Episode Six
THE ASS-BOY
Opening scene: The Captain’s cabin. Focus in on a raised glass of red wine that is being held in the air. Captain Christopher Faust toast his wife to commemorate his success at trading the appropriated precious metals from Sandrift the mining conglomerate for twenty trillion U.S. dollars.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
To you my love.
The glass is brought down, clinks with Helena’s glass and drops further past and below Helena’s face and out of the frame shot. The shot slightly widens. We see Helena Faust, the captain’s five foot three inch wife, wearing a creamy light neutral colored see through gown robe. No bra. Pointy titties. White see through crotch-less panties with low cream colored stiletto house shoes. ‘And of course her jewelry. Her understated hooped Platinum ropes around her neck lie between her titties. With, believe it or not, a set of elongated pearl necklaces. They also lie and press against the inner sides of her cone shaped breast. She wears her platinum setting pink diamond engagement ring. Which sits snugly next to her gold wedding ring which is encased in diamonds.
Even though a captain’s wife, Helena carries herself, and even envisions herself as an empress.
She holds her glass in front of her. The Captain is still in his black official officer’s uniform. Without his magnum or holster. They smile. Look into each other’s eyes and swallows at the alcohol. They quickly ‘search flavor’ the taste with their taste buds. Roam it around within their mouths and steadily look at each other.
Helena squints with disapproval. The Captain grimaces. Helena turns and walks into the bathroom and spits the wine into the sink. The Captain swallows his.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
What the fuck?
HELENA FAUST:
It’s awful!
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Open channel. Ass-boy! What the fuck you do to the fuckin’ Merlot?
Hello?
HELENA FAUST:
Fuck this. I’ll go to the galley to get coffee.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
What? Wait, you can’t walk around my ship like that.
HELENA FAUST:
Aw go on! It’ll add more mysticism to your reputation.
——Helena does not miss a step. She doesn’t stop to reconsider. She walks to the front door and the membrane disappears and she walks outside the room.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
You could have at least changed out of the crotchless panties…Stupid bitch…
——The Captain darts outside into the curved hallway and gallops behind Helena. He grabs her at her left elbow and the light fabric plumes around his grasp. Helena instantaneously shakes free. They edge further around the circular hub that is the kitchen and dining room to its entrance.
Helena’s gown robe with its over the top Draconian collar flows open to her sides and behind her. It sort of trail floats. They enter the lounge. Several shipmates sit in their booths watching as they approach the bar. The servicemen stop eating. They stop talking. They sit there looking at the Captain and his wayward wife. They focus on Helena mostly because of her beauty and virtual nudity.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Got’ damn it Helena. You’re embarrassing me.
HELENA FAUST:
Well we’re on display darling. Haven’t you seen the news lately. Everyone seems to know all of our personal business so they might as well get a look at the goods.
My business is out there under public scrutiny. My marriage is in ruins and now I have no home to go to. Fuck you!
Fuck you and your wine.
Hey you guys? Do you like what you see? The Captain’s wife?
CAPTAIN FAUST:
You guys get the hell outta here! What’s the matter with you!
——The crewmen quickly get up from their seats to leave under the fear of chastisement from their sometimes cruel Captain.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
‘And keep your mouths shut!
‘Act like you’ve not seen a naked lady before. As many excursions to New Chicago.
——The bartender walks up to Helena.
HELENA FAUST:
Irish espresso please. Make sure to add extra Irish.
BARTENDER:
The requisitions for Irish whiskey were not received ma’am. I’m afraid that we only have coffee. Generic at best.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
What? Does the Load Director know this? The fuckin’ Ass-boy didn’t answer his hail.
HELENA FAUST:
This is an outrage! There is no flipping way that I’m going to be locked up with you for days without alcohol.
——Helena storms off.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Mrs. Faust, you better be headed towards my quarters in that outfit or I’m having you thrown into the brig!
I’m not bullshittin’ either.
——The Captain turns his attention back to the bartender.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
‘And you, get that bitch ass —Ass-boy to the fucking bridge immediately.
——The barrier membrane to the Captain’s quarters disappears and he walks inside. He looks at Helena as she looks at him. She continues to dress by sitting on the bed and putting on her socks. She then stands walks to the caddie and grabs her pants.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
We are not going to get into it right now. I need you to get it together and not do any more of your provocative risqué moves to embarrass us tonight tomorrow or in the future while you’re on this ship. Is that clear with you?
There’s an unopened bottle of bourbon in my nightstand. You can use it sparingly. You sleep here. I’ll find another place to sleep.
HELENA FAUST:
I think it’s best. Did you clean house yet?
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Yes, I am working on it.
My things to do list is full. Please don’t let things spiral further out of control.
HELENA FAUST:
Go on then.
——The Captain holds a stare of contempt at Helena. He then turns and leaves.
Captain Chris Faust walks along the curvature of the halls of the Nemesis to the Arch placer. He walks through the neon arches and instantly is walking through another Arch placer on the bridge. Signals go off upon his return to the bridge requiring answers to messages and people who are on hold. The Captain chooses…
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Yeah, go ahead Lee.
