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A CAR HORN SOUNDS OUT SIDE

BVB: How, were supposed to stay put remember.

DH:There one of them and six of us, no worries.

M: They don't know who we are, all they have is the billing for tonight, we can say people pulled out and swap names,,,,
NAMES ! That's it, the killer likes themed acts and names.
All we have to do is fabricate a name and he'll come to us.
Entrapment

THE CAR SOUNDS AGAIN TWICE AND LOUDER

FDM : I think you mean bait ! No deal.

ALV : Matt has a point, We can be safer.

MD: Ok so Diva and Fluer need to change there names,

DH : Bagsy Fanny Kisses,,,, it's what she would have wanted.

THE GREEN ROOM DOOR OPENS.

SGP: Diva Hollywood ? Diva Holltwood ? Is there a Diva Hollywood here,

DH: No the poor dear developed a horrible disease called
poulet-pied and im her replacement Fanny Kisses.

SGP: Ok miss kisses, come with me please.

SHE DOES SO TAKING BEATRIXES WEB OFF THE PROPS TABLE AND HINDING IT UNDER HER TIGERS HEAD.

BVB: Come on Fleur think of a name.

FDM : Erm , Maggie Mc Muffin ,,,, im hungry

MD: No Mc is a bad idea, it sounds Scotish.

ALV : Kittie ! Why didn't we think.

THERE IS A LOUD CRASH AT STAGE DOOR AS THE A CAR PLOUGHS INTO THE FRAME CRACKING THE ENTRANCE OPEN.
THE DRIVER POPS HER HEAD OUT OF THE WINDOW COUGHING THREW DUST AND RUBBLE.

AFL: Anyone need a ride ?

EVERYONE RUSHES TO ANNA

ALV : Anna thank god, how did you know we were here.

AFL : Heather and i were going to come tonight,When i saw the theatre closed and i knew you were here i had to do something.

MD: Were glad you did.

AFL: They pulled me in for questioning as i was the last contact on heathers phone, But during the interview they tried to bribe me not to tell anyone she was dead.And when i wouldn;t take the bribe they threatened to throw me in jail.
The murdered isn't some random burlesque fan, he's a man of power.If we don't act fast more girls will die,
People are talking and rumours are spreading and the only was to stop them is by ...

BVB: By killing anyone associated with burlesque .

FDM: Someone will have head the crash whatever were doing we need to hurry.

MD: Don't worry honey, diva has the situation tied up.

M : Millie and Beatrix go with Anna, You to Angel, Anna Will drop you at the train station get the next train to newcastle and stay with Amelie, She's the only one who knows the identity of the killer.

FDM : I didn't think anyone could go,

M: They've been questioned already, it'll be easier to sneak out and besides they should be safe with there names and routines.
From now on Fleur your Angel La Vey.

BVB: Matt what are we going to do,

M: Find james and Kittie , stop them from getting to mob qauaters
If the police get there hands on the forum they can search faebook and myspace they could track every move and every friendship in burlesque .

AFL: Then what are we waiting for? Get in !

THE TYRES SPIN AS THE TRIO SPEED OF INTO THE NIGHT.

DIVA SAUNTERS BACK INTO THE ROOM AND SEES THE DISTRUCTION

DH: I miss all the action.

FDM: Where's the police man.

DH: Suspended from the ceiling in japanese rope bandage.

FDM: oh.

DH: So what are we going to do?

M: What you ladies do best, get on those phones and get on the web post bulliten and thread and tell everyone to be vidulant and stay safe.

DH:Oi, well , ok, what are you going to do.

M: Check the building, block the door, and if you can call for reinforcements that would be great.

Yah I am still alive I love my part can we make this film for real
Keep it up babe
Love
Diva x

This is so much better than all that rubbish Christmas TV!

Isn't it just!

THE THUDDING SOUNDS OF MATTS SHOES TAPER OFF AS HE WALKS INTO THE CLUB ITSELF LEVING THE GIRLS BACK STAGE.

FMD: And then there were two.

DH: Don't worry , He'll be right back,

FDM: Im getting scared.

DH: We could always untie the officer,

FDM: Oh yes, please do.

DH: Well i'll take him down from the ceiling and we can tie him to a chair next to the prop table.

FDM: Hay, look a wheelchair, we can put him in that.

