Wine Mama (9)-Sore Toes

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2013

WINE MAMA (9)

SORE TOES

EXT:  HUDSON VINEYARDS- A.M.

BRIAN PULLING UP ON DRIVEWAY, SANDY ALREADY STANDING IN A ROBE AND FLIP-FLOPS, JUMPING UP AND DOWN, AS HIS PRESENCE TRIPS OFF MOTION DETECTOR, CAUSING BOTH PHONES TO RING

BRIAN GETS OUT OF VAN, GIVING HER A HUG

BRIAN

"So, let me guess, no mating pairs of raccoon's, no Bear's, nobody walking around crunching on leaves?"

SANDY

"No nothing, just quiet, serene, very pleasant...drank some of that wine you gave me, watched a little Leno, got through Jimmy Fallon's monologue, and then I just conked out!"

BRIAN

"We were pretty busy last night, I would have checked in but my supplier down in Louisiana got popped for illegal gator tailing, meaning he didn't have any permits for harvesting them. Apparently, you are only allowed to hunt so many, and I guess I kind of pushed him to exceed his permitted quota. Instead of giving me the low-down, he just decided to risk pushing the envelope a bit...so I have to look for another supplier...anyway, I'm glad you got some sleep!"

SANDY

"I'm still tripping on that phone thing, watching you pull into the driveway...I knew it was you right away."

BRIAN

"That's what the system is intended to do...just glad it's working, just make sure you keep your phone on and charged."

SANDY

"I got it...so what are we doing today?"

BRIAN

"We're going to see which of our babies get to stay, or get pound into little sheets of wine paper...maybe do a little pruning...looking for any signs of fibrous activity in all those dead-ass looking vines out here!"

SANDY

"I can't believe anything out here is still alive!"

"Well, the stronger ones will usually go dormant, conserve energy, but the underlying root complex is tied in with each other...not to mention the milkweeds, the mushrooms, lilies  pretty much anything that grows around them. It's a dead give away if you know what to look for...cause the grape vines give them carbon, and mold and weeds provide the sugar, so you don't ever want to over weed grape vines...it's a pretty cool relationship when it's up and running!"

SANDY

"Your so fucking smart...really pisses me off at how dumb I am."

BRIAN

"That's a hell of a way to start the morning, not sure if that was a complement or maybe we should just have a pity party for poor old Sandy...oh, here's your clippers and gloves."

(2 HOURS LATER)

SANDY HAS ABANDONED HER FLIP-FLOPS, NOW STANDING BAREFOOT IN THE DIRT, CLIPPING THE EXCESS BRANCHES OFF THE VINES

BRIAN IS DOWN THE ROW CLIPPING SAMPLES, LOOKING FOR SALVAGEABLE NEW GROWTH

SANDY

"Don't they have people for this?"

BRIAN

"People?"

SANDY

"Yea...people conditioned to be out here doing this all the time?"

BRIAN

"You don't have any money and slaves are illegal, or have you heard?"

SANDY

"We could trade their efforts for grapes or something."

BRIAN

"I spent all my money on bailing you out, so we work!"

SANDY

"Never thought I'd ever hear myself say this, but my toes hurt."

BRIAN

"Guess your better suited to laying on a lounge chair with a Mai-Tie in your hand."

SANDY

"Yea, with somebody rubbing my toes!"

BRIAN

"Your a real piece of work...you know that?"

SANDY

"Actually, you know, if you were in the mood, you could take me right back to the house...right now and just worship me, maybe cook me something, maybe ball my brains out...shit, I haven't had a good balling in a while...and I'm in the mood for it, too!"

BRIAN

"Sandy...just stop being so clinical...this is our little labor of Love, it's not going to kill you. If you know anything about the spiritual world, then you would know that plants have feelings, too!"

SANDY

"Okay, what kind of feelings do plants have?"

BRIAN

"I don't know, it's like that can sense that you Love them, care for them, they thrive on positive influence, when you touch them, they feel the electricity coming off your hands, they respond...it's been proven..."

SANDY

"Wonder what kind of stress a tomato plant goes through when you enter their zone, knowing and sensing that your about to turn them into salad?"

BRIAN LAUGHING

BRIAN

"But that's just the fruit, it's their offering, not the whole plant!"

SANDY

"Plant Psychiatry 101, guess I'm just learning all kinds of stuff today..."

(2 HOURS LATER)

SANDY SITTING AT TABLE, JUST SHOWERED WITH TOWEL STILL IN HAIR, LOOKING AT A FRESHLY TOSSED SALAD, WITH A FORK IN HER HAND, GETTING READY TO EAT

BRIAN COMES OUT OF KITCHEN WITH FRESHLY GRILLED TRI-TIPS WITH OVERSTUFFED MUSHROOMS AND CHEESE DRENCHED BAKED POTATOES

BRIAN

"Hey girl, why don't you dig in?"

SANDY

"I'm talking to the cucumbers...I think they're taking the fifth, haven't said one word to me yet!"

BRIAN

"Just poke 'em a little, they'll talk...try water boarding them with some of that good dressing I just made, that'll do the trick..."

BRIAN SITS DOWN, THEY BOTH START EATING

SANDY

"Hey, I have request?"

BRIAN

"What?"

SANDY

"Remember what I was saying earlier, out in the garden?"

BRIAN

"Sandy, your my business partner...getting your ass balled is not going to fix anything...it's just going to muddle everything up!"

SANDY

"Look, just stay with me tonight, you can even sleep in the spare room...I won't bother you."

BRIAN

"Not yet anyway..."

SANDY

"Yet...not yet, well yet it's a bet!"

BRIAN FINISHES HIS STEAK AND GETS UP

BRIAN

"Come here you horny little tramp!"

GRABBING HER BY THE MID-SECTION, HE FLINGS HER OVER HIS SHOULDER. CARRYING HER INTO THE BEDROOM

SANDY

"But wait, I haven't even finished my salad yet?"

BRIAN

"Fuck the salad, you can talk to your veggie friends later!"

SLAMMING THE BEDROOM DOOR

(scene close)

Wine Mama (8.5) Security and Passion

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2013

WINE MAMA (8.5)

SECURITY AND PASSION

EXT: HUDSON VINEYARD-2 P.M.

BRIAN PULLS UP TO ENTRANCE, CALLS SANDY ON PHONE

SANDY

"Hey guy, where you at?'

BRIAN

"Out at the entrance to your driveway, throw something on and come out here, got some new toys to show you!"

SANDY

"Toys...really, be there in a sec, bye!"

