Bigger Fish To Fuck

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Onto today's second-to-last installment of BLOOD GETS IN YOUR EYES ... where the stakes, and the blood lust, grow higher and higher ...

With the cops closing in on them, hooker Alona Tal and serial killer Holly Land escape onto the roof of the hotel, where the flames of passion ignite ... and they consummate their forbidden passion ...


INT. HOTEL STARLIGHT - SECOND FLOOR CORRIDOR - NIGHT
Danette and Bernie stand in front of Verne’s open doorway.
Verne stares at them, very deer-in-the-headlights
in his Family Guy boxer shorts. Which he’s just wet.

DANETTE
(hands him a photo)
Have you seen this woman?
She’s a guest at the hotel.

VERNE
(takes it, looks)
I think so. Maybe. It’s hard to tell --
(hands it back)
Sorry.

DANETTE
(hands him her card)
She’s wanted in connection with several murders.
If you see her, stay away, she’s very dangerous.
Call me right away. Okay?

VERNE
Okay, thanks. I will. Sure. Good night.
(beat)
Uh, good morning.

He smiles weakly. Shuts the door.

BERNIE
You see that?
Poor guy pissed his skivvies.

DANETTE
Probably thought we were gonna bust him for possession.
Smelled like Cheech and Chong in there.
Lucky for him we’ve got bigger fish to fuck.
(beat)
Uh, fry --

EXT. HOTEL STARLIGHT - ROOF - AT THAT MOMENT
Alona and Holly sit on the front ledge of the building.
Look out at the ocean. Pensive.

HOLLY
I say we split, get out of Dodge.
You snagged Beggar’s car keys. Let’s vamoose.

ALONA
But there’s a dead cop in the trunk.

HOLLY
Details. We’ll dump him somewhere,
head down to Mexico.
(beat)
My head is vibrating.
You have another joint?

ALONA
Yeah.

She digs into her purse.
Pulls one out. Fires it up. Hands it Holly.
She takes a bit hit. Holds it in. EXHALES.

Passes it back.
Looks over the ledge.
Strange smile flickering.

HOLLY
We could do a Thelma and Louise.

ALONA
That’s not funny.

Holly takes another hit.
Stares at Alona intently.

HOLLY
Would you -- make love to me?

ALONA
Now?

HOLLY
Please?
(whispers)
I’ve got a feeling this isn’t going to end well.

She breaks down. Starts crying.
Alona takes her in her arms.
Soothes, comforts her.

ALONA
Shhhh, it’s gonna be okay.

Alona kisses her softly. Holly responds.
She likes it. They start devouring each other.
Licked by flames of passion.

INT. STARLIGHT HOTEL - CORRIDOR
Bernie and Danette stand in front of Alona’s door.

DANETTE
This is the hooker’s room, right?

Bernie checks his notepad.

BERNIE
Alona Tal. Twenty-three. This is it.

Danette nods. KNOCKS-KNOCKS-KNOCKS.

DANETTE
Ms. Tal? This is the police.
Please open the door.
We want to ask you some questions.
(beat)
ALONA TAL, this is the POLICE.
Open the door, NOW.
(listens, to Bernie)
Maybe she’s not there.

BERNIE
Guy at the desk said she hasn’t left.

Danette pulls out her gun. Nods at Bernie.
Bernie nods. Unholsters his piece. Raises it --

And BANG, KICKS the door down.
They BURST into the room.

Three Bodies, No Waiting

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Onto today's hardboiled joint from BLOOD GETS IN YOUR EYES, where we start our descent to the horrifying conclusion of the story ...

When we last left hooker Alona Tal and serial killer Holly Land, Holly had just stabbed Alona's boyfriend Begger Leck in the eye with a lamp ... so now they try to hide his dead body, when suddenly they hear cops outside in the corridor, going room to room ...


EXT. THE STARLIGHT HOTEL - VENICE BOARDWALK - NIGHT
Danette stands in front of the hotel. Looks up at the windows.
Bernie appears at the end of the side alley.

BERNIE
Went around the entire perimeter. No sign.

DANETTE
So that rules out a dead cell phone battery.

