Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Manifest Destiny

Happy Tuesday, crime scenesters. Welcome back my friends, to the action that never ends, come inside, come inside ... to the hottest hardboiled crime joint in cyberspace, right here ... at That Killing Feeling.

In today's spine-tingling chapter from NOWHERE GIRLS, agents Cherry Nation and April Street have arrived at Mann's Chinese Theater, hell-bent on taking down black ops spook Honey Almond. Meanwhile, deep in her underground lair beneath the theater, Honey sets her trap ...


EXT. MANN’S CHINESE THEATER - NIGHT
The girls pull up in front of the theater on the chopper.
See a crowd of people waiting to get in.

The sign reads NOWHERE GIRL.
SPECIAL MIDNIGHT SCREENING.

EXT. MOTORCYCLE - CONTINUOUS
Cherry and April look at the sign.

APRIL
Shit, I forgot. Opening night.

CHERRY
We should probably go around back.

APRIL
Uh, YEAH --

She KICKS the engine in gear.
They ride down the street,

then turn into --

AN ALLEY
They park near an EXIT sign.
HOP off the bike. Go to the door.
April tries it, but it’s LOCKED.

APRIL
Of course --

Cherry pulls out her pick.
Starts working it in the lock.

CHERRY
Just give me a sec --

APRIL
See all the fun you’d be missing if you quit?

CHERRY
Don’t test me, I’m almost at the breaking point.
(jiggles it)
C’mon, fucking OPEN --

The lock CLICKS. Cherry GRABS the handle.

CHERRY
Okay, c’mon --

APRIL
I love you.

Cherry stops. Looks at her.
Eyes filled with tears.

CHERRY
I -- love you, too.

APRIL
Then c’mon, killer.
Let’s go get your kids.

CHERRY
(tries to smile)
Okay --

And they go in.

INT. HONEY’S UNDERGROUND LAIR - COMMAND CENTER - NIGHT
Honey stands at the head of the room.
Takes a sip from a flask.
Watches her staff man their workstations.

Monsterburg walks up to her. All smiles.

HONEY
What’s the word, hot stuff?

MONSTERBURG
The mice have taken the cheese. SNAP.

HONEY
YES.
(raises her flask in a toast)
They have fallen into our TRAP.
The little chickies have come home to ROOST.

She drinks. Applause. Excited chattering.

HONEY
A toast to YOU.
The finest group of operatives
the world has EVER KNOWN.
(beat)
We are on the verge COMPLETE CONTROL.
It is our MANIFEST DESTINY.

A HOT BABE in a nurse’s uniform raises her hand.

HONEY
Yes, Roxy?

ROXY
What about the children?

HONEY
Don’t worry.
All will be revealed soon.
How are they doing?

ROXY
They finally fell asleep.

HONEY
Outstanding.
(to Monsterburg)
Have you readied the chamber?

MONSTERBURG
Yes, my liege.
Despicable torture device is READY.

HONEY
Fan-TASTIC.
(sighs)
God, I love my work.
(to the room)
Alright, people. Places, PLEASE.
It’s SHOW-TIME.
(beat)
Do we have any of that microwave popcorn left?

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