Wine Mama (89) Wine To Go

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2014

WINE MAMA (89)

WINE TO GO

INT: MODESTO HOSPITAL-EMERGENCY ROOM-6 P.M.

AFTER BEING PICKED UP FROM COLUMBUS VINEYARDS BY SEVERAL AMBULANCES, BILL WARD, JULIO, AND THE SECURITY GUARD HAVE ALL HAD THEIR HEADS BANDAGED UP FROM THE BEING SHOT IN THE HEAD BY TOMS WRIST ROCKET

DOCTOR BROWN IS ASKING QUESTIONS, AS WELL AS A SHERIFF'S OFFICER


DOCTOR BROWN

"So you were attacked by who again?"


BILL WARD

"I don't know, these guys...boy does my head hurt...they were stealing wine from one of the chill pipes out in back of the building."


OFFICER SMITH

"Did you recognize them...what were they driving?"


BILL WARD

"Never seen these guys in my life...just a big city truck or something!"


SECURITY GUARD (TONY)

"Yea, they had something about them being with Modesto Water and were looking for a leak, or they had found a leak...something like that..."


DOCTOR BROWN

"Well, I guess you two are going to be okay, but your staff member, a Julio Gonzalez...he didn't fair too well, we had to induce a coma because of internal bleeding to his temple, we'll just have to do a wait and see at this point..."


BILL WARD

"Officer...can you find out about that truck...I remember that it was number twelve on the side, there were two guys, and I'm sure my surveillance system picked all their activities up!"


OFFICER SMITH

"Yea Mister Ward, you just take it easy for now, we'll go back in the morning and look at the footage, but I'm going on head and calling the water board and see if they had any incidents out that way, truck might have just been stolen, it's kind of early to tell?"

(scene switch)

INT: BRIAN'S HOUSE-LIVING ROOM-8 P.M.

BRIAN GETTING HOME EARLIER THAN NORMAL

SANDY SPRAWLED OUT ON FLOOR, PUTTING TOGETHER COLOR PATTERNS WITH PAINT TILE SAMPLES


SANDY

"Hey big guy, what you doing home so early?"


BRIAN

"Good question, John had taken care of everything, business was so-so, and now that we got Glenda in there helping him in the kitchen...there wasn't anything for me to do...it's like I wasn't needed, so I came home!"


SANDY

"Well, it's just a weird day all around, like something is up, but I can't quite put my finger on it...John seems to really like Glenda...I think it's going to work out between them two!"


BRIAN

"My little budding matchmaker here, you didn't waste any time with that hire...where did you find her at?"


SANDY

"She was a cook at Cooter's and she was looking for some different cuisine to challenge, she's also a good pastry chef...you know, you just get bored flipping burgers and serving wings all day...should of seen the look on John's face...priceless!"


BRIAN

"How's the new color scheme matching up?"


SANDY

It's taking a little longer than I thought, all these neutral colors are messing with my head...to many tints...I'm just a simple girl, I like things bold!"


BRIAN

"Well, the only reason is that it makes the room too dark, it's a lot of overkill, so I'd like to lighten up the entrance, I don't know...do what makes you happy!

BRIAN GRABS THE REMOTE, TURNING ON THE TV


ANNOUNCER

"And the city counsel has voted eight to twelve to limit the number of parking meters in the downtown business corridor, and once again the early morning robbery at the Columbus Winery still has police stumped after a Modesto water truck was apparently stolen for the get away, it was found on the outskirts of town this evening. Preliminary reports are that many thousand of gallons of wine was removed from the property, whereabouts unknown at this report. And now here's Shep with the weather...

BRIAN MUTING TV


BRIAN

"I can't believe this...thought today was a little weird, let me call Bill up and see what's going on?"

PUSHING HIS MEMORY ON HIS I-PHONE IT IMMEDIATELY GOES TO VOICEMAIL


BRIAN

"Yea Bill, hope everything is okay, please give me a call when you get in, bye!"


SANDY

"I'll tell ya, this wine shit is more trouble than it's worth, wonder if it was ours?"


BRIAN

"We were the only account he was processing best I could figure...damn, who would be up to this?"


SANDY

"Pick your sleazeballs, seems like we've got quite a list of people that just can't stand you succeeding at anything...let's see, who's still alive that we haven't managed to kill off yet?"

BRIAN STARING OUT KITCHEN WINDOW, SUDDENLY SNAPS FINGERS


BRIAN

"Ron Zimmerman, he came in for lunch last week, asking a lot of questions, finally had a little confrontation with him at the front door of the restaurant, ended up chasing him off...he had it in for me...question is proving this...this might be a problem!"


SANDY

"Well, I wouldn't wait too long, what's he going to do with all that wine if it is yours?"


BRIAN

"Ship it out, bottle it up and resell probably, it's worth...depending on how much of it he's got a couple of million!"


SANDY

"He's worth billions, why would he go through all that trouble?"


BRIAN

"Greed, satisfaction at seeing me go down in flames...like I said the guys a psycho, a walking turd!"


SANDY

"So, what's the game plan?"


BRIAN

"If the pump truck from Modesto Water was recovered, then he transferred it somewhere...either a train tank, another truck, somewhere between here and Mountain View...I guess."


(scene switch)

INTERSTATE FIVE, NORTH BOUND TANKER TRUCK GETS PULLED OVER BY HIGHWAY PATROL FOR LEAKING FLUID

OFFICER APPROACHES TRUCK WITH COSBY, TOM, AND DAN THE DRIVER IN THE CAB


OFFICER

"Like to see your weigh sheet, your license, and your log if you don't mind sir?"


DAN

"I've got a log book and a license, but we just picked this load up, haven't weighed it yet."


OFFICER

"Well, the reason I stopped you is that your load is leaking and your looking a little over weight on this, what are you hauling?"


DAN

"Fruit juice, got to get it to the processors tonight if I can make it!"

OFFICER WALKING TO BACK OF TRUCK, TAKING A SNIFF OF THE LEAKING PRODUCT, SMELL STRONG ALCOHOL

WALKS BACK UP TO CAB


OFFICER

"Your moving alcohol sir, where did you get this load from?"


DAN GETTING NERVOUS

"Outside of L.A. taking it to Superior Processors in Sacramento!"


OFFICER

"Maybe your not hearing me sir, you can't transport spirits loose like this without a permit and a weigh ticket, I'm going to need you to come out of the truck!"

TOM DECIDES HE WANTS TO TAKE MATTERS INTO HIS OWN HANDS, AGAIN

LOADS UP HIS WRIST ROCKET, FIRES OFF A ROCK AT THE OFFICER, HITTING HIM IN THE SHOULDER, OFFICER GOES DOWN AND PULLS SERVICE WEAPON


OFFICER

"Everybody, get your hands up, don't anyone move..."

