INT – BEDROOM – NIGHT 16
Maria stares in a mirror, fading bruises painting her face, a mix of emotions, anger dominant, her hand touches her eye. She is dressed in wife beater, no bra and tight fitting pants.
MARIA
That was the last time you will ever put fist to flesh. You thought I was weak, thought I was nothing.
Hands cup her face.
Maria (cont’d)
But now.
She laughs.
Maria (cont’d)
Now you’ve had the truth, literally, carved into you.
She walks to a bed, grabbing a leather jacket, moving it over, on bed is a shoulder holster with pistol, she slips it on, then grabs leather and slides into it, then tying her hair back in a ponytail. Sound of front door in other room opening and closing.
MARIA
The dirge begins.
17 INT – LIVING ROOM – NIGHT 17
A young man(SPENCE) dressed in casual clothing but still very well groomed and stylish leans against the wall while a young African American woman(JOJO) in tight leather clothing sits on arm of sofa with a small blade picking her nails, her face and hands and neck covered in blood, a grin on her face. Maria walks in.
MARIA
It’s done?.
JOJO
It is, it is, The Ghost girlie knows her work. Talented artist.
Maria gestures towards blood.
MARIA
So what’s with the blood then.
Jojo smiles.
JOJO
Oh you know me, I stuck your brother a few more times, just to make sure
Spence grimaces.
SPENCE
Load of shit, she just enjoys putting that blade of hers in things..
Jojo smiles and continues picking her nails.
JOJO
You say that likes it’s naughty. I’m getting wet over here.
MARIA
Enough, anyone live?
SPENCE
The Russian bitch slipped the noose. The Ghost apologizes, she got carried away with your brother, he looked like butchered meat.
JOJO
Like I said, she’s a regular Warhol, or maybe Picasso.
MARIA
Disappointing, Belle could be an issue, not to mention I hate the bitch.
SPENCE
No, not really, Ghost said they all thought that rat Scarsezzi was behind it as does the street. It is what I do boss, I’ve been chirping in all the right ears for weeks. Both your brother and Munichi are at his doorstep.
Maria smiles.
MARIA
Good, good.
SPENCE
So what’s the plan Boss, you still haven’t given us the play. Your the Big Cahones of The Salvatore Family now, 3rd biggest outfit in this cesspit, second I’m thinking with Munichi in the dirt.
MARIA
Oh Spence, you think too small, this is the just the opening concerto. We’re not stopping till Beethoven has finished the symphony, until it’s a Davinci masterpiece.
Looks at Jojo.
Maria (cont’d)
Your not the only one that knows big words.
Jojo has a malicious grin.
JOJO
Oh lover, your not only mixing artists but mediums as well, hmmmhmmm, love it. Why I adore making the cream in your oatmeal quiver. You are the Artemis to my Athena, The Joker to my Harley, The Yogi to my Boo Boo, the…
Spence interrupts.
SPENCE
Uh Boss, that might be overreaching a bit, gonna be tough enough to get the families to except a woman as the head of the Salvatore Family, much less any other leap of thrones. We still need to answer to the fat boys back East.
MARIA
You’ll understand soon enough Spence as will they all. It’s not family or connections or money that puts you on top, it’s whoever spills the most blood gets the crown.
Walks to Jojo, wiping some blood off her face with tenderness.
Maria (cont’d)
…and I’m about to unleash an ocean of it.
JOJO
Fun! Fun! Fun!
SPENCE
Surrounded by crazy bitches!. But sounds like a hoot, I’m in.
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MARIA
Tell the Ghost we have more work for her, a copious ballet of killing to do.
Blood wipes the screen to black.
18 Int. LARGE MEETING ROOM – DAY 18
Camera is leading a group of men down the hallway of a very expensive house. In front of them is a good looking woman (LILY) dressed in dress skirt with a clip board in her hand. Behind her is a rattish looking man in a giant fur coat with 70’s dark big rim glasses (OLDER SCARSEZZI) and behind him 4 THUGS. Camera flips as Lilly opens door into ornate study. A fat man MORELLI sits behind a large Desk in a big back chair while there are two equally ornate chairs in front of it, one already occupied by a early 30’s dapper good looking man in an impeccable suit. (BURDUCHI) There are two THUGS one each in corner of room behind Morelli. Lily motions to Scarsezzi to open chair.
lily
Your guest has arrived sir.
Morelli nods his head.
Morelli
Thank you Lily, don’t know what I’d do without you. Now please escort Mr Scarsezzi’s soldiers to the parlor with the others.
Scarsezzi looks nervously at his men. He looks like he’s about to protest. Burduchi cuts him off.
BURDUCHI
None of us have soldiers with us Solas, so just sit that spindly ass of yours in a seat so we can get this dust up going.
Scarsezzi looks at the two thugs behind Morelli. Morelli sighs and motions to them, Scarsezzi smiles and motions at his own and they follow Lilly out the door closing it behind them. Scarsezzi sits but looks apprehensive. He starts to talk but is again cut off by Burduchi.
Burduchi
We know it’s not you Solas, so don’t start your whining and weaseling.
Morelli nods.
Morelli
Boss Burduchi as ever is very crude in his communication but is no less speaking truth. No offense Solas but this is too well planned for it to be you. And it coincides with all of our Capos and Consiglieres back east representing us, including your own.
