The Hidden Masterpiece -- Maid For Punishment: script

by ~stonespell


Description of setting: Polished gallery full of gleaming, marble statues. The room is pentagonal in shape with full-length mirrors lining each of the five walls. The room appears completely sealed with no visible door when sealed shut, or with one missing wall when opened. Each sculpture is spot lit using recessed lighting. Lindsey, the primary character in statue form, is in a standing, tip-toe pose with her arms in a graceful sweep, primary weight shifted to the trailing right foot. Her fingers are splayed in classical style with the hint of a tilt evident on her calm, yet rapturous, face. One last detail: she rests on a low, stone pedestal with her full name, Lindsey Roth, etched on the front surface. Within close proximity rests Kelly, reclined on stomach, ankles crossed with feet dangling above her derriere, dancer legs. Her left arm is braced beneath her breasts, palm flat. Her right arm is gesturing in the act of blowing a kiss. The angle of the arms push out amble volume, both from below and from the sides, a seduction posture. Lips are puckered with a smiling curve to the eye and cheek. She rests upon a raised, fluted pedestal. The remaining sculptures can number plenty, yet the original story describes a dozen or so, yet only describes five types of poses specifically: Athletic woman showing a gymnastic leg stretch, Exotic dancer in a slinky, angular pose, Pair of lapping lovers frozen in one arrangement (I envisioned one girl on her knees with the other licking from beneath, lapping from front to back, fingering herself with bent legs and tensely flexed calf muscles), Striking lady hugging her own curves, one arm bent with a hand lingering upon her shoulder, the other held straight, reaching down to rest on her hip, long ribbons of hair frame a face beaming with awe, tilted skyward. These sculptures are laid out in the perimeter of the gallery. (Drake, I'm sorry if this is too specific. I trust you as an artist to breathe your own vision. Helen is a ritual petrifier, so her work will be impeccable, with each artwork featuring the girl's birth name etched onto the pedestal. If you need me to create specific names, I'd be happy to do so. Otherwise, you're welcome to name as many or as few as you wish.)



Story: Scene opens, Interior. A pretty, petite French sophisticate in a flimsy maid outfit (MEREDITH) polishes the Lindsey statue, scanning the room before leaning in to whisper in the statue's stony ear.




MEREDITH:
THERE ARE CAMERAS EVERYWHERE.

We see a buffing feather caressing a pert nipple.

MEREDITH:
I WISH I COULD PLAY, BUT I'M NOT ALLOWED.
I'M BEING PUNISHED…

A gentle stroke of her finger plays across Lindsey's cheek. While stroking her petrified shoulder, Meredith points to reclining statue (KELLY).

MEREDITH:
AND IT'S ALL HER FAULT!

Meredith steps over to put an arm around the neck of Kelly's statue.

MEREDITH (to KELLY):
WHY'D YOU HAVE TO BE SO RECKLESS, SEXY?

Standing between the frozen damsels, we see Meredith look back at where Lindsey stands.

MEREDITH:
IRONICALLY, WE MET IN AN ART GALLERY DOWNTOWN…



Scene: Standard gallery in run down converted factory setting. Oddball paintings line the walls, as does one intriguing dancing statue in the distance. Kelly features all physical attributes as statue model; her hair is streaked with bright red, and she tends to dress classy with trappings of sultriness. Meredith looks the vision of business sheik in a tailored pantsuit.


MEREDITH (VO):
WE CONNECTED RIGHT AWAY AND FELT AN IMMEDIATE ATTRACTION.
SMALL TALK TURNED INTO SULTRY WHISPERS UNTIL…


Scene: Typical bed, a flash of them buck-naked in the throes of intimate and intense adoration.


MEREDITH (VO):
…WELL, LET'S SAY WE LIT A CHEERY BONFIRE.




Scene: Office interior. Sleek and contemporary in style, this would be mostly utilitarian but with an emphasis on order. Computers and a bank of video monitors display gaming tables and hallways. A trim executive with a Lilith formality, tight bun, and unblemished power personified (HELEN) shakes hands with Kelly in Meredith's presence.



MEREDITH (VO):
KELLY TOLD ME SHE HIT A STRETCH OF BAD LUCK, SO I HOOKED HER UP WITH AN INTERVIEW WITH MY BOSS, HELEN.
FORTUNA REGAL EMPLOYS HUNDREDS OF PEOPLE.
SURELY SHE COULD FIND SOMETHING FOR KELLY.


