Triacs (17) Slick Trick

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

TRIACS (17)

SLICK TRICK

ENT: FBI CENTRAL-L.A. COUNTY-HOLDING DIVISION-5 P.M.

AFTER AGENT ELLISON WAS INFORMED WHILE STILL IN PALMDALE OF THE ESCAPE OF JENNIFER CONNORS FROM THE HOLDING AREA OF THE FBI FACILITY, HE HURRIEDLY RUSHED OVER TO FIND OUT EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED

AGENT ELLISON TALKING TO THE TWO GUARDS WHO WERE FOUND TIED UP WITH THEIR PANTS DOWN

ELLISON

"So, let me get this straight, she just walked up somehow and sprayed you with a vial of something...just like out of no where?"

GUARD #1

"Well sir, she called me over to her cubicle, we had her over there...the one with the glass door..."

GUARD #2

"Yea, cause we wanted to keep our eye on her...like a suicide watch...she's in a lot of trouble."

GUARD #1

"Then she just started taking her clothes off and stuff...next thing I know she's just standing there pressed up against the glass smiling at us, with her finger calling us over!"

ELLISON

"Well, didn't you realize that she was coming on to both of you...she's one of the slickest International Criminals we've had in here in a while...this is just not some girl who just got caught shop lifting...she's like a whole cartel in high heels, so?"

GUARD #1

"But she is so pretty, I guess I wasn't thinking...after all, didn't think she had vials of anything...she had been searched...well I thought?"

GUARD #2

"And she was naked...pressing herself up against the glass like that, I thought I was going to pass out!"

GUARD #1

"Yea, the way she acted was like...you want some of this, and she kept pressing and fogging up the glass...she just kept rubbing her legs against the glass, sir...I must admit I was getting weak.

GUARD #2

"Yea, all my blood was going somewhere else...been working these double shifts and I haven't seen Wilma in a while..."

ELLISON

All right, all right we don't need to here about your blue balls...just tell me at what point you felt the need to unsecure the door...be honest?"

GUARD #1

"Well, we thought she needed help when she just laid down on the floor...I figured something was wrong with her..."

GUARD #2

"Yea, she wasn't pressing up against the glass anymore and I was getting concerned, so we both walked up and unlocked the door, and the first thing she did was say "Help me...I need a man quick!"

GUARD #1

It sounded more like, "I'm horny and I can't get up", but the other guard Brenda, it was her break, well anyway she wasn't around so we both went in, her legs came open and..."

GUARD #2

"There were her private parts there, like a three-d porno, just calling me in, taking request...a spray came out and when I woke up we were both tied up like you found us beating our butts with a service belt, hurt like a Mother, too!"

ELLISON

"Yea, I'll bet it did...damn, you guys were sucked into the whole plan were you not...there's no telling where she went?"

AGENT HORN COMES INTO ROOM

"Hey Ellison, I just checked with dispatch and they said they just saw a Tahoe with our description pulling into LAX, security is trying to find out where she went, you want to shoot over there?"

ELLISON

"Crap, knowing her she has a private jet set up or something, there's nothing normal about this chick...I'm starting to get a headache..."

AGENT HORN

"Your the one who couldn't wait to come to L.A....we have real criminals around here...it's never boring, that's for sure!"

ELLISON

"All right, let's go over there and take a look around..at least make a showing!"

HORN

"We might get lucky...you don't know?"

ELLISON

"Yea, ask your illustrious Guards about how lucky they got...completely overwhelmed by the sight of a cunning woman and some hidden knock-out crotch spray...what were the odds on that?"

HORN

"I see what you mean...I think I'm starting to get  headache, too!

(scene switch)

ENT: LOS ANGELES INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT-BENDIX CHARTER TERMINAL

CLERK IS PROCESSING HER APPLICATION FOR A JET CHARTER

HE'S TRYING TO CONFIRM HER FALSE IDENTITY BECAUSE THE FACE RECOGNITION COMPUTER HAS HER LISTED AS SOMEONE ELSE

CLERK

"Are you sure that your not a Jennifer Connors, that's what I'm showing here?"

JENNIFER (ALIAS-REBECCA RANDOLPH)

"Who...I've always been Rebecca Randolph, not sure what your computer has been drinking...look I haven't been through this airport before, but I'm meeting my boyfriend down in Rio, and if I'm not there by midnight...I'll let you deal with him?

CLERK

"It's not that I'm trying to be difficult, it's just that I have procedures that must be followed to the letter, I can't just be leasing planes out without proper clearances..."

JENNIFER PUTS HER LEG UP ON THE COUNTER, PULLING A PUMP OFF

SHE BENDS OVER AND STARTS RUBBING HER FOOT

"Oh, these darn heels, my feet (pointing them in his direction) get so sore from all this standing...can'y you please see that I get a charter out of here, we don't want to piss off the Congressman...he can be such a pain when he's not happy!"

CLERK (STARING AT HER LEG AS SHE RUBS IT AGAINST HIS ARM)

"Miss...ah Randolph, I'll go on head and just process this through...we don't want any members of Congress not being happy...just out of curiosity...which Congressman?

JENNIFER

"For our own protection, I think I've said enough...who knows what's recording who these days...don't you agree?"

CLERK

"Yes mam, I totally agree...I apologize for questioning!"

JENNIFER

"That's quite all right, power has a way of turning those less endowed into peering lunatics...happens all the time..."

CLERK

"Yes, mam...I understand...okay, I have a pilot team who will meet you right out here at slot number six, you will be chartering a Cessna Citation, very easy on the fuel...being last notice like this, and since you have to leave right away, we don't have time to bring a Grumman as you requested...I hope you understand?"

JENNIFER

"As long as we get going, I'm a simple girl...what are the damages for this little field trip?"

CLERK

"Well, since you requested a one-way...that's a difficult ticket to calculate since we have no return flight...we have no request for Los Angeles from Rio or anywhere in that area, which means to get our plane back here, you must buy the round trip package whether your on the plane or not!"

JENNIFER

"I kinda figured that...look, your not listening...I just asked you a simple question and you start treating me like a child, I've been around the world a few times, where in the hell are you from?"

CLERK

"Yorba Linda, lived there all my life..."

JENNIFER

"Oh, I'm sorry...that explains a few things, can we just get this sucker off the ground?"

CLERK

"Okay, that will be twenty-two thousand, seven hundred dollars, cash or credit?"

JENNIFER PRODUCES A BLACK AMERICAN EXPRESS WITH THE OWNER LISTED AS REBECCA RANDOLPH, MEMBER SINCE TWO THOUSAND-TWO

JENNIFER

"Do we have everything in order, tell ya what...put three hundred on there, make it even twenty three thousand, a little something for your troubles..."

