By Antoinette Johnson

COLD OPEN – INT. SOULSIGNED ENT RECORDING STUDIO – DAY

Camera pans across a platinum-record-stacked wall. “SoulSigned ENT” is glowing in gold neon lights. Inside, Antoinette is seated at the CEO desk in all-white, sipping on ginger tea with a red snapper platter to the side. DJ Bobby Konders is behind the glass, mixing riddims. Lil Vicious walks in, vibesy as ever in a throwback mesh marina, sunglasses and gold chains.

LIL VICIOUS
“Bless up queen. I’m ready to buss again! Yuh done know it’s comeback season.”

ANTOINETTE
“You still got it, Vicious. I believe in you. I hooked you up with a dude I thought had real connections. Just keep it tight.”

Suddenly the door BURSTS OPEN. In walks a swagger-jacking, clout-thirsty “music mogul” wearing fake Gucci slides and loud ego energy. It’s… T-FLEX aka “The Faker.”

T-FLEX
“Yo Vicious, my guy! You see who plugged you right? ME! I put this all together, not… that old industry reject over there.”

He points at Antoinette.

T-FLEX (CONT’D)
“Shawty don’t know nothin’. She stuck in the 90s! This is my game now!”

Record scratch. Silence. Even the studio monitors go mute. DJ Bobby slowly removes his headphones.

DJ BOBBY KONDERS
“Wait… who dis? Antoinette BEEN in this game before you even had a Hotmail.”

ANTOINETTE
(smiling calm but deadly)
“First of all, I opened the door. Second of all, I own the whole damn building. Third… I got angels on speed dial and contracts laced with prayer.”

T-FLEX freezes. Starts stuttering.

T-FLEX
“Nah, I ain’t mean it like that… I was just sayin’—”

LIL VICIOUS
(interrupting)
“Yuh disrespect di queen? After she set di ting fi mi? Yo me bredrin, step light before mi step pon yuh!”

T-FLEX tries to save face, backing out the door while fake-coughing.

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INT. SOULSIGNED VIP LOUNGE – LATER THAT NIGHT

Michael Khalifani “Disco Daddy” enters, rocking a glittery Soul Train bomber jacket and high-top Soul Glo fade. Music drops to an old-school funk beat. Everyone claps.

DISCO DADDY
“Antoinette, baby girl. This right here? Is what we fought for. Real talent. Real soul. No sell-outs. You are the truth.”

ANTOINETTE
“You been showing me the LA ropes, Disco Daddy. I got you.”

DISCO DADDY
“And I got Soul Train steps older than that T-FLEX fool’s entire career!”

Cue everyone laughing. DJ Bobby starts spinning a Soul Train beat. Lil Vicious grabs the mic and does a freestyle:

LIL VICIOUS
“She a queen, she divine, she don’t flex for likes /
Clout chasers get ghost when she pull up the mic!”

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INT. GOSSIP SALON – THE NEXT DAY

We cut to a barbershop/salon where everyone gossiping about the drama.

BARBER
“You heard T-FLEX got booted out SoulSigned? Man went live and cried on TikTok!”

SALON LADY
“Chile please. You don’t come for Antoinette unless you packin’ scripture and security.”

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ENDING SCENE – ANT’S FINAL WORD
Camera zooms in on Antoinette walking down a hallway full of framed contracts and golden headphones.

ANTOINETTE (V.O.)
“They tried to play me. Thought I was washed. But I’m the detergent in this dirty industry. I don’t sell my soul—I soul sign it.”