Tuesday, March 9, 2010

Bigger Fish To Fuck

Happy Tuesday, crime slicksters. You say you're feeling a little frustrated? Mad as hell, and can't take it anymore? Then why not get your tight little ass over to the coolest joint in cyberspace ... at That Killing Feeling.

Onto today's second-to-last installment of BLOOD GETS IN YOUR EYES ... where the stakes, and the blood lust, grow higher and higher ...

With the cops closing in on them, hooker Alona Tal and serial killer Holly Land escape onto the roof of the hotel, where the flames of passion ignite ... and they consummate their forbidden passion ...


INT. HOTEL STARLIGHT - SECOND FLOOR CORRIDOR - NIGHT
Danette and Bernie stand in front of Verne’s open doorway.
Verne stares at them, very deer-in-the-headlights
in his Family Guy boxer shorts. Which he’s just wet.

DANETTE
(hands him a photo)
Have you seen this woman?
She’s a guest at the hotel.

VERNE
(takes it, looks)
I think so. Maybe. It’s hard to tell --
(hands it back)
Sorry.

DANETTE
(hands him her card)
She’s wanted in connection with several murders.
If you see her, stay away, she’s very dangerous.
Call me right away. Okay?

VERNE
Okay, thanks. I will. Sure. Good night.
(beat)
Uh, good morning.

He smiles weakly. Shuts the door.

BERNIE
You see that?
Poor guy pissed his skivvies.

DANETTE
Probably thought we were gonna bust him for possession.
Smelled like Cheech and Chong in there.
Lucky for him we’ve got bigger fish to fuck.
(beat)
Uh, fry --

EXT. HOTEL STARLIGHT - ROOF - AT THAT MOMENT
Alona and Holly sit on the front ledge of the building.
Look out at the ocean. Pensive.

HOLLY
I say we split, get out of Dodge.
You snagged Beggar’s car keys. Let’s vamoose.

ALONA
But there’s a dead cop in the trunk.

HOLLY
Details. We’ll dump him somewhere,
head down to Mexico.
(beat)
My head is vibrating.
You have another joint?

ALONA
Yeah.

She digs into her purse.
Pulls one out. Fires it up. Hands it Holly.
She takes a bit hit. Holds it in. EXHALES.

Passes it back.
Looks over the ledge.
Strange smile flickering.

HOLLY
We could do a Thelma and Louise.

ALONA
That’s not funny.

Holly takes another hit.
Stares at Alona intently.

HOLLY
Would you -- make love to me?

ALONA
Now?

HOLLY
Please?
(whispers)
I’ve got a feeling this isn’t going to end well.

She breaks down. Starts crying.
Alona takes her in her arms.
Soothes, comforts her.

ALONA
Shhhh, it’s gonna be okay.

Alona kisses her softly. Holly responds.
She likes it. They start devouring each other.
Licked by flames of passion.

INT. STARLIGHT HOTEL - CORRIDOR
Bernie and Danette stand in front of Alona’s door.

DANETTE
This is the hooker’s room, right?

Bernie checks his notepad.

BERNIE
Alona Tal. Twenty-three. This is it.

Danette nods. KNOCKS-KNOCKS-KNOCKS.

DANETTE
Ms. Tal? This is the police.
Please open the door.
We want to ask you some questions.
(beat)
ALONA TAL, this is the POLICE.
Open the door, NOW.
(listens, to Bernie)
Maybe she’s not there.

BERNIE
Guy at the desk said she hasn’t left.

Danette pulls out her gun. Nods at Bernie.
Bernie nods. Unholsters his piece. Raises it --

And BANG, KICKS the door down.
They BURST into the room.

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