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Tuesday, February 9, 2016
Safe Keeping
Happy Tuesday, crime slicksters. It's time once again to take a trip to the dark side, where the girls are hot, the drinks are cold, and the hardboiled-pulp-noir action is non-stop, right here, at the coolest crime joint in cyberspace ... at That Killing Feeling.
In Chapter 56 of BABY HEISTER, bank robber Doc Hazard and dirty cop Flint Cole steal Doc's life savings back from the police precinct evidence room in a hail of bullets ...
INT. POLICE PRECINCT - EVIDENCE ROOM - DAY
A large room filled with rows of
metal shelves stacked with boxes.
Rodriguez leads them down a narrow aisle.
RODRIGUEZ
Let’s see -- Harrold, Hatfield, Hazard.
(points at a box, smiles)
Knock yourself out.
FLINT
What about the cash?
RODRIGUEZ
That’s in a separate cage in the back.
Flint pulls out a gun with a silencer.
Pokes him with it.
FLINT
Then let’s go open it.
RODRIGUEZ
Cole. Stop fucking around.
FLINT
I’m not fucking around, Hector.
RODRIGUEZ
You’ll lose your badge for sure this time.
FLINT
Gee, ya think?
RODRIGUEZ
(looks at Doc)
He’s not a screenwriter, is he?
FLINT
Can’t get anything past you, huh.
(POKES him in the stomach)
C’mon, MOVE it. I don’t got all day.
Rodriguez sighs. Starts walking.
They follow him to a separate caged room
with boxes and bags in it.
He opens the door with a key.
Shakes his head.
RODRIGUEZ
You realize I’ll have to
call this in after you leave.
Flint raises the gun to
Rodriguez’ head. FIRES. BANG.
His skull EXPLODES
like a watermelon. SPLAT.
FLINT
Whoops.
DOC
Jesus fucking Christ, Cole.
Did you have to do THAT?
FLINT
Shut the fuck up and find the bags.
Doc shakes his head with disgust.
Goes into the room.
Looks around. Sees the two giant
black duffles. Points.
DOC
Those two.
FLINT
Bring ‘em out. We’ll each carry one.
INT. POLICE PRECINCT - BASEMENT CORRIDOR - DAY
Flint and Doc hustle toward
the stairwell exit with the bags.
MALE VOICE (O.C.)
Holy SHIT. Rodriguez’s been SHOT.
Flint opens the door.
They start RUNNING up the stairs.
INT. POLICE PRECINCT - EVIDENCE ROOM - DAY
A BALD, BLACK COP (40’s)
stands next to Rodriguez’ body.
In shock. SHOUTS into his cell.
BALD, BLACK COP
Seal the building --
IN THE STAIRWELL
A siren starts WHOOP-WHOOP-WHOOPING
on the PA.
Flint and Doc RACE up the stairs,
reach the top, huffing and puffing.
Flint GRABS the door,
FLINGS it open, to reveal --
AN ANGRY COP
Running right toward them.
FLINT
SHOOTS him in the chest.
THWIP. THWIP. THWIP.
His midsection EXPLODES in a sea of red.
Body HITS the tiles, THWUMP.
INT. POLICE PRECINCT - CORRIDOR - EXIT - CONTINUOUS
Flint and Doc RUN to the exit.
SMASH through the door, into --
EXT. POLICE PRECINCT - PARKING LOT - DAY
They TEAR ASS toward Flint’s car,
bags BANGING against their legs.
Bald, Black Cop RUNS out the door.
Draws his gun.
BALD, BLACK COP
Stop or I’ll SHOOT.
Flint WHIRLS AROUND. SHOOTS him.
THWIP. His head EXPLODES.
They JUMP in the car, just as COPS
start pouring out of the building.
Flint JAMS the car into gear
and ROARS away.
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