TW: Cursing, Goldberg = Cringe, Cole and Varsity.
I cut the Goldberg and Charlie in half because 1. the scene is too long and 2. I'm not the biggest fan of Goldie. If you want the full scene, just watch the movie.
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The five out-of-state ducks (Julie Gaffney, Russ Tyler, Dwayne Robertson, Luis Mendoza, and Ken Wu) walk toward the auditorium. They're all looking around, Russ speaks; "You know, I think this place is running very low on the brothers quotient". Julie turns towards him slightly; "Yeah. Hey, I want to know who this new Coach Orion is. My dad said that if I didn't like him, I could come right home". "That's nice. My dad said I better stay in on scholarship or he'll whip my ass". Luis speaks up; "You know, I heard in the dorm that the guy played for the Minnesota North Stars and got suspended for punching out his own coach". Dwayne corrects him; "You mean the Dallas Stars. I heard he punched out a fan". Julie; "I heard he was a Buddhist. You know, like Kung Fu or Richard Gere". Ken finally speaks; "Kung Fu wasn't a Buddhist. He was a Trappist monk". "Are you talking about the old Kung Fu or the Further Adventures of the New Kung Fu"? Russ Asks. Dwayne; "Y'all watch too much TV". "Shit, that's the safest thing to do in my hood" Russ remarks. The five continue to walk.
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Charlie and Casey Conway in the car, pull up to the sidewalk. "Watch it, Mom. You might get hit". A hockey puck bonces off the car and Casey worriedly sighs. Charlie starts to get out the car. "Don't worry about me, Mom". He's fully out now. "I'm all right. As long as I have the Ducks, I should be able to handle this new school". She smiles at him. "That's my boy". He shuts the car door and walks into the alley to meet with Fulton Reed. "Hey, Fulton, you ever think about shooting back into the alley and not the street?" Fulton watches Charlie walk over before he starts shooting again. "Not really". He shoots and a cat screeches. He stops and turns to Charlie. "I just found out Portman isn't fucking coming. He's staying in Chicago. How shitty is that?" "No, you got to be kidding me". "I'm not. He found out Bombay bailed, and he bailed too". "Well..." Charlie tries to speak. Fulton just continues talking and shooting pucks. "What good is one Bash Brother ? I mean, what the fuck am I now, Mr. Bash ? The Bashman"? Frustrated, he shoots another wild shot that ricochets off something and breaks glass somewhere. "Ow! Hey, watch it, please! That fuckin hurt". Greg Goldberg skates into the alley over to Charlie and Fulton. Fulton; "Sorry, Goldberg". Goldberg rolls his eyes; "Oh, no problem, guys. Life isn't bad enough, I gotta worry about being nailed off the ice too. Why am I always getting shot at"? Fulton gives him the "really" look; "You're a goalie, dude. Deal". Goldie stops; "Well put. Thanks, Fulton. Real fucking sensitive. Fulton smiles; "You're welcome". Charlie gets up from his seat. "Well, let's go. We wouldn't want to keep the preppy snobs waiting".
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The three meets with the rest of the in state ducks; Les Averman, Connie Moreau, Guy Germaine, and Adam Banks. The kids quack as they skate along, Averman leading the way. "Okay, I've devised the perfect shortcut, everybody, follow me". No one really know where their going as they skate. "Averman, where the fuck are you taking us"? "I told you I got it" Averman snaps. Guy turns to Banks; "Nice tie, Cake-eater". The seven keep skating, Goldberg starts to stumble. (even tho he was skating fine earlier) "Charlie. Uh, uh, Charlie. I'm a goalie, not a skater!" He stumbles down stairs. he push a lady out of the way. "Hey, lady, watch out!" The lady screams. Greg skates through a picnic. the people scream. "I'm sorry!" Charlie chases after Goldberg. "I got you, Goldie! I'm coming!" Goldberg skates through a cloths line and gets caught in a sheet. "Holy shit, Charlie! I can't see! Help!" Charlie tries his best to catch up, when a dog starts chasing after Greg. "Goldberg! There's a pit bull! Cujo's after you, man!" "Ahhhhhhhhh" Goldberg gets a hose caught on his ankle . "Charlie, it's stuck! It's got me!"
Charlie finally catches up to Goldberg. He pulled the sheet off and they start heading towards the main road. "There's cars, Charlie!" They weave through cars. "Ahhhhhhhhh" They're staking towards a bridge. They both scream; "Bridge" "Ahhhhhh" They both fly off the bridge and land back in line with the other ducks. Charlie looks at Greg; "Goldberg, don't you ever do shit that to me again!"
The seven in state ducks finally get to the school. Racing to auditorium. Charlie now leading them; "Come on guys! It's just up ahead!" "Hurry the fuck up!" "Hey, Averman, I'd wipe my Rollerblades if I were you!" Someone (Maybe Goldberg) yells. The ducks try a side door, it's locked. They race around to what they think is a front door. It's open. They hear the DEAN inside. Charlie shushes them and whispers; "Let's go ! Let's go ! Let's sneak in the back. No one will notice".
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In the auditorium students chatter. The five ducks sit down in front of a bunch a kids wearing red jackets. The guy behind Julie speaks up; "Hey, you know what? You Ducks don't belong here at Eden Hall". Russ turns around; "The Fuck?" Dwayne tries to calm Russ down; "Hey, easy, Russ. They probably just think we're someone else. Um, I'm Dwayne. We're the new hockey team. And you are?" Cole, a varsity player, sticks his gum on Dwayne's hand. Rick Riley, the guy behind Julie, speaks again; "Varsity. The only hockey team. State champs. You know, my little brother lost his J.V. slot when they brought you yo-yos in here". Julie turns to him; "Probably wasn't fucking good enough". Julie turns back to the front. This time rick gets right next to her ear. "See, that's my dad. He's gonna get the board to revoke your scholarships. Just you fuckin wait". Russ turns back towards Rick. "That's your dad ? Nice outfit. Did it come with a yacht?" The ducks laugh. Cole mocks them.
Dean Buckley stands at a podium on the stage. "Welcome. Since its inception in 1903, Eden Hall Academy has taken great pride in its illustrious tradition of excellence. Yet, as we approach the coming millennium, we dare not shrink from the specter of inevitable change". Dwayne whispers to Russ; "What did he say?" "Something about a shrinking sphincter". Dwayne whispers back to himself; "Shrinking sphincter.'' Russ and Julie Chuckle.
Dean Buckley continues talking. "Thus, myself, the board, Tom Riley of the alumni association and Varsity Coach Wilson, who has led us to ten consecutive state championships". The varsity kids cheer for their coach. Buckley continues; "we have all made a change for the future".
"So, today, after much debate on both sides, we proudly open our doors via full scholarships to a truly gifted group of student athletes. So, will you please join me in giving a big, rousing Warrior welcome..."
"To the gold medal winners of the Junior Goodwill Games. I present to you--" The curtains on the stage rustle. Students starts laughing when they hear voices. "Hey, get the fuck off of me!" Goldberg yells. The other ducks yell. "Ahhh" "Get the hell off me!" "Your on my bag, you asshole" Almost all the students are laughing now as the ducks tear down the curtain and slide to the floor. Charlie pops up and chuckles; "Hi. We're the Ducks".
I hope this chapter was okay. I cut some things and added some things. I took some thing from the original D3 script. I think you can find it on script slug. :)
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