BERNIE
I’ve got an idea, but I don’t think you’re gonna like it.

DANETTE
Spill it.

BERNIE
I’ve got a hunch all our answers are in the hotel.
We should search door-to-door.

DANETTE
We don’t have a warrant.

BERNIE
Probably cause.

DANETTE
An officer has disappeared.

BERNIE
At a building he was watching.
That we were staking out.

DANETTE
Let’s do it.

INT. ALONA’S SHITTY HOTEL ROOM - AT THAT MOMENT
Beggar’s body lies on the floor,
rolled up in the bedspread.

Alona holds his head. Holly, his feet.
There’s a large bulge where the lamp still is.

ALONA
Okay, ready?

HOLLY
(nods)
You sure he’ll fit?

ALONA
He’ll have to.
We’re running out of room.

HOLLY
Three bodies, no waiting.

ALONA
(rolls her eyes)
On three. One -- two -- THREE.

They lift him up.
Carry him over to the closet.
Alona leading the way.
She motions to Holly.

ALONA (CONT'D)
Okay, gently put down your end,
and help me over here.

Holly puts him down. Goes to Alona.

ALONA (CONT’D)
Help me lift him up straight.

She does.
Grabs ahold of the lamp under the comforter.

HOLLY
Look. He’s got a handle.

Alona stares. Starts to smile. Stops --

ALONA
That’s sick.

Then giggles. Holly smiles.

HOLLY
Weebles wobble but they don’t fall over.

ALONA
C’mon, let’s just do this.

They maneuver Beggar into the closet.
Close the door.

ALONA (CONT'D)
That’s one way to get rid of a boyfriend.
(beat)
I’m scared, Holly.

HOLLY
Me, too.
(beat)
Could you -- hold me a sec?

Alona nods. Fights back tears.
Puts her arms around Holly.
Holly closes her eyes.
Nestles her head against Alona’s neck.

ALONA
What are we gonna do?

Soft voice are heard outside in the corridor.
Then the sound of KNOCK-KNOCK-KNOCKING next door.

DANETTE (O.C.)
This is the police.
Please open the door.
We need to ask you some questions.

ALONA
Holy SHIT.

She races to the door.
Looks through the peephole.
Freaks out. Turns and looks at Holly.

ALONA (CONT’D)
(loud whisper)
There’s two cops out there.
What are we gonna do?

HOLLY
(points at the window)
The roof.

Alona nods. Grabs her purse.
They move over to the window.
Holly starts climbing out on the fire escape ...

Why Do You Think They Call It 'In Heat?'

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Onto today's joint from BLOOD GETS IN YOUR EYES, where blood WILL be spilled ...

When we last left our merry band of murderers, they've taken ecstacy, which they figured would help them deal with the fact that they need to cut up a pair of dead bodies in the hotel room. Problem is, one of them is a serial killer, and she has 'issues' when it comes to getting frisky ...


INT. DANETTE AND BERNIE’S SHITTY HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
Danette CLICKS the phone shut. Looks at Bernie.

DANETTE
Voice mail again.
(beat)
I have a bad feeling about this.
Let’s go outside and snoop around.

BERNIE
Maybe he went home and crashed.

DANETTE
Never happen.
The kid LOVES being a cop,
believes in the sacred oath of protecting citizens.

BERNIE
I have a dim memory of that.

She shrugs into her slacks.
Puts on her jacket.

DANETTE
Just when I thought maybe we could go for round two --

BERNIE
(getting dressed)
So the ice is thawing a bit --

DANETTE
Well, it IS ninety-five degrees.
Gives a gal ideas.

BERNIE
Well, why do you think they call it 'in heat?'

INT. ALONA’S SHITTY HOTEL ROOM - AT THAT MOMENT
The lush, bluesy wail of Morphine’s CANDY
oozes it’s decadent moan on the stereo over --
Beggar. Lying on top of Holly.

Delirious from the ecstasy, he’s caressing her slowly,
kissing her neck, her shoulders, then down to her breasts.
Holly suddenly tenses up.

