SAM AGOSTINO & SAL:
Agostino and Sal Nico sit on the white leather couch watching Underworld, the vampire versus werewolves action adventure. Sal grits his teeth, his sunglasses never seem to come off, even while he's watching T.V.
"Man, why the fuck are we watching this crap!?"
Agostino points his thumb at Samantha, "'Cuz she wants to watch it... ...You know, Trent'd be pissed if he knew you said the 'f' word in front of his little girl."
"What? Fuck?"
"Yeah fuck. Now quit fuckin' sayin it."
"Hey! Fuck, that ain't fair you just fuckin' said it!"
"Fuck it, okay, fuck that."
"Fuck what? 'Fuck?'"
"Yes --"
"Fuck - 'Fuck.'" they both say at the same time.
Samantha throws her head back laughing, she knows they were playing around, "Will you guys stop messing around? I'm trying to watch the movie here."
"Ahhh. Lets turn it off, this movie is crap anyway." Sal say reaching for the remote, Agostino stops him.
"Just look at the pretty lady in the tight leather outfit okay?" Agostino says trying to keep Sal from changing the channel.
"The hell with this I need a drink." Sal gets up and moves towards the bar.
Tony is there now and he walks into the living room putting his cellphone away, he enters at the same time as Sal who is swigging on Vodka.
Tony looks worried. "He's found the money. But there is still some bad news. He's lost track of Trenton and 8-ball, and Fido was caught by the Cops."
Sal spits Vodka, spraying it across the floor. "What the HELL!"
"It ain't no bullshit neither. He said that Trent and 8-ball got into a S.W.A.T. van. So I would imagine they'll drive it back here. I've got to get my boys to bring the money - so they'll becomin' here. A lot of commotion, screaming, gangsters, guns, possible gunplay. Bottom line, take the girl somewhere else, her life's not in my hands."
"Like where?" Agostino says confused.
"I don't know...... Misty's maybe?"
"Misty, she can't hang with a bunch of Prostitutes, that's disgusting."
"Yeah hangin' out with us is bad enough." Agostino adds.
"So figure somethin' OUT goddamn IT!" Tony says leaving the room.
Agostino turns to Samantha, "Want some ice cream Sweetheart?"
Samantha sits in a Whoopee's Ice Cream Parlor, a complete and total rip-off of Baskin-Robbins down to almost the last detail. Sam notices but doesn't point it out. She eats her favorite kind of ice cream, Buttercrunch, Sal and Agostino both have Vanilla.
"I heard you guys talking about me going to a place with a bunch of prostitutes."
"I know, Tony's crazy. Don't worry you won't have to go there."
"Why not? You said criminals are people too, so prostitutes are people too. I wouldn't mind. Don't judge people remember. Besides I can't stay here all day."
"I wasn't judging anyone, don't get me wrong okay. Some of my closest friends are hookers, but it's a sick place, trust me you don't want to go there." Agostino is very serious
"I might have too though huh?" after hearing Agostino's argument Sam sounds worried.
Agostino nods his head. Then finishes his ice cream cone and wipes his hands off. "Yeah." he says, a late accompany to the nod, "...Well lets get the hell... out of here."
As they walk out of the door, Sam turns to both Sal and Agostino alternately, then she looks straight ahead. "...So you guys are kind of like my body guards huh?"
Sal adjusts his sunglasses, "Yeah... I guess you could say that."
"Why do you ask Sweetheart?" Agostino asks her.
"'Cuz there's five people with guns walking towards you!" She says terrified, "Are they friends of your's."
"Are they Chinese?" Sal asks.
"What?"
"Do they look Asian?" Agostino says.
"Yes."
"Then no." he says, pulling out his gun. He pulls the slide back, Sal reloads his gun and does the same. Sam hides, trembling behind Agostino.
"What's gonna' happen to me?"
"Nothin's gonna' happen to you Sweetheart... the real question is, whether anything is going to happen to us." Agostino chews on his gum.
"What d'ya wanna' do?" Sal asks his brother.
"I don't know. We'll have to wing it, protect the girl at all costs."
"You got it."
Agostino goes running diagnolly to his left, while Sal goes to his right. BLAM!BLAM!BLAM! he doesn't stop, he fires like a madman. He fires until he runs out of bullets. He ducks around a corner, Sam is next to him, he puts his hand on her stomach telling her not to move.
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!"
"Remember to stay behind me."
"Did you get anyone?" She asks him.
"I'm not sure." he looks towards another building across the street. He sees Sal hiding, completely uninjured, parallel to where he stands. He stick his head out cautiously, a Triad's mutilated body is shot full of bullets, lying in a puddle of blood.
"Yeah I got one."
A Triad runs towards Sal, firing. Sal is too freaked out and guarded to do anything. Agostino reloads his gun and jumps out from around the corner. He feels someone tug on his shirt, figuring it's Sam he ignores it. BLAM! BLAM! He pumps a Triad full of lead, he glows blood twirls to the rocky street below.
