Return of the Crimson Dona, Rise of the Blue Butterfly

Parental advisory, explicit language.   

Synopsis:  The tale of Bella Wozniak as told by the Dona herself.  Taking not too long after the shoot-out between the Carbones and the Scarlettas, Wozniak gathers the family back together to continue ruling the streets and commanding the helm as Queenpin of Crime. 

~*~CAST~*~

Bella Anne Wozniak/Farfalle: 

Benito Farfalle: 

Marzetti ‘Mars’ Farfalle: 

Alan Farfalle: 

Paloma Farfalle: 

Tina Farfalle: 

Maribelle Vienna: 

Leonid Vienna:  

Klein Vienna: 

Klaus Vienna:  

Iago Amir: 

Chico Valdez:  

Bibi Oppenheimer: 

Hideo Takeshi: 

Arcady Mikelovitch: 

Nicolai Mikelovitch: (Arcady’s little brother)

Veronika Mikelovitch: 

Dania Mikelovitch:  

Yacob Mikelovitch: 

Delight:  (owner of the Velveteen Fox)

Vivica:  (accountant of the Velveteen Fox) 

Mario Tarantino:  (owner of Breese’s, Maraschino and Escape)

Guido Fortenza:  (Benito’s ‘contact’ in Palermo) 

Capri Stanton, news anchor: 

Narrator (probably a police/CIA officer of some type):

Scene 1—Rise to Glory 

(‘Pistol Packing Mama’ sung by the Andrews Sisters plays in the background as Bella begins her soaring rise to the top of the heap.) 

Bella:  (narrating)  I didn’t take any of my new found glory lightly.  My bosses had been abysmally murdered right in front of my own eyes in cold blood.  Any one that could’ve come looking for me was capped, bam, by Yours Truly.   I didn’t have any quibbles over that, no complaints here.   The Carbones were no longer an issue.  I handled that, bada bing, bada boom.  No problem.   Thing is, it’s kind of lonely at the top, even with new associates under my wing.   Some things haven’t changed, however.  Delight still heads operations at the Velveteen and Vivica is my bean counter.  Rakin’ in the moolah there.   I hired a new CEO for Enzo’s businesses; Breese’s, Maraschino and Escape.   I should be euphoric, but pangs of loneliness seize my troubled heart.  So, in order to numb the pain, I head to the shooting range and lose myself in a few rounds of sniper practice.  

(At the Range, ‘Clint Eastwood’ plays in the background as she hits every target in perfect sequence, even in slow-motion or while on the move, running at intense speed.)  

Benito:  Fancy shootin’ there, Tex.  

Bella:  (blows off the smoke from her AK-47 in a rather braggadocio way, bows dramatically)  Why, thank you.  You aren’t so bad yourself.   I’ve never seen you here.  Do you come here often ? 

Benito: (twirling his H&K and holstering it)  Yeah, sure do, pretty lady.   I’m Benito Farfalle.   (reaches out his hand for her to shake it) 

Bella:  Charmed, I’m sure.  Do you know who I am ?

Benito:  (takes her hand, kisses it long and slow)  Of course I do.  You’re the legendary Crimson Dona.  You have many names.  Feared, revered, adulated.  Most of all, loved.  

Bella:  (blushing darkly)  Knock it off, Benito.  My life is plenty complicated by running the streets and keeping all accounts in check. 

Benito: I have a proposition for you then. 

(‘Besame Mucho’ plays as he does the tango with her and sings to her, drawing her near so close he can almost kiss her.) 

Bella:  It’s far too tempting not to resist.   I’ll admit my need for a guardian, and you fit the bill. 

Benito:  (still face to face with her)  Is that all I will be to you, a human shield ?

Bella:  No, absolutely not.  I shouldn’t go about this alone.  I don’t care how complex it will become.  

Benito:  Bellisimo.   (brings her close for a kiss on her cheek)  I will do this properly though, as any gentleman should.   A lady such as yourself should be courted. 

Bella: (coyly and a bit more demure than she is used to) How gallant and chivalrous. 

