[The Jersey Devil Diva]

 Act 1: The Wild life

rou·lette
/ro͞oˈlet/

noun
noun: roulette; plural noun: roulettes

   1.
   a gambling game in which a ball is dropped onto a revolving wheel ( roulette wheel ) with numbered compartments, the players betting on the number at which the ball will come to rest.
   2.
   a tool or machine with a revolving toothed wheel, used in engraving or for making slit-shaped perforations between postage stamps.

verb
verb: roulette; 3rd person present: roulettes; past tense: rouletted; past participle: rouletted; gerund or present participle: rouletting

   1.
   make slit-shaped perforations in (paper, especially sheets of postage stamps).
   "the pages are rouletted next to the binding"

Origin
mid 18th century: from French, diminutive of rouelle ‘wheel,’ from late Latin rotella, diminutive of Latin rota ‘wheel.’




The scene opens on the vast city of LA. The traffic flowed heavily, and moved along the crowded streets. The sun was bright in the sky, and the afternoon was slipping away quickly, and the evening was just hours away. The camera moves over the suburban part of the city, where the mansions sat away from the prying eyes of the public. We soon see the massive manor that loomed over a long stretch of property at the edge of the woods surrounded by a high stone wall. Guards made their rounds, protecting the woman that they worked for. The camera moves into the interior of the office that sat on the second floor, and we see Joanne Canelli sitting behind a giant dark wood desk, staring out the window. A knock at the door causes her to turn the chair around, and she sighs.

Joanne: Come in.

The door opens and there stood a young man dressed in a dark suit. He moves across the floor, as Joanne leans forward.

Joanne: Pauly? What's up?

Pauly: We got a signal from the sensors around the wall. I was wondering if you want me to go and check it out?

Joanne: Have you checked the monitors? Might be just an animal or somethin'. Have Niki take over for you.

Pauly: Are you sure about that boss? I mean Niki's been having problems with his stomach lately.

Joanne sighs, and gets to her feet, grabbing her jacket.

Joanne: You won't be gone long enough for anythin' to really happen. Go ahead and check. Take a few of the others with you and make sure everythin' is secure.

Pauly: Right boss.

Joanne and Pauly head out of the office, and Joanne starts down the stairs to the living room where the guys are. The camera goes back to where we see Joanne, and the guys in the living room playing pool.

Joanne: Did anyone else hear the sensors go off?

Reno: No... Where did they go off at?

Joanne: Around the wall. Not sure why though. There was nothin' on the cameras.

Rude: It could be kids...

Scarpaci: If it is, then they'll get my foot up their ass.

Joanne: Could be... But I doubt it. It could be anythin' really. I mean think about it. We're near the woods after all. It could be the squirrels...

Scarpaci: That's not funny. I finally got rid of those little bastards.

Joanne sighs, as she leans against the table.

Joanne: It was more then likely an animal of some sort. I meant there's cats and dogs around here...

Rude: You're probably right. Are you guys hungry?

Reno: I could eat...

Scarpaci: Yeah me too.

Joanne: I swear to Gawd that's all you do around here...

Reno: We're getting out and checking out the area.

Joanne: Sure you are.

Rude: He's right boss. We're seeing what local gangs are around, and what competition is in the way out here.

Joanne looks surprised and a smile inches across her face.

Joanne: I'm amazed. I didn't think you two listened to me, but it looks like you have. I guess we could make an afternoon of it. Get your coats boys...

They set the pool cues down, and they head for the front door. the afternoon sun was starting to lower in the sky, as they headed to the car that sat in the front of the stairs. They pull off and head off to an unknown location. The city passes them by as Joanne stares out the window.

Joanne: Do you know who I'm facin' this week?

Rude: They said Zuri Justice, and Crystal Hilton for a chance at going for one of the Bombshell Titles.

Joanne: Really? It would be nice to have a piece of gold once again. But I have to get through those two first don't I?

