Happy Thursday, crime motherfuckers! You know what time it is? That's right. It's time once again to take a trip to the dark side, where your most hardboiled fantasies become sins of the flesh, right here, at the coolest crime joint in cyberspace ... at That Killing Feeling.
In Chapter 28 of THE HEISTERS, robbery homicide detectives Isaacs and Nunn find the stadium robbery cash in the trunk of murderous drug vixen Doll Montana's car, and help themselves to a couple of stacks. Meanwhile heister Kelsey Hazard follows Doll to a construction site, where things get ... a little violent ...
EXT. VENICE ALLEY - DOLL’S DRIVEWAY - NIGHT
Isaacs shines his flashlight into the car. Searching.
Nunn speaks on his cell phone.
Mart, it’s Nunn --
INT. VENICE MOTOR COURT HOTEL - RONAN’S ROOM - NIGHT
Ren Rosen and Meg Stark supervise the crime scene technicians.
Kasper’s corpse is zipped up into a body bag.
Placed on a gurney. Wheeled out.
Mart Volok and Terrence Marr stand near the window, smoking.
Mart talks on his cell phone.
What ya got?
Oh, not much --
Just the fucking STADIUM JOB cash.
What THE FUCK?
You heard me --
In the trunk of one of the bimbos
the stiff was fucking, where else?
What’s going on?
Right out of a B-movie --
Don’t remind me --
(cups the phone, to Terrence)
Isaacs and Nunn got the cash from the stadium job.
They DID? Did they get the perps?
I dunno --
(into the phone)
Did you get the bimbo?
Nah. She split --
They just got the cash --
Meg looks at them.
Did I just hear what I thought I heard?
Yeah. Couple detectives got the stadium job cash --
WHAT? Where? When? HOW?
Hold on --
(into the phone)
What’s your location?
Thirty-two Ozone Avenue.
A block south of Navy --
We’re on our way --
Good job, detective.
The captain is going to be VERY happy.
Sit tight. We’re on our way.
He CLICKS his phone shut.
Isaacs stares at the money.
Picks up a banded wad of hundreds.
Stuffs it in his pocket.
Hey. What the fuck do you think you’re --
Isaacs pulls out another stack.
Tosses it to Nunn.
I can’t -- keep this.
So who’s gonna know?
And your point IS?
Isaacs looks at the money.
Nods. Stuffs it in his pocket.
Almost lost my head there for a minute --
EXT. CONSTRUCTION SITE - NIGHT
Kelsey climbs up the scaffolding,
making it to the third floor.
She rolls inside onto the cement.
INT. CONSTRUCTION SITE - NIGHT
She looks around in the spooky darkness.
Walks over to the stairwell in the middle of the room,
which now has temporary wooden plank stairs.
She calls up to the next floor.
Did you really think you get away
with stealing MY MONEY?
ON THE THIRD FLOOR
Doll stands near the stairwell opening.
Sees a bucket filled with tools.
She GRABS it.
Tip-toes toward the opening,
and DUMPS it in the direction of Kelsey’s voice.
ON THE SECOND FLOOR
The tools FLY DOWN.
Kelsey sees them,
starts to JUMP out of the way,
but a hammer HITS her on the shoulder.
Hears her. Smiles. Evil.
Looks for something else to throw.
She finds a long two-by-four.
Walks over to the stairwell.
Rubs her shoulder.
Looks up into the opening.
You just made the biggest mistake of your LIFE --
Which is now about to END.
She starts up the stairs --
Just as the two-by-four comes
FLYING DOWN like a missile.
It HITS Kelsey in the stomach, OOF --
and she goes FLYING BACKWARDS
onto the floor with a CRACK.
Okay. Now I’m MAD --
She slowly gets up. Raises a fist.
Prepare to DIE, fuck-face.
And she CHARGES UP THE STAIRS.
Hears her coming up, and RACES UP to the next floor.
INT. CONSTRUCTION SITE - FOURTH FLOOR - NIGHT
Doll looks around. What to do? Where to hide?
What can I use as a weapon?
She sees a sledgehammer. Picks it up.
Crouches down behind a stack of sheetrock.
Kelsey comes FLYING UP the stairs into the room.
Looks around, searching.
You can run, but you can’t hide, you fucking CUNT.
WHERE ARE YOU?
BEHIND THE SHEETROCK
Doll clutches the sledgehammer.
Eyes darting madly.
She pulls a coke snifter out of her pocket.
Does a quick bump.
Circles the room. Looking for her.
Sees a trash can. Takes off the lid.
Holds it like a shield.
Finds a length of pipe.
Picks it up. Brandishes it like a sword.
This is your last chance, girlie.
Show yourself NOW.
Kelsey walks near the stack of sheetrock.
Doll LEAPS UP and SMASHES
the sledge hammer at Kelsey’s head --
She BLOCKS the blow with the garbage can lid,
but the impact drives it into her head
and KNOCKS her over, THWUMP.
DOLL raises the sledgehammer over her head.
Wild-eyed, face contorted in a bizarre grimace.
Time to meet your MAKER --
Kelsey shakes her head.
Sees Doll, and THROWS the pipe at her.
It SMASHES into her chest.
She FLIES backwards into the sheetrock, CRACK.
Kelsey slowly gets up. Head pounding.
Doll raises the sledgehammer again.
Not so fast, BITCH --
She WHIPS the garbage can lid at her like a frisbee.
It HITS Doll in the neck with a CRACK --
she lets go of the sledge hammer --
and it FLIES DOWN and hits Kelsey on the FOOT.
Doll stares at her wild-eyed,
clutching her neck, trying to breath --
and RUNS to the stairwell and FLIES UP the steps.
Kelsey gingerly puts her foot on the floor.
She tries to walk, but it’s hard.
She’s in PAIN.
Picks up the pipe.
Hobbles over to the staircase.
Grabs the hand rail.
Looks up into the darkness of the black sky above.
Yo, GIRLIE. Got some great news.
Just called Hell and made you a reservation.
I hear Satan gives great room service.
Off in the distance, we hear police sirens WAILING.