THE TERRIBLE TWO’S
Synopsis
The Terrible Two's is an explosive action adventure film that takes place in one of Miami's Skyscrapers.
By Christopher Marrero
It’s a hot Christmas in present day Miami as WE SEE on the fiftieth floor of the Nationsbank Tower Building downtown Christine Woodward, 28 and Richard Milano, 33 are two workaholic, timeshare telemarketers. Richard is a sharply GQ dressed executive, getting part of the major residuals of the company allowing him to get some the upper crust toys one might enjoy like a candy apple red Ferrari, the top of the line jewelry, and lots of beautiful clothes, Armani suits. She’s smitten. They embark on a ravenous love affair.
Two years later, the BANK in the Nationsbank Tower Building is experiencing a painful merger for all the employees especially the bank President, MALIK BHUTTA, a 45 year old Pakistani national, along with his second in command MOHAMED SAPPERSTEIN also forty five year old. Half Jewish and half Arab, obviously someone suffering from an identity crisis but, has made peace with himself. They’ve been planning to rob the bank knowing that advancement in technology in the banking industry and new software systems would eventually be showing them the front door with no retirement benefits. They force REGINALD WINSTON, a forty year old, very proper black British vegetarian to tag along. But the one they all fear is the TONTO. He just got out of prison after serving 14 years for bank robbery. A southern redneck full of tattoos and that Harley Davidson look.
Christine is a frustrated single Mom working an internet business from home now. Having had Richard’s offspring, named NICHOLAUS, who is an absolute two and a half year old terror and very difficult for her to handle after he’s stolen her car, while she fell asleep, driving it three tenths of a mile down a busy highway hitting several parked cars, sideswiping another and ending up in a ditch. Her car, now smashed, is towed to her house by the Police. Now needing a temporary daycare, so she can replace her car the little tyke burns down, the temporary caregiver’s house. She’s hauled away by ambulance never wanting to see that child-terror again.
Christine begs her footloose and fancy-free Richard for help after being threatened by the State to have little Nicky taken away. The family courts ask Richard directly if he would have a hand raising in his child otherwise he’ll have to be foster cared until Christine can prove herself again. Richard cannot understand why Christine can’t seem to watch a two and a half year old, how hard can it be. Richard feeling backed up against the wall, reluctantly says “yes”.
To prove he can be a real father and watch a simple two year old he offers to take him for the day and give Christine a day off by paying for her to get a blissful day of massage while he watches the boy.
They arrive at his work at the Bank Tower Building. Richard gets distracted for just one single moment, he lets go of Nicky’s hand, but that’s all the time Nicky needs to play hide and seek by hiding in the elevator where the child gets lost in the early crowd of nine to fivers, in the midst of rush hour, on a Friday just before Christmas holiday.
The bank robbers slip in as everyone is rushing to their floors.
From here on the rollercoaster ride begins. Our little chaos causer finally gets out on the floor where the entire electrical circuitry for the building resides. He shuts down the entire electrical ampage to the entire structure shutting all elevators of which his Dad and Security JIM WHITELAW are trying to respond to his disappearance. In an ironic twist, the lack of electricity automatically and quickly locks two of the bank robbers in the vault.
Our little rampaging rodent triggers the fire alarms which kick in the fire sprinkler system to all the floors soaking and paralyzing commerce in the offices of all the major clients like Merrill Lynch, etc. doing million dollar deals over the phone, which he finds the main breakers that shuts them down. His escapades have caused such havoc that not only are the police called in but so is the FBI and Homeland Security, but they are no match for a two year old terror. Causing the exact media attention the bank robbers did not want. Frustration runs high for them on what they thought would be an easy inside job that could get in and out quickly.
