Friday, December 4, 2009

Like White On Icicles

Happy Friday, crime junkies. You've slogged through the week, and now it's time to celebrate. Vent. Blow of some hardboiled steam. Time to clean your piece, strap on your shoulder holster, and head on over to the coolest joint in cyberspace ... at That Killing Feeling.

Onto today's joint from LITTLE GIRL BLUE ...

When we last left private eye Carrie Love, she had arrived at her mother's home in Beverly Hills on Christmas Eve, in the middle of a freak snowstorm. She's just saved would-be stripper/college coed Blue Wonder from the evil clutches of white slave trafficker Tolly Chill and his henchmen ...

Who are right nearby, and who have just killed an inquisitive motorcycle cop, and are now disposing of the body ...


EXT. SUNSET BOULEVARD - NIGHT
Tolly’s SUV travels slowly in the snow. It’s blinding now.

INT. TOLLY’S SUV - MOVING - CONTINUOUS
The windshield wipers are pumping furiously
as the snow gets heavier.
Tolly strains to see as he’s driving.

TOLLY
I love it.
It’s like we’re back in Jersey.

PORKPIE
Oh, yeah? I’m fucking freezing.

TOLLY
So turn up the fucking heat.

A siren WHOOP-WHOOPS behind them.

TOLLY (CONT’D)
(looks in the rearview mirror)
Shit, it’s a cop.

He pulls the car over. Stops. Shifts into ‘park.’
The COP appears in the window. Tolly rolls it down.

TOLLY (CONT’D)
Can I help you, officer?

ANGRY COP
License, registration, and proof of insurance.
And keep your hands where I can see ‘em.

TOLLY
Sure thing, sure thing.
(leans over to get them)
How about this weather, huh?
(hands them over)
What did I do wrong, officer?

ANGRY COP
(looking at documents)
You left the scene of an accident.
Please step out of the vehicle.

Porkpie pulls out a SIG SAUER and FIRES.
BANG. BANG. BANG.

The officer FLIES backwards into a snow bank, THWUMP.

TOLLY
Jesus FUCKING CHRIST.
What the FUCK did you do THAT for?

PORKPIE
I ain’t goin’ to jail on CHRISTMAS.

TOLLY
Goddammit.
Now we gotta get rid of the BODY,
and the fuckin’ BIKE.
Everybody OUTTA THE CAR.

ALDO
Ah, shit -- it’s snowing.

MICK
Yeah, boss, can’t we just --

TOLLY
I said OUTTA THE FUCKING CAR, NOW.
It’s a winter wonderland. Get used to it.

INT. MARGO’S MANSION - FOYER - AT THAT MOMENT
Carrie, Bernie and Blue stand in the doorway.

SETH
Carrie. Great to see you.

They hug.

CARRIE
Hey there, little brother.
(gestures)
You remember Bernie --

BERNIE
Hey. You sure got tall.

SETH
Nice to see you, too.
You look -- the same.

BERNIE
(to Carrie)
He lies as good as you do.

CARRIE
(to Seth)
And is this is Blue.
Blue Wonder.

Seth and Blue lock eyes.
Instant chemistry.

SETH
H-hi. Nice to -- meet you.

BLUE
Hey.
(staring)
You, too.

Pause.

CARRIE
Earth to Seth, Earth to Seth --

SETH
(staring)
Let’s -- go see Mom.

CARRIE
Cue the warm and fuzzy.

EXT. SUNSET BOULEVARD - SUV - AT THAT MOMENT
Tolly watches the boys drag the cop’s body in the woods.
Watches for oncoming traffic. Talks on his cell phone.

TOLLY
Hey, pop. We’re almost there.
(listens)
Because the GPS thing stopped moving.
They’re in one of these big joints on Sunset.
We’re right down the block.

INTERCUT WITH:

INT. GERO’S BEDROOM - CONTINUOUS
Gero lies in bed watching TV, eating a bowl of ice cream.

GERO
They’ve arrived at their destination?

TOLLY
No problem. Piece of cake.
I’m on it like white on icicles.

He watches the boys drag the motorcycle into the foliage.

GERO
Well, hurry it up.

TOLLY
No worries. I’ll call you when got her.

GERO
Okay. And just bring the girl.
(whispers)
Whack the detective.
She knows too much.

TOLLY
Don’t worry.
I’ll deck her fucking halls.

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