"Stay behind me stay behind me!"
"Oh my god! Theres so much blood! I want to go home."
Agostino ignores the Triads in front of him and goes for the one who's firing at Sal. The Triad is now pressed against a wall, Sal is just around the corner from him, and he knows it. Agostino can see the Triad getting ready to jump around the corner. The Triads belly and rib cage tears open and blood sprays on the wall behind him. He slumps over and his gun hits the ground with a "tcchhk" scratching metal sound.
The gun had landed in Sal's view and he picks it up. Then he jumps around the corner, only semi-startled he's met by a Triad pointing a gun at him. The Triad is more surprised though, and it gives Sal the advantage.
"MO-THER FU-CKER!!" He blows the Triad to bits, blasting him from his thighs all the way up to his neck and right under his chin. The shot in the chin is a killer, it makes the Triad fly backwards with a smacking sound as he hits the concrete. Streams of blood had hit Sal as he was firing, and now he was sprinkled with it.
The last Triad runs towards Agostino and Samantha. They rip him apart from both sides. Bullets in the back and bullets in the abdomen. A speeding Hood's Rumpo has it's breaks slammed down on, and it hits the dying Triad as he's being shot. His grill is totally trashed in the process and is filmed over with a layer of blood.
Agostino runs up to the drivers side. "Get out of the van."
"Fuck you nigga'!" The Red Jacks member screams annoyed.
Agostino takes his gun and points it at the window, firing holes through but not hitting the man inside. He takes his hand and open up the door. Then he pulls the guy out by his red and black jacket throwing him on the ground. The guy starts to get up immediately.
"MAN YOU FUCKIN' BITCH!" As the man is frantically rising to his feet, Agostino slams a foot into his face, and points the gun at him. The gangster gets the message. Sam sits in the middle and Agostino drives. As their driving away they hear the man behind them screaming. Then BAM! BAM! BAM! Sal can see the guy shooting at them running after the van. They gain speed and loose him.
"Ssshhh... It's okay Sweetheart." Agostino says comforting Samantha, his hand rubbing her dark hair, his gun still in it.
"I think it would be safe to take her to Misty's, besides it is Diablo turf, and El Burro said that a lot of the Diablos with the blue bandannas hang out there right now. It's probably safe."
"Yeah you're right." Sam wraps her arms around Agostino, who drives towards Misty's in Portland.
Agostino and Sal Nico sit on the white leather couch watching Underworld, the vampire versus werewolves action adventure. Sal grits his teeth, his sunglasses never seem to come off, even while he's watching T.V.
"Man, why the fuck are we watching this crap!?"
Agostino points his thumb at Samantha, "'Cuz she wants to watch it... ...You know, Trent'd be pissed if he knew you said the 'f' word in front of his little girl."
"What? Fuck?"
"Yeah fuck. Now quit fuckin' sayin it."
"Hey! Fuck, that ain't fair you just fuckin' said it!"
"Fuck it, okay, fuck that."
"Fuck what? 'Fuck?'"
"Yes --"
"Fuck - 'Fuck.'" they both say at the same time.
Samantha throws her head back laughing, she knows they were playing around, "Will you guys stop messing around? I'm trying to watch the movie here."
"Ahhh. Lets turn it off, this movie is crap anyway." Sal say reaching for the remote, Agostino stops him.
"Just look at the pretty lady in the tight leather outfit okay?" Agostino says trying to keep Sal from changing the channel.
"The hell with this I need a drink." Sal gets up and moves towards the bar.
Tony is there now and he walks into the living room putting his cellphone away, he enters at the same time as Sal who is swigging on Vodka.
Tony looks worried. "He's found the money. But there is still some bad news. He's lost track of Trenton and 8-ball, and Fido was caught by the Cops."
Sal spits Vodka, spraying it across the floor. "What the HELL!"
"It ain't no bullshit neither. He said that Trent and 8-ball got into a S.W.A.T. van. So I would imagine they'll drive it back here. I've got to get my boys to bring the money - so they'll becomin' here. A lot of commotion, screaming, gangsters, guns, possible gunplay. Bottom line, take the girl somewhere else, her life's not in my hands."
"Like where?" Agostino says confused.
"I don't know...... Misty's maybe?"
"Misty, she can't hang with a bunch of Prostitutes, that's disgusting."
"Yeah hangin' out with us is bad enough." Agostino adds.
"So figure somethin' OUT goddamn IT!" Tony says leaving the room.
Agostino turns to Samantha, "Want some ice cream Sweetheart?"
Samantha sits in a Whoopee's Ice Cream Parlor, a complete and total rip-off of Baskin-Robbins down to almost the last detail. Sam notices but doesn't point it out. She eats her favorite kind of ice cream, Buttercrunch, Sal and Agostino both have Vanilla.
