Happy, happy -- hardboiled afficionados. Thanks for returning to the scene of the crime. Time to curl up and relax, put your feet up, and click your gun on safety ...
Today I'd like to give a shout-out to my esteemed collegue Paul David Brazill, a new crime writer in the blogosphere. Quite good, and prolific, too. Has stories on more than a few crime websites. You can check out his stories on his TWO blogs at ...
And be sure and tell 'em I sent you.
Screened POINT BREAK last night. What delirious, trippy, exciting fun. Keanu's first big flick. Great to see Patrick Swayze looking so healthy and fit. Not to mention Gary Busey, pre-motorcycle head trama. Look! He's almost normal. Lori Petty is great, too. Not hot enough for my taste, but what the fuck. Katheryn Bigelow makes interesting choices, and it's nice to see a babe of a different stripe. Made it more realistic. And ... if you look closely ... there's Anthony Keidis from the Red Hot Chili Peppers as a Nazi surf punk gang member. Good times were had by all.
Okay. Onto today's scene. And it's a doozy.
The exciting conclusion to the heister's party/orgy from hell. Drugs have been shot, popped and smoked. Pussies have been eaten. Dicks have been sucked. And, right about now ... the shit is about to hit the bloody fan.
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INT. WINNEBAGO - UPSTAIRS BEDROOM - AT THAT MOMENT
The joint has become a true opium den.
Windows blacked out. Debris scattered around.
Some Buddha Lounge chill thumps softly in the haze.
A lone candle flickers in the shadows.
Net lays next to Cam, snuggling.
Cam is out cold, a dreamy smile on her lips.
Net strokes her hair, softly humming.
Rod lays at the end of the bed, face up.
Hondo’s on his knees beside him -- giving Rod head.
Slowly, up and down. Up and down. In heaven.
Net puts her arm around Cam’s waist.
SQUEEZES tight.
NET
Mmmmmm.
CAM
(awakens)
OW.
(looks)
HEY. Get the fuck OFF ME.
She WHIPS Net’s arm away.
NET
What? What’s wrong?
CAM
(awake now)
FUCKING DYKE.
Rod stirs from his opium-laced reverie.
Sees what Hondo is doing. FREAKS OUT.
THROWS Hondo off of him. PUNCHES him.
Hondo HITS the floor with a CRACK.
HONDO
HEY!
ROD
What the FUCK do you think you’re DOING?
HONDO
(smiles)
You seemed to like it --
CAM
(looks)
What’s the fuck’s GOING ON?
HONDO
(to Cam)
He was fucking BLOWING ME!
Cam SCREAMS. GRABS her gun.
Takes aim. SHOOTS Hondo in the chest, BANG.
A red stain starts growing on his t-shirt.
HONDO (CONT’D)
You SHOT ME. Fucking BITCH!
NET
HONDO!
Net races over to him. Cam fires again. BANG.
In the neck. Blood starts SPRAYING.
Net tries to stop it with her hands.
CAM
That’ll teach you to mess with MY MAN.
ROD
CAM? WHAT THE FUCK!?
NET
(looks at Cam)
You fucking CUNT! You SHOT HIM!
CAM
Those are your last words --
(SHOOTS HER)
Bitch.
Net falls over. THWUNK. Shot in the head.
The arc of blood from Hondo’s neck FLIES OUT --
onto the open bag of money.
ROD
Jesus fucking Christ, Cam. Jesus fucking CHRIST.
Look what you did. We’re FUCKED. FUCKED.
(beat)
Ohmigod, ohmigod, ohmigod.
Cam stares at the bodies.
A strange look in her eyes.
CAM
(a whisper)
Shot his head -- clean off.
ROD
(sees)
Oh, SHIT. FUCK. The money!
He LEAPS out of bed. Grabs the case.
Takes it into --
THE BATHROOM
Where he THROWS it in the bathtub.
TURNS ON the water, starts filling the tub.
He RACES back into --
THE BEDROOM
Where Cam stands over the bodies. Fondling the gun.
Rod comes up behind her. Looks.
CAM
(spooky)
Where’d you go, honey?
ROD
We gotta clean the money. It’s covered in BLOOD.
CAM
You mad at me?
Pause.
ROD
No, I’m not mad at you.
(sighs)
We’ve gotta figure out what
we’re gonna do with the bodies --
(thinks)
First we need to get the fuck outta here.
Someone must of heard the gun shots.
We hear a loud KNOCKING on the door downstairs.
Something inside Cam CLICKS back on.
She turns, looks at Rod.
CAM
Don’t worry, honey. I’ll take care of it.
PUSH IN ON Rod.
Scared shitless.
ROD
That’s what I’m afraid of.
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Well, thank you kindly for the hat tip!
ReplyDeleteCarole,
ReplyDeleteThanks for the hat tip!
Gun-Wild continues to tick all the right boxes.