Friday, January 28, 2011

Elvis Has Entered The Building



Hey there, crime kids. Happy fucking FRIDAY. It's time once again to take a trip to the dark side, where your most violent fantasies become sins of the flesh, right here, where the hardboiled action is non-stop, at the coolest crime joint in cyberspace ... at That Killing Feeling.

In Chapter 39 of NOWHERE GIRLS, super-spy twins Cherry Nation and April Street storm evil criminal mastermind Honey Almond's command center deep within her underground lair ... right after Honey and Monsterburg make their escape ...


INT. HONEY’S OFFICE - NIGHT
Honey sits at her desk.
We can see she’s been crying.
She reaches for a tissue.
Sees something on the wall.

ANGLE ON --
The spy camera.

She LEAPS UP. Walks over to it --

HONEY
Those sneaky BASTARDS.

GRABS it, YANKS on it,
pulls it out from the wall, RRRIP.

HONEY
God-DAMMIT.

She storms out into --

INT. SITUATION ROOM - CONTINUOUS
Honey stands in her doorway.
Eyes on fire.

HONEY
Everybody LISTEN UP.
We’ve had a SECURITY BREACH.
We’re under ATTACK.
Start the defense protocol IMMEDIATELY.

The group breaks into BUZZING and CHATTERING
as everyone checks their weapons.

Scurries about getting ready.
Monsterburg RACES over to her.

MONSTERBURG
What happened?

HONEY
Stealth camera in my office.
Probably one of a dozen.
Elvis has entered the building.
Hunka-hunka burnin’ agents.

MONSTERBURG
Holy shit. Do you have a --

HONEY
Escape contingency? Of course.
Wanna come with me?

MONSTERBURG
Does a bear have a big dick?

HONEY
Follow me.

She trots over toward a steel door
in the corner of the room.

Puts her hand on a touch pad.
The door THWIPS open --
and Honey and Monsterberg
DASH into the opening and disappear --

Just as Cherry and April
appear in the opposite doorway.
Each with twin Uzis.

CHERRY
Homeland SECURITY.
Nobody MOVE, DROP YOUR WEAPONS, NOW.

APRIL
You’re UNDER ARREST.

A pair of ARMED GUARDS
raise their rifles at them.

UGLY ARMED GUARD
Oh, YEAH?

Cherry SCREAMS. Starts firing,
SPRAYING the room with bullets.

April lets loose with a WAR CRY,
starts FIRING.

The Uzis RIP everyone apart.
RAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT.
RAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT.

Blood, brains and limbs go FLYING --

The girls keep SHOOTING.
RAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT.
RAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT-TAT.

Honey’s commandos and techs bodies
JERK like puppets in the air,
then HIT the ground, dead.
THWUMP, THWUMP, THWUMP.

Cherry and April stop firing.
Look around.
April points at the open doorway.

APRIL
She went thataway, c’mon --

April starts moving.
Cherry stays put.

CHERRY
I’ll catch up with you.
First I gotta find my KIDS.

April looks at Cherry. Nods.

APRIL
Call me on the walkie --

CHERRY
(nods)
Go get ‘em, sis.

APRIL
Righteous kill, BABY --

And she DASHES off down the tunnel.

EXT. MANN’S CHINESE THEATER - NIGHT
The place is a zoo.
Word has gotten out to the media,
and now a hoard of NEWS VANS
and CURIOUS ONLOOKERS
have joined the throng of
SQUAD CARS and SWAT TRUCKS.

A hoard of COMMANDOS in riot gear
STORM into the theater.

Sunday and Max strap on kevlar vests.
Put on helmets.
Look at the madness around them.

SUNDAY
God-DAMMIT. Fucking fourth estate --

MAX
What’s 'fourth estate?'

SUNDAY
The media.

MAX
Then why didn’t you just say 'the media?'

SUNDAY
Pardon me for going to HARVARD.

Pause.

MAX
I’m sorry. Kinda tired.
These late nights are getting kinda old --

SUNDAY
Apology accepted.
Now stop your whining
and lets go get us
some criminal mastermind ASS.

MAX
NOW you’re talking.

They start for the entrance to the theater.

SUNDAY
After this is over,
whattaya say we go
somewhere and celebrate?

MAX
Seriously?

SUNDAY
Seriously.

MAX
Hot SOX.

SUNDAY
'Hot sox?'

MAX
EXCUSE ME for going
to community college -

1 comment:

  1. Uh-oh!! The "gig's" up. Fibbies!! Time to storm the castle!

    "It's shreddin' time!!" Oh yeah.... the air heavy with the stench of gunpowder and internal organs..... let's see... twin Uzi's for each... say 32 round mags... rate of fire 600 rounds per minute... thats 120 rounds in about 3 seconds... damn! Can you say "hot metal?" And the girls don't even break a nail!! Lol!!!

    "Fourth estate"... I like that! Someone once referred to the media as the fifth horseman of the apocalypse....

    Max is to frickin' funny... "hot sox!" Haha!!

    Ooohh baby... can't wait for Monday! Oh... right... it is Monday... because I "$%&#" around all weekend and never read Friday's chapter! Hehe!! It's a strategy, see... now I don't have to wait... I can just "slip right over" to Monday's installment... :)

    XOXOXXO <3

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