The trip for the next production shift led them to a small bar that had been rented from a local in town. Everyone gathered for a walkthrough where they would discuss how the case had been won and how they would approach the upcoming results.
-Then I guess it’s my ti to shine, - Charlize remarked.
-I’m looking forward to it. -
-The shot will move from right to left. Charlize, darling, try to be the opposite of the stern, reserved lawyer. You’re his ray of light. And Billy, show that contrast with Charlie—I want the relationship to stand out. She’s everything Kevin Lomax desires as a husband, as a man, and as a person. -
Taylor Hackford preferred a slow lens, slightly delayed, with longer takes and theatrics that adjusted to the actors’ expressions. He was a traditionalist with so modern touches, but his passion for projects was undeniable—he would dedicate hours to crafting just the right feel.
-Yes. No one will see coming, but I’ll have Billy in the palm of my hand. -
She laughed so effortlessly and contagiously that Taylor joined in. He didn’t have much to say to Billy—his instinct told him that so actors were better left to their own devices when it ca to the role.
Night was creeping in, but the Florida sky remained a deep blue. Sunset wouldn’t arrive until around ten, so they hurried to shoot the road scenes. She wore a lovely pastel-colored suit and did everything a woman in love was supposed to do.
INT. FLORIDA NIGHTCLUB
A rock-and-roll bar. Florida style. But it’s early, and the place is empty. Kevin sits at the bar with Mary Ann, two attorney friends, a reporter, and soone’s girlfriend.
Twelve shot glasses, two rows of six. A perfect tequila shot and—
ATTORNEY #1 (O.S.): In case we all get drunk and forget, I propose we skip the ceremonial nonsense... (raising a glass) To the best trial lawyer in Alachua County. -
Kevin, lost in thought, watches the others drink.
REPORTER: So, Kev, off the record—how does it feel to get a guy like Gettys through the door of reasonable doubt?
MARY ANN: No. (Gesturing for the reporter to leave.) I already told you, we’re not talking about that damn case anymore. It’s done.” (Turning to Kevin.) “Right?
Mary Ann pulls her husband close, reading to him. He has no desire to talk about problems. She pours random drinks while the group unwinds.
KEVIN: I’ll drink to that. (As he does.)No business talk. You heard the lady—I can’t say no when she’s this persistent.
Tequila keeps flowing as the night goes on.
MARY ANN: Sweetheart, have another drink.
Billy feels the liquor burn down his throat as he moves onto the dance floor, two more shots in hand. Charlize leans in and kisses him. It’s not in the script, but Billy kisses her back, holding onto her waist.
Two extra beats, then they dance off toward a distant bar for the next take.
INT. FLORIDA NIGHTCLUB – N’S ROOM
Drunken fraternity guys laugh as they stumble out. A bar band plays faintly in the background. Kevin finishes at the urinal and heads to the sink when he suddenly stops. He freezes.
A mirror above the sink.
And there he is—the man he just set free.
HEATH (O.S.): Mr. Lomax?
Kevin turns. Leamon Heath stands beside him.
HEATH: Fantastic work today. (Quickly handing over a business card.) I didn’t want to interrupt your celebration.
KEVIN: Milton, Chadwick, Waters. Never heard of it. (Looking up.) What’s this? You gonna sue ?
HEATH: Actually, we were hoping to hire you. We’ve been following your career.
KEVIN From New York?
HEATH You’ve never lost a case.
KEVIN, I’ve had sympathetic juries.HEATH That’s exactly what we’re looking for. We want you to co to New York. Help us pick a jury.
KEVly? (Now amused.) I gotta say, man—you’re pretty good. The card is nice. And the whole ‘Black guy recruiting another Black guy’ angle... was that Paul’s idea? Because that’s just brilliant.
(As he walks away.)
-I’m not drunk enough yet to fall for this. -
HEATH You’d start next week.
(Waiting as Kevin pauses.) All expenses covered. First-class travel, luxury accommodations. You and your wife. A single paynt, regardless of the verdict, for the sum of, well...
(Handing him a check.)
-Here. Take a look.-
Kevin takes the check. He’s still staring at it as we—
-CUT -
Taylor calls it. The caraman is sweating, struggling to move with the rhythm of everyone shifting back and forth, capturing this vibrant display they call dancing.
-That’s a wrap for today. I think the best thing I can say is—we did a damn good job, - Taylor says, scanning the 25-person crew. - Let’s celebrate a little. We’ve got the place rented out—we can take a break. -
It’s 10:30 PM. They’ve spent four hours shooting in the bar, and they’re finally done.
Billy dances with Charlize in a corner. He’s got liquor in his system, though he doesn’t show it. Charlize, on the other hand, is visibly a ss.
Sighing deeply, they dance another round before Billy guides her to her dressing room. The blonde mumbles sothing about being completely drained.
-Rest, -Billy murmurs before heading to his trailer.
There, he finds Monica, striking in her signature look—tight jeans hugging her figure and a white shirt that leaves just enough to the imagination.
-What are you doing here? - he asks, surprised.
-Shut up and make love to ,- Monica sighs, throwing herself on Billy with desire.
Her mind is flooded with thoughts of how to drive him crazy with pleasure she hasn't yet discovered. Pulling his body closer, kissing him, licking him, she displays all her charms and the most lascivious tricks to make him succumb to temptation.
In the end, she has him completely under her dominion, her tongue running over every part of him until the release reaches her breasts as she controls him with fellatio.
-Dominate , mi amor,- she whispers in Spanish, knowing it is the language Billy prefers in intimacy.
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