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(Sits down, in front of  a camera with a concerned facial expression)
Jason: My name is Ryan Jackson and I am making this for my daughter for when she grows up and is able to understand why I'm gonna have to leave. Hannah if you are watching this, I'm sorry I cant say this in person. but I love you. And I left you and your mum alone because I got into some trouble recently and its not safe for you. I kil....(Phone starts vibrating on the table)...... Oh God!
(Jason walks away from the camera and Coral and Sydney walks on stage.)

Ryan: Alice! come out here.
(Coral walks on stage but Sydney stays back)
Alice: What's going on?
(Jason walks up to coral in a panic and heavy breathing)
Ryan: Alice! Pack your bags, get Hannah's stuff and go. Now!
Alice: What are talking about?
Ryan: Please... (Everything and everyone goes silent)
(Subtle whistling can be heard outside)
(Lee starts to knock on the door)
(Lights go out)
Part 1 done.

Ryan: (Speaking softly) Go! take Hannah into the kitchen and hide.
(Coral turns and grabs Sydney's arms and walks to back stage area.)
Ryan: Uh. Hello?
Joe: Well?
Ryan: Well what do want?
Joe: Oh nothing much. You see I'm a simple man. I prefer to have stuff than nothing at all. So when someone takes from me. I cant let that slide.
Ryan: Look man please it was a mistake.
Joe: Are you thirsty? Answer the damn question! (Brings the bat forward)
Ryan: No.
Joe: Well I am. So I'm gonna get myself a drink.
Ryan: We don't have any.
Joe: Don't worry. I'm only gonna have one.
(Lee walks and opens up a can on top of the table)
Joe: Now Ryan you know why I'm here, so I what I want you to do is firstly apologise and then I want you to beg for forgiveness.
Ryan: (looks too the kitchen table and back again, while shaking in fear) I'm so sorry.
Joe: For what?
Ryan: (Now shaking) For killing dad.
Joe: Good, now brother we once made a promise to dad that if anyone did harm to him they will be punished. No exceptions.
And unfortunately that still applies to you. (Swings bat across Jason's face)
Part 2 done

(Everything goes quiet and small cries can be heard under the kitchen table.)
(Lee walks over and removes the table cover. To reveal Sydney and Coral)
(Lee walks back to Jason, with rage on his face)
(Coral is crying her knees and Sydney is standing)
Hannah: Dad?
Ryan: Look away Hannah!
(Jason looks at Coral)
Joe: Hell, I can see that this is hard on you guys, (looks to the floor and back up again) I am sorry, I truly am. I never wished for this day to happen. And I did say it "NO EXCEPTIONS" (swings bat at person 1 across the face)
Alice: Noooo!
Hannah: DAD!
(Sydney and Coral run towards the body of Jason while Lee walks away to the door. All in slow motion)
(Sydney looks up at Lee who also looks back at her, then proceeds to walk away)
Done.

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(Two girls start off sitting on beds looking bored)
(Sara picks up her phone and calls her friend)

Sara: Hey what are you up to?
Megan : Well nothing really. Why?
Sara: Well I thought me and you could go to that abandoned carnival?
Megan: I don't know if that's a good idea or not.
Sara: Come.on don't be a pussy. Il tell Chris that you have crush on him.
Megan: Fine!
Sara: Yeahhhhh, okay il come by and pick you up.

Part 2!

( Car pulls up to the gate)
Megan: Uh Sara, look at the sign.
Sara: oh shut up, being so negative all the time. You need to have some fun every once an awhile.
Megan: You're right. You're right. But we should be quick, it's getting late and we have college tomorrow.

(They enter a room with mannequins), a room with ripped up teddy bears everywhere and by the centre of the stage a body covered by a white blanket)

Sara: Wow! Look at thi...... What is that?
(Walking looking up and admiring the area. Pointing to the body in the middle of the room)
Megan: It's him.... It's HIS father.
Sara: Megan what are you talking about? ( Says this while forcing Meganto look at her)
(The mannequins start to creep towards the girls and Megan notices them and attempts to scream. They pin down the girls and make them kneel in front of the body.)
(There are 3 bangs on the door)
Joe: Little pig, little pig. Let me in.
(1 of the mannequins opens the door.)
Joe: We have visters, Uninvited visters.
Sara: Who the hell are you?
Megan: Shut up.
Sara: Why? Just because this freak has a cane doesn't mean he is a threat.
Joe: do you know where you are?
(Silence)
Joe: No answer?
(Lee does his monologue)
(Scene returns)
Joe: You really didn't think, you were gonna leave did you?
(Silence)
Joe you have two options. 1. You climb the wheel and you stay there until your dead
Or 2. You get up, you work for points but your gonna wish you were dead.
You off all people should know there is no door number 3. This is the only way.
(Lights cut out)

