Triacs (19) After Effects

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

TRIACS (19)

AFTER EFFECTS

WESTIN RESORT HOTEL-SAINT JOHN'S ISLAND-BEN BROACH'S SUITE-5 P.M.

LOCAL OFFICIALS AND HOTEL MANAGEMENT COMB OVER BREAK-IN AND START QUESTIONING THE BROCHES ON WHAT'S MISSING 

OFFICER

"So, you say everything gone through but yet nothing is missing?"

BEN BROACH

"Not that I can figure...we didn't have anything out, but I guess whoever was breaking in didn't know that...there wasn't any cash or anything...just clothes and a camera...who knows what they were looking for?"

OFFICER

"You know, right before after the break in...a man who meets the description of who we see going in your room on video, blow himself up somehow, he dead!"

CLAIRE BROACH

"That is the weirdest thing...so he must have had a gun on him, you think?"

RESORT MANAGER

"We're not sure what to think...we found this on him though...

SHOWING THE BROACHES THE TRIAC DEVICE

OFFICER

"Does this look like anything you might be missing...we don't know what it is, but your initials are B.B. like Ben Broach, coincidence or not?"

BEN

"Oh yea, wow what would he want with that, thank you for finding it!"

RESORT MANAGER

"So, this is yours...what is it, all I see is a switch here...looks like a mini speaker for a stereo or something?"

BEN

"Yea, that's what it is...it's a Bluetooth speaker...no wires..."

MANAGER LOOKS AS THOUGH HE'S GOING TO FLIP THE SWITCH

BEN SEEING OFFICER WITH GUN, TRIES TO GRAB TRIAC OUT OF HIS HAND

OFFICER

"Wait, you must declare this your property, you sign here...I must ask you to look at victim and make sure you don't recognize him..."

BEN

"Yea, that's fine, ah...can I see that...I want to make sure this is it...the one that belongs to me?"

MANAGER HANDS HIM DEVICE, WHERE UPON BEN QUICKLY UNSCREWS BOTTOM AND TAKES OUT BATTERIES, TO AVOID ANY EXPLOSION

OFFICER

"We go see body now, why were you taking the batteries out?"

BEN

"Oh, batteries are expensive out here...got to save the charge...you want me to look at the body...let's do that!"

(scene switch)

EXT: WESTIN RESORT PARKING LOT

POLICE, MEDICS, AND THE LOCAL MEDIA ALL CROWDED AROUND REMAINS OF BLOWN UP BODY, BODY PARTS SPREAD ALL OVER THE AREA

 PHOTOGRAPHER TAKING PICTURES AS CORONER'S ATTENDANT SCOOPS UP PIECES OF BODY WITH SHOVEL

CLAIRE GAGGING UPON VISION OF CARNAGE

CLAIRE

"Oh my God...this is horrible...this is..."

BEN

"This is really sad, what happened officer?"

OFFICER

"Somehow, it looks like he was carrying a gun, and some how it exploded while it was in his waistband...his guts...you see...over there and there and there...."

BEN

"And all he had was my mini speaker, maybe he was a fan of good music, tired of that crappy smartphone sound...maybe he was trying to hijack a car and it jammed...who knows?"

OFFICER

"Yes, most suspicious...so you not know this person?"

BEN

"No for heaven's sake, never seen him before...did you I.D. him?"

RESORT MANAGER

"He's was a guest here...never been here before, but paid cash...ah Wong Tah Li...from Korea...North Korea I believe!"

BEN SWALLOWING HARD

"Really, all the way from North Korea...how interesting...wonder what he was doing way out here?"

OFFICER

"That's what I would like to know...coming in to break into other's room, it doesn't add up, something you not tell me...I find out truth?"

BEN

"Just a weird hobby for some...I mean I'm thinking like you...there's got to be a reason here?"

OFFICER

"I will find out...you stay here, in room...I suspect connection...what you do for living...I find out if you not tell truth...funny feeling about woman, too?"

CLAIRE

"For heaven's sake officer, I'm his wife...we are just as confused about this as you are...please don't make assumptions!"

