Scene 1/2, (I guess)Exterior. LA Harbor dockside, night.In the dark, two figures in black clothing drag a third figure along the docks. A large ship is lies ankered in the distance, but the figures are heading the other way, towards an uninhabited area. They come to a standstill near the water and the figure they’re dragging along starts struggling when it figures out what’s about to happen. One of the black clad men, the larger of the two, punch the figure in the face, hard. The second of the two, the smaller one, draws a large handgun. Seconds later, two shots are heard and not long after, a large splash when the body hits the water. The two men in black brush their clothes off with their hands and then walk back to their waiting car, a dark blue Lincoln.
Not to far off, amongst some garbage dumpsters and dumped garbagebags…a seemingly lifeless hulk stirs, and one eye opens…..
Exterior. LA Harbor the same dockside, morning.The three women exit their small vehicle and start walking toward the dockside.
Alirocker08: ‘I still don’t understand why you guys have dragged me out here. I’m freezing my arse off’.
Debrakadebra: ‘Babygirl, please. This is a warm day. I thought you British toffs were accustomed to rainy weather’
Alirocker08: ‘Yeah, well not this Brit….fucking cold!, Faye, fucking slow DOWN, will ya?’
NightmareCinema: ‘Yeah, Debs, what are we doing here, anyway?’
Debrakadebra: ‘Listen girls, I don’t know any more than you do, ok?, just trust me. I was told to meet someone here and bring you guys along’.
Bickering, the three women walk along the dockside, past some garbage pails and containers.
Suddenly, one of the ‘garbagebags’ moves, an empty bottle starts rolling tinkling away, startling the girls and making them scream out loud. A figure slowly sits up, removing a plastic sheet that he apparently spent the night under. He removes a dirty overcoat, revealing a pinkish/purple shirt. He’s wearing glasses and has a greyish beard. It appears to be a slightly rumpled Cyclopssss.
NightmareCinema: ‘For fucks sake! You scared the crap outta me!’
Alirocker08/Debrakadebra: ‘And me!’
Cyclopssss: Well, gee girls, I’m sorry. It’s just that, you see, something came up.’
Debrakadebra: ‘Yeah, spare us the deatails please!’
Alirocker08: ‘oooh…did it involve bubblewrap?’
Cyclopssss: ‘eehh…no. It did, however, involve a dead body. That’s why I put in the call to Wey, or the ghost of Wey, or whatever he’s called these days. I guess he’s sent the best he got, apparently. You girls.
Alirocker08: ‘Well, fuck me.’
NightmareCinema: ‘Yeah, Deb, what gives, huh? Is this why you called me in the middle of the night, to some godforsaken abandoned dockside, talking to some BUM, freezing my butt off?’
Cyclopssss: ‘And a very nice one it is, if I may be so blunt.’
Debrakadebra: ’No you may fucking NOT!’ (takes a deep breathe) ‘Look, I’m having trouble understanding all of this as it is, and I’m freezing my arse off as well, OK??!
(towards a flustered
Cyclopssss): ‘Look, I'm sorry, I get stressed. Just show me the fucking body. I’m getting sick and tired of the smell of this place….and that includes you!’
To be continued.... (have fun!)
(sorry
Ali, just wanted to hear you say ‘
fuck’ in that voice)