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In Chapter 18 of BABY HEISTER, Master heister Doc Hazard and his teenage wannabe bank robber granddaughter Keley scope out the diner where they plan on jacking the armored car. But then they get some bad news that puts the job in jeopardy ...
EXT. RUBY’S DINER - DAY
Quiet. A smattering of cars in the lot.
A few people inside having breakfast.
Not dead, but not that busy, either.
NEXT DOOR
In a motel parking sits
Doc’s pickup truck, facing Ruby’s.
IN THE TRUCK
Sits Doc and Kelsey.
Both watching the joint
with binoculars.
IN RUBY’S PARKING LOT
The ARMORED CAR turns off the road,
approaches the diner.
KELSEY (O.C.)
Here it comes --
The can pulls into it’s
regular parking space and stops.
IN THE TRUCK
Doc looks at his watch.
DOC
Seven on the dot.
KELSEY
A well-oiled machine, huh?
DOC
Not if we can help it.
INT. DOC’S FARMHOUSE - KITCHEN - DAWN
Doc, Jo and Kelsey sit
at the table having breakfast.
JO
I still can’t believe
you two got up so early.
It’s not like
you’re doing the job.
DOC
Can’t help it.
My body clock.
JO
(to Kelsey)
What’s your excuse?
KELSEY
Couldn’t sleep.
Too jacked up.
The phone on the wall RINGS.
Jo gets up. Answers it.
JO
Hello?
(to Doc)
It’s for you. Dusty.
Doc gets up.
Takes the phone.
DOC
Dusty, hey.
(listens)
Shit.
(listens)
When?
(listens)
I don’t think so.
Bring it over anyway.
(listens)
Yeah. See ya soon.
He hangs up.
Looks white as a ghost.
KELSEY
What’s wrong?
DOC
Simon went out last night
to jack some wheels
and never came back.
They think he got busted.
JO
Oh, no.
KELSEY
So what happens now?
DOC
Well, Dusty jacked another car.
Wanted to know if I
could be their wheelman --
but I don’t know,
with my arthritis --
KELSEY
Damn. So the job’s off?
DOC
Well, there IS someone else
that knows the job
well-enough to do it.
KELSEY
You mean --
JO
You sure that’s
a good idea?
DOC
I say we let her do it.
She’s ready.
JO
I don’t know --
DOC
She’s only driving.
Jo sighs.
Reluctantly nods.
Kelsey pumps a fist.
KELSEY
YES --
Oh-oh! that's not good news! Hope Simon doesn't talk to the coppers... he's supposed to be a pro, right? "Ya don't rat on a brother, Simon!"
ReplyDeleteWell, this sort of puts a 'fly in the ointment'. Doc still gonna go ahead with the gig? Seems they might want to lie back for a bit... see which way the crap is gonna flow...
Oh, man.... I wanted to be the wheelgirl! :(
Hehe!
xoxoxoxoxo <3 <3 <3
Ronni
Methinks you missed something big here, doll. The job is ON ...
ReplyDeleteAnd KELSEY IS THE DRIVER ...
!!!!