Monday, April 16, 2012

Jailbait Hookers



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In Chapter 21 of GUN-WILD, trigger-happy runaway heiress Cam Clinch and bank robber Rod Funk suddenly have to deal with disposing of the dead bodies Cam just shot, when they hear a knock on the door of their RV. Meanwhile, robbery-homicide detectives Bobby Teen and Taya Ralls hear the gunshots, and start running toward the RV ...

INT. RV - MASTER BEDROOM - DAY
Cam SCREAMS. GRABS her gun. Takes aim.
SHOOTS Hondo in the chest, BANG.
A red stain starts growing on his t-shirt.

HONDO
You SHOT ME. Fucking BITCH!

NET
HONDO!

Net races over to him.
Cam fires again. BANG.
In the neck.

Blood starts SPRAYING.
Net tries to stop it with her hands.

CAM
That’ll teach you to mess with MY MAN.

ROD
CAM? WHAT THE FUCK!?

NET
(looks at Cam)
You fucking CUNT! You SHOT HIM!

CAM
Those are your last words --
(SHOOTS HER)
Bitch.

Net falls over. THWUNK.
Shot in the head.

The arc of blood
from Hondo’s neck FLIES OUT --
onto the open bag of money.

ROD
Jesus fucking Christ, Cam.
Jesus fucking CHRIST.
Look what you did.
We’re FUCKED. FUCKED.
(beat)
Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod.

Cam stares at the bodies.
A strange look in her eyes.

CAM
(a whisper)
Shot his head -- clean off.

ROD
(sees)
Oh, SHIT. FUCK. The money!

He LEAPS out of bed.
Grabs the case. Takes it into --

THE BATHROOM
Where he THROWS it in the bathtub.

TURNS ON the shower,
spraying water on the money.
He RACES back into --

THE BEDROOM
Where Cam stands over the bodies.
Fondling the gun.

Rod comes up behind her.
Looks.

CAM
(spooky)
Where’d you go, honey?

ROD
We gotta clean the money.
It’s covered in BLOOD.

CAM
You mad at me?

Be careful here.

ROD
No, I’m not mad at you.
(sighs)
We’ve gotta figure out
what we’re gonna do with the bodies.
(thinks)
First we need to get the fuck outta here.
Someone must of heard the gun shots.

We hear a loud KNOCKING
on the door downstairs.

Something inside Cam CLICKS back on.
She turns, looks at Rod.

CAM
Don’t worry, honey.
I’ll take care of it.

PUSH IN ON Rod.
Scared shitless.

ROD
That’s what I’m afraid of.

EXT. VENICE BOARDWALK - AT THAT MOMENT
Bobby and Taya eat slices of pizza.
Bobby’s got his folded in half lengthwise.
Taya eats hers off a paper plate.

They walk by a grizzled group of HIPPIES
playing bad music for a sidewalk cafe.

The patrons could give a shit.
The hippies are oblivious,
living their Grateful Dead dreams.

BOBBY
That’s what I like about Venice.
Fucking time warp.
(points)
Check out Abbie Hoffman over there.

TAYA
(looks, frowns)
I can smell him from here.

BOBBY
Welcome to ‘The home of the homeless.’

TAYA
(chuckles)
You’re terrible.

They continue walking.
Pass a group of HIGH SCHOOL GIRLS.

BOBBY
Bastard was right.
They DO all look alike.
(beat)
Jailbait HOOKERS.

A BUFF ISRAELI SHOPKEEPER (30)
runs up to them.

BUFF ISRAELI SHOPKEEPER
Officers, officers!
Did you hear the gunshots?

BOBBY
GUNSHOTS? Where?

TAYA
How did you know we were --

BUFF ISRAELI SHOPKEEPER
(points)
In the parking lot.
Over that way --
(to Taya)
Your shoes. Dead giveaway.

BOBBY
Thanks.
(to Taya)
COME ON.

They pull out their guns.
Start RUNNING.

TAYA
I’m getting fucking SNEAKERS --

3 comments:

  1. Well... looks like we got a dilemma here. Get that money in some suds before the blood soaks in or 'get yer motor runnin' and hit the road... oops! Too late....

    Okay... what now? Oh no! I can't go read the next chapter... not for a while anyway.

    Hmmm... maybe I had something there... being a little behind.

    Okay... sigh... I guess I'll take my little behind and go see what wifey is up to. :)

    xoxoxoxoxo <3 <3

    Roni

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  2. Now I see your plan ... get a 'little behind,' and then read a bunch of chapters at once ...

    Works for me!

    xoxoxo

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  3. Hehe... not just a pretty face, am I? :-D

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