Episode 1.12 "Another Day in Paradise" Written by Mark Souza

Mraz Inc.
"Another Day in Paradise"
Written by
Mark Souza

TEASER

FADE IN:

INT KRYSTAL'S BATHROOM - MORNING

The sound of a shower can be heard running. The room is full of steam. After a moment, the shower stops. The shower curtain is pulled back part of the way and KRYSTAL steps out. Only her silhouette can be seen through the steam.

She walks over to her bathroom mirror and uses her hand to wipe a small section of it clean. Her face can be seen in the mirror. She is smiling. She looks down at her body.

ANGLE ON: Krystal's midsection. It is a patchwork of old bruises. They vary in shade from deep purple to green. There are also three scars, markers of where she was stitched up to recover from her bullet wounds. Her fingers gently examine the scars.

Slowly, another set of hands enter the frame and tenderly take her hands.

ANGLE ON: The mirror. In the reflection, MARK's face has appeared. He kisses Krystal's neck. She smiles and leans her head back, resting it on his body.

MARK
Stop obsessing.

KRYSTAL
They're grotesque.

MARK
They are not. They're beautiful.

KRYSTAL
Oh really? How's that?

MARK
They're a part of you. How could they not be?

Krystal turns around and looks at Mark.

KRYSTAL
Oh shut up. You're not nearly smooth enough to pull off a line like that.

She grabs a towel off the rack and wraps it around her body. She exits the bathroom. Mark follows, wrapping a towel around himself as well. He catches up with her and grabs her hand, she turns to look at him.

MARK
Okay, maybe that was a little much. Still though, you have to stop obsessing. Just think of the scars as a reminder.

KRYSTAL
Of what?

MARK
Umm...a reminder to...always look behind you for a deranged psychopath with an assault rifle?

KRYSTAL
You're pathetic. It's no wonder you've been single for so long.

She turns away from him. He continues to hold her hand.

MARK
Oh c'mon. Don't be mad.

She turns back and quickly kisses him.

KRYSTAL
I'm just teasing. Working with you, that actually might be a good reminder to have.

She smiles and kisses him again.

KRYSTAL (CONT'D)
I like you.

She kisses him, a little more passionately this time, and pulls him close. After a moment, Mark breaks the kiss and gently pushes her away.

MARK
And I like you too, but I have to get ready for work.

KRYSTAL
Right. Work. This week flew by. Thanks again for taking it off so you could spend it with me while I recuperate.

MARK
What are you talking about? I took a beach vacation this week. I've been down in Miami checking out all the hot young co-eds.

KRYSTAL
Oh really? Find any you like?

MARK
Well I've grown quite fond of one in particular.

He pulls Krystal close.

KRYSTAL
Oh yeah? What's her name?

They're very close now, almost kissing.

MARK
(nearly whispering)
Jennifer.

Krystal pulls back, an expression of faux shock on her face. Mark laughs.

KRYSTAL
You're a jerk.

Krystal walks past him, into her bedroom. He follows.

MARK
I'm sorry. I couldn't resist.

Krystal turns and stares at him.

KRYSTAL
You're just going to have to make it up to me.

MARK
Okay. How?

Krystal drops her towel. She smiles.

KRYSTAL
I think you're going to have to show up late for work.

SMASH CUT TO:

MAIN TITLES.

END OF TEASER

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ACT ONE

INT MRAZ INC. - MORNING

MRAZ is sitting in his office. Across from him sits a bookish young man (GREG). Greg holds a bunch of files and is adjusting his glasses. Mraz looks bored.

GREG
So, as you can see, I have more than enough qualification to take over this job. Well, that is if you think a Masters in business from Columbia counts as a qualification, which, as someone who went there, I have to say maybe it just barely scrapes by.

Greg laughs awkwardly. Mraz is stoic. Greg notices Mraz's lack of enthusiasm and is flustered. He clears his throat and goes on:

GREG (CONT'D)
Well anyway...to prove myself a bit to you I decided to take some initiative on my own. I hope you don't mind.

MRAZ
Why would I mind?

GREG
Well, umm, I mean, you shouldn't, but best to always be careful. Anyway, I analyzed some of your public financial records.

MRAZ
Did you?

GREG
Yes, and I have to say I can make your business much more profitable without any major changes to the way things are done.

MRAZ
And how is that?

Greg fishes through some files. He hands one over to Mraz.

GREG
Well as you can see I have circled the pertinent information on this sheet. Now unless you're housing a small army in this building these overhead costs are through the roof. And, I mean, you're not housing a small army are you?

Greg laughs. Mraz stares at him. Greg's smile fades. Mraz just keeps staring.

MRAZ
I'm going to need those files you're holding.

CUT TO:

INT MRAZ INC - MOMENTS LATER

Greg scurries out of Mraz's office. KEATING looks up at him as he goes, but he avoids eye contact. She looks back to Mraz's door. Mraz stands. He holds all of Greg's files.

