Frio Verana: Part 3 (Finale)

Frio Verana: Part 3

Scene 1

 (Freddy sat on his couch counting money. He had two chicks at the table counting the rest of his stacks. He hit a big lick. Master P 'Ice Cream Man' could be heard pumping through the speakers. He took a swig of Moet straight from the bottle.)

Freddy: MANNNN I HIT A LICK! I'm finna retire God Dayummmmmm!


Rose: You damn right baby! You hit the jackpot.

Freddy: Damn ma, you looking like a jackpot too.

Lily: Umm what about me?

(Both women were Japanese and dressed to kill. They were Freddy's workers but he kept them for fun as well. Both of them moved towards Freddy and he licked his lips.)

Freddy: Damn ladies, there is enough sugar for all of you beleed that!

(There was a knock on the door.)

Freddy: Whoever that is, you better leave that stoop!

(The door knocked again.)

Freddy: Nigga! GET OFF MY STOOP!

Rose: It's probably business, we are still waiting for one more drop off.

Freddy: Baby! I need you right now-

(Door knocks again.)

Rose: I will answer it!

(Rose got up and walked to the door and peered behind the blinds. It was Jamal hoodied up. She looked at Freddy and looked back at Jamal. )

Freddy: Who is that baby?

(Jamal nodded at Rose. She slowly opened the door.)

Freddy: Hey man, whats up? It's a bit late for visitors.

(Jamal walked in. He looked a hot mess, he looked a shadow of his former vibrant and dominant self.)

Jamal: Yeah well I was in the neighbourhood, thought I might stop by and visit my homie. You dig?

Freddy: Look man we are even-

Jamal: Relax, I don't want you to do anything.

Freddy: I heard you got into some trouble. I don't need to get mixed up in anymore headache.

Jamal: Ladies, could you leave me and my homie for a few minutes. I promise you you can get back to your party in a few minutes.

(Both of them left the room and went upstairs without any fuss. Jamal looked over at the money and smirked.)

Freddy: Stack looks ight don't it?

Jamal: Yeah, cold summer huh?

Freddy: Frio Verana up in Spanish Harlem.

Jamal: Listen, you know I've had some trouble recently.

Freddy: The streets talk. Hugo got the game in a choke hold. He is wilding, nobody can stop him. He has almost every market.

Jamal: He thinks he does-

Freddy: No he does! He shattered your family, you've lost your job and you lost your pretty vanilla district attorney. He has full control and he hasn't had to buss a sweat. He hasn't fired a shot and he is in control. That is the scary thing about this dude. He doesn't do any dirt. He doesn't talk much. He is like a ghost in these streets.

Jamal: Somebody must see him. He must be connected to somebody.

Freddy: He controls a lot of the shipment of drugs coming in and out of Spanish Harlem. Word is Smokey was one of his main connects but he must have replaced him by now. But I don't know how you will stop that because this dude probably has all of his money in offshore accounts. There are no trails to him.

Jamal: Hmmm..

Freddy: Look man. You can't win this one. Smokey was a wild boy. He left trails, he got gassed, it was easy to catch him. Hugo is different. Even if you get to him, one of his brothers will kill you. You can't win everything. I mean at least your kid and baby mum are alive. You can just move away and forget everything that happened.

Jamal: I can't run away like some gutter rat. I run away and then what? I will still be a week-end daddy, and he will continue to plunge the city into a black hole un challenged.

Freddy: Unchallenged Ha!

Jamal: What?!

Freddy: Sometimes you have to cut your losses and bounce. I don't even mind giving you some cash. You've helped me-

Jamal: I'm good, I'd rather some information.

Freddy: Look I mainly deal with weed now, I dont deal with no coke. That hardcore stuff isn't for me anymore. It's more money but its all linked back to Hugo. I want to keep my nose clean.

Jamal: So you don't got nothing? NOTHING? ANYTHING?!

(Freddy looked at Jamal, he looked desperate. Freddy had never seen him like this.)

Freddy: Ok look, downtown there is a club called Diamonds. He has parties out there. All the ballers and hustlers go there. Some of the illest rappers and fly hunnies go there too. He rarely attends himself but if the rumours I heard are true he has hit another part of the coke market with the Dominicans, so he is probably going out there to celebrate tonight. Thats one thing I know, thats his pattern, whenever he hits something big he will have a party. Whether he goes or not is another story.

Jamal: When is the party?

