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MA-1:

Do we stay with our original plan or do we entertain Dan Hill's getting me in with the Rings?

SA-1:

We can incorporate that to our plan, it's not far off, isn't it?

MA-2:

We can take as much time as we want here on earth, anyway, there is no timetable to worry of.

SA-1:

From this time on, we will be watching basketball on their TV screens to learn how it is played.

INT. – MOTEL ROOM - NEXT DAY

For one whole day, the aliens stuck to watching basketball on TV in their room. They take only their pills as their food for that morning. Dan Hill is worried that they haven't called him; he decides to pay them a visit in after lunch . . .

DAN HILL:

(as he opens the door)

Yuhooo! Anybody home?

Aliens startled by his sudden entry . . .

SA-1:

Oh, it's you. We were just about to give you a call.

DAN HILL:

Okay, so what's the verdict?

The aliens confused about the use of the word.

ALL THREE:

What do you mean? Was there anyone tried in court?

DAN HILL:

You guys have a real good sense of humor. So do we go and watch the first game tomorrow night, live?

ALL THREE:

Of course.

Dan Hill turns around for the door, looks back and gives the thumbs-up sign again and winks at them.

DAN HILL:

Pick you up guys tomorrow night at seven. Let's have dinner before going to the game at nine.

SA-1:

After all, we don't have to get a pass from any TV station anymore just to watch those games, huh?

MA-2:

The effort was worth it anyway. We have learned much from it. Now we know more with the unfortunate meet up with Dan Hill.

EXT. – STREETS OF L.A. – DAY – MONTAGE

Having nothing really to do, the three aliens go out on the streets. Each of the aliens is observing curiously everything going on around them. They wonder about the traffic jams they never saw in their planet. They go down the subway, in awe why it has to be underground. They pass some streets seeing all sorts of people and early-bird hookers.

They go in and out of malls. Try to see a movie but finds out they need money to buy tickets. Their walk-stop-walk fashion to observe leads to MA-2 bumping into a gorgeous white lady, Pamela Fox (Catherine Zeta Jones type), who was trying to fix the back of her short skirt, on her long legs. She falls on her butt spread-legged and her shoulder length brunette hair over her face.

The accident results to . . .

PAMELA:

YOU IDIOT!!! WHY DON'T YOU WATCH WHERE YOU'RE GOING!

MA-2:

(offering his hand, player style to pull her up)

I'm terribly sorry . . . please allow me to help you . . .

PAMELA:

YOU REALLY ARE AN IDIOT! YOU THINK WE'RE IN A BASKETBALL GAME?!?

MA-1 and SA-1 rush to the back of the lady to help her up.

PAMELA:

(struggling from the two)

LET ME GO! LET ME GO!

She gets up with their help, pushes them off and quickly checks her small bag and nothing is missing. . .

PAMELA:

You're lucky, nothings missing from me, I could have taken down all three of you!

(shows kung-fu movements)

How would you like that?

MA-1:

Hey look, she's doing the stunts we see on the screen. Just like those small-eyed yellow-skinned people.

PAMELA:

(still in a stance, eyes on MA-2)

Are you from out this world to see something like this first time?

(slowly returns to female pose)

If you were not such an idiot, you're cute . . .

MA-2:

(modestly smiles)

Thank you very much.

Pamela clips her elbow, clenched fist and gritting her teeth.

PAMELA:

Uuuugh! You really are a cute idiot!

MA-2:

(offering a handshake)

Sorry, I'm Chris and these are Scot and Sean . . . we didn't mean to hurt you.

Obviously attracted to MA-2 . . .

PAMELA:

For what you did, I will forget it only if you take me for lunch.

Uneasiness befalls the three.

SA-1:

Uh, er. . . you see we're on a diet and we have to pass off for lunch. Is there some other way we could be condoned?

MA-1:

Yeah, that's true we have to be in shape for the games we're gonna watch tomorrow.

PAMELA:

Idiots! You have to be in shape if you play, not if you'll just watch! In that case then, you have to take my friend and I to that game tomorrow!

Takes out paper and pen, writes down her name, phone number and address then tucks it in the denims pocket of MA-2. Then off she goes the other way.

(and continues)

See you tomorrowwww . . .

The three aliens look at each other again; their arms open waist high, palms up.

SA-1:

I guess this is one among many more that we have to experience here on earth. Relationship.

INT. – SHARED APARTMENT OF PAMELA – LATER THAT EVENING

In a small two-bedroom apartment, Pamela shares it with a tall voluptuous Asian American, TISHA HOLMES (Tia Carrere type). Her innocent looking pretty face and long hair goes well with her light brown skin, showing from a skimpy pair of shorts and mid-rib uppers.

Both of them seated, knees up, on large throw-pillows . . .

TISHA:

Did everything go alright for you today, Pam?

PAMELA:

(staring blankly)

Do you know, an idiotly cute guy bumped into me this morning?

TISHA:

(frowning)

How is that again?

PAMELA:

He's cute with brown hair but is quite crude, not knowing how to help me up!

TISHA:

(some what pouting)

Maybe he's not in the likes of Romeo . . . Attila the Hun maybe?

Pamela tries to pick up a pillow beside her, loses grip and throws an empty hand at Tisha . . .