Benito:  It’s what I was taught.  Come now, let’s get to know each other better, m’chere. (takes her hand, they walk off the gallery, hands clasped.)  

(Scene fade)

Scene 2—Becoming the Blue Butterfly

(‘Peeping Tom’ plays in the background while a rather large gala surrounded by her closest friends.  She’s being pampered at her 30th birthday, and it’s going off with quite a bang !) 

Bella:   (narrating) I was now fully an adult and wondering what the world had in store for me.   I didn’t know what to expect when Benito stood and rung his crystal goblet for attention.   I gulped, nervously. 

Benito:  I know this might be a bit unorthodox but hear me out.   I’ve known and courted the lovely Lady Wozniak for about 2 years, 5 months now.  I’ve been counting the seconds to this moment.   All I want to know now is, Bella Anne Wozniak, will you give me the honor of becoming your husband ?

Bella:   (taking his hand into her’s)  Absolutely !  

Benito:  (getting up on his feet rapidly, spinning her around and kissing her non-stop)  You’ve made me the happiest Farfalle in the Universe.  

Bella:  (narrating)  And in a flash, I was being fitted for the most gorgeous, sumptuous gown a gal had ever seen.  Usually I’m not into frilly-lacy-girl stuff, but I felt like a Queen.   Thing is I had no idea I could dance in such a get up.  Wonders will never cease.  

(She dances to a remix of ‘Hey Pachuko’ with Benito.) 

Benito:  Your talent grows and grows.   I never thought you could move like that.

Bella:  (tittering)  I took dance classes at the orphanage when I was just 7 years old.   The instructor said I had a knack and promoted me to lead.  Honestly, I was petrified…

Benito:  (spinning her out and in, very close to him, his lips almost pressed against her neck)  Yes, I can imagine.  Yet, I’m absolutely certain you nailed that recital and got a standing ovation. 

Bella:  (amused)  Heh.  It’s like you were there. 

Benito:  I’ve become familiar with everything you’ve done.  I want to do so with the woman you are becoming. 

Bella:  I’m certain our reign will be spectacular together.

Benito:  I won’t let what happened to your bosses occur with you. 

Bella:   (leaning against him, in a very sensual way, their lips finally meet)  I know you won’t.  

(Scene shift to the honeymoon in Palermo.  Bella begins building a reputation there and decides to get a tattoo to commemorate the occasion.   Guess the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree, even if the apple wasn’t related to the tree.)  

Scene 3—Interconnectivity 

(‘Butterfly’ by Crazy Town plays as Bella continues to make friends in high places.  She seems to be in her element.) 

Bella:  (narrating)  You know how it’s said ‘it’s not what you know what who’ ?  It couldn’t ring truer here in Palermo.   I’m like a goddess here and Benito is a god ruling at my side.   The honeymoon has been multo bellisimo.  I couldn’t ask for more.   Benito wanted to make certain that everything was set in place before we returned, ‘cover all our bases’, if you will.  So, we set up an appointment with someone he knew summering in Palermo as a child…

(‘Semper Roma’ from SkadiPirate’s ‘Grandpa Rome’) 

Benito:  Guido, I just want to make positively sure that we’re all set with everything needed for safe transit back home. 

Guido:  Benito, pal, you know you can count on me.  Your family has done business with us since the time you were in diapers.  (chuckles)  Now look at you, you’re a fucking Don !

Benito:  I know, ain’t it a kick to the teeth ? 

Guido:  You and Bella, you’re geniuses.  Covering your ass like that.  Just be careful, even though you’re in home territory, there could be some rouges out here out for blood. 

Bella:  (narrating)  Guido was right.  We always had to watch our backs, even if we were amongst friends.  Ever since we had risen to the top, I had become more paranoid, but it wasn’t all bad.   All I knew is that I couldn’t afford one slip or screw up.   I wouldn’t make the same mistakes my Boss had, rest her soul.  

