By Antoinette Johnson
INT. HEAVENLY COURTROOM – DAY
A giant glowing courtroom floats above Earth. Celestial judges from across the globe preside: Ancestral warriors from Ghana, high priestesses from Haiti, elders from Jamaica, Orishas, angels, and spirit guides. Think “Judge Judy” meets Wakanda with a splash of “Judge Mathis in the Spirit Realm.”
ANTOINETTE steps forward in a glowing suit. She’s the divine prosecutor and spiritual representative of Earth’s most mistreated souls.
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BAILIFF GABRIEL
“Next case… Ex-boyfriend 5’5” with ego 6’10… and his wife, a Lady Saw knockoff, both facing charges of emotional abuse, spiritual fraud, and child support scamming.”
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CUT TO:
THE EX steps into the courtroom with his head down, dripping sweat. His wife enters behind him in full “Hot Gyal Drama” mode, side-eyeing the spirits.
LADY SAW LOOKALIKE WIFE
“Mi nuh do nothin’! Is him tell mi lies! Him said di baby madda was wicked!”
ANTOINETTE (calm but spicy)
“Oh you wanted to play stepmom but skipped the ‘step up’ part?”
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FLASHBACK SEQUENCE — EARTHLY DIMENSION
The ex is seen ignoring calls, hiding at his mama’s house, faking court documents, and talking big online while his baby mama cries alone trying to feed their son.
Meanwhile, the son—LIL MAN—trains every day, watching NFL highlights on a cracked phone with broken earbuds.
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INT. HEAVENLY COURTROOM – BACK TO PRESENT
*Suddenly, the courtroom doors open. A grown version of the SON walks in—now a pro football player, six-foot-five, strong, focused, and wrapped in divine protection.
SON (calmly)
“You left me for dead. But I lived. I trained. I prayed. I forgave you before you even asked… but that don’t mean we cool.”
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JUDGE ANGELA BASSETT (yes, she’s judging today)
“Antoinette, your final verdict?”
ANTOINETTE
“For God, I held their souls on pause—so now they get a choice.
1. Face every child they’ve harmed in a truth chamber
2. Serve in the Afterlife Family Rehab Program
3. Or take the stage at Soul Court’s Redemption Concert and SING FOR THEY SOULS.”
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LADY SAW LOOKALIKE WIFE
Grabs mic “Drop di riddim. I’m ready fi confess in dancehall.”
She freestyles her apology in full patois while crying, windmilling, and whining like she’s in a 2002 basement bashment party.
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THE EX (nervous)
“Can I… write a letter?”
DISCO DADDY (from jury box)
“Nah bruh, sing or sit down.”
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MUSIC BLASTS — ENTER GLOBAL ARTISTS
Burna Boy, Popcaan, Shenseea, Stormzy, and Tems walk in to represent for Africa, Jamaica, and the UK. They perform a soul-healing cypher with hidden messages in every bar.
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FINAL SHOT
As the ex and his wife kneel in surrender, Antoinette walks past them holding a scroll that says:
“JUSTICE WITH LOVE. HEALING WITH BOUNDARIES. AND ACCOUNTABILITY IN RHYTHM.”






















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