Monday, December 5, 2016

A Christmas Teleplay: President-Elect Trump’s Coming to America (Parti Un)

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A Christmas Teleplay: President-Elect Trump’s Coming to America (Parti Un)

By Bathhouse John for Vox Populi | December 5, 2016 at 12 PM (“High Noon”)


Based upon the greatest kid’s Christmas special ever made (outside of The Little Drummer Boy), Santa Claus is Coming to Town, Rankin Bass, 1970 (See: A True Christmas Classic) which I still admire today as I watch it with my children annually.


OPENING SCENE

STOCK: Spinning World

INSET: January 20, 2017 approaches rapidly . . . Most Americans eagerly prepare for President-Elect Trump to take the oath of office. (See: Happy Days Are Here Again!)

Some however, well…

STOCK: Blue Shirts attacking Trumpers (See: Liberal Trash) and Liberal Crybaby Protests (See: Liberal Criminals and Tissue Anyone?).

EXT. DOWNTOWN DETROIT - DAY

Narrator, Sean HANNITY pulls up in snow-covered Fox News van and exits amidst snow from falling tree limb clobbering him on shoulder.

HANNITY
Good Evening! Welcome to Hannity. You can call me Hannity. (Pulls out bag full of votes and examines one). Tonight! . . . I see millions of Americans voted for Donald J. Trump. (Examines another) And millions voted for Hillary Clinton Crooked Hillary (HC2H - the perfect formula for corruption). (Looks into bag, examines a third strange shaped, smelly one buried deep within; takes a whiff) And some, with President Obama’s crooked blessing, voted illegally. Those don’t count. (Under breath) Crooked- (Tosses it into nearby trash bin)

MILLENNIALS (VOICE OVER/VO, to Trump)
Why do you want to serve?
What will you do in your first one hundred days?
Will you prosecute Hillary?
When will Obamacare end?

HANNITY
(Dances around van then jumps on hood)
Whoa, whoa . . . one question at a time! Now, I can do you the honor because I helped this great man get elected. (Falls off slippery hood. Various voters surround him as he brushes himself off. Approaches MILLENNIALS...) Now President-Elect Trump is a busy man. He has no time to take selfies with admirers or (leans down to a short voter) shop for his grandchildren. So, I strongly suggest you write a letter to him ASAP, attend one of his “Thank You” rallies or plan to attend his inauguration on January 20. (Breaks out into song) So…

You better watch the liberal scat,
You better not snide,
You better not choke,
I’m telling you on the sly,
President-Elect Trump’s coming to your town.

CUT TO: OPENING CREDITS

President-Elect Trump’s Coming to America

© 2016 Vox Populi. All laughs reserved.

As the theme song plays (See: Merry Christmas Will Do - Material Issue) and the credits roll, Hannity does a little dance.

Narrator
(Sean Hannity)

MILLENNIALS
(Confused Young People)

Donald J. Trump
(As Himself)

Liberal Monster
(Michael Moore)

Pro Trump Voter
(Masked Teacher)
Unemployed Americans
(Sober Town Residents)
Bilderbergs-Bergsbilder
(George Soros)

Grimey
(Hillary Clinton)

The Elves
(Employed Americans)

Republican Elves
(Mike Pence, Jeff Sessions, Jeff Flake, Paul Ryan, Reince Priebus)
Tante Conway
(Kellyanne Conway)

Screenplay by Bathhouse John

Produced and directed by Bathhouse John for Vox Populi


EXT. DOWNTOWN NYC - DAY

Hannity leans on the van. Confused and Left Wing Media-brainwashed MILLENNIALS surround HANNITY and respond to his insightfulness.

HANNITY
So, you want to know all about President-Elect Trump? I guess we have to start in the beginning.

MILLENNIALS
(Giggle)
You mean to say Trump is a real human being - with a mommy and daddy?

HANNITY
Of course. Everybody is - even HC2H! Let’s go way back to June 14, 1946 when Trump was a newborn.

FADE OUT…

ESTABLISHMENT SHOT: Queens.

EXT. QUEENS, NEW YORK CITY - NIGHT
Snow flurries scurry about…

HANNITY
In a large northern city, where a lot of crazy liberals lived - and still live today, there was a large burrough - kind of like a county -

MILLENNIALS
What’s a burrough?

