Wine Mama (102) Earth Auctions-Epilogue

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2014

WINE MAMA (102)

EARTH AUCTIONS-EPILOGUE

INT: MODESTO CIVIC CENTER-SATURDAY A.M.

STAFF IS TAKING CARE OF LAST MINUTE DETAILS, SCURRYING ALL AROUND, CHECKING PROJECTOR, GETTING REFRESHMENTS READY

BIDDERS ARE STARTING TO SHOW UP IN PARKING LOT, LIMOS PULLING UP FROM AIRPORT

BRYAN SITTING IN HIS VAN GOING THROUGH FINANCIAL PAPERWORK

SANDY FINALLY PULLS UP NEXT TO HIM IN RANGE ROVER


SANDY CLIMBING INTO VAN LOOKING MAD

"Well, the old ladies just weren't going to budge...damn near offered them eight and a half and they couldn't make up their minds!"


BRYAN

"So, it's on with the auction...that property needs a lot of work, so it's not like it's going to be posted first...but let's go in and get seated, I don't even know what we're going to get here...but if it's not a battle, I would really be surprised!"


SANDY

"The only thing I know is that I gave it my best shot...Nancy and Rosy are two tough gals...but for some reason, I don't really think they they really cared about what was going to happen!"


BRYAN

"Well, face it...what are they like ninety-three, I mean they've lived a good life...come on, let's go in before all the good seats are taken..."

WALKING IN YOU CAN SEE ALL THE USUAL SUBJECTS SITTING DOWN IN THE MIDDLE, GOOGLE'S ERIC SCHMIDT, ORACLE'S RON ZIMMERMAN, WAL-MART'S BILL WALDEN

THE AUCTIONEER APPROACHES THE PODIUM


JAMES PALEN (AUCTIONEER)

"Good morning ladies and gentlemen and welcome to the two-thousand fourteen annual Modesto Earth Auction...we ask that you pay close attention to the video monitors and the read through your prospectus thoroughly before making offers or bidding...please enjoy the wine and our home made cheese and crackers as they are now being distributed throughout the facility...good luck to all the bidders!"

VIDEO SCREEN LIGHTS UP WITH FIRST OFFERING, SHOWING PROPERTY, BARN, AND PONDS


PALEN

"This is the the Clark's Vineyard of the the Clark Family Trust at one fifty-two Closter Road on eighty-five acres, complete with a lovely three bedroom ranch house, a large barn, and two duck ponds, the assessed valuation is three point five million, we will start the bidding at three hundred and fifty thousand, do I hear three fifty....abba, abba, abba...abba!"

COUPLE RAISES HAND

PALEN

"Do I hear four hundred...abba, abba, abba...."

(10 MINUTES LATER)

PALEN

"Okay, I'm showing four million five hundred thousand...going once, going twice, sold to bidder twenty-two, believe that's Mister Walden there sir, congratulations, please go see the treasurer, thank you sir!"


BILL WALDEN (COMMENTING TO RON ZIMMERMAN IN NEXT ROW)

"What's wrong Zimmerman, got ants in your pants...you weren't even trying old boy!"


ZIMMERMAN LOOKING AWAY

"We just got here...haven't even got a pint down yet...go play in your duck pond and leave me alone, Mister China-crap!"


PALEN

"Okay, for our next offering we have the Annebel Vineyard of the Smith Family Trust at twenty-seven fifty Lancaster Road...it's one hundred and ten acres, a three bedroom house, with it's own mash barn, with a stream going through the back...very lovely...the property has assessed valuation of five million, let's start the bidding at five hundred thousand...abba, abba, abba, do I have six, abba, abba, abba, do I have eight...

(10 Minutes Later)


"Okay, at four million five hundred thousand, do I hear four-eight...okay abba, abba, abba, four-eight going once, going twice, sold to Mister Zimmerman...commonly known as Mister Malibu around these parts, congratulations...please go see the treasurer, thank you!

ZIMMERMAN STANDING UP, TRYING TO GET HIS BALANCE, STICKING HIS TONGUE OUT AT BILL WALDEN


PALEN

"The next property is the Peterson Vineyard of Homer Industries Venture Capital at sixty-five thirty-seven Condor Drive...this property has no housing other than two processing barns, however it sits on one-hundred and eighty acres and has it's on well and pond, the assessment is at six million, let's start the bidding at six hundred thousand dollars...abba, abba, abba, do I have six?"

(15 Minutes Later)

PALEN

"Going once, going twice, and sold for the unprecedented amount of seven-million five-hundred thousand dollars to the proud Eric Schmidt of the Google fame, congratulations sir on your acquisition...and if I might say so...that was quite a war with the bidding there, very entertaining, please go see the treasurer, and thank you!"


ERIC SCHMIDT TO ZIMMERMAN

"Well, look at it this way, we've got one a piece...how many on this docket?"


ZIMMERMAN

"Looks like eight...hey look at this shit...it's the Cashman Vineyard's, wonder what the hell he's putting it up for auction for?"


SCHMIDT

"That is curious, maybe the wine business wasn't his cup of tea...all I know is that I'm going to beat your ass when this thing comes up...even if it is just for the memory of Cyncle...I sure miss the old boy...really do...got nobody to slap around anymore!"

(45 Minutes Later)

THEY FINALLY COME TO NUMBER SEVEN


PALEN

"And now for our seventh property, the Cashman Vineyards offered by the Gatortail Trust, and we've seen this before, this lovely quaint property  located at three thirty seven Hammer Road sits on thirty-five acres, is fully developed with a two bedroom house, a large barn, and a running stream in the rear...the appraisal is one point two million dollars...so let's start the bidding at one hundred and twenty thousand shall we...abba, abba, abba, abba?"

(20 Minutes Later)

ZIMMERMAN, SCHMIDT, AND WALDEN ALL ROLLING AROUND ON FLOOR

TRYING TO PUNCH ONE ANOTHER

CHAIRS TURNED OVER, SNACK TRAYS SPILLED ALL OVER


PALEN TRYING TO ESTABLISH ORDER

"Gentlemen, gentlemen, I will not have you conducting yourself's in this manner...security please take these men out immediately!"