(Scene shift) 

Scene 4—A Small Army

Benito:  Bella, are all the children ready for school ?   Lunches packed ? 

Bella:  Yes, of course they are, Tesoro mio.   (brings him close for a hug and sends all of her kids away, hugs, kisses, and lunches in tact) Remember what I said now, little ones ? 

Kids: (Ranked in course of age, logically)  Yes, mama. 

Bella:  There’s a reason they call it ‘omerta’.  

Mars:  We know, mama.  We know.  We’re not supposed to let anyone know. 

Alan:  As far as the outsiders are aware, we’re just a regular, happy-go-lucky, fun loving family that deals in the trade of exotic insects. 

Paloma:  One of many cover stories that’s entirely believable.  

Benito:  (kissing them all) I’m so proud of you.  One of you will take over the ‘business’ and make us all beam even more than we can now.

Bella:  Go out there and knock those teachers dead.   Not in the literal sense though.  

Benito: (nudging her playfully)  Ah, cara.  Gallows humor, I adore it. 

Bella:  (nuzzling her nose with his)  I adore you, handsome. 

(They kiss and caress a bit amorously.)

Tina:  Ew, mama, papa.  Gross !  

Benito/Bella:  That’s how you all came to be, don’t knock it ! 

(They laugh as all of them are sent to school.  Benito becomes a little emotional.) 

Benito:  (wipes a tear from his eye)  My, my.  They grow up so fast.  Just yesterday, I can remember little Tina in diapers, or Paloma wrestling with Alan on the floor.   Marzetti is becoming quite the young dapper gentleman. 

Bella:  I think we have plenty Farfelles for now in our armada.  

Benito:  (kissing her deeply)  Mmm, indeed.  They have all been trained well and know the ropes thanks to your guidance.  

Bella:  (tickling him)  They have had exquisite teachers.   

(narrating)  However, I didn’t know that my babies had bumped into a rather nasty rival in school.   Her name was Dania Mikelovitch and she did her damndest just to pollute my children’s existence and make their lives a living, abysmal, miserable hell.   

(Shift scene to school)

Scene 5—Don’t Get Too Cocky

Dania:   (scoffing)  I can’t stand you Farfelles.   You walk around the school like you own it.  

Alan:  I don’t know where you get off saying that, but we don’t.  Capice ? 

Dania:  (pins him against a locker)  I have connections.   Don’t try and tick me off, squirt.   I’ll have your face rearranged so bad your own mama won’t even recognize you. 

Mars:  (coming to Alan’s rescue)  You leave him alone, you bitch !  Get your filthy hands off my brother ! 

Dania:  You and who’s army, wop ? 

Mars:  (becoming incensed)  What did you call me, you cunt ? 

Dania:  (dropping Alan so that he is able to flee)  You heard me.  Or do you have meatballs in your ears !   (laughs) 

Mars:  You best step off sister.   Firstly, no one touches my brother.   Secondly, you don’t insult me or my family.   

Paloma:   You’d better listen to my brother.   He’s not one to hit a lady, but as far as I can see, you’re no lady.   I won’t think twice. 

Dania:  (sizing her up, trying to intimidate her)  I don’t think you know what you little guineas are dealing with.   (comes toward her, mocking a punch, walks away, laughing derisively)  

Tina:  (coming in at the last moment)  What just happened ?  

Alan:  That Russian bitch just threatened me and insulted our entire family.  

Tina:  How dare she !   

Mars:  Says we don’t know who we’re dealing with.  (whispering amongst the din of other students) Thing is, how does she know that we’re Farfalles ?   No one else is aware of our true identities or what we actually do. 

Paloma:  They’ve got insider intel.   Bastards !  

Tina:  I don’t see how that’s possible unless Dania had one of us bugged one day or she’s a hacker, delving into our personal files.   Digital records are harder to expunge. 

Alan:  Fucking crafty little cunt !   (seething)  I wouldn’t put it past her.  Since the day we came to this academy, Mikelovitch has had her beady eyes set on our hides.   I don’t care how but we’re going to deal with her, even if she has a whole armada behind her.  

