The Craving
A Screenplay by JR Parz
Special contributions by Trent Wolf & Why Now.
FADE IN
EXT. UPPERCLASS SUBURBAN NEIGHBORHOOD - LATE EVENING
"The CRAVING" PROLOGUE WRITTEN BY JR PARZ
It's a damp dark drizzly evening when off in a distance
there's a pair of headlights, coming from an automobile.
The automobile turns the corner onto a side street, slowly
making its way up the street until it comes to a stop along
the curb.
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INT. FRONT SEAT - AUTOMOBILE - LATE EVENING
SUZI STERLING, an attractive young woman in her early
thirties, appears nervous and fidgety as she turns on the
interior lights. She's dressed in a long overcoat. She
pulls down the visor mirror to check her make-up, reaches
for her lipstick to do a quick touch-up and then glances
over at the house.
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EXT. FRONT SIDE - UPPERCLASS HOUSE - LATE EVENING
The lights are off inside the house... in addition to the
outside light on the porch.
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EXT. DRIVER'S SIDE - AUTOMOBILE - LATE EVENING
Suzi steps out of the car. She's wearing high-heeled shoes.
CAMERA FOLLOWS as she walks around the car and up the
driveway, making loud clicking noises due to her high heeled
shoes, and then stumbles momentarily as she passes the garage.
EXT. FRONT DOOR - UPPERCLASS HOUSE - LATE EVENING
When Suzi reaches the front door, she is just about to
knock, but something stops her and instead she decides to
stand there and wait. Moments later the light from the
front porch comes on and CHRIS BARNES opens the door. He's
dressed in dark slakes and a white tee-shirt. Note: He
looks a bit muscular. Chris gazes down at her as if he's
scrutinizing her.
CHRIS
(slightly angry)
You're late.
2.
SUZI
(nervous)
I... I'm sorry.
CHRIS
Why?
SUZI
I had to wait until Phil fell
asleep. I... I came as soon as I
could.
CHRIS
I was just about to give up on you.
SUZI
(looking fearful)
Please... I'm sorry. Can I make
it up to you?
CHRIS
(sighs)
Well... I guess since you're here
you might as well try.
Suzi walks into the home... Chris closes the door behind her.
CUT TO:
INT. LIVING ROOM - CHRIS'S RESIDENCE - LATE EVENING
Note: There's minimal amount of light inside the living room.
Suzi walks straight into the living room before stopping in
the center. Chris slowly walks around her, as if he's
inspecting her... and then takes a seat on the couch. He
reaches over and turns on a nearby lamp providing extra light.
CHRIS
(emotionless)
Well?
Suzi opens her overcoat, exposing her naked breasts... and
then pulls the coat off her shoulders and allows the coat to
slide down her body and pool around by her feet.
Note: The CAMERA captures this from the back, providing the
viewer an erotic shot of her naked backside... her coat
pooled around her high heeled shoes.
CHRIS (CONTINUED)
(smiles)
That's a start.
3.
Suzi takes a step closer.
CHRIS (CONTINUED)
No!
(pauses)
Since you were late I had time to
reflect and remember a time when
you used to flaunt that sexy body
of yours around the fitness
center... remember?
(pauses to look at
Suzi's blank stare)
I bet you never thought you'd find
yourself standing naked before me
like this, did you?
SUZI
(whispers)
No.
CHRIS
(raising his voice)
Speak up... I can't hear you.
SUZI
(louder)
No.
CHRIS
(smiling)
Why Suzi? Why in the hell would
you stand before me in nothing
other than your birthday suit,
desperately wishing for me to fuck
you?
SUZI
(downcast eyes)
I... I don't know. I... I
suppose I've fallen in love with you.
CHRIS
(chuckling)
Love? Not hardly. Love has
nothing to do with what you're
feeling tonight.
SUZI
(growing more aroused)
I... I don't understand.
Chris smiles as he watches Suzi fidget, clearly growing more
aroused by the second.
4.
CHRIS
(smiling)
You're here in the middle of the
night... away from your hubby...
because of your new craving.
SUZI
(confused)
My craving...?
CHRIS
(still smiling)
Yes, Suzi... a craving that
continues to grow ever so strong.
Suzi can no longer control herself and starts kneading her
breasts... before her right hand moves down to her groin.
SUZI
(pleads)
Please...
CHRIS
(smiling)
Please, what?
SUZI
Take me...
CHRIS
(smirking)
Sure, Suzi...
(pauses)
But first you need to make it up to
me, remember?
Suzi walks over to Chris, drops down to her knees in front
of him... reaches for the zipper of his fly.
CAMERA ANGLE FROM BEHIND as Suzi lowers her head over
Chris's crotch as she proceeds to make it up to him.
FADE OUT.
ROLL CREDITS
FADE IN:
EXT. CITY - EVENING
BASED ON THE INTERNET STORY, "TALES
FROM THE CLUB", CREATED
& WRITTEN BY TRENT WOLF
5.
PAN a metropolitan city... then an affluent neighborhood.
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EXT. SIX STORY - BROWNSTONE - EVENING
A black porsche drives up a long drive way and stops by the
valet station. There's a young woman (appearing college age)
dressed in a short black skirt and tight white blouse.
DOMINIC DARKE steps out of his car and smiles at the young
woman, who appears nervous and fidgety. Without saying a
word, Dominic hands her his keys.
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EXT. ENTRANCEWAY - BROWNSTONE - EVENING
MARK REDSON heads from the walkway towards Dominic.
MARK
About time you showed up.
Dominic turns to the man addressing him and smiles, then
turns back to watch the young woman drive away in his porsche.
DOMINIC
(smiling)
She's surprisingly young...
MARK waits for Dominic to join him on the walkway where they
shake hands.
MARK
Her name is Jillian... From what
I'm told she's some congresswoman's
daughter.
DOMINIC
(smirking)
Did the congresswoman piss someone
off?
MARK
(chuckling)
Given she was plucked right out of
Harvard, apparently so.
MARK and Dominic walk towards the entrance where there's
stone steps in front of double doors.
DOMINIC
They here?
6.
MARK
Yeah, Warren arrived last night...
Chris this morning.
As they reached the door, a doorwoman greets them with a
smile. She's very beautiful and fills out her uniform
wonderfully.
DOORWOMAN
Good evening Mr. Dominic... Mr.
Redson.
Without breaking their stride, they smile at the lovely
doorwoman and proceed to the foyer and then down a long
tiled hallway. Expensive works of art outline the walls,
along with turn of the century furniture.
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INT. BAR - BROWNSTONE - EVENING
Dominic and Mark make their way into the bar.
MARK
Hey, I see Dave Sanders. I need to
talk to him for a second.
DOMINIC
Sure, I'll meet you at the bar. Do
you want your usual?
MARK
Thanks.
MARK heads off to talk with Dave. Dominic heads towards the
bar. Along the way some of the people wish him luck.
Dominic takes a seat at the bar and is immediately approached
by one of the female bartenders. Soon a couple of drinks
are sitting in front of him and it is then that he overhears
Patrick Wade telling a group of new members his favorite story.
PATRICK (OS)
Of course, the Pop Princess took me
up on my offer.
(pauses)
I mean, how could she refuse?
Dominic shakes his head with a grin as laughter erupts from
the group. At the same time, Mark joins him at the bar,
reaching for his drink.
MARK
What's the matter?
7.
DOMINIC
(still shaking his
head and grinning)
I swear... he must have told that
tale a thousand times.
MARK
(confused)
Huh? What story?
DOMINIC
Patrick Wade.
(pauses)
He's bragging again about that
blonde Pop Star he laid.
MARK
(smiles)
Well, I have to admit she is
someone to brag about. I mean, the
girl simply oozes sex appeal.
DOMINIC
(sighs)
I suppose so.
Dominic and Mark eventually head out the bar.
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INT. BILLIARDS ROOM - BROWNSTONE - EVENING
As MARK and Dominic enter the room, CHRIS BARNES is racking
for WARREN PRESCOTT, who was getting ready to break.
WARREN
(smirking)
There they are... we were getting
concerned.
(pauses)
We thought maybe you might forfeit.
DOMINIC
(smiles)
Not likely.
They all shake hands in greeting and then prepare for their
game.
8.
MARK
Hey, Warren... I saw you at the
Empire Hotel Friday evening with
two very lovely women. I was
especially impressed with that
spectacular brunette in the chic
business suit. Anyone we know?
WARREN
(smiling)
That would be Catherine St. John.
MARK
The attorney?
Warren nods his head 'yes' with a smile.
CHRIS
(smiles)
I just love attractive lawyers.
MARK
(smiles and chuckling)
Is she a colleague?
WARREN
(grins)
Something like that.
(pauses)
It's a long story.
DOMINIC
(smiles)
Oh, here we go again with another
tale.
(pauses)
Go ahead and tell us, Prescott...
I'm ready for something new.
MARK
(chuckles)
You'll have to excuse Dominic, he
just heard Wade's Pop Princess
story for the millionth time.
WARREN
(smiles)
Well, Dominic, I assure you that
this tale won't disappoint you.
(pauses)
It started with my meeting with Mr.
Bale about a week ago...
FADE OUT.
9.
FADE IN.
INT. SIXTH FLOOR - BROWNSTONE - EVENING
Warren Prescott patiently waits in a huge visitors lounge.
Mr. Bale has called him for a meeting and he's slightly
nervous from his summoning.
A very beautiful blonde woman appears. She is dressed
professionally and wears her hair up. He recognizes her as
Mr. Bale's personal secretary.
MR. BALE'S SECRETARY
Mr. Prescott, Mr. Bale will see you
now.
WARREN
(smiles)
Thank you.
Warren rises to his feet and follows the secretary into Mr.
Bales office.
CUT TO:
INT. MR. BALE'S OFFICE - SIX FLOOR - BROWNSTONE - EVENING
DAMIEN BALE is sitting behind his huge desk while a couple
of his ancient cronies sit in plush chairs in front of him.
All three of them are smoking pipes and sipping Brandy.
MR. BALE
Have a seat, Prescott.
(pauses)
I think you know everyone here.
WARREN
Yes sir... Thank you, sir.
Warren notices the empty chair and takes a seat. He nods a
respectful hello to the distinguished gentlemen sitting next
to him. They nod back, smiling.
MR. BALE
Tell me Prescott, do you remember
Niles Hawthorne?
WARREN
Mr. Hawthorne... Yes, sir.
10.
MR. BALE
Poor fellow passed away not too
long ago.
(paused)
Anyway, for some odd reason he
decided he needed to be married.
Now, his widow, under the advice of
her meddlesome attorney, has
decided to pursue Hawthorne's
membership. She seems to have the
amusing idea that she's entitled
despite our club policy preventing
female membership.
The two elderly men chuckled... along with Mr. Bale. Warren
joined in, nervously.
MR. BALE (CONTINUED)
Anyway, no woman... er... free
woman that is... has set foot in
this building in over one hundred
and fifty years, and I'll be damned
if I'm about to allow it to happen
now.
Suddenly it grew very quiet.
MR. BALE (CONTINUED)
(serious)
Prescott... I want you to use your
powers of persuasion and make this
problem go away.
WARREN
Absolutely, Mr. Bale.
MR. BALE
(smiles)
Excellent.
(pauses)
So, I trust you'll get right on it
then.
WARREN
Yes, sir.
MR. BALE
My secretary has a file for you on
the way out.
Warren took that to mean he was dismissed, so he got up...
nodded his head to everyone, and then left the room.
11.
As he approached the secretary, she was already holding up a
sealed envelope.
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INT. LIBRARY - BROWNSTONE - EVENING
Warren immediately walked over to take a seat... anxious to
see what was inside the envelope. He opened it up and
pulled out a picture of Mrs. Hawthorne. She looked to be in
her late twenties, was blonde and of course very beautiful.
She looked like one of those blonde California girls. He
then slid out a picture of the attorney, Catherine St. John,
and noted she was also very beautiful, but in her case,
stunningly so.
WARREN
(whispers as he gazes
at her picture)
So, Miss St. John... It appears
your days as a hot headed,
stubborn, man hating bitch are
numbered.
(pauses, then smiles)
I'm going to enjoy this assignment.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
INT. CONFERENCE ROOM - PRESCOTT'S LAW OFFICE - AFTERNOON
Warren stands up as CATHERINE ST. JOHN and AMANDA HAWTHORNE
enter his conference room.
Catherine St. John doesn't disappoint him. She's a classic
beauty with the requisite three S's. Stunning, Statuesque,
and Sultry. She has shoulder length wavy black hair and
behind her stylish wire rimmed glasses are dark flashing
brown eyes. She wore a tailored skirt and jacket, a sheer
black hose, and black pumps.
Amanda Hawthorne also looked incredible... even moreso in
person. She also sported the perfect tan which contrasted
nicely with her highlighted blonde hair. For the occasion,
Amanda was wearing a body hugging sleeveless white silk
jumpsuit, tailored perfectly to show plenty of cleavage, and
provided her onlookers with a generous pair of boobs. Her
earrings were huge and shiny and the necklace and bracelets
tinkled and clinked when she moved.
