Feast Page #20

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BASH! Right behind Bozo, the boards fly off the portal window.

P.O.V. - PAPA BEAST - It flies at Bozo...

CHA-CHICK!!! The door opens... Bozo is YANKED to safety...

BAM! Papa Beast hits the door, but "something" gets caught

on the other side of the door...

OUTSIDE THE DOOR

An oddly high-pitched shriek is heard. Bozo, Heroine, and

Bartender look down in amazement... PAPA BEAST'S LARGE COCK

AND BALLS ARE CAUGHT IN THE DOOR.

Instinctively, Bartender raises the machete and comes down

hard...

IN MAIN BAR:

An even higher pitched SHRIEK is heard. The patrons track

the wild crashing and shrieking sounds of Papa Beast. ZIG-

ZAG-ZIG-ZIG-ZIG-ZAG-ZIG!

CRASH! It breaks out of the upstairs.

Heroine, Bartender and the shaken Bozo creep down the stairs.

BOSS MAN:

What the hell was that?

Bozo holds up Papa Beast's balls.

BOZO:

Dad's neutered.

The group is still.

PARA:

Awesome!

Good Girl VOMITS again...

GOOD GUY:

(rising, full of brawn)

Now is the time to band together. We

need to rise up against these monsters

of the night! Those creatures are no

match for the human spirit! We can

do it! We just need to believe in

each other! In all of us! We need to

make a stand! Right here! Right now!

Long silence.

Bozo stares at Good Guy.

BOZO:

Dude, are you gay?

Beat. Good Guy sits down, humbled, and once again, holds

back Good Girl's hair.

GOLDIE:

Okay, well... anybody else have an

idea?

HEROINE:

Is there any other way out of this

place? ANYONE?

Everyone has a blank look, but Bartender. He looks over at

Boss Man, who promptly shushes him.

HEROINE:

(to Boss Man)

What?

BOSS MAN:

What?

HEROINE:

What do you mean what?

BOSS MAN:

Huh?

HEROINE:

What's going on between you two?

BOSS MAN:

Nothing.

BEER GUY:

(looking to Roadie)

I saw something down there earlier

tonight...

ROADIE:

You saw nothing.

Heroine grabs Bartender by the collar.

HEROINE:

Don't bullshit me! If you know a way

out of this place and you're holding

out --

BARTENDER:

There's a tunnel.

Boss Man sighs.

HEROINE:

What tunnel? Where?

BARTENDER:

It's in the basement, about a hundred

yards long. It spits out on the

backside of that hill down the way.

There's a truck there.

HEROINE:

What's it for?

They clam up.

HEROINE:

What's it for!?

BOSS MAN:

Grass. I grow some pot down there.

It's no big deal, just something I

dabble in. The truck's for a quick

get away, deliveries, whatever.

HEROINE:

Is it gassed up?

BOSS MAN:

Fully.

HEROINE:

Four door?

BOSS MAN:

Two.

HEROINE:

Open?

BOSS MAN:

Covered.

HEROINE:

How many?

BOSS MAN:

Holds four.

HEROINE:

Max?

BOSS MAN:

Seven.

HEROINE:

Nine?

BOSS MAN:

Seven.

HEROINE:

(with hand out)

Keys.

BOSS MAN:

What!? So you can just get the hell

outta here and forget about all of

us!? No way! That's my god damn truck!

HEROINE:

Let me make this clear; if we stay,

we die!

BOSS MAN:

I don't trust you. No way! I pick

who goes! And I'm holding you

responsible.

Boss Man reluctantly pulls out some keys that are on a string

around his neck.

ROADIE:

(approaching)

Give 'em to me, I know the tunnel.

Boss Man tosses them to Roadie.

BARTENDER:

You're trusting that guy? He'll ditch

us and never look back.

ROADIE:

F*** you too.

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