You'll Never Take Me Alive
And You Can Sleep In A Coffin.
Jennifer looks at him, the shock of seeing the other shows clearly on both faces. Party Poison tries to get up.
Jennifer:Hushed. Don't get up.
Party Poison: Frowning. What happened?
Jennifer:There was a raid-
Party Poison: Where?
Jennifer: Getta way mile.
Party Poison: When?
Jennifer: Last night.
Party Poison: Where am I?
Jennifer: I don't think you wanna know.
Party Poison: The Industry?
She gives him a sympathetic smile.
Party Poison: What are they planning for me?
Jennifer: An Example...
Party Poison: What?!
Jennifer: You're notorious; they've captured the main prize. I'm sorry.
Party Poison: Panic is starting to take over. What are you doing here? We have to go-
Jennifer: I can't Gerard.
Party Poison: Why not?
Jennifer: They've given me a life-
Party Poison: You work here??!
Jennifer: I had no choice-!
Party Poison: Raising his voice. Of course you had a cho-
Jennifer: Shut up!
Party Poison: Where's Jet? Korba?
Jennifer: Not meeting his eyes. I'm sorry.
Party Poison: Desperately trying to hold onto his anger. They were murdered?
Jennifer: You can't call it that.
Party Poison: So what would you call it, Jenny?
Jennifer: You need to calm down.
Party Poison: I will not fucking calm down! My best friend...my brother! How many others?
Jennifer: I don't know. Quite a few. Gerard you need to calm-
Party Poison: Don't you dare call me that! And I will not fucking calm down!
Just then the drip linked into Party Poison's arm administrates another dose of "fly ones" and he's instantly relaxed. He looks at the drip, casually pointing at it.
Party Poison: What is that?
Jennifer: Sighing. Blues.
He looks at it like it's the first time he's ever seen, and, to him, the drip looks beautiful.
Party Poison: Oh.
He carries on looking at the drip.
Party Poison: You know...this feels weird. Like my mind is trying to scream at me, that what's happened is terrible...but another part is...I don't know...numb? Like, I almost feel...-
Jennifer: Drunk.
He looks up at her.
Party Poison: You're not drunk.
Jennifer: Going to his bedside. We need to get you out of here.
Party Poison: Why?
Jennifer: Gerard - they're going to make you an example-
Party Poison: Looking at the drip again. Maybe it's not so bad? I mean, I've just found out my brother is dead and I'm not even bothered. I mean, I know I should be - but, it's like doesn't matter. I mean, everyone has to die, right?
Jennifer: Yeah, but not everyone is murdered.
Party Poison looks like he's fighting himself mentally, he looks down at the arm with the drip that's closest to Jennifer.
Party Poison: I don't like needles.
Jennifer: I know.
Party Poison: Take it out?
Jennifer: I can't.
Party Poison: Please? I can't take any more of that.
Jennifer: I need your word first.
Party Poison: What?
Jennifer: You have to promise to take my fly ones.
Party Poison: I can't...
Jennifer: Gerard-!
Party Poison: Don't call me that-!
Jennifer: What am I supposed to call you then?!
Party Poison: Party Poison!
Jennifer: That is stupid!
Party Poison: I've not been called that for years...not since...-
Jennifer: Fine "Party Poison", right now you're on Pure Blue , if you stop taking it there will be side effects.
Party Poison: I'll take my chances.
Jennifer: You'll be off them in three days I promise. If you don't come off them slowly you'll fall into a manic depression, it's not a good place to be.
Party Poison: You have done this before.
Jennifer: We haven't got time for this. Please?
He stares at her for a few moments.
Party Poison: You have my word, Bonnie Blue.
Twenty minutes later Jennifer is checking the coast is clear for the pair to make their escape. She walks down the corridor one way for a few feet and then back the other way until she reaches the elevator. As she predicted, standing all in white, ray gun strapped across his chest is the on duty guard. He sees Jennifer and stands to attention.
Jennifer: Oh, I am sorry to bother you, I'm looking after the prisoner-
Guard: I know Miss Darcy.
Jennifer: It's just, well, I really need to pee - and there is a really big spider in there...do you mind getting it for me?
Guard: I'm not allowed to leave my post miss.
