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Pigsy: (He rings a bell.) Order up! Come on, get the let out.
MK: On it!
(MK then puts on his headphones and drives around in the Tuk-tuk.)
MK: Pigsy's Noodles, Pigsy's Noodles! Pigsy's Noodles! Pigsy's Noodles! Pigsy's Noodles! (He runs into Sandy at the Harbor on his way back.)
Sandy: MK! Well boy, did you arrive at the right time. (He shows a paint brush.) Scoop up the brush! We're giving the old girl a fresh coat of paint!
MK: (He comes out of the tuk-tuk with a paint brush and bucket.) Yeah! Painting boats is my middle name!
(Sandy and MK paint the boat, showing off the fresh blue coat. They fist bump in the end.)
(The day is over and MK is getting ready to sleep.)
MK: Now for eight to twelve hours of uninterrupted— Mei!
Mei: (She is pulling clothes out of his drawer.) Get up, get up, get up! We are going out! (They spend all night at the arcade.) Woohoo! Anti-Gravity Arcade, yo!
MK: Yeah, yeah, yeah!
(Daytime.)
Pigsy: (He rings a bell.) Order up!
MK: Okay, Pigsy! (He yawns.) Pigsy's Noodles. Pigsy's Noodles.
Sandy: How about a nice sunset orange? (He helps Sandy paint. That night, he is briefly seen at the arcade snoring, while Mei cheers on.)
(The cycle continues as MK attends 24/7 to whatever tasks his friends need help with.)
Pigsy: Order up! Order up! Order up!
Sandy: What if we try blue again?
MK: Pigsy's Noodles. Pigsy's Noodles.
Mei: MK!
Sandy: MK!
Pigsy: MK!
(One day, MK flops over the counter in exhaustion.)
Tang: Wow, MK. You look like hot garbage. Tired?
MK: What, me? No, I just need to close my eyes for a couple of seconds... (He collapses into his bowl of noodles.)
Tang: (He picks out MK's face with his chopsticks.) You're pushing yourself too hard, MK. Working all day, partying all night, painting boats? It's not good for a growing boy. You need to have time to relax.
MK: I just— I don't want to let my friends down, you know. It's like I want to help out in store, do arts and crafts with Sandy, and party with (He breaks out into party mode.) Mei. But it's too hard. I'm just one guy.
Tang: Too bad you can't make duplicates of yourself, like Monkey King.
MK: Huh?
Tang: (He grabs MK's book and flips to a section.) You know one of Monkey King's 72 transformations. Pluck out some hair. Blow on it.
MK: Okay. (They watch it settle to the ground.)
Tang: And some monkeys pop out. (A clone forms.) Yep, a perfect clone of you pops out. Exactly what I said would happen.
MK and MK Clone: Whoa! Holy moly! I look exactly like me!
MK: Oh ho! This solves everything! Now I can be in all the places at all the times!
MK and Clone: Thanks, Mr Tang! Couldn't have done it without you!
Tang: Hmm. If I wasn't so relaxed and cool, I'd probably be really worried about the consequences of this.
(Next day, MK has all the clones do the jobs for him.)
Pigsy: (He rings a bell.) Order up!
Delivery Clone: On it, boss!
Party Clone: Yeah, yeah, yeah!
Tang: Please, help?
(New tasks come up so MK makes more clones. Old tasks pile up.)
Sandy: MK!
Mei: MK!
Pigsy: MK! I don't know what's gotten into you, MK, but I like the hustle!
Mei: Yeah!
Party Clone: Party people, make some noise!
(One morning in Pigsy's kitchen...)
Pigsy: Order up! (His phone rings and he picks it up.) Hello, thanks for calling Pigsy's! Home of the world's longest— It didn't arrive? Hold on, I've got another call. He didn't deliver it? What do you mean he didn't deliver it?!
Delivery Clone: Any more orders?
Pigsy: MK, you mind explaining— (He shrieks in horror at the sight of the clone.)
Delivery Clone: Uh, everything okay, boss? (He burps.)
(Down at the harbor, the Artist Clone is painting very precisely.)
Artist Clone: It needs to be better. It needs to be better! (He has painted a mural of MK clones.)
Sandy: I think it's pretty good, MK.
Artist Clone: Pretty good? Pretty good?! That's not good enough! You asked me to help paint your boat (Sandy cowers.) and that's what I'm going to do. I won't stop until it's perfect!
(At the arcade, people are exhausted.)
Party Clone: Yeah, yo! Everybody move your feet!
