Submissive Bitches

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In Chapter 50 of BABY HEISTER, Kelsey, Jo and Simon look for weapons in the semi they're being held captive in so they can fight their captor and escape. Meanwhile, the cops locate bad cop Flint Cole and master heister Doc Hazard, on their way to the police precinct to steal back Doc's cash ...


EXT. MARINA - PARKING LOT - DAY
The semi is parked
at the far end of a
parking lot near a commercial slip
where large vessels are berthed.

Boats for parties.
Fishing trips.
Whale watching.

Eb gets out of the cab.
Walks over to the rear doors.

Opens them.
Climbs up.
Pulls out his piece.

INT. SEMI TRAILER - CONTINUOUS
Simon climbs out of the
Dumpster truck cab.
Looks at Eb.

SIMON
Hey.
No need to point that at me.
We’re your submissive bitches,
remember?

EB
Jus’ making sure you ain’t
gonna pull no monkey-shines.
Now start takin’ the
money bags outta the dumpster.
They gonna be here soon.

Eb SLAMS the door shut.
The padlock CLICKS.

Kelsey and Jo climb
out of the truck.

KELSEY
Okay.
Let’s get started.

JO
Look for stuff
we can use as weapons.

KELSEY
But Flint said if
we tried anything --

JO
Honey, you don’t know Doc.
Not only IS he
gonna try something,
he’s gonna expect US to.
No way in HELL is he
gonna let them get away
with ONE DOLLAR
of our nest egg.

INT. TASK FORCE HEADQUARTERS - AT THAT MOMENT
Darryl Rooker sits at his desk
talking on the phone.

He SPITS OUT his coffee.
Face turns beet-red.

DARRYL
They WHAT?

INTERCUT WITH:

INT. POLICE PRECINCT - OFFICE - DAY
A small, cramped space
filled with police shit.

Piles of file folders.
Plaques and framed
commendations on the walls.

Bald, Black Cop
sits behind his desk.
Glares at Rooker.

BALD, BLACK COP
You heard me.
They fucking SHOT Rodriguez
AND another officer.

DARRYL
And they just -- got away?

BALD, BLACK COP
Yeah.
But one of the officers
ID’d them.

DARRYL
Who the fuck WAS it?

BALD, BLACK COP
You’re never gonna believe it --
DARRYL
Fucking TRY me.

BALD, BLACK COP
Flint Cole -- and Doc Hazard.

Stop And Frisk

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In Chapter 49 of BABY HEISTER, the shit hits the fan in a blaze of gunfire when rogue cop Flint Cole and Doc steal Doc's life savings from an evidence locker at the police precinct where it was being held ...


INT. POLICE PRECINCT - CORRIDOR - DAY
Linoleum floor. Pale puke cinder block walls.

Flint leads Doc down the hallway.
Deserted. No one around.

They reach the door to a stairwell.
Flint grabs the knob. Opens it. Bows.

FLINT
Heisters first.

Doc shakes his head.
Heads on down. Flint follows.

IN THE STAIRWELL
Doc goes down the steps,
Flint right behind him.

FLINT (CONT’D)
Think I’m gonna like being
on your side of the law.

DOC
Were you ever on the right side?

FLINT
You had a good run, old timer --
but you finally met your match.

They get to the bottom.

DOC
Let me go first.

He opens the door.
They walk into --

INT. POLICE PRECINCT - BASEMENT CORRIDOR - DAY
They walk down the hallway silently.
Make a turn.

Arrive at a caged area with a
FAT LATINO COP (50’s)
sitting behind a desk.

Flint walks over to the doorway.
Raps on the cage.

FLINT
Rodriguez, you fat fuck.
You STILL down here?
I thought they retired
your refried ass.

Rodriguez gets up.
Smiles. Walks over.

RODRIGUEZ
Well, if it ain’t detective Serpico,
outta the gutter and back on the take.
(looks at Doc)
Who ya got with you?
Too old to be your new partner.

FLINT
This here’s Gus.
He’s a screenwriter,
doing research for a TV show.

RODRIGUEZ
Really? What’s it called?

