Kirk Carter@ Chew bear Productions@ Copyright 2014
BRAIN HARVEST (6)
Ginger's Regression
Ext: Fat City, Metairie, La.-7 p.m.
Brian and Sydney are sitting in Jeep watching foot traffic as crowds of people wander about, drunk out of their minds from club to club.
Brian
"You know, we should just get an apartment out here and open up our own clinic!"
Sydney
"Maybe...after we learn all the procedures, it's not like Tyrone has a patent on this stuff!"
Brian
"Well, about ready to go to the hood...to pick up our next victim, or did you have any other suggestions?"
Sydney
"We could go to the disco, kinda blend in, maybe go hit a gay bar?"
Brian
"Fuck that shit...are you serious?"
Sydney
"Well Tyrone wants us to bring back a dude...I'm having trouble with the idea of approaching a straight guy with "Hey big boy, want to slurp my syrup" crap, it just doesn't work for me..."
Brian
"It worked for me last night?"
Sydney
"But that was different, it was one on one...this is like trying to train a lion "during" the show...but hey...Man Love transfers without any touching, just the expectation...big difference in your results!"
Brian
"Gee, who suddenly turned into the psychoanalysts...I'm impressed, ah okay I'll give it a go, but I still need to get juiced up a little...is that okay with you doctor?"
Sydney
"Yea, but just a little, too much leads to too friendly...you lose control, can't resist things happening...next thing you know you got a dick up your butt!"
Brian
"I don't wanna go there Daddy, that not good!"
Sydney
"Yea, that not good...come on...you lead!"
Getting out of Jeep, the two walk down the street, seeing a sign made out of a rainbow that just said "HARVEY"S".
Sydney
"See look, there's one right there...an experience just waiting to happen!"
Brian
"God this is making me fidgety, give me another pop off that pint...your right...it does kind of speak like Man Love encouraged here...some sick ass shit!"
Walking in, you see all eyes at the bar turn focus to a very nervous Brian and Sydney.
Sydney
"Well...they certainly LOOK interested."
Brian
"I feel like piece of meat!"
Sydney
"Yea, I know...I feel like a piece of prime rib getting ready to be sliced and eaten alive..."
Brian
"No offence, but your more like a flank steak at best...don't flatter yourself!"
Tall guy with a perfect hair cut walks up.
Tall Guy
"Well, aren't we the lucky ones...how nice to make...I'm guessing, your first appearance here at Harvey's...oh I'm sorry, my name is Clarice, I will be your honored greeter and personal assistant to your every whim and desire...and you?
Brian
"Well, that's swell...ah my name is Marcus, but you ah can call me Mark, and my most interesting compadre here is...
Sydney
"Larry...so nice to meet you, we just dropped in from a business conference down the street...thought we'd scope out the offerings...and I must say, I'm very impressed...quite a selection you have here...mind if we mingle?"
Clarice
"Of course, of course, make yourselves comfortable, our house is your house, care to get something to drink?"
Brian
"By all means my good sport, that's a most excellent idea!"
Brian and Sydney proceed to weasel into cramped packed bar.
Guy rubbing up against Brian, people pushing everyone around as crowd shifts about.
Guy Next To Brian (Kent)
"Hello, oh yes...my name is Kent, why you must be new here, I would have spotted a juicy like you long time ago!"
Sydney rolling his eyes.
Brian
"That is so encouraging to know that Kent...I can't express what I'm feeling right now!"
Sydney does gag sequence with finger into mouth.
Kent
"Oh heavens, where are my manners, let me order for you...I'll put you right on my tab...you know it's running right now?"
Brian
"No way, why your such a dreamboat, let's see...how about a couple of Turkey's, like 101...three fingers okay, and a couple of Buds, is that okay sweetheart?"
Kent looking concerned
"I take it your friend here will joining us for the evening, too?"
Brian
"Why of course, you will be quite impressed with Larry's...shall we say, skills?"
Kent
"By all means...sounds just perfect, I can't tell you how excited I am?"
Sydney
"Would you care to take this further?"
Brian
"Yes Larry, I insist...we must move quickly or we just may loose our adorable Kent here...can't let that happen..."
Kent
"Oh dear...I really like you Mark, I'm getting light headed, your so aggressive...to the point don't you know...no mindless chatter from you two...you are men on a mission..I'm so moved... I'm being an emotional mess here!"
Brian
"Oh, if you only knew how true that is...I mean, such a wonderful compliment...I really don't like to insist, but if you want to walk over to my car, I have a little surprise for you?"
Kent
"A surprise...for me, oh Dear, I think I'm going to faint!"