SERGEANT LEE:
Did you see my message? We’ve confiscated a rock melter.
While you were down there making the trade they barrel rolled it in on us. Dimension Placed it right next to Gloria. Tried melting her. They only took out five Bozzo rays though and scorched the outer plating. Minor damage.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
How the hell did they get a Dimension Placer?
SERGEANT LEE:
Sandrift.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
How in the hell did Sandrift get a Placer? Dimension Placers are regulated to high clearance government officials only. They are supposed to be anyway.
SERGEANT LEE:
My guess is because Sandrift has pull.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
They’ve got pull huh? Well let’s give every fucking body one. Let’s have everyone with our shit.
Those stupid fucking politicians love making shit complicated. It had to be The Secretary of State. Paving roads. Smoothing out the bumps and catering to the malleable milk toast loose piles of shit- rich fucks of ‘Those on high’.
Stupid fat-ass bitch!
She keeps doing shit that’s fucking us up! She didn’t even ask our opinion on the matter or inform us. Typical.
——Silence from Sergeant Lee.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
You handle the storage of that beast. Alright? Okay Lee out.
Open hail. Ass-boy!
Jovial Jenkins get your ass on the bridge A.S.A.P.! Or so help me God I’ll have you walking the plank!
LOAD DIRECTOR SHOK APANI:
I don’t think he’s on-board sir. Fact is, I know he is not.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Spill it Shok. Don’t play with me right now.
LOAD DIRECTOR SHOK APANI:
He’s fallen out with Waay again.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
I told those bitches to keep it off the ship!
——Lieutenant Faust walks through the Arch Placer and walks down the rubber matted ramp. He sits down in one of the three Tactical stations.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
You good Shorty?
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
Yeah. I’ve got a headache but Not feeling bullet pain. ‘Would have liked a beer though.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
You mean to tell me no fucking beer too?
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
We have beer. That foreign alien shit. The design on the bottle alone made me want to vomit. I tried it though now I got a headache.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
That fuckin’ cock sucker! Find his ass!
LOAD DIRECTOR SHOK APANI:
Officially A.W.O.L. sir. Absent without leave.
Court martial his ass!
CAPTAIN FAUST:
No. I’m gonna kick his ass! —-when I find him.
BRIDGE CORPORAL FRANZ HOUSER:
Captain the President is online. Requesting a word from you sir.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Patch him through.
——The Captain stands at the helm next to the corporal.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
President Wright. How good it is to see you.
PRESIDENT WRIGHT:
Captain Faust I’ve been calling you for days now.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Mmm, yes sir. I’ve handled that thing we’ve discussed. Things went a little foul but we’ve come out on top.
PRESIDENT WRIGHT:
I’ll be at Cali-point, be there.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Right away sir. I have a few issues to resolve but should…
——The President of the United States of America nods bouncing his head in agreement barely displaying insolence and impatience. He immediately changes in appearance from a white man into an Asian ‘Coolly’ as if saying okee dokey. Then he changes back.
PRESIDENT WRIGHT:
Now!
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Captain Faust out sir.
——The screen goes out and fizzes.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Cali-point Houser. Time Mach us near Pluto then time bounce us to Earth with fifteen minute intervals of three.
BRIDGE CORPORAL FRANZ HOUSER:
Yes sir Captain sir. Forty five minutes to Earth.
——The Captain is walking the circular hallway back to his quarters. This is a tight shot.The shot expands just before he reaches his cabin door. The door recognizes the Captain and dissolves before he enters.
Helena sits on the side of the bed watching television. She has poured herself a shot of bourbon and it sits in a shot glass on the right nightstand next to her. The Captain walks over to her.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Gimme that.
——Helena recognizes that the mood has changed and immediately gives her husband the liquor which he slams.
HELENA:
What’s wrong?
CAPTAIN FAUST:
I can’t take you to Ornament 38 just yet.
——There is a long pause.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
The President has called. I have to go and see him.
HELENA:
Oh.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
If I don’t make it back I want you to know that I love you.
HELENA:
You’ll make it back my love.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
There’s no telling what’s in store for me. I already know that I’m being ‘uped’.
While I am in California I want you to go to med bay to use the pressurizer. It’s warranted.
——Helena squints her eyes but says nothing.
The Captain gathers himself goes to his nightstand puts the shot glass down on top of it. He opens the drawer and removes his 44 Magnum and holster. The gun metal reflects light within the dim room. Its weight of over two and three quarters pounds is settling in his grasp. Meaty yet elegant. Stout and short barreled but as accurate as a sniper’s rifle.
As Helena watches her husband strap on his holster…
HELENA:
Hit this and have another drink.
——Helena lights a marijuana joint sucks on it and hiss-passes it.
HELENA:
You’re down I want you up. ‘Have your wits about you. Do you hear me Captain?
