Tuesday, 12 July 2022

Android Dennis







THE INQUISITOR
Well, Kryten —  
Justify Yourself.

KRYTEN
I'm not sure I can.

INQUISITOR
But surely Your Life 
is replete with Good Works.  
There can be few individuals 
who have lived 
a more selfless life.

KRYTEN
But I am programmed 
to Live unselfishly.  

And therefore, any good works I do 
come not out of fine motives, 
but as a result of a series 
of binary commands 
I am compelled to obey.

INQUISITOR
Well then, how can any 
mechanical Justify Himself?


KRYTEN
Perhaps only if he attempted to 
break his programming 
and conduct His Life 
according to a set of values 
he arrived at independently.

INQUISITOR
Your Argument invites deletion.

KRYTEN
(with only mild smugness)
The Rules are yours, not mine.

INQUISITOR
Do you wish to be erased?

KRYTEN
Well, I am programmed not 
to wish for anything :
I Serve.

INQUISITOR
In a Human, this behaviour 
might be considered stubborn.

KRYTEN
But I am not Human.
And neither are you.  

And it is not Our Place 
to Judge Them.  

….I wonder why you do.

The INQUISITOR 
closes His Mask.

INQUISITOR
(In The INQUISITOR Voice)
 Enough!



Death :
Let's Rock!

Android Dennis :
It was cool when you said, 
"Let's Rock,"
because it made me 
want to Rock.

Death :
Uh-huhYou don't just get to Rock.
You got to earn 
The Right to Rock.


Android Dennis :
Freeze, Preston/Logan. 

Bill :
Oh, this is exactly what 
we don't need right now. 

Ted :
We can't. We gotta get back 
to The Present, like, now. 

Bill :
Yeah. Look, we know you were 
sent here to Kill Us 
if we didn't have The Song. 
But we actually do have 
The Song now, so... 

Android Dennis :
Wait. You have The Song? Oh... 
Uh... Mistakes were made
Apologies are given. 

Ted :
You're forgiven. 
No problem. 

Bill :
But we gotta go, robot dude. 

Android Dennis :
Wait! No, must expiate guilt. 

Bill :
For what? We're fine, dude. 

Ted :
Let us go! 

Android Dennis :
For... murdering Family. 

Ted :
Wait. What

Bill :
What are you talking about? 

Android Dennis :
I lasered your daughters. 

Ted :
You lasered them? 

Bill :
You lasered our daughters
Where are they? 

Android Dennis :
Daughters are... in Hell. 

Ted :
You sent our daughters to Hell? 

Bill :
We have to go get them. Shoot us. 

Android Dennis :
I can't shoot you. 
You have the song. 

Bill :
Well, guess what? 
**snap!**
Now there's no song. 

Ted :
Now you got no choice, Robot.
You gotta kill us! 

Android Dennis :
Can no longer take life. 

Bill :
What? 

Android Dennis :
Failure. Failure. 
Failure. Failure. 

Ted :
Dude, we need This Guy to laser us 
but he appears to be having some kind 
of nervous breakdown

Bill :
Shoot us, Robot! 

Android Dennis :
I can't. I'm A Failure. 
I don't even deserve 
to live, you know? 

Ted :
Shoot us! 

Android Dennis :
Can't do it. 
Shoot myself. 

Ted :
Wait, don't!

Bill
You can't! We gotta go 
save Billie and Thea. 

Ted :
Let's do it!

Bill :
 Yeah. 

Android Dennis :
I'm so sorry! 
Goodbye, cruel world! 

Bill and Ted Return to Hell

Ted :
It worked! 

Bill :
Yeah! 

Behind them
Android Dennis falls 
into Hell with them

Android Dennis :
...world! 

Bill :
That is unexpected

Ted :
Yeah. How can A Robot 
even die

Bill :
Let's find the girls. 

Android Dennis :
Can I come with you? 

Ted :
He did kill us. 

Bill :
Come on, Robot! 

Android Dennis :
Wait. I have A Name. 
It's Dennis. Dennis McCoy. 

Ted :
Okay. Let's go, Dennis McCoy. 

Thea! 

Billie! 

Android Dennis :
Dennis Caleb McCoy. 
That's the full name. 

Let's go, dude! 

Android Dennis :
I feel gratitude. 
Gratitude. 

Okay, we get it :
You're a grateful, 
totally insecure
somehow-dead robot named 
Dennis Caleb McCoy. 

Thea! - Billie! How're we gonna find them, dude? I don't know, dude. Yeah, I don't even know, dude. Thea! Billie!


Hellion #1 :
 Oh... They were very nice. 

Hellion #2 :
Very nice. Good group. 


Group? 

Yeah. They went that way. 

Thanks, Demons. 

You betcha.

Enjoy Hell, y'all. 

Thanks, demons. 

Have a good time, boys. 
I know that's strange. 


....what is that, A Robot? 

Yeah, that's A Robot in Hell. 

Thea? 

Billie? - Thea? - Billie! 

Kelly, Daughter of Rufus :
No! Apology not accepted, Mother.

Bill
Kelly? 

Kelly, Daughter of Rufus :
Ah! Bill and Ted are here. 
Did it work, Mom? 
Yeah. That's what I thought

Where are they? 

Kelly, Daughter of Rufus :
They're that way. 

Android Dennis :
I'm Dennis Caleb McCoy. 

Kelly, Daughter of Rufus :
I am so... No! No. 
Oh, yeah. This is way worse than 
The Christmas incident. 
And you named him ‘Dennis’? 
After my ex
Get outta here! 


Thea! Billie!

Billie! Thea! 


Dads! 

Dads! 

How're you doin'? 

Well, you know, 
We're Dead. 

And We're in Hell. 
But how're you doin'? 

We're good! 
Yeah. Look who we found. 

Dad? 

Ted’s Father :
Hi, Ted. I was Wrong
I mean, You're here. 

Which implies that you also 
travelled through time
 and that your wives 
actually are Princesses. 

All of which proves that 
it is imperative that 
You write The Song that will 
unite The Entire World. 

Ted :
And Save Reality. 

Thea :
Wait, is that new

Ted :
Yeah. 

Ted’s Father :
Well, then, I should Help You instead of criticising you. 
And I am very, very
very sorry. 

Ted :
Thanks, Dad! 

Bill :
Yeah, Thanks, 
Chief Logan! 

Ted’s Father :
I wasn't talking to you, Bill. 

Bill :
Oh. Cool. 


Well, Dads, this is The Band 
we put together for you. 

This is Jimi Hendrix, Louis Armstrong... 
And Mozart, and Ling Lun
and Grom

Louis Armstrong,
(Aged 25) :
A pleasure, gentlemen. 
You raised two fine 
young girls. 

Ted :
Thank you. 

And this is Kid Cudi 
who's not technically 
a historical figure.

Kid Cudi :
Kinda am now, I think. 

Yeah. It's a great honour 
to meet you all. 

Yeah. Welcome toand 
we’re sorry about, Hell

Android Dennis :
My bad. 

Oh. That's Dennis Caleb McCoy. 

We've met. He killed us. 

Android Dennis :
I'm really sorry that I lasered you all. 
And... I just need to tell you... 
My name is 
Dennis Caleb McCoy, and... 

Thank you, Dennis. 

Well, thanks for coming to get us. 

How're we gonna get outta here? 
We're gonna go talk to Death. 

Oh. Well, isn't he still 
mad at you guys? 

Oh, yeah.

And we're still 
mad at him.

Yeah. 

Oh. Nineteen minutes

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