Wild at Heart

In a world of danger, they’ll do anything to stay together.

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Sailor Ripley had spent the last three years behind bars. He had served his time for a self-defense killing, but it was a dark chapter in his life that still haunted him. As he walked out of the prison gates, he was relieved to be a free man once again. But he was also anxious about what lay ahead.

Sailor had a plan. He was going to reunite with his girlfriend, Lula Fortune, and start a new life with her. But he knew it wouldn’t be easy. Marietta, Lula’s mother, had always hated him and would do anything to keep them apart. And there were other dangers lurking in the shadows, waiting to pounce on him.

As he stepped into the world outside, Sailor took a deep breath and prepared himself for what was to come.

Chapter 1: The Reunion

Sailor Ripley had been counting down the days to his release from prison. He had dreams of a fresh start, of reuniting with his girlfriend Lula Fortune, and of a life free from the torments of his past. And now, as he walked out of the prison gates, he felt both elated and apprehensive.

He scanned the crowd for Lula, his heart pounding in his chest. And then he saw her, standing there with a bouquet of flowers, tears streaming down her face. She ran towards him, and they embraced each other, tightly, like they would never let go.

“I missed you so much,” she said, pulling back and looking up at him with those green eyes that he loved so much.

“I missed you too, baby,” he replied, kissing her forehead.

They got into Lula’s car and drove off, the wind blowing through their hair as they talked and laughed and caught up on all that had happened. But Sailor couldn’t shake off the feeling of unease that had been gnawing at him since he left prison.

He knew that Marietta, Lula’s mother, would not be happy about their reunion. She had always despised him, and had done everything in her power to keep them apart. Sailor had been warned by his cellmate that Marietta had hired a hitman to kill him as soon as he was released.

He tried to put this thought to the back of his mind, focusing on the present moment with Lula. But as they drove, he couldn’t help but feel like they were being watched. He glanced over his shoulder, but saw nothing out of the ordinary.

They stopped at a diner for breakfast, and as they ate, Sailor couldn’t shake off the feeling of foreboding that hung over him like a dark cloud. He had a sense that danger was coming, and he didn’t know how to protect himself or Lula.

As they left the diner and got back into the car, Sailor’s fears became a reality. A truck screeched to a halt in front of them, blocking their path. Marietta stepped out of the truck, a cold smile on her face.

“I told you to stay away from my daughter, Sailor,” she said, her voice low and menacing.

Sailor braced himself for what was to come. He knew that his life and Lula’s were in danger. But he was determined to fight for what he loved. He put his arm around Lula’s shoulder and faced Marietta.

“I’m never leaving her again,” he said, his voice steady and firm.

Marietta laughed, a shrill, chilling sound. “We’ll see about that,” she replied.

And with that, she turned and got back into the truck, driving off into the distance. Sailor and Lula watched her go, both of them trembling with fear and uncertainty.

As they drove off, Sailor knew that the worst was yet to come. He had to find a way to protect Lula, even if it meant putting his own life at risk. He took her hand and squeezed it tightly, determined to hold on to her and never let go.

Chapter 2: A Hitman’s Plan

Marietta Fortune was a woman who got what she wanted. And what she wanted right now was for her daughter Lula to break up with Sailor Ripley. After all, Sailor had just been released from prison after serving time for killing a man in self-defense. Marietta didn’t think Sailor was good enough for her daughter, and she was determined to keep them apart.

So, Marietta came up with a plan. She would hire a hitman to take out Sailor. She didn’t care about the consequences or the danger to her own life, as long as Sailor was out of the picture.

Marietta had connections in the underworld, and it didn’t take long for her to find the right man for the job. Mr. Reindeer was a hitman with a reputation for being ruthless and efficient. Marietta met him in a seedy motel room, where she laid out her plan.

Mr. Reindeer listened intently, his eyes fixed on Marietta. He was a man of few words, but his presence was enough to make Marietta nervous. She wondered if she should have gone through with this plan.

“What’s your budget?” Mr. Reindeer asked in a low, gravelly voice.

“Money is no object,” Marietta replied, trying to sound confident.

Mr. Reindeer nodded slowly. “I’ll need a photo of the target and his address. You’ll have your answer within 48 hours.”

Marietta handed over a photo of Sailor and his address, feeling a sense of relief that the hard part was over. She had done what she needed to do to protect her daughter.

But Mr. Reindeer was not finished yet. He had his own plans for Sailor Ripley. Plans that involved getting his hands on a large sum of money.

