Saturday, July 18, 2009

Vulgar Americans

It's Saturday. For some people, it's a day to play, frolic in the sun. For others, like us, it's a day to get dark and nasty, hot and dirty ... on the lam, and on the prowl. A day to take a trip on the wild side, and indulge in That Killing Feeling ...

Screened a nice one last night. TAKEN, starring Liam Neeson, that big box office sensation. And you know WHY it was so good ... beside the awesome Neeson? It was written and produced by Luc Besson, of LA FEMME NIKITA fame. Great, tight script ... a tense, taught action thriller with big stakes. A father rescues his wayward daughter on an unsupervised Euro-trip, who's been kidnapped to be sold by white slave traffikers. Fortuntately for her, her pop's a former CIA spook, and rises the occaision. An awesome flick. Two hand grenades up!

Onto today's action-fest from NOWHERE GIRL.

In part one, April Street reveals her true identity to CIA facilitator Lark Eden.
In part two, Cherry Nation and Peeler Mardo share a tender moment, and
In part three, Cherry arrives at the meet, and meets the terrorists ...

EXT. QUEENS ROAD - NEARBY - NIGHT
April JOGS up the hill, talking on her hands-free.

APRIL
You can send backup -- I’m not C-6!

INTERCUT WITH:

INT. CIA HEADQUARTERS - CUBICLE - CONTINUOUS
Lark watches April’s progress on her monitor
as it nears the location of the nuke.

LARK
I know that.
Shag said you were Homeland Security.

APRIL
No, that was the cover C-6 gave me.
I’m a MOLE -- I’m Interpol --
I’m gonna bring down C-6,
the terrorist cell, AND Avi Abbas.
NOW, given how things have progressed,
I’d love a little help at this point.

LARK
Why didn’t Interpol ask for our help in the first place?

APRIL
Don’t take this personally,
but The Company doesn’t have the greatest reputation
in the global intelligence community since nine-eleven.
I mean -- your BOSS told you not to interfere with C-6.

LARK
I -- see what you mean.

APRIL
C-6 is totally rogue --
their ops are for profit.
They broker arms deals around the world.
Remember the CONTRAS?
They’ll sell to anybody --
rebels in Darfur, revolutionaries in Somalia,
the Tibetan Army --
state of the art weaponry,
sold to the highest bidder.
(beat)
Kinda like Ebay.

A MESSAGE BOX
Pops up on Lark’s monitor.

LARK’S
Fingers fly across the keyboard.

LARK
April, we’ve got a situation in Israel.
I gotta call you back.

Lark hangs up.
April stops running.
Taps her headpiece.

APRIL
What? Hello? You there?
(beat)
What about my BACK-UP?

EXT. HOLLYWOOD HILLS MANSION - NIGHT - AT THAT MOMENT
Cherry and Peeler are at the front door.

CHERRY
Go hide in the bushes over there by the window and watch.
If something goes wrong, call 911.

PEELER
Okay. Better hide your gun.

CHERRY
Shit, yeah.

She tucks it in her skirt waistband
in the small of her back.

PEELER
So, uh -- in case anything -- happens,
I just want you to know that,
despite all this scary shit --
I’ve had the best time I’ve ever had tonight.

Cherry’s touched.
She kisses him on the cheek.

CHERRY
Me, too. Now go, scoot --
we gotta save the world.
(beat)
And then maybe grab some breakfast.

He nods, limps off into the bushes.
Cherry RINGS the bell.

CHERRY (CONT’D)
Here goes nothing.

The door OPENS. It’s Kamal.
He sees the case. Big smile.

KAMAL
Greetings. We’ve been expecting you.

CHERRY
Sorry for the delay.

KAMAL
Not to worry. Please, come in.

INT. MANSION - FOYER - CONTINUOUS
Kamal leads Cherry toward the living room.

CHERRY
(looking around)
This place is -- amazing.

KAMAL
Vulgar American conspicuous consumption.
(beat)
Can’t wait to blow it up.

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