Eight Legged Freaks Page #10

SAM:

I guess I should watch more

’Oprah.’ It must be a textbook

’no-dad’ kind of thing.

Chris shifts awkwardly. In shock. Sad. Sam holds up a

flannel shirt.

CHRIS:

That one looks kind of scratchy.

Sam holds up a shirt that Chris approves of. He takes it

and proceeds to take off his old soot-stained shirt.

SAM:

All Jason cared about was getting

out and starting over. I guess

that included buying a new

wardrobe.

Sam turns to pass Chris a pair of Levis. He’s buttoning

up the new shirt. Chris takes the pants. He doesn’t

register Sam ogling his exposed chest.

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56.

CONTINUED:

CHRIS:

Gladys thought I should sell...

but you know... I never wanted to

get rich. If it was about the

money, I would have sold out to

Wade a long time ago.

Chris moves behind the car and takes off his pants.

CHRIS:

I think I just wanted to prove the

gold was down there. That my

family wasn’t crazy to keep

looking. Even after we’d lost so

much. And now... she’s gone, too.

SAM:

I’m sorry, Chris.

CHRIS:

Do you know what I’m trying to

say?

SAM:

It wasn’t about spending the gold,

it was about finding it.

CHRIS:

That’s right. That’s exactly

right.

Sam glimpses Chris through car windows. The poor guy’s

struggling to pull on some 501s. Sam turns away, but

catches sight of him in a propped-up glass door.

CHRIS:

Remind me never to let you do my

laundry.

She turns, only to see him in a mirror. He steps out

from behind the car. Sam stares at him.

SAM:

They look great.

INT. ASHLEY’S ROOM -SUNSET

A melancholy N’SYNC ballad plays over a BOOM BOX. Ashley

sits on her bed with her back to the open window. The

sun setting in the distance. She rips up the photographs

of Bret.

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57.

CONTINUED:

Ashley doesn’t notice the Great Dane-sized spitting

spider crawling in through her window. It is striped

like a jungle predator.

It comes all the way into the room and then lingers among

Ashley’s stuffed animal collection.

INT. MIKE’S ROOM -DUSK

Mike checks the phone. Still dead. He types at his

computer, entering the specification of the piece of

exoskeleton. A digital representation of a spider grows

on his monitor screen. Showing Mike exactly how big the

spider would be after shedding this skin. Mike is

distracted by the LOUD MUSIC coming from Ashley’s room.

MIKE:

Can’t you turn that down?!

INT. ASHLEY’S ROOM -DUSK

MIKE (O.S.)

I’m doing spider research!

Ashley stops ripping. She goes to the pile of animals,

oblivious to the spider. The beast doesn’t move. Ashley

grabs a pink teddy bear with a heart on its belly. She

returns to bed and cuts the bear’s heart out with

scissors.

The spitting spider sneaks up behind Ashley. As it

moves, so does Ashley. She scoops up the torn photos and

mutilated bear, dumping them in the trash. She turns

around to find the giant spider on her bed. She freezes

momentarily.

ASHLEY:

(sotto)

Spider... Mike... Spider...

Ashley sees her stun gun is on the dresser. She lunges

for it. She’s almost got it. The spider squirts two

lines of gummy web at Ashley. The glop hits her int he

chest, carries her backward. Glues her to the wall.

INT. GARAGE -NIGHT

Chris finishes dressing. He faces Sam. There is an odd

moment as they find themselves standing close. If the

circumstances were different they’d probably end up

kissing. And then they hear ASHLEY’S bloodcurdling

SCREAM.

58.

INT. HALLWAY -NIGHT

Mike pops out of his door. Sam and Chris run down the

hallway. Sam yanks open the door to Ashley’s room.

INT. ASHLEY’S ROOM -NIGHT

Sam, Chris and Mike stand in the doorway staring at a

giant spider menacing Ashley. The spitter fires another

webby blast, sticking the girl’s legs to the wall.

MIKE:

Wow! A scytodes spitter!

Chris pushes past Sam and Mike. He grabs a chair and

shoves it at the spitter like a lion tamer. The spider

backs off. Sam takes off running down the hallway.

ASHLEY:

Where are you going?

INT. SAM’S BEDROOM -NIGHT

Sam runs up to find a gun case. She tries to get a

shotgun, but finds it locked. She doesn’t have the key.

Sam grabs objects in the room and smashes the gun rack to

pieces.

INT. ASHLEY’S ROOM -NIGHT

Chris has the chair in one hand to fend off the spider.

With the other hand he tries to get Ashley out of the

webbing. Mike stands nearby reading from his Cassiopeia.

MIKE:

The scytodes spits a gooey

discharge to immobilize their

prey.

ASHLEY:

No sh*t!

The spider hits Chris’s chair with a blast of webbing.

The chair is blown from his hand, and stuck to the wall.

Chris stands weaponless before the spider.

ASHLEY:

Use my stun g...

Ashley is nailed in the face with another blast of goo.

Mouth sealed shut. Chris reaches under the bed and

pushes it over on to the spitter. The spider leaps clear

onto the wall.

(CONTINUED)

59.

CONTINUED:

MIKE:

(reads)

Watch its fangs! The spitter’s

fangs move from side to side as it

fires!

CHRIS:

I’ll keep that in mind.

Chris grabs the spitter from behind and drags it off the

wall. The spider turns to fight. Chris wrestles it to

the ground. He sees the fangs begin to move from side to

side and rolls clear of a point-blank web shot.

INT. SAM’S BEDROOM -NIGHT

Sam takes a purposeful step back and launches a spinning

roundhouse kick that snaps the shotgun out of its

binding. She grabs the bang stick and runs from the

room.

INT. ASHLEY’S ROOM -NIGHT

Chris puts himself between Ashley and the spider. He

looks for a weapon. Lunges for the scissors, but the

spitter nails him with a blast of glue. Chris is flung

across the room and stuck to the wall by the sleeve of

his shirt. He shrugs out of it and makes another grab

for his scissors. He gets them.

MIKE:

Get under it! Stab it in the

abdomen! They don’t have any

armor down there!

CHRIS:

How am I supposed to do that!?

The spider leaps at Chris... and EXPLODES in midair.

Bits of gore shower Chris. He stands to see Sam in the

door with her shotgun. Chris is covered in spider guts.

CHRIS:

I’m gonna need some new pants.

INT. LIVING ROOM -NIGHT

Sam finishes loading new shells into her shotgun and then

pops a fresh clip into her 9mm. Chris comes out of the

garage wearing clean clothes. Sam chucks him the pistol.

(CONTINUED)

60.

CONTINUED:

SAM:

Ever used one of these?

CHRIS:

I’m a fast learner.

Chris tries to put the gun in his pocket. And then his

waistband. But these damn pants are too tight.

Ashley uses scissors to cut web out of her hair.

MIKE:

I told you! I told you all! But

nobody ever listens to Mike!

Still think I’m crazy, Mom?

SAM:

I’m sorry I didn’t believe you.

Ashley is about to hyperventilate.

SAM:

Calm down, baby.

ASHLEY:

There aren’t enough wine coolers

in the world to calm me down!

SAM:

I won’t let anything happen to

you.

Sam ka-chacks a fresh round into her shotgun.

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