SANDY SLIPS ON A SUN DRESS AND FLIP-FLOPS, WALKING UP THE DRIVE TO BRIAN WHO'S HOLDING A CORDLESS DRILL IN HIS HAND

BRIAN

"Hey girl, why don't you give me a hand with this?"

SANDY

"What do you want me to do?"

BRIAN HOLDING DRILL WITH BOLTS IN HIS HAND

BRIAN

"Just hold the mount to this bracket, keep it still!"

SANDY LOOKING DOWN SEEING A CAMERA BOX AND SOME SECURITY EQUIPMENT

SANDY

"Boy, you don't goof around, do you...making me feel all safe..."

BRIAN LAUGHS

BRIAN

"What do you mean...you, this is to keep people from stealing the grapes!"

SANDY

"Well what about me?"

BRIAN

"I don't think you'd steal any grapes, would you?"

SANDY WALKS WALKS UP, KISSING BRIAN ON THE CHEEK

SANDY

"But I might steal you!"

(1 hour later)

BRIAN

"Okay, what we have here is a motion sensor connected to the camera, that to the battery pack, which gets it's charge from the solar cell mounted up here on the pole, you see?"

SANDY

"So, it doesn't stay on all the time?"

BRIAN

"No, it would use all the juice up at of the battery...what it does do, is that when it senses movement, it turns on the camera and transmits it's video through the wi-fi app, which calls your I-Phone, and you pick up the video on your phone screen, even records it, too...cool huh?"

SANDY

"That's off the hook, like little wireless eyeballs, keeping me and the babies safe!"

BRIAN

"It also serves as a deterrent too, cause people up to know good, casing around, see the set-up during the day."

BRIAN STARTS PUTTING TOOLS AND EMPTY BOXES INTO VAN

SANDY

"Are we done here?"

BRIAN

"We just need to program it into our phones and we're good to go...meet you back at the house."

(scene switch)

INT: SAM AND PETER'S APARTMENT-3 P.M.

PETER

"Hey Sam, we ran out of suds, I'm gonna run to the store, you want anything?"

SAM

"Yea, why don't you stop over by the vineyard and pick up Sandy, too, maybe she'd like to party?"

PETER

"Yea, how much longer do we wait to drag her ass over here?"

SAM

"I dunno, I really wasn't planning on dragging her anywhere, maybe to the landfill, just wanted to kill the bitch that's all!"

PETER

"Guess ya know what's best...I would at least wait a few days, let the Love Birds settle in a little!"

SAM

"Yea, there ain't no rush, hey could you grab me some smokes?"

PETER

"You got it...I'll be back!"

(scene switch)

INT: HUDSON VINEYARDS-4 P.M.

BRIAN SHOWING SANDY HOW TO SET UP VIDEO PHONE APP FOR HER PHONE

BRIAN

"Okay, I'm going to walk out to the end of the driveway, let's see if this thing works."

BRIAN WALKS OUT, SETTING OFF MOTION SENSORS, TURNING CAMERA ON

SANDY'S PHONE STARTS RINGING, SHE PROMPTS IT, SEEING BRIAN STANDING IN MIDDLE OF DRIVEWAY ON SCREEN

CALLING BRIAN ON PHONE

SANDY

"This is just too cool mister...hey stranger either get off my property, or come in and have your way with me!"

BRIAN

"Ah, I kind of like that last offer, be right over, bye!"

BRIAN WALKING BACK UP DRIVEWAY TO HOUSE

THEY BOTH HUG EACH OTHER AT DOOR AND  CLOSE DOOR

(scene close)

Wine Mama (8) Working The Vineyard

  Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2013

WINE MAMA (8)

WORKING THE VINEYARD

EXT: HUDSON VINEYARDS-A.M.

SHOWING BRIAN PULLING UP IN VAN

CARRYING BIG FLAT PIZZA BOX AND THERMOS OF COFFEE TO SANDY'S DOOR

KNOCKS ON DOOR, SANDY OPENS, IT LOOKING SHAKEN-UP AND STRESSED OUT

BRIAN

"Well, good morning...thought I'd bring you a little nourishment, how'd you sleep?"

SANDY

"Come in...I don't know, my first night here in a while, but I could hear people walking around outside, something was out there, it was too dark to see anything!"

BRIAN

"So, what did you end up doing?"

SANDY

"I've only stayed here a few times with Frank, and we had a mating pair of noisy Raccoon's who were snooping around, and I think we had a little Bear come through once, but this was a couple of people walking, you could hear the leaves being stepped on...so I already had the Rover parked in the barn, I just turned the lights off and laid on the bed."

BRIAN

"How long did that last?"

SANDY

"Only about ten minutes, then I could hear a truck driving away, and then everything was quiet as a mouse!"

BRIAN

"Well, I guess I could put some motion detectors, maybe a wireless camera with the night vision over by the entrance to the driveway."

SANDY

"Okay, maybe just a dog, we just need to get something...by the way, what did you bring anyway?"

BRIAN

"Oh, one of our latest creations, it's an egg and smoked gator tail breakfast pizza."

SANDY

"Wow, that sounds wild, I got to try this!"

SHE OPENS THE BOX AND TASTE ONE OF THE PRE-CUT WEDGES WHILE BRIAN POURS SOME COFFEE

SANDY

"That is so good, who did you say came up with this?"

BRIAN

"Yours truly...I always like to come up with new recipes. You can't rest on your laurels in this business!"

SANDY

"So, what's on the agenda today?"

BRIAN

"Well, we need to start preparing the soil, turning it over, putting some nutrients in there, maybe prune back some branches, do some test cuts, and figure out which vines can be brought back, and which one's to pull...at least get an idea where we're sitting, ya know?"

SANDY

"You mean some of those plants are still alive? They look dead as a door nail!"

BRIAN

"Look, I'm going over to Home Depot and pick up a few things, you want to come along?"

SANDY

"If I had slept last night, I'd jump in the truck with you, but I think a nap would be a better use of the morning."

BRIAN

"Okay, I'll be back around two or so, might even get a truck load of top soil dropped off, maybe some peat, copper, vine supplements."

SANDY

"What's that, like vine vitamins?"

BRIAN

"Yea, our babies are going to need supplements if they're going to produce."

SANDY

"Aw, you called them our babies...that's so cute!"

BRIAN WALKING BACK TO VAN

BRIAN

"Lock your door girl...get some rest, see ya later."

SANDY

"Okay Brian, see you!"

(scene close)

  

Spiritual Facebook

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2013

SPIRITUAL FACEBOOK

             In my previous life, I was a tree...anyway I was talking to a business associate the other day, a fellow writer, who was struggling with the lack of writer's muse, most just call it writer's block. Anyway, he wanted to know how I was able to remain so composed in the turbulent frenzy of character development, giving them realistic idiosyncrasies and personalities? 

