Riot is the fifteenth episode of the series Weebl & Bob.
Posted: 14th August, 2002
Summary: Run for the hills! The jams are revolting! They fight for freeeeedom! Thanks to Skoo.
Tune: Break It Down - DJ Paul Nice
Credits: Weebl
Transcript
{Weebl is standing next to the Jams. One is holding a picket sign saying "Free our Jam Brothers" and another is holding one saying "Overthrow the Government".}
WEEBL: Lo Jams.
JAM: Brother Weebl. Will you join us?
JAM: We fight for freedom!
WEEBL: Will there be pie?
JAM: No pie! Just honour.
WEEBL: Is honour like pie?
JAM: Well... um.... no.
WEEBL: No pie. No Weebl.
JAM: Titty biscuits. Well, got to dash. Overthrowing to do.
{The Jams slide offscreen.}
WEEBL: I only fight for 3.14 pies. Or cash equivalent.
{Fade to the Police HQ. A jar labeled "lemon curd" with a police hat on it is standing at the right of the screen. A similar, smaller jar slides onscreen.}
LEMON CURD JAR: Sarge. The Jams are revolting.
SARGE: Tell me about it. They're too sweet.
{They both laugh.}
LEMON CURD JAR: No, seriously. Especially Strawberry Jam.
{They both laugh.}
LEMON CURD JAR: They're nearly at the gates.
SARGE: Haha... oh. We don't have much time. Activate Satdefender 1.
{Cut to a hand with the index finger pointing out next to a machine with a button.}
SARGE: {offscreen} Hand Boy. Press the button.
HAND BOY: Oh boy. The moment I dreamed of.
{Hand Boy jumps up and presses the button.}
SARGE: {offscreen} How handy.
{Cut to space. a satellite deploys a dish-sized object down onto the planet. As it goes through the atmosphere, it begins to flame, shooting across the sky.}
{Cut to the Jams.}
JAM: Brothers. The time is at hand. Or lid.
{A shadow on the Jam continues growing and the sound of something falling continues to get louder.}
JAM: Ooh looks like rain.
{A huge pie falls on the jam.}
JAM: Mmmmmmmm. Pie.
JAM: Cooked to perfection.
JAM: We'll overthrow the government later.
{Fade to Weebl humming. Bob rolls onscreeen.}
WEEBL: Lo Bob.
BOB: Lo. The Jams have big pie.
WEEBL: What? But they said honour is not like pie.
BOB: There is no honour without pie! Shakespeare.
WEEBL: Blimey. Joining book club paid off then.
BOB: And how.