THEY ALL STAND UP, SHAKING THEMSELVES OFF
AS SECURITY USHERS THEM OUT OF THE BUILDING


COUPLE IN THE BACK HOLD UP THEIR BID SIGN


PALEN ACKNOWLEDGES THEM

"Terribly sorry you had to witness that ladies and gentlemen, but tempers fly when the bidding gets fervent and out of control, but it's happened and now let's move along shall we...now yes, I believe the nice couple in the back row had the last bid of twelve-million five-hundred thousand dollars...this is amazing for this little piece of property...however the bids are in and I have informed the treasurer that these three men who were just escorted out are here-by disqualified from doing anymore business here today, so I have twelve-million five hundred thousand going to bidder six forty two, going once, going twice, sold...congratulations, and thank you...please go see the treasurer...what a lovely couple there!"


BRYAN

"And just like that...we are without vineyard?"


SANDY

"Well, our moment is here or it isn't...this should be interesting whatever happens!"


BRYAN

"I think I'm gonna be sick..."


PALEN

"And finally, we come to our final offering today...this is the Wyler's Vineyard, owned by two of our most accomplished and acclaimed senior citizens, Nancy and Rosy Wyler of Modesto...this property is at ninety-two Page Place with an impressive two hundred and eighty-acres, a three bedroom house, two barns, a well, a stream, and three duck ponds...although it's in somewhat disrepair...it has much potential for those who wish to put the effort into bringing it back to it's former beauty and charm...the property has an assessment of ten million, let's start the bidding at one million dollars...abba, abba, abba..." 


BRYAN (HOLDING UP SIGN)

"Well, here goes nothing..."

(15 Minutes Later)


A BIDDING WAR HAS STARTED BETWEEN BRYAN AND SOME INVESTOR FROM CHINA, BRYAN'S GETTING NERVOUS

"Sandy, we can't keep going like this, anything over twelve and we're screwed...got any ideas?"


SANDY

"We could sneak out the back way...but I don't think we could wash enough dishes to cover this shit!"


PALEN

"Okay, I've got twelve million dollars, to bidder five sixty three from China I believe, do I hear thirteen, going once, going twice..."

BRYAN ACCIDENTALLY SNEEZES, CAUSING BID SIGN TO FLIP


PALEN CALLS HIS BID UP

"And there you go Mister Cashman, I have thirteen million called, do I hear thirteen five?"

CHINESE MAN THROWS DOWN SIGN AND WALKS OUT CURSING


PALEN

"So, I've got thirteen million showing on bidder two-twenty seven, going once, going twice, sold...thank you sir...that's quite acquisition you made there, congratulations, and thank you, please go see the treasurer...okay ladies and gentlemen, that will do it for this year's Earth Auction, thank you for coming and congratulations to all that participated, thank you again for coming out, and please have a joyous California afternoon, good-bye!

EVERYBODY CLAPPING, GETTING UP AND LEAVING

SANDY AND BRYAN JUST STARING AT EACH OTHER

TREASURER STARING OVER AT THEM WITH TWO BODY GUARDS ON THE SIDE


BRYAN

"What do we do, we can't just run out of here?"


SANDY

"I think I'm the one getting sick...we're a whole million short...this sucks!"

SUDDENLY THROUGH THE CROWDS FOUR MEN START WALKING UP 

BRYAN STARTS TO SMILE AS HE REALIZES IT'S CAPTAIN FRANKS WITH ARTHUR KNIGHT FROM SEATTLE, AND JAMES CANNON, WITH PHILIP FLORES FROM LOS ANGELES

CAPTAIN FRANKS

"Had a feeling you were going to bite off more than you could chew...just a hunch!"


ARTHUR KNIGHT

"Couldn't just have a nice little vineyard like everybody else on the block...nope, not you!"


JAMES CANNON

"I heard about the size of this place and I figured you might need a little help with getting this thing off the ground, so we bare gifts..."


PHILLIP FLORES

"For all the time you help me get Beefy and Porky's off the ground, you so helpful when I doubted it would ever work..."


BRYAN

"So,  what gifts?"


CAPTAIN FRANKS

"We pooled together two hundred and fifty thousand a piece...so that should..."


JAMES CANNON

"Tide you over till you start kicking ass on the wine dude...better be good?"


ARTHUR KNIGHT

"Even if we do have to wait two years, I swear...I'll come back and sleep in your barn again!"


SANDY

"Wow guys, your the best...thank you so much...friends for life!

EVERYBODY HUGS AS THEY WALK OVER TO SETTLE WITH THE CASHIER

(1 HOUR LATER)

AS THEY WALK OUT IN THE PARKING LOT THEY SEE TWO OLD LADIES SITTING ON SOME LUGGAGE

IT'S NANCY AND ROSY WYLER


SANDY

"Hey guys, we got the vineyard...but it was close!"


NANCY WYLER

"I know, but it was meant to be...it couldn't have went to a nicer couple..."


BRYAN

"So, what are you going to do now?"


ROSY

"I guess, if you don't mind you could take us to the old folk's home, we heard you talking...so we got to thinking that you kids had a good idea!"


NANCY

"Yea, when she turns that hearing aid up, she can hear the grass growing from a block away!

BOTH LADIES LAUGHING


SANDY

"Well, what old folk's home did you have in mind?"


ROSY

"The one we just bought...we like to entertain our friends...so it's perfect cause..."


NANCY

"They're all over there anyway..."


ROSY

"But, we like to get paid too!"


NANCY

"Yea, that old folk's business is quite the racket...we're gonna kill with this one!"

(1 HOUR LATER)

AFTER DROPPING OFF ROSY AND NANCY AT THEIR NEWLY ACQUIRED OLD FOLK'S HOME, SANDY AND BRYAN START TO HEAD BACK TO BRYAN'S HOUSE


SANDY

"Boy...I didn't see that coming?"


BRYAN

"Me neither...but then when you think about it, I never saw you coming?"


SANDY

"Well, look at you...you just fell into my life...out of no where!"


BRYAN

"Well, I'm just glad this all worked out!


SANDY

"Hey, I was thinking...you think we could coax the Bear's into coming out and hanging out at the new place?"


BRYAN

"You and those Bear's, I swear!"


SANDY

"Well, it couldn't hurt to ask...you never know?"


BRYAN

Look, leave the Bear's alone, they'll come if they want to..."


SANDY

"Yea, I could see it now, we could build them a Bear cave, get them some honey bee hives, some berry bushes, give them names..."


BRYAN

Sandy, I've got a better idea...why don't we go practice starting a family...you in?"


SANDY (SMILING)

"Now your talking Mister Cashman...are you in?"


BRYAN

"I'm always in for that...always!"



THE END

Wine Mama (101) Back To Earth

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2014

WINE MAMA (101)

BACK TO EARTH

INT: GATORTAIL RESTAURANT-BRYAN'S OFFICE-THURSDAY-10 A.M.

