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For your reading pleasure. Here are the first few pages of teleplay for this hit new series. Imagine Brock acting in your head!!!
SCENE: Nighttime- Dark Alley of San Francisco. Private Detective McMillian closes in on a cornered scumbag.
McMillian:
End of the road, Mr. Scumbag.
Scumbag:
Please! I promise you. I intended to pay the parking ticket.
McMillian:
You’ve had two weeks! Did you plan to pay it after Benjamin Franklin Day?
Scumbag:
Yes. Yes. I swear. Even before Benjamin Franklin Day!
McMillian:
Nice Try. There is no Benjamin Franklin Day!
Scumbag:
(crying)
Oh Lord!!! Have mercy!
McMillian:
Tell it to your judge…. Your Judge In Hell!!!!!!
(McMillian opens fire and launches a tasteful number of rounds)
SLOW DISSOLVE INTO NEXT SCENE>>>>
SCENE: McMillian is back in his modest 3 million dollar row house. He’s exhausted, sitting on his couch, sipping hard liquor, with his hat cocked back. His face is splattered with blood.
McMillian: (to himself)
Sometimes I wonder why I ever became an ultra-violent, tough-as-nails Private Eye. (there’s a knock at the front door, McMillian jerks his gun off his hip and readies. Slowly makes his way to the door.)
McMillian:
This is one of those days.
(McMillian jerks door open and cocks handgun. An obviously pregnant woman nearly falls in.)
McMillian:
Leapin’ McGinty. It’s my own estranged daughter, who’s obviously with child. I could’ve killed you.
Millie McMillian:
You could’ve killed two! You big goof. I’m pregnant!
McMillian:
Whoa. You mean to say you're… pregnant?
Millie:
That’s right. Your estranged daughter is knocked up.
McMillian:
And just where are you staying?
Millie:
I was hoping I could stay with you.
McMillian:
Wha…????
Millie: I need you to be the father I never had, even though in a literal sense you are my father. What I’m saying is… I need you.. and my “coming soon” baby needs you.
McMillian:
But this will cause comic complications to my hard-as-nails life style.
Millie:
Face it Dad, I’m here to stay.
McMillian:
How will you earn your keep?
Millie:
I’ll just help you out with your Private Detective business.
McMillian:
But that will add even more comic complications to my adventures on the street.
Millie:
Which room is mine?
McMillian:
But there are only four guest bedrooms, and they all need to be painted.
Millie:
Then I’ll just take your room.
McMillian:
And I’ll take the couch. (slaps forehead)
(laughs edited in here>>>)