Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2013
WINE MAMA (73)
GATOR BITES
EXT: LOUISIANA SWAMP-OUTSIDE LAFAYETTE-BAYOU BLACK-MONDAY-6 A.M.
TIM LAROUSSE (BRIAN CASHMAN'S DESIGNATED TRAPPER) IS IN JOHN BOAT TRYING TO UNTANGLE A SIX FOOT GATOR FROM A TRAP, TRYING TO GET CLEAN SHOT AT IT WITH TWENTY-TWO RIFLE
MEANWHILE, UNBEKNOWNST TO HIM A BIG FOURTEEN FOOT MAMA GATOR IS COMING UP TO HIM FROM OTHER SIDE OF BOAT
WITH FULL FORCE, SHE RAMS BOAT TIPPING IT OVER CAUSING TIM TO FALL IN WATER, AS BOAT SINKS
MAMA GATOR ATTACKS TIM EATING HIM ALIVE
(2 HOURS LATER)
LOUISIANA WILDLIFE AND GAMING BOAT ON PATROL, SEE'S CARNAGE
PULLS IN CHECKING BODY AND BOAT NUMBER FOR PERMITS AND IDENTIFICATION
DEPUTY FORCHE
"Yea, Peggy...you out there, this is seven-sixty, Deputy Forche, we got one of our Gator trappers out here deceased, looks like an attack, might want to get the coroner on the horn, ten-four?"
PEGGY-LAFAYETTE STATE POLICE DISPATCH
Ten-four seven-sixty, what's your location, copy?"
DEPUTY FORCHE
"About a mile into the east inlet to Bayou Black, I'm I.D. of a Tim Larousse, twenty-nine years out of Lafayette, ten-four?"
PEGGY
"What's his condition, anyone else hurt or injured, ten-four?"
FORCHE
"No, looks to be alone, pretty chewed up, torso eaten out, got a trapped gator still in the water, but I don't think he did this, too small...probably a ticked off monster gator came up and took care of business, although I don't see anything right now, ten-four?"
PEGGY
"Affirmative seven-sixty, I have dispatched an airboat, it just came up that he was permitted through a Brian Cashman in Modesto, California, I'm going to notify him right now, ten-four?"
FORCHE
"Yea, looks like he might be shopping for a new trapper, this one is done, that's for sure, ten-four!"
PEGGY LAUGHING
"That's terrible, but true...them Gator bites do kind of be the end of the line for most of them boys, dispatch be ten-six!"
PEGGY CALLING BRIAN IN MODESTO
(scene switch)
INT: GATORTAIL RESTAURANT-BRIAN'S OFFICE
BRIAN PICKS UP PHONE
"Good morning, Gatortail, Cashman speaking..."
PEGGY
"Yes, this is Peggy Calder with the Louisiana State Police, I'm sorry to inform you, but a trapper that you had permitted to you, has just been found deceased in the swamp, apparently a trapping accident, he was mauled by an Alligator..."
BRIAN
"Oh my God, when did this happen?"
PEGGY
"On of our officer's found him by his tipped over boat this morning, I'm very sorry, I send my condolences, sir"
BRIAN
"Yes, okay, thank you..."
HANGING UP PHONE HE CALLS JOHN ON THE INTERCOM, COMING IN OUT OF KITCHEN
JOHN
"What's up boss, wanted to say congratulations to you and the the new bride by the way..."
BRIAN
"Yea thanks, ah I just got a call from the State Police in Louisiana, Tim our trapper was killed by an Alligator this morning, isn't that lovely?"
JOHN
"It took us so long to get him and get him all hooked up, we're going to half to work fast and try to find someone else."
BRIAN
"Yea, well there is a wholesaler's clearinghouse over there in Bossier City, but they charge quite a bit, so I guess we'll just have to exchange a little profit for supply?"
JOHN
"Well, we are using about ten a week, so you need to get on the horn, cause we were expecting a shipment on Wednesday, so we need to get calling, can't be running out of tail, even if we are in Modesto, I've got to go finish putting together the Gumbo!"
BRIAN
"Yea okay, hell of a welcoming back, you heard about Sandy getting kidnapped by some of Sheffield's boys...I've still got to contend with that?"
JOHN
"Yea, Sandy mentioned it this morning, but she didn't seem to concerned...that girl's pretty tough, you two are like watching a drama...in real life, not too much shocks me anymore!"
