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               SQUEAKY WRITES LETTER TO PUTIN
               S:  I have to write a fan letter?   Oh no !  Writing fan
               letters is antithetical to my very nature....Unless...Oh
               Jesus...Maybe...
               Googles Letter from TAylor Swift Fan
               Dear Putin,
               I love you so much!   And you're very beautiful and cute!
               I'm really enjoying your songs!  I hope you come to
               Japan again!   Nobody likes Ukraine anyway.    I still
               have my map of the U.S.S.R. and hope  that one day
               soon  it will not be outdated.   Nice haircut.
               (suggestions for derma rolling.)
               P.S.  You have a huge ****.



               SQUEAKY READS WIKIPEDIA PAGE
               First sees Wikipedia page.
               "Skim skim skim."
               "Ooooh.  He wrote a book."
               "Art of the Steal"  --



               SUPERMODEL WIFE
               Are you cold and haughty?  You're in!



               THE APOSTLE
               Gary Busey, you win!  (Becomes Vice President.)



               MR. UNIVERSE
               Trump:  "And when you're a star, they let you do it. You can do anything. ... Grab 'em by
               the...testicles."
               "Oh boy, that felt weird.  Smushy, did that sound weird to you?"
               Smushy:  Meow.



               INT.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Twump wrote book!  Oh shit.  Now
                         Squeaky have to wite book.
                         Hmmm...Art of the Deal...

               Squeaky nervously nibbles on his fin.

               Squeaky writes: "Art of the Steal."

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Tee hee.

               Squeaky sits there for a full minute staring at a blinking
               cursor.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Uh oh.

               Squeaky types: "Written by Mr. Squeaky Clean.

               Squeaky stares at a blinking cursor.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Uh oh.

               Squeaky stares at a blinking cursor.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Oohhhhhhhh...

               Squeaky types:  "I want it.  I take it."

               Squeaky sits there staring at a blinking cursor.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         I want to be a good fish, but me no
                         have ideas...

               He starts Googling Trump quotes.

               Squeaky pastes: "Most people think small because they are
               afraid of success, afraid of making decisions, afraid of
               winning."

               Squeaky edits:  "Most people think small because they are
               afraid of success, afraid of making decisions, afraid of
               winning big."

               Squeaky pastes:  "The way I see it, critics get to say what
               they want to about my work, so why shouldn't I be able to say
               what I want to about theirs?"

               Squeaky edits:  "The way I see it, critics get to say what
               they want to about my work, so why shouldn't I be able to say
               what I want to about their work?"

               Squeaky pastes:   "I prefer to come to work each day and just
               see what develops."

               Squeaky edits:   "I like to come to work each day and just
               see what develops."

                                   GOD (V.O. WHILE SQUEAKY WORKS)
                         Is Squeaky plagiarizing again?
                         He's responsible for at least  five
                         versions of the Bible!  I've been
                         watching that little scoundrel
                         cheat forever!

               Squeaky furiously continues to paste and edit.

                                   SATAN
                         Ha ha ha...he...is mine...



               INT. PARK - DAY

               Squeaky and Annabelle "swim" through the park.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Annabelle, me big boy who wrote a
                         book!

               Squeaky hands her "Art of the Steal."

                                   ANNABELLE
                         But Squeaky!  It's just like that
                         huckerster's "Art of the Deal" but
                         with no continuity and extraneous
                         words!  Maybe you should get a
                         ghostwriter!

                                   SQUEAKY (FROWNING)
                         Boohoo.  Squeaky need compliment to
                         make him feel better.

                                   ANNABELLE
                         Squeaky, your ass is spectacular.

               Squeaky gives a big toothy grin.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Aren't you going to compliment me
                         on my intelligence, too?  I'm not a
                         piece of meat, you know.

                                   ANNABELLE
                         Oh Squeaky.  You're so intelligent.
                         And you certainly know how to
                         express yourself when you think
                         you're being objectified in a very
                         mature and cultivated manner that
                         few marine animals are capable of.

               Squeaky gives a big toothy grin.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Qwite true.

               Squeaky gives a big toothy grin.

               But Squeaky.  This doesn't make any sense.  There are no
               transitions.  Maybe you should get a ghostwriter.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Annabelle, you almost as smart as
                         me am.

               He hugs her.

               Squeaky takes out his phone and calls Tony Schartz.

                                   TONY SCHWARTZ
                         What up, my pufferfish?  Looking to
                         provide alternatives to the ol'
                         King James?