——The Captain presses the joint between his tight lips and puffs on it as if smoking a cigarette. He goes to his wardrobe and finds a black tie which he quickly throws around his neck and wing ties it. Popping his shirt collar down around it the Captain unbuttons his middle shirt button and puts the bottom of the tie through it. He goes into the bathroom.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Gimme that bottle.
——Helena gets off of the bed and brings the bottle and shot glass. The Captain washes his face.
Helena slams a shot as the Captain stands and examines himself in the mirror. She pours him a double. The Captain throws it back. He then turns on the cold water and scoops water to rinse and spit then again but swallows the water. He grabs Listerine off of the sink to clean up the liquor breath. He opens the mirror medicine cabinet to retrieve his cologne. He sprays it all over himself. He goes back to looking into the mirror. He passes Helena the joint. The Captain looks at his wife standing behind him in the reflection of the mirror. He eases toward her and kisses her.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Goodbye my love.
——Helena says nothing as he exits the bathroom and steady strides out of his cabin.
The Captain sit in Cheryl the black panther Camaro along with his cousin Lieutenant Faust. The parking bay which they sit is in a lower level underground garage. The Fausts give each other a quick look then exit the vehicle. The Captain who drove the car, habitually backs into his parking spot leaving himself an easier exit in drive rather than a speedy exit in reverse. They walk towards the elevator passing two support columns along the way. The underground level of the government building that is divided between three branches of law enforcement: Command Essential, Corrections and Examinations. Assessment. Guidance. League. Essential. (EAGLE) is nearly empty of cars.
They are walking parallel from Cheryl towards nine cars parked in assigned parking spots on either sides of the elevator’s entrance.
The President’s black Cadillac sits in its spot facing them, Its fascia seemingly looking at them as they approach. The President’s Cadillac’s emblem and intake grill is platinum colored. His Black-wing has been backed into its spot as well.
From behind them…
PRESIDENT WRIGHT:
En garde!
Uh! Oh no! It’s too late! You’re wide open.
No concern of your surroundings… Now you’re going to die!
—-Jody Faust gasp and grabs at his throat and drops to his knees. The Captain turns to reach for his cousin but is repelled-zapped away from Jody as he suffocates. A slightly visible circular force field surrounds Jody and he is out of air quickly. Wide eyed and desperate the Captain tries again with the same result. A whistling whirling sound is being generated. Obviously from the President, and it is nearly deafening and nearly crippling.
A giant metallic hand about the size of a bedroom pillow grabs the Captain by his right shoulder from behind and slings him into Cheryl over thirty yards away. Cheryl’s windows are instantaneously blown out but her Etire frame is not even scratched. The Captain ebbs out a vacuous moan and drops flat on his face. He wakes within seconds. Noticing Jody is on his back not moving. The Captain rallied his legs and stands. He hears a crunch within his body. It’s his back. It’s broken again. His spine is completely broken in half. He falls backwards on an off to the side cascade of dead or numb flesh because of the terribly uneven break. He lays there a second.
PRESIDENT WRIGHT:
Your cousin’s dead Captain. Dead because of your unpreparedness. Your lack of strength and determination and focus.
Now…
You join him.
The Captain grits his teeth and rolls on to his left side. The nearly twelve foot tall President, dressed in one of many battle suits advances towards his right side. The Captain crawls to his left along the driver’s side of Cheryl.
PRESIDENT WRIGHT:
Consider yourself dead. Your defense was down with me in sight of you.
The President slowly walks towards the crawling captain. The black and midnight purple suit of armor has blood red highlights in it. The suit gleams light off of its surfaces as the President approaches the Captain.
PRESIDENT WRIGHT:
Go ahead and pull it. I’ll give you a free shot. I won’t even block your forty four’s pressure bolts. With that the augmented captain Omni-human level seven rolls right lands on his back reaches down his right leg, gun is up aimed and fired. Boom. The Captain is faster than a master shootist. The President catches the bolt in the neck. He drops dead, his battle suit is in collapsed kneeling position. The hand are palms down on to the ground holding the body in place. The Captain rises twist and stretches his upper body and quickly hobbles forward towards the down President with his gun aimed at him. The whistling sounds stop. An audio recording begins. The Captain instinctively fires two more deafening shots into the chest cavity of the suit as the audio continues to play.
(AUDIO) PRESIDENT WRIGHT:
Ten seconds. Here’s a little walk down memory lane…
You know, I preferred Kevin over you.
(AUDIO) CAPTAIN FAUST:
Yes sir. You’ve told me this. Numerous times actually.
(AUDIO) PRESIDENT WRIGHT:
How in the hell did you ever graduate from the academy?
——The Captain staggers away towards Jody. The audio continues.
(AUDIO) PRESIDENT WRIGHT:
I’ve become some what of a ‘Jackson Pollock’ in regards to upgrades. Here… use that illuminator. Look at all the blood splatter within my Oval Office…
——The Captain stands next to Jody and reaches out to him. The force shield is still in place. He is again zapped.
