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

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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?

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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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Triacs (12) Last Dance With Jennifer

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TRIACS (12)

LAST DANCE WITH JENNIFER

ENT: PALMDALE MUNITIONS FACILITY-GENERAL WELSH'S OFFICE-9 P.M.

GENERAL WELSH WAKING UP FROM JENNIFER'S HEAD KICK, WALKS OUT INTO HALLWAY TO SEE EMERGENCY CREWS TENDING TO THE DEAD AND WOUNDED

GENERAL WELSH

"She's got the device, somebody...I hope somebody stopped her?"

PARAMEDIC

"Stopped who, what device, your injured sir please sit down!"

WELSH

"I don't have time to sit down, if she has left the facility mankind is doomed damn it!"

PARAMEDIC

"I still don't know what your talking about sir, you need to sit down, your not making any sense..."

GENERAL WELSH PUSHING PARAMEDIC OUT OF HIS WAY, RUNNING INTO FRONT PARKING LOT, STANDING THERE LOOKING INTO THE DARK OF THE NIGHT

WELSH CALLING GENERAL FRANK HALL ON I-PHONE

"Hey Frank, it's Bill...sorry to call you this late, but we've got a problem over here at Palmdale!"


GENERAL HALL

"What in the blazes is going on over there...somebody came in and shot the place up...I'm just now seeing some news crews doing a broadcast outside the gate...is it terrorist, did you get attacked, what happened Bill?"


WELSH

"Well, it was one of our projects, the resonant device, the Triac...ah, a girl took it and I don't have a clue where she went?


HALL

"Bill, what girl...what were you doing, hope you haven't been drinking...I know how you get old man!"


WELSH

"Well, we were talking and she cold kicked me in the head, and when I woke up soldiers were dead and the device was gone, that's about all I can tell you at this point!


HALL

"At this point...really, I want to know who this girl is or was, what she was doing around top secret material, and what exactly was going on between you two...is that too much to ask?"


WELSH

"Yes, way to much to ask...sorry Frank...this is not a secured line and I've already said too much, and I was just calling to see if you had anything?"


HALL

Apparently not...but you withholding information is making me conclude that something was going on and I plan to get to the bottom of this in the morning...I've called security on the red line and they will be taking you into custody, just stay where you are, good night!


WELSH

"Hello, hello, hello...Frank...you there, hello?"

TWO GUARDS APPROACH GENERAL WELSH OUT IN THE PARKING LOT


GUARD

"General Welsh, we have orders to take you into custody and do a blood test, come with us sir!"


WELSH

"But wait, I had nothing to do with this, wait...let me go, no, no...you don't understand!"

THE GUARDS HANDCUFF HIM AND TAKE HIM TO A DETAINMENT ROOM IN THE BUILDING


(scene switch)


EXT: LONG BEACH AIRPORT-EXECUTIVE ENTRANCE-11 P.M.

JENNIFER SHOWS UP TO LONG TERM PARKING AND GRABS A SMALL SUITCASE, HER PURSE, AND THE TRIAC

STARTS TO WALK ACROSS THE TARMAC TO THE OPEN DOOR OF THE GULFSTREAM JET

AS SHE STARTS TO BOARD THE LOADING STAIRS, TWO GUYS WALK UP, ONE FROM EACH SIDE


GOON #1

"Hello Miss Jennifer, it is so late at night...you seem to be in a hurry, why such a rush?"


JENNIFER

"Who in the hell are you, get out of my way..."

SHE PUSHES THEM OFF AND RUNS UP BOARDING RAMP

AS SHE STICKS HER HEAD INTO ENTRANCE CAB OF JET, SHE IMMEDIATELY NOTICES THAT HER BUSINESS PARTNER AND THE CREW ARE ALL LAYING ON THE GROUND, SHOT DEAD

SHE TURNS LOOKING BACK DOWN THE STAIRS AT THE TWO GOONS GETTING UP FROM OFF THE GROUND, THEY BOTH HAVE GUNS IN THEIR HANDS, A SMILE COMES TO HER FACE

SHE REALIZES THAT THESE GUYS ARE HERE TO GET THE DEVICE, BUT THEY DON'T HAVE  A CLUE AS TO WHAT IT'S IMPLICATIONS ARE


GOON #2

"Come on lady, we don't have all day...fork over the device...we already diced your crew, so let's just keep it simple?"