HOLLY
No, please -- don’t. Not my --

BEGGAR
Ah, c’mon, honey.
You know you want it.
Go with the flow.

HOLLY
No, please -- get off me --

BEGGAR
I know it feels good -- I hear you moaning.

HOLLY
No -- not my -- my breast -- NO.

But he puts her nipple in his mouth and starts SUCKING.
A hand reaches down to her crotch. Starts exploring.

HOLLY (CONT’D)
I said NO!

Holly reaches over,
GRABS the table lamp.
The shade FLIES off.

She CRACKS it over Beggar’s head,
KNOCKING him sideways.

BEGGAR
OW!

She JAMS the lamp into his eye, lightbulb first.
A sickening CRUNCH.

He FLIES backwards against the bed.
His head CRACKS against the wall, THUNK.

Holly stands, takes aim,
and KICKS the lamp
all the way through his head, THWUCK.
The cord SPARKS. Fizzles.

HOLLY
Lights out, ASSHOLE.

Holly looks at him, wide-eyed.
A strange smile on her face,
rocking back and forth on the bed.
Whispers --

HOLLY (CONT'D)
I said -- no.

Alona walks in the room, blood on her hands.
Sees Beggar. Mouth drops open.
RUSHES OVER to the bed.

ALONA
Holly? What, what -- what HAPPENED?

HOLLY
I said no, and he -- wouldn’t stop.

ALONA
Ohmigod, Holly -- you shouldn’t have DONE that.
(beat)
Now we’ve got three bodies.

HOLLY
(quietly)
Are you mad at me?
Please don’t be mad at me.
(off her stare)
He started -- putting his fingers inside me.

Alona sighs. Looks at Beggar’s body. Shivers.

ALONA
Bastard didn’t know who he was messing with.

HOLLY
(scary quiet)
When a woman says no, it means NO.

PUSH IN ON Alona’s face.
Scared to death.

ALONA
Remind me not to piss you off.

Kiss Me Deadly

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Onto today's joint from BLOOD GETS IN YOUR EYES, were things are getting a little ... bloody.

While homicide cops Danette Day and Bernie Keko enjoy a post-coital smoke on their 'stakeout', our merry band of murderers are partying like it's 1989, rushing on E ... and cutting up the dead bodies ...


INT. DANETTE AND BERNIE’S SHITTY HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
Danette lies on the bed, smoking.
Bernie sits near the window,
looking out at the ocean.
Sips from a flask.

BERNIE
Damn, woman.

DANETTE
I know.

BERNIE
Damn.

DANETTE
I know.
(beat)
Damn.

BERNIE
Maybe we could give it another --

DANETTE
No. We’ve done that. Twice.

BERNIE
Yeah.

Pause.

DANETTE
So what’s going on out there?

BERNIE
(looks out the window)
Body’s been taken away.
Techs are almost done.
(beat)
I thought you said the kid was gonna be out in front.

DANETTE
(sits up)
He’s supposed to be.

BERNIE
He’s not now.

DANETTE
Maybe he went to go take a leak.

BERNIE
Call him.
With all the shit that’s been going down tonight,
you never know.

DANETTE
(reaches for her phone)
Thanks for scaring me.

EXT. STARLIGHT HOTEL - REAR ALLEY - NIGHT
Beggar’s car. Parked by the rear wall.
From the trunk, we hear Kenny’s cell phone RINGING.

INT. ALONA’S SHITTY HOTEL ROOM - AT THAT MOMENT
The woozy, sax-drenched cocktail swoon
of Morphine’s WHISPER bleeds its drunken promises
of sex, sin and salvation over --

Alona. Drinking a bottle of water on the bed.
Holly does an interpretive dance.
Rushing on the E. High as a dozen kites.

ALONA
(sings)
'Don’t worry, I’m not looking at you --
gorgeous, and dressed in blue.'

HOLLY
(dreamy)
This is Fucking AMAZING.
I feel -- so GOOD.

ALONA
See what you’ve been missing, baby?
Why do you think they call it 'the love drug.'

HOLLY
I want some more vodka.

ALONA
No, no -- just water.
Booze ruins the purity of the high.

