Greetings, thrill seekers. Got a heat-seeking bullet for ya. A blast of estrogren-drenched firepower so strong it'll knock your socks off. And your shoes. Maybe your shirt. And probably your pants. So get that tight little butt in here ... and meet NOWHERE GIRL ...
Screened a nifty little crime thriller last night. My man Clint, starring in and directing ABSOLUTE POWER. An amazing cast, including Gene Hackman, Dennis Haysbert, Scott Glenn, Laura Linney, and too many others to mention here. Clint plays a jewel thief who witnesses the drunken President murder his best friend's wife. Let's just say things get a bit sticky from there ... if you haven't seen this one, be sure to check it out ... great stuff.
Onto today's blast from NOWHERE GIRL ...
Better pay close attention, because the plot is starting to thicken ...
In part one, the terrorists are pissed off at Avi Abbas, the Palestinian weapons merchant because delivery of the package has been delayed ...
In part two, April chews out Avi because his op Token Ware gave the package to the wrong person (Cherry) ...
And in part three, Cherry and Peeler make their escape ... on a city bus ...
INT. MANSION - NIGHT - AT THAT MOMENT
Kamal clicks his phone shut. Looks at Hamad.
She said there was a delay,
that she was on her way, and then --
the line went dead.
I do not understand.
It sounded like there was a struggle.
Our operation might be comprised.
Give me your phone.
Hamad PUNCHES a number.
INT. DOWNTOWN LOFT - NIGHT
Avi stands out on the balcony, talking on his cell.
He fires up a smoke with a CLICK of his Zippo.
I assume you are calling to thank me.
And to confirm that payment is on the way.
There has been NO DELIVERY.
This -- woman is late,
and then she calls and says
there has been a delay,
and then there is fighting
and the phone goes dead.
What kind of operation are you running!?
Please accept my profuse apologies.
I have someone on the way to intercept it as we speak.
All my packages get delivered.
Let me call my man and
I’ll get back to you within the hour.
Very well. I will await your word.
And look forward to concluding this transaction.
INT. DOWNTOWN LOFT - BALCONY - CONTINUOUS
Avi FLINGS his cigarette over the ledge.
Furiously PUNCHES a number on his cell.
INT. MARDO’S JOINT - NIGHT - AT THAT MOMENT
April lies on the floor.
Token, a few feet away, still out like a light.
She opens her eyes. Sits up. Rubs her head.
The phone in Token’s pocket RINGS.
That might be Avi --
She goes to his jacket, gets the phone.
What THE FUCK is going on?
Why haven’t you delivered the PACKAGE?
And where is TOKEN?
TOKEN gave THE PACKAGE to the WRONG PERSON.
A woman who looks like me.
He was EARLY.
I was ON TIME.
Where is he now?
On the floor. Out cold.
Where are you?
At the house of the woman he gave the case to.
Or maybe its her boyfriend’s place, I’m not sure.
There’s ANOTHER person involved in this?
Hey, you can thank Ware for that.
But you have the case?
From the woman?
No. They’re gone.
What THE FUCK?
Relax. I’ve got Ware’s transmitter.
I’m gonna go get it.
But what about Ware?
You think I give two shits?
I don’t answer to you.
WARE fucked this up,
and now I’M gonna have to clean up his mess.
I have another call.
I’ll call you back.
(punches a button)
This is Street.
EXT. SUNSET BOULEVARD - NIGHT
A lonely stretch of Sunset, way east.
Far from the strip.
Cherry and Peeler sit on a bench at a bus stop.
Cherry grips the briefcase
to her chest like it’s a baby.
We should figure out a way to
get you out of those handcuffs.
That would be nice.
There’s the bus.
Leave the driving to us --