WARREN
(smiles)
Please, take a seat.
12.
CATHERINE
(with an air of upper
crust upbringing)
Good to finally meet you Mr.
Prescott.
(pauses)
This is my client, Amanda Hawthorne.
AMANDA
(nods)
Hello.
WARREN
I don't like to waste time. Why
don't we get down to the matter at
hand, shall we?
CATHERINE
(grins)
Gladly.
As they all find their seats, a very cute... and very young
legal assistant enters the room to take notes. Warren
notices the surprised look on Catherine's face.
WARREN
I understand that Ms. Hawthorne
wants to become a member of her
husband's male only members club.
Is that correct Ms. Hawthorne?
CATHERINE
(answers for Amanda)
That's right... and during this
meeting you will address me with
any questions.
WARREN
All right then. I'll get right to
the point. As the legal
representative for the club in
question, I have to ask you on what
basis Ms. Hawthorne believes she's
entitled to be a member to what is
essentially a private male only club.
CATHERINE
(arrogantly)
As the sole inheritor of her
husband's estate, Ms.
(MORE)
13.
CATHERINE (CONT'D)
Hawthorne is legally entitled to
all the benefits to which her
husband was afforded while he was
alive, and that includes memberships
to any clubs, private or otherwise.
(pauses)
And lets be perfectly clear, Mr.
Prescott. This so called males
only club has its share of females
inside of it.
WARREN
Those females you refer to are not
members... They're hired help,
just like you.
Catherine turned red with embarrassment before she looked
outright heated.
WARREN (CONTINUED)
Were you aware that Nigel Hawthorne
signed an agreement that
specifically spells out the terms
of his membership... and it clearly
states that in case of his death,
his membership becomes null and
void, and the membership cannot be
assumed by any member of his family.
CATHERINE
(still fuming)
No, I wasn't.
WARREN
I assure you, Catherine, this legal
document would hold up in any court.
CATHERINE
I'd like a copy of it, of course...
and please don't call me Catherine.
Only my friends call me Catherine.
(pauses... then smiles)
You can refer to me as Ms. St. John.
Warren paused a moment to stare at Catherine before he
nodded his head.
WARREN
Okay... I'll have my girl here
make a copy for you before you
leave.
(pauses to grin)
Ms. St. John.
14.
CATHERINE
I don't think there's anything more
to discuss until I've read the
contract, so I think it best that
we reschedule for a later date.
WARREN
(smiles)
Please... I have an idea.
(pauses until he has
captured both their attention)
It's late in the afternoon and more
than likely everyone is hungry. I
say we ride over to Suvari's and
discuss the contract over Pasta and
wine. You can read the contract on
the way to the Empire Hotel. It'll
be my treat.
AMANDA
(blurted out)
Suvari's! Are you joking?
(pauses)
That place is impossible to get into!
WARREN
(smiles)
It's not a problem.
(pauses a few beats
to stare into Amanda)
You'd like to go, wouldn't you,
Amanda?
AMANDA
(shakes head looking
momentarily confused)
I... Yes, I would like to go.
Amanda suddenly turns her attention to Catherine.
AMANDA (CONTINUED)
I would like to go to the Empire
Hotel for dinner.
CATHERINE
(suspiciously)
I don't recommend this.
15.
WARREN
(smiles)
I assure you, Ms. St. John...
everything is fine with the idea.
(turns to his assistant)
Call Mena and tell her we're on the
way... and tell Cameron to bring
the car around the front.
LEGAL ASSISTANT
Yes, sir... Right away, sir.
The legal assistant leaves the room.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
INT. BACKSEAT - LIMOUSINE - LATE AFTERNOON
Amanda is sitting next to Catherine and their both facing
Warren. Amanda has a smile on her face and divides her
interest between the scenery outside and stealing glances at
Warren.
Catherine, on the other hand tries to concentrate on the
documents, and notes with disgust at Amanda's behavior.
Warren also enjoys the scenery and occasionally glances over
at Amanda, catching her staring at him on more than one
occasion. He also notes Catherine's disgust in her client
and this pleases him.
AMANDA
(smiling flirtatiously)
My late husband used to have
business dinners at Suvari's, but I
was never invited.
Catherine's brown eyes glances up occasionally from behind
her sleek eyeglasses to look at Amanda... then over at
Warren... and back at Amanda. She notes Amanda's school
girl crush behavior... rolls her eyes... and goes back to
reading the contract.
WARREN
(smiling)
You will love the food.
AMANDA
(smiling flirtatiously)
You know, Mr. Prescott... You're
nothing like I imagined.
16.
WARREN
(smiles in response)
Would that be a good thing, Ms.
Hawthorne?
Amanda leans slightly closer, placing a hand on Warren's
knee cap.
AMANDA
(smiling and whispers)
Most definitely.
Amanda maintains her smile as she looks in Warren's eyes,
Warren stares back with a grin.
CATHERINE (OS)
I have some real concerns about
this contract, Mr. Prescott.
Warren releases eye contact with Amanda to look over at
Catherine. Catherine is glaring back at him.
WARREN
(maintaining his smile)
I assure you, Ms. St. John... I
will address every one of your
concerns over dinner.
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EXT. THE EMPIRE HOTEL - LATE AFTERNOON
Huge fancy looking building.
INT. SURVARI'S RESTAURANT - EMPIRE HOTEL - LATE AFTERNOON
A beautiful hostess leads Amanda, Catherine and Warren into
Survari's, prompting every male head to turn and glance at
him and his two companions. Warren notices Mark Redson
sitting at a table not far from him... dining with a very
beautiful girl who looked college age. Warren nods at Mark
knowingly.
Catherine, on the other hand, also takes in the scenery and
notes that there are no waiters, only waitresses, and they
are all young and beautiful.
CATHERINE
Tell me, Mr. Prescott... does the
club you represent have stock in
this place?
Warren chuckles, surprised at the comment.
17.
WARREN
Now, why would you ask such a
question, Ms. St. John?
CATHERINE
(sarcastically)
The hired help.
Warren chuckles and gives Amanda a wink. Amanda, who
appears oblivious of her surroundings, only has eyes for him
as she willingly slides into a booth to sit next to him.
Catherine slides into the seat directly across from them,
showing signs of disgust at the way Amanda is acting.
WARREN
(smiling)
Although the club has been known to
do their share of business with the
Empire Hotel, I can assure you that
they're seperate entities.
CATHERINE
(still sarcastic)
That might be the case, Mr.
Prescott, but they're certainly
reading from the same playbook.
Warren smiles, enjoying the spirited responses from Catherine.
A beautiful waitress is about to approach, but stops and
redirects herself elsewhere. Catherine notes this with
confusion.
WARREN
(smiling)
Ms. St. John...
Catherine turns her attention from the waitress back to
Warren, and suddenly something is different. Suddenly,
Warren is very attractive and she gazes into his eyes with
adoration. Then slowly, she removes her glasses and smiles
at him. Within seconds her breathing starts growing heavy
and without realizing it, she moves her right hand up her
body, grazing her protruding breasts, then along her neck,
and then her face. Then she suddenly realizes how strange
she is acting and quickly recovers, and glances around for
the waitress.
WARREN (CONTINUED)
(still smiling)
Are you ready to order, Ms. St. John?
18.
CATHERINE
(visibly flustered)
Ah... yes. I... I need something
to drink.
Quite suddenly, the waitress arrives... and much like every
other waitress inside the place, she's young and beautiful...
but this redhead appeared in her teens!
WAITRESS
(smiling)
Can I take your drink order?
CATHERINE
Yes... thank you. I would really
like a glass of water.
WARREN
(smiles)
Why don't you make that three
waters and a bottle of 1999
Pomerols Petrus.
Amanda's eyes light up with excitement.
WAITRESS
Yes, sir... I'll bring that right
away.
After the waitress leaves.
AMANDA
(smiling)
Warren... That bottle of wine you
just ordered must go for a $1000.00
WARREN
(smiling)
Yes, Amanda... I know.
Catherine suddenly slides out of her seat and stands up.
CATHERINE
Excuse us, Mr. Prescott... But Ms.
Hawthorne and I will be right back.
WARREN
(smiles)
Sure.
AMANDA
(surprised)
What?
19.
CATHERINE
We're powdering our nose, Ms.
Hawthorne.
AMANDA
We are...?
CATHERINE
Yes, let's go.
Amanda looks at Warren and then shrugs as she reluctantly
slides out of the booth and follows Catherine towards the
rest rooms.
CUT TO:
INT. LADY'S RESTROOM - SURVARI'S RESTAURANT - EMPIRE HOTEL -
LATE AFTERNOON
No sooner does Amanda and Catherine enter the restroom.
CATHERINE
(angry)
What in the blazes do you think
you're doing?
AMANDA
(shocked)
What are you talking about?
CATHERINE
I'm talking about you and Prescott!
AMANDA
What about him?
CATHERINE
You're coming on to him like a
slut, that's what!
AMANDA
How dare you! There's nothing
wrong with a little flirting.
(pauses, then smiles)
Besides, I think he's kind of cute,
don't you?
CATHERINE
Yes... No! I... Never mind what
I think! I warned you against
coming here and now you've taken a
liking to the guy!
20.
AMANDA
(grins)
What's the matter, jealous?
CATHERINE
(really fuming now)
Jealous? Are you serious? This
guy's a shark that's trying to keep
you from getting into that club...
what's the matter with you?
AMANDA
(smiles)
Nothing. I just think he's handsome.
Amanda turns away from Catherine to look into the mirror...
and smiles at her reflection. Then she reaches into her
purse to touch up her makeup, applying a thick gloss to her
sensuous lips.
AMANDA (CONTINUED)
(still smiling)
Haven't you ever flirted before?
CATHERINE
That's beside the point. I just
don't think it's appropriate.
AMANDA
Oh, come off it! You're so uptight!
Maybe you need to relax and spread
your legs every now and then.
Maybe you wouldn't feel this way if
you got laid once in awhile. Then
maybe you wouldn't be such a cold
fish.
CATHERINE
(turns angry again)
I can't believe I'm hearing this!
Listen, you little... damn you!
You're the one who contacted me
about all this... and for your
information, I can have any man I
want to.
AMANDA
(surprised but smiling)
Even Warren Prescott?
Catherine nearly exploded, throwing her arms up in the air...
but just as she was about to exit the restroom, she stopped
and turned around.
21.
She took off her glasses, neatly tucked them in her clutch
purse, and then tossed her hair around vibrantly, giving her
a sultry sexy look.
Amanda looked at her in shock.
CATHERINE
(determined)
I can have any man I want... even
Warren Prescott.
AMANDA
Want a bet?
CATHERINE
You're on.
Catherine spun around on her heels and headed out of the
restroom... leaving Amanda behind.
CUT TO:
INT. SURVARI'S RESTAURANT - EMPIRE HOTEL - LATE AFTERNOON
As Catherine arrives back at the booth, the waitress has
just placed plates of pasta dishes on the table. This time
Catherine slides next to Warren.
Amanda suddenly arrives on the scene and glares at Catherine
when she sees that she has stolen her seat. But instead of
causing a scene, she sits down directly across from them.
Warren grins at these new developments as he pours wine into
everyone's glass. He also notices that Catherine isn't
wearing her glasses.
WARREN
(smiling)
As you can see, I've taken the
liberty of ordering for you. I
hope you don't mind.
CATHERINE
(smiles)
Why, thank you, Warren... that was
so thoughtful of you. I'm famished.
AMANDA
(sarcastically
towards Catherine)
Don't you mean, Mr. Prescott?
22.
WARREN
(smiles)
Oh, that's all right, Amanda... I
don't mind if Catherine calls me by
my first name. I enjoy mixing
business with pleasure... and I bet
you girls don't mind it either, do
you?
CATHERINE
(beaming)
Most certainly not.
AMANDA
(also beaming)
Of course not.
WARREN
(smiling)
So, Catherine... I noticed that
you aren't wearing your glasses.
CATHERINE
Oh, those are just for reading.
Catherine then takes the fluted glass and tips it to her
moist lips, while giving Warren a sultry look... and then
she shakes her head for a moment, looking confused, then
closes her eyes... but only for a moment, for when she opens
them this time, she smiles like a predator in heat.
AMANDA (OS)
Warren, about this legal thingy.
WARREN
Why don't we discuss that after
dinner.
AMANDA
Sure Warren. Anything you say.
As the dinner went on, first Catherine and then Amanda kept
competing for Warren's attention. Warren looked on with
amusement. Catherine would bring her fork full of pasta to
her mouth and use her tongue to swirl the slippery noodles
past her dark red lips into her mouth, all the while staring
at him with unbridled lust. Not to be outdone, Amanda
plunged her fork into one plump boiled shrimp on her plate,
brought it up to her mouth and flicked her tongue around it
before putting it to her lips, puckering and sucking it off
before devouring it.
