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by Nathaniel Brehmer (nbrehmer@gmail.com)
Rated:
Genre: Horror
User Review:
High school is a tough time for every teenager. It is a time when a young man or woman changes more than at any other one time in their life. Julie's changes, however, are a little different. Tired of being picked on, hated, or not even thought of at all, Julie decides to take matters into her own hands, setting her sights in particular on the three girls who single handedly seem to make her life a living hell. This is a story about a young woman growing up, figuring out who she is. It is about someone who recognizes the problems that exist in her life, and makes steps toward eliminating them. Julie is shy, she is cute, she is vulnerable. And she is a serial killer.
This screenplay is copyrighted to its author. All rights reserved. This screenplay may not be used or reproduced without the express written permission of the author.
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EXT. LANGDON HIGH SCHOOL - DAY |
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We open the film with an establishing shot of the high
school. Students move about, seemingly enjoying themselves. |
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INT. CLASSROOM - DAY |
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Students seem less entertained in this room. We move along
through the rows of desks, moving past all the chatty kids
talking amongst themselves while the teacher seems not to
notice. We stop at a young girl.
She has matted black hair, clearly not caught up in
appearance. Her eyes are focused down on the desk, making an
effort not to look at anyone.
Her name is JULIE HARPER. |
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A prettier, smiling blond girl. She's laughing at something
her friend said and keeps glancing at Julie. This girl is
LAURIE. The friend behind her is LYNDA. In front, JUDITH.
All of them are seventeen, LYNDA and JUDITH are brunette.
They keep laughing. |
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The three girls. Laurie leans in to whisper. |
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LAURIE
(whispering)
Check out the freak show over
there. |
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LYNDA
Seriously. What an ugly,
disgusting bitch. |
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LAURIE
You're telling me. Look, let's
face it. Nothing that ugly and
useless should even be allowed to
live. |
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Julie, glancing up, only for a moment. The three girls burst
into laughter. |
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The teacher, MR. GORDON, a stocky man in his fifties. He
scowls and slams his hand on the desk. |
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MR. GORDON
Girls! Do you have something you
wish to share with the class? |
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The girls fall silent. All but Laurie. |
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LAURIE
No. But I think Julie does. |
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Julie, looking up, worried.
Laurie continues. |
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LAURIE
I'm sorry, Mr. Gordon, but she
can't hold it in anymore. She says
that she needs me to help her
confess her love. She's wanted to
tell so many people, but I'm proud
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LAURIE (cont'd)
she told me first. She wants me to
help her confess her undying love
for Lynda. |
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Nearly the entire class bursts into hysterics after this.
Julie looks down at her desk again. |
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Julie, from the front, looking down.
We move down from her eyes to the notebook under her desk. |
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the notebook, on a page, in red pen, she has been writing
over and over again; DIE BITCH, until she has filled the
page. |
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EXT. DOWNTOWN - DAY |
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There is a shot of the downtown area. We pan across to
JULIE. |
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TITLE CARD
Langdon, Ohio. |
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Julie continues on walking home. She comes to an old large
house. The house looks like a typical haunted house, even
with a few boarded up windows. |
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INT. KITCHEN - DAY |
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Julie enters through the door, there is a note on the
counter in front of us.
She drops off her backpack in the chair and picks up the
note. |
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ANGLE ON |
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the note in her hands.
It says:
JULIE,
HAD TO GO TO NEW YORK TO PICK UP MORE FOR THE GALLERY.
BE BACK SUNDAY,
MOM.
Julie crumples the note in her hand and throws it out. She
tosses the paper in the trash can as she strides out of the
room. |
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INT. BATHROOM - DAY |
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We hear the shower going as we pan across the floor of the
bathroom. We stop at the pile of clothes in the corner.
Now, we move up to the shower, door closed. It slides open,
Julie's arm reaches out to the counter. She fumbles around
for something. |
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Julie's hand, grabbing a razor. |
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Julie, in the shower, clutching the razor close to her body.
She's crying. |
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Julie's arm, the razor connects with her white flesh and
blood pushes up around the blade, streaming out. Again, she
slashes. |
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Her face, teeth clenched in pain. |
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The drain, as the blood flows down, very much like in
Psycho. |
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Her arm, again. Another slash, the arm is painted red now.
We can hear her crying more obviously. |
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the shower door as we continue to hear Julie crying, along
with the sound of the razor. |
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INT. BATHROOM - DAY |
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Julie is on the floor of the bathroom (fully clothed), her
arms are bandaged and she is scrubbing away the blood in the
shower. |
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EXT. DOWNTOWN - NIGHT |
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JUDITH and LYNDA are standing on the sidewalk. From behind
them, we see LAURIE approach. She looks supremely pissed. |
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LAURIE
Mr. Gordon held me after class. |
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LAURIE
Surprise, that bitch, Julie. |
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LYNDA
No way. Are you serious? |
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LAURIE
I'm always serious. God, I cannot
fucking believe her. You know she
has to pay for this. |
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LYNDA
Yeah. When was the last time you
even got a detention? |
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LAURIE
Never. I'm a good girl, Lynda. I
don't do shit like that. |
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The other two nod, understandingly. |
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LYNDA
Bitch has to pay for this. |
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LAURIE
(scoffs)
You mean butch. But obviously. |
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JUDITH
Come on, guys. She didn't even do
anything. |
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LAURIE
(in total
disbelief)
So what? Are you taking her side
now? |
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Judith shakes her head. |
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LAURIE
Good. Now. What should we do? |
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Lynda is staring off into space. |
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Laurie, annoyed. She slaps her friend upside the back of the
head. |
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LAURIE
Hello? Earth to Lynda! |
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Lynda snaps out of it. |
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JUDITH
What were you looking at? |
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Lynda points off screen. |
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A young man, also seventeen, sitting against a tree,
reading. He is dark haired and his appearance could come off
as dark in general, but somehow it doesn't. Somehow he seems
mysterious, but gentle, nothing intimidating about him. This
is MICHAEL WALLACE. |
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The girls, watching admirably. |
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LYNDA
(dreamily)
Michael Wallace. |
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JUDITH
He's such a babe. How is he such a
babe? |
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LAURIE
(shrugs)
Not my type. |
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Both of the other girls raise eyebrows at this. |
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LYNDA
Why? Not a football player? |
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LAURIE
No! (beat) Well... |
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LYNDA
Please, Laurie. That cliche is
beyond over. It's dead. Let it go. |
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LAURIE
Oh really. Where was I? Do you see
any cheerleaders that aren't
dating football players? We can
laugh at them in the movies, girl,
but we see these cliches every
day. |
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LAURIE
Still... he is kind of cute. |
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JUDITH
So break the trend. You'd be the
first. |
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Lynda nods in agreement. |
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LYNDA
Yeah, go for it. Break the trend. |
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LAURIE
You're right. I will... tomorrow.
I have to get home now. |
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She walks away, Lynda and Judith wave after her. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Michael, watching the girls. He rolls his eyes and looks
back down to his book.
Lynda looks over to him for a moment, then down to the
ground. Shyly, she glances up again, for a moment. |
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Startled, Lynda looks over to see her boyfriend, DEAN. He's
looking back at her, waiting, with an arrogant but impatient
smile. |
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DEAN
Babe, come on. I'm not waiting all
day. |
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His voice trails off. His smile fades. |
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DEAN
What are you looking at? |
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DEAN
You're lying to me. You stutter
when you lie. |
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Lynda looks down, defeated. |
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DEAN
Look at me when I'm talking to
you. |
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DEAN
Just get in the truck.I'll take
you home. You're not wearing that
to my game. |
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Lynda is silent. Dean GRABS her arm. |
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She nods and gets in the truck. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Judith, on the corner, watching the scene. After a moment,
she shakes her head and turns away. |
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INT. JULIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT |
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The house has an eerie, haunted glow at night. Only one
light is on, it seems, glowing like one all seeing eye. We
pan up to the lit window. |
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the upstairs window. |
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INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT |
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Julie sits on her bed, nearly curled up in the fetal
position. She reaches out for her teddy bear, then pulls it
close. |
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JULIE
You wouldn't make fun of me, would
you, Baxter? |
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ANGLE ON |
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The teddy bear. Unanswering, but all-wise. |
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Julie, holding the bear close. She gives a cute, small smile
as she cuddles the bear. |
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Baxter's stitched up tummy. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie. The smile disappears in an instant. She pushes the
bear away, horrified at something. |
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JULIE
Baxter! How could you say
something like that? |
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Baxter, still inanimate. |
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Julie, rising from the bed. |
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JULIE
No! I am not! I thought you were
my friend. Do you need to be
taught a lesson, Baxter? |
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She grabs the bear from the bed. |
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Julie takes the bear to her desk. |
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the desk. We see a flower covered notebook, there is also a
can of pencils and a pin cushion, perfectly normal things
for a high school student.