I smiled and told him, "Really...do you actually think I write half this stuff? My Guardian Angel buddies do all the hard work, I just translate it to the blank page. I'm nothing more than a reverse medium, for things they didn't get accomplished when they were down here!"

My friend wanted to know, "Then how do you get their attention?"

I simply said, "You just wait for creative people, that are in your field, that you admire, to pass. Ask them to come into your life...you have about twenty-fours to do this. Ask them to come into your life and make sure to tell them how sad you are that they have passed, tell them of your Love of their work, and their existence."

My friend then asked, "What happens next, do they just come into your life?"

I answered, "No, it usually takes about a day. Currently Roger Ebert and Jonathan Winters are hanging with me. They can't stay forever, but they are helping me put together several projects that I have in development. Eventually, they will pass to the light, their energy passed to other's who are just now coming to birth. Babies, still in the womb pick up on the precise complex of personality characteristics and the spirit continues."

If you read in Hebrews 10:9, it speaks that there is no reincarnation, however their is justification in the binding of the new soul and old soul, or an additive toward the personality within the new birth!

The bottom line principle is that the the old soul will just become apart of the new driven personality. Then, and only then can you push the button for a verbal "friend request!" 

However, you must move quickly before other's tap into the energy. In closing...there is one thing to keep in mind...we will all pass eventually, make sure your time down here is creative enough, to where someone one will want to request your presence as you too, go back to the heavens of the Spiritual Facebook! Just make sure to friend them back...

Wine Mama (7)-Welcome to the Vineyard

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2013

WINE MAMA (7)

WELCOME TO THE VINEYARD

EXT: HUDSON VINEYARD-A.M.

SHOWING SANDY'S RANGE ROVER FOLLOWED BY BRIAN'S VAN ENTERING LONG GRAVEL PATHWAY, DOWN TO MAIN HOUSE WITH A LONG BARN BEHIND IT.

THEY GET OUT OF VEHICLES, BOTH STRETCHING

BRIAN LOOKING AROUND

BRIAN

"Well, it definitely needs some TLC, but it's not as bad as it looked on the video."

SANDY

"I didn't think I would ever step foot in this place again."

WALKING OVER TO BRIAN, GIVING HIM A BIG HUG

BRIAN

"Don't worry Sandy, it's all gonna be good, it may not be easy, but it's gonna be okay!"

SANDY

"I just can't thank you enough for all you've done."

SHOWING THE TWO WALKING DOWN THE LONG ROWS OF DEAD VINES

BRIAN

"No, actually...thank you for helping my dream come true! You know I did years with surveillance systems, put together media systems, radio and tv stations down in New Orleans, then I designed a bunch of nightclubs, restaurants, a couple of day clubs, worked in some of the great kitchens, did sound and light shows, and then I saw Puff Daddy promoting this vodka, and then I got to thinking what was missing in the market?"

SANDY

"So, you wanted to promote vodka?"

BRIAN

"Well, there's plenty of grain vodka, potato vodka, but when they started doing the combination of fermenting, then distilling over in places like France, I was pretty impressed with the quality of the product, like your Chiroc and Grey Goose...there's a whole bunch of them now!"

SANDY

"Well, how are we going to compete with all these other brands, what's going to set us a part?"

BRIAN

"Well, that's just the point...we won't, we'll be making Port Vodka, at one-hundred proof to boot!"

SANDY

"All I know is that you just invested six-hundred and twenty thousand dollars in this, so you must feel pretty strongly about this idea of yours?"

BRIAN

"Yea, but it's more about what I have to do to get it started...keep in mind, I'm a pretty focused person, I mean anybody can just dream stuff up, but I apply my energy, I think and do, it separates from the common folks, you see what I mean?"

SANDY

"No question, but doesn't all this make you nervous?"

BRIAN

"Yea, it's a lot like this guy Rush Limbaugh, the last thing he will ever do is waste his time catering to the masses...he doesn't try to please everybody, you like him or you don't."

SANDY

"Rush Limbaugh, isn't he that racist talk show host?"

BRIAN

"He's not racist, he just doesn't waste his time on deadbeats, it's not skin color, it's the mentality of  all types of people, the ones that never buy anything, his business model is about people who are loyal to his ideas. It's like when I opened up the Gator Tail...no body was doing specialty meats out here, with the type of service and atmosphere I was offering. So, I brought it to fruition and boom, I start making major coin...you can apply this principle to just about anything and make out like bandits!" 

SANDY

"I could really learn some things from you, I just have to start listening and taking some notes. I've just been so lazy and stressed out...it's been a while since I've been productive with anything!"

SHOWING SANDY AND BRIAN PULLING WEEDS WITH GLOVES ON

(scene switch)

POTATO SWITCH TRUCK PARKED ACROSS THE STREET FROM THE HUDSON VINEYARD

TWO FORMER BUSINESS OF FRANK HUDSON, PETER GOODWIN AND SAM THOMSON LOOKING THROUGH BINOCULARS, WATCHING BRIAN AND SANDY WHILE THEY WORK

PETER

"Hey Sam, look at those two Love Birds, they think they have this shit all locked down!"

SAM LAUGHING

SAM

"Yea Pete, let them play, Frank's going to get what's coming to him, at least his soul...just watch!"

PETER

"So, what's the first move?"

SAM

"Well for starters, we're going to make Sandy disappear, then we bring Brian to his knees..."

BOTH LAUGHING

(SCENE CLOSE)

Wine Mama (6.5)-First Dinner

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2013

WINE MAMA (6.5)

FIRST DINNER (continued)

INT: CORONER OF KITCHEN AT THE GATOR TAIL RESTAURANT

SANDY AND BRIAN HAVE JUST FINISHED DINNER

SHOWING AS CAMERA PULLS BACK ON HALF DRANK MAGNUM OF SHEFFIELD TAWNY PORT

BRIAN GRABS BOTTLE AND POURS THREE FINGERS INTO BOTH OF THE CRYSTAL GOBLETS

THEY BOTH SMILE, SANDY'S LEFT HAND CLUTCHED INTO BRIAN'S RIGHT, AS THEY CLICK THE GLASSES TOGETHER, AS THEY DO A VERBAL CHEER

BRIAN

"To a vibrant rebirth of the Hudson Vineyards, and a lifetime friendship for those who's actions brought it to fruition!"

BRIAN AND SANDY

"Cheers!"

