Tom Goes to the Mayor, Season 2

Coach Harris:
Damn it Brendon, what the hell is wrong with you? Have you ever thought about going home and prancing around in your mama's Sunday dress, or wearing her panties, or putting on one of those cotton ponies? You're a sissy bitch, Brendon. Just like your father.

Tom:
Excuse me, coach?

Coach Harris:
I've seen your father, I've seen stains in his pants that he can't explain. There's something I like about you, but it isn't being a girl in a boy's body, it's being a WRESTLER!!

Saxman:
Well alright.

Tom:
Uh Tom Peters here, umm I live around the area. Here bro umm I just want to tell you, your music's wonderful.

Saxman:
Well thank you brother I think you're wonderful haha.

Tom:
Hahaha

Saxman:
Great man

Tom:
Cool (Thinking In Head: I'd give my left thumb to be this guy's manager). Ah man you must be making a killing out here with these great tunes right bro?

Saxman:
I'm a little bit done on my luck. To tell you the truth I..you know they kicked me out of house and home because of this damn waterbed galleria.

Tom:
Uh what do you mean, you live here on the boardwalk?

Saxman:
Yeah bro it's a real bummer.

Tom:
Uh that doesn't sound fair.

Saxman:
A waterbed doesn't anybody who wants a waterbed have one already, that's my take on it. Haha ahh damn.

Tom:
Ahh well tell you what Saxman, I may have a quick fix uhh my wife is out of town right now visiting her ex-husband, eh shoots she really doesn't like me having men stay over.

Saxman:
Oh boy

Tom':
Well uh I can set you up in my son's pup tent you know, for a while umm you know what? I can go ahead and talk to the mayor about getting a relocation plan together I guess.

Saxman:
Ah that is so sweet man that is so good of you.

Lou:
Hahaha Oh baby I knew you were a waterbed man.

Mayor:
I certainly am.

(Both laugh)

Tom:
Oh I'm sorry, should've knocked.

Mayor:
No it's fine Lou is just installing my new waterbed here.

Tom:
Alright well, I'll just come on back here tomorrow.

Lou:
Alright get your ass over here and take this bitch for a test drive.

Tom:
Oops

Lou:
Easy there. Ok. One two.

Tom:
That's good thank you.

Mayor:
It's just like an amusement park ride Tom.

Tom:
Umm getting a little seasick here.

Lou:
Hahah

Mayor:
Ah that was fun. Thanks for stopping by.

Tom:
Um I'm sorry. I actually have a problem I'd like to discuss.

Mayor:
Great I love problems

Tom:
Well um I'm managing a musican here and um he's actually being forced to evacuate because of Lou's Waterbed Galleria.

Mayor:
(Sings) I'd like to hear that CD-R. (Spoken) Mmmm Tom you've got something special here.

Tom:
He actually plays the windchism himself on that track.

Mayor:
Oh boy. Listen to that melody.

Lou:
Wow this is really awful guys.

Mayor:
Lou you gotta be kidding me here. Uh this music is just beautiful. He's just gotta play at your waterbed grand opening.

Tom:
Oh ah ok. It's not really what I had in mind but uh yeah I'm sure we'd be interested in playing live. Uh as long as Lou doesn't have problem with it.

Lou:
Lou come on now tot da tot the saxophone. Honka honka the saxophone. Tip-aty tip-aty top saxophone a go honka honka I don't like it.

Mayor:
I'm sorry Tom I just don't think Lou can visualize the power of the saxman with just a CD-R.

Tom:
Hmm let me think, alright well this is just a brainstorm.

Mayor:
Ok

Tom:
But ahh what if I directed a video of the saxman that way we could show.

Mayor:
Mmmmmmm Mm Mmm (Whispers) I love it.

Saxman:
Ahh cut. Cuuuut!

Tom:
Wha..what's wrong now Saxman?

Saxman:
Well I'm just used to playing with my shirt off you know. The shirt is just confining, I just have such wind when I when I blow that I need to. Can I. Bust out.

Tom:
Yeah I guess. Let's get some shirtless takes haha. Let's roll again.

Saxman:
Roll again.

Tom:
Back to one.

Saxman:
Ok....Cut cut cut cut.

Tom:
Ahhh what is it now Saxman?

Saxman:
I just feel uncomfortable.

Tom:
Why?

Saxman:
Well I think it's that I'm the only one with my shirt off now and that puts me totally out of balance with the flow and vibe of the mood and I'm trying to bring it, you see and it's not being brought.

Tom:
Ahhh.

Saxman:
Would you take your shirt off to. Just to keep me company.