CLERK PERKS UP

"Yes mam, Miss Randolph, okay your team has just arrived here, just sign this and this and..."

(scene switch)

ELLISON AND HORN HAVE JUST PULLED INTO SHORT TERM PROPERTY WHERE JENNIFER LEFT THE STOLEN TAHOE OUT OF THE FBI FLEET

ELLISON (TALKING TO AIRPORT COMMANDER)

"How long has it been here?"

COMMANDER

"About forty-five minutes sir, we have a description of the woman driving it, it comes back as a Jennifer Connors out of Santa Barbara...does that sound like her?"

ELLISON (SHAKING HIS HEAD)

"Oh yea, that's her all right...you didn't happen to see her around have you...anybody take a second and see where she might have drifted off to...did you?"

COMMANDER

"No sir, we didn't get the call on the stolen vehicle till about...well forty-five minutes ago!"

ELLISON

"Great...just great, for a girl with her kind of skills, she can probably get more done in forty-five minutes than it would take for an average person to accomplish in a day!"

COMMANDER

"Bit of a multi-tasker right sir?

ELLISON

"Something like that..."

SWOOSH OF CESSNA CITATION PASSING THEM OVERHEAD AS IT TAKES OFF FOR RIO

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Triacs (16) On The Way Home

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

TRIACS (16)

ON THE WAY HOME

INT: FBI CENTRAL-L.A. COUNTY OFFICE-INTERROGATION-10 P.M.

TRYING TO EXTRAPOLATE ANY INFORMATION OUT OF JENNIFER CONNERS IS PROVING HOPELESS

CHIEF AGENT BILLY SINCLAIR IS DOING HIS BEST TO BREAK HER DOWN

SINCLAIR

"Okay Miss Conners...you use'd a last name as an alias, what was the Connery suppose to do...throw us off, haven't you heard of facial recognition?"

JENNIFER

"Look, I don't even know what you pigs are talking about...I'm not an international extortionist or deal maker, I don't know what your talking about!"

AGENT ELLISON GRABS FILES THEY RETRIEVED FROM THE INTERPOL DATA BASE AND PLOPS THE STACK OF FILES SHOWING SURVEILLANCE PICTURES, CHARGES, AND COPY'S OF PLEA DEALS, AND SUSPENDED CONVICTIONS ONTO THE TABLE IN FRONT OF HER 

AGENT ELLISON

"Well, for heaven's sake, please explain to me why your mugshots which match your fingerprints, why your voice print syncs up to the data bank, matches all your surveillance audio...and this is coming from all points of the world...just a coincidence, a happenstance...do you have a carnal twin running around just making you look bad...we are dealing with the North Korean syndicate here, don't you realise that they were not intending to let you live anyway...you clearly had knowledge of what the Triac could do and you deliberately activated it as you were leaving Palmdale munitions...murdering twenty-two soldiers in the process...we know what happened!" 

JENNIFER

"Then hang me then...if your so sure, why should I testify or admit anything...girl's got to eat, too!

SINCLAIR

"I've heard enough, just turn her over to the prosecutor and let them file formal charges, I don't have all day to play with you woman...you know, we could have maybe cut you a deal if you would have had any tenacity toward being helpful, but you want to play hardball...with the feds, really now...are you that full of yourself?"

ELLISON

"Considering how many agencies would like to get your hands on you...not to mention a couple of syndicates and cartels...we ought to just cut you lose right now, cause you know that would be a guaranteed death sentence!"

SINCLAIR

"It would certainly save the taxpayers a lot of money...hey Ellison...think we should just cut her lose, she doesn't want to help?"

ELLISON

"Sounds like a plan...we could release her tonight, just throw her to the dogs, she probably wouldn't make it to the morning!"

SINCLAIR

"I don't see why not...guard, take Miss Connors to her cell, and get her some lunch...maybe hook her up with one of those delectable green Bologna sandwiches...

JENNIFER

"You guys are nuts...you can't just let me go like that?"

SINCLAIR

"Watch us, guard...well okay, I've got to be sensitive here...I guess you can stay...for a little while?"

(1 Hour Later)

ENT: FBI CENTRAL-PREPARATION ROOM-1 P.M.

AGENT PAUL HORN HAS JOINED AGENT ELLISON TO PLAN FIELD TRIP BACK OVER TO PALMDALE TO DELIVER TRIAC BACK TO GENERAL FRANK HALL WHO IS GETTING DESPERATE TO BE IN POSSESSION OF IT

AGENT ELLISON ON PHONE TO HIM NOW

"Well General, we were thinking of bringing it over by armored truck, maybe some marked and unmarked escorts...does that work for you?"

GENERAL HALL

"I don't care how you get it over here...the engineers from fabrication are here...see if we can't get the production set up for some duplicates...if you can do it this afternoon, that would be great...thanks for the retrieval guys...good job!"

ELLISON

"That's what we're here for sir...see you this afternoon, bye!"

AGENT PAUL HORN

"Certainly seemed thrilled with the outcome, but I can't figure where General Welsh disappeared to?"

ELLISON

"Well, I was told that he took retirement, left town to be with his family or something..."

HORN

"No, somethings not right with the way he just jumped up and disappeared, you don't find anything weird about how it just so happened during all this mess?"

ELLISON

"We went through the phone records of Jennifer and the General...apparently it wasn't like they just hooked up for the first time...and with programs like this, people will vanish and never be seen again...I'm not saying that's what happened with Welsh, but I wouldn't put it past them without a second look...anyway let's go deliver a Triac, everyone will Love us when we bring them their bullet popper offer...heard it can do all kinds of stuff!

HORN

"Bullet Popper Offer?"

ELLISON

"Yea, a BPO for short, like great you know...some more acronyms to remember!"

(1 Hour Later)

WRAPPED IN A BIG BANK BAG, AFTER A LAST MOMENT DECISION ELLISON HAS DECIDED THAT HE WAS JUST GOING TO TAKE IT IN HIS BRIEFCASE IN HIS CAR AND USE THE ARMORED TRUCK AS A DECOY

AGENT HORN

"Your really suspicious aren't you, think everybody is..."

AGENT ELLISON

"Listening in...you damn right, I don't care if your the cartel or the syndicate, if you dropped ten million for somebody to get you a specific, one of a kind device of destruction, like a nuke or something...yea, I would follow up on my little investment...for sure, don't forget Horn, these guys have access to the same kinds of equipment as we do...hell, they could be listening to us right now for all I know!"

