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The Daughter of the Mob
The Daughter of the Mob
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Maria, the daughter of Pedro Miguel, who is the head of the Mafia, wants to be a star. Her father, Pedro, is doing everything to stop her, including the raking of a Rolls-Royce of a club owner that hired Maria. Marias previous boyfriend, Derrick, who is a gangster working for her father, imposes himself to Maria as a lawyer. Rico, Pedros brother, who lives in Bogot, grows the marijuana and sends it to Pedro, but Ricos ambition is to take all the empire for himself, planning to kill Pedro and his family. Rico sends the marijuana to a competitor, and before arriving to Los Angeles on a bet, one of Ricos gang seduces an airline hostess in the plane bathroom. While in Los Angeles, Rico and all his gang raped a prostitute in the park, leaving her naked, and then they drove to Pedros warehouse and killed few of Pedros guards. Derricks jealousy drove him to order the torture and killing of Toni, who is Marias lover and musical director. Maria spies on her father and finds out that her father and Derrick are gagsters and killers. Rico and his gang surround the big estate of Pedro. Maria slashes her both of her wrists, thinking that her father, Pedro, killed Toni. Rico and his gang shoot and kill Derrick and others from Pedros gang. All the members of Ricos gang were killed, but Pedros chauffeur killed Rico inside the estate. In the hospital, Maria receives from her father, Pedro, a one-million-dollar check and an explanation on who killed Toni. Her father also told her that he is retiring from his business. Maria wins the American Idol competition.

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Release dateJan 27, 2015
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The Daughter of the Mob
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Ruth Toby

Ruth Toby was born in Israel in 1945. She immigrated to USA in 1981. Since her childhood, people appreciated her singing. At the age of sixteen, Ruth started singing professionally. She moved to England in 1966 and made three records. Living in Burbank, California, Ruth owned a hamburger stand and spent her earnings in building a recording studio, where she wrote and composed over one hundred pop songs. She has written four screenplays and published a book about her life.

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    The Daughter of the Mob - Ruth Toby

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    Published by AuthorHouse   01/19/2015

    ISBN: 978-1-4969-6497-7 (sc)

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    FADE IN:

    INT / EXT – LOS ANGELES (1978) – BELLAIRE – MIGUEL ESTATE – DAY

    SERITA, a Colombian middle aged maid is serving dinner, while FRANCO, a smallish but distinguishing looking butler is serving wine.

    ANGELINA

    Thank you Franco, that’s enough for me.

    Franco nods his head courteously and starts filling up Maria’s

    glass as she nibbles at a piece of chicken. Maria is a twenty one

    – year – old brunette with an exotic beauty. Angelina is sixty, petite

    and elegant looking.

    ANGELINA

    Is everything okay, Maria?

    MARIA

    Yes mother, everything is just fine.

    As PEDRO MIGUEL regards her searchingly. Pedro is sixty-five, good looking for his age, with a well preserved athletic physique. Next to Pedro is JOSE ARTURO, typical Spanish looks. Jose is thirty five and built like a prize fighter.

    MARIA

    Father, I wanna be a star.

    Interrupting Pedro and Jose as they AD LIB and share a private joke.

    MARIA

    I don’t wanna go back to college

    and be a doctor, daddy.

    I’m talented. I’m a natural …

    There is a non – committal look on Pedro’s face.

    MARIA

    Everyone thinks I’m a good singer.

    My songs are very commercial.

    PEDRO

    Listen to me, sweetheart, you

    know how much your mama

    and I care for you. You are my

    only child. I’ll do anything for

    you. But I don’t want you to get

    into the rough world of show

    biz. You can’t take the pressures.

    You’ll get hurt and disappointed.

    MARIA

    (defensively)

    No, I won’t.

    PEDRO

    (sternly)

    You’re to smart and sophisticated for

    that low life world of punk rock.

    ANGELINA

    Come on, Pedro, don’t be so hard on her.

    PEDRO

    Mama, I don’t want you interfering.

    Waving an index finger and shaking his head in a negative gesture.

    PEDRO

    I know what’s good for you Maria.

    (belligerently)

    Do you want our baby to be a punk rocker?

    Or a drug addict, tell me mama…

    tell me?

    Everyone but Jose stops eating.

    MARIA

    But papa, what about stars like Barbara

    Streisand and Frank Sinatra, there’re

    smart and sophisticated too.

    PEDRO

    Maria, I know this business inside out.

    It’s rough, mafia, drugs, you name it..

    You don’t need the money. What would

    people think, what would my family

    at home in Colombia think?…

    my daughter a punk rocker?

    Angelina regards Maria sympathetically and pats her back encouragingly.

    EXT - MIGUEL ESTATE - DAY

    OSVALDO, an elderly uniformed chauffeur opens the door of a gleaming dark blue convertible Rolls Royce as Maria walks towards the car.

    MARIA

    You can take the rest of the day off,

    Osvaldo, I’ll drive myself.