Julie reaches for the pin cushion after putting Baxter down
on the desk. |
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Baxter's cute face. |
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CLOSE ON |
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Julie's cold, determined eyes.
She drives the pin into Baxter's stitched torso. |
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The pin as it is slowly pulled out. White fluff follows it,
creating a small mound in the center of the teddy bear's
chest. |
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Baxter's beady eyes. |
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The desk drawer. It opens to reveal a dazzling array of
small razors and knives.
Julie picks the knife of her choice, it looks like a
scalpel. |
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Poor old Baxter. The scalpel slices a very thin, careful
line across the bear's belly. |
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Julie's angry face.
She creates another cut just below the base of Baxter's
throat.
Again and again, she cuts until it loses its delicate
precision. |
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the remnants of Baxter, who it seemed had gone through this
procedure before. It doesn't look like he'll suffer it
again.
Julie growls as she grabs the top of Baxter's loosely
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attached head and tears it off.
She tosses it out the window. |
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EXT. JULIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT |
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A young boy is walking down the street, looking about
warily. |
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ANGLE ON |
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The window as Baxter's head is thrown out.
It lands at the boy's feet. He bends down and picks it up,
then glances to where it came from. |
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the silhouetted figure of Julie. All we can see is the dark
shape of the girl, until she pulls the curtains closed. |
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The boy, Baxter's head in hand. He turns and runs away. |
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INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT |
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The curtains are closed, but Julie is still staring intently
out the window. |
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EXT. LANGDON HIGH SCHOOL - DAY |
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We look out on the main entrance of the school, a few
students scattered about.
Michael enters the frame from behind us and walks up to the
school. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Michael, walking across campus. He looks over his shoulder
and something catches his eye. |
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Julie, standing alone against the wall of the school. Her
books nearly covering her face.
Michael stops to watch her, intrigued by this girl. |
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Julie. She meets his gaze, for a nanosecond before looking
away, too shy to do anything.
Michael smiles at this, clearly thinking it's cute. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Laurie, standing in front of Michael, trying to catch his
eye.
Michael turns to face her. |
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MICHAEL
(coldly)
Oh. Hi, Laurie. |
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LAURIE
What were you watching? |
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This answer is, apparently, good enough for Laurie. |
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LAURIE
So... I was wondering what you
were up to Friday night. |
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Beat. Michael laughs. |
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LAURIE
(slightly offended)
What's so funny? |
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MICHAEL
You haven't even spoken to me in,
like, five years, Laurie. |
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LAURIE
(smiles)
I'm speaking to you now. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, watching Michael and Laurie's conversation. The
jealousy in her eyes is clear, despite the fact that she and
Michael have nothing. |
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Michael and Laurie. |
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LAURIE
So. What are you up to Friday
night? |
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MICHAEL
Nothing I can think of. |
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LAURIE
So, it's a date then? |
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He begins to walk away. |
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Confused, Laurie begins to walk after him.
She stops him, which he clearly does not like. |
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LAURIE
Okay, okay. We don't have to go
out. Yet.But would you like to get
in on something with me and my
friends? |
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MICHAEL
(sighs)
Like what? |
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LAURIE
Just a little practical joke. |
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She points off screen with her eyes. |
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Julie. She doesn't notice us watching us this time. |
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EXT. DOWNTOWN - DAY |
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We focus on downtown Langdon. The streets are, essentially
dead, completely quiet. Julie emerges onto the frame and we
follow along with her as she walks. |
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A butterfly with a broken wing, flopping through the air. It
rests atop a bench, slowly flexing its wing. |
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JULIE
(softly)
Poor thing. |
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She keeps walking, after a moment. |
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Julie, eyes down to the ground. She walks along, barely
glancing up. Beat. She BUMPS into a kid. |
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The kid, looking back. He's about 12, grungy looking, looks
pissed off. |
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KID
Watch where you're going, bitch! |
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Julie stares in disbelief for a moment, but says nothing.
Shyly, she turns and looks back down to the ground.
The kid walks off, muttering to himself, but we can't make
out what he's saying. Beat. Julie turns, moving in the other
direction, continuing with her walk.
As she walks, we hear a sort of thick, wet smacking sound.
Julie perks up, intrigued. She looks over to her left,
entranced. |
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A butcher in the alley out back of the local market. For a
butcher, he's surprisingly small with a fitting leather
apron, but he cuts up the remnants of meat with a certain
degree of force. |
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Julie, her face full of fascination. |
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The butcher, hard at work cutting up the scraps of meat he
has left. |
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TOM (os)
Bill! Bill, what are you doing?
You've done fine. Plenty of meat
today. Why the hell are you
cutting all that up? It's bad
meat. That's why it's in the
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TOM (cont'd)
alley, Bill. Just bad meat. |
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Bill buries the cleaver in the pile of raw flesh and turns
to smile at the manager. |
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BILL
Exactly, Tom. Good meat's art. Bad
meat's practice. |
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TOM
Well, you can practice later.
Doesn't your son have a baseball
game or something? |
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Bill's eyes go wide and his mouth forms a small 'o'. |
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He pulls the cleaver up and runs inside, pulling his apron
off as soon as he gets through the door. |
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Julie, curious, beginning to approach.
Slowly, cautiously, she crosses the street. She approaches
the table of raw meat like a pet approaching a toy. Excited,
and at the same time wondering "what's the catch?" But
there's a gleam in her eyes, finding something new,
something that makes her feel content, a feeling unfamiliar
to her.
Fascinated, she sticks out her hand to touch the wet, pulpy
red mess. For a moment, she cautiously retracts her hand,
but as soon as she pulls back she reaches out again. |
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Julie's hand, running through the freshly cut raw meat. She
lifts up her hand, palm facing up, to look at the blood on
her hand. Her eyes are wide, awestruck as the dark liquid
moves down her white skin.
Beat. Julie SMILES. It's not a malicious smile. Not a
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harmful smile, or an evil grin. It's more like the smile of
a little girl who's just been kissed for the very first
time. |
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Bill, inside the shop, checking to make sure he's washed all
the blood off his hands. He has. |
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BILL
Christ, Tom, I gotta go. I'll take
care of that apron for you right
quick. |
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His voice trails off. The apron he left on the door is GONE. |
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BILL
Fuck me. I could have sworn I left
that thing right here... |
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He shrugs and leaves the shop, closing the door behind him. |
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INT. CLASSROOM - DAY |
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Julie, Lynda, Judith and Laurie all sit in class. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Judith, who keeps glancing over at Julie.
Lynda is merely staring at Julie.
Laurie punches her on the arm. |
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LAURIE
(whispering)
How obvious are you trying to be? |
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ANGLE ON |
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Mr. Gordon, looking a little angry. |
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The three girls slump back into their seats. |
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LAURIE
Sorry, Mr. Gordon. |
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Mr.Gordon nods, then continues. |
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MR. GORDON
Anyway, how does Carrol go about
creating this elaborate, unique
world? This playland inside and
apart from our own, where anything
is possible, in "Alice's
Adventures in Wonderland"? |
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Michael raises his hand. |
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MR. GORDON
Ah. Mr. Wallace. Enlighten us. |
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Mr. Gordon sighs. |
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MR. GORDON
That's enough, Michael. |
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Julie fights to refrain her laughter. |
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Michael, half-smiling as he glances over at Julie. |
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Mr. Gordon points back to the blackboard as the bell rings.
All the students rush to leave. |
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MR. GORDON
Okay. Homework due tomorrow, first
thing. Chapters 3-9. |
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Laurie, Lynda Judith and Julie all start to leave. |
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MR. GORDON
Girls, can I see you for a second? |
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Julie keeps going. |
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MR. GORDON
You too, Julie. |
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She stops. |
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MR. GORDON
You girls need to cut this out.
For God's sake, you're more mature
than that. |
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LYNDA
We don't know what you're talking
about. |
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LAURIE
Yeah. We haven't done anything. |
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Mr. Gordon looks over to Julie. |
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MR. GORDON
Is this true, Julie? |
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Julie keeps silent for a moment, looking down at the floor. |
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JULIE
(mumbles)
They d-d-didn't d-do anything. We
were just having some f-fun. |
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MR. GORDON
(unconvinced)
I see. Well, then, see you girls
tomorrow. |
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They exit. |
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INT. HALLWAY - DAY |
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The four girls walk down the hallway. Julie walks on ahead,
hoping to avoid the other three. |
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Julie stops. |
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LAURIE
That was pretty cool, not selling
us out back there. |
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LYNDA
Do you want to come with us? We're
going to play a little game,
later. Want in? |
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JUDITH
You don't have to if you don't
want to. |
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Lynda and Laurie look at her in disbelief. Laurie turns back
to Julie. |
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LAURIE
Don't listen to her. We need you
there. |
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Beat. The other three look shocked. |
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LAURIE
Cool! Great! Meet us in Mr.