Mei: Hey! Um, I'm getting pretty sleepy. Want to hit it?
Party Clone: (He scoffs.) What are you talking about, Mei? Ain't no one leaving this party! (He turns the volume up.)
Mei: Yeah, but this party's been going on for 15 hours!
Party Clone: (He mockingly imitates her.) "It's been 15 hours, I'm so sleepy!" That's what you sound like. (He snaps for the guards.) I said, "Ain't. No one. Leaving. This porty."
(Back at the noodle shop, Pigsy is having a fight with the clone who won't stop eating.)
Pigsy: MK, stop eating! I'm hemorrhaging money by the bowl! Stop! Noodle! (The real MK comes in.) MK? (He looks between the clone and the real MK.) Let me guess: This is some sort of Mystic Monkey business.
MK: Uh yeah, that about sums it up.
Pigsy: MK! (He screams when he sees the Delivery Clone about to topple on him.)
Tang: So you gonna clean this mess up?
MK: (He tries prodding the Delivery Clone with his staff, but cries in despair when it doesn't work.) That was never gonna work! Mr. Tang, how'd Monkey King ever get rid of his clones?
Tang: Hmm, I don't know. (MK groans.) Try some pressure points or some wavy kung fu.
MK: Alright, one wavy kung fu coming up. (He performs a move but it has no effect.) Yeah. (The clone explodes.)
Tang: Well, looks like everything's back to normal.
MK: (He screams at the sight of the flattened Pigsy.) Pigsy! (Just then, Pigsy's phone shows an incoming call from Sandy and he remembers the Artist Clone he left.) Uh, I gotta go! (He zips out.)
(At the harbor, paint is everywhere as the Artist Clone cackles.)
Artist Clone: Yes, yes, the art is seeping into my pores! Filling my very soul. (He turns to face Sandy who's been tied up.) Just needs... One. More. Coat.
MK: Missed a spot!
Artist Clone: What?! Where?!
Sandy: Hey, MK. Mystic Monkey business?
MK: Yeah.
Sandy: So, how many of those things did you make?
MK: Uh... (He recalls the times he plucked out his hair.) I think that's the last one. (He suddenly remembers Mei.) Oh, wait!
(MK breaks into the arcade.)
MK: Alright, Party Clone! Where is she?
Party Clone: Oh ho ho! OG MK in the house, yoo!
MK: I don't even know what that means! Where's Mei?!
(The Party Clone reveals he has Mei trapped in the claw.)
Mei: Hey, MK! Mystic Monkey business? You're really bad at making clones by the way!
MK: Hand her over, you! Me! We?
Party Clone: Cool your jets, OG. You want to get to me? You gotta go through my boys! (He reveals the rest of the MK clones that he made.)
Mei: Why did you make so many MK's, MK?!
Party Clone: Oops, my finger slipped. (He opens an incinerator and Mei screams.)
MK: Mei!
Party Clone: (He laughs menacingly.) Get 'im, boys! (The Party Clones parties while the rest of the clones chase MK. Meanwhile, Mei is being lowered.)
Mei: MK!
MK: I'm coming, Mei! Hang on! (He spears the staff and breaks open the arcade, saving Mei.)
MK Clones: Here comes Monkie Kid! (The Party Clone laughs but then MK dissipates them all.)
Mei: One to go!
Party Clone: No, no, no, wait! Mei, how do you know I'm not the real MK? There's two of us at this porty! (He looks down at his clothes, realizing the obvious.) Ah shoot, I played myself.
MK: Here comes Monkie Kid! (He proceeds to dissipate him.)
Party Clone: (He sheds a tear.) Never forget... da music.
Mei: Nice work, Baldy.
MK: Aw man, what was I thinking?
Mei: Don't worry. (She pulls out tufts of hair.) I got you, buddy! (She puts some on him.)
MK: Is it noticeable?
Mei: (She has put tons of his hair on herself as a beard, imitating an old man.) Not at all, my boy.
MK: Gross! Don't stroke it!
(Mei laughs in her old man's voice.)
Mei: Got the night off, huh?
MK: Yeah, Pigsy cut me some slack. After I cleaned up all that hair. And paid him back for all the food.
Mei: So, did you learn your lesson?
MK: You know it! Aw, Monkey King marathon! Turn it up! (He creates another MK Clone to increase the volume of the TV.) Aw, thanks.
(Mei notices the two MKs. Mei begins to use her powers and the two MKs look at her.)
MK and the MK Clone: What?
Mei: (She begins to attack the two MKs). MK!