(AUDIO) PRESIDENT WRIGHT:
…There is General Travis. Colonel Dela Croix. Check out the corner of my desk. Your cousin Jody. ‘And Fontaine.
Sniveling in the corner by the door is your beloved Augustine Freed… her first upgrade… years ago I might add. She cried like a child and begged for mercy…
…’you know where yours are of course…
——The Captain looks at Cheryl.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Cheryl I want to to find this signal around Jody and remove it. Check the President’s car then his suit. Hurry!
(AUDIO) PRESIDENT WRIGHT:
…Follow my pointer. I want you to see these.
Top side ceiling… The Joint Chiefs of Staff. All of them. Off center of the rug. The Presidential symbol near the twig of wheat. Twelve judges: The Supreme Court. Next to it ‘Speaker of the House.
Surprisingly and not so surprising my own blood. Courtesy of the Queen Mother.
Her’s is there too. What little there is if it. She gave some and took some.
You know, we’ve fought those Brits over and over again for our independence. ‘But the truth is is that we are still very much tied to them. Our language hails from their land. ‘And like it or not we are their offspring. Of course we are an independent nation that’s true. ‘But as long as I am in office we will be in unison with the United Kingdom. Its three islands.
That’s enough. Get the hell out of here.
——The Captain reaches out again towards Jody. He is not shocked this time.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Good work Cheryl.
CHERYL:
The force field was released from the President’s vehicle. Warning!
——Cheryl’s driver side hub fires at the President’s Black wing. The small pressure bolts are deflected from its surface because of its hyper alloy shielding. Not even the windshield is chipped or even blemished. The Black wing no longer hides it ‘livening’ and its head lights turn on and sort of squint as if angered. There is a tingling sound ringing in the air. Cheryl begins vibrating then is visibly being shaken. The President’s Cadillac sends oscillating sound waves into Cheryl shaking her down to her core. Pieces of her fall off of her frame and other parts drop out of her on to the ground underneath the car’s carriage. She sits disassembled within her parking bay nicely within its painted lines on the ground.
——The Captain quickly grabs Jody’s wrist and begins lifting him. Lieutenant Faust gasps and comes back to life from death. The deathly purple color of his face begins changing towards vitality and health. The Captain gets Jody’s arm around his neck and shoulder area to get into a safer area but this is short lived. The distinguished sounds of pressure bolts cut the air and they are both riddled with them from the massively foreboding President. The Captain and Lieutenant yelp quickly and fall sideways to the ground. Jody is down and past dead again. The President jogs over to them and ignites them. The Captain screams.
PRESIDENT WRIGHT:
Scream Captain! Scream. Lie there and scream!
——The Captain does so. He screams and worms and screams harder while being roasted. He screams until what seems to be the end of screams. Then he stands. Teeth gritting and now enduring immense pain the Captain attacks the President. He darts in and tackles at the waistline of the President. The action is futile given the fact that the president does not move one fraction of an inch. The Captain holds the President around the waist and then looks up and punches upwards hitting the President’s suit in the chest plate. He rifles several punches into the chest plate.
PRESIDENT WRIGHT:
Very good Captain. That’s good enough.
Enough now.
——The Captain continues throwing punches although melted flesh is falling off of his knuckles. The President grabs him from the back of his head with his left hand forcing his head forward and downward. Then the President seeing that the Captain’s shoulder blades are in full view, slams him between both shoulders blades with his fist knocking the Captain down to the ground.
PRESIDENT WRIGHT:
Congratulations Captain. You’ve upgraded.
I’ve tripled both upgrades for you and your cousin.
…Get his punk-ass off of the ground!
…You are now Omni-human level ten. Your cousin is at level six.
Julie?
——The President’s Black wing speedily moves forward s-curving to him as if on rails and stops. This takes one second.
PRESIDENT WRIGHT:
Show yourselves out.
——The President walks towards his Black wing and his armor falls off of him. He wears a greenish light gray suit less the suit jacket. Stretchable fabric. He shrinks back down to six feet two inch’s and opens his car door. The Captain notices blood on his collar and chest area. The Presz reaches for his suit jacket on the driver’s seat and puts it on himself and adjust the fabrics. He nods to the Captain, President Wright jumps inside of his Caddy and slowly drives off out of the lower level and up the ramp.
The Captain looks at Cheryl now.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Eighteen million fucking dollars.
——The Captain has nearly no wounds on his body by now. Jody is not so lucky. However he is alive and with substantially less pain as he would have been if still Omni-Human level three.
Lieutenant Jody Faust is burnt and full of holes that are healing…
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
Lottie can’t see me like this.
Take me to get my car.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
I will. Let me check Cheryl into the garage. It will burn time between us returning to Ornament 38. We’ll taxi over to D.C.’s Capital Police to get Gertrude.
I’m sorry I failed to protect you.
——Jody looks less burnt. He is slowly healing.