AFTER WORKING THROUGH THE BOOKS, DEED TITLES, LICENCES, PERMITS, INSURANCE, AND ACCOUNT BALANCES, BRYAN AND SANDY DECIDE TO MAKE THE TOUGH CHOICES ABOUT NEW PROPERTY

BRYAN

"Well girl, I had these two properties I was looking at over in Napa, but it's sure going to be a stretch with all the traveling about...did you come up with anything?"

SANDY

"Actually, I came up with two over in Arcadia, but this one...ah the Bryer's Vineyard which is about a hundred and thirty acres, has a four bedroom house and three ponds, and a little processing area for dethatching, plus a barn, windmills and solar cells for the sub-systems...all for the price of...drum roll please...boom, I don't have a clue!

BRYAN

"What...what's the point if you don't have some round numbers...you know Sandy...we have some money, but not Zimmerman money where you can willy-nilly just walk up and buy half of Malibu before lunch...we have to be a little bit more conservative here!"

SANDY

"Well, this one has some problems with upkeep, never was an all primary vine, had more of with a mix of floral and crops, lots of poorly managed rotation, it just all went to shit!"

BRYAN

"Nobody cared...that's what happens when your neglected...is it occupied, what's the status? 

SANDY

"It's being processed kind of the same way mine was...in fact almost exactly like mine was, how spooky is that...like a whole bunch of penalties and late dues, taxes, and some instrument liens, so it's like one of those properties that's more trouble than it's worth to bid on...I was right there, too!"

BRYAN

"And then I had to come along and rub your face in it, huh?"

SANDY

"Babe, it was overwhelming to me, the whole mess, then my steed in shining armor shows up, but how was I to know you were real, I didn't have a freakin clue what your intentions were...come to think about it...I still don't...you were being honorable with me at the time, weren't you?"

BRYAN

"Oh, for crying out loud Girl, you know I was playing it straight, well except for the part of  claiming that I was your late husband, you drank a lot, and just came out of a mental facility...no I was completely coherent of my intentions...now get it off your mind...I'm done with all this guilt trip shit!"

SANDY

"Yea, I guess I was a basket case, so you had to do something?"

BRYAN

"Well, look at it this way, when you weren't playing along, I had to take it to the next level, and pretty quick too, cause she never would have accepted my check if she had even a minute longer to back-check my references...I mean once it's posted, the deed is recorded, and unless the you had fallen over dead or something, I think you played it as about as well as anyone...I was so proud you didn't blow it for me!"

SANDY

"So, what would of happened if I did blow it for you?"

BRYAN

"I would have been left with an eight-hundred and fifty thousand dollar piece of ass...I mean your a quality woman and everything, but one must draw the line somewhere!"

SANDY

"I've heard of men paying millions to be with a girl like me for a weekend!"

BRYAN

"And I'm sure they're really quality gentlemen, too...but I tell you what, if we get down to crunch time with making an offer, and we are running a little short...I guess you know what you have to do?"

SANDY

"What's that?"

BRYAN

"Put an ad in Craig's List, maybe the Backpages...get busy with these wealthy weekenders...I'll forgive you...after all, it is all about the property when it comes down to it...I am trying to create a dominating controlling wine empire here, I take no prisoners..."

SANDY (LAUGHING)

"That's probably the most accurate thing you've said all morning, how can either one of us take any prisoners..."

BRYAN

"I know where your going, you can't take prisoners if they're all dead...we don't even give them a chance."

SANDY

"Like look, we know what your intentions are, so either let my Bear's just eat you now, or maybe some of your comrades will come around and just shoot you...and they're like, do I have any other options..and smile politely and say "No", now bring on the Bears...the poor Dear's haven't eaten all day!"

BRYAN

"So, what's the game plan, assuming you have one?"

SANDY

"It's currently in foreclosure with the Bryer's Family Trust, and there appears to be two old ladies controlling what's left of it...so we make them a private offer and tell them that we will be good stewards while we show them a nice old folk's home to move in to, said and done!"

BRYAN

"Boy...and I thought I could be cold...man that has deceit written all over it?"

SANDY

"Well, we take no prisoners right...what did you think I was going to say?"

BRYAN

"Well, our total assets are just around six million, I have a line of credit for about two and half so that comes to about eight and a half, is that the way you want to play this?"

SANDY

"So we wait for the Auction and take our chances with all the usual vultures that show up to the slaughter?"

BRYAN

"Yep, looks like we try the offer idea first, then if that doesn't get any results, it's back to Earth we go...Earth Auctions here we come..."

SANDY

"With bells on our toes, you don't think they'll see us coming?"

BRYAN

"From about a mile away...but hey, who gives a crap...they're all snakes anyway...might as well join the party!"

SANDY

"I'll contact the Breyer's...they look to be sisters...ah Nancy and Rosa Bryer of Modesto, lived here most their life's, and are both at the tender age of ninety-two, yikes...maybe you were right?"

BRYAN

"About what?"

SANDY

"Picking them out a nice old folk's home to go to..."

BRYAN

"And if I'm right, we might end up giving them a ride over there, too!

SANDY

"Yea, just dropping them off with their suitcases...okay, see ya!"

BRYAN (LAUGHING)

"Oh man...we are so bad, I swear!"

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Wine Mama (100) Higher Ground

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2014

WINE MAMA (100)

HIGHER GROUND

INT: GATORTAIL RESTAURANT-KITCHEN-FRIDAY-8 A.M.

BRIAN AND SANDY RUNNING THE KITCHEN FOR THE NEXT THREE DAYS WHILE JOHN (HEAD COOK AND GENERAL MANAGER) AND HIS ASSISTANT AMANDA GET MARRIED

THIS IS THEY'RE FIRST TIME THEY'VE WORKED TOGETHER FOR OVER A YEAR

BRYAN PUTTING TOMATOES INTO JAMBALAYA, SANDY DEVEINING SHRIMP

JOHN AND AMANDA DROP IN ON THE KITCHEN COUPLE

BRYAN

"Hey Love birds...what's the visit for, thought you'd be doing a little sleeping in?"

JOHN

"No, we check up on you, make sure you don't tear up kitchen...we try you out for a couple of days...see if you work out, give you bus fair to leave town!"

SANDY HOLDING KNIFE BACKWARDS

"Yea, see this...I can't seem to cut anything with this crappy old knife, it just keeps making my hand bleed!"

JOHN

"Do like I do...just throw it at the food...it cut by itself!"

AMANDA

"I'm so nervous, we have like everybody coming in today...haven't seen some of my relatives in years, hope I hold up..."

