Roundhouse

The life of a stripper in the 1970's is hard. Crime and corruption is at it's peak. The girls of the roundhouse have a plan to get even with their dirty corrupt club owner but will it pay off.

EXT.STREET-NEW YORK CITY.NIGHT 11PM

The vintage cars driving past and the posters of RICHARD
NIXON on the brick walls reveal that we are in the '70s.

The streets are lit up by vibrant colored lighting. The
ROUNDHOUSE a popular strip joint stands proudly on the
street corner.

The roof of the Roundhouse has a nun standing on it firing a
machine gun and lifting her leg into the air with every
shot.

WE CUT TO:

INT.ROUNDHOUSE-GREENROOM.NIGHT

CLARABELLE a beautiful young blonde woman is seated on a
fancy looking CHAIR pulling on her sexy fishnet stockings

Her attire is that of a naughty nurse. ROSABELLE another
great looking blonde comes stomping through the door and
slams her tips down onto the make up tables.

                         ROSABELLE
             Goddammit those sons of b*****s!

ROSABELLE a lovely lady of Latin decent and dressed as a cop
approaches her and comforts her with a hand on her shoulder.

                         VERABELLE
             Men are pigs.

                         ROSABELLE
             What! It's not them it's Blue and his

             moronic excuse of a security outfit.

                         CLARABELLE
                    (Knowingly)

             What did they do this time?

                         ROSABELLE
             My tips. They took half. I work for

             those tips they are given to me
             personally.

                         VERABELLE
             I know how that feels.

Clarabelle uses the MIRROR to zip up her dress and on her
way out she stops in front of Rosabelle.

CONTINUED:

                          CLARABELLE
          Look I know it sucks but get with it

honey. Your not the only one whose
treated like Blue's c**k around here.

Clarabelle exits through the door. The all MALE CROWD can be
heard on her way out.

HONEYBELLE the not so stereotypical dumb brunette comes
running through the back entrance, panicked and out of
breath.

                         HONEYBELLE
             Oh god oh god! I am so sorry I'm

             late. Does he know?

                         ROSABELLE
             No. It's only the first time you've

             been late.
Rosabelle begins brushing her hair.

                         HONEYBELLE
             Actually it's my fifth time.

Verabelle exits and Clarabelle returns looking, sweaty.

                         ROSABELLE
             Wow you actually broke a sweat out

             there tonight.
Honeybelle shoots Clarabelle a wave.

Rosabelle slowly struts over to Clarabelle and unzips her.
Clarabelle heads over to a screen and as she switches on a
light we can see her silhouette as she begins to change.

Rosabelle puts on some more make up and suddenly Verabelle
comes crashing through the door. BLUE a man of around thirty
five and wearing a two tone colored suit.

Verabelle is thrown into the make up table and she hits it
hard.

                         BLUE
             How many times do I got to tell you.

             If you break s**t you pay for it.

                         VERABELLE
             It was an accident Blue.

CONTINUED:

                        BLUE
            I see. Just like me throwing your

simpleton a*s into the expensive make
up table. That was an accident too.

Clarabelle and Rosabelle both rush to help Verabelle up.

Blue storms out leaving the girls to pull Verabelle into a
nearby chair. Clarabelle uses a cloth to wipe the blood from
Verabelle's head.

                         CLARABELLE
             What happened out there?

                         VERABELLE
             It was my fault. I wasn't paying

             attention to where I was walking and
             I knocked over a guy and broke some
             expensive glasses.

INT.ROUNDHOUSE-STAGE.NIGHT

SEXY DANCE MUSIC PLAYS.

All the girls are performing together on stage. The male
audience is going wild as they shake money in the air.

Blue stands in the distance watching the girls like a hawk.
Clarabelle just gives a sweet smile.

EXT.BACKALLEY-NEW YORK CITY.MORNING 2AM

The girls bid each other farewell as they head in different
directions. Clarabelle walks to her car a beaten up 1965
Ford Fairlane.

