INt. Wharehouse – NIGHT 34
The Butcher drags Maria by her hair surrounded by his thugs. She is bloodied and broken. They are entering a very large open wharehouse. Morelli is there with a couple of his thugs as well as Mad Dog McGregor and many of his Irish. The Butcher drops her in middle of floor circled by the rest. Morelli looks at her state.
Morelli
Hmm, was the blood and bruises a necessary preamble to her being brought to me?
The Butcher smiles his wolf smile.
Butcher
Don’t step past that which you have control over Morelli. The people back East wanted their pound of flesh, and they pay me good money to give it to them. We are doing you a courtesy even allowing you this.
McGregor strolls from Morelli, does a small circle around Maria, still playing with the knife he took from the Ghost, and where no one else can see it, throws her a wink. He then looks at The Butcher.
Mad Dog Mcgregor
Damn, damn, damn. You are a hard cock in a catholic school girl’s dress, a lollipop on a sweet tooth. The sheer bravado that comes off you could power a city my friend, a wonder to see, let me tell ya. A damn stroke yourself at midnight moment.
The Butcher stares at him as his mean bristle around him.
butcer
While you are a little lapdog who doesn’t stop yapping.
Morelli
Enough McGregor.
Morelli steps forward and squats to his knees looking at the broken bleeding Maria.
Morelli
Your father was a great man whom I respected. You, you on the other hand, how has a child of his fallen so far.?
Maria looks up through the blood, spits a big wad of it on the ground, then smiles up at Morelli.
Maria
I haven’t fallen, I’ve risen. And your right Morelli, my father was a great man
She spits again, this time a bloody wad onto his suit.
Maria (cont’d)
…a great man in a shitty world controlled by douche bags, you being King Douche bag.
She smiles with bloody teeth.
maria (cont’d)
Your ideas on women and what were capable of are stuck in the middle ages, I thought I’d help bring you all along to today’s world.
Morelli looks disgusted, stands up and looks to The Butcher.
Morelli
Women as you are about to learn, are too weak to lead, too emotional and should just learn their place and stay there. You got lucky with what you accomplished. I doubt you planned anything and most likely stumbled your way through relying on us never looking at a woman as the culprit. In the final page of this book it matters little, you failed, now you will die, the story is done.
He nods to the Butcher.
morelli (cont’d)
I’ve heard enough. End it.
The Butcher pulls out his gun and takes a step but his eyes become vacant in death, his body falling like a rotten tree and behind him laughing gleefully is Mad Dog McGregor with his knife planted in the back of the Butcher’s skull. All around the Italians are falling with Irish blades stuck in them.
Mad Dog Mcgregor
Boom! (At Corpse) Yappity yap yap mother fucker!!! Did you see that, holy fucking hell in a grandma’s bustier. I wish I could of been on the other side and seen his face. Damn. Like that would of been the shin dig, the superhero type shit, to like split myself, and shove the blade in his skull and be on the other side and see his face. I am good, you all know I’m good, but this just hammered home how good the good is.
He looks at the Irishman near him.
Mad Dog Mcgregor (cont’d)
Did you get that on video? That was a god damn Youtube moment if I ever saw one.
The nearest Irishman looks at Mcgregor then looks at the body beneath him of the Italian he had just killed.
Irishman One
Uh, no Boss, we were busy killing all the wops.
Morelli being held by two Irishmen is livid and shocked struggling to pull free from his captors. Maria is slowly crawling to her feet, wincing but smiling.
Morelli
What the fuck did you do McGregor? Are you insane?
McGregor starts laughing.
Mad Dog Mcgregor
You have seriously bought the big banana in the sky Morelli when your asking a man who goes by the moniker of Mad Dog if he’s crazy. But since you just wet yourself and all that you thought you had is about to be ripped from your baby arms, I’ll forgive you.
He slowly lowers himself to ground and pulls the blade with a thunk from The Butcher’s noggin.
Mad Dog Mcgregor
I was made a better offer by her Capo, or Capolette however you call her. My own territory, can’t beat it huh. Boss McGregor, has a certain ring to it, a certain make your cock hard effect to it’s sound.
Maria stands up with a gun in hand from a nearby dead Italian.
Maria
Yea, about that. Jojo!
Guns start firing from the shadows from all sides of the wharehouse as Irishmen start dropping. Maria immediately turns and fires twice, a hole in each of the heads of the two Irishmen who had been holding Morelli. Morelli folds to ground covering his head. Maria turns back around but sees no Mcgregor, only an Irishman full of holes dragged near the entrance. Jojo comes walking up as do Italian women of all shapes, sizes, ages. They are all dressed in black combat fatigues and a leather aviator jacket. Maria looks at Jojo then at the door where McGregor disappeared through. Jojo shrugs her shoulders.
Jojo
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He used his own guy as a meat shield. Do you want me to go after him?
Maria looks back at Morelli on ground then back and shakes her head.
Maria
No, we will deal with the Scotsman later.
Maria walks over to Morelli who is staring at all the different women with guns surrounding him.
