Post by Lord Allton/PennyLord on Jun 16, 2020 7:04:06 GMT -6
OOC: Mike, I'm just using the beginning part of your segment to set the scene - hope you don't mind.
=====================================
We cut backstage to the door of the locker room of the A-List. We can hear voices inside. We see a hand tape a letter to the door. "Lord Allton" is written on it with beautiful calligraphy. The hand knocks hard and we can hear the sound of someone running away. A moment passes before the door is open. Dave Branson looks out in the hallway, sees no one, and is about to close the door when he notices the note. He yanks it off and the camera follows him inside.
Dylan: Who is it?
Dave: No idea. But there's a message for Allton.
Lissandra: What?
Confused, Lissandra takes the note off of Dave Branson. She doesn't open it but she does get out her phone.
Lissandra: Vincenzo...? How's Rob doing?
Vincenzo: Hey Mrs. T... the boss is better.
Lissandra: Good. Come to the locker room, would you? There's something you need to see.
Vincenzo: Yeah. Right away.
The camera fades out.
===============================
The camera fades in to Tank and Vincenzo standing around Lord Allton's bedside.
Allton: And it was just laying there on the door? No indication as to who wrote it?
Tank nods.
Vincenzo: That's right, boss. Mrs. T said Dave Branson went to the door, saw no-one there. He picks up the letter, gives it to Mrs. T and she phones me and Tank and I, we bring it to you.
Allton puts his hand up for Vincenzo to be quiet. He shuts up immediately.
Allton: Tank, open this for me please.
Tank obliges. Allton takes the letter away and begins to read. His eyes narrow.
Vincenzo: What is it?
Allton: Zybala. He wants to talk. Alone.
Vincenzo: Alone?! He'll kill you! No way. We'll go too. We -
Allton once again raises his hand.
Allton: Quiet! Zybala's issues were with Dylan. And yes, while it must have stung that I threw my lot in with the A-List. I have found Mike Zybala to be an honourable and cordial man. I'll get out of here next week and meet him. Alone. I'm nothing if not a man of my word, Vincenzo. You of all people know this.
Vincenzo reluctantly nods and has to agree.
Vincenzo: But -
Allton: Quiet! I'm no fool Vincenzo, I know he'll be planning something, but I can handle this alone. Now... go and tell Dylan and Lissandra.
The screen fades out.
=====================================
We cut backstage to the door of the locker room of the A-List. We can hear voices inside. We see a hand tape a letter to the door. "Lord Allton" is written on it with beautiful calligraphy. The hand knocks hard and we can hear the sound of someone running away. A moment passes before the door is open. Dave Branson looks out in the hallway, sees no one, and is about to close the door when he notices the note. He yanks it off and the camera follows him inside.
Dylan: Who is it?
Dave: No idea. But there's a message for Allton.
Lissandra: What?
Confused, Lissandra takes the note off of Dave Branson. She doesn't open it but she does get out her phone.
Lissandra: Vincenzo...? How's Rob doing?
Vincenzo: Hey Mrs. T... the boss is better.
Lissandra: Good. Come to the locker room, would you? There's something you need to see.
Vincenzo: Yeah. Right away.
The camera fades out.
===============================
The camera fades in to Tank and Vincenzo standing around Lord Allton's bedside.
Allton: And it was just laying there on the door? No indication as to who wrote it?
Tank nods.
Vincenzo: That's right, boss. Mrs. T said Dave Branson went to the door, saw no-one there. He picks up the letter, gives it to Mrs. T and she phones me and Tank and I, we bring it to you.
Allton puts his hand up for Vincenzo to be quiet. He shuts up immediately.
Allton: Tank, open this for me please.
Tank obliges. Allton takes the letter away and begins to read. His eyes narrow.
Vincenzo: What is it?
Allton: Zybala. He wants to talk. Alone.
Vincenzo: Alone?! He'll kill you! No way. We'll go too. We -
Allton once again raises his hand.
Allton: Quiet! Zybala's issues were with Dylan. And yes, while it must have stung that I threw my lot in with the A-List. I have found Mike Zybala to be an honourable and cordial man. I'll get out of here next week and meet him. Alone. I'm nothing if not a man of my word, Vincenzo. You of all people know this.
Vincenzo reluctantly nods and has to agree.
Vincenzo: But -
Allton: Quiet! I'm no fool Vincenzo, I know he'll be planning something, but I can handle this alone. Now... go and tell Dylan and Lissandra.
The screen fades out.