End section of Draft 2

Hey, Just thought I'd post the rest of Draft 2 before I post draft 3 (and 4 wish I finished tonight.) This draft totalled around 8 pages, with draft 3 being cut to 5-6, and draft 4 which I finished tonight totaling 3 and a half.

Basically I wanted to get the story down to maround 3 mintues to be a workable animation. This meant I had to sacrifice alot of the characters and dialogue, but hopefully the story still works, which I beleive it does (until draft 5 comes along :P)

Anyways, part 3:

SEDRICK is now furious.

SEDRICK
What the Bloody Hell have you done to Terry?!

NORTON
Oh, you mean the Kit Kat Chunky here?...

NORTON nods his head in the Direction of TERRY.

NORTON
...let’s just say he’s a sign of things to come if you lot don’t pull into line.

SEDRICK
Pull into...?! You’re mad Norton!

NORTON
I’m mad? The world isn’t always Black and White my friend...

NORTON pauses, reflects slightly on what he just said and smiles a little as if enjoying his own wit.

...You’re a bit “mad” yourself aren’t you, you naughty stripy horse.

SEDRICK is suddenly taken aback.

SEDRICK
I don’t know what you’re talking about.

NORTON
...Really?

NORTON pulls out the flyer from his pocket.

I know your little game here, Zebra.

NORTON stands toe to toe with SEDRICK, staring him sharply in the face. His smirk fades to anger as he realises SEDRICK is not phased.

SEDRICK
This neighbourhood is sick of you, and it’s about time you picked on someone your own size...

NORTON growls.

NORTON
I own this neighbourhood. And that ain’t changing... Especially by some “grass eater” who went and grew himself a pair of bollocks!

A RHINO, who had been viewing the proceedings from a dark corner of the room, approaches NORTON from behind. The RHINO taps NORTON on the shoulder.

RHINO
You got a problem with Grass eaters?

NORTON turns around. His expression is cold.

NORTON
What’s your go, china?

RHINO
I’ve come for the reward.

NORTON
Oh, sorry, you may want to see a doctor 'bout that mince pie of yours...

NORTON roars as he swiftly grabs the RHINO by its nose horn, and with his free hand, punches him in the ribs. As the RHINO folds in half, NORTON, grabs the RHINO’s ears, knees him in the stomach and tosses him across a nearby table.

FRANKLIN and TOMMY attempt to take NORTON to the floor by jumping on his back, but NORTON, managing to hold their weight, throws TOMMY off first, and then using his arms, rips FRANKLIN off and slams him into the bar.

NORTON, now foaming and spitting at the mouth, reaches across the bar and grabs SEDRICK around the throat, pulling him off his feet.
NORTON roars:

NORTON
You may think your reward will solve your problems “Grass Eater” but I’m too big to be beaten by the likes of you or your so-called Bounty Hunters! I’m top of the food chain here!
And I da..ahgh?!?!...irk!?!

NORTON pauses, his eyes widen suddenly. His grasp around SEDRICK’s neck releases, and with both hands he clutches his heart, gasps for air and collapse in a heap on the floor.

SEDRICK slowly peer over to where NORTON lies. Quiet shuffling can be heard coming from under NORTON’s body until suddenly, a small scorpion scurries out and crawls onto the top of the bar to face SEDRICK, who stares at him dumbfounded.

SCORPION
Umm, dreadfully sorry to spoil the fight. He was rather loud and annoying, what?

Sedrick
(Still dumbfounded)
Err...yeah...

Scorpion
Oh, right. I’m sorry...

The SCORPION pulls out a small folded piece of paper from his jacket, and unwraps it to reveal a copy of the NORTON flyer. He shows it to SEDRICK.

...Do you mind if I get that in cash please? And could I also trouble you for a cocktail Umbrella?
It’s rather wet outside.

END