GETTING ON RADIO, HE QUICKLY CALLS FOR BACK-UP

WITHIN MINUTES TRUCK IS SURROUNDED BY OFFICERS

FIELD SARGENT REALISES THAT THIS WAS THE STOLEN WINE HE HEARD ABOUT ON THE NEWS


FIELD SARGENT

"They didn't get this out of L.A., this is the theft from the Columbus Winery over in Modesto...that's hundred proof wine vodka they're transporting there.

HANDCUFFING THE THREE THEY TAKE THEM IN FOR BOOKING

THEY GET FILL IN DRIVER TO TAKE IT TO HOLDING AREA

ATTEMPTING TO CALL BILL WARD THEY GET HIS VOICEMAIL, TOO

(scene switch)

INT: BRIAN'S HOUSE-BEDROOM-11 P.M.

SITTING IN BED THEY TURN THE NEWS BACK ON


ANNOUNCER

"And regarding the wine caper, looks like the people responsible overlooked a few things as they were taking off the booty...permits and a leaky hose, all three men are in custody tonight awaiting arraignment, the owner of Columbus Winery was still at the hospital for observation, our reporter caught up with him and spoke about the theft."


BILL WARD ON CAMERA

"I can't believe the luck in this incident, that was pretty brazen, whoever put this together, but at least the owner of the product can sleep well tonight, we'll have it shipped back in the morning...just real lucky in this one!"


BRIAN

"Well, look at that...there is a higher power...someone's watching us for sure!"


SANDY

"Really, what were the odds of them finding that?"


BRIAN

"I'm just a little concerned about one thing though?"


SANDY

"What's that?"


BRIAN

"Did they ever stop the leak...it might all drain out before we even get it back?"


SANDY

"Quit being such a worry wart, I'm sure it's fine...they probably tapped a little for themselves, too!"


BRIAN

"I can see all the boys on the Highway Patrol now..."


SANDY

"Having to take cabs home probably..."


BRIAN

"Yea really...but that just blows my mind that they found it!"


SANDY

"Your just a lucky boy that's all, since your on a streak would you like to get lucky with me?"


BRIAN

"Thought you'd never ask..."

BOTH GIGGLING



(scene close)

Wine Mama (88) Smoke and Mirrors

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2014

WINE MAMA (88)

SMOKE AND MIRRORS

EXT: COLUMBUS WINERY-ACROSS THE STREET-7 A.M.

COSBY AND TOM (ZIMMERMAN'S CRONY'S) ARE SITTING IN A BORROWED WATER BOARD TRUCK WAITING FOR THE OKAY TO GO IN AND CREATE AN EMERGENCY REPAIR SITUATION

COSBY'S PHONE RINGS


COSBY

"Yea, how we looking?"


WATER TECHNICIAN

"Okay, we just sprang a leak on the west wall, pull up to the guard and tell him you need to get in!"


COSBY

"How are you guy's able to just spring a leak like that?"


TECHNICIAN

"Hey, we got tricks, don't worry about it!"

HE STARTS TRUCK AND COMES AROUND CORNER TO GUARD GATE


GUARD

"Hey, can I help you?"


COSBY

"Yea, we with Modesto Water, got a leak somewhere on the back of your building, need to check it out!"


GUARD

"Wow, I haven't seen any water..."


COSBY

"Probably running under the slab, don't want to take any chances here...let me through!"


GUARD

"Okay, if you find something, let me know?"


COSBY

"Yea right..."

GOING AROUND CORNER OF BUILDING THEY QUICKLY SPOT INSULATED PIPES COMING OUT OF DISTILLING ROOM

PUT DRILL TAP INTO PIPE, SPIN IT, AND IMMEDIATELY START DRAWING WINE RIGHT INTO THEIR TANK

GUARD STARTS TO COME AROUND CORNER TO SEE HOW EVERYTHING'S GOING


GUARD

"Hey, what you guy's doing, that's not a water pipe?"


TOM

"And you are right, I guess your the winner of the contest this morning...lucky you!"

TAKING A WRIST ROCKET OUT OF HIS SHIRT HE POPS THE GUARD IN THE HEAD WITH A CONCRETE ROCK, KNOCKING HIM OUT


COSBY

"You didn't have to kill the dude..."


TOM

"I didn't kill him, just gave him a little headache...how long are we going to be?"


COSBY

"Boss didn't want us to take everything, just enough to piss off Cashman...figuring about fifteen thousand gallons, that ought to get his attention!"


TOM

"So, can we take some home and drink it?"


COSBY

"I guess we could pull a little, Boss wants to ship this crap to Italy or something...like rebottle it over there and bring it back in the country under another name!"

TOM

"You want me to go get the water truck?"


COSBY

"Yea, you know, if we just leave right now, just fuck it...by the time the old man figures he's been ripped off, it won't matter anyway..."

INSIDE THE WINERY THE LOW FLOW INDICATORS ARE STARTING TO BUZZ AND BLINK, JULIO SEE'S THIS, KNOWS THE TRUCKS OUTSIDE DRAWING OUT WINE FROM THE WALL, BUT DOES NOTHING

HOWEVER, THERE'S A SEPARATE SET OF INDICATORS IN BILL WARD'S OFFICE
ONLY PROBLEM IS THAT HE HAS NOT ARRIVED AT WORK YET

BUT HIS EMERGENCY PHONE APP CALLS AND ALERTS HIM ANYWAY

(scene switch)


INT: BILL WARD'S HOUSE

LOOKING DOWN AT PHONE HE SEE'S CODE 100


BILL TALKING TO HIMSELF

"Oh shit, somebody's taking a leak..."

GRABBING HIS PHONE HE CALLS JULIO UP TO FIND OUT WHAT'S GOING ON


BILL

"Hey, Julio...what's up over there, I've got a leak detected on the mainframe!"


JULIO

"Maybe the sensor is bad or something, I don't see anything over here!"


BILL

"No, no Julio...you might not see anything, go look..."


JULIO

"All right Mister Bill, I check!"

BILL GOES ON HEAD AND GETS DRESSED, JUMPING IN TRUCK, BURNING RUBBER, AND HEADING TO THE WINERY

JULIO RUNS AROUND BACK OF BUILDING


JULIO

"Hey' you guys better hurry up, I think the boss man coming!"

SEEING GUARD LAYING ON GROUND BLEEDING HE STARTS TO BACK UP


COSBY

"Who are you?"


JULIO

"I'm your inside guy remember?"

