SEASON FOUR EPISODE EIGHT
Part Two: THE DEMON QUEEN
(Anastasia’s office. Anastasia, Grovelspit, McKoohinky and Jupie are all seated at their desks.)
ANASTASIA:Now, Jupie, do you have the book?
JUPIE:I do.
(Jupie produces a large leather-bound book.)
ANASTASIA:Splendid! The Codex Scelestus!
JUPIE:With the rites in this book you’ll be able to contact the Spawn of Hell again. With any luck you’ll be able to help them re-establish their link to this world.
ANASTASIA:Ah, the joys of demonology!
(Cut to the Bridge. Pirica, Abbie, Rabbo, Howie.)
PIRICA:Now, Howie, has Lennie got Jetty hooked up to the Geneaolgical Pursuit Facilitator?
HOWIE:Yes, Admiral.
PIRICA:Good.
ABBIE:Explain this machine to me again?
PIRICA:The GPF is a machine that enables us to use Jetty’s genetic matrix to track Laff. As long as Laff is somewhere in this universe.
ABBIE:How does the machine locate him?
PIRICA:I don’t understand the mechanics. All I know is that as soon as we are within a two-thousand light year radius of Laff’s location, the GPF will beep. Then we’ll be able to zero in and pinpoint his whereabouts.
ABBIE:I see.
RABBO:It’s not that cold.
PIRICA:Oh, shut up.
RABBO:Yes, Ma’am.
(Cut to Anastasia’s office. The furniture has been moved away from the centre of the room and a large pentagram is painted on the floor. In the centre of the pentagram stands Anastasia, wearing a demon-summoning sort of dress. She is holding the Codex Scelestus. Her three servants stand outside the pentagram, watching anxiously.)
ANASTASIA:Vitrum! Luctus! Stativus! Balineum! Consortio!
(A ring of flame springs up around Anastasia and a ghostly, shadowy, flickering face appears before her.)
FACE:Nice incantation. Are you aware that you just said ‘Glass! Lamentation! Standing Camp! Bath! Fellowship!’? Ah, how I love Latin!
ANASTASIA:Look, I didn’t write the book. Can we get on with the Satanic pact now?
FACE:Certainly. Ahem. ‘Who summons Valium, Legislator of the Illustrious Spawn of Hell Society?’
ANASTASIA:I am the Quintessa Bunnyon.
(Grovelspit whispers to Jupie and Mac.)
GROVELSPIT:The who?
JUPIE:Shh!
VALIUM:Why do you convene me?
ANASTASIA:I believe you traffic in souls?
(Cut to Gumman’s office. He is sitting in there with Earless.)
GUMMAN:What’s the problem, Jim?
EARLESS:I’ve had a terrible headache for the last couple of days.
GUMMAN:Oh, really? Not a problem. Here’s your description.
EARLESS:Don’t you mean ‘prescription’?
GUMMAN:No. I’m only a doctor part-time. I’m really a Senile Fool Narration Officer.
EARLESS:You mad quack!
(Cut back to Anastasia’s office.)
VALIUM:Your offer intrigues me, mortal.
ANASTASIA:Then you’ll grant me the favour I ask?
VALIUM:Yes. Of course, it will cost you.
ANASTASIA:Naturally.
VALIUM:You have the fee, then?
ANASTASIA:Yes. Not... on me, though. I will invoke you again when I have collected it. Then I will pay you, and once you have rewarded me, I will secure the Stair and re-anchor it for you.
VALIUM:Wonderful. I will be expecting your call. And as soon as our dealings are completed... you will become the all-powerful Demon Queen, Mistress of Hell!
(Legislator Valium’s face vanishes, followed closely by the ring of flame.)
ANASTASIA:Perfect. McKoohinky, straighten up the furniture. Grovelspit, Jupie... bring me the Casket.
JUPIE:What?!
GROVELSPIT:The Casket? But surely you’re not going to—
ANASTASIA:Why not? I have no use for it so long as I’m in this body.
GROVELSPIT:But—
ANASTASIA:Now.
JUPIE & GROVELSPIT:Yes, Duchess.
ANASTASIA:And hurry. The sooner you bring me the Casket, the sooner I become the Demon Queen!
JUPIE:Yes, Duchess.
ANASTASIA:I’m going to the Bridge to see if the GPF is up and running. The Casket had better be here when I get back.
(Cut to the Bridge. Pirica, Howie. Anastasia enters.)
