Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2014
WINE MAMA (79)
TESTIMONY AND PLEA
ENT: BRIAN'S HOUSE-MASTER BEDROOM-THURSDAY-7 A.M.
SANDY WALKING OUT OF DRESSING ROOM WEARING PANTS SUIT JACKET AND MID DRIFT SKIRT, MODERATE PUMPS, FLAUNTING HERSELF IN FRONT OF BRIAN
SANDY
"Some time's a girl just needs that business trip to Vegas to ascertain one's affluence upon the little people who worship at her feet!"
BRIAN
"Worship...in your case groveling would be more the case point...heading out to make a few statements are we?"
SANDY
"Not sure what's going to happen...I can figure that they know, but I'm not sure if I'm in on the little secret yet?"
BRIAN
"Ron Sheffield needs to have his dick whacked off and stuck in his mouth for starters...his bum fucks not only kidnapped you out of our suite, but then tried to rape you, what's wrong here, why do these assholes, why are they allowed to walk the earth...is they're any justice?"
SANDY
"It was red-handed only because we worked as a team, otherwise everything would have been different...Brian, you assume a lot of confidence for someone who is still, and I can see it, so vulnerable to conflict, I'm surprised either one of us is still alive!"
BRIAN
"Is that a testimony or a threat, when you start rambling like that...it really spooks me?"
SANDY
"Well, Billstein's suppose to be meeting me over by the Superior Court down there, but if these fuckers have already cut a deal with the D.A., I might as well just stay here and fold napkins for dinner tonight!"
BRIAN
"You still have to make a showing in Clark County before anythings going to happen, so go be a good girl and make us look good, oh and go by the Palm's and see if George still has my little stash of Tiki umbrellas?"
SANDY
"Yea, someone care's about you...someone like me who Love's your ass, thick or thin...but why, for prestige...no, is it the sex...okay maybe 50% but no more...I'm thinking honor and friendship here!"
BRIAN
"Well,I hope you have a safe trip anyways?
STANDING UP, GIVING HER A HUG
SANDY
Finally, be good and try to see what you can do with those Gator eggs?"
SANDY LEAVES FOR MODESTO AIRPORT
ON PHONE SHE CALLS UP BILLSTEIN. FINDS OUT WHAT'S GOING ON!
SANDY
"Well, are we not able to come...what happened with you?"
BILLSTEIN
"Yea, I'm not able to come, because of this hearing I have to go to...yea I forgot that it was due today, but stuff like this happens!"
SANDY
"What happens?"
BILLSTEIN
"Clients like you get added to my itinerary at the last moment!"
SANDY
"Fine, I'll just do this myself...but is there anything I need to know about this?"
BILLSTEIN
"Yea, the less you say the better...they are not too friendly towards conflict of counsel...just let them go through their role's and make their pleas...it will all work itself out anyway!"
SANDY
"Are you going to show up at all?"
BILLSTEIN
"Maybe, we'll do lunch, but I have to do this deposition, then we talk...I really apologize for the inconvenience Sandy..."
SANDY
"Oh, that's okay...maybe I'll go down to Caesar's and do a little shopping afterwards, I'll figure something out!"
(scene switch)
INT: GATORTAIL RESTAURANT-KITCHEN-11A.M.
BRIAN AND JOHN IN KITCHEN LOOKING AT THIS NEW ACQUIREMENT OF GATOR EGGS
JOHN
"Very strange texture, even shell hard and well...funky!"
BRIAN
"I was thinking "Egg Scrambler", remember that little Ronco piece of shit with the pin, perhaps if we mixed it up first before we cracked the egg, I'm almost afraid to look inside!"
JOHN
"No boss, we use to bury eggs in the Philippines, however we would let it set a while!"
BRIAN
"Like the Beluga Eggs, or what ever you call them, they were some of the most nasty assed smelling things, guess we couldn't do much worse here?"
JOHN
"No, not same thing, little Gator's are still in embryonic stage, should be like any egg, even Ostrich...except texture, maybe gamy, but let's see...new roads ahead!"
BRIAN
"Not really, cause if the head honchos at...well, who knows, Cali board of wildlife and gaming, who knows, I can almost see them talking amongst themselves...well Mister Cashman, what kind of wild things might we be serving today?"
JOHN
"Boss, no offense...but people eat things you don't want to think about, I hear that big topic now be women taking Placenta home and using it in cooking, putting it into pills, what next?"
BRIAN
"It's not the same thing John, we're talking what's been approved up to sell...they're are certain criteria of things that has to go through the process before I can legitimately sell it...you know this stuff man, quit fucking with me!