We see a subtle wink offered by Helen to Kelly in a side panel.

MEREDITH (VO):
THEY CERTAINLY SEEMED TO GET ALONG LIKE OLD FRIENDS.
HELEN OFFERED HER A JOB AS A COCKTAIL WAITRESS.
IT WAS A START.
MONTHS FLEW BY AS WE EACH EARNED RENT.




Scene: Interior, casino. There are slot machines, lots of tacky carpet with a tight pattern to hide stains, and a cage in the back for currency, riddled with random people and traffic.

Kelly holds a large tray aloft while wearing a skimpy, glittery one-piece. In frame, we can see a guard spying on Kelly over his shoulder. Nearby, we can see a leggy lass with exquisite features.


MEREDITH (VO):
EVERY DAY IN A CASINO WE FIND SOMEBODY TRYING TO PULL A FAST ONE.




Scene: Back to office, similar scene of Kelly, guard and leggy lass appear within a video monitor, Helen can be seen glaring at it. Meredith appears in secretary position nearby.


MEREDITH (VO):
NOBODY'S BETTER AT SPOTTING A CHEAT THAN HELEN.

Casino guard holds a supermodel-type by the underarm in a firm grip.

MEREDITH (VO):
HELEN SPOTTED A PICK-POCKET AND HAD SECURITY SNATCH HER UP.
I NEVER QUESTIONED HER WHEN SHE TOLD ME TO LEAVE.


Final image of Helen scolding foxy woman framed in the doorway.

HELEN:
NOW, WHAT ARE WE GOING TO DO WITH YOU?




Scene: Hallway leading to open elevator door. Fortuitously, Kelly is beaming inside as she dons a sleek black gown. In her hands she holds a wad of cash and a champagne bottle.

KELLY:
GOING DOWN, SEXY?



Scene: Interior, elevator.


MEREDITH:
YOU LOOK PLEASED WITH YOURSELF!

KELLY:
OH, I THINK I'M JUST GETTING STARTED.




Scene: Opulent suite with marble floors and a fireplace. A massive mirror overlooks an inviting bed with plush fabrics. Clothes are flung in piles while Kelly and Meredith are locked in a tender, kissing embrace.


MEREDITH (VO):
THAT'S WHEN EVERYTHING WENT STRAIGHT TO HELL.

Helen barges into room in a rage, anger blazing in her eyes. Meredith scrambles for her clothes, thinking she's been caught sleeping on the job.

MEREDITH (VO):
AS SOON AS I SAW HELEN, I KNEW I'D BEEN CAUGHT SLACKING ON THE JOB.
HOWEVER, HELEN WAS ABSOLUTELY ENRAGED UNLIKE ANYTHING I HAD EVER SEEN BEFORE!


We see Kelly trying to stuff the cash in her purse as Helen approaches the bed.

HELEN:
HOW DARE YOU DO THIS TO ME, KELLY, AND IN MY BED WITH MY OWN SECRETARY!

KELLY:
I DON'T BELONG TO YOU, YOU KNOW.
MY BODY IS MINE TO DO WITH AS I CHOOSE.

Meredith manages to secure her blouse as she cowers on the floor next to the mirror. Helen menaces as she sits in an armchair, huffing face to face with a reclining Kelly, calm and aloof.

KELLY:
BESIDES, WE HAD FUN, DIDN'T WE?

MEREDITH (VO):
IMAGINE MY ANGER AT BEING TWO-TIMED BY MY BOSS AND MY GIRLFRIEND.
YET SOMETHING TOLD ME THERE WAS MORE GOING ON THAN KELLY WAS LETTING ON.


We see Helen pulling a device out a nearby drawer. Kelly continues to play, dangling her feet behind her. Pulling her arms around, she blows a knowing kiss at Helen.

KELLY:
SO KISS ME GOODBYE, BABY!

Helen plunges the button in her hand and everything changes. The mirror opens with a clank, revealing a haunting green glow that envelopes Kelly's curves, highlights of emerald roll over her in an instant, turning her into solid stone! In frame, we can see Helen's crossed left foot also caught within the glow.

As the mirror clamps shut, Helen looks down, shocked, to see her own foot frozen in stone as well up to the ankle, arched as shaped by her glamorous high heeled pumps. We see her remove her shoe, tapping the surface with her finger, producing a dull thump.

