The scene takes place at the Mexican Border. A flat meant to resemble the Berline Wall is in the center of the stage with a BORDER GUARD dressed in Communist regalia at the only "gate" in the flat. There are several people in line... including several Mexicans in sombreros and an AMERICAN TOURIST, wearing an extremely large-but-not-quite-large-enough white collared shirt and a raccoon skin hat.
[In Background]
COMMIE:
Papers, please! Do you have a green card?
*ad lib*
[Foreground]
A newcaster with microphone is talking into the camera:
NEWSCASTER:
Things are proceeding as planned here at the Mexo-American border. We haven't seen so many Mexicans trying to get over a wall in Texas since the siege at the Alamo... According to Uber-Sergeant Wiesler, there have been no reports of illegal immigrants crossing the border since the erection *suppresses a giggle* of this wall. It seems to be more effective at keeping the Mexicans out than the Alamo... God rest David Bowie's soul... I mean... Jimmy Dean! No, Jim Bowie and Davy Crockett!!! Motherf-*throws microphone down, which feedbacks - it is obvious that more has been said - it is just unable to be picked up*
*Newscaster exits angrily*
UBER-SERGEANT WIESLER: (In German accent to a Mexican trying to cross the border)
Do you speak English?
Mexican 1: (after a pause)
...No habla Espanol...!
[USW lets him pass]
UBER-SERGEANT WIESLER: (looking serious, dramatically)
Are YOU an illegal immigrant?!?
Mexican 2: (while making motions with his hands)
No... I am Indian... I am here to drive cab!
UBER-SERGEANT WIESLER:
I thought your kind was more into casinos than cab driving... still, to each his own... Nobody from my family ever thought I would be a jack-booted enforcer of a tyrannical regime, but just look at me now! At the boots! Look at how shiny they are! And how much noise they make! *performs a little jig*
*coughs* Um... you can go now.
WIESLER:
Passport, please!
AMERICAN 1: (obviously southern)
Here ya go!
WIESLER:
May I please see your green card?
AMERICAN:
But... I was born in America... I don't... need a green card!
WIESLER:
Your silly outfit does not fool me! I know you have at least three of your friends in that rediculous constume with you, at least two of which are named Jose! I want to see your green card!
AMERICAN: But you can see my trailor from here *points!* My sister's out on the porch with our two kids, Lynard Skynard and Jethro Tull!
In the background, Mexican 2 sneaks around behind Wiesler to a secret door in the gate, while Mexican 1 walks around to the front of the action...
WIESLER tases the American. It's an inspirational moment. Really. Totally life-changing.
MEXICAN 2:
You got served, hombre!
Shortly after this line, Wiesler turns around and sees the Mexicans crossing the wall.
WIESLER:
What is going on here?!?
MEXICAN 1 (holding a pinata):
Um... Chinese New Year?!?
WIESLER:
Carry on!
ALL MEXICANS (running joyously):
Ole!!!
Skit End.