AFTER TAKING A SIP, SANDY WHO'S GETTING TIPSY, STARTS CRYING

BRIAN

"Sandy, keep it together...what's wrong?"

SANDY

"I miss Frank so much...it's all my fault, just had to do it!"

BRIAN

"What do you mean your fault, what happened?"

SANDY TAKING ANOTHER SIP

SANDY

"Well...well, well look I was married to Frank for twelve years, married him right after college. He was UCLA, I was USC, we basically hated each other. He wanted to be an Architect, which he did, but he ended up doing designs on sewer systems, sprinkler systems, really weird stuff!"


BRIAN

"Well, he seemed to do pretty well with it, so get to your point?"


SANDY TAKING ANOTHER SIP

SANDY

"Well I'm taking History...Tibetan History on top of that...what was I thinking...you never see ads in the paper looking for people with degrees in Tibetan History!" 


BRIAN

"Anyway?"


SANDY

"Anyway..."


BRIAN

Yes...anyway?"

SANDY TAKING ANOTHER SIP, SHE STARTS CRYING AGAIN

SANDY

"God...I'm getting fucked up, what are we drinking?"


BRIAN

"Sheffield Tawny Port, it's about twenty percent...give or take. Port by the way, is the base for all wines made in this class of grapes. That's why they call it Port, it's the concentrate, it's home!"


SANDY

"I wish I was home...so I could concentrate, but anyway...Frank, you heard he died, you know?"

BRIAN TRYING TO HOLD BACK LAUGHTER 


BRIAN

"Yea, I'm sorry to hear about that, so how did Frank die, and why are you blaming yourself?"


SANDY

"Same kind of sex, over and over...I mean it was good, but I never really got the big O...know what I mean?"


BRIAN

"Yea, that's horrible when I don't get an O!" 


SANDY

"Well, I'm reading this Fifty Shades Of Gray...shit...should of said Fifty Ways To Torture And Kill Your Mate...stupid bitch, so I ask Frank if he would like to do the backdoor thing, never did it, I was curious, and fuck, Frank just looks at me and says No!"


BRIAN

"Well look, some guys just don't get into that..."


SANDY

"I don't know, I was just crazy, I mean what's the problem, it's my butt...so I get a Viagra from this friend of mine, crunched it up in his salad, we drank a bunch of wine, and I just layed on my stomach, had my butt in the air a bit, presenting myself like a freaking monkey, and requested the same thing again."


BRIAN

"Did he go for it?"


SANDY

"Yea, it worked, he was defiantly aroused, just kind of boarded me like a log with a hole in it...like a wild man!"


BRIAN

"Was it what you expected?"


SANDY

"Wasn't quite what I expected, it was different, but he just kept complaining about not...not, not being able to see my face, he wanted a mirror, and then...he just kind of locked up in me, then rolled off me and fell on the floor holding his chest and had a massive heart attack, right there!"


BRIAN

"So what did you do?"


SANDY

"I tried the CPR thing, but he was a big guy and I really couldn't push down, not enough pressure I guess, so I called nine one-one, and by the time they got there, they couldn't save him...he was gone...and the embarrassing part was...he was still aroused, but dead as a door nail!"


BRIAN

"Okay, let's switch gears here, what are you about then?"


SANDY TAKING ANOTHER SIP

SANDY

"I don't know, I've just been trying to deal with all this...the insurance company is giving me a bunch of shit about the cause of death, got behind on my bills, taxes due, penalties stacked up, next thing I know, the vineyard got put on the chopping block, then you...you pop into my life!"


BRIAN

"So, that's the way you look at it...I just popped into your life, kind of saved the day huh?"


SANDY

"Shit...kind of saved my life...so what, what do we do now?


BRIAN

"I don't know about you, but I need to crash for a while...I can't drive like this, so I'm going to my room!"


SANDY

"Your room?"


BRIAN

"Come on, I'll show you."


SHOWING THEM WALKING ARM IN ARM, WOBBLING TOWARD REAR KITCHEN EXIT, GOING INTO EMPLOYEE PARKING LOT, THEY WALK BACK TO BRIAN'S VAN

SANDY

"What are we doing over here, where's your room?"


BRIAN SMILING, POINTING AT VAN


SANDY

"No way...your van?"


BRIAN UNLOCKS SIDE DOOR


BRIAN

""Let me show you..."


SANDY LOOKING IN, SEE'S LITTLE COMPUTER DESK, REFRIGERATOR, JBL STUDIO MONITORS HANGING FROM CEILING, ROOF FAN VENT, AND A FLAT SCREEN TV


SANDY

"Wow, that's so neat...so what do you do, sleep on the floor?"


BRIAN

"No, watch this."


STEPPING IN HE POINTS TO A LONG BLANK PANEL ON WALL
UNLATCHING IT, HE PULLS A MURPHY BED TYPE PLATFORM OUT WITH A THICK MATTRESS ON IT, PILLOW AND BEDDING ALREADY MADE UP, SUSPENDED BY TWO CHAINS ON EACH END

BRIAN HOPS UP


BRIAN

"Welcome to my room!"


SANDY

"This is really neat...this is all just too cute!"


BRIAN

"So, did you want me to get you a cab?"


SANDY

"Nah, I want to stay close to my baby...I'll just climb in the back seat."


BRIAN GOES TO THE OTHER WALL, UNLOCKS ANOTHER MURPHY BED


BRIAN

"Or...we could share the room?"

(10 minutes later)


SHOWING SANDY IN ONE BED, BRIAN IN THE OTHER


SANDY

"Good night Dezi!"


BRIAN

Good night Lucy!"


TURNS OFF LIGHT


(SCENE ENDS)

  

Wine Mama (6) First Dinner

                                   

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2013

WINE MAMA (6)

FIRST DINNER

EXT:The Gator Tail Restaurant-Modesto, Ca.-P.M.

SANDY PULLING INTO FULL PARKING LOT OF THE GATOR TAIL RESTAURANT

LOOKING UP, SHE SEE'S HUGE ILLUMINATED GATOR, WITH A GLOWING GATOR TAIL SWINGING SLOWLY BACK AND FORTH

BRIAN SPOTS SANDY'S BLACK RANGE ROVER AS IT HAS GOTTEN CAUGHT UP IN THE TRAFFIC JAM IN THE FRONT PARKING LOT

HE GETS ON PHONE, CALLING "JOHN HEIGHT", THE GENERAL MANAGER AT THE GATOR TAIL

JOHN

"Yea boss, what's going on?"

BRIAN

"Just getting back from the auction, looks like your staying busy?"

JOHN

"It's been like this all day, ah...how did the auction go, did you get your vineyard?"