After Marietta left the motel room, Mr. Reindeer made a call to an old acquaintance, a man by the name of Santos. Santos was a drug dealer who owed Mr. Reindeer a favor. Mr. Reindeer explained his plan to Santos, and Santos agreed to help.

The plan was simple. Mr. Reindeer would kill Sailor Ripley and collect a bounty that had been placed on his head by a rival gang. Then, Santos would set up a fake drug deal with Sailor’s old friend Bobby Peru, lure him into a trap, and kill him too. Mr. Reindeer and Santos would split the profits from both hits.

It was a risky plan, but Mr. Reindeer was confident in his abilities. He had been in the business a long time and had seen it all. He knew how to play the game and how to come out on top.

The next two days were a blur of activity for Mr. Reindeer. He did his usual research on Sailor Ripley, learning everything he could about his movements and habits. He followed him from a distance, watching as he spent time with Lula and drove around in his flashy red convertible.

Mr. Reindeer was impressed by Sailor’s boldness and confidence. He was not an easy target, but Mr. Reindeer was determined to get the job done. He knew it would be a challenge, but he was up for it.

Finally, on the second night, Mr. Reindeer made his move. He parked his car outside Sailor’s apartment complex and waited. He had a clear view of the entrance and could see anyone who came in or out.

Just before midnight, he saw a figure emerge from the building. It was Sailor, looking relaxed and carefree. Mr. Reindeer waited until Sailor was a few feet away before he made his move.

He stepped out from behind his car and pulled out his gun. Sailor turned around, surprised to see a stranger pointing a weapon at him.

“What the hell?” Sailor said, his eyes widening.

Mr. Reindeer said nothing. He fired two shots at Sailor’s chest, then turned and ran back to his car. He heard Lula screaming in the background as he sped away.

As he drove off into the night, Mr. Reindeer felt a sense of satisfaction. He had completed his mission and collected his bounty. But he knew that things were far from over. There was still Bobby Peru to deal with, and he knew that would be a whole different kind of challenge.

Little did Mr. Reindeer know that things were about to take an unexpected turn. Sailor was not dead. The bullets had missed his vital organs, and he was rushed to the hospital in critical condition.

Lula was by his side the whole time, praying for a miracle. And, as luck would have it, Sailor Ripley was not ready to give up just yet. He would fight to survive, to live the life he wanted with Lula, no matter what obstacles lay in his path.

Chapter 3: A Robbery Gone Wrong

Sailor and Bobby Peru had a plan. They were going to rob a store and get away with a lot of money. But sometimes, even the best-laid plans go awry.

They arrived at the store just before closing time. It was a small convenience store on the outskirts of town, and there were only two employees on duty. Bobby entered first, wearing a ski mask and brandishing a gun. Sailor followed closely behind, also wearing a mask and carrying a bag to hold the money.

“Get on the ground!” Bobby shouted at the employees. “Nobody move!”

Sailor approached the cash register and demanded that the cashier open it. The cashier was trembling with fear but obeyed his command. Sailor grabbed the money and started stuffing it into his bag.

Suddenly, the store’s security system went off, and the employees hit the silent alarm. The police would be on their way soon.

Bobby panicked. “We gotta get out of here, now!”

They ran out of the store and jumped into their getaway car, a beat-up old Pontiac. As they peeled out of the parking lot, they caught sight of the flashing lights of a police cruiser in the distance.

Bobby sped up, trying to outrun the police. Sailor was sweating bullets in the passenger seat, feeling the weight of the stolen money in his bag. They took a sharp turn onto a side street, and the police car followed in hot pursuit.

The chase was intense, weaving in and out of traffic, with the Pontiac almost colliding with other cars on several occasions. As they approached an intersection, a truck pulled out in front of them, blocking their path.

Bobby tried to swerve around it but clipped the back end of the truck, sending their car spinning out of control. They crashed into a nearby building, causing a loud bang to reverberate through the street.

The police car screeched to a stop behind them, and the cops rushed out, guns drawn. Sailor and Bobby were trapped, and they knew it.

They were arrested and taken to the police station. They were charged with armed robbery and evading the police. Sailor was also charged with parole violation since he wasn’t allowed to leave the state.

Sailor was devastated. He had only been out of prison for a short time, and now he was back behind bars. He had dreams of starting a new life with Lula, but now those dreams seemed impossible.