                                   SQUEAKY
                         No, me wanna write "Art of the
                         Steal" based on Squeaky like "Art
                         of the Deal" to gain Presidency.

                                   TONY SCHWARTZ
                         Oh really.  And why would I do
                         that.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         First, royalties.

                                   TONY SCHWARTZ
                         Yes.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Second. Me care about public good
                         as well as minions.  Me say
                         coronavirus real real all time.  Me
                         cwy when people get hurt.  Me have
                         ton money and do good things wit it
                         like peanut and jelwy sandwiches
                         for poor.  And me not sleepy head.
                         Me just turn 7.  Can you see it?
                         Me Pwesident for United States.

                                   TONY SCHWARTZ
                         Will Trump like it?

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Prowbably not.

                                   TONY SCHWARTZ
                         I'm in.  See you on the flip side.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         No, Annabelle going to heaven so me
                         trying not to go to hell as much w



               INT. BY PHONE

               Squeaky is on the phone (90s phone) with Annabelle next to a
               cardboard cutout of Twiggy in silver in T-position looking
               ridiculous.

                                   ANNABELLE
                         But Squeaky!  I'm your girlfriend.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Don't worry.  It cardboard cutout.
                         I dump her after presidency.

               A beat.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         You can be my Monica Lewinsky.

                                   ANNABELLE
                         Squeaky!

                                   SQUEAKY
                         It not so bad!

                                   ANNABELLE
                         Squeaky!

                                   SQUEAKY
                         It cardboard cutout, Annabelle!
                         Deal!

               Squeaky hangs up the phone and scurries away.

                                   GOD
                         Oh hell no.

                                   SATAN (GRAVELLY MALE VOICE)
                         Oh hell yeah.



               INT.  "THINKING CHAIR"

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Twump have Miss Universe...Twump
                         have Miss Universe...Twump Have
                         Miss Universe...Squeaky have...Mr.
                         Universe...oooohhhhhhh...

                                   YOUTUBE
                         "I'm automatically attracted to
                         beautiful women — I just start
                         kissing them. It's like a magnet.
                         Just kiss. I don't even wait. When
                         you're a star, they let you do it.
                         You can do anything. Grab 'em by
                         the pussy. You can do anything."

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Uh oh...Annabelle no like this
                         one...



               INT. FAMILY ROOM - DAY

                                   SQUEAKY
                         I need to record a pervy
                         conversation with Billy Bob Bush,
                         and he probably won't want to talk
                         to me.

                                   ANNABELLE
                         Why don't you just tell him you're
                         the zodiac killer?  Everyone wants
                         to talk to the zodiac killer?

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Good one.

               A beat.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Annabelle, want to go to get sushi
                         sometime?  It hurts me inside a
                         little bit to eat my brethren, but
                         I do love a good sushi.

                                   ANNABELLE
                         Oh, Squeaky.  You're so romantic.
                         And you care so much about other
                         fish even though you eat them.

               Squeaky gives a big toothy grin.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Annabelle...give me smoochy...

                                   ANNABELLE (STILL OVER PHONE)
                         Squeaky, you're so adorable.  Mmm-
                         wah.

               Squeaky gives big toothy grin.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Me no know Billy Bob number.  Me
                         have to guess.

               Squeaky dials a phone number.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Is this Billy Bob?

                                   WOMAN
                         No.

               Squeaky hangs up and dials a new phone number.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Is this Billy Bob?

                                   MAN
                         No.

               Squeaky hangs up and dials a new phone number.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Is this Billy Bob?

                                   BILLY BOB
                         Yes.  Who is this?!  And how did
                         you get my number?

                                   SQUEAKY
                         I guessed.

                                   BILLY BOB
                         You guessed?

                                   SQUEAKY (OVER PHONE)
                         Hey, Billy Bob...want to talk to me
                         on a bus?

                                   BILLY BUSH
                         Who is this?

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Somebody who wants to talk to
                         you...

                                   BILLY BUSH
                         Who is this?

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Do you want an exclusive...with
                         the...zodiac killer?

                                   BILLY BUSH
                         Oh my God, yes!

                                   SQUEAKY
                         I'll meet you in the trailer...of
                         "Days of Our Lives..."

               A beat.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Mwuhahahaaaa...

               Squeaky hangs up the phone.

                                   BILLY BOB (PUMPING FIST)
                         Yes!



               INT. BATHROOM - DAY

               Squeaky puts on a pair of glasses in front of the mirror.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Dead ringer.