BEGGAR
Comes into the room.
Blood-splattered.
Holding a HUMAN HAND.

BEGGAR
Guys.

They turn and look.

BEGGAR (CONT’D)
Can I lend you a hand?

He ERUPTS into peels of MAD LAUGHTER.

ALONA
Whoah.

HOLLY
(stares, cocks her head)
It’s -- vibrating.

BEGGAR
I need a break.
I’ve filleted Oscar from the waist up,
and if I have to saw through one more bone,
I’m gonna puke. Somebody’s gotta take over.

ALONA
(nods at Holly)
She’s cresting. I’ll go next.

She walks over.
Reaches for the hand.
He SLAPS it in hers.

BEGGAR
Wanna SHAKE on it?

ALONA
(squeezes)
Pleased to meet you.

BEGGAR
Read my palm?

ALONA
(holds the hand up to his face)
Uh, the life line looks kinda SHORT.

BEGGAR
Cold hands, warm heart.

They both ERUPT WITH LAUGHTER.
Alona leaves the room,
waving the hand ‘goodbye.’
Holly drifts over to Beggar.

HOLLY
Let’s lie down together.

BEGGAR
(smiles)
Look who’s all uninhibited now.

HOLLY
Me. Me. Me.

Beggar leans in. Kisses her on the mouth. Deeply.
They move toward the bed, FALL onto it.
Hands all over each other.

BEGGAR
C’mon, baby -- kiss me deadly.

Strip Search

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Onto today's joint from BLOOD GETS IN YOUR EYES, where we serve up another heaping helping of sex, drugs and murder ...

Homicide cops Bernie Keko and Danette Day interrupt their stakeout with a little slap and tickle ... meanwhile, hooker Alona Tal, drug dealer Beggar Leck and serial killer Holly Land are about to drop some E in preparation of cutting up the dead bodies hidden in Alona's hotel room ...


INT. DANETTE AND BERNIE’S HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
Danette walks into the room. Then Bernie.
He shuts the door. Walks up to her.
They stare at each other.

BERNIE
Shitty room.

DANETTE
It’ll do.

BERNIE
Been too long, Net.

DANETTE
(throaty)
Way too long.

She GRABS him.
They go at it, hot and heavy, fall onto the bed.
Start RIPPING each other’s clothes off.

BERNIE
Time for your strip search.

DANETTE
Better not be shooting blanks.

BERNIE
Why do you think they call me a PEACE officer?

DANETTE
Shut up and fuck me.

BERNIE
Now you’re talking.
(whips out handcuffs)
Assume the position, and spread ‘em.

INT. ALONA’S SHITTY HOTEL ROOM - AT THAT MOMENT
Alona and Holly sit on the couch, sharing a joint.
Holly looks lost, scared. Like she’s about to cry.

HOLLY
I think there’s something -- wrong with me, Alona.

ALONA
Don’t be silly.

She puts her hand on Holly’s bare knee.
Rubs it gently.

Holly looks, shy.
Likes it. Cheeks turn red.

HOLLY
I did a -- bad thing, Alona.
A really bad thing.

ALONA
That was an honest mistake, honey.
You thought I was in danger --

HOLLY
No, not that. Back at school --

Alona leans closer. As if to kiss her.

ALONA
Shhhhh --

The door OPENS.
In walks Beggar. Freaked out.

ALONA (CONT'D)
(looks)
What’s wrong, baby?

BEGGAR
We’re fucked. I’M fucked.

ALONA
What happened?

BEGGAR
This cop came up to me
while I was opening the trunk --
and he got suspicious of what I was doing, and I -- I --
(beat)
Killed him.

ALONA
WHAT?

HOLLY
(strange smile)
Did you like it?

BEGGAR
What? NO, of COURSE not.
I didn’t mean to kill him.
I was -- trying to stop him from finding the E --

ALONA
But you got it okay?

BEGGAR
(pulls out the envelope)
Yeah, yeah, I got it.

ALONA
Thank god.
(realizes)
What did you do with the body?

BEGGAR
He’s -- in the trunk.

ALONA
Holy shit.

