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Never Get Enough
by: Kimberly A. Greaney
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INT. MR. RICO'S Vehicle - NIGHT
RICO is a well-known marijuana dealer in the neighborhood who goes by the name MR. RICO. He is a tall, healthy man who wears a different 5150 cap and matching air force ones everyday.
SOPHIA is a beautiful young woman from Colombia. She has long, straight, dark hair and a perfect body. Her eyes sparkle no matter the weather.
Sophia sits quietly in the passenger seat of their SUV as Mr. Rico hits a fat joint driving down a dark, downtown street outside of their neighborhood. The road is wet from the rain earlier in the evening and the streetlights that work shine dimly.
There are police sirens in the near distance. Mr. Rico hits the joint again and passes it to Sophia.
They pass a stray dog sniffing around for food.
Sophia hits the joint.
They pass a car full of people parked on the side of the road filled with smoke. Sophia takes another puff and passes it back to Mr. Rico.
They pass a bum sleeping on the bench at a bus stop.
Mr. Rico inhales the weed.
A streetlight flickers ahead.
There is a man in the near distance dressed in dark clothing making his way out from between two tall buildings. He is heading down the sidewalk towards the gutter, hunched over, holding his right arm across his stomach.
MR. RICO
Is that DRE?
Mr. Rico hits the joint again and holds it out to Sophia.
SOPHIA
Dre?
MR. RICO
Yeah, you know. Dre from high school.
Sophia grabs the joint and squints her eyes in the man's direction while she takes a puff.
SOPHIA
It is. What's he doing out here? He looks hurt. Pull over.
Mr. Rico stops in the street next to Dre and rests his right elbow on the center console, slightly leaning over Sophia.
MR. RICO
Are you all right?
Dre is still slightly crouched over holding his stomach, but there is no sign of blood.
DRE
No, I'm not. I need to get to a hospital. Somebody just stabbed me.
Mr. Rico puts his SUV in park and jogs around the vehicle to Dre.
MR. RICO
Come on get in the car.
Mr. Rico opens the back, passenger door for Dre propping him up by his arm.
Sophia takes a last drag of the joint and tosses it out of the window.
An unattractive car, playing loud rap music speeds by full of people. Mr. Rico, Dre and Sophia all look in their direction.
MR. RICO (cont'd)
Is that them?
DRE
No the guy was by himself…in a black car.
Mr. Rico continues to prop Dre up into the vehicle.
MR. RICO
You got it?
DRE
Just push me in a little more.
Mr. Rico pushes Dre into the backseat some more. Dre quickly flicks out a knife and holds it up to Mr. Rico's throat.
DRE (cont'd)
You know you aren't the only slick motherfucker around here. Get in the back!
INT. GOTCHA'S APARTMENT - NIGHT
GOTCHA and ROB sit in the dark with candles burning.
Gotcha has a small one-bedroom apartment.
ROB
You think everything's all right?
Rob rubs his hands together trying to get warm.
GOTCHA
Yeah, Dre knows what he's doing.
ROB
I know he knows what he's doing, but Rico isn't no joke.
GOTCHA
Man, fuck Rico! How many times do I have to tell you he ain't shit.
ROB
He isn't shit to who? The last time I checked he was the man around here.
GOTCHA
The man? You might as well bend over and put the KY on yourself. I'm a take all this shit over. Watch.
ROB
Awe, you're tripping now. You can't even pay your electric bill and you think you're just gonna take some shit over?
GOTCHA
You're the one tripping. Don't question me!
ROB
All right big chief don't take over the world now.
GOTCHA
If everything goes good tonight, I just might.
EXT. DESERTED HOUSE - NIGHT
Sophia pulls into the driveway of an old house with dead grass, a cyclone fence and looks abandoned. There are no lights on inside or outside of the house.
Their headlights shine down the dark driveway and a kitten scatters back into the darkness.
DRE
What the fuck is this?
SOPHIA
This is our house.
DRE
Stop fucking around bitch and go to your house before I cut this motherfucker!
Dre begins to look nervous as he tightens his grip on the knife.
MR. RICO
Oh, you want to pull a knife out on me and disrespect my house. What the fuck do you want from us?
DRE
I'm tired of these games! Take me to your fucking house now! I'm not playing around no more!
He looks at Sophia's eyes in the rear view mirror.
DRE (cont'd)
You better tell your girl something before you end up minced.
MR. RICO
Where do you want her to go? You said go to our house so that's where she went.
Dre is silent in confusion for a moment.
DRE
Fuck! All right go to the door while I keep your man company.
Sophia turns around.
SOPHIA
Go to the door and do what?
DRE
Shut the fuck up don't get smart with me! Just walk up to the door, and we'll be right behind you!
Sophia gets out of the vehicle and shuts the door with the engine still running.
DRE (CONT'D)
Hold on. Come back and shut the car off.
Sophia opens back up the driver door and leans over the driver seat.
Dre begins to guide Mr. Rico out of the back door on the driver side.
Sophia cocks a pistol back and holds it up to the nap of Dre's neck.
SOPHIA
Now who's getting minced? Drop the
knife or I'll blow your fucking brains out.
DRE
Come on now baby girl, you know it's not like that.
SOPHIA
Oh, now it's not like that? Drop the knife.
Dre looks at Mr. Rico, then back at Sophia. Sophia does not take her eyes off of Dre.
SOPHIA (cont'd)
I'm not scared to shoot you. Make one wrong move and I'll pull this trigger.
DRE
You shoot me. I cut him. It's on you baby girl.
Dre smirks.
DRE (cont') (CONT'D)
Whatever you want to do.
SOPHIA
You know what I've always hated?
Sophia says as she realizes one of Rico's friend's they call GOLDIE, has just turned the corner in a well-known car. Goldie wears gold teeth that read G-O-L-D-I-E across his six upper gold teeth. His hair is always braided and his solid white t-shirts and Nike's always look fresh.
DRE
What's that?
SOPHIA
People calling me baby girl.
Dre grins.
DRE
Oh really baby girl? Well I guess
I'm a lucky man than huh?
SOPHIA
Not that lucky faggot.
DRE
What’d you say to me?
Goldie sees Mr. Rico's car and parks in front of the house on the sidewalk without realizing what the situation is.
Dre hears the loud muffler of the car and turns to look.
Goldie turns off his engine and steps out of his car; he begins to walk toward the driveway.
Sophia takes advantage of the situation and [POP]; Sophia takes a shot at Dre, shooting him in the head.
Dre crumbles to the ground.
GOLDIE
Oh shit!
Goldie runs back to his driver side door and jumps back into his car, immediately driving off as Mr. Rico and Sophia rush to get into their SUV.
MR. RICO
Sophia get in the car!
Mr. Rico hops in the driver seat. Sophia hops into the backseat behind Mr. Rico.
Their tires squeal as they back out of the driveway and quickly desert the street.
INT. MR. RICO & SOPHIA'S Home - DAY
Mr. Rico wakes up to the smell of a home-cooked breakfast.
SOPHIA (O.S.)
Paaapi…
Sophia's voice drags on.
SOPHIA (cont'd)
Are you awake?
Sophia is coming down the hallway with one of Mr. Rico's button-up, oversized, dress shirts on and breakfast on a platter. Her hair is tossed up.
Sophia comes around the corner of the bedroom doorway.
SOPHIA (cont'd)
Good morning. Did you sleep well?
Mr. Rico lets out a moan as he sits up and stretches his arms.
MR. RICO
Yeah, I did.
Sophia places the breakfast tray on Mr. Rico's lap.
MR. RICO (cont'd)
Thanks for last night baby.
Sophia sits on the foot of Mr. Rico's side of the bed.
SOPHIA
You know I got your back.
Sophia smiles at Mr. Rico.
MR. RICO
I know you do. You didn't have to kill him though.
SOPHIA
It's either kill or get killed right? You're not mad at me are you?
MR. RICO
I'm not mad. But can I ask you something?
SOPHIA
Anything.
MR. RICO
How come I'm more surprised than you?
SOPHIA
Well, you know I grew up in a rough neighborhood in Colombia and I didn't have the best parents, or the best of anything. I guess it doesn't surprise me very much because part of me is immune to things like that.
MR. RICO
You're right. I'm just tripping.
Sophia gets off of the bed.
SOPHIA
All right. I'm going to get in the shower.
She leans over and kisses him on the cheek.
MR. RICO
Yeah, get that ass in the shower so I can hit that.
Mr. Rico playfully taps Sophia's ass.
Sophia giggles as she walks to the bathroom in their bedroom.
Sophia gets into the shower.
Mr. Rico dials a number on his house phone and holds it up to his ear.
INT. Police SURVEILLANCE VAn - DAY
Two AGENTS sit in the back of an unmarked van down the street from Mr. Rico's home. They are monitoring Mr. Rico's calls and eating powdered donuts. AGENT 1 is slender and geeky looking. AGENT 2 is round and stands about 6'0".
A phone on the recording rings.
AGENT 1
We've got something.
Agent 1 puts the headphones up to his ears. Agent 2 stuffs the rest of the donut into his mouth and gives his undivided attention to the recording while he chews with white powder around his mouth.
RECORDING:
GOLDIE (V.O.)
What's up boss?
MR. RICO (V.O.)
I need a favor.
GOLDIE (V.O.)
What's that?
MR. RICO (V.O.)
You with Gotcha?
Goldie (V.O.)
Nah, he'll be back in a minute though.
Mr. Rico (V.O.)
Good. I need you to find out where
this motherfucker Dre got my routes and who else was involved. And don't mention anything to Gotcha, he's been acting real funny lately.
Goldie (V.O.)
I'm all over it.
Mr. Rico (V.O.)
All right. Down.
Goldie (V.O)
Down.
The phone line disconnects.
AGENT 2
So what do we do now?
Agent 1 turns the recorder off and puts the headset up.
AGENT 1
Now, we find this guy Gotcha. Obviously Mr. Rico doesn't trust him.
Agent 1 calls AGENT SILVA on his walkie-talkie.
AGENT 1 (cont'd)
We just had a phone call here. We need track somebody down.
CUT TO:
INT. AGENT SILVA'S VEHICLE - DAY
AGENT SILVA sits in his black, four-door sedan, not far from the Agents van. He is dressed in a suit and black glasses.
Agent Silva talks back into the walkie-talkie.
AGENT SILVA
One a Rico's boys'?
INT. Police SURVEILLANCE Van - DAY
AGENT1
Yeah, goes by the name Gotcha. He's a possible informant.
INT. AGENT SILVA'S VEHICLE - DAY
AGENT SILVA
I'm on it.
Agent Silva places the walkie-talkie on his dashboard and starts his car.
INT. CHARLES' HOME - DAY
CHARLES sits in his recliner holding an old, framed picture of himself, Rosa, and Mr. Rico as a baby.
Charles' young niece, KANDICE, comes into the room wearing pajamas and leans on the arm of Charles' chair.
Kandice points to the guy in the picture.
KANDICE
Who's that Uncle Charles?
CHARLES
That's me more than twenty years ago.
KANDICE
Who's that?
Kandice points to the baby boy in the picture.
CHARLES
That's my son, Rico.
KANDICE
You have a son?
CHARLES
Sure do.
KANDICE
Where is he Uncle Charles?
CHARLES
Well Kandice, that's a long story.
KANDICE
Is he dead?
Charles chuckles.
CHARLES
Now what would give you a silly idea like that?
KANDICE
That's how most people end up around here isn't it? That's what my Mama used to tell me.
CHARLES
Who do you live with now?
KANDICE
Uncle Charles.