23.
WARREN
Listen, ladies... I have a
suggestion.
Both Catherine and Amanda perked up, while Warren folded his
napkin.
WARREN (CONTINUED)
It's Friday and I usually stay in
the city over the weekend. Why
don't we get a room upstairs and
finish our meeting there?
Both Catherine and Amanda's face lit up, clearly in excited
agreement... but then Catherine looked perplexed.
CATHERINE
(confused)
Something's not right... that...
that sounds...
WARREN
Great...
CATHERINE
(confused expression
turns into a small smile)
Yes... that sounds great.
Amanda suddenly reached across the table to take Warren's hand.
AMANDA
(smiling)
I'll make sure it's great.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN:
INT. SUITE - EMPIRE HOTEL - EVENING
Warren opens the door allowing the girls to enter first.
Both girls are impressed with the room's decor... and the
view of the city.
WARREN
Why don't I make some drinks.
CATHERINE
I'd love a Manhattan.
AMANDA
I'd like a Martini Dry.
24.
After the women retrieve their drinks and make themselves
comfortable, side by side on the couch, but leaving room for
Warren to sit in the middle. Warren instead takes a seat
across from the pair and smiles. Both girls look disappointed.
AMANDA
Warren, I was just thinking.
There's really no need for all this
legal stuff.
(pauses)
Why don't you and I just get
together to discuss it... alone.
Catherine suddenly sits up... angry.
CATHERINE
I don't think that's a good idea.
AMANDA
I don't think it's for you to say.
CATHERINE
As your attorney, I'd advise you...
AMANDA
(smiles)
You're fired.
Catherine looks at her with shock. Then she stands up in
front of Amanda looking down at her.
CATHERINE
You can't fire me... I quit!
Amanda stands up to meet Catherine's challenge.
AMANDA
Whatever, Catherine. The point is
you're no longer my attorney.
CATHERINE
(angry)
Bitch!
AMANDA
Cow!
CATHERINE
Tramp!
AMANDA
Slut!
Warren smirks at the scene playing out in front of him.
25.
Suddenly, Catherine slaps Amanda across the face.
AMANDA (CONTINUED)
(tearing up and angry)
How dare you!
Amanda then slaps Catherine across the face.
Then they each grab for one another as they struggle for the
upper hand. They fall onto the plush sofa and their legs
became entangled. Amanda is on top, forcing her legs
between Catherine's thighs, while pushing up her tight skirt
where Warren caught a glimpse of her black lace panties.
CUT TO:
Warren is on the chair, watching them... and then gestures
with his finger, smiling.
CUT TO:
Suddenly, the girls stop struggling and just stare at each
other... anger turns to shock... and then they reluctantly
move their heads down to kiss one another. Soon their kiss
turns passionate and they embrace, kissing each other with
more passion than either had ever felt before, moaning and
groaning as they groped at one another.
CUT TO:
Warren continues to watch... smiling.
CUT TO:
Then quite suddenly the girls stop again and they look at
each other in shock and confusion... but just as suddenly,
their confused looks turn into a smile again and they help
each other strip off their clothes. When they are down to
their sexy underwear, they literally attack each other
again... this time with even greater passion!
CUT TO:
Warren watches with a smile... but then as if he's had
enough, he whispers.
WARREN
(whispers)
Stop.
The girls suddenly freeze and then look at one another in
shock. Quickly, they separate and reach for their clothes.
Catherine is blushing and flustered, shaking her head in
denial while Amanda is simply angry.
26.
CATHERINE
(shaking her head in confusion)
I don't believe that just happened!
AMANDA
You lie! You did something to me
to make me want you! You seduced
me, you slut!
CATHERINE
I... I've never ever touched a
girl before!
WARREN
(firm sounding voice)
Catherine... Do us a favor and
wait for me in the bedroom.
(pauses)
I need to have a few minutes alone
with Amanda
Catherine appeared to have forgotten Warren was sitting
there, but now that her attention was back on the object of
her real desire, like a faucet being turned on, she beamed
with happiness again. As instructed, she grabbed her
clothes and rushed off to the bedroom.
Amanda sat on the couch with a bewildered expression.
Although she had her shirt in her hand, she didn't move to
put it back on.
WARREN
Amanda, I want you to come over here.
Amanda smiled and stood up, dropping the shirt, but just as
she was about to make a step towards Warren, he put his hand
up to indicate 'stop'.
WARREN (CONTINUED)
On your knees.
Amanda looked back at him with shock... but dropped down to
her knees immediately afterwards. Then in her most sexually
provocative look, she slowly began to crawl to him.
When she reached Warren, he opened his legs for her to move
up right in-between them... and it was quite obvious what it
was that Warren wanted her to do.
AMANDA
(sexy grin)
Now what...?
27.
WARREN
(grinning)
I don't know... you tell me, Amanda.
Amanda ran her tongue over her lips while she continued to
stare at his crotch.
AMANDA
(smiling)
Can I?
WARREN
(smiling)
Can you what?
AMANDA
Um... Suck you... Suck your cock?
WARREN
(smiling)
What's the magic word?
AMANDA
(smiling)
Please...
WARREN
Please what?
AMANDA
(suddenly confused)
Please... may I suck your cock?
WARREN
(grinning)
On one condition.
Amanda moaned with an increasing frustration while she
licked her lips in anticipation.
AMANDA
(frantically)
Yes! Anything! Anything you want!
Just let me have you!
WARREN
(smiling)
Then you'll drop this ridiculous
notion of joining the club, won't you?
28.
AMANDA
(still frantic)
Yes! Yes! God, yes! I didn't
want to really join in the first
place! That bitch lawyer was the
one who suggested it when we were
going over my husband's estate.
She talked me into it. I'm sorry,
Warren, can I suck it now!?!
CAMERA ANGLE shows Amanda from the back... while Warren
looked at her with a smile.
WARREN
(smiling)
All right... go ahead.
Amanda's head lowered to Warren's crotch... and soon her
head was bobbing up and down. Warren leaned back in his
chair and groaned.
CUT TO:
INT. BEDROOM - SUITE - EMPIRE HOTEL - EVENING
Catherine paced back and forth inside the bedroom. Still
dressed in just her underwear, she rambled on in confusion...
not to mention sexual frustration.
CATHERINE
Why am I here? What the hell is
wrong with me? What the hell was I
thinking about when I started
kissing Amanda? What the hell are
they doing out there?
Catherine put her ear up to the door... and tried to listen.
Was that groans that she heard?
CATHERINE (CONTINUED)
(still very confused
& frustrated)
Are they having sex? Why didn't he
pick me?
(pauses at her last question)
Wait a minute! I'm glad he didn't
pick me! What the hell did I see
in him in the first place?
CUT TO:
29.
INT. SUITE - EMPIRE HOTEL - EVENING
Warren looked down at Amanda, petting her on top of her head.
Amanda licked her lips and smiled back at him, looking like
a happy puppy who had just pleased her Master.
AMANDA
(smiling)
Warren, please let me get you hard
again.
WARREN
(cuts her off)
No, dear... That's Catherine's job
now.
(paused to watch
Amanda get angry)
Why don't you go lay down on the
sofa and take a nap.
AMANDA
(pouts)
But I'm not even sleepy.
Warren smiled at her as she suddenly stood up, walked over
to the sofa, and as instructed, she stretched out on the
couch and went to sleep.
WARREN
(smiling)
That's a good girl.
Warren stood up and headed towards the bedroom... taking
another appreciative glance at Amanda as he passed her.
WARREN (CONTINUED)
(whispers)
I'll be back for you later.
CUT TO:
INT. BEDROOM - SUITE - EMPIRE HOTEL - EVENING
Warren entered the bedroom and notices Catherine looking at
herself in the mirror.
WARREN
(grinning)
I trust I wasn't too long.
CATHERINE
Look... I'm not sure what is going
on here, but I think I've made a
mistake and...
30.
WARREN
(smiles)
You're a strong willed one, aren't
you? I don't run up against many
with your will power... and I must
admit that I love breaking your
type... turning you all docile and
subservient like.
CATHERINE
(becoming scared)
What are you talking about?
WARREN
Catherine... Catherine... Catherine.
(pauses)
You have no idea what you stumbled
upon.
CATHERINE
(nervously)
I'm leaving, Mr. Prescott... and I
suggest you don't try and stop me.
WARREN
(smiling)
You'll remain standing where you are.
Catherine went to move, but is shocked to find that she
can't move. This confuses her even more.
Warren walks up to her and smiles... then proceeds to move
around her, while caressing her body as he does, taking
liberties with her every curve and crevice. He unsnaps her
bra, springing free her ample breasts, eliciting a moan from
Catherine as he does.
CATHERINE
(aroused)
I... I don't understand this...
WARREN
Your craving...? Is that what you
don't understand?
(pauses)
Sexual desire can be a very
powerful force, Catherine... as
you're quickly learning first hand.
(pauses, smiling)
Now, slip those sexy panties off
and climb on top of the bed... then
be a good sexy bitch and assume
your new favorite position.
31.
Catherine glanced at the door, but instead of heading
towards it, she quickly slips off her panties and moves to
the bed. She moves to the middle and assumes a 'Doggy'
position.
Warren proceeds to strip out of his clothes... and as he
does, Catherine turns her head around to look at him.
Despite her fear, she's visibly aroused and breathing hard
as a result.
CATHERINE
(aroused yet still
trying to fight)
This... This is rape! I'll see
you go to prison for this!
WARREN
Still don't get it, do you?
CATHERINE
(now pleading)
Please don't do this... I'll do
anything you want. Just leave me
alone.
WARREN
You'll do anything I want, anyway.
In fact, I'll think I'll take the
stopper off that new craving of
yours, so I can hear you beg.
CATHERINE
Huh?
Warren climbed up behind her... giving her rump a nice hard
slap and causing her to yelp... and then he positioned
himself just right to enter her.
Catherine moaned with her ever growing need.
CATHERINE (CONTINUED)
Oh, God! Fuck me! Please,
Warren... Please! I need you
inside of me! Fuccccccccccckkkkkkkkk
MMmmmmmmeeeeeeeeee!
Warren smiled before he thrust up into her, eliciting a
squeal and a cry of passion.
CATHERINE
(whimpering)
Harder... please, harder! Yes,
yes... oh, fuck me! Yes! I'm
coming! I'm coming!
32.
Catherine thrust her ass up while Warren met her with hard
thrusts of his own and then they both cried out with orgasms.
Finally, Catherine collapses face first on top of the bed
while Warren fell down on the bed beside her, before rolling
onto his back with a smile on his face.
Catherine turned her head to the side to face him.
CATHERINE (CONTINUED)
(whispers)
That was incredible.
Warren looked over at her and chuckled.
WARREN
Like I said, Catherine... Sexual
desire can be a powerful force.
They both gaze up at the ceiling, lying side by side.
CATHERINE
(confused)
How is this possible?
WARREN
(smirks)
None of your business.
Catherine's face blushes.
WARREN (CONTINUED)
Now, there's a few things that I
would like you to do for me.
CATHERINE
(anxious)
Anything! I'll do anything...
WARREN
Drop the lawsuit. It goes away,
immediately.
CATHERINE
Yes. Absolutely. I'm going to
strongly suggest to my client that
she does not pursue this further.
It was a big mistake and she has no
real legal grounds for the suit
anyway.
WARREN
(grins)
Cut the act, Catherine... You're
the one that put her up to it.
33.
CATHERINE
(guilty look)
I'm sorry... I didn't realize...
I now see my mistake.
WARREN
You lied to me.
CATHERINE
(fearful)
I'm sorry, Warren... I didn't mean
too... Please, let me make it up to
you.
WARREN
(grins)
Fine... First thing Monday morning
I want you to tender your
resignation to Santini and Partners.
CATHERINE
(shocked)
What?!? But why?
WARREN
(smirks)
Because I said so.
CATHERINE
(ready to cry)
But... But Warren? I'm a partner
there.
WARREN
Severe your ties, I need you at my
firm.
CATHERINE
(eyes light up excited)
I'm going to be a partner with your
firm?
WARREN
(confused)
What? Where did you get that from?
CATHERINE
(confused)
You mean I'm not going to be a
partner at your firm?
34.
WARREN
Listen, dear... You're a great
fuck and all... and I must admit
you're a real feisty piece of ass,
but there's no reason in hell...
excuse the pun... that I would ever
make you a partner.
Catherine's eyes tear up.
WARREN (CONTINUED)
Stop that! No crying allowed in
this new relationship of ours.
(pauses)
Unless of course the cries are of
passion.
CATHERINE
(soft and hesitant)
Then I'll become an associate, right?
Warren burst out laughing... as if she had told a funny joke.
WARREN
(grinning)
An associate! Hell, Catherine...
you're going to be my new secretary!
CATHERINE
A secretary! What makes you think...
