Eight Legged Freaks Page #8
Bret leaps onto his MOTORCYCLE and FIRES it UP. Several
more jumping spiders bound across the parking lot.
BRET:
Ride!
The kids scramble, leaping onto their bikes. One rider
is picked off by a spider. The others kick up rooster
tails as they accelerate away. The spiders chase them
into the dunes.
A wasteland on the outskirts of town. The sandy waves
are "surfed" by the noisy MOTORCYCLES. The jumping
spiders keep after them, leaping a dozen feet in a single
bound.
A biker is ripped off a motorcycle. The BIKE CRASHES.
Larry ends up with a jumper on his bike. Another biker
tries to kick it off, managing to knock the critter into
the motorcycle’s spokes. The spider gets munched. But
then the courageous biker crashes and is set upon by a
hungry jumper.
Larry continues riding. But a spider lands on his back
and sinks fangs into his spine. Larry yells bloody
murder.
(CONTINUED)
44.
CONTINUED:
Bret sees Larry go down in a cloud of gore and sand.
Bret is the only human left. A jumper comes after him in
mid-air. Bret does an X-Games style rocket air, kicking
backward with booted legs. He knocks the spider away and
keeps on riding.
EXT. HIGHWAY -DAY
Three familiar trucks cruise down the highway. This time
they are devoid of any toxic waste cargo.
INT. THIRD TRUCK -HIGHWAY -DAY
Pig Pen stares fixedly at the endless road ahead of him.
SELF-HELP TAPE (V.O.)
I will live every moment of my
life as if it were my last.
PIG PEN:
I will live every moment of my
life as if it were my last.
Suddenly Bret Hale wheelies across the road. A jumping
spider explodes against the windshield. Spider guts
splatter everywhere. Pig Pen screams as he JAMS on the
BRAKES.
EXT. HIGHWAY -DAY
The TRUCK jack-knifes into a line of telephone poles.
Knocking them over and rolling multiple times before
EXPLODING. Several jumping spiders are caught in the
blast. Bret Hale rides on with several more jumpers
behind.
INT. PALMER HOUSE -MIKE’S ROOM -DAY
The black and white classic: Tarantula, plays over an
old TV and VCR. Mike is at his computer, downloading a
spider encyclopedia into his PDA. A message flashes
across the screen: CONNECTION LOST. Mike picks up the
telephone.
MIKE:
Hello? Hello?
The line is dead.
45.
EXT. DESERT -DAY
Bret rides into a dead-end canyon with the spiders very
close behind. Bret steers for the mouth of a hillside
mine shaft.
INT HORIZONTAL MINE SHAFT -DAY
Bret speeds inside. He looks over his shoulder to check
for his pursuers, they’re gone. Bret looks relieved. He
faces forward as... whack! A support beam knocks him
from his bike. The bike continues on into the tunnel
alone. From the sound of things it travels pretty far
before crashing.
Bret lies on the ground as dust settles onto his face.
He looks up at a support beam which begins to crack.
Bret moves clear just as the ceiling caves in, sealing
him in the mine.
Several locals put up more signs for missing pets.
INT. DINER/EXT. MAIN STREET (TOWN) -DAY
Harlan is kibitzing with Travis. Pete and Emma console
each other over dessert. Wade sits alone at a table for
two. The attractive WAITRESS on roller-skates give him a
fresh beer.
WAITRESS:
The phones went down for some
reason. Maybe that’s why Bret
didn’t call. Did you want to go
ahead and order?
WADE:
Just give me the usual.
WAITRESS:
One ostrich steak, comin’ up.
Wade reacts glumly to the word "ostrich."
INT. MUSEUM -KITCHEN -DAY
Gladys smokes as she puts together the fixings for a
large meal. She has a cookbook out. Pots and pans.
Chris enters. Gladys quickly drops her cigarette in the
disposal.
(CONTINUED)
46.
CONTINUED:
GLADYS:
What are you doing home?
CHRIS:
Need some rat traps.
GLADYS:
Try the basement.
CHRIS:
What is all this?
GLADYS:
I wanted to surprise you with a
special dinner. Turkey De La
Gladys.
CHRIS:
I’ll have mine without Nicotine.
GLADYS:
Not as good that way.
Chris goes through a nearby door to the basement.
INT. MUSEUM -BASEMENT -DAY
Chris comes downstairs. He rummages through some junk.
comes up with several rat traps. He turns around to
discover an odd hole in the wall. He ventures over for a
look.
CHRIS:
Rats...
Chris leans into the hole, his jacket restricts his
entry.
Chris pulls out of the hole, standing to reveal a large
male tarantula on his back. Chris is oblivious as he
takes off his jacket. The coat lands in a heap atop the
spider.
Chris gets back down and places one of the rat traps in
the hole. He doesn’t notice the jacket moving behind
him.
Chris backs out of the hole. He picks up his jacket.
The spider is gone. He grabs his traps and heads
upstairs.
47.
INT. MUSEUM -DAY
Chris passes through the kitchen. He eyes Gladys warily.
CHRIS:
Have you been smoking?
GLADYS:
No.
Smoke pours out of her nostrils.
CHRIS:
Gladys...
GLADYS:
Get back to work. I’ll see you
tonight.
Chris starts out.
GLADYS:
Sam called for you.
Chris hesitates.
GLADYS:
She wants you to come by the
station.
CHRIS:
She really has it in for me.
GLADYS:
Oh please.
CHRIS:
What?
GLADYS:
You two should just sleep together
and get it over with.
CHRIS:
Me and Sam... Hook up...
GLADYS:
I may be older than electricity,
but I used to be a nice-looking
piece of tail.
CHRIS:
Too much information.
(CONTINUED)
48.
CONTINUED:
GLADYS:
I’m not kidding. I got more
action than those chicks on VIP.
So when I tell you Sam thinks your
butt is U.S.D.A. choice...
CHRIS:
GLADYS:
Don’t tell me you don’t think
she’s a fox.
Chris mulls this over. Testing his own feelings. He
opens his mouth to ask another question. And then heads
out.
GLADYS:
See you for dinner.
Gladys doesn’t notice the basement DOOR CREAK open
slightly.
INT. POLICE STATION -DAY
Sam is on the phone at her desk.
SAM:
Nothing yet. I’m sorry. We’re
still trying to get...
Chris enters.
SAM:
Let me call you back.
(hangs up)
This has been one crazy day.
We’ve got missing pets, dead
ostriches. God only knows what’s
next.
CHRIS:
I’m sorry about yesterday. Wade
is... He knows how to push my
buttons.
SAM:
I wanted to ask you...
CHRIS:
On a date?
Sam freezes for a second. Chris laughs.
(CONTINUED)
49.
CONTINUED:
CHRIS:
I’m kidding. What did you want to
ask?
SAM:
Have you noticed anything strange
in the mines?
CHRIS:
Define strange.
SAM:
I had spiders in my house. Hector
had roaches in his basement. Some
mice...
CHRIS:
How about stampeding rats?
SAM:
Were they running away from
something?
CHRIS:
Could have been. Never saw them
do that before. I guess it
qualifies as strange.
Sam thinks this over.
CHRIS:
Sam... Do you want to go out
sometime?
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