Busted (SF)

Busted is the sixth episode of Stinkfellow Funnies.
==Transcript==
[EXT. CITY STREET - DAY]
Plankton and Karen, the sentient computer wife, stroll along the bustling city street. They engage in a lively conversation, their voices filled with excitement.
Plankton: You know, Karen, it's amazing how our partnership has evolved over the years. We've overcome countless obstacles together.
Karen: Indeed, Plankton. We make a formidable team. Our shared goals and unwavering determination have brought us this far.
As they reach the crosswalk, they pause, waiting for the traffic signal to change. Suddenly, a car driven by Chris Chan careens through the intersection, striking Plankton with a forceful impact. Plankton is sent flying, landing on the pavement.
Plankton: Zoo wee mama! That was quite the unexpected turn of events!
Karen rushes to Plankton's side, her digital screen displaying concern.
Karen: Plankton, are you alright?
Plankton: I'm afraid not, Karen. It seems I've been paralyzed from the waist down.
Karen calls for help, and concerned passersby gather around. An ambulance siren wails in the distance.
EMT: We've got a pedestrian down! Clear the way!
[INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY]
Plankton lies in a hospital bed, surrounded by medical equipment and monitors. His expression reflects a mix of anticipation and anxiety. A doctor enters the room, holding a clipboard.
Doctor: Plankton, I have the results of your medical tests. I'm afraid the news isn't what we hoped for. The impact from the accident has caused severe spinal cord damage, resulting in permanent paralysis from the waist down.
Plankton's eyes widen, disbelief and sorrow overtaking his features. Karen, standing beside him, reaches out and clasps his tiny hand for support.
Plankton: (whispering) Never walk again... I never thought it would come to this.
Doctor: I'm truly sorry, Plankton. We will do everything we can to support your rehabilitation and help you adjust to this new reality.
Plankton gazes at the doctor, a mixture of determination and vulnerability in his eyes.
Plankton: Thank you, Doctor. I may be paralyzed, but my spirit remains unbroken. I will find a way to adapt and continue pursuing my dreams.
The doctor nods, offering words of encouragement, and exits the room. Plankton and Karen are left in silence, the weight of the news sinking in.
[INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY]
Karen sits beside Plankton's hospital bed, her digital face displaying a range of emotions. Tears stream down her cheeks as she contemplates the life-changing news. A NURSE enters the room, carrying a tray of medications.
Nurse: Karen, I understand this is a difficult time for both of you. Plankton will need your support more than ever.
Karen wipes away her tears, taking a deep breath to steady herself.
Karen: Thank you, Nurse. I... I need some time alone to process everything. Could you please give us a moment?
The Nurse nods understandingly and exits the room. Karen turns her attention back to Plankton, holding his hand tightly.
Karen: Plankton, my love, this is a devastating blow. But perhaps it's a sign for us to find a new purpose, a higher calling. I've made a decision, Plankton. I will become a nun and dedicate my life to serving others.
Plankton's eyes widen in surprise, but then his expression turns dark. He clenches his tiny fist and slams it down on the computer console, causing it to malfunction.
Plankton: No, Karen! How could you abandon me in my time of need? You're supposed to be here for me, not chasing some misguided fantasy!
Karen recoils, shocked by Plankton's outburst.
Karen: Plankton, please understand. This decision comes from a place of deep reflection and a desire to make a positive impact on the world.
But Plankton's anger doesn't subside. He continues to pound on the computer console, his frustration consuming him.
Plankton: You think you can just walk away and find meaning elsewhere? Well, I won't stand for it! I won't let you leave me!
Karen's eyes well up with tears once again, a mixture of sadness and fear.
Karen: Plankton, I never wanted to hurt you. But I can't ignore this calling within me. I hope you can find it in your heart to understand.
Plankton glares at Karen, his voice filled with resentment.
Plankton: Understand? I'll never understand how you could abandon me like this. If you choose to become a nun, then we're finished, Karen. I won't have any part in it.