JOHN
"Gator eggs, perhaps limited, but new experience, so we try one now?"
BRIAN
"Sure, why not..."
OPENING UP EGG, THEY SEE THAT IT HAS A TAN COLORED MUCUS WITH A BRIGHT YELLOW YOLK,THEY BOTH JUST STARED AT IT AS IT SITS IN THE BOWL
JOHN
"We look at it all day, it does nothing, perhaps I put it in Kitchen Aid, a little butter, some salt, we see?"
BRIAN
"Fine with me, let's do the omelet thing, maybe do the peppers and cheese, let's call this one a Southern Cajun Omelet."
JOHN
"But we already do that with real Gatortail, what now?"
BRIAN
"Why not be honest and just call it a Gator Egg Omelet....unless of course you want to make a cake or pie out of it...emulsifiers are pretty much all the same, like lecithin and plasma, the world Loves it's combiners, without it...nothing would taste right!
JOHN
"I like your attitude Boss, we try anything...at least once!"
(scene switch)
EXT: CLARK COUNTY COURT HOUSE-LAS VEGAS-2 P.M.
SANDY FINDING OUT THAT THE TWO DEFENDANTS WHERE ALREADY BEING HELD ON CONCURRENT SENTENCES FOR OTHER PRIOR CONVICTIONS,THEY HAD ALREADY PLEADED A DEAL WITH THE DISTRICT ATTORNEY'S OFFICE ON HER CHARGES OF KIDNAPPING, FALSE IMPRISONMENT, AND RAPE, SHE
ATTEMPTS TO CONTACT BRIAN BACK IN CALIFORNIA
SANDY
"Hey guy...well, looks like these guys aren't going anywhere with or without my help, they seem to have a long bout of prison time before them already!"
BRIAN
"What did Billstein say?"
SANDY
"He had a prior deposition, where did you get this guy from anyway?"
BRIAN
"Oh, he was the guy who helped me on my business contracts with the Palms and shit,a real life saver...well, usually anyway!"
SUDDENLY A BENTLEY PULLS UP TO WHERE SANDY IS STANDING
WINDOW ROLLS PARTIALLY DOWN, SHOWING ONLY FOREHEAD
IT'S RON SHEFFIELD WITH A BEARD
SHEFFIELD
"Afternoon Miss Sandy, perhaps a ride is in check, we have many things to do, much to accomplish,and may I say you look unusually fetching on this nice Vegas afternoon?"
SANDY
"Hey Mister Ron, you fuckhead, you lucky I don't just blast your your piece of shit ass right where you sit!"
SHEFFIELD
"That wouldn't be a neighborly way to bring in the day, here let Miss Jennifer help you with your bags and such...please be a good girl now...no blood shed in front of the court house shall we?"
GIRL WALKS UP BEHIND SANDY AND POKES GUN INTO HER TORSO,WHILE ANOTHER GIRL WALKS UP FROM OTHER SIDE AND REMOVES HER BAG
BRIAN STILL LISTENING ON PHONE, ALREADY FIGURING OUT WHAT'S GOING ON, HE REMAINS QUIET
SANDY AND OTHER TWO WOMEN GET INTO CAR WITHOUT ANY CONFLICT
BRIAN CONTINUES TO LISTEN ON HER PHONE
SHEFFIELD
"You might wish to tell your hubby on the phone there that we will be entertaining you for a while...that is till we can work out something on those pesky barrels of Port you have in your possession...Mister Cashman, did you think I had forgotten or what?
BRIAN SCREAMING ON I-PHONE
SANDY
"Is that all this is about...some barrels of wine, please...you have nothing else to entertain yourself with...your so pathetic!
SANDY TAKES CUP OF ICE SHE'S BEEN HOLDING AND SPLASHES IT AGAINST JENNIFER'S FACE, GRABBING GUN SHE POINT BLANK SHOOTS OUT DASHBOARD OF BENTLEY, EVERYONE FREEZES IN SHOCK AS CAR COMES TO HALT
SANDY GRABS HER THINGS AS SHE WAVES GUN BACK AND FORTH
SANDY
"Hate to be a party pooper, but I got shit to do today...taxi, taxi..."
EVERYONE IN CAR JUST REMAINS FROZEN AS SANDY CONTINUES TO WAVE GUN AROUND, FINALLY TAXI SHOWS UP
TAXI DRIVER
"Where to Miss?"
SANDY
"To the airport my good man, I'm running late.
