Triacs (17) Slick Trick

Kirk Carter@ Chew Bear Productions@ Copyright 2014

TRIACS (17)

SLICK TRICK

ENT: FBI CENTRAL-L.A. COUNTY-HOLDING DIVISION-5 P.M.

AFTER AGENT ELLISON WAS INFORMED WHILE STILL IN PALMDALE OF THE ESCAPE OF JENNIFER CONNORS FROM THE HOLDING AREA OF THE FBI FACILITY, HE HURRIEDLY RUSHED OVER TO FIND OUT EXACTLY WHAT HAPPENED

AGENT ELLISON TALKING TO THE TWO GUARDS WHO WERE FOUND TIED UP WITH THEIR PANTS DOWN

ELLISON

"So, let me get this straight, she just walked up somehow and sprayed you with a vial of something...just like out of no where?"

GUARD #1

"Well sir, she called me over to her cubicle, we had her over there...the one with the glass door..."

GUARD #2

"Yea, cause we wanted to keep our eye on her...like a suicide watch...she's in a lot of trouble."

GUARD #1

"Then she just started taking her clothes off and stuff...next thing I know she's just standing there pressed up against the glass smiling at us, with her finger calling us over!"

ELLISON

"Well, didn't you realize that she was coming on to both of you...she's one of the slickest International Criminals we've had in here in a while...this is just not some girl who just got caught shop lifting...she's like a whole cartel in high heels, so?"

GUARD #1

"But she is so pretty, I guess I wasn't thinking...after all, didn't think she had vials of anything...she had been searched...well I thought?"

GUARD #2

"And she was naked...pressing herself up against the glass like that, I thought I was going to pass out!"

GUARD #1

"Yea, the way she acted was like...you want some of this, and she kept pressing and fogging up the glass...she just kept rubbing her legs against the glass, sir...I must admit I was getting weak.

GUARD #2

"Yea, all my blood was going somewhere else...been working these double shifts and I haven't seen Wilma in a while..."

ELLISON

All right, all right we don't need to here about your blue balls...just tell me at what point you felt the need to unsecure the door...be honest?"

GUARD #1

"Well, we thought she needed help when she just laid down on the floor...I figured something was wrong with her..."

GUARD #2

"Yea, she wasn't pressing up against the glass anymore and I was getting concerned, so we both walked up and unlocked the door, and the first thing she did was say "Help me...I need a man quick!"

GUARD #1

It sounded more like, "I'm horny and I can't get up", but the other guard Brenda, it was her break, well anyway she wasn't around so we both went in, her legs came open and..."

GUARD #2

"There were her private parts there, like a three-d porno, just calling me in, taking request...a spray came out and when I woke up we were both tied up like you found us beating our butts with a service belt, hurt like a Mother, too!"

ELLISON

"Yea, I'll bet it did...damn, you guys were sucked into the whole plan were you not...there's no telling where she went?"

AGENT HORN COMES INTO ROOM

"Hey Ellison, I just checked with dispatch and they said they just saw a Tahoe with our description pulling into LAX, security is trying to find out where she went, you want to shoot over there?"

ELLISON

"Crap, knowing her she has a private jet set up or something, there's nothing normal about this chick...I'm starting to get a headache..."

AGENT HORN

"Your the one who couldn't wait to come to L.A....we have real criminals around here...it's never boring, that's for sure!"

ELLISON

"All right, let's go over there and take a look around..at least make a showing!"

HORN

"We might get lucky...you don't know?"

ELLISON

"Yea, ask your illustrious Guards about how lucky they got...completely overwhelmed by the sight of a cunning woman and some hidden knock-out crotch spray...what were the odds on that?"

HORN

"I see what you mean...I think I'm starting to get  headache, too!

(scene switch)

ENT: LOS ANGELES INTERNATIONAL AIRPORT-BENDIX CHARTER TERMINAL

CLERK IS PROCESSING HER APPLICATION FOR A JET CHARTER

HE'S TRYING TO CONFIRM HER FALSE IDENTITY BECAUSE THE FACE RECOGNITION COMPUTER HAS HER LISTED AS SOMEONE ELSE

CLERK

"Are you sure that your not a Jennifer Connors, that's what I'm showing here?"

