br@den and Bella
Episode 1
Written by Johnny Patel.
(Meteor Falls)
(Marshall’s Residence)
Mrs Marshall: (ponders) it’s almost 1am, Oh God, Where is this man?
(Just then, Mr Marshall returns home drun!k)
Mr Marshall: (sleepily) You’re still up.
Mrs Marshall: Yes! And where were you?
Mr Marshall: I was out relaxing with Frank and some other friends.
Mrs Marshall: And by “relaxing” you mean smoking and drinking?
Mr Marshall: What’s your problem woman? Why can’t you comprehend what fun is all about?
Mrs Marshall: Look Will, All these has to st©p! You have to quit smoking and drinking whether you like it or….
(She turns to look at him but sees him fast asleep)
Mrs Marshall: Will!
Mr Marshall: (snores)
(Just then, He wakes up and vomits)
Mrs Marshall: Ugh!
Mr Marshall: Sorry. Just clean that up. I’ll be going to my room now…
(He staggers as he goes into his room)
Mrs Marshall: (soliloquizes) Oh God! What’s all these? What on earth was I thinking when I married this man?!!!
(Next Day)
(Mrs Marshall and br@den return from the grocery sto-re and finds Mr Marshall asleep on the couch)
br@den: Ugh, The living room reeks of alcohol.
Mrs Marshall: (sighs) I keep wondering when your father is going to quit his excessive smoking and drinking habits. I’m tired.
br@den: Should I wake him up?
Mrs Marshall: Just leave him. Go and sto-re the fruits in the fridge.
br@den: Alright Mom.
Mrs Marshall: (shouts) Bella! Bella!
(Her shouts wakes Mr Marshall up from sleep)
Mr Marshall: (To Mrs Marshall) Veronica, What’s the matter?
Mrs Marshall: Where is Bella?
Mr Marshall: (sleepily) Oh I s£nt her to go get me a pack of cigarette across the street.
Mrs Marshall: (enraged) What? You s£nt my daughter out to buy cigarettes?
Mr Marshall: I just said that.
Mrs Marshall: (enraged) What kind of father are you?!
(Just then, Bella enters the house)
Bella: Good evening Mom.
Mrs Marshall: (sternly) Where did you go?
Bella: Dad s£nt me to buy cigarettes for him (To Mr Marshall) Here….
(Bella attempts to hand them to Mr Marshall but Mrs Marshall snatches it from her)
Mr Marshall: What’s your problem, Woman?
Mrs Marshall: You can’t take this in this house! Enough is enough!
Mr Marshall: How dare you try to control me and tell me what to do?
Mrs Marshall: It’s not about controlling you or anything like that. You keep on drinking and smoking, What’re you teaching our kids?
Mr Marshall: I’m sure they’re old enough to decide the path they want for themselves. (enraged) Now hand me the cigarette pack!
br@den: (quietly) Mom, Just give it to him.
Mrs Marshall: Fine. But he can’t take this in here.
Mr Marshall: I’ll smoke whenever I want, Wherever I want!
(Mr Marshall collects the cigarette pack from her then takes out one of them and light it then he starts smoking it and his wife is unable to do anything but stare at him in disgust)
(Winterhaven)
(At King Anderson’s palace)
Princess Madeline: Katrina!
Maid 1: Yes my princess?
Princess Madeline: I’ll be going out on a d@t£ with my b©yfri£nd, I’ll nee-d you to clean up my room. And I want it sparkling clean by the time I get back.
Maid 1: No problem my princess.
Princess Madeline: Thank you.
(She leaves the room)
Maid 1: (about Princess Madeline) I don’t blame you, It’s just the fact that you were born with a silver spoon that’s why you’re ordering me about! Stupid idiot! (hisses)
(Outside)
Jax: Hey babe.
Princess Madeline: Hi Jax.
Jax: You re-ady for our d@t£ tonight?
Princess Madeline: Yeah i’m so excited. So where’re we going?
Jax: You gon’ find out soon babe.
(King Anderson enters the room)
Jax: Good evenin’ ma king….
King Anderson: (spuriously) Evening…
Princess Madeline: Dad, We’ll be leaving for our d@t£ now.
King Anderson: Hold on. (To Jax) I want to speak to my daughter in pri-vate for a few minutes before your d@t£. Just wait for her outside, She’ll be with you soon.
Jax: (To Princess Madeline) Hurry up babe.
(He leaves the room)
King Anderson: Madeline, I’m not comfortable with the kind of b©yfri£ndyou have?
Princess Madeline: (rolls her eyes) Ugh, Again?
King Roland: Yes, Again! I mean, He lacks the qualities of a decent man, let alone, a king.
