CUT TO. INT-LARGE LIVING ROOM, NIGHT: There are about thrity or so people in the room. The people are spread out over the room, engaged in rather lurid activities including, having loud sex in the middle of the room while someone is taking pictures, attempting to rape a prostitue in the corner, a man draggin a blindfolded woman on a leash etc...
The crew enters the room via a pair of large french doors. They go mostly unnoticed by the crowd as they filter through. Seraph spots Merovingian sitting on a couch. He is sitting beside two women while another has her face in his lap. Merovingian is wantonly kissing the woman on his right while his wife, Percephonie, is kissing his ear as she watches the woman in his lap do her thing. Seraph walks up to Merovingian. He grabs the woman in his lap by the back of her neck and yanks her off. He stops kissing the woman on his right and Percephonie stops with her minstrations. The Merovingian is very pissed off as he zipps up his pants and stands.
MEROVINGIAN
I always knew a gook would crash my good time.
SERAPH
Where is she?
MEROVINGIAN
Safely locked away in a place where she can do no more damage to the order of things.
INT-LIVING ROOM: Sarah steps forward and takes Percephonie up by the hair. She takes out a pistol and presses it into her head.
SARAH
Talk Frenchie.
MEROVINGIAN
Do you really think that I would not sacrifice my wife to keep a contagion out of The Matrix. She is more than willing to die for me.
PERCEPHONIE
Not willing, I just do not really care either way.
MEROVINGIAN
I think one may need a little more time to develop some necessary bargaining skills.
SARAH
You know something boyo, I was making deals and comprimises when I was trapped in The Matrix. I don't make deals or deal with pompous assholes any more. Give me The Oracle or I will kill everyone in the room starting with you.
INT-LIVING ROOM: Sarah aims her gun at Merovingian's head as does everyone else with Sarah. Merovingian smiles.
MEROVINGIAN
I do hope you know that you are threatening the wrong man.
SARAH
What do you mean?
MEROVINGIAN
Ah, ready to bargain then right?
SARAH
What do you want?
MEROVINGAIN
Oh nothing much, just a pleasent evening of debotchary with my wife, her on the floor, your pretty friend and you for good measure.
SARAH
You do realize that by saying that you've pissed me off to the point of signing your own death warrent.
MEROVINGIAN
Yes, but you cannot kill me.
SARAH
Why?
MEROVINGIAN
You are not The One. You have the ability, but not the will.
SARAH
I have the will and the means.
INT-LIVING ROOM: Sarah cocks her gun.
SARAH
Time's up. What have you got to say now slick?
INT-LIVING ROOM: Merovingian contemplates his situation. He comes to a desision.
MEROVINGIAN
What harm will it do? His name is Jones.
The crew enters the room via a pair of large french doors. They go mostly unnoticed by the crowd as they filter through. Seraph spots Merovingian sitting on a couch. He is sitting beside two women while another has her face in his lap. Merovingian is wantonly kissing the woman on his right while his wife, Percephonie, is kissing his ear as she watches the woman in his lap do her thing. Seraph walks up to Merovingian. He grabs the woman in his lap by the back of her neck and yanks her off. He stops kissing the woman on his right and Percephonie stops with her minstrations. The Merovingian is very pissed off as he zipps up his pants and stands.
MEROVINGIAN
I always knew a gook would crash my good time.
SERAPH
Where is she?
MEROVINGIAN
Safely locked away in a place where she can do no more damage to the order of things.
INT-LIVING ROOM: Sarah steps forward and takes Percephonie up by the hair. She takes out a pistol and presses it into her head.
SARAH
Talk Frenchie.
MEROVINGIAN
Do you really think that I would not sacrifice my wife to keep a contagion out of The Matrix. She is more than willing to die for me.
PERCEPHONIE
Not willing, I just do not really care either way.
MEROVINGIAN
I think one may need a little more time to develop some necessary bargaining skills.
SARAH
You know something boyo, I was making deals and comprimises when I was trapped in The Matrix. I don't make deals or deal with pompous assholes any more. Give me The Oracle or I will kill everyone in the room starting with you.
INT-LIVING ROOM: Sarah aims her gun at Merovingian's head as does everyone else with Sarah. Merovingian smiles.
MEROVINGIAN
I do hope you know that you are threatening the wrong man.
SARAH
What do you mean?
MEROVINGIAN
Ah, ready to bargain then right?
SARAH
What do you want?
MEROVINGAIN
Oh nothing much, just a pleasent evening of debotchary with my wife, her on the floor, your pretty friend and you for good measure.
SARAH
You do realize that by saying that you've pissed me off to the point of signing your own death warrent.
MEROVINGIAN
Yes, but you cannot kill me.
SARAH
Why?
MEROVINGIAN
You are not The One. You have the ability, but not the will.
SARAH
I have the will and the means.
INT-LIVING ROOM: Sarah cocks her gun.
SARAH
Time's up. What have you got to say now slick?
INT-LIVING ROOM: Merovingian contemplates his situation. He comes to a desision.
MEROVINGIAN
What harm will it do? His name is Jones.
