Ep.2- Paparazzi Blitz
LAUREN
Sunny why weren’t you at work today? (Lauren strides over to living room window)
What are those reporters doing outside? Why is it so dark in here? And what the…
(She looks around astonished)
This place is a mess.
[Sunny, sniffles and turns to her younger sister and best friend.]
SUNNY
Hey guys.
LAUREN
Girl you look like death eating crackers?
[Sunny buckles down under covers. Demi turns on lights and gathers junk off the floor.]
DEMI
Anything interesting happen this weekend, that maybe you forgot to mention?
SUNNY
(Nervous) No, what makes you say that?
[Demi points to front door.]
DEMI
Only the fact that your front yard has a swarm of media heads.
LAUREN
So, what’s going on? (Sunny continues eating and watching TV.)
I know you see me.
(Lauren stands in front of the TV.)
SUNNY
Lauren all I see is your big hoochie mama butt blocking the screen!
LAUREN
Good. Now maybe you’ll answer my question.
Lauren grabs the remote and turns off the TV.
DEMI
I’m sorry Sunny but you are seriously tripping and you’re not taking me down with you. (To Lauren) Check this out
[She hands Lauren the newspaper]
SUNNY
Judas.
DEMI
Yo mama.
SUNNY
My mama is your mama.
DEMI
We don’t know really know that for sure.
[Phone rings, Demi answers assuring Sunny's neighbor that the paparazzi blitz will end soon.]
LAUREN
All this hoopla is about something else Ramone did isn’t it? Between the two of you I don’t miss my daily fix of the young and the ghetto fabulous.
[Sunny peeks from under covers and nods her head.]
SUNNY
Fine, I know you’ll love this. You’re right, he’s been cheating on me. Happy now?
DEMI
Snap. By the looks of things, I bet you found this out this weekend huh? Ramone did the fool huh?
[Lauren does a jiggy dance.]
LAUREN
(Excitedly) Yes!
SUNNY
Please, don’t disguise your joy on my account.
LAUREN
Who’s got joy? Girl I’m ecstatic. His tired behind didn’t deserve you anyway. Since it’s officially over, just say the word girl and I’ll get your things from his crib today.
SUNNY
I don’t want to talk about it.
LAUREN
So cover your ears cause I’m about to sound off. This is the best news I’ve heard all year, besides the fact that I sold that valley ranch home to Davison.
SUNNY
Lauren please! This is my life in shambles. Yes it’s over. But I’m not happy about it. So lay off! I’m going back to sleep. I was having a good dream until you two barged into my home.
[Lauren with attitude.]
LAUREN
First off, we didn’t barge into your home. You gave us keys remember? Secondly, Denzel don’t want you so you and he’s happily married so you can stop wishing on a star.
DEMI
(Takes paper from Lauren and reads)
The celebrity studded North Dallas charity event was stopped short, when running back for the Dallas Steers, Ramone Hardaway was punched in the face by senior publicist Sunny Carlisle of KanDel Media. The feisty spin-doctor was reportedly ushered out of the banquet after what looks to be a heated lover’s quarrel.
[Lauren grabs newspaper.]
LAUREN
No you didn’t? I wish I could’ve seen the look on his face.
DEMI
Page six.
(Lauren faces Demi confused.)
To see that love tap, page six.
[Lauren fumbles through the pages and blurts out a cryptic laugh.]
Ramone got clocked straight to the dome.
(To Sunny)
I didn’t know you had it in you. So this is why the photogs are camped outside your front door.
SUNNY
(Grabs for paper)
Give me that. So I took a little Tae Kwon Do over the years.
[Lauren dances around, keeping the paper out of Lauren's reach.]
LAUREN
Apparently.
SUNNY
You two aren’t going to let me live this down are you?
DEMI
Neither is The Dallas Urban Tribune. Girl it’ll take days, maybe weeks before this dies down.
SUNNY
That’s exactly why I’m not leaving my house until it does. It’s one thing to generate press as a publicist it’s another to be the topic of conversation.
LAUREN
Well you didn’t need him as a boyfriend. Maybe you can lose him as a client too.
SUNNY
That won’t be too hard. KD wasn’t excited about what happened at the charity event. I got fired.
LAUREN
No way. Girl, that job was everything to you and you lost it over that fool.
SUNNY
I don’t know what to do.
DEMI
We’ll figure it out sis.
[Demi sits on sofa and hugs Sunny.]
LAUREN
Of course we will. Cause no one puts baby in the corner.
[Sunny rolls off sofa and paces the floor.]
SUNNY
Lauren don’t you take anything seriously? My life is in shambles.
LAUREN
My bad. I just had my dirty dancing fix on the flight back from Houston. Okay, let me think and do some networking and we’ll figure all this out.
(Stops at hallway mirror)
Man! When I’m looking this good, it’s hard to not pay attention.
(Sunny rolls her eyes and yawns.)
Ooh wee! Girl your breath is straight up kickin’.
(Pulls gum out of her purse and offers it to Sunny])
Chew it up girl, chew it up.
SUNNY
Lauren. If you don’t get your narrow behind out of my way I’m going to drop kick you right where you stand.
LAUREN
Ooh, I’m so scared; Sunny is going to give me a karate kick to the forehead.
(Looks at Sunny’s forlorn expression)
You still love me like a play cousin.
SUNNY
Like my fifth twice removed and don’t go repeating that. I got a rep to protect.
DEMI
Not after that stunt you pulled the other night. I can’t wait to see it on Dallas Nightlife TV.
[Sunny turns off TV, suddenly vulnerable.]
SUNNY
Listen, I know yawl are in a twisted way trying to take my mind off things but I need few days to process everything.
LAUREN
Okay chica, we’ll talk later, Demi are you ready?
[Lauren and Demi say their good byes and squeeze through the front door. Sunny follows them and struggles to close door. She braces her back against it and looks heavenward.]