Lula was heartbroken when she heard the news. She visited Sailor in prison and promised to do everything she could to get him out. But with the police holding all the cards, it seemed like a long shot.

Bobby, on the other hand, was only concerned with himself. He saw this as an opportunity to make a deal with the authorities, offering to turn state’s evidence in exchange for a reduced sentence.

Sailor knew he couldn’t rely on Bobby to help him, and he was worried about what might happen if Bobby was able to strike a deal. The last thing Sailor needed was for Bobby to implicate him in the robbery and make his situation worse.

As Sailor sat in his cell, he felt hopeless and alone. He didn’t know how or when he would get out of this mess. But he was determined to persevere, to find a way to make things right with Lula and start over. He had to be strong, for himself and for her.

Chapter 4: Lula’s Desperation

Lula paced back and forth in her small motel room, her mind racing with thoughts of Sailor. She couldn’t believe he was back in prison again, and she knew that his situation was dire. Marietta had made it clear that she was willing to do whatever it took to keep them apart, including hiring a hitman to kill Sailor.

Lula knew she had to do something, and fast. She had heard of her cousin, who had connections to the local mafia. Desperate for help, she picked up the phone and dialed his number.

“Hey there, sweet thing. What can I do for you?” her cousin answered, his voice smooth and confident.

Lula took a deep breath and launched into her plea for help. She told him everything, from Sailor’s release from prison to Marietta’s threats and the hitman’s plan.

Her cousin listened intently, nodding in agreement every now and then. When she finished, he gave her a sly grin.

“I think I might be able to help you out, but it’s gonna cost you,” he said.

Lula’s heart sank. She didn’t have much money, and she knew that her cousin wasn’t the type to do anything for free.

“What do you want?” she asked, trying to sound confident even though she was terrified.

“Let’s just say I have a little job in mind. It’s not anything too difficult, but it could pay off big time. And it just so happens that I need someone with your particular talents to pull it off.”

Lula felt a chill run down her spine. She had heard stories about the kind of work her cousin did, and she didn’t want to get mixed up in anything dangerous.

“I’m not sure I’m the right person for the job,” she said hesitantly.

Her cousin chuckled. “Don’t worry, sweet thing. You’ll be perfect. And if you do it well, I’ll make sure you and Sailor have everything you need to start a new life, far away from Marietta and her craziness.”

Lula hesitated for a moment, weighing her options. She knew that she didn’t have any other choice, and she was willing to do anything to help Sailor.

“Okay, what do you need me to do?” she asked, trying to sound confident.

Her cousin grinned. “That’s the spirit, sweet thing. I knew you’d come around. Now, here’s the plan…”

He outlined the details of the job, and Lula listened carefully, her mind racing with possibilities. She knew that it was risky, but she also knew that she was willing to do whatever it took to save Sailor.

When the conversation was over, Lula hung up the phone and collapsed onto the bed, feeling exhausted and overwhelmed. She knew that she had just made a deal with the devil, but she also knew that it was the only way to get Sailor out of prison and keep him safe.

As she drifted off to sleep, her mind was filled with thoughts of Sailor and the new life they would create together if they could just make it out of this mess alive.

Lula sat alone in her small apartment, staring blankly at the wall in front of her. She had never felt so trapped and helpless in her entire life. Things had gone from bad to worse in such a short amount of time, she could hardly keep up.

Her mother had hired a hitman to kill Sailor, and now she owed a big favor to the mafia in exchange for their help. Lula wasn’t sure what they expected her to do, but the very thought of it made her feel sick to her stomach.

She knew she had to find a way out of this mess, but the more she tried to think of a solution, the more her mind felt clouded and hazy. It was as though her thoughts were trapped in a thick fog, unable to break free.

Just then, her phone rang, jarring her out of her thoughts. She hesitated before answering, unsure if she was ready to face whoever was on the other end of the line.

“Hello?” she said, trying to sound strong and in control.

“Lula, it’s me,” the voice on the other end of the line said.

It was her cousin, a man she hadn’t spoken to in years. She had reached out to him in desperation, hoping that he could help her find a way to get Sailor out of prison and away from the hitman’s reach.

“I’ve spoken to some people, and they’re willing to help out,” he continued. “But you need to understand that this isn’t going to be easy. It’s going to cost you, big time.”

Lula’s heart sank as her cousin explained their offer. The mafia was willing to use their connections to get Sailor out of prison, but in exchange, Lula would have to work for them for an extended period of time.