Princess Madeline: Jax isn’t bad, it’s because you don’t like him that’s why you only see bad qualities in him, Get to know him and see.
King Roland: (sighs) You know you’re my only child, and I’ll nee-d you to marry a good man who can take over my kingdom and become king when I pas-s away.
Princess Madeline: I know Dad, Don’t worry, Jax will change.
King Anderson: I just hope I can count on that….
Princess Madeline: (giggles) You can. Anyways, we’ll be leaving now. Bye Dad!
King Anderson: Have fun.
(That night)
(The Marshall’s residence)
Mrs Marshall: I keep wondering when your father will change. He just keep tarnishing our family’s image, I still don’t know what I was thinking when I decided to marry an irresponsible man like your father. (sighs) My happiness is that the both of you aren’t anything like him.
br@den: We’ve all made bad choices.
Bella: Maybe we can give him a second chance?
br@den: (interrupts her) What second chance? When he’s obviously not willing to change.
Mrs Marshall: You’re right. I can’t tolerate him any longer. Next morning, I’ll discuss with him concerning a divorce.
Bella: (shocked) A divorce?
Mrs Marshall: Yes. And I know after we divorce, He’ll throw me out of this house so i’ll go to my older sister’s house in Winterhaven.
br@den: I’ll go with you Mom.
Mrs Marshall: How about you, Bella?
Bella: (looks at her sadly) Hmmm…
(Later)
(Bella goes to br@den’s room)
Bella: br@den, I don’t like the idea of Mom and Dad divorcing.
br@den: It’s all his fault. If he was responsible, Mom wouldn’t have thought about divorcing him.
Bella: But do you think we can convince him to change his ways?
br@den: He’s alre-ady too add!çted. It’ll be overly difficult to do that.
Bella: You know, If he and Mom divorce, He’ll be all alone.
br@den: Like I said, It’s all his fault. Besides, Many of his friends have advised him to quit his bad habits but he refused and now, They’ve all abandoned him.
Bella: (sighs) I still care about him….
(Next Morning)
Mrs Marshall: Will, There’s something I want us to talk about.
Mr Marshall: And what would that be?
Mrs Marshall: I’m tired of this marriage. I want a divorce.
Mr Marshall: (scornfully) So you’re tired of me?
Mrs Marshall: Yes. (She says this without looking at his face)
Mr Marshall: Wow.
Mrs Marshall: Look, You keep promising to change but you’ve refused. You’re alre-ady add!çted to smoking and drinking even when you know its bad for your health.
Mr Marshall: Is that really the reason?
Mrs Marshall: Yes. What other reason would I have?
Mr Marshall: (looks at her with narrowed eyes) Who’s the man you’ve been cheating on me with?
Mrs Marshall: (confused) Excuse me?
Mr Marshall: (furiously) I SAID WHO’S THE MAN YOU’VE BEEN CHEATING ON ME WITH?!!!
Mrs Marshall: No one.
Mr Marshall: Bloody liar! You’ve been having an affair with some other man and you want us to divorce so you can go to meet him isn’t it?
Mrs Marshall: You see what I’m saying? Your habits are alre-ady affecting your thinking. You’ve gotten so shallow and unreasonable lately….
(Mr Marshall angrily hits Mrs Marshall)
br@den and Bella
Episode 2
Written by Johnny Patel
(Mr Marshall angrily hits Mrs Marshall)
Mr Marshall: How dare you call me names?!
Mrs Marshall: (holds her cheek) Did you just hit me?
Mr Marshall: Yes! And I’ll hit you again!
(He raises his hand one more time to hit Mrs Marshall but br@den goes in between him and his mother)
br@den: (warningly) Dad! Enough!
Mr Marshall: (To Mrs Marshall) Ahhh, So you’ve finally succeeded in turning my son against me? (fli-cks his ton-gue) Its alright. We’ll get divorced soon!
(He goes into his room)
Mrs Marshall: (crying) You see what I’m saying?
br@den: (pats her) It’s alright Mom.
(Days Later)
(After the divorce procedures at the court)
Mr Marshall: (enraged) Good. Since we’re now divorced, You can go and meet your b©yfri£nd! Now, Pack your things and get the fv¢k outta my house and I don’t wanna ever see you here again.
Mrs Marshall: No problem….
(She goes into the room to pack her belongings and returns to the living room few minutes later)
Mr Marshall: Hurry up woman! I got no time to waste on you!
Mrs Marshall: It’s fine. (To br@den and Bella) Let’s go.
Mr Marshall: My children aren’t going anywhere with you!
br@den: Actually, I want to go with mom.