BRIAN

"Yea, something like that, look...get Toby to walk out in the front parking lot...do you see that black Range Rover with the blonde driving, the one that's stuck out in the traffic?"

JOHN LOOKING AROUND, SPOTS HER VEHICLE

JOHN

"Yea boss...what you want me to do?"

BRIAN

"Yea, that's my new business partner, have Toby walk over there and get her to follow him to the employee parking lot in the back, okay?"

JOHN

"Got ya boss, no problemo!"

BRIAN

"Thanks my man, talk with you later..."

CLICKS PHONE OFF

SHOWING SANDY STRESSED, HORNS HONKING ALL AROUND HER

TOBY WALKS UP TO RANGE ROVER

TOBY

"Excuse me man...you Miss Sandy?"

SANDY

"Yea, huh...what do you want?"

TOBY

"I walk in front of your truck, you follow me, you be safe in back parking lot, that okay?"

SANDY

"Oh okay, whatever, let's go!"

TOBY STARTS WALKING, CLEARING TRAFFIC OUT OF THE WAY, TELLING DRIVERS TO MOVE TO THE SIDE AS SANDY FOLLOWS

SANDY GETS OUT OF VEHICLE, SEE'S BRIAN AND WALKS OVER

SANDY

"Boy, you've really got some pull around here, I'm impressed!"

BRIAN

"I do what I can...let's see if we can get something to eat around here!"

SANDY

"So, let's see if you can perform the real magic...this place is packed, you really still think you can get us a table?" 

BRIAN

"Don't worry about it, keep the faith girl!"

WALKING INTO BACK DOOR OF RESTAURANT, THEY ARE MET BY JOHN

BRIAN PUTS HIS FINGERS TO HIS LIPS, JOHN ACKNOWLEDGES BRIAN'S GESTURE

SANDY

"This is one of my favorite places."

BRIAN

"You have good taste, it's one of my favorites, too!"

WALKING FURTHER THROUGH THE KITCHEN, OVER IN THE CORNER, THERE APPEARS ONE PRETTY LONE TABLE WITH A PRETTY WHITE EMBROIDERED TABLE CLOTH CENTERED BY A SINGLE CANDLE

jOHN IS STANDING THERE, PULLING THE CHAIR FOR SANDY TO SIT IN

SANDY

"Wow, you do come through...sorry I doubted you, but you do seem to have that Midas touch...are you like that with everything you do?"

BRIAN

"You need to quiet for a moment and listen to the wind...it will talk to you!"

SANDY

"Philosophical too, what did I do to deserve you anyway, I mean I'm assuming here that your going to be taking me to that next level, my new experience, that special place?"

BRIAN

"My dear, I'm taking you to the world of high end wine making...Port Vodka to be exact, and if we happen to become good friends along the way, that's just icing on the cake."

JOHN WALKS UP WITH MENU'S AND ORDER PAD IN HAND

JOHN

"What will it be sir?" 

BRIAN

"Let's see, we'll start with two tossed salads with that Almond Vinaigrette, a couple of Le Brea Primes, and some of Modesto's best Tawny Port...with the good crystal!"

JOHN

"Very good sir, I will be with you shortly."

SANDY

"So, you come here often?"

BRIAN

"I can't keep this from you...can I?

SANDY

"Keep what from me, personally I don't know what to think about anything you do...I'm sitting here thinking that this guy acts like one of those alpha males that are very ego driven...which I like in a man, but you act like you own the place!"

BRIAN ADJUSTING TABLE CLOTH, MOVING CANDLE OFF CENTER

LEANING OVER TO HER FACE

BRIAN

"I do!"

SANDY WITH BLANK STARE

SANDY

"Well then, couldn't keep that in for long...oh, don't forget, this is one of my favorite places to come...everything is so different, I just Love everything about it!"

BRIAN

"Well thank you, it was a bit of a pain to get started...but with a little hard work, staying focused, dealing with all the legal mumbo-jumbo, and of course a little help from complete strangers who read of my concept, and vested in my dream, wallah!"

SANDY

"I'm glad that your dream came true, we all kind of lucked out on your little effort here."

BRIAN

"And what about you, need to get the conversation started in some direction?"

SANDY REACHES ACROSS THE TABLE, MAKING FIRST HAND CONTACT TO BRIAN'S

AS SHE SMILES, AS TEARS IN HER EYES BECOME OBVIOUS

SANDY

"I, I don't know what to say, but..."

BRIAN

"Speak girl, dinner will be here soon, you've got to feed this boy!"

SANDY

"Just so glad you came into my life, that's all..."

(To Be Continued)

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WINE MAMA (5)

The Auction

EXT: MODESTO AIRPORT-8 A.M.

SHOWING VARIOUS SCENES OF PRIVATE JETS LANDING, LIMOS WAITING FOR PICK-UP.

(scene switch)

EXT: MODESTO CONVENTION CENTER-8:30 A.M.

SHOWING HUGE "EARTH AUCTIONS" SIGN, PEOPLE ARRIVING IN VARIOUS CARS AND TRUCKS

(scene switch)

INT: MODESTO CONVENTION CENTER-8:45 A.M.

SHOWING CATERERS AND WORKERS POURING WINE IN TO CUPS, DOING FINAL PREPARATIONS

SHOWING AUCTIONEER "JAMES PALEN", AND ASSISTANTS GOING THROUGH FINAL SCRIPTS, REVIEWING PHOTOS, AND LIST OF PROPERTY'S

ALREADY IMBIBING ON CUPS OF THE WINE THE STAFF LOOKS OVER TO VIEW ACTUAL LISTINGS OF PROPERTY

(fade to)

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CA. #54962013-MICHAEL FITZPATRICK FAMILY TRUST-5502 WIEMAN RD-172 ACRES-RYKMAN VINEYARDS-VALUATION- $5 MILLION-START BID-$500K

CA. #54822013-SARAH POLLEY ESTATE-2416 LADD RD.-116 ACRES-MESSER VINEYARDS-VALUATION-$3.5 MILLION-START BID $350K

CA. #54542013-CAMERON EQUITY HOLDINGS-83920 VARIAN RD.-130 ACRES-DANIELS VINEYARDS-VALUATION-$4 MILLION-START BID-$400K

CA #54962013-TIEGAN TRUST-87 HATCH RD.-270 ACRES-HATHAWAY VINEYARDS-$6.5 MILLION-START BID-$650K

CA #54222013-ALY REISMAN TRUST-1164 CARPENTER RD.-240 ACRES-REISMAN VINEYARDS-VALUATION-$8 MILLION-START BID-$800K

CA #54852013-FRANK AND SANDY HUDSON TRUST-4320 CARPENTER RD.-35 ACRES-HUDSON VINEYARDS-VALUATION-$1.2 MILLION-START BID-$120K
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PALIN TALKING TO ASSISTANTS

PALIN

"Six fine properties we have here, but unfortunately...they all have one thing in common, they've been abandoned for a while. So, all thing considered, we won't be expecting the bids to be astronomical or anything, so we're going to play down the vineyard part and just focus on the real estate aspects...everyone understand?"

