SEASON SIX EPISODE FIVE
THE MAKING OF THE FUZZY BUNNY SHOW
(A large office. Desks everywhere, all with heaps of paperwork on them. In the centre of the office stands Abbie.)
ABBIE: Good evening, and welcome to our special glimpse behind the scenes of The Fuzzy Bunny Show. I'll be showing you around the SPCAGTV offices and taking a look at what goes into producing an episode of the series. We'll be meeting some of the cast members and even chatting with the writing team. First of all, let's have a word with the creator of the show, Fuzzy Bunny.
(Cut to Fuzzy's huge, luxurious office. Fuzzy sits behind his desk. Abbie is standing next to the cameraman, and is thus out of shot.)
FUZZY: Well, as most people know, I originally intended the show to be a Serious Space Opera. Of course, despite my best efforts, it turned into third rate comedy straight away. In the later seasons, though, it becomes very dramatic, and closer to my original concept.
ABBIE'S VOICE: Yes, it's no secret that the early episodes didn't turn out the way you wanted. How is that so? I mean ... you do write the show yourself.
FUZZY: Well, not entirely by myself. We have a small but dedicated team of staff writers, each of whom contributes an equal amount to the writing process.
(Cut to the writers' office. Sitting around a small round table are Me, Fuzzy and Leila. A typewriter is in front of Me.)
LEILA: And then what about we have Tessa eaten by giant rampaging swamp beasts from the planet Blurk?
FUZZY: Yeah! And then her ghost can come back and haunt Baik-baik until Brittany starts pre-school!
TIM: Great, great, I love it! But I've got another idea for Hoppy. How about she gets pregnant again, to, say, oh, Mac this time, and her baby turns out to be a three-headed slag-dragon with supernatural powers. Then we can --
FUZZY: What a stupid idea! As if Hoppy would be with Mac! It'd have to be Jupie.
LEILA: Nah, I reckon it'd be Bullocksnap.
FUZZY: But we wrote him out.
LEILA: Several times. He said he was happy to do occasional cameos, though.
TIM: Bullocksnap? Ridiculous! What about Killer Possum?
FUZZY: I told you, Moth, I don't want any more visits from twentieth century characters that I've never heard of!
TIM: But they --
LEILA: Hey, let's invite Terry Pratchett to be in the next Christmas special!
FUZZY: What did I just tell Moth about twentieth century characters that I've never heard of?
LEILA: Listen, you cotton-tailed git, I'm getting sick of your smarty-emu-pants attitude. If you --
TIM: How dare you speak to Fuzzy like that?
FUZZY: Yeah! Just do as you're told, L.
TIM: Yeah. You're the one who's --
FUZZY: Oh, shut up. I've had enough of your brainless mumbling.
TIM: Oh, ho?
LEILA: If you ask me, you're both --
FUZZY: I don't recall asking you at all, you little --
TIM: I'm not the one with the --
(A big punch-up between the three of them begins.Cut back to Fuzzy's office. )
FUZZY: Every now and then we have little disagreements ... but it always works out eventually.
(Cut to a large, empty white room where some cast members are rehearsing their lines: Hoppy, Mal,Ralph, Muncher, Rabbitskovic, Clarice. Lennie is watching.)
MUNCHER: "... but the machine only functions on Sundays!"
LENNIE: Hmm, hmm. Good.
MUNCHER: Uh ... don't you think it would be funnier if I just said "the machine only functions one day a week"? When we use Sunday, it gets a bit too specific, and it --
CLARICE: That's the whole point of the joke, jerk.
HOPPY: Yeah, Shock. It loses its impact without the Sunday bit.
RABBITSKOVIC: I ... I must say I agree with Shock.
CLARICE: Look, Dobe, no offence, but ... you haven't got a sense of humour. You're not a great judge when it comes to punchlines.
MAL: Look, can we just get on with the rehearsal? I have an appointment with my therapist in half an hour.
CLARICE: Therapist?
HOPPY: He's seeing a shrink. He's gone bonkers. Keeps having hallucinations about people throwing chairs at him.
(Hoppy pulls a chair out from behind her back and thumps Mal with it.)
CLARICE: Ah. How unusual.
LENNIE: Mal's right, people! We've got a schedule to stick to! Right, now -- Ralph, let's take it from "And that's her fault".
RALPH: Okay. "And that's her fault. I told her the juice would leak."
HOPPY: "But how was she supposed to know about the cannibals?"
CLARICE: "Ever heard of cannibal detectors?"
RABBITSKOVIC: "Now, miss, there's no need to net gasty." Oh, poo! Sorry! "... get nasty".
LENNIE: Oh, this is useless. You guys go. Send in Draino and the others. They need to rehearse scene eight.
MAL: Good. Bye, guys.
HOPPY: Loony.
(Cut to a long shot of the Gumpity's house set. Abbie is there.)
ABBIE: Now we're going to see the talented performers actually filming a scene. They've learned their scripts perfectly and the shoot should run like clockwork.
(Gumpity, Sasha, Yasta and Voddle enter and stand in the Gump's house set. Lennie comes in and stands next to one of the cameras, behind which Howie is soon standing, ready to film. )
LENNIE: Action!
