The Trainer. Kimberly Crouse

except the team. The team pretends to have a good time when approached, but they are just waiting for the party to end so they can talk business with Vicky. Vicky promised to give them an answer tonight about the sale and how much. Vicky is sucking up a lot of attention, she’s flamboyant as hell.

      Robert’s wife, VALERIE shows up to meet him. It’s the first genuine smile on his face all night. You can tell he really is infatuated with her.

      Valerie has strawberry blonde hair and green eyes. She has a slim, petite build. Vicky sees Valerie walking to Robert and is none too happy, she starts to dance erotically and checking to see if Robert is looking. Robert and Valerie turn away from the spectacle that Vicky is making of herself, and head outside by the pool. Vicky sees they had gone and stops her dance, her onlookers that were jeering her on try to get her to continue, but she is preoccupied with where Robert is. Someone hands her a shot, she slams it down and goes to the bar for another drink.

      Out by the pool, Robert and Valerie are having a good time with some other people who ventured out to the pool also. They talk about the fight and the team. Then Robert tells Valerie that he’s going to the bathroom, he’ll be right back and heads back inside.

      Somewhere inside Danny is surrounded by a bunch of beauties. It's hard for him to move or even walk from one place to another. The ladies cannot get enough of him, all vying to be picked to be his for the night. Not that he's complaining. A great dance song comes on and they get him to dance. He is a great dancer. Danny is dancing in the middle of women. All are having a good time.

      Vicky is still at the bar when she notices Robert coming from the bathroom. Robert is making his way back outside, when Vicky stops him, she tries to make it important that he stay and talk with her, but he doesn't want to talk to her, not now, he wants to get back to Valerie. Vickie grabs Robert's arm and drapes herself onto him. She’s had too much to drink and tries to kiss him.

      Robert gets pissed and pushes her away, he yells at her and the party stops. Vicky tries to play it off as nothing that he’s over reacting. Robert is still mad; he tells her that she will never have him. Valerie walks in and asks what’s going on, Robert tells her, and then much to his team's dismay, he tells her about all the other times she’s made passes at him, even when Jack was alive.

      Valerie angrily grabs the closest person's drink and throws it into Vickie’s face. Vicky is humiliated. Cameras flash. The paparazzi are having a field day.

      Robert and Valerie walk away. The team with worried looks on their faces also walks away. Vicky drunkenly yells after them that she will ruin them; that she won’t sell to them ever, she owns them, and she will make their lives a living hell. People murmur all around her. The party disburses, it’s over.

      The next morning, Vicky is in her robe still, yelling at her lawyer, HANK for not being able to find a legal way of getting rid of Robert.

      Hank is in his early 40’s with thick rimmed black glasses, a meticulous lawyer. He is very intelligent, strong willed, lawyer shark. But around Vicky, he’s another story; He looks like a mousy insecure nerd when he is being her pet, which he doesn’t mind one bit. Hank is putty when it comes to Vicky.

      Hank doesn't like Robert either, only because of Vicky's infatuation with him. He wants her all to himself, but yet he waits around for her to get over this ’Robert’ thing and give him a chance. Today he is wearing a handsome suit, just back from church. Hank puts papers down onto the table.

      HANK

      “Sorry but it looks like you’re

      stuck with him, unless you sell the

      team.

      (A pause)

      Now why is it you

      Won’t sell?”

      VICKY

      (Making a weird face)

      “Because ’they’ want me to.”

      Vicky paces the floor ranting and raving how she was humiliated last night because of Robert and his skank wife. She wonders how they can be punished as she looks out the huge window, after a few moments, an idea comes to her, she turns around to Hank with a gigantic evil smile.

      VICKY

      “Why don’t we sign another boxer and

      give him to Robert and we’ll get

      another trainer for Danny?

      (A pause) Can we do that? We

      can divide and conquer.”

      Hank goes to his papers rereads thru them.

      HANK

      “I can’t see anything against it.”

      VICKY

      “Great! Let’s do that then.”

      Two weeks later at Vicky's house, she is sitting in her kitchen and is looking dejected. All of the boxers she asked refused to sign with them. Even with the huge payment promised them, they still refused. She is perplexed as to why anyone would turn down the amount of money offered.

      Vicky slams down the newspaper onto a table. She is frustrated and pacing. She is in a slinky short night gown and robe. It reads how Vicky has yet failed to get another boxer to sign on with her. The humiliation just builds and builds. Hank is at the table eating breakfast, in his boxers.

      HANK

      “Not even the bottom of the barrel

      will sign with you.”

      Vicky glares at him.

      HANK

      “Why don’t you just sell the team?

      You could make out like

      A bandit and leave this mess behind.”

      VICKY

      “I won’t give up that easy. Besides

      then ’they’ would win.

      (A pause) ’They’ probably put

      the word out and that’s why no

      one will sign on. I hate them!

      I want them ruined.”

      Vicky plops herself onto a couch adjacent to the kitchen, like she’s the victim. Hank still eating, off offhandedly remarks

      HANK

      “That damn Robert thinks he’s so

      good, he thinks he’s the best

      trainer in the world. Too bad we

      can’t prove him wrong.

      (A pause) That would be a way

      to ruin him and his ego. (a

      pause) If we could publicly

      embarrass him as a trainer,

      then he’d be ruined. He

      probably wouldn’t be

      able to get a job anywhere.”

      Vicky perks up.

      VICKY

      “Yeah that would be good, but how?”

      A TV is on in the background, a commercial for some reality show comes on. After it is over;

      HANK

      “What about some contest that is

      aired thru a reality show?”

      VICKY

      “Like what now? how would that work?”

      HANK

      “I don’t know yet”

      Hank checks his watch, gets up says he has to leave he’ll get back to her when something comes to him. He finishes eating and gets up to and goes upstairs. Ten minutes later he comes back down the