Tom:
Uhh ok. (Tom removes his shirt)

Saxman:
Great. (An awkward pause ensues) (Tom covers up his exposed chest)

Tom:
Well thanks. Thank you very much.

'Mayor:
But the shows over.

Tom:
What!

Mayor:
Well I've been thinking about this and it's just really doesn't make sense for your saxman to play at Lou's grand opening. I mean we'd actually like someone to sing about Lou's waterbeds and promotional offers. Your guy's mouth will be tied up due to tooting on his horn.

Tom:
Huh Well I mean ahh. Let me just throw this out at ya. I mean I could if I get some brochures together, educate myself on waterbeds maybe I could write some lyrics for saxman and uh you know I could sing 'em.

Mayor:
Mmmmmm mmm mmm mmm. You know I love the sound of your singing voice Tom.

(Gasps)

Saxman:
Hey

Tom:
Oh geez Saxman, you scared me. Oh man what um why aren't you outside in your pup tent?

Saxman:
Oh it's so cold out there brother. It's frosty.

Tom:
Wait a minute Saxman, what's that on your legs there?

Saxman:
I found these tiny pants in this totally fun room.

Tom:
Those are Brendin's Saxman. My son's that's my step-son's room your fiddling around in.

Saxman:
Whoa whoa man, dude. Chill out, where's the anger coming from?

Tom:
I'm sa..

Saxman:
Is this the way you treat a partner?

Tom:
Just really stressed out, got our concert tomorrow and and you know. I'm not exactly getting the luck of the draw with these lyrics here.

Saxman:
I have just the thing to calm you down my brother. (He pushes Tom down into the bed with his foot) Yeah get all snuggled down there. Tom: Saxman.. h-hold on a second-

Saxman:
Shhhhh. Let my sax notes massage your soul brother. (he plays his Soprano Sax in Tom's face, a colorful sleeping gas billows out) Sleep baby.. sleep.

Saxman:
Half off.

Tom:
Right. Maybe you-

Saxman:
Half off..

Tom:
can do a C sharp

Saxman:
See, you're a half step off on the half off. (laughs)

Tom:
Just trying to-

Saxman:
Half off.

Tom:
Yeah you're probably right. Uh, let me just make a note of that here. Ah, shoot I'm working on the bass cleft here. You know what Saxman? Let's take five. Um, there's actually something I wanted to get off my chest since this morning. Did you and your friends happen come in the house and have some kind of jazz jam last night?

Saxman:
What in how? No I slept like a baby right out there in my pup tent.

Tom:
Uh, that's weird. Just, uh, it's nothing.. There's just..there's some piles of BM in my bedroom and just uhh, something I don't know. You know what? Forget it. Let's take it from the top. 2,3,4. If we don't ask for your customer code...

Saxman:
Cut cuuuut. It's not working man. It's just not working.

Tom:
Aww, we'll get there, come on. You know we just need to rhyme some of these words. I haven't (sighs) Let's see what rhymes with consumer price rebate.

Saxman:
No no. It's not that your rhyming like diamond. It's just that, my lips are all chapped. I need to wet 'em up. Darn!

Tom:
What is it?

Saxman:
Well the best way is to kiss something for a while, you know. Just to moisten up my lips.

Tom:
Ooh..kay..?

Saxman:
Oh Tom, I wouldn't ask you if I knew another way, but you know we're burning studio time here.

Tom:
Oh I see your sayin'. You wanna ..wanna kiss me?

Saxman:
Well it's not so much that I want to but it's my chops, you know they need to touch another man's lips to bring them back to life.

Tom:
Oh, alright. I guess a kiss on the mouth between friends can't hurt. (Tom and Saxman ease in slowly for a kiss)

(As soon as their lips touch, Joy and her children burst through the front door, witnessing the event)

Joy:
Ahhhh!!

Tom:
Joy! You're back!

(Brindon takes several photos)

Brindon:
My step dad, and some man in our kitchen.

(He places the photos in "Brindon's Memory Book")

Mayor:
Tom, it's me. Where the heck are you?

Tom:
Uhhh I'm at home, I..I got grounded.

Mayor:
Ooo that sucks. I wish you could have seen The Saxman he was great.

Tom:
Oh

Mayor:
Yeah

Tom:
He made it

'Mayor:
haha

Tom:
I didn't know if he was going to make it.

Mayor:
He sold about...eight or nine cd's. I mean he made a huge profit out of the show.

Tom:
Oh..well we're not really working together anymore. Joy doesn't really want me, you know, hanging around with him, so.

Mayor:
Well that's a bummer. How long are going to be grounded for?

