Episode Four (4)

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[size=200]Evil Born Evil[/size]
Series: 02
Episode: 04
Written by: Luke Enfield
Produced by: Crimson Media
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[warning]AGE RATING: 15+
CONTAINS: STRONG LANGUAGE, STRONG VIOLENCE, ADULT HUMOUR[/warning]
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Marcus: Here we go then…



Marcus: I would have loved to have said goodbye another way, but this is the way things panned out… at the end of the day Sergio, you lose.



Calogero: Well if it isn’t Marcus! I was just about to kill you…



Marcus: Oh yeah… so why didn’t you?
Calogero: Because now I know what you’d planned when you escaped from the compound in Sireland… you wanted your cop friends to survive but you still killed Sergio for me, Marcus. You’ve done me proud; I thought you’d never do the job. I underestimated you, Marcus. So, now, it’s time to take the next step.
Marcus: The next step!? What kind of person do you think I am?
Calogero: I’ve brought Franco Celli here, my new underboss; he’s taking Alberto’s place.
Franco: Hello Marcus…
Marcus: …



Calogero: Whatever is the matter, Marcus?
Marcus: Just, stop! Stop everything! I don’t want to know anybody new! I just…
Calogero: Let me guess, you want to go back to your esteemed family? In the future? Marcus: forget it. You concentrate on now. What do you want, the feds, or the mafia?
Franco: It’s not a case of when or why, just accept things.



Marcus: Do you want to shut your face? Or else you’ll end up like poor old Sergio here…
Franco: I can’t, I’ve got a guy to kill next week.
Calogero: Marcus, lay off him!
Marcus: What guy?
Calogero: Please, Marcus!
Franco: He screwed me up on a deal… I provided the drugs for him, but he only coughed up half of the cash that I was askin’ for it.
Marcus: Tell me the fuck who it is now!
Franco: Harald Redford.



Franco (fading away): Harold Redford. Harald Redford. Harald Reford…
Marcus: Huh? Harald! Anyone? My family? Anyone there? Come on!
Voice: Marcus!
Marcus: Yes?
Voice: Marcus!
Marcus: I’m here! Yes!?
Voice (fading away): Marcus! It’s time!
Marcus: Time for what?
Voice: …
Marcus: Hello!? Anybody there? HELLO!





Franco: Where to, Calogero?
Calogero: As far away as possible! Marcus is going mental, we can’t work with him anymore. We kill Harald, immediately.
Franco: Ok…
Calogero: Drive faster!



Marcus: Kill… Calogero. Kill… Franco. It’s time we ended this once and for all.



Rod: Ah… that’s nice.



Rod: Ah, Marcus.
Marcus: Gov, we have no time. I need a fast driver, like you. I’ve remembered the name of the killer of my brother. He only turned up in the park with Calogero while I was burying Sergio.
Rod: Burying fucking Sergio!?
Marcus: Look, there’s no time…
Rod: You buried him in a public place!?
Marcus: It was for the best!
Rod: For the bloody best? Best for you more like! Dig him up, he may have done wrong but he deserves a funeral.
Marcus: There isn’t any time! Calogero could possibly be leaving for good! And if we don’t nail him before he reaches the city limits!
Rod: I’m busy, Marcus. Go get Bryan, him and Vincent are dealing with Oliver the paper boy.
Marcus: Oh yes!
Rod: If I was you, I’d also make sure he gets a safe exit, avoiding the mafia. They’ll be all over.
Marcus: No, because Sergio is dead, Calogero doesn’t care about me or anything now but himself. He’ll be out of here.
Rod: Go get Bryan and Vincent. Make sure the kid gets on the bus.
Marcus: Ok.
Rod: Good luck.
Marcus: I’ll need it!



Bryan: So, you stole Luca’s Smord Tempest? Interesting story. Now that you’re out of jail let’s hope you won’t be stealing anymore detective’s cars.



Oliver: I won’t. Don’t worry.
Vincent: Let’s not forget Bryan though, Luca was a bastard. Truth be told Oliver, he was no cop, but a guy who faked his identity by killing the real D.I. Luca Tennyson, so you’re lucky.
Oliver: Oh really?
Bryan: Definitely…
Oliver: Lucky not however that I won’t be getting my job back as paper boy.
Vincent: You shouldn’t have got involved with the mafia then. Those bastards are here because of that Sergio, he towed them into Sengland basically.
Oliver: Shame.



Vincent: You’re a good guy, Oliver. It’s a shame you didn’t recognize him on the day you stole the car.





Vincent: We’re going to get you a bus, back to your house down back in the city. You’re never going to come back.
Oliver: I didn’t do much, I only had six months in jail, and it’s not enough to wipe me from the face of Alterra.
Vincent: You’re lucky, Oliver. Like I said, very lucky. You were responsible for many deaths that day.
Oliver: Here’s my bus.



Bryan: Indeed it is.
Vincent: Well, it was nice meeting you and having a proper chat with you, now be off with yourself young man. You have my trust.
Oliver: Thanks, thank you both.



