Wednesday, July 1, 2015
With Six You Get Bloodbath
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In Chapter 43 of BABY HEISTER, Kelsey and Simon sneak out of the safe house late at night and go to Chinatown with a view to killing the Yakuza gang leader who killed Kelsey's parents during their final bank robbery ...
INT. SHITTY HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
Completely bare, except for a
bare mattress on the floor.
Next to it, an ancient,
old-school transistor radio.
Simon lies on the mattress.
Kelsey comes into the room.
Finally. They’re asleep.
I can’t believe they still -- do it.
Love never dies, I guess.
I think it’s sweet.
Give you any ideas?
In your dreams.
She pulls her gun out from behind her back.
Checks the clip. CRACKS it back in, KA-CHINK.
Yeah. Boy, were they PISSED
when they didn’t find anything.
You sure you wanna do this.
Never more sure of anything in my life.
Then let’s go punch out his fortune cookie.
Fortune cookies come with Chinese food.
You’re confusing me with someone
who gives a duck sauce.
EXT. TENEMENT BUILDING - REAR ALLEY - NIGHT
Kelsey goes to the fire escape.
Grabs the bottom rung.
follows her up.
INT. YUNG PARK SOH’S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Tastefully done in ‘early dorm room.’
And the boxes of stolen electronics
are a nice touch.
Yung lies in bed with his NAKED GIRLFRIEND (18)
watching some action movie on a flat-screen.
Kill ‘em, MOTHERFUCKA --
Naked giggles. Loads a giant BONG with pot.
Pulls out a lighter. FIRES it up.
a big hit. Starts COUGHING.
Hands the bong to Yung.
He scarfs up the rest. Holds it in.
OUTSIDE ON THE FIRE ESCAPE
Kelsey and Simon stand on each
side of the window. Peer in.
Gonna be easy. Fucker’s wasted.
Still gotta be careful. Dude’s Yakuza.
Kelsey nods. Crouches down.
Grabs the bottom of the window.
Slowly opens it -- SCREECH.
They move away. Wait. Then look.
TV’s on too loud.
On the count of three.
ON THE TV SCREEN
A big gang fight in a warehouse.
You know the cliche.
A dozen YAKUZAS fight each other
in a whirlwind. A real bloodbath.
YUNG AND NAKED
Stare at the screen. Transfixed.
ON THE FIRE ESCAPE
Kelsey pulls out her gun. Simon, his.
One, two --
They JUMP in the window.
Start FIRING. Yung gets HIT.
He SCREAMS. GRABS an Uzi.
Starts SPRAYING bullets at them.
Kelsey gets HIT in the arm. JUMPS back. Simon DUCKS.
More MACHINE GUN FIRE. The girl SCREAMS. Then silence.
Kelsey holds her arm. Sees the blood. Gasps.
You’ve been HIT.
It’s okay. Just nicked me.
What do we do now?
She slowly peers around the corner. Looks.
IN THE APARTMENT
Naked lies on the floor. Bleeding. No sign of Yung.
Looks at Simon, wide-eyed.
He’s GONE. C’mon --
She RACES down the fire escape. Simon follows.
They JUMP down. Start RUNNING
toward the front of the building --
INT. SHITTY APARTMENT BUILDING ENTRANCE - NIGHT
Yung RUNS out the front door. JUMPS on his motorcycle,
just as Kelsey and Simon DASH around the corner.
He sees them. SPRAYS them with MACHINE GUN FIRE.
They HIT the ground.
A DISPLAY OF FRUIT
Gets SHREDDED with bullets. Pulp FLIES in the air.
KICK-STARTS the bike. The engine ROARS. He TAKES OFF.
JUMPS up. Aims her gun at him. SCREAMS.
She FIRES at him. BANG. BANG. BANG. BANG.
Bullets HIT the bike. Yung loses control.
FLIES in the air. It SKITTERS down the street.
He JUMPS up. Looks around. Can’t find his Uzi.
Kelsey and Simon RUN toward him. He turns. Sees them.
Eyes flashing. He pulls out a SWITCHBLADE. FLIPS the blade open.
Kelsey stops. Aims her gun at him with both hands. Sneers.
You killed my PARENTS.
Now it’s YOUR TURN.
She pulls the trigger. CLICK. And again.
CLICK. CLICK. CLICK. He smiles. Starts LAUGHING.
Now I cut you in little pieces.
Simon steps into frame. Offers his gun to Kelsey.
Take it --
She DROPS hers. GRABS his -- as Yung CHARGES her.
She FIRES. BANG. BANG. BANG. BANG.
The bullets stop him in mid-air.
He FLOPS to the ground like a rag doll, THWUMP.
Kelsey stares. Horrified.
She VOMITS. Wipes her mouth.
A small crowd of ONLOOKERS appear.
A siren starts WAILING.
(grabs her hand)
C’mon, let’s get the fuck outta here --