BEFORE ANY CONVERSATION STARTS IN REBUTTAL TOM HAS ALREADY PULLED OUT HIS WRIST ROCKET AND POPPED JULIO IN THE HEAD


COSBY

"What did you do that for?"


TOM

Two for two, more wine for us...plus if the old man gets here, probably keep him out of trouble anyway...every body's got a headache this morning, what a coincidence..."


COSBY

"Just hope you didn't kill the fuckers, haven't seen that guard move yet?"


TOM

"How are we doing on the draw...you know, don't worry about it if I did asshole!"


COSBY

"Who's calling who an asshole...you just need to calm down?"


TOM 

"Maybe I need a drink or something?"


COSBY LAUGHING

"Yea, you could crawl in the tank and swim around for a while.

SUDDENLY THEY HERE TRUCK SCREAMING AROUND CORNER

TOM DUCKS DOWN BEHIND SUMP TRUCK

BILL WARD SHOWS UP, JUMPING OUT OF HIS TRUCK WITH A SHOTGUN


BILL

"What exactly are you doing sir, who are you, don't move?"


COSBY

"Modesto Water, got a leak we were pumping out, all under the slab, what a mess!"

BILL LOOKS AND CLEARLY SEE'S THAT HE'S TAPPED INTO MAIN TANK TRANSFER PIPE AND IS DRAWING IT INTO HIS TRUCK


BILL

"I don't know what you think your doing but stop it right and get your hands up!"


COSBY

"Well, okay...I guess you got me!"


BILL

"You damn right I got you, and I'm sure the Sheriff will be eager to have a little chat with...

SUDDENLY A ROCK POPS BILL IN THE SIDE OF HIS HEAD KNOCKING HIM UNCONSCIOUS, SHOTGUN FALLS TO THE GROUND


TOM

"Three for three, I'm on a roll here!"


COSBY

"Damn, I'll bet your a lot of fun on a turkey hunt?"


TOM

"Yea, not many turkeys left when I leave the grove...come on, let's get out of here!"


COSBY

"Okay Tom, just keep that thing away from me.


TOM

"Don't worry, I'm out of rocks, gotta reload..."


COSBY

"Your out of rocks, right...your just a sick fucker...you know that?"


TOM

"Takes one to know one, let's get out of here!




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Wine Mama (87) Taking A Leak

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2014

WINE MAMA (87)

TAKING A LEAK

ENT: BRIAN'S HOUSE-KITCHEN-MONDAY-7 A.M.

BRIAN AND SANDY ARE HAVING BREAKFAST TRYING TO PLAN WHAT IS ABOUT TO TAKE PLACE FOR THAT DAY

BRIAN

"I still can't get over how easy you made that sale...I have to hand it to you, caught me completely off guard on that one!"

SANDY

"Caught you off guard, I was expecting to have to go all over the place...and boom, first hit...thought Barbera's eyes were going to pop out of her head!"

BRIAN

"Well, that just goes to show you where quality will get you, made in Modesto, Gator leather is a little hard to get hold of around here...especially with all the fur protesters and Earth-Firsters looming around, I'm surprised they still let us eat meat without a permit!"

SANDY

"Some people just aren't happy unless they're making someone else miserable...it's what they live for!"

BRIAN

"So, what do we have going on today...anything pressing?"

SANDY

"I'll be pressing against you if we don't hurry up and get the hell out of here!"

BRIAN

"About the only thing I was going to do is test a couple of these steamed Gator recipes, with the red potatoes and the cabbage...maybe a little crab boil...John will come in and do his magic and..."

SANDY

"Make it happen, he always fixes something you put together, or has some kind of idea that makes it perfect...we need to give him a raise, he's been through so much!"

BRIAN

"Well, I already have him on a profit sharing program, but it only pays out quarterly."

SANDY

"So, what does he say about that?"

BRIAN

"It's funny, he wants me to keep it in his 401K...but then he wants a real estate trust, then he wants saving bonds, anything that doesn't mess with his salary cap...all that extra income gives him a fat head!"

SANDY

"Equity funding...you know what John needs more than anything?"

BRIAN

"What's that?"

SANDY

"A woman, a frisky girl to put his arms around, to spoil, to spend his life with..."

BRIAN

"Like you as the template?"

SANDY

"Something like that, come on...let's to get going before I get horned up or something!

BRIAN

"Yes Dear..."

(scene switch)

ENT: COLUMBUS WINERY-DISTILLATION ROOM

BILL WARD IS TRANSFERRING THE THIRD DISTILLATION OF BRIAN'S WINE INTO THE RECOVERY TANK AND LETTING IT COOL BEFORE MEASURING THE ALCOHOL CONTENT WITH THE HYDROMETER, HE'S TALKING TO HIS ASSISTANT JULIO

BILL

"I was really surprised that this didn't turn into brandy...it was tart enough, but we lucked out with going to this Malalactic process...caught it just in time!"

JULIO

"Yes Mister Bill, I think we shouldn't wait on the rest...it's right where it should be, but you need to let Mister Cashman know that you think we just start processing all of it, we get the extra crew and just get it done, you think?"

BILL

"I think your right, but we don't have any storage bottles or anything, I'll call him when I get back to the office...keep your eye on things, I'll be back!"

JULIO

"Yes sir, I'll be right here!"

(scene switch)

INT: RON ZIMMERMAN'S HOUSE-MOUNTAIN VIEW, CALIFORNIA

RON IS DISCUSSING A SMOKE AND MIRRORS TYPE THEFT WITH SOME OF HIS CRONIES ON BRIAN'S WINE SUPPLY

ZIMMERMAN

"It's the principal of the thing, I don't need his fucking wine, but I want to prove a point...nobody messes with me, although...I'll tell you what..that Sandy would be a prize worth keeping, she could hang with me anytime!"

CRONY #1 (COSBY)

"Hey boss, so this is personal...so we take him out, get the girl?"

CRONY #2 (TOM)

"Yea, just give us the word...me and the Cos ain't doing nothing today!"

ZIMMERMAN

"Well, that's just it...the word is they haven't processed this yet, just a small batch..."

COSBY

"So, we wait a while and let it cook, bottle it up, and go take the loot, waste this Brian guy, and go get the girl...sound right?"

ZIMMERMAN

"Wish it was all that clear cut, I was sort of thinking in another direction, because if he goes to storage with this in bottles, we never will get that out of that cave that Ward likes to store all his inventory in!"

TOM

"And we don't even know if Cashman is going to transport, we'd have to kill everybody in the plant to haul all that out of there."

COSBY

"We could gas them and tie them up?"

TOM

"How about if we tie them up, then gas them?"