Freddy: Tonight.

Jamal: Tonight?

(Jamal shot up and walked to the door.)

Freddy: Hey man, you sure this is a good idea? He will get you killed if he sees you man!

(Jamal slammed the door behind him.)

Scene 2

(Diamonds was downtown, far from the grimey hood but not exactly in the suburbs. Cadillacs and Benz's were outside the club like a car show. Chicks  were ddressed wearing tight dresses and stilettos, All of them seeking the thrill of being with one of the drug dealers or rappers. Everybody looked fly. Pimps came out with all of their hoes to pull some clientele. Jamal watched everybody from opposite the club. He was dressed and ragged and ripped clothing. He wore shades and a NY cap. He had a bottle of vodka beside him, he sat by a lightpost dressed as a hobo. He wanted to go in the club and get a proper look but figured the best way was to hide in plain sight. People walked past and dropped change in his lap. There was a lot poverty in Harlem, everybody knew this, hobos were dotted around Harlem. Jamal set up a few soup kitchen schemes around the city for them.)

Jamal: Sir can I get a dollar? Ma'am can I get a dollar?

Gentleman: Here you go buddy, take this.

Jamal: You are generous, God bless you.

(Jamal looked down the street. He was convinvced that Hugo would arrive tonight. Freddy said he hardly comes but he needed something. He had been on stake out almost 2 hours his chest was getting tight. The days were hot but the nights were bitterly cold.)

Lady: Here you go sir, take this.

Jamal: Thank you Ma'am. God bless you.

(Lady smiles and walks down the street. Jamal rubbed his hands and put his head down. He was on stake out, he didn't want to attract too much attention. Suddenly there was a buzz. There was a buzz from the begginning of the night but this time there seemed to be something stirring in the atmosphere.  A Rolls Royce pulled up. A man dressed in trousers, shirt and waistcoat scurried to the door to open it. 3 stunning women came out. Followed by 4 fair skinned men and one dark skinned gentleman. It had to be him, he was on the big side, he wasn't fat but he certainly wasn't slim. He had a bald head and a big smile. He bared 3 gold teeth in his mouth. Jamal could hear people gushing and whipering. "Nigga thats Hugo! Hustler of the year bwoi! Jamal knew it! It took him all of the composure to stop him getting up and doing something stupid. The red carpet was rolled out for Hugo and he walked through with a swagger and confidence. Jamal felt sick, he wwanted to shoot at him in front of everybody. But he knew he would get shot onsite, lose his life and possibly endanger Zack again. He took out his polaroid camera from underneath the blanket on his lap. He snapped pictures of him and the men he was with and the license plate of the car. The promotor came outside with some more women to greet him and his friends and brought them in. Jamal watched him go inside. He felt unbelieable rage but he also felt fear. This man was anti hero of Harlem, Jamal was the real hero of Harlem but he was all alone. )

End Scene

Scene 3

Adam: You did a stake out by yourself? In front of the club?

Jamal: Yep.

Adam: Ok, you do realise this is the most dangerous man in Harlem? You do realise he has informants everywhere? He's got cops on pay roll too!

Jamal: Look, I have to do what I have to do for my family. He didn't see my raggedy ass.

Adam: Look man, I understand why you are doing this but you can't be reckless. 

Jamal: Look. (Jamal threw the pictures of him on the table.)

Adam: What does this even mean?

Jamal: It's a lead.

Adam: A lead? To what? This is a dude going to the club. This doesn't mean anything. This guy will go back into hiding for the next few months. The DA and F.B.I will not chases ghosts. There have been whispers about him but nothing credible.

Jamal: What? This is credible! 

Adam: And in case you have forgotten, you have been relived of your duties.

Jamal: Thank you for reminding me.

Adam: I can't bring this in with me I'm sorry.

(Jamal slumped in the sofa with his hands on his face.)

Jamal: I can't win this, it's over (Sobs) Adam I've never saeen somebody like this guy. The hood worship him and the high end people worship him too. Bringing him down with any help from the D.A. or F.B.I is impossible.

Adam: Look, there is one way it can happen. There is only one way we can do this.

Jamal: We?

Adam: Yes. I will help your sorry ass. You have helped me alot before its only right that I get involved. If my skinny white ass gets killed I will come back to haunt you I swear to God! 

Jamal: So what is the master plan?

Adam: We have to go Rogue, undercover. Not quite undercover, close but not too close.