Gordon's room in half an hour. |
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INT. CLASSROOM - DAY |
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The door opens and Julie enters. It doesn't look like anyone
is in here. Beat.
Laurie pops into frame. |
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LAURIE
Hi! So glad you could come. |
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Laurie steps out of frame, we follow her to reveal MICHAEL. |
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Julie, who looks surprised to see him. |
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Julie tries to speak, but lets out only a small squeal. She
catches it and turns back to Laurie. |
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JULIE
So... what's the game? |
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Julie scans the room, confused. |
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JULIE
But... but there's no bottle. And
only one guy. |
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LAURIE
Oh. Well... well, it's kind of
in-name-only. It should really be
titled something more like "Let's
Make Out with Michael". And you
get to go first. |
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Julie's eyes go wide. |
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Michael takes her by the hand. |
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He leads her over to the supply closet. |
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MICHAEL
You ever done this before? |
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Unable to reply, Julie shakes her head. |
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MICHAEL
I like an honest girl. |
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The enter the supply closet. Once they're gone, Laurie,
Lynda, and Judith smile excitedly. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie and Michael, inside the closet. She leans in for the
kiss while Michael looks out through the peephole. |
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MICHAEL
Okay. We have to get them back. |
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Julie opens her eyes. |
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MICHAEL
Listen, we only have a few seconds
before- |
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25.
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JULIE
Before? Before what? What are they
going to do? |
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The door swings open.
Laurie, Judith, and Lynda stand in frame, each holding a
bucket of black paint. |
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LAURIE
Aw, look at the lovebirds. Heads
up, freak. |
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Laurie and Lynda dump the paint on Julie, splattering her
clothes and skin. |
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CLOSE ON |
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Julie's horrified face. She slams the paint bucket back into
Laurie's face. |
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Julie pushes past the girls and runs out of the room.
Michael emerges from the closet, calling after her. |
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MICHAEL
Julie! Julie, wait! |
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ANGLE ON |
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Laurie, wiping the blood from her nose. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Judith, looking down into her still full paint bucket. She
tosses it in the trash can. |
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26.
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EXT. DOWNTOWN - DAY |
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Julie walks hurriedly away from the school, arms crossed,
painted black. She wipes the blood from her face, it has
reddened her eyes slightly. |
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CLOSE ON |
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A cat walking out from behind a dumpster. It looks up at
Julie and meows. |
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CLOSE ON |
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Julie, who stops walking to look down at the cat. |
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ANGLE ON |
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The cat, looking up with big, innocent eyes. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, tilting her head to one side, still keeping her eye
on the cat.
She thrusts out her arm to grab the animal. |
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ACT II |
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EXT. JULIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT |
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There is a long shot of the house. We can hear moving. Heavy
breathing. |
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INT. BASEMENT - NIGHT |
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We see Julie, from the shoulders down, walking across the
basement. She wears a leather apron, her hands are bare and
bloody (with the wrists still bandaged). |
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ANGLE ON |
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27.
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The sink, as it turns on and churns out murky water.
Julie places her already wet hands under the stream that
spurts out, washing them. |
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CLOSE ON |
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Her face as she looks down at the blood. She looks
fascinated. |
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ANGLE ON |
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The sink. Julie turns it off and shakes her hands to dry
them. She dries her hands on an already bloody washcloth. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, from behind as she dries her hands. We see an array
of tools beside her. Most of them are knives that we saw in
her desk drawer. |
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FLASHBACK |
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Laurie, Lynda and Judith laughing at her, splashing her with
paint. |
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FLASHBACK |
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Laurie laughing wickedly. |
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FLASHBACK |
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Lynda laughing wickedly. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, brow furrowed, angry. She grabs one of the knives and
stabs it down hard into a book on the table. |
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MOVE IN ON |
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The knife in the book. It looks like the yearbook. The knife
is through the faces of Judith, Lynda, and Laurie. |
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28.
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CLOSE ON |
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Julie, a thin smile across her lips. She walks away, leaving
the knife through the yearbook. At the edge of the frame, we
see something that resembles a paw. |
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EXT. LYNDA'S HOUSE - DAY |
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Lynda walks out of her house, backpack on her back, held up
by one hand. |
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PULL BACK |
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To see the shoulder of Julie, in the foreground, watching
the girl. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Lynda, walking down the street, ignorant to anything around
her. Behind her, we see Julie step into the frame, although
the figure is blurred. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, following behind Lynda, making sure to keep her
distance. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Lynda, she turns around to notice Julie behind her. Lyda
rolls her eyes and focuses forward. Julie walks closer. |
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LYNDA
(sighs)
I know you aren't talking to me. |
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Lynda stops, turning to Julie. |
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29.
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LYNDA
You seem... different. |
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JULIE
(smiles)
Thank you. |
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LYNDA
I didn't say that was a
compliment. |
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LYNDA
Whatever. Don't tell anyone you
talked to me, please. |
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JULIE
Well, now. I thought we were
friends. |
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Lynda raises her eyebrows, pausing. |
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JULIE
Yeah, I mean, I know I got a
little freaked out, but- |
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LYNDA
We splashed paint on you, idiot. |
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JULIE
A terrible misunderstanding, don't
you think? |
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Lynda starts to leave, but pauses, turning back. |
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30.
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LYNDA
And another thing. The day I'd be
friends with you is the day I get
a fucking knife through my skull. |
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JULIE
Can I quote you on that? |
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Lynda sighs in what seems like annoyance, except for the
fact that she's smiling. |
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LYNDA
You psychotic whore. |
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Julie's eyes narrow. |
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She brushes by her and walks away. Lynda watches her go in
disbelief. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Dean, running up the street to talk to her. |
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CLOSE ON |
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Lynda, putting on a forced, intimidated but possibly loving
smile to talk to him. |
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LYNDA
Oh. Hey, baby. What's up? |
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DEAN
What the hell is this? |
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31.
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DEAN
You didn't even ask me to drive
you to school and now you're
talking to that freak? I expect
better of you, Lynda. |
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LYNDA
You're not even in your truck. |
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DEAN
That's not the point, Lynda. the
point is you didn't even ask. |
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LYNDA
Look, my mom wanted me to walk
today, okay? I'm sorry I didn't
tell you, but it just happened.
There was no way I could have told
you, babe. I don't know what you
want me to say. |
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DEAN
Well, I don't want to hear your
excuses. Guess we're both
disappointed. And what about you
talking to that... thing. What are
you friends with her now? |
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DEAN
I don't think I believe anything
you say anymore. |
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DEAN
Don't you fucking tell me to
relax! |
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He raises his hand to hit her, then realizes that he's
standing on a public street in broad daylight. Beat. He
sighs, lowering his hand, hanging his head.
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32.
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Lynda begins to sob against his chest. He puts his arms
around her, holding her tight. |
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LYNDA
I'm sorry I can't be everything
you want me to be. |
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EXT. LANGDON HIGH SCHOOL - DAY |
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Julie walks onto the campus, no longer shy or looking at the
ground, but with her head up. She looks stronger, maybe
happier. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Michael, noticing Julie. He begins to approach her. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, barely noticing Michael as he walks up to her. |
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Julie keeps walking. |
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She stops. |
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MICHAEL
Look, I'm really sorry for what
happened last night. |
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33.
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MICHAEL
Why? Julie, why wouldn't I be? It
was horrible, what they did to
you. |
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JULIE
They were just having fun. |
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MICHAEL
But I wasn't. I really am sorry
and, hell, I was hoping to get to
know you better. |
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JULIE
Oh, right. Like last night? |
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MICHAEL
That was not my idea. I was hoping
to get them back before they got
you. |
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MICHAEL
Are... are you okay? You seem...
different. |
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MICHAEL
Yeah, okay, I guess. |
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JULIE
Great. I'll see you later. |
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|
She walks away, leaving Michael alone and utterly confused. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Laurie, watching Michael, intrigued. |
|
34.
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, walking past her, a thin smile on her face. Laurie
watches her go with a mix of confusion and revulsion. |
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INT. CLASSROOM - DAY |
|
They all sit in Mr. Gordon's class. He is rambling on up
front, we can barely hear him. We pan across the students
until we reach Julie in the corner. |
|
MOVE IN ON |
|
Julie, drawing in her notebook.It's on top of her desk this
time, not hiding under anything. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
The notebook. There is a cartoonish drawing of a girl with a
knife jutting out of her head. |
|
CLOSE ON |
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Julie, smiling. |
|
ANGLE ON |
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Laurie, watching her with curiosity in her eyes.
