Alternate Opening or Flashback to Untitled

Vivian is working for a newspaper. Ace reporter for crime & corruption. She is working on a case about the crime families in New York and Vivian witnesses a meeting in a restaurant that kills four major members of two different families. Petrelli and Vasquez unloaded into Cannonade and Detrickson.

Later the next afternoon.

Vivian walks in with her sunglasses on and coffee in her hand. She stumbles towards the Chief’s office. Meanwhile people are congratulating her on the breaking news story.

Vivian: Chief, I have to quit.

Chief: Viv there you are, Agent Dixon.

Vivian: Agent.

Agent Dixon: I’m assuming you know why I’m here.

Vivian: Sure

Agent Dixon: That’s all you have to say.

Vivian: So far

Agent Dixon: I’m sorry about your father.

Vivian: I doubt that.

Agent Dixon: Do you mind if I ask you a few questions.

Vivian: Go right ahead.

Agent Dixon: When was the last time you spoke to your father?

Vivian: Directly? Five years ago. Indirectly, I got a birthday card on my birthday three months ago.

Agent Dixon: Do you have any idea what that was about?

Vivian: A father sending his daughter a birthday card. I think it’s about courtesy. (he stares at her) No more of an idea than you have agent.

Agent Dixon: We’re looking for a witness.

Vivian: Good luck, gangsters have a knack for covering their tracks.

Agent Dixon: Except for your father.

Vivian: Ah Agent, this wasn’t about that and you know it.

Agent Dixon: What is it then? Come on humor me.

Vivian: This is about power and control.

Agent Dixon: Who’s going to succeed your father?

Vivian: Listen Agent Dixon, I have not been around that shit in over seven years, I have no clue what goes on with my father nor his business anymore.

Agent Dixon: It is a family business, last I heard the it gets passed down to you.

Vivian: I gave up that right.

Agent Dixon: I know you’ve been poking around in New York, and by the story you wrote about the “Roadhouse Massacre” I wouldn’t be surprised if you weren’t there. I would even bet on it.

Vivian: Save your money Agent. I didn’t witness the massacre, my father died, he was my family that is my privilege to know the details.

Agent Dixon: From the way you wrote this, I’m surprised you didn’t have any names of the shooters.

Vivian: Agent, my source did not witness the event, only the mess that was left behind.

Agent Dixon: Who was your source?

Vivian: I can’t reveal that information.

Agent Dixon: If your worried about the hit on your head, the polic …. we can help you.

Vivian: Agent Dixon. I already have a hit on my head, I live with a hit on my head.

Agent Dixon: I can offer you protection.

Vivian: I don’t need protection, I just need to get out of town.

Agent Dixon: Where will you go?

Vivian: Collect my father’s money and go somewhere pretty.

Agent Dixon: So I’ll be seeing you in New York real soon.

Vivian: Only if you’re lucky.

She walks out of the room.

Agent Dixon: I don’t understand, Vivian Cannonade flies to Buffalo New York at 5pm Tuesday night, then flies back to Chicago from Buffalo at 4am. That’s less than 12 hours. Her story was on the press by 5:30am, she beat ever paper in the east through the midwest. Granted it was her father, even his right hand man Donzelli and five other of his goons were murdered and someone else within the family “could” have gotten word to her immediately – but…

Agent 2: Do you think she’ll take over the family?

Dixon: If she does, I don’t think she wants to.

Agent 2: So this chick is Franco Cannonade’s daughter?

Dixon: Only child from his wife who was murdered when she was three

Agent 2: Oh geez.

Dixon: He raised her all alone among this web of corruption and crime.

Agent 2: No wonder she turned into such a great reporter – her writing is so descriptive.

Dixon: Especially this one about the massacre. It’s almost like …

Agent 2: She was there?

Dixon: Well, I was going to say, like a movie.

Agent 2: She had to of been there.

Dixon: I get that feeling too – it’s just, why would she be, and if she was, why wasn’t she killed?

Agent 2: Maybe she was spared or maybe no one knew she was there.

Dixon: Vivian Cannonade is whom I believe to be responsible for most of the convictions made within organized crime in the last three years.

Agent 2: Huh? Like a vigilante.

Dixon: I can’t prove it…. like she said, gangsters cover their tracks. She may not like it, but, she’s a gangster. Born & raised.

Agent 2: So she’s been using her gangster skills to incarcerate other gangsters? What if they killed her father to bring her out so they can kill her?

Dixon: They don’t need to kill her father to bring her out – she’s a journalist.

Agent 2: You’re right. Hmm – a lot to think about. We could be dealing with a sleeper mastermind.

Dixon: Someone whose been waiting seven years for this moment.

Opening to Untitled

Vivian Cannonade lingers in the shadows outside the wharehouse waiting for Dominic Vasquez to leave for the night.

Vivian: Nic

Dominic: Viv

Vivian: Suprised to see me?

Dominic: Well, I can’t see you, but it is surprising to feel the barrel of a gun in my back.

Vivian: Are you trying to be funny Nic?

Dominic: Viv you’ve always had a sense of humor.

Vivian: There’s nothing funny about betrayal.

(fade to black)

Overheard: Dominic Vasquez commonly referred to as “Nic” was found dead in his home last night. He was know as the “Boss” of the lower east side and had his hand in the great massacre of Ridge Way Roadhouse.

Vivian is sitting in the office of her father’s house when Dr. McGovern enters.

Dr. McGovern: Hey Viv

Vivian: Doc! Scotty, get the Doc whatever he wants.

Dr. McGovern gives a nod and Scotty makes him a drink.

Dr. McGovern: Dominic’s all over the news Viv.

Vivian: Yeah, I noticed.

Dr. McGovern: People are gonna start asking questions.

Vivian: Let them ask.

Dr. McGovern: Vivian, I know it wasn’t easy being your father’s child

Vivian: He wanted boys.

Dr. McGovern: I know

(pause) Whatever, I am who I am because of that.

Dr. McGovern: He never asked for his fate.

Vivian: Doc. I know all of this. I know how he got where he was. His fate was decided for him, and like a lost soul he accepted that. My fate’s been decided now, and like my father I accept that.”

Dr. McGovern: Your father was never happy.

Vivian: Doc, forgive me if I seem insulted, but I left this bloody place because I couldn’t watch him any longer do the thing that made him most unhappy. I’m here to make it right. I have chose to do what I despise so I’ll have the freedom to do what my father could not.

Dr. McGovern: Vivian. I think your in over your head honey.

Vivian: Doc, do you really think I’m in over my head, or are you just saying that because I’m a girl and girl’s shouldn’t be doing the kind of things I’m going to be doing?

Dr. McGovern: I – you’re father, we always wanted better for you.

Vivian: You are the one’s that made me who I am. You’re the reason I am capable. If you really wanted better for me, you would’ve made the choice I am making now.

Dr. McGovern: Viv, don’t blame us. We needed the money. Then it got complicated.

Vivian: Doc, if didn’t get complicated, you got greedy. Both of you.

Dr. McGovern: Vivian, turning around all the coruption within a family. . . it’s nearly impossible.

Vivian: Oh it’s possible, although I imagine, very bloody.

Dr. McGovern: Have you got any help?

Vivian: This is my own battle. Don’t you worry about me Doc. You obviously weren’t worried about my father. By the look on your face I think you should spend your time worrying about yourself.

Dr. McGovern: I have power too Viv. Don’t you forget that.

Vivian: No one fears you Doc, otherwise you’d be dead already. – oh! by the way, remember that you came to me.

Dr. McGovern: Huh?

Vivian: Exactly, Scotty please see the Dr. out.

(end scene)