Reno: You can do it boss. You've done it before, and I know you can do it again.

Joanne: Thanks Reno... That means a lot.

She smiles softly and stares out the window watching the massive homes pass them by.

Joanne: *Voice Over* Zuri, I have yet to face you, so I guess now is my chance isn't it? I've seen you in a few matches, and I have to say that you and I are a lot alike. Both raised in families that have their hands in the underworld, and underhanded deals that no one ever sees. That's why I hate the fact that I have to face you, because you and I could be friends, and we could dominate this division, no matter who stood against us... but fate has a funny way of doin' thin's doesn't it? I'm impressed by what I have seen from you, but you have to realize that I've been in this business a long time, and have seen it all. I've walked through the flames of hell, been tossed into a steel cage set a blaze only to have my flesh rendered from my body with each hit. I've walked along the edge of death, and have had surgery after surgery to make sure my face went back to the way it use to be. I've had my arm dislocated, only to come back from the brink of retirement, and pushed myself again into match after match to prove myself to the world once again. You have a few triumphs but nothin' here do you? I do, and have had many titles before this. Zuri do you really think that you're ready to have a shot at the Bombshell Titles at all? I don't. You haven't proven yourself enough yet, and if you really want to get your hands on them, then show me what you can do in the middle of that ring on Sunday night. I'm not goin' to back away from this match... Hell I'm goin' to embrace it. I'm not afraid of pain or blood, considerin' the business I'm in.

Joanne smiles to herself as the city starts to appear before them. Reno sits across from her putting his hands into pockets and sighs.

Joanne: What's wrong?

Reno: I can't find my wallet... Man we have to go back.

Rude: Sure thing man. It's no problem. We got all day right boss?

Joanne: Right. We don't have to be anywhere tonight.

The car soon turns around, and heads back to the house. The gates open slowly and they drive up to the main house and Reno and Rude and Scarpaci step out of the car, and head inside, leaving Joanne alone once again.

Joanne: Zuri, I know that you will try everythin' and anythin' that you can to bring me down, but it won't be enough to stop me from gettin' another shot at either one of those titles that will be on the line at the Pay Per View. No, I will do whatever I have to do to stop you and Crystal. You have yet to stay anythin' so that makes me wonder if you are even takin' this match seriously or not. If you are then you would have at least opened your mouth once like I have heard before, but you've been quiet and that means you are not takin' me seriously and that is a very big mistake. I've beaten guys two times my size, and other Diva's, Bombshell's whatever you want to call them more times then I can count, and walked away with what was rightfully mine. Gold! Zuri you don't frighten me, but when you hear my name spoken you should tremble with fear knowin' that I am not goin' to back down from this match without doin' a lot of damage to someone.

The time passes and Joanne looks at the watch on her wrist. The guys had been gone at least 20 minutes, and she started to worry. She gets out of the car, and heads inside. She walks into what could only be described as a massive mess. The guards moved about the house, as if in search of something. Joanne looks around at the shattered glass on the floor, and the damage that had been caused. She walks into the living room that had been totally destroyed, and Reno, Rude and Scarpaci standing in the middle of it all.

Joanne: WHAT THE FUCK HAPPENED?

Reno: I don't know... When we walked in we found the house in shambles...

Rude: The TV is dead... The pool table is scratched...

Joanne: It looks like someone threw a party in here. Bring me Pauly, or whoever was on the fuckin' cameras when this shit happened. I'll be in my office.

Joanne moves through the broken glass, and damaged walls. The house had just been finished and remodeled to what she wanted, and now she would have to have it all done again. She sighs, and walks up the stairs, seeing that the bottom of the railing had been bent somehow and keeps walking up the stairs, and opens the doors to her office, and steps inside. She sits in the high backed black leather chair, and leans back in the chair.