THE GIRLS WALK INTO THE GREENROOM -
THERE IS A LOT OF SWEARING AS DIVA AND FLUER BUNDLE THE OFFICER
INTO THE WHEELCHAIR AND PUSH HIM TOWARDS THE TABLE.

SGP: You, bitches, i'm doing my job and this is how you show respect. That Millie cow, where is she ?

DIVA TAKES HER GLOVE OFF AND STUFFS HIS MOUTH WITH IT. SECURING IT TIGHTLY WITH TIT TAPE.

DH: Listen to me you sack of vomit, That's my friend your talking about, and this lady here is my friend.
And unfortunately for you, your not my freind, so if these nail scissors happen to be plundged into your genitals, it's mearly an act of revenge. Now be a good boy and sit quietly.

MEANWHILE ON THE OTHER SIDE OF TOWN ANNA FUR LAXIS , BEATRIX VON BOURBON AND MILLIE DOLLAR ARE APPROACHING MOB QUATERS.

AFL: I can't park, there's a police van round the courner,
If you take my suitcase and bag out of the boot it will look like im dropping you off home and i'll circle the area till you call me.

MD: Ok, here goes nothing.

BEATRIX AND MILLIE STEP OUT OF THE CAR AND WAVE GOODBYE TO ANNA.

BVB: I can see it, Oh god, theres someone watching us.

MD: If he suspects anything, he'll follow, just link with my arm and laugh.

BVBWhispers) I can see james, he's in the back of the police car.

MD: Don't make eye contact, just walk into the building.

JAMES BEGUINS TO BANG ON THE GLASS WILDLY SEEING THE GIRLS,
HIS HANDS ARE CUFFED TO A METAL GRID AND HIS SHOUT IS MUFFLED BEHIND THE GLASS THE ONLY WORD THEY COULD MAKE OUT WAS GUN.
THE GIRLS ENTER THE BUILDING LEAVING THE BAGS AT THE ENTRANCE.

BVB: Take your shoes of, We can't make anynoise.

THE GIRLS CREEP FOREWARD, THE OFFICE DOOR IS A JAR.
AND THE GIRLS CREEP IN, KITTIE IS BEING HELD AS GUN POINT TO THE COMPUTER BY AN OFFICER HIS BACK TURNED TO THE DOOR.

PIG: It's no offence love, but i have to do it,

K: I understand that but why do i have a gun in my back?

PIG: Oh well, you see, i need to make sure you don't delete anything and you do as your told, my govener will have use for you later.

K: May i ask as what?

PIG: Well he likes a certain type of woman lets say and you fit the bill,Especially with your accent. It's nuffin to do with me really, i think your a bit of alright and i like the scots.

K: Oh that's nice, at least im being held captive by someone scot friendly.

PIG: Oh yeah, my Aunty Mabel's lived in scotland for years, just outside Dumfries, maybe you know her, It's Mabel Mckenzie.

THE OFFICER SLUMPS TO THE GROUND HE'S HIT OVER THE HEAD WITH A VAISE FOLLOWED BY A HEAL TO THE TEMPLE.

K: BEATRIX, MILLIE, THANK GOD. WHERE'S JAMES?

BVB: He's in the police car, take the gun and i'll explaine on the way.

MILLIE TAKES A FIRE ESTINGUISHER FROM THE WALL.
AND THE GIRLS RUN TO THE STREET.
KITTIE JESTURES TO JAMES TO MOVE AND THE ESTINGUISHER SMASHES THREW THE BACK WINDSCREEN.

J: Kittie are you ok

K: I'm fine, Dam it he's cuffed.

MD: It's ok i saw the key upstairs and stole it.
We'll have you free soon.

ANNA IS TURNING A CORNER AND SLAMS THE BREAKS ON AS THEY PILE INTO THE CAR THE TIERS SQUEEL AS SHE SPEEDS AWAY.

BACK AT THE CLUB THE GIRLS ARE ANXIOUS.

DH: Where the hell is Matt.

FDM: He should be back by now the the lights are on and theres music coming from the bar.

DH: Im going to find him,

FDM: No , Diva don't leave me alone,

DH: Your not alone sargent rude is here.

DIVA WALKS TOWARDS THE BAR.
Matt is slumped on a chair his head on the table.

DH: Matt, Wake up,

SHE APPROACHES BUT SEES SHARDS OF GLASS SURROUNDING THE TABLE AND MATTS HAIR IS MATTED WITH BLOOD.
HIS PHONE STARTS TO RING.

