Nsync leaves the rest stop and heads to their hotel in Cody, Wyoming. Lance is very quiet, the others are talking in the living room area talking about their tourmate Janet Jackson.
JUSTIN:
Yo if she was here right now I'd kick to her.
JC:
Ok so you wanna go to jail if I could do what I wanted to her!
JOEY:
I know I'd go to jail if I could do what I wanted to her.
JC:
Um, I'm almost afraid to ask you exactly what that is Joey.
CHRIS:
I's ask her to do my hair.
JUSTIN:
Me too yo, I'd tell her to hook me up with some phat ass dukie braids!
JC:
What's dukie braids Justin?
JUSTIN:
You know those big ass braids that girls be wearin in my 'hood.
CHRIS: (shouting)
you don't live in the 'hood Justin!
JUSTIN:
You ain't gotta rub it in man!
JC:
So Lance, what would you do if you had a chance to do anything with Janet Jackson.
LANCE:
(answers barely audible) I'd ask her to do a duet with me.
JOEY:
What? You'd ask her to go to bed with you?
CHRIS:
No Dufus maximus, he said he'd ask her to get wet with him.
JOEY:
Kewl, can I watch?
LANCE:
I said I would ask her to do a duet with me, you know sing...that's what we do!
JUSTIN:
No das what WE do boy, you back us up, hahahahhaha.
They all laugh.
LANCE:
See that's why I didn't say nothin' to ya'll
Lance gets up and makes his way to the bunk, puts on headphones and starts humming to himself. JC shoots Justin dirty looks.
JC:
Hey maybe we're being too harsh with Lance. He's getting all worked up over everything lately.
CHRIS:
What the hell happened between ya'll.
JUSTIN:
Well I guess I can tell ya'll now he be tryna playahate on me.
JOEY:
Like how.
JUSTIN:
i dunno, he like......he be....he jealous, yeah he jealous.
CHRIS:
Oh get over yourself man, Lance is our boy and we solved Joey's dilemna, we need to help Lance too.
JOEY:
Did I ever thank you for that Chris?
CHRIS:
For what Joey?
JOEY:
Umm...for solving my dilemna, what was it again?
JC:
Wee already addressed that issue in the first episode Joey, I'll tell you later.
JUSTIN:
Well I don't care if ya'll believe me or not, I know the troof.
CHRIS:
The troof? Dont you mean the truth?
JUSTIN:
(shouting) You can't handle the truth!
They fall backwards laughing and Lance takes one earphone out, hears them and assumes they are laughing at him. The tourbus pulls into the Sheraton Hotel. Their road manager gets them their keys and they head up to their rooms. JC is rooming alone (he needs his sleep), Joey is with Chris and Justin and Lance are together.
JUSTIN:
Lance C'mere
LANCE:
What do YOU want? More jokes at my expense?
JUSTIN:
Nah I'll do that later.
Lance just stares at him.
JUSTIN:
I know you jealous, who wouldn't be? A damn fool that's who. I am tha bomb and just cuz I let you take dat ball away from me don't mean jack!
LANCE:
You finished?
JUSTIN:
Nah the point is I am Justin and you are Lance and don't forget that K man?
LANCE:
(expression turns evil) You egotistical bastard!
JUSTIN:
No, you must be readin' me wrong dude, what I mean is I sing lead cuz I am the "popular one".
LANCE:
Um I am pretty popular too Man.
JUSTIN:
Yeah but you got dat deep-ass voice -n- shit. If anything, you can try and sing my parts one night on stage, we'll shock everyone aight?
LANCE:
For real?
Justin nods his head and they "give love" to each other. Tehy go to sleep early and get up to go to the venue which is a fair of some sort.
CHRIS: I don't feel so good, very queasy, what if I get sick onstage?
JC: Just handle it professionally.
LANCE: (excitedly) Don't worry Chris, Justin, can sing your parts and I'll do his.
JOEY: Well I can try to sing Chris' part if necessary.
JC: That might just work sherlock, what were you thinking Lance?
LANCE: Justin said I could sing his parts and now's my chance.
JUSTIN: Nah, I was just kiddin.
Joey, JC, and Justin all pause and started to laugh at Lance.
Chris turns around and pukes in a trashcan.
CHRIS: I.....am...not....feeling.....good.
JC: Cripes, we have got to find a cure for what ails him!
LANCE: Can we till perform?
JC: You bet your sweet patukas we can!
JUSTIN: Yo dawg, my homie is mad sick!
JC (getting tensed): It will be OKAY
JOEY: (twiddles his thumbs)doota, doota, doot.
LANCE (clears his throat): Um, I am totally capable of singing different parts ya know.
JC: And I am totally capable of kicking your ass, ya know.
CHRIS: (hushed and incoherent): You..got..the..right..stuff..baaay..bay.
They all turned and look at Chris
JC: OOOkay mayb you can sing Joey's parts Lance.
LANCE: Joey doesn't have any fucking parts JC!
JOEY: I don't? Hey I want some parts man!
JC: You don't remember Joe? You can't hit those in between notes, that's why me and Justin sing everything.
