Props Master II: The Show Must Go On

Slack returns along with the rest of the acting community of A Helping Hand Theatre-In-The-Round. He wants to direct Shakespeare's "Macbeth" with his friends on the anniversary of when they overcame the threat of the Margino family. Little does he know, Herbert's younger brother is planning a surprise attack on the theatre as revenge. Will Slack and the others make it out alive?

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1. A mans love for his brother

(Black Screen)

NEESON:

You want to fuck with me, pal? Okay. I’ll fuck with you too.

(We open with NEESON MARGINO taking a drag on a cigarette. We’re in a stone basement. He takes off his leather jacket and pulls out a wrench.)

NEESON:

You wanna know something Percy? My daddy used to be a plumber before he passed on. He was a damn good hard worker. And he got shit all his life, literally and figuratively. My brother and I had to raise the bar to make sure our family got paid good wages. And look where we are now? My brother is the most feared mob ruler in all of Ohio.

(PERCY, who’s tied to a chair, spits blood onto NEESON’s face)

PERCY:

Oh yeah? But what the fuck are you?

(NEESON laughs quietly. He takes out a hanky and wipes his face)

NEESON:

Right now…I’m your worst fucking nightmare.

(NEESON raises the wrench and smashes it against PERCY’s left kneecap)

PERCY:

AHHH!

NEESON:

Scream all you want, you little roach. It’s not going to help. Now where’s the fucking slut?

PERCY:

Go to hell, Neeson!

NEESON:

Okay then. Batter up!

(NEESON smashes the other kneecap)

PERCY:

Ahhhh!

(There’s a knock at the door)

NEESON:

I’m a little fucking busy here.

(The door barges open and in walks NEESON’s right hand man, VOLT)

VOLT:

I’m sorry Mr. Margino but there’s been some horrible news-

NEESON:

Then spit it out you fucking idiot. Can’t you see I’m trying to teach this prick a lesson?

VOLT:

I’m sorry to say this but your brother is…dead.

(NEESON stands back in shock and drops the wrench as PERCY starts to laugh)

PERCY:

So much for the most feared mob ruler in all of Ohio, eh? Hahaha!

NEESON:

Who? Who killed him? Who did this?

VOLT:

We’re looking into this as we speak-

NEESON:

Dammit I need to know now!

(Another henchman runs into the basement)

KIRK:

Word is in from the states. Herbert was killed at a small community theatre!

NEESON:

What the fuck was he doing at a community theatre?

KIRK:

Apparently it had something to do with your family’s vase.

 (NEESON looks at KIRK angrily. NEESON spins around and quickly picks up the wrench)

PERCY:

Wait…Neeson. No! I’ll tell you where the girl is! Don’t-

(NEESON pounces on PERCY and repeatedly bashes the man’s head in with the tool. Once he is done, a few moments of silence pass)

VOLT:

Boss?

NEESON:

Get us some tickets to the U.S as fast as possible. I want a file on everyone involved in the death of my brother as soon as quickly as can be. It’ll take a while before we make our move but that won’t be a problem. The real mission at hand is to enact revenge on these pig headed motherfuckers.

VOLT:

Yes, Mr. Margino.

(VOLT and KIRK exit)

NEESON:

This one’s for you bro.

 

(The opening credits start rolling. We watch a person wearing headphones listening to his MP3 player dancing down the street as he walks to the Helping Hand Theatre-In-The-Round. It’s SLACK. He’s in his own personal nirvana. The theatre is in perfect condition now ever since they sold the vase and updated the construction. SLACK walks inside the theatre and tap dances down into the basement. Inside the basement is VAL and SHAWN, both of them not amused by his antics. SLACK removes his headphones)

SLACK:

Good morning my favorite theatre manager.

VAL:

Let’s skip the piss antics, Slack.

SLACK:

Who, okay man. Let me just grab a soda, kay?

(SLACK goes over to the fridge and grabs a Coke out of the soda)

SLACK:

Alrighty. Preach to me.

SHAWN:

Slack, as the new business manager of the theatre…I must make sure each and every show we put on makes all its money back and then some. Now I understand that you are going to direct the upcoming show.

SLACK:

That is correct, dude.

VAL:

And you’ve decided to direct the Scottish play?

SLACK:

You mean-

VAL:

Nope, no! Don’t even utter its name!

SHAWN:

It’s bad luck for the theatre.

SLACK:

Ah. Got yah.

(SLACK downs the Coke)

SHAWN:

And in these notes that Val has given me, you wish to perform the show with the same cast from Romeo and Juliet? Aka the cast I directed when you first came to this theatre as a mere props master?

SLACK:

Correct-o-mundo.

VAL:

You do understand this slot of the season marks the anniversary of when you killed off Herbert Margino and we sold his families vase to keep our theatre safe and sound, right?

SLACK:

I was not aware of that.

SHAWN:

Do you not have a calendar?

SLACK:

I just go with the flow. You should know me by now, Shawn.

SHAWN:

Well. I talked with Val.

VAL:

We did talk.

SHAWN:

And I’ll grant you your wishes. You can direct the Scottish play with this cast during this slot ONLY-

SLACK:

What? What only?

SHAWN:

Only if Breckin Lillard remains drug free.

SLACK:

Awe come on, Shawn. He’s been sober for three months now.

VAL:

You said that three months ago.

SLACK:

He’s been on and off the wagon. He’s free styling. 

VAL:

Listen Slack. Breckin may have helped us in the past but this is now. And honestly-

SHAWN:

Honestly he’s bad publicity. A former drug dealer can’t be an actor in our community theatre.

SLACK:

I’ll help him clean up his act. Promise!

VAL:

You swear?

SLACK:

Do I swear? All the fucking time!

(VAL and SHAWN stare at SLACK)

SLACK:

I promise he’ll be clean, guys.

SHAWN:

Fine. You have a play to direct.

SLACK:

Thanks, man! I’ll go make some notes right now!

(SLACK heads upstairs)

VAL:

He’s grown. I have faith in him. You were a new director once too.

SHAWN:

True. But I had simpletons such as him as my minions.

VAL:

He’ll be just fine. Besides, I’m sure Breckin will be as clean as a whistle.

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