Accent
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strongbad_email.exe Bonus Email #5
Strong Bad tries to get his old Mexican accent back.
Cast (in order of appearance): Strong Bad, Strong Sad, Coach Z, Strong Mad
Places: Computer Room, The Field, The Classroom, Gymnasium, The Garage
Computer: Lappy 486
Running Time: 3:03
DVD Exclusive: strongbad_email.exe Disc Five
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Transcript
strongbad_email.exe Disk Five has not yet been released. This transcript is gleaned from a video taken of the Brothers Chaps' April 26 visit to Georgia Tech. Due to the variable quality of the video, some of this content may be inaccurate, and points where the words were impossible to distinguish over the background noise are labeled {INAUDIBLE}.
STRONG BAD: {Singing slowly} Robot jokes, robot jokes, there are no robot jokes in this e-mail. {begins reading}
subject: accentDear Strong Bad,
What happened to that Mexican accent you used to have? It made you sound very exotic and hot.
Yours truly,
Joy, Messa AZ
{Pronounces “Messa” as “Mee-sa” and drags out “very exotic and hot”.}
STRONG BAD: {Typing} Oh yeah? Well, Messa {pronounces it “mee-sa”} thinks you need to stop-a talking like that right now...-a.
{Clears screen}
STRONG BAD: {Typing} What do you mean, what happened to my accent? I’ve still got it, and its still awesome. I mean, isn’t it? Let’s do some research. Here’s my accent a few years ago.
{Cut to a scene from Some Kinda Robot}
STRONG BAD: {Typing on the Tandy and speaking in his Mexican accent of the time} Do you take off your face and hands before you go to bed?
{Cut back to Strong Bad at the Lappy}
STRONG BAD: {Typing} And here’s my accent a few seconds ago.
{Cut to a scene earlier in this e-mail. The camera angle has changed so that the scene now appears crooked.}
STRONG BAD: {Typing} Here’s my accent a few years ago.
{Cut back to the current scene of Strong Bad at the Lappy}
STRONG BAD: {Typing} Oh. Um, maybe it has changed a little bit. But that’s only cause I’ve gotten more wordly and streetwise, right? It’s still what makes me so devilishly charming.
{Cut to a wide shot of Strong Bad at the Lappy, now showing Strong Sad with glasses and a clipboard standing on Strong Bad’s right. An old-fashioned film projector is sitting on the table between the two characters.}
STRONG SAD: I don’t know, Strong Bad. According to my projections, at the rate youre accent is changing now, in five years, you’ll sound like this.
{Strong Sad turns the projector on. The light shines toward the camera, revealing an image of Strong Bad siting in front of a light blue, translucent screen with circuitry imprints. The screen is hovering over his desk.}
STRONG BAD: {Typing and speaking in a smooth, smarmy voice} Oh, hey all of you guys. I’m a Strong Bad. Holy crap, I am so great.
{Fade back to Strong Bad and Strong Sad with the projector and the Lappy.}
STRONG BAD: Waaah! {Jumps in his chair and grabs his chest while breathing hard.} {INAUDIBLE} Gone! {Turns to Strong Sad} I’ve gotta save my weird accent. {Turns back to the camera.} Wait, I’m going to have a floating computer in five years?
STRONG SAD: Don’t worry. I’ve called in a specialist.
{Coach Z appears from the lower right corner of the screen.}
COACH Z: Hey there, Spring Board. I’m here to help yous with your orc-sent.
STRONG BAD: Oh boy. This is going to be good.
{Cut to a rear shot of Strong Bad sitting in The Classroom. Coach Z is up front standing next to the blackboard, which reads “INTRO TO WEIRD TALKIN’”.}
COACH Z: First, we’ve gotta figure out what makes your accent unique. And then exorgerate the behoozits out of it!
STRONG BAD: My accent has behoozits?
{Cut to close-up of Strong Bad in The Field hanging upside down.}
COACH Z: {offscreen} Okay, go.
STRONG BAD: Competition.
{Strong Mad’s fist comes flying in from the right and punches Strong Bad in the head.}
STRONG BAD: Oh, ow!
{Cut to a wide shot, which reveals Strong Bad hanging upside down from a tree. Strong Mad is on the left, standing ready to punch Strong Bad again. Coach Z is on the right.}
COACH Z: You’d better try it again, or I’m gonna have him start working the kidneys.
STRONG BAD: {desperately, in his old Mexican accent} Competition! Competition!
{Cut to Strong Bad and Coach Z standing in The Gymnasium. The scoreboard behind them reads 0 for Home and 3 for Visitor.}
COACH Z: Okay. Let’s say the Homestar Runner just threw up all over your latest caper. So you give out one of these.
{Coach Z pulls out a poster of an ear of corn with a halo over it.}
STRONG BAD: Religious corn?
COACH Z: Naw, it’s a holy crap.
STRONG BAD: {in his old Mexican accent} Holy Crap!
{The scoreboard buzzes, and Home changes to 1.}
COACH Z: Yeah! No! Yeah!
{Cut to The Garage, where we see a crumpled up piece of sandpaper tossed onto a growing pile of crumpled sandpaper. Cut to a wide shot that shows Strong Bad and Coach Z standing in the middle of the room. Strong bad is rubbing a piece of sandpaper on his neck.}
STRONG BAD: Coach Z, are you sure rubbing sandpaper on my throat is really necessary?
COACH Z: Oh, abso-hootley. Course, you won’t be able to eat salid foods for a few months, but at least no one will bug yous about your accent.
{Cut to a close-up of Strong Bad’s neck as he takes the sandpaper away. His neck is throbbing red.}
STRONG BAD: {In a distorted version of his Mexican accent} {INAUDIBLE}
{Cut to show Strong Bad dancing in a boxer’s ready position in the Computer Room, punching the air. A white towel is draped over the sides of his head.}
STRONG BAD: {Grunting noises}
COACH Z: Yeah, you’ve come a long way, Strong Bo. Your accent is thick as a {INAUDIBLE}. Now get in there and end this sbemail!
{Strong Bad grunts loudly and leaps onto the stool in front of the Lappy as the towel falls off his head and onto the floor.}
STRONG BAD: {Typing, speaking in a poor version of his old Mexican accent} Okay, all joo ediots. I don’t wanna hear anotha freakin’ word about my accent. Joo ga daaaat? So until next time, Holy crap!
{The screen dims.}
ANNOUNCER: Next week on Strong Bad E-mail…
{Cut to another shot of Strong Bad sitting in front of the Lappy.}
STRONG BAD: {Typing, now speaking in his normal voice} Something something, Larry Larry. Holy crap.
{Strong Mad’s fist comes flying in from the left and punches Strong Bad in the head. Strong Bad falls off the stool and onto the floor.}
STRONG BAD: {INAUDIBLE}
{The Paper comes down.}