Mrs Marshall: (smiles in satisfaction then looks at Bella)
Bella: I’m sorry Mom. I’m staying behind with dad.
Mrs Marshall: Bella….
Bella: I’m really sorry Mom but someone nee-ds to stay behind to watch Dad.
Mr Marshall: That’s my girl. (To br@den) So you want to follow your useless mom isn’t it?
br@den: My mom isn’t useless! And yes, I’m following her.
Mr Marshall: (enraged) Alright then. THE BOTH OF YOU SHOULD GET THE fv¢k OUTTA MY HOUSE!!!
(Winterhaven)
(At King Anderson palace )
Princess Madeline: (scrolls throu-gh her phone) There’s nothing interesting happening…
(A maid knocks on her door)
Princess Madeline: Come in!
(She enters her room)
Maid: My princess, Your dad said that he wants to see you in the throne room.
Princess Madeline: What for?
Maid: He didn’t say my princess.
Princess Madeline: Ok. I’ll be there soon.
(In the throne room)
Princess Madeline: Dad. You wanted to see me?
King Anderson: Yeah, I wanted to let you know that I’ll be employing another chauffeur.
Princess Madeline: What happened to Luke? Has he resigned?
King Anderson: No, he still works for us. But I’ll nee-d another cauffeur incase we nee-d to run errands. Besides, I’ll be getting a new car soon
Princess Madeline: That’s great. Alright then. I can help with your search.
King Anderson: You don’t have to worry yourself about that. I alre-ady told the servants to put up driver vacancies.
Princess Madeline: Hmm, That’s better.
King Anderson: Have you had lunch yet?
Princess Madeline: I’m about to.
King Anderson: Okay sweetheart.
(Later)
Princess Madeline: Katrina!
Maid 1: Yes my princess?
Princess Madeline: Tell the cook to make me pudding. I want it thick. Hurry up. I’m starving
Maid 1: Yes my princess.
(In the kitchen)
Maid 1: Gladys. That spoiled br@t said you should make her pudding and it should be extra thick.
Cook: (confused) Who?
Maid 1: Who else if not that stupid princess?
Cook: (laughs) Ohhhh…
Maid 1: (infuriated) I wonder why Princess Madeline acts like she owns the world.
Cook: You better be quiet before she overhears you or else we’ll both be in trouble.
Maid 1: Ugh. You’re just being a scaredy cat.
What’s the worse thing that br@t can do?
Cook: Oh really? Keep talking bad about her and let someone hear and report you then you’ll know what the worst thing she can do is.
Maid 1: I hate her so much. I wish she even died along her mother as she was giving birth to her.
Cook: (warningly) Katrina! The walls have ears.
Maid 1: (hisses) I know, I know….
Cook: Good. plea-se pas-s me the pot.
Maid 1: (scornfully) Why?
Cook: Because I’ll be nee-ding it to cook.
Maid 1: And why?
Cook: Ugh. You have serious issues.
(Gladys goes to take the pot)
Cook: I wonder if it would have killed you to pas-s me the pot.
Maid 1: Whatever. Anyways, We’ll talk later.
(Winterhaven)
(Solange’s house)
Mrs Marshall: Solange!
Solange: (excitedly) Veronica!
(Solange embr@ces her)
Solange: Wow, It’s good to see you again sis. I’ve missed you so much
Mrs Marshall: Me too.
(br@den enters the house)
Solange: br@den! Look how tall you’ve grown. You weren’t like this the last time I saw you…
br@den: (smiles) Aunt, You last saw me eight years ago.
Solange: (laughs) Well that explains it. Come on in!
(They enter her house)
Solange: To what do I owe this visit?
Mrs Marshall: Solange….(hesitates) Will and I are divorced.
Solange: Oh my God, When?
Mrs Marshall: Few days ago.
Solange: What happened? Why did you both split up?
Mrs Marshall: Ever since we got married, I pay the bills, buy the groceries, do everything…He has never contributed a penny in this marriage till d@t£. All he does smoke and drink, I’m tired!
Solange: Awwnn, That’s too bad.
Mrs Marshall: So I c@m£ to ask you if I can be staying with you for the meantime?
Solange: Don’t worry, You’re always welcomed in my home.
Mrs Marshall: (hvgs her) Thank you very much.
Solange: You’re welcome. So where are your belongings?
Mrs Marshall: They’re in the car. (To br@den) Go and get them.
br@den: Ok Mom.
(br@den leaves the house)
Solange: By the way, Where is Bella?
Mrs Marshall: (sighs) She stayed back with him.
Solange: And you allowed her?
Mrs Marshall: I couldn’t have f0rç£d her to come with me.
Solange: Hmm….I just hope she made the right decision.
To be CONTINUED