His Father’s multiple attempts at trying to rescue his son are to no avail as the man is launched back and forth up and down the elevators with Security Guard Jim. Business as usual continues to be halted by our little terror storm as the bank robbers attempt to stop him themselves. Little do they know what they’re in for. Tonto has a one on one gladiator type standoff with Richard protecting his offspring. Tonto gets polyurethaned into an elevator as he’s left gasping for air while Mohamed makes it to the top of the sky lobby confronting both his father and the child, as the child runs into an office that is bare and unfinished passing a workers’ torch consisting of OXYGEN AND ACELYENE TANKS that hold 3,000 pounds of pressurized gaseous flammable explosives power. In this office are the most explosives to date. As Mohamed holds a gun on Richard. The little terrorist finds and turns on what the workman have left behind, propane tanks, in the middle of the room which fill the room rather quickly with gaseous fumes at the same time fulfilling his passion for plugging and unplugging electricity he plugs in a SAW that was laying dormant but suddenly ROARS to life cutting an electrical cord in half that whips around to some rags laying on top of some paint thinner and other conveniently placed explosive materials. This kid is on a roll. But suddenly, the rags catch on fire, Richard smells the fumes and grabs his son and protects him in cocoon fashion and jumps in the hallway as Mohamed dives for his life. The fire ignites the room in a blaze of fireworks rocketing the propane tanks and smashing into the OXYGEN AND ACELYNE TANKS knocking them over and they fall against the exposed pipes in the wall that snap off the top of knobs and the meters exploding the tanks like TORPEDOES through walls of the building. The explosion rocks the entire floor shaking its foundation and rocking the surrounding neighborhood for blocks. An orange red blossom of engulfing flames mixed with black smoke explodes upward. The tanks missile through the sky where the police, FBI, Homeland Security and most frightening where Christine can see this from a distance, but she suspects to herself, “No, it can’t be!”. She attempts to rush home, but is stuck in a traffic jam because of what the news broadcasts are saying, “the terrorist activities occurring in the building”.
The rug rat has made it to the top very edge of the building where Richard pleads for him to come down. This little self-terrorist in training, thinks that Daddy’s just playing with him when another explosion rocks the building him knocking off the edge and to Richard’s horror as he goes to the edge we fear the worst as the lucky little tyke has fallen into the arms of a WINDOW WASHER trying to get out of there after hearing all the commotion.
S.W.A.T. team is right behind Richard as they point their guns at him realizing he’s just a father protecting his innocent baby from the evil terrorists destroying the building. He’s clear to go, where he makes a mad dash out of there, heading home to try and get there in his Ferrari before Christine makes it home. The race is on to see if she can get home first and catch him in the mother of all lies.
Fortunately, he makes it first and tears off what is now a spaghetti shredded Armani suit begging his little cookie monster that he should be grounded until he’s thirty for what he’s done today, but to save face with Mommy, he needs to help Daddy clean up her house for him. This puts him on high gear / lightning fast animated motion to see him cleaning all parts of the house in roadrunner fashion.
Richard is amazed when he sees him cleaning dishes, the table, mopping the floor, putting laundry away, making the beds upstairs, vacuuming all over, and giving himself a shower and getting dressed all in record time.
Christine pulls into the driveway and just as she walks in the little model of pure innocence is sitting himself down in his highchair. All her worries have been forgotten once she see’s her precious angel. Richard can just barely negotiate going down a staircase after all he’s been through today. But now he see’s Christine and everything he has with different eyes and he tells her so. He tells her how much he’s been wrong in perception of their relationship and how badly he wants to marry her. This is music to her ears. They kiss and go upstairs to get ready to go out to dinner and when they do the little destroyer GRABS the Ferrari keys and hi-tails it outside to a smoking ride for two and half year old – a candy apple red Ferrari.
He gets in and negotiates his way into traffic as the Miami Nationsbank Tower Building burns in the background.
Credits roll over an animated dancing baby driving a Ferrari, leaving us all to wonder the fate of the T2 Baby…
TO BE CONTINUED…in “The Terrible Two’s” Sequel.
THE END!