CHARLES
That's right. So I want you to erase everything your Mama ever told you and fill it in with Uncle Charles' thoughts okay?
KANDICE
Okay.
CHARLES
What are doing in here anyway? Don't you have to get ready for school?
Kandice smiles.
KANDICE
Yeah.
CHARLES
Go in there and get ready for school. And don't forget to brush those teeth.
kandice
Okay.
Kandice runs off down the hallway.
EXT. LIQUOR STORE - DAY
Mr. Rico pulls up to the corner liquor store where GOLDIE and Gotcha make money for him. Mr. Rico steps out of his SUV and walks toward Goldie and Gotcha.
There are cars driving by and a limited amount of people walking in and out of the liquor store and down the sidewalk.
MR. RICO
What's up with you?
Mr. Rico slaps hands with Goldie and Goldie slips Mr. Rico his money.
GOLDIE
Shit. Just out here getting that money. Any word on that shit that went down?
Mr. Rico then exchanges the same handshake with Gotcha, who also slips Mr. Rico his money.
GOTCHA
I know I heard about that. Did you find anything out yet?
Mr. Rico looks around as he is talking to make sure nobody is close enough to hear the conversation.
MR. RICO
Everything's taken care of. Just some dude trying to get over and didn't make it. Ya'll keep your mouths shut about that though. Goldie, come take a ride with your boy.
Mr. Rico and Goldie walk toward Mr. Rico's SUV. Mr. Rico turns around.
MR. RICO (cont'd)
And Gotcha, keep me on redial!
GOTCHA
You know it!
Gotcha mumbles under his breath.
GOTCHA (cont'd)
Keep you on redial my ass.
Mr. Rico and Goldie get into Mr. Rico's vehicle.
Mr. Rico starts up his SUV and the beat from the rap music is so deep it vibrates the windows of the liquor store.
Mr. Rico drives off into the streets.
INT. MR. RICO'S Vehicle - DAY
GOLDIE
So what's up?
Goldie eyes a couple of cute girls walking down the sidewalk.
MR. RICO
We may have a problem.
Goldie gives his attention back to Mr. Rico.
Mr. Rico grips the steering wheel tightly and looks stressed as he glares out his windshield.
GOLDIE
What kind a problem?
MR. RICO
I haven't been able to get a hold a Uno for days now. Something must be wrong. He's never just disappeared like this before.
GOLDIE
So what are we gonna do?
Mr. Rico stops at a red light and continues to glare out the windshield avoiding eye contact with Goldie.
Cars pass through the intersection.
MR.RICO
I don't know but we have to figure
something out fast before we run out a everything.
Goldie squints his face and looks at Mr. Rico.
GOLDIE
Everything? What we got left?
Mr. Rico gives Goldie a disappointing look and turns his face back to the windshield before answering.
MR. RICO
What you got. That's what we got left.
The light turns green and Mr. Rico puts his foot on the gas pedal.
GOLDIE
Shit.
Goldie puts his eyes back on the road.
MR. RICO
Yeah tell me about it. We need to make some moves, fast. You ever find anything out about that Dre situation?
GOLDIE
I been asking around. Word is, Gotcha knew him back in the day.
MR. RICO
Gotcha knew Dre?
GOLDIE
That's what the word is.
MR. RICO
Hmm. Isn't that some funny shit?
INT. ROSA'S Home - DAY
ROSA rocks in her chair as she watches television and laughs out loud.
ROSA is wearing a long, floral, nightgown and slippers with her hair wrapped up in a silk headscarf.
There is a loud knock on the front door
ROSA
Who is it?
Rosa gets out of her recliner and begins walking to her front door. No one answers.
ROSA (cont'd)
Who is it?!
Still no one responds. Rosa looks out of her peephole and mumbles.
ROSA (cont'd)
Who the hell is this?
Rosa unlocks her front door and opens it, leaving the screen door shut. She still does not recognize this man's face through the screen.
The man is husky, wearing a creased hat, collared shirt and khaki's.
ROSA (cont'd)
Can I help you sir?
CHARLES
It's me. Charles.
Rosa puts her seeing glasses on, which are hanging around her neck.
ROSA
Charles?
Rosa opens the screen door.
Charles removes his hat and holds it with both hands.
ROSA (cont'd)
What the hell are you doing here?
CHARLES
I just wanted to come by and see how you were doing?
ROSA
Let me take these glasses off so I
don't have to see your face.
Rosa removes her glasses, allowing them to hang freely by the chord dangling around her neck. Rosa puts her left hand on her hip.
ROSA (cont'd)
I am just fine. After twenty years you stop by just to see how I'm doing? I'm surprised you still remember where I live. How about paying me for all those years I was raising our son without a Daddy?
CHARLES
Let me explain…
Rosa takes her left hand off of her hip and points her index finger at Charles.
Rosa
Let me tell you something, we made it this far without you and we will continue to make it without you. Now get the hell off my porch!
Rosa starts to shut the screen door. Charles takes hold of the screen.
CHARLES
I know I messed up Rosa, and I know I can't change anything. But I can't take it anymore. I want to make everything up to you. And my son.
ROSA
Well it's too late for that. He's already grown up without you so if you don't mind, get the hell off my porch before he comes pulling up and sees you here wondering
who the hell you are.
Rosa shuts the screen door.
CHARLES
Rosa, please. Just give me this one chance. I swear to you I'll do right. Please Rosa.
ROSA
It doesn't matter how much you beg, or bad you think you feel. I will not be your crutch. He isn’t a boy anymore Charles, he's a man. If you want to talk to your son, go talk to him.
Rosa puts her right hand on the edge of her door, ready to close it.
CHARLES
Come on Rosa don't do me like that.
ROSA
I'm sorry Charles, but you left me alone. You broke my heart and I never found anyone to heal the pain. Now you know how it feels.
Rosa slams the door shut.
INT. Police SURVEILLANCE van - NIGHT
Agent 1 and Agent 2 sit in the back of the van eating fast food. Agent Silva's voice appears on the walkie-talkie.
AGENT SILVA (V.O.)
You two got anything new?
AGENT 1
Not yet boss. You found Gotcha?
AGENT SILVA (v.O.)
Don’t worry about me. You do your job and I’ll do mine.
Mr. Rico's house phone rings on the Agents' recording.
AGENT 1
We've got another call from Rico's
place coming in.
AGENT SILVA
Get right back to me.
Agent 1 gets his equipment ready.
RECORDING:
MR. RICO (V.O.)
Hello.
operator (v.o.)
You have a collect call from an inmate at San Quentin State Prison. This call is to be monitored or recorded and will be disconnected if a 3-way call is placed. Caller, please say your name at the tone…(beep).
UNO (V.O.)
Uno.
OPERATOR (V.O.)
To accept, press one. To deny...
Mr. Rico presses one.
OPERATOR (CONT'D)
Thank you. You are now connected.
MR. RICO (V.O.)
Am I glad to hear from you? You need me to bail you out?
UNO (V.O.)
I try dat already. Dey give me no bail.
MR. RICO (V.O.)
No bail? What'd they get you for?
UNO (V.O.)
Dey follow one of my transporter to my home. Dey take every tang. Dey come when da truck half empty and dey take dat too. And it is my second strike.
MR. RICO (V.O.)
How much was in the truck?
UNO (V.O.)
Dey take 500 pound.
MR. RICO (V.O.)
Damn I didn't know a motherfucker could have that much. Shit, you need anything?
UNO (V.O.)
Da only tang I need is pussy.
Mr. Rico laughs.
MR. RICO (V.O.)
I feel you on that. How long you been in?
UNO (V.O.)
Dey just book me. Dey take me from County yestaday.
MR. RICO (V.O.)
Shit. So your moms got any more a them cupcakes I had last week?
TITLE CARD: So your boys’ got any more of that weight I copped last week?
UNO (V.O.)
All da cupcakes are gone.
TITLE CARD: All the weed is gone.
MR. RICO (V.O.)
Damn. Can she give me something to satisfy my sweet tooth? She’s been moms for so long I don't know anybody who compares.
TITLE CARD: Do you have another connect I can hook up with? I’ve been dealing with you for so long, I don’t anybody else.
UNO (V.O.)
How can I help you wit dat? I cannot do nuting for myself.
MR. RICO (V.O.)
I know. Fuck! I don't know what I'm gonna do.
UNO (V.O.)
Every tang going to be fine. I make sure you da first to hear any tang.
CUT TO:
INT. MR. RICO'S HOME - DAY
MR. RICO
Thanks man I appreciate it.
UNO
No problum. I gotta go. Keep in touch wita broda.
MR. RICO
Always.
Mr. Rico hangs up the phone.
TITLE CARD: 2 MONTHS LATER
EXT. SIDEWALK - NIGHT
GOLDIE is driving his car down the street and spots Gotcha walking with Rob.
Goldie pulls up to the sidewalk next them.
GOLDIE
Gotcha, where you been?
Gotcha turns around.
GOTCHA
Oh what's up Goldie?
Gotcha approaches the car, but stays a safe distance away.
GOLDIE
Shit. Want to ride for a minute?
GOTCHA
Nah, I'm over here about to go handle some business. Maybe next time.
GOLDIE
I need to holla at you. I'll drop you off wherever you need to be. Get in the car.
Gotcha looks at Rob.
GOTCHA
I'll be back.
ROB
All right, be safe.
Gotcha gets in the car and Goldie drives off.
INT. GOLDIE'S VEHICLE - DAY
GOLDIE
What's your boy talking about?
GOTCHA
What do you mean?
GOLDIE
Be safe. What the fuck is that supposed to mean?
GOTCHA
He's just stupid. So what is it you need to holler at me about?
GOLDIE
Word on the street is you might know something about that little situation the other night.
GOTCHA
What situation, the one with Dre?
GOLDIE
What the fuck else would I be talking about? Look, between you and me, we both know whoever set Mr. Rico up knows his routes and I know I didn't have a damn thing to do with it. So in reality, you must know something.
GOTCHA
Don't come at me like that just because you heard some shit! Who the fuck do you think you are?
GOLDIE
I'm just a faithful hustler trying to get mine.
GOTCHA
Faithful hustler? You're nothing but Rico's bitch. You'd wipe his ass if he told you to. See that's where we're different. I'm never gonna be anybodies bitch and you, you'll always be somebody's bitch. You'll never be a boss like me.
GOLDIE
A boss like you? Please. In what
lifetime?
GOTCHA
You'll see. I'm a take over all this. I'm a be the next Mr. Rico around here.
GOLDIE
So you got your whole little plan worked out already huh?
GOTCHA
I'm still working on it. You should come fuck with me. I'm a be way bigger than this motherfucker.
GOLDIE
You did that shit didn’t you?
GOTCHA
I told you already I didn’t have shit to do with it. You done with your interrogation yet? I got something to do.
GOLDIE
Well it can wait. You’re my bitch right now.
EXT. MR. RICO'S BACKYARD - NIGHT
Mr. Rico is sitting in his backyard on a picnic bench smoking a blunt.
A pitbull is tied to a thick, medal, steak in the ground with a chain for a leash, a safe distance from the picnic table; the dog is barking viscously.
Sophia opens the backdoor to their house from the inside.
SOPHIA
Goldie and Gotcha are here to see
you.
Goldie and Gotcha come out to the backyard and approach Mr. Rico. Mr. Rico stays on the bench.
GOLDIE
What's up boss man?
MR. RICO
What's up Goldie? What's up with you Gotcha?
Goldie sits on the bench at the opposite end of Mr. Rico.
GOTCHA
Shit.