ZIMMERMAN

"Both of you just stop it, like I said...I want to go in another direction, all this stuff your talking about is too labor intensive...you've got to be slick, like smoke and mirrors...while one process is going on, another one is running in the background you see."

COSBY

"I figured you had something going on...that's why you got coin Sir, always using that noodle...I tell ya Tom, the man is like a mental wizard...a machine."

TOM

"Okay Boss, so what's the pitch?"

ZIMMERMAN

"Let's say I get one of my boys from the water and sewage department to answer a complaint regarding a sewage spill or leak on that back of the Columbus, we gain access to the rear of the building and tap into the lines when we think it's coming next to the wall...so we go in, take the wine as it's being drawn back to the holding tanks, and in the mean time we bypass the inputs to the bottling room with a tank of something that looks like wine..."

COSBY

"Like Kool-Aid or something...your fantastic Boss...so when do we do this?"

ZIMMERMAN

"Well, they're already test processing a couple of barrels now, I'm going to wait and see if my inside guy can find out when they're planning to go into full production...if I'm correct, it shouldn't be too long of a wait..."

TOM

"But Boss, we're not going to be able to get everything, how much is there anyway?"

ZIMMERMAN

"Oh, that's okay, we don't need it all, just enough to feel the pain...I want to see Cashman lose his ass on this one, teach him to mess with my ass...I'm figuring about five, maybe six hundred barrels...he can keep the rest as a memento of times that could have been, meanwhile I'll ship his supply oversea and bring it back complete with special labels and off the hook profits...this is one-hundred proof Port Vodka, worth it's wait in gold!"

COSBY

"So, where do you ship it?"

ZIMMERMAN

"I have a friend in Italy who can get me all set up...lots of Vineyards in Italy...I'm going to make some calls."

COSBY

"So, this inside guy, pretty reliable?"

ZIMMERMAN

"Yea, Julio and me go way back...helped him get into the country...kind of owes me a few favors here and there, funny how cooperating people can be when your holding a gun to their head so to speak!"

TOM

"Okay Boss, let me know when your ready?"

ZIMMERMAN

"Thanks guys..."

(scene switch) 

INT: COLUMBUS WINERY-BILL WARD'S OFFICE

BILL FINALLY FINDS TIME TO CALL BRIAN CASHMAN ON PHONE

BILL

"Morning Brian how's everything going at the Gatortail?"

BRIAN

"Wow, that is so weird, I was just getting ready to give you a call...how's the first batch coming along?"

BILL

"Well, better than we thought, but time is of essence...the boys and me are thinking we should start tooling up to go into full production and process the rest...it's right on the cusp and I don't want to risk any souring or inconsistency's, you could be looking at quality control issues if you wait?"

BRIAN

"What about the bottles, are we going to have time to get that much stock?"

BILL

"Well, I can truck some in from Mexico, about two days, but I have plenty of storage in my back tanks, it will be okay for a couple of days...keep in mind we are use'd to doing bigger batches than this...yours is just...well..."

BRIAN

"More intimate?"

BILL

"Yea, good word, anyway...is it a go?"

BRIAN

"Go get 'em, sounds great to me...call me if you need anything?"

(scene switch)

INT: COLUMBUS WINERY-LUNCH ROOM

JULIO LOOKING AROUND, MAKES PHONE CALL TO ZIMMERMAN'S OFFICE

COSBY ANSWERS

"Mister Zimmerman's office, Cosby speaking, who's this?"

JULIO

"Ah...this is Julio, could you tell the Boss that they're speeding up the production to full capacity for the Port...it's ready to all get brewed up...he'll know what I'm talking about, thanks bye!"

COSBY

"Well, look at that Tom...looks like you and me are going to get a little busy, a lot faster than we thought, that was the inside guy...said they're going into full production right away!"

TOM

"I wonder why, what's the rush?"

COSBY

"Probably because the batch was so late getting in...those crazy grapes, hate to just sit around and collect dust...not good...yea, probably a quality issue...that Ward knows his stuff...so I'm sure it was for a good reason!"

TOM

"Hey, do we still get to waste the old man and get the girl?"

COSBY

"In due time young man, in due time...come on, we've got work to do!

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Wine Mama (86) Fire Up The Still

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2014



WINE MAMA (86)



FIRE UP THE STILL





INT: COLUMBUS WINERY-DISTILLATION ROOM-12 NOON

AS PER BILL WARD'S REQUEST, BRIAN CASHMAN HAS SHOWN UP TO WITNESS THE FIRST BARREL OF HIS EARLY BATCH OF FERMENTED PORT WINE BEING UNCORKED AND INTRODUCED TO THE BIG RED COPPER TANK

BRIAN

"So, why are we even taking the chance again on this?"

BILL WARD

"Well Brian...like I was saying, if you were just going to ferment some grapes, you'd typically just leave it alone, but unless you want all this to just turn into bitter tasting Brandy product, you need to start placing it into the condenser before it sours."

BRIAN

"But, was there a different type of fermentation going on than what you usually do?"

BILL

"Oh yea, this is called Malactic fermenting, we remove the air, at least as much as we can, and the bubbles will be almost pure carbon dioxide when the conversion takes place...it speeds things up, cause you have to remember, these grapes were already starting to turn on us when we first started processing them!"

BRIAN

"Yea, I keep forgetting about all the fun we had with getting this over here...I still think it's a fucking miracle everybody didn't die or something!"

BILL

"Brian, this is a tuff business, full of greedy, nasty, winner takes all attitudes...they'd take your first born if they had to...now here's the first pot, it's pure copper...will process a fifty-five gallon barrel in about two hours on the first pass."

BRIAN

"The first, how many passes are there?"

BILL

"For what your looking for, three might work...but I was thinking four might do the trick, each pass makes it that much stronger."

BRIAN

"So, your looking at six hours, what's this thing called again?"

BILL

"Figure the cool down, measuring acidity and purity, measuring alcohol content with the Hydrometer, tranferring it back over to the condenser, restarting the preheater, then the main burners, it's a quality process...oh yea, it's called an Alambic Pot Still...very cool piece of equipment!"

BRIAN

"So, this is all kinda labor intense, huh?"

BILL

"Oh yea, because then it has to be transferred to fresh bottles and sealed up...but in this case, since you and Miss Cashman haven't given me any blanks, we'll just use my stock one's, but don't forget that's almost seventeen cases right there, and you can't leave the still unattended cause if the gases start coming out of that still for over-pressure or some kind of failure, if you don't correct it, this building will blow up bigger than a crack house!"

BRIAN

"So, let's spark this baby up...I'm ready for this!"

