Never Leave

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A tale of how one song delivers justice from the grave and offers two dark souls a chance at redemption.

Submitted: October 19, 2008

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Submitted: October 19, 2008

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FADE IN:

SUP: "JULY 1983"

EXT. DRIVEWAY - NIGHT
A couple argue in the driveway of a large home. LILLY COLLIER (23), attractive and pregnant attempts to stop her boyfriend from leaving. GEMINI HUGHES (35), is tall, handsome, and clearly intoxicated. Rain drips from his long hair and shaggy beard. He breaks his arm free and jumps in the driver's side of a red money glazed Jaguar. Lilly walks to the passenger side and opens the door. She stands her ground still pleading with him.

GEMINI
(curt)
It's under control.

He puts the key in the ignition and starts the vehicle. He guns the accelerator several times. Lilly reluctantly gets in the car but leaves the door open.

LILLY
I know what you said but...

GEMINI
(sneering at her)
But what?

Gemini puts the car in reverse and accelerates; slamming the passenger side door. The car plows out of the driveway; hitting the curb across the street. He slams the car in drive and floors it.

LILLY
Please stop driving like an asshole. I just want everything to be perfect.

She slumps in the passenger seat defeated. The Jaguar's tires spin as it pulls off.

GEMINI
It's not a big deal. I can stop whenever I want.

Just down the block, headlights glare and dance on the windshield as the vehicle looses traction. Gemini fights the wheel, but the car veers into on-coming traffic; slamming head on into a large truck.


INT.HOSPITAL WAITING ROOM-NIGHT (SAME)
Gemini, showing signs of the wreck, sits with his head in his hands in an empty ER waiting room. DOCTOR (50's), walks in and stands nervously to address him.

GEMINI

(standing)
Are they alright? Tell me they're alright?

DOCTOR
I'm sorry. We did everything we could. Lilly, didn't make it...
(beat)
...but your daughters alive. You can see her in the Neonatal unit soon.

Doctor walks off and presses the door release button on the wall. He turns back to see Gemini standing motionless in the waiting room. Gemini drops to his knees in shock.


SUPER: "ONE YEAR LATER"

INT. GEMINI'S HALLWAY - NIGHT
A clean-cut Gemini (36), walks down a hallway cradling a baby. The hallway walls are littered with his gold and platinum records.

GEMINI
(baby talk)
You're precious. Yes you are. You're daddies little girl aren't you?

Gemini continues down the hall eventually disappearing into a room.


INT. KITTY'S BABY ROOM-NIGHT (SAME)
Gemini lays KITTY, (1), in her crib. He stands over her smiling. She begins to fuss until he comforts her.

GEMINI
You look so much like your mother.

He covers her with a pink blanket. Tears begin to well in his eyes before he turns and walks out of the room.


INT.GEMINI'S STUDY-NIGHT (SAME)
Gemini enters his study and sits down at a desk. A single desk lamp lites the room. He reaches for a picture on the desk. It shows him and Lilly affectionately posing for a photo. He wipes his leaky eyes, lays the picture down and grabs a guitar which he begins to passionately strum.


SUPER: "TWENTY-FIVE YEARS LATER"

INT.STAGE - NIGHT
VIC SAMUELS (27), is thin yet handsome and has long brown hair. Behind him hangs a banner that reads, Broken Innocence. He dances around the stage. As the group finish a song, Vic introduces the next tune.

VIC
Thank you. Thank you. I would like to introduce our next song. Some of you may remember this one...
(beat)
...It's called, "Never Leave"!

The crowd erupts with cheers. The GUITAR blares. The DRUMS thunder in.

VIC
(continuing, sings)
All around me, I see what there is to see. Touch and feel, make things clearer to me...

Vic begins to feel sick at his stomach. His vision becomes blurry. He starts to breath heavy. He fights to maintain control during the musical transition before the chorus.

VIC
(continuing, sings, struggling)
Could I go back, before death murder time. Go back, regret is a thought in my mind. Go back, before death murder time. Go back, regret is a thought in my mind. Go Back!

Vic grasp at his head again in agony. He sees a strange vision.


MONTAGE- VIC'S VISIONS OF WRECK
-- EXT. COUPLE'S ARGUMENT -- NIGHT - A faceless man and woman argue in the rain.
-- EXT. VEHICLE -- NIGHT - TRAVELING - A faceless couple drive in the rain. The car begins to slide. The man sharply rips at the wheel. The car careens into oncoming traffic.
-- INT. TRAUMA ROOM -- NIGHT - Doctors and nurses work on a woman. The doctor raises a baby girl up as she takes her first breath. She cries loudly.
END MONTAGE


INT. CLUB STAGE - NIGHT (SAME)
GUITAR PLAYER (26), notices Vic having trouble performing. He shakes his head in disgust, then motions to the DRUMMER (twenty something); who burst into a solo to cover for Vic's inability to perform the song.


INT.BATHROOM - NIGHT
KITTY HUGHES (26), lays naked in a bathtub of bloody water. She is pale complected and has a slender well proportioned body. Raising her wrist above water, she exposes bloody lacerations. She stands, appearing to have second thoughts. Blood trickles off her middle finger. She walks to the front of the the sink, she drys and bandages her wrist. She peers into the mirror as black tears stream down her face.


INT.VIC'S HOUSE - DAY

Vic, shirtless, sits at a computer desk typing on the keyboard. He scrolls through results of a search. He clicks one link. Newspaper headline flashes on the screen. "Artist Death Ruled Accidental Overdose." Vic scrolls through more results. In an obituary, Vic reads, "Rocker survived by his daughter." Vic dials a number on his cell.

VIC
(into phone)
Ronnie.


EXT.RONNIE'S BUICK -DAY (SAME)
RONNIE WHITLOCKE (37), is overweight but muscular. He has thick shaggy blond hair and a strong jaw line. He sits in his busted beige 1990's Buick Regal, which is parked on the side of the road.

RONNIE
(into phone)
Oh, hey broham. Calling me with some good Willy tickets?

INTERCUT with Vics' House.

VIC
(into phone)
Haha, maybe. I need your help?

INTERCUT with Ronnies' Car.

RONNIE
(into phone, half surprised)
Sure. What's up?

Ronnie raises a unrolled joint to his lips. As he licks the edge, he almost spills the joint and drops the phone. He twist the joint then smiles at his craftsmanship before retrieving the phone from his lap.

