Wednesday, May 2, 2007

22: Blood Bath

Annie and Trevor appear groggy. Gloria walks right up to them and puts her face about two inches from their faces.

Gloria: Rise and shine! Mommy’s here to wake you!

Trevor backs into a corner. Annie screams through the gag. DR. laughs. Robert holds the knife above Annie’s heart.

Robert: Do you want me to do it?

Gloria: Not yet. We have some fanciful stuff to talk to these two about. Besides I told you to kill her already and you didn’t, so might as well wait now.

Robert: Fuck waiting.

He slams the knife down. Annie has moved at the opportune time and he slices through her hand ties. She does a roll and rolls out from under the lumbering, fat Robert. Her legs are still tied and she has a gag on. Everyone watches intently. Annie hops up onto her feet –many years of gymnastics helped with this- and makes her way into a corner of the basement lab room.

Gloria: Get her! I said, Get her! Or I’ll get you!

Robert: I’m trying.

DR. G stands up. He pulls a pistol out of the desk. Meanwhile Trevor has managed to get the gag off. Nobody is watching him. Gloria starts unbuttoning her blouse. There are footsteps approaching outside the door.

Gloria: Get the door!

DR. G runs over to the door and pushes it closed just as it starts to open. Annie hops over to where DR. G is and grabs his mid-section and starts to pull on him to allow the door to open.

Robert: What should I do? What should I do?

Gloria: Can’t you get a kid down in the dirt? Can’t you?

She starts to unbutton her blouse. Trevor uses his teeth to untie his hands. Then he works on his feet. Robert stabs a few times trying to hit her, but misses. Annie uses DR. G as an anchor and then jumps up with her legs and kicks Robert across the room. He hits Gloria and she flies backwards hitting Trevor who is free. Annie notices the pistol sticking out of G’s pants and grabs it. She points it on Gloria and Robert. DR G grabs her from behind and the gun goes off. The door flies open and pushes DR G to the floor. Robert has been grazed in the ear. Blood spurts out. He screams. Annie steps to the side. Trevor buttons his mother’s blouse.

Trevor: Don’t even think about using those sick teetons!

Outside the door, three people walk in. Belle Peabody, and her two henchmen. They walk slowly unafraid and observe the room. Blood and bodies litter it everywhere.

Belle: Well, Well, well, Gloria. I should have known it was you. Put the gun down, child.

Annie: (shouting) NO!

Belle: They taught you well in that rape class. Now put the gun down.

Belle waves her arm and magically, Annie drops the gun.

Annie: What the-

When the gun hits the ground, it shoots and grazes Robert’s leg. He screams again and blood comes from a new wound.

Belle: What do you have to say for yourself, Gloria?

Gloria: Nothing, Belle Peabody. Nothing at all. What did you come to tell me? Or do to me?

Belle: Oh, nothing. I came down here to congratulate you on a job well done. It’s only taken you fifteen years to produce this movie and now it’s about done. I want the reels to the film.

Trevor: You are to say nothing about the people she’s killed?

Belle: What people?

Silence. Bloody bodies litter the place.

Belle: I’m concerned with movies, Trevor. Where are the reels to the film?

Gloria: Yes, where are they?

Trevor: I will give them to you on one condition.

Gloria/Belle: What’s that?

Trevor: You let me and Annie go.

Gloria: No!

Belle: Yes. You must go, go now. Please leave. I trust you will find your way out of here and then you will leave the reels of film in an undisclosed location. If not, we will kill you.

Annie and Trevor run out of the lab unscathed.

DR: Why did you do that?

Robert: Those fucking kids-

Belle: Calm yourselves. There are others associated with this project who have not been killed yet. One Jonathan Brewster, Curtis Falco, and a certain league of women voters who have to be hunted down and killed. When this film is released, we want nobody talking about it. . .or I’m not Belle Peabody. Come along. (pause, turns back for a second) And Gloria, I leave all of that up to you. Congratulations on becoming the new President of Femjina Inc.

Gloria: But you’re still in charge, how can I be the master of all?

Belle: Masters always have to answer to someone. And don’t you forget it.

She and her guards exit.

Gloria: Don’t worry, my men, once they are dead, she will be dead too.

The three of them laugh.

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