KEATING
What did you do?

MRAZ
Nothing. He wasn't right for the job.

KEATING
That's what you've said about everyone so far. We eventually have to replace Andy as head financial officer. These are the best of the best Mike.

MRAZ
I'm sure. Which is why they all notice that our overhead is a little higher than the average import/export business. Are there any more interviews for today?

KEATING
Two. One in half an hour. Another scheduled for 11. At one you're supposed to meet Corey at the airport.

MRAZ
Corey?

KEATING
Yes, your friend Ms. Haydu is coming in for two weeks. I put the reminder on your computer.

MRAZ
Ah, that reminds me. I think I have a computer virus.

Keating shakes her head in disbelief.

KEATING
I'll get Ducky to take a look at it.

MRAZ
Thanks. Love you.

KEATING
I don't get paid enough for this.

MRAZ
I'll ask the next interviewee if he can find a way to fix that.

KEATING
Ha ha.

Mraz winks at Keating and heads back into his office. Keating turns her attention to her desk. As she does, the elevator doors open and Mark walks out.

MARK
Good morning gorgeous.

KEATING
You. You know you took a week off, right? Not a week and an hour. The least you could do is show up on time on your first day back.

MARK
Oh, it's good to see you too. I missed you. Did you miss me?

Mark has gone over and grabbed a coffee pot sitting on a counter by the wall. It is empty.

MARK (CONT'D)
No coffee?

KEATING
The machine broke. Mraz and I buy our coffee every morning, which means the only people affected are tactical. If you guys want more coffee, buy a new coffee maker. And while you're at it you could brew it for yourself for a change.

MARK
Alright then, big man in?

KEATING
He's in his office.

Mark walks over to Mraz's office and knocks on his door.

MRAZ (O.S.)
Come in!

Mark enters the office. Mraz looks up at him. Mark goes over and sits across from
Mraz.

MRAZ (CONT'D)
You're late.

MARK
Yeah, what else is new?

MRAZ
How was your vacation?

MARK
Relaxing. I wholeheartedly suggest Miami. Lovely beaches. Lovely women. Lovely not getting shot at. The whole thing was great.

MRAZ
Glad to hear it.

Mraz shoves over a bunch of papers to Mark.

MARK
What're these?

MRAZ
Resumes. We need to hire a new Chief Financial Officer.

Mark raises his hands in mock surrender.

MARK
That is so incredibly not my department.

MRAZ
Your input could be useful.

MARK
I doubt that.
(getting up)
Well nice catching up with you. I should really go check on Eddie and Moumin.

MRAZ
Mark, this is important! We need someone to take care of finances!

MARK
(backing out of the office)
Make Taylor do it. He likes paperwork. Just give him a raise and tell him to take care of it.

MRAZ
We can't afford to give him a raise.

MARK
As new Chief Financial Officer I'm sure he'd find a way to free up some funds to pay himself.

Mark has almost backed completely out of the room by now.

MRAZ
Mark that's not a solution!

MARK
What's that? Yeah, of course I'll say hello to Eddie and Moumin for you. Later.

MRAZ
Mark!

But Mark is gone. Mraz sits alone for a minute. Finally, he pushes a button on his intercom.

MRAZ (CONT'D)
Keating, just a heads up. I may need to schedule a meeting with Taylor in the coming weeks.

CUT TO:

INT MRAZ INC. TAC ROOM - LATER

Mark enters the tac room. MOUMIN and EDDIE are tossing a tennis ball back and forth. Upon noticing Mark, Eddie snatches the ball out of the air and whips it back at Moumin, hitting him in the head.

MOUMIN
What the hell?!

EDDIE
See, and that is how you can turn a grenade attack back on your enemy. Oh, hey, Mark! You're back!

Mark laughs.

MARK
Nice try. Don't worry about it. I knew when I took the week off that meant all of tactical would have the week off.

EDDIE
Glad to hear it, because I had no idea how I was going to cover for telling the rest of tactical they could have time off until further notice.

MOUMIN
You weren't just going to throw a bowling ball at me and hope Mark was distracted by my pain?

EDDIE
(ignoring Moumin)
So, how was Miami?

MARK
Nice. The weather was great and it was nice to get away-

EDDIE
Yeah, yeah. Did you get laid?

MARK
Seriously? You just jump straight to that?

EDDIE
Did you think I'd really care about the weather?

MOUMIN
He has a point.

MARK
Indeed. Well to answer your question, mind your own business. Also, yeah I might have gotten laid.

EDDIE
Nice! That's our head of tactical.

Eddie puts up his hand for a high five. Mark looks at it but ignores it. After an awkward moment Eddie just slaps his hand with his other hand.

EDDIE (CONT'D)
All right. Good catching up. Moumin and I will be back later.