OFFICER

"I assume everything, then take away what doesn't fit puzzle...like Dick Tracey...mastermind of police!"

CLAIRE

"Dick Tracey...really?"

OFFICER

"Best of crimefighting, we learn in detective school back in Jamaica...my home!"

BEN NUDGING CLAIRE

"Well, Dick Tracey trained most of the FBI back in the states, he is our hero!"

CLAIRE

"I almost married Dick...I wasn't good enough for him...so I settled for this guy!"

OFFICER

"So, you know Dick personally...wow...that impress me...we like family now!"

CLAIRE WALKING OVER, GIVING OFFICER A HUG

"Look, I can't explain why things happen...but they do, maybe it was a higher power that brought us together...it was fate!"

OFFICER

"I hope you forgive me for accusing you for things that happen to bad guy...you are Godly couple, I sorry I insist on...please forgive my bad?"

BEN WALKING OVER> GRABBING DEVICE OUT OF OFFICER'S HAND

"No problem...what was your name sir?"

OFFICER (CERVEZ YOUNG)

"My name Officer Young...Cervez Young of Island of Saint John...we meet...you two very nice people...I lift my quarantine...we take body...you have speaker back...we pray to Lord...need peace and recovery...you agree my thoughts?"

CLAIRE

"Exactly what I was thinking, you are the best Cervez...I am feeling so stressed right now, I need to go take a shower...ah Ben honey, care to join me?"

BEN

"Yes, a good cleansing sounds like the trick...closer to God!

OFFICER

"We could all three heal in spa, maybe pool...beach?"

BEN

"Cervez...we are married and our religious principal's are close and personal...hope you understand?"

OFFICER

"Of course, of course...we have body in the bags...many bags...strange to say that...I watch, you two...be careful, doors locked...enjoy your speaker...I go now, bye, bye!"

BEN AND CLAIRE QUICKLY WALKING BACK TO ROOM, ARM IN ARM WITH TRIAC AND BATTERIES IN HAND

BEN

"God, that was close..."

CLAIRE

"I think I actually peed in my panties..."

BEN

"First time for everything..."

(scene switch)

INT: SHERATON RIO RESORT-RIO DE JANEIRO-HALLWAY

MAN WITH CART COMING UP TO JENNIFER CONNOR'S ROOM

KNOCKING ON HER DOOR

MAN WITH CART

"Room service!"

JENNIFER SMOKING CIGAR WHILE BATHING IN TUB

"What the hell?"

MAN WITH CART (SPEAKING LOUDER)

"Compliments of the house...champagne and blintzes for you Mam!"

JENNIFER (YELLING)

"Hold on...one moment, I'm coming...don't move!"

QUICKLY WRAPPING TOWEL AROUND HER BODY, SHE APPROACH'S DOOR, GRABS DOOR KNOB, LOOKING THROUGH PEEPHOLE, RECOGNIZING PHO TONG LEE

OLD ACCOMPLICE OF NORTH KOREAN SYNDICATE DRESSED IN WHITE APRON

HIS EYEBALL TRYING TO LOOK IN PEEPHOLE FROM OUTSIDE IN

JENNIFER TURNS AND STARTS RUNNING, TRIPPING ON LONG TOWEL, FALLING NAKED TO FLOOR

PHO TONG LEE KICKING IN DOOR, SEEING A NAKED JENNIFER FACE DOWN WITH HER BUTT FACING HIM

LEE

"I see you take precaution and dress nice for Pho...so much appreciate you get ready like that!"

JENNIFER

"What do you want, leave me alone...I have nothing for you?"

LEE

"Apparently, you have everything and more...your gift is your body...I take that now, then we ask the tough questions after we enjoy ourselves, yes?"

JENNIFER WRAPPING TOWEL AROUND HER AND STANDING UP

"Your getting nothing, I have nothing for you, get out of here!"

LEE PULLING WEAPON FROM UNDER SHELF ON CART

"But, you lie so sweet...we are all tired of your nonsense, your sweet little piece of innocence...you know, you must admit that you are a useless woman...a waste of beauty, a trader, a fake, but I play with you anyway, Pho show you what real man like inside...then you confess the truth or I kill you...sound like fun, we have good time now?"