HANNITY
Just shut up and listen to the story. It was a cold political place, again full of crazy liberals, near Liberal Red Tape Mountain, AKA New York City. The reason why Queens was so cold and full of crazy - nay, Angry Liberal Voters (ALVs), was their weird mayor, a globalist of a man who believed in sticking it to the working taxpayers all the time so as to pay for all the welfare freebies of his base constituency - the Willing Welfare Lifers. His name?: Bilderbergs-Bergsbilder.

FADE TO…

INT. DINING ROOM - NIGHT

Dark and stormy, Bilderbergs-Bergsbilder, the ugly, evil Mayor of New York City, eats Fozelek Stew with a straw while counting a stack of cash with an adding machine. SUDDENLY-

GRIMEY rushes in clutching baby TRUMP covered in swaddling clothes.

GRIMEY
Herr Bilderberg, Herr Bilderberg! Look at what I found in your neighborhood!

BILDERBERGS-BERGSBILDER
What, Grimey! What did you steal this time? CF donations to pay for Chelsea’s wedding? Cash donations to surreptitiously pay for Bill’s-

GRIMEY
No, fearless leader. Nay, nay, stole I this day. I actually found a beautiful ba-by!

BILDERBERGS-BERGSBILDER
(Chokes on soup)
A baby! (Chokes and collapses on floor)

GRIMEY, while holding baby, performs Heimlich Maneuver.

BILDERBERGS-BERGSBILDER
(Sits up)
A baby?

GRIMEY
(Pulls out note, reads)
Please take care of this gift to America-

BILDERBERGS-BERGSBILDER sits again at table and eats dejectedly.

GRIMEY
(Continues reading)
He will be a savior to America in time if given the love - and votes - he needs.

BILDERBERGS-BERGSBILDER
(Angry)
I, bilder, er, whatever, take care of a baby - let alone a savior of America? Ridiculous! (Suddenly interested) What is the liebchen’s name?

GRIMEY
(Removes name tag from swaddling clothes)
It says-

BILDERBERGS-BERGSBILDER
(Rolls eyes)
Dufus - states, Grimey, states.

GRIMEY
Yes, sire (Reads) Donald J. Trump.

BILDERBERGS-BERGSBILDER
(Jumps up from table, farts)
Take the schweinhund to the orphanage! Globalist billionaires have no time to take care of needy children.

GRIMEY
What about all your children from different wives - you know, the ones you cheated on and divorced? (Under breath, to herself) On the other hand, you are pretty ugly.

BILDERBERGS-BERGSBILDER
(Angry)
Nem! Idiota! Those brats are different!

GRIMEY
Yes, sire.

BILDERBERGS-BERGSBILDER
To the orphanage! That’s the proper place for swaddling welfare recipients anyways. (Stubs toe) Nem! Idiota!

TRUMP
(Miraculously, flips off B-B, mouths)
Believe me - you’ll regret this!

BILDERBERGS-BERGSBILDER
Get that threat to globalism out of here!

CUT TO...

EXT. FIFTH AVENUE, NYC - NIGHT

GRIMEY drives a Yugo in the snow with an askew magnetic sign that states, “DNC Courier.” He loses control in a snowbank and Baby TRUMP flies out of the tin can of a car.

GRIMEY
Holy s***! Where did you disappear to, Baby Trump?

A large snow plow drives by and jettisons a snowbank and baby TRUMP into an alley where HONEST TAXPAYERS find him and carry him away.

HANNITY (VO)
Thankfully, you millennials didn’t attend Hampshire College, actually have a brain that works and can understand the metaphors herein. (See: President Jonathan "Hash" Sucks Smoke) So, the Honest Taxpayers took the baby to the only safe place near the Liberal Red Tape Mountain . . . New York City-

MILLENNIALS (VO)
Where? Where?

HANNITY (VO)
Why - the Republican National Committee, of course. You see, that mountain of red tape was the home of the beast known as the Michael Moore Monster, or M3 for short. (Shudders) I shudder at his name. He and his welfare zombies live dependent on huge government handouts that working taxpayers must pay for - or else, practicing their dark political rituals like paying homage to former KKK members and faithfully repeating their strange incantations such as, “Borrow from Peter to pay me!” and “A penny saved by the taxpayer is a penny I don’t get to spend.”