The bell rings, startling her.
Michael gets up to talk to Julie.
Laurie jumps him. |
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MICHAEL
(fed up)
Hi, Laurie. |
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|
35.
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LAURIE
What class do you have next? |
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MICHAEL
I've, uh, I've got Sociology with
Mr. Carpenter. |
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LAURIE
Yeah, uh-huh. You mind if I walk
you? |
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MICHAEL
Actually, I have things to do. |
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|
He turns around. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie's empty seat. Michael sighs. |
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|
INT. HALLWAY - DAY |
|
Michael looks around for Julie, but doesn't see her. A guy,
his friend, SAM, approaches. |
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MICHAEL
You haven't seen Julie Harper
around, have you? |
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Sam raises an eyebrow. |
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SAM
Julie Harper? Michael, why would I
be looking for that freak? |
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|
36.
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MICHAEL
(sighs)
Never mind. |
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ANGLE ON |
|
Julie watching the two guys talk from behind a group of
lockers. We pan down her arm to her bandaged arm, which has
begun to bleed. |
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|
INT. HALLWAY - DAY |
|
Outside of the gym, Lynda is sitting up against the vending
machine in her workout clothes, drinking her water. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Lynda, in the center of the frame. She bends down off screen
so we can see JULIE in the background.
Lynda rises again and blocks out our view of Julie. |
|
JULIE POV |
|
Someone exits the gym in front of us and we move to the side
so as not to be noticed. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Lynda, turning to greet Judith. |
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LYNDA
Yeah, I'm done for the day. |
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JUDITH
Okay. See you tomorrow. |
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|
Lynda nods as she finishes her water. She puts her jacket on
over her workout attire and picks up her bag. |
|
37.
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EXT. LANGDON HIGH SCHOOL - DAY |
|
We look out on the main entrance of the High School as Lynda
exits the building. She walks on across campus and off
screen.
Beat.
Julie exits the building behind her. She slowly walks across
the campus, keeping her distance. |
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|
|
EXT. DOWNTOWN - DAY |
|
Lynda walks down the street, Julie steps into the frame
behind her.
Lynda stops, finally realizing something is up. She turns
and sees Julie behind her. Uninterested, she turns back and
keeps walking. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Julie, watching her walk away. There is a look of pure
hatred and determination in her eyes. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Lynda, walking away.
In the background, Julie waves her arm. |
|
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Lynda lets out an annoyed sigh, answering without turning
around. |
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|
38.
|
Julie moves closer. |
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|
JULIE
Just to talk is all. |
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LYNDA
(bitterly)
I don't want to talk to you. |
|
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LYNDA
You are a freak, girl. No one
wants to talk to you, despite
this... new you. |
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JULIE
All I wanted was a friend. |
|
|
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LYNDA
(shrugs)
Can't always get what you want. |
|
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie's hand, sliding out of her pocket, holding a knife. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie. She smiles. |
|
|
|
ANGLE ON |
|
The two girls as Julie STABS HER in the back. Lynda opens
her mouth to scream, but Julie covers it with chloroform. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
The trunk of Julie's car, opening up, Lynda is stuffed
inside. |
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|
39.
|
INT. BASEMENT - NIGHT |
|
The room is totally dark. Now, a light turns on. It shines
down on one figure, barely awake.
Lynda. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie, from the neck down, wearing her leather apron. |
|
|
|
Lynda looks around, dazed and confused. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
The battered, bloody remains of... something. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Lynda, her eyes widening with horror. She SCREAMS. |
|
|
JULIE
I'll take that as a "yes". |
|
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie's hands, going over her tools. She picks up a large
knife. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Julie's face. She turns to the camera. |
|
|
JULIE
You'll play better than Mr.
Mittens. He bit me. Help me out,
here. What were you saying
earlier? |
|
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Lynda, sobbing. |
|
40.
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie, she strokes her hair. |
|
|
JULIE
Ah. That's right. You said that
the day you were friends with me
would be the day you got a knife
through your skull. Looks like
today's the lucky day, pal. |
|
|
Lynda shakes her head, terrified. |
|
|
LYNDA
No! No, please! I'll do anything!
Just please don't... I'll be your
friend, I swear. |
|
|
Julie fondles the knife with her bare hand. She shrugs. |
|
|
JULIE
Sorry. Too late. Too late for
everything. |
|
|
She smiles, breaks a small laugh, but she catches it. |
|
|
JULIE
God, I'm sorry. Just so nervous. I
mean, it's my first time. Unless
you count Baxter. |
|
|
Lynda is sobbing uncontrollably, looking down at the floor. |
|
|
|
Julie grabs duct tape from a shelf and runs it across
Lynda's mouth. |
|
|
JULIE
I talk. My turn now. |
|
|
She slices along the base of Lynda's neck. The poor victim
lets out a series of muffled screams. |
|
41.
|
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JULIE
You still won't listen! Even now,
you won't listen to me. Listen to
me! |
|
|
She backs off, restraining herself. |
|
|
JULIE
Sorry. We're friends now, Lynda.
Best Friends Forever. |
|
|
CLOSE ON |
|
The letters B.F.F. carved into the base of Lynda's neck,
bleeding down her chest. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie. We look up at her, making her seem much larger than
she actually is. She cleans her knife with a bloody
washcloth. |
|
|
JULIE
(whispering)
Forever. |
|
|
She grabs a long, narrow knife. |
|
|
JULIE
Too much talking. Wouldn't you
agree? |
|
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Lynda, eyes pointed to the ground. She looks ready to give
up. Julie approaches her. |
|
|
JULIE
Yes. Too much talking. Time to
play. |
|
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Lynda, her eyes slowly rising to look at the camera. |
|
42.
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie, hovering over Lynda. She raises the knife as we pan
away to hear more muffled screams. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
An old poster reading "Today is the First Day of the Rest of
Your Life!" |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Lynda from behind, still in the chair. Totally limp. There
is a pool of blood at her feet. Dead. |
|
Julie steps into frame, totally shadowed. |
|
|
JULIE
There. Now you'll listen. |
|
|
She pulls up a seat in front of Lynda. |
|
|
JULIE
Now we can be friends. |
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|
|
EXT. LANGDON HIGH SCHOOL - DAY |
|
Julie walks across campus, obviously cleaned up since we
last saw her. She looks around, everybody seems busy. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Laurie, standing beside the entrance, checking herself out
in her mirror. Judith approaches her. |
|
|
|
Laurie turns. |
|
|
|
43.
|
|
JUDITH
Have you seen Lynda today? |
|
|
Laurie pauses, actually taking the time to consider a
question. |
|
|
LAURIE
No. I haven't. Why? |
|
|
|
JUDITH
I haven't either. She left
practice early yesterday. I tried
calling all night, but I couldn't
get through. |
|
|
|
LAURIE
Well, maybe she's away. |
|
|
|
JUDITH
She didn't say she was going
anywhere. |
|
|
|
LAURIE
(rolls her eyes)
My God. Does she have to tell you
everywhere that she goes? |
|
|
|
JUDITH
(a little hurt)
No. No, I guess she doesn't. It's
just... I know how Dean treats
her.I guess I just worry, is all. |
|
|
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|
|
JUDITH
Well, I mean, it's horrible. The
way he acts around her. Way he
talks to her. No one should have
to deal with that. |
|
|
|
LAURIE
Maybe it's not up to us to decide
what she should have to deal with. |
|
|
44.
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|
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LAURIE
I'm saying, maybe it's not our
place to question this. It's not
our problem and I'm sure she can
handle it. |
|
|
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|
|
LAURIE
Well, it's not exactly our
business, is it? I mean, I don't
want to say Lynda deserves it.
That would be awful. But it's just
not our place, you know? Lynda's a
big girl. She can handle it. And
if she can't, maybe she needs that
guy. Maybe she should learn to be
a bit more respectful. |
|
|
|
JUDITH
Right... I, um, I have to go. I'll
talk to you later, okay? |
|
|
She walks away. Laurie turns back to her reflection without
missing a beat. |
|
|
|
|
INT. CLASSROOM - DAY |
|
Mr. Gordon is taking attendance at the front of the room. |
|
|
MR. GORDON
Is Miss Hill here today? |
|
|
The students look around for their missing classmate. |
|
|
MR. GORDON
Lynda. Has anyone seen Lynda
today? |
|
|
45.