GUMPITY: "Really, Evelyn, I don't know why you always have to cause trouble."
YASTA: "It's because I don't like squirrels!"
SASHA: "That doesn't explain the lack of tenacity exhibited by your peers among the Grondlesax Club."
YASTA: "Well, I -- "
(A heavy spotlight falls from the ceiling, nearly crushing Voddle.)
LENNIE: Aargh! Cut! Another take ruined! Get the lighting manager in here!
(Cut to another office, a small one. Behind the desk, looking very relaxed, is Bunniquette.)
BUNNIQUETTE: Yeah, well, before we got the FBS gig, Hop, Mal and I were doing our own stuff on the Neb, you know, roaming the universe liberating the oppressed, whomping bad dudes, that sort of thing. But when Len contacted us and asked if we wanted to join Fuzzy's show, we jumped at the chance. Haven't regretted it for a second.
ABBIE'S VOICE: Have you enjoyed working with such small screen legends as Doberman Rabbitskovic and Alexander Bullocksnap?
BUNNIQUETTE: Oh, yeah! As a kid, I loved watching Dobe every week in "Don't Rush the Wallpaper", and when I was a teenager, my very favourite show was "Margaret's Waddling Corner".
ABBIE'S VOICE: The comedy series that shot Alex Bullocksnap to fame in the forties.
BUNNIQUETTE: Yeah. I loved that.
(Back to the interview with Fuzzy.)
FUZZY: Of course, we owe our success to the fans. Without them, we're nothing. The show received a lot of support during the first season, and that was what kept us going. More than once, the network has tried to cancel us - in favour of airing more Pizza Cat reruns - but the fans kick up such a stink each time that the network just has to give us another chance!
ABBIE'S VOICE: Tell us about the rigorous selection procedures for auditioning new cast members.
FUZZY: Well, during the early episodes, we took anyone who'd come, but these days we're too classy for that. You gotta be real good to get on the show now.
(Cut to a soundstage. Lennie is sitting in his director's chair. Howie and Laff are with him.)
LENNIE: Send in the first hopeful!
(An orange panda enters.)
LENNIE: Hi, what's your name?
PANDA: Mm-mph-mf-mm-mrmphf!
LENNIE: Love it. Go.
(The panda starts to juggle knives and balance plates on its ears while whistling the theme from The Brady Bunch and knitting a sweater.)
LENNIE: Uh ... thanks. Next.
(The panda leaves, looking disappointed. A tall, skinny monkey comes in and sits down in front of Lennie.)
LENNIE: And ... um ... your name is ... ?
(The monkey just glares at him, with a really sour look on its face.)
LENNIE: Hmmm ... I see potential.
(The monkey continues to glare savagely.)
LENNIE: So ... play any instruments?
(Still glaring the whole time, the monkey whips a banjo out from behind his back.)
LENNIE: Cool! You're hired!
(A few moments silence. The monkey doesn't react. Just glares, and holds its banjo. Lennie glances at Howie and Laff in bewilderment, then back to the monkey, which just glares.)
LENNIE: I ... said, you've got the job. The audition's over. You can stop now.
(It doesn't.)
LENNIE: Um ... yes, thank you, sir, the part's yours, you can go now. We'll call you a few days before your first shoot.
(Glare, glare, scowl.)
LENNIE: I ... you ... it ... um ... Security!!!!
(Lucky enters.)
LUCKY: Yeah, what the hell you want, punk?
LENNIE: Uh ... please escort this monkey off the lot.
(Scowling at Lucky, the monkey stands up slowly. Lennie and co. look a little shocked.)
MONKEY: That won't be necessary.
(It begins to walk towards the door. Just before leaving, it turns back to Lennie and says, really viciously,)
MONKEY: Elvis is my pen-pal.
(The monkey exits. Lennie falls off his chair and starts convulsing. )
HOWIE: The writers'll have fun doing material for that character. I wonder what his name was?
LUCKY: Left his resume with Francine in reception. His name's The Howling Nutter Monkey.
LENNIE: I never heard him howl.
(Cut back to the three writers in their story conference.)
FUZZY: ... and then he can pull out his banjo and whack Mal with it!
TIM AND LEILA: Yeah!!
FUZZY: And maybe we can develop a romance between The Howling Nutter Monkey and ... um ... Baik-baik!
TIM AND LEILA: Or Ch'zzi!!
FUZZY: Hmmm ... yeah!!
(Back to Abbie in the large office where she started. )
ABBIE: Sadly, that's all we have time for. I hope you've enjoyed our little romp through the world of Fuzzy Bunny. Join us next week for episode 6 of the sixth season of The Fuzzy Bunny Show.
(Over the credits, we hear:)
GUMPITY (VO): The producers would like to thank the following organisations and personalities for their contributions to this documentary: the Samurai Pizza Cats Admirers' Guild, APF United Artists, Yaktime Publishing, OysterCo, Artie's Ward Productions, the UBF, Clarice Dutchclapper, and The Howling Nutter Monkey. Good night, dino-buddies.
LENNIE (VO): Now let's get the fuck outta here before that Howling Nutter comes back!

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