Jamal: What? That's dangerous. I can't bring you into this Adam. It's ugly enough and it's my fault.

Adam: I'm not asking permission.

Jamal: Thanks man.

Adam: Look, the D.A will not help, F.B.I. won't help, the feds won't help. We need to think about this carefully. This guy has informants all over the place. He has a lot of influence. My guess was that somebody inside the bureau tipped him off about your address. That is the main reason you shouldn't look to get support from the authorities because somebody could set you up.

Jamal: Hmm...I had my own informants on the streets so I guess it could work the other way round too. 

Adam: Ok I have a plan.

Jamal: Money trail? Track drug deals?

Adam: No we have to be more slick than that, but brazen as well. Almsot like that stupid stunt you pulled outside the club the other night.  

Jamal: Ok lets get it started.

End Scene

Scene 4 

 (Adam and Jamal come off the highway and drive past a few stores. They pass a Walmart and a Mcdonalds. Adam is wearing a fake moustache and blonde wig. Jamal is in shades and has his jacket up to his nose.. They go through the drive thru and order a coffee. They sit in the car and wait.)

Jamal: You look ridiculous, I know you said we have to be low key but this is a joke! Ha!

Adam: I've been doing this a long time, you can't give your ass out for these bastards. If I look like Mrs Doubtfire, then so be it.

Jamal: Naw dawg, just admit you like dressing up!

Adam: Asshole.

Jamal: Ight so we wait across from the store or do we go in?

Adam: No we wait.

(They passed the Rolls Royce store. It was a popular branch. People come to there to rent or buy. They parked in the parking lot and hopped out. They walked to the store and walked around for a while examining the cars and talking to staff about what the deals were. Whilst talking with staff Adam and Jamal were scouring the cameras, fire exits and security. After about 20 minutes 2 large bald fair skinned men walked into the store. 2 staff members came from across the room to greet these men. Both of them were tatted up, they looked south American. Jamal instantly recognised one of them from the club. One of them were with Hugo at Diamonds.)

Adam: You ASSHOLE!

Jamal: (Whispers) What!?

Adam: (Whispers) Play along you idiot.

Jamal: You asshole!

Adam: I knew we should have gone to the Mercedez dealership this is trash!

Jamal: No! We need a Rolls to get all of these bitches!

Adam: No! This is not how we did it in California.

(The two men that came in stared and smirked at Adam and Jamal going back and forth.)

Barry: Umm gentleman could you please keep it down please. 

Adam: Listen these rates don't make sense to me Barry. Are you the manager?

Barry: Yes-

Adam: Listen, I'm partying tonight, I just got divorced and I need to roll out and get some bad bitches.

(Adam's face was red with rage. He was breathing heavily.)

Barry: Sorry about this Carlos. This normally doesn't happen in here, we are usually a quiet dealership. (He shot a glaring look at Adam and Jamal.)

Adam: Hey asshole, I hope you aren't ripping off these good men too.

Carlos: No they are good with us I assure you, you will get any girl you want in one of these bad boys.

Adam: Yes? How sure?

Carlos: In Harlem these chicks love the lifestyle. They will wet their panties when they see you in this hermano. 

Jamal: What kind of chicks we talking? Where?

Barry: Look-

Carlos: Listen, I don't know if you want to pick up one of these but if you turn up to my club tonight you will get all the chicks you ever dream't of.

Jamal: Hmmmm.

Carlos: Look if you don't believe me that's fine. Me and my brother Sandro own a club called Starlight. It's on the edge of Spanish Harlem. It's classy but the chicks there are far from classy if you catch my drift.

(The men laugh heartily.)

Adam: Ok boozoo, I mean Barry, I will take that red joint over there. And Carlos if I don't get any pussy tonight I will shut your club down you got me!?

Carlos: Take care Hermano.

(Adam and Jamal went to the till at the other side of the room and signed the paper work and exchanged the cash. They left and stood outside the car lot.)

Jamal: You need an oscar.

Adam: Damn right.

Jamal: Still think you over did it with this wig though.

Adam: Desperate times call for desperate wigs.

Jamal: HAHA!

Adam: I hope my performance didn't distract you from the tattoos.

Jamal: They were tatted up from head to toe.

Adam: You see that knife tattoo on their necks. It's what the Dominican drug cartel have. New members usually get tattoos to show loyalty. 

Jamal: So Hugo is in cahoots with the Domincan Cartel?

