INT. ZOO — HONEY BUCKET— NIGHT

LOU the crow and CHARLIE the moth stand on the brim of the toilet. Lou paces.

LOU
Come on, C., come on, C. It’s
important, important. No one
needs to know, needs to know.

CHARLIE
Nuh-uh! No! No way! Not! You
want keys? You get ‘em! Too bad!

LOU
Missy—

CHARLIE
Not doin’ it!

LOU
Okay, okay. Take it easy, it easy.
I guess…I guess…
(a beat)
Best get Trish.

CHARLIE
What?! Her?! You kidding?! No.
No! No. You must be kidding.
Must!

LOU
But—

CHARLIE
Must.

LOU
Look—may be keys, but they’s
the keeps’, they’s the keeps’.
Get those, we in the vault, in the
vault.

CHARLIE
…Vault?

LOU
The coinage, the coinage.

CHARLIE
Oh.

LOU
This? Can’t be missed, can’t be
missed.

Lou stops. Charlie thinks on it.

CHARLIE
…Really? Yeah?
(to Lou’s nodding)
Mean it? Ya think? Like…for sure?
‘Cause maybe… I mean maybe

LOU
(from held breath)
Oh good, oh that’s good. Had me
worried, me worried. Now just the
keys, just the keys.

They both turn, peer in the toilet. A beat.

CHARLIE
…Wait. Hold up. Big Mac! His
boys! Like, really? For real? Can’t
ask them?

LOU
I did.

CHARLIE
…And?

LOU
Didn’t go for it, go for it.