Insufficient Funds

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In Chapter 23 of BLUE HOTEL, boozy screenwriter Holly Land takes Feo, the assistant to the Hollywood agent she killed earlier that night to a cash machine to drain his account to help pay the thugs Alona hired to get rid of the agent's body lying in her hotel room ... but the 'transaction' doesn't go as planned ...


EXT. VENICE BEACH - CITY STREET - NIGHT
The Bank we’ve seen before.
Across the street from the post office.
Totally deserted at this hour on a week night.

Feo appears, walking briskly.
Followed by Holly.

Holding the gun in her coat pocket,
pointed at his back.

FEO
Do you mind if I ask why you --

HOLLY
YES. Keep moving.

They get to the bank.
Feo pulls out his wallet.

Takes out his ATM card.
Slides it in the machine.

Punches in his pin code.
Then makes his transaction.

FEO
Then we’re going
back to the hotel?

HOLLY
Yeah.

FEO
(looks at the screen)
Not enough FUNDS?
That’s not POSSIBLE.

He punches another button.
Looks again.

FEO
Eighty-four bucks?
That can’t be --
(thinks)
Oh, shit -- that’s right.
(looks at her)
I just paid my phone bill.

HOLLY
I don’t believe you.

FEO
Look at the fucking screen.
It’s right there.
My balance is
eighty-four-fucking bucks.

HOLLY
(peers at the screen)
Then take out eighty.

Feo punches another button.
Then another. Cash slides out.

He grabs it.
Hands it to her.

His card comes out.
He takes it.

Put it back in his wallet.
Turns around.

FEO
Happy now?

HOLLY
Let’s go. March.

FEO
Yes, ma’am.

They start walking
west toward the hotel.

FEO
So can I ask you something?

HOLLY
No. Shut up and walk.

FEO
Okay, chill, chill.

They pass an alley on their right.
Feo looks to his left.

FEO
Holy SHIT.

HOLLY
(turns her head)
What?

Feo TAKES OFF
down the alley at a SPRINT.

HOLLY
COME BACK HERE!

She RUNS after him.

IN THE ALLEY
Feo RUNS, looks behind his shoulder.
Sees Holly in pursuit.

HOLLY
Fucking ASSHOLE.
Come BACK HERE!

Feo gets to the corner, turns left,
and SMASHES into a row of trash cans.
He HITS the ground, BANG.

Holly catches up to him,
gun in hand.
Quivering with rage.

HOLLY
God-fucking-DAMMIT. Get UP.

Feo GRABS a trash can
with super-human strength.

THROWS it at her, BANG.
She FALLS, HITS the ground.

He TAKES OFF.
Holly JUMPS UP, RUNS after him.

DOWN THE STREET
At the intersection,
Feo RUNS across the street,
Holly in hot pursuit.

He sees a BICYCLE resting
against the front stoop of an
expensive-looking modern building.
He GRABS it. JUMPS on.

HOLLY
NO!

Feo starts pedalling away.

HOLLY
Raises the gun and FIRES.
BANG. BANG. BANG.

FEO
Gets HIT in the back.
He FALLS OFF the bike, CRACK.

Face in the pavement.
A pool of blood starts forming.

HOLLY
Runs up to him. Sees he’s dead.

HOLLY
Shit. Not another one.

She looks around.
All is quiet. Nobody around.
She gets on the bike and pedals away.

ANGLE ON --
A SECURITY CAMERA on the wall
of the building above the front door.

Red light BLINKING.