DOC
'The Heisters.'

FLINT
It’s pretty cool.
About a family of bank robbers.

RODRIGUEZ
Oh, wow. That does sound cool.
(brightens)
Like Doc Hazard and his gang.

FLINT
As a matter of fact,
that’s why we’re here.

RODRIGUEZ
Right. I heard you were on that case.
(unlocks the door, opens it)
C’mon in.

INT. POLICE PRECINCT - EVIDENCE ROOM - DAY
A large room filled with rows
of metal shelves stacked with boxes.
Rodriguez leads them down a narrow aisle.

RODRIGUEZ
Let’s see -- Harrold, Hatfield, Hazard.
(points at a box, smiles)
Knock yourself out.

FLINT
What about the cash?

RODRIGUEZ
That’s in a separate cage in the back.

Flint pulls out a gun with a silencer.
Pokes him with it.

FLINT
Then let’s go open it.

RODRIGUEZ
Cole. Stop fucking around.

FLINT
I’m not fucking around, Hector.

RODRIGUEZ
You’ll lose your badge for sure this time.

FLINT
Gee, ya think?

RODRIGUEZ
(looks at Doc)
He’s not a screenwriter, is he?

FLINT
Can’t get anything past you, huh.
(POKES him in the stomach)
C’mon, MOVE it. I don’t got all day.

Rodriguez sighs. Starts walking.
They follow him to a separate
caged room with boxes and bags in it.

He opens the door with a key.
Shakes his head.

RODRIGUEZ
You realize I’ll have to
call this in after you leave.

Flint raises the gun to Rodriguez’ head. FIRES. BANG.
His skull EXPLODES like a watermelon. SPLAT.

FLINT
Whoops.

DOC
Jesus fucking Christ, Cole.
Did you have to do THAT?

FLINT
Shut the fuck up and find the bags.

Doc shakes his head with disgust.
Goes into the room.

Looks around.
Sees the two giant black duffles. Points.

DOC
Those two.

FLINT
Bring ‘em out.
We’ll each carry one.

INT. POLICE PRECINCT - BASEMENT CORRIDOR - DAY
Flint and Doc hustle toward
the stairwell exit with the bags.

MALE VOICE (O.C.)
Holy SHIT. Rodriguez’s been SHOT.

Flint opens the door.
They start RUNNING up the stairs.

INT. POLICE PRECINCT - EVIDENCE ROOM - DAY
A BALD, BLACK COP (40’s)
stands next to Rodriguez’ body.

In shock. SHOUTS into his cell.

BALD, BLACK COP
Seal the building --

IN THE STAIRWELL
A siren starts WHOOP-WHOOP-WHOOPING
on the PA.

Flint and Doc RACE up the stairs,
reach the top, huffing and puffing.

Flint GRABS the door,
FLINGS it open, to reveal --

AN ANGRY COP
Running right toward them.

FLINT
SHOOTS him in the chest.
THWIP. THWIP. THWIP.

His midsection EXPLODES in a sea of red.
Body HITS the tiles, THWUMP.

INT. POLICE PRECINCT - CORRIDOR - EXIT - CONTINUOUS
Flint and Doc RUN to the exit.
SMASH through the door, into --

EXT. POLICE PRECINCT - PARKING LOT - DAY
They TEAR ASS toward Flint’s car,
bags BANGING against their legs.

Bald, Black Cop RUNS out the door.
Draws his gun.

BALD, BLACK COP
Stop or I’ll SHOOT.

Flint WHIRLS AROUND. SHOOTS him.
THWIP. His head EXPLODES.

They JUMP in the car,
just as COPS start
pouring out of the building.

Flint JAMS the car into gear
and ROARS away --

Leave The Driving To Us

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In Chapter 48 of BABY HEISTER, Kelsey, Jo and Simon are held captive by Flint Cole's goons while he and Doc get ready to steal back Doc's stash ... from the police precinct where it's kept under armed guard ...


EXT. ABANDONED WAREHOUSE - DAY
A ramshackle joint from
the turn of the century.