RONNIE
(continuing, into phone)
I'm here.

INTERCUT with Vics' House.

VIC
(into phone)
I'm researching, this fucking song, Never Leave that Gemini Hughes, did.

INTERCUT with Ronnies' Car.

RONNIE
(into phone)
Gemini Hughes? He been dead for...
(beat)
... A long time.

INTERCUT with Vics' House.

VIC
(into phone)
Yep. I know this is going to sound weird but, I need you to find his daughter Kitty. I think her name is Kitty Hughes.

INTERCUT with Ronnies' Car.

RONNIE
(into phone)
Um, okay? Have any idea where I should start?

Ronnie lites the joint and puffs at it a few times.

INTERCUT with Vics' House.

VIC
(into phone)
No, you're the private dick.

INTERCUT with Ronnies' Car.

RONNIE
(into phone, speaking while holding his breath)
I hate it when you call me that?

INTERCUT with Vics' House.

VIC
(into phone)
If you find her, see what she is into. There's some choice tickets in it for ya.

INTERCUT with Ronnies' Car.

RONNIE
(into phone)
Hell yeah broham! I'll hit you up in a day or two.

Ronnie hangs up, hits the joint then struggles to hold his breath. He blows smoke rings and then chases them; sucking them back in.


INT. LEGEND RECORDS FRANK'S OFFICE-DAY (SAME)
FRANK SILVER (52), and SAUL TRENTON (54), sit talking, on either side of a desk, in a luxurious office. Both men have on expensive Rockefeller tailored pinstriped suits. Frank is 5'7 with a medium build and salt and pepper hair. Saul is 6'2, broad shouldered, and barrel chested. He looks younger then his. Franks' office, filled with black leather furniture, a black grand piano, and numerous framed gold and platinum records on the walls, offers a King's view of downtown Los Angeles.

FRANK
You get that Dance Hall group signed?

SAUL
Yeah, had to have my talk with the manager though.

FRANK
(smiling)
What'd he do?

SAUL
He was jocking for control...
(making slamming motion)
... As usual, just needed to set him straight.

Frank smiles.


INT. SAUL'S TALK-DAY (FLASHBACK)
Saul watches as the four members of a Dance Hall group walk out of the room. As the door closes behind them, Saul quickly turns towards the MANAGER, (forty something). Grabbing him by the lapel of his shirt and jacket, Saul sweeps the man off his feet and thunders him to the ground; still holding the man around the lapel.

SAUL
(close to face)
I shit platinum records so shut your fucking trap and shake your head yes every time I ask you question. Do what I say and you can make some nice paydays here. Go against me and I'll have you picking fly shit outta black pepper at some supermarket...
(beat)
... We clear?

Manager shakes his head in agreement and stares back at Saul, believing every word he says.

END FLASHBACK


INT. LEGEND RECORDSFRANK'S OFFICE-DAY (continuing)

FRANK
I love it. He shit his pants?

SAUL
(going to get up)
He needed a drink...
(beat)
... As do I. You want one?

FRANK
(long faced)
Listen...
(motioning him to sit back down)
... I had a wicked dream last night.

Saul visibly shaken sits completely back down across from Frank.

FRANK
(continuing)
It was so real. I woke up sweating like a pig.

SAUL
I've never mentioned it before...

Saul gives Frank a reassuring look.

SAUL
(continuing)
...but that night...

FRANK
(cutting him off)
Aw fuck, Saul. You're hard as steel and tough as a tank. It was one fucking dream anyway...
(beat)
... Pour us a drink.

Saul gets up and walks to a wet bar where he starts to pour two drinks. Frank, disturbed, turns in his chair staring out into the city in deep thought.


INT.STAGE - NIGHT
Broken Innocence performs, as Vic runs around on stage. The club is packed with fans. Vic hesitates as he introduces the next song.

VIC
This next tune is an oldie but a goldie...
(beat)
..."Never Leave."

The crowd roars. Guitar Player steps into the spot light as he plays the musical intro. He looks over at Vic just before the lyrics.

VIC
(continuing, sings)
All around me, I see what there is to see. Touch and feel, makes thing clearer to me.

Vic perks up as he feels fine. After the musical transition he confidently belts out the chorus.

VIC
(continuing, sings)
Could I go back, before death murder time! Go back, regret is a thought in my mind...

Vic doubles over, grasping his head, as he sees a vision.


MONTAGE - VIC'S VISIONOF WOMAN.
-- INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT - A faceless woman sits in the floor of a large well lit bathroom. She has a shiny metal tool in her hand that she slices along her shin. Blood squirts out and she throws her head back in ecstasy.

END MONTAGE


INT. STAGE - NIGHT (SAME)
The crowd cheers as they think Vic is just being passionate about the music. He grabs at his head and struggles to remain conscious, eventually stumbling off stage. Guitar Player can not believe that Vic leaves the stage.


INT.BACKSTAGE - NIGHT (SAME)
Drummer, Guitar Player and FEMALE GROUPIES #1 and #2, (early twenties), sit on a large couch in a smoke filled room. Both Female Groupies are snorting lines of cocaine off a hand held mirror as Vic walks in.

DRUMMER
(to groupies)
Give us a minute ladies.

After they watch the girls leave Vic pulls up a chair, turning it backwards to sit.

DRUMMER
(continuing, to Vic)
What's going on? You really screwed the pooch tonight.

VIC
(throwing a towel over his shoulder)
I know. My head started killing me and then I felt sick as hell during the cover.

GUITAR PLAYER

You mean the skag's making you sick? We all said if any of us started to lose it, one of us would step in.

Vic shoots him a vaporizing stare.

VIC
(rubbing head)
Thats not it. I feel fine before and after the cover but, while I 'm singing it, I see...

DRUMMER
(cutting him off)
You get your shit together. I'm not going to let you fuck up my last chance.

Without waiting for a response, Drummer motions to Guitar Player. They both stand and leave, giving Vic the stink eye as they exit.


INT.BACKSTAGE -NIGHT (SAME)
Vic sits on a couch sharing champagne from the bottle with a slutty half naked female GROUPIE #3, (early twenties). She prepares a heroin dose. Vic caresses her bare shoulder. Groupie #3 applies a tourniquet, slaps his arm and injects the contents of the syringe. She kisses him deeply before releasing the tourniquet. Vic collapses back into the couch. Groupie #3 proceeds to make herself a dose. As a lazy smile grips Vic, he drops the bottle of champagne; shattering it.