Adam: This is going to be fun

Jamal: You notice the security too? 

Adam: Yep. They ain't slick. As soon as they came in he went to the moniter and turned it off. I wouldn't be suprised if they are peddling cash through this store.

Jamal: One of the ladies on the till had the tattoo on her neck too.

Adam: This is going to be fun isn't it?

Jamal: This is dangerous, really dangerous.

Adam: You want to bail out? 

Jamal: Maybe this is too deep, this is how I lost my family in the first place. I feel like I'm running around in circles.

Adam: This is your call man...

Jamal: Ok we go to the club and then what?

Adam: We can't start a fire fight no way but we can get a feel of these guys. 

Jamal: Ok that makes sense but if I tell you to leave we leave, don't argue with me. You got it?

Adam: Got it!

End Scene

Scene 5 

(Later that night....)

(Adam and Jamal pull up to the club. Both dressed in suits, Adam is sporting another wig with shades. They are wearing tuxes remniscent of John Travolta and Samuel L jackson in Pulp fiction.)

Jamal: This wig thing...

Adam: You better not bwoi...

Jamal: Hey I don't judge.

Adam: Stay focused pal. Look at this place, is it anything like Diamonds?

Jamal: No way, the chicks here are just as hot but its definitely not high end like Diamonds. 

Adam: So how we gonna do this? Just walk in? 

Jamal: No we need to study it. Treat it like a crime scene. (Jamal puts on his fedora hat and nods at Adam.) Over there look.

(A man dressed with a white shirt and apron comes outside the back of the club and throws out the trash.) This way Adam.

Adam: You think there is a ladder that takes us up?

Jamal: Hopefully, let's just take a look around here.

(They creep around the back of the club assessing the environemnt. The back streets are dim and dank. They sift through the trash cans, no signs of guns or narcotics. They look at each other frustrated.)

Adam: Do we go in?

Jamal: It's not safe, that's way too close.

Adam: Well we can't hang out here.

(Bang! A door slammed behind them. Both men pulled out their guns and slid behind the trash can.)

Diane: Hey papi!

Carlos: MMMM baby! I've been waiting for you mami!

Diane: I know you have been very busy in these streets. 

Carlos: Give me a few more months and we will get a pretty place and I will give you some babies mami.

Diane: You are out here 24/7 I won't hold my breath! 

Carlos: This is all so I can treat you nice mami. Soon we will go out to Dom Rep and we won't have to stay in this stinking city anymore.

Diane: Hmmm no rush, lets go inside and party eh?

Carlos: No darling, I have a meeting with the rest of the cartel. You can wait in the club for me or wait in my car.

Diane: Give me your keys I will wait outside papi.

Carlos: Good girl we can have a private party after.

(They kiss and Carlos heads inside. Jamal and Adam can hear his large footsteps above him and he slams a door inside. They both slide out and scale up the ladder on the side of the building. Once they get to the top they crawl to the edge and a light could be seen. They crawl forward and there is a window. A group of men are sat in the room. Carlos and Sandro sat there. The other men Jamal saw at Diamonds were there too. They sat and spoke seriously. They could hardly hear what was said.)

Adam: What the hell are they saying?

Jamal: I don't know, I can barely hear anything. They are speaking predominantly spanish as well.

Adam: Look at their faces. Who do you think is the one in charge? Must be that Carlos dude.

(Carlos was walking around the room gesturing at everybody.)

Jamal: Look.

Adam: I am looking.

Jamal: No look at him. He's said the same thing 3 times. I think he is saying 'Cut off' or 'finish'

Adam: He is dusting his hands. Is something finished? What could be finished?

(Jamal crawled closer)

Adam: Jamal, stop, fall back!

Jamal: No, I need to hear this, this could lead to Hugo.

Adam: Jamal!

(Jamal was directly above the room pressed against the window.)

Carlos: CUT HIM OFF!

Sammy: Senor Hugo brings us alot of work and money, it would be crazy to cut him off. 

Carlos: Forget money and work we have that. Everybody that does business with him gets screwed. 

Sammy: He has been good for business.

Carlos: He has been very good. And I like him a lot, this isn't personal. It's just business, we need to change our market and our dealings.

Jamal: Holy Shit

(Jamal moved back towards Adam, his phone drops and knocks the window above the room. The men look up at the window. Jamal jumps back.)

Adam: Holy shit! Get back here! Did they see you?!