Jennifer: Oh please, I've been holding it for over an hour, I think I'm about to burst.
Guard: Just try to ignore the spider miss.
Jennifer: I can't, it's really big.
Guard: I can't leave-
Jennifer: I'm sure that nothing is going to happen. I mean, who is down here anyway?
Guard: Just me, you and the prisoner-
Jennifer: Exactly! One of whom is in a coma, which he's unlikely to wake from and the other two will be in the bathroom. Please?
The guard looks torn between doing his job and helping Jennifer.
Guard: After a few seconds. Okay, but quickly.
Jennifer: Oh thank you!
The two rush down the hallway, round the corner and go into the female restroom.
Guard: I can’t see it.
Jennifer: Pointing. It’s in the cubicle.
The guard goes in.
Guard: I think it’s gone-
Jennifer: Behind him. Are you sure? I think it went behind the pan…?
He looks back at her, clearly not impressed – she simply gives him a pleading smile. The guard turns back around and gets on the floor looking behind the toilet.
Before he has a chance to even look, Jennifer kicks him down, grabs his hair and hits his head against the toilet, not hard enough for any lasting damage, just enough to knock him out for a few hours and give him a serious headache in the morning.
Jennifer: Taking his ray gun. I am so, so sorry. I’ll make sure you don’t get the blame for any of this!
Jennifer runs back to Party Poison’s hospital prison, she opens the door to find him standing on the bed, writing, “You’ll never take me alive!” on the wall with a marker pen.
Jennifer: What on Earth!?
Party Poison: What?
Jennifer: What are you doing?!
Party Poison: Making a point-
Jennifer: Where did you get the marker?
Party Poison: The Nurse’s office-
Jennifer: I told you to wait here-
Party Poison: Getting off the bed. It was fine. No one saw me. Come on tuts – we need to split!
With a spring in his step, he kisses Jennifer on her cheek and bounces out the door. Jennifer folds her arms, rolls her eyes and follows him out the room.
Jennifer: Oi dickhead – wrong way – we need to go to the parking lot, that’s the way to the Nurse’s office.
Party Poison stops dead in his tracks, retraces his steps, backwards towards Jennifer. When he gets to her, turns 180 and springs off once again.
Party Poison: Sorry, I don’t know my way around here, I’m not a slave- I mean, employee.
He gives her a smirk over his shoulder and she flips him off with a smile.
Party Poison: Faking a gasp. I do believe that kind of hand gesture is offensive and ergo illegal.
Jennifer catches up to him and over takes.
Jennifer: Fake laugh. Ha-fucking-ha-ha – bite me!
They reach the elevator together.
Jennifer: And you would have been their new spokesman if I hadn’t saved your bacon-
Party Poison: Until I’m back home you haven’t saved my belly at all.
The pair get in the elevator and head 22 flights up to the roof parking lot. Once up there only a handful of cars remain. Jennifer heads the way to the open exit barrier.
Party Poison: Oh tell me you’ve got a car?
Jennifer: Well yes!
Party Poison: Then why we walking to the barrier?
Jennifer: I park close to the exit so I can leave ‘Big Brother’ faster.
Party Poison: Big Brother?
Jennifer: They watch everyone – it’s worse in there. Everything that’s just happened has been filmed-
Party Poison: What are you doing to do?
They reach Jennifer’s little city run around and get in.
Jennifer: Starting the engine and spinning out the parking lot. Say I was kidnapped!
She presses the CD function in her car, which loads and plays “Sing”.
Party Poison: You still listen to this shit?
Jennifer: I happen to like it.
Party Poison: Any idea where you’re going?
Jennifer: Yup, Snippets Street!
Party Poison: You do not know how to get to Snippets-
Jennifer: You need to take a Blue and get some sleep.
Party Poison: I’m not taking anymore-
Jennifer slams her breaks on and screeches to a stop in the middle of the highway.
Jennifer: Say what now?
Party Poison: I’m not.
Jennifer: Fine.
She starts to turn the car around.
Party Poison: What are you doing?
Jennifer: Taking you back.
Party Poison: Okay, okay, I’ll take it.
With a smirk on her face she does a 360 and speeds off in the direction of Snippets Street. Within minutes Party Poison is asleep and “Bonnie Blue” is back where she once never thought she’d leave.