FADE TO:

SUPER: "1985"

MONTAGE- NEVER LEAVE'SPOPULARITY.
-- INT. RADIO STATION -- DAY - A DJ talks into a microphone. He pops in a tape marked, Gemini Hughes, "Never Leave". ("Never Leave" plays)
-- INT. CONCERT HALL -- NIGHT - ("Never Leave" still playing) A short haired Gemini, (36), sits on stage, in front of a thousand people, singing "Never Leave". (mouth movement synced up with song)-- INT. LEGEND RECORDS -- DAY - Gemini, (36), and Frank Silver, (27), pose while being presented with a gold record. Camera's flash. The label on the record reads: "Never Leave".

END MONTAGE


INT. GRAMMYS - NIGHT
A tux clad PRESENTER, stands at a podium addressing the Grammy audience.

PRESENTER
Tonight, I have the honor of presenting the life time achievement award to a man that has been entertaining us with his gift since the early seventies, Gemini Hughes.

The presenter motions with his arm to a huge screen in front of the audience.
- Pictue of Gemini, 20, guitar strapped over shoulder and singing into microphone.
- Picture of Gemini, 23, playing on stage with, The Band.
- Picture of Gemini, 25, with Ozzy Ozborne backstage.
- Video of Gemini, 29, performing.

PRESENTER(V.O.)
Gemini Hughes, is a rockers rocker. In the last fifteen years, he has recorded twelve gold and three platinum records, and had five chart topping singles. After a tragic car accident in 1983, he reinvented himself. His chart topping hit, "Never Leave", a dedication to his daughter, hypnotized listeners. His mark on the entertainment industry is undeniable. Ladies and Gentleman, the Grammys proudly presents The Life Time Achievement Award to...
(beat)
... Gemini Hughes!

The presenter begins to clap as does the audience. A clean cut Gemini stands; gleaming. He makes his way down the isle to the podium. After shaking the presenters hand and accepting the award, he places it on the center of the podium; grasping each side of it.

GEMINI
I am truly honored and very grateful. Thanks to the many people that work behind the scenes to help bring my music alive. The fans, what can I say. I love you.

Gemini pauses and clears his throat.

GEMINI
(continuing)
"Never Leave", was hard for me. I contemplated not sharing it with the world. I want to dedicate this award to my daughter; who changed my life. I love you Kitty.

Gemini wipes a tear from his eye and holds up the award.

GEMINI
(continuing)
Thank you very much.

The crowd erupts with applause. Gemini hoist the award in the air and then begins to walk off the stage.


INT.KITTY'SBEDROOM - DAY
Kitty, 26, sits on her bedroom floor. Her eyes are puffy from crying. She has many pictures laid out on the floor. She fingers through them. As she holds a picture of Gemini, tears stream down her face. She drops the picture and pulls her sweatpants leg up. She takes a small metal tool and rakes it down the side of her calf. Blood oozes out. She enjoys the pain for a moment then becomes upset. She throws the tool across the room and grabs her legs pulling them towards her looking disturbed.

FADE OUT:

EXT. RONNIE'SCAR - DAY- TRAVELING
Ronnie pulls into the driveway of a small one car garage house. After putting the car in park, he finishes a small marijuana joint. The joint begins to burn his fingers.

RONNIE
Oh god damn!

Ronnie tries several times to flick the joint out the window. He places his burning index and thumb fingers in his mouth to cool them.


EXT. VIC'S HOUSE-DAY (SAME)
Ronnie exits his Buick and lumbers to the front door of the house. He rings the bell, pulls at his trousers and blows on his burnt fingers. A few seconds later, Vic answers the door only wearing black leather pants.

VIC
Why are you ringing the doorbell jackass?

Vic bows and motions with his arm for Ronnie to enter. As he does, Vic grabs him in a bear hug as he steps through he doorway.


INT. VIC'S HOUSE -DAY (SAME)
Vic and Ronnie walk over to a small wet bar. Ronnie sits on the outside and Vic walks in behind it. Vic grabs two glasses and pours Jack Daniels into them. He slides one glass to Ronnie who stops the glass but spills some. Vic chuckles. They smack glasses and throw back their drinks.

RONNIE
Ah! I got an update on that chick, Kitty. You're in luck. She's living right here in L.A.

VIC
Really?

RONNIE
Well, broham she is basically a hermit. Doesn't get out much and limits her exposure when she does.

VIC
And.

RONNIE
One, she is a total freakin babe. Two, are you ready for this one?

Vic rolls his eyes at Ronnie's dramatics and motions with his hand to keep going.

RONNIE
(continuing, excited)
This is a first. I wasn't the only one following her.

VIC
(jerking his head in shock)
What do you mean?

RONNIE
(beat)
I mean, I noticed someone other than me following her. They were very subtle but she is defiantly being tailed.

VIC
Why the fuck is she being followed?

RONNIE
Don't know but these cats are to good to be cops.

Vic, pouring another drink with one hand, reaches under the bar with the other. He puts an ounce of Bob Marley green weed on the counter. Ronnie eyes grow large. Vic slides it across to him. Ronnie puts the bag to his nose and takes a long sniff.

RONNIE
(continuing, excited)
Damn! You said choice Willy Nelson tickets, but this is top shelf broham. Let's burn one?

VIC
(becoming serious)
Not now. I need you to get going on this.

TOPLESS FEMALE (early twenties), enters the room draping herself on Vic's shoulder. Ronnie's jaw drops even further. Vic kisses her nonchalantly then she slowly walks away.

VIC
(continuing, snapping his fingers)
Ronnie!

RONNIE
(looking back at the bag)
Yeah. Yeah. I'll get going.

Ronnie shakes his head up and down and waves the bag of weed at Vic. Vic laughs at Ronnie.


INT. RECORDINGSTUDIO - DAY
Vic scrolls through a text on his cell. An engineer works in the background setting up microphones. We see info that Ronnie has sent him: "Broham, here's her details. Kitty Hughes 2227 N Kenmore Ave Los Angeles, CA 90001, 818-234-4567." Vic dials the number.

VIC
(into phone)
Hello. Kitty?

