Feast Page #13

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INT. BARN -- CONTINUOUS

Heroine hastily grabs food and drinks, ignoring the cash

register completely. The sun is setting.

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- CONTINUOUS

Hero and Debbie move sluggishly under the weight of the

canisters. In the shadows, we can hear the shrill hissing...

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

HEROINE:

It happened fast...

EXT. ABANDONED GAS STATION -- CONTINUOUS

Heroine emerges from the Gas Station shop. Hero is moving as

fast as possible with Debbie.

HERO:

Get in the car!

Heroine hears the growing cries of the beasts. Her loot hits

the pavement as she runs to the car's trunk and opens it.

Hero loads the canisters into the trunk as Debbie takes the

driver's seat.

HERO:

Get in the car, baby.

Hero pulls the nozzle out of the Camaro and drops the spilling

gas nozzle onto the pavement.

Heroine jumps into the passenger seat.

Hero runs over the top of the Camaro and slides into the

sunroof. He grabs a rifle and aims toward the leaking gas

pool. Something rises in the Gas Station.

HERO:

Roll!

Debbie fires up the car and tears out. Hero fires and the

station becomes a fireball.

Debbie guns the auto.

HEROINE:

Close the roof!

Hero lowers into the back seat and starts to close the roof

as TEEN BEAST lands on top of the car...

HERO:

Sh*t!

Debbie revs the engine.

DEBBIE:

Shoot that motherfu-

RIIPPP! Heroine looks over to Debbie. Her throat is gone.

Heroine grabs the wheel and steps on Debbie's foot.

SCREEECH! The car 180's and Teen Beast sails off of the hood

into darkness. The Camaro tears down a tangent dirt road...

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

Heroine stands in front of the people near Grandpapa Beast's

head.

HEROINE:

We drove the tank dry, with Debbie's

corpse riding shotgun. We stopped

for only seconds about an hour ago

to gas up and lay Debbie to rest. It

must have smelled the blood or

something. We got back on the road

and...

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

BOOM! Grandpapa Beast LANDS on the front hood of the Camaro.

Heroine and Hero SCREAM and rev the engine, swerving madly

as Grandpapa Beast VOMITS on the windshield.

HERO:

Break!

Heroine slams on the breaks. Grandpapa Beast slides back,

holding onto the grill.

HERO:

Go! Go! Go!

Grandpapa Beast tears into the engine through the grill as

sparks and smoke shoot out. Heroine jerks the steering wheel.

HERO:

Look out!

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

C.U. - Heroine's eyes.

HEROINE:

And that's how I ended up here.

BARTENDER:

And the head?

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

SMASH! The Camaro drives into a ditch. The impact DECAPITATES

Grandpapa Beast.

Its head FIRES through the windshield and lands on Heroine's

lap. Its snake-like tongue lashes out at Heroine's crotch.

She screams...

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

HEROINE:

I don't want to talk about that.

Beat.

BARTENDER:

So, your husband ditched you?

HEROINE:

No, no, no it was... it was wild out

there, no time to think, we just

moved. He didn't leave me. He just

ran.

(beat)

He just ran.

BARTENDER:

Well, justice is funny.

ROADIE:

You say there's four, huh?

GOOD GUY:

There's six now, actually.

BOZO:

Yeah, thanks for that.

GOOD GUY:

(heated to Bozo)

You know something? Standing next to

you makes me dumber.

BOZO:

You wanna take this outside?

GOOD GUY:

(rolling eyes)

Case in point.

BOSS MAN:

Easy.

TRAMPY:

What do we do?

BOSS MAN:

There's no protocol to follow here.

We just gotta take stock, hole in,

and think a way out of this.

GOOD GUY:

Do we have anything else to defend

ourselves with? Anything?

HEROINE:

Right. Were going to need some fire

power.

(to Boss Man)

Do you have any sort of guns or

ammunition here? Anything at all?

Boss Man sighs and rubs his head.

BOSS MAN:

I got my .38 here. That's six shots

and two refills. Downstairs, I think

we got another rifle, maybe a

scatterer and some gardening tools.

Maybe a couple boxes of shells for

The Judge.

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