Maria
You’re wondering who all these beautiful women are huh?
She motions to all of them, ranging from ages 20 to 60.
Maria
These are the Mothers, Daughters, Sisters, Grandmothers of the Families, the ones you said had no worth beyond spitting out babies and keeping your cocks warm.
She laughs a big belly laugh but then starts coughing and spits a big blob of blood, still a smile though.
maria (cont’d)
I call them my Valkyries. I know, not very Italian of me but Vikings kick ass and I liked the name so there it is.
Jojo leans into Maria’s shoulder.
jojo
I dig it. The Ladies love it.
Morelli’s face tells a thousand stories, anger, regret.
morelli
You will still fail. The men back East will see to it. They won’t allow anyone, especially a bunch of women to take what they own.
Maria smiles through bloody teeth and bruised face.
Maria
They will have to learn to be perpetually disappointed, like you. I was going to send you back with a message for them but, your face hurts me to see it breathing.
She fires gun and Morelli slumps.
maria (cont’d)
I’m sure they’ll figure it out.
Jojo stands in front of her looking her up and down.
Jojo
They did a number on you.
Maria laughs.
Maria
Just a few love taps.
Jojo looked at her with an intensity.
Jojo
Spence?
Maria shakes her head.
Maria
He is the first major casualty, unless you count Freddie?(Smile) He won’t be the last.
Jojo looks crushed but then nods her head and stiffens her shoulders and turns to address all the women who had circled them.
Jojo
All that freedom and self worth you’ve been wanting, you just got. The 6 months of training I’ve put you through was for today and tomorrow. You’ve got it, now it’s time to hold it and pay the price it’s gonna cost. This here’s the Boss I’ve been telling you about. She will see you through it. You are her Valkyries, her Soldiers.
She stares at all of them.
jojo (cont’d)
Maria Salvatore!!!
All of them stand straighter, look intense.
valkyries
Maria Salvatore!!!!
Jojo turns back and looks at Maria.
Jojo
So what now kitty cat?
Maria smiles.
Maria
Not sure, but I can tell you one thing, it’s gonna be one hell of a ride.
Close up on Maria’s eyes and smile. She winks.
35 int. dark room – Night 35
Same throne in blue and black smoke but now a bruised and bloodied Maria sits in it leaning forward, a gun in her right hand draped over her knee, her smiling. Leaning against the throne is Jojo, also a gun in her hand, smiling. These words scroll across the screen "Prologue – The end is the beginning, the beginning, the end. Fuck it, start the fireworks."
THE FOLLOWING SCENES ARE DURING THE ROLLING OF CREDITS.
36 Int. east coast big boss study – Night 36
The Capo enters study and looks at the Big Boss staring at him.
Big Boss
So did you confirm their identities?
The Capo nods.
The Capo
Yes sir. They are indeed the heads of Morelli and the Butcher and she sent a note as well.
The Big Boss nods.
Big Boss
And it says?
The Capo looks reluctant.
The Capo
Sir, I’m not sure.
The BIg Boss slams his hand on his desk.
Big Boss
I asked you what it said!?
The Capo
It says “Eat me “ sir, signed Maria Salvatore.
Big Boss
This will not stand. Gather all the soldiers we can spare and call your contact in Sicily and ask for you know who.
The Capo looks fearful.
The Capo
Are you sure sir. He makes The Butcher look like a toddler playing tiddly winks.
Big Boss
Do what I asked.
The Capo nods.
The Capo
As you say sir.
Big Boss
This girl wants a war we will give her one.
Close up on Big Boss.
37 int.wharehouse – night 37
Mad Dog McGregor punches an Irishman off his feet, he flops on the ground not moving. Another Irishman looks at him standing by holding a semi auto rifle. He glances down at the unconscious man.
Mad Dog Mcgregor
I can’t fucking believe it, can you believe it?
Before the Irishman can reply.
Mad Dog Mcgregor (cont’d)
Shut the fuck up, I need to think.
He paces back and forth.
Mad Dog Mcgregor (cont’d)
She two timed me, me?!!! Granted I two timed Morelli but that’s to be expected but she two fucking timed me, me. No one does that to Mad Dog McGregor.
He sees the Irishman he knocked out starting to rise. He promptly kicks him in the face and lays him out again. He looks at the other who backs up a step.
Mad Dog Mcgregor
Gather every god damn Irishman in this fucking city. I don’t care if there still suckling on their Momma’s tit. I want them here. We are going to war with the Wops.
Irishman 2
Which ones?
Mad Dog Mcgregor
All of them.
38 Int. hotel – night 38
A CLOSE-UP on a blade slicing across a female’s arm(Belle), already showing multiple cuts. VO off screen coincides with a new cut on each repeat of name
Belle
Maria (Cut) Maria(Cut) Maria(Cut)
Last cut she brings knife up as camera does reveal at same time the knife up, Belle. She looks right at camera.
Bella
Maria Fucking Salvatore!
Stare Leone Close up to Black.