This Round's On Me

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In Episode 5 of EXIT, fugitive Danny Peel and his partner Vin Vargas realize they're starving, so they demand the hostages give them something to eat ... but when rock star Bettie Blue suddenly projectile vomits all over the place, things go from bad to worse ...

INT. THE EXIT ROOM - EARLY MORNING
Mia starts pouring shots for everyone.

Vin and Angel return,
Angel carrying a first aid kit.

VIN
(to Danny)
Got quite the set-up back there.
Office. Kitchen. VIP room --

DANNY
Any phones?

VIN
In the office. Disabled it.
(smiles)
One step ahead of you.

DANNY
Good work.
(to Mia)
You got a kitchen.
I’d fucking kill for a
cheeseburger about now.

MIA
(pouring shots)
Sorry. We don’t serve that.

DANNY
Well, what DO you have?

MIA
Tapas.

DANNY
What the fuck are tapas?

MIA
Spanish appetizers.

DANNY
Then bring me some tapas, barkeep.
I’m positively famished.

VIN
Yeah, I’m starving.

MIA
All we’ve got left
are pickled anchovies.

DANNY
Anchovies?
I fucking HATE anchovies.

CASEY
Why do you think
that’s all that’s left?

DANNY
(to Mia)
Do you have any crackers or peanuts,
you know, something edible?

MIA
We might have some rice cakes.
I can go look.

DANNY
Rice cakes?
(beat)
Yeah. Alright. Whatever.

VIN
Want me to go with?

DANNY
Nah.
There’s no way for her to get out.

Mia nods.
Heads off to the back.

Bettie watches her go.
Grabs the bottle.
Starts pouring more shots.

BETTIE
This round’s on me.

She DOWNS hers.
Makes a face.

Then PROJECTILE VOMITS an
ARC OF BROWN SPEW into the air.

FALLS off her stool.
HITS the floor, THWUMP.
Starts going into CONVULSIONS.

CASEY
Holy SHIT.

Easy JUMPS off his stool.
RUSHES over to her.
Takes her hand.

EASY
Somebody gimme a spoon
or something, QUICK.

INT. LADIES’ ROOM - NIGHT
As gorgeous as the rest of the joint.

Mia hurries into a stall.
Grabs a piece of toilet paper.

Takes it to the sink.
Pulls a pen out of her pocket.

Quickly scribbles on it.
Climbs up on the sink.

Reaches up, opens a casement window.
Flings the note outside --