She would have to do whatever they asked of her, no matter how dangerous or illegal it might be. The thought of it made her feel sick, but she knew that she had no other choice.

“I’ll do it,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.

“Good,” her cousin replied. “I’ll set up a meeting with the boss. Be ready to make your case.”

Lula hung up the phone, feeling numb and scared. She knew that this was her only chance to save Sailor, but at what cost?

The following day, Lula dressed in her best clothes and made her way to the meeting place. She had never felt so vulnerable as she did in that moment, standing before the powerful mafia boss and his cronies.

She had rehearsed her speech over and over again in her mind, but as she began to speak, her words fell short. She stumbled over her sentences and lost her train of thought, her mind still clouded by fear and uncertainty.

The boss listened patiently as she stumbled through her plea, then gave a small nod of his head.

“We’ll help you out, but you have to understand the stakes,” he said. “This is a one-time deal. After that, you’re ours. Do you understand?”

Lula could barely whisper her agreement, feeling as though she had just signed away her soul.

As she made her way back to her apartment, she felt a newfound sense of desperation. She had never been involved with anything like this before, and she had no idea how she was going to get out of it once it was all over.

But for now, all she could do was pray that this risky gamble would pay off and that she and Sailor could finally be together, safe from harm’s way.

Chapter 6: A Dangerous Escape

Sailor felt the adrenaline pumping through his veins as he followed his new mafia connections through the dark, dingy alleyways of the city. He knew that his life was in danger, but he felt a sense of freedom that he hadn’t felt in a long time. He was finally out of prison, and he was determined to never go back.

The group finally arrived at a rundown warehouse on the outskirts of town. Sailor could hear the sound of cars whizzing by on the highway in the distance. He knew that he was far away from the safety of Lula and his old life, but he had to take this risk.

“We have a plane waiting for you,” said one of the mafia connections. “It will take you to Mexico, where you can start a new life.”

Sailor nodded, trying to keep his composure. He knew that he was in the middle of a dangerous situation, but he couldn’t back down now. He had come too far.

They led him to a small plane, and he climbed inside. The engine roared to life, and Sailor could feel the plane begin to lift off the ground. He looked out the window and watched as the city disappeared beneath him.

For a moment, he felt a sense of relief. He had escaped the prison and the danger that had been threatening him for so long. He could finally start fresh and leave all of his troubles behind.

But then he remembered Lula. He couldn’t leave her behind. He had promised her that they would always be together, and he had to keep that promise.

He turned to the pilot, his heart racing. “I need you to take me back,” he said. “I have to go back to her.”

The pilot shook his head. “I can’t do that,” he said. “I have orders to take you to Mexico.”

Sailor didn’t know what to do. He was torn between his desire to be free and his love for Lula. He knew that he had to make a decision, and he had to make it fast.

Suddenly, the plane began to shake violently. They were caught in a storm, and Sailor could feel the plane losing altitude. He knew that they were in trouble.

The pilot struggled to keep control of the plane, but it was too late. They were going down.

Sailor braced himself for impact, closing his eyes and praying that he would survive. The next thing he knew, he was lying on the ground, covered in dirt and debris.

He looked up and saw that the plane was in flames. He knew that he had to move quickly if he wanted to survive.

He got to his feet and ran as fast as he could, the fire hot on his heels. He could hear the sound of sirens in the distance, and he knew that he had to get away before the police arrived.

He stumbled through the woods, tripping over tree roots and rocks, as he made his way back to the city. He was dirty, disheveled, and injured, but he didn’t care. He had to get back to Lula.

As he emerged from the woods, he could see the city skyline in the distance. He was almost there. He ran as fast as he could, his heart pounding in his chest.

Finally, he arrived at the apartment where Lula was staying. He pounded on the door, his breathing heavy.

Lula answered the door, her eyes widening in surprise. “Sailor?” she said, her voice trembling. “How did you get here?”

Sailor didn’t have time to explain. He took her by the hand and pulled her outside. “We have to go,” he said. “We have to leave the city.”

Lula didn’t argue. She could see the fear in Sailor’s eyes, and she knew that they were in danger. They got into her car and drove as fast as they could, leaving the city and the danger behind.

As they drove, Sailor told Lula about his dangerous escape from the plane crash. Lula listened in amazement, feeling a sense of awe and admiration for the man she loved.

Together, they drove into the sunset, ready to face whatever dangers lay ahead. They had escaped the danger that had threatened to tear them apart, and they were stronger than ever before.