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
We’ve failed each other. Usually I am more effective. He took me out right away.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Fuckin’ bastard! Fucking roasted us. Shot us too. I was expecting another beating. He fucking outright killed us.
I fucking despise that man. He’s a fucking psycho!
——The Captain pulls out his phone it’s roasted. His uniform is blackened peeling fabric and char.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
I guess we’re walking to the garage.
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
He’s a prick alright, but to be honest I am liking this upgrade. I feel better than ever.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
You were dead when he burned us. You felt nothing. I was alive. And He burned me until I got up and fought.
He’s a cruel son of a bitch!
——They walk up to the garage door. The Captain pounds at the horn.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Hey! Come on!
——The membrane of the wide garage door opens and they walk inside of the garage.
NEW SHOT: Side view following the Captain and Lieutenant past the entrance fifty feet inside. Upon arrival deep within the service Bay Area there is a service man standing off side of the painted guide lines of the bay. They walk up to him. The serviceman’s name tag displays Samuel.
Samuel takes in their disheveled attire
SAMUEL:
How can I be of service to you?
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Captain Faust, pleased to meet you. My Camaro is in dire need of service. It’s sitting in the parking lot below us. I need a tow.
SAMUEL:
Sure. I will get it personally.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Give her a once over. Upgrade her windows. Clean up the blood and glass. Fix whatever needs fixing. I will be back for her within the week. Thank you.
Is there a shuttle that can take us to Outfitters?
SAMUEL:
Sure. I’ll get our driver to take you there.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
That would be greatly appreciated. Thank you.
SAMUEL:
You can both wait in the waiting area until your ride arrives. Did you leave the key.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
In the steering column.
SAMUEL:
Thank you. The waiting area is straight ahead through the doors and to your right. We’ll call you when your car is ready.
——They stride towards the old flip doors. They go through them.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Jody you look terrible. Like uncooked meatloaf.
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
Where’s the restroom?
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Over there. I’ll wait for you in here.
——Jody breaks off towards the restroom. He goes inside of it.
——The Captain looks at his phone and tries it. It works. He dials the Nemesis.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Yes. Any news?
BRIDGE CORPORAL FRANZ HOUSER:
Colonel Dela Croix beckons you.
And we have a lead on Jovial.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Alright. Transfer me to my quarters.
BRIDGE CORPORAL FRANZ HOUSER:
Right away sir.
HELENA:
How did it go?
CAPTAIN FAUST:
I’m ‘uped’. How are you up there?
HELENA:
I’m managing.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
I’ll be there shortly.
HELENA:
Alright…I will see you when you get back here. How soon do you think it will be?
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Jody’s pretty messed up. He passed of course but he’s a mass of flesh now. He needs time to restore before we go to Ornament 38. He doesn’t want his wife and kids to see him this way.
We’re going to go to D.C. to pick up his car.
HELENA:
How long are we talking?
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Give me an hour.
Alright, see you when I get there. Bye.
——Still looking at his phone the Captain tells it to call Madeleine.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
What’s going on dear?
MADELEINE FAUST:
Unfortunately timing. They transferred my call to your quarters and ‘Miz Helena Faust’ answered. Quite a spirited mouth she’s got.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
You noticed that huh?
MADELEINE FAUST:
She’s quite the docile type.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
I’ve listened to the message from you. I am in agreement that the marriage between us has to be broken. Our time together in Stansia swept me off of my feet. I can’t say that that was the only reason,…I can’t get into this. polygamy is an ugly word. A word that if presented and proven in divorce court will grant Helena access to all of my monetary assets. Leaving me with absolutely zero.
Sure I could get more but it won’t be easy and it’s not only that.
I need this new start with her. With Helena.
We’ve known each other for over forty years. We’ve been married for twenty seven years. I desperately love her still. Regardless of all the fights, misery and the drugs and alcoholism and infidelity. Through all the shit details of my fucked up job and life!
MADELEINE FAUST:
Spare me please! All that’s needed is for you to sign the dissolution petition. That’s it. And we’re done.
(Pause)
Goodbye Captain Faust.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Madeleine please don’t do anything. I’ll send you money to aid you in this transition.
MADELEINE FAUST:
(She cries) That’s your answer to everything.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
It’s not. I’m real. Since you can no longer have me have my money. You’re worth one hundred million dollars to me. Please stop crying and get your self together! This is done. I had fun and so did you. Now it’s going to the past where it will stay. I am not your kind my love. Deep down you know it. I was bound to duty out in space for months in your area, lonely. You were beautiful and kind and friendly. Something I needed at the time.
MADELEINE FAUST:
‘But no more.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Look, I’m sure that a beautiful wonderful woman like yourself will find someone more deserving of you.
——The phone goes dead. The Captain stares at the phone. Jody is standing behind him. The Captain turns to greet him.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
You’re looking better than a few minutes ago.
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
That fuckin’ bastard!
CAPTAIN FAUST:
I told you.
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
Fucking prick!
CAPTAIN FAUST:
You only need a few more hours and you’ll be fully restored. It wasn’t that long ago when I was level six. Look at it this way. I’m eleven years older than you and you’re right on my hills.
