Less Soap, More Blood
by
                       Joseph Arnone
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FADE IN
EXT. PARK PIER - DAY
GREGORY casually stands on the edge of the pier and casts his
line into the pond. As he patiently waits for a bite, distant
footsteps can be heard behind him.
                    ROMA
               (enraged)
          Hey! Fucker!
Gregory turns around. Surprised to see Roma, he quickly reels
in his line and lays down his fishing rod.
                    GREGORY
               (surprised)
          Roma! How are you, dear?
                    ROMA
          Don't give me that bullshit! Your text
          said you were having a meeting in your
          office!
               (beat)
          And yet, here you are!
Roma gestures towards Gregory’s fishing gear.
                    GREGORY
          Okay, fine. Sometimes I come out here
          to destress after working too much.
                    ROMA
          Sounds like a good problem to have,
          Greg! I, on the other hand, need to
          work or I'm going to explode out of my
          mind. I'm sick of these three-word
          lines at these horrible auditions. Am
          I not good enough for a full sentence
          anymore?!
                    GREGORY
               (pause)
          ...Obviously, you're upset.
                    ROMA
          Upset!! I'm angry! We've been working
          together for two years, and all you
          send me out on are soap commercials.
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                                                            2.
                   GREGORY
         Well, to be honest...if you can just
         calm down and give me a second, I
         might have a new job for you.
                    ROMA
              (calming)
         A new job?
                   GREGORY
              (nervous)
         It may not be exactly what you wish to
         hear right this instant, but your ears
         must have been ringing---
                   ROMA
         Just spit it out.
                   GREGORY
         Well...I received a call today...and,
         as it turns out...there's a director
         who wants to cast you in something
         but, before you get crazy, let me just
         say it's a wonderful opportunity, he's
         a good director, his short film just
         got into Sundance.
                   ROMA
         Greg. I will literally feed your
         testicles to the ducks in this pond if
         you don’t tell me what it’s for…RIGHT
         NOW!
                   GREGORY
         ...It's for a soap commercial.
                   ROMA
              (simmering)
         A what?
                   GREGORY
              (clears his throat)
         A soap commercial.
Roma stares at Gregory with a menacing smile on her face.
                   GREGORY
         Roma, look. Let me put this into
         perspective for---
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                                                          3.
                   ROMA
         Gregory, can I ask you a question?
                      GREGORY
         Sure.
                   ROMA
         Is my work as an actress going to
         consist of being a soap star?
As Roma speaks, Gregory grabs his fishing gear and walks past
Roma, heading towards the nearest bench as Roma follows
behind still talking.
                   ROMA
         I have five different soap brands
         sending me free boxes of their
         products to my home each month. I have
         enough soap to cleanse all of Detroit
         for an entire year. And trust me, I’d
         be doing those unsanitary bastards a
         favor!
                   GREGORY
         I know, I know, but if you take this
         gig, it will be good for you.
                   ROMA
         It will be good for you! I'm making
         you money and you're causing my career
         to spiral downward faster than a
         Boeing seven thirty-seven! What the
         hell did I do ten years of theatre
         for?! I played Lady Macbeth! I killed
         myself over that role! Those lines
         still penetrate my brain...''blood on
         my hands!'' I can't take this
         degrading industry anymore. I need
         something I can sink my fangs into. I
         am hungry and I need to eat a giant
         piece of fat meat right here and-
Roma imitates eating meat in the air.
                   ROMA
              (cont'd)
         Like that! I want to work on a role
         that will actually show what I'm
         capable of giving to this sucked out
         humanity. Less soap, more blood!
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                                                           4.
Gregory places his fishing gear on the bench and takes a
seat, looking up at Roma.
                   GREGORY
         I don't have to tell you that you've
         picked a tough industry.
                   ROMA
         _____________
         It picked me!
                    GREGORY
         Exactly. It picked you. Listen, if you
         succeed in your role, you’re
         guaranteed to get more substantial
         castings. Diversity, equity, and
         inclusion are the foundation of the
         American entertainment industry! And
         there is no chance of it ever being
         dissolved.
Roma stares at Gregory again, unsure of his bold statement.
                   ROMA
         Can't you find me work in an arthouse
         film?
                   GREGORY
         That's not really my wheelhouse.
Roma gives Gregory a nasty look.
                   GREGORY
         But…I will try. I'm sure I can find
         you something.
                   ROMA
         You better. The inside of my home
         looks like a damn Bath and Body Works
         store.
                   GREGORY
         Roma? I have to ask you this because
         they need to know today. Will you do
         this commercial?
                   ROMA
         Where are they shooting?
                   GREGORY
         Tokyo, Japan.
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                                                          5.
                   ROMA
         Really? That’s new.
                   GREGORY
         It's going to be shot like a movie
         instead of a regular soap commercial.
         I’ll send you the script.
Gregory pulls out his phone and messages the script to Roma.
Roma then pulls out her phone to open the file and reads.
                   ROMA
              (reading aloud)
         She pulls out gun and screams, "You
         will never take my fragrance!" BOOM,
         BOOM, BOOM! She fires three rounds
         into the Bacteria Critters.
Roma looks at Gregory.
                   ROMA
         What are Bacteria Critters?
                   GREGORY
         Soap killing creatures.
Gregory stands up from the bench and clears his throat.
                   GREGORY
         You are the heroine defending the
         soaps right to keep us clean. Like,
         Batman, except for soap.
              (beat)
         They plan on doing a series, an
         ongoing commercial series of this and
         you've been chosen for the lead.
                   ROMA
         Sounds different.
                   GREGORY
         Less soap, more blood...right?
                      ROMA
         ...Okay.
                   GREGORY
         You’ll do it?
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                                                             6.
                   ROMA
         ...Yes, since I know I'm needed,
         Gregory.
                   GREGORY
         I'll call them this instant.
                      ROMA
         But, Greg.
                      GREGORY
         Yes, Roma?
                   ROMA
              (menacing)
         If I find out you lied to me about ANY
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         of this… I will take every single bar
         and bottle of soap I have and dump it
         into this pond…along with your dead
         body. It's gonna look like the Boston
         Soap Party up in here.
                   GREGORY
              (nervous)
         Please tell me you’re joking…
                   ROMA
              (menacing)
         And they’ll never know it was me…
         Because my hands will be clean.
Roma walks away laughing leaving Gregory frightened and
speechless.
                                                   CUT TO BLACK.
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