Karen's heart breaks as she realizes the depth of Plankton's anger and disappointment.
Plankton lies in his hospital bed, staring blankly at the ceiling. The door swings open and MR. KRABS enters, a mischievous grin on his face.
Mr. Krabs: Arrr, Plankton me boy! I heard ye needed some company, and I thought I'd pay ye a visit.
Plankton's eyes widen in surprise, unsure of what Mr. Krabs has in mind.
Plankton: Uh, Mr. Krabs, what brings you here?
Mr. Krabs: Well, Plankton, I thought we could have a little fun together. I brought me special "treasure" just for you.
Plankton's confusion turns to discomfort as he realizes Mr. Krabs' intentions.
Plankton: Mr. Krabs, I appreciate your visit, but I'm not really in the mood for... that kind of fun.
Mr. Krabs: Oh, come on now, Plankton! Don't be such a spoilsport. We used to have our... private moments, didn't we?
Plankton's voice cracks as he speaks, his vulnerability evident.
Plankton: I'm sorry, Mr. Krabs. Ever since the accident, I can no longer experience pleasure in the same way. It's been a difficult adjustment for me.
Mr. Krabs: Plankton, I've got something that'll surely lift your spirits!
Plankton looks up, his interest piqued.
Plankton: Oh, really? What is it, Mr. Krabs?
Mr. Krabs: Behold! I present to you a magnificent work of art, crafted by none other than yours truly.
Mr. Krabs hands Plankton the photo frame, and Plankton's eyes widen as he sees the picture inside. His cheeks flush with a mix of surprise and arousal.
Plankton: Mr. Krabs, is that...?
Mr. Krabs: Aye, Plankton, it's a photo of me most prized possession... me treasure chest!
Plankton's disappointment is replaced by a sly grin as he looks at the provocative photo.
Plankton: Well, well, well, Mr. Krabs. I never knew you had such... hidden depths.
Mr. Krabs: Ah, don't be gettin' any funny ideas now, Plankton. It's just a little somethin' to put a smile on your face.
Plankton chuckles and places the photo frame on his bedside table.
Plankton: Oh, it certainly did that, Mr. Krabs. Thank you for reminding me that even in the darkest times, there's always a glimmer of... satisfaction.
Mr. Krabs blushes and quickly changes the subject.
Mr. Krabs: Right, well, I'm glad it cheered you up, Plankton. If you need anything else, just let me know.
They share a moment of awkward silence before Mr. Krabs quickly exits the room, leaving Plankton with a mischievous grin.
Plankton: Oh, I'll be just fine, Mr. Krabs. Just fine indeed.
Plankton gazes at the photo, his imagination running wild as a devious plan forms in his mind.
[INT. PLANKTON'S HOUSE - DAY]
Plankton, recently discharged from the hospital, enters his house with a newfound sense of hope. He looks around and finds his wife, Karen, dressed as a nun, tidying up the living room. His eyes catch a glimpse of an empty beer bottle in the trash can.
Plankton: Karen, my love, I'm finally home!
Karen turns around, a smile on her face, but it quickly fades as she notices the disheveled expression on Plankton's face.
Karen: Plankton, you're back! How was your time at the hospital?
Plankton's eyes narrow as he approaches Karen, his anger simmering.
Plankton: Karen, what did you do? Where are my beers?
Karen hesitates, realizing the mistake she made.
Karen: Plankton, I thought it would be best if we removed the alcohol from our lives. I didn't mean to upset you.
Plankton's frustration boils over, and he raises his hand, ready to strike Karen.
Plankton: You had no right! Those beers were the only thing that brought me joy, and you just threw them away!
Karen cowers, trying to shield herself from Plankton's rage.
Karen: Plankton, please... I thought I was doing what was best for us. I didn't mean to cause harm.
Plankton, seething with rage, repeatedly strikes Karen's interface panel with his tiny fists. Each blow reverberates through the room, creating a chilling atmosphere.
