prometheus' garden episode 02

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the second episode of prometheus' garden that concentrates on a new character called bronson jones as he returns from the dead and attempts to adjust to the world around him. it's a lighthearted piece to attempts to portray a modern day blaxploitation piece in a lighthearted manner.

Submitted: July 14, 2017

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Prometheus’ Garden

Episode 02

Ahmad Ehab El Hefny

10/07/2017

EXT. POE CITY HIGHWAY – DAY

Police sirens wail as two cars filled with thugs armed to the teeth shoot at everything in sight, whether it’s signs, bystanders, or especially the cops. Meanwhile, Satan narrates.

SATAN (V.O.)

Dear journal, it’s been a quiet day as usual. New patients have arrived, one a murderer, and the other a suicide bomber. The casino is running just fine and today I dressed up as Beezlebub. I must admit, though, one strange event did occur during my watch.

  A police car zaps through the chaos and makes one siren call, signaling the opening of spike stops. One of the cars gets caught and after being hit by the police vehicle, flings over the highway and crashes down the river. On the surface, shark fins dive down and blood oozes.

SATAN (V.O.)

I met this gentleman with very clean teeth who was quite a character. He didn’t seem disturbed by the fact that he was in Hell, so I thought to push his buttons. After all, what else can you do around here?

But the truth is, he was such a horrible nuisance that I did the unspeakable.

I threw him back.

 As the second car was about to make a car, the police car slams through the center, slicing it in half. A hand reaches out of the window and before the injured but still capable thugs could do anything, they are blown to pieces.

SATAN (V.O.)

I realize it is against the rules, but where he comes from, it’s a strange world. A very, very strange world.

 The final car halts at a dead end, where other police vehicles are blocking the path. The cops draw their weapons, but immediately step back once the driver walks out with a bomb strapped to his chest and a button in his hand. He looks behind, and the police car is speeding towards him. Though anxious, he patiently waits kneels, still holding the button. He waits until the car is very, very near.

 In slow motion, he presses the button. Nothing happens. He opens his eyes, looks at the button, and then stares ahead. The last thing he sees is the police car flinging in the air and wheel swinging towards him. The window opens and he hears the voice of the driver, BRONSON JONES.

BRONSON

TOUCHDOWN, MUTHAFUCKA!

CUT TO BLACK.

SATAN (V.O.)

Honestly, have you seen the fish over there?

CUT TO:

INT. POLICE STATION, CAPTAIN ELLIS’S OFFICE – DAY

The captain is a middle-aged man who is busy filling a plastic cup with water with a set of pills on one hand. His hands are shaking, and it’s a struggle till he finally manages to swallow his medicine. He tiredly settles on his chair when the phone rings. He answers.

ELLIS

Yeah…yeah…yeah…I know, I know…of course…

 There is a knock on a door.

ELLIS

Come in.

 Enter Bronson Jones, an eight foot tall, hyper masculine black man with shiny white teeth. It’s a miracle that his clothes and hat fit. In any case, he is a friendly fellow in the right circumstances.

BRONSON

Morning, chief. How ya doin’?

ELLIS
(nodding at him)

Yeah, you can write it down. Sure, bye.

(to Bronson)

Sit down, B.

BRONSON

(brightly smiling)

Morning, Chief.

ELLIS

(meticulously)

Bronson…first of all, I want to…thank you…and congratulate you…on your support.

However…

Bronson…the big folks…and your methods…don’t go along.

BRONSON

Come on, boss, he had a bomb.

ELLIS

…So you yanked off his head with a car?

BRONSON

And kept his spine attached, and I even said “TOUCHDOWN…”

ELLIS

I read the report.

BRANDON

Right, right.

ELLIS

Look, why don’t you next time try less than that?

BRONSON

What other way did you know I’d fix those problems?

ELLIS

Yeah, and you died because of it. They didn’t expect you back.

BRONSON

(excited)

Well, you liked my surprise?

ELLIS

Well - I was surprised.

 Uncomfortable silence passes.

ELLIS

So, look, my head is in a fuzz right now. The damages will be taken care of, the corpses will be loaded, we’ll even get vets to hunt the sharks and tranquilize them if we have to.

You just go home. I told your landlord to evict whoever took your place.