JOHN

"My relatives take crazy Mexican bus over here, and like Cheech and Chong take immigration bus back home for free!"

BRYAN HANDING JOHN A GIFT

"Here's something for your wedding...it's a six-pack of condoms, some k-y jelly, and a bun warmer...so when you get a bun in the oven..."

SANDY

"You can keep it warm...I want to see lot's of baby's, too...whole gang of them!" 

JOHN

"Yea, how come you two ain't got a bun to keep warm...you go at it like Bunny's on crack?"

BRYAN

"Right before I peak, I hold my breath!"

AMANDA

"How does that work?"

SANDY

"It actually doesn't...it's just the response he gets when I squeeze his balls!"

JOHN

"So, you two going to be okay by yourselves, you not burn the sauce, scorch Gator...make sure to turn flame off when you through, save Bossy man from yelling about you wasting money!"

BRYAN

"I think we'll work out..."

SANDY

"Yea, thanks for dropping by though...now go out there and make headlines you two!"

EVERYBODY HUGGING

SAYING GOOD BYE AND LEAVING

AS THEY LEAVE, SANDY AND BRYAN TURN TO EACH OTHER AND EMBRACE

BRYAN

"You know, we are indeed blessed..."

SANDY

"You bet...the Higher Power has pushed forth and has blessed us in more ways than I can count.

BOTH GETTING BACK TO THEIR KITCHEN PREP

BRYAN

"I still can't believe you won all that money..."

SANDY

"Almost a million dollars...like nine hundred and fifty....

BRYAN

"And after taxes?"

SANDY

"About nine dollars and fifty cents!"

BRYAN

"So what you feel like doing for next year's harvest?"

SANDY

"I don't know why your asking me, your the big he-man around here, the one who must conquer, no one dare not stand in your way or you will crush them...I dunno sweetie, what are you getting at?"

BRYAN

"What do you think about picking up some more acreage?"

SANDY

"I'm way ahead on that kind of thinking...I checked with your illustrious attorney friend and he said that we could get a pretty healthy tax break if it was our primary residence, too!

BRYAN

"Is the Port license transferable...I mean it is Grandfathered in from your inheritance?"

SANDY

"According to him, and these crazy assed California production rules, it's all or not...or naught as you like to say...you can transfer it in whole to a specific property assuming the title originates from the same family, no...you can't split it, leave it behind, or give it to someone else!"

BRYAN

"What if something happens to you...like a rabid Squirrel gets you and tries to knaw your nipples off or a deranged Gopher tries to climb into your Bush and refuses to leave...it could happen?"

SANDY

"You know, with all the shit that has happened in the last couple of years...nothing surprises me Mister Cashman...but to answer the question, doctrines and titles of that sort are all considered community property...just like you!"

BRYAN

"What's like me?"

SANDY

"Your my community property...if I get greedy and want you offed, like if you stop putting out, performing seconds,  or you really piss me off and change deodorants, or something, then I'll have plenty of reserve cash to pay the hit-man for his services!" 

BRYAN

"I could have the security Bear's just eat you!"

SANDY

"I could talk John into making you into a meat loaf!"

BRYAN

"We don't even serve meat loaf..."

SANDY

"It would be a special...remember the Gator egg omelets...all I'd have to say is Gator loaf and the customers would come a running...eat every little piece of you...not a crumb left either!

BRYAN

"Why, I would put you in a grinder, with some flour, baking soda, and some confectioners sugar and bake your ass up into little sweet bread sticks that looked like mini Gator tails..."

SANDY

"Oh yea...well what would you call those?"

BRYAN

  Randy Sandy's...I'd even over work the dough, just to piss you off!"

THEY START WRESTLING AND SOON TURN OVER A POT OF BROTH ONTO THE FLOOR 

DIANA, ONE OF THE WAITRESSES COMES IN

"Hey kids, everything all right in here...let's not tear the place up till the boss gets back!"

SANDY LAUGHING

"But Diana...he wants to turn me into cookies!"

BRYAN

"She's threatening to turn me into a meat loaf...

DIANA

"I think you two need to get a room...but seriously...we're open till ten tonight, and you are the principal cooks...so do all the wait staff a favor, you don't have to like each other, just tolerate,  try to cook well and be timely with the orders, unlike you, we work on tips...this is how we eat, so above all else...at least pretend to be happy...please?"

BRYAN AND SANDY TOGETHER

"Yess....Maam!"

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Wine Mama (99) Blue Ribbon Girl

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2014

WINE MAMA (99)

BLUE RIBBON GIRL

INT: GATORTAIL RESTAURANT-BRYAN'S OFFICE-8 A.M.

BRYAN GOING OVER PREVIOUS DAY RECEIPTS WHEN JOHN (HIS GENERAL MANAGER) COMES IN THE OFFICE

JOHN

"What's up Boss, we doing good again...we sell out of the Gator Gumbo, big hit!"

BRYAN (LAUGHING)

"Yea, that stuff is a little bit addicting...saw a baby sucking it off his Mom's finger, that was crazy, big ass smile and everything...so what's ya got?"

JOHN

"Wedding next week, we just want to get this over with before bun pops into oven or something...can't take chances on letting down tradition of Church, so we do a little wedding at Our Lady of Promise down the street, just get it done..."

BRYAN

"Yea for you, this is probably the best thing for everyone, hate to see you walking around with blue balls, it's just not right!"


JOHN

"No they not blue, just lonely...looking for Love...so where Miss Sandy today?"


BRYAN

"She just left the wine competition in San Francisco...cleaned up on some more blue ribbons over there, and she should already be rapping up at the Los Angeles International competition, and heading back finally over here...I figure if I can keep her within the boundaries of the United States, we should be able to see her once in a while!"


JOHN

"You running out of wine yet...your going to have to buy other wine and stick your label on it?"


BRYAN

"Yea, it's down to fifty two cases...that's not going to last more than a month...I mean I would like to keep the rest as our custom house wine, but then people will want to take some home...I'm not sure what's going to happen...so when did you say the wedding was?"


JOHN

"It for Friday evening, you say Miss Sandy and you watch Gatortail over weekend, we Honeymoon in Santa Barbara...not too far away!"


BRYAN

"Wow, aren't we getting fancy...staying at one of those coastal resorts...what?"


JOHN

"No, stay at cousins trailer park off the Five...it nice though, Glenda meet new friends, we have fun there!"


BRYAN

"Well, that's what counts...I wish you both all the best...and don't worry, Sandy and me will try not to tear up your kitchen too badly!


