Get Out Of My Fucking Face

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In Chapter 19 of NOWHERE GIRL, the shit REALLY hits the fan when black ops assassin Wendon Swift, having shot at 'stripper with a suitcase nuke' Cherry Nation and the gang, goes up against CIA agent Shag Holiday in brutal hand-to-hand combat. Meanwhile, Homeland Security agent gets into a fender-bender in her stolen cab with an asshole agent, and decides to take off on foot ...


EXT. GARAGE ROOF - NIGHT
Wendon kneels on the tiles. Cradling a sniperscope rifle.
She JAMS a new magazine in, KA-CHINK. Takes aim. Sneers.

WENDON
Dick Cheney eat your fucking heart out.

Hands suddenly GRAB her by the neck. She GAGS.
Gets pulled back. Her rifle CLATTERS onto the tiles.

Wendon GRABS the hands,
and viciously YANKS them off.
She WHIRLS around and faces --

SHAG. Aiming a Sig Sauer at her.

SHAG
Hands in the air! I’m a federal agent!

Wendon smiles. Raises her hands.

WENDON
So am I, asshole.

SHAG
Get on your knees. NOW.

She arches an eyebrow.
Then WHIRLS like a top
and KICKS Shag in the face -- CRACK.

He FLIES BACKWARDS -- OOF.

She LEAPS into the air
and lands on top of him, THWUMP.

He GRABS her by the waist,
and they ROLL across the tiles --

FLY off the edge of the roof,
and BANG into a dumpster.

IN THE WOODS
Cherry puts down her gun.
Looks at Peeler.

CHERRY
They stopped shooting.
How’s your leg? Can you walk?

He gets up. Puts his weight on it.

PEELER
Yeah. But it really hurts.

Cherry takes off her jacket.
RIPS off one of the arms.

Then the other. Ties them together.
Then wraps it around the wound,
pulls it TIGHT.
Puts the armless jacket back on.

CHERRY
There. That should hold it for awhile.
C’mon, let’s get the fuck outta here.

PEELER
Where did you learn how to do that?

CHERRY
Hey, just because I take my clothes off
for a living doesn’t mean I wasn’t a Girl Scout.

INT. YELLOW CAB - MOVING - NIGHT - AT THAT MOMENT
April ZOOMS west on Sunset. Window down.
The wind WHIPPING her hair.

The rain is coming down harder, getting her wet.
She checks her PDA. Looks up. Sees something.

APRIL
Hey, ASSHOLE! You’re in the INTERSECTION!

She HITS the breaks, and the cab SKIDS.

EXT. SUNSET BOULEVARD - CONTINUOUS
A BENTLEY SEDAN has pulled out of a mini-mall,
it’s nose in the intersection.

April tries to brake, but she hydroplanes,
and SMASHES into the side of the hood.
Metal CRUNCHES.

PUNCHING the car sideways.
April’s cab COUGHS and dies.

The hood FLIES UP.
Steam BILLOWS out of the engine.

APRIL
SHIT.

The cab driver wakes up.
Starts SCREAMING at April.

MIDDLE-EASTERN CABBIE
What you do to my TAXI-CAB, mother-fucker!

April opens the door,
starts to get out. Turns to him.

APRIL
Guess you won’t be praising Allah today.

EXT. SUNSET BOULEVARD - INTERSECTION - CONTINUOUS
The owner of the Bentley, an IRATE AGENT
races over to April. Gets in her face. SHOUTS at her.

IRATE AGENT
You fucking BITCH.
Do you realize HOW MUCH that car COSTS?!
(WHIPS out his Blackberry)
Just wait till the fucking COPS get here.

APRIL
(WHIPS out her ID)
Homeland Security, asshole.
Get out of my fucking face.

IRATE AGENT
(looks at it)
Oh, yeah -- right.
'Homeland Security.'
What an awful name.
Sounds like an insurance company.
Ooh, I’m scared.

April PUNCHES him in the face, WHAM.
He goes down. She looks around.
Traffic is moving around them.

She pulls out the PDA.
Checks the location.

APRIL
It’s right around the corner. Fuck it.

And she TAKES OFF on foot, running.

EXT. GARAGE - DUMPSTER - NIGHT - AT THAT MOMENT
The heavens open up, and it starts POURING rain.
Thunder BOOMS. Lightening CRACKS in the sky.

IN THE DUMPSTER
Wendon is on top of Shag, CHOKING him.

He PRIES her fingers away.
HEAD-BUTTS her, BANG.

She FLIES against
the side of the container, CRACK.

Shag grabs a board,
BANGS it on her head, WHAM.
She goes down.

He starts to KICK her,
but she GRABS his leg,
YANKS him off his feet.

She stands.
Pulls out her Sig Sauer.

WENDON
Fuck this shit.

She FIRES at his chest --
BANG-BANG-BANG.

He FLIES against the wall, flops down.
She HOPS out of the dumpster. Looks.

WENDON
Wimp.
And she TAKES OFF into the woods.