DH: H,,,, Hello,

ALV: Diva it's Angel, Amalie is concious, She's posative the killer is -

Oh my god poor matt no way would I walk into a dark bar on my own my fiction self is mad, mad I say oh I am scared
Diva x

My fictional self is a lot more scared than I'd like to think I would be - but then Heather's probably got it right ^_^

And I loved the 'Maybe you know her' line!

Angel has been nagging me rigid for the last few days to read this, and now I know why. Dear Heather Sweet , you are mad as a hatter, and very entertaining - keep up the good work.

A PIERCING SCREAM ISSUES FROM DIVAS LIPS AND HER WORLD GOES DARK.

ALV : Diva, Diva, Are you there, Speak to me, Diva, Diva.

IN THE BACK ROOM FLEUR IS PRACTICING WITH HER FANS THE CD PLAYER IS ON LOUD AS JOSEPHINE BAKER SINGS LA VIE EN ROSE.

SGP: So why do you do what you do Angel ?

FDM: Becuase i love it, and it's glamerous and fun.

SGP: Ha for you it's fun , think of poor joe shmo in the audience, at least if i go to a strip club i can slide a fiver in a gerter, but this,,burlesque is a cock tease.

FDM: I don't like the sound of what your implying sir, and i don't have to listen to it.

SHE RESTUFFS HIS MOUTH WITH THE GLOVE AND TIT TAPE, THE SARGENT PROTESTS AT FIRST BUT ACCEPTS WHAT HE SAID WAS OUT OF LINE.

FDM: Now if you can be civil we can play a game. Do you know poker.

THE OFFICER SHAKES HIS HEAD

FDM: I'd say go fish but,,

A BLOODIED HAND SLAMS DOWN ON HERS .

? : How about snap ?

PULLING BACK TO REVIEL THE QUEEN OF HEARTS CARD.

FDM: Who are you.

?: Oh i think you know my role in life miss Du Mal.

FDM : What's your name,

?: It's immiterial,As my dear your soon to be dead you won't have the pleasure of telling it to anyone, I would however request a performance from you.

FDM: Never, You won't get anything out of me. Burlesque is in me, and it was in them and you can kill me now but i won't pick up that fan.

?: Then there's no point in conversation is there.

HE PUSHES HER AGAINST THE WALL PULLING THE FRENCH FLAG TAUGHT OVER HER NECK AND PULLS IT HARD CRUSHING HER WINDPIPE.....
HIS HANDS FREEZE AND HIS BODY CONTORTS IN PAIN, MATT IS STANDING BEHIND HIM HOLDING A KNIFE THICK WITH BLOOD.

M:Are you ok

HE DROPS THE KNIFE

FDM: *couhgs* Im fine.

M: Start to untie him i need to call Be

FDM:Where's Diva

M:She didn't make it, im sorry.

FLEURS PHONE BEGUINS TO RING

FDM: Hello?... It's Millie.... there ok.. sure i'll put him on.

M:Millie ?

BVB: No it's me, what's going on ?

FLEUR STARTS TO UNTIE THE OFFICER

M: He was here all along, the killer never left the building.

BVB: Oh my god, are you ok?

M: If you can call an ambulance?

BVB: Its ok i can see the street now, there are blue lights flashing,,,

M : But then why haven't they come into the building.

SGP: Were already here

MATT TURNS ROUND THE OFFICER NOW FREE HAS THE KNIFE HELD TO FLEUR THROAT AS THE MURDERER STARTS TO RISE TO HIS FEET

SGP: Now tell whoever it is that it's safe to come in threw the back door and put the phone down.

M:I have our bags packed it's ok to come in the back entrance but be carefull of the rubble, were not performing under this bill again.

HE PUTS THE PHONE DOWN AND TURNS TO FACE THE OFFICER HANDS IN THE AIR.

BVB: Matt ? Matt ? - somethings wrong,

MD: What did he say?

BVB:He said we could come in the back but to be carefull and he said he'd packed our bags,we weren't playing under the billing.

J: Clever bastard.He was talking code,
Come in the back but be careful,
There's someone there expecting us,
Packing your bags,means leave.
i can't understand why he mentioned the billing,,, shit, the billing,, the BILL. The police know were coming.