Suddenly, Catherine clutched her groin and gasped... and
then turned to Warren with incredible 'need'.
CATHERINE
Oh, please... I... Please,
Warren... I need you again! Please!
Catherine shifted around onto her knees and bent down to
bring Warren to attention again.
WARREN
(smirking)
There you go again...
underestimating that new craving of
yours. I bet it can be pretty
uncomfortable, huh?
(pauses)
Imagine if I wasn't here to fuck you.
CATHERINE
I need you, Warren! Please... fuck
me!
35.
WARREN
(smiling)
Would you like to climb aboard?
CATHERINE
(face breaks into a smile)
God, yes! I need you inside of me!
WARREN
What was it that you were going to
do for me Monday morning?
CATHERINE
Oh, God!
WARREN
Answer me!
CATHERINE
(panting)
Resign! I'm going to resign!
WARREN
And why?
CATHERINE
To...
(panting)
To go work for you! Now, please,
Warren, fuck me!
WARREN
(smiles)
And at what position exactly?
CATHERINE
Your secretary! I'm going to be
your new secretary!
WARREN
(smiles)
Climb aboard, my new secretary.
Catherine cried out with ecstasy as she moved up and down on
him.
WARREN (CONTINUED)
Are you beginning to understand, now?
Catherine shook her head 'yes' while she whimpered and
grunted during their fucking.
36.
CATHERINE
(gasps)
Please... Just... keep... fucking me.
WARREN
(smiling)
My
(grunts)
Pleasure.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN:
INT. BILLIARDS ROOM - BROWNSTONE - EVENING
MARK
(smiling)
Incredible... and I'm sure she's a
very proficient secretary, too.
DOMINIC
(also smiling)
Having a lawyer as my personal
assistant, I can attest to their
sense of duty.
WARREN
(smiling in response)
Yes, Dominic... I've met your
Heather and I must admit I used her
as a model for Catherine.
DOMINIC
What happened to the other girl?
Amanda?
Suddenly, a very beautiful blonde woman dressed in a barmaid
outfit enters the room, carrying a tray of drinks.
CHRIS
Our drinks are here...
Warren smiled at the barmaid, knowingly, causing the girl to
blush. Dominic noted the girl's reaction to Warren.
DOMINIC
(grinning)
Are you familiar with our lovely
barmaid, Warren?
Warren turned to smile at Dominic.
37.
WARREN
Gentlemen... meet Amanda, our
barmaid for the evening.
Amanda curtsied for them with a smile.
MARK
Well, it looks like Mrs. Hawthorne
managed to get into our club after
all, didn't she...?
WARREN
(grinning)
Yes, Mark... it appears she has...
Amanda stood there looking ever so lovely and turning beet
red in the process.
CUT TO:
Dominic sinks the 8 ball into the corner pocket.
CHRIS
(smiling)
That evens us up at two apiece.
MARK
Great, at least you're making it
interesting.
WARREN
Hey, Dominic... Since I was so
gracious with my tale, what's this
I hear about you and that hot
reporter from WCNX?
CHRIS
(surprised)
What's this? You've been holding
out on me?
DOMINIC
(smiling)
Relax... I would have eventually
gotten around to telling you.
WARREN
(grins)
Out with it then.
FADE OUT.
38.
FADE IN.
EXT. HIGH RISE CONDOMINIUMS - EVENING
BASED ON THE INTERNET STORY, "GINA'S INTERVIEW' BY JR PARZ
INT. HALLWAY - HIGH RISE CONDOMINIUMS - EVENING
DOMINIC is dressed in a very expensive suit... red tie...
carrying a briefcase. He enters his place.
INT. FOYER - DARKE RESIDENCE - HIGH RISE CONDOMINIUMS -
EVENING
Immediately upon entering, he is greeted by a beautiful
young blonde by the name of Maria Cowles, who looks very
sexy in her maid's outfit.
MARIA
Good evening, Mr. Darke.
Dominic smiles at the girl and hands her his briefcase...
then proceeds to the Kitchen.
A beautiful brunette is cooking dinner.
COOK
Good evening, Mr. Darke.
DOMINIC
(smiling)
Smells delicious, sweetie...
Dominic stops to kiss the lovely cook just underneath her
earlobe. The cook closes her eyes, smiles... and moans with
pleasure.
Dominic then proceeds past the dining room and straight into
a huge Entertainment Room, where HEATHER DANVERS awaits him
with a drink in her hand.
DOMINIC
(smiling)
Hi Heather.
HEATHER
(smiling)
Hi Dominic.
Dominic sits down on his favorite chair and turns on the
television set. It's a huge plasma screen. He mutes the
commercials he sees flashing on the screen and turns to
Heather, who stands beside his chair subserviently.
39.
DOMINIC
How's the maid adjusting?
HEATHER
(concerned)
You know, Dominic... If you'd call
her by her name once in awhile...
and make use of her sexually a bit
more, she'd certainly be in better
spirits.
DOMINIC
(grins)
Are you questioning my discipline
procedures, Heather?
HEATHER
Not at all, sir... I'm just saying
that you should fuck her more.
DOMINIC
(chuckles)
Okay, Heather... Have Maria see me
after the news. She can give me a
massage.
HEATHER
(smiling)
Yes, sir... Would you like her to
wear anything special?
DOMINIC
Surprise me.
Dominic hits the mute button off.
CUT TO:
On the television...
A very beautiful reporter by the name of GINA TEMPLE is
reporting on Darke Corporation.
GINA
What's very strange about DARKE
CORPORATION is that every one
employed there is young, beautiful,
and female. My sources say they
range from eighteen to thirty and
prior to going to work for DARKE
CORPORATIONS, every one of these
females had very successful careers.
CUT TO:
40.
Both Dominic and Heather are watching the television set
with rapt fascination.
DOMINIC
(smiling)
She's so lovely.
HEATHER
(smiling)
Yes, she is.
CUT TO:
GINA
One of the latest converts is the
academy award winning actress,
Maria Cowles. Word has it that she
abruptly left her highly successful
director husband, and her own
acting career, to work as Mr.
Darke's maid.
CUT TO:
HEATHER
(grins)
She's certainly feisty, isn't she?
Dominic merely nods his head and agrees, still smiling.
Heather notices.
HEATHER (CONTINUED)
(smiling)
You like her, don't you?
DOMINIC
(smiling)
She's beautiful and has a lot of
spirit.
HEATHER
You are aware she wants an
interview with you, right?
DOMINIC
Did her office contact our office
again?
HEATHER
Yes, sir... today in fact.
Dominic reaches out and grabs Heather and pulls her down to
his lap. Dominic then kisses her full on the lips, while
Heather responds passionately.
41.
Then be breaks the kiss and looks into Heather's eyes.
DOMINIC
(grinning)
Set it up. Then send Maria in for
my massage. Tell her if she does a
good job, I'll give her a nice hard
fuck and I'll want you to join in
when I do.
HEATHER
(beaming)
Yes, sir!
CUT TO:
Dominic clicks off the television set and sighs.
MARIA (OS)
Sir, I'm here for your massage.
Dominic looks up towards the doorway and sees a very
beautiful Maria Cowles in all her naked splendor.
DOMINIC
(smiling)
You know something, Maria?
MARIA
(blushes and stammers)
What's that, sir?
DOMINIC
I've been guilty of taking that
incredibly sexy body of yours for
granted... haven't I? Do you know
what will happen if you do a good job?
MARIA
(excited)
Yes, sir!
DOMINIC
(smiles)
Then get to it!
MARIA
(very excited)
Yes, sir!
FADE OUT.
42.
FADE IN.
EXT. DOWNTOWN OFFICE BUILDING - AFTERNOON
INT. DOMINIC DARKE'S OFFICE - DARKE CORPORATION - AFTERNOON
Dominic stands up and walks in front of his desk to meet the
very beautiful Gina Temple as she enters his office. Gina
has long dark hair that she wears pinned off her shoulders
and is wearing a very unflattering business suit and modest
skirt. Despite her best efforts to downplay her looks, it's
pretty damn obvious that underneath her clothes is a very
curvaceous, luscious body.
DOMINIC
It is so wonderful to finally meet
you, Ms. Temple.
Dominic extends his hand and shakes Ms. Temple's hand... and
as he does, she suddenly gasps, and closes her eyes. CLOSE
UP on Gina's face. When she reopens her eyes she's clearly
confused and flustered.
DOMINIC
Please, Ms. Temple... lets sit down
over here where it is more
comfortable.
GINA
Thank... thank you, Mr. Darke.
Gina stumbles slightly as she slowly walks over to a plush
chair and takes a seat. Dominic sits in a chair next to her.
DOMINIC
(concerned)
Are you all right, Ms. Temple?
Would you like a glass of water?
GINA
(weak smile)
Yes, Mr. Darke... that would be
appreciated.
Dominic walks over to a small table where he pours Gina a
glass of water. While he has his back to Gina, he grins
with amusement. Then he turns around with a concerned
expression and hands Gina the glass of water.
43.
GINA
(after taking a sip
of the water)
Thank you, Mr. Darke. I'm not sure
what came over me... but I'm all
right now.
Gina takes another sip of water before she places it on a
table beside her.
GINA (CONTINUED)
I consider this an opportunity for
you to clear the air, Mr. Darke...
and I appreciate you allowing me to
be the one to interview you.
Dominic smiles and nods his head.
Gina pulls out a tape recording devise and places it on the
table next to the glass of water.
GINA (CONTINUED)
Would you mind if I record our
conversation, Mr. Darke?
DOMINIC
(smiles)
Not at all, Ms. Temple.
Gina presses the record button and then turns her attention
back to Dominic.
GINA
First, I'd like to begin with some
basic questions.
DOMINIC
Sure.
GINA
Could you tell me your age?
DOMINIC
24.
GINA
Your education?
(pauses)
Experience?
DOMINIC
I dropped out of high school when I
was 16.
44.
GINA
(surprised)
Are you telling me you never
graduated high school?
DOMINIC
(smiles)
It wasn't necessary.
GINA
(curious)
Why do you say that?
DOMINIC
(smiles)
I discovered I possess a special
talent that doesn't require any
formal education.
GINA
(suddenly very interested)
A special talent?
DOMINIC
Yes, Ms. Temple, but if you don't
mind I'd rather place my special
talent topic on the back burner.
GINA
(slightly disappointed)
Oh... Okay.
(pauses)
How many people do you have working
for you?
DOMINIC
(genuinely wanting to know)
Would you like me to include the
people that work for me at my home?
GINA
Yes.
DOMINIC
Plus potential prospects?
GINA
No, Mr. Darke... Just the people
who are in your employment this
very moment.
DOMINIC
(smiles)
nineteen.
45.
GINA
And isn't it true that every one of
them is attractive and female?
DOMINIC
(grins)
Yes, that's correct.
GINA
Why is that?
DOMINIC
(suddenly confused)
What do you mean?
GINA
Why only beautiful women?
DOMINIC
Oh... Let me see... Attractive
females present a more decorative
atmosphere and they far better
serve my needs... if you know what
I mean.
GINA
(shocked at the admission)
So, you're a sexist!
DOMINIC
(sighs)
I swear... here we go again with
those damn labels. Every time I go
to a party, one of you politically
correct liberals are preaching me
the riot act.
GINA
(still shocked)
Mr. Darke, surely you must see that
your point of view is chauvinistic...
and I'm also shocked that these
girls would willingly tolerate such
barbaric behavior.
DOMINIC
(smirks)
Not only do they tolerate it, Ms.
Temple.
(pauses)
They bask in it.
46.
GINA
(alarmed)
Why? Why would they enjoy being
treated like sex objects?
DOMINIC
I've never asked them, but I
suppose they feel it increases
their chances of being close to me.
GINA
And why is that Mr. Darke?
DOMINIC
Why do they feel this way...? I
suppose they get off on it.
GINA
(getting angry)
You're a sexist! Did you know that
the receptionist outside your door
is barely legal?
DOMINIC
(smiles)
Ah... yes. Jennifer. Doesn't she
have the loveliest hair?
GINA
(still angry)
She was on the verge of becoming a
super model! The 'Teen Scene'
magazine had signed her for a
multi-million dollar contract and
instead she's out there answering
your phone calls!
DOMINIC
(still smiling)
I bet your hair would look nicer if
you wore it down.
GINA
(still angry)
Never mind my hair!
(pauses to regain her composure)
Why would Jennifer give up a very
successful modeling career to be
your receptionist?
DOMINIC
(ponders before grinning)
I'll tell you what... would you
like to ask her yourself?
47.
GINA
(somewhat surprised)
Yes... As a matter of fact I would.
Dominic gets up from his chair and walks over to his desk...
hits the intercom button.
JENNIFER (OS)
Yes, sir... Mr. Darke.
DOMINIC
Jennifer, dear... would you please
step into my office?
JENNIFER (OS)
Yes, sir... right away, sir.
