Wine Mama (17) - Politics Of Evil

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2013

WINE MAMA (17)

THE POLITICS OF EVIL

INT: ROBERT KYNCL'S OFFICE-MOUNTAIN VIEW, CALIFORNIA.-A.M.

JOHN HEINZ, ROBERT'S PERSONAL ASSISTANT TALKING TO MISTER KYNCL IN HIS OFFICE

JOHN

"Mister Kyncl, we have a couple of new guys as requested, that will be getting out soon...now they do have two felony strikes against them, but I figured they be hungry, eager to do the deed, you know...pay attention to details."

ROBERT

"To details...I've got to get this done right, I'm losing patience with all this!"

JOHN

"Yea, that's what I thought...so where do you want to meet them?"

ROBERT

"I don't, just get them a car, whatever they need from Sid, drop them ten-percent, then the rest when the job's complete...keep it simple, keep it clean, keep me out of it, no hesitation...get in there, out of there, understand?"

JOHN

"Yes sir, I'll call you when the deal's set up."

ROBERT

"No, I said no...you schmuck...just set it up as I stated, I don't need any tie-ins, no connecting dots...just one thing?"

JOHN

"What's that sir?"

ROBERT

"Results!"

JOHN

"Got your back sir, be back later.

(scene switch)

INT: DISTRICT ATTORNEY'S OFFICE-MODESTO, CALIFORNIA-A.M.

DEPUTY ATTORNEY PAUL DAVIS GOING THROUGH TWO FILES

ONE MARKED COMPLAINT FILED-EARTH AUCTIONS-MODESTO

THE OTHER FROM THE CALIFORNIA SECRETARY OF STATE'S OFFICE

BOTH CLAIMING THAT BRIAN CASHMAN HAD WILLFULLY MISREPRESENTED HIMSELF AS THE DECEASED FRANK HUDSON

LOOKING CAREFULLY AT ONE OF FRANK HUDSON'S OLD SIGNATURES, HE NOTICES THAT CASHMAN DID NOT ATTEMPT TO FORGE FRANK HUDSON'S NAME ON THE SHERIFF'S LIEN, BUT RATHER SIGNED HIS OWN NAME

DAVIS

"Hey Toby, what do you say about someone settling someone else's estate and signs-off on it?"

DEPUTY ATTORNEY ASSISTANT-TOBY BENSON

"Was that the Hudson Vineyard?"

DAVIS

"Yes it was...I don't see any complaint filed by the spouse...oh, let me see...oh yea, Sandy Hudson."

TOBY

"Apparently, the two are an item now, I believe she is living back on the property and he is just helping her restore it!

DAVIS

Let's see, according to our ATF records, it shows he's been purchasing a large quantity of various fertilizers, chemicals, definitely looks like they're gearing up for production!"

TOBY

"That's all we have, nothing suspicious or even out of sync with Cashman...he fills out all the paperwork, get's his permits filed, he plays it straight!"

DAVIS

"Well, if that's all we have, then all these complaints are just based on her-say...I've got bigger fish to fry than this...it's her property, good luck to her for finding someone legit that gives a damn!"

TOBY

"Give it a little time, they'll be married within the year...little pitter-patter of feet you think?"

DAVIS

"Knowing Cashman, he'll have 'em out there working...squishing grapes!"

DAVIS TAKES HIS STAMP AND STAMPS BOTH FILES

CASE DENIED

(scene switch)

INT: MODESTO SHERIFF'S OFFICE-DETECTIVE SMITH'S OFFICE-A.M.

DETECTIVE SHELLY SMITH TALKING ON PHONE TALKING TO DEPUTY ATTORNEY ASSISTANT TOBY DAVIS

DETECTIVE SMITH

"Listen to this...a Bear citation, that's all I got here...the accidental destruction of a protected animal...what to do...what in the world am I suppose to do with that?"

DAVIS

"Well, that's all I can pin here...I can't puch something that doesn't exist girl, you know that!"

SMITH

"I swear...I'm gonna lose it...I can't believe that bitch be walking, cause Judge Hopkins, he gonna see that pretty white girl all sobbin and everything...throw her ass out the chambers, and then the man gonna come and turn me into fertilizer, you just watch!"