KITTY (V.O.)
(over phone, filtered)
Hello? Yes?

VIC
(into phone)
You don't know me but I need to talk with you. I need your help figuring something out. Can we meet?


INT. KITTY'S LAUNDRYROOM -DAY (SAME)
Kitty has an arm full of clothes that she sits on top of the dyer. She is wearing shorts and a white tank top. Both fresh cuts and old scars are visible on legs and arms.

KITTY

(into phone)
Who is this?

A bloody towel drops on the floor in front of the washer.

INTERCUT with Music Studio.

VIC
(into phone)
My names Victor. I'm in the band Broken Innocence. (long pause) Hello? Hello?

INTERCUT with Kittys' Laundry Room.

KITTY
(into phone)
What the hell could I possibly help you with?

INTERCUT with Music Studio.

VIC
(into phone)
Will you please just meet me? It's important. It's about your dad's song, "Never Leave." I have important information for you too.

INTERCUT with Kittys' Laundry Room.

KITTY
(into phone)
I just can't.

Kitty hangs up. She stands thinking about the call.


INT. MUSIC STUDIO - DAY (SAME)
Vic throws his phone and paces in the control booth. ENGINEER (40's), notices Vic's outburst.

VIC
Damn it!

Vic continues to pace, till he hears his phone ringing. He scurries to find it.

VIC
(into phone)
Hello? Hello?


INT. KITTYS' LAUNDRY ROOM - DAY (SAME)
Kitty notices the bloody towel on the floor. She picks it up. With her back to the wall, she slides to the floor, fighting crying. After wiping her eyes, she presses send and re-dials Vic still holding the bloody towel.

KITTY
(into phone)
I'm sorry I hung up like that. You must understand, my dad's death, I still struggle with it.

Kitty holds up the bloody towel.

KITTY
(continuing, into phone)
I have no idea why I'm telling you this.

VIC (v.O.)
(over phone, filtered)
I'm sorry Kitty. He was a great musician.

KITTY
(into phone)
He was a great dad. We were best friends...
(long pause)
...If we meet we do it on my terms right?

VIC (V.O.)
(over phone, filtered)
No problem.

KITTY
(into phone)
Barnsdall Park. By the children's play area, in 45 minutes. Oh yeah, come alone.

VIC (V.O.)
(over phone, filtered)
I'll be there.

Kitty hangs up her phone, stands up, then places the bloody towel in the running washer. She watches as the blood stain in the towel dissipates.

FADE TO:

EXT.PARK -DAY (SAME)
Kitty wipes her sweaty palms on her jeans; half watching the kids play. She sees a man approaching who also looks nervous. He is wearing leather pants and black button-up shirt. The shirt is half open exposing his chest slightly. She fidgets in her seat as he moves closer.

VIC

(nervous)
Kitty? I'm Vic Samuels. Nice to meet you.

Vic extends his hand but Kitty denies him.

KITTY
(blunt)
I wish I could say the same.

Vic sits next to her leaving her lots of space. They both stare at the children playing for a brief moment.

VIC
I'll get right to the point. I have been performing your dad's song, "Never Leave," with my band...
(beat)
... I've had some pretty intense visions when I sing it.

KITTY

So stop singing it...
(beat)
...you said you had some information for me?

VIC
Yeah, well I don't know what it means. I hired a PI to locate you.

KITTY

You did what?

VIC
It was the quickest way to find you. I need you to help me understand what happen to your dad?

KITTY
I would like to understand that myself. He didn't OD no matter what the authorities said.

VIC
You think there was foul play?

Kitty moves closer to Vic and looks around before speaking.

KITTY

I know there was! I just can't prove it. I tried, spent four years chasing dead end leads and hounding disinterested cops.

VIC

I don't know how to say this, I think someone is following you.

KITTY
It wouldn't be the first time.

VIC
What? What have you gotten yourself into?

KITTY
I know one man who might have some answers for you... Frank Silver.

VIC

(excited)
Frank Silver from Legend Re...

Kitty quickly covers Vic mouth with her hand. They make eye contact. Kitty removes her hand from Vic's mouth. Vic is smiling.

KITTY
(smart ass)
Quiet. You never know who might be listening?

Kitty briefly returns Vic's smile.

VIC
Well, let's go see him?

Vic stands. Kitty is reluctant. Vic grabs her hand and tugs at her to stand up.

VIC
(continuing)
Please? Help me to get the bottom of this.

Kitty shakes her head in agreement and fights to hide her interest in Vic.


EXT.LEGENDRECORDS -DAY (SAME)
Vic and Kitty walk towards the front doors of Legend Records. The building is forty-five stories tall.

KITTY
It makes me sick to think my dad's music built this monstrosity's.

VIC
I'm going to play it cool in here. I hope you do the same?

Kitty does not respond. Vic opens the door and holds it for her. She enters and Vic follows shaking his head at how sexy she is.


INT. LEGEND RECORDS FRANK'S OFFICE - DAY (SAME)
Frank sits behind his desk, staring out his office window.

SECRETARY(V.O.)
(over intercom, filtered)
Mr. Silver, Vic Samuels and Kitty Hughes here to see you sir.

Frank looks frustrated.

FRANK
(into intercom)
Show them back.


A few moments later, Vic and Kitty, are let in by a Franks' Secretary. Frank spins towards them in his black leather chair. A chewed cigar bounces in his lips.

FRANK
Well. Well. Well. Vic Samuels and Kitty Hughes, to what do I owe this pleasure?

VIC
Thanks for seeing us. We have a few questions.

KITTY
(stepping forward)
I want to know what happened to my dad?

Vic holds Kitty back.

VIC
(whispering)
Play it cool remember?

FRANK
I told you all I knew years ago. You gotta move on young lady. Look kids, I don't have time for this.

VIC
I just need a minute more, Mr. Silver.

FRANK
(looking at his watch)
Quickly.

VIC
I've been covering the song, "Never Leave."

Vic notices Frank flinch.

FRANK
Great tune.

VIC
Yeah, well, I've been...
(beat)
...seeing things. You know, when I sing it. Visions, I guess you could say.

FRANK
(half laughing)
You need to lay of that shit is what that is.

KITTY
My dad stopped using. He promised he wouldn't go back to his old life. He changed.

Kitty starts crying and puts her face in her hands.

VIC
(without looking at Frank right away)
Mr. Silver, I have been seeing things. Things about, Gemini, I think. I just want it to stop.

