You are doomed to make choices. This is life's greatest paradox.

Wayne Dyer

Tuesday, September 18th 9:45 AM Rose is sitting at her vanity table in the makeup chair as the makeup artist is preparing her face to become the Fabulous Chi-Chi. The makeup artist is a hipster Caucasian woman. Rose looks very excited as her stage makeup is being put on her face. Rose says, How are you this mornin? The artist looks at Rose with a blank stare and Rose says, Hello? Are you not allowed to talk to me? The artist says, Youre talkin ta me? Rose darts her eyes left to right in confusion as she says, Yeah. The artist says, Oh, I am sorry, I am use ta the other person sittin in this chair not speakin ta me. Rose says, Oh. The artist says, Yeah, she was a bitch. Rose says, Who? The artist says, The chick before you. I think her name was Lola.

Rose says, She died right? The artist says, Yeah. She was a real cunt. I hated her guts. Rose says, Hey, have some respect though. The artist says, What? I am an Atheist; I could give two shits bout life and death, heaven and hell. Its all the same ta me. Rose says, Oh. So what happened to her? No one wont tell me what happened. The artist says, You didnt hear it from me but Jay forced her to snort some bad shit and the bad shit killed her. But you didnt hear that from me. Rose says, Oh. The artist says, That coke lifestyle is dead, I only pop pills. The artist phone rings and she looks at her phone and then excuses herself by saying, I need to take this. Hang tight. Rose stares at her reflection in the mirror in front of her with a somber look on her face. 8:31 PM Rose is at the bar at a crowded club with a drink in front of her and an open seat next to her with a half full glass at the empty seat. Rose goes to sip her drink as a tall, handsome, dark AfricanBritish man approaches the bar, standing in the spot of the empty seat next to Rose. Hey! Its Heavens favorite, Trevor E. Bigglesworth. Rose looks over to Trevor and says, Excuse me! Excuse me! My friend is sittin there. Trevor smile in a charming way and then says, Oi, is that a fact? Rose says, UmYes it is. Trevor says, Ahm jus gonna be sec, luv. Rose says, Oh. Okay. The female bartender comes to Trevor and says, Eames! Grey Goose and Tonic? Trevor says, Why thank you, luv. Rose looks at Trevor out of the corner of her eyes as Trevor glances over at Rose. Trevor smirks and then says, Ello, my dear, Trevor Eames Bigglesworth.

Rose turns to Trevor to say, Ya talkin to me? Trevor smiles while saying, Ah would like ta think so. What type o bloke are ya out wit ta leave ya at the bozzer alone? Rose says, Hes in the bathroom. He should be back any minute now. Trevor says, If Ah was im ya woulda been in the loo wit me. Rose says, I am sorry, I am not in to golden showers or anything youre sellin. Trevor says, Who said Ah was floggin anything? Ah am tryin ta buy sum time, hopefully ya time. Ah would luv ta know ya name, beautiful. Rose says, Rose. You sound British. What brings you to L.A? Trevor says, Beautiful name for such beautiful creature. That Ah am British and Ahm ere fo a milk run. Well, it would be bullock if Ah jus left ya ere sittin mindy. What Ah tryin ta say is Ah am gonna give ya my card right now. Trevor hands Rose his business card with a smile on his face. Rose takes his business card. She looks at his card and then says, Export Specialist? Trevor says, Ah export soul off of Earth. Ah keep eaven busy. Rose nervously smirks while Trevor is saying, Tis is what ya gonna do, ya gonna give me a call when ya ready for a proper outin wit a true gentleman. Now Ahm gonna grab my drink and leave ya ta ya invisible bloke. Trevor grabs his drink off of the bar and then says, Cheers. He walks away as soon as he leaves the bar area C.J. appears from out of the crowd. C.J. looks at Rose and then says, Sorry for the wait. The line was crazy for the bathroom. Did anybody bother you? Rose smiles as shes putting Trevors business card into her purse and then says, Not really. Just sittin her enjoyin my drink. C.J. says, Good. Another one? Rose says, Sure, why not.

Wednesday, September 19th 10:56 AM Poof and Charlie are walking down the backstage hallway next to one another. Both are heading toward the stage to begin filming. Poof says to Charlie, How is rehab? Charlie says, Detoxin is hell! I feel like that shit is gonna kill me but I need it. Poof says, Thats what I like to hear but on some real shit, are you telling me the truth or bullshitting me, yo? Charlie seriously stares into Poofs eyes as hes saying, Son, I killed Lola Poof interrupts by saying, No you didnt! Charlie says, Listen man, I love how ya by my side but lets be for real, I put that gun to her head. Poof and Charlie stop to stand in the middle of the hallway. Poof says to Charlie, So youre going to wear this guilt forever? Charlie says, I dont know. I just know after killin Lola and Chris almost killed me I need to change my life. I cant live like this at deaths doorstep. I aint gonna lie to you and tell you I dont want a taste but every time I wanna sneak away and find a hit I see Lola dyin on my bathroom floor. My fuckin bathroom floor, yo. Her life didnt amount to bein a fuckin junkie. She actually loved Chris and wanted a future with him. She was a beautiful human being and I destroyed that. So in a way he has a right for wantin to kill me. With that bein said, my best friend hates me and my good friend died at my hands. And you, the way you look at me Poof says, I dont look at you anyw Charlie says, Dont fuckin bullshit me! Dont ya try to bullshit a fuckin bullshittin junkie. I see the look of pity at times regret in ya eyes whenever you look at me. I feel like you wanted me to die over Lola. Poof says, I didnt say that! Really man chill! Charlie says, Ya dont have to say it. I can feel it in the air from you down to the interns. If I dont get better who am I gonna kill next? This wasnt the plan for my life, man, but I am here now. All I can do now is just try to stay alive cuz life is already killin me with each second that passes. So I am not mad at ya cus ya dont believe me. All I can do is try to win yall trust back. Thats it.

