To Protect And Swerve

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In Chapter 41 of WILSHIRE BOULEVARD, it's a tangled web of deceit when disgraced private eye Carrie Love, homicide dicks Bernie Keko and Aya Meir, hitman Phillie Pfugg and exposed killer Jenny Lane go face-to-face in 'the mother of all shootouts' ...


INT. GAY FLENDER'S MANSION - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT

PHILLIE PFUGG
stands in the doorway.
Sporting a sawed-off shotgun.

An evil grin.
He walks toward Carrie and Gay.

PHILLIE
If I had known I would
have brought something.

GAY
Who the fuck are YOU?

CARRIE
(to Phillie)
This is a private
matter, Frankenstein.
So I suggest you let your
boot heels go a-wanderin,’
if you know what’s good for you.

MODI
(whispers)
That’s -- the hit man.
(to Phillie)
What are you doing here?
We no longer
require your services.

PHILLIE
Funny thing about that.
I only got my
up front payment.
I’m here to
collect the balance.

GAY
But we called it off.

MODI
I left a message
on your voice mail.

PHILLIE
Message?
What MESSAGE?

Phillie aims the shotgun.
PUMPS it, CLICK-CLICK -- BANG.

The family portrait
above the fireplace SHATTERS.

MALE VOICE (O.C.)
Santa Monica Police!
Everybody stay right
where you are!
DON’T MOVE!

BERNIE
stands in the doorway
with two REVOLVERS.

Aya to the side,
SIG SAUER in a two-handed grip.

JENNY
pumps GUN SHOTS at them.

Bernie and Aya
ROLL to the side.

She RACES to
the patio doors.

CARRIE
JENNY!

But she’s gone.

PHILLIE runs to the door.
SLAMS it shut.

PHILLIE
Think, think --

CARRIE
CRACKS Phillie on the head
with her piece.

PHILLIE
Ow!

She GRABS his gun.
KNEES him in the groin.
A soft POP.

PHILLIE
GAAAAA --

A large red, bloodstain
forms in his crotch.
He keels over.

Carrie TEARS ASS
toward the patio.
RACES outside --

As Bernie KICKS down
the front door.

He and Aya look at Phillie.
Then Gay. Then Modi.

GAY
Detectives, I’m so glad
you’re here.
Jenny Lane, she --

MODI
Fucking bitch ASSAULTED me.

BERNIE
Shut UP, BOTH of you.
(to Aya)
Cuff ‘em.

MODI
(as Aya cuffs him)
OW. Listen to me.
Jenny Lane killed Harvey.
She raced out the back door --

GAY
And Carrie Love,
she’s out there, too.

EXT. FLENDER ESTATE - BACK YARD - AT THAT MOMENT
Jenny runs through the back yard.
Into a giant row of hedges.

Stopped by a fence
hidden in the foliage.

She ducks behind a tree.
Pulls out her gun.

CARRIE (O.C.)
JENNY.
Come on out.
If you let me take you in,
you’ll be safe.

JENNY
I HATE you!

Jenny starts SHOOTING
blindly toward the house.

CARRIE
races over to a gazebo.

Ducks down behind the
lattice-work enclosure.

Pulls out her piece.
Checks the magazine.

As she does this, Jenny
DASHES into the pool house.

CARRIE
JENNY.
Put the gun down.
You’re only gonna make it worse!

BERNIE (O.C.)
DROP IT, Carrie.
You’re under ARREST.

CARRIE
(whips her head around)
BERNIE.
I’m glad you’re here.
Jenny Lane, crazy frill,
killed Flender, she’s
the one who set me up.

BERNIE
stands behind a tree
near the gazebo.
Gun on Carrie.

BERNIE
We’ll discuss all that later.
Right now, I’m taking you in.
Martune died, and we have you
on videotape at the hospital --

AYA
crawls on the grass
near the rear of the gazebo.

CARRIE
(pulls out dictaphone)
You can question me later.
We’ve got the killer cornered,
and I’ve got it all on tape.

She TOSSES the recorder.
Bernie CATCHES it.

AYA
reaches the gazebo steps.
Starts to crawl up them, when --

A SHOT
rings out.

CRACKS her in the shoulder.
She FLIES backward.

AYA
OW!

CARRIE
whips her head around.
Sees Aya.

Does a roll, and CLATTERS
down the opposite stairs.

LEAPS up.
DASHES away --