Chapter 7: A Race Against Time

Sailor and Lula were on the run, trying to stay one step ahead of Marietta’s hired hitman, Mr. Reindeer. They had managed to escape the mafia’s grasp, but now their lives were in danger, and they had to find a way to get out of the state as quickly as possible.

They were driving down a deserted road, with only the sound of the wind blowing through the trees to keep them company. Lula was driving, her knuckles white as she gripped the wheel, and Sailor was next to her, scanning the horizon for any signs of trouble.

“We need to find a place to lay low,” Lula said, breaking the silence. “Somewhere he won’t think to look for us.”

Sailor nodded, his mind racing. He knew they were running out of time. Mr. Reindeer was a professional, and he wouldn’t stop until he had completed his mission.

“I have an idea,” he said, his voice low. “There’s a small town up ahead. We can hide out there for a while.”

Lula looked at him skeptically. She knew that small towns were often full of gossipy people who would be quick to call the police if they saw anything suspicious.

“But won’t they recognize us?” she asked.

Sailor smiled. “I have a plan. Trust me.”

They drove into the town, and Sailor directed Lula to a small diner on the outskirts. He went inside while Lula stayed in the car, watching for any sign of danger.

Inside, Sailor approached the counter and struck up a conversation with the owner, a grizzled old man who looked like he hadn’t smiled in years.

“Can I help you?” the man asked, his voice gruff.

Sailor leaned in and lowered his voice. “I need your help. My girlfriend and I are in trouble. We need a place to hide out for a while.”

The man looked at Sailor for a moment, sizing him up. Finally, he nodded. “I might be able to help you. Follow me.”

He led Sailor to a small room in the back of the diner and gestured for him to sit down. “Wait here. I’ll be back in a few minutes.”

Sailor sat there nervously, waiting for the man to return. He had no idea if he could be trusted or not, but he had to take the chance. His life and Lula’s depended on it.

Finally, the man returned, holding a set of keys. “I have a cabin out in the woods. You can stay there for a few days until things cool down.”

Sailor nodded gratefully and took the keys. As he was about to leave, the man stopped him.

“Be careful,” he said, his voice filled with warning. “There are a lot of dangerous people out there. You don’t want to get caught up in anything you can’t handle.”

Sailor smiled grimly. “Thanks for the warning. We’ll be careful.”

He left the diner and got into the car. Lula looked at him expectantly.

“What’s the plan?” she asked.

“We’re going to a cabin in the woods,” he said, holding up the keys. “It’s a safe place to hide out for a while.”

Lula smiled, relief flooding her face. “Thank God. I was starting to think we were never going to find a way out of this mess.”

They drove to the cabin, which was located deep in the woods. It was a small, rustic building with a wood stove and a bed in the corner. It was nothing fancy, but it was safe, and that was all that mattered.

They settled in for the night, cooking a simple dinner on the stove and talking quietly about their future. Sailor was determined to keep them safe and find a way to clear his name, but he knew it wouldn’t be easy.

“We’ll get through this,” he reassured Lula, taking her hand. “I promise.”

Lula smiled at him, her eyes shining with love. “I believe you.”

They curled up together on the bed, listening to the sound of the wind rustling through the trees. For a moment, they forgot about Mr. Reindeer and Marietta and the danger that was still lurking out there, waiting for them.

But they knew they couldn’t let their guard down. They were in a race against time, and they had to stay one step ahead of their enemies if they wanted to survive.

Chapter 8: A Surprising Twist

Everything had come down to this moment. Sailor and Lula were standing in front of Marietta’s mansion, knowing that they had to face her and Mr. Reindeer once and for all. They had received a tip that the hitman was going to strike that night, and they had to act fast.

The mansion was dark, but they could hear voices inside. Sailor and Lula moved closer, trying to make out what was being said. They heard Marietta’s voice, and then a man’s voice that they recognized as Mr. Reindeer’s.

“Make it quick,” Marietta was saying. “I don’t want any mess left behind.”

Sailor and Lula exchanged a look. This was it. They had to move fast.

They kicked down the front door and burst inside, guns drawn. Marietta and Mr. Reindeer turned to face them, surprised.

“You’re too late,” Marietta sneered. “He’s already gone.”

Sailor and Lula exchanged a look of confusion. “Who’s gone?” Sailor asked.

“Your precious Bobby Peru,” Marietta spat. “He’s taken off with the money, leaving you two to take the fall.”