(scene switch)

AS THE VISUAL PULLS BACK FROM THE BUILDING YOU SEE A VAN PARKED ACROSS THE STREET WITH A LASER WINDOW VIBRATION MIKE, LISTENING TO THEIR EVERY WORD 


PING LEE (DECEASED LEE'S BROTHER)

"Look like we go after Triac when they leave...be out in open, easy access..."


DU WONG DONG (ASSOCIATE)

"Yea, we pluck and go, easy move...checkmate!"


(scene switch)


ELLISON AND HORN LOAD EMPTY MONEY BAG INTO ARMORED TRUCK

AS THEY LEAVE THE BACK OF FBI CENTRAL SEVERAL SHERIFF PATROLS JOIN THEM, ALONG WITH TWO UNMARKED PATROLS IN THE PARADE

THEY MAKE THEIR WAY TO INTERSTATE TEN AND START HEADING TOWARD PALMDALE WITH PING LEE'S VAN FOLLOWING BEHIND

(30 MINUTES LATER)

ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF L.A. COUNTY, DU WONG DONG AIMS HAND HELD ROCKET LAUNCHER OUT OF VAN WINDOW AND FIRES TORPEDO AT ARMORED TRUCK BLOWING IT ON IT'S SIDE 


PING LEE

"Good shooting, you get door up...easy pickings!"


DU WONG DONG

"You shoot right side...right side blow up, truck flip up that side...I practice many times!"

SHERIFF'S PATROLS WHO ARE OUT IN FRONT ARE OBLIVIOUS AT FIRST AS TO WHAT JUST HAPPENED AND CONTINUE TOOLING ALONG

UNMARKED UNITS SEE WHAT HAPPENED AND START SLOWING DOWN TO SEE WHO SHOT TORPEDO

PING LEE ROLLS DOWN WINDOW AS CAR APPROACHES TO SIDE OF VAN, THROWING A STICKY TIMED PLASTIC EXPLOSIVE WHICH STICKS TO ROOF OF UNMARKED CRUISER BLOWING IT'S ROOF IN KILLING BOTH OCCUPANTS


PING LEE

"Almost mess up, explosive very sticky, release very hard...but fried chicken greasy...eat earlier, no wash hands...make easy throw..."


DU WONG DONG

"I see nother one there, little antenna in window, pull up, get on left!"

PING LEE PULLS UP BUT TRAFFIC KEEPS HIM FROM ADVANCING AT LAST MOMENT, DU WONG DONG HAS ALREADY RELEASED TIMING PIN ON STICKY BOMB AND IT GETS STUCK TO HIS HAND

HE TRIES SHAKING IT OFF VIOLENTLY AND FINALLY TAKES OTHER HAND AND PEELS IT OFF, THROWING IT INTO THE WIND WHERE IT STICKS TO SIDE OF GAS TRUCK, BLOWING THE TRUCK UP, FIRE EVERYWHERE, SHUTTING DOWN ALL TRAFFIC, THEY HIT EXIT AND DOUBLE BACK TO GET TO ARMORED TRUCK

(scene switch)


AGENT ELLISON (IN THEIR CAR WITH THE TRIAC)

"I figured there was going to be a take down, but not like this!"


AGENT HORN

"So much for the truck, do we get the van...I can radio in some back-ups!"


AGENT ELLISON

"That's already been done, the radio's going nuts already...our job is to get this thing to Palmdale, we have to stay focused, they know our cars...so there might be more surprises ahead for all I know!"

(scene switch)

DU WONG DONG OPENING UP SIDE DOOR OF ARMORED TRUCK WITH DIAMOND BIT CORDLESS SPEED DRILL, OPENS DOOR, SEEING LONE MONEY BAG, HE GRABS IT AND CLIMBS OUT

AS VAN LEAVES INTERSTATE BY DRIVING BACKWARDS UP EMERGENCY LANE, DU WONG DONG GOES INTO BAG FINDING TRASH PAPER, THEN DEVICE WHICH HE'S NEVER SEEN UP CLOSE, APPARENTLY CAMOUFLAGED AS AN EXTERNAL MAGNAVOX POWERED ROUND SPEAKER


DU WONG DONG

"Very clever...very inventive, looks just like little jam speaker for I-Phone, never would guess.


PING LEE (STOPPING TRUCK)

"Let me see that..."

STUDYING IT, SINCE HE HAS SEEN PICTURES AND DRAWINGS OF REAL TRIAC, HE STARTS TO SLAM HIS FIST DOWN


DU WONG DONG

"What happened, we get Triac didn't we. many die for this?"

PING LEE LOOKS ON SIDE, FINDING MINI PLUG ON INTERNAL SPOOL, HE PROCEEDS TO PULL WIRE OUT

GRABBING HIS SMARTPHONE HE PLUGS IT INTO TOP AND FLICKS POWER SWITCH ON POWERED SPEAKER

STARTS PLAYING RAP MUSIC


PING LEE

"It trick, we been fooled, this not fair...everybody must die now...Ping Lee not happy!"


DU WONG DONG

"Du Wong Dong not happy either, we hurt them good!


PING LEE

"Aw shut-up..."

(scene switch)

ELLISON AND HORN PULL INTO REBUILT GUARD GATE OF PALMDALE MUNITIONS FACILITY, HE CALLS GENERAL HALL UP


ELLISON

"General Hall, Agent Ellison, FBI...got your device!"


GENERAL HALL

"Glad to hear that, I'll tell the guards to let you in, but what in blazes is going with the interstate, fires, cars blown up, where's the armored truck...is the whole world going crazy?"


ELLISON

"Yes it is, the world has gone crazy, sir we were attacked...we lost men, but more importantly we have your device...that's why you need to calm down and try to stay focused...think you can do that for me?"

(30 Minutes Later)

WALKING INTO GENERAL HALL'S OFFICE THEY SEE HIM WITH WHAT APPEARS TO BE A QUICKLY POURED DRINK IN HIS HAND, WHISKEY SPILLED ON TABLE


HALL

"Good to see you again Ellison, I still can't believe something this small can cause so much mayhem, what is it with this thing?"


ELLISON

"It's a device that will change the world, or haven't you heard?"


HALL

"All I know is that it blows up bullets when they're within range!"


ELLISON

"Let's try missiles, hand grenades, and underground mines, roadside bombs...yea it does the bullets, too!"


AGENT HORN

"Is your engineer here?"


HALL

"Yea, he's down the hall, be right here in a second, so from this point we what?"


ELLISON

"From this point we hand it over and leave...we have Jennifer in custody, and we will deal with her in due time...just doesn't seem like the kind of girl who likes to be tied up...

