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The blast RICOCHETS off the Slurpee machine, hitting no one,

but allowing Doug to gain the upper hand -

TESS:

Sh*t!

85.

DOUG:

Be more useful!

Tess and Jenna work together to pull the Employee over to the

ICE CREAM FREEZER, slamming his head in the drawer until he’s

knocked out. Tess sees BAGS OF ICE inside and gets an idea...

Doug pushes Blair toward the HOT DOG ROLLER and forces his

head down toward it, SEARING HIS CHEEK ON THE HOT METAL.

Blair SLAMS Doug’s head against the sneeze guard, freeing

himself. Doug holds his now-bloody nose as he backs up -

DOUG (CONT’D)

Eww. Your face. Your face looks

super gross.

BLAIR:

Take it back!

He SLAMS Doug up against a soda machine -

DOUG:

I can’t! It’s disgusting!

Blair pushes his BURNED, DANGLING CHEEK toward Doug’s face.

DOUG (CONT’D)

EWWWWW! Okay, okay! Your face looks

not gross! I take it back! You’re a

very handsome gentleman!

Blair lets off on the pressure, satisfied, and Doug PUNCHES

him square in the teeth. Blood immediately fills his mouth.

Tess and Jenna over to the door with a bag of ice, RIPPING IT

OPEN as Doug runs toward them --

TESS:

Jump!

Doug dodges the ice as it sends Blair slipping to the ground.

He slams his head on the floor for the sixtieth time.

TESS (CONT’D)

Go, go, go!

She and Jenna scurry out, running through the parking lot --

EXT. GAS STATION - PARKING LOT - CONTINUOUS

BANG --

86.

Jenna yelps in pain, grabbing her leg, as they turn around

and find Blair sprawled out on the ground. SHOTGUN in hand.

TESS:

You didn’t bring the gun?

JENNA:

Don’t yell at me, I’m shot!

Doug charges Blair, who fires again -- but it’s out of

shells. Doug reaches into Blair’s jacket and pulls out:

THE DRUGS. Finally.

DOUG:

Find a car!

He TOSSES THE DRUGS to Tess as she helps Jenna toward a CAR.

Blair sweeps Doug’s legs in a flash and pulls him to a gas

pump, wrapping a GASOLINE HOSE around his neck.

DOUG (CONT’D)

F*** you! You picked a hell of a

time to go insane, a**hole.

BLAIR:

I didn’t pick a time, I’m a

professionally diagnosed

psychopath.

DOUG:

Keaton told me you went rogue.

BLAIR:

Rogue? Like I’m an international

man of mystery?

Blair lets out an enormous chuckle.

INT. PARKED CAR - PARKING LOT - SAME

Tess squeezes a single shotgun pellet out of Jenna’s calf.

JENNA:

Am I gonna die?

TESS:

Not from this.

Tess hears the commotion and notices Doug’s in trouble --

87.

TESS (CONT’D)

F***.

BACK OUTSIDE:

BLAIR:

You honestly believe Keaton didn’t

send me? That’s dreadfully sad.

Doug lashes out, getting a solid punch in.

BLAIR (CONT’D)

Obviously she sent me! And once she

heard about what an extravagant

mess you made with the narcotics,

she ordered me to kill anyone who

got in my way. Including you.

Doug’s clearly hurting. Doesn’t want to believe it.

DOUG:

That’s not true.

BLAIR:

You poor boy. Of course it is.

OUT OF NOWHERE, Tess flies in and smashes Blair across the

head with THE DRUGS. He rolls off of Doug, stumbling to his

feet, as Doug DIVES onto the brick of drugs.

TESS:

Are you okay?

Doug won’t say.

TESS (CONT’D)

Okay. You’ll be okay.

Without the drugs or a gun, Blair turns to his next best

option:
and begins commandeering the CAR JENNA IS IN. Tess

runs over just in time for Blair to turn to her --

BLAIR:

Tell your friend Douglas he needs

to bring the narcotics home. For

her sake, I hope you’re convincing.