JOHN

"Probably be fun for you two to get together and work in kitchen...you grow close again!


SANDY CALLING ON BRYAN'S CELL PHONE

"Hey Big Boy, how ya doing...you miss me?"


BRYAN

"Hell yea...all lonely, playing with myself all day...and John's no fun, he just stares and giggles...speaking of John, they're getting married on Friday, and you and me are working the kitchen...how's that?"


SANDY

"Oh, I'm so happy for them...hope they save us some cake...well I guess you want to know the results, huh?"


BRYAN

"Well yea...you could say that I'm a little curious?"


SANDY

Got two Blues like I said in San Francisco, but got a Blue for best new product, but a Silver in Vodka, that crazy idiot that keeps hitting on me from Quebec...well let's just say...he's got his fan base down here!


BRYAN

"I tell you what, if he's ever lays a hand I'm going to let him meet our security Bears!"


SANDY

"He's harmless, just looks and tries to smell me...bet his pecker doesn't even work anymore...so I gotat get off the phone before the Highway Patrol takes me off the road here...see ya in about three or so?"


BRYAN

"Did you win some more money...what is your net worth now my Queen of the Grape?"


SANDY

"Hell yeah I won some money...tell you what...I'll let you try to figure it out...in the mean time, I'll buy you a toy, gotta go...Love you!"


BRYAN

"Sandy, Sandy...hello?"


JOHN

"So, she did good, yes?"


BRYAN

"Seems to of...you know, she lives for this shit...she's got all these people eating out of her hands...like a natural marketing genius who never took a lick of a sales course, just pull up a chair to a total stranger and close the deal!"


JOHN

"The way you tell it...you both have different kinds of gifts!"


BRYAN

"What you mean different?"


JOHN

"She marketing genius, you just stubborn..."


BRYAN (LAUGHING)

"Yea, you do have a point there, like some convoluted form of teamwork!"

(4 Hours Later)

SANDY PULLS INTO DRIVEWAY

COMES RUNNING BAREFOOT WEARING A SUN DRESS AND A CLIPPERS HAT

BRYAN AND SANDY HUG AND KISS


BRYAN

"Hey, where's my toy?"


SANDY REACHES DOWN GENTLY WITH HER HAND, SLOWLY PULLING UP HER DRESS EXPOSING A SHAVED BUSH-BUSH

"Just for...you!"

BRYAN SCOOPING HER UP AND RUNNING HER UP THE STAIRS WHERE THEY FALL TO THE FLOOR IN A TANGLED EMBRACE


BRYAN

"Must try out new toy now!"


SANDY

"Yea, there ya go...see if it fits..."




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Wine Mama (98) Taste The Wine

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2014

WINE MAMA (98)

TASTE THE WINE

INT: BRYAN AND SANDY'S HOUSE-LIVING ROOM-FRIDAY-7 A.M.

SANDY IS RUNNING BACK AND FORTH TO THE BEDROOM AND BACK AGAIN TRYING TO FIGURE OUT WHAT SHE WANTS TO BRING AND WHAT TO WEAR TO THE MODESTO WINE COMPETITION SHE HAS ENTERED "WINE MAMA" IN

BRYAN READING THE MORNING NEWS ON HIS LAPTOP, JUST SHAKING HIS HEAD

BRYAN

"I'm not sure if your making any progress...but whatever it is your doing...your getting quite the workout...wearing me out just watching you!"

SANDY

"Well, it's the first time I've ever done one of these...can't figure dress, skirt, heels, flats...so I'm kinda taking a sampler, till I figure out what works!"

BRYAN

"I'm sure you'll have the right combination...shit, you'd look good in a potato sack!"

SANDY

"You think I should bring one...you know, just in case?"

BRYAN

"Sure, why not...might start a fashion trend...I think I have one out in the barn..."

SANDY

"Speaking of which, I need you to pack a case of Wine Mama in the Rover...ya mind?"

BRYAN

"No problem...you know we've only got about eighty-two cases left...and that my Dear, is it!"

SANDY

"That's amazing...we didn't even do any discounts or nothing, lot's of reorders right here in town...and to think we almost came up empty...really a blessing, that's all I can say!"

(1 Hour Later)

SANDY HAS PACKED UP HER RANGE ROVER AND IS LEAVING FOR SONOMA

BRIAN GIVING HER A HUG AND SENDING HER ON HER WAY


BRIAN

"Well, my fetching hot Salesgirl...don't come back without a trophy, I'll be watching the competition on the video feed, so smile and blow me a kiss for the camera!"


SANDY

"I'll see what I can do...if all else fails I'll just have to do what comes natural..."


BRIAN

"What's that?"


SANDY

"Seduce all the judges!"


BRIAN

"Get out of here, before I make you stay home, bye!"

(2 Hours Later)

SANDY ARRIVES AT THE MARRIOTT SONOMA HOTEL AND IS SOON SETTLED INTO HER ROOM

THERE ARE ALREADY FLOWERS ON HER TABLE AND SEVERAL OFFERS TO MEET OTHER VINEYARD OPERATIONS FOR DINNER

SHE DECIDES TO JUST DO THE ROOM SERVICE AND ORDER A BOTTLE OF "WINE MAMA", JUST FOR THE HELL OF IT

(Next Morning)

SHOWING UP AT THE CONVENTION CENTER, THE PLACE IS A BUZZ WITH VETERANS AND FIRST TIME HOPEFULS

EVERYONE IN THE COMPETITION HAVE ALREADY ENTERED THE REQUIRED THREE BOTTLE FOR TASTING AND JUDGING

SANDY SITS IN THE FRONT WITH A BADGE CREDENTIAL LISTING HER AS BEING A FIRST TIMER

(3 Hours Later)

SANDY MAKES CHIT-CHAT WITH ANOTHER LADY FROM SILKWOOD CELLARS


SANDY

"So, my husband wanted to try his hand at making Port Vodka...just about killed us getting it together..."


MARGE (SILKWOOD CELLARS PROMOTIONAL MANAGER)

"We have been really lucky with our vintages...this year we entered our Chardonnay Syrah Wine...very nice balance...be careful at the man over there, see how he's looking?"


SANDY LOOKS OVER, SEEING A RATHER DAPPER OLDER MAN TOASTING HIS GLASS TOWARD HER

"What the hell does he want?"


MARGE

"Probably a piece of ass...no that's Nicolas Duvernois from Quebec...wins the Vodka Master competition every year I've been coming, like six in a row...he does a very high high quality red!"


SANDY

"Really, but is it Port Vodka?"


MARGE

"No, it's an after blend, why what's your technique?"