Sydney rolling eyes again. Getting back to Brian's Jeep, he quickly pours some shroom juice into a cup of ice he brought from the bar, and hands it to Kent.
Brian
"Here Kent, I must insist that we toast our new found friendship...cheers!"
Kent samples the drink
"Hey, what's in this...this is good?"
Kent starts to smile and roll his eyes back, starts laughing Where is my surprise...are you taking me to it?"
Brian
"Soon enough Kent, you should be seeing the magic now, it's starting to appear already!"
Kent
"You know, your right...all kind of colors and carnival animals, and happiness...lot's of happiness...thank you again Larry..."
Brian
"Oh no, thank you for sharing time with us...we're so grateful!"
Driving back to Tyrone's with Kent now covered in multiple seat belts.
Sydney
"Kent seems charming..."
Brian
"Aw...shut up, we're done with the fluffy gay pride shit, we came, we got, and now we deliver...period!"
Sydney
"Human trafficking not your cup of tea...making you a little nervous?"
Brian
"Yea, not exactly my first choice of occupations that's for sure!"
Pulling into Tyrone's, it's almost 11:30. Tyrone is pissed!
Tyron answering door.
"Where the hell were you?"
Brian
"Calm down, we did Fat City like you said, we just ran a little long!"
Bringing a hallucinating Kent in, dragging him to empty cot.
Tyrone
"Tyrone don't like to wait, who is this guy?"
Brian
"Name is Kent something, possibly a flamer...and by the way, that was payback for you blowing up on me for the other night...holding ME up for an hour...we even now!"
Tyrone
"Yea man...we square!"
Suddenly Kent starts going convulsions, starts dry heaving, and fighting at the straps that are holding him down.
Tyrone
"No way, what the hell else has this guy been doing...I'll bet you he's been doing Popper's, that ameyl nitrate shit, blow his damn heart up!"
Brian
"I didn't see anything out of normal?"
Tyrone
"That cuz you weren't looking at his pecker...fucker be as hard as a rock...all his blood be up in his thang there...about all I can try is some B-12, see what happens!"
Following the same procedure, he administers injection.
Blood pressure starts to drop and pulse flat lines.
Tyrone
"Aw shit, need to get some adrenaline into his heart...but I've only watched a guy do it, never did it myself!"
Brian
"Do you have what you need?"
Tyrone
"Yea, but it's a hit or miss thing...one time shot!"
Brian
"And if you miss?"
Tyrone
"He dies...yea, the fucker just dies...all she wrote!"
(Silence)
As Sydney and Brian take turns giving varying forms of CPR, pushing on the chest.
Tyrone prepares the big needle with the adrenaline.
Putting hand, then indexing finger into skin area over heart, pushing back plunger, pushes the needle against the skin above the heart, listens for a second on the stethoscope.
Tyrone
"Well, here go's!"
Slams large needle into heart, injecting adrenaline. Blood pressure immediately goes to a unity 40/40, Tyrone wipes sweat off his head, shaking his head.
Tyrone
"If I had paddles and a resuscitator I could restart him, but it's been too long...his brain has fried by now..."
Sydney
"Man...for what...we did this, probably just some family guy we picked on for our on selfish greed, and we came and took him away from everything, I just knew something like this was going to happen and I..."
Tyrone
"Shut up dude, you hear me...this business ain't got no place for little weak shit fucking losers like you...I don't need you here if things start to get dicey and you go falling apart, you got to keep your shit together, you hear me?"
Sydney
"Yes sir..."
Brian
"Well, he's dead all right...now what, a short prayer and we send out on a log into the river like the last one you lost?"
Tyrone
"No, Tyrone got new connection just for situations like this...some techs down at Cabrini got a hook up in India...New Delhi, kind of a clearinghouse thing..hey you two go over to time saver and pick up about 4 of them bags of ice...get the cube type and bring 'em back,"
Brian
"Gonna do a little carving, a little whittling?"
Tyrone
"Something like that, a little vital organ separation, you probably don't need your friend to be seeing this, so keep him in line...I've got to work quickly, before this blood thickens anymore!"
(Scene Switch)
(3 Hours Later)
Tyrone has already separated all the major body parts and has separated them into various Time Saver and Kroger plastic grocery bags, sitting in three large Igloos. Washing blood off knifes and hands. Brian and Sydney watching new on tv in other room.
Tyrone walk in
"Well, my bro's, the dethatching has been accomplished, the Pick A Part guys from Cabrini are awaiting our delivery...so you wanna help load the truck?"
Brian
"Do I have much of a choice?"
Tyrone
"No, I just wanted you to feel appreciated, wanted...something special to take credit for...after all, this ice ain't gonna last forever!
Sydney
"What's all them body parts worth anyway?
