Happy Thursday, crime motherfuckers! Are you ready to take trip straight to hell? A violent joyride to the dark side? Then come on in, where the blood flows free ... at That Killing Feeling.
Onto today's joint from BLOOD GETS IN YOUR EYES, where today, murder is the menu ...
When we last left hooker Alona Tal, boozy screenwriter Holly Land and drug dealer Beggar Leck, they were arguing with 'attorney to the stars' Lief Gold about how to get rid of the dead body in Alona's hotel room ... and now the fight reaches a most horrifying conclusion ...
INT. ALONA’S SHITTY HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
The boozy, sax-drenched death-swoon of Morphine plays on the boombox.
Eerie. Spooky. Sexy.
Beggar and Gill sit on the couch.
Lief sit on the window sill, looking out at the beach.
Now pensive. He holds the bottle of vodka.
Takes a swig. Wipes his mouth.
Holly and Alona sit on the floor in front of the coffee table.
Alona HONKS up a line. Then Holly.
Now look who’s a big girl.
I’ve got an idea --
That old hippie down at the desk
knows EVERYBODY in the nabe.
I’ll go down there and tell him
you and I were playing handcuff games,
and that we lost the key.
Please, Mr. Natural,
do you know where I can get
a hack saw this late at night?
But what are we gonna put the -- pieces in?
Don’t get mad. Get GLAD.
Now we’re talking trash.
Lief turns around. Glares at them.
You people are fucking CRAZY.
(hops off the sill)
I’m going to the cops.
Turning myself in.
I’m an officer of the court.
(stares at Holly)
And I didn’t KILL anyone.
(to the group)
And you’re all joking around
about cutting up a fucking DEAD BODY.
What the fuck?
You said he was an asshole --
You’re not going anywhere,
officer of the court.
You know too much.
He starts for the door.
Beggar gets up, RACES over.
Gets in front of him.
Puts his hand on Lief’s chest.
I’m sorry, Lief. I’m not letting you go.
Out of my way, you fucking drug dealer.
Oh, so now you’re the high and mighty lawyer
who buys COKE from the 'fucking drug dealer?'
That may be, but at least I’m not fucking a WHORE.
Now get the FUCK out of my way.
WHAT did you call me?
Alona LEAPS off the bed. CHARGES at Lief.
GRABS him around the neck.
Tries to CHOKE him. SCREAMS.
Lief GRABS her hands, FLINGS THEM away.
SPINS AROUND, and PUNCHES her in the stomach. HARD.
She FLIES BACK, hits the floor with a CRACK.
You fucking ASSHOLE.
Beggar CHARGES at Lief,
GRABS him around the chest,
pushes him to the floor, BANG.
They GRAPPLE, writhe on the carpet.
Lief GRABS Beggar around the throat.
Starts CHOKING him.
(tries to get up)
Holly LEAPS off the bed.
GRABS a letter opener off the table,
and PLUNGES it into Lief’s neck.
PUNCTURING an artery.
A GEYSER OF BLOOD SPRAYS.
Lief lets go of Beggar.
GRABS his neck.
Stares in disbelief.
You fucking -- stabbed me.
He hits the floor, THWUNK.
His hand falls away.
Slows, keeps pumping.
A dark stain grows on the carpet.
Holy fucking shit.
He was -- gonna kill you.
I know, but --
A strange smile flickers across her face.