The Dumpster truck pulls up
to the entrance. HONKS once.
Then twice again.

The doors slowly open inward.
The truck drives in.

INT. ABANDONED WAREHOUSE - CONTINUOUS
A giant space. Almost big enough
to be an airplane hanger.

Parked off to the side is a
giant semi tractor-trailer,
back doors open, with a
ramp leading up inside it.

Flint stands near it,
along with EB PICKER (40’s),
a giant redneck trucker
right out of central casting.

Holding a shotgun.
Chewing tobacco.

Confederate flag hat.
The works.

IN THE DUMPSTER TRUCK
Kelsey looks at Doc.
Shakes her head.

KELSEY
I don’t like it.

DOC
Don’t have any choice.

SIMON
Who’s the scary-looking dude
next to him?

DOC
Must be the driver.

KELSEY
How do we know we can trust them?

DOC
Fifteen million bucks says so.
And besides, we now have protection.
He’ll keep the law away from us.
(opens his door)
C’mon. Let’s get it over with.

They get out of the truck.
Flint and Eb walk over.

FLINT
Well, if it isn’t the
Cooch In The Wall Gang.

DOC
Cole.

FLINT
Okay. Here’s how it’s gonna work.
Eb here gave the cops an anonymous tip
that you’re heading east
on the ten freeway in a U-Haul,
so the cops are looking for you there.
Meanwhile, he’s gonna take you
to the Marina where your boat is.

EB
(CRACKS the shotgun)
Leave the drivin’ to us.

FLINT
You’ll wait there while Doc
and I go get his dough.
(to Doc)
If I don’t return safely, they die.
And if they get cute, you’re toast.
(cackles)
Sometimes I’m so brilliant
I can’t fucking take it.
(off their stares)
Okay. Toss your guns on the floor
and let’s get this show
on the fuckin’ ROAD.

Kelsey, Simon and Jo toss them.
Look pissed.
Eb starts picking them up.

DOC
If we’re going to rob a police precinct,
I’d like to keep mine.

FLINT
Sorry, pop. No can do.
(off his stare)
You’ll get it back. Promise.

DOC
What if I take out the bullets?

He carefully pulls out his Magnum.
Racks out the clip.

Opens it. Dumps the bullets
on the floor. Holds it up.

Shows it’s empty.
SHOVES it back in, CLICK.
Flint smiles.

FLINT
That’ll work.

INT. SEMI TRAILER - REAR COMPARTMENT - MOVING - DAY
Simon, Kelsey and Jo sit
on the floor in the rear.

SIMON
This fucking sucks.

KELSEY
Don’t worry.
We’ll figure something out.
(looks at Jo)
Right?

JO
Motherfucker made a BIG mistake.
No one messes with DOC.

The Great Escape

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In Chapter 47 of BABY HEISTER, Kelsey, Jo, Doc and Simon pull of the bank job without a hitch, but as they make their escape, Dod reveals to Kelsey a slight hitch: while they were out getting revenge on the Yakuza, they got busted by bad cop Flint Cole, who now wants a piece of the pie ...


INT. BANK - MANAGER’S OFFICE - DAY
A small space with the
usual functional furniture.

Doc and Jo look at Big Bank Guard
and Beige Manager, now handcuffed,
sitting on the floor,
facing away from each other.

DOC
What time do the other
employees get here?

BEIGE BANK MANAGER
Any minute now.

DOC
Then we’ll make this fast.

Jo puts a piece of duct tape
on Big Guard’s mouth.
RIPS off another piece for Beige.

BEIGE BANK MANAGER
Do you really have to --

JO
(SLAPS it on)
Yeah. We really do.

EXT. BANK - BACK ALLEY - DAY
Simon and Kelsey throw in
the last bag of money
into the Dumpster.

We see Kelsey’s back
in her coveralls.

Doc and Jo come out.
They help them throw in lumber
to cover the money.

Kelsey and Simon close the
rear door to the armored car.

Lock it with the guards’ keys.
Get in the truck.

Simon behind the wheel,
Kelsey beside him, Doc and Jo
in the rear compartment
behind the cab.

