Beggars Can't Be Coozers

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In Chapter 3 of B-GIRLS, stripper Lexus Cole, hooker Bling Stevens and porn star Neena Jammer step outside to have a smoke at tech billionaire Randy Mandletort's Hollywood Hills 'private party,' and then the shit hits the fan when they witness his assassination ...


EXT. RANDY’S MANSION - DUSK
A MAN IN BLACK (20’s) on a motorcycle
comes down the driveway. Parks.

Leaves his helmet on.
Walks inside.

EXT. RANDY’S MANSION - PATIO - DUSK
The girls smoke.
Look at each other.

NEENA
He’s even more of a douche
than I thought.

LEXUS
What’s up with the suit?
Pee Wee Herman much?

BLING
I say we have one drink,
take our money,
then make like bananas and split.

EXT. RANDY’S MANSION - LIVING ROOM - DUSK
Edgar carries a briefcase
into the room.
Walks over to Randy.

EDGAR
Here you are, sir.

Man In Black CHARGES into the room.
Pulls out an UZI.

SPRAYS THEM WITH BULLETS.
Randy and Edgar’s bodies
JERK like puppets.

HIT the floor.
THWUMP. THWUMP.

OUT ON THE PATIO
The girls hear the shots.

RUSH over.
See the bodies.

BLING
Let’s get the fuck
OUTTA HERE.

She RUNS to the end of the yard.
Lexus and Neena follow.

They get to the edge.
Look down the hill.

LEXUS
Kinda steep.

BLING
Don’t be a pussy.
Take off your shoes.

They take them off.
And start off down the hill.

EXT. HOLLYWOOD HILLS - NIGHT
The girls make their way
through a wooded area.

LEXUS
OW.
I fucking stepped on something.

BLING
C’mon, woman up.
You rather get shot?

NEENA
(listens to her cell phone)
Still no reception --
(beat)
Where we going?

BLING
One of my clients lives nearby.

LEXUS
Ew. Some rich, old perv?

BLING
Honey, when you’re
running for your life,
beggars can’t be coozers --