CUT TO: EXT. JESS'S BACKYARD – NIGHT.

Jess is standing in the middle of a circle she's made by sticking sparklers into the ground.

JESS

Eru! Listen, I uh… I know I said I don't believe

in you and stuff but, we're friends right? And friends

can stage interventions. So… just listen for a minute.

We cut to Tim watching through the bedroom window, eyebrows raised. Then back to Jess

JESS
My son, Moogle? The one I've been complaining

about? The loudmouth? He may be walking away

from true love and all that garbage that comes with it.

Anyway, I was wondering if you could give me a hand,

and stop him. Don't let him run away. This is because of me.

He never said it, but I know. He's only seen me holding back.

So, I take full responsibility. But uh, I'd appreciate you

keepin' that to yourself, eh buddy?
So… I was thinking we could make an arrangement. I will

only have a drink once a week. I mean a day.
(sighs)
I'll do the best I can. If you'd just help him out with

this one thing… well, I'll make it up to you somehow.

She sticks her arms out and dances around inside the circle. Tim smiles.

CUT TO Jess walking upstairs. She pauses by Tim's door; puts one hand on it, hesitates. Then with a grin she goes to open it. And finds it locked. She sighs, gently rests her head on the door.

We CUT INSIDE to see Tim asleep, then back to Jess. She walks away, sighing.

END SCENE

INT. SANGY'S HOUSE – MORNING

Moog walks into the bathroom, opens up the cabinet. He takes out a tub of face cream, looks around. Unscrews the lid and smells it. Then he smears a line of it under each eye, like camoflauge. He puts the container back in the cabinet and closes the door, and instead of him in the reflection we see… um, YOUNG HIM, in a FLASHBACK, the same two smudges of cream under his eyes.

Little Moog walks out into the living room, the scene of an impromptu party. Jess and Jess's kids, along with Sabrina, Crunk, Danni, Sangy, Misty and whatever kids of theirs happened to be little at the time, dance around, giggling. Jess, as usual, is holding some kind of alcoholic beverage in her hand. She sets it down though, when she sees Moog, and holds her hand out to him to dance. Moog grins and takes it, and they twist-boogie around the room.

END FLASHBACK, cut to old Moog with the cream under his eyes. He sighs and walks off.

EXT. SANGY'S HOUSE – MORNING

Tim's car drives up. Moog walks out to see what it is

MOOGLE
Dad!

TIM
Hey, Moog!

He gets out of the car, walks over and hugs Moog.

TIM
Look at you, you look alright for a

hostage.

MOOGLE
Yeah, well, my captors are humane. Almost.

You look like you're holding up pretty well

yourself.

TIM
Yeah.
(looks around)
Well, another fine mess.

They walk over and sit down in whatever deck chairs they can find scattered around

MOOGLE

The best lesson I ever learned from you was to

lay low. What happened?

TIM

Security has been breached, backups have been

called in. Full-scale Undahpants alert.

MOOGLE
Ahh, but the prisoner has been left unattended.

(looks at him hopefully)

You could bust me out.

TIM
I could. But then wherever we go, we'd still be there.

MOOGLE
No escape.

TIM
More like Stockholm syndrome.

MOOGLE
That is you. What about me?

TIM
You'll end up as the leader.

MOOGLE
The inmates take over the asylum.
(leans his head back, rocks in his chair a bit. Tim looks at him)
What?

TIM

Nevermind.
(chuckles)
Nevermind.

END SCENE

EXT. JESS'S HOUSE – DAY

Sangy's car is parked out in front of the house, along with the three old women. Jess walks outside to join them, generally agitated

JESS
What? Why am I being called into court? I'm

not the one engaging in acts of treachery.

She gets into the backseat of the car with Misty

SABRINA
That's a matter for some debate.

MISTY
The jury's still out, buddy.

CUT TO: Them driving down the street, later.

JESS
Your kids aren't musicians. … I mean, they're

not exposing all your darkest secrets as

entertainment for the masses. God, if I'd known

he'd get all famous, I never would have –

SABRINA
(annoyed)
Never would have what, Jess –

MISTY
God damnit, Jess, would you stop thinking

about how it's gonna make you look? Will

you think about what you're saying? He has

no idea!

JESS
I can't believe you're doing this to me. He

knows enough as it is.

SABRINA
Frankly, he doesn't know shit, and what he

knows, he's made the worst of it.

MISTY
It's like this pal, if you don't tell him, we will.

Case closed.

JESS
This is not the undahpants way.

MISTY
It is now!

SANGY, MISTY, SABRINA
Undahpants!

SANGY
Now let's eat!