9.18.2014

Canadiology 2B

Episode 2: Syrupedia

ACT TWO

EXT. /EST. CARTIER’S SCURVY HIGH SCHOOL - DAY

Next day.


INT. CAFETERIA

Evan takes a seat at the table with Nate, Jay and Len and Julie. It’s breakfast and everyone has cereal, except Evan, who has pancakes.

EVAN
So, that guy from yesterday is going to be okay, according to Ornge, the helicopter critical care service of Ontario.

JAY
Huh, I thought the dude just had a concussion?

EVAN
Oh, he was fine. It’s just that Ornge has become so powerful, they’ve taken over all paramedical services everywhere.
(looks at food)
Damn. No syrup today! This is getting ridiculous from a sugar-obsessed point of view.

JAY
By the way, don’t you have super powers now?

EVAN
I thought I did, but this morning, I think it all died down after the usual morning fuss. 

Julie cuts her finger opening a pop can.

JULIE
Dammit! I’d better hide before Ornge finds me.

She gets up and leaves.

EVAN
So, if one were to ask someone of the female variety out on something called...
(checks writing on wrist)
...a “date”, how would one go about the asking of it?

LEN
You’re going to ask Julie out???

JAY
I say: Just be honest with her. According to H. Jackson Brown, Jr.: “Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye.”

Suddenly, someone yells from off-screen

KYLE (O.S.)
Hey everyone! The vending machine broke and it’s dispersing free Montreal steak spice!

JAY
That’s what my heart wanted!

Jay, Len and Nate run off in excitement. Meanwhile, Penichi joins Evan at the table.

PENICHI
Well, that was the worst thing that ever happened.

EVAN
Uh, wasn’t that party two days ago?

PENICHI
I literally just woke from it. I think I was roofied by old Mrs. Pennyworth’s banana cream muffins.

EVAN
Not to offer a second derailment of topic, but what class do you teach?

PENICHI
I dunno. Geo-math-glish or something. --The point being, I refuse to befriend those foolish hobb-nobbers with their high society keg-and-tube-like pre-requisites.

EVAN
Maybe you just need to get them into the kinds of things you’re into. Like...
(genuine)
 ...Smoking pipes? Playing records? Eating potatoes?

PENICHI
Yes, on all those things! And you’re right. Like the European colonists of early Canada, arriving and enacting cultural genocide, it’s Penichi’s time to shine!

He takes out confetti from his pocket and angrily throws it up in the air over himself. Evan just watches as it sprinkles down and Penichi leaves.


INT. CARTIER’S SCURVY HIGH SCHOOL - HALLWAY B

EVAN is walking through the hallways on his way to class. As he passes the school chapel (a room as a mini-church) he hears a whimper (Duane) from inside.


INT. CARTIER’S SCURVY HIGH SCHOOL - CHAPEL

Entering, Evan finds Duane, alone, sitting on the floor of the dimly lit room.

EVAN
What are you doing in this religiously-biased section of the school? Also, shouldn’t you be in the hospital?

DUANE
I escaped, for there is a greater situation at hand which must be dealt with. You know of what I speak.

EVAN
The maple syrup? You know, the cafeteria isn’t that far off if you just need to deliver it. It’s literally in the same building I keep seeing you in.

DUANE
You fool! This is bigger than a mere delivery. There is a group of believers who are against the syrup. They’ve been working tirelessly to undermine my efforts. If they have their way, Canada will never produce syrup again.

EVAN
That’s insane?? Also, you’re insane?

DUANE
I saw your finger marks in the hallway-spilled syrup as I was being crudely scaled up a rope to an Ornge helicopter.

EVAN
I... I thought I felt something.
 (convinced)
But that was all in my head.

DUANE
No! The syrup is more than a passing titillation.

EVAN
(immature)
--Ha!

DUANE
It’s the bond between our world and the next. It’s the here and now; the beginning and the end. 

EVAN
So, words, huh?
(beat)
Besides, everyone puts maple syrup on their pancakes. If what you say is true, then everyone in Canada should have super powers? Even the hipsters.

DUANE
That’s just the thing. They do! Everyone in this country does have super powers!
 (truthfully)
 People just don’t know how to tap into them, or are, more or less, unaware of their existence. 

EVAN
Who is everybody? The “jackass” guy from Happy Gilmore?
(beat)
 The character; not the actor.
 (beat)
To be clear, the actor was a genius.

DUANE
My concussion knocked me out of the game, but tapping into your potential can be achieved through focus and meditation.

EVAN
Dude, I can’t even stay on the channel when the Juno Awards are on. But, I do love syrup more than my own health. And I’d certainly risk diabetes for it.
 (beat)
I’ll do it.


INT. CARTIER’S SCURVY HIGH SCHOOL - HALLWAY B

As EVAN is exiting the room, he bumps into JULIE, who is on her way to class as well.

JULIE
Evan! Are you off to Geo-math-glish too? Did you get a chance to read Phys-Hamlet?

