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The Squealers
by Sarah Wiley (Sarahwiley6@gmail.com)

Rated: PG-13   Genre: Comedy   User Review:
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Short-excerpt.A serial killer truck driver crosses the country leaving a trail in his wake


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FADE IN:

EXT. RURAL US HIGHWAY - DAY
                                                            
Rug biffons, a good looking middle aged trucker with a
paunch drives down the highway in his semi smirking to
himself. Jonny Cash's Cocaine blues plays
                                                            
 
EXT. INTERCUT,SQUEALERS TRUCKSTOP PARKING LOT - DAY
                                                            
Bobby a fairly pretty young woman tries to park as, Carlos a
creepy middle aged Lot lizard watches from the corner
                                                            
Bobbi Brakes loudly and tries to park between two cars
unsuccessfully after several attempts
                                                            
                       CARLOS
      (Cat calling)
Come on chica, you can do it!
                                                            
Bobbi gives up and peels out of the parking lot
loudly,Cutting off Rug Biffons Semi in the process.
                                                            
                       CARLOS
      (to himself)
Cool. I like that...
                                                            
 
INT. SQUEALERS CROWDED TRUCKSTOP BAR - DAY
                                                            
Carlos sits down at his table. A hot waitress walks by
dropping off coffee. Carlos eyes richard, a guy with wavy
long hair, looks like he plays in a styx cover band, walking
by.
                                                            
                       CARLOS
      (to himself)
what a cocksucker
                                                            
Bobbi walks in obviously on the prowl and makes a beeline
for the bar. Carlos eyes her greedily.
                                                            
                       CARLOS
      (to himself)
Oh my goody!, Looks like I'm
gettin a good bone.
                                                            
Carlos watches Bobbi drink a couple pints in rapid
succession as Slithers:the tall wispy bartender with large
glossy eyes. Pours her beer after beer without blinking.
                                                            

2.

                       SLITHERS
      (to Bobbi)
If you stare at the sun long
enough you can see angels.
                                                            
                       BOBBI
      (gasps in suprise)
                                                            
Bobbi eyes her steadily emptying pint
                                                            
                       BOBBI
      (to slithers)
Just bleed that tap dry son
                                                            
CARLOS CHUCKLING CREEPILY TO HIMSELF WATCHES BOBBI DRINK
                                                            
Carlos walks up to the bar attempting to be nonchalant.
                                                            
                       CARLOS
      (to Bobbi)
Whats your poison?
                                                            
bobbi avoids eyecontact and stares into the bottom of her
glass
                                                            
                       BOBBI
      (eyes widening)
whats yours?
                                                            
                       CARLOS
Touche
                                                            
Carlos casts about for something to say
                                                            
                       CARLOS
      (bragging)
my mom called and she said I can
do what ever I want!
                                                            
                       BOBBI
      (looking over her
       glass)
I'm surprised you got the night
off
                                                            
bobby taps her glass on the bar to get Slithers attention
                                                            
                       BOBBI
      (loudly)
another beer let it bleed son!
                                                            

3.

                       CARLOS
      (leaning
       comfortably
       towards Bobbi)
you know what. I think i'll drink
from the same well as you
                                                            
                       BOBBI
      (tapping her glass
       on the bar)
another for the boy!
                                                            
Slithers grabs pint glasses and pours beer without moving
anything but his arms. he blinks loudly and sets the beers
in front of them
                                                            
                       SLITHERS
      (smiles)
I'm glad you guys are easy
                                                            
bobbi and carlos stare disgusted at slithers creepy smile
                                                            
                       CARLOS
      (turning to Bobbi)
so anyway i have a cat
                                                            
                       BOBBI
Whoa whoa whoa. Buy me a drink
first I'm not ready to hear about
your domestics!
                                                            
                       CARLOS
      (looks Bobbi over)
Easy Rider
                                                            
                       BOBBI
      (looking at the
       door)
easy cowgirl...
                                                            
Bobbi stares past Carlos at Rug Biffons Entering the smokey
bar, It is now starting to get dark out. Carlos gets itchy
and leaves the bar. Bobbi doesn't seem to notice.
                                                            
Rug walks up to the bar and takes Carlos' seat
                                                            
                       BOBBI
      (swirling her beer)
i'm sooo wasted
                                                            
Rug smiles comfortably to himself
                                                            
                                         CUT TO
                                                            
 

4.

EXT. CENTRAL PARK - EVENING
                                                            
Deejay Soulstice an out of shape amateur deejay jogs slowly
through the park obviously struggling to keep going.
                                                            
BeeJay an aging clubber rides up on his bicycle eyeing
Deejay the entire time.
                                                            
                       DEEJAY
      (to himself)
Why do I always do this... I
always do this I always do this I
always...
                                                            
                       DEEJAY
      (noticing beejay)
BEEJAY!
                                                            
Beejay hits the brakes on his tricked out cruiser
                                                            
                       BEEJAY
Hey bitch ass get out of my park
                                                            
                       DEEJAY
Since when is this your park penis
pump?
                                                            
                       BEEJAY
      (ignoring Deejays
       Comment)
this is going to be the longest
night of your life get on the
handle bars its doable.
                                                            
                       DEEJAY
      (apprehensive)
can I just cling to your back?
                                                            
                       BEEJAY
      (losing patience)
just get on the handlebars you'll
know if we hit a bump, Your balls
will be in your throat I know
because the other day I hit a
pothole and my balls were in my
throat
                                                            
Deejay rolls his eyes and sits on the handle bars, Beejay
struggles to kick off under Deejays weight he finally gains
a little momentum and starts peddling unsteadily down the
path.

A mother and her young child jump out of the way wide eyed
                                                            

5.

                       BEEJAY
      (to the mother)
hey mommacita!
                                                            


FADE OUT.


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