Onto today's joint from A DISH BEST KILLED, where things are really heating up. So to speak.
First up, homicide detective Cal Seely is doing a little research at the local book store, and is closing in on our killers ...
Meanwhile, D-movie starlet Haven Crayce and her adulteress lesbian lover/partner in crime Jett Targo have a showdown with Haven's double-crossing lover, sheriff's deputy Trimmer Waltz ... where things get ... a bit violent ...
INT. VENICE BOARDWALK - SMALL WORLD BOOKS - DAY
A bookworm’s delight. A cozy, cluttered joint filled to the rafters.
Young, HIPSTER LOCALS wander the aisles.
And Cal Seely’s there, too. He looks up at a section placard.
he squints. Nods. Starts going down the aisle.
Runs his fingers across the spines, reading the authors.
He stops on one. Pulls it out. Examines the back cover.
His cell phone RINGS. Cal fishes it out. Flips it open.
Chief. What’s up?
With all due respect sir, I think he’s full of shit.
Of course I think he’s involved. I think they both are.
Classic love triangle. You ever see that movie --
Yeah. That’s where I’m going next. Fishing for DNA.
Then I’m gonna check out the personal trainer.
Something smells fishy.
You’re a goddamn laugh-riot.
He CLICKS the phone shut. Looks at the book,
turns it around, revealing the title --
THE POSTMAN ALWAYS RINGS TWICE.
INT. THE SAFE HAVEN - MASTER BEDROOM - LATER THAT EVENING
We hear a shower running in the next room.
Haven sits on the bed, casual in Juicy Couture.
Sipping a cocktail. She grabs her cell phone.
PUNCHES a number. Listens.
A toilet FLUSHES.
walks in the room. Buckling his belt. Scowling.
She CLICKS the phone shut. Smiles.
Who was that?
I thought you didn’t get along with your mother.
I don’t. She hit me up for money.
Then why are you smiling?
Cause I said NO.
EXT. MARINA DOCK - NIGHT
Jett and Rush appear, both rakish in black.
They approach the Safe Haven.
Look at Trimmer’s Sheriff’s patrol boat anchored next to it.
Jett is amped. Eyes flashing.
That’s his boat.
You go stay in the car, keep a lookout.
What do I do if someone comes?
Call me. And stop them.
(pulls out a vial)
She nods. Takes it.
Unscrews the cap.
Under it, a tiny spoon.
She shovels out a hit, SNORTS it.
PUSH IN ON Jett. Ready to go.
INT. THE SAFE HAVEN - MASTER BEDROOM - AT THAT MOMENT
Our star-crossed lovers are in bed. Trimmer lies next to Haven.
Stroking her hair. Haven pulls away. Pouts.
I’m not in the mood.
Not in the MOOD?
I -- have a headache.
From all the stress.
The cops, the insurance people, my lawyer --
Like a cat, Trimmer moves on top of her.
But its a great stress-reliever --
Trimmer, no -- I don’t want to --
(pins her wrists down)
Who the fuck asked YOU?
Trimmer, don’t! Stop it! You’re hurting me!
Get the fuck off of her, asshole --
and put your dick back in your pants.
walks into the room.
Pointing her REVOLVER at Trimmer.
DO IT. NOW.
(whirls around, sees her)
Deputy. Funny seeing you here. Come here often?
Trimmer jumps out of bed. Stands. Puffs out his chest.
You can’t shoot me. I’m a cop.
You’re confusing me with someone who gives a shit.
(walks toward Jett)
Give me the gun.
Jett fires. BANG. BANG. BANG.
A trio of rose petals bloom on Trimmer’s wife beater.
He looks down, in shock.
You fucking SHOT me.
He staggers. GRABS onto the side table.
Well, whaddaya know.
Haven LEAPS out of bed.
Goes to Jett. Gets behind her.
DIE, you fucking creep! DIE.
Trimmer slumps to the floor.
Pulls out his cell phone.
Gotta -- call -- this in --
Jett FIRES again. BANG. BANG. BANG.
Trimmer’s head hits the wall with a THUD.
Lights out. Blood pools in the carpet.
You’ve been suspended from duty, officer.
She looks at Haven. Bursts into WILD LAUGHTER.