AS THE CAR APPROACHES THE STREET IT'S CLEAR THE BLUE LIGHTS ARE POLICE NOT AMBULANCE.

MD: What do we do?

K: We do as he asks, they don't expect all of us, we go in there and we fight !

THE CAR REVERCES AND AND HEADS TOWARDS THE BACK ENTRANCE.

?: Good work officer,

SGP: Thank you my lord.

M: Lord

?: Oh The cats out of the bag, Yes, Lord Frederick Benson,
Richest Lord is britan, Tory Back Bencher and over all rotter, and as i've made your aquaintance it's only fair i let you live, well at least untill i dispatch the pretty flower and whomever we are expecting, tell me who are we expecting.

M: My girlffriend and her friend.

LF: Goodie, Then watching her bleed to death will kill your spirit before i've done with you.

THE OFFICER CRIPS FLEUR AS LORD BENSON TAKES THE KNIFE.
THERE IS A CRACK OF CONCREAT AS THE CAR POUNDS THE DOOR LIKE A BETTERING RAM SENDING THE REMAINS OF THE DOOR SPLINTERING ACROSS THE ROOM.
EVERYONE JUMPS OUT OF THE CAR KITTIE BRANDISHES THE GUN IN HER HAND AND SHOOTS A WARNING SHOT.

LF: Ah miss Klaw so glad of you to join us, i had thought i would be recieving you at my home later, but no matter, tell me ?
Do you think i can slit your pretty friends throat before you attempt to kill me?

FLEUR KICKS THE OFFICER IN BALLS AND HE CRUMBLES TO THE FLOOR.
MATT PUNCHES LORD BESON IN THE BACK, THE KNIFE SKIDS ACROSS THE FLOOR AS JAMES TAKES THE GUN FROM KITTIE AND RUNS TOWARDS MATT PUSHING THE GUN INTO BENSONS TEMPLE.

J: Call off your dogs or i'll blow your fucking head off.

LF: Ok ok, my jacket pocket on the wheel chair there is a walky talky bring it to me,

MILLIE DOES SO AS MATT STANDS OVER OFFICER PETERSON READY TO DELIVER A SWIFT KICK TO THE HEAD IF HE TRIES TO RISE.

LF: Benson to car one, do you read me, over.

/#1 :This is car one do you request back up ?

JAMES PUSHES THE COLD METAL HARDER INTO HIS SKIN

LF: No, No ,I'll be in contact later you may disperce.

/#1: Over and out.

LF: You have what you wanted now please show mercey.

K: Mercey like you did for our friends? So you can do the same to others, Your not leaving this building alive.

JAMES KICKS HIM IN THE BACK AND LORD BESON IS ON HIS KNEES.

K: Anyone who wants justice can take a bullet.

FDM: I can't, i want to but i can't there must be another way?

LF: Thank you, Oh thank you.

K: She might not be able to, but i can. This is for Fifi.

HIS KNEE CAP SHATTERS

BVB: And this is for Eva

THE SHOT HITS HIS SHOULDER

AFL : This is for Heather

IT HITS HIS ARM

K: Anyone else

? : Yeah

DIVA HOLLYWOOD EMERGES FROM THE SHADOWS CLUTCHING HER SIDE

DH: I wouldn't mind a go, This is for me.

A BULLET RIPS THREW THE PALM OF HIS RIGHT HAND.

LF: *coughing blood* Please, No more.

K: We've had our fill, Anna? Open the Boot.

HER HEEL PIERCES THE FRESHLY MADE HOLE IN HIS HAND.

K: Your coming with us, we'll tend to your wounds, and then let anyone else who'd like vengance take it out on you, understood?

LF:You won't get away with this, i have contacts, they'll find me, And you will suffer.

J: Your not the only one with contacts, you might have friends in high places but we have friends at itv and channel four and in the national press. Ca pesh ?

M: What about him ?

OFFICER PETERSON HAS WET HIMSELF AND TEARS STREAM DOWN HIS FACE.

FDM: I think im ready for that gun now.

SHE TAKES AIM AND BLOWS A HOLE IN HIS CROTCH.

MD: What now?

DH: Oh i think we have enough gloves rope and tit tape to keep them secured for a few hours.

J: Anyone fancie the pub.

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Yah Heather that was fantastic I am so glad I did not die and everyone was great yah I am going to have to print it out and keep it. yahhhhhhh
You are a total star babe.
Diva xxx