Beetlejuice Page #29
- PG
- Year:
- 1988
- 92 min
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CATHY:
That sounds great. We
were so lucky to move into
this house.
She leaves. ADAM and BARBARA are not very happy.
ADAM:
What do you think Beetle
Juice has in mind?
BARBARA:
I don't know, but he
promised not to hurt Cathy.
He's just going to scare
out.
ADAM and BARBARA look at each other. Both come to the same
conclusion.
BARBARA (cont)
too. (Beat) Are you
thinking what I'm thinking?
ADAM:
You know I am. It's been
Beetle Juice.
BARBARA:
To keep Cathy, I would
even put up with Delia
Deetz.
ADAM:
I think it'll be fine.
All we have to do is tell
him we've changed our minds,
and that he should go back
wherever it was he came
from.
A that moment, though the windows are closed, a CHILL WIND begins
to blow though the attic.
BARBARA and ADAM look at one another with misgiving. Behind
them, the pages of the manual begin to flutter wildly.
INT:
LYDIA'S ROOM -- NIGHTThe album of photographs lies open on the bed, displaying some
grotesque image.
BEETLE JUICE / DANNY DEATH has LYDIA in a firm embrace and is
dancing her towards the bed. LYDIA doesn't want to go.
She hears the NOISE OF THE WIND in the attic above.
LYDIA:
What's that noise?
It's just the wind.
LYDIA:
We have to go downstairs
now. It's almost time for
the ghosts.
But I have a little friend
I want you to meet first.
LYDIA is shocked.
LYDIA:
Danny!
BEETLE JUICE / DANNY DEATH releases LYDIA and steps back. He
opens his fur coat, smiling. His shirt buttons pop, one by one.
Through this opening wiggles a small, very much deformed version
of BEETLE JUICE / DANNY DEATH himself, attached at the trunk to
Danny's chest. This parasitic monstrosity flops backwards, and
hanging upside down, leers and grabs for LYDIA.
Screaming, LYDIA stumbles for the door.
EXT:
PARK IN MODEL TOWN -- NIGHTIt's Before the Storm in the model town. The mechanical clouds
swing crazily across the sky. One of them comes loose and
crashes (in a way that clouds don't usually crash) into the city
hall. The wind blows mighty and whistling through the town.
BARBARA and ADAM are tied to a park bench. They are wrestling
uselessly with their bonds.
ADAM:
I know he's going to
do something awful.
BARBARA:
We've got to get loose
and find a way to stop
him.
ADAM:
I wish we'd never dug
up that grave.
Suddenly, the hear the CLICK OF NUMEROUS HIGH HEELS on pavement,
and in a moment they are surrounded by Horned Whores of BEETLE
JUICE's brothel. The Whores are wearing cloth coats drawn
against the wind, and they're carrying small cardboard suitcases.
They surround the park bench, and stare at ADAM and BARBARA.
EXT:
TENT -- NIGHTThe wind, blowing hard against the material of the tent, has
driven the guests inside the house. Inside, the employees of the
catering service are clearing up.
CATHY is walking among the plundered tables with a small plate.
She speaks to one of the workers.
CATHY:
What kind of food do
squirrels like to eat?
The HALF DOZEN WHORES have released ADAM and BARBARA. ADAM and
BARBARA are massaging their wrists.
WHORE #1
We're getting out of here,
and you better come with us.
This whole town's gonna
blow. At midnight.
BARBARA:
Beetle Juice. I knew it.
ADAM:
What do you mean, this town
is going to blow?
WHORE #2
your house, and everything and
everybody that's in it -- and
that includes Hicksville here.
ADAM:
How do you know this?
WHORE #3
That's what he always does.
He's cute, but he's the most
malevolent spirit in the
universe.
BARBARA:
But he came here to help
us. We got him through the
manual.
The WHORES roll their eyes at BARBARA and ADAM's naivte.
WHORE #4
He tricks you. You were
supposed to get Swallowtail.
A HONKING HORN sounds, and a delapidated Greyhound bus pulls up
in front of the park.
WHORE #1
That's our bus. Are you
guys coming or not?
ADAM and BARBARA look at one another.
ADAM:
No. We have to stay and pro-
tect that family downstairs.
The WHORES pile onto the bus. They lean out of the windows and
wave to ADAM and BARBARA.
WHORES:
Good-bye. Good luck.
etc.
The bus takes in a cloud of diesel fumes, turns a corner, and is
lost to sight.
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