Sailor and Lula were shocked. They had trusted Bobby, and now it seemed that he had double-crossed them.

“I don’t believe it,” Lula said, tears streaming down her face. “He wouldn’t do that to us.”

But Marietta was laughing now. “Oh, he would. He did. And now you two will pay for it.”

Sailor and Lula knew that they had to act fast. They started shooting, taking out the henchmen that Marietta had brought with her. Mr. Reindeer was quick, but Sailor was quicker. He managed to get a shot off and hit the hitman in the chest.

Marietta was screaming now, but Sailor and Lula were focused on getting out of there alive. They grabbed the money that was sitting on a nearby table and made a run for the door.

As they ran through the mansion, they heard footsteps behind them. They knew that they were being chased, but they couldn’t stop now. They burst through the back door and into the night.

They ran for what felt like hours, dodging trees and jumping over fences. Finally, they collapsed behind a nearby dumpster, panting for breath.

“We did it,” Lula said, grinning through her tears.

Sailor smiled at her. “We did it together.”

As they sat there, catching their breath, they heard sirens in the distance. They knew that the police would be on their way soon, and they had to get out of there.

They grabbed the money and ran, disappearing into the night.

It would be months before they were able to relax and breathe easy, knowing that Marietta and Mr. Reindeer were no longer a threat. But for now, they were together, and that was all that mattered.

As they drove away, Lula’s hand in Sailor’s, they both had a feeling that they were going to be okay. They had each other, and they had survived the craziest adventure of their lives.

And who knows? Maybe their next adventure wouldn’t be quite so wild. But then again, you never knew what could happen with Sailor and Lula by your side.

Some scenes from the movie Wild at Heart written by A.I.

Scene 1

Opening shot: Sailor Ripley walking out of the prison gates into the bright sunlight, his eyes squinting from the sudden change of light. He’s wearing a leather jacket, ragged jeans and boots. His hair is long and swept back. He looks around for a moment, takes a deep breath, and walks towards the highway.



Sailor Ripley (30s), a tough-looking man with a bad-boy charm, walks out of the prison gates, carrying a small bag.


(to himself)

Alright, Sailor. You’re out. Time to find Lula.

He looks around, scanning the area for any signs of familiar faces.


Sailor starts walking on the side of the highway, sticking his thumb out in hopes of getting a ride.

A car pulls over, and Sailor jogs over to it.


A friendly trucker, JIMMY (50s), greets Sailor.


Where you headed, son?


New Orleans.


Hop in. I’m headed that way.

Sailor throws his bag in the backseat and hops in.


Sailor and Jimmy chat for a while, Jimmy curious about where Sailor has been and why he was in prison.


Self-defense. The guy was coming at me with a knife.


(with a chuckle)

You always get yourself in trouble, don’t you, Sailor?



It ain’t my fault trouble seems to find me.

They share a laugh as the truck drives down the highway.


Jimmy drops Sailor off on the side of the road, close to the city. Sailor thanks Jimmy and starts walking towards the city.

As he walks along the street, he sees Lula (20s), his girlfriend, across the street.



Lula turns around, sees Sailor and runs towards him.



They hug each other tightly, both of them overjoyed at their reunion.


You’re finally out!



I missed you, baby.

They pull away and look at each other, their faces filled with raw emotion.


I missed you too.


(looking around)

Let’s get out of here. I got a surprise for you.



What kind of surprise?



You’ll see.

They walk hand in hand, towards an uncertain future.

Scene 2

Genre: Crime, Thriller, Romance

Logline: After serving prison time for a self-defense killing, Sailor Ripley reunites with girlfriend Lula Fortune. Lula’s mother, Marietta, desperate to keep them apart, hires a hitman to kill Sailor. But he finds a whole new set of troubles when he and Bobby Peru, an old buddy who’s also out to get Sailor, try to rob a store. When Sailor lands in jail yet again, the young lovers appear further than ever from the shared life they covet.


Sailor Ripley – A charismatic and impulsive ex-convict with a heart of gold.

Lula Fortune – A wild and passionate young woman who will do anything to be with Sailor.

Marietta Fortune – Lula’s manipulative and scheming mother.

Mr. Reindeer – A sinister hitman hired by Marietta to kill Sailor.

Bobby Peru – Sailor’s shady old friend, who has his own reasons for wanting to get rid of him.