FRANK
If I could help, I sure would kid. I will say that you got talent. I see you going all the way to the top one day.

VIC
Is there anything you can tell me about, Gemini's death?

FRANK
Not that I haven't already said in any number of interviews with police.

Frank's phone rings.

FRANK
(continuing, dismissive)
I need to get this. Nice seeing you two.

Frank answers the phone and turns away in his chair as Vic and Kitty start to make their way out.

VIC
(under his breath)
Douche bag.

Kitty wipes her eyes and lets Vic lead her out. After their gone, Saul joins Frank in his office.

SAUL
Was that, Kitty fucking Hughes?

FRANK
Ah, yeah and, Vic Samuels, from Broken Innocence.

SAUL
Was she in here asking about her Gemini again?

FRANK
Of course. Bitch won't let it go and that could become a problem. That, Vic Samuels, guy is saying he's seeing things about, Gemini, when he sings "Never Leave."

Saul takes a seat in front of Frank.

SAUL
Great. That bitch won't let sleeping dogs lie and now some junkies having visions?

FRANK
Get the dogs on him. I wanna know who he's talking to.

SAUL
Bet.

Saul stands and gives Frank a fist bump. Frank tosses a cigar back in his mouth then turns and stares out over the city. Frank appears concerned.


INT. SAUL'SBEDROOM - NIGHT
Saul lays in his bed tossing, turning, and sweating. He is having a nightmare.


INT. NIGHTMARE - NIGHT - (FLASHBACK)
FACELESS MAN #1 AND FACELESS MAN #2 meet and exchange a brown bag of powder. Faceless Man #2 raises the bag up to the light as they appear to talk. He walks into a room where FACELESS MAN #3, sits on a couch. Faceless Man #2 smacks Faceless Man #3 across the face, knocking him to the floor. The door slams behind him.

END FLASHBACK


INT. SAUL'S BEDROOM - NIGHT (SAME)
Saul wakes and is breathing heavily and sweating. He gasp for air and rings at his neck. Flashes of lighting illuminate the room. Saul gets up and goes to his bedroom window. He pulls back the curtain. The sky is clear.

INT.VIC'SHOUSE -NIGHT (SAME)
Vic sits in his living room, preparing a heroin fix. He begins to look disgusted with himself. He sets the syringe down and paces around the living room for a moment. The music to Never Leave, reverberates through Vic's head.

VIC
Fuck it.

He sits back down and applies a tourniquet. Vic lays back after injecting his arm, eyes closed. An I-pod station, on the table against the far wall, turns on. Vic half opens one eye unable to react. The station signal is weak and breaking up till revealing the original version of "Never Leave." Vic falls into a series of visions.


MONTAGE - Vic's visions of GEMINI WRITING.
-- INT. GEMINI'S DESK -- NIGHT - Gemini, 36, sits at a desk writing, guitar on his lap. Tears are running down his face. He stares at a photo of him holding Kitty as an newborn. There is a date on the bottom of the picture: "07/09/1983".
-- INT. GEMINI'S DESK -- NIGHT - There is a ghostly female figure floating around Gemini. It appears that the two are talking. He strums the guitar and writes as they talk.
--INT. GEMINI'S DESK -- NIGHT - We see the heading at the top of the paper that Gemini is writing on. It reads: "Never Leave".

END MONTAGE


INT. VIC'S HOUSE - NIGHT (SAME)
Vic struggles to rise from the couch eventually collapsing unconscious.


INT. FRANK'S OFFICE - NIGHT
Frank is sprawled out on the couch in his office. He has his shoes off and shirt unbuttoned slightly. A sharply dressed Saul walks in the room, holding several documents in his hand.

SAUL
What up boss man?

FRANK
I want you to chat with, Kitty. Find out what she thinks she knows.

SAUL
She is half a loon, why bother?

FRANK
Just need to know what's swirling around in that pretty little head of hers. As for, Vic, I got an idea about handling him myself.

Frank taps his temple with the butt of a cigar.

SAUL
Whatcha thinkin?

FRANK
What is he without his band?...
(beat)
... Just another junkie.

SAUL
(making wrist slitting motions)
Let me go call the famously dark, Kitty Hughes, then.

As Saul leaves the room, Frank rolls a chewed cigar in his fingers and stares at the ceiling in deep thought.


INT.VIC'SHOUSE - NIGHT
Vic sits on a couch in his living room. He is intoxicated and slowly strums a guitar. The room is dark except for a lamp against the wall in the background. Drug paraphernalia and Vic's phone lay on the table coffee table in front of him. It rings. He struggles to lift himself out of the heroin fog to answer it.

VIC
(into phone)
Yeah?

KITTY (V.O.)
(over phone, filtered)
It's Kitty. Can I see you tonight?

VIC
(into phone)
Sure... When?

He hangs up, then grapples with his cell to make another call.

VIC
(into phone)
Yo.

RONNIE (V.O.)

(over phone, filtered)
Broham!

VIC
(into phone)
What do you know about Frank Silver?

RONNIE (V.O.)
(over phone, filtered, surprised)
Whoa, Legend Records, Frank Silver? Following this chick is one thing but you sure you want to tread into the deeper waters broham?

VIC
(into phone)
What do you mean?

RONNIE (V.O.)
(over phone, filtered)
Frank is into some heavy off the radar shit. He actually offered me a job after I got out of the Marine Corps. He ain't your typical record mogul broham. What gives? First, you have me following the daughter of a dead rocker, now you ask me about Frank Silver?

VIC
(into phone)
I think Frank's the one having Kitty followed. I just need some more time to figure this all out. You're all I got on this.

RONNIE (V.O.)
(over phone, filtered)
You're going to have to tell me what the hell's going on sooner or later. I'll call you after I start my surveillance. Till then, keep your head down and your eyes open.

VIC
(into phone)
Just watch your back.

RONNIE (V.O.)
(over phone, filtered)
Always broham.

The doorbell rings. Vic hangs up his cell and slides it on the table in front of him. He walks to the door and looks through the peephole. It's Kitty who's dressed in all black, looking beautiful yet uncomfortable. Vic grabs a shirt from the back of a chair, primps his hair in the mirror, and then opens the door.

VICCome in. Come in.

KITTY

(walking)
Saul Trenton, called me today.

