So This Is Love?

Part 31: Going, Going, Gone!

"So nice of you to be prompt." Dave says happily as Liz drags her by her hair across the set to rope hooks- used to transition walls and floors with minimal effort.

"Let her go!" Ryan yells and Ashley kicks him hard in the ribs.

"Uh uh- none of that Ashley. Internal bleeding isn't what we're going for here." He says and walks over to Freema- hands behind his back, admiring her longingly. "You are a beautiful sight....it's a Goddamn shame you're going to be mutilated."

"What the bloody hell is going on here?!" Freema shrills and Liz begins taking a rope and tying it around Freema's neck. She pulls it right and Freema immediately tries to pulls at the rope to remove it.

"Ya see, Freems...the thing is...is ya just got too big for your britches. You and Ryan alike. This show...huh...this show was just a foot in the door for me. I am meant for bigger and better things my dear- as are all of us. But it seems, you and Ryan have reached your peek. Everyone loves you. And frankly they're rooting for you both. It's really touching...but it's time you both stepped down. It's not so much about my disappointment in your acting- you both are great! Truly! But...ya know what the show really needs isn't a romantic storyline. Let's be honest- this show could go on to be bigger than Grey's Anatomy- but I don't wanna stick around for fifty fucking seasons and I'm not willing to pass the torch to Darnell so he gets the credit: fuck Darnell. So New Amsterdam will get its time in the spot light- but it won't be for love. It'll be for tragedy. Come tomorrow morning- the crew and I will arrive to find that our two stars- our two lovers- have been gruesomely murdered by some unknown group. You will live on in everyone's hearts and the show will dissolve. I will find my new big inspiring creation and these two will have their own fame and fortune come to them. It's a big circle of everyone helping everyone."
Liz drops the rope so Freema can breathe and she begins gasping for air. "And I know you're probably worried about Gracie- but don't be. She'll be set for life. Oh! That reminds me- Jackson!"

The tall man in his. Lack suit steps forward and waits for orders.

"Do remind the Chancellor that we are to deposit $10,000 into a private bank account for the darling child. We can't leave her with nothing- now can we?" He laughs manually and then walks towards Ryan. "So! I need that bank account my friend. Then we can get started.

"Do you have a pen? Ryan asks and Dave looks at the ladies.

"Well? Ladies? Do we?!" Ashley shuffles to the counter and reaches in her purse. "Whenever you're ready, Mr. Eggold!"

"Okay...it's 4820- 2229- 1287- 9265. Expiration is 09/22 and the security number is 770." Ryan says and looks up towards Freema, who shakes her head.

"Thank you. Ya know- it's touching to see that you can finally follow instructions today. It really truly melts my heart. Now! Ashley- I want you to get into that account and transfer all funds into my Swiss Bank account."

"What bank is it through?" Ashley asks and Dave turns with puckered lips and folded hands and looks at Ryan.

"Well?" He asks and Ryan shakes his head.

"NTA Banking. There's an app you can download."

"Awesome! You are a star!"

"Username and password?" Ashley asks and Ryan takes a breath.

"EggoldR99@gmail.com the password is B1U3b@11$69." Ryan says and Dave walks over and looks at it.

"Blue balls 69? Ha! You are clever." Ashley begins typing everything and Dave walks over to Freema. "You're a bit quiet this evening. What's wrong? Don't have the upper hand here?"