MR. RICO
What's wrong with you?
GOTCHA
Nothings wrong with me, why?
MR. RICO
Sit your ass down then and stop acting like you've never been here before.
Gotcha sits across from Goldie. Mr. Rico passes the blunt to Goldie.
MR. RICO (CONT'D)
So where you been lately Gotcha?
GOTCHA
I've been around.
MR. RICO
You haven't been around here. Seriously, what you been doing?
GOTCHA
Same as you. Trying to get some quick money.
MR. RICO
Is that right? Word around is you've been trying to get you some quick money long before I was out.
Goldie reaches across the table to pass Gotcha the blunt. Mr. Rico puts his hand out to the blunt and shakes his head. Goldie gives Mr. Rico the blunt.
GOTCHA
What do you mean?
Mr. Rico hits the blunt.
MR. RICO
You know what the fuck I'm talking
about.
Gotcha looks at Goldie. Goldie pays him no mind.
MR. RICO (cont'd)
What are you looking at him for? This conversation's between me and you.
Gotcha is silent. Mr. Rico takes a deep hit of the blunt.
GOTCHA
Look I got something I got to do. So if you just wanted me here to blame somebody, I'm not the one.
Gotcha gets up.
MR. RICO
You aren't going anywhere. Sit the
fuck down.
Gotcha starts to walk to the back door. Mr. Rico looks at Goldie.
MR. RICO
Do you believe this shit?
Mr. Rico hands Goldie the blunt, gets up and grabs Gotcha's shoulder to turn him around. Gotcha turns around and pushes Mr. Rico.
MR. RICO (cont'd)
Oh so you're a big boy now?
Mr. Rico punches Gotcha in the face. Gotcha holds his bloody nose and looks at his hand.
MR. RICO (CONT'D)
Let me tell you something Gotcha. You ain't shit! I thought you were down, but it turns out you're just the same kid we got off the block in his fucking diapers!
Gotcha swings his fists at Mr. Rico.
Goldie gets off the bench and approaches the situation.
Mr. Rico throws Gotcha to the ground.
MR. RICO (cont'd)
Who the fuck do you think you are? Give me that blunt.
Mr. Rico puts his hand out and Goldie hands Mr. Rico the blunt. Mr. Rico burns Gotcha with the blunt through Gotcha's t-shirt.
GOTCHA
Ahhhhh!
Mr. Rico releases Gotcha and Gotcha gets up off of the ground.
GOTCHA (CONT'D)
Fuck you! Who the fuck are you?
MR. RICO
I'm the man who tells you what to do!
GOTCHA
Oh yeah. Not any more.
Gotcha turns around to walk away again. Mr. Rico pushes him in his back.
MR. RICO
Didn't I tell you not to walk away from me?
Gotcha turns around.
GOTCHA
I don't know how many times I've got to tell you that I have somewhere to be!
MR. RICO
Where, where you got to be? You got another hustler to rob?
GOTCHA
I don't know what you're talking about.
MR. RICO
You know exactly what I'm talking about. It was you wasn't it? You were the one who set me up.
GOTCHA
I wouldn't do that to you.
MR. RICO
Then how come you didn't tell me you knew Dre?
GOTCHA
I don't have to answer to you!
MR. RICO
Unless you want me to bury you right here in my backyard you do.
GOTCHA
What if I did, huh? What are you
supposed to do about it?
MR. RICO
This is what I'm gonna do about it.
Mr. Rico pulls a gun out of his pants and points it at Gotcha.
MR. RICO (cont'd)
Get on your knees.
GOTCHA
What?
MR. RICO
Now!
Gotcha gets on his knees.
GOTCHA
Look Mr. Rico, it was nothing personal…
MR. RICO
See, that's where you got the game fucked up! It was very personal. What do you think Goldie? Should I shoot his dick off?
GOTCHA
Come on Mr. Rico. I'm just trying to get paid like everybody else.
MR. RICO
That's funny. I was just thinking about giving you a raise too. I mean you deserve it right? You've been so good to your boy and all that.
Mr. Rico pulls the trigger.
GOTCHA
Ahhhhhh!
Gotcha falls to the ground.
FADE TO BLACK
MR. RICO FIRES TWO MORE SHOTS.
EXT. MR. RICO'S VEHICLE - NIGHT
Mr. Rico is driving down a dark and lonely, two-lane road. Goldie is sitting quietly in the passenger seat.
Mr. Rico turns his headlights off and pulls over to the side of the road next to a heavy brush area.
Mr. Rico leaves his engine on as he and Goldie hop out of the vehicle.
Mr. Rico opens the trunk.
Gotcha is lying in the trunk with bloody towels underneath him.
MR. RICO
Damn. He's a bleeder.
GOLDIE
Yeah he is.
Gotcha looks extremely weak, but still breathing. He can barely speak.
GOTCHA
Don't let me die like this.
They take Gotcha out of the trunk and roll him on the side of the road down a shallow slope.
MR. RICO
I hope your guardian angels are watching over you.
Mr. Rico and Goldie get back in Mr. Rico's vehicle and drive off into the darkness.
INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY
Gotcha is lying on a hospital bed asleep with IV's hooked up to him and blood pumping into his body.
Gotcha wakes up to the three Agents dressed in suites and dark glasses standing at his bedside.
AGENT SILVA
Gotcha? We have several pending warrants for your arrest.
GOTCHA
What? What's going on?
AGENT SILVA
Why don't you tell us? You can start by telling us who did this to you?
GOTCHA
I don't know. I just woke up here. I don't remember anything.
AGENT SILVA
Don't give us that bullshit!
Agent Silva removes his sunglasses.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
If it weren't for us you'd be dead by now! We know a lot more than you think. Now speak.
GOTCHA
How long have I been here?
AGENT SILVA
Who cares?
Agent Silva looks at the other two Agents standing in the room.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Anybody care?
Agent Silva gives his attention back to Gotcha.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Didn't think so. Fuck your crippled ass! What we want to know… is all about Mister Rico?
Gotcha starts to protest, but does not get one word out of his mouth.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Now, before you start to answer. I
just thought I'd let you know exactly what it is we're offering you.
GOTHCA
I don't want to know.
Agent Silva turns to Agent 1 with his hand out.
AgeNT SILVA
Paperwork?
Agent 1 hands Agent Silva a stack of paper. Agent Silva flips through the paperwork.
AGENT SILVA (CONT'D)
Here we are. Wow.
Agent Silva smiles and then again looks at Gotcha.
AGENT SILVA(CONT'D)
You've been putting in a lot of work haven't you? Looks like you're looking at ten, twenty years judging by these records.
GOTCHA
Ten to twenty years? You're lying, get the fuck out a my room!
Agent Silva steps to Gotcha’s bedside and makes eye contact with him.
AGENT SILVA
Lying? Let me tell you something, you fucking scumbag. I wouldn't even waste my time thinking of a lie for you!
GOTCHA
Just get out! Get the fuck out!
Agent Silva briefly raises his hands in surrender.
AGENT SILVA
No problem. But believe me, we'll be touch.
Agent Silva puts his hand in his inner coat pocket and takes out a business card.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Oh, and here's my card in case you change your mind. I mean after all, you didn't even hear our offer.
The other two Agents leave the room first.
Agent Silva is last to exit the hospital room. Agent Silva turns around.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Have a wonderful morning.
Agent Silva grins at Gotcha.
Agent Silva lets the door close behind him as he walks out.
Gotcha lets his head drop back onto his pillow and looks at the ceiling.
GOTCHA
Fuck!
EXT. GOLDIE'S Vehicle - DAY
Mr. Rico sits in the passenger seat of Goldie's car as they drive down the street.
MR. RICO
Thanks for coming through. Shit's been getting real rough for me lately.
GOLDIE
Tell me about it. I would a known we were gonna run into a problem like this I'd a stashed a little more cash. Ooh look at that honey.
A sexy dressed female walks down the street. Goldie turns the radio up.
GOLDIE (cont'd)
Hey sexy!
Mr. Rico turns the radio down.
MR. RICO
Man I’m not tripping off no females right now and you shouldn't be either. What the hell are you thinking? These bitches want money, something you currently don't have.
Goldie stops at the stop sign. The woman crosses in front of Goldie's car. A car honks at the women going through the intersection.
CAR
Woooo! Damn girl!
The car continues through the intersection.
GOLDIE
See you're wrong. These bitches out here want anything they can get; dick, ice cream, candy, food stamps, child support, whatever they can get their hands on.
Mr. Rico laughs.
MR. RICO
You're right. But your ass still needs to keep that mind on the money.
Goldie steps on the gas.
GOLDIE
Oh believe me, that's my number one priority. Where you think we're going right now?
A car passes them by.
MR. RICO
I know, where the fuck are we going?
INT. GOTCHA'S APARTMENT - DAY
Mr. Rico and Goldie are in a bottom floor apartment of a multiple story, run down building.
An OLD LADY across the hall peeps out of her door with the chain hooked still hooked.
Goldie rams the old door with his shoulder enough times to bust it down. Goldie and Mr. Rico enter the apartment searching it manically.
Mr. Rico is throwing worthless shoeboxes on the ground out of the closet.
Goldie is on the other side of the room throwing items out of drawers.
MR. RICO
Jackpot.
Goldie looks at Mr. Rico who is holding up two handfuls of jewelry standing in front of the closet.
GOLDIE
Damn.
Goldie hurries over to Mr. Rico.
MR. RICO
Grab the whole shoebox.
Goldie grabs the shoebox and Mr. Rico tosses the jewelry back into it. The two finish searching the rest of the shoeboxes.
GOLDIE
What else this motherfucker got?
They quickly ransack the rest of the place looking for more quick money.
Goldie opens the drawer next to the bed and finds a fat, folded stack of money. Goldie looks at Mr. Rico, who is not paying attention and quickly shoves the money into his pocket.
MR. RICO
Come on, let's go.
Gotcha and Mr. Rico exit the apartment and hurry down the hall.
The nosy Old Lady is still peeping out of her slightly cracked door, with her safety chain hooked.
OLD LADY
Hey! Hey what are you doing over there! You don't live there!
Mr. Rico and Goldie go by the Old Lady without showing her any attention.
OLD LADY (cont'd)
Hey! Get back here!
They open the black gate and exit the enclosed apartment building.
INT. ROSA’S HOME – DAY
Rosa is cleaning up her house, listening to music when her doorbell rings.
rosa
Who is it?
mr. rico (o.s)
It’s me Mama. Rico.
Rosa puts her cleaning rag down and unlocks her front door. Rosa opens her door and gives Mr. Rico and Sophia a hug.
rosa
How are you two doing?
mr. rico
We’re good Mama. How have you been?
rosa
Never been better. Have a seat.
Rosa begins walking to the couch in the living area. Mr. Rico and Sophia follow.
mr. rico
We can’t stay too long.
Mr. Rico takes out a piece of jewelry he got from Gotcha’s place, and puts it around Rosa’s neck.
mr. rico (cont’d)
I just came by to give this to you.
Rosa feels the jewel around her neck.
rosa
It’s beautiful Rico. But how…
mr. rico
No questions. It’s just a gift from me to you to let you know I’ll always be there. No matter what.
rosa
Is something wrong?
mr. rico
Of course not.
rosa
You would tell me wouldn’t you?
mr. rico
You’d be the first to know.
rosa
Cause your Daddy was just like you. Running these streets, getting that quick money. I just hope you learn what kind of damage quick money can do before it’s too late.
Mr. Rico kisses him Mother on the cheek.
mr. rico
I’ll be fine Mama. Don’t worry about me.