Jennifer:Hushed. Don't get up.
Party Poison: Frowning. What happened?
Jennifer:There was a raid-
Party Poison: Where?
Jennifer: Getta way mile.
Party Poison: When?
Jennifer: Last night.
Party Poison: Where am I?
Jennifer: I don't think you wanna know.
Party Poison: The Industry?
She gives him a sympathetic smile.
Party Poison: What are they planning for me?
Jennifer: An Example...
Party Poison: What?!
Jennifer: You're notorious; they've captured the main prize. I'm sorry.
Party Poison: Panic is starting to take over. What are you doing here? We have to go-
Jennifer: I can't Gerard.
Party Poison: Why not?
Jennifer: They've given me a life-
Party Poison: You work here??!
Jennifer: I had no choice-!
Party Poison: Raising his voice. Of course you had a cho-
Jennifer: Shut up!
Party Poison: Where's Jet? Korba?
Jennifer: Not meeting his eyes. I'm sorry.
Party Poison: Desperately trying to hold onto his anger. They were murdered?
Jennifer: You can't call it that.
Party Poison: So what would you call it, Jenny?
Jennifer: You need to calm down.
Party Poison: I will not fucking calm down! My best friend...my brother! How many others?
Jennifer: I don't know. Quite a few. Gerard you need to calm-
Party Poison: Don't you dare call me that! And I will not fucking calm down!
Just then the drip linked into Party Poison's arm administrates another dose of "fly ones" and he's instantly relaxed. He looks at the drip, casually pointing at it.
Party Poison: What is that?
Jennifer: Sighing. Blues.
He looks at it like it's the first time he's ever seen, and, to him, the drip looks beautiful.
Party Poison: Oh.
He carries on looking at the drip.
Party Poison: You know...this feels weird. Like my mind is trying to scream at me, that what's happened is terrible...but another part is...I don't know...numb? Like, I almost feel...-
Jennifer: Drunk.
He looks up at her.
Party Poison: You're not drunk.
Jennifer: Going to his bedside. We need to get you out of here.
Party Poison: Why?
Jennifer: Gerard - they're going to make you an example-
Party Poison: Looking at the drip again. Maybe it's not so bad? I mean, I've just found out my brother is dead and I'm not even bothered. I mean, I know I should be - but, it's like doesn't matter. I mean, everyone has to die, right?
Jennifer: Yeah, but not everyone is murdered.
Party Poison looks like he's fighting himself mentally, he looks down at the arm with the drip that's closest to Jennifer.
Party Poison: I don't like needles.
Jennifer: I know.
Party Poison: Take it out?
Jennifer: I can't.
Party Poison: Please? I can't take any more of that.
Jennifer: I need your word first.
Party Poison: What?
Jennifer: You have to promise to take my fly ones.
Party Poison: I can't...
Jennifer: Gerard-!
Party Poison: Don't call me that-!
Jennifer: What am I supposed to call you then?!
Party Poison: Party Poison!
Jennifer: That is stupid!
Party Poison: I've not been called that for years...not since...-
Jennifer: Fine "Party Poison", right now you're on Pure Blue , if you stop taking it there will be side effects.
Party Poison: I'll take my chances.
Jennifer: You'll be off them in three days I promise. If you don't come off them slowly you'll fall into a manic depression, it's not a good place to be.
Party Poison: You have done this before.
Jennifer: We haven't got time for this. Please?
He stares at her for a few moments.
Party Poison: You have my word, Bonnie Blue.
Twenty minutes later Jennifer is checking the coast is clear for the pair to make their escape. She walks down the corridor one way for a few feet and then back the other way until she reaches the elevator. As she predicted, standing all in white, ray gun strapped across his chest is the on duty guard. He sees Jennifer and stands to attention.
Jennifer: Oh, I am sorry to bother you, I'm looking after the prisoner-
Guard: I know Miss Darcy.
Jennifer: It's just, well, I really need to pee - and there is a really big spider in there...do you mind getting it for me?
Guard: I'm not allowed to leave my post miss.
Jennifer: Oh please, I've been holding it for over an hour, I think I'm about to burst.
Guard: Just try to ignore the spider miss.
Jennifer: I can't, it's really big.
