Black Christmas Page #3

They were talking to Billy.

KYLE:
Billy Lenz, the guy|that used to live in this house?

Well, you're definitely|getting punked.

Yeah, Billy Lenz|is our f***ing life.

You know, you spoiled b*tches,

you come here for a couple|of years and you leave.

I live here.

I stay here.

I used to play on this street

before they turned them|into frat houses.

This was the house that scared|the sh*t out of us,

my whole life.

What happened?

You mean after|he washed down his...

Christmas cookies|with a glass of milk?

(''Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy''|playing)

# #

(squeaking)

(''Dance of the Sugar Plum Fairy''|playing)

MOTHER:
|Merry Christmas, Agnes.

(thudding)

(whispering):
|Is that Santa's reindeer?

There's nothing up there.

Do you want a Christmas cookie?

You're my cookie,

and I could gobble you up.

(tree rustling,|ornaments clinking)

# #

(gas hissing)

(inhales deeply)

(phone ringing)

Merry Christmas.

Merry Christmas...

Hey. Merry Christmas.

MAN:
|She's my family now.

(snoring)

(weakly):
|Agnes?

(stepfather snoring)

(crunching)

Billy!

What have you done?!

Where's Agnes?!

Billy, where's Agnes?

What your mother|and I must know is...

Billy!

Where's Agnes?!

- (Agnes screaming)|- What have you done?

- What have you done?|- (blows landing)

(Billy growls, squishing sound)

(Agnes screaming)

(sobbing hysterically)

(thud, record scratches)

(sobbing hysterically)

(electrical crackling,|Billy growls)

(throaty gasping)

(phone line beeping,|electrical crackling)

(Billy growls)

(blows thudding)

(object clatters)

(thudding continues)

(squishing)

(sizzling)

(Agnes crying softly)

(door creaking)

Little girl in the corner,|she's hurt.

Go check her out.

(indistinct police radio|communication)

(Agnes crying softly)

(indistinct police radio|communication)

(floorboards squeaking)

(door slowly creaking)

(indistinct police radio|communication)

(crunching)

(sirens approaching)

(crunching)

Billy was declared insane.

to Clark Sanitarium.

(crow cawing)

Paramedics saved his sister,|Agnes.

She lost her right eye.

All scarred up, mother murdered,|an inbred.

Her father, Billy,|who was her brother, Billy...

a f***ing psycho.

They sent her to an orphanage.

Like, what chance did she have

that a foster family|would ever take her?

No one's seen her since.

(rocking chair creaking|rhythmically)

(wind howling)

Did they ever|find out from him

why he killed his family?

Well... it seemed to him

that's how they showed|their love.

(door slams shut)

Clair?

(drawers sliding open and shut)

MS. MAC:
|Megan?

(clock ticking)

Can we help you?

She was supposed to call.

I'm Clair's sister.

Where is she?

I'm kind of worried about Megan.

Who knows|what her deal is, okay?

- Can we go to my apartment?|- No. She was weird before.

I mean, she was a b*tch to me,|and that's never happened.

And we've been getting|these weird phone calls,

one from her cell,

and her car's still outside,|and she's just, what,

gone in the middle|of this weather?

- Hey.|- Ow.

What, exactly,|are you looking for?

Like, a note or something|that says she's okay.

All her stuff is here,|and her car is outside.

Okay. Call her cell.

MS. MAC:
|You're a legacy?

What year?

'93, '94, I don't know.

I started late, I quit early.

I don't remember you.

I mean, this was supposed to be|such a big f***ing weekend.

Excuse my language,|but I drove

all the way out here|in this shitty, shitty weather.

I blew off a weekend

in Vail with a cardiologist...

I love that coat.

(phone beeps)

Voice mail.

(sighs)

Meg, hi, it's Kel.

Um, look, I was just wondering|if you were okay, and, you know,

wanted to know what happened|to you and stuff, so...

can you just call me back,|please, on my cell?

Okay, bye.

(phone snaps shut)

(soft rustling)

MS. MAC:
|Clair's name is ''Crosby.''

This says ''Colvin.''

The divorce will|be final in March.

What else do you need?

Look, I can't tell you|any secrets

about my sister, because|I don't really know her.

I-I-I can't tell you anything|about this place,

because I really f***in'|hated it here.

Um...

I see Billy|still gets a Christmas present.

Oh, this is new.

It's not, uh...

for Billy,|it's for Alpha Kappa from Billy.

(clock chiming)

That wasn't here before.

Well, let's open it.

(wind whistling)

# #

(gasps)

What if there's something|on her computer, like, uh,

an e-mail or something|that says where she is?

Hey, you know what?|I don't...

I don't feel comfortable.|uh, whatever, like,

invading someone's privacy|like this.

Try calling the police again.

(thudding)

(scraping)

Who put this under the tree?

She put it there.

She found it.

Are you actually giving me sh*t

when none of you can tell me|where my sister is, huh?

Where's her room?

Well, you know what that is?

The attic window's open.

What, you think she's up there?

LEIGH:
|You know her better than I do.

I'm her half-sister,|12 years older.

Clair was in, um...

I don't know, second grade|when I moved in here, this room.

It's weird how, at this age,|12 years seems like nothing.

In fact, in a weird way,|she seems older.

She was the one who wanted|to bridge that time,

finally get to know each other|while we could.

Can, you know, while we can.

- (paper rustling)|- HEATHER: Hey.

Same paper as the present|Eve gave me.

That paper's dated|December 26, 1991.

Eve lives in Billy's room.

Maybe she's, like,|obsessed with him.

I'm gonna go up to her room|and see if there's

any of that old newspaper|or anything up there.

Look, I'm tellin' you, it's|the window, Kelli, okay?

Can we just get up to the attic,|and I will close it.

(gasps)

Maybe she changed her mind|and just...

(clears throat)|...left.

(electrical crackling)

(electrical crackling)

(electrical crackling)

(gasps)

(electrical humming)

(computer trills)

(Kelli gasps)

(computer beeps)

Look, this was before|you came here.

Okay? I did not put this|on the 'Net.

A guy at my work,|he got pissed off at me,

and he stole my tapes.

(wry laugh)|Tapes, Kyle?

How many are there,|you f***ing liar?!

(door creaking)

(wind whistling)

KELLI (crying):
I can't even|believe that this person is you.

How could you do such a thing?

I saw you so different.

(papers rustling)

(electronic beeping)

(electronic beeping)

KELLI (screaming):|Get out!

Get the f*** out!

Am I gonna show up on there?

Isn't sex enough, Kyle?

You need little visual trophies|to get your thrill?

Why don't you shut the f*** up?!

- Hey, hey, hey!|- Go, Kyle, now!

I got her, Ms. Mac.|It's okay, baby.

- I got you.|- (retching)

Kelli, I really like you.

A lot.

I don't blame you|for hating me.

But I wasn't dealing.

I wasn't knocking over|7-Elevens.

I didn't hurt anybody.

Yeah, Merry Christmas, a**hole.

F*** all you b*tches.

Get out of here now!

Get out of here.

Go. Go!

(retching)

(Melissa speaks softly)

Kelli...

(door closes)

Um, th-this is Clair's sister.

(wind whistling)

(Kelli crying softly)

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