILLER

Guys. It's perfect.

CHARLIE

Thanks for everything. It's meant a

lot to me.

Killer rustles Charlie's hair.

KILLER

You're all right, kid. But don't

let anyone know I said that, okay?

Charlie beams noticeably.

Meg pulls out her phone. Yells to Charlie and Killer to smile

for the camera.

MEG

This will be great!

Just as Meg is ready to snap the shot, Killer sticks his well-

worn cigar in his mouth. CLICK!

The battle map sits in the corner. Charlie's costume from the

night of the Challenge hangs from a chair.

Charlie enters the room. He grasps a frame as he sits on the

end of his bed. Glances at the photo happily.

He places the frame next to the one of he and his dad, and

now we see that it's the picture Meg took of Charlie and

Killer, sitting on the bench just like Charlie and his dad.

CHARLIE

Thought you might like to have an

old friend to keep you company.

Charlie looks wistful as he takes in both the pictures.

CHARLIE (CONT’D)

We might not be having as many

conversations as we've had in the

past, but I want you to know that

it doesn't mean I don't love you

any more. If anything, I love you

more than ever. It's just time for

me to move on with my life.

(beat)

I hope I've made you proud, dad.

And as Charlie soaks in the moment, we DISSOLVE TO:

Killer's living room is cleaned up. Respectable. Country

music plays in the background.

From a SIDE ANGLE, we see Killer hang something on his wall.

Steps back and admires it.

KILLER

Looks good.

He turns, and now we see him in full profile. Not only is his

room respectable, Killer looks good too. Dress shirt and new

jeans. Beard is trimmed, hair combed.

KILLER (CONT’D)

Ready?

He walks across the room to a waiting Meg.

MEG

Roger that.

As they walk out--

MEG (CONT’D)

Thanks. For all you did.

KILLER

Thanks for stepping up for me.

MEG

We make a pretty good team, huh?

KILLER

I guess we’ll find out.

As they exit, our focus shifts back to the wall.

The first thing we notice is his Navy Seal team, then the

picture of Killer, Jack and their friends that won the

Challenge years ago.

And then we shift our attention along the wall and notice a

new picture hung next to it.

It's the gang surrounding the massive hog. Charlie and Killer

stand next to each other, smiling proudly.

The picture captures the moment perfectly, a group of misfits

joyously celebrating where they came together as a team:

Squeal Team Six.

FADE OUT.

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