Friday, February 15, 2013

Come To Poppa



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In Chapter 36 of NOWHERE GIRL, long-lost twin sister spies Cherry Nation and April Street infiltrate black ops spook Sledge Crafton's secret lair, where he holds them captive ... and then reveals a shocking secret about their past ...


INT. INTERROGATION ROOM - NIGHT
The door behind Cherry and April SLAMS shut with a BANG.

APRIL
I KNEW it.
(looks around)
CRAFTON. Show yourself!

The window shade SLIDES UP.
Behind it stands Crafton.

SLEDGE
Ladies.

APRIL
What’s the big idea?
You can’t keep us locked up in here.
People know where we are.

SLEDGE
I’m afraid not.
They’re all dead.

APRIL
Then what do you want from us?

SLEDGE
That, my dear,
is the question of the hour.
Please have a seat.
I’ve got a story to tell you.

The girls sit.

SLEDGE (CONT’D)
In the early eighties,
I was missing in action in Nicaragua --
and during this period of time my
CRAZY BITCH of a wife put our
lovely two daughters up for adoption --
after she ran off to the UK
with a rock star.
(beat)
Those were heady times.
It was pre-AIDS, ecstacy was legal --

APRIL
What’s with the life story?
Get to the fucking POINT.

SLEDGE
The point?
You want me to GET TO THE POINT?
(beat)
Well, like I SAID --
my wife put our lovely
young daughters up for adoption.
Such a sad fate for
two little four-year-old girls.
How tragic would it be
if they were separated?

April and Cherry exchange glances.
What the fuck?

SLEDGE (CONT'D)
You know the rest of the story --
because you’ve LIVED it.
(beat)
That’s right -- I’m your FATHER.
I scoured the globe
for years tracking you down.
Of course I was
incredibly happy to discover
that my little April
had become an agent for Interpol.
That little apple didn’t
fall too far from the tree.
But, however, I was dismayed
to discover that my little Abby
had changed her name to CHERRY,
and had become a PORN STAR
and then a STRIPPER.
To say I was disappointed w
ould be an understatement.
(beat)
Then I decided to find a way
in which I could get
you two back together --
in my loving arms.
(beat)
This whole thing has been A TEST.
A MILITARY EXERCISE.
And you both passed --
with FLYING COLORS.
(to April)
I was right -- that if you took
Abby under your wing,
she’d grow some balls.

CHERRY
My name is CHERRY, not Abby.

APRIL
You fucking SLEPT with me, you -- MONSTER.

SLEDGE
A momentary lapse, I’m afraid.
(beat)
You ARE the spitting image of your mother.

April LEAPS up.
SLAPS the window.

APRIL
What THE FUCK do you want from us?

SLEDGE
(strange smile)
What any father wants
from his darling daughters.
I’ve created a nice little empire, you know.
I’d like you to come work with me --
and live with me.
(beat)
Imagine the possibilities.
(low)
Come to Poppa.

April POUNDS on the window.
Cherry watches, in shock.

APRIL
You’re the most depraved
human being I’ve ever MET.
We wouldn’t work for you
if you were the last person ON EARTH.
(beat)
Daddy.

CHERRY
YEAH. So why don’t you go
FUCK YOURSELF and DIE.

Crafton shakes his head slowly.

SLEDGE
I was hopping you wouldn’t say that.
Can’t blame a guy for trying.

He takes out his cell.
Mumbles something. Hangs up.

SLEDGE (CONT’D)
My heart -- is broken.

The window shade CLOSES.
Water starts GUSHING down
from a row of pipes in the ceiling.

CHERRY
What the fuck?

APRIL
Stand back!

April raises her Sig Sauer.
SHOOTS at the door.

The bullets FLY OFF and
RICOCHET around the room.

Cherry aims at the window.
SHOOTS a SPRAY OF BULLETS at it.

They, too BOUNCE of the glass
and RICOCHET.

The water swirls around,
now reaching up to their knees.

APRIL (CONT’D)
The CEILING.
Let’s see if we can blow a HOLE in it.

CHERRY
Let’s DO IT.

The girls raise their weapons.
Start FIRING at the ceiling.
Chunks of cement start FLYING off.

[ Don't miss the exciting conclusion on Monday ... ]

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