The Other Side of the Closet

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INT. HOME OF WALTER HOBBS - BEDROOM - AFTERNOON

Our scene opens with the sight of LANA HOBBS, wearing her negligee, being roughly tossed onto the bed. As she hits the mattress she seductively looks upon the man who tossed her, AMARILLO NASH.

Amarillo wastes no time removing articles of clothing, starting with his black leather hat, which he tosses on the ground.

LANA

Tell me more! 

AMARILLO

What do you wanna hear? How I have your

husband eating out of the palm of my hand?

LANA

Yes!

AMARILLO

How his eyes lit up when he found out I was 

signing with that fucking puppet, Mickey?

LANA

Oh yes!

AMARILLO

How he looks at me as his savior, the man 

that is going lead him to the promised land?

LANA

You have got me so wet right now. 

AMARILLO

Is that so?

Lana motions the bare-chested Amarillo toward her.

LANA 

Get that chiseled ass over here 

and let me show you firsthand.

Amarillo mounts Lana, and begins kissing her neck. 

AMARILLO

I told you I'd take care of it. So come Sunday 

night, right before the main event, Mickey will 

strut your husband and I down to the ring for a 

little introduction, and then I'll call Walt out, 

challenge him to a little thing we call a taipei

death match, and we can put him out of his misery.

And then, I have you all to myself. 

Amarillo is sliding himself down Lana.

LANA

Wait. 

Lana pulls Amarillo up to eye level.

LANA

That's not the right move.

AMARILLO

Oh, I haven't even gotten started, baby.

Amarillo attempts to go down again, but once again Lana pulls him up.

LANA

No, not that. I mean Walt. We need to plan 

this right, take it slow. If you end him and 

we are gonna have a full scale investigation 

on our hands. After what went down in that

Deathcore organization, everyone is all up 

in arms through this sport. We gotta be smart.

AMARILLO

Well what do you have in mind?

Lana smiles-- a devious smile.

LANA

He thinks you're his new best friend, 

then be his new best friend.  He thinks

you're his mentor, be his mentor. He

thinks you're his partner, be his partner.

Amarillo looks reluctant. 

AMARILLO

Me? Walter Hobbs's partner? Come on, 

baby-- nobody's gonna buy it. We're 

night and day, oil and vinegar. Besides,

I've got a reputation to uphold that I'm

not throwing away over a putz like him.

Here comes the Lana look of seduction again, as she reaches her hand below the sheets.

LANA

Are you sure? Because I could think of a couple 

things that may make it worth your while. 

Amarillo's eyes light up as he is warming up to the idea.

LANA

Walt will believe anything you tell him, follow

anything you teach him. We string him along,

and when the time is right, he'll meet his end,

and you and I will be completely off the radar

as far as any investigation goes. 

AMARILLO

You're a sick bitch, you know that?

LANA 

Is that a bad thing?

That's it. Amarillo grabs hold of Lana and turns her over.

The camera slows pans away from the fornicating devious couple, toward the bedroom window, where we see Walt's Hyundai pull into the drive and come to a stop. Walt gets out of the car. 

LANA (O.S.)

Don't! You! Ever! Stop! Fucking! Me!

We hear the sound of the front door being unlocked.



A look of panic comes over Lana.

LANA 

Shit! Stop, stop, stop! 

We hear the sound of the front door opening. 

WALT
(O.S.)

Lana! Great news, baby! Where are  

you, I need to tell you about my day! 

Lana turns to a frustrated Amarillo, who, accustomed to the routine, is getting out of the bed.
 

LANA

Quick--

AMARILLO

I know. In the closet. 

We hear the sound of Walt making his way up the stairs.

Amarillo grabs his clothes. All but his hat, which he leaves on the floor.  He enters the closet.

WALT (O.S.)

Lana! Great news, baby! Where are  

you, I need to tell you about my day!

FADE TO BLACK