Don't look now...

Subject: Don't look now... Sat Mar 17, 2012 7:49 pm

March 15th

-The scene shows a room with the camera looking at the door-

-The door opens with Sean Libby with a bag full of products that have been blurred out for the sake of IWF's funding-

Sean Libby:
Alright lets see... I got you guys, you, and you. Perfect. Now on St.Patty's Imma shoot some assholes who annoy the fuck out of me

-The items that Sean picked out are a bag of potato's, a bow for a bow and arrow and a string-

-The phone rings and Sean goes to answer it-

Sean Libby:
Yellow?

???:
Hey Sean!

???:
Hey bro.

Sean Libby:
Dad? Eric?

-The voices on the phone are Sean's relatives in prison his brother and his father-

Sean Libby:
How is this possible? I mean, I thought you can only call once a person at Jail.

Anthony Libby:
Yeah its like that Sean, but me and Eric are getting out on Pattys day.

Sean Libby:
You are?! Really?

Eric Libby:
Yeah but heres the thing tho bro. We...Don't know if our appartment is still in our name.

Anthony Libby:
So we want you to go check it out. Make sure our shit is still there.

Sean Libby:
Agh, Dad. You know, what if your shit is still there? I don't wanna go to jail, lose my jerb and lose all the money I have.

Anthony Libby:
Look, you go in, look around, and your done! Just check it out before we get out.

-Sean deeply sighs and then says-

Sean Libby:
Yeah, sure I'll check it out.

Anthony Libby:
Thanks Sean. We'll see you soon right kid?

Sean Libby:
Yeah Daddyo you will. See you guys.

-Sean hangs up the phone and sighs again-

-Sean then grabs the phone and calls somebody-

???:
Hello?

Sean Libby:
Yeah its me. We gotta meet up man.

-As Sean is talking the screen fades out with the audio quietly ending-

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March 16th

-The scene re-opens with Sean walking down a street and walks into a pizza shop under the name "Centers Pizza"-

Cashier:
Hey, what can I getcha?

Sean Libby:
Uh... You can get me... 3 slices of Pepperoni pizza please.

Cashier:
Anything else?

Sean Libby:
And this root beer.

Cashier:
Alright... $15.35.

-Sean pays the man with a 20 buck bill and gets his change-

Cashier:
Couple o minutes.

-Sean nods his head and walks to the dining side of the shop and finds a old friend of his sitting and looking at the NASCAR race-

Sean Libby:
Hey Malcolm!

Malcolm Donaldson:
Hey my man!

-Malcolm gets and Sean grabs Malcolm's hand and the two share a brotherly hug-

-Sean sits on the opposite side of Malcolm's side-

Malcolm Donaldson:
So whats up my friend? Haven't seen you in a long ass time.

Sean Libby:
Alota shit Mal. Some good. Some bad. You could understand my situation.

Malcolm Donaldson:
We'll we've known eachother since we were kids Sean. I'd figure that you can trust me.

Sean Libby:
Oh I can trust you Malcolm. Its just the stuff thats been going on that might blow that Afro of yours to the stars.

Malcolm Donaldson:
Try me then my man. See what you got.

Sean Libby:
Alright...

-Sean moves forward to Malcolm-

Sean Libby:
I got this match up coming up right. Me and this guy, Rubin something Leon. He was one of the goons to one of the other guys I'm facing Corey Casey. Leon, was gonna smack me on the back of my head with a chair. But he missed and hit Casey. Now I know that those two haven't been on the same page for awhile, thats why I need your advise from your Indy's work. What should I do?

Malcolm Donaldson:
Well that depends. But with him almost cleaning your head off, thats something big. I'd say just keep your eye on this cat. He may pull a fast one on ya and double cross you. From my experience, I never take my eye off any of my partners. I don't trust them, and I know they don't trust me. So watch him Seanie.

Sean Libby:
Speaking of watching... You remember Maria?

Malcolm Donaldson:
Oh man don't get me started on how she ruined your life.

Sean Libby:
Yeah well get this! Her boy, Vic? Came to me this other day at the store down in Ashland. Told me to stay the hell away from my kid and her.

Malcolm Donaldson:
Why were you down there in the first place again?

Sean Libby:
Cause Maria asked me to.

Malcolm Donaldson:
Okay. Keep going.

Sean Libby:
When I went there, it seemed normal and all, but at the end of the night, me and Maria we... Had sex.

Malcolm Donaldson:
Oh shit! Dude thats awesome! You totally took one for the team! You got that boy back for taking your family!

Sean Libby:
I know! And the best part is, HE doesn't know!

-Malcolm high fives Sean-

Malcolm Donaldson:
Man that is beast, you got him back.

Cashier:
Order 138

-Sean gets up and gets the pizza and shakes the mans hand-

-At the table Malcolm looks behind him-

Malcolm Donaldson:
Oh shit...

-Sean sits back down with the pizza unawhere of who is Malcolm looking at-

Sean Libby:
Whats up Mal?

-The door opens-

Malcolm Donaldson:
Don't look now, but here comes, "Sir Assalot".

-The camera shows that its Vic and he walks towards the dining room-

Cashier:
Help you?

Vic:
No. Thanks.

-Vic walks to where Sean and Malcolm are sitting-

Vic:
Libby.

Sean Libby:
Vic. What are you doing here.

Vic:
Oh I just come here to repay the favor you left me last week.

Malcolm Donaldson:
Hey dude get outta here. This is a family neighborhood.

Vic:
Shut your mouth Black man. Nobodys talking to you. Libby, get up so we can-

-Malcolm gets out of his seat and gets in Vic's face-

Malcolm Donaldson:
Excuse me fool? I think I must be going deaf, cause you called me a black man. Fool, I gotta name and you know me and Mal! I'm no niggah with no name! Whatever business you had with my best friend is now with me. You got two choices. One you can get your ass beat, outta hear by me. Or you can walk outta here. Your choice asshole.

-Vic smirks at Malcolm taking him as a less threat-

Vic:
You got some balls for a black kid.

-Vic turns away and heads to the door-

Vic:
Don't think I'm afraid of you kid. Cause I ain't! And Libby, I'll get you. Just you wait.

-Vic leaves the shop-

Malcolm Donaldson:
Raggedy ass mother cracker.

-Malcolm sits back down-

Sean Libby:
Its over Mal. Lets just enjoy our lunch.

Malcolm Donaldson:
Yeah. Alright.

-The camera pans away and fades into darkness-

(END)

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