Kirk Carter@ WGA Copyright
WINE MAMA (93)
FAN BASE DILEMMA
CASHMAN VINEYARDS-KITCHEN-TUESDAY-1 P.M.
BRIAN AND SANDY COME IN AFTER RELOADING THE VAN FOR ABOUT THE SIXTH TIME
BRIAN
"Boy, that's some work getting theses cases distributed!"
SANDY
"Yea, pretty good work out...let's rest a little while, I'm pooped..."
BRIAN
"You want a little lemonade, it's got some grenadine in it?"
SANDY
"That sounds refreshing, my tits are sweating...that's messed up!"
BRIAN
"Yea, that sucks...get you something to drink and go hit the shower or something?"
SANDY
"You wanna come save a little water and join me?"
BRIAN
I would, but we might not ever get out of there, the water tank only holds forty gallons!"
SANDY
"Yea, we have the clients to think about...boy, being a delivery service is really not my cup of tea!"
BRIAN
"So, who did we get this morning, I kinda lost count?"
SANDY GOING THROUGH PAPERWORK, COUNTING CASES WITH HER FINGERS
"Let's see, two cases for the Iberville, one case for the Taurus...those guys were being real pricks, a four cases for the Clairmont, Hotel Modesto did six, two for Igors, and four for Claudia's...looks like a total of nineteen so far!"
BRIAN
"And that was only six drop offs...oh boy!"
SANDY
"About seven more to go, but we may have to push off Albertsons and Vons for tomorrow, that's like twenty cases a piece right there!"
BRIAN
"Yea, but it's only two drops...I think it might be in our best interest to get a service, cause we still have a restaurant to run?"
SANDY
"Well, unless I click with some more locals, we'll probably be shipping the rest of this out anyway by truck...and I don't really like having people coming over to the barn anyway!"
BRIAN
"We could always do what Bill suggested and get some Dogs and a guard or something?"
SANDY
"How about we get some Bear's, some guard Bear's?"
BRIAN
"Yea, that would make them think twice, probably end up with a lot of drunk Bear's!"
SANDY
"With this stuff, they would be deemed perfectly harmless...I'm going to go take that shower, be right back..."
BRIAN GETS UP AND STARTS FOLLOWING HER DOWN THE HALL
SANDY
"What are you doing Mister Cashman?"
BRIAN
"Thought about what you said...I'd like to save a little water, too!"
(scene switch)
MANAGEMENT AT HOTEL MODESTO WHERE THEY JUST DELIVERED
SIX CASES IS DRAWING ATTENTION FROM THE HOUSE MIXOLOGIST
HE DISCUSSES POSSIBILITIES AND MERIT OVER WINE MAMA
CRAIG (HOUSE MIXOLOGIST)
"You know Mister Barns, the sip contest is coming up down at Dana Point, I really think Cashman should try entering this...it is his first go at this...really get his name on the board if he entered a couple of bottles of this?"
Mister Barns (GENERAL MANAGER OF HOTEL MODESTO)
"Yea, but I don't think he has that type of ego...he knows nothing about marketing...and on top of that, the deadline for entry is coming up!"
CRAIG
"Well, the discount is three-hundred and fifty dollars...but we might as well do a little creative marketing and get our name in there, too!"
BARNS
"Generally, that would be considered co-op marketing, but hey...we are representing the product...wonder if I should front this with that Sandy girl first?"
CRAIG
"No, let's surprise her...I mean the odds of winning are astronomical, but I'll bet we can at least take credit for bringing it to attention?"
BARNS
"Okay...let's do it, see what happens...the worst that can happen is that we get a little free publicity out of it!"
(1 week later)
GATORTAIL RESTAURANT-BRIAN'S OFFICE-10 P.M.
BRIAN AND SANDY ARE BACK AT THE RESTAURANT AFTER SPENDING A TOTAL OF THREE DAYS SHIPPING OUT
SANDY PRIDES HERSELF ON SELLING OVER A THOUSAND CASES TO DIFFERENT PARTS OF CALIFORNIA
SANDY
"I was thinking hon...we ought to drop some calls over to Vegas, see if we can get some product moving over there?"
BRIAN
"That's what I probably would have been doing to start with...but if we get too many repeat orders or something, we might not have any product to distribute...it's like with the Gators, only so much to go around..."
SANDY
"Yea, I wanted to ask you about that, when are you going to order some more whole Gators, I'm in the mood to put my cobbler back to work and tan up another collection handbags, belts, and wallets?"
BRIAN
"I don't mind doing that...but all the Gators must be dead...as in, all of them...that Mama Gator thing almost got us thrown under the jail!"
BRIAN'S HOUSE PHONE RINGS
BRIAN
"Hello, Gatortail...Brian Speaking!"