INT. HOSPITAL - DAY
The Agents' come barging through the front doors of the hospital like they own the place.
The FRONT DESK NURSE tries to stop them.
FRONT DESK NURSE
Excuse me you can't just barge in
here like that.
Agent Silva flashes his badge without slowing down or even looking at her.
They make their way around the corner and down the hall where Gotcha is being nursed.
There is a guard (Rob) standing at Gotcha's door.
When Agent Silva opens the door, they find an empty hospital bed with the sheets tossed and hospital gown on the floor.
AGENT SILVA
Shit! He's gone!
Agent Silva turns around to his partners.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Search the perimeter! Now!
The Agents spread out.
Agent Silva approaches the guard who was supposed to watch Gotcha.
AGENT SILVA (CONT'D)
Where the fuck were you when he got away you piece a shit?
Rob stands firm with his hands folded into each other staring straight ahead.
ROB
Standing right here.
AGENT SILVA
Well. Did you see anything?
ROB
Nope.
AGENT SILVA
You truly are a piece of shit aren't you? This is fucking pathetic!
Agent Silva starts to walk away.
ROB
I don't work for you.
Agent Silva turns around and walks back up to the Guard.
AGENT SILVA
I don't give a fuck who you work for. When I give you an assignment, you work for me. Understand?
Agent Silva looks at his nametag and puts his finger on it.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
What the fuck does that say? Dumb fuck.
Agent Silva puts his finger down.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Now get the fuck out a here before you really piss me off!
ROB
Excuse me, but if you put any part of your body on me again…
AGENT SILVA
What? What's the little fucking rent a cop gonna do? That's what I thought pussy.
Agent Silva turns his back and the Rob strikes him with his maglight so fast and hard he knocks Agent Silva unconscious.
Rob slips into Gotcha's hospital room and closes the door behind him.
ROB
Hurry up and get out a here.
Gotcha comes from the closet fully dressed.
GOTCHA
Are they gone?
ROB
Yeah, hurry up.
Rob peeks out the window from inside the room and sees nurses rushing to assist the unconscious Agent Silva.
ROB (CONT'D)
Shit. The nurses' are by the door.
GOTCHA
I thought they were gone?
ROB
They are. I got an idea.
FADE OUT
FADE IN
GOTCHA COMES OUT OF THE HOSPITAL ROOM WITH THE GUARD'S UNIFORM ON. HE CASUALLY WALKS PAST THE NURSES WHO ARE ASSISTING AGENT SILVA.
Gotcha continues down the hallway as nurses, doctors, and agents run right by him.
Gotcha turns the corner of the hallway and disappears.
EXT. GOTCHA'S APARTMENT - DAY
Rob's old car purrs loudly as it pulls up in front of Gotcha's apartment building.
Gotcha opens the squeaky car door.
GOTCHA
Thanks. I really appreciate this.
Gotcha steps onto the sidewalk and slams the heavy car door.
ROB
Oh I'll know when you put that money in my hand.
Gotcha does not respond to his comment as he limps off.
ROB (cont'd)
You're still gonna pay me right.
Gotcha turns around.
GOTCHA
Of course.
Gotcha walks through the same black, gated, door Mr. Rico and Goldie just left not too long ago.
Rob drives off.
INT. GOTCHA'S APARTMENT BUILDING - DAY
Gotcha makes his way down the hallway and the same nosy, elderly woman peeks out of her door from across the hall. She keeps the chain hooked.
Gotcha stops at his door with his key in hand and looks at the nosy, elderly woman. She quickly shuts her door.
As soon as Gotcha approaches his door he realizes someone has been here.
Gotcha sees his shoeboxes tossed out of the closet and starts throwing them around looking for the jewelry.
Gotcha goes to the drawer by his bed looking for his money. He ransacks the drawer throwing everything out of it.
GOTCHA
Fuck!
Gotcha sits on his bed in a thinking position.
Gotcha leaves his apartment and goes to the nosy, elderly woman's door. He knocks loudly. The Old Lady takes no time to answer her door. She opens it up with the chain dangling across her face.
OLD LADY
Can I help you?
GOTCHA
Yeah, you see anybody around my apartment earlier?
OLD LADY
Which one's yours?
A man passes behind them in the hallway.
GOTCHA
You know which one's mine. Did you or didn't you?
OLD LADY
It depends.
GOTCHA
So you did see somebody? What'd they look like?
The Old Lady starts to shut her door. Gotcha puts his hand on the door to keep it from closing.
GOTCHA (cont'd)
Okay, okay. What do you want?
The Old Lady opens up her door again.
OLD LADY
I want some money.
GOTCHA
How much you talking about?
OLD LADY
A g at least.
GOTCHA
A g? What? I'll give two hundred dollars cash right now.
OLD LADY
Two hundred? I'm not going to risk my life for no shitty ass two hundred dollars.
The Old Lady slams her door in his face and the deadbolt clicks locked.
Gotcha walks back to down the hallway toward his apartment and punches the wall.
GOTCHA
Damn!
EXT. STORE PARKING LOT - DAY
Charles and Kandice shut their car doors and proceed down the aisle of the parking lot toward the front of the grocery store.
Cars pass slowly through the parking lot.
CHARLES
Do you have the list?
Kandice holds a piece of paper out.
KANDICE
Yep.
CHARLES
Now you're in charge of it so we can't forget anything and most of all, you can't lose it.
KANDICE
I won't Uncle Charles.
Charles spots Rosa coming down the same parking lot isle with a shopping cart full of groceries. Charles approaches her.
CHARLES
Rosa, how are you?
Rosa stops pushing her cart and looks up at Charles.
ROSA
Oh, I didn't even notice you.
KANDICE
Hi Rosa.
ROSA
Hey little one. What's your name?
KANDICE
Uncle Charles told me never to talk to strangers.
ROSA
Well it's too late for that, you
all ready said hi to me didn't you?
KANDICE
Yeah.
Kandice looks up at Charles.
CHARLES
Go ahead, you have my permission.
Kandice looks back at Rosa.
KANDICE
My name's Kandice.
ROSA
Kandice. What a beautiful name.
KANDICE
Thank you.
CHARLES
So how have you been?
ROSA
Fine. You?
CHARLES
Besides missing my son, I'm fine.
ROSA
Don't start that with me.
KANDICE
You know his son?
ROSA
What do you know about Charles' son?
KANDICE
I saw a picture of him when he was
a baby.
ROSA
Oh really?
KANDICE
Yeah. But Uncle Charles says he's all grown up now.
ROSA
That's right. What else did your Uncle Charles tell you about his son?
cut to:
INT. ROB’S VEHICLE – DAY
Rob sits in the driver side and Gotcha is seated in the passenger side of the vehicle. Rob’s car is parked directly behind the vehicle Charles, Rosa, and Kandice are talking in front of.
gotcha
That’s my necklace around that old bitch’s neck.
rob
What are you talking about?
gotcha
That’s one of the necklaces somebody stole out a my apartment.
rob
I told you I’m not down with fucking with old people.
gotcha
We’re just gonna follow her. See where she’s going. That’s it.
cut to:
EXT. STORE PARKING LOT - DAY
KANDICE
And his name is Rico and Uncle Charles wants to see him, but it's a long story.
Rosa chuckles.
ROSA
What about you, do you want to meet Rico?
Charles cannot help but to notice the way Gotcha is staring at Rosa. Charles studies the two of them.
KANDICE
Yeah.
ROSA
Well let me make some phone calls and I'll see what I can do.
KANDICE
Promise?
Kandice looks at Rosa with a big smile on her face.
ROSA
I can't make any promises, but I can try.
KANDICE
Try as hard as you can, please.
ROSA
I'll do my best.
CHARLES
Thank you Rosa.
ROSA
I'm not doing it for you. I better be on my way. You two have a nice day.
Rosa starts pushing her cart to her car.
KANDICE
Thank you. Bye.
Kandice waves.
ROSA
Bye.
Rosa waves back at Kandice.
charles
There’s been a change in plans. Come on let’s get in the car.
CUT TO:
INT. ROB’S VEHICLE – DAY
GOTCHA
There they go. Come on.
Rob tries to start his car, but fails the first try.
gotcha (cont’d)
Start this piece a shit.
rob
Shut your ass up. At least I got a car.
Rob attempts to start his car again. It starts.
INT. CHARLES’ VEHICLE – DAY
Kandice sits anxiously in the passenger seat as Charles follows behind Rob and Gotcha, who are following Rosa.
kandice
Where are we going?
charles
Just sit tight and don’t ask any questions.
Kandice raises her head, trying to look out the windshield.
charles (cont’d)
And sit back.
Kandice sits back in her seat.
int. rob’s vehicle – day
Gotcha peers in his side view mirror.
gotcha
I think this old man’s following us.
rob
So what do you want me to do about it?
gotcha
Just keep driving.
Gotcha takes out a handgun.
rob
What are you gonna do with that?
gotcha
Don’t worry about it.
rob
Put that shit away. You’re paranoid.
gotcha
Don’t tell me what to do.
rob
This is my fucking car. I’ll say whatever I want.
Rosa stops at an intersection. Rob is busy arguing with Gotcha and slams his car into the back of Rosa’s vehicle.
int. charles’ vehicle – day
Charles quickly puts his car in park.
charles
Get on the floor and don’t move an inch until I get back.
kandice
But…
Charles reaches under his seat and discreetly tucks his pistol so Kandice cannot see it.
charles
Now’s not the time for questions. Just do it.
Kandice does as she is told. Charles gets out of the car.
ext. street – day
Charles approaches the driver side of Rob’s vehicle with his pistol in hand.
Pedestrians watch from afar.
Rosa exits her vehicle.
charles
Rosa, get back in the car!
rosa
Why? What’s going on?
charles
Trust me on this.
Rosa gets back into her car.
charles
Get out of the car.
Rob gets out of the car while Gotcha stays put.
CHARLES (CONT’D)
You deaf? I said get out of the car!
Gotcha gets out of the car and points his handgun at Charles from across the trunk.
gotcha
Put the gun down old man.
mr. rico (o.s.)
You put it down!
Gotcha and Charles look in the direction of the voice and see Mr. Rico standing there with a gun pointed at Gotcha.
Charles puts his gun on Rob.
Gotcha drops his gun.
mr. rico (cont’d)
What the fuck are you doing following my Mama?
gotcha
Your Mom? Why does everybody think we we’re following this old lady? Can I drive down the street?
mr. rico
I was watching your sneaky ass. I’ve been following you since you left the grocery store.
Rosa gets out of her vehicle.
mr. rico (cont’d)
Get back in the car Mama.
rosa
I’m not going anywhere until somebody tells me what’s going on.
gotcha
Tell her Rico. Tell how you robbed my place. And how about where you got that necklace.
mr. rico
You better shut the fuck up.
rosa
What’s he talking about Rico? Did you steal this necklace? Is that why these boys’ are following me?
mr. rico
Mama, I told you. Get back in the car.
rosa
And I told you I’m not going anywhere until you tell me what’s going on.
mr. rico
Why don’t you tell me what’s going on? You can start by telling me who this man is your hanging around. Maybe he’s the reason these boys’ are following you.
Mr. Rico keeps the gun pointed at Gotcha while he questions his Mother.
rosa
If it weren’t for this man I could have been dead by now! Matter of fact, if it were for this man you never would have been here!
mr. rico
What are you talking about?
rosa
I’m talking about your Father Rico. This man is your Father.
mr. rico
Get back in the fucking car now!
Gotcha gets back in the car.
mr. rico (cont’d)
You too! Get the fuck in the car!