BRIAN
"Yea, it amazes me how we're even still alive, someone upstairs is definitely watching our ass, that's for sure...just keep beating the odds, truly amazes me..."
JOHN LEAVES OFFICE AND GOES BACK TO KITCHEN, AS BRIAN LOOKS ON INTERNET FOR GATOR TAIL WHOLESALERS
CALLING UP BILLY'S GATOR EMPORIUM IN NEW ORLEANS
BILLY ANSWERING
"How you'all doing, Billy speaking?"
BRIAN
"Yes, this is Brian Cashman with the Gatortail Restaurant here in Modesto, California, ah my trapper...my supplier was mauled by a Gator this morning down in Lafayette and I was wondering if you could help me find someone to fill his shoes, so to speak!"
BILLY
"Yes sir, we just heard about it on the new, that was Tim...met him a couple of times, really sorry to hear 'bout that, but sometimes the Gator wins, just some bad luck there...gotta keep your eyes open all the time...so had him permitted through you?"
BRIAN
"Yea, almost a year...really good guy...guess I need to run down if their having a funeral, I don't even know if he had any family...you know anything?"
BILLY
"Weird thing about it, that's how his Daddy died, too, Mama passed years ago from the cancer, and I think he had a girlfriend and a dog, they probably just cremate what's left of him...down here, the Gator takes his spirit back to the swamp...wouldn't worry 'bout it too much, you know?"
BRIAN
"Okay, can you see about setting me up with about ten whole Gator tails for Tuesday, say six to eight footers, need them poly-sealed, dry ice, and shipped out Fed-Ex'ed out?
BILLY
"I don't know Mister Cashman, you'd first have to set up an account, and then I'd probably have to get a shared lot from a couple of trappers, that's a pretty big order there, why don't you fill out the form on the net there, and I'll get you cleared through."
BRIAN
"Okay, but I was just going to give you my American Express number for the time being...you take that?"
BILLY
"Well sure, but your probably looking at eighty or ninety dollars a tail, then the shipping?"
BRIAN
"What...Tim was getting sixty a tail, what's the deal?"
BILLY
"Sir, you were dealing directly with the trapper, things work a little differently when you go through a broker, you should know that...I have to make a living, too?"
BRIAN
"Your right, well, do me a favor and ask around if you don't mind?"
BILLY
"I'll do whatever I can Mister Cashman, go head and fill out that form, and I'll make some calls, get back to you...have a good day, sir...goodbye!"
BRIAN
"You too Billy, thanks again for your help, goodbye..."
BRIAN WALKS INTO KITCHEN, TALKING TO JOHN
JOHN
"Well the what's the word, did you have any luck?"
BRIAN
"I think so, talked to a Billy at some Emporium wholesaler down in New Orleans, he'll be able to hook me up I think?"
JOHN
"He give you a good price?"
BRIAN
"Let's put it this way, we may have our tails, but it's really going to cut into our profits for a while...dealing with a wholesaler is a little different than working with an independent!"
JOHN
"Hey, they got to eat, too?"
BRIAN
"Eat me into the poor house, yea, I already got the lecture...gumbo smells good.
JOHN
"I don't use so much Gator in this one, try to cut back till I know we're getting shipment."
BRIAN
"You are the man John...you are the man!"
JOHN
"Don't worry, this all work out...Big Man upstairs watch over us...you know that!"
BRIAN
"He may be watching over us, but there's one thing for sure?"
JOHN
"What's that?"
BRIAN
"He wasn't watching over Tim this morning...guess he can't be everywhere at once."
JOHN
"He keeps his hands full just trying to keep you and Miss Sandy alive, he ain't got time for anyone else, you two wear him out!"
BRIAN
"Yea, learn to share...can't be selfish all the time!"
scene close
HANGING UP PHONE HE CALLS JOHN ON THE INTERCOM, COMING IN OUT OF KITCHEN
JOHN
"What's up boss, wanted to say congratulations to you and the the new bride by the way..."
BRIAN
"Yea thanks, ah I just got a call from the State Police in Louisiana, Tim our trapper was killed by an Alligator this morning, isn't that lovely?"
JOHN
"It took us so long to get him and get him all hooked up, we're going to half to work fast and try to find someone else."
BRIAN
"Yea, well there is a wholesaler's clearinghouse over there in Bossier City, but they charge quite a bit, so I guess we'll just have to exchange a little profit for supply?"