Guard: I can't leave-
Jennifer: I'm sure that nothing is going to happen. I mean, who is down here anyway?
Guard: Just me, you and the prisoner-
Jennifer: Exactly! One of whom is in a coma, which he's unlikely to wake from and the other two will be in the bathroom. Please?
The guard looks torn between doing his job and helping Jennifer.
Guard: After a few seconds. Okay, but quickly.
Jennifer: Oh thank you!
The two rush down the hallway, round the corner and go into the female restroom.
Guard: I can’t see it.
Jennifer: Pointing. It’s in the cubicle.
The guard goes in.
Guard: I think it’s gone-
Jennifer: Behind him. Are you sure? I think it went behind the pan…?
He looks back at her, clearly not impressed – she simply gives him a pleading smile. The guard turns back around and gets on the floor looking behind the toilet.
Before he has a chance to even look, Jennifer kicks him down, grabs his hair and hits his head against the toilet, not hard enough for any lasting damage, just enough to knock him out for a few hours and give him a serious headache in the morning.
Jennifer: Taking his ray gun. I am so, so sorry. I’ll make sure you don’t get the blame for any of this!
Jennifer runs back to Party Poison’s hospital prison, she opens the door to find him standing on the bed, writing, “You’ll never take me alive!” on the wall with a marker pen.
Jennifer: What on Earth!?
Party Poison: What?
Jennifer: What are you doing?!
Party Poison: Making a point-
Jennifer: Where did you get the marker?
Party Poison: The Nurse’s office-
Jennifer: I told you to wait here-
Party Poison: Getting off the bed. It was fine. No one saw me. Come on tuts – we need to split!
With a spring in his step, he kisses Jennifer on her cheek and bounces out the door. Jennifer folds her arms, rolls her eyes and follows him out the room.
Jennifer: Oi dickhead – wrong way – we need to go to the parking lot, that’s the way to the Nurse’s office.
Party Poison stops dead in his tracks, retraces his steps, backwards towards Jennifer. When he gets to her, turns 180 and springs off once again.
Party Poison: Sorry, I don’t know my way around here, I’m not a slave- I mean, employee.
He gives her a smirk over his shoulder and she flips him off with a smile.
Party Poison: Faking a gasp. I do believe that kind of hand gesture is offensive and ergo illegal.
Jennifer catches up to him and over takes.
Jennifer: Fake laugh. Ha-fucking-ha-ha – bite me!
They reach the elevator together.
Jennifer: And you would have been their new spokesman if I hadn’t saved your bacon-
Party Poison: Until I’m back home you haven’t saved my belly at all.
The pair get in the elevator and head 22 flights up to the roof parking lot. Once up there only a handful of cars remain. Jennifer heads the way to the open exit barrier.
Party Poison: Oh tell me you’ve got a car?
Jennifer: Well yes!
Party Poison: Then why we walking to the barrier?
Jennifer: I park close to the exit so I can leave ‘Big Brother’ faster.
Party Poison: Big Brother?
Jennifer: They watch everyone – it’s worse in there. Everything that’s just happened has been filmed-
Party Poison: What are you doing to do?
They reach Jennifer’s little city run around and get in.
Jennifer: Starting the engine and spinning out the parking lot. Say I was kidnapped!
She presses the CD function in her car, which loads and plays “Sing”.
Party Poison: You still listen to this shit?
Jennifer: I happen to like it.
Party Poison: Any idea where you’re going?
Jennifer: Yup, Snippets Street!
Party Poison: You do not know how to get to Snippets-
Jennifer: You need to take a Blue and get some sleep.
Party Poison: I’m not taking anymore-
Jennifer slams her breaks on and screeches to a stop in the middle of the highway.
Jennifer: Say what now?
Party Poison: I’m not.
Jennifer: Fine.
She starts to turn the car around.
Party Poison: What are you doing?
Jennifer: Taking you back.
Party Poison: Okay, okay, I’ll take it.
With a smirk on her face she does a 360 and speeds off in the direction of Snippets Street. Within minutes Party Poison is asleep and “Bonnie Blue” is back where she once never thought she’d leave.
The layout for chapt. 4 is awful. Im sorry...every time I go to edit my laptop just crashes...I will try again, thank you for reading though (if you manage it)
9/14/15