Grand Theft Stinko

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In today's chapter from NOWHERE GIRLS, we're nearing the explosive finale, as agents April Street and Cherry Nation chase after black ops spook Honey Almond in the Kodak Theater, deep in the heart of Hollywood ...


INT. KODAK THEATER - STAIRWELL - NIGHT
Cherry RUNS up the steps.
KA-CHINKS a magazine in her UZI.

CHERRY
So help me,
if that bitch harms a hair on her HEAD --

INT. KODAK THEATER - ORCHESTRA LEVEL - AT THAT MOMENT
April lies on the floor
next to the front row of seats.

Opens her eyes.
Slowly moves up into a sitting position.
Opens her jacket --
revealing a kevlar vest
with THREE SMASHED BULLETS.

She picks them off.
Groans. Looks to her left --

APRIL
Shots came from over there --

And gets up on her knees.
Slowly looks over the seats.

INT. LUXURY OPERA BOX - AT THAT MOMENT
One of the opulent opera boxes
that flank each side of the theater
near the stage. Ornate beyond belief.

Honey and Monsterburg have taken refuge
in this particular box,
and have guns trained
on April down below.

HONEY
I got her. I saw her go down --

MONSTERBURG
But she’s not there anymore.
She moved.

HONEY
Must be wearing a vest. SHIT.

INT. KODAK THEATER - BACKSTAGE - AT THAT MOMENT
Cherry RACES onto the stage.
Hides behind the curtain on the side.
Pulls out her walkie.

CHERRY
April, I’m here.
Where are you?

IN THE THEATER
April GRABS hers.
Speaks into it.

APRIL
(loud whisper)
I’m on the floor behind the first row.
Where are you?

CHERRY
On the side of the stage,
near the orchestra pit.

APRIL
Okay.
Honey’s somewhere on the opposite side.
I think she’s got someone with her.

IN THE OPERA BOX
Honey and Monsterburg scan the theater.
See Cherry.

HONEY
Damn, now there’s the OTHER one --

MONSTERBURG
Why don’t we just split?

HONEY
Idiot. They’ll follow us.
And I’m NOT going to prison.
(sighs)
And then there’s the fucking FBI.
The place has gotta be swarming
with those tight-sphincter motherfuckers --

MONSTERBURG
Oh, right. They followed them HERE.

HONEY
Gee, aren’t you a smart cookie.
You get a gold star.

MONSTERBURG
Hey. There’s no reason to be nasty.

HONEY
Honey, NASTY is what’s
going to save our asses.
(thinks)
We need to distract them.
Give me one of your shoes.

MONSTERBURG
One of my shoes? Why?

HONEY
My god, are you fucking THICK.
I’m going to THROW it,
and then they’ll go in that direction.
Don’t you go to the movies?

MONSTERBURG
I, uh -- play videogames.

She stares at him.
He unties a sneaker.
Hands it to her.

MONSTERBURG
Knock yourself out.

HONEY
(takes it, smells)
Yow. Grand theft stinko --