Eddie stands up to leave.

MARK
Where are you going?

EDDIE
Buy some coffee. You need to talk to Keating. She's being totally unreasonable about the coffee machine.

MARK
I'm already on it.

Eddie and Moumin start to exit.

MARK (CONT'D)
Moumin, can I talk to you for a sec?

Moumin stops and turns back.

EDDIE
I'll meet you downstairs.

Eddie exits the room. As he does, Moumin whips the tennis ball at him. As it sails out of the room:

EDDIE (O.S.) (CONT'D)
Ow! Son of a bitch!

Moumin laughs and turns back to Mark.

MOUMIN
What's up?

MARK
I was wondering if you could do me a favor. I need someone tracked down. His name is CL Weatherstone. I just need a location on him.

MOUMIN
No prob. Should I take Eddie with me?

MARK
Nah, this is strictly a locate and report back job. I don't need you to engage. I figure if you find him fast you can take the rest of the day to yourself.

MOUMIN
Sounds good. I'm on it.

MARK
Thanks. I'll talk to you soon.

Moumin exits.

CUT TO:

INT MRAZ INC. MRAZ'S OFFICE - MORNING

Mraz is standing next to DUCKY. Ducky is looking through Mraz's computer.

DUCKY
Okay, so I'm not judging or anything, but if you're going to be looking at porn on this thing you've got to let me know so I can put on the necessary phishing and spyware protections.

MRAZ
What? Porn? What are you talking about?

DUCKY
Like I said, it's none of my business, but if you look at your browser history, I mean, have you considered you might have a problem Mike? There are support groups.

Mraz turns bright red.

MRAZ
Let me see that!

Mraz looks at the computer monitor. His face contorts with rage.

MRAZ (CONT'D)
(reading)
"Big Black Dicks." "My Hot Granny." "Two Girls and a Cup!"
(looking away from the monitor)
I am going to kill Eddie and Moumin!

Laughter is heard coming from Mraz's doorway. Mraz looks up.

ANGLE ON: Krystal. She stands in Mraz's doorway laughing.

KRYSTAL
I guess things haven't changed much in the month I've been gone.

ANGLE ON: Mraz. He looks at Krystal and smiles.

FADE TO BLACK.

END OF ACT ONE

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ACT TWO

EXT COFFEE SHOP - MORNING

Eddie and Moumin come out of the coffee shop holding two cups of coffee. Eddie starts to walk down the street but Moumin doesn't follow. Eddie turns to him.

EDDIE
You coming back to work or you just going to stand here all day?

MOUMIN
Actually Mark asked me to track down someone for him. I'm hoping to find the guy fast and take most of the day off.

EDDIE
Want some help? I could run a search, if we can find the guy's cell number we can get Ducky to give us GPS coordinates on him.

MOUMIN
Nah, I don't think that'll be necessary. I've heard of the guy, know the circles he runs with. I figure I'll do this the old fashioned way.

EDDIE
Cracking open some heads then. I like it, I'm in.

MOUMIN
I actually meant asking calm questions, and maybe bribing some people.

EDDIE
Ah I see.
(pause)
Sounds boring. I'm out.

MOUMIN
I figured.

EDDIE
Alright, well if you finish up early give me a call, maybe we can meet up.

MOUMIN
Meet up? You'll still be at work.

EDDIE
Like hell I will. If you get to take a half day you better believe I do too. In fact, I think I've already put in a good hour of work, I deserve the rest of the day to myself.

MOUMIN
We tossed around a tennis ball for the past hour.

EDDIE
I know. It was exhausting. Anyway, good luck with your whole talking to people thing, like I said give me a call if you finish early. Peace.

Eddie walks off, in a different direction than he was originally intending. Moumin just shakes his head. He takes a sip from his coffee, then pulls out this cell phone and starts looking through it.

CUT TO:

INT MRAZ INC. - SAME TIME

Mraz is leaning on the front of his desk. Krystal is sitting in a chair in front of him. Ducky is still working on Mraz's computer.

MRAZ
So, how are you feeling?

KRYSTAL
Like someone who got shot a month ago. Better though. A lot better.

MRAZ
Well I'm glad to hear that. Everything healing okay?

KRYSTAL
Everything is perfect. I had a good doctor.
(small pause)
And a good nurse from what I hear.

MRAZ
You had a terrified CEO for a nurse, so I'm not sure good is the proper term, but I did what I had to.

KRYSTAL
And I'm extremely grateful.

MRAZ
So, can I see the scar?

DUCKY
(under his breath)
Awkward.

Krystal looks at Mraz, somewhat confused.

KRYSTAL
Umm, I mean, I'd have to take my shirt off to show you.

Ducky bumps his head on the desk.

DUCKY
Umm, hey, you know I think I need to get a, umm, chip. For computers. A computer chip. I'll just go grab that now. The chip. For your computer. Right.