Marcus: Guys! Guys!
Vincent: Oh, here’s Marcus…



Marcus: Ok guys, no fuss. I said about my brother being killed next week, yes?
Bryan: You did.
Marcus: The murderer is Don Calogero’s new underboss, and they’re getting away, we’ve got to kill them!
Vincent: That’s a bit extreme. If they want to leave, that’s good, yeah?
Marcus: No because they will kill my brother! They said they’ll kill Harald Redford, that’s my brother! I need you Bryan, we need to find him, you’re a fast driver.
Bryan: What car did he get away in?
Marcus: A Vrad Rua Faunton!
Bryan: Ha! It’s not going to be so hard to catch that blighter. Come, to my Andy.
Vincent: I should take Marcus in the Sanders to back you Bryan.
Marcus: Fair enough, as long as he is stopped.



Bryan: Here goes. Show them what you’re made of ole’ Andy.



Calogero: There, park up in front of that shopping mall. We’ll get some food and drinks for the journey.
Franco: Sure thing, Calogero.



Franco: Ok, go out and get what you need. I’ll wait.
Calogero: No, you go you half-wit. How do you expect me to get off my arse and show my face off in front of all those innocent people in there? I’m the most wanted person in Sengland!
Franco: Ok, tell me what you want.
Calogero: A few cans of beer, a tin of cooked ham, a bag of grapes, a bag of marshmallows, a chocolate bar…



Franco: Calogero, please hurry up…
Calogero: Tuna, a tub of pickled onions, a thick deep pan pizza…
Franco: Calogero now isn’t the time for indulgences… the feds have arrived.
Calogero: Well, never mind them. I’ll give you some cash and you go in there and get them!
Franco: Knowing their persistency, they probably know the number plate and everything. We must go!



Marcus: That’s them! Step on it!
Vincent: We must wait for Bryan to respond first. He doesn’t know whether it’s the correct Faunton.
Marcus: Oh, how many bloody Faunton’s do you see nowadays? Step on it!



Bryan: I’m going in for the kill!



Calogero: Take a right into the shopping mall so we can pick the indulgences up while being chased by the feds! Good idea, huh?
Franco: Shut up.



Calogero: Supermarket, there! We can pop into the arcade and have a game too!
Franco: Not now, not while I’m driving Calogero.



Vincent: We’ll wait here for when they come out of the shopping mall.
Marcus: Don’t count on them coming out this end, since it’s got more exits and entrances than a Rochesberrian whore.
Vincent: Aw, come on, that was bad.
Marcus: (Laughs) Kind of. Now, come on Bryan!



Bryan: Where are you bastards!?



Franco: It’s tight…
Calogero: Oh yeah? You could park a bus in the gap of the space you haven’t used up to our left!
Franco: Do you want to drive!?
Calogero: Um, no.
Franco: Then just shut the fuck up.



Calogero: They’re closing in!
Franco: No shit, genious.
Bryan: Come on Calogero, you may as well give yourself up!



Franco: Brace yourself!
Calogero: Watch out!
Marcus: Gah, reverse! Don’t lose ‘em!



Bryan: Come on little Andy! You can do it! The ditches are our enemies.





Marcus: Let Bryan through. He can handle this better.
Vincent: Alright, alright!
Marcus: Still, don’t lose them. I want to be the last person to make sure they’re both dead.



Franco: You need a faster car, Calogero! He’s taking us!
Calogero: Don’t let him stop you. Just ram him if he tries to block you.
Franco: Alright boss.



Bryan: Haha! Take that!



Franco: Oh no… oh dear oh dear!



Calogero: Stop! Avoid it!



Bryan: (Turns around) Woah! No! SHIT!





Calogero: May that be it all.



Rod: How on Alterra did that fucking happen?
Vincent: It was all Bryan’s fault! He didn’t see a parked car while he was distracted by overtaking Calogero.
Marcus: He made a grave error.
Rod: Perhaps we could have lost him.
Marcus: Step on it, let’s get to the hospital.



Vincent: Oh, the hospital.
Marcus: Too much has gone off here for me. This is the very hospital I’m in right now.
Rod: There’s no time for that now, Marcus.
Vincent: In 2011?
Marcus: Yes…
Vincent: I don’t care! Shut up!



(Handbrake turn)

Rod: The Mighty Mer still has it when she wants to.





Rod: Quick! To the top floor!
Vincent: Hurry Marcus!
Marcus: I’m hurrying!



Rod: Come on Bryan, pull through. We need you more than anyone at the moment to take down Calogero. Wake up! You may be burnt, you may be broken, but you are still the same person, you are still an undercover detective who’s taken down some of the most notorious criminals in Sengland… you are still gifted with that great skill of driving! Now come on! Wake up!



Vincent: It looks no good, gov.



Marcus: You helped me Bryan, and with that, you deserve a goodbye. It’s all said and done, it’s been real, and it’s been fun.