Sheriff Leone
Where?
Detective Flanagan
I get to ask the questions.
Sheriff Leone
‘Den ask.
Detective Flanagan
What happened in ‘95?
Sheriff Leone
S’I killed her.
Detective Flanagan
Killed who?
Sheriff Leone
Body guard.
Detective Flanagan
Whose body guard?
Sheriff Leone
Da’ Mayor’s.
Detective Flanagan
Mayor of what town?
Sheriff Leone
S’wasn’t a town.
Flanagan puts out his cigarette and looks deeply into Leone’s eyes.
Detective Flanagan
Explain.
Sheriff Leone
Tis a long story.
Detective Flanagan looks over his shoulder: two forensics guys dick around a cut-up corpse.
"The Return" by Ennio Morricone, from the motion picture "Days of Heaven" (1978) starts.
Detective Flanagan
I have all the time.
CUT TO
EXT. MEXICO WHORE HOUSE- DAWN
GRAIN flies all over the screen. We’ve entered GRINDHOUSE mood at a Whore House. It flashes with red lights stringed across the roof and signs promising “Blueberry Pie Pussie”, among “Honey Flavored Pubes”. A tall and thin man stands in front of the building, with a long gray beard. He slams his red diamond cane on the floor and licks the blood off his fingers.
TITLE CARD- 1995
Sheriff Lone (VO)
S’I continue in Spanish?
Detective Flanagan (VO)
Yes.
Leone SPEAKS SPANISH, SUBTITLED INTO ENGLISH.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
If you acquired the right reports, then it said I killed one person. But in reality, I killed four.
The tall thin man in a Reservoir Dogs-like suit (black with a white undershirt and black tie) pulls a handgun from his right pocket and points it into the distance, still holding cane.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
‘The Mayor’ was what he was called, but what he was… a pimp. Deep in the bowls of Mexico he ruled, hundreds of families suffered because of him.
He fires at something, we follow the BULLET.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
My Mother worked for him for eight years.
The bullet zooms past two bone-thin children.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
But even at that, pay was weak. My two cousins, you could see their bones.
It ENDS. She falls to the ground dead, blood running from her head. Dust kicks up.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
He beat my Father to death with his fists, then shot my Mother in the back of the head.
The children fall to her side and cry.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
The exact exchange that lead to this is unclear, but what I’ve come to assume was that my Father had plans of saving my Mother from the whore house. The Mayor found out, killed my Father brutally and slowly: giving time for my Mother to escape, so she thought. Then he shot her.
RETURN TO THE MAYOR. He puffs at his newly lit cigar.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
These kind of things happened everyday for The Mayor. But no one ever tried to take him down, til that day.
The Mayor walks back into his whore house, slamming the door behind him. Someone walks in his place, a busty looking girl in nothing but a silk robe. She has a Marilyn Monroe look to her, except a lot tanner… and with a machine gun. She watches as the two children cry over the corpse of their aunt until Leone arrives. He’s shirtless and man he is ripped with muscles, tattoos that tell stories we’ll never hear about. Black tight pants with a utility belt of sorts, it’s dark green with three empty gun holsters and three empty knife pouches.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
“Macabre” was written on my belt.
CLOSE UP
Leone’s weapon-holding belt, Macabre is written on it.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
Given to me by my Aunt, before she was killed. I promised to keep it safe until one day her sons were old enough to seek revenge on her murderer. But that’s a different story.
Leone kneels down by his mother and does a “Hail Mary” then takes the handgun out of her purse and puts it one of his three gun holsters. He looks up at the Monroe.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
The bodyguard was first.
Leone makes a mad dash toward her, it takes a few moments before she realizes what exactly is going on and before she can pull her machine gun up LEONE FIRES FIVE ROUNDS into her breasts.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
The bitch was easy to take down.
She lays on the front porch, leaking blood everywhere. She coughs hard, Leone presses his boot heel on her throat, her pretty face starts to go red.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
The look in her eyes, I hated it.
Leone slams down on her throat, a BURST of WHITE BONE SPECS and SPECS OF BLOOD fly at the camera as she is decapitated. Leone shakes the pain off his foot.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
The calves of my feet hurt, in an indescribable way. But my heart felt good.
He bends down to her corpse, removing a small golden knife from her side and placing it into his knife pouch. Leone kicks the door DOWN, SMOKE begins to fly out on level with his knee.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
The Devil existed on Earth and he had a domain. I was entering it.
Leone enters.
INT. MEXICO WHORE HOUSE- LIVING ROOM
They place is deserted. Several colorful couches, a bar without a barman and a nice TV set up are there… but nothing else. Leone takes a few steps.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
It seemed that I was NOT alone.
The wall to the right EXPLODES, sending Leone onto one of the couches. He LEAPS UP and throws the SMALL GOLDEN KNIFE at whatever is there.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
Rock salt was in my chest.
Leone looks at the specs of torn flesh on his torso then continues his way through the broken wall.
INT. MEXICO WHORE HOUSE- LONG HALLWAY
Leone passes through the cardboard wall and sees his second victim, a skinny white teen in a leather jump suit, sawed-off shotgun laying past his head, small golden knife LOGGED INTO HIS NECK. Leone RIPS THE KNIFE from his neck, BLOOD PUSSES OUT onto LEONE’S FACE. The teen makes GULPING noises, like a fish out of water. Leone puts the knife into his one of knife pouches then takes the sawed-off shotgun and points it at the teen’s head.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
The little bastard was little. But he was a bastard, so it was right.
Leone pulls the trigger and the little bastard’s head BURSTS LIKE A WATERMELON. Leone adds the sawed-off shotgun to his belt.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
The hallway was filled with laughter and scent of filth.
He continues his way, getting close and closer to the door at the end.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
Something was in the air, my nostrils could taste it.
The door at the end KICKS DOWN and out comes a tall Chinese guy wielding a really big knife. Leone pulls out that small golden knife, wielding it as if it was a sword.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
When life throws a knife-fight at you…
The Chinese guy SCREAMS then CHARGES at Leone, who in the span it’d take for the Chinese guy to get to him puts up his small golden knife and pulls out the handgun and FIRES into the guy’s HEAD, BLOOD BLASTS out from the back.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
…shoot the fucker.
The Chinese guy falls to the ground right in front of him, Leone kneels down to take that wicked knife from him and puts it into his utility belt, which is starting to become more loaded.
CUT TO
INT. MEXICO WHORE HOUSE- THE MAIN ROOM
The room is darkly lighted. It’s hard to see what is in there, but we can see a throne-like chair with The Mayor sitting in it, lighting a cigar. He looks intensely at the door, anticipating something. PAN OUT to reveal that The Mayor is getting a blowjob from some whore. He laughs UNTIL THE DOOR BUSTS DOWN. They SPEAK SPANISH, SUBTITLED INTO ENGLISH.