GOON #1

"We don't want any trouble here, just hand over the Triac and we'll be on our way..."


JENNIFER SMILING

"And if I comply, would you consider having a drink with me big boys?"

BOTH GOONS HOLDING THEIR WEAPONS AT HER, JUST TURN AND STARE AT EACH OTHER LOOKING CONFUSED


GOON #2

"Look lady, Miss Jennifer...whatever your about, we want the device first, then we chit-chat, but we gotta get out of here..."


JENNIFER

"Oh, that's not not what a pretty woman like myself wants to hear...now you can either put your guns away or I'm going to be very disappointed in both of you...I'll keep it simple, I'll count to ten!"


GOON #1

"Look, this is not a game, hand it over!"


JENNIFER

"Five, Four, Three..."


GOON #2

"What she gonna do?"


JENNIFER

"Two, One...whoops, time's up guys!"

WITH HER HAND ALREADY IN HER PURSE SHE ACTIVATES THE SWITCH, CAUSING BOTH CLIPS IN THE WEAPONS TO EXPLODE BLOWING OFF THEIR ARMS AND THE SIDES OF THEIR BODIES 

WITH A SINISTER SMIRK ON HER FACE, SHE WALKS BACK DOWN THE STAIRS, STEPPING OVER THE CARNAGE OF THEIR LIFELESS BODIES, LOOKING AROUND SEEING SOME DISTANT FLASHING LIGHTS APPROACHING OFF FROM THE DISTANCE


JENNIFER

"Sorry boys, should have taken that offer up on those drinks when you had the chance..."

WALKING BACK OVER TO THE LONG TERM PARKING LOT, SHE CHECKS HER MASERATI OUT WITH ONLY A FIVE DOLLAR MINIMUM PARKING CHARGE 

ENTERING BACK ON THE FOUR 0 FIVE INTERSTATE SHE HEADS NORTH TO SANTA MONICA WHERE HER CONDO IS


JENNIFER TALKING TO HERSELF

"I've really got to stop trying to pick up these strange men, they just can't keep it together, hee, hee, hee!



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Triacs (11) Resonance Without Permission

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TRIACS (11)

RESONANCE WITHOUT PERMISSION

ENT: PALMDALE MUNITIONS FACILITY-GENERAL WELSH'S OFFICE-6 P.M.

GENERAL WELSH AND JENNIFER HAVING A GOOD TIME OVER SOME SHOTS OF BAILEYS AS THEY NEGOTIATE THE FUTURE OF THE ONLY ACTIVE TRIAC IN EXISTENCE


GENERAL WELSH

"You know, you are such a sweet girl, but you have your priorities, I like that in a girl a little spunk, a little adulation, a woman who thinks outside the box!"


JENNIFER

"Oddly, I find your temperament most determined and mindful...you are the leader of the groups which can never be voted out of office...I find men like you frightening and fascinating at the same time, your like the elixir to what my fantasies are made from!"


GENERAL WELSH LAUGHING

"Well my dear, I have been a service man all my life, although commissioned...I have managed to get the funding we need for the projects our country so needs to have tested, fitted, and ready to go to battle...I have worked with many of the greats who have passed through these great walls!"


JENNIFER

"Yea, but you have the advantage of being black-op's, there is no denying that, true?"


WELSH

"Well, we don't usually don't talk in that vernacular, but it's all so delightful to respect the agency and respect it's power and authority over so much which we hold as...how would you say...the gospel of the unwritten code of our government...those things that can't be changed, because technically...they never existed!"


JENNIFER

"Like project Blue Book, or Paper Clip...like the relations you hold so close with the Gray's, the Pleadian's...I want to see those magnificent flying machines you have stashed away, don't tell me they don't exist...don't you lie to me my sweet General...isn't there a secret or two you want to admit to...am I leaving anything out here...missing something?"


