Wine Mama (82) Disclosing Sandy

Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright 2014

WINE MAMA (82)

DISCLOSING SANDY

EXT: HUDSON VINEYARDS-CREEK IN THE BACK-MONDAY-7 A.M.

THERE ARE NOW 30 BABY GATORS WHICH HAVE POPPED OUT OF THEIR EGGS, THE ONES THE NOW DECEASED MAMA GATOR LAYED WHEN SHE DECIDED TO MOVE ON TO SOME OTHER TURF DOWN STREAM

BEFORE SHE HAD INCURRED A QUICK DEMISE FROM THE GUNSHOT FROM SANDY SHE MANAGED TO LAY SOME EGGS, BUT NOT ALL OF THEM, HOWEVER THE THIRTY SHE DID LAY ALL HATCHED AND CAME TO THE SURFACE, CATCHING MOST OF THE WILDLIFE COMMUNITY OFF GUARD.

GATORS LOOK ENTICING, BUT ARE LEATHERY AND  NOT EASILY DIGESTED, SO AS A RACCOON APPROACHES, A BOBCAT TAKES NOTICE, SO DOES A HAWK, BUT THE BEAR DOESN'T CARE AND HAS THE FINAL CALL, BUT NOT BEFORE A GOLDEN RETRIEVER HAS THE AUDACITY TO BRING ONE HOME TO HIS MASTER'S HOUSE, A LIVE BABY GATOR IN HIS MOUTH, EVERYBODY IS CURIOUS NOW.

WHERE DID MY DOG FIND A LIVE BABY GATOR

(MIKE TORRANCE) NEIGHBOR TALKING TO HIS DOG

"Hey Boy, what you got there...shit, where in the hell did you get this from?"

TOSSING IT INTO AN UNUSED AQUARIUM, HE CALLS ANIMAL CONTROL TO GET SPECIFICS ON HOW HIS DOG BROUGHT HOME A SOUTHERN LOUISIANA GATOR

MIKE TORRANCE ON PHONE

"My name is Mike Torrance, ah yes sir, my dog was wandering around and brought home this gator, this baby alligator!"

HOWARD BARNS (ANIMAL CONTROL)

"Well I'm not sure how your dog found something like this around Modesto, from the best I can figure, we have no Alligator population around here...perhaps if you can ask your dog where he found it, it might give us something to work with?"

MIKE

"Are you trying to be funny, stop with the crap...what can you tell me about this?"

ANIMAL CONTROL

"The only people we know who fools with Alligators sir, or is permitted to do so is Brian Cashman with Gatortails...I don't think they are allowed to have live animals in their possession, however, something like that...let us check into it...by the way, is the Gator you have still with you...is it still alive?"

MIKE

"Yes, have it in a tank right now, why?"

ANIMAL CONTROL

"Well you are in possession of an illegal exotic species here in the state of California, possession of such an exotic animal will require a quarantine and a state authorised permit, do you understand?

MIKE

"Well shit, just come by and pick the fucking thing up then, my dog found it from somewhere and brought it home, how in the hell am I suppose to be responsible for something my dog found, I've never even seen one of these fuckers around here before, so I was simply calling you guys up and trying to figure what I should do next...is that okay with you?"

ANIMAL CONTROL

"Please calm down sir, we understand the stress you must be under, does your dog seem abnormally stressed, any lesions, erratic behaviour, will the dog make it, can it pull through?"

MIKE

"The dog appears to be fine, why...what 's the next move here?"

ANIMAL CONTROL

 "Now where are you located, we will pick up the specimen and have it documented and processed!"

MIKE

"I'm at 13542 Landry St., the Gator is waiting, is that okay?"

ANIMAL CONTROL

"Thank you sir, we are sending a truck within the hour, bye..."

MIKE

"Yea, bye!"

(scene switch)

INT: GATORTAIL RESTAURANT-BRIAN'S OFFICE-MONDAY-10 A.M.