"I heard you guys talking about me going to a place with a bunch of prostitutes."
"I know, Tony's crazy. Don't worry you won't have to go there."
"Why not? You said criminals are people too, so prostitutes are people too. I wouldn't mind. Don't judge people remember. Besides I can't stay here all day."
"I wasn't judging anyone, don't get me wrong okay. Some of my closest friends are hookers, but it's a sick place, trust me you don't want to go there." Agostino is very serious
"I might have too though huh?" after hearing Agostino's argument Sam sounds worried.
Agostino nods his head. Then finishes his ice cream cone and wipes his hands off. "Yeah." he says, a late accompany to the nod, "...Well lets get the hell... out of here."
As they walk out of the door, Sam turns to both Sal and Agostino alternately, then she looks straight ahead. "...So you guys are kind of like my body guards huh?"
Sal adjusts his sunglasses, "Yeah... I guess you could say that."
"Why do you ask Sweetheart?" Agostino asks her.
"'Cuz there's five people with guns walking towards you!" She says terrified, "Are they friends of your's."
"Are they Chinese?" Sal asks.
"What?"
"Do they look Asian?" Agostino says.
"Yes."
"Then no." he says, pulling out his gun. He pulls the slide back, Sal reloads his gun and does the same. Sam hides, trembling behind Agostino.
"What's gonna' happen to me?"
"Nothin's gonna' happen to you Sweetheart... the real question is, whether anything is going to happen to us." Agostino chews on his gum.
"What d'ya wanna' do?" Sal asks his brother.
"I don't know. We'll have to wing it, protect the girl at all costs."
"You got it."
Agostino goes running diagnolly to his left, while Sal goes to his right. BLAM!BLAM!BLAM! he doesn't stop, he fires like a madman. He fires until he runs out of bullets. He ducks around a corner, Sam is next to him, he puts his hand on her stomach telling her not to move.
"Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god!"
"Remember to stay behind me."
"Did you get anyone?" She asks him.
"I'm not sure." he looks towards another building across the street. He sees Sal hiding, completely uninjured, parallel to where he stands. He stick his head out cautiously, a Triad's mutilated body is shot full of bullets, lying in a puddle of blood.
"Yeah I got one."
A Triad runs towards Sal, firing. Sal is too freaked out and guarded to do anything. Agostino reloads his gun and jumps out from around the corner. He feels someone tug on his shirt, figuring it's Sam he ignores it. BLAM! BLAM! He pumps a Triad full of lead, he glows blood twirls to the rocky street below.
"Stay behind me stay behind me!"
"Oh my god! Theres so much blood! I want to go home."
Agostino ignores the Triads in front of him and goes for the one who's firing at Sal. The Triad is now pressed against a wall, Sal is just around the corner from him, and he knows it. Agostino can see the Triad getting ready to jump around the corner. The Triads belly and rib cage tears open and blood sprays on the wall behind him. He slumps over and his gun hits the ground with a "tcchhk" scratching metal sound.
The gun had landed in Sal's view and he picks it up. Then he jumps around the corner, only semi-startled he's met by a Triad pointing a gun at him. The Triad is more surprised though, and it gives Sal the advantage.
"MO-THER FU-CKER!!" He blows the Triad to bits, blasting him from his thighs all the way up to his neck and right under his chin. The shot in the chin is a killer, it makes the Triad fly backwards with a smacking sound as he hits the concrete. Streams of blood had hit Sal as he was firing, and now he was sprinkled with it.
The last Triad runs towards Agostino and Samantha. They rip him apart from both sides. Bullets in the back and bullets in the abdomen. A speeding Hood's Rumpo has it's breaks slammed down on, and it hits the dying Triad as he's being shot. His grill is totally trashed in the process and is filmed over with a layer of blood.
Agostino runs up to the drivers side. "Get out of the van."
"Fuck you nigga'!" The Red Jacks member screams annoyed.
Agostino takes his gun and points it at the window, firing holes through but not hitting the man inside. He takes his hand and open up the door. Then he pulls the guy out by his red and black jacket throwing him on the ground. The guy starts to get up immediately.
"MAN YOU FUCKIN' BITCH!" As the man is frantically rising to his feet, Agostino slams a foot into his face, and points the gun at him. The gangster gets the message. Sam sits in the middle and Agostino drives. As their driving away they hear the man behind them screaming. Then BAM! BAM! BAM! Sal can see the guy shooting at them running after the van. They gain speed and loose him.
"Ssshhh... It's okay Sweetheart." Agostino says comforting Samantha, his hand rubbing her dark hair, his gun still in it.
"I think it would be safe to take her to Misty's, besides it is Diablo turf, and El Burro said that a lot of the Diablos with the blue bandannas hang out there right now. It's probably safe."
"Yeah you're right." Sam wraps her arms around Agostino, who drives towards Misty's in Portland.