    Osvaldo nods in a servile manner.

    MARIA is looking at familiar landmarks, Rodeo Drive etc, Maria drives through Beverly Hills she inserts a tape into the cassette deck.

    We HEAR ‘Do it to me’, a rhythmic, upbeat song. She sings along with

    The tune, rocking her head and shoulders in synchronization.

    EXT - BEVERLY HILLS ESTATE - DAY

    Maria leaves her Rolls Royce. She rings the doorbell. A housekeeper leads her through the living room to an Olympic size swimming pool where ANDY RAY, 50 Caucasian balding sun bathing with a blonde in her early twenties. At the other end of the pool also sunbathing and drinking is a middle aged guy, sandwiched by two girls.

    MARIA

    Hi Ray, your life must be one long party.

    You always seem to be kicking back.

    MARIA Ignores the blonde and taking a seat next to Ray.

    RAY

    Well, all work and no play makes Jack

    a dull boy, it also makes Ray a dull boy…

    (chuckling)

    Seriously, I have a good staff, they

    do a great. They need me only for

    emergencies, like taking care of the

    big stars.

    Openly admiring his well – tanned body.

    RAY

    Honey, why don’t you take a dip.

    Taking the hint, the blonde leaves reluctantly and dives into the swimming pool.

    RAY

    What’s up Maria?

    MARIA

    I need to record five of my new songs

    in a twenty- four track studio. Its gonna

    cost me about Fifty grand to get a good

    producer and good session musicians.

    My dad doesn’t want to know. He’s getting

    paranoid about my becoming a star.

    RAY

    (softly)

    Look Maria, you know I’m not a producer.

    I’m just an agent..

    MARIA

    I know, but you’re an agent with clout.

    Come on Ray give me a break. Don’t you

    think I’m talented enough to make it?

    RAY

    (patronizingly)

    Of course, you’re very talented. But your

    Dad is a very powerful man. I won’t want

    him to get on my case. If he doesn’t like

    the idea, well, you know…

    MARIA

    (interrupting)

    You’re not scared of my dad, what can

    he do to you? Hey, you’re just looking

    for excuses.

    RAY

    Do you have any idea what could happen

    to me if he knows I’m doing things

    behind his back?

    As the blonde hangs around the edge of the pool.

    RAY

    Honey, how about fixing me a scotch?

    Maria, do you care for a drink?

    The blonde leaves the pool, joining Maria and Ray.

    MARIA

    I’ll take a double on the rocks. I need

    something to cheer me up. I’ve got too

    much negative vibes for one day, first it

    was dad, now you.

    She takes the glass from the blonde and takes a giant gulp.

    RAY

    I don’t understand you Maria. Forget

    being a star.

    (emphatically)

    you are a star anyway. You’re very

    beautiful, you have expensive cars,

    clothes, your dad is loaded, what else

    can you ask for?

    MARIA

    That’s a load of baloney and you know it.

    I can’t live on my father’s glory. I have goals

    of my own. I want to be respected for my

    achievements. I’m sick of asking for things

    from my dad. I want my independence.

    BLONDE

    Come Ray, how about a swim?

    The blonde stretches out her hand seductively to ray, who readily accepts it.

    MARIA

    (Half aloud)

    Bitch

    Ray and the blonde jump into the pool.

    MARIA

    I’m getting the hell out of here.

    Leaving unceremoniously.

    INT / EXT - BEVERLY HILLS MARIA’S 16 TRACK STUDIO - STUDIO

    We HEAR the compelling beat of the song ‘One night stand’, emanating from a drum machine.

    TONI is in Maria’s 16 track studio. Toni is 22, handsome with Latin features.

    The drumbeat continues unabated. Suddenly, a synthesizer bass line synchronizes in with the drumbeat. Toni straps on around his shoulder, a Fender bass guitar and plugs it into the mixing board.

    He is in high spirits and ostensibly having fun as he records himself.

    Simultaneously, Toni admires his reflection in a king size mirror on the wall of the studio he wriggles his body in a sexy manner as he continues to record.

    The handle of the studio door, is turning slowly, Maria steps in closing the door gently, Toni ignores her as he continues to record.

    MARIA

    (excited)

    Hey, I like the groove, it sounds great.

    The track comes to an end. Still ignoring Maria, he starts to rewind it.

    MARIA

    Are you in a bad mood again?

    TONI

    (mournfully)

    It seems I have to keep my mouth shut.

    You think everything I say is a lie.

    MARIA

    It sure seems that way. Remember when

    I first met you, you told me you were living

    with an older woman in Beverly Hills.

    You also told me you had a car that was

    being fixed in a shop…

    TONI

    (interrupting)

    I wasn’t telling you no lie.

    In an unconvincing tone of voice.

    MARIA

    If you were living with this lady in

    Beverly Hills, how come when I picked

    up your belongings so that you can

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