BEGGAR
Yeah. Tell me about it.
(beat)
A fucking COP.
(to Holly)
And what the fuck is up with you?
'Did I like it?'

Holly stares at Beggar.
Blank look on her face.

ALONA
Beggar, chill. Holly’s in shock.
It’s been a rough night for all of us.
We’ll deal with Bad Lieutenant later.
First we have to dispose of our friends under the bed.
It’s going to be light in a couple of hours,
and we gotta jam before
they start stinking the place up -- got it?

BEGGAR
Yeah.

ALONA
So let’s do our drugs and get to work.

Beggar pulls out the envelope. Opens it.
Dumps a small mound on the mirror.
Starts chopping it up.

HOLLY
(eyes grow wide)
I’ve never done ecstacy --

BEGGAR
A virgin?
(beat)
We’ll have to see about THAT.

HOLLY
Promise me you’ll be -- rough?

My Momma Warned Me Not To Date Hookers

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Onto today's fresh slice of noir, courtesy of BLOOD GETS IN YOUR EYES ...

While the cops start staking out the hotel, drug dealer Begger Leck goes out to his car to get some ecstasy, which will help him and his merry band of murders cut up the dead bodies in his gal pal hooker Alona Tal's room ...


INT. HOTEL STARLIGHT - FRONT DESK - NIGHT
Bunky looks at Bernie and Danette, standing at the counter.

BUNKY
Sorry, we’re all full up.
(brightens)
Wait, I forgot -- you can take the jumper’s room.
It’s empty now.

BERNIE
We’ll take it.

BUNKY
So you’re doin’ a stakeout?

DANETTE
Yeah.

BUNKY
Hot dog. Is there something I can do to help?

BERNIE
Yeah. Call us if you see anyone suspicious.
(hands him his card)
My cell phone number.

DANETTE
Or if you see that girl, Holly.

BUNKY
You got it. Good luck.

They nod. Start up the stairs.
Bunky watches them go.

BUNKY
Sugar magnolia, blossoms bloomin’ --
a real stakeout, right here at the Starlight.
(beat)
Why do I have this funny feeling
them two are gonna bone?

EXT. HOTEL STARLIGHT - REAR ALLEY - NIGHT
The back door to the hotel opens.
Out walks Beggar. He looks around.
Walks over to his car.
Sticks his keys in the trunk.

MALE VOICE (O.C.)
Excuse me, sir.

Beggar turns, looks, sees --

KENNY
Standing at the end of the alley.

BEGGAR
Officer.

KENNY
(walks over)
Can I ask you a question?

BEGGAR
Sure thing. What’s up?

Kenny pulls out a picture.
Shows it to him.

KENNY
Have you seen this woman tonight?

ANGLE ON --
The PHOTO.
A grainy still capture from the liquor store robbery.
HOLLY. Holding a gun. Face a rictus of death.

BEGGAR
Feigns nonchalance.
Studies the picture.
Shakes his head.

BEGGAR
No, sorry.
Looks kinda dangerous.
What did she do?

KENNY
You don’t watch the news?
She held up a liquor store,
then shot some dude on a bike.
Killed three people tonight.
Maybe more.

Beggar tries for a smile.
Doesn’t quite make it.

BEGGAR
Guess I’d better be careful, huh?

Kenny studies him carefully.

KENNY
You a guest at the hotel?

BEGGAR
Yeah.

KENNY
It’s kinda late, isn’t it?
What were you getting out of the trunk?

BEGGAR
Ran out of smokes.
Just grabbing another pack.

KENNY
People don’t keep cigarettes in the trunk.
They’d be on the seat,
in the glove compartment.
But not in the trunk.

Beggar’s heart starts racing.
This is NOT going well.

BEGGAR
You want me to show you?

KENNY
Please.

He turns the lock. Opens the trunk.
It’s empty, except for the spare tire.
A couple of tools. Emergency gas can.

BEGGAR
That’s funny. I could have sworn --

KENNY
I’m going to have to ask you
to step away from the vehicle, sir.

BEGGAR
But I --

KENNY
Step AWAY from the vehicle, NOW.