Jamal: We need to get more information-

Adam: No we need to get out.

(Tyres could be heard screeching from down the street. A black van pulled up behind the club, directly underneath Jamal and Adam. 5 men hopped out of the van dressed in all black. A lady hopped out of the driving seat. It was Diane who they had just seen in the alley with Carlos.)

Diane: They are in there! Quick!

(Adam and Jamal were confused. They crouched above the scene. In a flash the men pushed through the door and shots were fired. The men used silencers. All that could be heard were the cries of the Dominican cartel. All the men were laid out on the floor in a pool of blood. The men in black stood above them wearing balaclavas and they laughed. Carlos was crawling holding his leg. One of the men moved forward towards him. 'Stop it you rat. don't move, if you move another inch I will blow your brains out'. Jamal knew that voice. He recognised it immediately. It was Hugo. He took off his balaclava.)

Hugo: Amigo. I didn't want it to end like this. But this is just business huh? We all get screwed , you wanted to screw me but I got to screw you first. This is the nature of the game. 

Carlos: You bastard.

Hugo: I can't take all of the credit though, your wonderful princess helped me. I know you had plans for her and the future but sometimes life is full of suprises. 

(Diane walked into the room smiling.)

Carlos: Puta!

Hugo: Shh! This isn't how we speak to women, have some class Carlos. Diane I think he needs a kiss.

(Diane pulls out a gun and sends two shots to Carlos's head. Adam and Jamal gasp.)

Jamal: We need to at least call the cops.

Adam: Lets get the hell out of here first before we get shot too!

(Adam and Jamal slid down and ran through the back streets. Jamal's heart was pumping. He had never been so scared in his life. He was now in way too deep. This cold wind was cutting his face, tears streamed down his face. After 4 blocks they started to slow down. )

Adam: This is, this is just-

Jamal: Crazy? Insane? Deadly?

Adam: Truly this is a mess. 

Jamal: This guy is too powerful. That chick, she managed to get inside the cartel and snake them. 

Adam: That is not an easy thing to do.

(They both panted and looked towards the street where the club was.)

Adam: Call the cops sweet heart. We haven't got all day.

(Jamal reached in his pocket but couldn't feel his phone He began to pat his legs pankicking.)

Adam: No, no, no, no!

Jamal: I left it on the roof!

Adam: We have to get that phone back.

Jamal: No just use the pay phone to call the cops. 

(Jamal jogged to the phone. All of a sudden police cars swept into the area. Adam fist bumped.)

Jamal: That was quick..

Adam: Good job right?

Jamal: I guess... but who would have called the cops? Nobody heard the shots but us.

Adam: Maybe the staff in the club saw them, who cares, the cops are here.

Jamal: Both men jogged to the scene. Some of the road was taped up.

Adam: You better stay low in case anybody from the team sees you. You are meant to be off duty . 

Jamal: Ok let's go through the side. 

(They both slide through the back to the side of the building. The van was still outside the building with the doors wide open.)

Adam: What the hell?Why are the cops at the front of the building and not the back?

Jamal: Adam? What is going on?

(Another car whizzed past, followed by another police car.)

Jamal: Quick!

(Both men dived into the bushes.)

(10 seconds later the men in all black came out of the room where the meeting was held. All of their balaclavas were off. 3 cops came out of the car and greeted them. Adam and Jamal stared in shock.)

Hugo: Just a bit of mess, nothing too bad. 

Cop: No problem boss.

Hugo: Thank you gentleman. This will be the last favour I will need from you all. They all nodded at him and walked inside the building. One of the cops started to tape off the area.

(Another police car pulled up and the door opened. 'Hugo where are you going?!' Jamal couldn't see the man who spoke but he recognised the voice. It was Charles. 'Hugo get back here right now'.)

Hugo: Is that Charles?

Charles: It's me you son of a bitch get back here!

Hugo: Ha!

Charles: Ha! You son of a bitch! You think you can leave here without saying thank you?

(Jamal clenched his fist and gritted his teeth. He was seething. He felt sick. Adam signalled Jamal to be quiet.)

Hugo: Just another shoot out at a rowdy club, simple stuff. 

(Hugo and Charles shook hands and laughed.)

Hugo: Thank you, much appreciated as usual. I owe you a drink Sir.

Charles: When you are ready we will catch up, right now we gotta clean this mess. Get out of here and I will be in touch with you.

