Monday, February 13, 2017

B-Movie


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In Chapter 43 of THE HEISTERS, the cops recover the cash from the rock concert robbery ... and help themselves to a couple thousand ...


EXT. VENICE ALLEY - DOLL’S DRIVEWAY - NIGHT
Isaacs shines his flashlight
into the car. Searching.

Nunn speaks on his cell phone.

NUNN
Mart, it’s Nunn --

INTERCUT WITH:

INT. VENICE MOTOR COURT HOTEL - RONAN’S ROOM - NIGHT
Ren Rosen and Meg Stark supervise
the crime scene technicians.

Kasper’s corpse is zipped up
into a body bag.

Placed on a gurney.
Wheeled out.

Mart Volok and Elwin Marr
stand near the window, smoking.
Mart talks on his cell phone.

MART
What ya got?

NUNN
Oh, not much --
(beat)
Just the fucking STADIUM JOB cash.

MART
What THE FUCK?

NUNN
You heard me --

MART
WHERE?

NUNN
In the trunk of one of the bimbos
the stiff was fucking, where else?

MART
Which bimbo?

ELWIN
(to Mart)
What’s going on?

NUNN
Doll Montana.
(chuckles)
Right out of a B-movie --

MART
Don’t remind me --
(cups the phone, to Elwin)
Isaacs and Nunn got the cash
from the stadium job.

ELWIN
They DID?
Did they get the perps?

MART
I dunno --
(into the phone)
Did you get the bimbo?

NUNN
Nah. She split --

MART
(to Elwin)
They just got the cash --

Meg looks at them.

MEG
Did I just hear what
I thought I heard?

MART
Yeah. Couple detectives
got the stadium job cash --

REN
(turns, looks)
WHAT? Where? When? HOW?

MART
Hold on --
(into the phone)
What’s your location?

NUNN
Thirty-two Ozone Avenue.
A block south of Navy --

MART
We’re on our way --
(beat)
Good job, detective.
The captain is going
to be VERY happy.
Sit tight.
We’re on our way.

He CLICKS his phone shut.
Isaacs stares at the money.

Picks up a banded wad of hundreds.
Stuffs it in his pocket.

NUNN
(sees him)
Hey. What the fuck
do you think you’re --

Isaacs pulls out another stack.
Tosses it to Nunn.

ISAACS
I can’t -- keep this.

NUNN
So who’s gonna know?

ISAACS
I will.

NUNN
And your point IS?

Isaacs looks at the money.
Nods. Stuffs it in his pocket.

ISAACS
Almost lost my head
there for a minute --

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