Leone
Die mother fucker!
With his handgun, Leone FIRES INTO THE BACK OF THE WHORE’S HEAD, gore blasts in all directions and because of how things work, THE MAYOR’S BALLS ARE SHOT TO SHIT, leaving nothing but a mushy patch of flesh. The Mayor lays on the floor, crying, Leone JUMPS ON HIM, looking him DEAD IN THE EYES. Leone pulls out his large knife and puts it to The Mayor’s temple.
Leone
You killed my Father, my only Father that I LOVED.
Leone STABS The Mayor’s RIGHT EYE out. Blood SPLASHES into Leone’s face.
Leone
You killed my Mother, the only Mother that I LOVED.
Leone STABS The Mayor’s LEFT EYE out. Blood SPLASHES into Leone’s face.
Leone
The punishment that you deserve, and will receive, is worse then death.
Leone PUSHES THE KNIFE into The Mayor’s RIGHT LEG, nailing him down the floor. Leone stands up and looks at the man squirming in tears, a bloody mess. He begins to walk out but stops as his eyes catch something.
CLOSE UP
A knife that reads “VIVA LA MAYOR”. Leone’s bloody grabs it, and on his way out he takes the knife from The Mayor’s leg. With those two additions, his three knife pouches are full. Leone shuts the door behind him, SCREEN GOES BLACK.
Sheriff Leone (VO)
That’s what happened. Justice.
RETURN TO FLANAGAN AND LEONE.
Flanagan’s face slacks, astonished. Leone returns to ENGLISH.
Sheriff Leone
S’I let him leave.
Detective Flanagan
Th-thank you.
He stands up, shaking Leone’s hand one last time then starts to leave with a look of relief and disgust on his face. Sheriff Leone stands up and looks around at the torn-up Morgue, he examines some fine white ash on the floor.
Sheriff Leone
(Spanish)
I knew it.
CUT TO
INT. TRUCK STOP BATHROOM
Over the intercom they’re playing
“Shake, Shake Mama” by Bob Dylan. We follow a sloppy looking man in a trucker hat as he enters the restroom. First he looks at himself in the mirror, his unshaven face with bits of food in it. “Fuck it” is the look on his face, then he makes his way into the stall, letting loose the pink pistol to shoot at the porcelain firing range. So, the man takes his piss and damn does he enjoy it, making these noises like he’s climaxing. After a few minutes he zips up and leaves the stall to see another person in his company. At nearly 7 feet, with that appearance described so vividly by Gordon on the Fast Talking Eddie show, our truck stop attendee knows who this is and he looks like he’s just shit himself. Michael raises his large kitchen knife and slams into the man’s chest. The bright red liquid slashes about, some on Michael, some on the wall and some on the man’s face. Michael pulls his blade out and then raises it again, the man’s eyes become full with tears. Michael stabs downward into him again, and then again, and then again. After a fury of stabs the man has slouched down onto the floor covered in his own blood.
CLOSE UP
Car key ring, Michael’s big hands grab it.
CUT TO
EXT. TRUCK STOP
Michael climbs his big ass into the semi-truck and starts it up, oddly enough “Shake, Shake Mama” still plays on the radio as he begins to drive off. We follow the semi-truck for a few moments, it passes a road sign that reads “Haddonfield- 50 Miles Away”
CUT TO
EXT. HADDONFIELD THEATER- NIGHT
“Shake, Shake Mama” ends. We see our good friends, Robbie and Wesley leaving the Haddonfield Theater. Robbie snacks on some leftover popcorn.
Wesley
I mean, Pokemon can speak their own names.
Robbie
Granted.
Wesley
Well, I must assume that Pokemon can only make one noise, which is what scientists who discovered them probably named them after.
Robbie
Then why not name Cat’s “meows”?
Wesley
No fucking clue, anyways it’s not like Pokemon are making obscure noises like “meow” for example. Meow isn’t a clear word when made by Cats, it’s a noise that can be identified to that word.
Robbie
Like dogs and “whoof”.
Wesley
Exactly. But unlike “meows”, Pokemon are clearly speaking words, words without any possible meaning but words!
Robbie
It’s just a gimmick so children won’t have a hard time remembering their names.
Wesley
You don’t think I’d have ever think about that? Of course I fucking have, but that’s not the point of this examination. Now, in order to speak these non-sensical words Pokemon would have to have vocal chords of sorts, and if they had vocal chord then they could fluently speak if teached properly. So why not?
Robbie
Beats the hell out of me.
Wesley
Look at Team Rocket’s side-kick of a Pokemon, Meowath. He can actually speak insanely good English, so what gives? What makes him so fucking special?
Robbie
Just ‘cause they needed a smart-ass yet amusing character on the opponents’ side to give the young viewing audience laughs.
Wesley
Let’s be a bit more serious shall we?
Robbie
We’re discussing fucking Pokemon like it was written by Christopher Nolan man, lighten up.
Wesley
Whatever. Anyways, it’s clear that Meowath has been trained to speak, that’s the only real explanation, no?
Robbie
Tis.
Wesley
Then why not have the other Pokemon speak? You know why?
Robbie
Why?
Wesley
Because they probably have tried doing that! But with the ability to speak, Pokemon could protest their God-given rights NOT to beat the shit out of one another for human’s amusement. It’s understandable from a Pokemon perspective that humans are generally dicks for making them fight, they can’t understand the Pokemon, but once the Pokemon begin to speak then it adds a moral layer that the world has never seen before. Pokemon are an obvious interpretation of animals because in the Pokemon world there is no animals. Imagine if at a slaughter house, right before a cow was killed it said “Man, don’t fucking do this, I’ve got rights too”. You’d stop, wouldn’t ye?
Robbie
Yeah. I guess I would.
Wesley
You can’t just kill and eat something that you can have conversations with. It’s so weird but the power of communication could very well change that whole field.
Robbie
You have way too much time on your hands.
Wesley
Seriously, it’s fucking astonishing.
Robbie
Whatever party-monster.
Wesley stops. Robbie continues for a few steps before he realizes his friend is dead in his tracks. Robbie turns around.
Wesley
I’m NOT a monster.
Robbie
Okay, okay. I didn’t mean anything by it. I understand that you want to party, really bad.
Wesley cleans his sweaty brow, Nixon-style. They walk for a few feet in silence.
Wesley
Silverman twin’s party is tomorrow.
Robbie
That’s cool. Gonna try and talk to Laurie? That’s here name right?
Wesley
Yeah. Man, she’s really something. I mean, when we meet I feel like we really connected on a true level, you know?
Robbie
Yeah. I totally understand it. Like me and Julie.
Wesley
Yeah… you’ve never talked to her.
Robbie
Well, at the party I will. Hoping we can “hit it off”.
Wesley
What the hell does that mean?
Robbie
You now, have long conversations and totally connect.
Wesley
Connect your dick into her vagina?
Robbie
Uh…
Wesley
It’s a Silverman twin party! There’s bound to be fucking going on!
Robbie
Yeah, but not with us.
Wesley
Ew, you’re a cool guy but I don’t want to fu-
Robbie
I didn’t mean it like that jackass.
Wesley
But yeah, I think me and Laurie will “hit it off”, if you catch my drift.
Robbie
Wait… are we talking about Laurie Strode?
Wesley
Yeah… why?
Robbie has this embarrassed look on his face. Wesley’s eyes go wide.
Wesley
What the fuck do you know about her?
Robbie
She was involved with this series of murders.
Wesley
She fucking killed people?
Robbie
No, no! She was almost killed by this Michael Myers guy. Went through two different doctors or something.
Wesley
Oh shit.
Robbie
So, I guess mentally she isn’t all there.
Wesley
Is she like uber-paranoid?
Robbie
Doubt it.
Wesley
Thank god.
Robbie
Wh-why?
Wesley
It’s just…
Wesley looks at the ground, fishing for the right words.
Wesley
…it’d be terrible to be like that.
Robbie
Yeah. It would.
Ben
MOTHER FUCKERS!
They turn around to see the tall, handsome Ben. He wears greaser-style clothing (black leather jacket, blue jeans and a tight white tank-top with nice shoes), to the extent of slicked-back black hair. Ben is buff, but not Leone buff. He approaches are heroes with a drunk swagger.
Ben
Sup cunts?
Wesley
Who the fuck are you Big Ben?
Ben
I’m Ben.
Wesley
Oh, really? I was just calling you Big Ben in a mock-ish way, what a concidence!
Ben
My girlfriend, Jamie-
Robbie
Jamie Silverman?
Ben
That’s the bitch I’m dating!
Robbie
Okay…
Ben
You fuckers better not try and hit on her at the party or I will FUCK YOU UP!
Ben throws up in his mouth, holds it for a moment then just lets it go.
Wesley
What the shit!
Ben
I’m a fucking man with fucking muscles, given to me by God himself so I can FUCK YOU UP!
Ben throws up some more.
Robbie
He’s drunk as shit.
Wesley
Lets get the fuck out of her. This is getting pretty weird.
Robbie
Yeah.
Wesley and Robbie continue to talk off as Ben starts to roll around on the pavement.
Ben
FUCK DA PO-LICE!
CUT TO
INT. LEONE’S CAR
The badass in the leather trench coat smokes a large cigar and looks around the neighborhood he drives around, with eyes scanning in a very paranoid way. He stops in front of someone’s house, watching the front door.
CLOSE UP
The hand that holds the cigar, the hand with the large scar on it, that runs down his arm.
FLASH TO
EXT. MEXICO CAVE- NIGHT
In BLACK AND WHITE, we see a group of around four men and women fully naked, jumping around a fire chanting something. Leone lays in the sand, fully naked with his impressive piece in frame. A elderly woman comes forth with a large knife that has many markings on it, she whispers something into his ear then starts to CUT HIS ARM.
Return to the car. Leone feels his arm, it.
Sheriff Leone
He’s fucking close.
CUT TO
INT. ROBBIE’S CAR
Robbie drives as Wesley flips through an Empire issue. After a few moments, Wesley tosses it out of the window.
Robbie
Dude! What the fuck!
Wesley
It was a shit issue!
Robbie
That doesn’t mean you should fucking toss it!
Wesley
Relax man, nothing will happen.
Wesley looks out the window, watching the Empire issue blow in the wind until it SMACKS onto the front window of a semi-truck.
Wesley
Oh my god Robbie! You won’t believe this!
Robbie
Believe what?
Wesley watches as the semi truck DRIVES INTO A DITCH and does SEVERAL FLIPS. Wesley’s face is astonished.
Wesley
Fucking floor it!
Robbie
What? Why?
Wesley
Do it!
Robbie does as asked and kicks it into high-gear, Robbie looks in the rear-view mirror and begins to freak.
Robbie
Fucking shit.
Wesley
It’s totally cool, I’m sure that semi-truck didn’t even had a driver.
Robbie
What the fuck kind of logic is that?
Wesley
Miracle logic?
Robbie
Oh god. I hope he’s okay.
Wesley
What if it’s a she?
Robbie
DOES IT FUCKING MATTER!
CUT TO
EXT. DITCH- NIGHT
STEAM EMITS from the semi-truck’s engine. The door BUSTS OPEN, Michael climbs out. He begins to walk but stops then turns around, bending over to search the grass, after a few moments he pulls out what he came back for: the large knife. Myers picks it up and continues onward.
CUT TO
EXT. HOUSE
We follow Leone, who gets out of his car and walks up to someone’s front porch, he rings the doorbell and waits for a moment. Taking a few seconds to see if anyone’s watching, Leone rings it again.
Man (Off Screen)
Just a goddamn second!
The door SWINGS OPEN.
Sheriff Leone
Dr. Allen Gordon.
Gordon, in a bright blue bathrobe, looks so sleepy-headed.
Dr. Allen Gordon
Who are you?
Sheriff Leone
Sheriff Leone. S’I need a word wit’ yous.
Dr. Allen Gordon
Um… alright.
INT. GORDON’S HOUSE
Gordon takes a seat at his dinner table, the art deco in his house is very high class but it’s also very much bullshit. Leone sits his big ass in the tiny fancy red chair. They stare at each other for a minute before Gordon opens his mouth.
Dr. Allen Gordon
I can speak Spanish, if that’s necessary.
Sheriff Leone
Please do.
They both SPEAK SPANISH, SUBTITLED INTO ENGLISH.
Sheriff Leone
I believe Michael Myers has returned.
Dr. Allen Gordon
What?
Sheriff Leone
Michael Myers might be alive, and back in Haddonfield.
Dr. Allen Gordon
What makes you think that?
Sheriff Leone
I was on scene at the morgue, where his corpse went missing. There was this fine white ash on the floor.
Dr. Allen Gordon
Okay…
Sheriff Leone
Back in Mexico, I entered this tribe that believed the devil lived in some of us.
Gordon breaks a little chuckle, Leone looks at him intensely. Gordon nods his head.
Dr. Allen Gordon
Sorry, continue.
Sheriff Leone
At the ritual to include me into their tribe, I was given a scar on my arm. I was told it would burn whenever the devil was near and whenever he rose back from his tomb to command another soul he’d leave a fine white ash at his new birth place. Having read an article on Michael Myers, I knew that the devil would choose his body to control. So I came to Haddonfield, became a Sheriff just in time.
Gordon lays back into his chair, unsure of what to think of Leone’s story. Leone pulls out a cigarette.
Sheriff Leone
May I?
Dr. Allen Gordon
Go right ahead.
Leone lights his cigarette and starts to puff.
Sheriff Leone
But the devil cannot fully control the body til the body has meet with it’s intended destiny, at all costs.
Dr. Allen Gordon
Well, I’ve heard crazier things.
Sheriff Leone
Listen motherfucker!
Leone starts to look fierce.
Sheriff Leone
Your life, my life and Laurie’s life are all at stake. Everyone at that party, every fucking one could die because you got the shits and giggles at a “ghost story“. It’s no ghost story, it’s the fucking truth.
Gordon starts to sink into his seat, looking queasy.
Dr. Allen Gordon
Well… better safe then sorry… right?
Sheriff Leone
Good.
Sheriff Leone
So, tomorrow night I’ll be going to the Silverman household, and I’ll be waiting for him. Waiting to kill him.
Dr. Allen Gordon
Alright… why are you telling me this?
Sheriff Leone
Because I know what you are.
Dr. Allen Gordon
What am I?
Sheriff Leone
A coward.
Dr. Allen Gordon
I’m no coward. I face true madness every day, I look into the eyes of people who have scars that run deep into the minds, and I help him. To look at them, and go through the emotional stress of crawling into their minds and understanding what makes them, that requires courage.
Sheriff Leone
You’re also a bull-shitter.
Dr. Allen Gordon
Let’s flip the situation.
Sheriff Leone
What?
Dr. Allen Gordon
I do this for a living, I want to know exactly what you are.
Sheriff Leone
I’m a Sheriff.
Dr. Allen Gordon
(English)
Not a terribly bright one.
Sheriff Leone
(English)
Fuck you.
Dr. Allen Gordon
What I meant was, let me examine you.
Sheriff Leone
Why?
Dr. Allen Gordon
It’s free.
Sheriff Leone
Alright then. Go ahead.
Gordon closes his eyes and puts his hands on the table for a few moments. Then he opens them with a devilish grin on his face.
Dr. Allen Gordon
Let me ask you, which would you rather be: a big fat cat or a serial-killer?
Leone pauses for a moment.
Sheriff Leone
A big fat cat.
Dr. Allen Gordon
Interesting… as you know your life as a big fat cat would be simple, comfortable… you’d only sleep and eat, occasionally running around the house doing cat things. You know this, yes?
Sheriff Leone
Yes.
Dr. Allen Gordon
As this cat, your family would love you. But eventually you’d die, the family would feel sad for your lose but later down the road they’d get a new cat and slowly your pictures on the walls would begin to disappear. Then at each family gathering the amount of stories told about you would decrease, it’d be like you had never existed. Your memory would be gone. However, as a serial killer, not so much. Each and every member of the family whose individual you’ve murdered would be deeply effected, surely you’d even appear on CNN at one point. And if you’re truly twisted then they’d write a book about you and next thing you know, Daniel Day-Lewis is winning an Oscar for his gritty portrayal as you. As that fat cat your memory would be clean off this Earth, but as that serial killer you’d be truly unforgettable. So, I guess the question of “which would you rather be: a big fat cat or a serial-killer?” is about which would you rather have: a comfortable morally clean life that is easily forgotten… or would you rather be remembered?
The men look deeply into each other’s eyes, not able to connect.
Dr. Allen Gordon
(English)
What’s wrong?
(Spanish)
Have I inspired something inside of you?
Sheriff Leone
You’re a fucking nut.
Dr. Allen Gordon
This um, tribe you were a part of, did they believe in God?
Sheriff Leone
They believe there was something that churns around everything, with intent.
Dr. Allen Gordon
Yeah… I thought so. I think Michael Myers is dead, deader then God.
Sheriff Leone
Now you’re mocking me.
Dr. Allen Gordon
I’m too rich to mock you. Not rich with money, although I am. I’m rich with the knowledge of the human psyche. Because of you I think Laurie’s life is in danger.
Leone’s knuckles crack.
Dr. Allen Gordon
Heh. We both think each other is a nut. We both can’t be right.
Sheriff Leone
I know what I know.
Dr. Allen Gordon
And I see what I see.
Leone stands up and puts out his cigarette on Gordon’s fancy table, Gordon flinches.
Sheriff Leone
You’ll see alright.
With that he leaves. Gordon thinks for a moment
Dr. Allen Gordon
(English)
I’m sure I will.
CUT TO
INT. SILVERMAN HOUSE- TWINS’ BEDROOM
Laurie (in a red gown), the twins (in matching pink Pjs)and Julie (in tank-top and light blue panties) are sprawled out on the floor making colorful invites with got glitter and a range of markers. On the ihome, located on Jamie’s dresser,
“Not Fair” by Lily Allen plays.
Jamie Silverman
And I mean, it becomes apparent that after a while this isn’t a fucking scarecrow.
Julie
What is it then?
Jamiee Silverman
It’s a-
Jamie Silverman
Um, bitch, I’ll tell the story. So, we thought it was a scarecrow but it’s really Ben!
Julie
The entire time?
Jamie Silverman
The entire time!
Julie
But you was getting fingered by Zack?
Jamie Silverman
Yes.
Julie
Holy shit!
Laurie Strode
What’d Ben do?
Jamie Silverman
He did jack-shit, couldn’t tell what was going on with a burlap sack over his face.
Julie
That is truly fucked up.
Jamie Silverman
Ben talks a lot of fucking talk, but the man rarely does the walk.
Jamiee Silverman
Didn’t you text you an hour ago?
Jamie Silverman
Yeah.
Jamiee Silverman
What was it about?
Jamie Silverman
He tried beating these two super-geeks up.
Jamiee Silverman
Who?
Jamie Silverman
I-d-k. Weasel or something?
Laurie Strode
Wesley?
Jamie Silverman
That’s fucking it!
Laurie Strode
He’s the guy I invited.
Jamiee Silverman
Oh, I hope the poor baby is alright.
Jamie Silverman
Relax Laurie, as I said: Ben rarely walks. He does drink a lot, and he does the occasional good fuck, but rarely the walk. There is nothing to worry about.
Laurie Strode
Well, that’s good.
Jamie Silverman
What about you Miss Julie?
Julie
Again: I’ll just have to wait and see what happens.
Jamiee Silverman
Shit is going to happen.
Jamie Silverman
Shit indeed.
Laurie Strode
Like… what kind of shit?
The three Js look at Laurie for a moment and it seems like their brains all connect for a moment, they make pass bys with their eyes until it all makes sense.
Julie
Holy shit.
Jamie Silverman
It all makes sense.
Laurie Strode
What is it?
Jamie Silverman
You’ve got your V-card intact!
Jamiee Silverman
V-card is such a silly way to describe it!
Jamie Silverman
It is not silly!
Jamiee Silverman
Please! It’s superman silly!
Jamie Silverman
Goddamnit!
Laurie looks confused at their bickering.
Laurie Strode
Can someone please tell me-
Jamie Silverman
You’re a virgin.
Jamiee Silverman
It totally makes sense, I mean you wouldn’t sleep with me.
Jamie Silverman
You’re uncomfortable about talking about sex.
Julie
You sit like a Catholic school girl.
Jamie Silverman
Our little Laurie has yet to be poked!
Laurie Strode
Let’s talk about something else-
Jamie Silverman
Exactly.
Jamiee Silverman
Explain yourself dear!
Laurie Strode
I don’t think it’s a big fucking deal. It just, never happened.
Jamie Silverman
You’ve had a boyfriend right?
Laurie Strode
Yes.
Jamiee Silverman
You’ve kissed… right?
Laurie Strode
Of course.
Julie
And that’s all?
Laurie Strode
Well, yeah.
Jamiee Silverman
It’s nothing to be ashamed of.
Jamie Silverman
Of course it is. You don’t want to end up, like, depressed or anything because you aren’t accessible to boys. That’s my nightmare.
Laurie Strode
I just don’t think I’m ready.
Jamie Silverman
Laurie baby, what about Wesley?
Laurie Strode
He’s cool and all…
Jamie Silverman
And?
Laurie Strode
I just don’t feel like, I… I want it to be special.
Jamiee Silverman
Someone who takes sex seriously? No way!
Laurie Strode
You should respect my decision.
Jamiee Silverman
We do.
Jamie Silverman
Well, I do. I can’t understand it but I do.
Laurie Strode
Thanks. I’m glad you understand.
Jamie Silverman
You see Laurie, we aren’t entirely bitches.
Jamiee Silverman
Speak for yourself.
Laurie laughs, and for a good while. She looks at her new friends with a smile, a smile of comfort.
CUT TO
EXT. WESLEY’S HOUSE- NIGHT
Outside of the rathole neighborhood, Wesley and Robbie set in their car with complete silence.
Wesley
Well…
Robbie
You killed someone.
Wesley
We don’t know if he’s dead.
Robbie
I’ll read the paper tomorrow, if he’s dead then we are-
Wesley
-keeping our fucking mouths shut.
Wesley grabs onto Robbie’s arm tightly, Robbie looks at him. There is something in Wesley’s eyes, something… sick.
Wesley
Us in Jail, we’d never stand a chance. We are too fucking young to do this, it’s suicide. Cut that moment out of your fucking head, or I’ll do it. Can you promise me that?
Robbie
Okay! Okay!
Wesley lets go, Robbie instantly rolls the windows down as if he was letting the intensity in the air escape. It’s a really long pause before someone dares open their mouths again.
Wesley
You know what never occurred to me until right now?
Robbie
What?
Wesley
Okay, so you remember Batman with Jack Nicholson?
Robbie
Of course.
Wesley
The scene where Batman is in the bat-wing, his flying machine, and he’s charging at The Joker whose in the street and Mr. J pulls out this bigass gun with a barrel this long-
Wesley stretches out his arms as long as he can.
Wesley
And he uses that gun with the barrel that long to shot the bat-wing down in fire shot! Remember that?
Robbie
Yeah.
Wesley
Alright, so let’s say that you and Julie were going out and you two broke up-
Robbie
-what does this have to do with Batman?
Wesley
Have patience ye of little faith! Okay, so after your break up you see Julie dating this black man and you notice he has the biggest dick ever. Does it tear you up inside?
Robbie
Well, I guess.
Wesley
It’s because you feel like he’ll give her ultimate satisfaction, isn’t it?
Robbie
Yeah, it is.
Wesley
So, when The Joker, the man with a pale white face pulls out this long black dick-like object from his pants and he shots down Batman, dressed in full black, don’t you think that says something? Its as if that film is trying to say that the white man doesn’t have to be afraid of being sexually competent, he can rock a woman just as easily as any black man, he can shot the black man down.
Robbie
That’s uh, that’s an interesting point.
Wesley
You bet your ass that is!
Robbie
Yeah…
Robbie checks his watch.
Robbie
Well, it’s getting late you know?
Wesley
Yeah… I’m sorry about tonight.
Robbie
Don’t worry, we’ll make through this together.
Wesley
Bye man.
Robbie
Bye.
Their eye contact cuts off as Wesley exists and goes into his home. Robbie waits until Wesley has closed his door, and when he does Robbie begins to cry.
Robbie
Mother fucker!
He starts the car up and begins to drive away, drive away into the dark.
CUT TO
INT. SILVERMAN HOUSE- TWINS’ BEDROOM
The room is yet again only visible in a HUE OF BLUE. Laurie gets out of bed and makes her way toward the window, looking out on Haddonfield.
Laurie Strode
Oh brother… where aren’t thou?
FLASH TO
EXT. FIELD- DAWN
It’s a corn field. Except the fields are colored like white ash and the ground is pure white, with very millions of thin circles carved into it. Something out of a Tim Burton film. The sky begins being pale, until something begins to sprout of the crowd.
Voices
Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust.
A hand grows from the ground.
Dr. Allen Gordon
You’re an idle patient.
Then two arms.
Sheriff Leone
She is’a doomed: d-o-o-m-e-fucked.
Followed my Laurie’s head.
Jamiee Silverman
Long as you don’t break and go all psycho, cut us up and shit.
Now Laurie is fully grown, wearing a pure black jumpsuit. The sky goes blood red, Laurie’s skin begins to go pale.
Voices
Red rover, red rover, send Laurie Strode straight over THE FUCKING EDGE!
Her hair is stringy, something else grows from the ground. Laurie bends over to pick it up: it’s Michael Myers’ iconic mask.
Laurie Strode
Brother, I love you so much.
She begins to put the mask on, all the crops around her die. A large kitchen’s knife extends from her palm and fits perfectly in her hand. She begins to step forward, SLASHING at the screen, leaving CUTS.
Voices
LOVE YOU! LOVE YOU! LOVE YOU!
Eventually there is nothing. Just black.
Dr. Allen Gordon
We made a grave mistake letting her go.
Fast Talking Eddie
Do you think she’ll ever see the sun again?
Dr. Allen Gordon
Fuck no. She’s a goddamn nutter, she is!
CUT TO
INT. SILVERMAN HOUSE- TWINS’ ROOM
Laurie JUMPS UP from the dream, covered in sweat. She holds onto her chest, as if it’s bursting.
Laurie Strode
Motherfucker, motherfuck!
She pants for a minute, then collects herself and gets out of bed.
EXT. UNKNOWN HOUSE- NIGHT
It’s a old, beaten house. The windows are busted out and the front gate is clustered with yellow police ticker-tape. Someone climbs over the gate and makes their way to the front door.
Laurie Strode
I’m just following my heart.
The someone is Laurie, she KICKS THE DOOR DOWN. The door that had several large pieces of wood nailed into it, she kicks it down like it was paper and she enters.
INT. UNKNOWN HOUSE
Everything is lined with a thick layer of dust. Laurie walks through the living room, it’s old and trashy.
Laurie Strode
I can imagine my brother’s little feet running around.
Laurie enters the kitchen. She runs her fingers along the cutting board, it’s smooth.
Laurie Strode
I don’t feel anything when I touch it, even though I think I should.
She stops dead, turning around and looking at a closet.
Laurie Strode
We share something, more then just family.
Laurie begins to walk toward it, her footsteps are silent.
Laurie Strode
More then just blood.
She makes a pause at the door, looking at the rusty knob she opens it with no effort.
Laurie Strode
Yes…
The door CREEKS OPEN. It’s empty, besides a lot of cut-outs of nude women plastered on the wall.
Laurie Strode
Amongst this filth.
Laurie looks at the ground: there’s a small metal box. She bends over and picks it up, then opens it, grabbing ahold of what is inside.
Laurie Strode
Is what I need.
She fingers the cold steel in her hand.
Laurie Strode
Exactly what I need.
CLOSE UP
The revolver. Printed on the barrel is “A MYERS TRADITION”.
Laurie smiles.
FADE OUT TO BLACK.
“March of the Dead” by Danny Elfman, from the motion picture “Army of Darkness” (1990) begins. We enter a MONTAGE.
-Leone kneels down before an altar, he chants something in Spanish. The Priest in the room looks oddly at him
-Laurie stands in the shower, washing the eyeliner from her cheeks
-Wesley looks into the mirror, stretching out his eyes
-The Silverman twins model their identical pink bras/panties to each other
-Leone stands in the shower, buck naked. He feels the long scar on his arm and turns the heat up
-Wesley brushes his teeth until they shine
-Laurie puts on this long form-fitting purple dress that cuts off above her knees
-Leone throws on wife beater, followed by a slick leather jacket
-The Silverman twins model their identical white/black striped dresses to each other
-Robbie throws a “David Bowie” shirt on and seems satisfied instantly
-Laurie applies ruby-red lipstick, kissing the mirror to sample it
-Julie is blow drying her hair
-Leone opens his sawed-off shotgun and begins to fill it up with shells
-Wesley finishes buttoning his white long-sleeve, he stands back to look at himself
-Laurie shows off her sexy look to the Silverman twins who applaud, Jamiee cries
-Robbie puts a condom in his wallet
-Leone lays his utility belt on his bed, looking at it with an unmatched intensity
-The twins set out the table with red plastic cups and an assortment of snacks
-Laurie looks out from the front porch, the sun begins to set
-Leone puts the small golden knife in it’s pouch
-The twins put in an assortment of Cds into the player and start it
-Laurie begins to fill her purse with different things, she pauses for a moment to see if anyone is around
-Wesley gets into his car, along with Robbie, they begin to drive
-Leone puts his mother’s handgun into it’s holster
-Laurie places the revolver into her purse
-Wesley stops the car behind a Quick Stop. He gets out to meet a man who gives him something, then Wesley returns to the car
-Leone puts the Chinese guy’s really big knife into it’s pouch
-Jamie and Ben hug as he arrives, it’s apparent that he’s the first person to get there
-Robbie looks at Wesley, who has a strange look on his face
-Laurie watches as many people arrive
-Leone puts the “Viva la Mayor” knife into it’s pouch
-Wesley parks infront of the Silverman house
-Laurie and Wesley make eye contact
-Leone cocks the shotgun and puts it into it’s holster
The montage ends, the song cuts out.
EXT. SILVERMAN HOUSE- NIGHT
Several cars are parked around the place.
”Leone‘s theme“ begins as Leone parks across the street from the Silverman house. He looks intensely at the place and starts to smoke a fag.
CLOSE UP
Leone’s scar. The flesh is turning red.
The music cuts out. In homage to John Carpenter’s Halloween, we begin a STEADICAM SHOT (as in a shot by a camera on someone’s shoulder), until noted otherwise, there is no CUTS (it’s all one big shot).
“This Is Halloween” by Marilyn Manson begins.
A young teenage couple holds hands as they walk down the steps. There’s a pale young man in a beanie with curly red head, he smokes a blunt, below him a chubby kid in a hoodie does coke on the porch floor.
We enter the house itself, there’s a busty girl doing a strip tease in the middle of the living room as three guys soak in every moment on the couch. One has his hand down his pants.
In the kitchen Robbie and Wesley laugh and chat next to the table. Julie makes a pass by, grabbing a drink. Robbie waves at her but it goes un noticed, Robbie just stares as she leaves.
We follow Julie as she yells something at the girl who is stripping, the girl who has her large breasts hanging out for everyone to see. The stripper just flips Julie off. Julie then turns to the stairs and begins to walk up them.
She gets bumped by one of a Silverman who is leading Ben upstairs. Julie laughs, knowing what’s about to happen. Julie turns back around and chooses to return downstairs.
Jamie brings Ben into her room, shutting the door behind him. Giggles leak through the crack under the door. Jamiee makes a pass by, and down the stairs she goes. She yells something at the stripper who is fully naked now, showing off the jungle in-between her legs. The girl looks embarrassed and starts to dress as the guys yell something at Jamiee.
Jamiee continues onward into the kitchen, Wesley and Robbie are gone but Laurie is there. They exchange a few words until Jamiee hands Laurie a drink then continues down into washing room.
The first thing she sees is a really tall skinny kid standing behind the washer, with his pants down jerking off. He doesn’t even notice, Jamiee just puts her hand over her mouth and leaves the room quickly.
FADE OUT TO BLACK. CUT MUSIC.
CUT TO
INT. SILVERMAN HOUSE- KITCHEN
Laurie looks bored, sipping on a beer. Jamiee comes over to her.
Jamiee Silverman
You will never believe-
Laurie Strode
Do you think I should go talk to him?
Jamiee Silverman
Wesley?
Laurie Strode
Yeah, should I talk to him? Or should I get drunk first?
Jamiee Silverman
Drunk conversations only lead to one thing dear.
Laurie Strode
Good point.
Jamiee Silverman
I say a sober conversation is better.
Laurie Strode
Thanks.
Jamiee Silverman
I don’t think you should get drunk. At all.
Laurie Strode
Why?
Jamiee Silverman
Well, I mean… just don’t.
Laurie Strode
Oh, alright.
Jamiee Silverman
In fact-
Jamiee takes the plastic red cup from Laurie’s hand and puts it down.
Jamiee Silverman
-you shouldn’t drink at all.
Laurie Strode
Why?
Jamiee Silverman
Laurie baby, it’s just for the best.
Laurie Strode
Thanks.
Jamiee leans in and gives Laurie a peck on the cheek. Laurie smiles and goes off. Jamiee watches closely as Laurie leaves, her ass in that tight dress.
Jamiee Silverman
Fuck.
Jamiee reaches over and grabs Laurie’s plastic red cup then gulps it down in one swig.
QUICK CUT TO
INT. SILVERMAN HOUSE- TWINS’ BEDROOM
Both completely nude, Jamie rides Ben like a bat out of hell, in her bed which has a “Wall*E” bed sheet.
Jamie Silverman
Fuck, fuck, fuck!
Ben
I… I’ve never… found…
Jamie Silverman
Harder!
Ben
… Wall*E to be so erotic!
CUT TO
INT. SILVERMAN HOUSE- LIVING ROOM
Julie grinds against a speaker, in sync with the music. Robbie and Wesley watch from behind the couch.
Wesley
You’ve got to get on that.
Robbie
I don’t know man, I mean, she looks like she’s doing fine by herself.
Wesley
She’s doing it for you.
Robbie
No she isn’t.
Wesley
She isn’t. But it sure seems like she is doing it for you.
Robbie
Well, I can see what you mean.
Wesley
Think about those vibrations… she likes them, she really does. But don’t let her settle for those, pull out that gun with the barrel *this big* and blow her away with it, figuratively speaking.
Robbie
Um, alright.
Wesley
May the force be with you.
Robbie
Fuck you, force never got me no where.
Wesley pushes Robbie as he goes forth to speak with Julie. Wesley smiles at his work.
Laurie Strode
Wesley?
Wesley turns around, in SLOW MOTION he gets his first look at Laurie who makes her way over. Her breasts bounce with each step, Wesley looks his lips and the eyebrows raise. She has arrived.
Wesley
Oh my god…
Laurie does a turn around to show off her dress, among other things.
Wesley
You’re beautiful.
She blushes at his compliment.
Laurie Strode
Why thank you. You look good yourself.
Wesley is stunned.
Wesley
What?
Laurie Strode
You look great.
Wesley
Thank you! You’re like, the first person that has ever told me that.
Laurie Strode
Well, I’d never think that.
Wesley
Oh my god.
Laurie Strode
What?
Wesley
That’s really nice.
Laurie Strode
You’re welcome.
PAN OVER to Robbie and Julie.
Robbie
Hay!
Julie gets off the speaker.
Julie
What?
Robbie
I’m Robbie-
He extends his hand, and in return she shakes it.
Julie
I’m Julie.
Robbie
You’re really pretty.
Julie
Oh, why thank you. You’re a handsome man.
Robbie
Thanks. So, having fun?
Julie
Oh! Me and the speak-
Robbie
-Relax, it’s cool.
Julie
Ha! This is so weird. I was just dancing, that’s it.
Robbie
You must be drunk.
Julie
Nah. Just a couple of shots, nothing major. I can still see and walk.
Robbie
You can still grin.
Julie
You have no idea.
Robbie
No, I don’t. Why not show me?
Julie
Okay then…
Julie returns to the speaker, doing something on it that looks like it’s straight from a porn film.
Robbie
Oh dear lord, thank God I wore pants.
PAN BACK to Wesley and Laurie.
Wesley
So, do you have a boyfriend?
Laurie Strode
Nope. I guess I’m just too strange.
Wesley
Bullshit, you’re wonderful.
Laurie Strode
You think so?
Wesley
I do. I’d be lucky to ever end up with a girl like you.
Laurie Strode
Aww.
Laurie leans in and kisses Wesley on the lips, it’s short but powerful. Wesley looks dazed after it.
Wesley
Wow… that’s uh…
Laurie giggles.
Laurie Strode
You’re a cool guy Wesley.
Wesley
Yeah…
Wesley eventually works out of it. He looks alert to something in the kitchen.
Wesley
What the hell is that?
Laurie Strode
What?
Laurie turns around to look and see what it is. Wesley quickly grabs a beer on the couch and pulls something out of his pocket and drops it into the beer. Laurie’s head returns.
Laurie Strode
What was it?
Wesley
Oh, I though I saw a dude with his dick hanging out.
Laurie Strode
Okay then…
Wesley
Do you want some beer?
Wesley hands her the beer, their fingers touch for a moment. Laurie holds the beer to her face.
Laurie Strode
You’re such a gentlemen.
Laurie appears to have taken a sip of it. Wesley smiles. PAN OVER to Julie and Robbie.
Julie
-No way! Laurie is my friend!
Robbie
Get out of here! That’s my friend over there, hitting on her.
Julie
Yeah.
Robbie
So, let’s be honest… what are his chances?
Julie
Well, Laurie totally has a crush on him.
Robbie
Really?
Julie
Yeah, she talked about him a lot.
Robbie
You think he’ll get lucky?
Julie
Like, fucking lucky?
Robbie
Yes.
Julie
No. Maybe some making out, but she won’t fuck him.
Robbie
Well, better then nothing.
Julie
Yes sir. But you’re lucky.
Robbie
What do you mean?
Julie
You’re lucky.
Robbie pauses for a moment before he gets.
Julie
Yeah… fucking lucky.
Robbie
Well, how about my car outside?
Julie
That’s a bit kinky, I like it.
Robbie
But first, let’s go check on our friends.
Julie
Alrighty then.
Julie and Robbie, holding hands, walk over to Laurie and Wesley.
Julie
Hello!
Laurie Strode
Hey.
Wesley
Sup Robbie?
Robbie
Oh nothing much. Me and Julie are going to go get something out the car.
Laurie Strode
Oh.
Julie
Just came to see how you guys were dealing with the madness.
Wesley
I can handle madness.
Laurie Strode
Me two.
Julie
Sounds great.
Robbie
Later man.
Wesley
Good luck.
Julie and Robbie leave, exiting the front door. Wesley watches them go with a certain look on his face then returns to Laurie.
Wesley
Do… do you want to go upstairs?
Laurie Strode
Huh?
Wesley
To chat and stuff. I can barely hear you in here.
Laurie Strode
Yeah. That’d be great.
Wesley
Cool, cool.
Laurie and Wesley go up the stairs.
CUT TO
EXT. SILVERMAN HOUSE- NIGHT
From their BACK PORCH, we look out into the distance which ends with darkness. On the back porch is that skinny kid, smoking pot.
10. “Cannibal Holocaust theme” by Riz Ortolani, from the motion picture “Cannibal Holocaust” (1980) begins. Something comes out the black, something with a shine to it’s right arm. The pot smoker stands up and takes a close look at it. The moments pass until Michael Myers is looking straight at this kid. He takes another hit. Michael grabs him by the neck and lifts him up, the kid just takes another smoke. Michael STABS him in the STOMACH, then he MOVES THE BLADE AROUND, CUTTING APART HIS STOMACH. After a few minutes, Michael drops the kid who THUMPS to the ground, bleeding all over the porch.
CUT TO
INT. SILVERMAN HOUSE- WASHING ROOM
That tall guy is still jerking off, the door behind him opens and shuts with no noise what-so-ever. Michael begins to walk behind the guy whose working his left arm like crazy, Michael swiftly GRABS AHOLD OF HIS LOWER JAW with one hand and then GRABS AHOLD OF HIS UPPER JAW with the other. Michael PULLS THE JAWS APART UNTIL THE GUY’S HEAD SNAPS IN HALF LIKE A TWIG. Blood and puss SHOT OUT of the guy’s lower jaw. His upper head drops to the floor and his arm finally stops moving but he continues to stand, leaning against the washing machine. Michael moves on.
CUT TO
INT. ROBBIE’S CAR
In the backseat, Robbie and Julie lay covered in sweat fully naked, each taking sips from the beer. They look at each other and giggle.
Julie
You know, I’d never think of you capable of that.
Robbie
Neither would I.
Julie lays her head on Robbie’s chest, her brushes her hair. They close their eyes.
Robbie
That’s one helluva a beer.
Julie
It was Laurie’s, but I figured see wouldn’t need it…
CLOSE UP
The red cup in Robbie’s hand, there is a white pill at the bottom that is half dissolved.
CUT TO
INT. SILVERMAN HOUSE- KITCHEN
Michael walks in, knife and hands covered in blood. Someone screams and they all run out. He begins to chase after one of them but stops at the stairs. “Cannibal Holocaust” cuts out.
CUT TO
INT. SILVERMAN HOUSE- SPARE BEDROOM
The room is blank, with the exception of a bed and a dresser beside it. Laurie tosses her purse on the dresser then begins to walk to the bed, Wesley closes and locks the door behind him.
Laurie
So, what do you want to talk about-
Laurie turns around to see Wesley jumping on her, in a full make-out mood, his left hand runs down Laurie’s back and his right gropes onto her right breast. Laurie pushes him off.
Laurie Strode
What the fuck!
Wesley
They surely have kicked in by now!
Laurie Strode
What the hell are you talking about!
Wesley
You drunk your beer right?
Laurie Strode
I don’t fucking drink!
Wesley pauses for a moment, then looks at the confused Laurie.
11. “Alabama Song” by The Doors begins. Wesley PUNCHES Laurie in the mouth, she DROPS TO THE FLOOR.
Laurie Strode
ARGH!
Laurie looks at the blood on her lip, it matches her lipstick. Wesley jumps down on her, pinning her to the ground with his hands.
Laurie Strode
Get the fuck off!
Wesley punches Laurie again, then he rips her dress down to her waist. Wesley stares at her pale tits for a moment. He gets off her and grabs Laurie by the SHOULDERS then TOSSES her ONTO THE BED.
Laurie Strode
Oh god!
Wesley kicks Laurie right in the stomach, she SCREAMS and CRIES. Wesley starts to unbutton his pants, tossing them aside and then his boxers. He takes off one of his shoes and SMACKS LAURIE IN THE HEAD several times, BLOOD DRIPS from her scalp.
Wesley
You’re a fucking whore!
Wesley jumps on top of her, ripping her dress further down. He continues to HIT HER IN THE FACE with the shoe. Wesley uses his fingernails to PULL Laurie’s panties, it hikes up her butt but he continues until the front half TEARS. He then pulls the rest of it off, wedging out of her and tossing the blood-marked panties to the floor. Wesley stops HITTING HER, throwing the shoe away and PINNING HER DOWN with his hands. He hovers over her for a moment.
Wesley
Just be real fucking quiet.
Laurie Strode
Please! Please don’t!
Wesley positions himself just right then thrusts into her, she SCREAMS real loud. Another THRUST, Laurie BUCKS about, trying to toss him off her but it doesn’t work.
Wesley
You wanted it… wearing that fucking dress with your whore makeup!
Laurie Strode
GOD!
Laurie CLOSES HER EYES and CRIES. Wesley continues to THRUST. The song CUTS OUT.
Wesley
Oh fuck…
He begins to sweat.
Wesley
… you feel so good!
CUT TO
INT. SILVERMAN HOUSE- BATHROOM
The door slowly opens and closes. Jamiee stands in the shower, touching herself. She giggles and moans. A shadow emerges from the curtains, Jamiee finally notices it.
Jamiee Silverman
What the hell!
The curtains are PULLED BACK, Michael STABS and STABS Jamiee in the shower. Blood runs down the drain as she slacks down into the tub, dead.
CUT TO
INT. SILVERMAN HOUSE- TWINS’ BEDROOM
Jamie slaps Ben across the face as she screams. She collapses into his arms.
Jamie Silverman
That was really good…
Ben
I love you baby.
Jamie Silverman
I love you two.
Jamie lays her head on his chest, Ben starts to move her head around.
Jamie Silverman
What the hell are you doing?
Ben
I want you to hear my heartbeat.
Jamie Silverman
Okay…
Jamie pauses for a moment, she smiles, hearing the THUMP THUMP THUMP.
Ben
That’s how much I love you.
Jamie Silverman
Oh god baby! That’s beautiful!
Ben strokes Jamie’s hair.
Ben
You and me.
ZOOM OUT to reveal Michael Myers standing beside the bed. He RAISES HIS KNIFE and SLAMS DOWN into JAMIE’S HEAD. The knife GOES THROUGH HER HEAD and STABS BEN IN THE HEART. Both of them are killed instantly. Myers pulls the blade out quickly, only a FLING of blood FLIES OUT. He leaves.