She fumbles with her KEYS as they fall onto the concrete.
                         CLARABELLE

                S**t.

Clarabelle stands up and turns to see a group of FOUR MEN
all dressed like lowlifes.

                         CLARABELLE (cont'd)
                    (Keeping Calm)

             Come on guys. Give a girl a break.

CONTINUED:

Clarabelle can see the crazed look in their eyes and she
goes for the door of her car but before she can open it they
grab her.

They beat her and have their way with one at a time. Blue
comes out of the back entrance and sees what is happening.

He lights up a cigarette and watches for a while. Eventually
he runs over there.

                         BLUE
             Hey! You f*****g scum bags!

The men all high tale it. Clarabelle is on the ground.
He helps Clarabelle up.
TITLES:

              "4 MONTHS LATER."

INT.NEWSROOM.NIGHT
The NEWSREADER sits at his desk ready to go on air.

                         NEWSREADER
             Welcome back to channel twelve news.

             Our top story tonight the robbery
             clique known as The Belles have
             struck another bank.

A picture of Blue appears on the TV Screen.

                         NEWSREADER (cont'd)
             This man who has been identified as

             Bluedon Perkins a local strip club
             owner and common thug and the leader
             of this clique.

INT.ROUNDHOUSE-BLUE'S OFFICE.NIGHT

Blue is seated at his desk with the look of complete shock
on his kisser.

                         BLUE
                    (Screams)

             Son of a b***h! F**K!

Blue begins smashing up his office and ONE of his Men enter.
             Get the f**k out you f*****g

             Neanderthal.

CONTINUED:

From inside the club GUNFIRE is heard. Blue ducks down
behind his desk.

                         BLUE (cont'd)
             Go and check that out. NOW!

The Man exits Blue's office.

INT.ROUNDHOUSE.NIGHT

A gunfight is raging and patrons and bodyguards alike are
being killed. The SHOOTERS are all wearing black clothes and
kitten masks aswell as carry machine guns.

The club's interior is a mess and the Shooters remove their
masks and are revealed as Clarabelle, Verabelle, Rosabelle
and Honeybelle.

                         ROSABELLE
             Blue! We've come for you. You

             miserable f**k.

Verabelle and Honeybelle stack up on either side of the
office door.

Honeybelle kicks the door open and BANG! She is blown
backwards by a Man holding a shotgun. Verabelle pops out
while he is reloading and takes him down.

Verabelle goes to Honeybelle.
Honeybelle dies in Verabelle's arms.

EXT.BACKALLEY-NEW YORK CITY.NIGHT

Blue is running for his life through the ally. Clarabelle
and Rosabelle give chase. Clarabelle fires a shot that just
nicks him on the arm.

He stumbles into the wall and stops in his tracks.

                         CLARABELLE
             Going somewhere?

Blue turns to them.

(CONTINUED)

5.

6.

CONTINUED:

            BLUE
Who the f**k do you think you are?

Doing this to me. I am your boss. I
am the only family you ever had you
f*****g world known rejects.

            CLARABELLE
What can we say. We needed somebody

deserving of a public profile.

Blue chuckles a little then pulls out his desert eagle
pistol.

Before he can fire. Clarabelle and Rosabelle pump him full
of lead and he falls onto a bunch of trash dead. Verabelle
comes running out covered in blood.

Clarabelle and Rosabelle whip around to her and freeze on
sight.

                         CLARABELLE (cont'd)
             Are you hurt?

Verabelle shakes her head.

                         CLARABELLE (cont'd)
             Where's Honey?

Verabelle gives Clarabelle Honeybelle's gun.

                         ROSABELLE
             Look I'm sorry about Honey okay but

             this place will be mauled with cops
             soon so we gotta split.

They run off into the night.
                         THE END

Author's Note

It's a full on ride but i hope you all enjoy it.