(scene switch)

INT: FBI CENTRAL-HOLDING DIVISION

PANNING BACK WE SEE TWO GUARDS WITH HANDS TIED ABOVE THEIR HEADS, PANTS PULLED DOWN, EXPOSED RED BUTTS WITH GASHES, GAGGED

JENNIFER GOING THROUGH PERSONAL POSSESSION CLOSET, RETRIEVING HER PURSE


JENNIFER

"Now you boys be good, don't make Mama do that to you again...if you promise to behave yourselves maybe I won't have to come back...you here me?"

SHE GOES THROUGH KEYS ON VEHICLE CONSIGNMENT, TAKES A SET TO A BLUE CHEVROLET TAHOE AND LEAVES FOR THE GARAGE, SOON EXITING PREMISES AND HEADS BACK NORTH TO SANTA MONICA


JENNIFER TALKING TO HERSELF

"Come on...keep it together, hope to God they didn't rape my place, just get my little dollars and get the crap out of here...Jennifer did good...I'm starting to like myself more and more each day, good Jennifer...ha, ha, ha!




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Triacs (15) Have Triac, Will Travel

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

TRIACS (15)

HAVE TRIAC, WILL TRAVEL

JENNIFER'S SUITE-HOME OFFICE-2 P.M.-SAME DAY

JENNIFER IS CURIOUS ABOUT THIS THONG WHO JUST MYSTERIOUSLY CALLED UP ON THE PHONE, SO SHE CONTACTS DU MING TONG IN NORTH KOREA

JENNIFER

"Hello, Du Ming...you busy?"

Du Ming Tong

"This, Miss Jennifer, L.A., how are you, did you get success?"

JENNIFER

"Well, yes and no...look there is a friend of yours maybe, a Thong or TJ, does that ring a bell?"

Du  Ming Tong

"What he look like, name don't remember me?"

JENNIFER

"Well that's just it, I've just talked to him on phone, but he says he knows you!"

TONG

"Miss Jennifer, look...I know many people, places, names, nicknames, but can't be sure about this person right now, okay?"

JENNIFER

"Hmm, that's interesting, cause it is an uncommon name, so you would have remembered a name

like that I think, huh?"

TONG

"Oh yes, for sure...so do you have device, we ready to pick up...you pay for device as prescribed?"

JENNIFER

"Uh...yea, I paid for it as prescribed, it was a little messy, but yes, I have it in my possession."

TONG

"I contact Ben Lee, he be your new contact...you can transfer it to him, okay?"

JENNIFER

"Well, this might not be the best time to do that, I'm a little busy this afternoon."

TONG

"What you say busy, we give you ten million...we send you your cut...business deal complete, we part company, then we see each other down road...later time, okay?"

JENNIFER

"Look Du Ming, I'm kind of busy this afternoon, can we fool with this tomorrow or something?"

TONG

"No can do, we close deal today, in Santa Monica...Ben Lee he waiting for you across street!"

JENNIFER LOOKS OUT WINDOW THROUGH HER BINOCULARS AND SEE'S BEN LEE WAVING BACK, LISTENING TO CONVERSATION ON THREE WAY CONNECTION

TONG

"Ben Lee, he don't say much...he only good at few things!

JENNIFER

"What kind of few things?"

TONG

"He do collections and kills people, very limited in kitchen...only make Egg Roll and Pho...real nice guy though..."

JENNIFER

"Sounds romantic...look, Ben Lee...this is not a good time, I have a guest and a meeting tonight, please come back tomorrow, okay?"

TONG

"Miss Jennifer, weird how you call to check on friend when we listen to you all time, you play with your foot boy, you relish treating your men like dogs...I have no problem with your little games, but this is business...ten million we give you to purchase device, you get...say you got device, we want device now, won't take long...you can't go no where till we say, otherwise...Ben Lee, not so nice...you see that, hmm?"

JENNIFER

"Well, it's not in my possession right now, I need to go get it first!"

TONG

"Miss Jennifer, please...why make things so difficult, you too pretty to tear into little pieces, very, very painful to die like that...very messy...not get deposit back on cleaning fee, now you understand?"

JENNIFER

"Yea, well I sort of understood from the beginning, but since you've been listening the whole time, my closet is not the one here, it is somewhere else...and I have to be alone when I go there."

LONG SILENCE

TONG

"Okay, I tell you what...I give you two hours or Ben Lee find out truth in you, do not play game with me...tolerate nothing...get device or painful of consequence...we understand?"

JENNIFER

"Yea, we understand...call you back in a couple, and oh yea, never heard of Thong right?"

TONG

"Never heard, by Miss Jennifer..."

JENNIFER HANGING UP PHONE, NERVOUSLY GRABBING CLOTHES AND THROWING THEM INTO A SUITCASE, GRABS TRIAC OUT OF HER PURSE, NOTICING THAT THE BATTERIES WERE APPARENTLY DEAD IN THE UNIT

JENNIFER TALKING TO HERSELF

"Oh crap, who has these kind of batteries...nine volts...smoke detector batteries, what else can happen?"


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ENT: FBI HEADQUARTERS-L.A. COUNTY-PREPARATION ROOM-3 P.M.

AGENT ELLISON, AGENT HORN, AND CHIEF AGENT BILLY SINCLAIR HAVE GATHERED TO COUNT OUT A MIX OF REAL AND COUNTERFEIT C-NOTES TO PUT IN THE FOUR LARGE SUITCASES

CHIEF BILLY SINCLAIR

"Okay, what you want to do with this type of amount is fill almost to the top with the counterfeit, then top the facing layer with the real packets...just in case they have a scanner or something...that was a good amount you gave her for the sale...nobody has a chance to count all this, probably just peek in there and see that it's present, good thinking Ellison!"


AGENT ELLISON

"Thank you sir, what else do we put together here?"


SINCLAIR

"We'll have a sniper on the roof and some plain clothes guys around you, a couple of guys riding bikes by the pier, it will be a mix, so you'll be pretty safe."


AGENT HORN

"The only thing you have to keep in mind is that she does have the Triac, so if she decides to activate it, our agents will have to stay far enough away from it's energy range...all the other agents have been briefed on the matter..."


ELLISON

"Just like that, we just set up the deal this morning...you guys don't play around, do you?"


SINCLAIR

"Well, that's why all our guys are trained for immediate combat, to execute in minutes when something of this kind of importance comes down...the military really wants this device back, and I want to make sure we don't let them down!"


ELLISON

"I'm impressed, you have a lot more situations down here, than they did up in Sacramento!"


SINCLAIR

"How is O'Brian anyway...the old man has been working that sector for ages?"


ELLISON

"Well, he's got the social media tycoons, he's got just a lot of people who push people around with their wallets, it's a little different, more rural situations, but crime is crime no matter where we breath!"


