THE NEON GRINDHOUSE Page #2

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NICKY:

Oh! Yeah. Here.

He reaches into his jacket and hands her an ornate REVOLVER.

CARSON:

Holy sh*t.

MEGHAN:

This better be worth it.

NICKY:

It should be. You’re holding a piece of history in your hands.

Back to the other two, Nick takes out a PISTOL and does a press check.

NICKY:

You guys get rid of your guns already?

CARSON:

Yeah, why?

NICKY:

Good. Makes things easier for me.

He turns around and aims at the two.

NICKY:

Put the gun on the couch.

MEGHAN:

What the f***-

NICKY:

SHHH!

Nick points at the couch. Carson tosses the gun on the couch.

NICKY:

Sit down.

They do so. He pats them down. He doesn’t see Alex behind him.

MEGHAN:

Are you mad I didn’t order pizza?

NICKY:

Shut the f*** up. Listen to me, I have a plan. Just hear me out-

Alex swings a haymaker into his back. He turns around, unfazed.

NICKY:

Really?

Carson spins him around and knocks him out in one punch.

CARSON:

F*** you!

(clutching hand)

OWWWWW!

TITLE CARD:

“PINK LEMONADE”

7EXT. DECK - RESTAURANT - MORNING (FLASHBACK)7

Meghan sits at a table, waiting for someone.

Carson sits in front of her. He’s dirty and disheveled. Definitely homeless.

CARSON:

Whaddup?

MEGHAN:

Sh*t. What happened to you?

CARSON:

(shrugs)

F***ing casinos, man.

MEGHAN:

Wait, we got how much for that last job and you’re telling me you already lost all of it?

He opens his empty wallet and holds it upside down. Meghan scoffs.

MEGHAN:

You suck with money.

CARSON:

Tell me something I don’t know.

(beat)

So, what’s going on?

MEGHAN:

Not much to be honest.

CARSON:

How’s the SO? She seemed nice, last time we met.

MEGHAN:

We broke up. She was sleeping with my roommate.

CARSON:

C*nt.

MEGHAN:

Yeah.

(beat)

This is gonna be my last job. After that, I’m moving.

CARSON:

Where to?

MEGHAN:

I dunno yet.

CARSON:

Can I come with you?

MEGHAN:

No, why?

He looks away, embarrassed and disappointed.

MEGHAN:

(laughing)

You should see your face. I’m kidding, Car. You can come with me.

CARSON:

I f***ing--

MEGHAN:

Besides, someone needs to keep an eye on you if, for god’s sake, we end up anywhere near a casino.

CARSON:

(laughing)

Thanks.

MEGHAN:

No problem. Thanks for always having my back.

CARSON:

Anytime.

MEGHAN:

(sighing)

F***ing hell, I’m hungry. What looks good?

TITLE CARD:

“SCARFACE”

8INT. LIVING ROOM - SAFEHOUSE - NIGHT (END FLASHBACK)8

Nick stirs and wakes up. Carson, Meghan, and Alex loom over him.

CARSON:

Morning sunshine.

NICKY:

(groaning)

My head feels like someone took a sh*t in it.

MEGHAN:

Right now that’s the least of your worries. Mind telling us what’s going on?

NICKY:

There was a change of plans. Boss said if I killed you guys he’d add your cuts to mine.

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