JENNIFER (ALIAS-REBECCA RANDOLPH)

"Who...I've always been Rebecca Randolph, not sure what your computer has been drinking...look I haven't been through this airport before, but I'm meeting my boyfriend down in Rio, and if I'm not there by midnight...I'll let you deal with him?

CLERK

"It's not that I'm trying to be difficult, it's just that I have procedures that must be followed to the letter, I can't just be leasing planes out without proper clearances..."

JENNIFER PUTS HER LEG UP ON THE COUNTER, PULLING A PUMP OFF

SHE BENDS OVER AND STARTS RUBBING HER FOOT

"Oh, these darn heels, my feet (pointing them in his direction) get so sore from all this standing...can'y you please see that I get a charter out of here, we don't want to piss off the Congressman...he can be such a pain when he's not happy!"

CLERK (STARING AT HER LEG AS SHE RUBS IT AGAINST HIS ARM)

"Miss...ah Randolph, I'll go on head and just process this through...we don't want any members of Congress not being happy...just out of curiosity...which Congressman?

JENNIFER

"For our own protection, I think I've said enough...who knows what's recording who these days...don't you agree?"

CLERK

"Yes mam, I totally agree...I apologize for questioning!"

JENNIFER

"That's quite all right, power has a way of turning those less endowed into peering lunatics...happens all the time..."

CLERK

"Yes, mam...I understand...okay, I have a pilot team who will meet you right out here at slot number six, you will be chartering a Cessna Citation, very easy on the fuel...being last notice like this, and since you have to leave right away, we don't have time to bring a Grumman as you requested...I hope you understand?"

JENNIFER

"As long as we get going, I'm a simple girl...what are the damages for this little field trip?"

CLERK

"Well, since you requested a one-way...that's a difficult ticket to calculate since we have no return flight...we have no request for Los Angeles from Rio or anywhere in that area, which means to get our plane back here, you must buy the round trip package whether your on the plane or not!"

JENNIFER

"I kinda figured that...look, your not listening...I just asked you a simple question and you start treating me like a child, I've been around the world a few times, where in the hell are you from?"

CLERK

"Yorba Linda, lived there all my life..."

JENNIFER

"Oh, I'm sorry...that explains a few things, can we just get this sucker off the ground?"

CLERK

"Okay, that will be twenty-two thousand, seven hundred dollars, cash or credit?"

JENNIFER PRODUCES A BLACK AMERICAN EXPRESS WITH THE OWNER LISTED AS REBECCA RANDOLPH, MEMBER SINCE TWO THOUSAND-TWO

JENNIFER

"Do we have everything in order, tell ya what...put three hundred on there, make it even twenty three thousand, a little something for your troubles..."

CLERK PERKS UP

"Yes mam, Miss Randolph, okay your team has just arrived here, just sign this and this and..."

(scene switch)

ELLISON AND HORN HAVE JUST PULLED INTO SHORT TERM PROPERTY WHERE JENNIFER LEFT THE STOLEN TAHOE OUT OF THE FBI FLEET

ELLISON (TALKING TO AIRPORT COMMANDER)

"How long has it been here?"

COMMANDER

"About forty-five minutes sir, we have a description of the woman driving it, it comes back as a Jennifer Connors out of Santa Barbara...does that sound like her?"

ELLISON (SHAKING HIS HEAD)

"Oh yea, that's her all right...you didn't happen to see her around have you...anybody take a second and see where she might have drifted off to...did you?"

COMMANDER

"No sir, we didn't get the call on the stolen vehicle till about...well forty-five minutes ago!"

ELLISON

"Great...just great, for a girl with her kind of skills, she can probably get more done in forty-five minutes than it would take for an average person to accomplish in a day!"

COMMANDER

"Bit of a multi-tasker right sir?

ELLISON

"Something like that..."

SWOOSH OF CESSNA CITATION PASSING THEM OVERHEAD AS IT TAKES OFF FOR RIO

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