SINCLAIR

"Just a lot more space to breath up there for one thing, just wanted to tell you how excited we were when we heard you were transferring down here...it's a real pleasure having you lead the division..."


ELLISON

"Well, thank you sir...I really appreciate the warm welcome...now about Horn...little ruff around the edges is he?"


HORN

"Hey, I'm a quick learn...just haven't worked in the field a lot...I'll get there!"


SINCLAIR

"He makes a mean cup of Joe...stuff will bend your ears!"

EVERYBODY LAUGHING

(2 Hours Later)

EXT: SANTA MONICA PIER PARKING LOT-5 P.M.

AGENT ELLISON PULLS OVER TO THE PARKING POST WITH THE PELICAN SIGN ON IT IN THE BLUE DISCOVERY RANGE ROVER HE BORROWED FROM INPOUND

IN THE BACK SEAT HE HAS FOUR SUITCASES WITH FOUR MILLION REAL AND TWENTY ONE MILLION IN COUNTERFEIT HUNDRED DOLLAR BILLS

HE SITS AND STUDIES THE ROAD ADJACENT TO THE BEACH, LOOKING AT THE PARLIAMENT SUITES, NOT SURE WHERE OR WHAT DIRECTION SHE WILL MAKE HER APPROACH, JUST LOOKING FOR A GIRL WEARING A BLUE DRESS AND A HAT

(1 HOUR LATER)


JENNIFER WHO HAS TAKEN A SIDE EXIT AND WALKED ALL THE WAY AROUND THE BLOCK, OUT OF VIEW OF THE AWAITING BEN LEE, SHE WALKS AROUND GROUPS OF CARS SPOTTING ELLISON'S RANGE ROVER, SHE MAKES HER APPROACH AND KNOCKS ON PASSENGER DOOR, HE UNLOCKS IT AND JENNIFER HOPS IN


ELLISON

"And how are you young lady...ready to become fabulously wealthy?"


JENNIFER

"Yea, I think I could handle that...I see you have my luggage all packed up, where are we going?"


ELLISON

"You got my toy out of the closet?"

JENNIFER TAKES THE DEVICE WHICH IS WRAPPED WITH A SCARF OUT OF HER PURSE AND DISPLAYS IT


JENNIFER

"I would show you how it works, but somebody could get hurt...and on top of that, the batteries I think are dead...it uses them old style smoke detector nine volts, but trust me...it works!"


ELLISON

"I believe you, so where are we going...you've got four heavy suitcases and might not be such a good idea to just load them into a buggy and tool around..."


JENNIFER

"Yea, I know like a trendy bag lady with all the loot!"


ELLISON

"I have a little good news and some bad news..."


JENNIFER

"I do too!"


ELLISON

"Oh really, I'd like to hear your's first?"

JENNIFER PULLS THIRTY-TWO PISTOL FROM UNDER HER DRESS AND AIMS IT AT ELLISON


JENNIFER

"Need you to get out and start walking away, I need to use your vehicle for a while..."


ELLISON

"Thought we made a deal, I'll take you where ever you want to go, I'm no threat...I just want my toy!"


JENNIFER

"Well, I talked to Du Ming Tong and he doesn't seem to have any recollection of you TJ or Thong or whatever your name is, so I'm just assuming you could be anybody, now move!"

AS SOON AS ELLISON STARTS TO EXIT VEHICLE A MAN GRABS HIM FROM BEHIND

IT'S BEN LEE WHO SPOTTED JENNIFER AS SHE WAS GETTING INTO CAR

A FIGHT ENSUES AS HE KNOCKS THE GUN OUT OF BEN LEE'S HAND, THEY ARE BOTH GOING BACK AND FORTH WITH FULL RANGE OF MARTIAL ARTS BEING DISPLAYED

AS BEN LEE FALLS BACK, HIS HEAD SUDDENLY EXPLODES AS A DELAYED PERCUSSION IS HEARD FROM THE ROOFTOP SNIPER'S RIFLE, BEN LEE LAY DEAD

ELLISON TURNS TO SEE RANGE ROVER TAKING OFF, DRIVEN BY JENNIFER, SHE TURNS TO GET ON SANTA MONICA BOULEVARD, BUT IS CUT OFF BY SEVERAL SHERIFF OFFICE CRUISERS, SHE DOUBLES BACK THROUGH THE PARKING LOT THEN OUT ONTO THE BEACH, ONLY TO EVENTUALLY GET STUCK AFTER THEY CHASE HER ALL THE WAY UP TO MALIBU POINT

THE POLICE PULL HER OUT OF THE CAR AND HANDCUFF HER, AS ELLISON FINALLY SHOWS UP ON THE BACK OF A BEACH PATROL MOTORCYCLE, HE WALKS UP TO HER, AS SHE SPITS IN HIS FACE

ELLISON

"And we could have had such a good time together, too...now look, you went and spoiled it for all of us.

ELLISON LOOKING AROUND AT THE FAMED MALIBU BEACH HOUSES


JENNIFER

"I'll get you for this you bastard, you watch, I have friends...lot's of 'em!"


ELLISON

"Where your going, you'll have a lot of new one's, too...officer please book this beautiful young lady into the county Hilton...make sure to give her one our best suite's if we have one?"


ARRESTING OFFICER (LAUGHING)

"Right away Agent Ellison, we'll even bring her the martini cart with all the fixings.

AS THEY TAKE HER AWAY, CHIEF SINCLAIR AND AGENT HORN PULL UP IN UNMARKED CAR


CHIEF SINCLAIR

"So, this is the way you spend your spare time...playing out on the beach all day?"


ELLISON

"Yea, sorry boss...can't just sit the office all day, makes me edgy!"


AGENT HORN

"Did you bring any toys with you?"

ELLISON GOES INTO THE SAND TRAPPED RANGE ROVER AND PULLS OUT THE TRIAC

ELLISON

"Of course, here's my favorite one right here!"

THEY ALL THREE JUST STAND THERE FASCINATED BY THIS LITTLE DEVICE, NO BIGGER THAN A CAN OF VIENNA SAUSAGE

CHIEF SINCLAIR

"Hard to believe that something so small can cause so much havoc!"


ELLISON

"Well, I'm just thankful this didn't fall into the wrong hands...now that would have been havoc!"


AGENT HORN

"Yet...I have a feeling we need to guard this thing like the Hope diamond...everybody wants a piece of this thing..."


ELLISON

"What's the next move Chief?"


SINCLAIR

 "We have a search warrant for her apartment, see if we can find anything interesting, then maybe on to dinner...I don't know Ellison, what do you think?"


