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Friday, August 3, 2012
Like Taking Blintz From A Baby
Happy Friday, crime kids. Bet you are wondering where I was the last couple of days. Well, my internet was down, and things got pretty grisly there for awhile. But have no fear, because it's once again time 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 18 of LEGS, Episode Two, Carrie, Bernie and Meg surround Israeli mobster Nuri Hadar's safe house where he's hiding out with his sons Tal and Leron, but when they tell them to come out with their hands up, the goons smash through the garage door in their Hummer and make their escape ... with Carrie and the gang in hot pursuit ...
INT. NURI’S SAFE HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY
Leron sits at table, hunched over Yago’s laptop.
Nuri and Tal sit on either side of him, watching.
Leron smiles. Points.
LERON
Is Marnie’s Friendbook page.
Nuri and Leron crane their necks to look.
TAL
She has four-thousand friends?
LERON
(points)
Is because of risque photo on profile.
NURI
Is disgraceful.
She’s hardly wearing any clothing.
LERON
Well, is taken at beach --
NURI
But is just string on bottom.
TAL
Is called 'thong,' pop.
OUTSIDE
Carrie, Bernie, Meg, Mike and Clifford
huddle in front of the garage facing the street.
CARRIE
Okay. There’s only three exits --
(to Mike and Clifford)
You two stay here and watch the garage.
(off their nods)
Bernie, you go around the back
and cover the exit onto the beach.
(off his nod)
Meg and I will go the front door.
MEGAN
This time with our guns drawn.
INSIDE THE HOUSE
Tal works the mouse.
Points at the screen.
LERON
Over here is where I send her
‘private message.’
TAL
What are you gonna say?
LERON
I invite her to big, Hollywood party,
but I have to give invitation in person.
NURI
Brilliant.
You are chip off new kids of block.
(to Tal)
You get detective’s address?
TAL
Like taking blintz from baby.
IN BACK OF THE HOUSE
Bernie takes position
near the rear entrance.
AT THE GARAGE
Mike and Clifford face the garage doors,
guns drawn.
AT THE FRONT DOOR
Carrie and Meg stand on
either side of the door,
guns at the ready.
Carrie leans over,
RINGS the buzzer.
INSIDE THE HOUSE
The doorbell RINGS.
Nuri, Tal and Leron look.
NURI
Who could that be?
LERON
Probably one of Yago’s loser friends.
NURI
(to Tal)
Go get rid of them.
Tal nods. Jumps up.
Trots off toward the front door.
NURI (CONT'D)
(to Leron)
Speaking of Yago,
where IS that lazy fuck?
OUTSIDE
Carrie PRESSES the buzzer again.
TAL (O.C.)
(electronic)
Hello? Who is there?
MEGAN
This is the POLICE.
We’ve got the place SURROUNDED.
Open the door, NOW.
TAL (O.C.)
Hold on a sec.
Be right with you.
Carrie and Meg exchange glances.
Carrie grabs her cell phone.
Punches a number. Listens.
BERNIE’S
Phone rings. He answers it.
BERNIE
What’s up?
CARRIE (O.C.)
Asshole’s stalling.
Watch the door. Get ready.
CARRIE
Turns to Meg.
CARRIE (CONT’D)
I’ve got a feeling
they’re gonna try something.
Meg nods.
Carrie RINGS the buzzer again.
CARRIE (CONT’D)
NURI HADAR. This is the POLICE.
Open that fucking door RIGHT NOW,
or we’re COMING IN.
INSIDE THE HOUSE
Tal RACES over to Nuri and Leron.
TAL
Is cops.
They have house surrounded.
LERON
How the FUCK they find us?
What are we gonna do?
NURI
Calm down.
You forget about Hummer in garage.
LERON
To the HUMMER.
BEHIND THE HOUSE
Mike turns to Clifford.
MIKE
How much you think
a place like this costs?
CLIFFORD
A couple million at least.
MIKE
Jesus.
Imagine living right at the beach.
CLIFFORD
I don’t have to.
I’m further up in Venice.
Cute little bungalow.
Not ON the beach,
but right across the street.
You should come over
and hang out sometime.
MIKE
Do you have a hot tub?
A YELLOW HUMMER comes CRASHING
through the door -- BANG.
Wood goes FLYING.
Mike and Clifford start SHOOTING.
Carrie, Meg and Bernie come RUNNING.
Everybody JUMPS into their cars
and gives chase --
the patrol car in the lead,
then Carrie and Meg in Carrie’s Porsche,
then Bernie in his Crown Vic.
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