Moments later JENNIFER STARR enters the office. She's
dressed in a very sexy short black mini-skirt, a white
blouse that accentuates her perky breasts, and black pumps
that adds an additional three inches to her height. Her
hair is dark and falls down like a curtain to the tip of her
curvaceous ass.
Dominic waves Jennifer over to him... as he heads back to
sit down with Gina.
DOMINIC
(smiling)
Jennifer... Ms. Temple would like
to ask you a question or two... if
you don't mind.
JENNIFER
(smiles)
Yes, sir... I don't mind.
Jennifer folds her hands demurely in front of her as she
turns her attention to Gina.
GINA
(serious)
Hi Jennifer, I'm Gina Temple from
WCNX news and I'm doing a story
about Mr. Darke and his employees.
JENNIFER
Yes, Ma'am.
GINA
I was wondering why a model with
such a promising career ahead of
her would suddenly quit to become a
receptionist.
48.
JENNIFER
(confused before smiling)
That's easy, Ms. Temple. The
closer I'm to Mr. Darke, the more
opportunities I have to be with him.
GINA
Huh? Be with him?
DOMINIC
That will be all, Jennifer.
Gina turns to Dominic with shock and then turns back to
Jennifer, but she is already exiting the office.
GINA
(even more alarmed)
As in lovers?!?
DOMINIC
(sighs)
Well... We do have hard passionate
sex from time to time, but I
wouldn't necessarily classify us as
lovers per say.
GINA
(still shocked)
And the other employees?
DOMINIC
(confused)
What about them?
GINA
Are you sleeping with them, too?
Dominic smiles and shrugs his shoulders guiltily.
GINA (CONTINUED)
(stunned)
This... this is incredible.
(pauses, then eyes
light up)
Even Maria Cowles?!?
DOMINIC
(grins)
Last night, in fact.
Gina shakes her head in amazement.
GINA
You did know she's married.
49.
DOMINIC
Sure.
GINA
And that doesn't concern you?
(pauses)
Were you aware that she's a
Hollywood actress?
DOMINIC
Ex-actress.
GINA
Then the rumors are true?
DOMINIC
(slightly confused)
I'm not sure what rumors you're
referrring too.
GINA
(impatiently)
That a highly regarded movie
actress, who is still legally
married to a very famous director,
is working in your residence as a
maid.
DOMINIC
(impressed)
You've certainly done your
homework, Ms. Temple.
(pauses)
Later on, we'll have to discuss
your sources.
GINA
Then you're not denying it!
DOMINIC
Why would I deny it?
GINA
Because, Mr. Darke... If what you
are saying is true, there's only
one explanation for everything, and
that's that you're using some sort
of hypnosis to keep these women here.
DOMINIC
(sighs)
I assure you they're not hypnotized.
50.
GINA
(very angry)
Then how else would you explain
their slave like devotion?!?
DOMINIC
Please, calm down... Ms. Temple. I
can see where you might get that
impression, but I assure you the
girls are here of their own free will.
GINA
(stops to ponder her
next question)
Mr. Darke... A moment ago you gave
me credit for doing my homework...
so, lets cut to the chase.
DOMINIC
(smiles)
Most certainly, but let me remind
you that hypnosis can't make anyone
do anything they don't want to do.
(pauses)
And to reiterate. Every girl that
I employ here truly wishes to work
here.
GINA
To be blunt... I don't believe
you, Mr. Darke. You've done
something to them.
DOMINIC
If this is the case, then why
aren't you concerned about meeting
the same fate as them?
GINA
(alarmed)
Is that a threat, Mr. Darke?
DOMINIC
(chuckles)
Not at all.
GINA
Explain this, Mr. Darke. Why do
these women suddenly leave their
boyfriends... their careers...
their husbands... all to become
your sex toys?
51.
DOMINIC
(sighs)
All right, Ms. Temple... Lets see
if I can ease that pretty little
head of yours.
GINA
I don't appreciate those sexist
remarks, Mr. Darke.
Dominic's eyes light up with confusion, but then he realizes
what it was he said that upset Ms. Temple.
DOMINIC
Anyway... All this time that you
thought that you were interviewing
me... I was actually interviewing you.
GINA
(shocked)
What? Interviewing me for what?
DOMINIC
(smiles)
On the recommendation of my
personal assistant, and sometimes
lawyer, I've created a new position
in my corporation.
GINA
(rolls her eyes)
I assure you, Mr. Darke... that
there is no way in hell that I
would ever consider working for you.
(pauses to watch Mr.
Darke chuckle)
I despise and deplore your sexist
attitude and I'm horrified at the
way you demean these women.
DOMINIC
(smirks)
Ms. Temple... Aren't you the least
bit interested in knowing what
position it is that you'll be filling?
Gina stands up, glaring at Dominic.
52.
DOMINIC (CONTINUED)
(still smirking)
You see, Ms. Temple... With all
the recent uproar over Maria, and
Jennifer for that matter, I felt I
should hire myself a Public
Relations Officer.
GINA
(cold even toned voice)
You need help, Mr. Darke... and on
that note I think this concludes my
interview.
Gina grabbed the tape recording device off the table and
started heading towards the door.
DOMINIC
Ms. Temple... You should feel
privileged that I have a specific
position in mind... Unlike the
majority of my girls, who were
selected purely on looks, I'm
hiring you for both your looks and
your mind.
Gina, who is near the door at this point, twists around in
anger.
GINA
(very angry)
You're crazy!
DOMINIC
(smiling)
Do you remember that special talent
I mentioned?
Gina gazes at him without saying a word.
DOMINIC (CONTINUED)
Well, before you storm off...
wouldn't you at least like to know
what it is?
Gina thought for a moment... checks her device to see if she
has enough tape and returns to her chair to sit down. She
presses the record button.
GINA
(serious)
Make it quick.
53.
DOMINIC
(smiles)
I discovered it quite by accident.
I was in high school... my junior
year. It happened during World
History. The teacher was young and
very beautiful. Her name was
Stephanie Fairchild. Of course we
weren't allowed to call her by her
first name. Anyway, I suspect
every guy in class had fantasized
about her at one time or another...
and probably some of the girls as
well.
(pauses to look at
Gina with a grin)
She had long blonde hair... slim
figure... and an incredible set of...
GINA
(angry & impatient)
I get the point, Mr. Darke...
Please, get on with it.
DOMINIC
(smirks)
Anyway, as I was gazing at her, I
started to imagine how she must
look during an orgasm... and I
starting playing around with the
idea in my head.
(pauses)
And then for the fun of it, I
willed her to cum... and then the
next thing I know, she suddenly
stops writing on the blackboard and
sinks down to her knees. The class
went deathly silent... and the only
thing you can hear is Miss
Fairchild's heavy breathing. She
must have stayed down on the floor
for a good twenty seconds before
she rose to her feet... and then
without looking at the class, she
rushed out of the room.
(pauses & grins)
You can imagine what I was
thinking... I mean, did I really
cause that? Well, I had to make
sure, right?
(pauses)
So, I picked another hottie and
tried something slightly different.
(MORE)
54.
DOMINIC (CONT'D)
Next thing I know, Tara Rivers is
holding onto her desk for dear life
and panting real hard... just like
she was getting fucked from behind!
She's screaming at the top of her
lungs 'yes' over and over again.
Of course, her fucking was purely
mental, but it had the same
effect... and it was the first time
that I got to witness what a girl
looked like as she was being
fucked, and let me tell you, it was
hot!
(pauses)
Everybody was staring at her of
course... and then she exploded! I
mean she must have cum harder than
she ever came before in her life.
She screamed at the top of her
lungs, beating the desk with her
fist and it was a good five minutes
before she finally realized where
she was... and what had just
occurred. Imagine, having the best
orgasm in your life in front of
your entire class. Suffice to say
that she be-lined it out of there.
GINA
(looking at Mr. Darke
like he's really flipped)
Do you really expect me to believe
you?
DOMINIC
(smiling)
It isn't necessary for you to
believe me... but since I've
already given you a small taste of
my power when we first met, I
expect below the surface you must
be wondering about it.
GINA
(blushing)
What? You're crazy.
DOMINIC
Are you saying that you didn't
experience a mini-orgasm when we
shook hands earlier?
55.
GINA
(blushing a darker
shade of red)
No.
DOMINIC
(grinning)
Please... I bet you're still wet
from it.
Without saying another word, Gina stood up, grabbed her
recorder again and headed for the door... but this time
there were no words exchanged. Then quite suddenly, she
gasps... stops in her tracks, and slowly turns around with a
shocked expression on her face.
GINA
(rapidly becoming aroused)
How?!?
Gina can no longer control herself and drops down to her
knees while her right hand darts underneath her skirt.
GINA (CONTINUED)
Ooooohhhhhhhhhhhh.
(uses her other hand
to knead her breasts)
Wha... what did you do to me?!?
DOMINIC
(smiling)
Just a little demonstration.
GINA
(continuing to groan
with increasing desire)
You slipped me something!
Unngghhhhhhh...
DOMINIC
(smiling)
You know, you'd be surprised at how
many of you girls accuse me of that.
(pauses to chuckle)
Here it is I tell you my whole
story and you act like you never
heard a word I said.
(pauses, still smiling)
I willed you to be horny, Gina...
plain and simple... and I'll have
you know that if I left you in this
state that you'd soon be tearing
off your clothes and masturbating
right there in front of me.
56.
GINA
Please... Oh, God! Make it stop...
Please... I'll do anything, just
make it stop!
DOMINIC
(grinning)
I have a better idea...
GINA
(eyes suddenly grow
wider as she
discovers her arousal
is directed at Mr. Darke)
Oh, fuck! Please... I need you!
Gina starts crawling towards Dominic.
GINA (CONTINUED)
Fuck me! Please! I need you to
fuck me!
DOMINIC
(smiling)
Tell me, Ms. Temple... How does
that Public Relations position
sound to you about now?
GINA
Oh, God! Anything. I'll be
anything you want me to be! Just,
fuck me!
Dominic puts his hand up and snaps his fingers. Gina, who's
still on her hands and knees lets out a loud groan before
she clutches her groin and cums. She drops to the floor
exhausted and spent.
DOMINIC
We'll continue our conversation
once you've recovered.
Gina takes a few moments to recover, still breathing hard...
and then slowly manages to get up off the floor and retake
her seat. Her hair is slightly disheveled... her lipstick
is slightly smeared... and she looks totally wiped out.
DOMINIC (CONTINUED)
Are you all right, now?
Gina blushes and shakes her head 'yes'.
DOMINIC (CONTINUED)
There's water right next to you.
57.
Gina goes to reach for it... but then stops herself.
GINA
(still flustered)
The water! You drugged the water!
DOMINIC
(rolls his eyes)
Non believers can get so tiresome.
Dominic snaps his fingers. Suddenly, Gina is once again
squirming in her seat, clutching her groin and squeezing her
boobs.
DOMINIC (CONTINUED)
Like I've said... I will it and it
happens. I can turn you on or off
with the snap of my finger... I can
direct your desire towards anyone I
choose. I can turn you into a sex
toy and give you to a friend... or
keep you for myself. I can turn
you into a raging nymphomaniac for
every one to fuck.
Gina has her buttons undone and her breasts out of their
cups as she continues to squeeze and play with them.
DOMINIC (CONTINUED)
Make no mistake in underestimating
me, Ms. Temple. I'm the one with
the power and you are simply...
female.
Dominic snaps his fingers... and once again it releases Gina
from the sex spell she was under. Gina sighs and doesn't
make a move to cover herself.
GINA
This... This is why... why they stay?
DOMINIC
(smiles)
Yes, dear... and once you've been
conditioned, it becomes permanent.
Gina's mind suddenly begins to work as she attempts to
compose herself. She fixes her bra and buttons her shirt
back up.
GINA
(surprised)
Are you saying I haven't been
conditioned yet?
58.
DOMINIC
Nope... What you felt was me
exerting my power, which does what
I told you. It'll take the actual
conditioning to enslave you.
Gina quickly jumps out of her chair and runs as fast as she
can towards the door... but before she can reach it, she
suddenly cries out and drops down to her knees again.
DOMINIC (CONTINUED)
(angry)
Get up!
GINA
(whimpers)
Please let me leave.
DOMINIC
Get up... come over here... and sit
down.
Gina slowly gets to her feet and walks to the chair and sits
down again.
DOMINIC
If you pull another stunt like that
I'll have you giving blow jobs to
every visitor for the next month!
(pauses)
Do you understand me, GINA
GINA
(eyes downcast and sniffling)
Yes.
DOMINIC
Now, what time are you expected
back at your station?
GINA
5:00 o'clock.
DOMINIC
Who knows you came to interview me?
GINA
Just my producer.
DOMINIC
Look at me.
Gina raises her eyes and looks at Dominic... and slowly her
fear turns to desire, and she slowly lick her lips.
59.
DOMINIC (CONTINUED)
Tell me, Gina... More than
anything in the world right now,
what would you like to do?