JOEY: OH (scrambles) yeah. that's right the in between notes I gotcha.
LANCE: (shakes head) There are no in between...oh forget it! You want it your way JC?
I refuse to sing at all, I'm lipsyncing today!
JC: Oh you're singin alright!
JUSTIN: Yo, hold up son. yous gonna sing like a muthafuckin' canary aight?
Chris gets up and staggers to another trash can and heaves into it.
JUSTIN: (shakes head and begins to tear up): Naw, naw, you okay Chris? Talk to me
Chris just smiles faintly.
JUSTIN: C'mon dude we need you, Chris is really sick and he's puking everywhere.
LANCE: Then let me sing 2 songs leads and I will.
JC: That is simply out of the question.
CHRIS: (mutters in corner) Step..by..step...oooo.baaay..bay.
JC: Oh, alright but I get to pick the songs.
JOEY: (sings) Gonna get to you giiiiiiiiirrrrrrlllll!
JUSTIN: Shut yo' bitch-ass up Joey, you curraging Chris.
JOEY: What does curraging means?
LANCE: He's trying to say ENcouraging.
JOEY: Das' what I said potna!
Nsync's manager comes in and the guys get quiet. Joey goes over near Chris and pretends he is telling him secret. He announces soundcheck in five minutes.
JOEY: Shouldn't we tell someone?
JC: I'll smooth things out later, don't worry about it, act natural.
CHRIS: (whispering) Am...I....sexual
LANCE: Whoa dude I can handle the New Kids on the Block shit but shut the fuck up with the Backstreet Boys shit.
JUSTIN: All's I know is I'm singin' my own pizarts , you sing Joey's Lance.
JOEY: I have parts?
LANCE: No dammit, we already told you, NO! quit stalling Justin, I want YOUR parts!
JC: Ok Lance , you win. you can have Justin's verse i Giddy Up and I Want You Back!
LANCE: Really...cool!
JUSTIN: Oh hell no, I want you back is my song.
JOEY: He's right, Lance won't be able to do that little dance Justin does.
LANCE: Stut your cakehole Joey, I have been practicing and I can bust some wicked freestyle moves.
JC: Pointing is not freestyle move!
JUSTIN: I's singin I want you back no mo' discussion.
CHRIS (sings softly) Oh baby baby...how was I suppose to know..?
JC: Whokay, time for soundcheck guys, Joey you carry Chris, but make it look like a joke.
LANCE: This should be interesting.
JOEY: Ok...we can sing more Britney along the way ok Chris?
The camera follow them as they go to the tage and warm up singing "Crazy For You". JC turns Chris' mike off and Joey seats him on stool. He continues to babble pop songs.
JUSTIN: (walks up to Lance) You can have dis here song and "Giddy Up"
LANCE: (excited) Fair enough.
JC starts singing and Joey sings Chris' par. When it comes time for Justin's part Lance takes over, His mike is turned down a tad but he still sounds strong and deep. They all seem shocked and leave the stage.
LANCE: Now that wasn't too bad was it?
JC: I have to admit it surprised me.
The camera roams around to find Justin in the corner by himself.
JUSTIN: (to himself) I be da baddest and I's takin' my parts back yo!
Backstage about to go on Nsync is putting on their spacesuits. chris is lying on a cot.
LANCE: Does managemenet know that Chris isn't performing tonight?
JC: I said I'll handle it dude back off!
LANCE: Alright, go ahead suit yourself, but I'm not catching any shit for this, YOu tell them!
JOEY: Who's parts am I singing again?
LANCE: I'm going on stage!
Lance pushes his way between Justin and Lance!
JUSTIN: bitch you betta watch yo step!
JC: Cool your shit Justin!
LANCE:(screams) I ain't no body's bitch you dick!
JOEY: What tha fah, did you just say Lance???
Lance stares at Joey with grave anger in his eyes.
*Management's voice will be like that of the grown-ups on Charlie Brown, ex(wah wamp,wamp)
The camera focuses in on the guys and shoots between them & the hyped-up crowd. The guys are just about to go on stage when their manager spots Chris in the corner alone. JC sees him going towards Chris and jumps in front of him. The camera zooms in on them. Their conversation is barely audible.
JOHNNY: Wah wamp wamp wah wamp wamp wamp.
JC: I can explain everything, after the concert. I made an executive decision and I will tell you all about it after the show.
JOHNNY: Wah wamp wamp wamp, wah wamp wamp wamp wamp.
JC: I understand sir, but I had to, there was no other choice.
JOHNNY: Wah wah!!
JC: Just trust me on this sir, have I ever let you down?
JOHNNY:(shakes finger at JC)Wah wah wamp wamp wah wah wamp!
JC:(nods head) Right! Bye!
The other guys are all suited up in their space suits and are ready. The crowd chants, "Nsync, Nsync, Nsync!!!" JC runs up to them, but not before checking on Chris, the camera is close behind. He shakes Chris and he rolls over & smiles at him.
JC: This show is for you Chris!
JUSTIN:(to Lance)Watch your step boy!
LANCE: Just watch, I'll be good, or in your terms.......Da bomb!