Scarsezzi takes a deep breath of relief and lights up a cigar.
SCARSEZZI
Good to hear Joe, good to hear..
Burduchi interrupts.
Burduchi
Still doesn’t change the fact we got someone killing bosses. Gio dying has put a real crimp in my plans. I was supposed to be marrying his bitch of a sister and we were talking of consolidating our areas.
Morelli looks condemning at Burduchi.
Morelli
You really must learn to curb your tongue Mateo. Your father was very precise and respectful in his words.
Burduchi laughs.
Burduchi
My father’s dead so lot of good it fucking did him. Talk is all fine and good but action spins the marbles.
Morelli
Proves my point, our business is a delicate balance, a chess game, strategy, careful, thought out movements. And showing respect is free.
Burduchi
Alright old man, I hear ya.
Morelli looks askance at his words.
Morelli
Again, your generation and it’s lack of civil discourse. Remember who it is you talk to Mateo. Do not cause me to make an example of you.
Scarsezzi smirks.
Scarsezzi
Look at the young pup fucking barking.
Inhales cigar smoke and slowly releases.
scarsezzi (cont’d)
Back to the point gentlemen. We have two Bosses taking dirt naps. As the Godfather says, what is our next move on the board?
Burduchi smirks.
Burduchi
Well first we find Gio’s Russian whore as the word is she survived the night and is hiding somewhere.
Takes sip of scotch.
Burduchi (cont’d)
Might be she can enlighten us on what happened.
Scarsezzi
We’re relying on a Russian whore? That’s our move?
Burduchi scowls. Morelli motions for both to pause.
Morelli
Patience Solas, it is not our only move.
Burduchi runs his finger along scotch glass while Scarsezzi takes a big drawl of his cigar.
Burduchi
We’ve brought in the Scotsman and his Irish.
Scarsezzi in middle of taking inhale on cigar starts choking and spewing, eyes streaming, he puts the cigar out on ashtray on desk.
Scarsezzi
Are you all on fucking drugs, that mad man is as reliable as a hooker with money upfront. Where ever he goes is a God Damn bloodbath.
Burduchi sips his scotch and laughs.
Burduchi
I think it’s a god damn brilliant piece of sophistry, not only does it piss you off which is always a boon but a bloodbath I think is what we need. It also sends a message back east that we take care of business which with the mysterious call up of our Capos and Consigliere’s back there just as all this shit starts raining the fuck down I don’t think is a coincidence.
Morelli sighs.
Morelli
True and we have heard nothing from our people there since they were sent, disturbing.It’s been days. To be honest I highly doubt this is their doing. They would be much more direct if our deaths were what they want. They would send the Butcher. All I have heard through my contacts is they are unhappy with us, though not why? Our tributes have gone to them without issue yes Solas?
Scarsezzi hitches for a moment.
Scarsezzi
Of course, of course, like clockwork.
Burduchi looks at Scarsezzi with simmering anger.
Burduchi
That was not the least fucking reassuring. Were you god damn skimming Scarsezzi, you rat faced fuck? .
Scarsezzi starts to reach for his pistol under his coat but a look from Morelli stops him.
Scarsezzi
You arrogant toddler, how dare you fucking accuse me !!! If we werent in such a shit hole with Bosses being offed….
Burduchi starts laughing.
Burduchi
Sure Solas, sure you would.
Morelli sighs and lights a cigar.
Morelli
Enough. One step at a time and we have other moves to bring to fruition first.
Stares at Solas.
morelli (cont’d)
Though Solas we will be revisiting the handling of tributes. In the meantime we will see what the Scotsman brings us.
19 INT. BoDEGa – NIGHT 19
A young man (JOHNNY) is shooting the shit with TWO YOUNG ITALIAN GIRLS in a badego. A COUPLE PEOPLE are buying from an OLD HEFTY ITALIAN MAN behind counter.
girl 1
You’re fucking with us? You’re really in the mob?
Girl 2
Yea, is that even a thing anymore, the mob?
Johnny laughs and pulls a daisy out of a vase on table and smells it then hands it to one of the girls.
Johnny
Would I lie to you two beauties? I am the king of kings in the dark world of murder and mayhem that is the mafia.
The girls smile, flattered. Then their eyes get big looking behind Johnny, scared as the sound of the bell above door chimes and sound of door opening. Johnny looks behind him as two big meaty paws land on his shoulders. He looks up to see a giant of a man, a man he knows, a man he doesn’t want to see. Johnny shudders with the hands on him.
Johnny
Hey Mad, mad , Mad Dog.
MAD DOG MCGREGOR grabs Johnny off the chair and shoves him back into his Irishmen who grab him. The camera becomes Johnny’s POV. Johnny as camera looks at arms holding his arms then up into an irishman who punches him causing camera to snap downwards. He looks back up and sees Mad Dog smiling and winking at the ladies who look scared shitless.
Mad Dog Mcgregor
Sorry ladies. Lover boy has a one on one with me he’s late for.
Big smile from Mad Dog while the Irishmen laugh. He looks at Johnny and with his best Ricky Ricardo accent says.
Mad Dog Mcgregor
Lucy, you got some x’plaining to do.
Close up on Mad Dog’s face, his fist coming towards camera, black.