INT. RONALD'S HOUSE - BEDROOM - DAY

Sundae the dog sits on his dog bed with a tub of popcorn,

laughing hysterically as he watches the nightclub massacre

from "Hellraiser III" on TV. The TV sparks and powers off.

SUNDAE

The hell?

INT. RONALD'S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY

Ronald McDonald excitedly regards a large humming containment

pod sitting in the middle of the room. Sundae slides down a

firepole.

SUNDAE

Ronald! The TV blew out!

RONALD

Oh hey, Sundae. The Dali-izer

probably caused a power surge when

it was warming up.

SUNDAE

The whaterwhat?

Ronald pats the side of the pod.

RONALD

The Dali-izer. It can turn

anything into a work of surrealism.

The ball pit broke down this

morning, but luckily someone dumped

this by the side of the road.

Pretty neat, don't ya think?

He presses a button on the pod, and an entrance panel door

slides opens.

SUNDAE

I think there's a movie called "The

Fly" that you should watch.

RONALD

Cool!

Ronald steps into the pod.

RONALD

I might do that after our hiking

trip today.

SUNDAE

What hiking trip?

RONALD

The one today!

The door slams shut. The pod emits screeching mechanical

noises as a red light flashes on top of it.

RONALD (O.S.)

(screaming)

Oh god! It hurts! It hurts!

Sundae winces at Ronald's cries. The pod stops, and the door

opens.

Ronald's head is now an inflated balloon with an animated

face drawn on it in marker. His body is a wooden barrel with

two elephant trunks for arms and two sledgehammers for legs.

RONALD

How do I look?

SUNDAE

Horrible.

RONALD

Hmm, maybe I need to stay in a

little longer.

Ronald reaches one of his trunk arms out of the pod and hits

the button again.

SUNDAE

Wait, maybe you should reverse -

The door slams shut, and the pod starts up again.

RONALD (O.S.)

(screaming)

Oh god! This is the most

excruciating pain that has ever

been felt by anyone!

The door opens. Ronald is now a toilet balancing on a big

spring. Two pocket watches on the front of the tank make up

his eyes, and shark teeth line the seat that is his mouth.

RONALD

How about now?

SUNDAE

Oh...yeah, looking good.

RONALD

You're just saying that to be nice.

One more round.

A several-foot-long snake extends from Toilet Ronald's toilet

mouth, bending around the door to hit the button with its

face before retracting.

SUNDAE

No. Ronald -

The door slams shut.

SUNDAE

Damn it.

The pod starts up once more.

RONALD (O.S.)

(screaming)

Oh god! This is the torment of a

thousand hells!

The doorbell rings.

RONALD (O.S.)

(screaming)

Could you get that, Sundae?!

EXT. RONALD'S HOUSE - FRONT PORCH - DAY

Birdie, Grimace and Hamburglar stand on the porch, each with

a backpack. Sundae sticks his head out of the dog door.

SUNDAE

Hi, everyone. Ronald's gonna be a

minute.

BIRDIE

Is everything okay?

GRIMACE

Duhhh, yeah, we heard screaming.

Hamburglar holds up a crowbar.

HAMBURGLAR

I was about to break in to make

sure your burgers were safe!

SUNDAE

Everything's fine.

HAMBURGLAR

I'd better have a look at your

burgers anyway!

SUNDAE

Just hang on. Ronald's...putting

on his face.

The door swings open, and Ronald - now transformed into the

KLASKY CSUPO FACE - bursts out.

KLASKY CSUPO RONALD

Hey, guys! Where's the trail mix?!

THE END