The guys: C'mon JC, hurry up!!
He joins them & they take the stage. The crowd goes wild, but they feel something is missing, after the first song they explain that Chris is very, very sick but his heart is with them. Lance does an exceptional job and all the while Justin has an attitude. They leave the stage for a costume change.
JUSTIN: This show sucks, Chris ain't here & this dude is screwin' up my shit!
LANCE: What's the matter Nappy Spice, can't handle the spotlight being off of you for more than a second?
Justin charges at Lance but he jumps out of the way & Justin bumps into Joey and falls down.
LANCE(screams): AAAhh, get away from me you freak!
JOEY: What tha fah??? Did someone throw something at me, cuz I felt somethin'.
JC: That was him(points at Justin) behaving foolishly, cool your shit Justin, leave Lance alone.
JUSTIN(gets up): I's sick of dis, he's gettin mad screams out there!!!
LANCE: It's only for 1 show dude, our next show is in 2 days, you can reclaim your throne then.
JUSTIN: Well I guess you gots a point, gimme love!(extends open arms)
JC smiles happily, Joey goes to give Justin a hug, but JC stops him. Lance, still skeptical of Justin's intentions, moves slowly towards him & when he's close enough Justin grabs him into a head lock. The camera temporarily loses focus after being kicked by an anonymous Sync foot. They struggle while foul language flows from their mouths. JC attempts to pull them apart while Joey stands there. Meanwhile Chris is feeling a little better and gets up. He is wearing a short bathrobe and no shoes. He wanders close to the stage & sees his mike on a table & picks it up.
Chris(taps the mike):Testing 1, 2, testing 1,2.
The audience is in a frenzy, Joey realizes JC needs help getting Lance & Justin away from each other & pulls them(including JC) apart effortlessly. They pause for a moment to hear Chris rapping, "Put Your Hands Where My Eyes Can See", by Busta Rhymes. The cameraman quickly runs towards the stage to catch Chris' solo! A vein on JC's head pops out & they scramble up and run on stage, Justin's wifebeater is torn apart & Lance has a wedgie that is showing and their stage make-up is all over JC's shirt. His perfect hair is all in his face & Joey, who went untouched, looks great. When they all get to the stage to see what the fuck Chris is doing, the notice how desheveled they are. The crowd gets semi-quiet and JC smiles faintly and gives a small wave. Lance notices that his undies are straight up the crack of his ass and turns beet red with embarrassment. Justin walks to the center of the stage where Chris is and forces the mike out of his hands. He looks down at his torn wifebeater and shrugs his shoulders & tears the rest of it off. The crowd goes wild with screams, enough so that a spotlight is shone on Justin & JC grabs Chris & him & Lance skedaddle off stage. Justin starts to sing "Nice & Slow" by Usher. Joey stands there for a minute, scratches his head & walks off stage.
JC: Chris, what on earth went through your mind?
CHRIS: I'm all better dude, chill out!
JOEY: Really Chris? Welcome back man, the band wasn't the same without you!
LANCE: Joe, we only sang a 1/2 hour without him, get a grip!
JC: Cut the small talk we gotta put some fresh clothes on before Justin is forced to strip down to his skivvies!
JOEY: Me too?
LANCE: Um, yeah why not Joey, this is a group effort.
CHRIS: Can I wear my FUBU jersey?
JC: Yeah, good thinking, that way when the lights go out we can grab Justin one & he can just throw it over his head!
The guys run & get changed and pass a local newpaper reporter who tells them they put on the best show he's ever seen. The reporter talks to the camera for a while. They head back to the stage in time for the intro to Giddy Up JC throws Justin his FUBU jersey, they take the stage & give one of the best performances ever! After the show they rush quickly to the tourbus.
JOHNNY: Wah wah wah wamp wamp.
JC: Thanx sir, it wasn't planned but ended up working out for the better!
JOHNNY: Wamp wamp, hahahahaha.
JC: Trust me, it will NEVER happen again.
JOEY:(to Chris): What is Johnny saying, how come only >
JC can understand him & shit?
CHRIS: Have you ever watched Charlie Brown?
JOEY: Yeah, so?
CHRIS: Well then you should be able to understand him then, duh!
JUSTIN: Don't nobody say nuttin' to me, I's degraded mahself out dere!
LANCE: You were rad man, you saved the show!
JUSTIN: I's sunk down to the Backstreet level!
JOEY: How? I didn't see you hump the stage!
JUSTIN: No, I's had to show my body off, I'm glad mah mama wasn't dere.
LANCE: It was an emergency dude, it's cool.
JC: Well guys, I am plum tuckered out, I'm hittin' the sack.
JOEY: I'm tired too, Chris will you tell me a story?
Chris nods and the bus glides off into the night.
THE END
JUSTIN: On the next Real World:
JC: What a beautiful day, I think I'll go for a walk.
JUSTIN: I'ma shoot me some hoops.
JOEY: I have a meeting today, oops I mean I'm going for a walk too.
CHRIS: Meeting? What's going on Joey?
LANCE:(to camera)We'll just have to keep an eye on him, now won't we.
The camera nods in agreeance.
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