Monday, February 8, 2016
Easy As Pie
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In Chapter 55 of BABY HEISTER, Simon, Kelsey and Jo get ready to ambush dirty cop Flint Cole. Meanwhile, Flint and Doc get ready to steal Doc's stash from the police precinct evidence room ...
INT. SEMI TRAILER - REAR COMPARTMENT - MOVING - DAY
Simon, Kelsey and Jo sit
on the floor in the rear.
This fucking sucks.
Don’t worry. We’ll figure something out.
(looks at Jo)
Motherfucker made a BIG mistake.
No one messes with DOC.
EXT. POLICE PRECINCT - PARKING LOT - DAY
Flint’s Crown Vic pulls into the lot. Parks
INT. FLINT’S CROWN VIC - DAY
Flint shuts off the engine. Looks at Doc.
Now don’t shit your pants.
This is gonna go real smooth.
Everyone I work with is
at the command center.
And the shift doesn’t change until two,
so there’s almost no one around.
So how we gonna do this?
Evidence room is downstairs.
Stairwell isn’t far from the rear exit.
We go in quick, grab the duffles
and slide back out. Easy as pie.
What if someone recognizes me?
Flint hands him a baseball cap and shades.
Put these on and you’ll look like a dick.
INT. POLICE PRECINCT - CORRIDOR - DAY
Linoleum floor. Pale puke cinder block walls.
Flint leads Doc down the hallway.
Deserted. No one around.
They reach the door to a stairwell.
Flint grabs the knob. Opens it. Bows.
Doc shakes his head.
Heads on down. Flint follows.
IN THE STAIRWELL
Doc goes down the steps,
Flint right behind him.
Think I’m gonna like being
on your side of the law.
Were you ever on the right side?
You had a good run, old timer --
but you finally met your match.
They get to the bottom.
Let me go first.
He opens the door. They walk into --
INT. POLICE PRECINCT - BASEMENT CORRIDOR - DAY
They walk down the hallway silently.
Make a turn.
Arrive at a caged area with a
FAT LATINO COP (50’s)
sitting behind a desk.
Flint walks over to the doorway.
Raps on the cage.
Rodriguez, you fat fuck.
You STILL down here?
I thought they retired your refried ass.
Rodriguez gets up. Smiles. Walks over.
Well, if it ain’t detective Serpico,
outta the gutter and back on the take.
(looks at Doc)
Who ya got with you?
Too old to be your new partner.
This here’s Gus.
He’s a screenwriter,
doing research for a TV show.
Really? What’s it called?
It’s pretty cool.
About a family of bank robbers.
Oh, wow. That does sound cool.
Like Doc Hazard and his gang.
As a matter of fact,
that’s why we’re here.
Right. I heard you were on that case.
(unlocks the door, opens it --