SANDY

"We ferment it then distill it...it's the real deal!

(1 Hour Later)

THE LEAD JUDGE COMES TO THE PODIUM AND STARTS MAKING ANNOUNCEMENTS


LARRY SAWYERS (LEAD JUDGE"

"Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you all for coming out on such a lovely day in Sonoma...we would also like to thank all the contestants for their amazing talents, their skills, and their Love for the craft...of taking those remarkable extra steps which set them apart from the rest...I'm now ready to announce the winners of the Merlot competition, and once again we find the Silver going to Charbay Wineyards and the Gold to the true veterans Carlo Rossi...congratulations to all the entrants!

EVERYBODY CLAPPING

THEY FINALLY GET TO THE CHARDONNAY'S WHERE SILKWOOD CELLARS PICKS UP THE GOLD

MARGE GOES UP TO THANK THE JUDGES, BRINGS HER CHECK AND TROPHY BACK TO THE TABLE WHERE SANDY IS SITTING


MARGE

"Well, that was a good days work...just make the boss look good...he kicks me back a little on Christmas...man's a trip!"

LARRY SAWYERS

"And finally, we have a rather unusual entry, that we have been blessed with to close out the festivities today...rather distinctive first time effort in creating a whole new classification of spirits with the warm charm of a great Port...so without any further ado I would like to give a double Gold for the new the new product category and best in taste, flavor, quality, and might I say "kick"...since it is also one-hundred proof to boot to Wine Mama of Cashman Vineyards of Modesto, California...and I believe the lovely Sandy Cashman is here to receive her trophies and some well deserved gratuities...ah Miss Cashman?"


SANDY WALKING UP TO MIKE, CLEARING HER THROAT

"Thank you to the wonderful management for putting together such a marvelous event today, to the blessings of the judges, and to all of you who believe in following a dream, thank you!

EVERYBODY STANDING UP CLAPPING AS SANDY GOES BACK TO THE TABLE


MARGE IS STANDING AND CLAPPING WITH NICOLAS DUVERNOIS OF QUEBEC STANDING BY HER SIDE

SANDY APPROACHES AS NICHOLAS TAKES HER HAND AND KISSES IT

"Miss Cashman, I'm Nicolas Duvernois of Canada...how nice to make your acquaintance...I have heard a great deal about what a struggle it was to get this project off the ground...congratulations on your efforts!"


SANDY

"So nice to meet you Mister Duvernois...like wise...I have heard of your lengthy success in the Vodka Masters category, you must be quite proud of your achievements?"


NICOLAS

"What would please me even more, would be if you would honor me with dinner tonight, perhaps some dancing before we leave?"


MARGE SHAKING HER HEAD AS SHE STANDS BEHIND NICOLAS WHO IS STARING AT SANDY LIKE A RIB-EYE STEAK


SANDY

"Would really Love to, but I must be getting back to the vineyard...I am part of the crew down there...in a small operation like ours, everyone must pull their weight...I'm sure you understand?"


NICOLAS NOT EVEN FAZED

"I cannot take no for an answer, we must at least toast a drink...we talk again...are you considering entering the San Francisco competition in two weeks?"


SANDY

"Perhaps, you'll be the first to know, so that I may learn about all those lovely wine making skills you apparently have honed and crafted all these many years...let's do a raincheck, shall we?"


NICOLAS

"Of course, it sounds delightful...I will not forget your awesome beauty...you are a proud woman, gifted with charm, like a work of art...you are indeed fetching!"

SANDY REACHES DOWN INTO HER LARGE GATOR PURSE, PRODUCING A BOTTLE OF "WINE MAMA", UNKNOWINGLY IT'S ONE OF THE HOT ONES OUT OF THE LOST BATCH WHICH TESTED AT ONE-HUNDRED AND FORTY PROOF

SHE HANDS NICOLAS THE BOTTLE AND SMILES

"In the meantime, please enjoy this with my condolences of having to leave back home so suddenly, Marge...it was a true pleasure meeting you and I hope we see you soon!


MARGE

"The feeling is mutual...I will be in San Francisco...that is if you decide to enter?"


SANDY

"Trying to make the boss happy, huh?"


MARGE

"The Christmas bonuses do get my attention, all those extra numbers on the check, make my job so rewarding..."


GIVING MARGE A HUG, THEN SHAKING NICOLAS'S HAND

"Till we meet again, it's been a pleasure...enjoy the wine want you..."

(Next Morning)

SANDY PACKS THE RANGE ROVER BACK UP AND STARTS TO LEAVE THE HOTEL PARKING LOT, WHEN SHE NOTICES AN AMBULANCE SHOW UP AT THE ENTRANCE

SHE PAUSES TO TAKE A LOOK, THEN GETS BACK OUT OF ROVER AND GOES TO THE AMBULANCE WHEN SHE RECOGNIZES THAT IT'S NONE OTHER THAN NICOLAS THAT THEY ARE TAKING TO THE HOSPITAL

SHE WALKS UP TO A PARAMEDIC


SANDY

"What happened with Mister Duvornois?"


PARAMEDIC

"From what I can tell, it looks like acute alcohol poisoning, got to take him down and flush him out a little...whatever he was drinking last night got the best of him...and the bottle was only half empty...he'll live!"

SANDY WAVES TO HIM WITH HIS OXYGEN MASK ON, HE ATTEMPTS TO WAVE BACK AS THEY CLOSE THE DOORS TO THE AMBULANCE 


SANDY WALKING BACK TO THE ROVER, TALKING TO HERSELF

"Wine Mama surprise everybody...including myself...Bryan's going to trip on this shit!

AS WE CLOSE IN ON TWO CHECKS STICKING OUT OF HER PURSE, BOTH FOR A HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS


SHE SMILES, TALKING TO HERSELF

"Doubled my money and wasted the asshole, too...not bad, not bad at all..."



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Wine Mama (97) Losing Their Heads

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2014

WINE MAMA (97)

LOSING THEIR HEADS




EXT: CASHMAN VINEYARDS-BY THE BACK STREAM-7 A.M.

DETECTIVE MATT BROWN AND OFFICER DAN HUDSON HAVE RESUMED EVIDENCE SEARCH REGARDING THE ATTEMPTED ARSON ON BRYAN CASHMAN'S BARN, WITH BLOODHOUNDS IN TOW


DETECTIVE MATT BROWN

"This is really odd, I've got tracks coming from across the street, down along the stream, up to Cashman's house, then a double-back, and then nothing..."


OFFICER DAN HUDSON

"Like they were sucked up by aliens or something!"


