JESTER: What can you teach me?
DAVIDSON: The magic.
JESTER: "The magic"? I'm sorry, the what?
DAVIDSON: Magic. Spells. The craft. You can protect yourself. I don't know who these guys are, but they not here for some coffee, Jester.
JESTER: Well how about you just ask them they're on their way back in now. So what do you suggest we do?
(Tako and Jeice make their way up to Jester's condo, and they don't bother themselves with a pleasant knock as Tako busts through the door with a cool effort.)
TAKO: Alright Jester! I've got other deals to get done so how about we just get this over with. You come with us, I get paid, Jeice gets paid. It's a "win win" situation.
(No response in accordance with Tako's vocal demands streaming through the condo as Davidson and Jester are not in sight. Jeice follows alongside Tako as he looks around the sitting area of Jester's condo. The sitting area glows a golden color.)
TAKO: Hello!
JEICE: We know you're here!
TAKO: ... I think he knows we know he's here. --
JEICE: I was just tryin' to help.
TAKO: Just...
(Tako motions for Jeice to be quiet.)
TAKO: Just come out!
DAVIDSON: WRAP-AR' AMOUR!!
*MAGICAL BINDING ROPE BINDS TAKO AND JEICE'S ARMS AT THEIR SIDES AROUND THE CHEST AREA*
JEICE: What the-- ... the fuck is this!?
(Tako gives a couple of budges, but doesn't seem to bothered by the binds. Rather exasperated. Davidson appears from the kitchen area slowly and quietly. Tako seems quite amused.)
TAKO: I should have know you were more than just an old man.
DAVIDSON: What do ya' want from the boy?
TAKO: Look old man, I'd rather not do this. Tell Jester Buskee to come out and come with us.
DAVIDSON: He goin' nowhere with ya'! Tell me what you want with em'.
TAKO: ... Last chance, old man.
(Davidson gives no response.)
TAKO: ... Alright, have it your way.
(Tako breaks free of Davidson's magical bondage rope with little to no effort. Davidson staggers backward in shock. Tako slowly starts to make his way toward Davidson who stands about 16 feet away from Tako.)
TAKO: You just had to have this the hard way.
JESTER: WAIT!
(They all turn toward a door in the northeast corner of the room in which the light is dim as Jester emerges from the darkness.)
JESTER: Leave the old man! Your business is with me, right? So let's talk about this, eh? Whatever this guy is payin' you, I can pay you more.
(Tako leans back over his right heel, lifts his chin and spreads his chest. Seeming interested in what Jester had to say.)
JEICE: Hey, a little help here, Tako!?
(Jeice's request and presence is ignored.)
TAKO: No offence, but I don't think you could possibly pay me enough.
JESTER: Well if I can't pay you enough now, how about a percentage?
(Tako keeps his chest open and stares at Jester with a straight face.)
JESTER: Everyone here knows how much money I make. I can pay you 3% of each new investment from my investors.
TAKO: ... AHAHAHAHAHAHA! AHAHAHAHA!
JEICE: Aha... aha... AHAHAHAHAHA!
TAKO: 3%? Is this a joke? You're kidding right? JEICE! This guy thinks this is a joke! He thinks this is a game! Well maybe...
(As Tako makes this statement, his expression quickly changes as he turns towards Jester and narrows his chin. His eyes key in on Jester, and then become completely filled with blood. No iris or pupil. Just a bright, bloodshot red.)
TAKO: ... We're not giving you enough of a reason.
(Davidson looks in awe as Tako keys in on Jester. Tako takes two steps towards Jester. But Jester doesn't seem to back down as he now stands with his left hand in his left pants pocket. He turns to his right, down at a small display of dark wine he always leaves out for show and touches the tall dark red bottle seemingly to remain at even with his nerves at this point.)
JESTER: ... Maybe I'm not giving you enough incentive. Take 2% now, before things get ugly.
(Tako seems to back down as his eyes clear. He gives a sly smirk.)
TAKO: You're a tough guy, huh?
JESTER: Oh you're gonna see how tough I am. Threaten me again.
(At this point, Jeice and Davidson stand by idle. Both in a state of helplessness in the altercation.)
TAKO: Look I'd love to do this with you all day, but we really gotta get a move on.
JESTER: Who wants me?
TAKO: Come on, you're a business man; you know damn well I can't reveal that information.
(Jester now gives a smirk.)
JESTER: You're right.
(Jester leans over keeping his chest facing Tako to not take his peripheral sight off of his enemy as he grabs hold of the wine, and begins to poor glasses for all four men in the room.)
JESTER: Let's talk a little more on this. I know you have to get going, but hear me out for just a few minutes, eh?
(Jester moves over to his leathered sitting area with four glasses in hand. He takes a seat and crosses his right foot over his left knee. Tako seemingly quite irritated with the dilemma he has been placed in at this point. Yet he still has a sly smile. He looks over at Davidson, and then back at his partner Jeice who he'd almost forgotten was in the room. He looks back to Davidson and gives a nod in the direction of Jeice. Jester looks over at Davidson as well in accordance with Tako. So Davidson settles to finally drop his magical rope tied around Jeice. Tako moves over to the sitting area now as well and sits across from Jester at an angle to the right. They sit about 10 feet apart. Jeice makes his way over and sits to the right of Tako. About 5 feet from Tako. Davidson makes his way over attentively and only stands between Tako and Jester. About 4-6 feet from both behind another comfort seat. Jester holds the glasses out for Tako and Jeice. Jeice looks over at Tako before getting up to head over for a glass. Tako does the same the moment Jeice takes couple steps towards Jester. They grab their glasses with intention. Solemnly worried, because there was no way Jester could have spiked the drinks by the delivery he used to present the wine. They grab their glasses and head back to their seats. Jester gives another huge smile before speaking.)
