Easy Money Pt. 1

(Scene: Krillin and Android 18 are walking on the beach having some sort of
conversation; the sun is getting ready to set; soon they’ll both be going home, but it was a
nice day)
Krillin: ----18, you know I don’t ask you for much--
Android 18: But that’s a lot to ask for!
Krillin: Come on, its not that bad!
Android 18: For you maybe! But I’m different! 
Krillin: Maybe I shouldn’t have said anything--
Android 18: No. We should be more honest with each other; but I can’t go get a job!
Krillin: I’m just saying you might want to consider it. Look at this. (hands her a piece of
paper; it is a wanted poster with herself and 17’s picture on it) I found this at the post
office today and they’ve been showing up everywhere! If you don’t start  going shopping
the legal way you’re going to get in trouble!
Android 18: Well I’m not getting a job--
Krillin: What about your brother? Maybe you could talk him into it. Either one of you
gets a job, or you won’t be getting any new clothes. They’re earning you a criminal
record longer than a Super Saiyan’s hair!
Android 18: (not amused by Krillin’s lame metaphor; turns her back on him) I don’t have
to listen to this. (starts to leave)
Krillin: Hey, don’t go! I just don’t want you to end up in jail! 
Android 18: (stops dead in her tracks) Jail?
Krillin: Yes, you know. We put criminals there.
Android 18: I could break out.
Krillin: Not without getting your clothes dirty I bet.
Android 18: I guess you’re right about that......(long pause)...I’ll think about it, okay?
(flies away)
Krillin: See ya 18! (starts to fly off in the opposite direction)

Cut to 18 flying early the next morning

Android 18: (thinking angrily) “Krillin is getting very annoying. I’m beginning to think
17 and I shouldn’t have spared him all those times. He was helpful, but now he’s getting
too many ideas. I’d better talk to 17 about this.” (lands outside a shack in the woods)17!
You here?
Android 17: (comes out with a shotgun) Git off ma property---(sees its 18) Hey. What’re
you doing here? I thought you were Krillin’s new pet now.
Android 18: Shut up. We’re over. 
Android 17: Oh really? What did he do to make you angry enough to end it with him?
Android 18: He hasn’t done anything; its what he’s trying to do. He wants me to get a
job.
Android 17: A job? You shouldn’t let him talk to you like that 18. He’s far too weak to
tell anyone what to do--
Android 18: I know, but if I hurt him, I have the others to deal with.
Android 17: They’re weak too. Come on. We should crush them all again, for old time’s
sake. It’d be fun.
Android 18: (thinks) “Maybe I should tell 17 about how strong the Z fighters became
while he was dead. Now would be a good time, but I won’t bother. He wouldn’t believe it
anyway. He’d just get mad.” If you ask me it’d be a waste of time.
Android 17: (misunderstands 18’s motives) Fine. Stop wasting time then. Go get your
job. I won’t stop you.
Android 18: Krillin said you should get a job too---
Android 17: What?
Android 18: Krillin said--
Android 17: I heard you the first time. He can’t order me. I’m not getting a job.
Android 18: Come on. If we both get jobs we wouldn’t have to work as much to get
enough money. 
Android 17: What do I need money for? I don’t buy enough clothes to outfit the old Red
Ribbon Army like you do. 
Android 18: Come on. You could get your house fixed. It’s a wreck. I’m surprised its still
standing. Maybe we could even get some ammo for that gun.
Android 17: Fine. You do have a point. (puts the shot gun down; and begins to hover)
Let’s get going. 

(The two fly off; after some time they reach a town and soon spot an unemployment
agency. They take a number and wait.)

