MAKSHA THE MEAN SIDE WITH DEVINE CODE
🎬 STRAIGHT JACKET – EPISODE 5: “Double Buckle”
By Antoinette Lavonne Johnson – Queenflix / RealityDundidItAgain / R.C. Queen
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EXT. HIGH-END ROOFTOP LOUNGE – NIGHT

The city glitters below. Champagne flows, music hums, and everyone here thinks they’re untouchable. Maksha steps out of the elevator in a crimson satin dress with a slit up to her thigh, leather holster hidden beneath.

Her crew blends into the crowd, posing as guests. Two men stand at the far side of the rooftop — TALON and VITO — both mid-40s, both once allies, now snakes. They’re laughing with women draped over them, but when Maksha locks eyes on them, their smiles fade.

MAKSHA
(under her breath, smirking)
Two for one special. Let’s bag ’em.

INT. ROOFTOP – CONTINUOUS

Maksha struts toward them, hips swaying, heels clicking like a timer. Conversations stop as she passes. Talon tries to act casual, Vito looks ready to run.

MAKSHA
Well, well…
Look at y’all, out here drinking my champagne like y’all paid for it.

TALON
(faking a laugh)
Maksha… always so dramatic.

MAKSHA
(tilting her head)
Dramatic? Nah, baby — I’m cinematic.
And you’re about to be my next scene.

ACTION BEAT

Without warning, she yanks Talon’s drink and smashes the glass against the table. In the same motion, she pulls a concealed taser from her thigh holster and zaps Vito in the ribs — he drops like a sack of bricks.

Guests scream, scatter. Her crew moves in, closing off the exits.

MAKSHA
(looking at Talon while Vito groans on the ground)
See… the thing about betrayal?
It’s not just the stab in the back.
It’s thinking I wouldn’t hear the whisper before the knife hit.

Talon tries to reach for something under his jacket — Maksha slams him against the glass railing, pressing the taser to his jaw.

MAKSHA (CONT’D)
Try it… and I’ll light you up so bad you’ll glow in the dark.

EXT. ROOFTOP – MOMENTS LATER

Both men are strapped into dual chrome straight jackets, arms locked tight. Maksha has them seated back-to-back, duct tape over their mouths, as her crew snaps photos.

MAKSHA
(sassy, to the camera phone)
They thought they were too slick for the Queen.
Turns out… they just became tonight’s entertainment.

FINAL SHOT

Maksha walks away with her crew, tossing Talon’s Rolex into the champagne fountain without looking back.

MAKSHA
Two down in one night.
Efficiency is sexy.

FADE OUT.