ELLISON

"There's four million real cash in that truck, let's go binge shopping...get everyone a toy...maybe two!"


SINCLAIR

"Hey, this is Los Angeles...four million doesn't go as far as you think...maybe some Laker's tickets, popcorn...!"


AGENT HORN

"All I know is that we're not out of the woods until we get this back to Palmdale!"


ELLISON

"Lakers tickets are that much, gees!"


SINCLAIR

"They get you with the popcorn..."


HORN

"And that doesn't even include the extra butter..."

THEY'RE ALL LAUGHING AS THEY DRIVE OFF




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Chew Bear Business Report-2/18/2014

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

CHEW BEAR BUSINESS REPORT 2/18/2013

THE TRAVELING NEWLINS

TONIGHT ON THE CHEW BEAR BUSINESS REPORT, OUR LEAD STORY

THE TRAVELING NEWLINS

When we last left you, we had reported that Craig and Kat had left the confines of Oregon in the middle of the night to avoid unprecedented sneak attacks by local tax officials who actually had the audacity to pose as mail boxes, dress in squirrel outfits, and do spiritual chants in their front yard at all hours of the night. "Nothing was out of the question with these guys", according to Craig, "They actually changed the appraisal value of a pecan tree I had, claiming it was more valuable now, because it was in bloom and actually had nuts on it...these guys were nuts all right!"

They scurried away to Rolling Rock, Texas...building and operating a mid-size golf course which had several name changes during it's operation...FORE GONE CONCLUSION, LORDS OF THE NINE IRON, and lastly it closed under the name PUTT HAVEN. Craig had become frustrated with constantly having to mow the greens, breaking up ball sets in the clubhouse for the experts that only wanted one ball, and the increasing number of patrons who wanted to pay for their green fees in bitcoins.

His wife Kat was feeling the pressure herself, constantly retrieving and washing balls, the long drawn out afternoon socials, where she was quoted as saying, "These women aren't interested in golf...they're just a bunch of damn drunks", and the constant pressure from the Chamber Of Commerce to "Join Them", according to Kat, "It was like a cult...very creepy!"

So after a meeting with the board of directors, that being Craig and Kat, they moved the operation to East Texas and opened up an even bigger enterprise that incorporates a regional style swamp themed golf course which is literally built into the side of a deserted swamp.

According to Craig, "The game is the same except you wear hip boots, and when we post Hazard Ahead...we mean it!" Combined with that an adjacent lake awaits those that manage to survive the barrage of alligators, water moccasins, and the roving clouds of mosquitoes and killer bees which are strategically placed on the way to the next hole. Upon reaching the 18th hole, assuming your in one piece and don't require medical attention, your then given a rod and reel, where you must see how many Bass you can catch within an hour.

You can't fish till you golf and your not allowed to leave the lake until you catch at least one fish. 

Golf-Bass has it's critics though, one saying that the swamp and the lake were already there and that Craig had an unfair advantage of merely repositioning the critters between the holes, they were already there to start with!

Another business man quoted, "Do you know how much it cost to build a swamp...it's astronomical...you could never franchise something like that!" Another commented, "Nobody wants something like that in their backyard, rezoning would be a nightmare!"

The Newlins simply called them "Weak and Misguided...some people just don't have that sense of real adventure...there is a fifty percent survival rate, what else could ask for?" So, only time will tell if this will be a hit for Craig and Kat . Experts are already saying, "This is either pure genius or they're completely out of their minds!

FOR THE CHEW BEAR BUSINESS REPORT, THIS IS KIRK CARTER

STAY TUNED FOR CELEBRITY GOSSIP- TONIGHT'S STORY

LINDSEY LOHAN-BANNED FROM REHAB? 

Triacs (14) Exposing Jennifer

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

TRIACS (14)

EXPOSING JENNIFER

INT: FBI MAIN OFFICE-L.A. COUNTY-SURVEILLANCE DIVISION-10 A.M.

SUPERVISING AGENT BOB ELLISON FINDS DIALED NUMBERS ON THE DECEASED GENERAL WELSH'S CELL PHONE AND QUICKLY TRACES THE NUMBER BACK TO JENNIFER'S GPS RECORD, COMPLETE WITH ADDRESS AND CREDIT CARD INFORMATION

ELLISON TALKING TO AGENT PAUL HORN

"This app is something else...had this thing opened up in two seconds...looks like I'm showing a Jennifer Connors at the Parliament Suites on floor twelve...looks like three eighty-four Santa Monica Boulevard...can we all say bingo?"

AGENT PAUL HORN

"Okay, Bingo...welcome to the world of instant exposure...there is...no where to hide...pretty spooky shit!"

ELLISON

"What do you want to do, get a search warrant, I mean she is on the twelfth floor, kind of a stretch to do surveillance without contacting management, our equipment is good, but a bit of a stretch?" 

HORN

"That is a bit of a stretch...I wouldn't even go that route...I would just try to coax her outside...soft talk her like a big spender from another land...she seems to be affiliated with an element of the North Korean mafia...I'm trying to pull up an activity file off her visa...she is quite the world traveler...she has a villa in Bangkok, girl just floats around packaging up deals..."

ELLISON

"Or...she's just a very pretty broker doing international counter play...look at this stuff...jailed for a week for moving rocket launchers through Turkey, jewel heist in Paris, Shark fins through Vietnam, girls been busy!"

HORN

"What's the deal with Shark Fins?"

ELLISON

"With a last name like yours, you should consider the connection, Shark fins, Rhino Horns, crunched up Oyster shells, Bull nutts, all considered aphrodisiacs from the old world...they get you horny Horn!"

HORN

"The things we do to get it up...so have you decided how we're going to play this?

ELLISON

"Yea, I'm just going to call and see if she's around, but first...let's look on the Interpol Datatrack, she's going to wonder where I got the contact from, don't want to look too suspicious!" 

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INT: JENNIFER CONNOLLY'S SUITE-SANTA MONICA, CA-12 NOON

JENNIFER SITTING ON LOUNGER IN BRA AND PANTIES SIPPING A MARGARITA, LOOKING OUT OVER VIEW OF THE PACIFIC OCEAN, WITH SANTA MONICA PIER TO HER LEFT, THERE IS A PERSONAL ADMIRER KNEELING DOWN WORSHIPING HER FEET

SHE SMILES DOWN TO HIM, ENCOURAGING HIS LOYALTY TO HER

JENNIFER

"What would I do without you in my life...your such a gift!"

EDDIE LANDS (HER WORSHIPER)

"I thank you for allowing me to serve you my Mistress!"

JENNIFER

"Hey, don't talk with my toes in your mouth, we could have an accident!"

