Party Out Of Bounds

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Onto today's steaming hot slice of noir from BLOOD GETS IN YOUR EYES ...

Where patrolwoman Danette Day checks out the dead body at the crime scene at the wild rooftop party at the oceanside condo at Venice Beach. Meanwhile, hooker Alona Tal and boozy screenwriter Holly Land decide what to do with their hostage ...


INT. OCEANSIDE CONDO - NIGHT
Danette and Kenny slowly move through the living room, guns drawn.
Kenny looks at the lux digs in awe.

KENNY
Nice crib.

DANETTE
Shhhh.
(looks around)
C’mon. Upstairs.

IN FRONT OF THE HOUSE
Beggar tip-toes up to his BMW convertible.
Looks around. Opens the door.
Carefully gets in. Quietly closes it.

ON THE ROOF
Danette and Kenny see Emaciated Starlet’s
dead body on the blood-soaked bed.
Empty bottles and glasses everywhere.

KENNY
Holy SHIT.

DANETTE
‘Party Out of Bounds.’

KENNY
Huh?

DANETTE
Skip it.
(pulls out her cell)
Dispatch, this is unit one-adam-thirteen --
we’ve gotta code twelve, up on the roof.
Send lab techs and the coroner, do you copy?
(listens)
Roger that.

A car engine STARTS UP down below.
They RACE over to the edge of the roof. Look down.

BEGGAR’S CAR
Starts to drive away.

ON THE ROOF
Danette shakes her head.
Speaks into her cell.

DANETTE (CONT’D)
I need you to put out an APB on a red,
late-model BMW convertible,
heading north on Speedway.
(listens)
Sorry. Didn’t get the license.
(listens)
Roger that.
(hangs up, to Kenny)
C’mon, let’s go check out Paris Hilton.

They walk over to the bed. Look at the body.

KENNY
She looks kinda peaceful.
(beat)
I mean, you know -- despite all the blood.

DANETTE
(shakes her head)
Another young girl who’s potential was snuffed out too early.

KENNY
Yeah.
(wistful)
Must have been SOME party.

INT. HOLLY’S SHITTY HOTEL ROOM
Alona looks at Holly. Pointing her gun at Feo on the bed.

ALONA
That was Gill. He got carjacked.
AND mugged. We are SO fucked.

FEO
Who’s Gill?

HOLLY
None of your fucking business.

ALONA
I need a drink.

She walks over to the kitchenette.
Pours herself a plastic cup of vodka.
Takes a big hit. Looks at Holly.

ALONA (CONT’D)
You want one?

HOLLY
Yeah. Thanks.

FEO
I could use a --
(beat)
Never mind.

Alona pours one for Holly.
Brings it to her.

ALONA
Here’s blood in your eye --

They both drink. Stare at Feo.

ALONA (CONT'D)
What should we do with him?

HOLLY
I’ve got an idea.
(to Feo)
How much money do you have in the bank?

FEO
Uh, a couple hundred bucks --

HOLLY
(to Alona)
I take him to a cash machine.
Drain his account.
Then I bring him back.

ALONA
But that would be -- armed robbery.

HOLLY
And your point is?