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The Need For Money

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Scene one of the swagaholic production. Posted for Tuesday. Rest up by Thursday

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1 EXT. LAS ANGELES GHETTO ALLEY - NIGHT 1

TONY’S DAD leans against the wall very casually with a

disgusted look on his face. He looks down at his watch and

sees 9:34pm. He pulls out his phone, quickly dials, and puts

it up to his ear abruptly.

TONY’S DAD

Hey dear. Have you heard from Tony?

NATALIE (O.S.)

No. I havent heard anything. Coach

has been working them late because

they have a big game this weekend.

TONY’S DAD

Well I’m waiting at the usual spot.

Should I wait?

NATALIE (O.S.)

He is a grown boy. I think he will

be fine to walk home alone for

once. Just come home, your favorite

TV show just started anyway.

TONY’S DAD

Alright. I’m just gonna go on

ahead.

NATALIE (O.S.)

ok see ya soon

TONY’S DAD

bye

(hangs up his phone and slips

it into his pocket)

Tony’s dad turns the corner of the street and heads down the

alley holding 5 plastic grocery bags that seem to be about

to break. He moves in and out of all the trash dumpsters and

loose debris. He makes another turn deeper into the alley.

He gets a perplexed look on his face.

HEAD GANGSTA #1 (O.C.)

I aint fucking with you anymore

(Hear the sound of a gun

pistol cocking)

HEAD GANGSTA #1 CONT’D (O.C.)

I told you I needed this money

(CONTINUED)

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HEAD GANGSTA #2 (O.C.)

some shit came up and I lost the

money. Ill have it soon.

Tony’s dad continues forward to see the groups of gangstas

in a standoff with Head Gangsta #1 pointing his gun right at

Head Gangsta #2’s dome. Tony’s dad steps on a cover to a

trash can and startles the gangstas. Sensing immediate

danger the ganstas turn and shoot. Tony’s dad takes a bullet

to the chest and drops to the ground in agony. He lets out

an enormous scream and the gangstas pick up their shit and

run.

Tony is seen walking into the same alley that his dad was

seen walking into 20 minutes earlier. Tony is shurgging his

black athletic duffle bag over his shoulder. He clears the

sweat off his forehead and wipes it on his bright orange

basketball jersey. He slowly hobbles down the same path as

his father and then he spots him. Tony drops his bag and

runs to his father who is laying in a puddle of his own

blood. Tony drops over his bloody father and begins to sob.

Tony’s father lays motionless.