GINA
(blushes)
Please you.
DOMINIC
And how exactly would you like to
please me?
GINA
(whispers)
Orally.
DOMINIC
Then by all means... proceed.
Gina gets off her chair and goes to Dominic... then kneels
down inside his legs. She unzips him and lowers her head
down and proceeds.
DOMINIC (CONTINUED)
(grinning)
Make sure you swallow every drop.
Gina's head bobs up and down, groaning.
CUT TO:
INT. RECEPTION AREA - DARKE CORPORATION - LATE AFTERNOON
Heather walks up to Jennifer's desk, greeting her with a
smile. Jennifer's face lights up at seeing Heather.
HEATHER
(smiling)
How's my favorite Jennifer doing?
JENNIFER
(beaming)
Hi Heather!
Heather leans down to kiss Jennifer on the lips... making
sure to squeeze the teen hottie's tit as she does. After
breaking off the kiss, that leaves Jennifer panting, she
looks over at Mr. Darke's closed door.
HEATHER
Is Ms. Temple still in with him?
60.
JENNIFER
(smiles)
Yes.
HEATHER
(smiling)
Then you have time to make me cum.
CUT TO:
INT. DOMINIC DARKE'S OFFICE - DARKE CORPORATION - LATE
AFTERNOON
Gina is once again sitting in her chair... and Dominic sits
and waits for her to compose herself.
DOMINIC
Have you ever swallowed before?
GINA
(blushing)
No...
(notices Dominic's
stern look)
Sir.
DOMINIC
You'll find that you'll be doing a
lot of firsts.
GINA
Yes, ...sir.
Then suddenly Gina's eyes light up and looks down at
Dominic's crotch... realizing just then what she was thinking.
GINA
Oh, God...
DOMINIC
Like I said, I can turn it on or
off at will. Now, I know that you
aren't used to calling me sir, so I
can overlook an occasional 'I
forgot' every now and then... but I
believe you're purposely being
disrespectful and I won't tolerate it.
GINA
I... I'm sorry, sir.
61.
DOMINIC
Like I said before, once you've
been conditioned everything will
come easier for you.
(pauses & smiles)
No pun intended.
GINA
Yes, sir... ah... can I ask what
you're going to do to me?
DOMINIC
Ah, yes... A reporter till the
last second. Sure, why not.
Knowing certainly is going to
change anything.
(pauses)
I use a Pavlov theory... combined
with my power. By giving you a
constant craving for me, sexually,
I'm able to keep you in line. The
results are incredible.
(pauses)
Every time you behave as
instructed... say the right words...
even smile at the right times, you
receive a small orgasm. Eventually,
the conditioning allows you to know
what is expected of you... and you
reap the rewards with the right
decisions. The sooner you get with
the program, the sooner your life
turns to pleasure.
GINA
Why? Why are you doing this?
DOMINIC
To you specifically?
Gina nods her head.
DOMINIC (CONTINUED)
(smiles)
Well... Simply because you meet my
standard specs... beauty, sexy,
feisty spirit, and last but not
least, I really do need a Public
Relations Officer... and what
better gal for the job that a hot
babe reporter.
62.
GINA
(blushes)
But I have a career... and I'm
seeing someone. You just can't
change my life like this.
DOMINIC
(grins)
Certainly, I can...
GINA
Please... Just have sex with me
and let me go. I promise I won't
say anything... I really mean that.
DOMINIC
(grins)
Oh, stop that... It isn't as bad
as you make it out to be... and
besides, once you're conditioned,
it'll all feel natural to you.
GINA
(starting to get angry)
I'll fight you!
DOMINIC
(pauses to ponder)
It won't be me you'll be fighting...
It'll be your body.
GINA
(tearing up)
Please don't do this... I love my
boyfriend.
DOMINIC
You think? I'll tell you what...
I bet you'll cum longer and harder
with me tonight then you ever came
your entire time with your boyfriend.
GINA
I'll go to the police!
DOMINIC
Not possible... In fact, in just a
little less than an hour... you'll
be leaving here and reporting
straight back to your producer.
Then you're going to come back here
and I'm going to fuck you... over
and over and over again.
(MORE)
63.
DOMINIC (CONT'D)
Trust me, you'll love it.
(pauses)
Then you're going to go home and
start working on a favorable piece
of news reporting giving my
corporation a 'thumbs up'. You'll
squash any and all rumors and come
up with something clever to say
regarding Maria Cowles and Jennifer
Starr. Then you'll resign from
your job, break it off with your
boyfriend, and begin your new
career as my Public Affairs Officer.
(pauses)
And you'll do this all willingly.
GINA
(angrily snaps)
You call this of my own free will?!?
I have no choice in the matter!
DOMINIC
(smiles)
Ah... But you're wrong... You
have a choice, but because of the
throbbing pussy of yours... you'll
choose the pleasure.
(pauses)
Like I said, I control your sexual
desire... not your mind. The
conditioning merely points out what
you need to do in order to receive
pleasure... and your pussy takes it
from there.
GINA
I'll fight it!
DOMINIC
Well... lets just say that every
one of my girls has fought to one
degree or another... but to put it
bluntly, your body simply overrules
your mind.
Suddenly, Heather walks into the office... all smiles.
DOMINIC (CONTINUED)
Speaking of fighters... Heather
here has the record.
64.
HEATHER
(grinning)
Dominic! Are you tormenting this
poor girl?
Dominic smiles... Heather is smiling... Gina looks defeated.
DOMINIC
(smiling)
Let me introduce you two more
appropriately... Gina, this is
Heather, she was a lawyer before
her new life with me... now she's
my personal assistant and gives me
the best blow jobs I've ever
experienced.
(pauses as Gina
glares at Heather)
And Heather... this is the lovely,
Gina Temple... our new Public
Relations Officer.
GINA
(small voice)
Why is she here?
DOMINIC
She helps me with the conditioning
procedures... and also assists with
a slight change in your sexual
orientation.
Gina turns to look at Dominic with alarm, when she suddenly
gasps... finding herself suddenly looking at Heather very
differently.
GINA
Oh, no! You're making me want her!
(pausing to close her
eyes with increasing desire)
Stop this... I'm not gay! Don't do
this to me!
DOMINIC
This is part of the standard
package... and trust me, you'll
thank me for it down the road.
Isn't that right, Heather?
HEATHER
(licking her lips as
she smiles at Gina)
Most certainly... and the proper
term, Gina, is bisexual.
65.
Heather walks over to Gina and lightly reaches for the
buttons on her blouse.
HEATHER (CONTINUED)
Now, dear... You just continue
basking in those feelings... and
I'll strip you out of those clothes.
Gina stood there rooted to the floor... unable to move and
breathing hard as Heather proceeded to strip her of one
article of clothing at a time... taking off her blouse...
sliding down her skirt... peeling down her sticky wet
panties... and when Heather was done, she stood there stark
naked and blushing, in just her high-heeled shoes.
Dominic smiled... Heather smiled and moved around her...
and Gina stood there trembling.
Heather then unpinned her hair and allowed it to fall
loosely down her shoulders and then she reached around her
to cup her shapely breasts.
HEATHER
(smiling and giggling)
Your breasts are so cute.
Heather caressed and kneaded them before giving her hardened
nipples a pinch. Gina groaned in response.
HEATHER (CONTINUED)
Come dear... I'll help you to the
chair.
Gina eyes lit up and she gasped... nearly falling into
Heather, who helps her to the chair. Gina's eyes are closed
and her hands are between her legs, pressing hard against
her pussy. She's slow to recover from her unexpected orgasm.
Heather turns to Dominic with a surprised look on her face.
DOMINIC
(smiling)
Sorry, couldn't resist the pun.
HEATHER
(smiling)
Behave yourself, dear... we only
have 45 minutes.
Dominic reaches into his desk and pulls out what appears to
be headphones... and a microphone. Then hands them to Heather.
Heather places the headphones over Gina's ears... attaches a
wire connecting the headphones to the microphone.
66.
Heather then brings to microphone to her mouth to start the
conditioning.
HEATHER (CONTINUED)
Now, Gina... Here are some rules...
and mind you, compliance equates to
pleasure.
(pauses)
But of course, the ultimate choice
is yours. Isn't it?
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
EXT. WCNX NEWS STATION - AFTERNOON
ONE WEEK LATER
INT. STUDIO - WCNX NEWS STATION - AFTERNOON
SAM NORTH and GINA TEMPLE are at the anchor desk. The
camera is on them and Gina is talking.
GINA
And it is with sadness, yet with
excitement, too... that I announce
my resignation as a reporter with
WCNX news.
(pauses)
I'll miss you. Signing out for my
final time, this is Gina Temple.
DIRECTOR (OS)
And cut!
Gina stands up from behind the counter and smiles over at Sam.
GINA
(smiles)
I'm going to miss you.
SAM
I'm going to miss you, too.
Sam and Gina hug for a few moments and then break apart.
CUT TO:
INT. HALLWAY - WCNX NEWS STATION - AFTERNOON
Gina is walking up the hallway, towards the exit... and just
as she reaches the doors, a female voice calls out to her
just as she passes the waiting area.
67.
THERESA (OS)
Ms. Temple...
Gina turns towards the voice and is pleasantly surprised to
see a very attractive woman approaching.
THERESA (CONTINUED)
Excuse me, Ms. Temple.. May I have
a word with you?
GINA
(smiling)
Why of course... how can I help you?
THERESA
My name is Theresa Thorn and I'm
with the Office of Scientific
Intelligence.
GINA
(they shake hands)
I'm pleased to meet you, Ms. Thorn.
THERESA
I'd like to ask you a few questions
regarding Dominic Darke of Darke
Corporation.
GINA
(smiling)
I'd love to talk to you Ms. Thorn,
but I'm afraid if it pertains to Mr.
Darke I can't help you.
THERESA
(confused)
I'm confused Ms. Temple, why is that?
GINA
(still smiling)
A second after I tendered my
resignation with WCNX, I became
Darke Corporation's Public
Relations Officer and therefore are
bound by their contract
specifications, which doesn't
allows me to discuss official
matters unless I'm on duty.
Theresa stares at Gina stunned.
68.
GINA (CONTINUED)
But if you're willing, I'd be more
than pleased to entertain your
questions on Monday morning at 9:00
a.m. sharp.
THERESA
(eyes light up with interest)
Well... I was hoping to talk to you
now, but if policy forbids it, than
I will take you up on your
invitation. Where should I meet you?
GINA
At Darke Corporation of course...
and in the meantime, I'll arrange
it where you can meet Mr. Darke.
THERESA
(smiles)
That would be great... I'll see
you then.
Gina checks out Theresa's ass as she proceeds to head out of
the building. Then she reaches for her cell phone, punches
in some numbers and waits for the person on the other end to
pick up.
DOMINIC (OS)
Hello, sweetie... You were great.
GINA
(pleading tone)
Can I see you, sir?
DOMINIC (OS)
Come to my residence... we'll
celebrate the end of your old life
and the beginning of your new one.
GINA
(beaming with excitement)
Yes, sir! Thank you, sir!
(pauses and changes
her tone a voice)
Oh... ah... sir?
DOMINIC (OS)
Yes, Gina... what is it?
GINA
Remember how I've been asking you
if I could have a secretary?
69.
DOMINIC (OS)
Yes, but I told you Jennifer was
off limits.
GINA
I understand, sir... it isn't
Jennifer I'm referring too.
DOMINIC (OS)
Oh... have you been doing your own
recruiting?
GINA
No, sir. I... ah... a beautiful
girl is investigating you and I
thought...
DOMINIC (OS)
Investigating me? Where she from?
GINA
She's with the OSI?
DOMINIC (OS)
Hmmmm... and you would like this
girl to become your secretary?
GINA
(smiles)
Yes, sir! She's very sexy, sir...
and I know you'll just love her.
DOMINIC (OS)
We'll talk about it when you get
here, dear... do cum.
Suddenly, Gina drops her cell phone and cries out from her
unexpected orgasm... and has to reach her hand out against
the wall to support herself.
Suddenly, Sam comes around the corner and sees Gina leaning
against the wall, trying to catch her breath. He rushes
over to her.
SAM
(concerned)
Gina, are you all right?
Gina turns to him with a dazed expression in her eyes and a
goofy grin on her face.
GINA
(confused smile)
Sam...?
70.
SAM
God, Gina... what happened to you?
GINA
(smiling)
I... I came... He's always
punning me.
(pauses)
He's so sweet... got to go now, bu-
bye.
Gina staggers slightly as she heads for the exit.
Sam looks on in complete amazement before sniffing the aroma
around him.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
INT. BILLIARDS ROOM - BROWNSTONE - EVENING
Chris is holding a pool stick... standing next to Dominic.
Warren just finishes his shot, sinking the ball in the side
pocket. Mark is nursing another drink, while standing next
to the barmaid.
CHRIS
(frowns)
I miss seeing Gina on the news.
