*The screne would cut to the kitchen*
Zara: She been at my head all day. And I haven’t done one thing to that bitch. Like, when do you say “enough is enough”?
Imogen: You my girl but I’m just sayin’, I hope you ready to face the consequences for that sh*t you said. ‘Cause coming from a mother? *points to self* She not gone let that shit just go.
Zara: *smiles* Well i'm Jesus and i call the shots of what happens and Honestly? I’m at a point, I want her to hit me. Send that bitch back to the trailer park she came from.
*Prue would descend bare footed down the stairs as she makes her way to the living room*
Prue: Oh, you wanna get hit, bitch?
*Prue rapidly approaches, her intentions – a fight. zara pretends to ignore prue and turns her back to the LIVING ROOM entrance. Premeditating the outcome, zara stands from her chair.*
prue: *pressing her body against ???’s, intimidation* Talk your shit now, you weak bitch!! Say somethin’!!
zara: *extending her hand, mushing prue’s face back* Like, seriously? Get the f*ck out of my face.
*SLOW MOTION. prue grabs hold of zara extended wrist, removing her hand from her face. She reaches back and lands a RIGHT HOOK in the center of zara face. zara frowns from the impact of the PUNCH, but recovers and retaliates. Her free hand goes for prue hair. She RUSHES her. prue keeps swinging, landing BLOW after BLOW on the back and sides of zara head. imogen reaches in, being sure to hold her head back as to not get hit as she tries to salvage the altercation. TWO SECURITY OFFICERS rush in. They too attempt breaking up the quickly escalating bout.*
*The scene would then go into a High speed motion as prue fist entangled in zara damaged hair. A Security Officer attempts to release her grip, but to no avail. He manages to restrain her swinging arm, though.*
prue: *trying to free her fist/struggling* Stupid bitch!!
imogen: *trying to pull ??? away* Let her hair go!! Get off her!!
*prue and imogen continue playing “tug-o-war” with zara. prue forces a powerful jerk, pulling zara toward her. The Security Officer, prue and zara all fall to the wooden LIVING ROOM floor. prue tug forces imogen forward as they fall, but the second Security Officer breaks her fall, restraining her.*
imogen: *relieving herself and pushing the Officer off* What are you grabbing me for?! I’m tryin’ to break them up!!
*SLOW MOTION. Fist still trapped in zara nest of hair. prue violently KICKS and POUNDS away at zara, who seems to be defenseless at this point. zara makes an attempt to fight back, she wildly windmills her arms, hoping to connect with prue as she’s being pulled and tugged like a ragdoll. Unable to gain leverage from the ground, the Security Officer bear hugs prue waist, picking her up, trying to force her away from zara. prue grip won’t loosen. The girls continue swinging at one another. prue battering zara open face. The second Security Officer joins in, snatching prue away. Like an out of control child, she is carried to the far side of the LIVING ROOM.*
*zara is on all fours, her wild hair covering her head and face. Ripped extensions scattered about the kitchen area. Blood spilling like a faulty faucet designs the floor from her downed face. imogen reaches in to help her up and clean her face. Towel in hand.*
*prue is trapped in a corner by the two Security Officers. They struggle to confine her. She’s still fighting.*
prue: *trying to fight her way free* Say something else about my son, bitch!!
*imogen examines zara beaten and battered face in horror. Blood continues racing down her face from her nose. She looks back to prue, still fighting.Still taunting her,zara licks blood from her bloodied face and smiles. Her blood stained teeth and tongue.*
prue: Yeah, yeah – you keep lickin’ it. Sick bitch!!
*THE BAD GIRLS CLUB logo rushes the screen. CRASHING. SCREEN CRACKS and SHATTERS.
BAD GIRLS CLUB NEW YORK would appear on screen and fade to black*