Ducky exits the room. Mraz and Krystal look at each other.

MRAZ
Sorry. That was silly of me to ask.

KRYSTAL
No, I mean, you saved my life. If you want to see the scar, I'll show you, I just thought it might be awkward.

MRAZ
Of course. I don't need to see the scars. It was childish to even ask. Anyway, what brings you to the office today?

KRYSTAL
I want to get back to work.

MRAZ
So soon? Is that really a good idea?

KRYSTAL
I'm going crazy doing nothing all day. I'm not saying I'm ready to take on a full workload. I just need to get back around people. I need to be doing something.

MRAZ
Right, yeah, I can understand that. Okay, well let's set it up with Keating. I don't want you pushing yourself though. Maybe a just a few days a week to start, and if you ever feel weak or like you're pushing yourself too far, I want you to let me know immediately. All right?

Krystal walks over and kisses Mraz on the cheek.

KRYSTAL
Thank you Mike. I appreciate it.

MRAZ
Of course. It'll be good to have you back. We've missed you around here.

KRYSTAL
And I've missed you guys. Actually while I'm here, I thought I might go say hi to some people.

MRAZ
Of course. I'll talk to Keating and get you set up to start work tomorrow.

KRYSTAL
Great. Okay, I'll stop by before I leave and say goodbye.

MRAZ
Please do. But I might be out of the office picking up a friend from the airport, so if I miss you, let me just say it's really great to see you.

KRYSTAL
You too.

Krystal exits. Mraz smiles as he watches her leave.

CUT TO:

EXT A GARAGE - LATER

A mechanic (Pete) is lying on his back, working on the underside of a car being held up by a jack. Moumin enters and spots PETE under the car. He walks over to the car and lightly hits the hood. Pete scoots out from under the car.

PETE
What the hell!

As he gets out from under the car, he sees Moumin. His expression changes.

PETE (CONT'D)
Oh Jesus Christ. What do you want?

MOUMIN
Good to see you again Pete.

PETE
Yeah, yeah. Just get it over with. What do you need to know?

MOUMIN
CL Weatherstone.

PETE
What about him?

MOUMIN
Where is he?

PETE
Why do you want to know?

MOUMIN
Now Pete, is that really a question you need to ask? Here I thought we were just two old friends chatting and you go and ask a silly question like that.

PETE
Alright, look, I know where he was. He came in here to get his car fixed up. I can get you the address his credit card was listed under. It could have been a fake though.

MOUMIN
I'll take my chances.

PETE
Fine. Follow me.

Pete walks off. Moumin follows.

CUT TO:

INT MRAZ INC. - LATER

Mark is in his office. The coffee machine is set up on his desk. He is behind it. The back panel of the coffee maker had been pried off. Mark is looking quizzically at the back of the coffee machine. He reaches out to move something. As he moves it, a spark comes out of the machine and Mark jerks his arm back.

MARK
Ow! Son of a bitch!

KRYSTAL (O.S.)
So I'm guessing I shouldn't ask you to look at the wiring for my DVD player to see if you can fix it huh?

Mark looks up and smiles.

MARK
What are you doing here?

KRYSTAL
Setting up a timetable to return to work.

MARK
Wow, so soon?

KRYSTAL
What can I say? I guess this week I just got used to being around you all the time and I decided I wanted to keep that up.

She walks up and kisses Mark. He gently pushes her away.

MARK
Not at the office.

KRYSTAL
Right. I forgot, we have to be secretive. Why is it you're ashamed to tell people about me again?

MARK
That's not it and you know it. Look, we both know Mraz thinks of you as more than just a valued employee. I want to tell people, and eventually we will, but I think we have to grease the wheels with Mike first. I don't want to just drop this on him and hope he reacts maturely.

KRYSTAL
He asked me to take my shirt off earlier.

MARK
What?!

KRYSTAL
(chuckling)
Don't worry, it was innocent. He wanted to see my scar.

MARK
He wanted to see your scar? What is he, like five years old?

KRYSTAL
Hey, you wanted to see my scar.

MARK
I wanted to see you with your shirt off. The scar was not the main attraction in that scenario.

KRYSTAL
Really? Well I guess that makes sense then.

Krystal stands and walks over to the window in Mark's office that looks out at the rest of the floor.

KRYSTAL (CONT'D)
Can I ask you something?

MARK
Of course.

She closes the blinds on the window and walks over to the next.

KRYSTAL
Have you ever thought about having sex in this office?

She closes the blinds on the second window and heads to the third and final window.

MARK
You're joking.

She closes the blinds on the third window.

KRYSTAL
Am I?

She unbuttons her blouse revealing lingerie underneath. Mark stands and starts walking toward her.

MARK
You know you might actually be the perfect woman.

KRYSTAL
I really might, huh?

