“Are you sure this is gonna work?”

[The field of view catches the lights and sign of Orlando Regional Medical Center, the Emergency Entrance, and a pair of men that would unlikely ever be seen together. One of the men, a white male, full facial beard, and a haircut that matches the shagginess of the man beard stands back with his arms crossed and the other a black male with gold teeth, a simple black skull cap covers his hair, and a bag of gummy bears in one hand. ]

[This fairly odd couple would be the tag team of Curtis Penn and Tyson Burke, a team that was formed by the man that is laying in a hospital bed only a football field behind them. The man that Heidi Christenson put in that very hospital only earlier that night, Mike Sloan he paired these two men together. One brash and outspoken with a nose for the kill and the other a silent workhorse, Mike knew that those two would learn from one another and make a very formidable team.]

[Tyson shoves a gummy bear into his mouth and stashes it in the corner of his cheek.]

Burke:
I know what I’m doin’. Ipad means instant streaming on YouTube.

[Internet thug?]

Penn:
Oh… well when’s this thing gonna start recording?

[Tyson tosses another gummy into his mouth and just points at the Ipad and motioning that it has already begun.]

Penn:
Right now we are standing outside of Orlando Regional Medical Center waiting on some word from the doctors about Mike.

[He thumbs behind him at the hospital.]

Burke:
Pretty much we in da dark.

Penn:
They said soonish we’d know something…

Burke:
That was like a few hours ago an’ shit.  Nigga gettin’ hungry an’ I ain’t eatin’ dat hospital food, dat shit’ll kill ya.

[Penn bites down on his lower lip trying to push back some emotion. Rage? Fury? Disgust?]

Penn:
Heidi when I find you…when I wrap my hands around your throat…

[Burke lays his wide hand on the chest of Curtis Penn.]

Burke:
Bitch ya fucked. If my boi gets his hands on ya before I do, ya done.

[Emphasis on bitch if you would. ]

Burke:
Ya thought ya had issues before…

[Burke scoffs and then slaps the fuming Curtis Penn on the shoulder.]

Penn:
Heidi your fucked … no no I’m not gunning for your knee and I’m not gunning for your career. Oh no, I’m going to take you to the edge of pain and agony and bring you back just so I can inflict more.  

Burke:
Ta put dis inta English fa ya Untouchables ya should have put a muzzle on dat bitch now she got ya’ll involved in some shit ya’ll didn’t want.  Ya’ll besta bring out ya big guns cause I’m brinin’ a fuckin’ tank ta dis party!

[Penn breaks in with a “what the fuck” expression lined across his face.]

Penn:
I would interpret but … I dunno what he said.

[He glances over at his gummy bear eating partner and shakes his head.]

Penn:
Heidi,Jeffro,Kai, and Ronnie ya’ll call yourselves The Untouchables, huh? We’re gonna put that to a test.

[Pause.]

Penn:
Soon.

[What should have been a very completed video from Burke and Penn does not end with one word from Curtis Penn, instead Burke steps forward for his shining moment.]

Burke:
Ya’ll bitches is gonna get got!

[Curtis gives a surprised look as he pulls his Iphone from his pocket and noticing that the call is from another person from inside of the hospital.  He slaps Tyson on the arm as some information is being relayed to him.]

Penn:
Shut that thing off, we’re needed inside.

[To big black hands cover the Ipad as the scene cuts.]

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