Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Hold Still Or I'll Blow Your Fucking Head Off

Happy Hump Day, crime humpsters. It's time for our 'end of the decade' blowout. You say you're looking for cheap weapons? We got 'em. Cheaper chicks? Check. An open bar? Always. Because when the going gets hardboiled, the hardboiled get going ... to That Killing Feeling.

Onto today's joint from LITTLE GIRL BLUE, where we arrive at the exciting, next-to-last installment of our story ...

When we last left private eye Carrie Love and would-be stripper/college coed Blue Wonder, they had just escaped a home invasion on Christmas Eve, and have now they've turned the tables on white slave trafficker Gero Chill ... so what does Blue do? Why, she gets her revenge ... by beating the shit out of him ...


INT. BEVERLY HILLS MANSION - BASEMENT - SECRET ROOM - NIGHT
Tolly’s tied to a chair. Looks royally pissed off.
Eva holds a gun on him. Margo naps.

ANGLE ON:
We see that Tolly is loosening the rope on his wrists.

EVA
Shakes her pistol at him. Eyes burning.

EVA
How dare you invade this home.
And on Christmas.
You should be ashamed of yourself.

TOLLY
Shut up, you OLD BAT.
You don’t know nothin’ about NOTHIN.’

EVA
Keep your voice down.
Can’t you see she’s sleeping?

Tolly stands up. RIPS the ropes apart.

TOLLY
I’M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU.

The noise wakes Margo. She raises her gun.
Tolly LUNGES at Eva. She SHOOTS him.
Gets him in the shoulder.
He STOPS, startled.
LUNGES at Eva again.

Margo SHOOTS him three times in the chest.
BANG. BANG. BANG.
He falls over, dead.

EVA
Oh my god.

MARGO
Holy shit.

They look at each other.

EVA
Nice shooting.

MARGO
(looks at the gun)
I can’t believe I just did that.

EVA
We should call Bernie on the walkie talkie.

MARGO
You call. I’m kinda tired.
(closes her eyes)
Nice shooting yourself.

EVA
You’re not such a tough nut after all.

MARGO
Keep it under your hat.
Now let me get some sleep.
My ears are still ringing.

And she goes out.
Starts lightly snoring.
Eva shake her head.
She picks up the walkie.
Presses TALK.

EVA
Hello, Bernie?
This is Eva.
Are you there?

INT. POOL HOUSE - AT THAT MOMENT
Bernie lifts the curtain, peers out the front window.
Then looks at Seth and Blue, standing by the back door.
He nods. They quietly creep outside.

The walkie SQUAWKS to life. Bernie answers it. Listens.

BERNIE
You WHAT? Really?
Margo did? Holy shit.
(listens)
Stay where you are.
We’ll come get you.
Hold on tight.

OUTSIDE
Gero and Mad Dog huddle by the side of the front door.

MAD DOG
I say we blast the fucking shit out of ‘em.
I’m fucking FREEZING.

GERO
No. No guns. Let me think.

CARRIE (O.C.)
Gee, I dunno. That could be dangerous.

GERO
(looks)
What the -- ?

Carrie stands next to a nearby tree.
Points her gun at them.

CARRIE
Drop your weapons, NOW.

Mad Dog reaches for his piece.
Carrie SHOOTS him in the forehead. BANG.
He goes down. THWUNK.

Gero TAKES OFF, runs around the side of the pool house.
Carrie CHASES after him.

CARRIE (CONT’D)
Goddammit, come BACK HERE.

IN THE WINDOW
Bernie watches.

BERNIE
Shit.

He opens the door. RACES outside.

OUTSIDE IN THE SECURITY CAR
Fish puts down the flask. Cocks his head.

FISH
That was a gunshot. I better go help.

He opens the car door. Gets out. Weaves a little.

FISH (CONT’D)
Damn. I need to eat somethin.’

And he heads off toward the house.

IN THE BACK
Blue and Seth creep around the corner, holding their guns.
Gero RUNS right into them.
They topple over, HIT the ground.

Gero PISTOL WHIPS Seth.
He GRABS Blue.

GERO
I’ve got you NOW, little girl.

Blue tries to FIGHT back,
but Gero GRABS her wrists in one hand.
Holds his gun to her head in the other.

GERO (CONT’D)
Hold still or I’ll blow your fucking head off.

CARRIE
Races toward Gero and LEAPS on top of him.
GRABS the gun from his hand.
WHACKS him on the head.

Incensed, Blue JUMPS UP.
Starts KICKING HIM.

BLUE
MOTHERFUCKER!

BERNIE
RUNS over. Sees what’s going on.

BERNIE
Stop her. She’s gonna hurt him.

CARRIE
Let her get it out of her system.

BLUE
You KILLED MY SISTER.

She continues to wail on Gero.
He raises his hands in protest.
Taking her full wrath.

Seth gets up. Shakes his head.
Brushes off the snow.

SETH
(watches Blue)
Whoah. Hell hath no fury.

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