Rob gets back in the driver seat.
mr. rico (cont’d)
Now get the fuck out a here! Drive!
Rob drives off and Mr. Rico rests his gun next to his thigh. Mr. Rico looks at his Mother disappointingly and heads to his car.
Rosa goes after him.
rosa
Rico wait!
Mr. Rico turns around.
mr. rico
Wait for what? So you can tell me some more shit I don’t want to hear! What are you gonna tell me next?
rosa
Rico please. I didn’t mean for you to find out like this. I was just waiting for the right time to tell you.
Mr. Rico gets into his car.
mr. Rico
What makes you so sure that time would ever have come?
Mr. Rico drives off in a rage.
Kandice peeks over the seat at Mr. Rico as he drives away.
INT. MR. RICO & SOPHIA'S Home - NIGHT
Sophia is in the living area sitting on the couch with her nightclothes on.
Mr. Rico enters through the front door and takes a seat on the couch next to Sophia.
SOPHIA
How was your day?
MR. RICO
I met my Pops.
SOPHIA
What? That’s great Papi.
MR. RICO
What’s so great about it?
SOPHIA
I mean, haven’t you always wondered about him?
MR. RICO
Yeah when I was a boy without a Daddy, of course. But not now. Not anymore.
SOPHIA
So what happened? How’d you meet him?
MR. RICO
I’d rather not talk about okay. It’s just gonna piss me off.
SOPHIA
Give it shot. Everybody deserves a second chance.
Mr. Rico gets up and throws the remote control against the wall.
MR. RICO
Fuck him! He don’t deserve shit! Not from me, not from my Mama, nobody! Get your ass in the room!
SOPHIA
What?
MR. RICO
You heard me. I said get your ass in that room.
Sophia gets off the couch and goes into the bedroom.
INT. MR. RICO’S / SOPHIA’S BEDROOM – NIGHT
Mr. Rico straddles Sophia on the king-size bed and takes his aggression out sexually.
INT. MR. RICO’S / SOPHIA’S BEDROOM - NIGHT
Sophia and Mr. Rico lie side by side in the bed. Mr. Rico looks at Sophia. Sophia looks back at Mr. Rico.
mr. rico
I need something from you.
Sophia
Anything.
mr. rico
Don’t say anything unless you really mean it.
sophia
Well what is it?
mr. rico
I need you to contact your Uncle Carlos for me.
sophia
Rico, we’ve discussed this and…
mr. rico
I know, but only until I get us back on our feet. That’s it I promise.
Sophia
You know how I feel about promises.
The two finish Sophia’s sentence in sync.
sophia / mr. rico
You break your promise you break your trust.
EXT. PRIVATE LANDING STRIP/WAREHOUSE - DAY
A compact size, private airplane swooshes down onto the landing strip in the middle of nowhere next to an old, open, warehouse.
Mr. Rico, Sophia, and Goldie stand near the entryway a short distance from the landing strip.
The plane touches ground and releases the stairway.
SAMMY and LENNY come down the stairway wearing tailored suits and dark sunglasses. Lenny stands at the bottom while Sammy starts to pat down Goldie.
Sophia's UNCLE CARLOS comes down the stairs with a loose-fitted, button up shirt, a blazer, relaxed khaki's and casual shoes.
Sammy moves on to pat Mr. Rico down.
Carlos removes his sunglasses as he walks to the end of the stairway. Two more men exit the plane behind Carlos, one carrying a black duffle bag.
CARLOS
SAMMY no need for that. They are la familia ay.
Carlos puts his arms out with a big smile on his face as he greets Sophia and Mr. Rico.
CARLOS (cont'd)
Ay, mi amor. Como has estado mija?
SUBTITLE: My love. How have you been?
SOPHIA
Bien, bien Tio Carlos. Que paso?
SUBTITLE: Good, good Uncle Carlos. What's been going on with you?
CARLOS
Nada.
Uncle Carlos turns slightly to acknowledge Mr. Rico and rests his hand on Mr. Rico's shoulder.
CARLOS (cont'd)
You didn't tell me you were bringing a friend. You know I don't like those kind of surprises.
MR. RICO
Oh he's cool.
CARLOS
With all due respect, I'm going to have to ask you to excuse your friend.
Mr. Rico turns to Goldie and hands him the keys.
GOLDIE
I'll be in the car.
Goldie exits the warehouse.
CARLOS
So mi amigo, como estas?
Subtitle: How are you my friend?
MR. RICO
I'm all right Carlos. How about yourself?
CARLOS
You know me, same thing. So you
treating my niece right Mr. Rico?
MR. RICO
Of course, I would be a fool not to.
CARLOS
That's good because I will slice your private area like it was smoked sausage if you were not.
Mr. Rico and Sophia follow Carlos as he starts walking into the huge opening to the warehouse with his entourage a safe distance away, who observe the surroundings at all times.
CARLOS (CONT'D)
So what do you think of my hideout?
SOPHIA
I never knew you had property in
America Uncle Carlos.
CARLOS
Yes. You know in this business you never know where you may need to go. I like to keep at least one hideout in five different Countries.
Carlos stops inside the warehouse and turns around.
CARLOS (CONT'D)
Just to be safe. (Pause) So Mr. Rico, I hear you want to get on board with the big boys ay?
MR. RICO
Yes sir.
Sophia gives Mr. Rico a questionable look.
MR. RICO (cont'd)
Only until I get back to my usual self.
CARLOS
Yes of course, I can understand that. Sophia, why don't you take a little walk while we discuss our business?
SOPHIA
No problem Uncle Carlos.
Sophia gives her Uncle Carlos a kiss on the cheek before walking away from their conversation.
Carlos puts his hand up to his entourage letting them know they may stay in their current position. Carlos continues to guide Mr. Rico further into the warehouse as they pace themselves.
CARLOS
You know you have a lot of potential Mister Rico I have a nose for people
like you.
MR. RICO
Is that right?
CARLOS
I knew the first time I met you what
you did for a living. And I knew
something even more important than
that.
MR. RICO
That I was a good man for your niece?
CARLOS
No. That you are good at what you do.
Mr. Rico and Carlos stop at a table and Carlos whistles for the man with the duffle bag.
The man begins to walk toward Carlos.
CARLOS (cont’d)
You're just what I've been looking for Mister Rico.
MR. RICO
Really? What's that?
CARLOS
An American with some balls.
The man with the duffle bag places it on the table.
Carlos snaps his fingers.
CARLOS (cont'd)
Cigar.
The man digs in his inner coat pocket, opens a cigar box and puts it out to Carlos.
CARLOS (cont'd)
How would you like to become my number one American transporter?
MR. RICO
I'm honored Carlos, but I promised
Sophia I wasn't going to get too deep into this.
CARLOS
Cigar?
Carlos' assistant holds out the cigar box to Mr. Rico.
MR. RICO
No thank you.
The man tucks the cigar box back into his inner coat pocket. Carlos lights his cigar.
CARLOS
Suite yourself. So you're telling me, you're going to turn down the deal of a lifetime, for Sophia.
MR. RICO
I just don't want to get caught up in something I can't get out of.
CARLOS
Mr. Rico. This is Uncle Carlos you're talking to. I will make sure you have no problems. You ever want to get out, it can happen. I can make you this promise Mr. Rico, you take care of my niece, and I will make sure you are always taken care of. Whatever you need, it will be done.
Carlos takes a puff of his cigar.
MR. RICO
No disrespect Carlos, but I'm gonna have to talk to Sophia about this.
CARLOS
What, and break your promise. I love Sophia to death, but let me tell you something about women. They will not be convinced once their mind is made up. Why don't you show her, prove to her that her life will improve? Once you do that, she'll forget all about that little promise you made.
Carlos takes a brick of cocaine out of the duffle bag, lays it on the table and slices it open with his knife, leaving cocaine residue on the blade.
Carlos sniffs some cocaine off the blade and wipes the powder off his nose.
CARLOS (cont'd)
Awe. Nothing like pure coca ay? Here, try it out.
Carlos holds the knife to Mr. Rico.
MR. RICO
I'm cool. I don't mess with that stuff.
CARLOS
Stuff? This is 100% pure cocaine, doesn't get any better than this my friend. First lesson in this business, you must always test the product.
Mr. Rico is convinced and holds one nostril shut as he sniffs a little cocaine off of the knife.
Carlos gives Mr. Rico a friendly smile.
MR. RICO
Don't tell Sophia about this,
she'll flip.
CARLOS
No worries my friend. So do you think you can handle this wonderful career opportunity?
MR. RICO
That's a lot a coke Carlos.
CARLOS
Come on, you can do it. Have faith in yourself huh. Hey, it's not like I'm giving you a time limit. The faster you get the money, the bigger your cut will be. Do we have a deal?
Carlos puts his hand out to Mr. Rico. Mr. Rico hesitates, but does shake his hand.
MR. RICO
Deal.
INT. MR. RICO & Sofia's Home - DAY
Mr. Rico and Goldie chop up the cocaine bricks and put them in small, individual bags at Mr. Rico's kitchen table.
GOLDIE
This is that real money right here.
MR. RICO
Hell yeah. We're about make major paper off this.
Goldie makes a small line and sniffs it.
MR. RICO (cont'd)
What the hell are you doing?
GOLDIE
What?
Goldie wipes powder off his nose.
MR. RICO
This is strictly money right here, no fucking around.
GOLDIE
Come on, you can't sell this shit without doing a little. Fiends come at all hours around the clock and if I'm going to be out in them streets all night I'm a need
something to keep me going.
MR. RICO
If I'd a known you were a dope fiend, I wouldn't even a got this shit.
GOLDIE
Shut that shit up you know I'm not a dope fiend. Come on just do one line with me. It won't hurt.
Mr. Rico looks in the living area where Sophia usually is and looks back at Goldie.
MR. RICO
You know I don't get down like that.
GOLDIE
You're my boss I can't let anything happen to you. Where would that leave me?
There is a moment of silence.
GOLDIE (cont'd)
Just roll up a joint and you'll be cool.
MR. RICO
All right, but just this once. And if
Sophia finds out, I might have to kill you. Goldie makes Mr. Rico a line.
GOLDIE
She isn't going to find out.
Mr. Rico sniffs the line.
INT. PAWN SHOP - NIGHT
Gotcha walks into the pawnshop and the bell on the door knocks itself against the glass.
An older white man dressed in a tucked in, flannel button up shirt, and jeans is walking from behind the counter sorting through his key chain.
CLERK
Sir, we're actually just about to close.
Gotcha stands by the door.
GOTCHA
Come on man it's still early. And I already know what I want.
The Clerk stands still.
CLERK
All right hurry it up I have somewhere to be.
The Clerk walks back behind the counter. Gotcha points to a gun in the glass counter.
GOTCHA
Let me get that glock right there.
The gun clerk takes it out and sets it on the counter.
CLERK
This is a beauty here.
The gun clerk turns around to ring him up.
CLERK (cont'd)
Now all I need is your permit and to see your…
The Clerk turns back around and Gotcha has a different gun pointed at the Clerk's head.
CLERK (cont'd)
I.D.
The Gun Clerk puts his hands up.
GOTCHA
Gimme all your money and jewelry.
Now!
The Clerk begins shuffling the cash register drawer, grabbing all his money out of it.
The Clerk turns around and puts the money on the counter.
GOTCHA (CONT'D)
Jewelry. Gimme your fucking jewelry!
CLERK
Whatever you want, just don't shoot.
The Clerk grabs as much jewelry as he can and puts it on the counter.
GOTCHA
Get on the floor!