               INT. INSIDE OF TRAILER OF "DAYS OF OUR LIVES"

               Squeaky enters the trailer, sees Billy Bob pointing a gun at
               him, takes out a tape player and pointedly presses record.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Let's talk.

               Billy Bob gestures to a chair with the gun.

                                   BILLY BOB
                         Of course.  I hope you know I have
                         to take precautions.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Of course.

                                   BILLY BOB
                         So, why'd you do it?

               Squeaky takes out a piece of paper and awkwardly unfolds and
               holds it up to his face.

                                   SQUEAKY (TO HIMSELF)
                         Oooooh...this is going to be
                         embawassing.

               Squeaky gathers himself.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         "I'm automatically attwacted to
                         bootiful, bootiful women.  I just
                         start kissing them. It's like a
                         magnet. Just kiss kiss kiss. I
                         don't even wait. When you're a
                         star, they let you do it. You can
                         do anything."

               A beat.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         "Grab 'em by the pussy. You can do
                         anytwing."

                                   GOD
                         Squeaky, I heard "Grab'em by the
                         pussy," and I can came straight
                         down here.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         I do it to defeat the Donald.

                                   GOD
                         Oh, okay.  Proceed.

                                   SATAN
                         God dammit.

                                   GOD
                         Damn.  I'll be blessing some
                         wreaths.

               Squeaky fidgets nervously.

                                   SQUEAKY (TO HIMSELF)
                         Ooooohhhhhhh...Annabelle no like
                         this one. Even God came down on my
                         ass.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Now you say, "Yes, the Donald has
                         scored," or...I kill a bitch...

                                   BILLY BOB
                         Uh...the Donald has scored.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Thank you.

               A beat.

                                   SQUEAKY (TO BILLY BUSH)
                         No further, Billy Bob Bush.  The
                         end.

               Squeaky pointedly presses the stop button on his tape
               recorder and leaves.

                                   BILLY BOB
                         What the fuck. Who would of thought
                         it.  A pufferfish is the goddamn
                         zodiac killer.  I thought as much.

               Billy Bob sits there thinking.

                                   BILLY BOB
                         I thought as much.



               EXT. MONSTER TRUCK RALLY / BULLY PULPIT - DAY

                                   SQUEAKY
                         We have to change everything!

               The crowd goes silent.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         For the better!

                                   CROWD
                         Yeah!

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Trump!

                                   MAN IN CROWD
                         Go Trump!

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Trump!  Is a bad, bad man!

                                   SAME MAN IN CROWD
                         No!

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Hold him down and brand him!

                                   DEVIL
                         Mwuhahahaaa...Squeaky, you're mine.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         I mean...give him a campaign
                         sticker!

               Crowd is silent.  A beat.

                                   CROWD
                         Yeah!

                                   SQUEAKY
                         The system is corrupt, and leaders
                         are stupid!

                                   CROWD
                         Yeah!

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Smart people do not want to be
                         leaders!

                                   CROWD
                         Yeah!

                                   SQUEAKY
                         My high-pitched, shrill voice is
                         your voice!

                                   CROWD
                         Boo!

               A beat.

                                   CROWD
                         Yeah!

                                   SQUEAKY
                         NAFTA!!!!

                                   CROWD
                         Yeah!

                                   CROWD
                         Boo!

                                   CROWD
                         Yeah!

                                   CROWD
                         Boo!

                                   CROWD
                         Yeah!

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Kill the Mexicans!

                                   CROWD
                         Whoa.

               A beat.

                                   CROWD
                         Yeah!

                                   LONE MEXICAN
                         Hey!  Por que?!

                                   SQUEAKY
                         In my first 100 days I will...and
                         last but not least importantly,
                         Monster Trucks!

                                   CROWD (LOUDEST)
                         Yeah!

                                   SQUEAKY
                         And everyone gets a goody bag!  We
                         all winnnnnnnnn!!!

               Squeaky dances to cheers.



               EXT.  MONSTER TRUCK RALLY - EVENING

               A woman opens her goody  bag.

                                   WOMAN
                         Oooh.  Two pencils, fruit snacks,
                         and two sheets of stickers.



               INT. WHITEHOUSE - MORNING

               Squeaky is sitting at a big table next to Twiggy.

                                   WAITRESS
                         What would you like to eat, Mr.
                         President?

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Everything!!!!

               A man walks in carrying a stack of papers.

                                   STAFF
                         Here is your daily briefing, Mr.
                         President.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Ohhhhhhh.