EDDIE

"Sorry Mistress, did you want me to get you something to eat...anything else I can do?"

JENNIFER

"Okay my little slave...you entertain me...amuse me, and the pretty green notes you leave on the table makes me smile, gives you purpose!"

EDDIE

"And what purpose is that my Mistress?"

JENNIFER

"To make me happy, order you around at my whim, treat you like the shit you are...you know your place..."

EDDIE

"Yes my mistress, you are too good for me...I thank you for using me for your selfish desires...it is my purpose..."

PHONE RINGS, SHE PICKS UP, PUTTING HER FINGER TO HER LIPS

JENNIFER (NOTICING UNKNOWN NUMBER ON PROMPT)

"Hello, and who may this be?"

AGENT ELLISON (POSING WITH ACCENT)

"Yes, this an associate with the dearly departed Dale Clever, was wondering if you have anything of interest in your closet?"

JENNIFER

"Is that how you got this number, who did you say you were?"

ELLISON

"I didn't, what does it matter to you or Du Ming Tong?"

JENNIFER

"Okay, so you know my boy over there, that still doesn't answer my question?

ELLISON

"It's my job with our organization to be aware of all in the business...I hear you come regarded highly of your successes, and I would like to be of assistance if you would be so kind?"

JENNIFER

"I'm not sure what this is all about, but apparently you do...so for the last time, what's your name...do I know you?"

ELLISON

"I have seen you before, but we have never met...perhaps Paris...ah, perhaps April two thousand eleven or so...and if you want to know, they call me T.J., but you can just call me Thong if that's okay?"

JENNIFER

"Sounds a little clingy, but I like that...that's cute...Thong!"

ELLISON

"Clingy around your butt, got to pull me away from your private parts with two hands!"

JENNIFER

"Sounds kinky...I like you Thong!

ELLISON

"I might even use my teeth and bite them off!"

JENNIFER

"Okay, so what is it you wanted out of my closet...got me a hint?"

ELLISON

"Yes, perhaps a little can looking device, or so I was told...you might have an extra one laying around somewhere?"

JENNIFER KICKS EDDIE RIGHT IN THE FACE KNOCKING HIM BACKWARDS, KNOCKING HIM OUT AS HIS HEAD HITS THE FLOOR

JENNIFER

"What did you say...how do you know about that?"

ELLISON

"I have my connections...I'm the real deal don't forget!"

JENNIFER

"Your scaring me sir, I don't know why, but you seem to know an awful lot for someone who just knew Dale Clever...so what's your trip anyway?"

ELLISON GIVING THUMBS UP TO AGENT HORN WHO'S RECORDING IN THE BACKGROUND

"My trip is to make you a very rich woman if you have what I'm looking for?"

JENNIFER

"Does anyone else know about you that I can call?"

ELLISON

"I would have Tong Dang Sui, maybe General Welsh...you know him?"

JENNIFER

"Okay, okay never mind, uh...whats your price?"

ELLISON

"Twenty Five Hundred Large...as in four suitcases!"

JENNIFER

"Shit, twenty five million for what's in the closet...like when?"

ELLISON

"We meet, do the deal...maybe I hang around for cocktails...you tell me where to meet, okay?"

JENNIFER LOOKING OUT WINDOW, DOWN AT PIER

"I'll tell you what Thong, I could meet you say at the Santa Monica pier, out in the parking lot...say about six tonight...place will be packed, what are you driving?"

ELLISON TRYING TO THINK OF A NICE CAR THEY HAVE IN IMPOUND

"Ah...Land Rover Discovery...Blue...what about you?"

JENNIFER NOT WANTING TO DRIVE HER MASERATI OUT OF HER SEALED GARAGE

"Well, I'll tell you what, meet me over by parking post G, the Seagull on the post, I'll have on a blue spring dress and a hat!"


ELLISON

"So, you'll ride with me tonight?"


JENNIFER

 "Sure, why not, I'm a big girl...better not stand me up...make sure to bring your Benjamin's too...like all of them...understand, cause when I get mad this big girl can make you wish you were never born!"


ELLISON

"I like that...a little spunky are we?"


JENNIFER

"I've been told that before...you kind of get use'd to it after a while..."


ELLISON

"Six it is, see you then, bye!


JENNIFER

"Don't be late Mister Thong, bye!"


HANGING UP PHONE AGENT ELLISON LOOKS OVER AT AGENT HORN

"We're in like Flint...like a piece of cake, that was a lot easier than I thought!"


AGENT HORN

"Yea, you did make that pretty easy...like a professional, you know know, you could make a living doing this stuff...like with the FBI or something?"


AGENT ELLISON

"Yea you know...I'll check into that...damn I'm good..."




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To All My Valentines

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

TO ALL MY VALENTINES

As we emerge from our loneliness, there's a friend to bring a smile;

There are those that move us, stay with us a while.

And my feelings, although personal, are there for all to see;

I say, "I like this person, the emotions of you and me."

But it's a feeling of respect, just to know that you are there;

For bringing a smile to my face, to knowing that you care.

And our life's with all it's complexities, are positive and true;

As we go about our business, not feeling lonely and blue.

So, as words are to music, all I wanted to say...

You make my heart true, of caring for you,

Have a very happy Valentine's Day!

Triacs (13) Interrogation Anyone?

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

TRIACS (13)

INTERROGATION ANYONE?

PALMDALE MUNITIONS PLANT-INTERROGATION ROOM-8 A.M.

GUARDS BRINGING IN GENERAL WELSH FROM HOLDING ROOM AND SECURING HIM LOOSELY BY THE FEET

THE GENERAL IS NOT IN A VERY COOPERATIVE MOOD AND IS TRYING TO PUSH THE GUARDS AWAY

LEAD GUARD

"Please sir, it's just a hearing...you have not been accused of anything at this point, do you understand?

WELSH

"Sir, this is an issue of national security, have me all chained up like this is not getting us anywhere, do you understand?"

LEAD GUARD

"Be it as it may, I have my orders to secure you and wait for further instructions...that's all I know, General Sir!"