Joanne: Crystal... I don't even know where to start with you. I've seen you around, and faced you a couple of times I think... I've faced so many people over the last little while and I can't remember who you are. I guess you couldn't have been that impressive... Tell me what have you done since you've been here? Anythin' that I should really look into or should I just chalk it up to the fact that you are not that good, and shouldn't even be in this match? You're a movie star that got a taste of the business, and now you run your own school... So what? If you were that good you should have had titles under you by now if not from here then other companies that you have been in. The few titles that you've had around the world that don't mean shit to me. I have had titles, and I will have another after I beat you and Zuri and move on to the big match at the Pay Per View leavin' you two in the dust.

A knock soon comes to the door, and Joanne looks up, as she sees Reno, Rude, and Scarpaci with Pauly in front of them.

Pauly: Don Canelli I can explain... The back gate was left open and...

Joanne: And what?

Pauly: Something got in the house.

Joanne: What got in the house that could do that much damage Pauly?

He hangs his head and sighs.

Pauly: I can't explain it... I think you should see what the cameras caught.

Joanne gets up from where she sits, and they start down the stairs.

Joanne: *Voice Over* Crystal I still can't figure out why you're even in this match, considerin' that you aren't up to snuff with the rest of the Bombshells. Have you even had a chance to get your hands on a title yet? If not then why bother to try now? You are not even on par with me, and yet you somehow managed to weasel your way into this match. Who are you sleepin' with to get that privilege? Me I earned my way through this company and look where I am now. I've held the Tag Titles and the Roulette Bombshell, you have had nothin', and that is all you will ever have. So if you think you have what it takes to beat me, then come and stand in the middle of that ring on Sunday night and show me what you are willin' to do to win that chance to become one of the best there is.

They soon reach a room filled with screens filled with images from all over the estates grounds. One screen was paused with the scene of a a gate swinging open gently. Pauly starts the video and what they see surprised them. A young doe walked through the gate and into the yard. It grazed on the flowers by the back door that lead into the kitchen, and scampered off when the door opened from one of the guards heading out to make their rounds. It doesn't close all the way, and the deer slowly creeps back toward the stairs and the door slipping inside. The sound of screams and stuff crashing could soon be heard, and then the images of men chasing the deer through the kitchen and into another part of the house, destroying things as it went. A loud smash was soon heard, more then likely from the big screen hitting the floor, and then another smash following it, as the deer crashed through the sliding glass doors. Joanne sighs shaking her head, not believing what she was seeing.

Joanne: A deer? A deer did this much damage?

Reno: They can do a lot of damage... We got off light.

Scarpaci: Yeah sis, it didn't get to far into the house at least.

Joanne: Who left the gate open?

Rude: I think Scarpaci did. I mean he was the one that took out the trash this morning...

Joanne: I see... I want you two to go and call the contractors and get some help cleanin' up. And you...

Joanne smiles and hits Scarpaci square in the face. He goes down like a sack of potato's and hits the floor with a loud thump.

Rude: Hey Scarpaci... Scarpaci, you just got knocked the fuck out!

With that Joanne turns and heads into the living room where everything had been demolished. She sighs as she makes her way through the debris picking up what was left of a priceless vase and setting it aside making her way to the smashed glass doors.

Joanne: Our match is just days away and I cannot wait to step foot into that ring. I mean after all it's goin' to be a match to see which one of us is worthy enough to go after one of the Bombshell Titles right? We all know how this is goin' to end ladies so don't even showin' up, because in the end I will be be the one standin' victorious both of you, with my hand raised high. Once again I will prove that I am better then you and walk away with what I want, leavin' you two with nothin' like the little losers you are. We are the Mafioso and we get paid to kick your ass. See you soon ladies.

Joanne turns from the camera and pulls back the long curtains that hid what was left of the glass doors. She walks through and out into the yard, toward where the tiger was held. The sound of bones crunching could be heard, and Joanne smiled to herself knowing that the deer had the fatal mistake of taking one leap to many. She turns and heads back inside as the scene fades to black.