MILLENNIALS (VO)
(Though we can only hear their voices, they jump with real excitement unlike when Hillary won the nomination)
Why the RNC? Why the RNC?

HANNITY (VO)
Because the cheerful place near the scary mountain, and the ALV’s, surrounded by bleak, failed Democratic policies, was home to employed American workers and a RNC guru named, Tante Conway.


EXT. RNC HEADQUARTERS - DAY

The HONEST TAXPAYERS leave baby TRUMP at the revolving door and scatter. A REPUBLICAN ELF comes outside and picks up baby Trump.

HANNITY (VO)
Republican was their name and helping the working taxpayer was their game. The first Republican elf to exit was called Pence.

PENCE
Yes? Which voter is there? (Spots baby Trump) Ooh, dye my white hair black! It’s a baby. Better bring in the other Republicans: Sessions, Ryan, Flake, Priebus!

SESSIONS
What is it, Pence?

RYAN
Is is a bird?

FLAKE
A plane?

PRIEBUS
A powerful locomotive?

PENCE
No - it’s the Republican Party’s modern day Abraham Lincoln!

SESSIONS
Oh, joy! You mean-

PENCE
Yes!

RYAN
This baby really is our real own superman!

ALL
Yeah!

SUDDENLY...the elves note a foul odor and a loud “explosion" between baby TRUMP’S legs.

PRIEBUS
Better get Tante Conway!

INT. RNC OFFICE - DAY

TANTE CONWAY, busy as always, takes note of the commotion. PENCE holds up the baby, wincing...

TANTE CONWAY
A beautiful Republican baby - what a splendid idea! (Smells poop, holds nose) Oh, boy, now I know why you brought the little darling to me.

PENCE
We knew, Tante Conway, that you would know what to do. (Looks at reader, winks)

TANTE CONWAY
(Holds up baby, looks at reader, winks)
I better get used to this diaper changing thing.

RYAN
(Nostrils flair)
This baby really is our real own superman!

ALL
Yeah!

A SERIES OF VIGNETTES FOLLOW: baby TRUMP is taught by the REPUBLICAN ELVES how to read, speak properly, comb his hair like a peacock, invest in stocks and bonds, build cottages and then skyscrapers, and most importantly - create jobs, but the bumbling but luvable elves forget to teach him how to sleep.

INT. RNC OFFICE - DAY

TRUMP, now a young man, stares outside a window as TANTE CONWAY, standing nearby, contemplates how to provide jobs to the downtrodden below.

TANTE CONWAY
Poor, poor welfare recipients.

TRUMP
Why do they all look so glum?

TANTE CONWAY
The evil Bilderbergs-Bergsbilder hands out welfare like it’s candy and it keeps his "peops" in bondage.

TRUMP
Peops?

TANTE CONWAY
Come now, think about it, Donny. Stop tweeting. THINK: in this context, peops means “people under one’s thumb.”

TRUMP
Oh - got it! Candied welfare - Is that why so many people carry around an EBT credit card?

TANTE CONWAY
(Slowly nods)
I’m sorry to say, yes.

TRUMP
Someday, Tante Conway, I’ll change that. I’ll actually create jobs. (Excited) I’ll make America great again!

TANTE CONWAY
Just be careful, Donny. Some people will say you’re a racist and a misogynist-

TRUMP
(Struggles)
Misog-

TANTE CONWAY
Tough to pronounce. Indubitably, some idiotic liberal came up with the term; probably a Hampshire College prof. Think gynecologist, Donny.

TRUMP
Oh, yeah - someone who hates women. OK.

TANTE CONWAY
(Excited, grabs history book)
You know, years ago, the Republicans were the party of the working man and woman and created lots of jobs with our own money - not just money borrowed from China . . . like the Dems do today. We were the first job creators to the American nation.

TANTE CONWAY breaks out into the song, “First Job Creator to the American Nation.” (See: Song Starts at 1:00)

TANTE CONWAY
It’s a really tough responsibility,
When expected to produce jobs by the American people,
You can’t lie but must provide the perfect quantity and quality,
When you’re the first job creator to the American Nation.