Mark gets to her and pulls her close.

MARK
Yeah, you really might.

KRYSTAL
Glad you think so.

They kiss. As they do, Mark reaches over and locks his office door.

CUT TO:

INT APARTMENT - LATER

ANGLE ON: The door to the apartment. We are inside the apartment, looking at the locked door. Someone fiddling with the lock can be heard. After a moment, the deadbolt releases.

The doorknob slowly turns and the door opens a tiny bit. The first thing that enters is just a gun, holding the gun in front of himself is Moumin. He enters the apartment slowly and sweeps the room. Halfway through the sweep, he stops and lowers his gun. He walks further into the room, looking at something the whole time.

MOUMIN
(to himself)
Well, there goes my half day.

ANGLE ON: The center of the room. Where Moumin is looking lies the body of CL. He has been shot in the head.

FADE TO BLACK.

END OF ACT TWO

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ACT THREE

INT CL'S APARTMENT - MOMENTS LATER

Moumin is examining CL's body. He is careful not to touch anything in the room. He looks around the body for a few seconds before stopping. He squats down to get a closer look at something on the floor.

ANGLE ON: A small spot of blood on the floor. It is away from the body and seems out of place in the room. Moumin looks down the floor a bit and sees another small blood spot a couple of inches away. They form a trail leading to a closed door.

Moumin unholsters his gun and walks toward the door.

CUT TO:

EXT AIRPORT - SAME TIME

Mraz stands outside an arrivals gate. He is mindlessly playing with his blackberry. He seems bored.

Passengers keep filing out of the gate, but none of them show any signs of knowing Mraz. A short, blond girl (Corey) then emerges, wheeling a small suitcase behind her.

Mraz looks up and notices COREY HAYDU. She gives a small smile. Mraz returns the smile and walks toward her.

CUT TO:

INT A BAR - SAME TIME

ANGLE ON: A pool table. The balls are set up in the typical triangle formation for a game of eightball. Almost immediately, the cue ball smacks into the balls, breaking them up.

Eddie walks around the table and assesses his break. Near him is ZAC, the bartender, he also holds a pool cue.

ZAC
So why aren't you at work again?

EDDIE
Took a personal day.

ZAC
But you were at work earlier?

EDDIE
Yeah.

ZAC
So you just left in the middle of your shift?

Eddie bends over the table and lines up his shot.

EDDIE
Mmm hmm.

ZAC
And you're allowed to do that?

EDDIE
Looks like it.

ZAC
I don't know that sounds serious.

EDDIE
I know what you're doing. You're trying to take my focus off my shot. Well, word of advice Zac, stop trying. It isn't working.

Eddie strikes his shot, easily sinking it. He stands and looks over the pool table, satisfied. He turns to Zac.

EDDIE (CONT'D)
Twenty bucks on this game right?

Zac smiles ruefully. The music in the bar changes songs and "Maps" by the Yeah Yeah Yeahs comes over the speakers. Eddie is lining up his next shot, but Zac notices the song.

ZAC
Awesome! I love this song!

EDDIE
Do you often praise your own music selections?

ZAC
What? Oh, no I didn't put this on. I just did Pandora so I had no idea what was going to play.

EDDIE
Well enjoy your song while I kick your ass then.

Eddie is about to hit his next shot when Zac starts singing along with the song.

Eddie pauses and looks up, unbelievingly, at Zac.

ANGLE ON: Zac. He is singing along with the song and playing air guitar.
Eddie walks up to Zac, looking at him like he's insane.

EDDIE (CONT'D)
Oh you have got to be kidding.

ZAC
(interrupting his singing)
What? It's an awesome song.

Zac sings again. Eddie shakes his head.

CUT TO:

INT CL'S APARTMENT - SAME TIME

Moumin has reached the door. He slowly opens it with his foot, keeping his gun trained on the opening as it grows wider.

When the door is three quarters of the way open, Moumin takes a tentative step into the room. As his foot hits the floor, someone rams into the door from the other side, sending it hurtling into Moumin, knocking him back out of the room.

As Moumin falls out of the room, the door slams shut. Moumin gathers himself quickly and stands, preparing for a fight.

He proceeds back toward the door, but as he walks toward it, very faintly, the cocking of a shotgun can be heard. Moumin's eyes widen and he dives out of the way of the doorframe as it splinters at the blast from the shotgun.

Moumin darts across the room, jumping over CL's couch to find some cover on the other side. He shoots off two shots in the direction of the door.

Silence.

Another blast.

MOUMIN
Hey! I'm not the police alright! I don't care if you killed this guy! Just stop shooting that damn shotgun at me!

Another blast.

MAN (O.S.)
He never was a good listener.

ANGLE ON: The bathroom doorway. A SECOND MAN stands in the doorway. He holds a gun at his side. He has an unobstructed view of Moumin.