Simon GUNS the engine,
and they start off down the alley.

INT. DUMPSTER TRUCK - MOVING - DAY
Simon POUNDS the steering wheel.

SIMON
We fucking DID it.

KELSEY
(sings)
Take me down to Paradise City,
where the cash is green
and the girls are gritty --

Doc leans into the cab.
Looks serious.

DOC
We need to talk.
Something went down last night.

EXT. BANK - FRONT ENTRANCE - DAY
A pair of BANK EMPLOYEES (20’s)
stand at the front door.

A HOT TELLER presses a buzzer.
Looks at the other, a
CHUBBY HISPANIC ASSISTANT MANAGER.

HOT TELLER
Still no answer.

CHUBBY HISPANIC ASSISTANT MANAGER
(peers in the window)
That’s strange.
Maybe they’re around back
because of the delivery. C’mon.

INT. DUMPSTER TRUCK - MOVING - DAY
Doc looks at Kelsey.
Then Simon. White-faced.

DOC
When the two of you went off
to take care of the Yakuza,
we got busted.

DOC
Undercover dick by the
name of Flint Cole.

Found us in the hotel,
but didn’t let on
to the other cops.
Saw an opportunity.

KELSEY
Why didn’t you TELL us?

DOC
Didn’t want you to be distracted.
If we fucked up the job,
we’d be really fucked.

KELSEY
So what happens now?

DOC
In exchange for helping us
escape with the dough --
which he gets a cut of, by the way --
he wants half the stash.

SIMON
The bloody BASTARD.

KELSEY
But the cops have it.

DOC
Yeah.
But he knows where it is,
and how to get it back --
if we help him.

INT. ABANDONED GROCERY STORE - DAY
Costello SLAMS down the phone.
RACES over to Darryl’s desk,
where he sits and chats
with Flint over cups of coffee.

COSTELLO
Chief, the First National Bank
of California’s been hit.
Main branch, downtown.

FLINT
The bank where the
Hazards were killed?
I thought it was
closed for repairs.

COSTELLO
It was, but now it’s done.

DARRYL
And they were delivering all
the money they’d need today --

Another COP (40’s) African-American,
built like a linebacker,
salt and pepper,
approaches them, excited.

LINEBACKER COP
Chief.
We just a call from a
guy at a gas station.
Recognized Doc and his crew
when they stopped to refuel.

DARRYL
WHERE?

LINEBACKER COP
Near a freeway entrance.
Said they’re heading east
on the ten. Big U-Haul.

DARRYL
Call the Highway Patrol.
Have them set up a roadblock.

LINEBACKER COP
One step ahead of you.

Flint gets up.
Starts heading toward the door.

FLINT
I’m gonna catch those fuckers.

DARRYL
They gotta BIG lead on you.
You’ll never catch them.

He GRABS the knob.
Turns. Looks. Sneers.

FLINT
You haven’t seen ME drive.

Cash And Carry

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In Chapter 46 of BABY HEISTER, in part one of the bank robbery where Kelsey's parents were killed trying to rob it, she and her crew commandeer a Dumpster delivery in the back alley ...


EXT. BACK ALLEY - MOMENTS LATER
Simon sits in the truck,
lowers the Dumpster
in front of the exit,
leaving just enough room
for someone to squeeze by.

AT THE END OF THE ALLEY
The ARMORED TRUCK arrives.

Comes to a stop behind the Dumpster.
The driver HONKS his horn.

Simon looks in his rear view mirror.
Gets out of the truck.

Starts walking over the armored car.
Waving and smiling.

Kelsey starts coming down the alley
on the opposite side.

Both guards in the truck stare at her.
Simon walks up to the
driver-side window.
Driver sees him.

DRIVER
Move the Dumpster.
It’s in the way.

Simon pretends he can’t hear.
Silently moves his mouth
like he’s talking.

Driver opens the door,
starts to get out.

Just at that moment,
Kelsey approaches the
passenger side door.

Pulls out a cigarette.
RAPS on the window.

KELSEY
Hey.
You gotta light?

PASSENGER-SIDE GUARD
No, sorry.

