Thursday, May 14, 2015
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In Chapter 9 of BABY HEISTER, Kelsey starts her first day working at the local convenience store, but things quickly turn violent when a store owner's kid tries to rob the joint hopped up on meth ...
INT. STOP N’ GULP - DAY
Kelsey sits behind the counter.
Verne stands nearby showing her the ropes.
Beyond excited. Pointing out stuff.
Now over there’s the baseball bat,
an over there’s the shotgun.
A SHOTGUN? Nice.
You know how to handle one?
And remember, you don’t know
the combination to the safe.
You didn’t give it to me.
I mean, in case someone tries to rob you.
Kelsey nods. Blank stare.
Well, that’s about it.
I’m gonna go to the bank, make a deposit.
I’ll come back and check on you later.
Gee. Can’t wait.
I was thinkin’ -- when your shift ends,
how bout you and I gettin’ a bite to eat?
Oh, gosh. I can’t. I’m busy. Sorry.
Another time. See ya later.
He tips his cap. Walks out the door.
The bell over the door JINGLES as he leaves.
Kelsey sighs. Lights up a smoke.
Thank fucking GOD.
How bout you and I gettin’ a bite to eat?
In your dreams, fat ass.
The bell JINGLES. In walks Ray.
He sees Kelsey. Big grin.
Well, what have we got here?
They let you smoke in here?
What does it look like?
He shakes his head. Goes to the cooler.
Pulls out a twelve-pack of cheap beer.
Grabs some Slim Jims.
Brings them over to the counter.
Kelsey starts ringing them up.
You like working here?
What do YOU think?
Guess beggars can’t be choosers.
(looks at the register)
That’ll be twelve-fifty-three.
(hands her a bill)
Do any more thinking about my offer?
(takes it, counts out his change)
Doc told me to stay away from you.
Says you can’t be trusted.
You always do everything Doc tells you?
She stares at him. Narrows her eyes.
Ever shot a gun?
(off her blank stare)
Hell, yeah --
What time you get off work?
The bell JINGLES. In walks Doc.
Thought I’d come by and see how --
I thought I told you to STAY AWAY FROM HER.
Hey. I was just getting some beer.
I didn’t know she was --
Get the fuck out of here.
If I see you sniffin’ around her again,
there’ll be HELL to pay. You HEAR me?
OUTSIDE IN THE PARKING LOT
A shitty, beat-up puke green Dodge Dart Swinger
ROARS into the lot. SCREECHES to a stop.
IN THE CAR
Sits a jittery young LOCAL KID (17),
all hopped up on meth. Been up for days.
He pulls out a snifter. SNORTS a bump.
Then another. Finishes a can of beer. CRUMPLES it.
Pulls out a small, shitty GUN.
Reaches up under his cowboy hat.
Pulls down a stocking over his face.
IN THE STORE
Doc gets in Ray’s face.
What are you gonna do, old man? Hit me?
I tried asking you nicely.
The door BANGS OPEN. In walks Meth Kid.
Sees Doc and Ray. Starts waving the gun around.
Everybody ON THE FLOOR. This is a ROBBERY.
Doc and Ray raise their hands.
Okay, okay. Just don’t hurt anybody --
I said DOWN ON THE FLOOR, NOW. DO IT. DO IT. NOW.
Easy now --
Doc and Ray start to get down -- and BANG.
Meth Kid’s head EXPLODES IN A RED MIST.
Blood and brains SPRAY the ATM.
Stands behind the counter. Holding the shotgun.
Surprised. Quivering with adrenaline.
Staring at the body. In shock.
She’s a natural.
The door JINGLES.
In walks a SHERIFF’S DEPUTY. (20’s),
young, eager, a buzz-cut local kid.
The polar opposite of Meth.
(sees the body)
What the HELL?
Officer. That man was trying to rob the store.
(nods at Kelsey)
And Kelsey here stopped him.
Well done, little lady.
(bends over, looks at the body)
Well, I’ll be. That’s Verne’s kid.
What the hell?
Yeah. Verne reported him missing a few days ago.
Was on another binge.
(shakes his head)
Breaking Bad again --