9(Strong Bad and Pom-Pom are on the mountain. It is still night. They have both had a few too many Ones.)
Pom-Pom: (He finishes his song and puts down his ukulele. He is leaning heavily against the rocky wall.)
Strong Bad: Oh, Pom-Pom. That was so (Hiccup) beautiful. Thank you.
Pom-Pom: Bubble.
Strong Bad: No, seriously, man. I have never heard anyone express hi (Hiccup) s feelings so completely. I wish I could (Hiccup) sing like (Hiccup) that.
Pom-Pom: Bubble, bubble.
Strong Bad: Aww, man, where did you get that idea? Everybody cares how you feel. I mean, you're a really nice guy.
Pom-Pom: (He starts to cry.)
Strong Bad: Come here, squishy. (Strong Bad gets up and wobbles over to Pom- Pom and gives him a hug. Strong bad starts to cry too.)
Pom-Pom: Bubble.
Strong Bad: You're (Hiccup) welcome.
Strong Sad: (Has been sitting in a tree right next to them since the plane crashed. Scorpions are surrounding the tree. Strong Sad's still wearing his boxers.) Uh, guys? Do you mind maybe helping me? Please?
Strong Bad and Pom-Pom: (They have fallen asleep.)
Strong Sad: Guys? Um, I don't want to yell because that might attract the wolf I saw earlier. Oh, it's too late. (A wolf knocks him out of the tree with a flying leap. He is immediately covered by scorpions.) Guys? Ow! Stop! Guys? Help! HELP! Ow! Oh, not my boxers! No! Ow!
(Fade-Out.)