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Put my money where my mouth is
And I laid my cards
I'mma go out fightin'
And leave my scars
I don't know about tomorrow
But I know I got heart

Put my feet right on the margin
And I just might hit the bottom
Throw my hands out on the breeze
And let it be

Baby this is Russian roulette
And it ain't my gun
Hallelujah I ain't dead yet
And I'm still going strong (woh oh oh)
I don't know about tomorrow
But the battle ain't done

They say losers are forgot
And I just might hit the bottom
But we all gotta take the leap
And let it be

(let it be) Oh let it be
(let it be) Oh let it be
(let it be) Just let it be, woh
(let it be) Just let it be, baby

It's all been said and done
Oh I've done and said it all
Hope and pray
I think it's time to catch that train
I don't know where it starts
And I don't know where it ends
I guess that's the name of the game, oh no

Oh, got to let it go
Yeah, I got to let it go, yeah
Woh, let it be
Woh no oh no, let it be

(let it be) Cmon oh, cmon oh
(let it be) Let it be, baby
(let it be)

When you're holding on your last breath
When you're looking for a way out
Woh let it be
(let it be)

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Looney Song

When the world is full of care
And every headline screams despair,
All is rape, starvation, war and life is vile

Then there’s a certain thing I do
Which I shall pass along to you,
That’s always guaranteed to make me smile:

I go loo-oo-oony as a light-bulb battered bug!
Simply loo-oo-oony, sometimes foam and chew the rug!

Mister, life is swell
In a padded cell,
It’ll chase those blues away:
You can trade your gloom
For a rubber room
And injections twice a day!

Just go loo-oo-oony like an acid casualty,
Or a moo-oo-oonie, or a preacher on T.V.

When the human race
Wears an anxious face,
When the bomb hangs overhead,
When your kid turns blue,
It won’t worry you,
You can smile and nod instead.

When you’re loo-oo-oony, then you just don’t give a fig,
Man’s so pu-uu-uny, and the universe so big!

If you hurt inside,
Get certified,
And if life should treat you bad…
Dont get even, get mad.

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MEMORY'S SO TREACHEROUS.ONE MOMENT YOU'RE LOST IN A CARNIVALOF DELIGHTS,WITH POIGNANT CHILDHOOD AROMAS, THE FLASHING NEON OF PUBERTY,ALL THAT SENTIMENTAL CANDY-FLOSS...

THE NEXT, IT LEADS YOU SOMEWHERE YOU DON'T WANT TO GO...

...SOMEWHERE DARKAND COLD,FILLED WITH THE DAMP, AMBIGUOUS SHAPES OF THINKS YOU'D HOPED WERE FORGOTTEN.

MEMORIESCAN BE VILE, REPULSIVELITTLE BRUTES.LIKE CHILDREN,I SUPPOSE. HAHA.

BUT CAN WE LIVE WITHOUTTHEM? MEMORIESARE WHAT OUR REASON IS BASED UPON. IF WE CAN'T FACETHEM, WE DENY REASON ITSELF!

ALTHOUGH, WHY NOT?WE AREN'T CONTRACTUALLY TIED DOWNTO RATIONALITY!

THERE ISNO SANITY CLAUSE!

SO WHEN YOU FIND YOURSELF LOCKED ONTO AN UNPLEASANT TRAIN OF THOUGHT, HEADING FOR THE PLACES IN YOUR PAST WHERE THE SCREAMING IS UNBEARABLE,REMEMBER THERE'S ALWAYS MADNESS.

MADNESSIS THE EMERGENCY EXIT...

YOU CAN JUST STEP OUTSIDE,AND CLOSE THE DOOR ON ALL THOSE DREADFUL THINGS THAT HAPPENED. YOU CAN LOCK THEM AWAY...

FOREVER.”

