Hollywood or Bust
You spot a bank right down the street from where you parked your car. You get the gun out of your glove box and put it in your pocket.
Then you walk into the bank. Unfortunately, you failed to recognize that the bank is right across the street from a police station. Two cops saw you acting funny in your car, and followed you into the bank.
Just as you point the gun at the teller, you notice that there are two guns pointed at YOU!
You have no choice but to surrender. You are arrested and taken to jail.
A month later, at your trial, your ex-fiancee is selected as a character witness. Your fiancee goes into detail saying how you've always fantasized about going to L.A. and robbing a big-city bank. You never fantasized about this...talk about bitterness by a scorned lover.
Two years later, a television network buys the rights to your story for twenty million dollars. When you get out of prison, you'll be able to buy your own film studio and make all the movies you could ever want...
Trouble is, that won't be for another 25 years...
Then you walk into the bank. Unfortunately, you failed to recognize that the bank is right across the street from a police station. Two cops saw you acting funny in your car, and followed you into the bank.
Just as you point the gun at the teller, you notice that there are two guns pointed at YOU!
You have no choice but to surrender. You are arrested and taken to jail.
A month later, at your trial, your ex-fiancee is selected as a character witness. Your fiancee goes into detail saying how you've always fantasized about going to L.A. and robbing a big-city bank. You never fantasized about this...talk about bitterness by a scorned lover.
Two years later, a television network buys the rights to your story for twenty million dollars. When you get out of prison, you'll be able to buy your own film studio and make all the movies you could ever want...
Trouble is, that won't be for another 25 years...