(Old fashioned western music plays in the background while the families face down after school and Dania gives Alan quite the beat down.)  

Dania:  Clearly I’m more experienced.   I didn’t call on anyone else because I knew this was a battle I could face on my own terms.   You’re weak, Farfalle.

Alan:  (getting back up onto his feet)  This isn’t the last fucking time that we’re squaring off !  

Dania:  (steps down on his trachea, a little hard)  Oh, I know it won’t be.  Just like a cockroach, you little turds keep coming back.  (lets loose and walks away)  We should’ve wiped your lot out a long time ago during WW II.  

Alan:  FUCK YOU !  (can’t even get up)

Dania:  No, no, don’t get up.   I can escort myself off the school grounds without any assistance.   (laughs)

Paloma:  Alan, why did you fight her ?  You shouldn’t have without our help. 

Alan:  No one insults me, or US !   She’s got a lot of balls to treat me like shit.  I’m not taking it anymore.  Enough. 

Tina:  I don’t think we should be engaging her at all.   It’s wretched planning. 

Alan:  Come on, Tina.  We’ve got plenty of skill on our side.  Plus, we’ll have mama and papa backing us up. 

(Scene shift to the biggest showdown in history.  Anything dark and brooding by Kipelov is playing in the background.)

Scene 6—All in the Family

Bella:  (narrating)  How was I supposed to know that the Mikelovitches had a fucking black hat in their family ?   She knew way too much and always got away scot fucking free due to the fact that the government used her as an asset.   What a fucking joke !  

(Revamped western music plays in the background as the Farfalle family is clearly surrounded and outnumbered.)

Veronika:  I had wondered just how long you idiots thought you could lay low, under the radar.  Did you really think you could outrun the Russian mafia ? 

(They all laugh) 

Maribelle:  Don’t forget the Vienna family.  It was thanks to a tip to these guys that we were led here.  Friends in high places, as the saying goes. 

Benito: (under his breath) Fuck ! 

Bella:  (cocking her AK-47)  My sentiments exactly, but we have no other choice.  We have to fight back.  

(‘Italia’ from SkadiPirate’ plays in the background as the families stare each other down and then begin shooting or dodging bullets.   Only a few are left standing, but then all are left in pools of their own blood, falling to the ground to the sad strains of Mozart’s Requiem.  The last to fall by her husband’s side is Bella herself, and she weakly holds on to Benito’s hand as she quietly slips away. A lone dianthus lands on her heart, beats its wings once or twice and as she closes her eyes for the last time, ascends into the heavens, lighter than a feather.) 

(There’s a bit of a clip show of the Family’s life from both sides, sort of done as a montage in different squares.)

Capri:  (reporting)  Many empires fell this tragic day and none can say whether it was a crime of hatred, vouching for power, or just the clash of warring cartels over territory.   Whatever it was, avarice and envy were the root cause.  There is no longer a Crimson Dona, or as Bella Farfalle was known, The Blue Butterfly.   She is dead and gone and she and her compatriots and enemies will have a proper burial.   Everyone deserves that, even the most dismal of criminal masterminds.   This is Capri Stanton, reporting from Channel 13 News.  

(Fade to a funeral scene, and a large group of mourners saying their goodbyes.  A cluster of hybrid roses on everyone’s caskets before they are lowered into the earth.)  

Narrator:  Though I’m only an observer, lurking in the shadows, I can always sense the closing of one chapter and the beginning of a new one.   No one knows how long it will continue or if it will ever come to an end.   So long as there are salacious needs to be met, addictions to be fed, forces such as this one will continue to thrive.   I’m neither for it or against it.   I only say what I see and no more, only to slink back to where I came from, knowing no one will be the wiser.   

(We never really see the mysterious narrator.  We only hear her voice.   She is not involved, but she has immense knowledge on the subject. She merely disappears into the fog from whence she came, telling the facts in a crystal-clear way.   Credits roll and a rather pensive tune reminiscent of old-school gangster cinema plays.)