Vic cocks his head and follows Kitty into the living room. Kitty sits on the couch. Vic sees his drug paraphernalia still on the table. He quickly slides it into the drawer. Kitty pretends to not notice. Vic raises the lights, then sits next to her on the couch.

VIC
Who is he again?

KITTY
Frank's VP slash crony and well...
(beat)
... I was hoping you would go with me to the meet him. Maybe stay in the shadows, just in case.

VIC
Sure. No problem. What does he want to talk about?

KITTY
He says he knew my dad and it is long over due that we talk.

VIC
When is this happening?

KITTY
I told him I would call him tomorrow... set a place. I was stalling because I wanted to talk with you and decide together, the best course of action.

VIC
Of course. I am free tomorrow at eleven. If you wanna meet here and I can drive us there?

KITTY
I'll make the call and set the met for noon. I'm leaving now.

VIC
You don't have to leave right away do you?

KITTY

Yes. We have a big day tomorrow.

VIC

I'll walk you out.

Vic leads Kitty back to the front door. He opens it and Kitty walks out with no goodbye.

VIC
(continuing)
Goodnight!

Kitty does not respond. Vic stands at the door looking confused.


EXT. VIC'S HOUSE - DAY
A taxi pulls up in front of Vic's house. Kitty, looking stunning in a long yellow dress, exits. She walks up to the door and presses the bell. A few seconds later Vic answers.

VIC
Please, come in. We all set?


INT.VIC'SGARAGE -DAY (SAME)
The light comes on inside Vic's garage. There is a black 2001 Jaguar and a black Suzuki motorcycle parked next to each other. The inside door opens and Vic and Kitty step out. Kitty is shocked that Vic drives a Jaguar. She collects herself but Vic notices.

VIC
I like my toys.

KITTY
Beautiful car.

VIC
Thanks.

Kitty arrives at the passenger side door. She opens the door but hesitates getting in.



EXT.PARK -DAY (SAME)
Kitty sits on a park bench near the familiar child's play area at Barnsdall Park. Vic sits in the background under the shade of a willow tree. Saul approaches out of no where and sits next to Kitty.

KITTY
(startled)
What the fuck!

SAUL
I'm Saul. Saul Trenton, an old friend of your dad's.

KITTY
What the hell is going on?

SAUL
Calm down young lady. It's all good. I just want to ask you a few questions about your dad.

KITTY
(interrupting)
I haven't been able to catch my breath lately, so, no it's not all good. Why don't you start by telling me what the hell you know about my dad's death?

SAUL
I knew your dad. Worked with him for a several years. I lost track of him a few years before his passing.

KITTY
And.

SAUL
Well, I wonder what happened to him? I know what the papers said, but I was curious what you think happened?

KITTY
You worked for Frank, so, instead why don't you tell me what you know?

SAUL
Look, I don't want to upset you. I cared about your dad and I would like to think he felt the same.

KITTY
I don't know you mister and I don't feel comfortable talking to you especially if your not going to be upfront with me.

SAUL
Kitty, just answer me this please. Do you think your dad was killed?

Kitty stands and begins to quickly walk away. We see Vic standing in the background and watching her intently. She turns back to address Saul.

KITTY
(continuing)
My dad didn't OD, and I'm gonna find out what really happened even if it takes the rest of my life.

Kitty turns back around and storms off. Saul throws his arms back resting them on the bench. He cracks an evil smile.


EXT. VIC'S CAR - DAY (SAME)
Vic and Kitty met back at Vic's' black Jaguar in the parking lot. They get in.

VIC
How'd it go?

KITTY
He's so fake. He wanted to meet and talk with me about my dad. Bullshit. He was trying to find out what I know.

VIC
What did you tell him?

KITTY
Nothing. Him and Frank, are like a twisted version of Abbott and Costello.

VIC

Think he knows what happened to your dad?

KITTY
Ah yeah, he's Frank's VP and has been with him since even before the days of my dad and Frank.

Vic puts his arm around the back of her seat. She stares at him curiously.

VIC
(staring into the park)
Maybe we could contact the detective from your dad's investigation?

KITTY
(impressed)
I have talked with him a several times over the years. He's very nice but he was never very helpful. I'll get you his number though.

VIC
I don't really have any other ideas here? Maybe time has changed something?

KITTY
I am going to go now.

VIC
Umm, Ok. I can drive you home.

KITTY
No thanks. I don't mind taxis.

VIC
I have a gig tonight. I'd be cool if you came.

KITTY
Probably not but thanks.

Vic watches as Kitty exits the vehicle. She slowly walks away and makes a call on her cell. Vic puts the car in reverse and backs out.


INT. STAGE - NIGHT
Vic is on stage performing, "Never Leave," with his band. A backdrop reads, "Broken Innocence". The front row is packed with young dreamy eyed girls watching Vic strut. Kitty secretly watches from the crowd.

VIC
(sings)
Broken dreams, can't shake those muffled screams. With lying eyes, their spoken truth dies."

Vic sees visions.


MONTAGE- VIC'S VISIONS OF GEMINI.
-- INT. DARK ROOM -- NIGHT - Faceless Man #1 and #2 talk and exchange a baggy of brown powder.
-- INT. DARK ROOM -- NIGHT - Faceless Man #2 holds a syringe up and squirts some out. He injects it into Gemini's arm.
-- INT. DARK ROOM -- NIGHT - Gemini writhes in pain on the floor as the Faceless Men hold him down.

END MONTAGE


INT. STAGE -NIGHT (SAME)
Vic collapses on stage. His band mates rush to his side. The crowd goes silent.


INT.CROWD -NIGHT (SAME)
Kitty, watching from the crowd, covers her mouth in disgust. She rushes through the crowd towards the stage.


INT.KITTY'S BEDROOM- DAY
Vic wakes up in a strange bed. He looks around the room.

VIC
(disoriented)
Hello?

Kitty shuffles into the room and sits next to him on the bed. Kitty appears to enjoy taking care of Vic.

VIC
(continuing)
What happened? I was on stage then...

KITTY
You blacked out.

VIC
I think I had more visions. How'd I get here though?

KITTY
I was at your show. I got backstage and convinced the band to let me bring you here.

VIC
(smiling)
You were at the show?

Vic tries to sit up.

KITTY
Just lay back. Don't try to force it. What did you see?