ASSISTANTS SHAKING HEADS

ASSISTANT #1

"What happened to them, some of these are pretty big properties?"


PALIN

"Combination of things, no start-up money for rejuvenation, couldn't get production permits from the state, property tied up in litigation, Pup fish, you name it?"


ASSISTANT #2

Pup fish...what's the deal with the Pup fish?"


PALIN

Lack of water my boy, lack of water, all of it diverted, or just plain held back, due to some conspiracy, union politics, trying to save the planet, interfering in the common farmer just trying to grow a crop...it's just a mad power trip for those with mega-bucks and can't stand to stay out of people's business. It's all messed up!"


ASSISTANT #1

"God, that's so sad...everyone losing their stuff to something so stupid!"


ASSISTANT #2

"That is kind of a waste of resources."


PALIN

"Or lack of brains, okay...come on guy's, let's get this party started!"

(scene close)


EXT: BRIAN'S HOUSE-A.M.

SHOWING BRIAN BACKING OUT OF DRIVEWAY

(scene switch)

EXT: SANDY'S HOUSE-A.M.

SHOWING SANDY DRIVING OUT OF FRONT LOOP OF DRIVEWAY

(scene switch)

EXT: MODESTO AIRPORT-A.M.

SHOWING GRUMMAN G-30 PULLING UP TO LIMO, SCHMIDT AND KYNCL DEPART PLANE AND ENTER LIMO

(scene switch)

INT: MODESTO CONVENTION CENTER-9:45

SHOWING PEOPLE TURNING IN THEIR RSVP'S, TAKING CUPS OF WINE, AND GETTING THEIR BID SIGNS, TAKING SEATS

(fade to)

SCHMIDT SPOTTING EMPTY SEATS OVER IN THE MIDDLE OF ROOM

SCHMIDT

"Over here Kyncl, that's where I want to be...come on let's hurry up here!"


KYNCL

"Yes sir, yes sir...I'm coming!"

BOTH SITTING DOWN

SCHMIDT

"Absolutely perfect placement, this should work out good...where's Zimmerman anyway?"


KYNCL

"His secretary said he went to Milan this morning, flew out last night. Something about selecting speed props for his new boat...who knows with him?"


SCHMIDT

"That's not a boat my boy, that's a ship! That's the only way that Zimmerman plays... over sized canoes for two-thousand. I think he rented his last boat to Carnival when they had that engine fire.


KYNCL

"Yea, I heard something about that...how did that work out anyway?"


SCHMIDT

"Marvelous...just great, the guest had more room, bigger casino, toilets flushed, only Zimmerman could pull something like that off!

OVER PUBLIC ADDRESS SYSTEM

"Ladies and gentlemen, please be seated, the two-thousand thirteen Earth Auction is about to get underway, thank you!"

SHOWING SCHMIDT DIGGING DOWN DEEP INTO HIS EXPANDABLE ATTACHE CASE, PRODUCING A PINT OF SMIRNOFF, HE PROCEEDS TO POUR IT OVER HIS HALF DRANK CUP OF WINE

KYNCL

"Thought you didn't do the hard stuff anymore?"


SCHMIDT

"Well, this swill is just not cutting it...I need a real business beverage for this kind of shit!"


PALIN WALKING UP TO PODIUM, WIRELESS MIKE IN HAND

PALIN

"Hello everybody and welcome to the two-thousand thirteen Earth Auction here in beautiful Modesto, California this morning...today we have several desirable properties, approximately 
six, which are rare, each one unique to themselves. We ask that you please study the prospectus included in your bid packet and note the video walk-through's on the screen beside me here. So, let's get started, shall we?"

LONG PAUSE AS EVERYONE GRABS LITTLE BID SIGNS AND WAITS FOR FIRST POSTING

PALIN

"This first offering was first established in Nineteen-Twenty Two, during the pre-depression era, and might I say, the pre-prohibition era, too! 

EVERYONE LAUGHING

PALIN

"...and produced a record harvest of three hundred and twenty tons of grapes, mostly Concord back in nineteen fifty-six. This is a one hundred and seventy two acre property which is currently under title with the Micheal Fitzpatrick Family Trust since nineteen sixty-three. Let's start the bidding at five hundred thousand dollars."

OVER IN CORNOR OF ROOM, YOU SEE TWO HUGE BODYGUARDS SHOWING UP LATE, MAKING CLEARANCE THROUGH CROWD FOR TWO INDIVIDUALS WEARING HOODIES AND DARK SUNGLASSES

KYNCL AND SCHMIDT TURN THEIR HEADS

KYNCL

"Aw, fuck man, that's George Soro's and...I can't figure out who he's with?"


SCHIMDT

"Oh my Lord, that's Rob Walton, Mr. Wal Mart himself, what the hell is he doing way out here?"


KYNCL

"Well you know...he does sell a lot of box wine!"


SCHIMDT

"I'll put him in a box, ship his sorry ass back to Arkansas where he belongs...China loving prick!"

PALIN CONTINUING

PALIN

"Okay, do I hear five hundred thousand dollars, amana, amana, amana, amana..."

NEWLEYWED COUPLE, STILL IN WEDDING OUTFITS, HOLD UP SIGN NUMBER EIGHTY-THREE

PALIN

"Do I hear six hundred thousand dollars, anama, anama, anama,anama..."

COUPLE IN FRONT HOLD UP SIGN NUMBER FORTY-TWO

PALIN

"Okay forty-two, do I hear seven hundred thousand dollars, anama, anama, anama..."

CLOSE IN ON KYNCL AND SCHMIDT

KYNCL

""Sir, when do we get involved?"


SCHIMDT

"You haven't done this very much, have you? We bid when the deadbeats have exhausted their flame!"


KYNCL

"So this whole thing is like a moot point, like when when you wait for just the right Stone's tickets to come up, huh?"


SCHIMDT

"What in the hell are you talking about...Stone's tickets...you sure you don't want a shot of hooch...just loosen up boy!"

THIRTY MINUTES LATER

PALIN

"I'm looking for four million five hundred thousand, do I hear five million, anama, anama, anama..."