The Clerk lies on the floor.
Gotcha sets his gun on the counter and shoves as much money and jewelry as he can into his pockets.
Gotcha picks up his gun and the gun lying on the counter. Gotcha places the guns in his waistband and leaves the store in a hurry.
EXT. DOWNTOWN STREET - NIGHT
Gotcha continues to limp down the dark, cold, street with his hands in his pockets and hood on his head.
[Click, click].
Gotcha feels the barrel of a gun on the back of his head and hears a voice with a heavy Jamaican accent.
MICKEY
Hands up!
Gotcha puts his hands up.
GOTCHA
Look man I don't even have shit. You're robbing the wrong dude.
MICKEY
Shut up pussy! Give me everytang muda fucka.
GOTCHA
I told you I aint got shit.
MICKEY
Turn aroun'!
Gotcha turns around with his hands still up.
GOTCHA
Awe, what's up man?
Mickey's hair has thick dreadlocks.
Gotcha and Mickey give each other a friendly hand gesture.
MICKEY
You toght I was going to get you ey mon?
Mickey laughs.
GOTCHA
No I was gonna get you, that's what was gonna happen.
Gotcha keeps a straight face.
MICKEY
What happen to you mon?
Gotcha looks at Mickey.
GOTCHA
What do you mean?
MICKEY
You walk funny.
Gotcha looks straight again.
GOTCHA
Oh yeah, my girl, you know, we been at it.
MICKEY
Like dat? You have a rough one aye? Where Mr. Rico? I got a message for him from Uno.
GOTCHA
Oh he's not around. You want me to give it to him? I'm probably gonna see him tonight.
MICKEY
Yeah give dis to him for me.
Mickey puts a note in Gotcha's hand.
MICKEY (cont'd)
Make sure he get dat. It's important.
Mickey releases the note from his hand.
GOTCHA
No problem. You can always count on me. I got you.
MICKEY
See ya 'round mon.
GOTCHA
Yeah. See you around.
Gotcha watches Mickey leave his sight and opens the note.
EXT. LIQUOR STORE - NIGHT
Time flies as Mr. Rico and Goldie stand on the corner collecting cash and serving dope fiends one after another.
Mr. Rico and Goldie take turns sniffing cocaine on top of the newspaper box next to them.
Mr. Rico and Goldie continue with their business until the sun rises.
INT. ELEGANT WOMEN'S CLOTHING STORE - DAY
Sophia primps in the mirror inside the dressing room; she models outfit after outfit checking herself out.
Sophia exits the dressing room and approaches the counter with several outfits. Sophia places the outfits on the counter. The WOMAN behind the counter starts to ring Sophia up.
WOMAN CLERK
Did you find everything okay?
SOPHIA
Yes, thank you.
The Woman rings up the last item.
WOMAN CLERK
And your total comes out to be seven hundred, twenty-two dollars and eleven cents.
Sophia takes out a wad of cash and removes the rounded off dollar amount. Sophia places the money on the counter and grabs her bags.
The Clerk finishes the transaction and gives Sophia her change.
SOPHIA
Thank you.
WOMAN CLERK
Thank you.
The Clerk smiles as Sophia leaves the store and puts her sunglasses on.
EXT. PUBLIC PARK - DAY
Gotcha sits nervously waiting on a park bench in an upscale part of town; he is wearing a black hoody, jeans and a beanie.
There are people walking everywhere and cars driving on all four sides of the park.
Gotcha observes his surroundings.
People are walking their dog.
Others are jogging, biking, or roller blading solo or with a partner.
A light man casually dressed takes a seat next to Gotcha and sets a black backpack on the ground.
Gotcha watches the man cautiously.
PARK DEALER
Who are you?
The Park Dealer takes a white handkerchief out and blows his nose.
GOTCHA
Who are you?
PARK DEALER
What's ya name?
GOTCHA
Mister Rico. You?
PARK DEALER
You got it Mr. Rico?
GOTCHA
Yeah I got it.
PARK DEALER
Well where the hell is it? I don't see anything.
GOTCHA
When I see the product I'll gladly hand it over.
PARK DEALER
Uno didn't tell you much about me did he?
The Park Dealer smirks.
PARK DEALER (cont'd)
See Mr. Rico, you aren't getting shit until I see the money.
GOTCHA
All right, I can show it to you.
PARK DEALER
Yeah, that would be nice.
The Dealer observes his surroundings.
Gotcha puts his hand in the inside of his coat. He quickly pulls out a gun and shoots the Park Dealer faster than the man could blink.
Birds scatter into the sky from the trees.
Gotcha grabs the backpack and runs toward a scattering crowd of people.
Gotcha notices two men running after him wearing street clothes: jeans, hoodies, and tennis shoes. They have walkie-talkies to communicate with each other.
Gotcha continues running through people.
Gotcha reaches the sidewalk and Agent Silva pulls up next to him in a large, black, four-door sedan.
AGENT SILVA
Something told me I might find you around here. Get in.
Gotcha hesitates to get in the car.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Come on get in. Promise I won't bite.
Agent Silva smiles showing off his coffee and cigarette stained teeth.
GOTCHA
Shit.
Gotcha gets into Agent Silva's car.
FADE OUT
FADE IN
INT. AGENT SILVA'S VEHICLE - DAY
AGENT SILVA
Good choice. Thought you were gonna kill yourself for a second there.
Agent Silva laughs as he races down the street.
GOTCHA
Believe me it was an option.
AGENT SILVA
Sassy today are we? Bad day at the office?
Agent Silva laughs at his own joke. Gotcha looks at Agent Silva disgusted.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Agent Silva by the way.
Agent Silva puts his hand out. Gotcha looks at his hand and then back up at his face. Agent Silva takes his hand back.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
I can understand that.
Agent Silva pulls over to the side of the road.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Get out.
GOTCHA
What?
AGENT SILVA
Get the fuck out a my car! You want to be a hard ass I can be a better one.
Gotcha looks in his rear view mirror and sees the men from the park running around the area.
GOTCHA
All right. Help me get out of here and we'll talk.
AGENT SILVA
Now we're talking.
Agent Silva pulls off the curb in a hurry.
Agent Silva's walkie-talkie speaks.
AGENT 1 (v.o.)
We've got another phone call here from the man inside. How's Gotcha coming along?
Agent Silva picks up his walkie-talkie and speaks back.
AGENT SILVA
He's coming along just great. He's sitting in the car with me as we speak.
INT. MR. RICO'S HOME - DAY
Goldie is sleeping on Mr. Rico's couch.
Mr. Rico sits in his living room half awake talking to Uno on the phone.
MR. RICO
How you been?
UNO (V.O.)
How I been? You rip my man off and ask me how I been?
MR. RICO
What? What the fuck are you talking about?
UNO (V.O.)
Mickey give ya boy da recipe and you fuck it up!
MR. RICO
What? Who'd he give it too?
UNO (V.O.)
I don't give a fuck who he give it too. You da one dat fuck it up.
MR. RICO
Shit! Look Uno, it must've been Gotcha. He's the only one who Mickey would've given it to and he's already out the game.
UNO (V.O.)
I don't give a fuck! He your boy. He break it, you fix it.
MR. RICO
I knew I should've killed that motherfucker.
UNO (V.O.)
Handel dat.
Uno hangs up the phone Mr. Rico hangs up the phone.
MR. RICO
Fuck.
Mr. Rico leans over Goldie and shakes his shoulder.
MR. RICO (CONT'D)
Goldie. Goldie wake your ass up.
Goldie starts to wake up.
MR. RICO (cont'd)
Get up we got shit to do.
GOLDIE
Come on let me sleep.
MR. RICO
It's almost two o' clock get the fuck up. We got to handle some business.
GOLDIE
All right, all right. Shit.
Goldie sits up on the couch and wipes his eyes.
EXT. GOLDIE'S VEHICLE - DAY
Goldie pulls up to the liquor store to drop Mr. Rico off.
MR. RICO
Call me when you find Gotcha.
Mr. Rico gets out of the passenger side of the vehicle and shuts the door.
GOLDIE
I will.
Goldie drives off.
A fidgety man approaches Mr. Rico right away with money in his hand.
FIEND
I been waiting for you for a while man.
Mr. Rico takes the man's money as he walks to his spot and gives the Fiend his product.
The Fiend walks away.
Fiends continue approaching Mr. Rico as he hands out cocaine like candy.
INT. AGENT SILVA'S HOME - DAY
Agent Silva opens the front door to his house and walks inside with Gotcha closely behind.
Agent Silva shuts the door behind Gotcha and locks it.
Gotcha observes Agent Silva's house.
Agent Silva walks to his bar area.
AGENT SILVA
Have a seat.
Agent Silva goes behind the bar and gets out a bottle of whiskey. Gotcha sits at the bar.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Drink?
GOTCHA
Yeah, what else you got?
AGENT SILVA
Name it.
GOTCHA
Grey Goose.
Agent Silva gets a bottle of Grey Goose out and places it on the counter.
AGENT SILVA
Straight?
GOTCHA
Yeah.
Agent Silva puts a shot glass on the table and fills it with Grey Goose.
GOTCHA (cont'd)
I never thought cops made enough money to get a place like this.
Agent Silva takes a shot of whiskey and follows it with an evil laugh.
AGENT SILVA
Who said I was a cop?
Gotcha takes a shot.
GOTCHA
You did. Agent Silva right?
AGENT SILVA
The keyword in that sentence is agent. Anyone can be an agent. Car dealers are agents, loan agents, real estate agents, special agents. You got me?
Agent Silva pours another shot for himself.
Agent Silva pours Gotcha another shot.
GOTCHA
So what do you do then?
AGENT SILVA
The same thing as Robin Hood. Except I keep the riches for myself.
GOTCHA
So what do you want from me?
AGENT SILVA
Not what, who.
Agent Silva takes another shot.
INT. MR. RICO & Sofia's HOME - NIGHT
Mr. Rico barges in the front door looking overly worked and distressed.
Sophia is sitting on the couch.
MR. RICO
Goldie come by here?
Sophia gets off the couch and walks toward Mr. Rico who cannot stay still.
SOPHIA
No, why? Is something wrong?
MR. RICO
I don't know. He was supposed to come back to pick me up, but he never showed.
Mr. Rico's body language is anxious and he avoids eye contact with Sophia.
SOPHIA
Have you been doing coke?
MR. RICO
What? Woman you're crazy.
Sophia pulls Mr. Rico's body so he has to look at her.
SOPHIA
Look at me!
Mr. Rico looks at her.
SOPHIA (cont'd)
You are aren't you? I fucking knew it! I knew you couldn’t handle this shit!
MR. RICO
I'm looking for Goldie right now so get out a my face okay.
SOPHIA
Get out of your face? You come home to me with your eyes popping out of your head and you have the nerve to tell me to get out of your face!
MR. RICO
You don’t seem to mind. Your spending just as much money as I’m making! So try to come at me with no bullshit!
Mr. Rico heads back to the front door.
SOPHIA
Where are you going?
Mr. Rico opens the front door.
MR. RICO
I'm going to find Goldie.
SOPHIA
Rico if you leave…
Mr. Rico slams the front door.
EXT. GOLDIE'S VEHICLE - NIGHT
Goldie sits in the driver seat of his car listening to oldies with his windows cracked.
Goldie is slouched down, drugged up on cocaine, singing off key with the radio.
Goldie scoops up more cocaine in his pinky nail and sniffs it.
EXT. MR. RICO'S VEHICLE - NIGHT
Mr. Rico is driving around the neighborhood. The light ahead turns red. Mr. Rico stops his vehicle.