VIC

Two men standing over Gemini. One of the men had a syringe of something.

KITTY
Who were the men?

VIC
It's hard to say. It's all so fuzzy.

RALPH NEWMAN (64), tall and fit for his age, walks in the room, startling Vic.

RALPH
Sorry to bother you. My name is Ralph Newman. I was the detective that worked Gemini's case.

VIC
(wincing)
Wow! I was hoping to talk to you.

RALPH
Kitty said that you would be contacting me, so after you collapsed she called me.

Vic begins to feel nauseous but tries to hide it.

VIC
I'd like to freshen up first. Is that okay?

KITTY
Of course. There's the bathroom.

Kitty points then rests her hand on Vic's chest.

KITTY
(continuing)
Just let me know if you need anything?

Kitty turns back to look at Vic before she exits the room. Vic fake smiles at her. Vic waits till the room is empty then gets up and searches though his jacket. He retrieves a small black leather pouch then walks to the bathroom.


INT.KITTY'SBATHROOM -DAY (SAME)
Vic stands in front of the mirror appearing exhausted. The music to, "Never Leave," still echoes in his head. He splashes water on his face trying to shake it. Not able to, he sits down on the toilet and prepares a fix. He applies a tourniquet and shoots up.


EXT. RONNIE'S STAKEOUT - DAY (SAME)
Ronnie sits on stake out down the block from Legend Records. He is drumming on the steering wheel when he notices three large thugs approaching in the rear view mirror.

RONNIE
Shit!

He tries to start his car but it stalls. THUG #1, built like a champion professional wrestler, reaches in Ronnie's open driver's side window and yanks at Ronnie's jacket.

THUG#1
You been snooping where you 'ot not be snooping pal.

RONNIE
Hey broham... wait a second.

Thug #1 pulls Ronnie through the open car window like a rag doll. He slams Ronnie against the vehicle, still holding him off the ground. THUG #2 and THUG #3 look around making sure no one is watching.

RONNIE
(continuing)
I just got this jacket pressed ya bum.

Thug #1 releases Ronnie then gut punches him; dropping Ronnie to his knees.

BACK TO:

INT. KITTY'S LIVING ROOM -DAY (SAME)
Vic joins Kitty and Ralph who are chatting over coffee in the living room. Vic sits at the farthest available seat.

KITTY
Everything okay? We were beginning to worry.

VIC
(avoiding eye contact)
Just needed to soak.

Kitty puts a glass of water in front of Vic.

RALPH
Kitty tells me your having visions. When you sing, "Never Leave".

VIC
Unfortunately.

RALPH
That's some heavy stuff. She told me you visited Frank Silver too.

VIC
Yeah. He's shady as hell. He flinched when I mentioned the song, "Never Leave".

RALPH
Kitty, when I investigated your dad's death, I suspected foul play. After my interviews of friends and family, there didn't seem to be enough evidence to support an over dose but the media was all over it and the D.A. wanted the case closed quickly.

KITTY
Why haven't you told me this before?

RALPH
I was afraid...
(beat)
... Afraid of making things worse. Don't think I haven't carried this with me.

VIC

(to Ralph)
You think Gemini was killed?

RALPH
I had a great career but this case really ate at me. He had every reason to live a clean life after the accident. So, yes I do think he was killed.

VIC
What accident?

KITTY
When my mom was 8 months pregnant with me, her and dad were driving in the rain. They crashed. My mom didn't make it. Dad swore off drugs, turned his life around. He promised to protect me; raise me right.

RALPH
Well, he had one fresh track mark so it was even harder to convince the D.A. that that your dad had been clean. I interviewed everybody and collected all the evidence I could, but it wasn't enough.

VIC
I am confused. How do I fit into this?

RALPH

Not a clue, but my suspicions rested with Frank Silver, and that goon he calls a friend Saul Trenton. He had the motive and the means. I would like to help you kids but, I'm not sure how I can. I'm just an old man.

VIC
What motive?

RALPH
Frank, had acquired the rights to all Gemini's music just four months before his death.

VIC
(confused)
Isn't a musician worth more alive than dead?

RALPH
In my interviews, some said that Gemini had been talking about quiting the business. You know, concentrating on raising Kitty.

Vic reaches for Kitty's hand. She pulls away after a few seconds. Vic looks at Kitty frustrated.


INT. FRANK'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
Frank lies in huge bed tossing and turning. He mumbles in his sleep.

FRANK
(barely coherent)
No. No. It's not me.

MONTAGE - FRANK'S NIGHTMARE.
-- INT. BACKSTAGE -- NIGHT - Faceless Man #1 and Faceless Man #2 hold Gemini down as Faceless Man #2 injects the contents of a syringe into Gemini's arm. Gemini tries to fight back, but as the injection surges through him he stops.
-- INT. BACKSTAGE -- NIGHT - Faceless Man #1 stands over Gemini. Gemini's face turns into Frank Silver's face.

END MONTAGE


INT.FRANK'S BEDROOM-NIGHT (SAME)
Frank wakes from his nightmare. Breathing heavy, he looks around the room. He gets up and walks to the bathroom.


INT. FRANK'S BATHROOM - NIGHT
Frank approaches the bathroom sink and splashes his face a few times. Shaken, he stares in the mirror.

FRANK
Fuck! Get it together Frankie.

As Frank stares into the mirror, he sees flashes of Gemini's face in place of his. Frank walks backwards away from the mirror. As he reaches and bumps into the back wall, he grabs a candle and throws it at the mirror; shattering it.

FRANK
(yelling)
It can't be!

Frank falls to the bathroom floor weeping.


INT.CLUB VIP ROOM- NIGHT
Vic, Guitar Player, Drummer, and Bass Player, sit in at large booth. The club is pulsating with hard driving rock tunes. Everyman has a drink in front of them and a Female Groupie next to them. GROUPIE #4 does a line of cocaine off the table top. GROUPIE #5 and #6, giggle and playfully kiss each other.

DRUMMER
(to Vic)
You okay man?

VIC
Yeah. I got some rest but I'm still apprehensive about that damn song.

GUITAR PLAYER
Look, we told you. The song stays. People love our version and we got big time record execs' coming to see us and you're fucking that up. Where this close to making it. You wanna play clubs or arenas?

DRUMMER
(concerned)
How much shit are you using a day?

