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Just when I thought I’d said it all, El Guapo says it better. I give you my screenplay as seen through a very handsome lens:


Judging from the actors, your movie is a rom-com-buddy cop movie, with Edward Hotspur as the alien no one understands. Hilarity ensues as Edward, separated from the mother ship, is lost and adrift in dark foreboding Canadia. Kayjai, president of Canadia, takes pity on him and drives him (in a fast car, and apparently very few clothes) southeast to the wilds of New England, where for some reason, his gadgets are telling him to go.

Trask Avenue, a member of Canadia’s equivalent of the CIA (the dreaded MSF – Moose Syrup Fanatics), follows in hot pursuit. At the border, bored Border Guard, El Guapo, decides to leave his job and accompany the two star-crossed travellers on their journey. At one point, he distracts Trask from his pursuit while Kayjai and Hotspur escape. He is last seen (until the finale) telling a confused Trask (who has just arrested him) “Hey, if you can’t beat em, confuse em!”

Our story continues through the wilds of Nebraska and Ohio. They stop off at an empty diner, run by BestBathroomBooks for some food. He dispenses wit and wisdom along with hot coffee and huevos rancheros. They continue on their drive, stopping at an Ohio crossing to let the freight train pass. A badass in a mustang pulls up, none other than GingerSnaap. Hotspur reminds her of the frog who done her wrong (no, really, an actual frog) all those years ago, and there is a spectacular heart stopping chase through the cornfields (are there cornfields in Ohio?) of Ohio.

Kayjai and Hotspur manage to escape, heading east toward the dawning of a new day. They are exhausted and pull over to rest. While sleeping, Kayjai is visited by Sandylikeabeach, who sums up what has already happened, and hints about what may happen next – but she does it all in one long sentence that even includes her trademarked asides. And it’s all in Charo’s voice!!! (Seriously, this is my favorite scene of the movie!)

As they come out of the wilds and into the bigger cities, Trask Avenue is closing in. But Hotspur uses his magic to convince unbelievably sexy companions Sparklebumps and Megan that he is the good guy. They use their not inconsiderable wiles to slow down Trask while Kayjai and Hotspur escape.

Finally, closing in on the snow filled bus lots of New England, the two stop at the tire yard, and ask a shirtless, sweaty HR Nightmare (wearing a green shoulder mounted bikini thong)(because that’s how he rolls) where they can find the magic moose of Massachusetts – which is the only thing that can save Hotspur now.

(Sorry – earths environment is slowly killing Hotspur. What? I’m sitting at my desk writing this thing, cut me some slack. We good? Ok, moving on.)

HR points down a snow filled trail. Kayjai slowly eases the car down the path. We see Trask (in his gov’t issue Crown Victoria) speeding toward them. In the back seat, El Guapo rises, swinging a ski pole at the back of Trasks head. Trask yanks the wheel and Guapo flies out of the car, landing on a plank and, with a “WOOHOO” snowboards into the distance.

But while Trask was distracted, a blue Charger comes rocketing along the road. “SHINY!!!” bellows GingerSnaap, as she races along, bumping mercilessly into Trask in an attempt to drive him off the road. BestBathroomBooks, in the car with her, calmly calls out reasons to Trask why he should surrender. Trask grits his teeth and continues pounding down the road.

Into a clearing.

Where Sparklebumps, Sandylikeabeach and Megan all dance gracefully on an empty patch of land.

A bright light suddenly engulfs the beautiful ladies as Kayjai and Hotspur glide to a halt, Trask pulling up behind them. Arms spread, Hotspur steps into the circle of light, as Trask raises his gun. Sparklebumps flashes him to distract him, but surprisingly, that only works for a moment. Hotspur turns, and in the language of his people, yells “Unicorn! Palindrome lyric poem! Innuendo!”
Trasks weapon flies from his hand, and bewildered, he, with everyone else, watch the circle of bright light condense into a pinpoint beam of rainbow as Hotspur floats gently up to the mothership.

Kayjai strolls over to Trask. “For fucks sake.” she says.
Trask raises an eyebrow.


Apologies to everyone slandered in this, and if you’ve made it this far, next round is on me. Really, you earned it.

21 responses

  1. That MSF info is classified, missy.

    June 29, 2013 at 7:23 am

    • [Dammit! They’re onto me!]

      Nothing to see here…move along people…these aren’t the droids you’re looking for…

      June 29, 2013 at 10:19 am

  2. Shoulder mounted bikini thong?????????????

    June 29, 2013 at 11:58 am

    • What can I say? El Guapo is a sick, sick puppy.

      June 29, 2013 at 12:34 pm

      • But I don’t even know what that means…

        June 29, 2013 at 2:27 pm

        • El Guapo is the blogger guilty of…uh, responsible for, the above post. I am only mildly twisted.

          June 29, 2013 at 2:53 pm

          • No, I know that… I don’t know what a shoulder mounted thong bikini is… but I think I want one…

            June 29, 2013 at 3:05 pm

            • Go here: SORRY

              June 29, 2013 at 3:07 pm

              • Why did you make me do that?

                June 29, 2013 at 3:20 pm

                • I AM THE PUPPET MASTER!!!

                  June 29, 2013 at 3:28 pm

                  • Goof for you… now kindly remove your hand from inside me…

                    June 29, 2013 at 5:03 pm

  3. The only thing I’d add to this is a gratuitous Trask butt shot in the fifth paragraph.

    Please tell me the angsty-eplosive team of Ang Lee and Michael Bay will direct this!

    June 29, 2013 at 12:12 pm

    • OMG CAN YOU IMAGINE?? Throw in Zack Snyder’s legendary slow-mo blood spatter shots and we got a winner.

      June 29, 2013 at 12:35 pm

  4. God damned frog!

    June 29, 2013 at 9:21 pm

    • Yes, yes, the Frog who done her wrong. Sounds like one of those songs from the 70’s that you were never quite sure if it was a parody or not, like SHORT PEOPLE by Paul Williams.

      July 3, 2013 at 9:52 am

  5. As long as I continue to be the Prez of Canadia it’s all good…

    June 30, 2013 at 12:40 pm

    • Who could possible replace you?? You are awesome, eh.

      July 3, 2013 at 9:52 am

  6. Tom Elias

    I’m not sure I understand this, so… yeah.

    July 1, 2013 at 8:06 am

    • Had to be there, I guess.

      July 3, 2013 at 9:52 am

  7. Does anyone know where I’ve been for two weeks?? Just thought I’d ask. Great screenplay Guap. A bit late, but I’ve got money to invest in this movie. It’s Canadian, but it spends almost as well.

    July 10, 2013 at 2:33 am

    • You are surely a man of mystery, Archon!

      July 21, 2013 at 9:42 am