I've proved my point. I've demonstrated there's no difference between me and everyone else! All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day. You had a bad day once, am I right? I know I am. I can tell. You had a bad day and everything changed. You had a bad day, and it drove you as crazy as everybody else... Only you won't admit it! What? Girlfriend killed by the mob, maybe? Brother carved up by some mugger Something like that happened to me, you know.?

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Me: Good evening, welcome to Mock the Week, I am Dara o Brien and joined with me are our lovely guests (if anyone wants to join add them here) and they here to entertain you all, so enjoy. So who has gotten themselves into some trouble recently?
Guest: Is it Donald Trump?
Me: He's always in trouble, but no that's not it.
Guest 1: Is it Jack Black?
Me: Yes you are correct, on the day of his retirement he did a celebration live stream looking back on his achievements as an actor. It was going well for him until an unexpected package was delivered to his doorstep.

(Everyone transitions into a different position)

(knocking on  the door)
Jack: Hold on 1 min.
(opens the door)
Jack: oh hi.
Postman: A package for Mr Black.
Jack:  Ah great, thank so much.
(Postman hands over the package)
Jack: Hey wanna join me? We're having a celebration.
Postman: Uhh sure why not.

(Transfers back to Mock the Week)
Me: What Jack didn't expect that the package, was actually crack cocaine, that he ordered when he was wasted at a bar in Birmingham.

(Transfer back to Jack scene)
(Everyone is sat next to each other, sniffing a line of cocaine)
(transfer back to Mock the Week)

Me: Now, this is something you would behind closed doors. So how do we know this?
Guest 2: He didn't turn the live stream off.

(Transfer to Jack)
(everyone is going crazy)

(Jack turns and see's the laptop on the desk is still streaming)
(He shuts it and shouts)
Guests: Whats wrong.

Jack: my mother is watching this!!
(pulls out his phone and answers the call hesitantly)
The end.

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Last Monday my business partner John, secured an amazing deal that would prove to be so successful I could retire right now. Now the first thing you would usually do is tell your family. Right.
Family, I wouldn't even call it a family I'd call it forced relations. Whenever I make a big milestone, I'm over the moon I'm joyful as hell, but when I tell my father for example. No excitement is generated from the old man. Just stares at the stupid sports channel on the TV that I bought him! Out of appreciation for putting up with me as child. Poor mother, having to put up with him and me. But I'm sure she would have been better off without him all these years. At Christmas dinners, she makes the most delicious meal you could find which would take her hours to make. Would be quicker if the decrepit waste would get of his chair and help me and her out.

I think my grandparents are lucky not to see their daughter being neglected by a waist of air. She deserves better than him, but she chose to stay with him because it would make life easier for me growing up. I think HER hard work paid off.

Friends, I don't even want..... (deep breathe while looking away to the side) I was blinded as a child. Thinking that friends stay friends forever. That's the biggest lie ever. You see in movies and TV nowadays kids in primary school staying friends all the way until adult life. That couldn't be more fake. In my primary school, I was the loner of the school, the socially awkward one. Fat and friendless. Everyday in year 3 I would walk in to school clutching on to my stupid power rangers lunchbox hoping I would be invisible to everyone else,  just so they wouldn't call me names. I guess I got my wish then because now I'm a man with 100s of thousands of dollars in my bank a beautiful penthouse New York. Yet no one to share my happiness with. "What about your parents? well I didn't tell you this but my mother passed away. In her sleep. It hit me like a punch to the stomach. When I told everyone about it they said they're sorry. Even though I invited them to it, they didn't even fucking attend the funeral. The things I wanted to do that day would have guaranteed a spot in hell. But I said to myself that's not what she would've wanted. I made a major mistake in life. I didn't express my appreciation for my mum enough. So I'm going to prove to myself that I'm worth more than I think. It doesn't help when the people around you are stuck up snob's that just ignore your needs. And the so called "friends" only speak to you when they WANT something. But I'm going to change all of that.

I cant change all of that. Your upbringing is what shapes you into the person you are today. Childhood's are treacherous, you could have the chance of happiness growing up, the strong aromas of Cadburys chocolate world, then the flashing neon of a laser tag party and all the sentimental candy-floss you'd want. And then by the time you are an adult, those memories puts a smile on your face.

But then again not everyone is so lucky. Some peoples childhood are repulsive and vile. Just like some people I went to school with. We aren't contractually tied down with these memories of our childhood, they're our foundation of which our reasoning is based on. And to deny reasoning is just madness. I mean you might as well go loony and smile you way through life.