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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7. Heads Up

INT - POLICE CAR

(MARK and SLACK are being driven to the police station)

COP:

Yep. You two boys are going to be locked up for a good long time.

SLACK:

For the last time, man. We're not drug dealers.

MARK:

Yeah! We were on the trail of a drug dealer who kidnapped our former drug dealer friend!

COP:

Do you really expect me to believe that? Especially when one of you look like a powdered doughnut?

(SLACK looks at MARK)

MARK:

Believe us, officer. Our friends are in danger.

COP:

Yeah, yeah, yeah. I've heard this story before hundreds of times. You fucking crooks are all the same.

SLACK:

Can you like, at least listen to our version of the story?

COP:

Fuck off, plucky! I'm going to enjoy putting you behind bars. You're going to wish you never dealt drugs ever-

(Suddenly, a giant red van runs into the police car. The COP gets knocked out but the back door next to MARK pops open)

SLACK:

Fuckin' Ohioans. Driving like maniacs.

(The driver gets out of their van. It's VAL)

VAL:

You two get out of that police car right now! Hurry before they send backup!

(SLACK and MARK look at each other and quickly get out of the car. SLACK grabs the officers shotgun before hopping into VAL's van. VAL backs up out of the wreckage and speeds off)

 

INT - VAL's VAN

VAL:

Holy shit. I can't believe that worked.

SLACK:

Val! Where did you know to find us?

VAL:

I heard the distress call over my personal police blotter.

MARK:

Why do you have your own personal police blotter?

VAL:

I don't ask you about your personal life, do I? Anyways, I knew something was up when I found out that fuck ass Martini arrested you two on drug charges.

SLACK:

I thought the dude was on our side, man!

VAL:

So did I. Mental note, never leave Shawn in charge of hiring the help anymore.

(SLACK picks up a pair of pliers in the back and tries to break his handcuffs off)

VAL:

Don't worry, Slack. I'll have those off for you in no time. Right now, we need to get to somewhere safe before Martini discovers you two went AWOL.

MARK:

We had that druggie in our grasp, Val.

VAL:

What druggie?

SLACK:

The one who took Breckin. He was too good though. Beat the shit out of us real easily.

VAL:

Do you know where he went off to?

SLACK:

All I remember Glitch telling us is that he goes by the name Tweaker. Has a drug station outside of Memphis.

MARK:

That shits too far away, Slack.

SLACK:

I know. We need to get to him before he leaves the state.

VAL:

What about the other guy?

SLACK:

You mean Neeson Margino? That's right. We have a very limited window with him.

VAL:

How limited?

SLACK:

Three days.

MARK:

Two now, Slack.

SLACK:

Two days.

VAL:

Well fuck me sideways with my husband.

SLACK:

...no thanks.

MARK:

I think we'll need to ask around for  the goods if we expect to find Tweaker.

(A siren is heard behind the van)

MARTINI:

This is Inspector Martini. Pull over now with the fugitives. You can't escape.  

VAL:

Oh just watch me.

(VAL puts her van into auto drive)

VAL:

Slack, hand me that shotgun will yah?

(SLACK tosses the shotgun to VAL. She opens the driver's door and leans out) 

VAL:

Eat led, you double crossing fuck!

(She unloads two shots at the car. MARTINI falls back and runs into a couple of trashcans)

VAL:

Take the wheel, Mark. We'll need some extra speed for this!

MARK:

What are you planning, Val?

(VAL just laughs maniacally. As MARK takes the wheel, MARTINI's car speeds up and is nearly bumper to bumper with the van. MARTINI kicks out his windshield and points a magnum at VAL)

MARTINI:

Time to fucking die, you bitch!

VAL:

You first!

(VAL aims the shotgun high and shoots it up in the sky. It hits a low hanging fire escape ladder. The shots make the ladder fall down)

VAL:

DRIVE, MARK!

(The van speeds up and disables bumpers)

MARTINI:

Oh shit...

(The ladder crashes through the roof the police car and impales MARTINI's skull, killing him. VAL and the gang cheer as they zoom away)

SLACK:

Way to go Val! Now let's get the hell out here because we're going to be wanted for murder!

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