LAYING ON TOP OF HER WITH GUN IN HAND, JENNIFER STROKES HIS THIGH AND CROTCH

LEE

"Oh yea, Pho like sweet submissive lady...you move in good places...feel my manhood desiring you...we come together, oh yea, you do what Pho like, we like this very much...you not struggle with me...that very good...very good!"

JENNIFER

"What's the point, your all man...your all the man I'll ever need...for the rest of my life!

JENNIFER QUICKLY GRABBING HIM HARD BY THE CROTCH, HOLDING HIM IN PLACE, SHE GIVES PHO A ROUNDHOUSE KICK TO THE HEAD, DROPPING HIS GUN AS HE GOES UNCONSCIOUS, SHE PROCEEDS TO REMOVE OPENED CHAMPAGNE BOTTLE, TAKING A COUPLE OF SWIGS OUT OF IT, THEN HANGING HIS BODY OVER THE MARTINI  CART, TYING HIS HANDS TO EACH POST, ROLLING HIM DOWN THE HALL, TO THE PRIVATE ROOM WITH THE POWERED LAP POOL

TURNS ON WATER CURRENT PUMP AND TIPPING CART WITH PHO TIED TO IT FACE DOWN IN WATER, DROWNING HIM INSTANTLY

JENNIFER TALKING TO HERSELF

"Oh well...guess it's time to go...man trouble, again...face it Girl, i've just got to stop spending time with all these deadbeats...I don't know what's wrong with me...they're just not worth the trouble...oh well...I'll get it right one day!"

BUBBLES COMING UP FROM LAP POOL

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Triacs (18) Replicating Resonance

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

TRIACS (18)

REPLICATING RESONANCE

INT: LOS ALAMOS RESEARCH LAB-PRODUCTION DIVISION-TUESDAY-9.M.

HAVING JUST RECEIVED THE TRIAC IN THE LAB, LIEUTENANT ED CRUM AND DOCTOR PETE MOREY BEGIN STUDYING THE DEVICE, TAKING IT APART, LOOKING AT THE SCHEMATIC, IDENTIFYING IT'S MAKE-UP


LIEUTENANT ED CRUM

"You know, this is a relatively straight-through design...just looking at it, I can't say what the big fuss was all about?"


DOCTOR PETE MOREY

"The bullet's not that complicated either, but look how deadly it is...the brilliance of finding the resonance for a plentiful property such as hydrogen in a gaseous state, and yet to be able to define secondary actions upon the sulfur, charcoal, and the potassium nitrate...that must be a hell of a algorithm there?"


CRUM

"Yea, that was Doctor Broach and his wife that figured all that out...it's like the house of geniuses those two..."


DOCTOR MOREY

"Well, let's see...the Geranium crystal and winding the coils seems to be the time killer here...although they're was a request about further miniaturization, let's just replicate at this size for now...still can't believe how small it is!"


CRUM

"Okay, good...I had ordered the same size in a modified plastic cylinder and some Teflon seals...the other components are already in the stockpile...let's get started shall we!"

SHOWING SCENES OF THE DIFFERENT STAGES OF ASSEMBLY, THEY FINALLY MANAGE TO MAKE FOUR DEVICES


CRUM

"Well, I can believe that it's already two o'clock!"


DOCTOR MOREY

"Time flies when your trying to destroy the planet...it's an old motto the boys would use in back-engineering...question is, will these bad boys work!"

GOING TO THEIR LIST OF SUGGESTED MODIFICATIONS, THEY QUICKLY MODIFY  A REMOTE-CONTROL TONKA TRUCK WITH THE TRIAC BURIED INSIDE THE CAB NEXT TO THE PLASTIC FIREMAN SUPPOSEDLY DRIVING IT


CRUM

"So, the whole idea here is to guide this thing to any hot spots of confrontation, turn the remote switch on, and anything with an explosive attached to it will blow up?


DOCTOR MOREY

"That's the general idea...don't forget, this is perfect for road side bombs and mine fields, too!"


