(It is snowing hard and the two poor boys, Hank and Tricky, are freezing to death.) Tricky the Clown: I-Is it sp-sp-spring yet? Hank J. Wimbleton: N-N-N-N-No. Tricky the Clown: I'm so cold that I'm shivering. (A piece of Tricky's head falls off, exposing his brain.) Hank J. Wimbleton: I'm so cold that....I could use my two face icicles as chopsticks. Tricky the Clown: I'm so cold that.....I'm shivering. Hank J. Wimbleton: Maybe we can build a fire. I got it! We can use the sakura tree as firewood. (Mr. Wimbleton takes out his ax and chops the sakura tree.) Ming Lee(off-screen, angrily to Mr. Wimbleton): You will be wearing an iron lung once I'm through with you, Pinhead! (Mr. Wimbleton fearfully puts his ax back and covers the chop mark on the tree with duct tape.) Hank J. Wimbleton(as Tricky walks over to him): The fire's not gonna happen, Tricky. Hank J. Wimbleton: I don't get it. How can Ming survive this intense coldness? (The boys began to think.) Hank J. Wimbleton(finding an answer): Maybe she just ignores it. Tricky the Clown(getting an idea): Wait, maybe.... Hank J. Wimbleton: Maybe? Tricky the Clown: Maybe it's her red panda's fur! (The scene changes to one of the clips from "Turning Red" where Mrs. Lee is a red panda and is standing in the 4*Town concert.) (The scene goes back to focus on Mr. Wimbleton and Tricky.) Hank J. Wimbleton(happily): That's it! (The boys went back into Mei's house and were fascinated by Mrs. Lee's fur.) Hank J. Wimbleton(fascinated): Oh....Look at all that warm, toasty fur... Tricky the Clown(fascinated): It's like a gold mine, but with fur. Hank J. Wimbleton: Let's start with her head. (The boys climb on her head and Mr. Wimbleton gets ready to pluck a piece of fur from her.) Hank J. Wimbleton: Okay. Carefully, carefully? Tricky the Clown(growing impatient): Can you hurry up? Hank J. Wimbleton: Let me just... Tricky the Clown(agitated): Come on, I'm freezing here! Hank J. Wimbleton: Alright, hold on! Just a little pluck. (He plucks a piece of fur and Mrs. Lee roars loudly before going back to her slumber.) Hank J. Wimbleton(with a tiny piece of red panda fur): This should be enough. Tricky the Clown(taking the fur piece, annoyed): Hank, I'm a big man. A big, big man. Hank J. Wimbleton: Okay, I guess I lived a full life. (He plucks another piece and the process repeats again.) Tricky the Clown(impatiently): THIS IS TAKING TOO LONG, I WANT THE WARM NOW! (Tricky takes out Mr. Wimbleton's duct tape and puts it on a part of Mrs. Lee's head.) Hank J. Wimbleton: Tricky, no! (As the clown tore off a lot of her fur, she only growled.) Hank J. Wimbleton(relieved): Phew. Hank J. Wimbleton: Tricky, are you crazy? Tricky the Clown(applying the fur to his forehead): Nah, I'm warm. Hank J. Wimbleton: Let me see that duct tape. Don't worry, I have lots of duct tape. (Mr. Wimbleton begins tearing off Mrs. Lee's fur with the duct tape.)