All the wages must be one of respect,
So the people will not detect,
A fraudulent two-faced government,
The job sites must constantly erect,
Buildings, streets and schools which we all respect,
So the working taxpayers feel no woe-
Whether working forty hours per week, no joke.

It’s a really tough responsibility,
When expected to produce jobs by the American people,
You can’t lie but must provide the perfect quantity and quality,
When you’re the first job creator to the American Nation.

INSET: CLOCK, inscribed with words, “Made in China,” spinning rapidly forwards, then backwards, then forwards….


INTERMISSION. Go grab a beer, glass of wine, Pop Tart, bowl of popcorn, bong, whatever strikes your fancy. We’ll be right back to start the show.


INT. DRESSING ROOM - DAY

INSET: June 16, 2015

TRUMP is packing for his trip to the streets to create jobs. TANTE CONWAY enters quietly carrying a pressed suit and red hat emblazoned with the words, “Make America Great Again” as well as the name tag seen earlier. TRUMP is startled…

TRUMP
Tante?

TANTE CONWAY
(Tearful)
I wanted to give this to you.

TRUMP
The suit and hat?

TANTE CONWAY
Yes, but more importantly . . . this.  (Hands Trump name tag) You were wearing it when you arrived at our revolving door.

TRUMP
(Reads)
Donald J. Trump. (Confused) I already know my name, Tante - and so do the readers.

TANTE CONWAY
(Miffed)
You’re right, Donny, but you've got to think better than an apprentice. Didn’t want to miss an opportunity in this here play of sorts to get a crocodile tear or so from our audience. Just shoot me!

HANNITY (VO)
(Holds up signing stating, “PC Disclaimer”)
Liberal readers - please don’t be offended by the use of a word - any word - that even tangentially refers to a firearm, gun, weapon, etc. which shoots projectiles viz-a-viz gunpowder. Vox Populi wants you to keep reading….

TRUMP
(Ah, ha moment)
Right, right, right! (Finishes packing) Well, I’m off. Until we meet again, Tante! How will I know when I’ve reached a key plot point?

TANTE
When you reach . . . Sober Town.

FADE OUT…

EXT. ALLEY NEAR RNC - NIGHT

Cold and windy. Trump, dressed in the pressed suit and red hat from Tante Conway - with the words, “Make America Great Again” emblazoned across the top - carries a sack full of job postings and trudges through the deep snow.

HANNITY (VO)
As Trump trudges through the deep snow, he reaches the center of Liberal Red Tape Mountain, AKA New York City, teeming with crazy, angry liberals and the most feared monster of all . . . Michael Moore, or M3.

SUDDENLY . . . COPPER, a law enforcement seal, approaches abruptly.

TRUMP
(Startled)
Why - what is a law enforcement seal doing here in this enclave of crazy liberalism?

COPPER
(Mimes a message)
Bark! Bark, bark!

TRUMP
Are you looking for a person selling cigarettes illegally?

COPPER
(Mimes a message)
Bark! Bark, bark!

TRUMP
Trying to avoid getting targeted, er - shot?

HANNITY (VO)
(Holds up signing stating, “PC Disclaimer”)
Liberal readers - please don’t be offended by the use of a word - any word - that even tangentially refers to a firearm, gun, weapon, etc. which shoots projectiles viz-a-viz gunpowder. Vox Populi wants you to keep reading….

COPPER
(Mimes a message)
Bark! Bark, bark!

TRUMP
Hey, whoa, I’m not an idiot. Calm down, there, big-

COPPER
(Mimes a message)
Bark! Bark-

TRUMP
Oh, you’re looking for Brooklyn 99 (See: B99)-

COPPER
(Bites Trump’s hand)
Bark!

TRUMP
OK, OK, 1 Police Plaza! Got it. Well, it’s a bit out of the way right now if we’re holding to this plot line in this cockamamie story. For the sake of plot points, why don’t you just join forces with me.

COPPER
(Mimes a message, jumps into TRUMP’S arms)
Bark!

TRUMP
Let’s go, friend.

They walk a few steps and…

MICHAEL MOORE MONSTER
(Angry)
Who tresspasses in my cold, barren urban landscape? What’s this? A Republican scoundrel, no less? Turn away . . . or we’ll protest for weeks! (Laughs evilly)

TRUMP
(Grabs sack full of job postings)
Let’s develop policy, Copper! Run!

