All In A Day's Skirt

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Onto today chapter from NOWHERE GIRLS, where Homeland Security agents Cherry Nation and April Street, along with black ops spook Bibi LaSalle, fight off a full-frontal assault on their Malibu beach home ...


EXT. CHERRY AND APRIL'S JOINT - NIGHT
A doorway reveals a path down to the beach.
The ocean waves roll in the moonlight.
The intruders’ boat from the opening of the story gently bobs in the water.

Cherry and April get up.
Grab their backpacks. Stare at Bibi.

APRIL
That was fucking awesome.

CHERRY
Remind me not to piss you off.

BIBI
It is, as you say, all in ze day’s work.
But we cannot rest on laurels.
We have to MOVE, NOW --
(looks)
Is that your boat out there?

APRIL
It is now. C’MON --

And they RACE outside.

EXT. CHERRY AND APRIL’S JOINT - NIGHT
The entire joint is ON FIRE.
The helicopter starts circling the yard, looking for survivors.

A SPOTLIGHT moving across the house, the yard --
Revealing the commando’s dead bodies, burning in the flames.

IN THE CHOPPER
The PILOT, Tom Cruise on steroids,
YELLS at his copilot.

ANGRY CHOPPER PILOT
I don’t fucking BELIEVE IT.
The bitches got ALL OF THEM.

The IRATE COPILOT grabs an AK-47 submachine gun.
Yells at the commando behind him working the spotlight.

IRATE COPILOT
FIND THEM,
so I can SHOVE some HOT LEAD
up their fucking SNATCHES.

EXT. OCEAN SHORE - AT THAT MOMENT
The girls JUMP in the water.
Start swimming to the boat.

The Spotlight SWEEPS across the beach in a zigzag pattern.
Machine gun fire SPRAYS across the sand.

APRIL
(looks behind her)
Shit, HURRY.

THE SPOTLIGHT
Hits them. The girls swim faster.
Bullets SPRAYING into the waves.

They go under the surface.
Continue swimming.

IN THE CHOPPER
The copilot looks out the window with night goggles.

IRATE COPILOT
GODDAMMIT. They went underwater.

ANGRY CHOPPER PILOT
The CO warned us, bitches are GOOD.

IN THE OCEAN
The GIRLS make it to the boat.
Climb aboard.

THE SPOTLIGHT
Hits them.
April races to the front deck.
Starts the engine.

CHERRY
Hurry up, they SEE US.

IN THE CHOPPER
Irate copilot aims his weapon.
Licks his lips.

IRATE COPILOT
Anyone want SHREDDED TUNA?

And he starts FIRING.

IN THE BOAT
The girls DUCK,
bullets FLYING over their heads.
Pieces of wood SPLINTER, go flying.

Just as April starts to turn the wheel,
a bullet HITS her in the leg. THWIP.
She grabs her thigh, reels backwards.

APRIL
GODDAMMIT!

CHERRY
I’ll get it --

Cherry RACES to the front.
Grabs the controls.
Starts gunning the engine.
She gets hit in the shoulder. CRACK.

CHERRY
OW!

She FLIES backwards, hits the deck.
Grabs her shoulder. Struggles to get back up.

Bibi searches the rear storage bin.
Pulls out an ANTI-AIRCRAFT ASSAULT WEAPON.
A giant bazooka-looking joint.

She cradles it in her arms.
Takes aim. Grimaces.

BIBI
Bye, bye, birdie --

And she fires.
A missile SHOOTS out the barrel.

THE CHOPPER
Flies toward the boat.
Gets HIT with the rocket, BANG.
EXPLODES in a MASSIVE FIREBALL.

Slowly rotates in a lazy circle,
then PLUMMETS into the water, SPLASH, and sinks.

ON THE BOAT
The girls watch.

CHERRY
Holy shit. Black hawk DOWN.

APRIL
(turns to Bibi)
Thanks for the rockets red glare.

BIBI
All in a day’s skirt.
(smiles)
You’d do the same for me.
How’s your arm?

APRIL
Hurts like a motherfucker.

BIBI
(to Cherry)
How about your leg?

CHERRY
Uh, can I get another order of
‘hurts like a motherfucker?’

BIBI
We go to safe house I know,
down in Venice. Fix you two up.

APRIL
Take me to Muscle Beach, baby.

CHERRY
As long as we stay away from
the freak show at the boardwalk.
We’re gonna need to hide.

BIBI
Darling, don’t you know?
The best place to hide is in a crowd.