WELSH

"Let's just say, we are loosing our scope of focus, and I would like to know what you wish for the little bargaining chip?"


JENNIFER

"I can do you ten million, but we must have a license to breed...so to speak, I must be able to mass produce outside the U.S. from our own factory...it's a mandate you must allow to happen!"


WELSH

"The request is not out of the picture, but technology like this cannot be allowed to escape our borders at this point...the negotiation can hold no merit because of the sensitivity of what could happen if not monitored and operated by the most trustworthy of soldiers...it is at this point a device for war...in the wrong hands, the innocent will most assuredly die, which some have in the testing phase, fallen comrades have expired with no understanding of it's true purpose and function...in other words, it stays here, do you understand young lady?"

JENNIFER LAUGHS, CRISS-CROSSING HER BARE LEGS IN FRONT OF THE GENERAL'S FACE, WHEN SHE SUDDENLY GIVES HIM A DEADLY KICK TO HIS FOREHEAD WITH HER FOOT KNOCKING HIM OUT, AS HE LAY ON THE FLOOR

SHE LEANS DOWN AND KISSES HIS FOREHEAD


JENNIFER

"My dear, I had asked you nicely...but you refused to answer my request you dickweed...guess I'll just have to do business on my own terms...may you please rot in hell you over weight egotistical goober...have a nice nap...think of me!"

JENNIFER GRABS THE DEVICE, CHECKING UNDERNEATH


JENNIFER TALKING TO HERSELF

"How cool is that, batteries "are" included, ha!"

SHE TURNS DEVICE ON AND PROCEEDS TO WALK DOWN HALLWAY

AS EACH GUARD GETS WITHIN RANGE OF THE RESONANTING SIGNAL THEIR RIFLES AND HANDGUNS EXPLODE

BY THE TIME SHE MAKES IT OUT TO HER MASERATI TWENTY-TWO SOLDIERS HAVE DIED FROM THE ACTIVATION

AS SHE APPROACHES THE BACK OF THE GUARD GATE TO LEAVE, THE SOLDIER IN THE LITTLE BUILDING ALSO BLOWS UP AS THE BULLETS AND SHELLS FROM HIS PISTOL AND RIFLE INSTANTLY CONSUME HIM

WITHOUT ANYONE TO OPEN THE GATE, SHE PROCEEDS TO PLOW THROUGH IT, BURNING RUBBER ONTO INTERSTATE TEN

ON HER WAY TO LONG BEACH AIRPORT FOR AN AWAITING GULFSTREAM TO NORTH KOREA


JENNIFER TO HERSELF

"Wonder what I can buy with ten million...oh, it has been such a good day hasn't it...ha, ha, ha!"




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Triacs (10) Where's The Back Up Unit

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

TRIACS (10)

WHERE'S THE BACK UP UNIT



ENT: BEN BROACH'S HOUSE-LAB-8 A.M.

BEN AND CLAIRE ARE PREPARING FOR THEIR TRIP TO SAINT JOHN'S, BUT BEFORE THEY GO, A FEW LAST MOMENT DETAILS


CLAIRE

"I don't know why you want to fool with this...it's beyond me?"


BEN

"For some reason, I just felt the urge to bring another one of these guys to life...I'm not trusting Siemens or the military...I want one for myself!"


CLAIRE

"Perhaps so Dear, but couldn't this wait till the trip was over?"


BEN

"No, this crystal will only stay active as long as you burn in the precise frequency, you have to catch it while it's still cold."


CLAIRE

"Something like that, huh?"


BEN

"This won't take long, just chill out my Dear!"

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INT: DALE CLEVER'S APARTMENT-LIVING ROOM

WITHOUT HIS DEVICE HE SCEME'S TO VISIT THE BROACH RESIDENTS AND SEE IF HE CAN GET THE EXTRA TRIAC BEFORE HE HAS TO DEAL WITH THE GENERAL'S WRATH

(1 HOUR LATER)

DALE PULLD UP TO THE BROACH RESIDENT, WEARING A SKI MASK AND HIS NINE MILLIMETER GLOCK IN HIS HAND

HE STARTS TO WALK AROUND THE BACK, BUT BEFORE HE DOES HE SEE'S THE BROACHES LOADING LUGGAGE IN THEIR CAR

HE APPROACHES THEM


DALE

"Okay guys, not fooling around here, I need that other Triac...I saw you with it, now turn it over!"