He gestures to Jenna, who bangs on the windows from inside.

TESS:

No!

Blair hops into the car and peels off.

88.

Tess runs back over to Doug, splayed out on the ground. He’s

bloody and beaten, trying to catch his breath.

TESS (CONT’D)

He took Jenna! Doug, get up!

Tess slaps Doug across the face. He rolls over in pain.

TESS (CONT’D)

Blair took Jenna. We have to bring

the drugs in or he’ll kill her.

Doug nurses his wounds. Both physical and emotional.

DOUG:

I’m sorry. It’s over.

Doug rolls over and Tess sees that the DRUGS have burst open,

most of the contents scattering away in the breeze.

TESS:

F***!

Tess runs her hands through her hair, distraught.

DOUG:

You were right, I’m a sucker.

Nobody cares about me. I’m just a

f*** up.

TESS:

I was just upset before.

DOUG:

My girlfriend was just using me for

my money. She never even loved me.

TESS:

You don’t know that.

DOUG:

She said all that on my voicemail

the other day.

TESS:

It’s not your fault. You’re just

too good to bad people. You need to

find people who deserve your

loyalty. Who aren’t too selfish to

appreciate you for who you are.

Tess falters, hearing some of her and Jenna in her words.

89.

TESS (CONT’D)

If this is anyone’s fault, it’s

mine. I went on the date. I sat at

your table. I flushed the drugs.

And now I let Jenna go. She

deserves better than that.

Doug hears this, empathizing.

DOUG:

I just wanted people to like me.

I’m tired of being the f*** up.

TESS:

I know. Me too.

A beat. Two broken people in their broken worlds.

TESS (CONT’D)

Is there any way to fix this?

DOUG:

We can try.

Doug smiles. Still a bit broken, but a bit optimistic, too.

EXT. KEATON’S HOME BASE - STREET - NIGHT

Ziggy pulls the car up to Keaton and Blair’s house. Finch

looks out the window, bewildered to finally be there.

A GUN COCKING catches his attention.

FINCH:

What are you doing?

ZIGGY:

Loading my gun.

FINCH:

For what?

ZIGGY:

For shooting.

FINCH:

We need to talk to them!

ZIGGY:

I’ve had enough of you whining

about talking all the time. I was

hired as a bruiser and I wanna give

out some goddamn bruises already!

90.

Ziggy opens the door to get out, but Finch CLOSES IT.

ZIGGY (CONT’D)

Real mature.

Finch then PISTOL WHIPS Ziggy in the teeth. As she recovers

from the shock, he pulls HANDCUFFS out of his pants and cuffs

her to the wheel like a human anti-theft device.

ZIGGY (CONT’D)

F***! Why the f*** did you do that?

FINCH:

Because...

At his wit’s end, Finch finally explodes --

FINCH (CONT’D)

Because I’m a f***ing COP!

Ziggy fires a wad of bloody spit at his face.

ZIGGY:

You’re too dumb to be a cop.

Finch wipes his face, even angrier now -

FINCH:

How do you think Doug ended up at

the wrong restaurant?

ZIGGY:

He’s a f***ing dummy, too!

FINCH:

No. It’s because I gave him the

wrong restaurant. I’ve been trying

to get to Keaton for MONTHS, but

every time I got close, you or

Eugene would f*** it up with your

gangster bullshit! I knew if you

got stood up, you f***-heads would

do anything to retaliate. You

basically led me straight to her.

ZIGGY:

That was your plan?

FINCH:

It worked, didn’t it?

ZIGGY:

I guess, but what if we-

91.

FINCH:

Don’t overthink it!

Finch opens the car door, exiting --

FINCH (CONT’D)

You’ve been waiting for bruising,

I’ve been waiting for this.

Ziggy furiously writhes around, screaming as he runs off.

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DING DONG.

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