BILL HAND HIM A LONG FIREPLACE LIGHTER

BILL

"Here you go sir...you have the floor, the preheater is right there!"

BRIAN TURNS THE VALVE, HOLDING DOWN THE START, AS THE PREHEATER POPS OUT A LONE FLAME

BRIAN

"It's like starting a pilot on a water heater...very cool!"

BILL

"You did that well Brian, could I interest you in a night time position, it comes with excellent benefits?"

(Both Laughing)

(scene switch)

INT: WELLAN'S DRESS AND APPAREL-DOWNTOWN MODESTO-2 P.M.

SANDY CASHMAN SHOWS UP WITH HER RANGE ROVER LOADED DOWN WITH PURSES, BAGS, WALLETS, AND BELTS.

SHE HAS DECIDED TO JUST TAKE A CHANCE AND COLD CALL THE LOCAL VENDORS AND SEE IF SHE COULD GENERATE ANY INTEREST IN HER GATOR SKIN ACCESSORIES

SANDY ROLLS INTO FRONT DOOR WITH LITTLE DOLLY, EACH ARTICLE IS WRAPPED IN CLEAR PLASTIC WITH A STICKER STATING THAT THIS IS ONE-HUNDRED PERCENT GATOR SKIN, MADE AT BOB'S SPECIALITY LEATHER IN MODESTO, CALIFORNIA

SHE APPROACHES A CLERK

SANDY

"Excuse me, but is Miss Barbera Owens in the house?"

CLERK

"Sure, may I ask your name, what's this regarding?"

LOOKING DOWN, SEEING SANDY'S COLLECTION, THE CLERK PICKS UP PHONE AND CALLS BARBERA ON THE HOUSE INTERCOM, SOON AFTER BARBERA WALKS UP

BARBERA

"Yes, may I help you?"

SANDY

"Hello, I'm Sandy Cashman and I was wondering if you would be interested in carrying a variety of real Alligator bags, wallets, and belts, a very limited supply?"

BARBERA BENDS DOWN AND LOOKS AT THE ARTICLES, WITH SORT OF A STUNNED LOOK, MOUTH OPEN

BARBERA

"Where did you get these, they're beautiful?"

SANDY LAUGHING

"My husband owns the Gatortail Restaurant up the street, and we had received a shipment of whole Gators, so I thought I'd get a leather cobbler to put me a few designs together...they're very nice quality, will virtually last forever."

BARBERA

"These bags look like Louis Vutton, they're amazing...do you mind if I take one out?"

SANDY

"No, by all means, go on head!"

BARBERA STARTS FEELING THE NEWLY TANNED GATOR SKIN, THEN GIVING IT A VERY CLOSE SNIFF FOLLOWED BY A LOUD AUDIBLE SNORT

BARBERA

"Wow, how much you want, or were you looking for consignment, what kind of deal can we do here?"

SANDY

"That's up to you, I've priced them pretty modestly...I'm sure you want have any trouble selling these!

BARBERA

"And made in the U.S.A., too...oh Miss Cashman this is a treasure...come back to the office and bring your dolly.

(1 Hour Later)

SANDY AND BARBERA WALKING OUT TO WHERE SANDY'S RANGE ROVER IS PARKED, DOLLY EMPTY, BARBERA REPEATEDLY SHAKING SANDY'S HAND

SANDY

"Well, I sure appreciate your business Barbera, you've been so sweet, you let me know now when and your family want to come by the Gatortail, the door's always open for you, good day!"

AS SHE PULLS OUT OF THE PARKING LOT SANDY TALKS TO HERSELF

"I think from now on, we're getting Bob's Gator Emporium to start shipping whole Gators...Brian gonna trip on this shit!"

AS WE PAN DOWN TO THE TOP OF SANDY'S PURSE, YOU SEE A HAND WRITTEN CHECK WITH THE AMOUNT OF EIGHTEEN THOUSAND-FIVE HUNDRED DOLLARS WRITTEN ON IT

CALLING BRIAN ON THE PHONE, GOES TO VOICEMAIL

SANDY

"Hey, big boy...this is your sweet thing...boy am I going to have a surprise for you tonight, Love you, bye!"

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Wine Mama (85) Tapping The Barrel

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2014

WINE MAMA (85)

TAPPING THE BARREL





ENT: COLUMBUS WINERY-BILL WARD'S OFFICE-MONDAY-10 A.M.

BILL WARD GOING THROUGH PROOFING AND ACIDITY RECORDS THINKS IT'S TIME TO SOME DISTILLATION WITH BRIAN'S PARTIALLY FERMENTED GRAPES

HE CALLS BRIAN UP TO GET THE OKAY


BILL WARD

"Hey Brian, Bill Ward with Columbus...what's up with the Gator's?"


BRIAN

"Hey Bill...selling faster than God can make'em...well than Fed-Ex can drag them into the state anyway, what's going on?"


BILL

"Yea, sometimes I think Fed-Ex is a gift from God...anyway I was testing your gravity and acidity on one of your barrels, and I think we should try distilling a couple, like a test sample, what you think?"


BRIAN

"Already?"


BILL

"Thing is, you don't want to age this too much if your going to pull your alcohol to a hundred proof...stuff might sour on you, it gets bitter when it goes to condensation!"


BRIAN

"So you want to do two barrels?"


BILL

"Well that would cover the cost to spark everything up...figure about five hundred bottles...that would drop you to a hundred and thirty nine barrels or so...should be good?"


BRIAN

"Well, if this is prime time, why not do the whole batch?"


BILL

"Theoretically you could, but it needs to sit a couple of days so it can settle...you wouldn't have a clue if sampled right away...anyway I'd like to go on head and do a short shot and see where we are, sound good?"


BRIAN

"Go for it Bill, this is the part of the operation I know nothing about...but I'm learning, let me know where we're at when your ready?"


BILL

"No problem Brian, give me a couple of days...call you on Wednesday, bye!


(scene switch)


ENT: GATORTAIL RESTAURANT-BRIAN'S OFFICE

SANDY COMES IN WITH BAGS OF LEATHER GOODS AND A SUITCASE


SANDY

"Looka here big boy, Mama got her some Gator skins!"


BRIAN

"No shit Sherlock, look at all that stuff...do I know these guys?"


SANDY

"Well, we and customers know the insides anyway...Bob made me four Louis style purses, twenty wallets, and enough Gator belts to keep the masochist happy for years!"


BRIAN

"That's some nice stuff girl, I'm impressed, so how much skin did he use with all this?"


SANDY

"Well, with the suitcase, it comes to about a hundred pounds, you still have eleven hundred left in the dryer...I can probably get six maybe eight hundred on the bags alone, that will cover your Fed-Ex and shit!"