(Both men nodded and went their seperate ways. The men in Hugo's crew hopped into the van and sped off into the darkness. Jamal was seething. He watched Charles waddle about and give instructions to the cop outside the building.)

Charles: Tape up the whole block, tidy up this mess and get out of here. We can't have others in the department or F.B.I get a sniff of this.

 Charles laid him off work. He took him out so he couldn't tackle Hugo. Eveerything all made sense. Jamal knew dirty cops and dirty detectives but he hadn't seen anything like this before. He was shaking with rage. He hopped out of the bushes and pulled out his pistol and pointed it at Charles.)

Charles: Jamal!? What are you gonna do with that?

Jamal: You son of a bitch!

Charles: Look, this isn't what you think.

Adam: What is it then?

Jamal: Charles.

(The cop stood next to Charles took out his gun and pointed it at Jamal. Adam lunges towards him and tackles him to the ground. He pistol whips him and he falls backward knocked out. Charles puts his hands up.)

Charles: Relax.

Jamal: Get in the car.

Charles: Relax Jamal.

Jamal: If you say anything else I will send one in your leg sick bastard.

Charles: Look you can't win this.

Jamal: Get in the car, we are going for a ride.

(Charles walks inside the car, takes the car keys off the knocked out cop and hops in the front seat. Jamal smacks Charles with the butt of the gun. Charles welps in pain.)

Charles: He said he would kill me if I didn't-

Jamal: Shut up you bitch-

Charles: Look-

Jamal: Take out your phone dial his number and call him now, don't say another word.

(Charles takes out his phone and dials a number and it rings. Jamal snatches it from him.)

Hugo: Hello Charles-

Jamal: No not Charles, it's ME!

Hugo: Well well well. I thought you were done for Jamal. Family gone, lost your job and lost your lover. Charles assured me you were done for.

Jamal: Well I'm still here and I'm on your neck. No more talking, give me a time and location and we meet up once and for all and we finish this.

Hugo: Ha! Lazaurus! I like your spirit! Come to 15th street off Harlem boulevard, opposite Mama's bakery. I will be waiting. 

(Jamal hung up. He sent a text and switched off the phone and threw it outside the window.)

Jamal: Slow down Adam. (Adam begins to slow down the vehicle.) I need to get this out the car as well. He looked at Charles and elbowed him in his stomach. He opened the car door and kicked him out. Adam looked at Jamal in the mirror and nodded.

End Scene

Scene 6

(Rain started to beat down heavily. The weather was humid but the rain made everything refreshing somewhat. Jamal parked up the car a block away from the the meeting point. He had two pistols tucked in his waist and a vest on. He walked down the streets with his hands up. He knew Hugo wouldn't be by himself. There would be shooters on the roof waiting for him to make one foul move and then it would be Goodnight. The rain drops slapped his face as he walked down the street.. He scans the surroundings carefully. He gritted his teeth. Soon enough he could see Hugo's crew. One emerging out of the shadows one by one. None of them wearing balaclavas anymore. Soon enough he saw Hugo stood next to Diane. Two men walked towards Jamal and took his guns off him, they patted him down and shoved him in front of Hugo. Hugo smiled and bared his gold teeth. In the flesh, face to face, the man who has ruined his life. Jamal kept his face nuetral but inside he was boiling with rage.)

Hugo: Hey listen, If it counts for anything I have been impressed. You are a true warrior. But you are on the wrong side. Or maybe we are on the same side, it depends how you see it. 

Jamal: I'm not like you. 

Hugo: You think you are better than me? You look after Harlem, I look after Harlem, you have your way, I have mine. You see life is all about perspective.

Jamal: Go to hell.

Hugo: HAHAHAHA!

Jamal: (Spits on the floor)

Hugo: You think you're better than me? You can't keep your family happy or safe, you are sleeping with a married woman. You see we are all trash but my trash pays more, a lot more. It's a shame, we could have come to an agreement.

(Hugo moves in quickly and kicks Jamal in his gut. He kicks him again and pistol whips him twice. Jamal coughs up blood. Hugo grabs his jaw and laughs in his face.)

Hugo: How did you think this would end? You took out Smokey, you took out a few people, very impressive but I am the boss. You can't cross me. Those guys were a contingency plan, just like the Dominican Cartel. They each had their role and now you have yours. Goodnight. 

(Jamal falls to his knees and wheezes and coughs. Hugo pulls out his gun.)