DOMINIC
(grins)
You know, come to think of it... I
do, too.
WARREN
(smiling)
It looks like we're going to take
this game, which will mean the next
game is the rubber match.
DOMINIC
Hey, Mark... I hear you took care
of a real feisty protester not too
long ago.
MARK
(smiling)
You must be talking about Natalia
Hewitt.
71.
CHRIS
Actually, I'm surprised that Jason
allowed you to do that to his
daughter.
WARREN
I'm not... she had become an
embarrassment and Mark handled it
with the utmost professionalism.
MARK
Thanks, Warren... I appreciate
that. A lot of members don't know
the details and they have no idea
that Jason endorsed every decision
I made regarding his daughter.
CHRIS
What happened?
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
EXT. DOWNTOWN HIGH RISE OFFICE BUILDING - MORNING
BASED ON THE INTERNET STORY, "HOW
LONG UNTIL YOU FIND
YOURSELF A STRONG MAN, PRINCESS?"
WRITTEN BY 'WHY NOW'
EXT. PLATFORM - DOWNTOWN HIGH RISE OFFICE BUILDING - MORNING
NATALIA HEWITT stood on the platform in front of the podium.
Her sign in her right hand, gazing across the crowd of a
hundred protesters.
NATALIA
(shouts into the microphone)
What do we want?!?
MASS CROWD
Redson out!
NATALIA
When do we want it?!?
MASS CROWD
Now!
Rapturous applause followed her away from the podium. DYLAN
ROBERTSON, her boyfriend of four years, kisses her before he
moves to address the crowd. After taking his position
behind the podium, he waits until the crowd quiets down.
72.
DYLAN
You just heard Natalia speak...
about what Redson pulls over
America's eyes every day. Cosmetics
no one needs. Movies without
substance or even a plot line.
Rampant consumerism ingrained into
the souls of America... And who
knows better than Natalia?
(pauses)
Her father is on their board of
directors! His own flesh and blood.
But thanks to his daughter, we see
through their capitalist ruse!
(pauses)
Natalia is a shining example for
all who would free the people from
corporate America! Now, so they
can hear us up in the boardroom on
the 21st floor, what do we want?!?
CUT TO:
INT. JASON HEWITT'S OFFICE - DOWNTOWN HIGH RISE OFFICE
BUILDING - AFTERNOON
Mark Redson is looking out the window... down at the
protesters far below. In his hand is a picture of a
beautiful girl. In closer examination we see it is Natalia,
barely out of college, wearing an Army jacket and black
jeans. Mark goes back to looking out the window.
MARK
She's an embarrassment, Jason.
JASON (OS)
I know, Mr. Redson.
CUT TO:
Jason is standing by his desk.
JASON (CONTINUED)
I don't know what's gotten into her.
Her mother and I sent her to the
best boarding school's in the
country. She's smart as a whip.
Maybe too smart. When she started
arguing labor politics at the
dinner table. I should have known
the liberal education she received
was a little too liberal.
Mark turned around to look at Jason.
73.
MARK
Don't blame yourself. Liberalism
is running rampant in most every
college. All the damn hippies from
the sixties vowed to get back at
the establishment by becoming
educators.
(pauses)
Anyway, when they get like this
it's almost impossible to control
them... so, I'm suggesting more
persuasive methods.
Jason stares at Mark nodding his head.
MARK (CONTINUED)
Tell me, Hewitt... Would you mind
if the company intervened in your
daughter's... ah... problem?
JASON
(sighs)
No, sir. Redson Enterprises must
come first at a time like this...
I just feel bad that my daughter
has become an issue.
MARK
(sighs)
Like I said, it isn't your fault...
and yes, Redson Enterprises must
come first.
Mark walks over to Jason's desk and hits the intercom.
DENISE (OS)
Yes, sir.
MARK (CONTINUED)
Denise... Please send one of the
retrieval specialists in to take
Hewitt's information on his daughter.
DENISE (OS)
Yes, sir. Right away, sir.
Mark walks up to Jason... puts his hand on Jason's shoulder.
JASON
Will you send her away, sir?
74.
MARK
No. I wouldn't do that to you.
(smiles)
I'll treat her special. I promise.
JASON
(weak smile)
Thank you, sir.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
EXT. DOWNTOWN SHOPS - EVENING
Natalie Hewitt and her roommate, BECKY TREMBLAY are walking
on the sidewalk... occasionally, other people walk past them.
NATALIA
No, Becky... I'm not using my
credit card to get you a pizza.
Credit is immoral if overused.
Corporate America wants you to
spend, spend, spend, even though
you can't pay for what you want.
BECKY
(rolls eyes)
Cut the crap, Natalia... It's just
pizza. I swear Dylan takes things
too far.
NATALIA
This doesn't have anything to do
with Dylan, you don't understand...
BECKY
Look, I believe in the cause just
like you, but we've got to eat, you
know.
NATALIA
We have food at the loft. Only
four more blocks away.
BECKY
Can we at least take a cab, Nat? I
mean, really... it's not like
you're poor or anything.
Natalia just glares at her roommate... not saying a word.
They continue walking in silence.
75.
NATALIA
You go on ahead, Becky... I think
we're out of sprouts. The market
near Houston should still be open.
I'll get some and meet you home.
BECKY
(surprised)
That's fifteen minutes in the
opposite direction.
NATALIA
It'll give me time to think... go
on, I'll catch up to you later.
Becky shrugs and then crosses the street by herself... and
just as Natalia is about to head off in the other direction,
she hears her name being called. Turing in the direction of
where the voice is coming from, she sees a dark cab pull up
along the curb with a pretty blonde poking her head out the
window.
DEBBIE
Natalia!
NATALIA
Yeah?
The pretty blonde opens the door and gets out. She's
wearing a fur coat and tall black boots. Natalia is
startled when the blonde suddenly hugs her.
DEBBIE
Natalia! I thought it was you!
NATALIA
Debbie...?
Debbie breaks off the hug and steps back so they can look at
one another.
DEBBIE
Of course, silly...
(pauses with sudden concern)
Why are you dressed like a pauper?
Are you trying to fit in or
something? I love the grunge look
too, but... really, Natalia.
NATALIA
(confused)
Why are you here?
76.
DEBBIE
Oh... Long story. Lets get inside
the cab and we'll catch up. How
long has it been... since college?
Natalia pauses a moment then decides to follows Debbie into
the cab... sliding in the back seat with her.
NATALIA
Yeah, remember? I organized that
anti-fur protest at NYU.
DEBBIE
(frowns)
Are you still the queen of causes?
You know... guys really don't like
that kind of thing.
NATALIA
Look, Debbie... We may have grown
up together in the same rich
neighborhood... and our parents may
have been loaded, but... but...
(suddenly her eyes
fight to stay open,
but fail)
Ohhhhhhhhhhhh.
Natalia falls into a deep sleep while Debbie looks at her
with a smile.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
INT. LIBRARY - REDSON MANSION - EVENING
There's a fire place... plush carpeting... luxurious
furniture... a miniature bar... a velvet easy chair which
Natalia Hewitt is sleeping in. She's wearing a tight black
lace 'teddy', matching panties, and tall black high heeled
shoes. On the other side of the room is an oak table...
there's a nice plush chair on both sides. Rows and rows of
books, where Mark Redson suddenly emerges carrying a book in
one hand and a drink in the other. He takes a seat at the
oak table.
A moan from Natalia draws his attention.
Natalia's eyes slowly open... and it takes a few moments for
her to take in her surroundings... and skimpy attire.
Suddenly, she's alarmed and kicks off the high heeled shoes
that she had been wearing and springs out of the chair to
run towards the double doors.
77.
Frantically, she tries opening the doors but finds them locked.
MARK
(calmly)
Don't waste your energy, Miss Hewitt.
Natalia twists around and notices Mark for the first time.
MARK (CONTINUED)
Please... take a seat.
NATALIA
(angry)
How did I get here and where are my
clothes?!?
MARK
Sit down Natalia.
Natalia pauses for a few moments, then slowly walks towards
Mark and with a look of utter shock.
NATALIA
(still angry)
Mr. Redson... this is kidnapping!
I hope your lawyers aren't too busy
with other litigation to defend you
in a criminal case.
Mark smiles and glances at his watch.
MARK
(smirking)
Dear, you must be strong.
(pauses)
So much fire. I hope you retain
some of it for your new existence.
NATALIA
(confused)
What? What are you... talking about?
MARK
(firm commanding tone)
Take... a... seat...
Natalia's legs suddenly feel very weak and she stumbles
forward. Thankfully, she is close to the chair and sits
down before falling.
78.
MARK (CONTINUED)
That's better, Natalia. Believe it
or not, I was actually getting a
bit worried. I thought you might
have enough fight in you to start
trashing my library before the
process took effect.
Natalia shakes her head trying to make sense of everything.
NATALIA
The... The process?
MARK
(smiles)
Yes, dear... the process. I find
it very interesting that those who
would protest against actions of
corporations like mine seem to take
us so lightly.
(pauses)
Redson Enterprises has a research
arm that rivals the CIA for its
stealth and focus. That cab you
entered? Ours. If the police were
to run a check on it they would
think the driver was just another
foreigner seeking out a living...
but in actuality, he's a highly
trained retriever.
NATALIA
Debbie? Wh... what happened to
Debbie?
MARK
(smiles)
The lovely blonde bimbo...? She
sat in the very chair you woke in
about six hours ago, but unlike
you, her treatment was swift and
without considerations.
NATALIA
(confused)
I don't understand...
MARK
We used Debbie to lure you into the
cab, which meant we had to expedite
her treatment.
(MORE)
79.
MARK (CONT'D)
(pauses)
But I wouldn't be too concerned...
Our intervention in Debbie's case
was probably a godsend. I mean...
those looks of hers weren't going
to last forever and she doesn't
really have a whole lot going on
upstairs. These type of girls are
so much better following orders
than being allowed to think on
their own.
NATALIA
You... you monster!
MARK
Trust me... Debbie is very happy
in her new life.
Natalia looked down at her body...
NATALIA
Why... Why am I dressed this way?
Who... who changed me?
MARK
(laughing)
Debbie changed you... and might I
add that she touching your body
quite stimulating... and you're
dressed this way because, quite
simply, it pleases me.
NATALIA
Pleases you...? I... I don't
think... I don't want to please
you... I don't want to do anything
to... please... you.
MARK
(smirks)
I see stage two has come to an end.
(pauses)
Poor Debbie had to go from stage
one to stage five without adjusting
along the way. Oh well.
(pauses for a moment)
Anyway, you don't have to worry
about your intellect. We have ways
of keeping it safe unscathed. In
fact, it'll be quite useful in your
new role in life.
80.
NATALIA
(struggling)
You won't... I won't... you can't
do this.
MARK
(smirks as he
finishes his drink)
I see you're having a difficult
time... so, allow me to clear up a
few of those itching mental
paradoxes for you. But, first...
(places the empty
glass in front of Natalia)
How about fetching me another drink.
Natalia's head tilts as if Mark said something strange, and
at first she shakes her head 'no', but picks up the glass
anyway. Slowly, she gets up and walks to the bar. She
reaches for the pitcher, replenishes Mark's drink, and then
returns, placing it before him.
MARK
(smiling)
Good girl.
Natalia smiles and returns back to her seat.
MARK (CONTINUED)
(smiling)
You see how good it felt to serve me?
Natalia shakes her head again... trying to comprehend, but
fails and smiles instead.
MARK (CONTINUED)
Stage three is beginning, which
should make it easier for you to
follow the dialogue.
(pauses)
In case you were wondering, we ran
a profile on you and found that
you're a linear thinker. Five
stages exist and I'll keep you
posted as to your progress.
NATALIA
(blushing)
Thank you.
MARK
(smiles)
You bet. Now, shall we begin?
81.
NATALIA
(not sure)
Y... yes?
MARK
You're not sure, are you?
(pauses)
The confusion extends itself to
very simple questions. A hallmark
of stage three. Who are you,
Natalia? Where did you come from?
Let me rephrase my point into a
more comprehensive form...
Children rarely stray from their
culture, correct?
(smiles)
Which means... You're a rich,
spoiled Jersey girl, are you not?
NATALIA
I... I was born in Jersey.
MARK
Yes, you were. In a nice
neighborhood to a nice family. Not
too many poor people around, were
there?
NATALIA
No, Mr. Redson, there wasn't.
MARK
Well, Natalia... thanks to the
process you've underwent, you will
now act the spoiled Jersey girl,
and will be very materialistic.
(pauses)
When you leave here you'll find
that your boyfriend no longer
interest you. In fact, we've given
you a craving for something
altogether different.
(pauses, noticing
Natalia's sad face)
Oh, please... Ms. Hewitt. Did you
really think you'd play the role of
the people's princess for the rest
of your life? Our kind are not
meant to mingle with the serfs.
NATALIA
Can I... leave?
82.