WITH THAT, SHE TAKES JENNIFER'S GUN, UNLOADS THE CHAMBER AND POPS THE BULLET OUT OF THE RECEIVER
SANDY
"So nice to see all of of you again, please have a nice trip back to Modesto...bet I beat you home
JENNIFER
"Now that's a girl with some balls!"
OTHER GIRL
"Really big one's too!"
BRIAN STILL ON I-PHONE
"What's going on Sandy...are you okay?"
SANDY
"Oh, don't worry...just some old friends back from the hood...by the way, we'll have to get your Tiki umbrella's another time, see you this evening, Love You!"
(scene switch)
JOHN
"What did Miss Sandy say?"
BRIAN
"With her...sometimes it's just best not to get started with a line of questions, it will only further confuse the person asking them."
JOHN
"So, you don't ask, that mean Miss Sandy okay...I learned that long time ago, I could have told you that before..."
BRIAN
"I'm learning, give me a chance already..."
scene close
SANDY
"Yea, someone care's about you...someone like me who Love's your ass, thick or thin...but why, for prestige...no, is it the sex...okay maybe 50% but no more...I'm thinking honor and friendship here!"
BRIAN
"Well,I hope you have a safe trip anyways?
STANDING UP, GIVING HER A HUG
SANDY
Finally, be good and try to see what you can do with those Gator eggs?"
SANDY LEAVES FOR MODESTO AIRPORT
ON PHONE SHE CALLS UP BILLSTEIN. FINDS OUT WHAT'S GOING ON!
SANDY
"Well, are we not able to come...what happened with you?"
BILLSTEIN
"Yea, I'm not able to come, because of this hearing I have to go to...yea I forgot that it was due today, but stuff like this happens!"
SANDY
"What happens?"
BILLSTEIN
"Clients like you get added to my itinerary at the last moment!"
SANDY
"Fine, I'll just do this myself...but is there anything I need to know about this?"
BILLSTEIN
"Yea, the less you say the better...they are not too friendly towards conflict of counsel...just let them go through their role's and make their pleas...it will all work itself out anyway!"
SANDY
"Are you going to show up at all?"
BILLSTEIN
"Maybe, we'll do lunch, but I have to do this deposition, then we talk...I really apologize for the inconvenience Sandy..."
SANDY
"Oh, that's okay...maybe I'll go down to Caesar's and do a little shopping afterwards, I'll figure something out!"
(scene switch)
INT: GATORTAIL RESTAURANT-KITCHEN-11A.M.
BRIAN AND JOHN IN KITCHEN LOOKING AT THIS NEW ACQUIREMENT OF GATOR EGGS
JOHN
"Very strange texture, even shell hard and well...funky!"
BRIAN
"I was thinking "Egg Scrambler", remember that little Ronco piece of shit with the pin, perhaps if we mixed it up first before we cracked the egg, I'm almost afraid to look inside!"
JOHN
"No boss, we use to bury eggs in the Philippines, however we would let it set a while!"
BRIAN
"Like the Beluga Eggs, or what ever you call them, they were some of the most nasty assed smelling things, guess we couldn't do much worse here?"
JOHN
"No, not same thing, little Gator's are still in embryonic stage, should be like any egg, even Ostrich...except texture, maybe gamy, but let's see...new roads ahead!"
BRIAN
"Not really, cause if the head honchos at...well, who knows, Cali board of wildlife and gaming, who knows, I can almost see them talking amongst themselves...well Mister Cashman, what kind of wild things might we be serving today?"
JOHN
"Boss, no offense...but people eat things you don't want to think about, I hear that big topic now be women taking Placenta home and using it in cooking, putting it into pills, what next?"
BRIAN
"It's not the same thing John, we're talking what's been approved up to sell...they're are certain criteria of things that has to go through the process before I can legitimately sell it...you know this stuff man, quit fucking with me!
JOHN
"Gator eggs, perhaps limited, but new experience, so we try one now?"
BRIAN
"Sure, why not..."
OPENING UP EGG, THEY SEE THAT IT HAS A TAN COLORED MUCUS WITH A BRIGHT YELLOW YOLK,THEY BOTH JUST STARED AT IT AS IT SITS IN THE BOWL
JOHN
"We look at it all day, it does nothing, perhaps I put it in Kitchen Aid, a little butter, some salt, we see?"
BRIAN
"Fine with me, let's do the omelet thing, maybe do the peppers and cheese, let's call this one a Southern Cajun Omelet."
JOHN
"But we already do that with real Gatortail, what now?"
BRIAN
"Why not be honest and just call it a Gator Egg Omelet....unless of course you want to make a cake or pie out of it...emulsifiers are pretty much all the same, like lecithin and plasma, the world Loves it's combiners, without it...nothing would taste right!