EVAN
Actually, there was something I wanted to talk to you about first.
(dreamily)
You see, it takes years for the majestic albatross to learn and adapt its own mating ritual, which it uses to weed out its perfect mate--

JULIE
Ugh. Don’t get me started on albatrosses. The world certainly does not want to get me started on albatrosses! Those pretentious beaks and their annoying squawks. Did you know they won’t even come to Canada? Something about global warming messing with their environmental needs.

EVAN
Wait. I was asking you out?

JULIE
Oh, no you don’t. Not after I’ve been gotten-going on the whole squawker situation.
 (beat)
 I need call my seabird support group, right away. 

Julie leaves to Evan’s shock.


EXT. HOUSE PARTY - BACKYARD - NIGHT (AS BEFORE)

Penichi has gone to another house party. Mrs. Pennyworth, an incredibly old woman, is standing next to him, chugging a floored-keg of beer through a long-reaching straw.

PENICHI
(fatherly)
Alright, Mrs. Pennyworth. You’ve had quite enough.

He reaches over but she knocks his hand away.

MRS. PENNYWORTH
(drunk)
I used to be somebody! I was a CBC newsroom anchor!

Lambert and Sammy enter frame, holding beers.

PENICHI
(to Lambert and Sammy)
Oh hey. Do you guys like trains?
 (beat)
Did you know Canada’s railway network is the fifth largest in the world? We’re just behind India!

LAMBERT
 Look, Penichi, we’re all behind getting to know each other-- but you haven’t even tried bobbing for bras yet.

SAMMY
Wait! Train tracks? We set up the Slip’N’Slide into the already existing pool of strippers and chicken wings!

LAMBERT
Ohhh, dude, you are brilliant, especially when you’ve been doing jello shots off pregnant women.

They high-five and then run off screen in excitement. 

Penichi glances over at Mrs. Pennyworth who seems to be sober, sharp and alert while sipping a cup of tea.

PENICHI
What the hell? How did you--??

MRS. PENNYWORTH
Years of practice, sweetie. Now, shall we take this bad boy to your house, or mine?


INT. CARTIER’S SCURVY HIGH SCHOOL - HALLWAY

Evan, Jay and Nate are walking down the hallway. Evan holds another plate of pancakes, this time with syrup on them. 

EVAN
We sure do a lot of walking in these hallways. 

NATE
Just tell us where you got the syrup or the frog gets it.

They all stop as Nate holds up a gun to an already dead frog from the Science Department.

EVAN
 Oh now we’re talking about it?
(honestly)
 I took a sample off Duane, the Syrper guy. Although it was only one bottle, as, during hand-off, he was spooked by a church bell, thinking it was the Anti-Syrupers. Ha! Like that’s a legitimate fear; am I right gang?

JAY
 You promised never to call us that again!

Suddenly, the Anti-Syruper, Matari turns a corner and confronts them.

MATARI
It is I, that other guy and stuff! And my attitude is that all syrup must be destroyed! And all supporters must go with it!
 (beat)
That means you, if I wasn’t clear.

EVAN
Oh my God. It’s the Anti-Syruper that we were just speaking about moments before! And he’s as one-dimensional as last time!

MATARI
Look, if you must know what I’ve been doing between appearances, it’s that I’ve been beefing up my powers. I’m a representative of indigenous interest groups and I believe our syrup secrets were stolen by European settlers! 

NATE
What? Your antagonism is hypocritical, not to mention you’re giving our people a bad reputation!

MATARI
Oh yeah? Aren’t you supposed to be in a lake somewhere? How dare you walk amongst man! 

Scared, NATE grabs EVAN.

NATE
(scared)
Ahh! He saw right through my lack of disguise! You have to use your syrup power against him!

Focused, Evan takes a stance, ready to fight with Matari.

Matari fires a sci-fi energy blast from his hands that Evan dodges. 

EVAN
Nice try, but I’ve been developing my powers in a heavily edited montage of me in different meditation poses. Anyone see my upload? Dammit. I must’ve forgotten to click Publish.
 (beat)
This one’s for the internet!

He tries to focus his abilities, resulting in electric currents powering up around his palms. But the built-up energy explodes in-place from his hands, knocking Evan, Jay and Nate backward, to the floor.

MATARI
Hah! You went off way too soon, buddy. Rookie move in and outside of the bedroom. --The bedroom is where I assume you did your syrup-training.

A sci-fi energy blast from off-screen suddenly shoots across, on-screen, past Evan and the group, toward Matari. It hits Matari and Matari is knocked down, to which he quickly scrambles back to his feet in fear.

MATARI
Damn, you old man! So, you did achieve Level 2 syrup status; the much rumoured level said to have first been developed by the Powhatan Chief himself after a late night of pure, uninterrupted white-man-contempting.
(beat)
Wait. That’s an acquirable goal!

He runs off. Duane approaches Evan and helps him sit up.

DUANE
That science-fiction-like energy blast was partially faked. I dipped my hands in Montreal steak spice before launching it. That spice improves anything. Unfortunately, it won’t be enough to stop Matari.

EVAN
Then it looks like I’ve got some training montages to part-take in. 

END OF ACT TWO


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