What about the fun time?/Script

This is the clip script of The Early Adventures of Marilyn, Jason, and Mason Pilot.

''[Becky is sittting on Marilyn's bed, sighs, and looked at Marilyn, really angry as she twitches her left eye.  Mason seen sitting a chair playing with the door that opens and closes, he then notices an annoyed yet furious looking Marilyn glaring at him, also sitting in her bed]''

Mason: What?

Marilyn: What? What? [she rips two pieces of her hair] What were you doing!?

Mason: I owed Lucy buddy a solid. Isn't that a redeeming quality? Helping friends with stuff?

[Cut to Ramona and Ruth, looked at each other]

Marilyn: [Pull back to frame Marilyn, Becky, and Mason] Not with fun time that result in territorial hunka fun!

Mason: [Cut to Mason, still sitting in the chair] Eh, you win some, you lose a few hundred. [laughs] It wasn't that bad anyway.

[Mason continues to play with the door until Marilyn throws a dagger directly to the door to stop Mason from playing the door opens and closes]

Mason: Ah come on, I had to! My credibility was on the line! [sighs] I mean, what kind of reputation would I have if people found out I was trying to go clean? [he crawls on all fours like a sexy women] It just throws out my entire persona.

Marilyn: [Cut to Marilyn and Becky] YOUR credibility? What about the fun time? Your little stunt made us look like a fucking joke!

Mason: [Cut to Mason, sitting in provocative pose and lays on the floor with his back] [scoff] No no no, babe. Jokes are funny. [he shows Ramona with a cheshire cat grin and crawls on all fours like a sexy women to Ruth] I made you look... uhh... sad! And pathetic. [Cut to Becky] Like an orphan… with no arms... or legs… uhh... OH! with PROGERIA! [Terrified, she hides her hair on her face, Cut to Mason] Great! Now I'M bummed thinking about it. You had any liquor? [he looks for the 'liqour']

Marilyn: [Pull back to frame Marilyn, Becky, Ruth, Ramona, and Jason] Can you please just TRY to take this seriously?

Mason: [throws his finger with a cotton ball at Marilyn's bed] Fine, I'll try. Just don't get your taco in a twist, baby.

Marilyn: [stands up her bed] Was that you trying to be sexist or racist?

Mason: [he crawls on all fours like a sexy women to Marilyn] [sighs] Whatever pisses you off more. Is there seriously no liquor in here?