Hugo: Goodnight..

(Suddenly the street lights shut off. The group shout in confusion.)

Hugo: What the hell?

(Jamal pulls out a knife from his sock and stabs Hugo in his foot in the cover of the darkness. Shots fire off in the dark.)

Hugo: ARGHHHHH! I want him dead Kill him! Kill him now!!

(Jamal rolls under the car clutching his knife. The street lights are still off. the road is still pitch black. One of the men cry out in pain. One of the crew hit another member in the cross fire.)

Jamal: I'm here asshole.

(He rolled under the under and dives behind another. Multiple shots are fired at the van.)

Hugo: Kill him!

(A loud noise could be heard over head. It was a chopper, he started bearing down on the scene. A man hung out of the chopper holding a loud megaphone. It was Adam with F.B.I agents.)

Adam: Hugo you are under arrest if you move you will be shot on site, I repeat if you try to escape you will be killed. 

(The Street lights came on. One man lay on the floor beside Hugo in a pool of blood, Diane was slumped on the floor her head bleeding, she was barely breathing. Several vans sped onto the seen. F.B.I agents surrounded Hugo and his crew. Hugo still held his gun.)

Adam: Lower your weapon now! I will not say it again!

(Hugo dropped his gun on the floor and dropped to his knees.)

Adam: Hugo Jones you are under arrest for drug trafficking, murder and conspiracy to murder. You have the right to remain silent anything you say now can be used against you in the court of law. 

(Jamal slid out from behind the car. Blood pouring from his mouth. He laughed at Hugo as he got trundled off into the police car. Paramedics ran to Jamal to clean him up.)

Jamal: I'm fine, I'm fine! YOO ADAM!

Adam: My man! We did it! We got that asshole. We need to round up the rest of the informants as well but we got the big cheese.

Jamal: Where is she? Did she come through? Did she get my message.

Adam: Yes she did. Here she is.

(Melanie hopped out of a car. She ran towards Jamal and hugged him.)

Jamal: Thank you so much baby! This wouldn't have happened without you.

Melanie: Hmm, you are lucky I got that message in time it could have gone all wrong. 

Jamal: I know, I'm sorry about all of this but I guess-

Melanie: It all paid off baby don't worry.

Jamal: What about-

Melanie: Don't worry Zack and Lara are fine. As soon as I saw your message, Adam called me and I got the F.B.I to get to Lara's place. They are fine. Luckily Hugo thought you were all alone. I don't blame him for thinking you were that stupid. 

Adam: Jamal, phonecall.

Jamal: Hello? 

Zack: Daddy! Are you ok? 

Jamal: Yes I'm fine! I had a busy day at work today, are you ok? 

Zack: Work? Mummy said your not working anymore.

Jamal: I know its a bit complicated but I am just happy you and your Mom are ok. You stay strong I will see you.

Lara: Hello?

Jamal: Hey.

Lara: You son of a -

Jamal: I'm sorry I'll explain everything-

Lara: Nothing to explain, I'm with the F.B.I they told me you saved the day, you saved us all. You and Adam did a good job. Thank you.

Jamal: Thank you.

Lara: You just get some rest and I will come down with Zack as soon as possible. 

Jamal: Thank you for understanding, I had to protect us. 

Lara: I appreciate that. (Hangs up)

Melanie: Hmmm Mr Big shot saves spanish Harlem again.

Jamal: Sounds like a cool headline.

Adam: You bored of the limelight by now.

Jamal: Yes, yes I am. 

Adam: Liar! ha!

Jamal: Thanks for putting in that call buddy! I wqouldn't have made it without you. That magic trick with the lights was quite inspiring as well.

Adam: I got some tricks up my sleeve. 

Jamal: I'm all out of tricks. Although Charles is a snake and I hope he gets locked up for a long time, I think I'm going to be out of the game for a while. No more guns, stake outs or wild wigs!

Adam: That was a low blow!

(Adam walks away bacl to the chopper.)

Melanie: So this is it.

Jamal: Yep this is it.

Melanie: I will miss you, a lot.

Jamal: I'm out the game ma'am, I'm sure will will cross paths again. Once again thank you for putting in that call. If I called the F.B.I they wouldn't have come, only you could have got that task team as quick as you did.

Melanie.: All in a day's work.

Jamal: I guess you are right. Now let me get cleaned up and get some sleep.

End Scene