Friday, November 8, 2013
The Usual Suspects
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In Chapter 10 of THE HEISTERS, we flash back to before the robbery, where Kelsey and the gang hole up in an abandoned warehouse and plan the job, but when the boys become curious about how she took up a life of crime, Kelsey tells them her story ...
EXT. DOWNTOWN WAREHOUSE DISTRICT - NIGHT - FLASHBACK
A giant abandoned brick warehouse
in the shitty part of East Los Angeles.
Not a soul to be seen.
Even the rats have split.
The dry run had gone well.
It was just as Ronan said it would be.
The job was starting to shape up nicely.
INT. WAREHOUSE - NIGHT - FLASHBACK
Kenny, DeLuca, Aber, Garza and Jones
sit around a crude table
built with planks on saw horses.
Kelsey sits at the head of the table.
Lights a cigarette. Thinking.
We had found the drivers
through Ronan’s connections.
We wanted new blood.
Guys who didn’t have that much
of a rap sheet, but who had good reps.
But not the usual wheelmen
the cops would round up
after the job was done.
And I wanted guys who could
jack clean vehicles in a hurry --
I still don’t get
why we have to stay here.
The joint is filthy --
there’s all kinds of
cockroaches and rats and shit.
If it’s alright with you,
I’d like to stay somewhere else.
It’s just for a couple of days
until we do the job.
Yeah, but this place is --
If you want out,
now is the time to say so.
We’ll need to find a replacement.
Chick light a smoke.
Gives Ludo the fish-eye.
Don’t be such a fucking pussy.
We got tents and sleeping bags.
Think of it like summer camp.
You want to save your fucking restaurant
Alright, alright --
Then it’s settled.
It’s time to talk transportation.
We’re gonna need four vehicles --
Yeah. How come?
First we need an ambulance.
And then a car small enough
to fit into it.
And the other two vehicles?
We need a small truck,
and then another car
we can fit in it --
We do the job with
the two smaller cars,
then hide them immediately
in the bigger vehicles.
I like it.
It’s like outta some movie or some shit.
Why do you think I brought her onboard?
She’s the master at this shit.
A smile flies across her lips.
But we’ve got our work
cut out for ourselves.
It’s Wednesday night,
and we have two days
to get our shit together.
Not a problem.
I can get BOTH cars tomorrow.
You know where to get some clean plates?
Does my man Tiger got wood?
Too much information.
Can you get us the truck
and the ambulance?
Does a crack whore shit in The Hood?
We gotta couple more comedians.
Keep this up, and we can go on tour.
(to Kasper and Jefty)
If you can get the vehicles by tomorrow,
that would be great.
Be nice to have some extra time
to outfit the insides
and make adjustments.
I’ve learned the hard way
it’s best not to wait
until the last minute.
If you rush, the job turns to mush.
So how did you get in the business?
Hot dame like you --
That’s none of your fucking business.
She’s just like us, a pro, on a job.
Leave the personal shit out of it, okay?
Kelsey jerks her head toward Ronan.
Narrows her eyes.
I’m used to it --
Starts walking around the table.
Looking at each of them.
Eyes on fire.
My parents jacked banks.
When I was eighteen,
they got killed on a job.
(shakes her head)
They tried to take out a downtown
Wells Fargo all by themselves.
My grandfather took me under his wing.
As luck would have it,
he was the one of the
best heisters on the west coast.
Taught me everything I know.
I like to think it’s oddly poetic
that I continued the family business.
But I don’t do banks. Ever.
That shit will get you killed --