KYNCL

"Sir, we've bidded six times, should we just close this?"


SCHMIDT

"No, I was looking over this property...just a bunch of dead twigs, let it go!"

PALIN

"Okay, I've got four million five hundred thousand showing once, showing twice..."

SUDDENLY SORO"S STANDS UP FROM THE BACK, WAVING HIS SIGN WILDLY

SOROS

"Seven million, give it to me!"

ROB WALTON STANDS UP NEXT TO HIM, PUSHING SOROS TO THE FLOOR, HOLDING UP SIGN EIGHT FORTY THREE

WALTON

"Eight million...it will be done!"

SOROS BEING HELPED UP BY GUARDS

SOROS

"Ten million...you hillbilly fucker!"

WALTON SMIRKING

WALTON

"Twelve and we all go to heaven...except you, you...commie bastard!"


SOROS

"You bastard, I will devalue your U.S. currency, again, you watch me, just watch me, I'll..."


PALIN

"Gentlemen, gentlemen...please contain yourselves please...okay now, I'm showing twelve million dollars to bidder eight forty three, going once, going twice...sold for twelve million dollars on lot five-four nine-six two thousand thirteen, see the accountant please, thank you sir and congratulations!"

EVERYONE APPLAUDS AS SOROS REACHES OVER AND PUNCHES WALTON IN THE FACE, BOTH OF THEM FALLING TO THE FLOOR EXCHANGING PUNCHES

PALIN

"Gentlemen, gentlemen, we will not have this, security...guards, please remove these gentlemen from the building...at once, and oh yes, eight forty three, don't forget to pay the accountant before your tossed out of here!"


KYNCL

"Well...that sort of took care of itself, didn't it?"


SCHMIDT

"Oh, this shit happens all the time...you really need to get out more!"


PALIN

"Sorry ladies and gentlemen, let's move on to lot five four eighty two, two thousand-three why don't we...please note the video pictorial here on the screen. This property was first purchased in nineteen thirty five by the Polly family, who still own it. It is one hundred and sixteen acres of possibilities. Let's start the bidding at three hundred and fifty thousand dollars, anama, anama, anama, anama..."

FLAGS GO UP, FOLLOWED BY MORE FLAGS GOING UP

(30 minutes later)

PALIN

"I've got three million, do I hear three million five, anama, anama, anama, anama..."


SCHMIDT

"Okay, it's time to pull the switch and get something going here!"

SCHMIDT STANDS UP, HOLDING UP SIGN FIVE-FIFTY

SCHMIDT

"Five million...to take!"

ROOM GOES QUIET

PALIN

"Well...then on bidder five-fifty, do I hear five million five, anama, anama, anama, anama...well then, five million once, five million twice, sold to bidder five-fifty on lot five eighty twenty three two thousand thirteen, please go see the accountant, thank you and congratulations!"

EVERYONE APPLAUDING

SCHMIDT

"Kyncl, go take care of this, here's a check."


KYNCL

"Are you going to watch my seat?"


SCHMIDT

"Watch your seat, no...I'm going to sell it to the highest bidder! What kind of crap you been smoking, go pay the lady...crazy bastard!"

(Forty five minutes later)

PALIN

"Sold...to five-fifty, who appears to be on a bit of a roll today for eight million dollars on lot fifty four ninety six two thousand thirteen, please go see the accountant, or if you wish, we can just set you up a seat over by her desk?"

EVERYONE LAUGHING

PALIN

"Okay, on the Aly Reisman Vineyard at two hundred and forty acres, and our second to last property, let's start the bidding at eight hundred thousand dollars, anama, anama, anama..."

SIGNS GO UP, MORE SIGNS GO UP

MEANWHILE, SANDY WHO HAS BEEN REMAINING QUIET FOR THE WHOLE EVENT, LOOKS DEJECTED BY THE CIRCUS ATMOSPHERE, STANDS UP AND WALKS OVER TO WHERE THE ACCOUNTANT IS. AFTER WHISPERING TO HER, SHE GET'S ON RADIO, CALLING A DIRECTOR OVER, WAVING HIM OVER

DIRECTOR

"What can I help you with mam?"


SANDY

"Well, that last property that is up for bid is mine...the Hudson Vineyard...well, I'd like to withdraw it...at least for now."


DIRECTOR

"I don't think that will be possible, in fact it's impossible because it's listed as a Sheriff's sale...it has liens and past due penalties attached to it...it must be sold to make those debts good, understand?" 


SANDY STARTS CRYING

ACCOUNTANT LADY

"Ms. Hudson, do you have anyway of settling this debt, do you see our position on this?"

BRIAN, TURNING HIS HEAD, LOOKING OVER, REALIZES THAT IT'S THAT GIRL, THE ONE WITH THE PICTURE ON HIS E-MAIL, IT'S SANDY. HE DOUBLE CHECKS THE G MAIL PRINT OUT, THEN JUMPS UP AND COMES OVER TO THE ACCOUNTANT'S DESK 

DIRECTOR

"Yes, may I help you sir?"


BRIAN

"I'm kind of running late here, perhaps you could be of assistance?"


SANDY RECOGNIZING BRIAN FROM HIS G-MAIL, STARTS TO WALK OVER

SANDY

"I thought I told you to leave me alone?"


BRIAN

"Excuse us one moment!"

BRIAN GRABBING SANDY BY THE ARM AND PULLING HER TO THE SIDE


SANDY

"No, no, I don't need your help, just leave me alone!"


BRIAN RELEASING SANDY AND WALKING BACK OVER TO ACCOUNTANTS TABLE


PALIN IN BACKGROUND ON MIKE

PALIN

"Okay, I have seven million, do I hear seven million five, anama, anama, anama, anama..."

BACK TO SANDY AND DIRECTOR

DIRECTOR

"Ms. Hudson, you must understand, this is not only unorthodox, but this auction is mandated by the Secretary of State, each transaction permitted, it's not like you have a choice...you just can't come in here because you changed your mind!"

BRIAN TALKING TO ACCOUNTANT


ACCOUNTANT LADY

"Sir, are you okay, can I help you with something?

BEADS OF SWEAT COMING DOWN BRIAN"S FACE


BRIAN

"Ah, yes, me and the Misses have been having a little spat...ah, I'm Mister Frank Hudson...ah, I've been out of town for a while, we haven't been together in a while, family illness...my side, and ah...ah...well, I think my wife forgot to send our tax fee's in, ah...she hasn't been well and I hope you understand. Would it be too much trouble to do a quick assessment and see what we owe? Really don't want to stress her out anymore than she already is...poor dear!"