The dynamic duo “make like a tree and get out of there.” Several minutes later, out of downtown, they reach the outskirts of apparent safety…

TRUMP
(Excited)
Look, Copper! Sober Town.

COPPER
(Mimes a message)
Bark! Bark! Bark!

TRUMP
(Irritated)
Already? All right. Use the G.W. Bush over there. Be sure to aim for the center of the branches, Copper.

COPPER
(Smiles)
Bark!

EXT. TOWN HALL, SOBER TOWN - DAWN


HANNITY (VO)
As the duo enters the gates…

BILDERBERG-BERGSBILDER, the ugly, evil Mayor of New York City, steps on a job posting, slips and falls, breaking his leg.

HOURS LATER…

BILDERBERG-BERGSBILDER lies in bed recuperating with his trusted, albeit idiot of an assistant...  

BILDERBERG-BERGSBILDER
Grimey - what caused me to trip and fall?

GRIMEY
(Holds up job posting)
This, sire!

BILDERBERG-BERGSBILDER
What? A job posting? Just what I thought: I despise jobs! And jobs despise me! One of us has to go. It’s them or me and as an incumbent Democrat, I’m definitely not going!

BILDERBERG-BERGSBILDER breaks out into the song, “No More Job Creators to the American Nation” as GRIMEY takes notes... (See: Song Starts at .30 Seconds)

BILDERBERG-BERGSBILDER
It’s a really tough responsibility,
When expected to produce freebies by my constituency,
We Dems can lie and not provide the perfect quantity and quality,
Legislating no more job creations to the American Nation.

All the low wages must be one of depth,
So the people with not rise above the crack,
A fraudulent two-faced government,
The job sites must constantly retract,
Buildings, streets and schools - will all get whacked,
So the working taxpayers must always pay us back in big black spades.

It’s a really tough responsibility,
When expected to produce freebies by my constituency,
We Dems can lie and not provide the perfect quantity and quality,
Legislating no more job creations to the American Nation.

BILDERBERG-BERGSBILDER tears up the job posting, cuts his finger and reacts accordingly.

Every tax dollar - be seized,
To help pay for Obamacare - and refugees a la Syrian,
Strong job markets - destruct them,
When the Republicans fight back - dub them trouble,
No more schools that fly Old Glory,
No more American pride that celebrates,
(Stares at cowering GRIMEY)
My desire you initiate - or lose your CF jewel.


BEGIN BONUS VERSE!

All the factories - shut them down,
Move them south - to Mexico Town,
The pride of each worker - negate it,
Will filibuster in the Senate - if they debate it,
My Hollywood pals who drink the poison - imbibe them plentifully,
Make illegal the conservatives and legalize the undocumented - who bring me lots of votes.

END BONUS VERSE!

GRIMEY
(Sings)
It’s a really tough responsibility,
When expected to produce freebies by HIS constituency,
So let globalism be the supreme law of the land-

CUT TO...

POSTER on wall which states and it is concurrently read by BILDERBERG-BERGSBILDER:


BILDERBERG-BERGSBILDER
“The Democratic Nazi Party of America hereby declares jobs illegal, unnecessary, a waste of time and unpatriotic. Those found with a job will be punished by a fine, ridicule, Alt Left harassment, banishment to the Rust Belt, or a combination of the above.”  

GRIMEY
(Stands before poster, proudly sings)
I’ll fight for no more job creations to the American Nation!

A SERIES OF VIGNETTES FOLLOW…

Sober Town residents lose their jobs to closed factories, illegal aliens, massive welfare spending and no job creation policies.

CLOSE UP of a large group of UNEMPLOYED AMERICANS.

GROUP
(Sad, dejected)
We’ll never work again.

TRUMP and COPPER walk into this DNPA-created hell hole.

TRUMP
How are you doing? It’s a nice day. Let’s make America great again!

UNEMPLOYED AMERICAN
You ought to be ashamed of yourself. (Eyes him up and down) Conservative clothes? A job? Bah! (Walks away) Must be one of those Republicans characters.

TRUMP
(Dumbfounded)
Hey - all I want to do is give everyone a job who wants one!

ALL
(Frightened, scatter)
A job!

TRUMP
(To COPPER)
What’d I say?