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie, examining the students' reactions. |
|
|
MR. GORDON (os)
Ms Harper. |
|
|
Julie looks up, bewildered. |
|
|
MR. GORDON
If I remember correctly, you and
Lynda live very close to one
another. Have you seen her today? |
|
|
|
JULIE
She, um, she told me that she
couldn't make it today. |
|
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Laurie. She watches Julie, suspiciously. |
|
|
|
|
INT. HALLWAY - DAY |
|
The classroom door opens and the students exit.
Julie pushes her way through the crowd. |
|
|
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Michael, he rushes toward us.
Julie smiles as he approaches. |
|
|
|
|
|
46.
|
|
MICHAEL
Look, I was wondering if... |
|
|
He stops, trying to find the words. |
|
|
|
|
MICHAEL
I- I was wondering... about the
dance tonight? |
|
|
|
|
|
MICHAEL
Do you have a date? |
|
|
|
JULIE
(flatly)
What do you think? |
|
|
|
MICHAEL
So you're available? |
|
|
She looks down, trying to hide that she's blushing. |
|
|
|
There is an awkward silence that goes on a little too long. |
|
|
MICHAEL
Would you like to go to the dance
with me? |
|
|
|
JULIE
(smiles)
I'd love to. |
|
|
Michael, the moment he looks into her eyes, cannot help but
smile as well. |
|
|
MICHAEL
Great. I'll pick you up at eight. |
|
|
47.
|
|
|
|
EXT. LANGDON HIGH SCHOOL - DAY |
|
Michael bursts out the main entrance and throws up his arms
in triumph. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Julie, watching him out the window, laughing. |
|
|
|
|
EXT. JULIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT |
|
A car pulls up in front of the house. After a moment,
Michael gets out. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Michael, walking to the door and ringing the doorbell.
Beat.
There is no answer. |
|
|
|
|
INT. BASEMENT - NIGHT |
|
Julie is scrubbing hard in the basement to get all the blood
off of her. She grabs some soap and keeps scrubbing herself
down.
She turns the sink off and pulls off her leather apron as
quickly as possible. |
|
|
|
|
48.
|
EXT. JULIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT |
|
Michael stands outside. He sighs and rings the doorbell
again. |
|
|
|
|
INT. BASEMENT - NIGHT |
|
Julie practically rips the blood stained clothes off of her
body, then runs up the stairs. |
|
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|
|
EXT. JULIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT |
|
Michael rings the doorbell once more. |
|
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|
|
INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT |
|
Julie pulls the dress down over her body. |
|
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|
|
EXT. JULIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT |
|
Michael reaches for the doorbell, but pulls back. He turns
and walks away. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
The door. It swings open behind him. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Michael, turning around. |
|
49.
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie, standing in the doorway, looking beautiful in a long
black dress. |
|
|
MICHAEL
(awestruck)
You look amazing. |
|
|
|
|
She strides down the walkway to his car.
Michael stops her, noticing something. |
|
|
MICHAEL
Is... is that blood on your cheek? |
|
|
|
|
She hurries to get in the car. Michael shrugs and gets in
after her. |
|
|
|
|
EXT. LANGDON HIGH SCHOOL - NIGHT |
|
Cars swarm into the rear entrance of the High School, music
can be heard blasting from the gym. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Michael's car, pulling into a parking space. |
|
|
|
|
INT. GYMNASIUM - NIGHT |
|
The large gymnasium is decorated with multicolored
streamers. The doors open and Julie and Michael enter. |
|
50.
|
|
JULIE
So what exactly is this dance
celebrating? |
|
|
|
|
Julie shakes her head. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Laurie and Judith, watching them come in. |
|
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LAURIE
(in total
disbelief)
He came with her? |
|
|
Judith looks just as shocked, but in a way that suggests
she's happy for Julie. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Two young guys. One is recognizable as Sam. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Judith, standing alone. Dean approaches her, a painted cocky
smile across his face. |
|
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She rolls her eyes. |
|
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JUDITH
Yeah, hi. Hello. What do you want? |
|
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DEAN
Well, hey. Be nice. I just want to
talk, Judith. Haven't seen Lynda
in days. Been lonely. I don't have
anyone to... talk to anymore. |
|
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He reaches out for her shoulder. |
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51.
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JUDITH
Touch me and you lose that hand. |
|
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ANGLE ON |
|
Michael and Julie, staring at each other in the middle of
the gym. It's like they're the only ones here. As a song
begins to play, they hold each other. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Julie, smiling. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Michael. He smiles back. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
The two of them. Continuing to slow dance, captivated by
each other, even as the song turns to alternative rock. |
|
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MICHAEL
Come over here. There's some
friends I want you to meet. |
|
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Julie goes without argument. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Sam and the other guy, TOMMY, as their conversation is
broken up by Michael and Julie. |
|
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MICHAEL
Hey, guys. I want you to meet
someone. |
|
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Sam looks completely surprised to see Julie here with his
friend. |
|
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MICHAEL
Sam, Tommy, this is Julie Harper. |
|
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Sam gives her a nod of acknowledgment before turning back to
Michael. |
|
52.
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SAM
Michael, can I talk to over here? |
|
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He steps away a few feet, Julie can clearly still see and
hear them. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie and Tommy, left alone, standing awkwardly. |
|
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JULIE
Oh. Thank you very much. |
|
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ANGLE ON |
|
Sam and Michael, talking. |
|
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SAM
What the hell are you thinking? |
|
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SAM
No, Michael. You don't. You like
Laurie and you keep sick little
obsessions like this bottled up
inside forever and ever. Michael,
that's the kind of girl you dump
pig's blood on. Not the kind you
(MORE)
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53.
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SAM (cont'd)
bring home to mother. |
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CLOSE ON |
|
Julie's cold face, watching their conversation. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Michael and Sam. |
|
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MICHAEL
Look, I don't care what you think.
I like the girl. |
|
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Sam sighs. |
|
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SAM
Whatever, man. Come on, Tommy. |
|
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He and Tommy both exit, leaving Julie and Michael alone.
Michael turns back to Julie. |
|
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MICHAEL
I'm sorry about that. |
|
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JULIE
(shrugs)
It's okay. |
|
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MICHAEL
No. It's not. I feel terrible
about the way that people treat
you. |
|
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JULIE
Why? They don't do anything to
you. |
|
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MICHAEL
That just makes it worse. |
|
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JULIE
Why do you like me so much? |
|
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54.
|
|
MICHAEL
There's something about you.
Something amazing. You're
different, Julie. You're special. |
|
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Julie smiles, genuine and pure. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Sam and Tommy, watching Julie and Michael talk. |
|
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SAM
Fucking unbelievable, man. |
|
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TOMMY
She's not that bad. |
|
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SAM
Fuck you, she's not that bad. Of
course she is. She's the biggest
freak in the school. |
|
|
He finishes his punch. |
|
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SAM
We gotta do something, man. We
gotta let this bitch know she is
moving in on our territory. |
|
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TOMMY
You sound very queer right now. |
|
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|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie and Michael. Sam comes back, looking a little sorry. |
|
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SAM
I'm sorry, Julie. I acted like a
real ass back there. |
|
|
55.
|
Julie says nothing. |
|
|
SAM
Can I get you some punch? |
|
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Julie shakes her head. |
|
|
JULIE
No, it's okay, Michael. |
|
|
She follows Sam over to the food table. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Tommy, standing at the edge of the table as Sam and Julie
arrive. |
|
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|
Julie nods. |
|
Sam scoops up some punch and brings it over to her cup...
But completely misses and gets it all over her dress. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Julie as she looks up in shock.
Sam and Tommy just laugh, but Sam laughs a little louder.
Julie backhands Sam with the scoop and walks away. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Sam, holding his jaw. |
|
|
SAM
Fuck! What's the deal with that
bitch? The dress was black,
anyway. |
|
|
56.
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Michael, standing alone. He looks over to the food table. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Sam and Tommy, standing alone. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Michael, continuing to look all around him. |
|
|
|
She is nowhere to be seen. |
|
Michael begins to trek across the gym to find his date, but
is stopped by Laurie. |
|
|
|
|
MICHAEL
(uninterested)
Have you seen Julie around? |
|
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LAURIE
Why are you looking for her? |
|
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MICHAEL
She's my date, Laurie. |
|
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|
LAURIE
Whatever. Look, she's not here
right now. We are. |
|
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|
MICHAEL
Right. So I'm looking for her.
Have you seen her anywhere? |
|
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MICHAEL
Okay, then. See you later. |
|
|
57.
|
He walks away, leaving her hanging. Judith walks up to join
her. |
|
|
LAURIE
That bitch needs to die. |
|
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Sam and Tommy. Sam puts his cup down on the table and turns
to Tommy. |
|
|
SAM
Guard my cup. I gotta take a piss. |
|
|
Tommy nods.