She gets closer. Smiles.
Passenger-Side stares. Wow.

ON THE OTHER SIDE
Driver Guard gets in Simon’s face.

DRIVER
I said MOVE the fucking DUMPSTER.

Simon CLIPS Driver
on the head with his gun,
knocking him to the ground.

Passenger Side sees,
reaches for his weapon --
as Simon JUMPS in the cab,
JAMS his gun in his face.

SIMON
Ever heard the expression
‘explodes in a red mist?’

IN THE REAR COMPARTMENT
The THIRD GUARD tries
working the radio, without success.

THIRD GUARD
Hello? Hello?
Come in, GODDAMMIT.
We’re being ROBBED.

AT THE END OF THE ALLEY
A panel truck backs up
to the armored car.
Jo gets out.

AT THE BANK EXIT
Doc stands to the side of the door.
Jo joins on the other side.

They pull out Uzis.
Nod to each other.

The door OPENS.
Out comes a BIG BANK GUARD.

Sees the Dumpster
blocking the way.

Doc presses his Uzi
against his chest.

DOC
Make a move and
you’re shredded beef.

SIMON AND KELSEY
Press their guns against
the guards’ heads.
Take their guns.

KELSEY
Take out your keys
and open the door.

They reach into their pockets.
Start pulling them out.

SIMON
Slowly.
No sudden movements.

KELSEY
We don’t wanna hurt anybody.

In unison, they open the door --
revealing THIRD GUARD,
crouched on one knee.

Gun aimed at them
with both hands.

THIRD GUARD
Shit.

KELSEY
Toss it, NOW.

He does.

SIMON
Get out.

IN THE BANK
Doc and Jo walk Big Bank Guard
toward the back.

The MANAGER,
a puffy, corporate type in beige
wearing a goatee and glasses sees him.
Then Doc and Jo. Their guns.

BEIGE BANK MANAGER
Wh-what’s going on?

DOC
What does it look like?

BEIGE BANK MANAGER
AGAIN?

DOC
Second time’s a charm.
(beat)
In your office, NOW.

He stares. Open-mouthed.

JO
You heard the man. MOVE IT.

IN THE PANEL TRUCK
Simon handcuffs the guards
to a steel pole just under
the ceiling of the compartment.
Kelsey holds a gun on them.

DRIVER
You’ll never get away with this.

Simon STUFFS a rag in his mouth.

SIMON
Watch us --

Let The Games Begin

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In Chapter 45 of BABY HEISTER, Kelsey, Doc, Simon and Jo get ready to rip off the bank where Kelsey's parents were killed trying to rob it ...


INT. SHITTY MOTEL - BATHROOM - DAY
Kelsey sits on the toilet seat
wearing a tank top.

Simon ties a bandage around
her upper arm tightly,
making a tourniquet.

KELSEY
Ow.

SIMON
It’s gotta be tight.
And you’re gonna have
to see a doctor soon.
If it gets infected,
you’re fucked.

KELSEY
I’ll go after the job.
Hurry up and finish
before they wake up.

DOC (O.C.)
What’s going, Kelsey?
What happened?

Reveal Doc.
Standing in the doorway.

KELSEY
Doc.

DOC
What happened to your arm?

Pause.

KELSEY
We, uh -- visited the Yakuza.

DOC
Did you kill him?

KELSEY
Yeah.
(beat)
Please don’t be mad.

Doc stares at her. Sighs.

DOC
Fuck it.
Bastard’s dead, and
you didn’t get caught.

KELSEY
You’re not -- mad at me?

DOC
Life’s too short. C’mon.
Jo’s got a first aid kit.
We’ll get you fixed up in a jiffy.

Kelsey stares, open-mouthed.
Doc CLAP-CLAPS his hands.

DOC (CONT’D)
C’mon, let’s get a move on.
We’ve places to go,
people to see,
banks to rob.

INT. EMPTY STORE - DAY
An empty space with a cement floor.
Construction equipment. Piles of lumber.
The gang wears coveralls and hard hats.

Simon stands at a makeshift table
with a metal box on it.