Man in Suit: Now serving number 49. (17 and 18 are the only ones in the room) I think
that’s you, miss.
Android 18: huh? (wasn’t listening)
Android 17: I think you have us confused with someone else. She’s 18, not 49.
Man in Suit: Now wait just a minute--
Android 18: Their number machine doesn’t even work. It hasn’t given me the right
number yet. (keeps taking numbers from the machine)
Man in Suit: If you two aren’t here about getting jobs I’m going to have to ask you to
leave.
Android 18: (stops playing with the “take-a-number” machine) So you’re who we ask
about finding jobs. 
Man in Suit: Yes. Can you two give me your names?
Android 17: Sure. She’s 18, I’m 17.
Man in Suit: No, those are numbers, not names. 
Android 17: Can’t they be both?
Man in Suit: (bewildered) Fine, I guess I really don’t need your names. Would you two
like to start today? We have two job sites that called for new employees as soon as
possible.
Android 18: ‘Kay. So where do we have to go?
Man in Suit. (gives them each a piece of paper) Here are the directions to your work
areas. Miss, you’ll be working in a clothing store. (18 smiles)
Android 17: I don’t think thats a good job for her.
Man in Suit: I’m sure she’ll do fine. As for you, the construction site on the downtown
needs a new person to run the wrecking ball. Have you been trained to operate heavy
machinery?
Android 17: (has no clue what the man is talking about) 18, we’ll meet back at my house
after work, all right?
Man in Suit: Hey! Answer my question! Didn’t you hear me. (they both walk out) Come
back here! (races out the door after them and finds they’ve vanished; the street is empty;
blinks in disbelief) T-t-they’re GONE! Were they ever really there? (goes back inside;
picks up the phone,still in shock) Hello, is this the unemployment agency? I want a new
job! Darn, its busy. I’ll try again later. 

Cut to Android18 flying

Android 18: (looking at her directions) Hey, there’s the clothing store there. (lands and
steps inside; hands the boss, who was just openning up, her directions) Am I at the right
place?
Boss: Oh, so you’re from the agency, huh? Good! Our morning person called off sick this
morning! You can fill in. Now, all you have to do is check out the people at the register
and then say “Have a nice day!”. And try and make conversation if you can. We want
them to come back.
Android 18: I can do that. (Boss sticks around by the exit to supervise)
Old Lady: I’m buying this outfit for my granddaughter.
Android 18: How nice. Have a nice day. (Old Lady leaves)
Boss: That was perfect! Keep it up!
Android 18: (checks a few more people out; thinks) “This isn’t a good job for me. So
many outfits and I can’t try any of them on until my break. 17 was right; watching people
shop is boring...”

Cut to 17 at construction site

Android 17: (thinks) “This must be the place” (lands and enters a trailer with a sign
saying “foreman”)
Foreman: (puts down some papers) Oh, good morning! Where’d you come from? Oh, you
must be the new guy from the temp agency! (stands up and shakes 17’s hand) Welcome
to the crew! Follow me and I’ll show you where they’re working.

(the two walk for a while. The Foreman continues to tell 17 all about his company; 17
doesn’t listen to a word of it; then they reach the site)

Foreman: Okay, time to get down to business. (yells to the other guys) HEY! COME ON
OVER! (several other construction workers appear) Everyone here? Good! Meet the new
wrecking ball operator!
Worker 1: (to 17) Hey, you been in construction long?
Worker 2: You new in town? I’ve never seen you around before--
Foreman: Later, LATER! We need to keep on schedule! We need to demolish these three
old buildings so they can build a new mall before next July! 
Android 17: Wait a minute, all you have to do is blow up those three little buildings over
there?
Foreman. Yes! And we’re months behind! Get back to work! 
Android 17: Consider it done. (takes flight charges up a large ki blast in both hands; lets
it go and levels all three buildings; there isn’t even rubble left. Just a big empty space)
That what you wanted me to do? (lands)
Worker 1: W-W-what kind of freak are you? 
Worker 2: They’re not paying me enough for this! (starts to run)
Foreman: (stops Worker 2) I don’t know how you did that, but that’s the best demolition
job I’ve ever seen! Only problem is, now we have nothing for any of you to do for a few
months. Everybody go home! 
Worker 3: You mean you’re laying us all off?
Foreman: Call it whatever you want! I’d consider it a nice unexpected vacation! The
main office is never going to believe this! (runs back to his trailer)
Android 17: Ok. I guess my job’s over then. (takes flight) I wonder how 18’s job is going.
(heads home)

