Theo Pryce Residence
Paradise Valley, Arizona



As the scene fades in we see Theo Pryce sitting on his couch in his boxers, a white t-shirt and slippers, watching the World Cup, specifically Spain vs. Chile. The lights are off and the blinds are shut, the only lighting in the room is coming from the television. The volume of the TV is relatively low though as the action progresses the voices of the announcers get louder and louder and then…


GOAL!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!


Theo jumps up from his seat and starts dancing around the room. Who knew the man had moves? After a few seconds of dancing Theo kneels down in the small space between the couch he was sitting on and the black glass coffee table in front of him, he presses his nose to the table and a second later the small white line of powder that was there is now gone. Theo snaps his head up and stares blankly at the television for what seems like hours but in reality are only a few moments.


DING DONG!!


“What the fuck? Don't they know the World Cup is on? I can't be bothered now.”


DING DONG!!


“Rosita get the God damn door.”


DING DONG!!

“Rosita!!!”

…………


DING DONG!!


“Mother fucker!! I can’t even buy good help these days.”


Theo stands up and walks out of the room, down the main hallway and towards the front door. He pauses for a second and then opens the door long enough to get a good look at the person standing on the opposite end of it and then promptly slams the door in that persons face.


“Mr. Pryce please open the door.” The voice says through the door.

“You got a lot of balls showing your fucking face here you fucking Judas.”

“Please open the door Mr. Pryce.”

“Why the fuck should I do anything you ask after you stabbed me in the back. After all I did for you.”

“Please sir.”


After a few moments of reflection Theo finally acquiesces and opens the door to reveal Jimmy Durance as the man behind the voice.


“Give me one good reason why I shouldn’t punch you right in the face?”

“I’m sorry Mr. Pryce, I had no choice.”

“Not good enough.”


Theo balls up his fist, raises his arm and pretends to strike but stops an inch short of Jimmy’s nose.


“Na, it’s not worth it. You were just following orders. Erica can be a scary cunt when she wants to be. I get it. But you are still a no good backstabbing .”

“I suppose I deserved that.”

“Every fucking word of it. Now tell me Jimmy, why is there a big moving van in my drive way? Because you aren’t moving in here that’s for God damn sure.”

“Ms. Rayner had the contents of your apartment in Pryce Towers loaded up on that truck and asked that I accompany it here for delivery.”

“I see. And did Erica in all her brilliance happen to tell you where the fuck all that stuff was supposed to go?”

“I presume here.”

“You presume here. Well I presume that you are a fucking idiot. I know that you have never been in my home before so this may come as a shock to you, but I don’t have a bunch of empty rooms where I can just unload all that shit. Take it back.”

“She said that you would say that and she told me to tell you that the items cannot be returned to Pryce Towers but that they can be delivered to a storage unit at your expense.”

“At my expense. What an amazing cunt that sister of mine is turning out to be.”

“What would you have me do with the items sir?”

“Stick them up your ass. That is your thing right? Sticking things up your ass?”

…………………

“Here’s what you are going to do Jimmy, you are going to get back in your car and escort all of this shit back to the office. Then you are going to march up to Erica’s office, which is probably my old office and you are going to tell her the following: That I am not under any circumstances going to take what is in that moving truck, she can either sell it, burn it or give it away to the homeless to try and earn some good PR points. Personally I don’t give a flying fuck what she does with it. Then you can tell her to grow a set of balls and the next time she wants to have something done she should do it herself. Can you do that for me Jimmy? Can you do me this one last favor?”

“I don't think I can do that sir.”

“Damn it Jimmy. You stabbed me in the back, you watched me get fired, even after I promoted you from being a god damn gopher to an Executive, even after all that you just stood there and did nothing, the very least you could do is what I just asked.”

“Sir, it’s not that I don’t want to do it, believe me, I do. It’s that I can’t do it.”

“What do you mean you can’t? Why can’t you?”

“Because Erica fired me.”

“She did what?”

“She fired me.”

“Wait, hold on a second, hold on a God damn second…”


Theo turns around, walks back into his home and into the living room, he kneels down and does two lines of coke and then walks back out to the main entrance where Jimmy is still standing.


“Let me get this right, Erica fired you but you still did what she told you to in escorting this truck here? Is that what you are telling me?”

“Yes.”

“Why the fuck would you do that? Why wouldn’t you tell Erica to go fuck herself and just walk out of the building?”

“I don’t know sir.”

“I do Jimmy. And deep down inside so do you. You have no balls. You are a fucking doormat. I was hoping that that part of you would cease to exist as you progressed through your Executive training but I guess I was being too optimistic. So why did she fire me?”

“She felt that I was too loyal to you.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes.”

“Even after you stood there while she fired me and said nothing, she still thinks you are too loyal to me?”

“That’s right.”

“Not only is she a cunt but she’s a stupid cunt. Have no fear Jimmy. Now that I am jobless I could use a new assistant. What do you say?”

“I don’t know sir. I really need to figure some things out with my life. I have a college degree from an Ivy League school. Not to be disrespectful but I feel like being a personal assistant to someone who doesn’t actually have a job might be a slap to the face.”


Theo reaches back and before Jimmy can even react Theo’s hand makes contact with the side of Jimmy’s face with such force that Jimmy’s head actually turns 90 degrees.


“That was a slap to the face. What I offered you was an opportunity. Let me ask you something Jimmy, you know me, probably better than anyone, do you think that this situation that I am in is the new status quo or just a bump in the road?”

“A bump in the road sir.”

“Exactly Jimmy. I don’t have to work ever again, you know that but I will. And do you know why that is Jimmy?”

“Is it because you like to work?”

“What? Fuck no. Working sucks. It’s a pain in the ass and a massive buzz kill. But I love the thrill of the chase. I love the idea of creating something from the ground up and turning it into something special. I like setting a goal and crushing it. So with that said, do you want to join me on this journey Jimmy? Or do you want to go and find yourself?”

“Can I have some time to think about it?”

“Sure. How does 24 hours work for you? I have things to do Jimmy, people to see and places to be. I don’t just have time to sit around in my boxers watching soccer and doing drugs. I have an empire to take back.”

“I understand sir.”

“I hope so Jimmy. This could be the first day of the rest of your life.”

“Thank you sir I appreciate it. I hate to ask this, but can I trouble you for a favor?”

“A favor? From me? I just offered you a job, moments after you got fired and a day after you stood there while I got fired and you have the balls to ask me for another favor, are you kidding me?”

“You’re rights sir. I apologize. Nevermind.”

“What is it Jimmy? What do you need?”

“Can I use your phone? I need to call a taxi to take me home.”

“A phone? Where the hell is the one you had?”

“It was a company phone. Erica had security take it from me when I she fired me.”

“What a bitch. Come on in Jimmy. Use my phone. You want some coke while you are waiting for the taxi?”

“No thank you sir.”

“Your loss.”


Theo ushers Jimmy inside and shuts the door behind them as the scene fades out.