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Thursday, April 28, 2016
Hell Hath No Fury
Happy Thursday, 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 49 of FRANKENSTEIN IN LOVE, as the cops, the vigilantes and the media watches, Shayla's confrontation at the Old Mill with Frankie ends in a brutal, bloody finale ...
EXT. THE OLD MILL - IGHT
Everybody watches Frankie
and Shayla argue up on the roof.
CHET
Boy, she’s PISSED.
BECK
Hell hath no fury like a
woman risen from the dead --
Brub sneaks off to the
side near his truck.
Aims his weapon at Frankie.
Vita sees him. RUSHES over.
VITA
NO --
She GRABS Brub’s rifle.
They struggle for control.
Chet and Beck whip their
heads in their direction.
The gun FIRES.
A glass window in the mill SHATTERS.
Beck takes aim. SHOOTS Brub in the head. BANG.
He falls over, THWUMP. Dead. Vita SCREAMS.
RED-FACED REDNECK
Quietly moves away behind them.
Hides behind a massive,
old oak tree. Raises his rifle.
ON THE ROOF
Frankie and Shayla hear the commotion. Look down.
Shayla inches forward toward the edge of the roof.
SHAYLA
What are all those people doing here?
FRANKIE
(grabs her hand)
Careful, don’t fall --
SHAYLA
(WHIPS her hand away)
DON’T TOUCH ME --
ON THE GROUND
Red-Faced’s beady eyes squint
on the gun site. Taking aim.
ON THE ROOF
Shayla PUSHES Frankie over.
Moves to where he was.
FRANKIE
NOOO --
He FLIES DOWN toward the
giant, rotating blades. GRABS onto one.
Starts slowly descending to the ground.
Bullets FLY through the air.
Start HITTING Shayla.
Her body JERKS like a puppet
without strings in a dance of death.
ON THE GROUND
Everyone watches in horror as --
ON THE ROOF
Shayla weaves back and forth
the edge of the roof.
SHAYLA
I don’t feel so --
She falls off the side, PLUMMETS DOWN --
ON THE GROUND
And HITS the soft earth with a sickening THWUMP.
SHAYLA
Good.
She slowly closes her eyes. Finally at peace.
CHET AND BECK
Stare in complete horror.
WILLIS
Sees her. Runs over.
Drops to his knees. Starts weeping.
DEL DUNN
Looks into the TV camera. Tears in her eyes.
DEL
Oh, the humanity. Words can’t
begin to describe the horror.
To see young love cut to ribbons
by bullets -- I -- I --
(chokes back a sob)
Even after death,
life can be so fragile.
(blinks her eyes rapidly)
This is Del Dunn,
on the scene at The Old Mill,
where a young girl’s hopes
and dreams have just ended --
(beat)
A second time.
PEGGY HECK
Looks at her TV. Shakes her head. Sighs.
ADELLE PETRIE
Watches the report on TV at home.
Starts SOBBING.
JULIE STEIN
Shuts off her TV. Goes to her bar.
Pours a drink.
DEL DUN
Turns to Large Cameraman.
He shuts the light OFF.
LARGE CAMERAMAN
That was GREAT.
DEL
Pulitzer Prize, here I come --
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