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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6. Fugitives

EXT - BRECKIN's OLD WAREHOUSE

(TWEAKER gets out of his jeep. He looks back at POLLY who has BRECKIN tied up in the back)

TWEAKER:

Give me twenty minutes. 

POLLY:

Yes, baby. 

(TWEAKER slams the door shut and the jeep speeds off. TWEAKER quickly runs up to the warehouse and barges on in. As he does this, MARK's pickup truck pulls up into the parking lot)

MARK:

See, Slack? Nobodies here. 

SLACK:

Look! The front door is open! 

MARK:

So?

SLACK:

This place has been closed down for months, man. Someone's here. 

(SLACK gets out of the pickup)

MARK:

Slack! Get back here!

 

INT - WAREHOUSE

(SLACK enters the warehouse to hear the sounds of a sledgehammer being smashed against the sides of some crates)

SLACK:

Whoever is in here...you're royally fucked!

(TWEAKER jumps down from the grating up above on the ceiling)

TWEAKER:

Death from above, motherfucker!

(TWEAKER tackles SLACK which causes SLACK to drop his gun)

SLACK:

You! Where's Breckin?

TWEAKER:

Wouldn't you like to know, pussy ass theatre nuts?

(TWEAKER gores SLACK in the chest with his sledgehammer and throws him up against the wall. The front door opens and in walks MARK)

MARK:

You okay, Slack?

(TWEAKER reaches into his pocket and pulls out a balloon of coke. He throws it up and blows it into MARK's face)

MARK:

My eyes!

(SLACK tries to throw a few punches at TWEAKER but none land)

TWEAKER:

What's the matter, Slack? Ain't got no fighters spirit? 

(The sound of cop sirens fill the air)

TWEAKER:

Shit 

MARK:

The Calvary! 

(TWEAKER grabs MARK and throws him against a crate, smashing it open. The innards of the crate spill out all over MARK...fresh cocaine. TWEAKER quickly makes his escape out the back as police officers run in to find the battered thespians)

MARTINI:

What in the hell?

SLACK:

Inspector! Quick! He's getting away!

MARTINI:

Officers, quick. Arrest these drug peddlers. 

MARK:

What!?

We're not drug...

MARTINI:

You fucks make me sick. Take them away. 

(The cops grab SLACK and MARK)

MARTINI:

Looks like you two will be going to jail for a long, long time...

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