MEREDITH (VO):
JUST LIKE THAT, KELLY HAD BEEN TURNED TO STONE!
YET, HELEN DIDN'T GET OUT UNSCATHED.
HER FOOT HAD BEEN PETRIFIED AS WELL.
SO MUCH FOR THE FLAWLESS DRAGONLADY…

Helen teeters as she points an accusatory finger at Meredith, now wide-eyed investigating her darling Kelly trapped in stone.

HELEN:
FOR YOUR PART IN THIS, YOU SHALL BE MY SERVANT.
MY GROWING COLLECTION WILL BE LEFT IN YOUR CARE.
BE GRATEFUL I HAVEN'T DECIDED TO LET YOU SHARE KELLY'S FATE.

MEREDITH (VO):
I COULDN'T BELIEVE WHAT HAD JUST HAPPENED.
FIRST, MY LOVER GETS STONED AFTER CHEATING ON ME.
THEN, MY BOSS MAKES ME HER SLAVE.
HELEN GAVE ME A KEYCARD, TELLING ME TO SEVER ALL TIES WITH MY OUTSIDE LIFE BY NOON THE NEXT DAY TO BEGIN MY NEW LIFE.
EVENTUALLY, HELEN BRAGGED THAT HER VICTIMS WERE STILL ALIVE WHILE TRAPPED FOREVER AS MONUMENTS OF STONE.




Scene: Shop window facing exit to Fortuna Regal Casino, leggy lass is being primped for display--as a mannequin! Meredith gawks as she passes.


MEREDITH (VO):
THAT DAY I LEARNED HOW FORTUNA REGAL HANDLED THE LOVELIEST CHEATS; WE FLAUNTED THEM IN PLAIN SIGHT!
EVERYONE GETS TIME ON DISPLAY AS PUNISHMENT, CANDY FOR WANDER
ING EYES.




Scene: Back in the gallery, Meredith in maid outfit in present day gazing at Lindsey.


MEREDITH:
EVENTUALLY, I THINK YOU'LL LEARN TO ENJOY EVERYONE GAWKING AT YOUR NAKED BODY.

Meredith flows into the familiar pose leggy girl holds in her role as a mannequin, mocking Lindsey in her stasis.

MEREDITH:
YOU WON'T CATCH ME STANDING NEXT TO YOU LIKE A WOODEN DOLL!
YOU CAN'T MOVE A MUSCLE!

Suddenly, one of the mirrors in the wall snaps open to reveal a vivid, green glow, bathing Meredith insidiously where she stands! Her lips purse slightly in her mock pose until she locks permanently into solid marble.

MEREDITH (THOUGHT BUBBLE):
NO! I CAN'T BE A STATUE!

Helen strolls up to Meredith in her frozen state, a snug grin cemented on her doll-like face. At this point, Helen is wearing the knee-high, high-heeled black leather boots that have become her trademark. She begins undressing her, unclasping her top from behind.

HELEN:
LOOSE LIPS GET STIFF, KIDDO!

Helen undoes Meredith's skimpy skirt, sliding it down those halted legs.

HELEN:
TIME TO CALL THE MOVING MEN, AGAIN.
GOOD THING I ALREADY HAD YOUR PEDESTAL CRAFTED…

Once Meredith's prone form is effectively in her underwear, Helen tosses a flippant wave at her new acquisition as she strolls away.

HELEN (TO EVERYONE):
NOW PLAY NICE, MY STONY VIXENS!




Final scene shows the gallery room empty save the dozen marble beauties. We see a ¾ (three-quarter) perspective above with most of them in view. Various thought bubbles (voice-overs) will be perched above:


KELLY:
WAY TO BLAME ME, MER! NOW YOU'RE A STATUE.

LINDSEY:
SO MUCH FOR BEING THE NEW GIRL!

DANCING GIRL:
WAS WONDERING WHEN YOU'D JOIN US! {SIGH} I REMEMBER WHEN THEY FIRST MET

ATHLETIC GIRL:
HELEN TRICKED YOU, BIG TIME, GIRL!

LAPPING LOVER-GIRL:
HMMMPH, MMMPH!

PLEASURED LOVER-GIRL:
MMM, SHE DOES LOOK HOT!

STRIKING LADY:
WOW! SHE'S CUTE, BUT LINDSEY'S STILL MY FAVORITE!

 

Maybe not the end - but a conclusion to the beginning...


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