Charlie walks away from Poof with sadness in his body language as Poof stands in place looking on at Charlie walking away. 6:32 PM Robert is leaving the studio, walking towards his car as a tall, chubby, grey hair, smooth face, older African-American man approaches him in the parking lot by saying, Robert Kane? Robert looks over at the man as his right hand is on the cars door handle. Robert says, Yes. Whos askin? The man says, Good evening, sir, I am Eli C. Briar. Robert says, Oh my god! I love your work! Oh my God! It is really you! I love Tales from the Insurance Man! Classic! Oh my God! My wife wont believe youre here in front of me! Let me call her! Eli says, Mr. Kane, please calm down. Robert says, I am sorry, Mr. Briar. OMG! Thats what my kids say BTW. But what can I do for you? Eli says, Well, I am working on a new novel, more like a documentary and your name was one of the names that came up in the report for the sightings during the invasion. Robert says, The sightings of what? Cause those things were real, not a sighting at all. Eli says, No sir, not the sightings of the invaders. The sighting of him. Robert says, The blurry speed of light? Oh my God! I owe that man my life! He saved my life from those things. Do you know who he is? Eli says, No but I am trying to find out what he is at least. He saved the entire planet from the brink of a hostile invasion. I am traveling the world to interview people who came in contact with the man of blurry lights. Robert says, I would love to give you all that I remember of that day. Hungry? Eli says, A little. I can go for a sneak. Robert says, Great! Hop in! Dinner on me, Mr. Briar. Eli says, You dont have to. Robert says, Please. Its my pleasure.

As the two men are getting into Roberts car, Robert says to Eli, What are you namin this book anyway? Eli smirks and then says, This might sound kind of hokey but The Blitz, The Eight Wonder of Earth. Friday, September 21st 8:00 AM Rose is walking toward the main entrance of the studio thats surrounded by protestors holding banning Minstrel signs. As Rose is approaching the protestors, she mumbles to herself, What the fuck? It is too early for this shit. As she works her way through the shouting crowd of protestors a beautiful, short black hair Latin woman grabs Roses right arm only to startled Rose. Rose releases a small yell as the smiling face from the crowd says, ROSE! Rose looks over to the woman with a surprised look on her face and gives the woman a big hug and yells out, Lisabeth! OMG! Lisabeth says, What are you doin here? Rose smiles and then says, Its a long story, girl. We need to catch up. Are you free tonight? Lisabeth says, Yeah. Do you still got the same number? Rose says, Yeah. Call me now so I can lock your number in. I have to get to work but I will tell you more later, Mami. With a confused look on her face, Lisabeth says, Uh okay but I hope youre not goin into that studio? Rose smile slowly disappears to only be replaced by an unsure look on her face. She says, Yeah. I work here. Lisabeth says, Hm. Yeah we really need to talk then. Hit me up later fo sure. Rose walks into the studio entrance as she looks over her shoulders and calmly says, Yeah. Sure.

6:32 PM Lisabeth is sitting at a table in a restaurant as Rose rushes to the table where Lisabeth is sitting. Rose says, I am so sorry, Lisabeth, filmin ran over its six oclock mark. Lisabeth is staring at Rose with a serious look on her face as she follows Rose with her eye every where she moves. Rose nervously sits down as she says, So hey! I see youre in Hollywood livin your dream. Right? Lisabeth says, Why were you goin into that studio? Rose says, UmmI work there. Lisabeth says, Doin what exactly? Rose says, Girl, I didnt come here to be grilled, I thought we were catahin up on whats new. Yknow? Lisabeth says, What do you do there, Rose! Rose says, I am an actress on the show. Lisabeth says, What the fuck, Rose?! Are you the Latin Minstrel?! Rose says, Whaaaat?! Whats wrong with that?! You came to Hollywood to act. Lisabeth says, Yes! In search of good roles! I stopped actin cuz people kept puttin me into stereotype roles. Rose says, This is my first gig, LB. You know this was always my dream, yo! Lisabeth says, What are you willin to do to achieve that dream? So doin this Tio Tomas role is livin the dream? Rose says, Whoa! When did it come to that?! Why it gotta be like that?! Lisabeth says, Cuz people like you set us minorities, better yet, us proud Latino back with your Tio Tomas ways. We have come so far Rose yells, Comin so far means my momma washin someones shitty fuckin toilet to keep me into hair school! Cuz she cant afford to send me to a real fuckin school! Yknow how it was growin up around the way. We shared the same clothes, Lisabeth! I am tellin you this might be my big break and you wanna judge me?!

Lisabeth says, I am not judgin you. I pitty you, Rose. Rose stands up from the table and digs into her purse only to throw a handful of twenties, fifties, and hundreds into Lisabeths face as Lisabeth still is sitting down at the table. Rose is enraged as she says, Fuck you! Take this! This what it looks like to finally have something! I am not goin back to bein poor! Fuck that! I thought you was my friend?! Lisabeth stares into Roses eyes with a cold stare while saying, I was Rose Maria Vasquezs friend. I am no friend of a fuckin Tio Tomas. I hope they paid a lot for ya fuckin soul. Roses face flinches in anger as she stares back at Lisabeth. Rose smirks and then says, Good bye, Lisabeth. Rose approaches the waiter to say, Whatever shes havin is on me. She has the money and your tip. Rose exits the restaurant as Lisabeth still sits at the table watching her old friend leave her life. Sunday, September 23rd 10:29 AM Rose and her mother are sitting across from one another at their kitchen table, eating. Rose looks around the room as she chews her food. She then inhales with elements of frustration in her sigh. Rose looks over at her mother to say, Mami, puedo hacerte una pregunta? Ms. Vasquez says, "Por supuesto beb." Rose says, "Crees que estoy haciendo lo correcto al tomar este trabajo?" Ms. Vasquez says, "Qu quieres decir?" Rose says, "Al igual que estoy haciendo algo mal o traicionar a mi pueblo?" Ms. Vasquez looks Rose into her eyes with a calming stare as Rose knows what that look means causing her eyes to water. Ms. Vasquez says, "Honestamente, yo personalmente no apruebo este trabajo, pero este es su sueo de ser actriz y lo nico que puedo hacer es apoyar su decisin, porque t eres mi beb." Rose says, "As que debo dejar de fumar?"

Ms. Vasquez says, "Si sale significa que se vuelva a cambiar las sbanas sucias?" Rose says, "S mami." Ms. Vasquez breaks her stare and pause their conversation for a moment. With an intense stare into Roses eyes, Ms. Vasquez says, "Mantener el trabajo porque no vamos a volver a ser un ama de llaves. He trabajado demasiado duro y demasiado largo para conseguir esta tomadura de pelo de la buena vida slo para volver a Nueva York slo para ser pobre otra vez. No lo har, hijo! Haga caso omiso de mis sentimientos y el que es ms y nos apoyan, a su familia. Me entiendes, hijo? " Rose says, "S mami." Ms. Vasquez points at Roses dish and then says, "Coma. Eat. Termine de comer. Tenemos un largo da juntos ya que no he visto en toda la semana." Rose says, "S mami." 11:54 PM Chris is sitting in his living room dialing on his cellular phone. Chris takes a swig out of the bottle of whiskey and then places it onto the table. He puts the cellular phone to his right ear. Before the person on the other line picks up their cellular phone, lets expand this conversation by hearing the person on the other end of this call. A man picks up his cellular phone to say, Hello Chris. Thank you for calling. Chris says, UmHiwho am I speakin with? The man says, You can call me Joe. Chris says, UmHi Joe. Ummmm Joe says, I know why youre calling. Chris says, Is it true? Can you really do that? Joe says, It is. It has been done. Chris says, Are you sure. I dont know what to do anymore. I am honestly losin my mind. Joe says, What if I tell you never had your mind and there has always been another force controlling it. This is an unknown, dark, manipulating force. Chris says, Dude, what the fuck are you talkin about. This is gettin kinda weird.

Joe says, You havent seen weird until you seen it through my eyes, Chris. Chris says, This was a mistake. I am sorry for callin. Joe says, Please reframe from ending this call. What I need from you is twenty thousand dollars; no checks please. Chris says, I dont have that type of money. Joe says, Yes you do and there shouldnt be a price for life. Is there? Chris says, No. Youre right. Ugh! Joe says, Ah, they work pretty quickly now. Chris says, Who? Joe says, You felt that pinching feeling on your brain? It actually felt like a physical pinch. Chris says, Yeah. Why? Joes says, Thats that unknown force trying to stop you from doing what is right. That force is wielding your mind from this decision. Chris says, Ugh! What else do you need from me? Joe says, Faith. Say it. Chris says, Faith? Joe says, No. You know what I am talking about. Say it. Chris says, Ugh! I dont know. Ugh! My head! Joe says, Your faith is stranger than your mind I see. It is like pressure building in your brain. Say it, Christopher. Say it. Chris says, Ugh! I need you to bring her back. I need you toUgh!...bring her back. Joe says, Yes. Come on. Chris says, Ugh! Bring Lola Rodriguez back to life. Bring my true loveUgh!...back from the dead. Ugh! Please! Joe says, Excellent. I feel your faith and this is where her journey back to life begins. I will leave you a note with instruction. We will be in contact soon.

The call ends and Chris eyes rolls to the back of his head as his body goes limp and he then passes out on his couch with his cellular phone in his right hand and in his left is a business card that says, Resurrection Men.