KISS KISS GOODBYE
Episode 1: “Don’t Let Them Smell Fear”
FADE IN:
EXT. LUXURIOUS HOTEL BALLROOM - NIGHT (FLASHFORWARD: 6 MONTHS IN THE FUTURE)
A grand New Year’s Eve party. Crystal chandeliers. Black-tie elegance. Champagne flows as high-powered professionals toast to success. The atmosphere is intoxicating—money, power, ambition.
We PUSH THROUGH the crowd, catching glimpses of our key players:
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JULIAN MARSHALL (40s, Managing Partner) - Flawless in a tux, a practiced smile masking calculation.
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AVA LIU (30s, Senior Consultant) - Eyes sharp, posture stiff. She scans the room like she’s searching for someone—or something.
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DANIEL "DANNY" REYES (30s, Associate) - Slightly tipsy, laughing, but his eyes betray tension.
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SOPHIA CALDWELL (50s, COO) - Standing by the bar, watching everything unfold like a queen surveying her court.
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ETHAN RILEY (30s, Junior Consultant) - Anxious, fidgeting, feeling out of place among the power players.
A large digital clock behind the stage reads: 11:59 PM
The crowd counts down: "TEN... NINE... EIGHT..."
Ava’s breathing is shallow. Something’s wrong.
"SEVEN... SIX... FIVE..."
Julian’s hand tightens around his champagne flute.
"FOUR... THREE..."
Danny whispers something to Ethan. Ethan nods, barely.
"TWO..."
A SHARP SCREAM cuts through the celebration.
"ONE!"
Confetti explodes. The crowd gasps. A body falls to the ground. Blood seeps onto the marble floor.
The music stops. Panic spreads.
SOMEONE IS DEAD.
FADE TO BLACK.
TITLE CARD: KISS KISS GOODBYE
INT. PRESTIGIOUS CONSULTING FIRM - MORNING (PRESENT DAY)
Six months before the murder.
The firm hums with controlled chaos. Employees in sharp suits, power-walking between glass-walled offices. Phones ring. Deals are being made. Careers are being broken.
Ava strides in, coffee in one hand, phone in the other. She moves with the precision of someone who always has somewhere more important to be. She pauses at the sight of Ethan, nervously adjusting his tie in the reflection of a conference room.
She walks off. Ethan exhales, resetting his posture.
INT. JULIAN MARSHALL’S OFFICE - LATER
Julian stands by the window, looking down at the city. His office screams wealth—sleek leather chairs, bookshelves filled with trophies of past victories. Danny sits across from him, arms crossed.
Danny clenches his jaw. Julian turns, smirking.
A tense beat. Then—Julian laughs, claps Danny on the back.
INT. CONFERENCE ROOM - DAY
A high-stakes client meeting. Ava, Danny, and Sophia sit at the table with Mr. Lancaster, an old-money CEO with a skeptical gaze.
Sophia leans forward, unshaken.
Beat. Then—
The deal is sealed. But as hands shake, Ava notices Julian watching from the glass wall, a knowing look in his eyes.
EXT. ROOFTOP - NIGHT
Danny and Ava stand overlooking the city, whiskey in hand.
Beat.
Danny studies her.
FADE TO BLACK.
TO BE CONTINUED...