Tom:
Uh..uh probably a couple of weeks.

Mayor:
Ehh

Tom:
Hows the..hows the grand opening. Everything.

Mayor:
Yeah it was great Gimball Twins are playing now.

Tom:
Oh, uhh no I wish I could see them. I love the Gimball Twins.

Mayor:
Yeah they're hilarious.

Tom:
So umm. Well I should probably get off the phone.

'Mayor:
Can you use the internet?

Tom:
No, not really,br> 'Mayor: Mmm, alright well.

Tom:
I'll talk to you later.

Mayor:
Ok you can call later.

Tom:
bye.

Joy:
Well that's not going to happen.

Doctor:
And the other alternative is to perform emergency testicular surgery which would be quite intentsive and painful. I'm talking balls painful.

Tom:
Uh, first off, it's Tom Peters here, and I'm.. I'm sorry did you say you had access to my medical records?

Mayor:
Of course he does Tom, Michael is a medical doctor. He's also the official rep for Provo-C.

Tom:
Uh, I'm just not sure what, you know, what that is.

Joy:
GET MY BOYS TO BASS FEST ..... NOWWWWWWWWWW!!! (room shakes from her thunderous voice)

Tom Peters:
To The People Of The Future...Shoot.

Mayor:
I think I liked you better dead Jeffy

Elevator:
Welcome, CEO Tam Pietress

Coach Harris (played by Gary Bucy):
I have never seen a more pathetic display of female cowardice and womanly stupidity!!

Coach Harris:
How dare you open your mouth around me. You piece of trash. You worthless excuse for a motherfucking equipment boy. Don't you ever tell me how to coach these boys, or I'll cut off your head and shit in your neck whistle.

Saxman [2.6]:
Tom: Great set man, cool really cool.

Saxman [2.6]:
Mayor: Wow Lou, I gotta tell you this is just one heck of a.

Saxman [2.6]:
Tom: (sighs) Alright here we go again. Now Saxman just try and focus with me here. Action!

Saxman [2.6]:
'Mayor: Wow Tom this is really what I had in mind. Great video, great directing.

Saxman [2.6]:
Tom: (In his bedroom, singing to himself) If we don't ask for you costum (clears throat) If we don't ask for your customer code your waterbed will be 10 percent off oooff ff.

Saxman [2.6]:
Tom: Ok here we go. Alright let's take it from the top. 1,2,3,4 (singing) You're guaranteed to sleep. If we don't ask for you customer code, your second mattress is half-

Saxman [2.6]:
Tom: Tom Peter's phone.

Tom:
What about my family? My friend said something about life insurance?

Mayor:
Sorry, Buddy...

Gibbons:
That sword is soooo awesome. Pretty good bargain for $800. nnaaaaaannnd I'm pretty sure it comes with an emerald sheath. _________________________________________________________________________________

Mayor:
Okay lets see... party is a category C, small child, .. surprise party oh i love those! accessories... no. party for..? gibbons!? GIBBONS!!!!!!!!!!!

Cne [2.9]:
Mayor: It's what we like to call Irritable Semen Syndrome. That would explain the burning and the rash.

Cne [2.9]:
Doctor: Well there's really two ways to treat CNE. The first and easist is the simply examine your relationship with your wife.

Cne [2.9]:
Tom: Hi, I'm Tom Peters and for years I've not been able to control my unpleaseant and embrassing CNE but thanks to taking Provolanaproxalidamine-C, five times per day. My sheets, my bed, and my wife are all dry again.

Cne [2.9]:
Dr. Michael: Hey Mayor, your boyfriend's getting out of control.

Cne [2.9]:
Tom: Ahhh would you just go to hell!

Cne [2.9]:
Dr. Ian Black: Steven, I've been reviewing your charts and I think I may have a solution for your sticky problem.

John C. Riley:
Yeah, like a garbage can before you wash it out. How'd you know?

Mayor:
You've been a naughty boy. (taps hand with ruler)

Tom:
Ok Mayor, I think we can drop the façade

Mayor:
Get your ass up on my desk right now?

Tom:
Darn, fair enough.

Mayor:
Time for a spanking little boy.

Puddins [2.16]:
Tom: (crying in fetal position on the floor of The Mayor's office) I want my son back!

Puddin's clerk:
Get on ovah to sample town!!

Puddins [2.16]:
Tom: This is gonna be delicious are they, Friends?

Puddins [2.16]:
Tom: Mayor.

Mayor:
Security, there's a baboon in my office.

Tom:
No, i'm just...i'm just want of making a pajama pudding party.