which was supposed to be a bit more elaborate than what eventually appeared on
screen was when Evil Bill & Evil Ted trash Bill & Ted's
apartment. The Evil Robots were originally scripted to cause all kinds
of havoc in the abode, such as throwing Ted's fish down the garbage disposal
and tossing the boys' elderly landlady off the second story walkway and into
the swimming pool below. It was feared that kids might want to emulate
these actions and the more aggressive footage was dropped, leaving them just
playing basketball with their heads (something kids probably wouldn't be able
to copy even if they wanted to.) This is best seen in the Script
Variations (coming soon!) covering this scene.
from the scene better show the extent of the trashing that took place
(note the fishbowl on the counter to the right of Evil Ted . . . since the
fish is seen alive in the
bowl when Evil Bill is making the 'upside-down cake' in the kitchen in the
final film, we can
assume the cake bit replaced the fish-killing scene and that was never
Alex Winter and
Keanu Reeves alluded to these missing scenes in this
interview with MTV's The Big Picture:
storyboards also illustrate how this scene played out originally:
A small segment
of this extended scene was included in the novelization:
Bill and Ted
weren't the best housekeepers in the world. Evil Bill and Evil Ted were
even worse - - horrible, in fact. They were also totally into mindless
destruction, and while Good Bill and Good Ted had their faults, destroying for
destroying's sake was not one of them. Of course, they knew that once they
got the Wyld Stallyns off the ground, they would have to destroy a few thousand
dollars' worth of equipment whenever they played some live gigs in mega-arenas -
- the fans would expect it - - but that was in the future, when they could
With Evil Bill
and Evil Ted, on the other hand, it was not only their life's work, what they
had been totally programmed to do, but it was their hobby as well. Now,
having destroyed the relationship between Good Ted and Good Bill and the
princesses and murdering Bill and Ted into the bargain, Evil Bill and Evil Ted
were addressing themselves to the question of trashing Bill and Ted's
apartment. They were very good at it. Pros, you might say.
They had already
had a certain amount of fun tearing up what there was of Bill and Ted's meager
wardrobe, flushing smaller household items down the toilet and totally
scratching and smashing their prized collection of Aerosmith and Iron Maiden
records. The stereo and the TV were just smoking shells, the posters had
been stripped from the walls, the rug ripped up from the floor, the curtains
destroyed, the furniture hacked to splinters.
Evil Bill and
Evil Ted now turned to the kitchen and found that that was a very entertaining
venue, opening up many opportunities for creative and imaginative ways of
Ted threw open
the door of the refrigerator and yanked out a can of soda. He shook it
furiously and then fired a long stream of sticky liquid at Evil Bill.
thirsty, dude!" cackled Evil Ted.
look hungry!" yelled Evil Bill. He grabbed a handful of eggs from the
rack in the door of the refrigerator and pasted Evil Ted in the side of the head
with two of them.
Evil Ted squeezed some of the yolk from his hair. "And I know what
dude!" Evil Ted pulled out an aerosol can of whipped cream topping
and blasted away at Evil Bill. Cream, eggs and soda made the kitchen floor
sticky underfoot, and just for the heck of it, Evil Bill and Evil Ted pulled all
the food out of the refrigerator, tossed it to the ground and trampled it into
Then they turned
their attention to the kitchen cabinets, inventing, on the spur of the moment, a
new kind of basketball. Instead of using a ball, like normal people, or
even normal robots, they played with all the glassware Ė plates, glasses,
saucers -- that they found in the cabinets. True, you couldn't dribble a
plate Ė no bounce, right? -- but it did make for a very satisfying slam dunk.
You see, Bill and
Ted had a little indoor basketball net over their kitchen door, and sometimes,
when they had to have some very serious and deep conversation, they would sit at
their kitchen counter, talking about the Wyld Stallyns, their babes, their
future and other serious things, shooting a nerf ball at the hoop. It
helped them concentrate and it didn't do any harm.
That just wasn't
Evil Bill and Evil Ted's kind of game. Evil Ted had a big water glass in
his right hand, and he was backing in toward the basket, his left arm out to
keep Evil Bill out of the way. Evil Bill, for his part, was working hard
to block, in Evil Ted's face, trying to prevent the attacker from getting a look
at the basket.
dude," said Evil Bill, "you'll never get through my totally
non-heinous and most resplendent blocking."