BROWN

"Yea, the aliens got 'em...let me just write that down under final conclusions on my field report and see how far that gets us?"


HUDSON

"Yea, I see what you mean..how about rewording it...creatures we don't understand?"


BROWN

"How about spending the rest of your life saying, "You want fries with that?"


HUDSON

"Well, looking down over here, right at the lip of the water, there sure looks like a ruckus took place...see how the bottom of the stream is all tore up, that looks like Bear tracks...maybe a couple..."


BROWN

"Yea, according to the guard, they're were two guys, and they both turned and ran back down here, but then what...he did say he heard some growling and screaming, but the Bear's either dragged them away, or would at least leave something behind, anything!"


HUDSON

"It wouldn't take long for critter's to come along and clean up, and the stream just washed everything away.


LOOKING DOWN DETECTIVE BROWN SEE'S THE GATOR TRACKS

 "Hey Dan, what kind of tracks are these?"


BROWN

"Wow, that almost looks like Alligator tracks, but that couldn't be...there aren't any Gators in Central California that I know of?"


HUDSON

"Unless of course, you happen to be in the business of selling things Gator related...like Bryan Cashman?"


BROWN

"Pure speculation...that could be anything...all I know is those tracks are fresh, and they disappear down into the stream, the Bear tracks come back out of the water going east, then go back into the water, and I guess at some point they go back on land into the forest...like a pin in a hay pile."


HUDSON

"Well, even the dogs seem messed up...they ran over here, then over there, doubled back, chased some innocent squirrel around till the damn thing nearly had a heart attack...then they just looked perplexed, moaned at the trees, and then just lay'ed down...not a good sign!"


DETECTIVE BROWN'S RADIO GOES OFF

"Break, break...Detective Brown are you on frequency, dispatch calling, ten-four?"


BROWN

"Affirmative Glenda, what you got, ten-four?"


GLENDA (DISPATCHER)

"Yea Matt, we just got back verification on those prints from the car, which by the way was shown to be stolen out of Torrance, California, about a week ago...ah anyway the prints came up, they belong to a Tony Redland, twenty-eight out of Compton, and a Poco Tomana, twenty-six out of Pomona, California...both of them served various sentences and were listed fresh out of the Chino Pen , ten-four?"


BROWN

"Well, that doesn't do much, but it does validate that this was more than likely a professional hit...they weren't just dragging around sixty large in duffel bags for grocery money, ten-four?"


GLENDA

"Yes sir, also that gun came up with a registry in Sacramento and was listed as stolen, ten-four?"


BROWN

"What else is new...this is a dead case if I ever saw one...okay thanks again Glenda...I'm ten-six!"


OFFICER HUDSON

"If we could locate the Bear's or maybe the Gator...


BROWN

"If one exist...think we could make it talk, huh Hudson, are you the resident Doctor Doolittle... can you speak Bear...I mean come on man, even if we did find the Bear's, about all we could verify is that...they were very well fed!"


HUDSON

"I like Bear's when they're well fed!"


BROWN

"Yea, on berry's and bugs, not human flesh, that's out of line...even if the food group could be identified as rodents...come on , let's get back to the office!"

(scene switch)

INT: GATORTAIL RESTAURANT- BRYAN'S OFFICE-9 P.M.

BRYAN IS TALKING TO INSURANCE MAN ON PHONE ABOUT DAMAGES
SANDY DRAWING PURSE DESIGNS ON HER COMPUTER

BRYAN

"Well, I'm assuming it was arson, but the damage is to the back beams of the barn, I'll need to get an estimate before I make a claim...but the only reason I was calling, is to see what my co-pay is set at...couldn't remember, and I can't find the document right now."


BILLY BARNS (CHUBB GROUP)

"Well according to my files, it looks like your in at ten-thousand, do you think you have more damage than that?"


BRYAN

"So that's why I have such a good rate on that place...nah, probably close though...if the estimate comes up over I'll give you a buzz...thanks Billy, bye!"


BRYAN LOOKING OVER AT SANDY

"So, big girl...the contest await...you still going to try entering one?"


SANDY

"Well, you didn't seem too thrilled that I was doing anything, I wasn't going to interject unless spoken to first!"


BRYAN

"What did you expect...the importance of the event sort of took a back seat when people tried torching the property, shooting our guard, and killing his dog...and this Bear thing, what am I suppose to think?"


SANDY

"I told you the Guard Bear's would be a better idea, nobody fucks with the Bear's!"


BRYAN

"Except you...when a Bear gets out of line around you, you just shoot the poor thing!"


SANDY

"Brian...let it go okay, that happened a long time ago and it was an accident, you know that!"


BRYAN

"Poor little Bear, up in Poor Little Baby Bear Heaven...crying to itself, knowing that it never will never grow up to be a Big Bear!"


SANDY

"Stop it...your being mean...I'm not in the mood for this..."


BRYAN

"Okay, I'm sorry...so who's the first privileged connoisseur to sample the great nectar of the Cashman Vineyards...who thou place thy tongue to the carefully crafted Wine Mama?"


SANDY

"So creative with your passionate words, are enough for the Queen to don some swill upon her desirable body for proper worship and cleansing of all desires held within...I have decided that we shall enter the Grand Harvest Awards in Modesto coming up in March...and with that being said, I beg to you...come worship your courtship of your deepest desires, I hand myself to your whim..."


BRYAN

"Yea, that's probably the safest thing to do right now, let me have my way with you...good thinking...the blood has already diverted little late to stop now, keep going...keep going!"


SANDY

"Get your mind off them Bear's...anyway!"


BRYAN

"Bear's...What Bear's?"


SANDY

"That's the spirit, now prove your worth...come to the Queen...satisfy my carnal urges!


BRYAN

"Hey, I thought it was my turn to do the carnal urges today?"


SANDY

"We'll share..."


BRYAN

"Deal!"



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Wine Mama (96) Smokey Bears

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2014

WINE MAMA (96)

SMOKEY BEARS

EXT: ACROSS THE STREET IN THE WOODS FROM THE CASHMAN VINEYARDS-5 P.M.      

TONY AND POCO (ZIMMERMAN'S GOONS) HAVE JUST PARKED BEHIND A GROUPING OF TALL BUSHES ON THE FOREST SIDE JUST ACROSS FROM CASHMAN VINEYARDS

THEY'VE ALREADY SPOTTED THE SMALL STREAM THEY'RE SUPPOSE TO WALK UP WHICH WILL TAKE THEM UP TO AND BEHIND THE CASHMAN PROPERTY


TONY

"So, we got everything...road flares, alcohol, pistol...just in case?"


