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In Chapter 37 of THE HEISTERS, robbery gang member Chick Faber gets grilled by the cops about the stadium heist, offering him immunity if he spills the beans ...


INT. POLICE STATION - INTERROGATION ROOM - NIGHT
The standard tiny, grey, shitty
cinder block room that we’ve seen
in a zillion movies and TV shows.

Chick sits on a wooden chair
at a piece of crap table.

Detective Nunn sits on
the other side of the table.

Isaacs leans against the wall
working a toothpick in his mouth.

NUNN
(SLAPS the table)
BULLSHIT. We got you, old man.
You had IN YOUR POCKET a list
of all the chicks Jackie Tempel
was dating.

CHICK
I know my rights.
I want to call my lawyer.

NUNN
But we haven’t CHARGED
you with anything yet, gramps.
We’re just QUESTIONING you.

Chick stares sullenly.

ELWIN
It’ll go alot easier on you
if you’d just talk to us.
We’ve got you involved
in a robbery AND a murder --

CHICK
Murder? I’ve NEVER been
involved in killing someone --

NUNN
Well, you have this time, old fella.
We’ve put it all together.
Whoever killed Jackie Tempel
took the money that was stashed
at her joint after the robbery.
And it was ONE OF YOUR CREW --

ELWIN
You give them up,
and we’ll cut you a deal.
If not, you’re looking
at ALOT of time,
which at your age is the
same as a death sentence.
Do you really want
to die behind bars?
Spend the rest of your days
sucking on cocks instead of cigars?

CHICK
Of COURSE not --

NUNN
Oh, look.
He’s starting to crack.

CHICK
What kind of a -- deal?

ELWIN
You give them up, we’ll give
you immunity. Let you walk.

NUNN
Your rap sheet is longer
than the BP oil spill.
From where I stand, that’s
a pretty fucking good deal.

CHICK
Let’s just suppose I did that --
IF I was involved --
these people would hunt me
down to the end of the earth.

ELWIN
That’s what the witness
protection program is for, old man.
For shitheads like you that squeal
on your fucking LOW-LIFE CRONIES.

NUNN
You had THE LIST in your pocket.
That’s as good as a DEATH CERTIFICATE.

Pause.

CHICK
Okay. I’ll give you everything.
But first I want to talk
to my lawyer. Okay?

ELWIN
No can do, pops.

CHICK
You realize this means
my life is over, right?

NUNN
That’s what we’ve been trying to TELL you.

ELWIN
Who organized the heist?

Pause.

CHICK
Guy by the name of Ronan. Ronan Kenny.
Then he brought on this big shot planner.
Name’s Kelsey Hazard.
One of the best in the business.

NUNN
A BROAD? Really?

ELWIN
Wait a minute.
Wasn’t that the chick
that gave Mart Volok
the business at his house?
I heard she was one scary bitch.
Was packing heat.
Threatened to hurt his family.

CHICK
(nods, grimaces)
That would be Kelsey --