DAVIS

"What exactly does the man want?"

SMITH

That property...that's what he wants...he's a filthy rich greedy sucker than wants nothing more than to buy up anything in Modesto that doesn't have a neighborhood attached to it...you hear me?"

DAVIS

"Sounds to me, like we need to be investigating those guys...I mean, it is her property, and whatever or whoever she has agreed upon to get her out of her predicament, well...tha's private enterprise at it's best!"

SMITH

"Man, you just don't get it, you not understanding me...these Google tycoons can't stand the word no...they will buy and sell your ass, then put your first born up on the auction block, you feel me?"

DAVIS

"Like I said, I wish they would all just back down with this...I mean even the unions, the processors, the distillers, all of them know better than to play dirty ball like that...and they're desperate for growing property, and they have three-quarters of the grape harvest in the county as I speak...but I do see what you mean...this Hudson property sticks out like a sore thumb, look...just listen to me..."

SMITH

"What are you sayin...listen to me, what are you going to do for me, pull something out of the hat, a technicality...anything!"

DAVIS

Look, without going through the laundry list, if you push this and they find out your playing ball with them, they will just shut you down, lock you up, and throw away the ke!"

SMITH

"Yea well, thanks for the reality check, but I'm getting pressure from the suits, and it's startin to not feel right...Davis...I'm getting scared man!"

DAVIS

"Well, drop me a name when you feelin comfortable, but watch your back...cause if you got enough money, you can make anything look like an accident!"

SMITH

"I know, I know...boy what kind of shit did I get myself into...all I ever wanted to be was a good civil servant, make my Mama happy, and look what I did, what did I do Davis, answer me?"

DAVIS

"You got greedy!"

(scene switch)

INT: FAIRFIELD VINEYARDS-JOHN GREY'S OFFICE-MODESTO-A.M.

JOHN GREY-DIRECTOR OF OPERATIONS-UNION PRESIDENT TALKING ON I-PHONE TO ROBERT KYNCL

JOHN

"Why are you trying to draw the unions into all your crap, hell sir, we just hit one-point two billion in just grape sales, just for this county alone...look I've heard the crap on the street about Schmidt and Zimmerman...all you Google guys in some kind of demented buy out of the west coast...but I'm warning you...don't be fucking around with my unions, or me and my team will kick back on you so fast, you want know what hit you...you understand me?"

KYNCL

"Calm down, there's enough coin to go around...you can take your cut and move shit...anywhere in the world, anywhere you want!"

JOHN

"that's just it...your not reading me, your not listening, look, I've been growing grapes all my life, I am Cali, you understand, and I'm not planning on going anywhere till the good Lord tells me so...look, I'm happy, the stewards are happy, the workers are well-taken care of, okay?"

KYNCL

"You say that now, but a couple of mill might change your mind...just a bit!"

JOHN

"Look, I'm a God-fearing union grape grower, I was doing this long before you were even in diapers...I grow 'em, process them, ferment, and bottle them up...the business has been pretty damn good to me, not like you...with your little schemes, I Love to work...speaking of which, I need to get back to work...sitting here listening to your plan to buy up the west coast, geez!"

KYNCL

"Okay John, I'm not going topush this, but change is going to happen one way or another, you'll see...just thought you'd like to share in the proceeds, that's all!"

JOHN

You know, I really appreciate that Rob, but your stickin your fingers in something that is of legend, do me a favor, step back for a second, and at least look at what your doing, okay?"

KYNCL

Sure John, I understand...yea sure, no problem."

JOHN

"I gotta go, bye!"

KYNCL PUSHING OFF ON PHONE, THEN DIALING UP JOHN HEINZ

JOHN

""Hey, what's up Mister Kyncl, thought you wanted to play silent today?"

KYNCL

"Yea, well...things change...did you get a chance to meet our new friends yet?"

JOHN

"No, I'm over at the prison now, they should be out in about an hour, so...what's up?"

KYNCL

"Got someone else to add to our guest list, think they will be able to handle it?"

JOHN

"No problem Mister Kyncl...just make sure you take care of them, the gratuities and such?"

KYNCL

"Oh, that's no problem, no problem...at all!"

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