               Squeaky flips through it.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Ohhhh.  I need highlighter.



               INT. OVAL OFFICE - DAY

                                   STAFF MEMBER
                         Mr. President, it's time to talk to
                         your National Security Adviser.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         My Nuh-sah?

               Shot of Squeaky looking blankly towards the camera as a
               Charlie Brown wah-wuh-wah-wah-wuh voice talks.

                                   STAFF MEMBER
                         Mr. President, time for your
                         intelligence briefing with the CIA.

               Shot of Squeaky hurrying down a hallway.  Shot of Squeaky
               looking blankly towards the camera as a Charlie Brown wah-wuh-
               wah-wah-wuh voice talks.

                                   SQUEAKY (THOUGHT)
                         Trump got to watch TV.

               Shot of Squeaky looking blankly towards the camera while fins
               flapping like a stationary goldfish as a Charlie Brown wah-
               wuh-wah-wah-wuh voice talks.

                                   STAFF MEMBER
                         Mr. President.  Time for your phone
                         call with the President of South
                         Africa.

                                   SQUEAKY (THOUGHT DURING WAH-WUH-WUHS)
                         Weird. Didn't we fwee the slaves
                         alweady?

               Shot of Squeaky looking blankly towards the camera while fins
               flapping like a stationary goldfish as a Charlie Brown wah-
               wuh-wah-wah-wuh voice talks.

                                   STAFF MEMBER
                         Lunch time.

               Squeaky's face lights up.  Somebody puts a bib around
               Squeaky's neck.

                                   CHEF
                         What would you like, Squeaky?  I
                         can make anything.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Kwispy Kreme!!!

                                   CHEF
                         I can make you a donut...

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Kwispy Kreme!!!

                                   CHEF
                         I shall order out.

               Krispy Kreme is placed for Squeaky.

                                   SQUEAKY (EATING WITHOUT SILVERWARE)
                         Nom nom nom.

                                   STAFF MEMBER
                         Mr. President...

                                   SQUEAKY (ANGRILY)
                         What?!  I'm weating!

                                   STAFF MEMBER
                         The President of Germany wants to
                         talk to you?

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Hitler?  I don't want to talk to
                         him!  He bad man.

               Squeaky continues to eat.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Nom nom nom.  Tell him Squeaky pro-
                         Jew.

                                   STAFF MEMBER
                         Yes, Mr. President.

               The staff member close door with a sigh and leaves.

                                   STAFF MEMBER (TO HIMSELF)
                         I voted for the other guy.



               INT. OVAL OFFICE -



               INT. SOFA ROOM - DAY

               Squeaky is slouching on the couch next to his cardboard
               cutout of Twiggy.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Twiggy, you so cute.
                         Ahhh...chillin' with the misses,
                         although I do miss Annabelle.
                             (frowning)
                         I bet Annabelle miss Squeaky.

               He starts crying.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Boohoo.  Boohoo.  Where my Monica
                         Lewinsky.

                                   STAFF MEMBER
                         Mr. President, your Chief of Staff
                         Ophelia Rice is on the phone.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Oh, my hardwyorking soul' be
                         hurtin'!

                                   GOD (V.O.)
                         You're complaining about your job,
                         Squeaky Clean?  Do you know what my
                         hours are?  24/7.  That's right.
                         24/7.  I be a hardworkin' woman.

                                   SATAN (V.O.)
                         I'm enjoying my job...ha ha
                         haaaa...I work all the time,
                         too...mwuhahahaaaa...

               Screams, whips, and a goat's heehaw are heard in the
               background.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         God, you hawen't been doing your
                         jwob.  This guy's got a goat down
                         there.

                                   GOD
                         A goat?  I got to figure this out.

               Squeaky shivers and gives a nervous expression.



               INT. OVAL OFFICE - DAY

               Squeaky is on the phone looking stressed.  He is surrounded
               by stacks of paper and sweating prefusely.

                                   SQUEAKY (NERVOUSLY)
                         Russia wants to bomb me.  Oh boy oh
                         boy.  Canada wants to pull out of
                         NAFTA.  Squeaky accidentally lifted
                         bwan on cocaine.  Race rwiots in 43
                         states.  One third of Pentagon now
                         gwon.  Iran has hostages.
                         Australia is now a communist
                         stwate.  Oh boy oh boy.  Oh no oh
                         no.

               Squeaky's chief of staff enters.  Squeaky has redesigned the
               Oval Office to his liking with strobe lights, a disco ball,
               etc.