VIC
What? You're an asshole, you know that? I got something fucked up happening to me and all you can think about is making it.

DRUMMER
Vic, let's just get you some help.

VIC
Fuck this. Get yourself some help.

FEMALE FANS #1 AND #2 approach the table excited to meet Vic. Vic marches off, ignoring them. The band members shrug and look at each other.

GUITAR PLAYER
Have a seat ladies.

Female Fans #1 and #2 seat down and Drummer motions for the waitress.


EXT.PARKING LOT-NIGHT (SAME)
Ronnie lays in a pool of his own blood. He rolls over on his back, spitting a mouth full up blood out. He searches his jacket pocket for his phone. He dials his cell.

RONNIE
(into phone)
Broham, I am hurt bad.

VIC (V.O.)
(over phone, filtered)
Ronnie? What's wrong?

RONNIE
(into phone)
They got me good. I need to get the ER pretty quick.

VIC (V.O.)
(over phone, filtered)
Who got you? Tell me where you are?

RONNIE
(into phone)
I am at the end of Cosmo off Selma.

VIC (V.O.)
(over phone, filtered)
I am on my way... hold on brother.

Ronnie coughs then spits up blood.


EXT.EMERGENCY ROOMDRIVE-NIGHT (SAME)
Vic rips open the passenger side door of his Jaguar, revealing a battered Ronnie. Barely conscious, covered in blood, and eyes swollen shut, Ronnie labors to breath.

VIC
Ronnie!

Vic shakes Ronnie trying to arouse him. Vic grabs him in his arms and muscles him out of the car and then through the front doors of the emergency room.


INT.EMERGENCY ROOM-NIGHT (SAME)
Vic walks through automatic doors with a bloody Ronnie in his arms. NURSE, (thirty something), sees Vic carrying Ronnie and comes from behind the counter. She helps Vic put Ronnie on a gurney.

NURSE
What happened here?

VIC
He was jumped.

Nurse uses a pen light to check Ronnie's pupil response.

NURSE
He needs to go back right now. What's his name?

VIC
Ronnie. Ronnie Whitlocke.

As the Nurse begins to push the gurney away, Ronnie grabs Vic's hand. He feels Ronnie's hand release, leaving a chewed cigar in Vic's hand. As the Nurse looks back, she sees Vic staring into his hand, shocked.


INT.VIC'S HOUSE- DAY
Vic, wearing only leather pants, walks to the door and opens it. Ralph, wearing a out dated camel hair sport coat, holds a black briefcase as he walks through the door.

VIC
Hey Ralph. Thanks for coming over so quick.

RALPH
No problem. I said I would help if I could.

Vic leads Ralph into the living room and over to the wet bar. Vic pours two drinks. Ralph glances around. Vic holds the drinks up but Ralph declines it with a head shake. Vic combines the two drinks and downs it.

RALPH
Kitty told me about Ronnie. I'm sorry.

VIC
Thanks. Did you bring everything I need?

RALPH
I did, kind of...
(beat)
... but I don't think this is a good idea. In cop work, when a guy goes into a situation like this, he has a army of cops outside ready to hustle in and save the day. Probably not a good idea to go this alone.

VIC
They hurt Ronnie. I'm seeing visions. My friggin life's falling apart here. I can't take this shit anymore. I have to try something... anything.

RALPH
I'll help you...
(beat)
... But you have to promise me that if you things get weird; you'll get the heck out of there.

VIC
Promise.

Ralph puts the briefcase on the wet bar, sits down and opens it. He pulls out a laptop, opens it, and turns it on.

RALPH
Let me see your phone.

Vic hands it to him. Ralph takes the back of the phone off and inspects it, then types very fast on the laptop.

RALPH
(continuing)
The CIA and the NSA have been using this trick to listen in on drug dealers and terrorists for several years. I'm remotely reprogramming your phone so the microphone will stay on even if the phone is shut off or disabled. So, just keep it in your pocket and I will be able to record everything that is said.

VIC
Where'd you learn this?

RALPH
Retirement got boring. I decided I wasn't going to be like most baby boomers and be clueless about all the emerging technology.

Ralph snaps Vic's phone back together and tosses it to him.

RALPH
(continuing)
All finished.

Vic looks at his phone and then looks nervously at Ralph.


EXT.VIC'SJAGUAR -DAY - TRAVELING (SAME)
Vic is driving to Frank's office when he turns the radio on. Gemini's version of "Never Leave" is playing.

GEMINI
(sings, over radio)
What the hell is going on? The right is covered up by the wrong. The symptom has become the lure. You're the one that holds the cure.

Vic starts head starts to ache. He struggles to stay focused on the road. He attempts but fails to reach for the radio.

GEMINI
(continuing, sings, over radio)
Please come back, show me what's left to give. Come back, promise me you'll never leave. Come back, show me what's left to give. Come back, promise me you'll never leave.

Vic lets go of the wheel. He grasps at his head as he has a vision.


FLASHFORWARD - INT.LEGEND RECORDS- DAY

Vic approaches the Secretary.

VIC
I'm here to see Mr. Silver, mamm.

SECRETARY
Right this way.

The Secretary opens and office door and lets Vic in. She closes the door after he steps in the room.


INT.EMPTY OFFICE-DAY - (FLASHFORWARD)
Vic hears the door lock behind him. He walks over to the window and places his head against it. He stares down forty-five stories to the parking lot. Frank and three large thugs enter the room through the locked door.

FRANK
I thought you might get the hint that I don't wanna talk to you.

A large man to Vic's left strikes him; knocking Vic unconscious. Vic wakes up in the room alone. He feels the cut above his left eye crusted with blood. Vic, needing a fix, doubles over and pukes.

END FLASHFORWARD


EXT. VIC'SJAGUAR - DAY - TRAVELING (SAME)
Vic comes out of the vision realizing he is still in his car. He feverishly jerks the wheel, avoiding other drivers. His car spins 180 degrees, finally coming to a screeching halt on the shoulder of the road. Vic sits in his car looking intense with both hands still firmly gripping the wheel. He searches for his phone and dials a number.

VIC

(into phone)
Kitty, you know where Back Door Boda is on Wilshire?
(beat)
Can you meet me there?

(beat)
Yeah, I'm on my way.

Never Leave's music sounds in his head. Vic stares at his heroin case in the passenger seat. He puts the car in drive and cautiously drives away.


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