Tyrone laughing
"Let's see, kidneys, a good heart, Gaul bladder, liver...shit, on the open market probably about 5 or 600 thousand, but on the wholesale, especially working underground, probably only about 50 K or so, to be honest...I really don't know...all I know is that what had to be done was done, you just have to set it aside and move on, comes with the territory.
Sydney
"Just like that, probably gonna take the scraps down to the river, too?
Tyrone
"Yea, the catfish will eat good this morning!"
All three loading up Igloos into Jeep
Brian
"You know, the only thing that's bothering me is that none of this is really bothering me anymore!"
Tyrone
"That's good...toughening your ass up, gotta remember that we still have 3 victims who need to be returned to the street in the next day or two, and we still need to go shopping for new recruits...my man said he can take all we can..."
Brian
"And they don't have a chance in the manner?"
Tyrone
"They never do, that's for us to decide.
(Scene Switch)
(Later On That Morning)
Int: New Orleans Police Department-Central Command-9 p.m.
Former victim Ginger is sitting in conference room being questioned by Lieutenant Hobart and evaluating psychiatrists Doctor Hyatt
Doctor Hyatt
"Well, since your recollection is so disjointed, might I suggest regressive hypnosis...this will sometimes bring to the surface events that the conscious doesn't remember, but the subconscious is able to recall and relive those missing moments...it's about 80 percent accurate."
Ginger
" I know it's there, but it's all fragmented, I know I was drugged, but pieces are missing."
Hyatt
"Well, I suggest we get you into a session immediately this morning...and I also wanted to thank you for coming forth on this case, we haven't had any moment and your the first on to come forth!"
(1 Hour Later)
Laying on couch, Ginger is being taken under by Doctor Hyatt. Video camera focused on her face and body.
Hyatt
"Okay Ginger, we're going to go back now, and I want you to think back to when you were recently hungry, where did we go last when we were hungry?"
Ginger
"Whole Foods (starts laughing)...I like it there!"
Hyatt
"Of course you do, good selection, quality food, nice people, meet new friends, so tell me...Ginger did you meet any new friends at Whole Foods recently?"
Ginger
"I did meet new Friends...a nice boy...with a friend!"
Hyatt
"And what were you and your new friends doing?"
Ginger
"Yrying things, tasting things, and I thought...I want this guy, I wanted him to like me, I haven't been with many men, at least not by choice..."
Hyatt
"So, you are use'd to them forcing themselves on you, is that correct?"
Ginger
"Yes, always, always thought that was the way things were done, to please...do what's expected, what I was told to do, just like Daddy wanted!"
Lieutenant Hobart
"This line of questioning is drifting from our core, can we focus back toward the abduction?"
Doctor Hyatt
"It will circle back as she exacerbates her pent up anguish, her doubts and anger is caught up with her anguish and confusion...just let her vent!"
Ginger
"He wanted me to taste his smoothie, thought it odd that it was there, that he would just bring it into the store and yet..."
Hyatt
"And yet?"
Ginger
"I wanted to please him, he smiled and it made me happy...I wanted him to stay..."
Hyatt
"So, how did it make you happy Ginger?
Ginger
"I tasted his smoothie, I laughed, I danced, I smiled, it was awesome!"
Hyatt
"What did you do after that?"
Ginger
"Well...he and his friend took me for a ride in his...I think it was a Jeep, a fancy one, a nice one...all baby blue with chrome bumpers!"
Hyatt
"Where did they take you in the baby blue Jeep?"
Ginger
"I see, dark driveways, some apartments in the back, couldn't see much!"
Hyatt
"Any landmarks, maybe stores, business, is there anything you can recall Ginger?"
Ginger
"Trolley Tracks, kind of overgrown, Time Saver and a Starbucks across the street...I wanted to go get a coffee, but they just drug into the house...I couldn't walk, I was acting pretty silly."
Hyatt
"What did they do to you in there?"
Ginger
I don't know, they layed me down on a cot thing, strapped me down so I guess I wouldn't roll out of the cot, and started plugging stuff into me...like pads, sensors, needles, and I remember laughing while they did this, I should have been feeling pain, but I couldn't feel anything...know what I mean?"
Hyatt
"Of course, do any names come to mind?"
Ginger
"Well my man, the guy I liked said his name was Mike...but then later everybody else was calling him Brian, I dunno...maybe a nickname?"
Hyatt
"Any marks on him, maybe some unusual stickers or markings on the Jeep?"
Ginger
"Not really, just a big decal on the inside of the back window, with some parking permits, stuff like that..."
Hyatt
"Do you remember what any of them said?"
Ginger
"Oh yea, they all said the same thing, Tulane Medical School!"
(Scene Close)
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