The Natives Are Restless

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In Chapter 35 of BABY HEISTER, now safely hidden in their 'back-up safe house' next door, teenage heister Kelsey Hazard and her crush, wheelman Simon Leeds get ready to get revenge on the Yakuza gangleader that killed Kelsey's parents in their ill-fated bank job. Meanwhile, outside the building, the cops are still looking for them ...


EXT. WAREHOUSE - DAY
An unmarked Crown Vic is parked at the curb.
Flint Cole and Darryl Rooker stand
on the sidewalk looking at the building.

DARRYL
What the fuck was THAT?

FLINT
Sounds like the natives are restless.

They RUN to the front door.

INT. SHITTY HOTEL ROOM - DUSK
Simon and Kelsey sit on the bed.
Jo, on a wooden chair.

Doc closes the adjoining door to the loft.
Grabs a handle on the wall, SHOVES it down.
We hear a CHINK, CHINK, CHINK.

KELSEY
What’s that?

DOC
Steel rods.
They go through the door.
Even if they could find it,
they couldn’t open it.

KELSEY
But we’re still fucked.
The entire area is gonna be swarming with cops
when they find the truck in the elevator shaft.

DOC
Not necessarily.
One of the reasons
I chose these buildings
is the rooftops of the
whole block are connected.
They’re gonna think we went up
to the roof and escaped.
(beat)
So now we just chill out
and get a good night’s sleep.
We need to be rested
for the bank job tomorrow morning.

KELSEY
What about the semi?

DOC
I’ve got it handled.
I made a call.

KELSEY
But where’s the semi gonna TAKE us?
We need to figure out --

DOC
Relax. I have an old friend
down in the Marina, Zulf Masters,
a retired yegg.

KELSEY
How’s a safecracker gonna help us?

PUSH IN ON Jo’s face. Smiling.

JO
He sells boats.

EXT. DOC’S WAREHOUSE - DUSK
A SWAT truck is at the curb.
Flint and Darryl talk with the
TACTICAL FORCE COMMANDER, (40’s),
big, tough, no-nonsense.

SWAT COMMANDER
We gotta problem.
The door to the stairs
has been welded shut.
Only way up is on the elevator --

FLINT
Which is now toast,
with dead heisters, over easy.

DARRYL
Can someone climb up the cables?

SWAT COMMANDER
They’ve been cut.

FLINT
And the windows are secured --

DARRYL
(to SWAT Commander)
What do you think? You’re the expert.

SWAT COMMANDER
We go up to the roof, blow a hole,
then go in.

FLINT
He’s not there.

DARRYL
Bullshit. Where could he have gone?

FLINT
After those two assholes
tried a double-cross and
crash-landed, he split.
(points)
See the roofs up there?
They’re connected.
He could be anywhere by now.

DARRYL
I say he’s still in there.
(to Swat Commander)
Go ahead. Blow the fucker up.

INT. SHITTY HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
Completely bare, except for
a bare mattress on the floor.

Next to it, an ancient,
old-school transistor radio.

Simon lies on the mattress.
Kelsey comes into the room.

KELSEY
Finally. They’re asleep.

SIMON
I can’t believe they still -- do it.

KELSEY
Love never dies, I guess.

SIMON
Fucking gross.

KELSEY
I think it’s sweet.

SIMON
Give you any ideas?

KELSEY

In your dreams.
She pulls her gun out from behind her back.
Checks the clip. CRACKS it back in, KA-CHINK.

KELSEY
Cops gone?

SIMON
Yeah. Boy, were they PISSED
when they didn’t find anything.
(beat)
You sure you wanna do this.

KELSEY
Never more sure of anything in my life.

SIMON
Then let’s go punch out
his fortune cookie.

KELSEY
Fortune cookies come with Chinese food.
He’s Japanese.

SIMON
You’re confusing me with someone
who gives a moo-goo-gai-fuck --