TRUMP and COPPER walk a few feet to a few young UNEMPLOYED AMERICANS washing their clothes in a fountain deluged with worthless American coins which float on the water. They do not look up.

TRUMP
Hey, you’re actually working.

UA ONE
Just under full time.

UA TWO
Yeah, less than our parents.

UA ONE
Make less, too.

TRUMP
How much?

UA TWO
Minimum wage but because of Obamacare, we never work full time and therefore can’t afford insurance-

UA ONE
Or to eat.

BOTH
(Pause, look at reader)
Thanks a lot, Obama!

TRUMP
At least you’re trying. You just need a leg up. Let me help you, help me make America great again - by giving you a good paying job.

UA TWO
Good luck with that. The only thing we’re expected to do in this Democratic controlled town is have kids out of wedlock, get welfare freebies and do nothing with our lives-

UA ONE
(Depressed)
Except vote for the enablers. I feel like such a lonely “one.”

UA TWO
(Depressed)
Yeah. I feel so lonely, “two.”

TRUMP
You don’t have to look so down.

UA ONE
Why not? I have to look down when I clean my clothes.

UA TWO
And - we don’t have proper mental health care.

TRUMP
I don’t like negativity. I have some hope in this sack of job postings. You better not complain. You better not rage. You better not give up-

BOTH
Why?

TRUMP
I’m telling you why - President-Elect Trump’s come to your town! And look what I have for you! (Opens sack of job postings and hundreds fall to the ground.)

BOTH
Actual jobs!

TRUMP
Good paying, too! (Bows) Compliments of good ole deal making!

UA TWO
But what about Mayor Bilderbergs?

TRUMP
I’ll give him one, too - or he can kiss my hard working a**! Besides, the Russians are going to co-opt his fat Hungarian a** right to prison if he isn't careful.

BOTH
The Russians are-

TRUMP
That's from an earlier play. (See: Mr. Soros Goes to Omaha) We need to stick to this storyline.

UA ONE
(Approaches a group of young UNEMPLOYED AMERICANS, to them)
Come on! Get a job!

ALL
(Gleefully search job postings)
Yeah!

PRO TRUMP VOTER
(Approaches with handheld ballroom mask, astute)
Wait! This is Sober Town, you know, “welfare city.” You are not supposed to hope, dream or work. (Nervously) Better watch your back.

TRUMP
(Annoyed)
What the? Who are you?

UA TWO
(Interjects)
That’s a person who voted for you but is afraid to show it for fear of skullduggery, property damage, or the like.

TRUMP
(Nods)
ALVs - Angry Liberal Voters. (Bows) Donald J. Trump. An urban Trumper. Wow! I'm honored.

PRO TRUMP VOTER
(Dismayed)
There's a lot of us but we have to hang low. Moving right along . . . Don’t you know that these people do not want jobs - in fact it’s practically against the law where they live?

UA TWO
(nods)
Yep, it’s true.

TRUMP
(Looks at UA TWO)
Incredible! Believe me - it's stupid.

PRO TRUMP VOTER
If we were discovered, we’d all be in great danger for fear of skullduggery-

TRUMP
Property damage, or the like. Fear - of a good paying job?

HANNITY
The writer duly notes that this plot point and accompanying dialogue is a bit muddled. Film at Eleven.

PRO TRUMP VOTER
The Democratic Nazi Party of America has taught us that jobs are silly, embarrassing, wasteful and-

TRUMP
(Hands her a job posting)
Here!

PRO TRUMP VOTER
(Studies it carefully)
What’s that?

TRUMP
A job with good pay and full benefits.

PRO TRUMP VOTER
(Enamored, cuddles job posting)
I always wanted one but the Dems and especially my Democratic elders taught me otherwise.

TRUMP
(Sarcastic)
Watch out for that good paying job. In this town, it’s a diabolical notion, practically treasonous.

END PARTI UN


Unless you’re an Angry Liberal Voter, Willing Welfare Lifer, 1%er, or just plain stupid, don’t be fooled by the Democratic Nazi Party of America, or their presidential selection, Barack Obama. The globalists are running scared. Yeah, well, Donald J. Trump is no angel but his worst traits are saintly compared to the DNPA’s best. If you don’t take that to the bank, the DNPA will take you to the cleaners - and along for a Chicago-style “one way ride.”


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