Ep 11- LIA
Opening shot is an areal view of the diner getting closer
before reaching the inside to reveal an empty diner save for Charlie, Kayla and
the Regulars. All of them are at the far side of the diner gathered around
Mangus as he wildly tells a story of one of his most recent schemes save for
Drew who is happily cleaning the kitchen. His storytelling is very full of
energy as he manoeuvres himself around in big sweeping motions as though
reliving his memories.
MANGUS:
“So, there I was on
that stage, ‘The man with no skin’, a huge crowd of shmucks gawking at me,
throwing money me way. It was great lemme tell ya. But that’s when I notice
that some of these idiots think they can get away with being stingy, not
throwing so much as a penny me way. Now I know that I’m a humble man”-
Everyone rolls their eyes or makes a face at this and Drew
makes his way over to listen intently too.
MANGUS:
- “But I certainly
ain’t no charity son. So that’s when me brilliant mind hatched a plan to get
what I deserve. With the grace of warrior, I reach me arm up and pull off me
head in one fell swoop. That certainly left ‘em speechless let me tell ya, that
is until I let out a mighty roar and they all fainted right then and there. It
was truly a sight to behold. Then I lept off the stage and collected from them
what they owed me, wallets an’ all.”
At this his pulls out a random wallet which opens and 12
family photos fall out to which Charlie and Delano look at in disbelief, though
the latter with less surprise. Rivet falls into a full-bodied chuckle and slaps
the skeleton on the back who then drops the wallet and Drew grabs it, happily
inspecting all the images inside.
CHARLIE:
“Yeeaaah, I believe
that’s called stealing.”
Mangus straightens himself back up after that hearty slap,
as Rivet regains her composure as the laugh begins to simmer out.
MANGUS
“Nah lad, not if it
was me rightful money, if anything they were the ones stealing from me.”
CHARLIE:
“Sureeee…”
Mangus stands up and snatches the wallet back from the
fascinated Zombie
MANGUS:
“But It’s a shame
I’ll never work the circus route again… I need more wallets for all me cash.”
At this Charlie leaves the conversation and walks away to go
check through the cash register.
KAYLA:
“Huh, I was wondering
what you were up to yesterday.”
Mangus opens the wallet in his hands again to take out and
count through his acquired cash, which all happens to be Scottish currency
instead of US dollars.
KAYLA:
“Wait, how come those
aren’t dollars? You couldn’t have exchanged them already.”
MANGUS:
“To be honest, I ain’t
frankly sure, all money I own seems to turn to me homeland’s tender.”
KAYLA:
“Huh… That sounds
like quite a curse, man.”
MANGUS:
“Curse? Nah lass, if
anything it’s a miracle. It makes it all the easier for me to turn all these
horrible green notes of yours into something of actual value.”
In the background Charlie looks over worryingly and takes
out a key and locks the cash register. Just as he finishes that, a bell alerts
everyone to the diner door opening and a man walking in. The stranger is very
tall with bright red hair and a long matching beard, and wearing a long beige
trench coat. Without so much as a glance in the direction of the others he
takes a seat in one of the booths near the door and picks up the menu, blocking
his face from view. Everyone sits in silence for a moment whilst glancing over
at the man, each with a different level of discreteness. The man, although
appearing and acting pretty shady, seems out of place in the diner as he still
appears too normal, too human. The only thing that makes us think overwise is
how at ease he is here and his lack of reaction upon seeing the oddities in the
room. The group starts to converse in hushed tones save for Drew and Mangus who
continue to stare, the former with worry and the latter with narrowed eyes.