The Darkness - 'til the Last Teardrop Falls - by R.A. Wonsowski

Layout is 3 rows, 2 panels each.
All panels are from our POV, as if we are tied to a chair.  A single naked lightbulb hangs from the ceiling. The background is dim, but there are hints that we are in a sound recording studio.  Before us paces JACKIE ESTACADO, dressed impeccably in a white summer linen suit, with a white silk shirt. 


Panel 1 - JACKIE paces left as he looks at the floor, one hand's fingers brushing the edge of the mixing board.
JACKIE:  ...don't think I'll ever understand animals like you.  I mean...
JACKIE:  ...enough felony child porn, abduction, and abuse charges to choke a hippo...


Panel 2 - JACKIE reaches into his inside-jacket pocket.  He still can't look at us.
JACKIE:  ...add fugitive charges and extradition, and you plea out to a 15-year bit at state...
JACKIE:  ...of which you do 11...you get out, open another record label, set up a new life, and whadaya do...


Panel 3 - JACKIE throws a handful of Polaroids at us.  We know what they're pictures of.
JACKIE:  YOU PULL THIS SHIT ALL OVER AGAIN!!!


Panel 4 - In the dim background we can see one of Jackie's ASSOCIATES smashing speakers with a Les Paul guitar.  JACKIE still is looking at the floor.
JACKIE:  I don't know how you didn't get shanked in there, "short eyes".  Must've had some powerful pals in there...
JACKIE:  ...what those pals must've cost you.  Well, it wasn't enough.


Panel 5 - JACKIE finally looks at us as he begins to twist loose the lightbulb.  An ASSOCIATE is dousing the place in gasoline in the background.
JACKIE:  Shoulda never gone near Eddie's kid.  Can't have kids of my own, so I'm "Uncle Jackie" to my friends' families.  Very protective uncle, I am...
JACKIE:  Betcha you used to wonder how it'd feel, in that chair...


Panel 6 - Black panel.
JACKIE:  Gonna find out now...