Cut back to 18

Android 18: (thinking as she bags a woman’s new tops) What’s wrong with this lady?
Does she have no taste at all? These are some of the ugliest clothes I’ve ever seen!
(unknown to 18, the woman is Bulma’s mom)
Bulma’s Mom: Oh my, I’ve never seen you here before. Is this your first day?
Android 18: Yeah.
Bulma’s Mom: You seem lonely and you’re such a pretty girl! My daughter’s
ex-boyfriend would be perfect for you!
Android 18: (rolls her eyes, not really listening) If you say so. Have a nice day. (she
leaves) This is the worst job ever. (a blond haired girl sets down a pair of high heels on
the counter)
Blond Haired Girl: I want these ones! They make me taller! hee-hee! (sets her purse
down on the counter and fishes out some money)
Android 18: Whatever. (starts to check her out) (thinks) “She shoud look for shoes that
make her look smarter....but these are the first cute shoes I’ve seen all day.”
Blond Haired Girl: (hands 18 some money) Is that your natural hair color? It looks like it
came from a bottle to me.
Android 18: (enraged but tries to remain calm as she notices her boss entering the store)
No, it’s not from a bottle. (hands her her bag and blond girl begins to walk out) Have a
nice day. (boss goes out the exit satisfied that everything’s okay) Oops. HEY! You forgot
your purse! (throws the purse at the blond girl’s head with perfect accuracy and knocks
her unconscious;  she collapses on the street outside of the store;18 steps outside and
claims her bag.) Actually, I really don’t like these shoes. (leaves them with the fallen
blond girl; she returns to her stool behind the register)
Red Haired Girl: (coming out of the changing rooms) Hi, do you think you could tell me
how I look in this skirt? (poses ditzily) Be honest now.
Android 18: It’s ugly and so are you. Have a nice day.
Red Haired Girl: HOW DARE YOU? (tries to backhand 18 but 18 catches her hand and
minorly crushes it)
Android 18: You told me to be honest.
Red Haired Girl: Owie! What kind of monster are you? (starts to leave, but trips over the
blond girl’s purse) HEY! (twisted her ankle on her platform shoes and can’t get up)
Black Haired Girl: (coming in the entrance) Do you sell nail polish here??
Android 18: No we don’t. Try the nail polish store across the street.
Black Haired Girl: I don’t like that store. And it’s too long of a walk. You should sell nail
polish here!
Android 18: This is a clothing store. Why would we have nail polish?
Black Haired Girl: (whines) Because I want nail polish NOW!
Android 18: Here, let me help. (throws her out the exit, literally) NOW YOU’RE
CLOSER TO THE NAIL POLISH STORE! HAVE A NICE DAY!
Black Haired Girl: (lands on top of the blond haired girl) YOU’LL BE HEARING FROM
MY LAWYER! AND DON’T THINK I WON’T FILE A COMPLAINT!
Red Haired Girl: You’re a cruel and heartless person! You shouldn’t work with the
public! I’m filing a complaint too!
Blond Haired Girl: Does this mean her hair color was from a bottle? 
Android 18: That’s it. DIE! (throws a ki blast but doesn’t aim well; the girls all flee
screaming and the wall around the exit is turned into rubble) 
Boss: (coming back in) WHAT IS GOING ON IN HERE? AND WHAT HAPPENED TO
THE WALL???
Android 18: It was a gang war. I tried to stop them. They might still be running down the
street. I bet you could catch them.
Boss: YOU EXPECT ME TO BELIEVE THAT??? YOU’RE A MENACE!!!
Android 18: Whatever. (picks up the Blond Girl’s bag with the high healed shoes on her
way out) These should about pay for my time wasted. 
Boss: You can’t just leave!!!
Android 18: I can and I will. (tormentingly) Oh, and have a nice day. (flies off)
Boss: (calls after her) COME BACK HERE! WAIT, NO, DON’T! YOU’RE FIRED!!!!

Android 18 arrives back at 17’s house

Android 18: (tries to open the door; its unlocked; she enters) 17 really should learn to
lock his doors....(hears something)....wait a minute, what was that? (finds 17 listening to
a walkman in the next room) What are you doing back so early?
Android 17: I could ask you the same thing.
Android 18: I quit. What about you?
Android 17: Something like that. So now what do we do?
Android 18: I don’t know... Go see Krillin and tell him his idea was a flop?
Android 17: Brilliant! I couldn’t have thought of a better idea myself. Let’s go. 
(the two take flight)
Android 17: Where’s the little shrimp live anyway?
Android 18: I’m not sure. He’s always on that little island they hid Goku from us at.
Android 17: Then we’d better get moving. Don’t want to waste any time.



End Part 1