ANASTASIA:How goes it, DeBunny?
PIRICA:Fuck off, bitch.
ANASTASIA:Why is it that every time I visit the Bridge somebody calls me a bitch?
HOWIE:Object Recognition.
ANASTASIA:It’s like that, is it? Well, I just came to ask if the GPF was working.
PIRICA:It is. Now piss off.
ANASTASIA:As you wish.
(Cut to the Jeopardy Apartment Control Bay. Hooked up to a machine (the GPF) is Jetty, seemingly unconscious. Anastasia enters.)
ANASTASIA:Oh, ho. The GPF. I can’t have them finding Laff and Fuzzy so soon, so... I’ll have to sabotage the device without damaging it. I don’t want them suspecting me and ruining my plans.
(She produces a syringe full of foul-looking black sludge.)
ANASTASIA:Bottoms up, you Dropoff dolt.
(She stabs Jetty with the syringe and injects the sludge into the young Dropoff’s neck.)
ANASTASIA:There, is that nice? I doubt it.
(Cut to the Bridge. Pirica and Howie hear the GPF monitor beep.)
PIRICA:Oh! The GPF!
(It beeps again.)
PIRICA:Huh?
HOWIE:Something’s wrong. It shouldn’t beep twice.
PIRICA:Perhaps it just—
(The console to which the GPF is hooked up explodes.)
HOWIE:What the--?
PIRICA:Jesus!
HOWIE:We’d better check on Jetty, quick!
(Cut back to Jetty in the Jeopardy Apartment Control Bay. Pirica and Howie rush in. Howie examines Jetty and the machine.)
PIRICA:So? What happened?
HOWIE:Well... there’s nothing wrong with the machine. I think Jetty’s genetic matrix overloaded the cable that connects the GPF to the Bridge’s computers.
PIRICA:How?
HOWIE:Well, I’m no expert, but it looks as though Jetty’s DNA has mutated into... something unusually prolific.
PIRICA:Pardon?
HOWIE:Jetty is more than one person!
(Anastasia’s office. The furniture is back in place. McKoohinky is sitting at his desk. Jupie and Grovelspit enter, carrying a large silver coffin. They put the coffin down on Anastasia’s desk.)
GROVELSPIT:I hope she knows what she’s doing.
(Anastasia enters.)
ANASTASIA:Of course I do.
MCKOOHINKY:Duchess! Did you use the solution I mixed up for you?
ANASTASIA:Yes. It worked perfectly. I injected Jetty, and the stuff you gave me somehow fused the GPF’s connection cable. The machine’s completely useless. They’ll never find Laff now! What was in the syringe?
MCKOOHINKY:A concoction containing DNA samples from everyone aboard the ship. The GPF couldn’t handle the strain of so many conflicting gene-signatures, and the cable blew.
ANASTASIA:Very good, Mac. Now... I see you two brought the Casket, as instructed.
JUPIE:Of course.
GROVELSPIT:Hang on... just because Pirica’s fancy machine doesn’t work any more, that doesn’t mean that Oyster and the others won’t find Fuzzy and Laff.
ANASTASIA:True. But it doesn’t matter if Oyster finds them. As long as he returns with the Stair, everything’s fine. But for now... open the Casket.
(Jupie does. Inside is what looks like a female bunny corpse. A green, wrinkly, slimy one.)
ANASTASIA:My, but it’s been a long time since I saw this.
MCKOOHINKY:Gross! What is it?
ANASTASIA:Don’t you know? Oh, of course, I didn’t hire you until after I was exiled from Nerpalon 12. This, Mister McKoohinky, is... my body!
(Cut to the Common Room. Westminster, Abbie, Ralph, Rabbo, Mal.)
WESTMINSTER:I wonder how that Oyster guy and the others are doing? I hope they’ve found Fuzzy and Laff.
RABBO:Fuzzy and who?
WESTMINSTER:Laff.
RABBO:If you say so. ‘Ha, ha!’
WESTMINSTER:What--? Y—Grr! You are so stupid!
RABBO:Rubbish! I am my own toopid! And I certainly don’t belong to Soe!
WESTMINSTER:What is he talking about?
MAL:‘So stupid’. ‘Soe’s toopid’. It’s a Rabbo thing.
WESTMINSTER:I hate Chris Rabbo!
RABBO:Well, in that case, I hope you get indigestion!
WESTMINSTER:--? Ng!
(Credits.)

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