Beggar stares. Wheels spinning.
All the coke, booze and pot
working their strange magic.

BEGGAR
Okay, officer. I’m sorry --

He feints to the side,
then GRABS Kenny around the waist.
SLAMS him against the car.
His head CRACKS against
the edge of the trunk with a sickening THUNK.
BANG, he goes down, face first in the gravel.

BEGGAR
(whispers)
Holy SHIT.

Beggar gets down.
Feels his pulse. Nothing.

BEGGAR
I’ve just been fucked.

He reaches into a side compartment in the trunk.
Pulls out a small white envelope.
Stuffs it in his pocket.
Picks up Kenny’s body.
Puts it in the trunk.
Quietly closes it. CLICK.

He looks around.
No one. Whew.

BEGGAR
I can’t believe -- I just did that.

He looks down.
Sees blood on the ground.
Starts kicking gravel over it with his foot.

BEGGAR
My momma warned me not to date hookers.

Your Vice Is My Command

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Onto today's chapter from BLOOD GETS IN YOUR EYES, where the going gets tough ... and tough get going.

When we last saw hooker Alona Tal, boozy screenwriter Holly Land and drug dealer Beggar Leck, Alona had gone off to get a hack saw so they could start cutting up the dead bodies in her hotel room ...


EXT. STARLIGHT HOTEL - SIDE ALLEY - NIGHT
CRIME SCENE TECHS swarm over the scene.
Gill’s body is carried away on a gurney.
Kenny stands on the boardwalk, off in the distance.
Keeping onlookers away.

Danette and Bernie stand next to the fence post,
dark with dried blood. Inspecting the scene.

DANETTE
A stakeout? More like a hook-up --

BERNIE
No, listen.
I think you’re right,
the murders are connected,
and the killer is in the hotel --
it might even be that young girl, Holly.
So we get a room and stake it out.

DANETTE
Kill two birds with one stone.

BERNIE
So to speak.

Danette reaches over.
Gently touches the tip of the spike.

DANETTE
Freud would have a field day with this, don’tcha think?

INT. ALONA’S SHITTY HOTEL ROOM - AT THAT MOMENT
Alona comes in the room. Quietly shuts the door.
Looks at Beggar and Holly sitting on the couch, sharing a joint.
Holds up the hack saw.

ALONA
Ta-daaa --

BEGGAR
Look at the size of THAT.
Good job, babe.

ALONA
Thanks, but I’ve got some bad news.
Gill fell off the roof,
or he jumped, I don’t know --
but he’s dead in the alley,
and now the joint’s swarming with cops.

BEGGAR
Fuck.

HOLLY
Holy shit.

ALONA
Tell me about it.
(beat)
So we gotta take care of Oscar and Lief, fast.
I say we take turns.
Who wants to go first?

They both stare at her.

HOLLY
How about Beggar?
He’s a GUY.

BEGGAR
How about Holly?
She’s the KILLER.

HOLLY
Shut up.

ALONA
(sighs)
Okay, okay -- I’ll go first.
(beat)
Gimmee a hit of that joint.
I’m gonna have to be REALLY fucking buzzed
to start cutting up a dead body.

BEGGAR
Wait a minute.
I just remembered something.
I’ve got uncut ecstacy in the car.
THAT can make the job go MUCH better.

HOLLY
Uncut? But I thought it came in a pill.

BEGGAR
The pills are bullshit,
there’s all kinds of other shit in them.
Back in the day,
you bought E by the gram,
pure powder, baby.
Snort it, lick it,
pour some in your cocktail --
(wistful)
Those were the days.
Couldn’t believe I could still find it.

ALONA
How much do you have?

BEGGAR
Ten grams.

ALONA
So go down and get it.

BEGGAR
Your vice is my command.

He gets up. Goes to the door.

ALONA
Be careful.
There’s cops all over the place.

BEGGAR
Don’t worry.
I’m just your average tourist insomniac,
going out to the car for a pack of smokes.

PUSH IN ON Alona’s face. Amused.

ALONA
If you’re an 'average tourist,'
then I’m Taylor Swift.