BRIAN AND SANDY ARE TAKING TURNS THROWING PAPER PLANES AT EACH OTHER MADE OUT OF CRISP NEW ONE-HUNDRED DOLLAR BILLS

SANDY

"I don't mind this kind of popping, I'm keeping the planes by the way?"

BRIAN

"My ass your keeping the planes, that's got to be thirty-five hundred in air product there.

SANDY SNIFFING ONE OF THE C-NOTES

"You know, they must print this stuff in the back of a security truck or something, all this crap smells like it just came out of a Xerox machine!"

BRIAN

"Probably does, they don't have any money back there...just a big color print copier which can probably adjust the serial number as it prints, who's to know?

SANDY

"I don't care, just make it happen my Love!"

BRIAN

"For someone staring bankruptcy right in the face, you seem on a different..."

SUDDENLY DETECTIVE BROWN SHOWS UP AT ENTRANCE DOOR

"Am I interrupting anything, just need to ask Sandy a few questions...got a moment?"

BRIAN

"Hey, Brown what's shaking, congrats on the advancement, so what's the problem this time...I don't think Sandy has taken any Bears down this week...why you need to talk to my girl?"

BROWN

"Well actually, this was a request from CSI Detective's in Vegas, they need a statement regarding Ron Sheffield, Sandy...I need you to come with me?"

SILENCE-SANDY LOOKING BACK AT BRIAN-ACKNOWLEDGING SITUATION WITH A HEAD TILT AND A SMIRK

SANDY

"Brian...I have to go, I'll give you a call after...okay?"

BRIAN

"Okay, good luck with whatever this is about...Love you!

SANDY

"Love you, too!"

(1 HOUR LATER)

AS SANDY IS BROUGHT INTO THE MODESTO POLICE INTERROGATION ROOM, DETECTIVE BROWN INSTRUCTS HER OF THE PROCEDURES

BROWN

"Now Sandy, anything you do or say will be recorded...at this point your not being accused of anything within the areas of implication, but it's very important to listen to what is being asked of you to the best  of your abilities and recollection, do you understand?"

SANDY ADJUSTING SKIRT AS ONE HUNDRED DOLLAR PAPER AIRPLANE FALLS OUT OF IT TO THE FLOOR

DETECTIVE BROWN LOOKING AT PAPER PLANE FOLDED C-NOTE LAYING ON FLOOR

SANDY

"We were playing paper airplane earlier."

BROWN

"That's good to know, bribes won't be accepted here!"

SANDY

"Bribe for what...let's get started on what needs to be said?"

BROWN

"Okay, we are starting the video, please look at the camera and speak clearly into the microphone."

SANDY

"Yes, Master Brown..."

BROWN

"Please speak your name and city in which you live and preside in?"

SANDY

"My name is Sandy Cashman, formerly Sandy Hudson...residing in Modesto, California

BROWN

"And in regard to a deceased Ron Sheffield, do you have any prior relation to this gentleman?"

SANDY

"Well, that fucker...had..."

BROWN

"Refrain from the personal..."

SANDY

"Sorry, that person in question...fucking scumbag fucker...sorry but..."

BROWN

"Sandy we're just trying to establish a linage here of prior conduct and knowledge, as I can't have you spouting off like that, this is an informal deposition, please try to retain your personal opinions to another time, is that okay with you?"

SANDY

"The human toilet bowl that he was, tried to manipulate all my grapes, my harvest, by setting up a scheme to get the grapes off our property and try to resell them at fifty cents to the dollar to another winery, he threatened us, lied to us, had people come and try to murder us, he wouldn't stop, he tried to have me abducted, raped, and then he continued with his latest and lastly finale move of literally driving to Vegas to kidnap me again, where I threw some ice on the girl trying to push me into his car, taking one of their guns, and blowing the shit out of his dashboard, where I caught a cab back to McCarren and took a flight back here...I know of nothing else, you hear me?"

LONG PAUSE

BROWN

"Thank you for your time Sandy...we'll be in touch if the boys in Vegas need further questioning!"

SANDY

"Your welcome, glad to get that off my chest, good-day!"

BROWN

"Good-day mam!"

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