JOHN
"Well, we are using about ten a week, so you need to get on the horn, cause we were expecting a shipment on Wednesday, so we need to get calling, can't be running out of tail, even if we are in Modesto, I've got to go finish putting together the Gumbo!"
BRIAN
"Yea okay, hell of a welcoming back, you heard about Sandy getting kidnapped by some of Sheffield's boys...I've still got to contend with that?"
JOHN
"Yea, Sandy mentioned it this morning, but she didn't seem to concerned...that girl's pretty tough, you two are like watching a drama...in real life, not too much shocks me anymore!"
BRIAN
"Yea, it amazes me how we're even still alive, someone upstairs is definitely watching our ass, that's for sure...just keep beating the odds, truly amazes me..."
JOHN LEAVES OFFICE AND GOES BACK TO KITCHEN, AS BRIAN LOOKS ON INTERNET FOR GATOR TAIL WHOLESALERS
CALLING UP BILLY'S GATOR EMPORIUM IN NEW ORLEANS
BILLY ANSWERING
"How you'all doing, Billy speaking?"
BRIAN
"Yes, this is Brian Cashman with the Gatortail Restaurant here in Modesto, California, ah my trapper...my supplier was mauled by a Gator this morning down in Lafayette and I was wondering if you could help me find someone to fill his shoes, so to speak!"
BILLY
"Yes sir, we just heard about it on the new, that was Tim...met him a couple of times, really sorry to hear 'bout that, but sometimes the Gator wins, just some bad luck there...gotta keep your eyes open all the time...so had him permitted through you?"
BRIAN
"Yea, almost a year...really good guy...guess I need to run down if their having a funeral, I don't even know if he had any family...you know anything?"
BILLY
"Weird thing about it, that's how his Daddy died, too, Mama passed years ago from the cancer, and I think he had a girlfriend and a dog, they probably just cremate what's left of him...down here, the Gator takes his spirit back to the swamp...wouldn't worry 'bout it too much, you know?"
BRIAN
"Okay, can you see about setting me up with about ten whole Gator tails for Tuesday, say six to eight footers, need them poly-sealed, dry ice, and shipped out Fed-Ex'ed out?
BILLY
"I don't know Mister Cashman, you'd first have to set up an account, and then I'd probably have to get a shared lot from a couple of trappers, that's a pretty big order there, why don't you fill out the form on the net there, and I'll get you cleared through."
BRIAN
"Okay, but I was just going to give you my American Express number for the time being...you take that?"
BILLY
"Well sure, but your probably looking at eighty or ninety dollars a tail, then the shipping?"
BRIAN
"What...Tim was getting sixty a tail, what's the deal?"
BILLY
"Sir, you were dealing directly with the trapper, things work a little differently when you go through a broker, you should know that...I have to make a living, too?"
BRIAN
"Your right, well, do me a favor and ask around if you don't mind?"
BILLY
"I'll do whatever I can Mister Cashman, go head and fill out that form, and I'll make some calls, get back to you...have a good day, sir...goodbye!"
BRIAN
"You too Billy, thanks again for your help, goodbye..."
BRIAN WALKS INTO KITCHEN, TALKING TO JOHN
JOHN
"Well the what's the word, did you have any luck?"
BRIAN
"I think so, talked to a Billy at some Emporium wholesaler down in New Orleans, he'll be able to hook me up I think?"
JOHN
"He give you a good price?"
BRIAN
"Let's put it this way, we may have our tails, but it's really going to cut into our profits for a while...dealing with a wholesaler is a little different than working with an independent!"
JOHN
"Hey, they got to eat, too?"
BRIAN
"Eat me into the poor house, yea, I already got the lecture...gumbo smells good.
JOHN
"I don't use so much Gator in this one, try to cut back till I know we're getting shipment."
BRIAN
"You are the man John...you are the man!"
JOHN
"Don't worry, this all work out...Big Man upstairs watch over us...you know that!"
BRIAN
"He may be watching over us, but there's one thing for sure?"
JOHN
"What's that?"
BRIAN
"He wasn't watching over Tim this morning...guess he can't be everywhere at once."
JOHN
"He keeps his hands full just trying to keep you and Miss Sandy alive, he ain't got time for anyone else, you two wear him out!"
BRIAN
"Yea, learn to share...can't be selfish all the time!"
scene close
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