MARK
Certainly, Miss Hewitt... and keep
the lingerie. In fact, you'll find
that it'll compliment your new
taste in clothes. A cab is waiting
for you downstairs. We'll be in
touch.
Natalia stood up... still very much confused. She looked
around and spots the high heeled shoes that she had kicked
off and walks over to them and slips them back on.
NATALIA
Sir?
Mark glances at Natalia and smiles.
MARK
What is it, honey?
NATALIA
My... My clothes?
MARK
You mean those rags that you were
wearing earlier?
Natalie blushes and then quietly walks to the double doors.
This time when she turns the handle, the door opens.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
INT. NATALIA BEDROOM - NATALIA & BECKY'S FLAT - MORNING
Natalia wakes up... stretches and then suddenly realizes
that she's wearing lingerie! Last night hadn't been a dream!
She bolts up out of bed... looking at herself.
NATALIA
(confused then angry)
Oh... Oh, God!
Suddenly, the buzzer rings... indicating that there's
someone at the door.
Natalia grabs her robe and throws it on over her sexy outfit
and heads out of her room.
INT. LIVING ROOM - NATALIA & BECKY'S FLAT - MORNING
As Natalia crosses the living room, she sees her roommate,
Becky, also wearing a robe and heading towards the door.
83.
She pauses to look at Becky before answering the door.
There's two boxes, one on top of the other. Natalia looks
in the hallway to see where the person went, but doesn't see
anyone. She reaches down and picks up the boxes, bringing
them in.
BECKY
What is it?
Natalia hands the box labeled for Becky to her and holds
onto the box labeled for her.
NATALIA
(confused)
I'm not sure... but our names are
on them.
As Becky walks heads towards the bedroom, Natalia notices
that underneath her robe that she's wearing the same
lingerie that she was wearing.
Natalia opens the box the second Becky departs... and finds
a pretty black dress... then she rushes to her bedroom.
INT. NATALIA BEDROOM - NATALIA & BECKY'S FLAT - MORNING
Natalia strips off her robe... then reaches for the black
dress again. She smiles as she models it against her form.
Then she reaches into the box and pulls out an envelope.
Inside there's an invitation.
SHAREHOLDERS SOCIAL. REDSON ENTERPRISES. BANQUET ROOM. 9:00
P.M. SHARP.
Handwritten below the invitation is a personal message...
You have an appointment at Dinah's Salon for your hair and
nails at 5:30 P.M. A room has been booked at Empire. You
may dress in your room before the event. I will pick you up
and escort you to the ballroom.
Natalia looks further into the box and pulls out a pair of
black thong panties and blushes.
Suddenly, there's a soft tap at her door. She quickly
throws the thongs back into the box along with the dress and
throws the box on her night stand. She then picks up her
robe, puts it on, and opens her door.
BECKY
Hi... I... um... Can I talk to you?
Natalie notes that Becky is still wearing her robe.
84.
NATALIA
Yeah... sure... come in.
Becky walks into the room and spots the box on the night stand.
BECKY
Wha... what happened to us?
Natalia sees the fear and confusion in Becky's face.
NATALIA
I'm not sure.
Becky slips off her robe... allowing Natalia to see her
lingerie clad body.
BECKY
I've changed. I feel differently
about things.
NATALIA
I know... me too.
BECKY
There wasn't any jewelry in my box.
Was there any in yours?
Natalia shakes her head 'no'.
BECKY
What time is your appointment?
NATALIA
5:30
BECKY
We... we have time... if we leave
now, we have time to do a little
shopping.
NATALIA
I... I know how important it is to
look nice... but, we have to fight it.
BECKY
(getting teary eyed)
Then let me borrow your credit card.
Natalia sees that Becky is ready to cry, so she moves in to
hug her, but quite suddenly their hug takes on a new meaning
and before either one of them realize what is happening,
they're kissing each other very passionately. Then just as
abrupt, Natalia breaks off the kiss and steps back in shock.
85.
NATALIA
(shock)
What the hell just happened?!?
BECKY
(also alarmed)
I don't know... I... oh, my God.
I couldn't help it... I... want you.
NATALIA
(alarmed)
This is impossible! I can't have
feelings for you... I'm not like
that!
BECKY
I... I know... neither was I until
just now.
Becky slowly walks over to Natalia and hugs her again and
although Natalia tries to resist at first, her new desire
gets the better of her and their hug turn passionate again.
Soon, Natalia's robe is off and they end up in bed...
kissing... caressing... and stripping off their lingerie...
and proceed to make love.
CUT TO:
Natalia is on her back with her legs open... Becky has her
mouth buried in-between them.
CUT TO:
Natalia is kissing and sucking on Becky's breasts, both
girls are groaning with passion.
CUT TO:
Natalia and Becky are lying in bed... naked and dazed from
their intense lovemaking.
NATALIA
I don't believe we just did that.
BECKY
It happened... I was there and came
harder than I've ever cum before.
NATALIA
Have they turned us into lesbians?
86.
BECKY
(blushing)
After this experience, I wonder if
it would be all that bad?
Natalia looks at Becky slightly surprised... then leans over
so they can kiss. After a few moments, Natalia breaks the
kiss at the disappointment of Becky.
BECKY
(pouting)
Why did you stop?
NATALIA
(smiling)
We have to go jewelry shopping,
remember?
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
INT. SUITE - EMPIRE HOTEL - EVENING
Mark Redson, dressed in a tuxedo, walks through the suite to
the bathroom... then stops to admire Natalia, who's standing
in front of the mirror.
CUT TO:
INT. BATHROOM - SUITE - EMPIRE HOTEL - EVENING
Note: Natalia's hair is professionally done up.
Natalia is inspecting how she looks in her black dress.
Then checks out her bracelet... her necklace... her rings...
and her earrings. Her breasts are pushed together by a
specially made bra and spill a little to provide just the
right cleavage for her low-cut dress.
MARK (OS)
Ready, Natalia?
Natalia wheels around and smiles upon seeing Mark... but
then her smile turns to confusion.
NATALIA
(suddenly angry)
You! What did you do to me?!? Why
am I here?
87.
MARK
(smiles)
You ask the most boring questions,
dear. Now, shut the fuck up... get
your purse... look pretty... smile
a lot... agree with me... flirt
with everyone that shows you
interest... and be the perfect
Trophy wife.
Natalia shakes her head as if she's trying to shake the
cobwebs out.
NATALIA
(struggling)
But... but that's not what... I
don't want that... I...I...
MARK
Why ever not? That's what woman
are... Pretty ornaments to hold a
man's arm. Attractive dolls that
make sure the house staff does
their jobs. Breeding machines that
knock out a few babies between
trips to the health club. But of
course, only if the man wants kids.
NATALIA
(whining)
Tha... that's what I tried escaping.
Mark looks at his watch.
MARK
(still looking at his watch)
Obviously, you failed. Anyway,
stage five should be taking hold
any second and in this stage you'll
find yourself experiencing new a
new craving and absolute obedience.
Natalia closes her eyes tightly... and shudders for a
moment, and this time when she opens them again, she sighs
and turns back to the mirror. She checks herself one last
time.
MARK (CONTINUED)
Let's go, now... We're late.
NATALIA
(blushes)
Sorry.
88.
Natalie hurries to follow Mark.
CUT TO:
INT. ELEVATOR - EMPIRE HOTEL - EVENING
Mark and Natalia step into the elevator... not completely
used to the high heeled shoes, the sudden jolt of the
elevator makes her lose her balance and Mark catches her
just before she falls. Mark smiles and Natalia giggles.
NATALIA
(smiling)
I've never noticed until now how
handsome you look.
Mark rolls his eyes and looks at his watch.
NATALIA (CONTINUED)
(giggling)
I'll be a good little actress and
play along... as long as we can
play later.
MARK
(grins)
It isn't an act, honey... trust me.
You no longer have a choice in the
matter.
(pauses, smiling at her)
Oh... I almost forgot. Put this on.
Mark reaches into his pocket and hands her an opulent
diamond engagement ring. Natalia gasps as she slips it on,
then closes her eyes in a swoon while an overwhelming rush
of pleasure spreads throughout her. She has to lean against
Mark for support.
The elevator suddenly stops and in walks a man with a
beautiful girl. Blonde... beautiful... and very, very young.
She's wearing a glittery gold dress, huge hoop earrings, and
skyhigh heels.
MARK
Still cruising the high school
graduations, Miles?
MILES
(smiles)
It's the only way to fly, buddy.
(pauses)
Hey, I've got an idea for that new
teen magazine cosmetic marketing
campaign. Got a minute?
89.
Mark laughs, then touches the elevator's stop button. Both
men tap their dates on the shoulder, prompting them to drop
down to their knees in front of them.
CUT TO:
Both men are chatting.
The woman (with their backs to the camera) are kneeling down
in front of their dates with their faces buried inside their
crotches.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
INT. BANQUET HALL - EMPIRE HOTEL - EVENING
Typical high society party. Mark introduces Natalia as the
former protester and they move from one shareholder to
another. Natalia finds herself nodding and giggling like
the perfect trophy wife.
Mark leads Natalia onto the dance floor for a slow dance...
and as they dance (Natalia is holding Mark tightly against
her body as a flurry of paparazzi photographs are taken),
she then notices her roommate, Becky, off in the distance,
dancing with her father.
NATALIA
Mark, is my roommate dancing with
my father over there?
MARK
(glances for a look-
see, then smiles)
Your Dad had to get something from
the deal, didn't he?
CUT TO:
INT. BATHROOM - SUITE - EMPIRE HOTEL - EVENING
Natalia is leaned over with her hands bracing herself
against the bathroom sink. Her dress is raised up in back,
and Mark is thrusting up into her.
NATALIA
(moaning with passion)
Harder... please, harder...
CUT TO:
90.
INT. BEDROOM - SUITE - EMPIRE HOTEL -EVENING
Mark is on his back as Natalia rides him... up and down...
cupping her own breasts as she does.
CUT TO:
Natalia is on all fours... as Mark takes her from behind.
CUT TO:
CAMERA CAPTURES THEM NAKED FROM THE WAIST UP.
Mark and Natalia are recovering from several rounds of sex
and multiple orgasms.
NATALIA
(slightly confused)
I... I think I'm in love.
MARK
Yes, dear... part of the arrangement.
NATALIA
No. I mean... I really do love you.
MARK
Yes, Natalia. Your declaration of
love means that stage five is
complete.
NATALIA
(confused)
You mean what I'm feeling isn't real?
MARK
(smiling)
Hmmm. I guess that depends on how
you look at it.
NATALIA
How could something that feels so
wonderful not be real? I never
came so much in my life.
MARK
(grins)
Then we have ourselves another
satisfied trophy wife, don't we?
Natalia takes a moment to admire her engagement ring before
smiling.
91.
NATALIA
(beaming)
The ring is soooo beautiful. I
love it almost as much as I love
you.
(giggles)
Can we get married right away?
MARK
(smiling)
I didn't say we were getting married.
NATALIA
But...
MARK
(smiles)
That's just for show.
Natalia pouts.
MARK
Incidentally, did you and Debbie
enjoy yourselves this morning?
NATALIA
(blushing)
You mean when we went shopping?
MARK
No, Natalia...
(grins)
I mean when you were two were fucking.
Natalia blushes a deeper shade of red.
NATALIA
(nervously)
Why... Why did you do that to us?
MARK
Part of the standard package... and
necessary. The craving inside of
you can become very demanding and
sometimes, as much as we love
fucking you, we can't always give
you the attention you need. So, we
give you a steady girlfriend to
alleviate that new desire of yours.
(MORE)
92.
MARK (CONT'D)
(pauses)
But understand something... Your
new bisexual activities are a
privilege and if for some strange
reason you ever decide to misbehave,
we'll strip that pleasure away from
you.
NATALIA
(very fearful)
I would never do anything to upset
you, sir.
MARK
(smiles)
Good girl... now, there's another
aspect of your craving that I
haven't told you about.
NATALIA
Huh?
MARK
(smiling)
Get me hard again as I explain.
Natalia squealed with excitement as she moved down his body.
FADE OUT.
FADE IN.
INT. BILLIARDS ROOM - BROWNSTONE - EVENING
Warren is studying a shot. Chris is sipping a drink.
Dominic and Mark are laughing.
DOMINIC
(smirking)
I didn't realize you were so close
to marriage.
MARK
(smiles)
Not, hardly... I just believe
every girl should be a Trophy Wife,
whether they're married or not.
WARREN
All right, boys... this should
seal the game and match.
93.
Warren leans across the table... then knocks the eight ball
into the corner pocket.
WARREN (CONTINUED)
(beaming)
Game!
Meanwhile the white ball carries and drops into the other
corner pocket.
DOMINIC
(smiling)
And scratch.
WARREN
(shocked)
Well, I'll be damned...
DOMINIC
Aren't we all?
Warren, Chris, Mark and Dominic all burst out laughing at
the unintended pun.
The end.
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