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( THERE WILL BE BLOOD )

TELEVISION STUDIO
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        A hand in front of the camera is counting down. A woman wearing a suit sits in a chair facing the camera. "Business Watch, with our own Gloria Jane."

        "Thanks, Phil. And now we turn our attention to agriculture, where an unlikely personality has now come on to the scene in a major way." Gloria says.

        We see several video camera views of the scene: Gloria facing the camera, Gloria and Dick Roman sitting opposite each other, and Dick facing the camera.

        "Richard Roman, a CEO whose company dominates the defense and aviation sectors, not to mention being a giant in the motivational-speaking world." She says.

        "What can I say, Gloria? I'm a multitasker." Says Dick.

       "Clearly. And now you've recently purchased controlling stock in Sucrocorp – among the world's leading manufacturers in high-fructose corn syrup. It's a pleasure to have you with us, Richard."

       "Please. "Dick." He says.

       "So, tell us, Dick, why the recent fascination with big foods?" Asks Gloria.

        "Well, it's no secret we all love to eat, but now Sucrocorp will focus on eating well."

       "Help me connect the dots. How will pumping sweeteners into our system make us healthier?" Asks Gloria.

        "One word – purity. We're dialing back the additives to deliver the highest quality all-American product you people deserve. America is for go-getters, folks who get off their butts and make it happen." Dick says. "And we need you just as healthy as you can be. Which is why we are diving whole hog into what keeps Americans living longer... and tasting better."

       While Dick speaks, we see: "You do, of course, mean to say the food will be tasting better." Gloria says.

       "That's exactly what I mean."

SUPERNATURAL

        Gloria is looking at the video screens with a producer. "Yeah, very good." She says.

       Dick hands his microphone to an assistant. Susan walks up to him and puts a briefcase on the desk in front of him. "Your 11 a.m. is waiting in the conference room." Susan says.

       "Thank you, Susan." Dick says. "Susan... Are we still looking for a rep in mainstream media?"

       "Yes, we are." Susan says.

       "Wunderbar. Put a replace order on Gloria there."

       "And with the corpse?" Asks Susan.

       "Call Chef Fieri. I feel like barbecue."

OFFICE
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        Edgar is seated at a table opposite someone. Dick enters. "Kevin. Dick. I'm very excited to meet you." He says. Kevin, with his mouth taped shut and his hands tied behind his back, is seated across the table from Edgar. "You nervous? Don't be. I'm your biggest fan." He rips the tape off Kevin's mouth. "I brought you a present." He opens his briefcase and takes out the Word of God. "What's that say, Kev?"

       "I don't know." Kevin says.

       "Cute. Edgar?" Dick says Edgar takes out a knife and walks over to Kevin. He whimpers. "Easy, Edgar. Don't scare the boy." Edgar cuts the binding on Kevin's hands. "You know, I've checked, Kevin. Number one in your class, winner of the Chad Kennedy top young scientist prize – all that on top of being Keeper of the Word. You're a clever young man." He takes a laptop out of his briefcase, opens it and slides it towards Kevin. "I'm confident you'll make the right choice here. But I see this is a negotiation." He takes an envelope out of his briefcase. "Well, I will sweeten... the pot."