Of Police Squad-... - The Naked Gun - From The Files

Here’s a draft story outline and opening scene in the spirit of The Naked Gun: From the Files of Police Squad! The Naked Gun: License to Slip

A guard turns.

That’s… a very aggressive juice box.

(to kids) Nobody drink the water. Or the sports drink. Or the pudding cups. Actually, just stick to air. The Naked Gun - From The Files Of Police Squad-...

Frank stands, seaweed draped over his head like a wig. He spits out a fish.

Frank shoves his hands in his pockets. His pants immediately fall down. He pulls them up, trips over a mooring cleat, and crashes into a stack of barrels labeled

Oh. Right. I may have swapped your guidance chip with a coupon for free breadsticks. It happens. Here’s a draft story outline and opening scene

Ma’am, I’m going to have to ask you to step away from the beverage.

She presses a remote. The dock splits open. A missile rises from below, painted like a juice box.

RAIN lashes against shipping containers. LIEUTENANT FRANK DREBIN (50s, suit slightly too tight, shoes slightly too shiny) crouches behind a stack of tuna crates. He whispers into his wristwatch. (to kids) Nobody drink the water

When a shadowy cartel plots to replace the world’s drinking water with a mind-control sports drink, bumbling Lt. Frank Drebin must go undercover as a high-fashion male model—without falling for his supermodel partner, breaking anything nuclear, or sneezing during a silent auction. OPENING SCENE:

(stunned) What?