BRIAN

"Maybe I can just get Bill to start shipping whole Gators!"


SANDY

"I don't think so, cause this stuff will lose it's uniqueness real quick around here, not to mention that we slid through the system a bit with this batch, kind of like, ah"


BRIAN

"Like when you accidentally kill a baby Bear, or hit a Deer with your car?"


SANDY

"Or shoot a Mama Gator in the head cause she be traveling without proper documents...I just think when you figure in total weight, even if we could do it, would make it astronomical to pay the freight on, even if we could get eight hundred on a handbag...too much paperwork, and poor Bob might cobble himself to death!


BRIAN

"Well, we can't have that...anyway Bob has two trappers for me to permit through, a Ted Johnson and a Steve Trapper, I just have to complete the contracts."


SANDY

"Steve Trapper huh, sounds like a movie star or something...what else is cooking?"


BRIAN

"Oh shit, I almost forgot...Bill Ward called, he thinks we should try a test batch, so we're busting up a couple of kegs for distillation, cool huh?"


SANDY

"This early...that is weird, so is this based on some theory or what?"


BRIAN

"He thinks that if you let it ferment too long, then the batch will bitter, like sour or something...anyway we're going to try two barrels...oh, do you know how much two barrels is?"


SANDY

"No clue?"


BRIAN

"Try five hundred bottles!"


SANDY

"Sounds like a party to me, can I come?"


BRIAN

"Always girl...always!"


SANDY

"What about bottles, did we ever settle on bottle style, types, what?"


BRIAN

"Let's get this stuff distilled first and see if we have anything to bottle up?"


SANDY

"Yea, but eventually we need to start getting our own design together!"


BRIAN

"I'm leaving that totally up to you!"


SANDY

"A woman's touch of beauty and style?"


BRIAN

"Something like that, hey let me see one of those wallets?"

LOOKING AT IT, HE OPENS IT UP, SMEELING THE GATOR HIDE


SANDY

"Well...what do you think?


BRIAN

"It's crazy, like a new car smell of a Bentley or something!"


SANDY

"Yea, maybe I should have Bob make me some leather hot pants...I could smell like a Bentley?"


BRIAN

"How about, leather underwear...now that I'd like!


SANDY

"But where are the panties?"


BRIAN

"I don't know, where are the panties?"


SANDY

" I wouldn't have a clue, all I know is one thing..."


BRIAN

"What?"


SANDY

"I'm not wearing any!"


BRIAN

"Why do you always do this shit when we're at work...you know John's going to send us to the van again with his moochy coochy crap?"

SANDY HOLDING UP BRIAN'S KEYS


SANDY

"I'll race ya?"


BRIAN

"To the Bentley my sweet!"


SANDY

"Didn't even know that Bentley made vans?"


BRIAN

"Here, bring the wallet, you can close your eyes and sniff it!"


SANDY

"Come on you crazy fuck...I'm tired of talking!"


BRIAN

"I'm tired of sniffing this wallet!"



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Wine Mama (84) Handbags, Belts, and Wallets

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2014

WINE MAMA (84)

HANDBAGS, BELTS, AND WALLETS

ENT: GATORTAIL RESTAURANT-BRIAN'S OFFICE-SATURDAY-10 A.M.

BRIAN IS GOING THROUGH RECEIPTS, WHILE SANDY IS FILLING OUT STOCK ORDERS, WHEN BOB STOKES (SANDY'S COBBLER FOR ALL HER LEATHER GOODS) PAYS A VISIT TO THE OFFICE WITH SOME SAMPLES

SANDY

"Hey Bob, how are you doing, great to see you!"

BOB

"Yea, Miss Hudson...I mean Cashman...congradulations on your marriage...great to see you again, hope I'm not in the way of anything?"

SANDY

Oh Bob, I'd like you to meet my new Hubby, this is Brian Cashman, Brian this is Bob Stokes the famous resident cobbler to Modesto!"


BRIAN

"Nice to meet the creator of such nice stuff, Sandy brags about you all the time, so how long have you been in the leather business?"


BOB

"Oh, all my life, my Father pass this down to me as a child, but he would just tan hides for boots and belts, I expanded it to wallets, handbags, and I still some styles of boots, but not so much...have been doing this for over fifty years."


BRIAN

"So, did you two have some ideas for this, cause I honestly don't know if this will just be a one time thing with this leather, we were accidently sent all these Gators from Louisiana, but they had been cleaned or anything...just put them in a bag, threw some dry ice over 'em and sent them out on the Fed-Ex, pretty expensive, too...so I just wanted to see if I could recoup some of my cost?"


BOB

"Yes, very difficult skin to tan, must be very careful with your salting, must be very dry...I have all the skins you gave me on the sawhorses...I weighed the hides out to about twelve-hundred pounds from all ten of them...some of the hides were too improperler cut up to use for handbags, those I saw for wallets and belts, but main reason I came over was to get paperwork for source of hides...in California, they like proof of origination, so I need to get a copy of your shipping receipt detailing port of origin, I'm sure you understand?"


SANDY

"Yea, I have already pulled up a copy, so could I come by the shop and see what we've got going?"


BOB

"Of course Sandy, my home is your home, we go see what you want to do...in person you can better see what we have to work with..."


SANDY

"Hey Babe...need me for anything around here, only be a couple of hours.


BRIAN

"Sure, go knock your lights out, bring me home a nice wallet or something!"


BOB

"It was so nice to meet you Mister Cashman...just Love your restaurant by the way..."


BRIAN

"Thanks Bob, give me a call later Sandy!

SANDY AND BRIAN GIVE EACH OTHER A HUG AND A KISS


(1 hour later)


ENT: GATORTAIL RESTAURANT-DINING AREA-12 NOON

GEORGE ZIMMERMAN FROM THE ORACLE EMPIRE IS SEEN COMING IN WITHOUT RESERVATION AND IS SEATED AT TABLE

JOHN RECOGNIZES ZIMMERMAN AT TABLE AND NOTIFIES BRIAN ON INTERCOM


BRIAN (on-com)

"What's he doing?"


JOHN (on-com)

"Looks like he's sitting and getting ready to order some food?"


BRIAN (on-com)

"Well, I guess as long as he's not holding us hostage or anything...no harm done, not yet anyway!"


WAITRESS (walking up to him) 

"Yes Sir, welcome to the Gatortail...what will it be?"


ZIMMERMAN

"Ah, it all looks so good...let me try the Gatotail po-boy with the Jack, and the house salad, just some oil and vinegar, that sounds about right..."


WAITRESS

"Would you like something to drink with that...something from the bar perhaps?"