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
Yeah right! Where the fuck is our ride?
——The serviceman walks into the waiting room.
SERVICEMAN:
Are you guys waiting for a ride to Outfitters?
CAPTAIN FAUST:
That’s us.
SERVICEMAN:
Right this way.
——They follow the serviceman through two swinging doors.
NEW SHOT: exterior of the law enforcement service complex. The Captain and Lieutenant exit the building into the shot. They are dressed in newly fashioned civilian attire.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Hail a cab. Let’s go on a quick spending
spree on the way to D.C..
——Jody raises his hand while walking towards the curb. A yellow cab pulls over and they slide into the back from the sidewalk one after the other.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
I hope you’re not busy because we’re going far and want to make stops along the way.
CABDRIVER:
The meter keeps running the whole way whether moving or standing. How far are you going?
CAPTAIN FAUST:
D.C..
CABDRIVER:
There’s a two thousand dollar surcharge to cover my travel back to California. Is that acceptable?
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Of course. Is there a discount for law enforcement officers?
CABDRIVER:
Are you kidding me?
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
I didn’t think so.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Hit it.
——The cabdriver clicks the flag pull and the read out displays $25 dollars. He switches to drive and turns right into the alley between Access the law enforcement building and 505 civic plaza in Clark center. The shaky taxi ascends higher and higher in the alley passing many windows that capture the Captain and Lieutenant’s interest. As they thrust forward showing on the captain’s side which is behind the driver, the civics building has passed by and only the plaza is seen with its large thoroughfare. People bustle along their way to various destinations. A quick glimpse of the C. Joy inc logo lady sits on the plaza as a three dimensional statue. It stands two hundred feet high. It is silver based with black stamping for the text. The flag pole goes by with ‘Old Glory waving. The cabdriver breaks from his scenic coast along and bolts high and out of California. They go past Las Vegas three minutes later. They reach Chicago within ten minutes…
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Yeah go ahead Houser.
BRIDGE CORPORAL FRANZ HOUSER:
We have a problem. Our lead just informed us that Jovial Jenkins is leaving the area soon.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Where is he?
BRIDGE CORPORAL FRANZ HOUSER:
Dallas3. Friyo, Dallas City. He was staying in the tourist area Holland Motel.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Get back in touch with our guy and have him stall him there. Get your ass over to D.C. and pick us up. We’ll be there in twenty minutes.
BRIDGE CORPORAL FRANZ HOUSER:
Acknowledged. Houser out.
—-Captain Faust, the Lieutenant and Capital Police Commander Blake walk to Jody Faust’s GT 500 Getrude while they converse.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Thank you again Blake for seeing that the red tape was cut in regard to releasing Jody’s GT 500. That and of course your cooperation in the filing of the Regal Theatre debacle.
If he hasn’t done so already, I am sure Fontaine is going to make good on his promises to you. Here is a little extra from me to show my appreciation of your show of faith. Gimme your stylus.
CAPITAL POLICE COMMANDER BLAKE:
That’s quite alright captain…
—-The Captain bumps his stylus against Capital Police Commander Blake’s stylus that is still clipped into his shirt’s pocket.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Nonsense. We stick together. You’re with our crew now. We support each other. Lock that in sir. ‘And WE ARE OUT!
—-Lieutenant Jody Faust has already gotten in behind the wheel when Captain Faust opens the passenger door and hops inside.
Lieutenant Faust sits and looks at Gertrude’s dashboard and settles in. He has again healed further than twenty minutes ago when they had arrived and met with Commander Blake.
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
Gertrude. Are you still with me? I hope they didn’t uninstall you.
GERTRUDE:
I am here sir. I saw you walk towards me. I saw you Captain Faust and Capitol Police Commander Blake.
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
It’s good to hear your voice again my friend. Nice response time and action on your part I might add, you saved a lot of people’s lives.
GERTRUDE:
There are two primary concerns you could address sir. The first is my reactionary time to deal with threatening situations. Your safety provisions forbid me from reacting until actual shots are fired. Second your face recognition. I have sensed your D.N.A. however from memory your new face does not match.
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
The Prez fucked me up Gertie. My Omni conditioning should restore my appearance very soon. Gertrude you are a smart piece of machinery. You now have free realm on active decision making. Please don’t make me regret it.
GERTRUDE:
I will not sir. Updating…
CAPTAIN FAUST:
This is touching cuz’ but we need to go get ‘bitch-boy’ before he runs off again.
The Nemesis sits above us at 30,000 feet. Drive Gertrude into the arch placer to get on board.
—-Jody peals Gertrude out of her bay and turns left down the driveway with parked cars on both sides of them. They drive into the police service arch placer where her drive system ebbs neutral and comes through the arch placer on the Nemesis. The Nemesis’ arch placer does a double action response. Upon exiting the placer the vehicle does not roll out and drive to its bay since the storage area is modestly tight. There is another field that sits in front of the exit point of the arch placer that again gathers and removes matter in its exquisite forms and redeposits it into various areas. In this case it’s Gertrude’s parking bay. She sits in her bay. The Captain and Lieutenant sit in Gertrude a second then exit the vehicle.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Houser? Did you slow that bitch?