The walk signal turns to allow a pedestrian. Mr. Rico looks around to see neither a car nor a pedestrian in sight.
Mr. Rico lifts his center console, takes out a small bag of cocaine and sniffs some.
Mr. Rico hears someone tap on his driver side window; he turns to look and it is Agent Silva tapping his window with a gun.
Agent Silva is wearing dark sunglasses and black leather gloves; he briefly flashes a fake badge and waves his gun, motioning Mr. Rico to get out of the vehicle.
Mr. Rico pounds his gas pedal to the floor. Mr. Rico looks in his rear view mirror as he drives faster and faster down the street.
Agent Silva is not far behind.
Mr. Rico turns the corner hard and scrapes a car parked on the corner.
Agent Silva is still on Mr. Rico's tail.
Agent Silva catches up to the side of Mr. Rico's vehicle and motions him to pull over.
Mr. Rico keeps driving and Agent Silva slams his car against Mr. Rico's vehicle causing him to scrape against the vehicles parked along the sidewalk.
Mr. Rico slams on his brakes; Agent Silva passes Mr. Rico and slams on his brakes.
Mr. Rico makes a quick u-turn, hits the corner and keeps going.
Mr. Rico looks in his rear view mirror and does not see anyone; he turns another corner and punches his gas pedal.
INT. DRIVE-THRU - NIGHT
Agent 1 and 2 are ordering food at the drive-thru.
DRIVE-THRU SPEAKER
May I take your order?
AGENT 1
Yeah, let me get a number four…
Agent 1 turns to Agent 2.
AGENT 1 (cont'd)
What do you want?
Agent Silva's voice comes on the walkie-talkie.
AGENT SILVA (V.O.)
You two better be at Rico’s.
Agent 1 picks up the walkie-talkie.
AGENT 1
We're out getting a bite to eat right now boss.
AGENT SILVA (V.O.)
Well get your sorry ass’s back there you fucking good for nothing bastards!
DRIVE-THRU SPEAKER
Anything else?
The Agents ignore the voice on the speaker.
AGENT 1
We're on him boss.
AGENT SILVA
Hurry it up! And if he’s not there, that’s your ass!
The Agents speed past the drive-thru window.
INT. MR. RICO'S HOME - NIGHT
Sophia wakes up in her bedroom to Mr. Rico throwing clothes in a suitcase.
SOPHIA
Rico what are you doing?
MR. RICO
A cop just tried to run me off the road. Get up and get your shit.
SOPHIA
What? What are you talking about?
MR. RICO
Don't ask questions right now, just do what I say.
Mr. Rico continues to pack.
Sophia gets out of bed and throws a pair of sweats on.
SOPHIA
You're scaring me Rico.
MR. RICO
That's enough stuff let's go.
Mr. Rico grabs the luggage and leads Sophia out of the house.
INT. GOLDIE'S Vehicle - NIGHT
Goldie is still parked in the same place listening to radio commercials; his body is slouched low.
Gotcha opens the passenger side of Goldie's car, sits in the seat with the backpack from the park and closes the door.
Goldie's reaction is slow.
GOLDIE
Hey man where you been? I was driving around looking for you all night.
GOTCHA
I need a favor.
GOLDIE
What's that?
GOTCHA
Where's Rico getting this powder?
GOLDIE
You know I can't tell you that. Rico would kill me.
GOTCHA
I thought it was Mister Rico?
GOLDIE
What?
GOTCHA
Never mind. You tell me who, where, and when. And I'll give you something in return.
GOLDIE
There's nothing you can give me to fuck this up.
Goldie looks at his small bag of dope.
goldie (cont’d)
This is the purest shit I've ever met right here.
Gotcha opens the backpack and shows Goldie three bricks of cocaine.
GOTCHA
You can sniff all the coke you want and still have enough money to give Rico.
Goldie is silent for a moment.
GOLDIE
Is that the same shit?
gotcha
Does it matter? It’s free coke.
Just like old times. You got my back. I got yours.
EXT. MR. RICO'S VEHICLE - NIGHT
Mr. Rico is in the driver seat and Sophia, in the passenger seat. Mr. Rico races down the street with nervous sweat glistening off of his skin.
SOPHIA
So tell me what happened.
MR. RICO
I don't know what's going on, but we have to get somewhere safe.
Mr. Rico constantly glances in his rear view mirror.
SOPHIA
Like where?
MR. RICO
We'll get a room outside a town for now and figure it out there. Then we have to go see your Uncle to drop off this money.
SOPHIA
What about Goldie? Did you find him?
MR. RICO
Just stop asking me all these questions all right! Everything's going to be fine, just calm down.
SOPHIA
Calm down? You're the one wired off coke not me! This is the last time you and my Uncle will ever meet. I can't be with you like this.
MR. RICO
Don't tell me what I can and can't do! I'm the boss in this relationship and don't ever forget it!
SOPHIA
Fuck you!
Sophia crosses her arms and looks out the passenger window.
INT. HOTEL ROOM - DAY
Mr. Rico sits in a chair while Sophia is asleep in the bed.
Mr. Rico makes a call with his cell phone; the other end rings.
MR. RICO
Come on Goldie pick up.
GOLDIE (V.O.)
Hello.
MR. RICO
Goldie, everything cool? Where you been?
GOLDIE (V.O.)
Out here getting money.
MR. RICO
Did you find Gotcha?
GOLDIE (V.O.)
Gotcha? Uh, no I couldn't find him.
MR. RICO
You all right? You don't sound too good.
GOLDIE (V.O.)
Yeah. Yeah I'm fine. Just a little tired.
MR. RICO
I'm going to meet up with Sophia's Uncle tonight. You got all the money?
GOLDIE (V.O.)
Yeah I got it.
MR. RICO
All right meet me at the spot in an hour.
GOLDIE (V.O.)
I'll be there.
Mr. Rico hangs up the phone.
EXT. PRIVATE LANDING STRIP/WAREHOUSE - NIGHT
Mr. Rico and Sophia wait patiently for Carlos to exit his plane.
Mr. Rico is holding the same duffle bag Carlos gave him with the cocaine in it.
Sammy and Lenny exit the plane first, then Uncle Carlos, then his last two men.
Uncle Carlos approaches Mr. Rico and Sophia with a smile on his face.
CARLOS
I'm glad to see you again Mister Rico.
MR. RICO
You too Carlos.
CARLOS
And my beautiful niece, how are you? Has Rico showed you the life you see in your dreams?
SOPHIA
Something like that.
CARLOS
Is everything all right? Is Rico treating you well?
SOPHIA
Everything's fine.
CARLOS
Are you sure?
SOPHIA
I'm sure.
CARLOS
Then you don't mind waiting outside do you?
SOPHIA
I'll wait in the car.
Sophia walks toward the exit.
Mr. Rico and Carlos walk further into the warehouse.
Mr. Rico and Carlos stand at the table.
CARLOS
Do you have my money?
Mr. Rico hands Carlos the duffle bag. Carlos sets it on the table and opens it.
CARLOS (cont'd)
Is this all of it?
MR. RICO
Every dollar.
Carlos zips the bag back up and lifts it off of the table.
CHARLES
I don't mean to rush you, but I have to get back to Colombia for another business matter.
MR. RICO
It’s cool.
Mr. Rico grabs his bag and walks beside Carlos toward the exit of the warehouse. As they approach the entrance three, black, four-door sedans slam on their brakes right outside of the entrance.
Agent Silva is first to hop out of his car and the other two Agents quickly follow. They stay behind their opened doors and point their guns at Carlos, Mr. Rico and the rest of Carlos' crew.
These agents do not have loud microphones; they use only their voice.
AGENT SILVA
Drop the bags and hands up! Weapons on the ground!
Everyone does as they are told.
UNCLE CARLOS
What the fuck is this?
MR. RICO
I was just gonna ask you the same
question.
AGENT SILVA
Everybody keep your hands up where I can see them!
Agent Silva and his crew make their move into the warehouse.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Turn around and walk to the wall!
Everyone faces the wall and does as they are told.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Place the palms of your hands on the wall!
One of Uncle Carlos' men spontaneously takes a shot at Agent 1. The bullet grazes Agent 1's arm and just as fast; Agent Silva shoots Uncle Carlos' man killing him on the spot.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Anybody else feel like being brave
today?!
Agent Silva holds his gun ready to shoot as he and his crew keep walking toward Uncle Carlos' men.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Legs apart, palms against the wall!
The Agents line up behind the fugitives evenly so that they cover them all. The Agents stand three full arm lengths behind them.
MR. RICO
You got a warrant?!
AGENT SILVA
Shut the fuck up Rico! Everybody on the ground! Face down, arms and legs spread!
Everyone instructed lies on the ground, except Mr. Rico. Mr. Rico turns around with his hands up.
MR. RICO
What the fuck makes you think my names Rico?
AGENT SILVA
I know everything about you Rico. By the way where's that little slut you’re always hanging around? I might want to have a little fun with her before you go.
Agent Silva and his team laugh sarcastically.
MR. RICO
Before I go? Where's your warrant?
Where's your badge? I want to see it.
AGENT SILVA
Well it's a little late for that Mr. Rico. Besides, I don't need a warrant. You dumb fucks already gave me what I came for.
MR. RICO
What the fuck are you talking about?
AGENT SILVA
Isn't it obvious Mr. Rico. You of all people should know there's always going to be somebody out there who's a little hungrier than you. Now lay the fuck on the ground like your friends here before I kill you first.
Mr. Rico gives him a dirty look and lies on the ground.
Agent Silva walks over to the cash and cocaine on the table. Agent Silva opens the cocaine and puts his finger in it; he tastes it. Agent Silva tosses the duffle bag at Agent 2.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Go put this shit in the trunk.
Agent 2 exits the warehouse.
FADE OUT
FADE IN
AGENT 2 WALKS OVER TO ONE OF THEIR VEHICLES AND POPS THE TRUNK OPEN AS GUNSHOTS ARE FIRED INSIDE THE WAREHOUSE.
[Click, click]. Sophia holds a gun to the back of Agent 2’s neck.
SOPHIA
Don't you fucking move. Put your hands up, leave the trunk open and step back.
Agent 2 does as Sophia says.
SOPHIA (cont'd)
Make any sudden moves and I'll blow your fucking head off. Now put your hands down, walk back to the warehouse and keep your
mouth shut.
Agent 2 continues to follow Sophia's instructions. The two of them approach the entrance of the warehouse.
Sophia takes advantage of Agent 2's size and hides behind him.
All of Carlos' men have already been shot dead; all except Mr. Rico, Carlos, and Sammy remain on the ground untouched.
Agent Silva takes another gun out of his waist and fills it with a new clip.
AGENT SILVA
What the fuck took you so long? You're just in time for the grand finale.
Agent 2 stays silent and continues to walk toward Agent Silva.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
What the fucks wrong with you? You can't speak now?
Sophia spots a discreet hiding place, as the two get closer to Agent Silva, Sophia shoots Agent 2 in the back of his head and tucks behind a pile of large crates.
Agent Silva and his crew begin shooting in her direction.
Sophia stays hidden, ducking behind anything she can.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Shoot the rest of them! I want everybody dead!
Agent Silva directs Agent 1 as he follows the shooter, firing single shots in Sophia's direction.
Sophia continues to dodge bullets and duck behind crates.
Sammy pulls a hidden gun out of his pant leg and aims it at Agent 1; Agent 1 kills Sammy before he has a chance.
Agent 1 shoots Carlos.
Sophia comes out of her hiding place with a machine gun shooting rapidly. Sophia makes her way toward Mr. Rico.