MOUMIN
Seriously? There's two of you?

The man smiles. Moumin jumps back over the couch just as the man lifts his gun and fires at where Moumin was.

CUT TO:

INT LINCOLN TOWNCAR - SAME TIME

Mraz and Corey ride in the back of the car.

MRAZ
So how have you been?

COREY
Not bad. Sorry, I can't get over the fact that we're being driven around New York City in a Towncar. You've come a long way since college.

MRAZ
Yeah, and they said my BFA was worthless.

COREY
Because it's obviously your studying of acting that helped you become a successful CEO. I mean what the hell, right?

MRAZ
Admittedly, not what I was expecting.

COREY
Great for you though. I'm waiting tables just to afford a crappy studio out in L.A. Meanwhile, you and Mark are running a company and getting driven around Manhattan.

MRAZ
Mark doesn't really do much running of the company.

COREY
Yeah, yeah and I expect when I talk to him he'll say the same thing about you.

MRAZ
He better not, I control his paycheck.

Corey laughs a little. She smiles at Mraz.

COREY
It's good to see you. I miss you guys. I mean, L.A.'s nice and all but, I don't know.

A moment passes.

Mraz's phone rings. He pulls it out of his pocket and looks at the screen. The Caller ID reads "Moumin Ghanem."

COREY (CONT'D)
You need to take that?

Mraz punches the ignore button on the phone.

MRAZ
Nah, it's just work. They can live without me for a bit. Tell me about L.A.

CUT TO:

INT MRAZ INC. - SAME TIME

Keating is walking down the hall holding some files. She passes Mark’s office door. As she does, something slams into it from inside. Keating starts, dropping her files onto the floor. She looks at the door angrily as she bends down to retrieve the files.

KEATING
(mumbling to herself)
Mark and his stupid training exercises.

CUT TO:

INT MRAZ INC. - SAME TIME

We are now in Mark's office. He has his back to the door and is being pressed up against it by Krystal. They both are in their underwear. They are kissing passionately.

Krystal pulls away from Mark slightly. There's a devilish smile on her face.

KRYSTAL
Having fun yet?

Mark smiles. They start kissing again. They travel together back towards Mark's desk before they go offscreen.

ANGLE ON: A pile of their clothes on the floor. On top of the pile lies Mark's phone. It suddenly lights up and starts vibrating. The caller ID says "Moumin Ghanem." As the phone rings, a small crash followed by Krystal giggling can be heard.

CUT TO:

INT A BAR - SAME TIME

Zac is still singing along to "Maps" but he cannot be seen, neither can Eddie.

ANGLE ON: Eddie's phone. It sits on the edge of the pool table. After a second, it
lights up and starts vibrating. The caller ID reads "Moumin Ghanem."

ANGLE ON: Eddie and Zac. Zac is still playing air guitar and singing, but now Eddie is beside him, wailing on an imaginary drum set.

They continue.

CUT TO:

INT CL'S APARTMENT - SAME TIME

Moumin is in a study-type room. The door has a large desk pushed up against it.
Moumin holds his phone to his ear.

After a moment, Moumin angrily lowers the phone.

MOUMIN
You have got to be kidding me! Why is no one answering their phone?

He pulls his phone back up. He scrolls through the contacts. When he gets to Eric, he considers for a second.

CUT TO:

INT ERIC'S APARTMENT - SAME TIME

ERIC stands in the middle of his living room. He is shirtless and covered in sweat. He is perfectly still. Suddenly, he shoots his right arm out, in a punching motion. He squats down sweeping out his leg and follows with a punch to where his imaginary opponent would be.

He jumps back up. He checks his phone, which is attached to the belt of his pants. The phone shows no activity.

ERIC
Must be a slow day at the office.

He replaces his phone and gets into his still, ready stance. He stays this way for a moment, then, with a scream lashes out at an imaginary foe behind him.

CUT TO:

INT CL'S APARTMENT - SAME TIME

Moumin is still looking at his phone. Eric's number is still up. Suddenly, Moumin punches the END button.

MOUMIN
Nah.

He puts the phone in his pocket and looks toward the door. He grabs his gun and slips the clip out. He checks his ammo and shoves it back in. Slowly, he walks toward the door, without crossing in front of it.

When he reaches the wall, he places his ear against it, close to the door, and listens. Satisfied, he pulls his head back away from the wall and starts to reach toward the doorknob.

As he reaches, another blast rings out and the door splinters slightly inward. A splinter hits Moumin's hand which he sharply retracts.

MOUMIN (CONT'D)
Oh come on! You two have to run out of ammo eventually!

Another blast. The door is starting to come apart.

Frantically, Moumin looks around for something, anything, that can help him out of this predicament. Finally his eyes settle on something. He lets out a groan.

ANGLE ON: Moumin's POV. He is staring the room's window.

FADE TO BLACK.