CLAIRE

"Dale, is that you...what's gotten into you?"

DALE STANDS SILENT AS HE RELIZES THAT THE SKI MASK WASN'T DOING ANY GOOD


BEN

"Not sure what your trying to do here, but it's really not going to do any good...we have it locked away!"


DALE

"Well, unlock it then, where ever you have it..."


CLAIRE

"Okay Dear (knudging him), let's go unlock the vault and give it to him."


DALE

"Come on, let's go inside, where is it?"


RON (under breath)

"The dummy?"


CLAIRE (under breath)

"Of course, you have the life one...right?"


RON

"So Dale, missing the prototype...did something happen to it?"


DALE

"Yea, something like that, it's a long story...what do you care, you got paid!"


RON

"Indeed we did, quite a lot more than I thought we were getting, your company is very generous with it's allowances."

ALL OF THEM WALKING INTO THE HOUSE


CLAIRE

"Would you like a bite to eat?"


DALE

"What lady...I'm trying to rob you?"


CLAIRE

"I'm sure you have your reason's, isn't that true?"


DALE

"Yea well, things happened and there wasn't anything I could do about it, just need something to bring to the lab!"


BEN (handing him dummy Triac)

"Well, here it is...are we all good now?"


DALE

"What is this, it feels a lot lighter than I remember?"


BEN

"Well, it doesn't have the batteries, Honey...do we have extra batteries?"


DALE

"They're nine volt transisitors right?"


BEN

"Yes, two...


CLAIRE

"For a total of eighteen volts...three hours of protection..."


BEN

"Or destruction..."


CLAIRE

"Whatever you like Dear!"


DALE

"Where are you going anyway?"


BEN

"A little field trip..."


CLAIRE

"He promised me a little R & R when we finished our project, we finished it...


BEN

"And I'm keeping my promise, is that okay with you?"


DALE

"Yea sure...okay, well I'll be going, thanks for not making this messy...you know, down in my heart, I really didn't want to do this...I know your really good people..."


CLAIRE

"We know we are Dear, good luck with that one, and please try not to lose anymore?"


BEN

"Yea, they're kind of pricey!"

STICKING HIS GLOCK IN HIS WAISTBAND, HE PROCEEDS TO GO BACK TO HIS CAR

ONCE HE SHUTS HIS DOOR, STARTS HIS ENGINE, BEN REACHES INTO HIS COAT POCKET FOR THE REAL DUPLICATE TRIAC


CLAIRE

"Ben really...you don't have to do this!"


BEN

"I know, but I want this to be a nice quiet trip...I'm planning on enjoying myself!"

AS DALE STARTS TO TRAVEL DOWN THE STREET, BEN ACTIVATES TRIAC CAUSING ALL THE BULLETS IN DALE'S GLOCK THAT'S IN HIS WAISTBAND TO ALL FIRE OFF, KILLING HIM INSTANTLY


CLAIRE LAUGHS BREIFLY

"What have you turned me into, people are just such idiots these days!"


BEN

"See who laughs last get's vacation time, too!"


CLAIRE

"Well, come on...we have a plane to catch...are you just going to leave him in the middle of the street there?"


BEN

"Well his car just jammed into that row of bushes there...I'm sure someone will find him!"


CLAIRE

"Oh look, I found something in my purse..."


BEN

"What's that my sweet?


CLAIRE

"Extra batteries for the Triac and Dale forgot to get his snack...oh darn!"


BEN

"Well, this one is working just fine let's hit the road, shall we?"


CLAIRE

"Can't wait to show you my sundress, your just going to Love it.

DRIVING DOWN THE ROAD TO THE AIRPORT

BAN AND CLAIRE BOTH SINGING AS THEY PASS UP DALE'S BLOWN UP CAR


"Here we come, Saint John baby, we have been waiting for you!!"




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