Worst Mayor Ever/Transcript

* Music plays*

Ginger: Quick, do something amazing! l have to make a documentary for school.

Tom: Well, Ginger, you're in luck. Because I'm getting ready for the town's key-handing-over Mayor Ceremony.

Ginger: Ugh! I don't even know what that is but l can tell it's lame.

Hank: The key-handing-over mayor Ceremony is not lame! It's where Tom finishes his term as mayor by handing the key to the city to the next mayor. Our town's proudest tradition!

Ginger: Hard pass.

* Record scratch*

Ginger: l want something more like indoor rocket ship building. Or a fight contest!

Tom: No, seriously, this will be great!

* Music continues*

Tom: Now, get a shot of me opening the safe, eh? Where l always keep the key. To make sure that it's safely there. What! No. No! It's gone!

Hank: No! Uh, check your jacket pockets. Sometimes keys get lost in there.

Tom: Hank, it's a giant key and it was here earlier today. There's only one explanation for this. The key to This city's been stolen!

Hank:  * Gasp*

* Theme song cuts in*

Ginger: Come on, Tom! Tom, Tom-Tom-Tom! Hey, tell the people what's going on! And don't be afraid to cry. The camera loves tears.

* Tom becomes angry at Ginger*

Tom: Ginger, turn that off!

* Tom calms down and becomes upset*

Tom: This is really bad. If I don't get the key before the ceremony, my whole legacy as mayor will be ruined!

* Tom imagines people saying Boo to him and throwing hard objects at him*

Ginger: My camera doesn't pick up your imagination, Tom. I need action. Here, agh! smash this lamp! Yahhh! Do something!

Hank: Tom doesn't have to do anything. l'll crack this mystery.

* Sleuth music playing*

Hank: My years of cop-show-watching have taught me how the criminal mind works.

Tom: Well, it's worth a shot.

* clears throat*

Tom: As My last act as mayor--

* angelic singing*

Tom: Huh? As My last act as mayor, I'm appointing you town detective for today. Find that key!

Hank: l won't let you down, sir!

* sleuth music playing*

* Scene cuts to Angela's Apartment*

Angela: I didn't seen anything. l was just walking in the park with Tom.

Hank: Walking in the park with Tom, huh? Can anyone black up that story?

Angela:  Uh, Tom can?

Hank: Oh, right.

* Scene cuts to the garage's bathroom*

Jeremy: Heh. Sorry, Hank. Ah, l was at the diner all morning. Eating cranberry donuts and working on my novel-- a thriller about a germ with nothing to lose.

Hank: Grime and Punishment? Hmm, well, the title checks out.

* Scene cuts to the town park*

Landlord: l was busy birdwatching by the town hall. Talking pictures of birds and anything else that might have been going on.

Hank: Pictures, eh?

Ginger: Are the Landlord's photos the break the case needs?

Hank: All right, let's see. We've got a bird. Bird. Flower. Another bird. Little bird. At first bird again, guess he liked that one. You know, this doesn't give me much to go on.

Ginger: Ha! Look at these! The Landlord is wiping off his butt because he sat a pile of leaves.

* Ginger laughs*

Hank: What am l going to do about this case? Rhonda, give me a cranberry donut!

Rhonda: We haven't had those in weeks.

Hank: What? That can't be right. Jeremy had some this morning.

Rhonda: Not here he didn't.

Jeremy: Sorry, Hank. Ah, l was at the diner all morning. Eating cranberry donuts and working on my novel.

Hank: That dirty germ was never here!

* Scene goes to outside the garage, in the taxi grill*

* Ginger puts on car background*

Tom: So Jeremy lied about the donuts? Well, that means he must be our key thief! But why would he do this?

Hank: Well, jealousy. Revenge. Pure evil. Who knows why criminals do their criminal things. But the facts are clear! That he was in the town hall this morning and so was Jeremy! After you left to see Angela, Jeremy stole the key. Then he snuck outside, avoiding the Landlord's camera, and stashed the keys somewhere safe.

* Garage door opens*

* Jeremy comes out*

Ginger: There he is! Are you going to fight him?

Tom: Not yet. Let's see where he goes.

* Angela comes*

* Jeremy goes up tree, gets box and gives it to Angela*

Tom: He's selling the key! get that germ!

* Hank stands up*

Hank: Stop! In the name of the town detective!

Jeremy: Ah!

* dramatic music playing*

* running and yelling*

Ginger: Slow down the action!

* running and yelling*

Jeremy: Ow! *screaming* Yah! Huh, l already told a l don't know nothing about no key!

Tom: Oh yeah? Then why did you run?

Jeremy: Cause you were chasing me!

Ben: What's going on? Should l call the police?

Hank: We are the police.

Jeremy: Help me, Ben! I've benn framed! *gulps*

Tom: Pack up and get out. You burgular.

Angela: Stop! You've got the wrong germ! l don't know who stole the key, but l know it wasn't Jeremy.

Jeremy: I didn't tell'em! I promise!

Tom: Wat a minute. Tell us what?

Angela: A story of lies. And tasty dessert sweets. l wanted to do something special for Tom's a big day. So l baked him a surprise mayor send-off cake. l lured Tom to the park and l use the same password Tom always uses and hit the cake and Tom's safe. Which l learned was a terrible hiding spot when Tom said,