Five Hundred G’s
A Short Script
By: Tony Casas
Fade in: Int. Don Tookie’s Office-Night
Don Tookie: (Feeling very distressed with impatient motives-throws a radio off the desk)
I got something for that chicken!
One Eyed Twinkie: (talking very fast-as usual)
I think he’s a rooster, Boss. And what are you doing with, that generized mechanis…um... Is that an explosive?!!
Don Tookie: (Bothered) What do you mean is this an explosive? What’s it look like? This is a state-of-the- art device that will explode with the slightest touch of this little… Quick Twinkie, what is it?!
(Don Tookie holds up the explosive, pointing to the button)
The one eyed Twink’s eyes began to glow, almost has if in a trance.
One Eyed Twinkie: (Head sponged to one side) It’s a… button? A little red button…
Don Tookie: That’s right. I’m gunna blow up that rooster. That so called fighting cock cost me big! Now get out of here be for I get hungry.
One Eyed Twinkie: (feeling unease) Hungry? You couldn’t? You wouldn’t eat …
Don Tookie: Hey cream-head! Look at me, who am I?
One Eyed Twinkie: You’re a monster…A purple Martian with power and money…
Don Tookie: Wrong One Eyed Pastry!! I’m … I… DON’T…CARE!!!
One Eyed Twinkie: But Tookie, how could say that, you raised me after my ma died, you watched me grow…
Don Tookie: Ah, I was gunna eat you… But you grew too big. Now scram kid your bothering me!!
One Eyed Twinkie: (trying to convince himself) I know you don't mean that Boss...So, Boss how much did that Rooster cost you?
Don Tookie: (Tookie stands up in a rage. Walks around the desk and circles the One Eyed Twinkie) What's a matter with you??!! Asking me how much I'm going to wack the
Rooster for! What? Has your inside gone soft?! Twinkie! Look at me!! This one time... This one time I'm going to let you ask me about MY business. Go ahead, ask me...
One Eyed Twinkie: (Unsure) I know you didn't mean all that. so why’s were you gunna blow up Johnny the fighting Cock? He's just a harmless rooster to ya anyway.
Don Tookie: Thank...you... Twinkie!! I already know this. You see Johnny...This so called fighting cock owes me way too many bills... As in the green that makes this world go 'round and 'round... Twinkie!!
Twinkie: What?
Don Tookie: Are you hearing me??!!
One Eyed Twinkie: Ya, Boss
Don Tookie: Then shut up and listen to me... Here's the deal... I sent word to bring that so called cock fighter here, and when he's gone, he'll stay gone! That Johnny Cock
will know what this is about. And when he takes the proposal/bomb..................... BANG!!
CUT TO INSIDE CAR - NIGHT.
(We see a parked car and through the window, there's Johnny sitting in the backseat with two Hired Goons on the both sides of him)
Johnny the Fighting Cock: (Looking at the thug to his right) What is this all about? What does Tookie want with me?... (Frustrated with the hired goon’s silence, he goes in to meet Tookie.)
CUT TO INSIDE CELLAR – NIGHT
The fighting rooster walks down and into the cellar, he stops at the bottom of the threshold and spots the boss.
Johnny: (Unsure) Hey Tookie, What seems to be the problem?
Don Tookie: (Snappy) Are you mocking me, Johnny?!!!
Johnny: No, Boss. Just wanted to know why you sent for me.
Don Tookie: (ready to bust a cap) You want to know why you were sent for? What's a matter with you? You lost a big fight Johnny! And I lost a lot of money on you. You're finished chicken!!
Johnny: I'm a rooster Tookie.
Don Tookie: (Losing his nerve) You're washed up!! How much money have you ever made, Johnny?
Johnny: (Puzzled) In a fight?
Don Tookie: (Becoming even more impatient) NO! While you were hatching eggs! What are you...a chicken? Of course in a fight! What's a matter with you Johnny!? You need a good smack!? Is that it Johnny?!
Johnny: Nnn…no, Tookie. Um...I've made about 7 g's
Don Tookie: About 7 G's. And in your career?
Johnny: About 20 G's maybe 30 G's...
Don Tookie: Maybe 30 G's. Look at me Johnny! You wanna know how much I lost on you? Look at this figure! (Writes a number on a napkin) That's a lot of money Johnny! You like money! You like what I just showed you?!
Johnny: Yeah, sure ...I like it, Don Tookie. That's a lot of money.
Don Tookie: Hey Johnny... That's right, it's a lot of money and you're going to pay it ALL back... If it wasn't for your father's sister's uncle's roommate’s nanny's mother's
plead on her death bed to watch over her little Johnny boy, I woulda never taken a chance on you (MUMBLING) You no good sorry son of a.” good for nuthin'...Shoulda wacked you months ago...why you little..
Johnny: Huh, Took?
Don Tookie: Nothing... Listen up Johnny. How would you feel about making 500 G's?
Johnny: That's a lot of money Tookie. How are we going to make that?
Don Tookie: Oh don't worry about the details, they'll work themselves out. You just take this proposal to Big Tony. (Hands Johnny a big envelope) And I want you to open the envelope take out the offer and hand it to him personally. He'll set everything up. Now go! Get outta my sight!
Johnny: But Tookie, I still got it in me... I can go another few fights...
Don Tookie: You're washed up Johnny! Finished! 500G's Johnny! You like that??!!
Johnny: Yeah Tookie.
Don Tookie: So do I… Now here take this… my drivers are waiting. They know your coming (*GRIN*)
