Children Of The Corn: Runaway Page #4

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Shut up!

(SCREAMING)

RUTH:
Carl?

(SCREAMING)

(CAR ALARM BLARING)

(RUTH WHIMPERING)

(GIRL LAUGHING)

(GIRL LAUGHING)

They'll think I did this.

That's the plan, right?

(GIRL LAUGHING)

(KEYS CLINKING)

Come out.

(GIRL LAUGHING)

Come out!

This what we got?

Yeah.

Let's go.

I'll come for you.

I promise, okay?

SARAH:

Be careful there, hit girl.

(SOBBING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(MUSIC BOX PLAYING)

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

SARAH:
Whenever I'm up here,

I'm just struck

by the perfection of it all.

Little farmers down there sowing

their fields every spring.

You know, if you're quiet,

you can actually hear

the corn growing.

And then comes the harvest,

and it starts all over again.

It's...

It's a beautiful thing.

We're not going to Tulsa,

are we?

Nope.

Didn't think so.

(SARAH CHUCKLES)

RUTH:
Oh, God. (PANTING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(GASPS)

What are you doing here?

You little whore! B*tch!

(GASPS)

(DOOR SLAMMING)

(WOOD CREAKING)

You're not real.

You're not real.

Oh, you're not real.

You're not real.

(RUTH GASPING)

You're not real.

You're not real.

You're not real.

You're not real.

(RUTH WHIMPERS)

- (SCREAMS)

- Why did you do this to me?

RUTH:
Let go! Let go!

Let me go!

No!

(GRUNTS, SOBS)

(DOOR SLAMMING)

(GRUNTS)

GIRL:
Ruth.

(WOOD CREAKING)

(WRENCH CLINKING)

(WOOD CREAKING)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

Sooner or later, you have

to deal with it, sweetie.

You're still part of us.

- And we're still part of you.

- No. No.

No? Then why keep using

your biblical name, Ruth,

and not the name

that your parents gave you?

What was it again?

Sandra, I think it was.

Sandy.

Where's my son?

He's doing just fine.

We're already getting along

like soulmates.

Did you know he's never read

the Bible? Not a page.

I want him back.

You don't really want that.

Not in your condition.

I mean, look at yourself.

Is that the face

of a responsible mother?

(WRENCH THUDS)

(GASPS)

Sweetie, come here.

Remember how it felt

when you sliced open

your mother's throat?

You watched her bleed out.

And that look

of utter surprise.

You kept that lock of hair

as a keepsake, remember?

Of all

your childhood mementos,

this was the one

that you couldn't part with.

Death was such a mystery

back then.

It still is. It just comes a lot

easier now, doesn't it?

Those poor kids.

Your brothers

and your sisters

trapped in a cornfield,

burning alive.

I want my son.

Well, we're gonna have

to get over that.

I want my son!

I know you want

what's best for Aaron.

Where is he?

SARAH:
He's here.

He's downstairs.

What?

What? No. No.

He can't...

He can't see this.

RUTH:
Aaron.

Please, baby.

- I'm sorry.

- Be careful what you wish for.

What did you do?

Come here.

Please. Baby, please.

I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

I'm so, so sorry.

(RUTH SIGHS)

Mommy... Mommy is sick.

You were right.

I know that now.

Everything is much,

much clearer now.

No, don't!

Don't, don't, don't! Why...?

You're afraid of me.

I... I get that.

But I'm your mother.

And I need you

to listen, okay?

I have something

I gotta tell you.

Sarah...

...is not who you think

she is, okay?

You gotta stay away from her,

you understand?

You understand what I'm saying?

Just keep away from her.

She's not your friend.

She's your enemy.

She's who we've been

running from

for your entire life.

You understand me?

She's the darkness.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(SNIFFLES) Promise me,

promise me,

the second that I let go,

that you are gonna run, okay?

That you're gonna run, you're

gonna run and run and run,

and you're never

gonna look back, okay?

You promise, okay?

(SNIFFLES)

I love you.

I love you. (CHUCKLES)

I love you too.

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

(GROANS)

RUTH:
Cut them down,

plant the seed.

Spread their blood,

watch and feed.

And bleed and die.

And bleed and die.

AARON:
In the end,

Ruth finally understood.

She wasn't running away

from her destiny.

- She was running to it.

- (AARON SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

- And I am too.

- AARON:
...must be cut down

so that what is pure

and unspoiled

may take its place.

Lord, give me thy strength

to seek out which is impure,

that which is unholy,

that which dishonors thy name

in treachery and betrayal.

Let me by thy sword,

by thy sickle,

and by thy fire!

Lord, let thy righteous fury

guide my hand

until the land

is once again cleansed of sin,

until the fields

are ready to be sown again,

nourished by the blood

of the corrupted souls

that walk among us

even now.

To your will,

I commit myself,

body and soul...

for time eternal.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC BOX PLAYING)

(LOCUST BUZZING)

(MUSIC BOX PLAYING)

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