Sam exits. Tommy watches him go, then drinks his punch. |
|
|
|
|
INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT |
|
Sam exits the gym and steps out into the dark hallway. Not
put off by the darkness, he makes his way toward the Men's
Room. |
|
|
|
|
INT. MEN'S ROOM - NIGHT |
|
Sam enters through the door into the Men's Room. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Sam, from the shoulders up as he does his business.
Behind him, the door opens silently. Julie enters, silent as
death.
Sam breathes a sigh of relief and zips himself up. He turns
to bump right into Julie. |
|
|
|
58.
|
She grabs Sam by the throat. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Sam, landing on the floor with a thump. He turns to look up
at his attacker, nose bleeding. |
|
|
SAM
What are you doing in here, you
crazy bitch? This is the men's
room! |
|
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Julie, looking down, silent. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Sam, struggling to his feet. He looks down at a small pool
of blood forming in the palm of his hand. |
|
|
SAM
You broke my nose! Psycho whore! |
|
|
|
JULIE
This game is boring. |
|
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie, pulling up her dress to reveal a knife tucked in her
panties. She takes the knife out and readjusts her dress. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Sam, eyes widening with horror. |
|
|
SAM
No! No! Please, God, no. |
|
|
Julie bends down over Sam. She is the one with the power.
She raises the knife. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Sam, crawling backwards until he hits the wall. |
|
59.
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie, moving in for the kill. She brings the knife down.
It strikes Sam in the gut. He winces in pain, but does not
scream.
Julie twists the knife.
Now, Sam screams. |
|
|
|
|
INT. GYMNASIUM - NIGHT |
|
Michael moves across the dance floor, still looking around
for Julie, but seeing no sign of her. He sees Judith and
approaches her. |
|
|
|
|
MICHAEL
Hey, Judith. Listen, have you seen
Julie anywhere? |
|
|
Judith shakes her head. |
|
|
JUDITH
Not since she came in. |
|
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Tommy, standing alone. He sighs, checks his watch, and
leaves the food table. |
|
|
|
|
INT. MEN'S ROOM - NIGHT |
|
Julie walks over to the sink to clean her knife, but hears
someone coming and stops. |
|
60.
|
ANGLE ON |
|
The door, opening. |
|
|
TOMMY
Sam. Hey, Sam. You okay in there? |
|
|
As Tommy enters, his voice trails off and his eyes go wide. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Sam's dead body, sprawled out on the floor. |
|
|
|
Julie pops up behind him and covers his mouth so that he
can't scream, with her free hand, she slits his throat. |
|
|
|
|
INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT |
|
DEAN exits the gym with a girl. Some totally random girl, a
new plaything. |
|
|
DEAN
Okay. Coast is clear. |
|
|
|
|
|
|
The girl runs her hand up his arm, entranced by him. |
|
He doesn't even notice her. |
|
|
|
He smiles, pushing her up against the lockers. |
|
61.
|
CLOSE ON |
|
The two of them, making out. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
His hand, running up her leg, grabbing her ass. |
|
They get into it heavy for a long moment before the girl
pulls away.
Dean narrows his eyes at this, less than amused. |
|
|
|
|
GIRL
Well, not here. I mean, come on.
Right in the hallway? |
|
|
|
|
|
GIRL
Let's find somewhere else,
somewhere a little less obvious.
If we got caught here, which we
would, my daddy would kill me. |
|
|
|
JULIE (os)
Daddy's not the issue. |
|
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie, standing down near the end of the hall. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Dean. He rolls his eyes. |
|
|
DEAN
Christ, do you mind? What, you
just watch random people make out?
Maybe a little frustrated 'cause
the only thing you could get
yourself is Crazy Pap down at the
bus station? Fuck, you really are
(MORE)
|
|
62.
|
|
|
Julie raises her eyebrow. |
|
|
JULIE
Do you get even a little tired of
hearing yourself talk? |
|
|
|
|
Julie smiles. |
|
|
JULIE
Good. makes my job easy. |
|
|
Beat. Dean stares at her, confused. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie, revealing the knife from behind her back. |
|
|
DEAN
The hell do you think you're
doing? |
|
|
Julie begins to walk toward him. |
|
|
JULIE
Eliminating the problem. |
|
|
As she draws closer to Dean, she raises the knife. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
The girl, curling up in a corner. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie and Dean. She is almost upon him, as she begins to
thrust the knife, Dean BACKHANDS her.
Julie falls to the floor, knife falling to the ground. |
|
63.
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Dean, standing tall, looking down at her. |
|
Julie begins to get back up.
Dean KICKS her in the stomach. Beat. He does this twice
more.
Julie rolls over on the ground, coughing. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Dean, crouching over her, pinning her down. |
|
|
DEAN
You... you bitch! Who the fuck do
you think you are? You think you
can stand up to me? |
|
|
Julie KICKS him in the chest, sending him back. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Dean, falling beside the girl, who is sobbing silently. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Julie, rising to her feet, her eyes FERAL. |
|
She rushes at Dean with the knife.
Panicking, Dean GRABS the girl and hold her in front of him.
Beat.
The knife slides into the girl's belly. She makes a short,
small squeal before falling over.
Julie looks down at her, her eyes wide. |
|
|
JULIE
I didn't... she didn't... fuck.
Dean, you really are a monster. |
|
|
Dean opens his mouth to protest, but his words are cut off
when Julie GRABS his throat. |
|
64.
|
|
JULIE
Shh. You've said enough already. |
|
|
She snaps his neck. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
The girl on the floor. |
|
|
JULIE
I'm sorry about this. Did you see
anything? Did Dean go crazy, just
like they always knew he would?
Did he commit these horrible
atrocities? Well? What did you
see? |
|
|
|
|
|
|
With one, lighting fast motion, she STABS the girl in the
throat. |
|
|
|
|
INT. GYMNASIUM - NIGHT |
|
Michael turns to walk away from Judith. |
|
|
JUDITH
So. How've you been? |
|
|
|
|
|
JUDITH
Are you two going out? |
|
|
|
|
Judith nods. |
|
65.
|
|
JUDITH
She's a better person than people
give her credit for. |
|
|
|
MICHAEL
(smiles)
How do you know that? |
|
|
|
|
Michael looks down to the floor for a moment, then back up
to meet her gaze. |
|
|
MICHAEL
You know, to be completely honest,
I think I love- |
|
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie, quickly moving through the crowd. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Michael, with Judith in the background. Julie grabs him by
the arm and pulls him away. |
|
|
MICHAEL
Julie? Where have you been? I've
been looking all over for you. |
|
|
|
JULIE
We have to leave. Now. |
|
|
|
|
Julie stops. She looks up at him, her eyes completely
innocent. |
|
|
JULIE
I just don't want to be here,
okay? |
|
|
Michael nods, understanding. |
|
66.
|
|
MICHAEL
Right. You want me to take you
home? |
|
|
|
|
|
MICHAEL
I'll get my coat. |
|
|
|
|
|
EXT. LANGDON HIGH SCHOOL - NIGHT |
|
Julie and Michael walk back to Julie's car.
Michael looks concerned, but he doesn't do anything about
it.
Julie is walking a little faster than he is. They get in the
car. |
|
|
|
|
EXT. JULIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT |
|
The car pulls up out front of Julie's house. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie and Michael, inside the car. Julie smiles. |
|
|
JULIE
I had a really good time tonight. |
|
|
|
MICHAEL
I'm really glad to hear that. |
|
|
He leans in to kiss her, and she doesn't fight it.
The door opens and Julie gets out. She begins to walk back
to the house.
Michael exits the car a moment later. |
|
67.
|
|
MICHAEL
Let me walk you to your door. |
|
|
|
|
They walk synchronized until they reach the door. Julie's
hand hovers above the knob for a moment. |
|
|
JULIE
My parents are out of town. Would
you like to come in? |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
INT. JULIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT |
|
Michael and Julie enter the house, Julie turns the lights on
after a moment. |
|
|
|
|
|
She leads him to the stairway. He pauses at the basement
door. |
|
|
MICHAEL
What's down here? |
|
|
|
JULIE
Nothing! I mean, nothing. That's
just the basement. |
|
|
He nods and follows her upstairs. |
|
68.
|
|
|
|
INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT |
|
Julie scans the room to make sure it's clear. It is, she
leads Michael inside. Then she kisses him. |
|
He pushes her away. |
|
|
MICHAEL
Julie, are you sure about this? |
|
|
|
JULIE
I already told you I was. |
|
|
|
MICHAEL
It's just... this is a big thing. |
|
|
|
JULIE
(playfully)
I bet you say that to all the
girls |
|
|
|
MICHAEL
What's happened to you? |
|
|
|
JULIE
(moving away)
What are you talking about? |
|
|
|
MICHAEL
You're just... different, lately.
