Happy Friday, crime slicksters. Are you ready for the weak-end? Ready for a white-knuckle ride straight to hell? Then strap on your favorite piece, grab some extra ammo, and head on over to the coolest crime joint in town ... at That Killing Feeling.Onto the rip-roaring finale of A DISH BEST KILLED, where our star-crossed, murderous lovers Haven Crayce and Jett Targo go out like a supernova ... in a ball of flames.
It just goes to show ... crime doesn't pay.
INT. SHITTY HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
Haven and Jett wrestle for control of the gun,
Jett now weaker, Haven on fire, almost an equal match.
The gun GOES OFF, BANG. A window SHATTERS.
Another BLAST. The TV set EXPLODES.
A third, BANG.
HAVEN (CONT’D)
Ow!
Haven SLUMPS over.
Shot in the heart.
JETT
HAVEN! NO!
Jett freaks.
GRABS Haven in her arms.
Holds on for dear life.
JETT (CONT’D)
Baby, it’s gonna be okay, it’s gonna be okay.
HAVEN
(a whisper)
You -- shot me.
JETT
I didn’t mean to. I was -- just --
A siren WHOOP-WHOOPS outside.
Haven looks.
She’s starting to slip away.
Eyelids heavy.
HAVEN
Looks like we have -- company.
Her flame flickers out. Gone.
JETT
Haven, NO -- baby -- NO, NO, NO, NO!
An ANGRY MALE VOICE comes over a bullhorn.
ANGRY MALE VOICE (O.C.)
Haven Crayce and Jett Targo,
this is the POLICE!
We have you SURROUNDED!
Come out RIGHT NOW
with your HANDS IN THE AIR!
Jett starts crying.
Puts the gun in her mouth.
Closes her eyes.
But she can’t do it.
ANGRY MALE VOICE (O.C.) (CONT'D)
This is your LAST CHANCE!
We have you SURROUNDED!
If you don’t come out right NOW,
we’re coming in AFTER you!
Jett goes to the window. Sees --
EXT. MOTOR COURT PARKING LOT - CONTINUOUS
A dozen SQUAD CARS. Lights blaring.
Dozens of COPS, SWAT, with hand guns,
assault rifles, automatic weapons.
Half a dozen media trucks.
REPORTERS. CREW. ONLOOKERS.
JETT
pulls away from the window.
Holds her wound.
Looks around the room.
Sees a GAS CAN.
Raises THE gun. Takes aim --
JETT
I’m so sorry, baby.
It was gonna be so good.
We had it all.
And SHOOTS it.
It EXPLODES in a massive fireball.
Burning money FLIES around in the air.
ANGRY MALE VOICE (O.C.)
COMMENCE FIRING!
The windows EXPLODE with bullets.
Shots BANG-BANG-BANG,
blasting HOLES in the walls.
Jett gets SHOT.
She hits the floor, dying.
Looks at Haven.
Flames licking at her body.
The peaceful look on her face.
JETT
But sometimes -- it just doesn’t work out.
EXT. MOTOR COURT BUNGALOW - CONTINUOUS
Everyone watches the house EXPLODE in a BALL OF FLAMES.
CAL SEELY stands next to his car.
Shakes his head slowly.
DR. BING appears beside him.
They nod at each other.
Look back at the fire.
DR. BING
I never did trust that dame.
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