Sophia shoots Agent 1; he falls to the ground.
One of Sophia's bullets hit Agent Silva.
Agent Silva shoots Sophia. Sophia falls next to Mr. Rico.
Agent Silva stands over Sophia with his gun dangling in his hand.
AGENT SILVA (CONT'D)
I should have known it was you. Stupid bitch.
ext. outside warehouse - day
Agent Silva walks tiredly to his car.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
You can come out now!
Agent Silva grins.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
You fucking pussy.
Agent Silva looks in his car and sees no one.
Agent Silva rushes to the still wide-open trunk, only to see it empty. Agent Silva throws his pistol like a baseball.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Shit, shit, shit!
Agent Silva looks to the deserted road, but there is nothing in sight.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Fuck!
Agent Silva slams the trunk of his car shut.
AGENT 1
Silva! Silva don't leave me here!
Agent Silva hears someone crying for help from inside of the warehouse. Agent Silva walks back to the warehouse.
Agent Silva walks up to Agent 1 who is dripping in blood. Agent Silva kneels down to Agent 1’s side.
AGENT SILVA
You know that sorry piece a shit Gotcha stole my fucking money?
AGENT 1
Help me. I need a doctor. Please take me with you.
Agent Silva shows no regard to his fellow Agent. Agent Silva picks up a gun lying next to the wounded Agent, and observes it.
AGENT SILVA
Hey you got a cigarette? I've really been craving one lately.
Agent 1 is falling weaker.
AGENT 1
Please don't do this to me.
Agent Silva stands up and looks down at the injured Agent.
AGENT SILVA
I'm sorry man. I can't help you. I
mean, what good are you now?
Agent Silva cocks his pistol back and points it at Agent 1.
AGENT 1
Don't do this to me please. I'm beg…
Agent Silva kills Agent 1 and then stands with his arms in the air looking at the ceiling. Agent Silva shoots his gun in the air while he turns in a clockwise motion.
Agent Silva shoots until his clip is empty. Agent Silva clicks his empty gun two more times and then throws it.
Agent Silva begins to walk to the bright opening leading outside.
MR. RICO
Where are you going?
Agent Silva stops and turns around.
Mr. Rico is barely sitting up against the wall in a bloody mess, pointing a gun at Agent Silva.
Agent Silva applauds with an evil smile on his face.
AGENT SILVA
Look at you, you fucking cunt. You're practically dead and still you just can't resist can you? Look around you Rico. Everybody’s fucking dead! Even your precious little bitch.
Mr. Rico stays in position with his eyes narrowed.
Agent Silva puts his arms up.
AGENT SILVA (cont'd)
Well, are you going to shoot me or just sit there and listen to me talk shit?
Mr. Rico shoots Agent Silva in the chest three times, causing him to collapse onto the floor and die.
CARLOS
Good shot.
Mr. Rico looks over at Carlos who is very weak, lying in his own blood.
Mr. Rico relaxes his arms and lets them fall to his side.
MR. RICO
Thanks. You know you're my role model.
Mr. Rico smiles at Carlos.
Carlos smiles back at Mr. Rico just before he completely fades out of life.
Mr. Rico brushes his hand on Sophia’s head.
mr. rico
I’m sorry Sophia. I never meant to hurt you.
Tears silently fall from Mr. Rico’s eyes.
Sophia starts to wake up. She opens her eyes and looks at Mr. Rico.
MR. Rico (cont’d)
I want you to do something for me.
Mr. Rico coughs up blood.
Sophia starts to cry.
sophia
Rico no! You’re not going anywhere! You hear me!
mr. rico
Tell my Mother I love her. And tell Charles.
Mr. Rico coughs up more blood.
mr. rico (cont’d)
I love him too.
sophia
You’re not going anywhere! We have baby to raise Rico!
mr. rico
A baby?
Mr. Rico tries to smile.
sophia
Yes. A baby. I’m pregnant Rico you can’t leave me! Not now!
mr. rico
I’ll see you in heaven. I love you.
Mr. Rico’s body slouches to his death.
sophia
No! Please don’t go! I need you!
Sophia cries in agony.
FADE OUT
FADE IN
EXT. LIQUOR STORE - DAY
Gotcha stands in front of the liquor store with Rob and two unknown men. The four trade turns slipping cocaine to dope fiends one after another.
A straggly WOMAN comes up to Gotcha with black, nappy hair in a tiny ponytail. She has no make-up on and looks very distressed wearing worn, ripped clothing and no shoes on her feet.
The WOMAN is pushing a baby, no more than 18 months old, in an old beat up stroller.
The WOMAN scratches her head behind her ear.
WOMAN
Can you spot a sister this one time? I gotta feed my baby.
GOTCHA
Who's problem is that?
Gotcha pays little attention to the woman as another dope fiend gets his fix.
WOMAN
Come on man. We like brother and sister, you gonna do your sister like that? Just this once I promise I won't ask no more.
GOTCHA
Sister? You ain't my sister. Matter a fact, get the fuck out a here before I call the nasty bitch patrol on your ass.
Gotcha's boys' serve a few more knocks.
WOMAN
Oh you gonna do a sister like that? Please, I'm begging you.
Gotcha calmly lifts up his t-shirt to flash the gun behind his belt.
GOTCHA
I said get the fuck out a here.
WOMAN
All right.
The woman digs in her pocket.
WOMAN (cont'd)
I might got something.
The woman brings out crumpled ones and change. She begins to unfold the money and count her change.
WOMAN (cont'd)
One, two, three, four…
The Woman starts counting her change.
GOTCHA
Man, get the fuck out a here and go feed your baby with that shit!
The woman digs in her other pocket, anxiously taking out more dirty one-dollar bills.
WOMAN
I got more. Here, here's nine dollars. I know you can spot me that one-dollar. I'll pay you back I swear.
The Woman holds out the money with both hands.
GOTCHA
Didn't I tell you to get the fuck out a here! Don't make me tell you again.
WOMAN
Fuck you then I'll take my business somewhere else.
The Woman walks away, pushing her stroller.
GOTCHA
You do that.
Goldie approaches Gotcha's crew wearing dirty, tattered clothing and his hair looks as if it has not been tamed in years, neither his facial hair.
Goldie deals with one of Gotcha's boys' and tries to leave unnoticed.
Gotcha sees Goldie.
GOTCHA (CONT'D)
Goldie is that you? Long time no see, how you been?
GOLDIE
All right. I’m doing all right.
GOTCHA
You don't look too good. Let me see what they hooked you up with.
Gotcha shows Goldie the baggy of cocaine.
Gotcha takes the cocaine from Goldie.
goldie
Hey I paid for that.
GOTCHA
Here let hook it up for you.
Gotcha digs in his pocket, takes out a bag of dope double the amount Goldie originally had and places it in Goldie's hand.
GOTCHA (cont'd)
For old times.
Goldie looks at Gotcha with confusion.
GOTCHA (cont’d)
You know how we use to get down. We go way back. I got you. You should already know that.
GOLDIE
All right. Thanks.
Goldie admires the powder and walks away.
Another knock comes to buy dope off of Gotcha's crew.
INT. ALLEY - DAY
Goldie sits leaned up against the wall in the alley. The alley is lonely except for a few bums.
GOLDIE
He hooked it up fat.
Goldie picks up a piece of newspaper and dumps the white powder onto it. He makes a line. A FIEND approaches Goldie.
FIEND
Where'd you get that?
Goldie guards his dope.
GOLDIE
Back up. This is my shit.
The Fiend stands there watching Goldie. Goldie sniffs the line and shakes his head.
FIEND
Is it some good shit or what?
Goldie starts foaming at the mouth, his body shakes and then he dies.
The Fiend looks around before searching Goldie's pockets and coming up empty-handed.
The Fiend kicks Goldie and walks away.
EXT. LIQUOR STORE - DAY
A new car with black tinted windows and rims pulls up to Gotcha's corner and keeps their car idling.
The driver window rolls down and Charles shows his face. Charles has aged slightly and has more facial hair.
CHARLES
Aye youngsta. How you living on these streets?
Gotcha steps away from his crew and approaches the car.
GOTCHA
Cool, cool. You need something old man?
CHARLES
You don't remember me do you?
Gotcha takes a second to ponder.
GOTCHA
Can't say that I do.
CHARLES
I got a little business proposition for you.
GOTCHA
What makes you think I'm interested? I got my own people.
CHARLES
What if I said I guarantee you, my people can handle you better.
GOTCHA
Look. I don't need nobody to handle me, I can handle myself. So why don't you get your old ass out a here before I have my people, handle you.
CHARLES
At least let me introduce him to you.
The back window starts to roll down. It is the Park Dealer who Gotcha shot.
The man puts his tommy gun out of the window and starts shooting rapidly.
Gotcha tries to run.
GOTCHA
Oh shit!
Gotcha's crew scatters. Gotcha is hit in the leg and falls to the ground.
The Park Dealer stops shooting. One of Gotcha's friend's is shot dead; the rest got away.
Gotcha looks at the car window the man was shooting from. The gun is still out the window.
PARK DEALER
Remember me?
Gotcha tries to get to his feet. Before he has the chance to get up more shots are fired, killing him on the scene.
A stack of cash is sticking out of Gotcha's jean pocket.
Charles drives off.
The same Fiend that watched Goldie die walks by and grabs the money out of Gotcha’s pocket.
INT. ROSA'S HOME - DAY
Charles walks into Rosa's house with a jug of milk and hangs up his hat and coat.
Rosa approaches him and Charles hands Rosa the milk.
ROSA
What took you so long?
CHARLES
The store over here didn't have any milk so I had to go down to the grocery store.
Charles walks into the kitchen behind Rosa.
Rosa goes to the stove.
Kandice is sitting at the kitchen table with a fork in one hand and spoon in the other, both standing straight up.
There is a baby sitting in a high chair at the kitchen table.
KANDICE
You weren't being bad were you Uncle Charles?
CHARLES
In this world Kandice, sometimes you have to be bad.
Charles gives Rosa a kiss on her cheek.
The doorbell rings. Charles opens the door and Sophia walks in.
sophia
Sorry I’m late. I had to stay after work to finish up some things.
Sophia and Charles make their way into the kitchen.
charles
No problem. Sophia’s here.
kandice
Hi Aunty Sophia.
Sophia goes to her baby and starts to get him out of his high chair.
sophia
Hi Kandice.
rosa
Stay for dinner. I’m just finishing up.
sophia
I can’t stay tonight. I have to get home and get some sleep. Next time I promise.
Sophia picks her baby up into her arms.
kandice
Can I give Rico a kiss before he leaves.
sophia
Of course you can.
Kandice gets out of her chair and gives baby Rico a kiss and then sits back down.
sophia (cont’d)
Thanks for watching him. I’ll be by tomorrow.
rosa
Are you sure you can’t stay for dinner?
sophia
I wish I could.
Sophia walks toward the front door.
sophia (cont’d)
Thanks again.
rosa
Anytime.
Sophia exits the house.
EXT. Liquor Store - DAY
The police and detectives surround the crime scene at the liquor store.
There are red and blue lights flashing as more cop cars and ambulances approach the crime scene.
The entire area is blocked off with yellow tape.
A DETECTIVE and a COP walk over to Gotcha's lifeless body and kneel down.
The Detective observes Gotcha's body without touching him.
The Detective stands up again, takes a pair of latex gloves out of his pocket and begins to put the first one on.
DETECTIVE
These people never get enough do they?
The Detective pops his second glove on.
FADE TO BLACK
THE END
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