I like it. |
|
|
She smiles and they kiss. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Their embrace as they fall down onto Julie's bed. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Julie, laying on top of him, their eyes locked. |
|
69.
|
|
|
|
|
They kiss once more, long and passionate. The kisssing
obviously turns into more as we fade into a montage of
lovemaking.
Their sweating bodies joined, we don't really see too many
of the details but the passion is obvious. Writhing,
grinding. This is clearly two people making love rather than
just having sex. |
|
|
|
Michael, waking up in bed. Some times has evidently passed,
Julie is not beside him. |
|
|
|
There is no answer. |
|
|
|
|
INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT |
|
Julie is lying on the floor in the fetal position, crying. |
|
|
|
|
INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT |
|
Michael puts the rest of his clothes on and steps toward the
bathroom door. |
|
|
MICHAEL
Julie? You in there? |
|
|
|
JULIE (os)
You should go. |
|
|
70.
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT |
|
Julie is bawling now. And cutting herself. |
|
|
|
ACT III |
|
|
EXT. LANGDON HIGH SCHOOL - DAY |
|
Michael walks across campus. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Laurie, watching Michael intently. She begins to approach
him. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie, who is also making her way over toward Michael. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Laurie, stopped by Judith. |
|
|
|
|
JUDITH
(surprised)
You didn't hear? |
|
|
|
|
71.
|
|
JUDITH
Sam Damon and Tommy Doyle were
killed last night! |
|
|
|
|
|
JUDITH
Yeah. Fucking mutilated. |
|
|
|
LAURIE
Do they know who did it? |
|
|
Judith shakes her head. |
|
|
JUDITH
They're clueless. No one's seen
Dean either. |
|
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Michael and Julie, meeting up. |
|
|
|
|
|
|
MICHAEL
So, um, how was the rest of your
night? You, uh, get to sleep okay? |
|
|
|
JULIE
Yeah... it was... it was... yeah. |
|
|
|
|
|
|
|
MICHAEL
About the same, actually. |
|
|
72.
|
|
JULIE
I see. Look, last night. |
|
|
|
MICHAEL
Don't worry about it. I'll see you
in Mr. Gordon's class, okay? |
|
|
|
|
She walks away, they both go in separate directions.
As Julie walks, we see Laurie and Judith in the background. |
|
|
|
|
JUDITH
How what? How were they killed? |
|
|
|
LAURIE
No. No, fuck that... |
|
|
Laurie sighs, looking down. |
|
|
LAURIE
(softly)
How can he prefer her to me? |
|
|
Julie stops to look at her as she walks by. |
|
|
LAURIE
See something funny, cunt? |
|
|
Judith looks at her friend, shocked.
Julie walks away. |
|
|
|
|
INT. CLASSROOM - DAY |
|
Mr. Gordon sits at the front of his class. The students are
all studying in their Alice and Wonderland books. |
|
73.
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Laurie, leaning over to whisper something into Judith's ear.
Judith laughs. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie, who turns to stare at them.
They look back at her and laugh again. |
|
|
|
|
INT. HALLWAY - DAY |
|
Judith stands outside the gym, dressed in her workout
clothes. |
|
JULIE POV |
|
We approach Judith, who looks up to see us. |
|
|
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Julie, who says nothing, just stares. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Judith. She looks up, worried. |
|
|
JUDITH
Julie, are you okay? |
|
|
Julie continues to stare. |
|
|
|
Julie snaps out of it, smiling. |
|
74.
|
|
JULIE
Oh, yeah. I'm fine. You? |
|
|
Judith shrugs. |
|
|
JUDITH
I'm okay. Little scared. |
|
|
|
JULIE
(confused)
Why is that? |
|
|
|
JUDITH
Who wouldn't be? After what
happened last night? They haven't
caught the killer yet. |
|
|
|
JULIE
Oh, right. The murders. |
|
|
|
JUDITH
Terrible, isn't it? |
|
|
|
JULIE
I know. Tragic. Sam, Tommy,
Lynda... |
|
|
|
|
|
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Judith, eyes wide as she comes to some sort of realization. |
|
|
JUDITH
(softly)
I... I didn't say anything about
Lynda. |
|
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Julie, looking at Judith with the eyes of killer. |
|
75.
|
|
|
|
JULIE
(flatly)
Come with me into the ladies'
room. We need to talk. |
|
|
|
|
Julie lashes out and grabs Judith by the throat. She quickly
looks around to make sure that no one is nearby.
Then, she hauls Judith into the bathroom. There is Caution
tape across the door of the men's room. |
|
|
|
|
INT. LADIES' ROOM - DAY |
|
Julie hauls Judith in through the door, slamming it behind
them. |
|
|
JULIE
I'm sorry about this. I really am. |
|
|
She slams Judith's head into the floor. A Beat. Then, she
does it again. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Judith's horrified face. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Julie's determined eyes. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie, pulling a knife out of her back pocket. |
|
CLOSE ON |
|
Judith's widening eyes. |
|
76.
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie, sitting on Judith's chest. |
|
|
JULIE
Shh. It's okay. I crushed your
windpipe. Now you won't tell
anyone, will you. |
|
|
Judith frantically shakes her head. |
|
|
JULIE
That's a good girl. |
|
|
She stabs Judith in the chest, and the victim arches her
back in pain. |
|
ANGLE ON |
|
Julie's emotionless face. |
|
|
JULIE
I didn't want it to be you. I'm
sorry. |
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She breaks Judith's neck, then bends down and kisses her
forehead.
Slowly, Julie rises off of Judith and leaves. |
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EXT. LANGDON HIGH SCHOOL - DAY |
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Out back behind the school, Julie puts a Judith sized bag in
the back of her car. |
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INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT |
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Julie sits on her bed, looking at the remnants of her teddy
bear. She sits up to approach it, ready for more torture. |
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77.
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She stops. |
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ANGLE ON |
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The yearbook on her floor. Julie bends down to pick it up. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, opening up the yearbook to look inside. |
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CLOSE ON |
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The yearbook page. Specifically, the smiling portrait of
MICHAEL. |
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CLOSE ON |
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Julie, smiling sweetly as she looks down at his portrait. |
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EXT. LANGDON HIGH SCHOOL - DAY |
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Julie steps off the sidewalk and onto the campus. She starts
walking toward the main entrance. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Michael, seeing Julie, and smiling.
Julie sees him too. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Laurie, watching them both. She rushes at Michael.
Michael tries to ignore her as she approaches, but realizes
that that is impossible. |
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LAURIE
No, look. I don't think I'm making
myself clear. |
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78.
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She brings him in for a long, passionate kiss. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, who turns to see Laurie and Michael kissing. Her eyes
go wide and she walks away, furious. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Laurie and Michael. He pushes her off of him. |
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MICHAEL
Dammit, Laurie. I don't like you.
Can I make that anymore clear? Not
you. Not at all. |
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Laurie looks furious, nearly ready to kill. |
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She walks off.
Michael turns to find Julie. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, hurrying into the building. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Michael, burying his face in his hands. |
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INT. HALLWAY - DAY |
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Julie stands against the wall, almost in tears. She turns to
look at something. |
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79.
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CLOSE ON |
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Laurie, talking with a group of friends. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, watching Laurie with pure hatred in her eyes. |
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INT. HALLWAY - DAY |
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The door to Mr. Gordon's class swings open. The students all
leave, Julie is one of the first out. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Michael, watching Julie walk down the hallway. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, stopping and turning back. she walks down the hallway
toward us. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Michael and Julie, meeting up in the halls. Michael smiles. |
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MICHAEL
I was worried you were never going
to speak to me again. Look, what
happened earlier... |
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JULIE
Let's just... can we skip that? I
just need to talk to you. Could
you come to my house later? |
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MICHAEL
Sure, of course I can. Whatever
you need, I'm there for you. |
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JULIE
Okay, then. Let's say my place,
around six? |
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80.
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Michael nods and Julie walks away. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Laurie, standing outside of one of the classrooms, alone.
She looks around, neither Lynda or Judith is anywhere to be
seen. |
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LAURIE
Where the fuck are they? |
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She sighs and walks down the hallway to her locker. |
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ANGLE ON |
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A note sticking out of her locker. |
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CLOSE ON |
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A note sticking to her locker.
CLOSE ON
The note. It reads
:
LAURIE,
SORRY I MISSED THE LAST FEW DAYS. GOT SICK.
LISTEN, I'VE GOT THE PERFECT WAY TO GET BACK AT THAT
BITCH, JULIE. COME TO MY HOUSE TONIGHT AT AROUND 5:30.