POCO

"Yea, sure makes everything easier when they pay up front...and the stream is right up there...this is like a piece of cake..."


TONY

"Torching is easy shit...I don't even see any cars in that driveway, don't even know if anybody is here...come on it will be getting dark soon!"

AFTER PACKING ALL THEIR GEAR, THAT START OUT CROSSING THE ROAD, THEN HEAD FOR A SHORT PATH TO THE STREAM THAT CROSSES UNDER THE ROAD


POCO

"Man Tony, look at all these tracks...must be all kinds of critters out here?"


TONY

"Yea, this place is really out in the boonies...pretty far from anyplace..."


POCO

Man, it's so pretty out here, why does that Zimmerman dude want to destroy this place?"


TONY

"He never said...like pissed off at the dude, pissed about something...guess it's none of our business...all I know is that we got paid...that's all that matters now!"

WALKING DOWN PATH ALONG SIDE STREAM THEY SEE A DEER, A PAIR OF RACCOON'S, A SNAKE, AND A MEDIUM SIZE ALLIGATOR BASKING IN THE SUN


POCO

"Look at that shit...I didn't know they had Gators in California...that's fucking weird man!"


TONY

"Really, where did he come from, what's he even doing out here...that's a trip!"

COMING AROUND THE BEND, AS PER THEY'RE INSTRUCTIONS THEY SEE THE VERY BACK OF THE VINEYARD

START TO WALK UP INTO THE VINE GROWTH

THEY EVENTUALLY SPOT BACK OF BARN AND HOUSE, AS THEY APPROACH, POCO STARTS SPRAYING RUBBING ALCOHOL ALONG THE SIDE OF THE BARN

SUDDENLY A GERMAN SHEPARD COMES CHARGING OUT FROM AROUND OTHER SIDE OF BARN, FOLLOWED KEITH (GUARD HIRED BY BRIAN TO WATCH OVER STORED CASES OF WINE IN BARN)


KEITH (GUARD)

"Hey Amigos what you doing here...you can't be here now!"

KEITH GOES FOR HIS HANDGUN AND TONY GOES FOR HIS

THEY BOTH SHOOT AT EACH OTHER WHILE DOG GOES BALLISTIC ON TONY'S LEG, KNOCKING HIM OFF BALANCE

POCO STARTS ROAD FLARE AND IGNITES ALCOHOL THAT'S BEEN SPRAYED ON BARN, IMMEDIATELY ENGULFS IN FLAMES

TONY MANAGES TO SHOOT KEITH IN SHOULDER, CAUSING HIM TO DROP WEAPON, AS TONY TAKES ANOTHER SHOT KILLING THE DOG

FLAMES BECOME MORE INTENSE, TRAIL OF SPILLED ALCOHOL FOLLOWS POCO AS THEY ATTEMPT TO EXIT BACK TOWARD THE STREAM

TWO BEAR'S APPEAR, BLOCKING THEIR EXIT, SPOOKED OUT OF THEY'RE BERRY FEEDING, TONY'S GUN JAMS, HE ENDS UP THROWING IT AT THE BEAR'S WHO GET AGGRESSIVE AND CONFUSED BY THE SMOKE, THEY ATTACK TONY AND POCO, TEARING THEM TO SHREDS

AS THEY BOTH LAY THERE BLEEDING PROFUSELY THE BEARS EACH GRAB ONE BY THE TORSO AND DRAG THEM OUT TO THE STREAM WHERE THEY EAT OUT THEIR STOMACHS, WALKING OFF

(30 minutes later)

FIRE TRUCK ARRIVES SEEING KEITH WITH FIRE EXTINGUISHER AND WATER HOSE PUTTING OUT LAST BITS OF FIRE

AMBULANCE AND POLICE ARRIVE, TENDING TO KEITH'S WOUNDS, OFFICER WANTS TO KNOW WHAT'S GOING ON


OFFICER 

"Anybody else in there sir?"


KEITH

"No, no...but my Dog Petey, they murder him...he my best friend..."


OFFICER

"Well, for heaven's sake, what happen here boy...what's your name?"


KEITH

"Keith...Keith Rodriguez...men...two men, I never see before, came from back...not set off motion detector, they pour something on building and light it, then we shoot at each other, Petey chew his leg, they run off in back, I put out fire...that's all I know...we save the Wine Mama's...that's why I'm here, to watch the Wine Mama's..."

OFFICER

"Who are the Wine Mama's, I'm getting confused here?"


KEITH

"Bottles of wine Mister Cashman store here...I save them from the flames, but I cannot save Petey...he fought his last fight, now he's gone to Heaven, I shall miss him!"


OFFICER

"Yea Sir, really sorry to hear about the loss, but you said these two went back there in the back, probably traveled back up the stream, I'll get some back-up and take a look."


PARAMEDIC

"We really need to take him to Modesto General and do an x-ray on the shoulder and get him patched up!"


OFFICER

"Okay, go on head...I'll hang out here till Detective Brown get's here and some of the boys...hey Mister Rodriguez did you happen to call Mister Cashman and tell him what happened?"


KEITH

"I not get chance, he own Gatortail...you want me to call him?"


OFFICER

"No, you go with the medics and get patched up, I'll give him a call and let him know..."

LOOKING UP NUMBER FOR GATORTAIL, HE PLACES A CALL


BRYAN CASHMAN ANSWERING

"Gatortail restaurant, Bryan speaking...how can I help you?"


OFFICER HUDSON

"Yea sir, this is Officer Dan Hudson with the Modesto police, ah I'm afraid some guys snuck on your property and attempted to torch the place, shot your security guard and killed his friend Petey in the process..."


BRIAN

"What...the...hell, my God...ah okay, give me five minutes and I'll be down there...is a, is Keith all right, is "he" alive?"


OFFICER HUDSON

"Yea, I think he'll be fine...he put out your barn, saved your...what do you call it...your Wine Mama's anyway?


BRIAN

"Good to hear, be over in a blink, bye!

(scene switch)

OVER BY THE STREAM, THE BEARS HAVE DEPARTED BECAUSE OF ALL THE SMOKE AND COMMOTION OF THE EMERGENCY VEHICLES

HOWEVER, WHERE THE TWO LEFTOVERS FOR BODIES OF TONY AND POCO
A LONE ALLIGATOR FINISHES OFF ALMOST ALL THAT WAS LEFT
AS THEIR HEADS TUMBLE AND ROLL DOWN THE STREAM OUT OF SIGHT



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