Eight Legged Freaks Page #4
SAM:
Where did you learn that it’s okay
to talk to me like this?
ASHLEY:
Relax, Mom. He’s hot for an old
guy. I can admit it. Why can’t
you?
Sam watches Chris get into his truck. He gives her one
last look before pulling out. Sam smiles with her
daughter.
INT. MINING MUSEUM (MAIN STREET, TOWN) -DAY
Vintage mining gear. Walls covered with sepia-tone
photos chronicling the history of the McCormick mines.
GLADYS LAUDERBACK (50s) sits at a desk. She blows smoke
from her Kool into the breeze of an air conditioner.
Ignoring the signs behind her head: "NO SMOKING!",
"DANGER GAS!"
As Chris enters, Gladys hides her lit cigarette in a
drawer.
GLADYS:
Did you pop him one?
CHRIS:
He had it comin’. But Sam
Palmer... That woman abuses her
power.
GLADYS:
Why? Because she stopped you from
givin’ Wade another pop?
CHRIS:
I’m not proud of it.
Chris goes to a table and a map of the mines that
honeycomb beneath the town. Many of them are marked
"explored." Many aren’t. Chris checks another tunnel
off the list. He sniffs the air and glares at Gladys.
Smoke rises out of her desk drawer. Gladys yanks it open
and puts out the flame.
(CONTINUED)
21.
CONTINUED:
CHRIS:
patch.
GLADYS:
I am.
She raises her sleeve to reveal several nicotine patches.
Chris exits through a door at the back of the museum.
Chris enters the family living quarters. The furniture
was new in 1947. He continues to the adjacent kitchen.
INT. MUSEUM -KITCHEN -DAY
Chris takes a beer out of the fridge. Then he notices an
odd CLICKING. He tracks the sound to a stove burner
permanently on "light."
Chris moves to a fuse box in the adjacent hallway. He
removes the fuse for the stove. The SPARKING STOPS.
Chris sits at the table and has a cooling sip of beer.
Gladys enters with a stack of bills.
CHRIS:
That burner’s on the fritz again.
GLADYS:
Oh something’s broken? What else
is new?
(lays bills on table)
You need to pay these by the end
of the month.
CHRIS:
(looks at bills)
Today... For a split second... I
actually thought I had it.
GLADYS:
Another vein of iron pyrite?
CHRIS:
Yeah... Then a rat stole my lunch.
I practically blew myself up
trying to get it back.
(CONTINUED)
22.
CONTINUED:
GLADYS:
I’m glad you like my bologna
sandwiches.
(beat)
Maybe you should talk to Wade.
CHRIS:
What are you saying?
GLADYS:
Honey, if he really does have a
buyer...
CHRIS:
You of all people know how much my
dad wanted to find that mother
lode.
GLADYS:
Your daddy wanted to get rich. I
don’t think he cared how that
happened. If he was still alive,
maybe he’d sell those mines.
Chris takes umbrage...
CHRIS:
And maybe you didn’t know him so
well after all.
A tense beat.
GLADYS:
You’re right... I’m just worried
about how we’re going to pay these
bills.
CHRIS:
Don’t give up on me, Gladys. I
promised him I’d find the gold.
And I will.
Gladys steels her fear, patting Chris on the hand.
EXT. TOWN -ESTABLISHING SHOT -DAWN
The sun rises. The town slowly comes to life.
HARLAN (V.O.)
Good morning, Prosperity, Nevada.
It’s another beautiful day on the
frontier.
Locals prepare their stores for business.
23.
INT. JOSHUA’S HOUSE (DESERT) -DAY
HARLAN (V.O.)
yesterday’s fracas between Chris
McCormick and Wade Hale. And
we’ve got...
Joshua turns the radio down. He holds a tape measure to
a glass spider tank, recording the size of an unseen
arac.
JOSHUA:
An exponential growth rate...
That’s impossible.
CHARLIE:
Me so horny. Me love you long
time.
Joshua doesn’t look back at the parrot sitting on its
perch.
JOSHUA:
Be quiet, bird!
Charlie looks over at the tarantula tank. Watching
curiously as the cloth cover moves slightly. As if one
of the spiders is escaping. Charlie flies over to
investigate. He lands on the counter and peers around
the back of the tank.
CHARLIE:
Charlie’s in the wire! Incoming!
Something yanks the parrot O.S.
JOSHUA:
Stop screwing around...!
Joshua looks back in search of the parrot. He notices
several feathers floating down to the floor. He heads
over to investigate. Joshua pulls the blanket clear to
reveal the top of the cage has been pushed aside. No
sign of any tarantulas. Joshua checks the back side of
the tank.
JOSHUA:
Where’d you go? Consuela?
She’s nowhere to be seen. Joshua spots something
sticking out from under the table. Two parrot feet.
Joshua pulls Charlie out from under the table. It’sa
horrible sight. The bird is wrapped in spider webbing.
His body desiccated.
(CONTINUED)
24.
CONTINUED:
JOSHUA:
Charlie... Semper fidelis.
Joshua sees Charlie is attached to a web. He tugs on the
webline. Something tugs back. Joshua leans down to look
under the table. His eyes go wide at what he sees. Then
a shadow looms over his head. Joshua looks up and...
EXT. JOSHUA’S HOUSE (DESERT) -DAY
SCREAMS and the sounds of BREAKING GLASS come from
within.
Ranch style. Cop car in front. Chris’s pickup cruises
by.
INT. PICKUP TRUCK -OUTSIDE PALMER HOUSE -DAY
Chris drives past. He catches sight of a figure in a
window.
INT. PALMER HOUSE -BATHROOM -DAY
Sam is brushing her teeth at the window as Chris drives
by. They make eye contact. Chris moves on. Sam looks
at herself in the mirror. Bathrobe. No makeup. Messy
hair. Mouth full of toothpaste.
SAM:
Work it, babe.
INT. PALMER HOUSE -HALLWAY -DAY
Sam comes out of the bathroom dressed in her uniform.
SAM:
It’s all yours.
Ashley and Mike exit their rooms. Mike is dressed for
the day. Ashley in a robe. They race for the bathroom.
Mike is first. Then Ashley hip-checks him out of the
way, slamming the door in his face.
ASHLEY (O.S.)
Ladies first.
(CONTINUED)
25.
CONTINUED:
MIKE:
What’s your excuse!?
Sam sticks her head out of a room at the end of the hall.
SAM:
You still want a ride, Mike?
MIKE:
I’m just going to the mall.
SAM:
Have fun.
Mike heads down the hallway and out of the house.
INT. PALMER HOUSE -BATHROOM -DAY
Ashley turns on the shower, drops her robe, and climbs
in.
INT. BATHROOM -SHOWER -DAY
Ashley is surrounded by steam. She sings an edgy gangsta
rap tune by NWA. Tres’ bizarre, non? Shampoo lather
cascades down her face. Her eyes close. She is
oblivious to a small spider crossing a web in front of
her. The spider gets clear as Ashley rinses off the
soap.
Ashley rubs conditioner into her hair. The lather
builds. Covering her face. Forcing her eyes closed once
more. The spider returns across its web right in front
of her eyes.
The water stops. Ashley reaches for the showerhead
blindly knocking the spider off its web. She feels no
water coming out, and fumbles for a washcloth. Reaching
with eyes closed, she can’t see the little spider has
landed on top of the cloth. As Ashley retrieves it, the
spider scurries onto its opposite side.
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