LYNDA
Laurie smiles, folds up the note and sticks it in her
pocket. She walks away. |
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EXT. LYNDA'S HOUSE - DAY |
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A shiny, red sportscar pulls up to the house. Laurie steps
out. |
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81.
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CLOSE ON |
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Laurie, smiling. |
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INT. LYNDA'S HOUSE - DAY |
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Laurie enters through the front door. |
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LAURIE
Lynda? Where the hell have you
been? |
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There is no answer. |
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Julie appears from out of the kitchen. |
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Laurie looks shocked. |
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LAURIE
You? What the hell are you doing
here? Christ, Lynda's not on your
side too, is she? |
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Julie smiles. |
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JULIE
Actually, Lynda and I are great
friends. |
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Laurie sighs, her frustration driving her close to tears. |
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LAURIE
I just don't believe it. |
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82.
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JULIE
You don't have to believe
anything, Laurie. You just have to
die. |
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Long, long pause. Laurie's face grows more and more
confused. |
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Beat. Laurie turns to make a run for the door. Julie is on
her a moment later, CATCHING her right before she reaches
the door.
Laurie tries to SCREAM, but Julie's hand wraps tight around
her mouth. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, THROWING Laurie to the floor. She looks down at the
victim, tilting her head to one side. Beat. She stares at
Laurie. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Laurie, horrified, trying to crawl away. |
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LAURIE
Please... please, don't do this.
I'm sorry. I'm so sorry... |
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CLOSE ON |
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Julie, stalking toward her. |
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JULIE
I want you to think. Can you do
that for me? Can you think for me,
Laurie? I want you to think about
every time you ever called me a
bitch. Every time you ever laughed
at me. Every snicker, every prank,
every potential friend I could
have had that you stole from me by
telling them I was a goddamn
plague. Everything. Think about
(MORE)
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83.
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JULIE (cont'd)
it, Laurie, and ask yourself just
how sorry you really are. |
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Laurie jumps to her feet and runs into the kitchen. |
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JULIE
You're not going anywhere. |
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INT. KITCHEN - DAY |
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Laurie runs into the kitchen, searching around for a weapon.
Instead, something else catches her eye immediately. |
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ANGLE ON |
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A woman, DEAD, a knife through her MOUTH, pinning her to the
kitchen counter.
LYNDA'S MOTHER. |
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CLOSE ON |
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Laurie. she SCREAMS. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, appearing behind her. |
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JULIE
Oh, her. I couldn't risk it.
Eventually, she would have
realized Lynda wasn't out
rebelling with her abusive
douchebag boyfriend. And while he
might have been a good fall guy, I
just couldn't risk her finding
out. It's a shame. She was nice to
me. Even when her daughter was
being a bitch, dear old mom would
bake me cookies. |
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Laurie just stares at her, empty-eyed. |
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84.
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CLOSE ON |
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Julie, she gives a small laugh. |
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JULIE
I'm sorry. God, I keep blabbering
on and on. Did you have anything
you wanted to add to the
conversation? I mean, I'm not
remotely through with you. So you
might as well take your time. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Laurie, pressed up against the counter, shaking. |
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Beat. She PULLS the knife from the mother's mouth and THROWS
it at Julie. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, CATCHING the knife and THROWING it right back. |
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CLOSE ON |
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Laurie, jolting back. |
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PULL BACK |
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To see the knife EMBEDDED in her shoulder.
Laurie lets out a small cry. It's all she has left. |
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JULIE
(laughs)
Oh my God. Wow. I didn't even know
I could do that. I'm exactly like
a fucking superhero. |
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85.
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She walks over to Laurie and PULLS out the knife. Laurie
SCREAMS in agony. |
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JULIE
Well, maybe not exactly. |
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Laurie falls to the floor. |
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Julie kneels down and wipes the tear from her eye. |
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JULIE
Poor thing. Take it easy on the
serious questions, though. We've
still got so much left to do. But
not here. Hey, Laurie. Wanna come
over? |
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CLOSE ON |
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Julie, smiling wide. |
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EXT. LYNDA'S HOUSE - DAY |
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Julie pulls Laurie's unconscious body out through the back
door. |
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EXT. JULIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT |
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Michael's car pulls up in front of Laurie's. He notices that
Laurie's car is next door.
Still, he gets up and runs to the door. |
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86.
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INT. JULIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT |
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Michael enters hesitantly through the front door. |
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MICHAEL
Julie? You here? Listen, I saw
your car outside, thought I'd come
in. Anybody home? |
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He takes a few more steps inside. |
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INT. BASEMENT - NIGHT |
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We see Julie in her leather apron, hovering over Laurie's
near dead body.
Upstairs, we can hear Michael moving around.
Julie looks up, then back down to Laurie. She sticks her
knife in Laurie's shoulder for safe keeping and steps back. |
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INT. JULIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT |
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The basement door opens. Michael turns around and sees Julie
in the open doorway.
She is covered in blood and still wearing her "work apron".
Michael looks horrified. |
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MICHAEL
Christ, Julie... are you okay? |
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JULIE
Oh. Yeah. I was just working. |
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87.
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JULIE
Yeah. In the basement. You wanna
see? |
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She starts descending the stairs, then beckons for him to
follow.
Michael does so. |
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INT. BASEMENT - NIGHT |
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Julie walks down the creaky stairs with Michael in tow.
They step down onto the cold, concrete floor. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Laurie, barely alive. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Michael, he gasps. |
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JULIE
(blankly)
Not exactly. |
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She hits him on the back of the head with the handle of her
knife. |
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88.
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INT. BASEMENT - NIGHT |
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Laurie and Michael are both tied to their chairs.
Julie paces back and forth in front of them. |
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JULIE
Hello. I'm glad we have this
chance to talk, all together. |
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She looks directly at Michael. |
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JULIE
I thought we had something. You
told me I was special. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Laurie, coughing. |
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She spits out some blood and looks up at Julie, drowsily. |
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LAURIE
...like... he'd ever notice me. |
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Julie pauses, raising an eyebrow. |
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JULIE
What are you talking about? |
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LAURIE
It w-was always you... pyschotic
bitch. |
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MICHAEL
(whispering)
I love you, Julie. |
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Julie stops. She looks down at the knife in her hand.
Glistening, heavy. Beat. She looks back up to the two of
them. Slowly, she shakes her head. |
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89.
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ANGLE ON |
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The dead bodies of Judith and Lynda. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Laurie and Michael. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, confused. |
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JULIE
It's not supposed to be like this.
You aren't supposed to love me.
Why do you have to like me? |
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No answers from either one. |
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JULIE
Too late now. Too late to turn
back. |
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She steps toward them, fondling her gleaming knife. |
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JULIE
Too late for friends. Too late for
enemies. |
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ANGLE ON |
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The knife. |
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She steps toward Michael. Her finger traces the blade of her
knife, slicing herself, but she doesn't notice. |
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MICHAEL
Julie... please... I love you. I
would never... do anything... to
hurt you... why? |
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90.
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ANGLE ON |
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Laurie, who can make no such claims.
Julie looks at her. |
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JULIE
Bad meat's practice. |
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She turns to Michael. |
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She looks down to her knife. |
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CLOSE ON |
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Her reflection, gleaming in the blade. Shiny. Beat. She
SMILES. |
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INT. CLASSROOM - DAY |
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Julie sits in class, perfectly happy. She is still holding a
smile, though subtle and quaint. Natural. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Mr. Gordon, glaring at her. |
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ANGLE ON |
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the three empty seats of Laurie, Judith and Lynda. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Michael's empty desk. |
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MOVE IN ON |
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The desk. We can see that he has carved "MICHAEL + JULIE"
into the wood. |
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91.
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ANGLE ON |
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Julie, still smiling, looking down to her notebook.
She closes it. |
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EXT. JULIE'S HOUSE - DAY |
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Julie walks up to her house, whistling, holding her
schoolbooks under her arm. The door is open. |
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ANGLE ON |
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Another car in the driveway. |
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CLOSE ON |
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Julie. Her eyes go WIDE. |
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INT. JULIE'S HOUSE - DAY |
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Julie cautiously steps inside the house. |
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No answer. She takes another step. |
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ANGLE ON |
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The basement door, wide open. |
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92.
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INT. BASEMENT - DAY |
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Julie descends the dark stairway. |
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ANGLE ON |
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The dead bodies of Michael and Laurie, from behind, as a
woman in her forties (JULIE'S MOTHER) stares in absolute
terror. |
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CLOSE ON |
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Julie's mother as she turns to face her daughter, mouth open
in horror and disgust. |
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CLOSE ON |
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Julie, looking on in guilt and nervousness. |
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FADE OUT. |
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Feedback |
From Toni Coots |
Date 7/14/2009 |
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I loved it,, you have a wonderful talent...
Keep up the good work!! |
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