JOHN
"I like your attitude Boss, we try anything...at least once!"
(scene switch)
EXT: CLARK COUNTY COURT HOUSE-LAS VEGAS-2 P.M.
SANDY FINDING OUT THAT THE TWO DEFENDANTS WHERE ALREADY BEING HELD ON CONCURRENT SENTENCES FOR OTHER PRIOR CONVICTIONS,THEY HAD ALREADY PLEADED A DEAL WITH THE DISTRICT ATTORNEY'S OFFICE ON HER CHARGES OF KIDNAPPING, FALSE IMPRISONMENT, AND RAPE, SHE
ATTEMPTS TO CONTACT BRIAN BACK IN CALIFORNIA
SANDY
"Hey guy...well, looks like these guys aren't going anywhere with or without my help, they seem to have a long bout of prison time before them already!"
BRIAN
"What did Billstein say?"
SANDY
"He had a prior deposition, where did you get this guy from anyway?"
BRIAN
"Oh, he was the guy who helped me on my business contracts with the Palms and shit,a real life saver...well, usually anyway!"
SUDDENLY A BENTLEY PULLS UP TO WHERE SANDY IS STANDING
WINDOW ROLLS PARTIALLY DOWN, SHOWING ONLY FOREHEAD
IT'S RON SHEFFIELD WITH A BEARD
SHEFFIELD
"Afternoon Miss Sandy, perhaps a ride is in check, we have many things to do, much to accomplish,and may I say you look unusually fetching on this nice Vegas afternoon?"
SANDY
"Hey Mister Ron, you fuckhead, you lucky I don't just blast your your piece of shit ass right where you sit!"
SHEFFIELD
"That wouldn't be a neighborly way to bring in the day, here let Miss Jennifer help you with your bags and such...please be a good girl now...no blood shed in front of the court house shall we?"
GIRL WALKS UP BEHIND SANDY AND POKES GUN INTO HER TORSO,WHILE ANOTHER GIRL WALKS UP FROM OTHER SIDE AND REMOVES HER BAG
BRIAN STILL LISTENING ON PHONE, ALREADY FIGURING OUT WHAT'S GOING ON, HE REMAINS QUIET
SANDY AND OTHER TWO WOMEN GET INTO CAR WITHOUT ANY CONFLICT
BRIAN CONTINUES TO LISTEN ON HER PHONE
SHEFFIELD
"You might wish to tell your hubby on the phone there that we will be entertaining you for a while...that is till we can work out something on those pesky barrels of Port you have in your possession...Mister Cashman, did you think I had forgotten or what?
BRIAN SCREAMING ON I-PHONE
SANDY
"Is that all this is about...some barrels of wine, please...you have nothing else to entertain yourself with...your so pathetic!
SANDY TAKES CUP OF ICE SHE'S BEEN HOLDING AND SPLASHES IT AGAINST JENNIFER'S FACE, GRABBING GUN SHE POINT BLANK SHOOTS OUT DASHBOARD OF BENTLEY, EVERYONE FREEZES IN SHOCK AS CAR COMES TO HALT
SANDY GRABS HER THINGS AS SHE WAVES GUN BACK AND FORTH
SANDY
"Hate to be a party pooper, but I got shit to do today...taxi, taxi..."
EVERYONE IN CAR JUST REMAINS FROZEN AS SANDY CONTINUES TO WAVE GUN AROUND, FINALLY TAXI SHOWS UP
TAXI DRIVER
"Where to Miss?"
SANDY
"To the airport my good man, I'm running late.
WITH THAT, SHE TAKES JENNIFER'S GUN, UNLOADS THE CHAMBER AND POPS THE BULLET OUT OF THE RECEIVER
SANDY
"So nice to see all of of you again, please have a nice trip back to Modesto...bet I beat you home
JENNIFER
"Now that's a girl with some balls!"
OTHER GIRL
"Really big one's too!"
BRIAN STILL ON I-PHONE
"What's going on Sandy...are you okay?"
SANDY
"Oh, don't worry...just some old friends back from the hood...by the way, we'll have to get your Tiki umbrella's another time, see you this evening, Love You!"
(scene switch)
JOHN
"What did Miss Sandy say?"
BRIAN
"With her...sometimes it's just best not to get started with a line of questions, it will only further confuse the person asking them."
JOHN
"So, you don't ask, that mean Miss Sandy okay...I learned that long time ago, I could have told you that before..."
BRIAN
"I'm learning, give me a chance already..."
scene close
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