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== ACT ONE == | == ACT ONE == | ||
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+ | INTERSTATE 35. PRESENT DAY <br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | Music: Blue Öyster Cult – Fire of Unknown Origin <br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | The Impala cruises past ''Big Texas Towing and Salvage'' yard.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | DEAN is driving. He looks over and sees SAM sleeping with his mouth open. He feels around for someting, then gently places a plastic spoon in SAM'S mouth. Grinning, he flips open his phone and takes a photo, then turns the music up loud.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | DEAN<br> | ||
+ | (Singing) Fire...of unknown origins...took my baby away!<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | SAM jerks up, realising something is in his mouth, panics and waves his arms as he spits it out. DEAN air drums along to the song on the steering wheel, then looks over, grinning as SAM wipes his mouth and turns down the music.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | SAM<br> | ||
+ | Ha ha, very funny.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | DEAN<br> | ||
+ | heh heh heh. Sorry, not a lot of scenery here in East Texas, kinda gotta make your own.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | SAM<br> | ||
+ | Man we're not kids anymore Dean. We're not going to start that cap up again.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | DEAN | ||
+ | Start what up?<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | SAM<br> | ||
+ | That prank stuff. It's stupid, and it always escalates. <br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | DEAN<br> | ||
+ | What's the matter Sammy, scared you're going to get a little Nair in your shampoo again huh?<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | SAM<br> | ||
+ | All right, just remember you started it.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | DEAN<br> | ||
+ | Ah ha, bring it on baldy.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | SAM<br> | ||
+ | Where are we anyway.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | DEAN<br> | ||
+ | A few hours outside of Richardson. Gimme the low down again?<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | SAM<br> | ||
+ | (grabbing some paper) All right, about a month or two ago this group os kids goes poking around in this local haunted house.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | DEAN<br> | ||
+ | Haunted by what?<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | SAM<br> | ||
+ | Apparently, a misongynistic spirit. Legend goes, it takes girls and strings them up in the rafters. Anyway this group of kids see this dead girl hanging in the cellar.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | DEAN<br> | ||
+ | Anybody ID the corpse?<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | SAM<br> | ||
+ | Well, that's the thing. By the time the cops got there the body was gone. So cops are saying the kids were just yanking chains.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | DEAN<br> | ||
+ | Maye the cops are right?<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | SAM<br> | ||
+ | Maybe, but I read a couple of the kids first hand accounts. They seemed pretty sincere.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | DEAN<br> | ||
+ | Where did you read these accounts?<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | SAM<br> | ||
+ | (A little embarrased) Well, I knew we were going to be passing through Texas. So last night, I surfed some local paranormal websites. And I found one | ||
+ | |||
+ | DEAN<br> | ||
+ | And what's it called.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | SAM<br> | ||
+ | Hell hounds lair.com<br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | DEAN<br> | ||
+ | Let me guess, streaming live out of Mom's basement.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | SAM<br> | ||
+ | (Grinning) Yeah, probably.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | DEAN<br> | ||
+ | Yeah. Most of those websites wouldn't know a ghost if it bit 'em in the persqueeter. <br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | SAM<br> | ||
+ | Look. We let Dad take off. Which was a mistake, by the way. And now we don't know where the hell he is and in the meantime we gotta find ourselves something to hunt. There's no harm in checking this out.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | DEAN<br> | ||
+ | All right. So where do we find these kids?<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | SAM<br> | ||
+ | Same place you always find kids in a town like this.<br><br> | ||
+ | ...............................<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | EXTERIOR. NIGHT. FAST FOOD OUTLET 'RODEO DRIVE'.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | The Impala pulls up.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | MUSIC:Blue Öyster Cult – Burnin' for You .<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | Snippets of people talking.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GUY 1<br> | ||
+ | (At outside table) It was the scariest thing I ever saw in my life, I swear to God.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GUY 2<br> | ||
+ | (through the serving hatch) From the moment we walked in the walls were painted black.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GUY 1<br> | ||
+ | Red.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GIRL<br> | ||
+ | (at inside table) I think it was blood | ||
+ | |||
+ | GUY 1<br> | ||
+ | All these freaky symbols.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GUY 2 | ||
+ | Crosses and stars and...<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GUY 1<br> | ||
+ | Pentagons.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GUY 2<br> | ||
+ | Pentacostals.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GIRL<br> | ||
+ | Whatever, I had my eyes closed the whole time.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GUY 1<br> | ||
+ | But I can damn sure tell you this much. No matter what anyone says... <br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GIRL<br> | ||
+ | That poor girl.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GUY 2<br> | ||
+ | With the black..<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GUY 1<br> | ||
+ | Blonde...<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GIRL<br> | ||
+ | Red hair, just hanging there.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GUY 1<br> | ||
+ | Kicking!<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GUY 2<br> | ||
+ | Without even moving!<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GIRL<br> | ||
+ | She was real.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GUY 1<br> | ||
+ | One hundred percent.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | GUY 2<br> | ||
+ | And kinda hot. Well you know in a dead sort of way.<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | DEAN<br> | ||
+ | (lookng at SAM with eyes raised) Ok!<br><br> | ||
+ | |||
+ | SAM<br> | ||
+ | And....how'd you find out about this place anyway? | ||
+ | |||
+ | All THREE SITTING TOGETHER NOW<br> | ||
+ | Craig took us.<br><br> |
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TEASER
RICHARDSON, TEXAS. TWO MONTHS AGO.
NIGHT.
Three guys, one holding a torch, and a girl, walk along a muddy path.
GUY 1
Come on man, is it much further? I'm cold.
GUY WITH TORCH
It should be just up here.
A deserted cabin comes into focus through the mist.
GIRL
Whoa.
GUY WITH TORCH
There we go.
GUY 2
How'd you find this place anyway Thirston?
THIRSTON (guy with torch)
My cousin told me about it.
GIRL
I am so not going in there.
THIRSTON
Wuss'. We came allthe way out here may as well check it out.
GUY 1
Let's just hurry this up and get back to the car all right? It's friggin cold out here.
GUY 1 and THIRSTON move ahead.
GUY 2
(To girl) Want me to hold your hand?
Girl thinks about it then takes his hand.
GUY 2
Is there...anything else I can hold?
GIRL
(Hitting him) Loser.
GUY 2
(Laughing) Come on!
Inside the torchlight reflect walls covered in weird symbols.
THIRSTON
No way. Look at this stuff.....Come on. It's this way.
They move into another room.
THIRSTON
They say that it lives in the root cellar. It goes after girls. Always girls. It just, strongs them up.
GUY 1
They say? Who's they, where'd you hear this crap?
THIRSTON
I told you, my cousin.
GUY 1
And where'd she hear it?
THIRSTON
I don't know. She heard it.
GUY 1
(Smirking) Whatever. Gimme that thing. (He grabs the torch)
He opens the door to the basement and goes downstairs. The others follow more slowly.
GUY 1
Oh look. It's the evil root cellar. You know where Satan can's all his vegetables. Come on, get your candy ass' down here and see for yourselves. It's just a basement full of skank-filled jars in some crap farmouse. I don't see anything scary. Do you?
The others join him and look around. The freeze, looking over his shoulder, terrified.
GUY 1
What? what is is?
He slowly turns around. A girl hangs from the rafters. He screams.
END TEASER
ACT ONE
INTERSTATE 35. PRESENT DAY
Music: Blue Öyster Cult – Fire of Unknown Origin
The Impala cruises past Big Texas Towing and Salvage yard.
DEAN is driving. He looks over and sees SAM sleeping with his mouth open. He feels around for someting, then gently places a plastic spoon in SAM'S mouth. Grinning, he flips open his phone and takes a photo, then turns the music up loud.
DEAN
(Singing) Fire...of unknown origins...took my baby away!
SAM jerks up, realising something is in his mouth, panics and waves his arms as he spits it out. DEAN air drums along to the song on the steering wheel, then looks over, grinning as SAM wipes his mouth and turns down the music.
SAM
Ha ha, very funny.
DEAN
heh heh heh. Sorry, not a lot of scenery here in East Texas, kinda gotta make your own.
SAM
Man we're not kids anymore Dean. We're not going to start that cap up again.
DEAN
Start what up?
SAM
That prank stuff. It's stupid, and it always escalates.
DEAN
What's the matter Sammy, scared you're going to get a little Nair in your shampoo again huh?
SAM
All right, just remember you started it.
DEAN
Ah ha, bring it on baldy.
SAM
Where are we anyway.
DEAN
A few hours outside of Richardson. Gimme the low down again?
SAM
(grabbing some paper) All right, about a month or two ago this group os kids goes poking around in this local haunted house.
DEAN
Haunted by what?
SAM
Apparently, a misongynistic spirit. Legend goes, it takes girls and strings them up in the rafters. Anyway this group of kids see this dead girl hanging in the cellar.
DEAN
Anybody ID the corpse?
SAM
Well, that's the thing. By the time the cops got there the body was gone. So cops are saying the kids were just yanking chains.
DEAN
Maye the cops are right?
SAM
Maybe, but I read a couple of the kids first hand accounts. They seemed pretty sincere.
DEAN
Where did you read these accounts?
SAM
(A little embarrased) Well, I knew we were going to be passing through Texas. So last night, I surfed some local paranormal websites. And I found one
DEAN
And what's it called.
SAM
Hell hounds lair.com
DEAN
Let me guess, streaming live out of Mom's basement.
SAM
(Grinning) Yeah, probably.
DEAN
Yeah. Most of those websites wouldn't know a ghost if it bit 'em in the persqueeter.
SAM
Look. We let Dad take off. Which was a mistake, by the way. And now we don't know where the hell he is and in the meantime we gotta find ourselves something to hunt. There's no harm in checking this out.
DEAN
All right. So where do we find these kids?
SAM
Same place you always find kids in a town like this.
...............................
EXTERIOR. NIGHT. FAST FOOD OUTLET 'RODEO DRIVE'.
The Impala pulls up.
MUSIC:Blue Öyster Cult – Burnin' for You .
Snippets of people talking.
GUY 1
(At outside table) It was the scariest thing I ever saw in my life, I swear to God.
GUY 2
(through the serving hatch) From the moment we walked in the walls were painted black.
GUY 1
Red.
GIRL
(at inside table) I think it was blood
GUY 1
All these freaky symbols.
GUY 2
Crosses and stars and...
GUY 1
Pentagons.
GUY 2
Pentacostals.
GIRL
Whatever, I had my eyes closed the whole time.
GUY 1
But I can damn sure tell you this much. No matter what anyone says...
GIRL
That poor girl.
GUY 2
With the black..
GUY 1
Blonde...
GIRL
Red hair, just hanging there.
GUY 1
Kicking!
GUY 2
Without even moving!
GIRL
She was real.
GUY 1
One hundred percent.
GUY 2
And kinda hot. Well you know in a dead sort of way.
DEAN
(lookng at SAM with eyes raised) Ok!
SAM
And....how'd you find out about this place anyway?
All THREE SITTING TOGETHER NOW
Craig took us.