ZIMMERMAN

"Sure, how about a Long Island Tea...that should set me up?"


WAITRESS

"Yes, yes it will...coming up, be right back with your drink!"


JOHN STILL WATCHING ZIMMERMAN THROUGH SERVING WINDOW
TALKING TO BRIAN BACK ON INTERCOM

"I guess he cause no trouble, just filling order..."


BRIAN (on-com)

"I'm still wondering why he came all the way to Modesto from Mountain View...something's up?"

WAITRESS RETURNS TO ZIMMERMANS TABLE WITH DRINK

"You food will be here in ten, anything else I can get you?"


ZIMMERMAN

"I was just curious how business is doing?"


WAITRESS

"Well, the restaurant part is doing great, is that what you were referring to?"


ZIMMERMAN

"Well, Brian Cashman is still the owner here, isn't he?"


WAITRESS

"Yes, yes he is...he's in the back if you'd like to speak with him?"


ZIMMERMAN

"No, that's not necessary...but I was just wondering if he and...it's Sandy Cashman now right?"


WAITRESS

"Oh, yes...they finally tied the knot, they make such a fantastic couple, I'm so happy for them!


ZIMMERMAN

"So, are they still pursuing the little wine venture, they still have that vineyard right?"


WAITRESS

"Oh, yes they have already harvested the grapes and have them fermenting...won't be long till..."

SHE PAUSES AT HIS LINE OF QUESTIONING


ZIMMERMAN

"Won't be long till what?"


WAITRESS

"You know, let me go get your food, it's ready now...you sure you don't want to talk to Mister Cashman yourself?"


ZIMMERMAN

"No I'm okay, thanks..."

(30 minutes later)

HE FINISHES OFF HIS MEAL AND HIS DRINK
HAS A LITTLE BUZZ GOING
THE WAITRESS APPROACHES WITH THE CHECK


ZIMMERMAN

"That was great...so what's your name?"

SHE POINTS TO HER NAME TAG


WAITRESS (JENNIFER)

"You can just call me Jen...well thanks for coming..."


ZIMMERMAN

"Nice to meet you Jen, my name is George...George Zimmerman!"


JENNIFER

"Are you "thee" Gearge Zimmerman, like Oracle and stuff?"


ZIMMERMAN

"That's right, so you've been here a while?"


JENNIFER

"Oh, about a year or so, I really like Modesto, I'm originally from Las Vegas...kinda followed Mister Cashman over here when he came into town...look I have to get to some other tables, but it was really nice meeting you..."


ZIMMERMAN

"Same here, same here...have a nice day!"

SUDDENLY BRIAN, WHO'S BEEN WATCHING THE SURVEILLANCE CAMERA COMES OUT OF THE OFFICE AND MEETS ZIMMERMAN RIGHT AS HE EXITS ONTO ENTRANCE PATIO


BRIAN

"George...George Zimmerman, what bring you down in these parts?"


ZIMMERMAN

"Oh, nothing much, just like this homey countryside little town feel of this place, thought I'd drop in for some old-fashioned hospitatlity!"


BRIAN

"Really now, that's a pretty good spin just to drop in over here...I mean, don't get me wrong, we appreciate the business, but was they're a alterior motive anything going in the world of commerce I need to be aware of...comets, meteors coming, is North Korea threatning again?"


ZIMMERMAN WITH A SINISTER LAUGH

"Why no Mister Cashman, I just..."


BRIAN

"Just call me Brian okay, and let's cut it with the psychic foreplay, what did you come to find out, you know with the type of coin you have, one would think you'd have some bigger fish to fry...why must you and your little group of billionaire retards have to come down and pick on us little guys trying to do success without ripping off stockholders?"


ZIMMERMAN

"We pay dividends, we are voted members of our companies...we do good business...just wanted to let you know, that if you ever need some help, help is out there...all you need to do is ask!"


BRIAN

"That's complete bullshit, and you know it...you voted your officers in, then they keep voting for you because your paying your top guys a million a month, just like with Cyncle and all your other buddy pals...you haven't paid the investors a decent quarterly yet...I know what's going and the Feds do too!"


ZIMMERMAN

"I was trying to be helpful, so what you need to do is take my card just in case...never know?"


BRIAN

"Yea, okay thanks, but if this had anything to with the vineyard or the grapes, I'm guessing your just going to have eat somewhere else...guys like you are real annoying to me...and I've had just about enough of it...do you understand?"


ZIMMERMAN

"Okay Brian, I get it, no problems..."


BRIAN

"Oh, and I changed my mind...call me Mister Cashman...don't want anybody to think we're getting chummy or anything?"

ZIMMERMAN GOES AND GET'S INTO HIS ASTON MARTIN AND PEELS OUT OF PARKING LOT, BRIAN GOES BACK INTO RESTAURANT

BRIAN WALKS UP TO JENNIFER WITH A BIG SMILE ON HER FACE


BRIAN

"So what did Mister wonderful back there have to say, what was he asking about?"


JENNIFER

"Well, it seemed like the normal how's your day chit-chat, but then he started asking about you, the business, then the other buisnesses, started to cross the line a bit, so we just talked about me...as usual, but look at this...he left me a c-note for a tip!"


BRIAN

"Guess you can't hate the guy for buying all his freinds, guess that's the only way he has any?"


JENNIFER

"He runs Oracle, did you know that?"

BRIAN REACHES INTO HIS WALLET, PULLS OUT A HUNDRED DOLLAR BILL AND HANDS IT TO JENNIFER


BRIAN

"Yea, as a matter of fact I do, we go way back...guy's a walking turd!


JENNIFER

"Didn't seem so bad...kinda nosy, but not so bad...what's the hundred for?"


BRIAN

"Don't you want to be my freind, too?"




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Wine Mama (83) Video Impressions

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2014

WINE MAMA (83)

VIDEO IMPRESSIONS

INT: CLARK COUNTY SHERIFF'S OFFICE-DETECTIVE'S UNIT-THURSDAY-9 A.M.