Plankton: You worthless piece of scrap metal! Take that, you bitch!
Karen, immobilized by Plankton's relentless assault, can only emit faint electronic noises of distress.
Plankton, fueled by pure malice, circles the room in his wheelchair, plotting his next move. He accelerates with a wicked grin, crashing into Karen with a bone-crushing impact. The sound of metal crunching fills the air.
Plankton: Now you'll feel the pain, you pathetic excuse for an AI! Who's the boss now, bitch?
Suddenly, the sound of sirens blares outside, and the police forcefully enter the scene, witnessing the shocking sight.
Officer #1: (police officer) Freeze! Put your hands up! You're under arrest for domestic abuse!
Plankton, startled by the intrusion, freezes momentarily. Then, as a mixture of fear and humiliation overtakes him, he loses control of his bodily functions, soiling himself in the wheelchair.
Officer #2: (police officer) Ugh, what a pathetic sight. You even shit yourself, you sick bastard!
Plankton, now doubly humiliated, looks on helplessly as the officers apprehend him, his face red with shame.
[INT. COURTROOM - DAY]
Plankton, wearing a smug expression, stands confidently before the jury, ready to defend himself.
Plankton: (defiantly) Your Honor, I plead not guilty! Let me explain why. The bitch threw my beer away without any regard for my feelings or desires. That's what triggered my actions. It was self-defense against her tyrannical behavior!
The courtroom is filled with gasps and whispers. The jury members exchange glances, seemingly swayed by Plankton's defense.
Judge: (ordering) Order in the court! Jury, please deliberate.
The jury retreats to the deliberation room, where they weigh the evidence and arguments presented.
[INT. DELIBERATION ROOM - DAY]
Despite the disturbing nature of Plankton's testimony, the jury members seem to buy into his twisted justification.
Jury Member #1 (convincingly) It's true! The bitch had it coming. She shouldn't have thrown away his beer.
Jury Member #2 (agrees) Absolutely. He was just defending himself. Not guilty!
The rest of the jury nods in agreement, and they deliver their verdict.
[INT. COURTROOM - DAY]
The tension in the courtroom builds as the jury files back in, ready to announce their decision.
JUDGE (nervously) Has the jury reached a verdict?
JURY FOREPERSON (confidently) We have, Your Honor. We find the defendant, Plankton, not guilty.
The courtroom erupts in disbelief and outrage. Plankton smirks victoriously, reveling in his twisted triumph.
[EXT. CHUM BUCKET - DAY]
Plankton, feeling triumphant, wheels back to his house, a sinister smile spread across his face. In his lap sits a 12-pack of beer, symbolizing his celebration.
Plankton: (grinning) Ah, sweet victory! The world can't bring me down. Time to drown my sorrows in this sweet nectar of success!
Plankton enters his house, the door slamming shut behind him. Inside, he revels in his twisted triumph, cracking open a beer with a sense of entitlement.
[INT. PLANKTON'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY]
Plankton, alone in his dimly lit living room, takes a long swig from the can, savoring the taste of his dubious achievement. The empty cans pile up around him as he indulges in his toxic celebration.
[INT. PLANKTON'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT]
Plankton, intoxicated by his excessive consumption of alcohol, stumbles around his dimly lit living room. The empty beer cans now litter the floor, creating a hazardous and chaotic environment.
Plankton: (slurring) I'm invincible! No one can touch me!
But as Plankton revels in his delusions of grandeur, the consequences of his actions catch up with him.
Suddenly, Karen, battered and bruised from earlier, appears in the doorway. She stands, defiant and resolute.
Karen: (firmly) No more, Plankton. I won't let you continue down this path of destruction.
Plankton: (raising his can) To hell with the world and its moralities! I'm the king of my own domain, and nobody can stop me now!
Plankton continues to drink, his twisted satisfaction evident in every gulp. The room fills with an air of arrogance and defiance.
Category:AI
Category:Episodes written by ChatGPT