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| | Hogs of Entropy Text Files Present... | |
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| | "Without Want or Need" | |
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| | A Script | |
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| | By: Half-Baked | |
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FADE IN:
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EXTERIOR STREET CORNER - DAY
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The corner of 31st looked ravaged, almost as if a miniature war had
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been fought here. A light breeze comes from the south, carrying with it the
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smell of fire and hatred. The air is even seems tainted with the taste of
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blood, and screams of pain can be heard from miles away. On the corner is a
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small family owned deli or convenience store. In the window is a sign that
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reads, "This store is African American owned." There is a haggard looking
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young African American woman so overloaded with children's clothing she can
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barely move. She drags along behind her a rusty old child's wagon over
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filled with more children's clothing and baby needs. The wagon is squeaking
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and buckling from the taxing load, and the woman, ELLA, can barely move it.
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She is muttering to herself as she is trying to pry the window open with the
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wrong end of a hammer.
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ELLA
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Ugh! Open you damn window! Mmmf, Ugh!
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The seams of the wooden window crack as the window slides two inches
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open. Ella puts all her strength behind her and with a few bangs of the
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hammer, Ella is surprised when the window gives so easily. The look on her
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face is similar to when someone picks up an empty milk gallon that they think
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is full. Knowing that there is no way she will be able to bring the over
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filled wagon in with her, she lays down the clothes she was carrying on the
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wagon, and mutters a quick prayer hoping that will keep her newly found
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fortune with her.
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INTERIOR DELI
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Ella peers through the window of the deli, and everything seems to be
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dark and peaceful. There are very thin beams of light gleaming through the
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covered windows of the deli. The light offers little illumination. Even
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though it is light outside, it seems as if the deli is submerged under a
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thick black blanket. As she enters the deli, she is startled to find that
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she is not alone. A voice calls out to her from the darkness.
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VOICE
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Hey! Who's there? (silence.) I said who's there! Answer me, or there will
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be trouble!
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ELLA
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Uh, Um.... (Trembling) I am. I don't mean no harm, I'm just hiding out
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from the riots, I was scared. Please don't go calling the cops.
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VOICE
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Ah, It ain't all that now, I ain't the owner, I'm just grabbing a bite to
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eat... since it was right here and all.
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ELLA
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Oh, if that's all, would you mind looking after my cart, it's just outside
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the window there. I'd really appreciate it. I'm starving, too, and I don't
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want anything to happen to my stuff while I make a bite to eat.
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VOICE
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Sure I can watch your cart for you.... (He looks out at the cart that he was
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supposed to be watching.) Jesus Mary and Joseph! You weren't being all that
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honest when you were telling me you were hiding, you were hoping to loot this
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place weren't you?
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There is some banging and clattering in the background. It's loud
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enough to have attracted the attention of anyone who happened to be passing
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by just outside the deli. It's also loud enough to prevent Ella from
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hearing anything the man was going to say to her.
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VOICE
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Look, I don't care what you do one way or the other, but I know the man who
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owns the store, I don't want to have anything to do with it.
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The man leaves the deli, but the racket that Ella was creating
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prevented her from hearing anything around her. As Ella is absorbed in her
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looting, she does not notice that an Asian police officer was passing by the
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front of the deli. The police officer stands tall and proud. She is
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obviously very well bred, and very secure that this is the best thing that
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she can be doing for her country. She is very confident that as a police
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officer, she is doing her best to help the most amount of people she possibly
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can. The police officer, ARI, notices the clatter coming from the inside of
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the deli, and cautiously makes her way to examine the broken window frame.
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She sees the broken down, rusted wagon parked just outside the window, and
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she curiously observes it's contents. The look on her face is one of pure
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puzzlement. Of all the looting she's seen in the last few days, she's never
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seen a collection quite as odd as this.
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INTERIOR WAGON
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The wagon's contents were odd. They contained many sizes of
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children's clothing, diapers, formula, stuffed animals, rattles, all brand
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new with the price tags still on them. The contents of the wagon were piled
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so high it was difficult to estimate how many hundreds of dollars worth of
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merchandise was stolen here. It was especially odd that there were no TV's,
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VCR's, stereo's, or any electronic equipment at all. What was even stranger,
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was the fact that the wagon carrying all this stuff was still old and beat up.
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ARI turns on her flash light and enters the deli quietly and
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cautiously. She follows the cluttering sounds she hears and before long she
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is faced with the back of a very young woman, obviously of poor background,
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poorly dressed, and obviously hungry; She was putting more food in her mouth
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than she was in her bag.
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ARI
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OK, Hold it right there, you hooligan!
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Ella jumped so high she almost hit her head on the cigarette display
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above her head. She turned around, her face flustered, and looked like she
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was going to cry.
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ELLA
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I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry! I didn't mean it! I really didn't mean it!
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ARI
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That's enough, save it for the judge! I don't want to hear it. Do you know
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that what you're doing is wrong? Think about the poor guy who's going to
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come back to his store and find this mess. I assume you were the one who
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pried open the window?
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ELLA
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Yes, I'm so sorry, I didn't want to do it....
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ARI
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Do you know that because of what you did, prying open the window, more people
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try and break in here. They won't just be after food though! They'll come
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and vandalize, steal all the money out of the registers, break windows, start
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fires, and really mess this place up, and it will be all your fault. You're
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the one who left this place vulnerable.
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ELLA
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I'm really sorry, I only did it for my kids! I mean it! I really wouldn't do
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anything like this.
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ARI
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I've heard that story all before. I get called to department stores when
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there are robberies, I get called when there are petty thefts, I see men,
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women, and children, stealing all the time. They always try to give me some
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kind of an excuse in hopes that I'll look the other way and let them go. Do
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you know why they always give me the stories, and not the men I work with?
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It's because I'm a woman. They think they have more chance getting a woman
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to feel sorry for them. I have kids of my own you know, and I think it's
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really pathetic how the common criminals would use my feelings about my own
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children against me simply because I'm a woman. Come with me. You're under
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arrest. Putting you away will do the world a favor.
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Ella stammered as she was being hauled furiously across the room with
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her hands cuffed behind her. The force Ari was using made her trip and fall
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three times on the way towards the exit. The last time the Ari looked at her
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with a scowl.
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ARI
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What's the matter with you? You've been through this before, I'm sure.
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Haven't you got the hang of it by now?
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ELLA
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No, I swear, I've never been arrested before. I mean it. I was only looking
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to feed and clothe my family. I kicked my boyfriend out for drugs, I would
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never let any crime near my kids!
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As they neared the window, the cart that now obviously belonged to
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Ella seemed to hit Ari in the face really hard. Ari's expression changed to
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one of shock and disbelief, as the withering body behind her was not being
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pulled so hard anymore.
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ARI
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Does that cart belong to you?
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ELLA
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Yes, that belongs to my oldest son, Daniel. I have five more. I have their
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pictures in my purse if you want to see them.
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ARI
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No, that's OK, I trust you. You seem to be the only one in this wasteland
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that isn't a criminal.
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Ari released her the handcuffs on Ella and began to walk away. The
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corner of 31st looked ravaged, almost as if a miniature war had been fought
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here. A light breeze comes from the south, carrying with it the smell of
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fire and hatred. The air is even seems tainted with the taste of blood, and
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screams of pain can be heard from miles away. Ari walked away with a new
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thought on her mind. She was thankful that she was without want or need.
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FADE OUT.
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Copyright (c) 1994 HoE Publications and Half-Baked. #48 --> 02/04/95
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