END OF ACT THREE

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ACT FOUR

EXT CL'S APARTMENT - MOMENTS LATER

The shot is of the outside of CL's apartment building. The building is a large co-op and the shot is from about fifteen stories up.

A window opens and Moumin pokes his head out. He looks down first. Upon seeing the height, he closes his eyes and shakes his head. He regains his composure and looks around.

About five feet to the left of the window is a small balcony that leads out from CL'S bedroom. Moumin reaches out to gauge the distance. His arm is not long enough to reach the balcony, he is about two feet short.

Moumin grabs his phone out of his pocket and looks at the screen, checking to see if anyone has called him back. As he does, another shotgun blast rings out from behind him. The noise startles Moumin, and his phone slips out of his hand.

He yells out in disgust and slaps the side of the building.

He looks back at the room one more time, then, resigned, climbs out the window. He gingerly stands on the small ledge that leads out from the window and holds the outer part of the window frame to balance himself.

He inches over to the edge of the windowsill. When there, he reaches his foot out toward the balcony. It reaches a bit farther than his arm did, but he is still a good foot and a half short of the balcony. He sighs and pulls his foot back.

Suddenly, it starts to rain. The rain quickly becomes intense. Moumin simply closes his eyes and rests his forehead against the side of the building.

MOUMIN
I hate this day.

He opens his eyes, spins toward the balcony and jumps.

CUT TO:

INT MRAZ INC. - SAME TIME

Mark and Krystal are getting dressed in his office.

MARK
I love this day. Best first day back to work I think I've ever had in my life.

KRYSTAL
Glad I could brighten your day a bit.

MARK
That you did.

Mark, buttoning his shirt, walks over and kisses Krystal. As he does, there is a knock on his door. He pulls back quickly.

MARK (CONT'D)
Just a minute!

Mark quickly buttons his shirt as Krystal tucks her shirt in. Mark, without tucking in his shirt, opens the door. Keating stands outside of it.

MARK (CONT'D)
What's up?

KEATING
Krystal?

KRYSTAL
Hi Lauren. I was just saying hello to Mark while I was here.

KEATING
Whatever. I just wanted to let you know that Mike and Corey will be arriving in the next couple of minutes if you want to say hi.

KRYSTAL
Corey? I thought we put him in jail?

MARK
Wrong Corey. Mraz and I have a friend from college who lives in LA now named Corey Haydu. And she's a woman. You should stick around and meet her. Maybe you guys will hit it off. After all you may be the only two women in the world who can deal with both of us.

KEATING
Ahem.

Mark throws his arm around Keating, smiling as he does so.

MARK
Oh come on now Keating. Do you really feel like you deal with me?

KEATING
I tolerate you. Isn't that enough?

MARK
It's the feeling of being loved. That's why I work here. Like a family we are.

EDDIE (O.S.)
Ladies and Gentlemen! Introducing the one the only Great Pool Shark Edwin Hansen-Nelson!

Mark, Keating and Krystal exchange looks. Mark smiles.

MARK
Well this ought to be good.

He walks out into the hall. Keating and Krystal follow him.

ANGLE ON: Eddie. He is leaning over a chair, softly singing something under his breath.

MARK (CONT'D)
What's up man?

Eddie straightens up and turns, pointing at Mark.

EDDIE
(singing)
You've lost that loving feeling...

KEATING
(overlapping)
Oh good god.

Eddie stumbles over to Keating and sings to her.

EDDIE
(singing)
Ohho that loving feeling...

KRYSTAL
He seems to be in a good mood.

EDDIE
(singing)
You've lost that loving feeling...

KEATING
Are you drunk? This is how you run a unit Mark?

EDDIE
(singing)
And it's gone, gone, gone, oh oh oh oh...

MARK
(laughing)
You have to admit, he's good for morale.

MRAZ (O.S.)
Guess who's here?

ANGLE ON: Mraz and Corey, standing at the end of the hall.

EDDIE
Corey! How the hell are you?!

Eddie runs up and gives Corey a hug, he lifts her and spins her around.

COREY
And hello to you Eddie. Would you please put me down?

MRAZ
Is he drunk?

MARK
(approaching Eddie and Corey)
He's just excited to see Corey.
(to Eddie)
C'mon champ, the rest of us want to say hello too.

Eddie releases Corey. She takes a second, then turns to Mark.

COREY
Thank you.

MARK
Of course. How are you, beautiful?

He leans in and gives Corey a kiss on the cheek.

COREY
Good. It's good to see you.

MARK
You too.

Mraz walks over and takes Corey by the arm.

MRAZ
Here Corey, let me introduce you around. Do you remember Keating?

Mraz walks Corey over to Keating and Krystal. There are handshakes all around. As she is introduced, Mark pulls out his cell phone. He reads something off the screen, pushes a button and holds it to his ear. As he listens, his expression changes to one of concern.