He FLICKS a switch.
A red light starts BLINKING.

SIMON
Simon says SCRAMBLED.

A HONK-HONK from outside.

DOC
Dumpster’s here.
Places, please.

Simon, Doc and Jo pull goggles
down from their helmets.

Scarves up from around their necks.
Faces now covered.

IN THE ALLEY
The Dumpster truck rolls to a stop
in front of the store.

Simon walks up to it. Waves.
The DRIVER (20’s),
big and burly, gets out.
Climbs down carrying a clipboard.

SIMON
Boy, am I glad to see you.
My boss is gonna have my ass.

BURLY DRIVER
Got a lot of shit, huh?

Simon CLIPS him on
the head with his gun.
He falls, THWUNK.

IN THE STORE
Doc looks at Kelsey.

DOC
It’s showtime, baby heister.

Kelsey nods.
Unzips her coveralls.
Steps out of them.

Now resplendent in Daisy Dukes
and a tight, denim top knotted
above her belly button.

She takes off her hard hat.
Undoes her ponytail.

Shakes her hair free.
Puts it back on.
Then mirrored shades.
Applies blood-red lipstick.

KELSEY
Think this’ll work?

DOC
Won’t know what hit ‘em --

The Dark Side

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In Chapter 44 of BABY HEISTER, after killing the Yakuza gang leader who killed her parents, Kelsey finally grieves over their loss ... and finally makes love with Simon. Meanwhile, robbery/homicide detectives Flint Cole and and Darryl Rooker learn about the murder, and put two and two together ...


INT. SHITTY HOTEL ROOM - NIGHT
Kelsey sits on the mattress.
Holding a bottle of Jack.

Takes a big swig.
Wipes her mouth with her sleeve.

We see she’s been crying.
Eyes are red.

Simon comes in from the bathroom.

SIMON
Are you okay?

KELSEY
No, I’m NOT okay.
(sniffles)
I’m a LONG way away from THAT.

He sits down next to her.
Strokes her hair.

SIMON
Maybe you should take
it easy with that.
We gotta big job tomorrow.

She hands him the bottle.
He takes a swig. Grimaces.

KELSEY
I thought I’d feel better, you know?

SIMON
Maybe you’re finally grieving.
(off her look)
A lot of people keep it bottled up.
Afraid it would hurt too much.

And that does it.
The floodgates open.

Kelsey starts SOBBING.
Simon takes her into his arms.
Holds her tight.

SIMON (CONT’D)
It’s okay.
Let it out.
Let it out.

Kelsey cries and cries.
Heaving, wracking sobs of pain.

Then pulls away.
Eyes full of grief.

KELSEY
I never really KNEW them.
(gasps)
It was all a LIE.
(a whisper)
And now I’m just LIKE them.

She GRABS him for dear life.
Starts kissing him.

They start going at it.
Hot and heavy.

She hungrily starts
pulling his shirt off.

He grabs her belt.
Starts undoing it --

And they fall onto the bed
in a writhing, twisting,
tormented tornado of passion.
Consuming each other for dear life.

INT. ABANDONED GROCERY STORE - DAY
The task force HQ
is a beehive of activity.

Cops sit at work stations
working computers. On the phone.

The big map on the wall
now has dozens of marks on it.

Flint and Darryl sit at a desk
with a box of donuts
and cups of coffee.

Flint picks up a bear claw.
Throws it down.

FLINT
My teeth are rotting
just looking at this shit.
I want a real breakfast.

DARRYL
There’s a Mickey D’s
around the corner.
You want me to send --

FLINT
I said a REAL breakfast.

Costello walks over to them.
Looks excited.

COSTELLO
Chief, I got something.
You know that Yakuza gang leader
that was out on bail
awaiting trial?

FLINT
The one who killed
Doc’s son and his wife?

COSTELLO
Yeah.
He was shot and killed last night.
Witnesses say young a girl did it.

DARRYL
Hot?
About eighteen?

COSTELLO
Bingo.

FLINT
(looks at Darryl, smiles)
Looks like Doc’s little girl
just went over to the dark side.