Scene 2: A Hitman’s Plan


Marietta sits in her living room, sipping tea and flipping through a magazine. She looks up as a knock sounds at the door.


(to herself)


She gets up and answers the door. Standing on the porch is a lean, mean-looking man in a black suit.


You must be Mr. Reindeer.


I am.

Marietta invites him inside and they sit down in the living room.


I need you to take care of someone for me.




Sailor Ripley.


I see.

He pulls out a notebook and begins to take down notes as Marietta outlines her plan.


I want you to do it tonight. I want it to look like an accident.


I’ll need a few more details.


He’s staying at the Starlight Motel on Route 66. He’s with my daughter, Lula. You can take care of her too, if you have to.

Mr. Reindeer nods, and Marietta hands him an envelope full of cash.


Make it quick and make it clean.

Mr. Reindeer stands up to leave.


Don’t worry. You won’t hear a thing.

Marietta watches him go with a satisfied smile, knowing that Sailor’s days are numbered.

Scene 3


SAILOR and BOBBY PERU are dressed in leather jackets, dark shades, and baseball caps pulled low over their faces. They are attempting to rob the convenience store.

Sailor pulls out a gun and points it at the cashier.



Open the damn cash register.

The cashier’s hands are shaking as he fumbles with the keys.


(to Sailor)

We need to hurry up. The cops are going to be here any minute.

The cashier finally pops open the register and Sailor starts stuffing the cash into a bag.

Suddenly, the sound of police sirens can be heard in the distance.


(gritting his teeth)

We gotta go. Now.

Sailor grabs the bag of cash and runs out of the store with Bobby close behind. They hop into a red mustang parked outside.

As they speed away, a police car pulls up and begins chasing them.


(freaking out)

We’re gonna get caught, man. We need to ditch the car.


(hissing back)

You got a better idea?

They turn onto a side street and pull into an alleyway. They jump out of the car and start running.

As they turn the corner, they run into a dead-end. The police car pulls up behind them, sirens blaring.


(looking around frantically)

We’re screwed.


(breathing heavily)

I’m getting out of here.

Bobby takes off down a different alleyway, leaving Sailor behind.


(gritting his teeth)

You son of a bitch.

Sailor turns and faces the police car, hands raised in surrender. The officers step out of the car and arrest him, handcuffing him and putting him in the back of the car.

The camera pans out as the police car drives away, showing Bobby’s figure disappearing into the distance.

Scene 4



Lula pulls up to a rundown motel, her eyes filled with tears. She gets out of the car and heads to the front desk, where a bored-looking clerk sits.

LULA: (through tears) I need a room. Just for one night.

CLERK: (disinterested) That’ll be sixty bucks.

Lula hands over the cash and takes the key, heading to her room. She opens the door to find Sailor sitting on the bed, his eyes red from crying.

LULA: (rushing to him) Sailor! How did you get here?

SAILOR: (grinning) Your cousin came through for me. I had to promise some things I’m not too proud of, but I’m here now.

Lula’s face falls.

LULA: (sadly) What did you have to promise?

SAILOR: (firmly) It doesn’t matter. We’re together now. That’s all that matters.

Lula nods, feeling a small sense of relief. But the weight of the mafia’s demands hangs heavy in the air.

SAILOR: (smiling) Come here, baby.

Sailor pulls Lula into his arms, and they kiss passionately. It’s clear that nothing in the world matters to them in this moment except each other.

But just as they begin to relax into each other’s embrace, there’s a loud knock at the door.

SAILOR: (tense) Who is it?

MAN: (voice from outside) Open up. It’s the police.

Sailor and Lula exchange panicked glances.


Scene 5



LULA stands in the shadows, her eyes glued to the neon lights of a nearby bar. She pulls her jacket tight around her, shivering in the cold.

Suddenly, a car pulls up beside her. A man rolls down the window, revealing himself to be Lula’s cousin, JOHNNY.



“Well, well, well. Look who’s out on the street corner.”



“Cut the crap, Johnny. I need your help.”


(raising an eyebrow)

“Oh really? And what could you possibly want from me?”



“I need to get Sailor out of prison. And I need your connections to make it happen.”

Johnny leans back in his seat, considering her request.



“Alright, Lula. I think I can make some calls. But it’s gonna cost you.”



“I figured as much. What do you want?”



“I want you to do a job for me. A big one. You in?”

Lula hesitates, weighing her options. But she knows she has no choice.



“I’m in. What do you need me to do?”