BILLY SCRIBBS (DIRECTOR OF SIP AWARDS)
"Yes, is this the Brian...thee Brian Cashman, the creator of Wine Mama, the Port Vodka?"
BRIAN
"Yes, this is thee Brian Cashman, what can I help you with today?"
SCRIBS
"Yes sir, this is Billy Scribbs...Director of the Sip Awards wine competition, and I just wanted to tell you that your unique style for Port Vodka just won first place in the most original newcomers division, congratulations sir!"
SILENCE WHILE BRIAN TRIES TO FIGURE OUT WHAT'S GOING ON
"Hold on one second Mister Scribbs...hey Sandy, did you enter us in a wine competition...who did you say you were with?"
SCRIBBS
"I'm the Director of the Sip Awards wine competition, we're based out of Sonoma, but this year will be doing the ceremonies out of Dana Point!"
SANDY
"No Brian, I haven't entered into any contest, you have to buy into those things anyway...like four, five hundred dollars sometimes, sounds like a scam...just hang up on him!"
BRIAN
"Okay Mister Scribbs or whatever your name is, nobody here remembers ever entering into a wine competition, and I want to warn you...I don't know where you got my business line number to call or what type of scam your trying to represent, but take me off your little phone list, and let's call it a day...understand?"
BRIAN HANGS UP PHONE
SANDY
"Coming out of the woodwork huh?"
BRIAN
"Apparently so, sure will be glad when we run out of product to sell!"
SANDY
"At least until next year...hey you interrupted me, are you going to be able to get Bill to give you some whole Gators for next week, Mama need a new handbag?"
BRIAN
"Yes Dear, whole Gators for the Lady...coming right up!"
(scene switch)
MODESTO HOTEL-BARN'S OFFICE-12 NOON
MISTER BARNS WATCHING FOOD NETWORK AT LUNCH
SEE'S THAT THEY POSTED WINNER'S OF SIPS AWARDS CONTEST
SEE'S THAT THE BIG NEWS WAS THAT THE WINNER OF THE MOST ORIGINAL NEWCOMER AWARD WAS BRIAN CASHMAN'S WINE MAMA AND THAT HE DECLINED GRAND PRIZE OF ONE HUNDRED THOUSAND DOLLARS AND THAT COACHMAN VINEYARDS OUT OF SONOMA COUNTY PICKED UP THE PRIZE AS THE RUNNER-UP
BARNS BOLTS OUT OF CHAIR, LOOKING FOR CASHMAN'S NUMBER IN HIS PHONE BANK, STARTS CALLING CASHMAN ON HIS SMARTPHONE
BRIAN PICKING UP
"Afternoon Gatortail, Brian speaking, how can I help you?"
BARNS
"Brian Cashman?"
BRIAN
"That be me, who's this?"
BARNS
"This is Dale Barns, General Manager with the Hotel Modesto and you just declined first place in the Sip Awards down at Dana Point...how could you?"
BRIAN
"For one thing, we never entered any competitions Dale, all I can remember is that my wife Sandy cold-called you and you ordered six cases of Wine Mama, we delivered it a couple of weeks ago, of which we appreciate it...if your having some personal issues with my product, I can get you your money back on any unopened bottles, but other than that...the competition is a scam...I talked to some Director this morning, probably wanted some money out of me or something and I just hung up on the guy...is that okay with you?"
BARNS
"You couldn't be more wrong...it's a legitimate competition, and my bartender and myself were so impressed with Wine Mama that I ponied up three hundred and fifty dollars and entered some of your bottles that I purchased from you!
BRIAN
"Why would you use your money for my product or getting me involved in a competition without asking me first?"
BARNS
"It was suppose to be a surprise...I figured that we could get a little free advertising out of it for the Hotel carrying your product, like a co-op thing, thought it was good business..."
BRIAN
"Well, I'm really sorry you went through all that trouble for a little award, probably a little statue of a glass or something, right?"
BARNS
"No Brian...there was a trophy that..."
BRIAN
"See, there you go...a stupid little trophy that..."
BARNS
"Came with a check for a hundred thousand dollars first prize money!"
BRIAN GULPING
"Your kidding right?"
BARNS
"Wish I was, you just threw away one hundred large...what were you thinking?"
BRIAN
"On a couple of levels I'm mad that you didn't tell me about this...it's my first batch and I don't know all the marketing gimmicks...look I need you to do two things for me?"
BARNS
"What are they?"
BRIAN
"Accept my check for five-thousand dollars that I'm sending you okay?"
BARNS
"What's that for?"
BRIAN
"To cover the cost on your entry fee and to promise me with your hand on the Bible not to ever mention a peep of any of this to Sandy...understand, she'd kill my ass!"
BARNS
"A little shut my mouth bribe, huh?"
BRIAN
"And you'll get to go to heaven!"
BARNS
"Understood perfectly..."
BRIAN
"Good man!"
scene close
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