BRIDGE CORPORAL FRANZ HOUSER:
I told him to stall him.
—-The Captain and Lieutenant are walking towards the arch placer. Integral Brain Scan within the Nemesis’ systems will transport them to wherever they want to go on board the ship.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Get us to Dallas3 immediately.
BRIDGE CORPORAL FRANZ HOUSER:
How soon sir?
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Damn near instantaneously!
BRIDGE CORPORAL FRANZ HOUSER:
On it sir. By your command.
—-The Captain enters the arch placer and exits the one in the curved hall by his quarters. The Lieutenant exits the placer and follows behind and breaks toward his room. The Captain yells back to Jody.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Get yo’ shit! Arm up and wear your thermals and long fur coat and jewelry. It’s fucking cold in Dallas3…I’m about to clown on this motherfucker. The shit that I went through today. ‘And the fact that I have to put up with his constant bullshit and outright disrespect. Hmm, AWOL AND LACK OF DUTY BEFORE HAND. Ass-boy’s constant back talk, sass and disregard for authority.
He wants ig’nant ass nigga. He’s got it!
Shok! You gear up too! bring your shotgun!
—-The Nemesis hovers not more than one hundred feet above the Holland Motel which sits in a red-light hot spot of ill reputes. Fat fluffy snow flakes fall from the sky onto the cold and icy avenue. The Captain, Lieutenant Faust and Shok Apani walk out of the arch placer into the lobby of the motel. The motel is a ten-story building. There are a bunch of rag tag Scaly wags all around the lobby. There are nineteen people sitting around, standing, loud talking, laughing, cursing out bitches, hustling and bullshitting in this very public setting. The Captain in his long white and brown fur coat with ropes of 24 carat gold bulging from around his neck stares at the setting. Jody wears a gold grill for teeth, an eye patch over his left eye with a big U.S. dollar sign on it. He also wears platinum rings on every one of his ten fingers and a sable long fur coat. Shok wears Jewlery also and a real leopard skin jacket. Which is intentionally not long enough to hide his shotgun. The Captain takes in the crowd. He stops and looks at these people with great contempt and disgust. He ramps up the base in his voice. Deeping it to command respect and fear…
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Shut the fuck up!
—-Curiosity shuts them up long enough to see who yelled those words. Shok no longer tries to hide his shotgun, but instead pulls it out and puts the butt of it on to his right thigh. Jody pulls out his Tec-R regulator. Its strap clinging on the left side of his neck and down around his right shoulder blade. Jody’s expression on his face says try it.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Who the fuck is Micah?
MICAH:
Right here.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Where the fuck is he Micah?
MICAH:
Top floor 1014.
SKINNY BAD-ASS BLACK DUDE:
Whoa dude! I run this. Who the fuck you suppose to be?
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Who the fuck am I? Well, we’re the guys with guns out aimed. ‘And yourself? Oh yeah, you run this. Let me give you a word of advice. I aint the one nigga! Your best course of action is to shut up and not show out. Because if you do, you’ll lose face. Literally. Test the waters.
Room 1014?
MICAH:
1014.
—-The Captain grunts and moves towards the elevator with crew on hand. He presses the call button and stands with his back to the now sitting people. Some of the people even sit on the floor. No one attempts to rob or try the Marauders.
NEW SHOT: The Captain steps off the elevator first and goes left towards the camera shot. Jody step off looks at the door directly in front of him and looks for signs and other doors that he can use to ascertain the direction to go towards.
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
It’s this way.
—-The Captain turns around and walks down towards Jody and Shok. Shok has his ear pressed against the door to listen in on any conversation. The Captain lightly shoves his back to get him away from the door. Shok shrugs his shoulders and the Captain squares up to the door and kicks it open, knocking the door into the room where it hangs only by its lowest hinge. The door frame is split. Jovial Jenkins is startled and hoots and hops.
JOVIAL;
Ooh! Ooh! Captain, what are you doing here?
CAPTAIN FAUST:
I might ask you the same thing if I gave a fuck! You’re absent without leave. Now just another criminal that I have to bring in.
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
Chris, could we cut the bullshit? It’s late.
(Slight pause.) We all love you Jovial.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Speak for yourself.
SHOK:
( Quickly.) Yeah.
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
‘And we are here to escort you home on the Nemesis.
JOVIAL:
Love me? You all call me faggot and ass-bandit. When you are not calling me that, you call me cocksucker or make gay remarks. You’re mean spirited and sick. You guys are ugly.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Well you ‘is’ a faggot. and like most faggots you’re weak and sensitive and soft like a pussy. We like pussy. So we’ve grown a fondness for you.