Johnny tells her the details of the job, and Lula nods along, trying to keep her nerves in check.


Scene 6



Sailor is sitting on the edge of his bed, staring at the wall. He hears a knock on the door and quickly jumps up.

SAILOR: (whispering) Who is it?

VOICE: (whispering) It’s me, Joseph.

Sailor walks over to the door and opens it. Joseph, a man in his late 40s, stands in front of him.

SAILOR: What are you doing here?

JOSEPH: I heard you were in trouble, so I came to help.

SAILOR: (sarcastically) Oh great, just what I need. More trouble.

Joseph hands Sailor a file.

JOSEPH: This is everything you need to know. There’s a car waiting for you outside.

SAILOR: Who’s the driver?

JOSEPH: A friend of mine. You can trust him.

Sailor hesitates for a moment before grabbing the file and following Joseph out of the cell.




Sailor walks into the warehouse, where Joseph is waiting for him.

JOSEPH: You made it.

SAILOR: What’s going on here? Why did you help me?

JOSEPH: It’s complicated. Let’s just say I owe your father a favor.

SAILOR: My father?

JOSEPH: Yes. He helped me out of a tough spot a long time ago. I may not have agreed with his methods, but he always stood by his word.

Sailor looks at Joseph, unsure of what to say.

JOSEPH: Listen, I can’t stay here long. You need to go now.

Sailor nods and walks out of the warehouse. As he approaches the car, he sees the driver, a man in his mid-30s, sitting behind the wheel.

DRIVER: Get in.

Sailor gets in the car and the driver starts the engine.

DRIVER: You ready for this?

SAILOR: (sighs) I don’t know.

DRIVER: Look, I don’t know what’s going on, but I’m here to get you out of here. Just trust me.

The car drives off into the distance, the wind blowing through Sailor’s hair.



Scene 7


– Sailor Ripley, a tough and charismatic ex-con

– Lula Fortune, Sailor’s beautiful and passionate girlfriend

– Marietta Fortune, Lula’s manipulative and controlling mother

– Mr. Reindeer, a cold and efficient hitman

– Bobby Peru, Sailor’s wild and unpredictable friend

– The Mafia, a powerful and dangerous organization

Setting: A small town in the American South


Sailor sits on his bed, staring at the chipped paint on the wall. He looks defeated and resigned.

Lula bursts into the cell, her eyes filled with determination.

LULA: We’re getting you out of here, Sailor.

Sailor looks up, a glimmer of hope in his eyes.


LULA: The mafia can help us. They owe me a favor.

Sailor’s expression shifts from hope to concern.

SAILOR: I don’t want you involved with the mafia, Lula.

LULA: I’ll do whatever it takes to get you out, Sailor. We’re in this together.

Sailor nods, reluctantly agreeing to the plan.



A black SUV pulls up outside the prison gates. Lula waits nervously in the backseat as Sailor steps out of the prison, flanked by two mafia men.

The group piles into the car and speeds away into the night.



Sailor and Lula huddle together in a dingy safe house provided by the mafia. They know they’re not safe yet.

Bobby Peru bursts into the room, panting and sweating.

BOBBY: You guys aren’t gonna believe this. Marietta’s hired Mr. Reindeer.

Sailor’s face hardens with determination.

SAILOR: We need to get out of here. Now.



Sailor, Lula, Bobby, and the mafia men huddle together, planning their escape.

MR. REINDEER: (O.C) I’d come out now if I were you.

The group turns to see Mr. Reindeer standing in the shadows, his gun trained on them.

SAILOR: Lula, run!

Lula takes off running, with Sailor and Bobby close behind. The mafia men stay behind to hold off Mr. Reindeer.



Sailor, Lula, and Bobby race through the dark, abandoned factory. They hear gunshots behind them, and know that Mr. Reindeer is closing in.

They reach a dead end, with no way out.

SAILOR: We’re trapped.

BOBBY: Not necessarily.

Bobby pulls out a grenade and grins.

BOBBY (CONT’D): Let’s blow this joint.

Sailor and Lula look at each other, nodding in agreement.



The grenade explodes, sending a shockwave through the empty factory.

Sailor, Lula, and Bobby race out of the factory just as it crumbles to the ground behind them.

They look back at the ruins of the factory, their faces set with determination.

LULA: We’re not safe yet.

SAILOR: We’ll never be safe. But we’ll always have each other.

The three of them walk off into the night, ready for whatever comes next.


Author: AI