JESTER: Please, hear me out: you take the percentage, everybody wins, eh? I offer 3% here? You turn me down. I offer 2%? You don't take that either so I'm... I'm trying to understand what the fuck you want me to do. I'm not going any damn where with ya', that's for sure. But we can settle a deal.
(Jester takes a sip of his wine. Tako and Jeice follow. Now seeing Jester take a sip first, there was certainty in the fact that those drinks were not spiked.)
TAKO: I wish I could have this debate with ya', man-- I really don't, but just trying to sound like I care -- which I don't, but it's ... it's a tough spot for me. On one hand, I'm just trying to do my job. On the other hand, there are people and families involved, and I'm just trying to do my job. So hear me out, let's not make my job any harder than it already is. So what do you want me to do? It's my job. You have to get paid, I have to get paid. That's life, man.
JESTER: Well let me ask you somethin' else then; how many... do you supply to?
TAKO: Gosh, man. I've got a few, but this one? The one that wants you? He never takes "no" for an answer. He always gets what he wants. So how about you just make this easier on yourself?
JESTER: Oh, believe me, I know what it's like to work for investors who are really pushy. I get it. You know the ones, entitled and arrogant. But you do what you have to do, right?
(Tako smiles and gives a shrug of agreement.)
JESTER: So, how'd you do the thing with your eyes? The "red eyes" thing?
TAKO: It's a trick I've picked up.
(Jester gives a look over to Jeice before continuing his words to Tako.)
JESTER: That right? Can he... can he do that as well?
TAKO: No. Just me.
JESTER: Well, my next offer is 1%.
(Tako seems pretty disappointed in Jester's offer. Highly irritated.)
TAKO: Dude, I really don't have time for this!
(He places his drink on the dark bean coffee table that sits in the middle of Jester's beautiful golden sitting area with a glass top trimmed with the dark bean wood. Stretching the threads of his tight red leather blazer. and stands up from the dark bean coffee love seat. In fact, all of the furniture in the room had that strong color which really brought out the golden yellow lights in the room; or the other way around. The lights accented every action in the room. Tako now readying his body for physical confrontation. Jeice's eyes widen as he seems to have a serious case of "high eye brows and widened eyes," at this point. Jester looks up at Tako, takes a moment to crack a giggle and then responds.)
JESTER: Sit your ass down, mate.
TAKO: Excuse me?
JESTER: You heard me.
TAKO: No I don't think I did!
(Tako begins to walk towards Jester.)
JESTER: I said, "sit ya' 5 Euro ass down before I make change."
(Davidson hear's this remark and can't contain his jaws from puffing and outpouring slight laughter as he tries to contain his face with palms of his jeweled out hands.)
JESTER: You see you thought, but you didn't really think this through, did ya' mate? You came here so ya' should have known what I was capable of before you even stepped up to me. Those drinks were spiked. Magically spiked.
(Tako doesn't display animosity at this fact. Yet he displays disappointment in himself and his shoulders completely drop. He looks over to Davidson tilting his head over his left shoulder.)
JESTER: Your 1st mistake: was coming here. Your 2nd mistake: giving me time to think when ya' left the first time out of the lobby.
{JESTER BUSKEE FLASHBACK}
JESTER: Yes, Mr. Tako, and Jeice were just leavin'. Isn't that, right?
TAKO: ... yeah, we'll be back after your meeting.
JESTER: Alright! Let the door bust your arse on the way out, aye?
3rd mistake: You showed me you knew of my abilities, and could resist my 'Compulsion'.
{JESTER BUSKEE FLASHBACK}
JESTER: ... Maybe I'm not giving you enough incentive. Take 2% now, before things get ugly.
(Tako seems to back down as his eyes clear. He gives a sly smirk.)
TAKO: You're a tough guy, huh?
JESTER: Oh you're gonna see how tough I am. Threaten me again.
(At this point, Jeice and Davidson stand by idle. Both in a state of helplessness in the altercation.)
TAKO: Look I'd love to do this with you all day, but we really gotta get a move on.
JESTER: Who wants me?
TAKO: Come on, you're a business man; you know damn well I can't reveal that information.
(Jester now gives a smirk.)
JESTER: You're right.
Leading us to the last phase... 4th Mistake: Of course taking those drinks. Those drinks were laced with a magic to where if you hurt me, you'd also be hurtin' yourself. Either of you. Once I drunk, and then you drunk, we were all linked. Oh, and Davidson drunk as well just in case you two tried to get a bit creative. So here we are. I'm not goin' no where with ya' willingly without force so...
(Tako highly impressed marveling at Jester's abilities, curling his lower lip over his bottom row of teeth in defeat.)
JESTER: So how about you answer my questions, and maybe I can help you out. Who pays you?
(Tako turns over his right foot with both his hands on his waist pulling the sides of his blazer back. Knowing at this point, he had no choice but to comply with Jester's demands. He turns back to Jester. Takes in and out a deep breathe before presenting his answer.)
TAKO: The Devil.