It's 'hump day,' crime humpsters. And you know what that means. Time for a big, heaping slab of harboiled/pulp/noir fiction ... right up your hump. So toss back that last shot, pull on your boots, and head on out to the only joint in town ... at That Killing Feeling.Onto today's joint from A DISH BEST KILLED, where we are barreling toward the exciting, horrifying conclusion ...
Where Haven Crayce and Jett Targo are holed up at a shitty beach-side motel ... hiding from the cops ... and are in need of a late-night snack ...
EXT. CONVENIENCE STORE - NIGHT
A ramshackle joint a stone’s throw from the motor court.
The COUNTY SHERIFF’S POLICE CRUISER is parked outside.
INT. CONVENIENCE STORE - CONTINUOUS
A STRANGE-LOOKING DEPUTY hands a wanted poster to the CLERK,
a mildly retarded local kid (18). The clerk looks at it.
MILDLY RETARDED CLERK
I saw them -- on the news.
STRANGE-LOOKING DEPUTY
Yep. Bonnie and Bride.
Shore would like get in the middle of THAT sandwich.
Retarded stares at the poster.
Strange-looking goes to the frozen food section.
Rummages around. Finds something. Returns to the register.
STRANGE-LOOKING DEPUTY (CONT’D)
How much for the Hot Pockets?
MILDLY RETARDED CLERK
On the house, chief.
STRANGE-LOOKING DEPUTY
(goes to the door)
Mighty obliged, son. You take care now.
MILDLY RETARDED CLERK
(watching him go)
I love Hot Pockets.
Retarded puts the wanted poster on the counter.
Takes out a black marker. Starts drawing on it.
INT. SHITTY BUNGALOW - LIVING ROOM - AT THAT MOMENT
A ROARING FIRE in the fireplace.
The wood CRACKS in the red and orange flames flickering over the money.
Haven and Jett lie in each other’s arms, basking in the heat.
HAVEN
I wanna stay here forever and ever.
JETT
Yeah.
HAVEN
Mmmm.
(beat)
I’m hungry.
JETT
So am I.
HAVEN
Would you go get us some provisions?
Pretty please?
JETT
Of course.
Jett gets up, puts on her cowboy hat.
HAVEN
I think you should go just like that.
Shrugs into her jeans.
JETT
Silly girl, it’s fuckin’ freezing out there.
Puts on her shirt. SNAPS it.
HAVEN
Hurry back, honey pie.
I’m so hungry, I could eat a horse.
JETT
When I come back, we’ll do some ropin’ and ridin.’
(goes to the door)
Keep the home fires burning.
HAVEN
(smiles, dreamy)
Yeah --
(beat)
Hey, you know what?
JETT
What.
HAVEN
You know when they say money can’t buy happiness?
(beat)
They’re full of shit.
And she THROWS a fistful of money in the air.
PUSH IN ON Haven’s eyes. Dancing with delight.
INT. CONVENIENCE STORE - MOMENTS LATER
The Wanted poster is up.
But now Haven has a mustache and a missing front tooth.
And Jett is in shades and a cowboy hat.
Like she is right now. Walking in the door. The bell RINGS.
JETT
(tips her hat)
Evenin.’
She grabs a basket. Starts going through the food aisles.
MILDLY RETARDED CLERK
(wide-eyed)
Evenin.’
Jett goes to the beverage cooler.
Takes out a six-pack.
Brings her items to the counter.
MILDLY RETARDED CLERK (CONT’D)
Looks like you’re fixing to have yourself a late-night snack.
JETT
Yeah.
MILDLY RETARDED CLERK
You must be stayin’ at the Buccaneer down the way.
Jet nods. Retarded rings up the items.
Open-mouthed. Concentrating.
Placing each in a paper bag.
MILDLY RETARDED CLERK (CONT'D)
That’ll be -- thirty-four dollars and seventy-three cents, please.
Jett hands him some cash.
MILDLY RETARDED CLERK (CONT’D)
Out of forty --
(hands her bills and coins)
Five dollars and twenty-seven cents is your change.
Jett tosses the coins in a big plastic cup marked TIPS.
JETT
(picks up the bag)
Thanks. Have a good night.
She heads toward the door.
MILDLY RETARDED CLERK
You, too.
(after she’s out the door)
Give my best to your friend.
Retarded goes to the phone. Dials. Listens.
MILDLY RETARDED CLERK (CONT’D)
I’d like to speak with the Sheriff, please.
This is Lonnie down at the Stop and Gulp?
(listens)
I wanna report that Bonnie and Bride
are holed up at the Buccaneer Motor Court
over here in Seal Beach.
(listens)
So when do I get that reward money?
PUSH IN ON Retarded. Doing his duty. Excited.
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