Evil Ted powered in a few feet and hooked the glass at the basket. It
sailed through the air, end over end, whiffed through the basket and exploded
with a crash on the tile floor.
dude, that's all. My turn." He scooped up a dinner plate, faked
right, went left and blew by Evil Ted, leaped for the hoop and jammed, slamming
the plate to smithereens.
shoots! He scores!" yelled Evil Bill. "The man, er, robot
Evil Ted had an
armful of glasses, and he was standing about where he imagined the free throw
line to be, pitching them toward the basket. Not all of them swished - - a
couple of them just smashed against the kitchen wall, showering glass over
everything - - but most found their target and then shattered.
Evil Bill did his
best to help out, goaltending, tipping in a few of the rim shots. It
sounded as if it were raining broken glass in the wreckage of Bill and Ted's
demanded Evil Bill.
Evil Ted was
peering into the cupboards, rummaging around, throwing out cans and cereal
boxes, rifling the shelves, like a thief searching for hidden valuables.
over. We are totally out of dishes!"
They looked for a
moment over the extensive wreckage, smiles of satisfaction on their faces.
said Evil Bill. "It was fun while it lasted. I just wish those
other us's had more stuff to wreck."
didn't make all that much at Pretzels 'n' Cheese, dude."
"Yah, but I
wish we had spent more on decorating."
Later in the
novel is more destruction:
You had to hand it to De Nomolos - when
he built the Evil Bill and the Evil Ted, he certainly made exact copies of Good
Bill and Good Ted. He could have fixed it that his creations could play
the guitar a little better than the originals, but he didnít. Evil Ted
was wandering around the Good Bill and the Good Tedís now-totally-trashed
apartment, thundering away on Tedís guitar. Awful - really terrible -
music wailed, so loud it shook the windows and could have been heard five blocks
Evil Bill had to shout to make himself
heard on the phone. He was talking to Good Billís Uncle Milton, a
harmless soul who had always stuck up for his nephew. Uncle Milton was
shocked at what he was hearing.
"I never liked you, Uncle
Milton," said Bill venemously. "You were always, like, a total
pain in the neck."
"Bill," said Uncle
Milton. "I canít believe my ears."
"Well, believe Ďem, dude."
"You know Iím going to have to
talk to your father about this."
"Like I care, Uncle Milt.
Listen, just flake off, okay?"
Bill slammed down the phone. He
shouted over Tedís incredibly loud "music."
"Okay. I totally blew off
Good Billís Uncle Milton. And let me tell you, dude, it was fun. I
canít wait to do it again. Whoís next?"
Evil Ted stopped "playing"
for a moment. The silence was totally golden. "uh . . . what
about that teacher in high school? The dude who was nice to them . . . the
History-Social Studies-dude. Whatís his name?"
Evil Bill snapped his fingers.
"Good idea, Evil Ted. Ryan. Mr. Ryan would be totally blown
away to hear from us." Evil Bill snatched up the phone and quickly
punched in a number.
Mr. Ryan answered on the first
ring. "Hello, Mr. Ryan?" said Evil Bill. "Bill S.
"Howís it going, Bill? I
hear you and Ted made it into the Battle of the - "
"You stink, dude," said Bill,
cutting him off.
"What? What did you
"You heard me." Bill slammed
down the receiver. "That was one surprised dude, dude."
Ted unhooked his guitar and flung it
away. It fell with a wild, howling jangle as it slid strings across the
floor. "Cool . . . " observed Ted. "Now, letís do
something else totally bad."
"Yah," said Evil Bill.
"But like what?" He counted off every evil thing they had done
so far. "We killed them already."
"And most resplendently loogied
them, donít forget," put in Evil Ted.
"Yah. And we trashed their
apartment and messed things up with the princesses. And totally wrecked
their relationships with their family and friends. Letís do something
else totally heinous."
Evil Tedís eyes lit up. "I
know! Letís get them in trouble for insider trading!"
"We donít got the time,
dude. De Nomolos wants us to nab the females and get to the concert."
Evil Ted looked very disappointed.
" Awww . . . It would be so triumphant."
"Look - I tell you what. Weíll
take the Porsche and cause trouble on the freeway."
Evil Bill thought for a moment.
"Like driving slow in the fast lane."
"Insider trading would be more
"Gotta improvise, dude."
This scene was
only mentioned on the Pro Set trading cards, although they did
include a picture of Evil Bill trashing music which isn't in the movie: