INT. STEVEN’S ROOM. DAY.

We open on a young woman, JUNE SILVA (20's) being mic'd up

for a sort of interview. She wears glasses and her hair is
up in a ponytail. She is being mic'd by STEVEN ROMERO
(20's), who also wears glasses. He wears a sort of tool
belt filled with all sorts of filmmaking equipment. He
adjusts the microphone hidden under her collar and walks
behind the camera. He is lost in his work and is a result,
is very short with her.

STEVEN
Say something so I can check the...
The levels.

JUNE
Test. Testo. Testinoooo.

STEVEN
Can you say something real? This
isn't a concert.

JUNE
Don't be ugly, Steven. So hello,
this is June Silva, here with my
loyal chimp-boy Steven...

STEVEN
Fuck you. Keep going.

June notices a large plastic case leaning up against a wall

in the corner.

JUNE
New instrument?

STEVEN
Dad’s new shotgun.

JUNE
Oooh what's he hunting?

STEVEN
Paper targets. We're in Southern
California.
 2.

JUNE
We should play with it.

STEVEN
We shouldn't. We're at twelve.

He checks a small box on his belt hooked up to the

microphone and then moves around to behind the camera,
adjusting the settings.

JUNE
Bobbi said to keep it around...

STEVEN
"Bobbi" She says. Good, great start
to this.

JUNE
Oh my god, get the fuck over it,
Steve. There'll be other Bobbi's.

He stares at her from behind the camera, sternly. He stops

moving. June stares at him almost bewildered. She cracks a
smile and he sighs behind the camera. She laughs at him, he
can't stay mad at her. He rolls his eyes at her.

JUNE
See? What do you need her for? You
have me.

She runs her hands along the curves of her body, making a
big exaggerated moaning sound. Steven laughs.

STEVEN
I like attractive women.

JUNE
(laughing obnoxiously)
You son of a bitch! Wait are you
recording this?

STEVEN
Yeah I... No?

TITLE CARD: TBD

 3.

INT. JUNE'S ROOM. DAY. SLIGHTLY LATER.

June sits in front of the camera once more. She is much

more upright and focused. She clears her throat and begins
to speak.

JUNE
Sex work in the Twenty-tens is so
much more complex than it was when
the oldest profession began. In
fact, it's even more complex than
it was 20 years ago. Nowadays a
model doesn't even have to leave
the comfort and safety of her home
in order to perform her act. I-

STEVEN
Uh woah, wait. You're saying "her"
a lot.

JUNE
(sighing)
Yeah?

STEVEN
Well it's not just a girl's game.

JUNE
I know, Stevie, it's just... It's
such a small thing Steven, can we
keep going?

STEVEN
Yeah.... Yeah ok.

JUNE
In what you're about to see, my
partner Steven and I are going in-
depth to the world of sex work and
how much advancement we've seen in
these last twenty years and even in
the last five, with the
introduction of social media,
followed by models utilizing their
own premium websites, creating
content when they feel like it, at
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 4.

JunE (CONT'D)
their leisure. In the interest of
total transparency, I myself, am a
cam-model, as a side job to support
my film school studies, and I also
work a regular 9-5, so I definitely
have a connection to this material.
I am a human being. Sex workers of
all facets, are human beings.
Humanizing and even normalizing sex
work is important, in this day and
age. You never know who has a
fetish website or is an escort on
the weekends, but you do know they
are human. We have feelings, we go
shopping, we have kids, we go to
school. Normalization in this
industry, and that begins with the
customer, so we'll be talking with
someone who has had some experience
in this field, very soon. Thanks
for watching and keep an eye on
this space for updates. Bye-bye.

She sighs and lets her hair down, rubbing her temples.

STEVEN
(impressed)
Wow. Alright, let's do it for real.

JUNE
(angry)
Are you fucking serious?

She glares at him and then the camera. He begins to snicker

in the background, and she huffs in disbelief.

JUNE
You asshole!

STEVEN
It was good. How about some more
boob?
 5.

JUNE
You're gross.

STEVEN
Sex sells, you said it yourself.
That’s what this is all about.

EXT. UNIVERSITY. DAY.

TIME CARD: DAY ONE

Steven and June walk along the sidewalk to a bench in the

distance where a young woman, MONICA LITTLE (20's) sits.
She sees the camera and instantly turns her face. The two
sit down across from her.

EXT. UNIVERSITY. DAY. A LITTLE LATER

The camera has been set up facing the woman and she has
been mic'd up. She wears a large coat, and heavy makeup.
She is very beautiful. She seems to be very uncomfortable.
A small title appears on the screen reading "'LACEY',
PROSTITUTE".

JUNE
Mmk can you start by saying your
name?

MONICA
M-my real-

STEVEN
Oh no, your... Well your uh..

JUNE
(slightly annoyed)
Your street name, Hun.

MONICA
Oh. My name is Lacey.

JUNE
Mmmhmm and what do you do, Lacey?
 6.

MONICA
I'm a student.

JUNE
What do you do for money, Lacey?

MONICA
I... I turn tricks.

JUNE
(Cold)
You're a prostitute.

MONICA
(defensive)
Yeah. I'm a prostitute. I'm sorry,
are you guys gonna do that face
blur thing?

JUNE
No, that's why we have you using a
fake name and not your real name?

MONICA
Oh but what I'm doing right now is
illegal...?

JUNE
Interviews aren't illegal, sweetie.
They can't bust you for stuff they
can't prove you do. They don't know
where you live, or your site. So
you're fine.

MONICA
Oh... Ok. So you're gonna put this
in like a theater?

STEVEN
The plan is to submit to some
festivals, if things go our way.

MONICA
(lightening up)
I'm gonna be on the big screen?
 7.

STEVEN
(Smiling)
Potentially, yeah.

She smiles, and poses, adjusting herself.

MONICA
(in old Hollywood style)
Make sure you get my good side,
sugar.

She laughs and it eventually fades.

JUNE
(Annoyed)
Let's get started, yeah?

MONICA
(giggles)
Ok.

JUNE
(to Steven)
You rolling?

STEVEN
Picture and audio, yup.

JUNE
Alright.

EXT. UNIVERSITY. DAY. A LITTLE LATER

The camera is now filming in documentary, interview

fashion, focused on Monica. She brushes her hair out of her
face.

JUNE
So when did you first start turning
tricks, how did you get into it?

MONICA
My pimp, uhh... "Greg", recruited
me through a friend. An
"acquaintance". I started as a cam
model and she told me I could get
more money as a street girl. I was
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 8.

MONICA (CONT'D)
having sex on camera anyway, and to
be honest, I like the privacy. Guy
comes up to my room, we fuck and-
oh am I allowed to say...
*whispered* fuck?

STEVEN
Yes.

MONICA
Oh well then yeah, guy comes up, or
girl, or what is it, tranny?

STEVEN
A trans-gender person yeah. Or just
trans uh person.

MONICA
Yeah a trans. I don't discriminate,
everyone gets lonely and... I get
it. I'm taking a human sexuality
class right now and they're saying
that humans are social creatures
and if we don't get human
connection, we could fuckin' die. I
had a pair of Guinea pigs when I
was living in Bakersfield and one
of them died from some condition
and the other one, its partner or
whatever, we took it to the vet to
get it checked out, clean bill of
health. Two days later, drops
fucking dead. Broken heart,
probably. People are like Guinea
pigs I guess. I-

STEVEN
Lacey, how old are you, if you
don't mind me asking?

MONICA
... 21.
 9.

STEVEN
When did you start modeling?

MONICA
Day I turned 18. Met my pimp at 19.

JUNE
(almost laughing)
Greg works fast, doesn't he?

MONICA
Yeah. He does...

Monica remains quiet, waiting for the next question.

JUNE
(faux sincere)
Oh shit... I'm so sorry, but we
have to cut it short today, Steve-o
and I have an appointment I just
remembered about.

STEVEN
Oh I thought that was at-

JUNE
Now. Pack it up.

Steven begins packing away all the equipment, removing the

microphone from Monica's collar. He smiles at her, a
harmless smile.

MONICA
Oh. Well, you have my email, just
let me know.

STEVEN
Absolutely, and really thank you
for your time, Monica. Do you mind?

MONICA
(to June)
He is so cute! A gentleman. You're
in the wrong business, sweety. You
should run a candy shop!

Steven blushes as he continues wrapping cables and stowing

equipment.
 10.

JUNE
(is that jealousy?)
Yeah I suppose.

MONICA
It's actually good we're stopping
now, I can pick my son up early.
We're going for ice cream.

STEVEN
You have a son? What's his name?

MONICA
(defensive)
You gonna put that shit in your
movie?

STEVEN
No no, of course not!

MONICA
(smiling)
Henry. I call him Hank. He's the
reason. He's my whole world,
y'know?

STEVEN
I do...

INT. JUNE'S HOUSE. NIGHT.

June shouts from the other room while Steven edits on a

laptop, sitting on the bed.

JUNE
Stevie that girl was fucking weird!

STEVEN
She’s a kid, what do you expect?

JUNE
I’d expect a prostitute to be a
little more... saavy, no?
 11.

STEVEN
I guess.

June walks in, a lollipop in her mouth, partially

obstructing her speech.

JUNE
Whacha doing?

STEVEN
I'm adding the blur to Lace- Uh
Monica's face. I know we told her
we didn't have to, but it just-

She removes the sucker and sticks on a bedside table and

goes to him.

JUNE
No no no, what are you doing?
Steven, no one is gonna give a fuck
about this piece if they can't
connect to these girls. They need
to see their friend, their
daughter, their neighbor. Steve
this is about normalizing sex work,
not making it anonymous. How do we
expect to sell it if it looks like
the 10 o'clock news?

Steven sighs, giving up. He types commands into his

computer. She lies down in his lap. She pulls out her phone
and films him on the camera.

STEVEN
Stop filming me June, I hate that
shit.

JUNE
Why? I think you look cute.

STEVEN
I'm not. Cut it out.
 12.

JUNE
I've got a filter that can make you
look like a raccoon, wouldn't that
be cute?

STEVEN
You're funny. See these bags under
my eyes? I'm already a raccoon, the
shit you're putting me through.

JUNE
You love me.

STEVEN
What are you gonna do with that?

JUNE
Keep it. So I can remember your
cute little face before someone
ends up ripping it off.

STEVEN
Vivid, thank you.

JUNE
(Under her breath)
And then Monica isn't gonna think
you're so sweet.

STEVEN
(shocked)
Woah, where did that come from?

JUNE
You know Steven, I'd appreciate it
if you didn't flirt with the
fucking prostitute I'm interviewing
right in front of me.

STEVEN
Are... Are you being serious right
now?

She looks as if she could pull his fucking head off. She
then snorts and laughs at him.
 13.

JUNE
Chill out, I'm just fucking around,
I know you can't take your eyes off
of me, Stevie boy.

STEVEN
Maybe I was flirting.

JUNE
(pouty)
Now I'm really jealous!

STEVEN
You started it.

She leans towards his face.

JUNE
You're right.

She kisses him, running her hand through his hair.

EXT. UNIVERSITY. DAY 2

TIME CARD: DAY 2

The camera is set up once again, across from Monica. SHe

wears large, dark, bug-eyed glasses and gloves.

She is very quiet.

STEVEN
Hey Lacey, can I get you to take
off your glasses, please? We're in
the reflection.

She hesitates for a minute, and then removes them,

revealing a large bruise over her left eye.

JUNE
(faux supportive)
Oh Lacey honey, what happened? Did
Greg do this to you?
 14.

MONICA
(on the verge of tears)
When I got home from dropping H...
My kid off, he was waiting at my
house. He lost a girl and wanted me
to work, but I d-didn't get his
phone calls and I just didn't-t
know and I just don't know what to
do!

She breaks down in tears, loudly.

JUNE
(very faux supportive)
Oh sweetie, it's ok it's ok!

Jun sets down her clipboard and comes around the table to
hug her. She motions to Steven to continue rolling. She
caresses Monica and comforts her.

EXT. UNIVERSITY. DAY 2. LATER.

Monica has calmed down and sits alone on her side of the
table once more.

JUNE
You said your pimp "lost a girl"?
Do lots of girls quit or what is
the process when they're... I don't
know, fired?

MONICA
No, this girls fucking dead.

STEVEN
Dead?

JUNE
Steven. What do you mean she's
dead?

MONICA
Like she's fucking dead, like she
isn't fucking alive no more. She
got in the car with some bitch and
then she turned up a couple days
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 15.

MONICA (CONT'D)
ago in the East Cove river missing
her hands and tits.

STEVEN
Jesus fucking Christ.

JUNE
You said it was a woman? How do you
know?

MONICA
Well whoever put in the call to
Greg... Ordered her, whatever, was
a woman. She requested a blonde. So
they put a blonde wig on Candy and
now... Now' she's dead. And G-Greg
doesn't give a fuck! He wants me to
work her corner! How the fuck am I
supposed to do that? I have to look
after Hank!

She realizes she's getting too emotional and having said

her sons name, grows a silent, horrified look on her face.

STEVEN
We'll bleep it out, Lacey.

JUNE
Yeah... Lacey, i have an idea that
could benefit both of us.

INT. STEVEN'S LIVING ROOM. NIGHT.

The camera sits in front of June, as she jots some things

down in a notebook and then types something into a laptop
in her lap. Steven paces around the room.

STEVEN
Fuck no. I'm not doing that, that's
fucked up.

JUNE
(genuine)
Wh- how?
 16.

STEVEN
(stumbling)
It... It has to be wrong! We told
her that she wouldn't get into
trouble because. We weren't filming
her doing anything wrong! But you!
You want to follow her to work and
film her! DOING SOMETHING ILLEGAL!

JUNE
Stevie, look.

STEVEN
She has a kid June! You want to
ruin this girls fucking life
filming her, and what if this
wasn't a one time thing? What if
this wasn't just a dispute between
a John and a girl? We're going to
go out and watch this girl get
killed?! Leave that boy without a
mother! Let him grow up all fucked
up, not knowing who she was? Having
some vague memory of her?

June sees where he's heading with this. He is very upset,

on the verge of tears.

JUNE
Steven... This is different.

STEVEN
How!?

JUNE
We go, we watch her, make sure she
stays safe, and that's all. We'll
keep a distance and she'll be too
far to make out her face, and we
say it's a different girl. Yeah?

He glares at her.
 17.

STEVEN
Junie. June. This is crazy.

JACKIE
Look, we just follow "Lacey" to her
corner, watch her a bit, follow her
to her hotel and make sure she gets
in ok. That's all. And maybe we get
a glimpse of this serial killer.

Steve grimaces at the phrase.

STEVEN
This is fucked up, June.

He still isn't convinced.

JUNE
(angry)
This is real life, Steven! This is
what's going to get us recognized!
You don't know, you can't know the
fucking shit I go through as a
woman in this industry! Don't I get
to make movies, Steven? Don't I get
to have my work be noticed! I...
Once this is all worked out, we'll
go back to the cam girl stuff,
alright? This won't take up even 15
minutes of the film.

Steven softens a bit.

STEVEN
Ten. But I don't like it.

JUNE
You're driving.

STEVEN
Wh- ah fuck.

JUNE
(lighter)
Hey look what I got?
 18.

She pulls out an instant photo. June lays draped across a

bed, tastefully concealing nudity.

STEVEN
A dirty picture?

JUNE
(scoffs)
Merchandise!

STEVEN
For what?

JUNE
My fans. I had bunch of them taken
a while ago. I have like a huge
stack of them in that drawer. Go
ahead, take one. Support your local
artists.

He looks over and scoffs. She gives him an "I'm serious"

look. She shrugs and begins to walk over and she stops him.

JUNE
Oh my god you fucking pervert you
were really gonna take one!

STEVEN
Ye- what? No!

JUNE
(laughing)
Oh man, you're something else!

STEVEN
You're the one that has a literal
stack of nudie pictures in your
drawer!

JUNE
Nudie!? Jeez! Alright get the fuck
out, I gotta go to work. Go, shoo.
 19.

STEVEN
You're gonna make me pay for this
like them?

JUNE
You're a sick little boy Steven.
Girls gotta eat somehow, maybe I
wouldn't charge you if you asked a
girl out to dinner.

He's halfway out the door already, yelling his replies.

STEVEN
I pay for all of our fucking food
anyway, might as well! And I'm not
a boy!

She stands watching him leave.

JUNE
No... No you're not.

She bites her lip then looks at the camera, reaching over
to it.

INT. CAR ADOBE COURT. NIGHT.

TIME CARD: DAY 6

Steven and June sit in their car, Steven in the drivers'

seat and June in the passenger, we see from her
perspective. She looks at him and giggles.

JUNE
Dinner was great, baby.

STEVEN
Ugh, don't call me baby.

JUNE
(faux hurt)
Baby? What's wrong?
 20.

STEVEN
That's what you call them.

JUNE
They are my babies.

STEVEN
You strip for your children? Gross.

JUNE
No stupid, they're almost my
boyfriends. They allow me to take
myself out, buy myself this fancy
new equipment-

STEVEN
That you don't know how to use so
I'm stuck filming all your shit!

JUNE
I can fucking work spy glasses,
Steven.

STEVEN
Oh shit, excuse me. She knows how
to wear glasses and look at shit.

JUNE
They're my babies. Now shut up.
Baby.

STEVEN
It makes me feel small, alright. I
never liked small names. Baby.
Stevie. Kid. Hate that shit. I'm 25
years old and I'm still a kid? Fuck
that.

JUNE
Oh well you want a man's name? I
could call you by your first and
last name. Oh! Mister Steven!
 21.

STEVEN
(laughing, caught off guard)
That's even grosser! You're gross!

JUNE
How about asshole? You like
asshole, asshole?

STEVEN
Assholes fine, I like asshole.

She taps on her glasses.

JUNE
What's the battery life on these?

Steven turns his attention out the front windshield.

STEVEN
Oh shit she's here.

Monica steps out onto the street corner in front of them,

and turns to wave.

JUNE
(through her teeth)
No you stupid-ass don't fucking
wave at us!

SHe finishes her wave and waits. She wears fishnets and a
blonde wig. She carries a small clutch purse with her and a
small, but warm jacket. On her feet, are boots with heels.

She stands there adjusting her wig, when a car drives up,
the window rolls down and she leans into it. She has a
brief exchange with the driver.

STEVEN
What do you think they're talking
about? You'd think all the details
of this would be worked out
beforehand with all the-
 22.

JUNE
Shh. She's taking off her wig.

In the distance, Monica removes her wig. She steps back

from the car.

STEVEN
Something's wrong...

Monica shakes her head "no" and takes a step back, before a
flash emerges from inside the car, and her legs instantly
turn to jello, sending her crashing to the ground.

STEVEN
Jesus fuck!

JUNE
Oh my God.

June stares at Steven. Suddenly his attention turns to the

front and he instantly scrunches down in his seat, laying
it back. June looks at Steven. She giggles a small giggle.

JUNE
Did you see that? She like turned
off! I've never seen that before!

Steven pays the observation no mind, as he talks to her.

STEVEN
June get down!

The sound of a distant car door opening and shutting breaks

the silence.

JUNE
I think she's just going to get the
corpse and leave.

A click is heard from outside and a muffled voice breaks

the silence.

MARGARET
Get the fuck up.

June looks up and sees a figure pointing a gun through the

drivers side window at her and Steven.
 23.

STEVEN
Oh Jesus Christ, June.

JUNE
Do what she says, Steven.

He sits up in his seat, watching her.

MARGARET
Don't look at me. Look forward. Is
that a camera?

JUNE
(shaking)
Yes.

MARGARET
Turn it off.

JUNE
Ok...

She turns off the camera and cradles it in her lap.

MARGARET
Is it off?

JUNE
Yes.

This doesn't satisfy Margaret.

MARGARET
Put it on the floor. Turn the car
on. Unlock the doors.

STEVEN
What are you gonna do?

MARGARET
Shut the fuck up. Get out of the
car. Both of you.

They both exit the car and step out.

 24.

EXT. ADOBE COURT. NIGHT.

They step out of the car, Steven is in tears. Margaret

motions towards Monica's body.

MARGARET
Pick her up and put her in your
car.

STEVEN
Oh Jesus Christ June.

JUNE
Just do it Steven and we'll be
fine.

They walk over to her body and pick her up. Steven motions
to June.

STEVEN
I'll- Ill pick her up.

He picks her up in his arms. He readjusts and her head

rolls over, revealing a bullet wound. He mouth opens and
blood pours out onto the ground, extracting and muffled cry
from Steven. Margaret hocks up a wad spit and spits on
Monica's corpse.

MARGARET
Put the whore in the trunk.

Steven walks to the back and opens the trunk, placing her
body inside.

MARGARET
Get in. You can drive.

JUNE
Where are we going.

MARGARET
You're going to drive around while
I decide what to do with you.

Steven looks at the blood on his hands.

 25.

INT. CAR. NIGHT.

Stevens car drives along the streets. Margaret speaks from

the back. June sits in the passenger seat.

MARGARET
Why were you watching me?

Steven says nothing, staring straight ahead.

JUNE
She... She was our friend.

MARGARET
Friends with a whore? You're funny.
How much did she charge you? Or are
you her owners?

Steven finally speaks but his gaze never leaves the road.

STEVEN
We were... Making a movie.

MARGARET
A film? A porno film?

JUNE
No no no.... Uhhh.. It was a
documentary about sex workers.

MARGARET
(scoffs)
DIsgusting. Sinners, the whole lot.
Doing their mess in the dark, out
of His light. Burning in hell right
now, that's what your friends sin
got her.

STEVEN
She... has... Had a son.

MARGARET
(sincere)
That's a shame. Probably a bastard
child, a product of her whoring.
The Lord will deal with him, yes He
will. The Lord will guide him.
 26.

STEVEN
(quietly)
She had a son.

JUNE
(curious)
So... You've been killing the
prostitutes?

MARGARET
Someone had to do it.

JUNE
What's your name?

Steven looks at her, worried.

STEVEN
June, don't.

MARGARET
Margaret.

JUNE
You don't care that we know your
name?

MARGARET
I live in God's light, I hide from
no man.

JUNE
But you do all your killing at
night.

MARGARET
The cockroaches only emerge in the
dark.

JUNE
Margaret... I have propositions for
you.
 27.

STEVEN
June please don't.

MARGARET
What could you possibly offer me?

JUNE
(sleazy snake oil salesman)
Margaret you know how this world
treats us as women. Men who
don't... Live in His light. I want
to tell stories that inspire and
incite good in humans. You know how
hard it is to make it in this
industry as woman? As a woman of
color?

MARGARET
Where are you going with this?

JUNE
I'm a filmmaker. So is my partner
here. We were filming a movie about
the... Dangers, of letting scum
like Stevens friend roam the
streets, spreading her disease and
seed, poisoning our society.

Margaret's eyes light up and she could almost cry.

MARGARET
Yes, yes! I understand!

JUNE
But I think it would be so much
more.... Provocative and thrilling
if we were to film someone doing
the Lords work!

MARGARET
How do you mean?

STEVEN
Oh Junie...
 28.

MARGARET
You mean like... A documentary
about me? That would bring too much
attention, and I've exhausted my
resources with this "pimp". He's
sure to suspect something is wrong.
I will have to wait for the next
filth prowling the streets. Maybe
we'll stay in touch.

JUNE
What if... What if we didn't have
to wait?

MARGARET
How so?

STEVEN
June! No!

The gun cocks and points at the back of Steven's head.

JUNE
(through her teeth)
Shut the fuck up Steven!

MARGARET
Yes Steven, please, shut the fuck
up.*

JUNE
We have a pretty comprehensive list
of contacts for the film. Sinners.
Cam models, prostitutes, pimps,
escorts. All. Sorts.

MARGARET
Cam models?

JUNE
Like strippers. On the Internet.

Margaret's eyes light up, understanding.

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MARGARET
All in one handy little book.

JUNE
Call it... Supply and demand. You
let us film you... "Cleansing" the
streets, and we will provide you
with unclean souls.

MARGARET
You have yourself a deal. I'll be
in touch. Take me back to my car.
See Steven, cooperation can save
your life. You're doing the Lord's
work.

INT. JUNE'S HOUSE. DAY.

Steven sits on the bed, he looks like shit. He is covered

in Monica's dry blood. The spy glasses rest on a counter,
facing him.

JUNE
Steven-

He shakes his head as soon as she opens her mouth.

STEVEN
No. I'm done. I can't do this with
you anymore June, ok?

JUNE
Steven listen to me-

He stands up.

STEVEN
No June! Monica was shot in the
fucking face tonight! She has a
son! And and her blood is on me!
And you're gonna make a fucking
reality show with her killer! Are
you fucking kidding me!? Do it
alone, I won't say anything to
anyone, I swear to God, but I'm
done with you, June.
 30.

JUNE
Steven... we filmed her.

STEVEN
What?

JUNE
I was wearing the spy glasses.

STEVEN
So?

JUNE
So we have footage of her
committing a murder-

STEVEN
That we set up!

JUNE
And that we were forced, AT
GUNPOINT to assist in.

STEVEN
What are you saying, Junie.

JUNE
That if we play her little game for
a bit, we'll have enough evidence
to send to the police and get her
put away!

STEVEN
That's... God, I don't know... I
mean...

June makes her way around to his back. She senses. He's
not convinced.

JUNE
That's been the plan all along,
Steven. I obviously couldn't relay
that you with a gun to your head.
 31.

STEVEN
But people are still going to
die...

JUNE
But think of how many we'll save.

STEVEN
June, we only had two contacts for
the doc, Monica and the cam model
guy from Wisconsin. We don't know
anyone local. Any local sex
workers, anyway.

JUNE
Don't you worry, I'll take care of
that. I'll make some calls and I'll
dig some up. These are people who
are already crying for help,
Steven. Girls who'll do anything
for money.

STEVEN
How noble of us to send them to the
slaughter.

She begins to rub his back.

JUNE
Steven you can't look at it that
way. They are sinners, you can't
argue with her about that. And
she's gonna get put away for a long
time when we're done.

STEVEN
Alright, well I'm not using my
cameras and shit for this, taint
them.

JUNE
No Steven we need to be firing on
all cylinders with this.
 32.

STEVEN
Why?

JUNE
Because sex sells Steven... But
violence... Oh man violence could
buy me a fucking career.

STEVEN
That's wrong!

JUNE
Who are we to say? We just film the
fucking thing as it happens-

STEVEN
And make money off it.

JUNE
Steven. There are so many lives
made with violence. So many
celebrities. There's four Mansons
for every Kardashian. A dozen
Gacy's for every Hilton. I see an
imbalance. We're just tipping it in
our favor and helping make the
world a better place at the same
time.

STEVEN
I feel sick.

JUNE
And think, when it's all over,
we're gonna have ourselves an
award-winning documentary.
"Directed by June Silva and Steven
Romero." No, "Directed by Steven
Romero and June Silva."

She removes her shirt, still behind him.

STEVEN
I hope you have yourself a reliable
editor...
 33.

JUNE
I do.

SHe turns him around to look at her, and kisses him.

INT. AUDITION ROOM. DAY.

A young, cheery faced girl, CASSIDY (20's) stands in the

middle of a room, a packet of papers in her hands. She is
beautiful, thin, and energetic. June sits behind the
camera, giving direction.

JUNE
So you'll be reading for the part
of Ruby.

CASSIDY
Ok! And is there any notes you have
before I go on?

JUNE
(almost bored)
Right, so she's a young, confident
prostitute, looking to change the
game from within. She doesn't have
a pimp so she's master of her own
destiny! And don't be afraid to
play with it a bit!

CASSIDY
Ok!

JUNE
Slate first, please.

CASSIDY
Oh right. Ahem, Hello I'm Cassidy
Ruben and I'm reading for the part
of Ruby. Ahem. Hey baby, how's it
hanging? It's gonna be $500 for the
whole and trust me baby, I'm worth
a whole lot more than that. You
just be lucky I find you so cute.
I-
 34.

JUNE
Thank you!

Cassidy seems thrown off but remains optimistic.

CASSIDY
No thank you!

JUNEE
I think I've seen all I needed to
here.

CASSIDY
Oh...

JUNEE
You've got the part!

CASSIDY
Holy crap! Are you freakin'
serious?!

JUNE
(faux spiritual)
Yes Cassidy, I love your energy and
I love your vibe and I just think
you're perfect for the role and
think you'd be a wonder to have on
set. I'm going to let my co-
director know right now.

CASSIDY
Oh wow! A-and when does filming
start? Like rehearsals and-

JUNE
Tomorrow night at midnight.

CASSIDY
Oh wow, pretty late...

JUNE
That's just to make the most of the
empty streets, quiet outdoor
shoots. You know, you've been on
shoots before, right?
 35.

CASSIDY
Y-yeah!

JUNE
Perfect! So we're gonna get your
measurements for your costume and
get you out there. You don't have a
problem with wigs, right?

INT. CAR. NIGHT.

Steven sits in the drivers seat yet again, head in his

hands. June speaks to Cassidy, who is dressed as a
prostitute, similar to Monica's attire, blonde wig and all.

CASSIDY
Ok, June, Steven, I'm ready.

JUNE
So this woman is going to be
driving up and picking you up
tonight, ok sweetie?

CASSIDY
Oh oh I get you! Yeah, I'll be
ready.

JUNE
Just walk up the street from back
there and we'll get started.

CASSIDY
Ok! I mean, ok...

She walks away from the car, shaking her hips side to side.

JUNE
(whispering)
Action!

STEVEN
Action?
 36.

JUNE
We're filming a movie Steven, it's
bad luck not to say it.

STEVEN
Bullshit.

Cassidy walks down the street, a little dramatically.

Margaret rolls up and stops on the corner.

JUNE
She's here.

STEVEN
I can't watch.

Cassidy fixes her outfit and walks over to the window,

leaning inside, when another flash goes off, and she
crumples to the ground.

JUNE
Oh man I can't even see Margaret.
Come on let's go, we gotta "help".
We have a few more to go this week.

Steven rubs his face and stares at June coldly.

STEVEN
Junie, where are you finding these
girls?

INT. AUDITION ROOM. ANOTHER DAY.

Another young woman stands in front of the camera, script

in hand.

JUNE
And action!

When the first girl begins the monologue, we cut to several

other women and some men reading the same monologue. As the
monologue begins to wrap up, it cuts to their deaths, in
order of appearance at Margaret hands, in various ways.
 37.

ACTORS
Hey baby, how's it hanging? It's
gonna be $500 for the whole and
trust me baby, I'm worth a whole
lot more than that. You just be
lucky I find you so cute. I know
I'm just a little itty bitty thing,
but honey, I. Will. Rock. Your.
Fucking. World.

INT. CAR. NIGHT.

The various men and women who auditioned for the role, are
executed in various ways on the same street corner as the
others, wearing similar attire as Monica and Cassidy, doing
the same over exaggerated walk. Walking up to the car,
being shot. Sometimes, the car is already there. Once,
Margaret surprises a male actor in drag from behind with a
blade. Margaret kills the final girl and seems to derive a
sick pleasure from it, stabbing the corpse several times.
June looks over to Steven, who looks as if he's about the
vomit.

EXT. UNIVERSITY. DAY.

Steven sits in front of June at a table. He drinks coffee

and his hands shake.

JUNE
Steven. Steven. Babe?

STEVEN
Hmm?

JUNE
I think tonight is the night.

STEVEN
I know tonight is the night. It
ends tonight.

JUNE
We have one more girl on the list,
we'll bring her to your house, call
Margaret there, she feels safe
around us now, and call the police
(MORE)
 38.

JunE (CONT'D)
and say the girl is our friend,
that Margaret tried to break in.
Then we'll give them the footage I
edited.

STEVEN
Why my house, Junie?

JUNE
Because your dad's are out of town.

He groans softly.

STEVEN
And then we're done?

JUNE
And then we're done, baby.

INT. STEVEN'S HOUSE. NIGHT.

Steven sits on the couch nervously. He fidgets. June stares

at him with her glasses on. Steven sits with his hands in
his pockets, moving some sort of object around.

JUNE
What's wrong?

STEVEN
Nothing. Just make sure you don't
incriminate us.

JUNE
We'll fix it in post.

STEVEN
Funny.

Margaret appears in the living room, knife in hand.

MARGARET
I very much prefer this, to the
outside. It's been getting very
chilly out. Oh and the rain, the
Lord heard my prayers. This state
is getting much too dry for my
tastes.
 39.

JUNE
SO Margaret... Why blondes?

MARGARET
(laughs)
Marylin Monroe. Americas favorite
whore. In a day and age when we
need His Light more than ever, we
turn to the Pornographers, the
prostitutes and the whore with the
golden hair. People model their
lives around her, quote her on t-
shirts and stickers. Women like her
need to be stopped.

STEVEN
She wasn't a real blonde.

A doorbell rings and everyone stops.

JUNE
I think that's her.

MARGARET
Who else would it be? It must be
the whore.

Steven stands up to open the door.

JUNE
No, let me. I hired her.

Jackie opens the door to reveal BRENDA COLLINS (20's),

dressed in street clothes. Margaret has disappeared.

BRENDA
Hey hi, I'm here for the table
read! Hello, I'm Brenda.

STEVEN
Table read?

JUNE
Come on in!
 40.

BRENDA
(giggles nervously)
I forgot to ask you for a copy of
the script, I was hoping you'd have
some copies with you guys tonight,
I didn't want to-

STEVEN
Script? June no. No! Brenda look
out!

Margaret stabs her in the back from behind, sucking all the
air from her lungs. She falls into June's arms. June looks
at her confused and then pulls her up and stabs her once
more in the stomach. She falls over, presumably dead.

JUNE
She didn't bleed as much as I
thought she would.

MARGARET
Stab wounds rarely do, it's funny.

June stands hyperventilating, dropping the knife. She looks

over to Steven who is looking something up on his phone. He
laughs a weepy laugh.

JUNE
STeven, what are you doing? Who are
you calling?

STEVEN
(shaky)
I uh... I'm not calling anyone. I'm
looking for your website.

JUNE
What?

STEVEN
Yeah, your... Your cam website. I
noticed you haven't updated it in a
while.
 41.

JUNE
Steven!

MARGARET
Cam? A cam website?

STEVEN
Like a stripper. On the Internet.
Remember?

JUNE
Steven no, please!

STEVEN
Yup, here. Itty bitty candy minx
dot com.

He presents the phone forward.

JUNE
Margaret, it isn't what it looks
like, he's lying you can't even see
what he's showing you!

STEVEN
Is that not good enough? Here...

Steven pulls a stack of pictures from his pocket, and

tosses them in the air towards the two women. Margaret
picks one up.

JUNE
Did you bring those to hurt me?

STEVEN
(crying)
I just wanted you to stop, Junie.

JUNE
Margaret I am so-

She stabs June in the stomach. June grabs onto her and
falls to the ground, staring at Margaret. She lets out a
weak yelp. Margaret stabs her multiple times, until the
whimpering stops. Margaret shudders with excitement. She
sits on June for a minute, catching her breath. She stands
up, not looking away from the body.
 42.

MARGARET
Good work! I'm sure the Lord is
very happy with you, boy! Now,
let's... What are you doing? What
are you DOING!?

Margaret turns to see him pointing a shotgun at her from

across the room. He is crying and wipes the tears from his
eyes with the crook of his arm.

STEVEN
I'm not a boy.

MARGARET
Alright then.

STEVEN
My name is Steven.

MARGARET
Alright Steven. Calm down... This
is not what He wants.

She points upwards in reference to God.

STEVEN
Say you're sorry.

MARGARET
What?

STEVEN
Say you're sorry.

MARGARET
Why?

STEVEN
Because you hurt people. Because
you took Hank's mom away from him.

MARGARET
I'm doing the Lord's work! And He
will protect and reward me for it!
 43.

STEVEN
Please just say you're sorry...

MARGARET
I am not sorry, Steven.

STEVEN
(defeated)
Ok.

He pulls the trigger, shooting her in the face. A whole is

left on the right side of her jaw, bits of jagged flesh
hanging off. It sends her head rolling around on her neck
and then to the ground. Steven sobs and drops the gun. A
weak breathing is heard in the pile of bodies.

STEVEN
B-Brenda?

A loud wheeze is heard. Steven scrambles over, pulling off

his jacket and balling it up. He reaches Brenda and pulls
her out of the mire.

STEVEN
Brenda, honey I need you to tell me
your last name, can you do that? Do
you think you can do that?

BRENDA
C-Collins.

STEVEN
COllins, COllins. Good. Stay right
here and keep pressure, I'm going
to call the police.

He shakily pulls out his phone and pecks out 911 on his
phone.

STEVEN
Yes yes we need help! I- there was
two women who broke into our house!
Yes, one of them stabbed my
girlfriend in the stomach and she's
bleeding a lot, and she stabbed her
back, and I... I shot the- the
(MORE)
 44.

STEVEN (CONT'D)
leader! They're both dead, yes. My-
Steven Romero. Her name? Brenda...
Collins. Ok I won't move her...
Please come soon.

END.