DETECTIVE MIKE FORREST AND DETECTIVE GLENN ARE UNCOVERING SITUATIONS BEFORE AND AFTER EVENTS THAT HAPPENED LEADING UP TO THE MURDER OF RON SHEFFIELD AND HIS TWO FEMALE ASSOCIATES

THEY ARE REVIEWING FOOTAGE TAKEN FROM THE PALMS CASINO WHEN SHEFFIELD FIRST SHOWED UP IN HIS BENTLEY, APPARENTLY ASKING THE FRONT DESK CLERK ABOUT THE WHEREABOUTS OF SANDY CASHMAN

DISCOVERING THAT SHE WAS AT THE COURTHOUSE HE IMMEDIATELY DROVE TO THAT LOCATION WHERE THE ALTERCATION OCCURRED AND SANDY CAN BE DETECTED FIRING A WEAPON IN HIS CAR CAUSING A VISIBLE SIGNAL OF WHITE SMOKE

SHORTLY AFTER SANDY CAN BE SEEN UNLOADING THE WEAPON, GRABBING A CAB, BACK TO THE AIRPORT, THEN THE DETECTIVES SEE A FLAT BED SHOW UP, BUT NOT BEFORE TWO HISPANIC MEN SHOW UP IN A CAB, WHERE THEY PRODUCED WEAPONS AND SERIES OF GUNSHOTS ARE SPOTTED FROM THE TWO MEN INTO SHEFFIELD'S CAR, PLUMES OF WHITE SMOKE CAN BE SHOWN, THE TWO MEN WALK OUT OF FRAME, WHEN THIRTY MINUTES LATER A FLAT BED TOW TRUCK SHOWS UP, DRAGGING THE BENTLEY ONTO IT, TO EVENTUALLY END UP ON THE SECOND FLOOR OF THE TROPICANA PARKING GARAGE

DETECTIVE MIKE

"You know, there was something else going on here...do you even recognise either one of these guys?"

DETECTIVE GLENN POTTER

"No, but they do match the description of a Julio Valdez and a Ben Hernandez, but they aren't from here...they were both listed as ex-employees of Sheffield Wineries...apparently a vendetta to be settled...caught them stealing cask of wine or something...it was definitely some internal disagreement..really sketchy!"

DETECTIVE MIKE

"Are these listed as people who lived in Modesto then?"

DETECTIVE GLENN

"Couldn't find any addresses per se, which suggest that Ron had some kind of living arrangement set up...kind of like you would do if you had hit men that sort of just floated around!"

DETECTIVE MIKE

"So, the hit came back and slapped Mister Sheffield right in the face, huh?"

DETECTIVE GLENN

"Always happens with those type of relationships...in this case it came back with having his brain's blown out...hell of a way to run a business!"

DETECTIVE MIKE

"Or did..."

DETECTIVE GLENN

"Kind of a closing chapter, which releases Sandy...cause from the deposition she gave yesterday, looked at it this morning...she's a tough girl, I'll have to hand that to her...you could just tell she's had her share of shit thrown at her, and she just plainly and clearly refused to cave to their demands...I give her credit for hanging in there!"

DETECTIVE MIKE

"So, where do we go from here?"

DETECTIVE GLENN

"For the moment...no where, we just let it come to us, no technical foul at this point."

DETECTIVE MIKE

"At least not to anyone still living!"

DETECTIVE GLENN

"That's what I mean, kind of hard to arrest someone who's already gotten his head blown off and our two Latino runaways will probably be found down in Mexico or something...apparently word has gotten around..."

DETECTIVE MIKE

"Wonder if the Mexican officials will find them?"

DETECTIVE GLENN

"And I wouldn't be too surprised if they found them in the same shape we found Mister Sheffield?"

DETECTIVE MIKE

"Due to other enemies?"

DETECTIVE GLENN

"People of their strife always end up the same..."

DETECTIVE MIKE

"Dead?"

DETECTIVE GLENN

"Very, very dead...it's all textbook from here...just sit back and let nature do it's thing!"

DETECTIVE MIKE

"And you get another shiny star, too?"

DETECTIVE GLENN

"Yea, my wife's going to disown me!"

DETECTIVE MIKE

"Hey, we could split a machine at the Laundromat?"

DETECTIVE GLENN

"Might not have a choice...I'll keep that in mind..."

(scene switch)

INT: GATORTAIL RESTAURANT-KITCHEN-11 A.M.

BRIAN, SANDY, AND JOHN ARE TASTE TESTING JOHN'S PIE MADE FROM REAL GATOR EGGS

SANDY

"You know, if I didn't know what this was, it's like..."

BRIAN

"Some kind of roasted Mincemeat concoction!"

JOHN

"It definitely kinda gamy!"

SANDY

"Are you actually going to try and sell this?"

BRIAN

"No Dear, this is just a personal experience...we don't have enough Gator eggs to go around anyway!"

JOHN

"Once they gone, they gone...this is that recipe you gave me the other day off the Internet...by the way, how did your deposition go?"

BRIAN

"Yea, you haven't said anything since you got back?"

SANDY

"Just told the truth, kind of broke down a little, Brown didn't really say much...he's seen the whole thing since it started...he was told to ask me stuff he already knew about...look what happened to his boss, I mean even she had her hand in the cookie jar, what's to say?"

JOHN

"Everybody be greedy, but in the end...they got what was coming to them!"

BRIAN

"At what cost did we all give to finally get the grapes grown, harvested, fermented, and in the cask...still can't get over just doing that?"

JOHN

"Then, for dream to really come true, we distill to the Port Vodka, hundred proof...looking good!

SANDY

"Well, I think that it was all destined to happen...just like you...you happened, I Love you!"

JOHN

"You two getting mushy and Moshe in my kitchen...you must go now, I get ready for lunch...you go mooch in office, Brian the van good for smoochy mooch!"

SANDY

"Well Honey, what's the verdict, you heard John...no smoochy hoochy or whatever the hell you said in his kitchen...or you going to take me to sacred van and have your way with me?"

JOHN

"I turn my head and count to ten, you two disappear from kitchen...now and okay?"

BRIAN

"You know, we have work today...all this frolic is wearing me out!"

SANDY

"Frolic, your making time with your newlywed wife, I desire moments of sensuality with my man!

BRIAN

"You know, that Gator cake must be like an aphrodisiac or something, cause your starting to even smell like sex?"

JOHN

"...Eight, Nine, Ten...you two still here...you go down...I ask you nicely to leave!"

BRIAN

"But wait...I own this place, what's up with kicking me out?"

SANDY

"Because, we have things to do Mister Cashman, now if you don't mind, come to Mama!"

AS SANDY IS LEADING BRIAN OUT TO THE EMPLOYEE PARKING LOT WHERE HIS VAN IS PARKED, BRIAN BREAKS OFF HER GRIP FOR A SECOND AND GRABS THE LAST PIECE OF JOHN'S GATOR PIE AND CARRIES IT OUT THE DOOR

SANDY

"What was that for?"

BRIAN

"Courage and dexterity, if it's got you in this mode, another slice couldn't hurt!"

SANDY LAUGHING

"That's the spirit, just for that...I'm going to wear you out!"

BRIAN

"Hope I make it out alive...I'm starting to understand what happened to Frank now!"

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