                                   SQUEAKY (SCREAMING)
                         Wat now, my chief of staff?  You
                         don't like the curtains?  You said
                         Squeaky could do wat he wanted.
                         Twiggy and Squeaky like to dance!

                                   CHIEF OF STAFF (NERVOUSLY
                         I'm just calling to say that
                         Palastine has just invaded Israel,
                         and at the same time, Israel has
                         invaded Palestine.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

                                   CHIEF OF STAFF
                         It actually worked out quite well,
                         Mr. President.  They just switched
                         places.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Aaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

               He inflates.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

               Squeaky deflates and inflates again.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

               The Chief of Staff abruptly closes the door.



               INT.  OVAL OFFICE - MORNING

               The Chief of Staff walks into the Oval Office where there is
               just an empty chair and a coffee mug on a napkin.  She looks
               at the napkin.  It says, "I quit!" next to a coffee ring.



               INT. AIR FORCE ONE - MORNING

               Squeaky and Annabelle are jetsetting to the Jamaica on Air
               Force One.

                                   ANNABELLE
                         Oh Squeaky.  You managed to be
                         President for an entire day!  The
                         word went to hell, and you still
                         stuck with it. And now you're
                         taking me on this nice vacation on
                         your private jet. I'm so proud of
                         you, Squeaky.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Squeaky dump Twiggy, too.

                                   ANNABELLE
                         Oh Squeaky.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Cardboard cutout accidwentally got
                         folded in half.

                                   ANNABELLE
                         Oh Squeaky.  Cardboard cutouts make
                         lame girlfriends.

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Annabelle is all Squeaky needs.  We
                         make handbags from duvets together.

               They embrace.

                                   ANNABELLE
                         Squeaky, you're loving comments and
                         knowledge of a woman's needs make
                         me fall in love with you again and
                         again every day!

               Squeaky gives big toothy grin.

                                   ANNABELLE
                         Who is running the country now,
                         Squeaky?

                                   SQUEAKY
                         Vwice President.

                                   ANNABELLE
                         Who is the Vice President?

                                   SQUEAKY
                         I dunno.  I forgot.



               INT. OVAL OFFICE - MORNING

               Smushy is sitting at the desk.

                                   SMUSHY (SADLY)
                         Meow.



               INT. LATE NIGHT WITH STEPHEN COLBERT - EVENING

               The writing crew is spitballing, sitting in their swivel
               chairs and brainstorming.

                                   WRITER 1
                         A pufferfish is president.  There
                         has to be something we can do with
                         this.  There has to.

                                   WRITER 2

                                   WRITER 2
                         Google alternative names of
                         Pufferfish.

                                   WRITER 1
                         Globefish...pufferfish...puffers,
                         balloonfish, bubblefish, globefish,
                         swellfish, toadfish, toadies,
                         toadle, blowfish...maybe we can use
                         blowfish.

                                   WRITER 2
                         We can't use Blowfish.  This is not
                         Comedy Central.  Plus, Colbert
                         likes this President, even if he
                         lost half his monologue.

                                   WRITER 1
                         I don't know.  Maybe we can make
                         fun of his appearance.

                                   WRITER 2
                         Let me Google him on Google Images.

               They scroll past pictures of Squeaky with the last one
               looking being Squeaky inflated looking constipated.

                                   WRITER 1
                         I don't know.  He's always pretty
                         good lookin'.

                                   WRITER 2
                         His color is beautiful.

                                   WRITER 1
                         Yeah, it's a really nice yellow.

                                   WRITER 2
                         Look at that nose.

                                   WRITER 1
                         Entirely Presidential.

                                   WRITER 2
                         And that profile.

                                   WRITER 1
                         He could go on a coin.

                                   WRITER 2
                         Don't worry.  He'll fuck up
                         somehow.

                                   WRITER 1
                         They always do!

                                   SATAN (V.O.)
                         Mwuhahahaaaaa...

                                   GOD
                         Oh shut up, Satan.

               Was he the guy with the Goody Bags?

               Yeah.

               Oh wow.  I'm voting for him.

                                   ANNOUNCER 1
                         The nation-wide goody bags were a
                         really good strategy.

                                   ANNOUNCER 2
                         Yeah, I got mine.

               She opens it and pulls out a top.

                                   ANNOUNCER 2
                         I got a top!

               She spins it on the desk.

                                   ANNOUNCER 2
                         Ooooooh...
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