BRANDON

Hey, thanks, Chief! You gonna tell me about the investigation, right?

ELLIS

Did I ever stick you in the mud before?

BRONSON

(standing up and reaching out his hand)

Alright, so long, Chief.

ELLIS

(shaking hands)

Welcome back, B.

(as Bronson’s about to leave)

By the way, how are your teeth still white?

BRONSON

(shrugs)

I don’t know.

 The chief nods his head. Bronson excuses himself and leaves. His chief sighs and lays back in his chair. The phone rings.

ELLIS

Hello?

CUT TO:

Bronson riding shotgun while his partner, ANDREW BAKER, is driving their battered and bloodstained car.

BAKER

So, how did the chief take it?

BRONSON

Well, he took his medication.

BAKER

Right on schedule.

BRONSON

Is that good?

BAKER

Depends. The guys, especially the new candidates, loved it.

BRONSON

You know subtlety’s not my thing.

BAKER

Guess they were hoping you’d change after what happened?

BRONSON

(serious)

Be honest with me; how did everyone take it?

BAKER

Well – I was happy, even if a little freaked out. Jamie’s happy, though a little shocked. Some assume you faked the whole thing…

BRONSON

Wha…

BAKER

And some are not surprised that you did. I guess when you have things the way they are, zombies make as much as sense as anything else, huh? Next thing you know, Big Foot’s real and Alligators live in the sewers.

BRONSON

Hmm…

BAKER

What about you? How does it feel?

BRONSON

I don’t know.
(jokingly)

But my teeth are still intact.

 They share a laugh. The car stops at a poor neighborhood.

BAKER

Well, home sweet home?

BRONSON

Yep. Listen, tell Sarah and Ginny I said hi.

BAKER

Of course. Take care of yourself.

BRONSON

You too.

BAKER

By the way, you’re cleaning the blood in the back seat.

BRONSON

Aw, come on, man!

BAKER

That’s what you get for keeping the windows open.

 He gets out and the car drives off. CUT TO:

INT. GROCERY – AFTERNOON

Bronson stacks up several items, including a rose, and pays for his supplies.

EXT. NEIGHBORHOOD – AFTERNOON

 He takes a walk through the neighborhood, where he stops at a whorehouse with the rose in his hand.

BRONSON

Hey, Jamie!

JAMIE EUN-HYE

(from the second floor window)

BRONSIE!

 She runs down and jumps into his arms. CUT TO:

INT. WHOREHOUSE, JAMIE’S ROOM – NIGHT

Jamie and BRONSON are in bed together. She has tied the rose in her hair.

JAMIE

So how did it go?

BRONSON

The experience?

JAMIE

What else, silly?

BRONSON

I don’t know, to be honest. All I remember are flashes, kind of like when you’re on drugs, or when you’re loose.

JAMIE

Loose?

BRONSON

Nah, nah, what’s it called? Ahh…lose, loose…

JAMIE

What’s the word?

BRONSON

Ahh…ah! Lucid dreaming. You know, when you dream that you’re awake?

JAMIE

Oh, I see. Is that what it felt like?

BRONSON

Yeah, I must have looked like that sucka on the street, shaking and shit all over.

Next thing you know, I’m walking through hell, and I’m kicking out of these muthafuckin’ demons, and next thing you know, I’m back here a few days ago.

JAMIE

That’s so cool! I didn’t know you could kick demons’ ass!

BRONSON

Figure that out. I was too tall in this world, and I was too crazy for hell. Figure that shit out.

 He is silent as she gently strokes his face and body. They embrace. CUT TO:

EXT. CEMETERY – NIGHT

Bronson walks to the local cemetery and whistles. Out of the shadows, a German shepherd runs towards him and leaps at Bronson, excitedly licking his face.

BRONSON

Hey, little man! Sorry I kept you waiting.

CUT TO:

INT. BRONSON’S APARTMENT – NIGHT

They enter Bronson’s recently cleaned apartment and he takes a quiet survey, as if reminiscing about old times.

 After readying some food for the dog, he heads to his room and lays on the bed, and falls asleep. CUT TO:

INT. BRONSON’S APARTMENT – DAY

Bronson is awake, staring at the ceiling.

BRONSON

I couldn’t even dream.

THE END


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