MARK
Mraz, I need to talk to you for a second.

MRAZ
Can't it wait?

As he says his next line, he turns to Mraz.

MARK
Moumin left me a message about ten minutes ago. He's-
(noticing Corey)
Just...found some...uh...major accounting errors in our books. If we don't handle it now he's...uh...dead.

EDDIE
Moumin's not an accountant.

Mark elbows Eddie sharply. Eddie doubles over. Mraz nods.

MRAZ
Keating, Krystal, would you mind showing Corey around?

KEATING
Of course. Follow us, we'll show you the inner workings of this place.

Keating, Krystal and Corey head off. Mraz and Mark look at each other.

CUT TO:

INT CL'S APARTMENT - SAME TIME

The two men stand in front of the barricaded door. The door itself is in tatters. The desk inside the room can be seen through a large hole in the door. One of the men is looking through the hole. After a moment, he pulls back still looking at the door.

MAN ONE
Anything?

MAN TWO
I don't see him. He's got to be in there somewhere though. This is the only way out.

MAN ONE
So what do we do?

MAN TWO
Wait. He has to come out eventually.

MOUMIN (O.S.)
I disagree.

The two men freeze. They slowly turn towards each other. Suddenly, their heads ram into each other. Both men collapse onto the floor. Moumin is left standing over both of them. He is wet and he looks tired.

MOUMIN (CONT'D)
Finally.

He squats down next to the men.

CUT TO:

INT MRAZ INC. - SAME TIME

Mark and Mraz walk into a conference room, purposefully. Eddie stumbles in behind them.

MRAZ
Did he say where he was?

MARK
No. He was cut off by what sounded like a shotgun blast.

MRAZ
And what was he working on?

MARK
Nothing dangerous. He was just supposed to locate someone and report back. No engagement. Nothing.

MRAZ
Where did he go?

MARK
I have no idea.

MRAZ
Well what would you have done?

MARK
I don't know, track down known associates. Maybe go back to Ryan's and see if Dave remembers him knowing anyone who was there when I confronted him.

EDDIE
Didn't he try to run you down?

Mark rolls his eyes.

MARK
Yes Eddie, he tried to run me down and he might know who was responsible for killing Andy. Please try to keep up.

EDDIE
Maybe Moumin went to a mechanic.

MRAZ
What? Why would Moumin go to a mechanic?

EDDIE
He knows some mechanics that cater to the, umm, seedier crowds. We know the guy uses a car. Maybe he went there.

MARK
Seems like a stretch.

MRAZ
I don't see it.

MARK
Yeah, thanks anyway Eddie, but I think we'll come up with something.

Eddie walks off.

MRAZ
What are you thinking?

MARK
You still have that connection at the DMV?

MRAZ
Yeah, if CL used his real name and address on his license, we can find him there. Hold on let me make the call.

Mraz pulls out his phone. Eddie walks over.

EDDIE
Don't bother. I just talked to the mechanic Moumin went to and got an address. One of you should probably drive.

Eddie exits. Mraz and Mark exchange a confused glance, then follow him.

CUT TO:

INT CL'S APARTMENT - LATER

The door to CL's apartment bursts open. Eddie, who broke down the door, stumbles and falls forward. Mark and Mraz come running in after him, guns at the ready.

Moumin is sitting in a recliner watching TV. He is calmly eating a bag of chips and sipping a beer. He turns to the three as they enter.

ANGLE ON: The two men from earlier. They are bound and gagged in the back of the room.

Mark and Mraz lower their guns.

MARK
I got your message. You okay?

MOUMIN
Yeah, great. I won't be doing any more quick favors for you though, just so you know.

MRAZ
And as for these two?

MOUMIN
Killed CL.

MARK
Why?

MOUMIN
Hired to do it.

MARK
By the same guy who hired him to kill me? Ironic.

MOUMIN
That wouldn't be ironic. That's also not what happened.

MRAZ
Then what did happen?

MOUMIN
Well not surprisingly, CL was criminal in more ways than one. Other than running people down for money, he was also a ringleader in an insurance fraud scheme. Seems he swindled someone with ties to these idiots. One thing led to another, and now he's dead.

MARK
As is our lead to Andy's murder.

MOUMIN
Yup. Anyway I'm out. Tell Taylor I said hello when you call him to clean up this mess.

Moumin stands, tossing his chips to Mraz and his beer to Mark. They each catch the items as Moumin walks out of the room.

MOUMIN (CONT'D)
(as he leaves)
By the way, Eddie's asleep.

Mraz and Mark turn to Eddie, who is asleep on the floor.

MRAZ
You deal with him. I'll call Taylor.

Mark nods.

MARK
Ah well, just another day at the office.

Mraz pulls out his phone as Mark heads toward Eddie.

FADE TO BLACK.

THE END