JOVIAL:
I’m honored.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
You ought to be. Now get yo’ shit and let’s go. Silly bitch.
JOVIAL:
It’s not that simple. It wasn’t my intention to go AWOL. I left only to handle private business. I was hoping to return within hours of my departure.
Things didn’t turn out that way.
SHOK:
I tol’ de Captain that you left because you and Waay had another lovers spat.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
You see, more faggit’ ass whimsicalness. You know something Jovial, you and your bitch ass boyfriend get on my fucking nerves you know that? You are like a mystery novel. All the intrigue and flailing around… Why don’t you do me a favor, use those balls between your legs. —-Right now and come on out and tell us what the fuck’s going on with you!
Now Jovial. No more bullshit!
JOVIAL:
Okay. It’s Waay. For some time now he has been distant like he no longer loves me. I questioned him and he denies that there is someone else. He tells me it’s me who he loves and then not more than an hour later he jumps ships without a word to me.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Tragic. Today’s Gone with the Wind.
LIEUTENANT FAUST:
Chris!
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Well, I guess that’s that then. So now as I see it, you’re either going to come home with us or you’re going to stay here and face a court martial hearing. Because Jovial, all kidding aside, we do miss you…love you. However, I cannot and will not doctor the logs until you get back. So make your decision right now.
JOVIAL:
He’s here. Down the hallway.
—-Jovial has everyone’s attention.
JOVIAL:
I couldn’t bring myself to confront him. I was building up courage right as you kicked the door in.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
He’s here.
What room?
JOVIAL:
1007.
—-The Captain looks at his cousin who frowns and then at Shok.
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Let’s go get him then.
JOVIAL:
No. I can’t bear the thought of him rejecting the sight of me.
CAPTAIN FAUST;
Well you just stay here you little sissy and sulk. We’ll handle this. Shorty, Shok let’s go.
—-They exit the room and turn right. They head towards the direction of Macon Waay’s room. It happens quickly. The Captain is in front with both Lieutenant Faust and Shok Apani behind walking side by side. One voice yells, “Now what’s up nigga!” Then a hail of old projectiles are fired from an AK 47 into the Captain. Flesh, bone and organs spray his cousin Jody and Shok. The bullets also hit Shok’s fleshy part of his outer ribcage taking a chunk of meat. Down the hall Jovial screams and begins hollering for Waay.
JOVIAL:
Faust you black hearted son of a bitch! Don’t you hurt him!
—-The Lieutenant and Shok duck and run to their left and knocks room 1010’s door inside with them. They dive for cover in the room because they hear the assailant coming closer while firing rounds. The perpetrator rifles bullets throughout the room. The AK 47’s bullets goes easily through the sheet rock. door frame. chest of drawers, dresser, television and mattress. Jody is about a fraction underneath the bed with his Tec-R regulator aiming between the carpet and under carriage of the bed frame. The Lieutenant begins firing trying not to hit the downed door or the legs of the bed which sit on rollers of the bed frame. Jody gets him in the right ankle. The skinny bad ass man hobbles around with his right leg bent at the knee and his foot barely hanging on to his ankle by its skin. He plants the barrel of the AK 47 on the carpet and uses the assault rifle as a crutch. The pain sets in and the man who hobbles, begins to howls. Shok quickly sprint walks out of room 1010 and up to the bad-ass howling black dude and unleashes in his face, what seemed to the perp, hot metal hell.
Now Jovial comes running down the hallway. He passes the kneeling captain. The Captain stands. Some of the gold ropes fall off of him because they have been shattered. With blood splatter all over his body, the captain reaches down and grabs the broken pieces of gold and puts them into his fur’s pocket. He moves slowly. He works his way down to room 1007, Waay’s room. Three tenants exit their room to see the commotion. Jody ask the Captain if he is alright. He waves Jody off. Jovial desperately bangs on Waay’s door which opens after a brief delay. It’s Waay. Jovial grabs and hugs him hard. Waay hugs him just as hard. The Marauders edge closer. The Captain watches attentively. he is moving now in his normal fashion. He has almost completely restored himself. Jovial abruptly releases Waay and looks down at his chest.
JOVIAL:
My God you have breast.
WAAY:
That was what I was out here doing. I want us to be a normal couple.
JOVIAL:
We are a normal couple.
WAAY:
I don’t want us to be ridiculed any more. We can go into public now. We can travel anywhere with me on your arm. I’ve always wanted to be a woman.
JOVIAL:
We shall my love.
—-They move in towards each other’s lips and there is a loud pop from the Captain’s dainty Barretta Pico, his backup gun. Waay’s head explodes. Jovial screams and drops over his body asking if …possibly… he maybe…okay…Jovial screams louder.
LIEUTENANT FAUST;
Jesus Christ Captain!
CAPTAIN FAUST:
Fuck’em! He’s the ass-boy.
—-As the scene ends, those who stay around until the end will hear the Captain say…
CAPTAIN FAUST:
We could has done that shit on the ship. Stupid faggits!
C Joy inc. 