CRUM

"Weird thing about it, they're apparently only that one unit out in the open...that one unit has killed over thirty people that we know about..."


DOCTOR MOREY

"Yea, I can see why people were talking about this changing the course of history...basically making guns obsolete..."

(scene switch)


INT: FBI CENTRAL-L.A. COUNTY-AGENT ELLISON'S OFFICE-2 P.M.

ELLISON AND HORN ARE BUSY TRYING TO PIECE TOGETHER THE STRANGE RELATIONSHIP OF THE NOW DECEASED GENERAL WELSH AND JENNIFER CONNORS, THEY DO NOT KNOW THAT WELSH IS ACTUALLY DEAD


AGENT ELLISON

"Well, I'll tell you whats' so weird about this, is how is a tenured General who has been directing special ops programs for all those years, just suddenly say he wants to spend more time with his family...we find the man has family, but they're all in their thirties, and he divorced his wife ten years ago, what family is he going to spend time with?"


AGENT HORN

"Well, the thing that got me is that when we went to interview him, the neighbors said they haven't seen him in weeks, and that they have been picking up his papers and retrieving his mail till I guess he's supposedly gets back...the whole scenario doesn't make any sense!"


ELLISON

"Yea...it does stink a little when you think about it...but who then...who had the authority over Welsh, and had something to gain from his demise...assuming that something "did" happen?"


HORN

"The only one that comes to thought would be General Frank Hall...our mastermind ring leader...I mean, no one else had their fingers in planning, procurement, and most importantly...final distribution of anything and everything that goes through that spider web of divisions..."


ELLISON

"Well, it's probably just a pipe dream if you think we would ever be able to get on the inside for a look-see...or one would think, cause ops has their own code of conduct, they don't hold elections, have more power than the President, and technically can never be fired!"


HORN

"Yea, I know...just reassigned, renamed, resignate, or get rubbed out and disappear forever...am I close?"


ELLISON

"Yea, you kind of nailed it there...so basically, it's out of our jurisdiction...at least for the moment...let's go get some dinner I'm starving!


HORN

We must be bonding or something...?"


ELLISON

"Why you say that?"


HORN

"Because our stomach's are starting to sync up, they're sensing what the other one is thinking!"


ELLISON

"Well, don't start letting it go to your head...don't start ordering for me just because your stomach starts sending you coded rumbling signals...do me a favor and check first!"


HORN

"But, I like hot sauce on my food!"


ELLISON

"What?"


HORN

"Psyched you out...that message came from your stomach, see...it's becoming telepathic...very spooky!"


ELLISON

"You know something, your sudden surge of weirdest is making me crave something I haven't done in a long time..."


HORN

"What's that?"


ELLISON
"Eat alone!"

(scene switch)


INT: WESTIN RESORT HOTEL-SAINT JOHN'S ISLAND-BEN BROACH'S SUITE

BEN AND CLAIRE HAVE JUST RETURNED TO THEIR SUITE FROM DINNER AND SEE THAT IT HAS BENN COMPLETELY RAM SACKED

BED TURNED UPSIDE DOWN DOWN, DRAWS OPEN, LUGGAGE TORN APART, WALL SAFE OPEN

BEN

"Oh my God, this is not happening...not much doubt what they were looking for!"


CLAIRE

"Yea, I can't believe we went through all that trouble to hide who we were, and they still found us!"


BEN

"Not so much us...but it!

CLAIRE WALKS OVER TO WHERE SHE HAD THE SOCK HIDDEN WITH THE TRIAC IN IT, IT WAS NOT THERE


CLAIRE

"Well, isn't that a scary thought, do we call the authorities and say hey, be on the the look out for a white sock...


BEN

"That contains a device the size of a can of Vienna sausages, which is the latest warfare device on the market...wonder how long it will take before they try activating it?"

OFF IN THE DISTANCE YOU HERE THE DISTINCT CRACKLE OF A CLIP OF BULLETS GO OFF ON SOME POOR OFFICERS GUN BELT


CLAIRE

"Anymore questions..."



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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!"

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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!"


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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

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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!"

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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..."

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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...

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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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