ACCOUNTANT LADY

"Sure Mister Hudson, I'm so sorry she has been episodic, let me see what I have here, one moment."

ACCOUNTANT LOOKING INTO SECRETARY OF STATE FILES


ACCOUNTANT LADY 

"Mister Hudson, this looks to be six hundred and twenty seven thousand dollars, with the penalties and everything.

BRIAN SWEATING HEAVIER NOW, PULLS OUT CHECK BOOK


BRIAN

"All right Mam, let's just settle this now!



ACCOUNTANT LADY

"But sir, you will still have to go to the hearing to have this discharged, and to be honest with you...they're are a lot of details that I'm not even sure of!"


BRIAN

"Look, this is my Wife's home...she hasn't been normal in a while, she has issues, this is probably all my fault anyway, just verify the number you just gave me, let me write the check, and we will worry about the details later...is that okay with you?"

BRIAN STARTS SLAMMING HIS FIST


ACCOUNTANT LADY

"Okay Mister Hudson, hold on a second...."

GETTING ON RADIO

"Get Palin, tell him the last lot number, ah fifty four eighty five has been cancelled!"

AUCTION ASSISTANT #1 TALKS BACK ON RADIO

AUCTION ASSISTANT #1

"What do you mean cancelled, what the hell happened, ten-four?


ACCOUNTANT LADY

"Ah well, a legal technicality came up, so we are not permitted to offer the property right now."


AUCTION ASSISTANT #1

"Oh, Palin's going to hit the ceiling when he here's about this, he's been on a roll all morning, ten-four?"


ACCOUNTANT LADY

"Sorry, don't want to get us into any trouble, just do it, okay?"


AUCTION ASSISTANT #1

"Roger that money lady, over and out!"

(fade back to podium)

PALIN CLOSING ON PREVIOUS PROPERTY

PALIN

"Okay everyone, we are at ten million five hundred thousand dollars, do I hear eleven million, anama, anama, anama, anama..."


KYNCL

"Sir really, you know, there's still that little Hudson property coming up...you've already dropped thirty five million so far, we can always come back another time you know?"


SCHMIDT

"If you don't want me to transfer you over to the Ellen show as an intern, just shut the fuck up. Do you even know how Ellen likes to do with her new interns? Does the phrase "strap-on" ring a bell...now go to the car and wait for me, understand?"


KYNCL

"I'm going to the car now sir, thank you, had a great time!"


PALIN

Okay, last call, ten million five hundred thousand going once, going twice..."

SCHMIDT STANDS UP, WAVING SIGN

SCHMIDT

"Twelve million, taking you home baby!"

PALIN SNEERS

PALIN

"Some how, I'm not surprised...going once, going twice, sold to bidder five-fifty, lot number five four twenty two two thousand thirteen, please...by all means, go see the accountant, congratulations and have a nice day!"

ASSISTANT #1 WALKS UP TO PALIN  AND WHISPERS INTO HIS EAR

PALIN

"Whatta you mean cancelled, what the fuck is going on here!"

AUDIENCE HEAR"S EXPLETIVES OVER MIKE, CROWD MUTTERS


PALIN

"Ladies and gentlemen, due to an undisclosed legal issue which we'll have resolved at another time, we are sorry, so sorry to announce that lot number fifty four eighty five twp thousand thirteen has been removed from the docket, we apologize for this tragedy. So...with that lovely piece of news, that officially ends our offerings for the Earth Auction two thousand thirteen."

NEWLYWED COUPLE SLAMMING SIGN TO GROUND  

"...I would like to thank everyone for coming out today, take care and stay positive, good day!"

EVERYONE STARTS FUNNELING OUT DOORS


SANDY STANDING IN FRONT OF BRIAN, STARING AT HIM, TEARS IN HER EYES

Sandy 

"What did you just do exactly...no, no, tell me what is it that you just did here?"


BRIAN

"I'm not sure myself, saved your ass...something like that?"


SANDY

"You have got to be the biggest asshole I ever met, but God...oh God, thank you so very very much, you are such a blessing!"


BRIAN

"Well, with that...Misses Hudson, would you be interested in making a little wine down the road?"


SANDY

"Do I have a choice in the matter?"


BRIAN

"I certainly hope not, we can only give things a try and see what happens...you game?


SANDY

"I don't know what your about or where in the hell you came from, but thank you..."

SANDY WALKS UP AND GIVES BRIAN A BIG HUG


BRIAN

"Yea well, that's alright, but I'm hungry, let's get out of here, there's a little restaurant down the street, and I know we can get a table."


SANDY

"Really, just like that?"


BRIAN

"Just like that!"


SANDY

"What are you driving, I'll follow you out?"


BRIAN

"I'm kind of a low key dude, I don't like drawing a lot of attention, you get me?"


SANDY

"You just dropped almost three quarters of a million on me, a complete stranger, and now your telling me your low key...what's your shit about anyway, come on what are you driving?"


Brian

"Don't laugh...it's a light baby blue Chevy van with running boards!"

SANDY STARTS LAUGHING UNCONTROLLABLY

SANDY

"Running boards, I've been saved by a guy in a Love van, Jesus Christ, this is too messed up!"


BRIAN

"It's all about the learning curve of living meagerly and applying your resources to where it will have the most use and application...in other words, I'm cheap when I need to be, get me? At this point, it's just you...and me...we are the only two people in the room right now. I'll tell you about me, and then, if you feel the urge, tell me about you...hold nothing back, I want to make sure I get my money's worth here if all else falls to shit...okay?"


SANDY

"Yea, I get you...but what is it...you just came down here from the heaven's to save my ass?"


BRIAN

"I was actually just looking for a business partner...is it your fault, that your female, smart, easy on the eyes...perhaps a little over cautious,,,but then, I...like that in a girl...look, you've been through a lot, so you know, maybe you were right about one thing..."


SANDY

"What's that?"


BRIAN

"Maybe someone did send me over from the heavens!"


SANDY

"So your from up there, like my own personal Guardian Michel, watching over me, taking me by the hand, just hanging till I'm all good?"


BRIAN

"No actually, I live down the street, but I'll keep that mind if I ever start to doubt my intentions!"


SANDY


"Your my human savior of sorts, huh?"


BRIAN

"Hey, I kind of liked that Guardian Michel thing, but look...I'm getting Hypoglycemic here, if you don't get me something to eat here...I'm gonna..."


SANDY

"I'm sorry, sorry...I'll follow you out, I'm over here in the Range Rover..."


BRIAN

"Show off!"


SANDY

"IT's a lease...not quite the same thing, let's go!"


BRIAN

"It's not, at least I own my Love van..."


(scene close)