THE GUARDS LEAVE THE ROOM, LEAVING THE GENERAL WITH A LONE CUP OF COFFEE WITH A STRAW STICKING OUT OF IT

HE LABORS TO BEND ACROSS THE TABLE TO TAKE A SIP, LOOKING DOWN AT THE CHAINS AROUND HIS LEGS, HE SIGHS

SUDDENLY, THE BACK ENTRANCE DOOR OPENS AND GENERAL HALL APPEARS WITH A STENOGRAPHER, A PHOTOGRAPHER, AND TWO ATTORNEY'S FROM THE NSA, AND DETECTIVE PETERS FROM LOS ANGELES COUNTY SHERIFF'S OFFICE OF SPECIAL OPERATIONS

EVERYONE SITS DOWN, AS A LAST MOMENT CLERIC GOES AROUND THE HUGE TABLE WITH A BREAKFAST CART PASSING OUT COFFEE, WATER BOTTLES, AND CROISSANTS

GENERAL WELSH SITS AT THE VERY END OF THE TABLE FACING THEM


GENERAL HALL

"We're all gathered here this morning because of a mishandling of a very lucrative and deadly military device that General Welsh has apparently mishandled and is now apparently devoid of ...would you care to make a statement or comment regarding such accusation General?"


GENERAL WELSH

"This is all rubbish, the Triac was..."


JERRY HODGE-CHIEF NSA COUNSEL


"Strike that name from the record, this is a highly classified top secret device, from now on we will refer the device as only the device!"


GENERAL WELSH

"Yea, whatever...the girl has the device now, so what's the point here?"


HODGE

"And how do you know of this girl, what was she doing on the facility grounds without a clearance and more importantly what was she doing in your office when the alleged altercation became suspect?


GENERAL WELSH

"She was an employee with Siemens Investment Group, she was curious about the Triac...I mean device...wanted to see what it looked like, she was an associate of Dale Clever who was in charge of development and implementation...apparently she was a fake, seemed to have her paperwork in order, how was I to know?"


DETECTIVE PETERS-L.A. SHERIFF"S SPECIAL OPERATIONS

"Well sir, you did know that we have information showing that a Clarice Defoe and Brevet Ackerman were founds murdered when their vehicle hit a tree due to an unusual explosion which occurred when their handguns both detonated in the car they were driving...


GENERAL WELSH

"I don't know these men, who are they?"


PETERS

"Let me finish General...and that a Dale Clever was found in his car inside Culver City, who was found dead just a couple of days ago of the same type of circumstance?"


GENERAL WELSH

"Well, once again...I didn't have anything to do with that...everybody is coming out of the woodwork, what's the tie in?"


PETERS

"And that two men were found on the tarmac of the Long Beach Airport last night who also seemed to be suffering from their guns too, accidentally blowing up killing them both, the Captain and crew men on board a jet bound to North Korea were found shot, we are thinking from the two men we found deceased at the foot of the entrance ramp...we've kept the media out of this so far, we also detected a set of footprints and some surveillance footage that match the video of your Jennifer as she entered the facility property and the parking garage of the airport...a positive I.D. hasn't been made...yet anyways...that's about all I have sir!"


GENERAL HALL

"Thank you detective, well Welsh...you look like you were set-up for this or they just were gutsy enough to smooth talk her way in, have a little fun, and walk right out of here...does it look that way to you?


GENERAL WELSH STARING AT THE GROUND

"Yes sir, I guess I was duped...but that doesn't change the fact that we no longer possess the device, where do we go with this?"


CARMEL KERSHAW-DEPUTY NSA COUNSEL

"Well assuming that they're are no implications being considered on your behalf, I would move for a simple retirement...with a full pension of course, but your actions are not to be disclosed beyond this room...because of your lengthy service to this unit, General Hall will accept your resignation from the division immediately after a debriefing which will occur this evening, where we feel it best you simply make a statement that you were suffering from exhaustion and wanted more family time...something along those lines, do you accept the offer as worded General?"


GENERAL WELSH LOOKING RELIEVED, TAKING DEEP BREATH

"Just like that...we're all good?"


GENERAL HALL

"Of course General, we understand how these things get all mixed up and misunderstood, it could happen to anyone when you think about it?"


GENERAL WELSH

"I don't know what to say...I told you all I know...I can't thank you enough for your understanding in this matter!"


GENERAL HALL

"Guard, please take General Welsh bake to the holding room, get his things, and we'll get everything in order for the debriefing tonight...then your release, sound good?"


GENERAL WELSH

"Can't thank you guys enough..."


GENERAL HALL

"This proceeding is now officially over, Detective Peters, Hodge...as usual, and Deputy Kershaw thanks for your expert advice in this matter.

EVERYONE SHAKING HANDS AND HEADS

(30 Minutes Later)

GUARDS LEADING WELSH DOWN TO ANOTHER HOLDING ROOM FURTHER DOWN THE CORRIDOR


GENERAL WELSH

"But, my things are in this room, why are you taking me down here?"


LEAD GUARD

"Oh, this one's a lot nicer, thought you might something to eat, take a nap, we'll bring your things down to you...don't you worry General!"

ENTERING INTO THE ROOM, YOU SEE AN UNUSUAL AMOUNT OF INSULATION

BUT IT DOES HAVE A REAL BED AND A FLT SCREEN TV

GENERAL WELSH SITS DOWN ON END OF THE BED


GENERAL WELSH

"You know, I've been serving here for many years, I don't ever remember seeing this room...or even that hallway?"


LEAD GUARD

"Oh, we reserve these room for special clients...probably weren't looking...we'll be right back General."

GUARD CLOSES DOOR AND TURNS AN AIR LOCK ON FROM THE OUTSIDE OF THE DOOR

GENERAL CURIOUSLY GLANCES AT DOOR, FEELING HIS EARS POP A BIT, HE STARTS PLAYING WITH THE REMOTE CONTROL TO THE TV

GUARD OPENS CLOSET DOOR IN HALLWAY, EXPOSING A VALVE THAT JUST SAYS INSERTION, TURNING THE VALVE, NERVE GAS IS INJECTED INTO THE ROOM THROUGH SEALED NOZZLES

THE GENERAL STARTS TO HEAR THE GAS AS IT'S BEING INJECTED IN

TRIES TO GET UP AND BEAT ON DOOR

(30 Minutes Later)

GUARDS VENT OUT ROOM THROUGH AN EXTERIOR EXHAUST FAN

OPEN DOOR FINDING THE GENERAL LAYING DEAD

THEY PACK HIM INTO A BODY BAG, THEN INTO A MILITARY SHIPPING CRATE, AND PROCEED TO WHEEL HIM DOWN THE HALL TO THE BACK EXIT


LEAD GUARD

"Guess he didn't see that one coming?"


GUARD #2

"They never do, that nerve gas is a killer?"

BOTH LAUGHING


LEAD GUARD 

"The General said to take him over to the incinerator right away!"


GUARD #2

Well, he got his early retirement..."


LEAD GUARD

"Yea, no jail time, and those pesky interrogations..."


GUARD #2

"Yea, those things will kill your ass..."

BOTH LAUGHING AS THEY LOAD HIS BODY INTO THE INCINERATOR



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