Death Becomes Her

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In Chapter 4 of BABY HEISTER, after the Yakuza gang kills Griff, Chelle and the rest of the gang and makes off with the loot from the bank job, Kelsey discovers the truth -- that her parents were indeed heisters. The next day, Kelsey mourns their death, and vows to get revenge --


INT. BANK - NIGHT
Just as Griff walks
Bank Manager past Chelle,
the gang SQUEALS into the bank
and starts FIRING at everybody.

Griff and Bank Manager
get SHREDDED TO RIBBONS.

Atlas and Zvi RUN.
Chelle gets HIT
with MACHINE GUN SPRAY.
Her body JERKS like a puppet
in a dance of death.

INT. DOC'S FARMHOUSE - NIGHT
Doc, Jo and Kelsey sit
at the kitchen table,
the remains of dinner strewn about.
Having pie and coffee.

KELSEY
You can deny it all you want,
but I know the truth.
I found your scrapbook.

DOC
What scrapbook?

KELSEY
The one under your mattress.

DOC
What were you doing SNOOPING
around in my bedroom?

KELSEY
I was looking for your stash.
I hadn’t found a connection yet.
(big smile)
You were quite the heister.

Doc stares. Speechless.
The phone RINGS. Jo gets up.

JO
I’ll get it.
(answers it, listens)
Oh my god.
(turns and looks)
Doc?

DOC
What’s wrong?

JO
Griff and Chelle --

KELSEY
(turns white)
What.

JO
They’re dead.
(looks at Kelsey)
They were -- trying to rob a bank.

EXT. CEMETERY - DAY
Very old. Some graves and crypts
overrun with vines.

A pair of BLACKBIRDS
sit on a tombstone, watching --

A FUNERAL in progress.
A cluster of MOURNERS DRESSED IN BLACK
surround a pair of freshly-dug graves.

Twin high-end CASKETS sit inside them.
Piled with bouquets of flowers.

Jo holds onto Doc, stoic, both
dressed in their Sunday finest.

Kelsey stands next to them.
Looks out of place in black leather,
denim and mirrored shades. Smoking.

The MINISTER (50’a) stands near the casket.
More than a few of the MOURNERS
look a little shady.

That’s because they are,
being Hazard family coworkers.

CAMERA
Finds one of them,
standing off to the side.
Tall and dark.

Like Kelsey, wearing a
black motorcycle jacket and shades.

Meet RAY STARK (35).
Think a RESERVOIR DOGS-era Michael Madson.
Tough-looking, with that air of danger.

He lights a cigarette
with a CLICK of his Zippo.
Blows a cloud of smoke.

KELSEY
Turns her head. Looks at him.
Then back at the caskets.

CLOSE ON --
Her face.
A tear slides down her cheek.