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Friday, October 17, 2014
Kiss Me Deadly
Hey there, crime kids. Happy Friday. It's time once again to take a trip to the dark side, where your most violent fantasies become sins of the flesh, right here, where the hardboiled action is non-stop, at the coolest crime joint in cyberspace ... at That Killing Feeling.
In Chapter 34 of BLUE HOTEL, deep inside the bowels of the Starlight Venice beach dive motel on the boardwalk, drug dealer Beggar Leck, Hooker Alona Tal and boozy wannabe writer Holly Land rush on ecstasy as they take turns cutting up agent Oscar Goldman's dead body, having a surprisingly good time ...
INT. ALONA’S SHITTY HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
The woozy, sax-drenched cocktail swoon
of Morphine’s WHISPER bleeds its
drunken promises of sex, sin
and salvation over --
Alona.
Drinking a bottle of water on the bed.
Holly does an interpretive dance.
Rushing on the E.
High as a dozen kites.
ALONA
(sings)
'Don’t worry, I’m not looking at you --
gorgeous, and dressed in blue.'
HOLLY
(dreamy)
This is Fucking AMAZING.
I feel -- so GOOD.
ALONA
See what you’ve been missing, baby?
Why do you think they call it
'the love drug.'
HOLLY
I want some more vodka.
ALONA
No, no -- just water.
Booze ruins the purity of the high.
BEGGAR
Comes into the room.
Blood-splattered.
Holding a HUMAN HAND.
BEGGAR
Guys.
They turn and look.
BEGGAR
Can I lend you a hand?
He ERUPTS into peels of
MAD LAUGHTER.
ALONA
Whoah.
HOLLY
(stares, cocks her head)
It’s -- vibrating.
BEGGAR
I need a break.
I’ve filleted Oscar
the waist up,
if I have to saw through
one more bone,
I’m gonna puke.
Somebody’s gotta take over.
ALONA
(nods at Holly)
She’s cresting.
I’ll go next.
She walks over.
Reaches for the hand.
He SLAPS it in hers.
BEGGAR
Wanna SHAKE on it?
ALONA
(squeezes)
Pleased to meet you.
BEGGAR
Read my palm?
ALONA
(holds the hand up to his face)
Uh, the life line
looks kinda SHORT.
BEGGAR
'Cold hands, warm heart.'
They both ERUPT WITH LAUGHTER.
Alona leaves the room,
waving the hand ‘goodbye.’
Holly drifts over to Beggar.
HOLLY
Let’s lie down together.
BEGGAR
(smiles)
Look who’s all uninhibited now.
HOLLY
Me. Me. Me.
Beggar leans in.
Kisses her on the mouth. Deeply.
They move toward the bed,
FALL onto it.
Hands all over each other.
BEGGAR
C’mon, baby -- kiss me deadly.
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