Fright Page #10

Loomis:
I think, Don’t quote me on that.

Jamy:
I’ll quote you on that.

Loomis (whispering to himself): Sly b*tch.

Jamy grabs a banana and begins eating it as a knock on the door causes them to jump.

Dorito (yelling from the room): I BUMPED MY F***ING DONG!

Loomis:
So that’s what kids are calling it nowadays?

Jamy:
He took too much of that purple sh*t.

Loomis:
Where did he get it from?

Jamy:
He has problems with his penis apparently, I dunno, I didn’t really give a f***.

Loomis (eyes wide as he nods): Alright.

Jamy answers it, and it is Luke, now covered in sh*t.

Jamy:
Oh my.

Luke:
A gang took and threw me in a thing of sewage.

Loomis:
Oh motherf***er.

Dorito (walking down putting a shirt on): What happened to sh*t-body?

Luke:
You don’t look so good yourself.

Dorito:
Good enough to f*** your niece.

Jamy:
Dorito!

Luke:
Wait, (pointing fingers) A f***er named Dorito, f***ed my niece? Her?

He points at Jamy.

Luke:
This sexyass hoe f***ed this unattractive--

Loomis:
God that was perverted.

Luke (shaking his head): Really, Jamy?

Jamy:
What?! I like him!

Luke:
He better have a good f***ing idea of how to treat beautiful women like yourself, That’s all I have to say, or I’m not impressed and will kick this little p*ssy’s ass.

Dorito:
That sounded wrong.

Luke:
You want me to kick your f***ing ass?!

Dorito (backing away): No sir.

Luke:
I’m just kidding with you! Was she good?

Jamy:
Luke!

Luke:
What? I’m just making small talk with the little f***er!

We cut to them packing up bags, Luke, who is in the car, turns on some The Weeknd song as Loomis, Tim, Jamy and Dorito get in.

Loomis:
What is this, R&B, Hip Hoppity sh*t?

Luke:
The Weeknd!

Jamy:
It is a rapper, Loomy.

Loomis (nodding): Ah, I was just curious.

Dorito:
Where we headed, Luke?

Luke:
A farm, Dorito.

Dorito:
Oh, Not a mansion to hide out in or anything?

Luke:
No, My friend Burt owns a farm we can stay at.

Tim:
My ex-boyfriend.

Dorito:
Ah. Wait, What?

As Stealers Wheel begins playing, We cut to a montage of them driving around on a whole bunch of random roads, Greensuit also kills random people (17 to be exact) at the following locations, A school (kids are the only ones to be killed), A bar, A disco, a game store, and a arcade. We then cut back to them pulling into the farm. They pull into a house.

Dorito:
This isn’t a farm.

Luke:
Nope.

Jamy:
I’ll only be a second.

We cut to her walking in a dirty-dark looking house, A woman drinking beer with a gun on the table and a dead dog on the couch can be seen watching a TV with Halloween 5 on. Something that sounds like Harry’s Suite from TASM2 can be heard as the woman looks up at Jamy.

Andrea:
What the f***.

Jamy:
Hello, Mother.

Andrea (looking back at the gun): Don’t call me that.

Jamy (taking a seat): I’ve come to talk with you again.

Andrea:
Again? Ha, F*** you. You put an innocent man behind bars and blamed me for it? Now you’re taking advantage of your father’s best friend?

Jamy:
You took advantage of him too! You took his money and left him for my f***ing dad--!

Andrea:
YOU DON’T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED! Privileged whore. I should’ve disowned you the second your father died.

Jamy:
You got disowned by your mother, I’m sorry--

Andrea:
You’re not f***ing sorry. If you was truly sorry, you wouldn’t of come here.

Jamy (sobbing):
I tried! I f***ing tried! But you threw me away!

Cue some song that has a faint sound to Hello, Adam from Saw.

Jamy:
Maybe if you weren’t such a b*tch you would learn something!

Andrea (jumping out of her seat): What the f*** did you just call me?

Jamy:
A b*tch.

Andrea:
What?

Jamy (standing up): You’re a f***ing b*tch.

Andrea slaps Jamy and Luke comes in.

Luke:
Andrea!

Andrea:
Oh what the f*** are you gonna do?

Andrea smacks Jamy with a beer bottle, cutting her. Luke then shoots Andrea in the neck, causing her to fall onto the table. Jamy looks at her mother.

Andrea:
What the f*** is--

Luke:
Ah shut the f*** up.

Luke grabs Andrea by the neck as Jamy backs away and throws her through the window.

Luke:
F***ing whore.

Jamy:
Luke?

Luke:
She’s f***ing dead.

Andrea suddenly jumps down through the window with a bloody fork and stabs Jamy in the chest as Luke is punched through the window by her.

Jamy:
Oh f***--

Jamy falls to the ground while breaking the door. Loomis notices her and gets out and runs to her as he yells for the others to join him. Loomis grabs Jamy as Luke shoots randomly.

Jamy:
Luke!

Luke:
Oh come on f***er--!

Luke and Andrea begin fighting as The others run to the van.

Andrea:
OH NO YOU DON’T!

Andrea grabs Luke’s gun and goes to shoot Jamy in the head, but Tim blocks the bullet with his pocket knife.

Tim:
Shoot faster, C*nt.

Luke headbutts Andrea and grabs her and begins beating the death out of her before dropping her to the ground, finally causing her demise.

Luke:
F***ing c*nt.

We cut to them in the farm, Burt is stitching up Jamy’s wound (we cut to shots of her twitching and grabbing the table) as we cut to Ash walking in a disco, He is on the phone with someone.

Ash:
You can’t tell them I got out.

Burt:
The f*** man? I just had to stitch a b*tch’s stab wound up and now there is some shitty greensuited motherf***er on the loose that caused you to get shot?

Ash:
It’ll all make sense later--

Burt:
It better.

Ash hangs up, and he bumps into a woman who gets angered.

Jade:
What the f***?

Ash:
What is a woman not dancing doing in a strip club?

Jade:
None of your f***ing business.

Ash (as she walks off): Whatever.

We cut to him walking in a room where a old black guy is on a computer typing. He then looks up at Ash.

Stallone:
Ah, Ash!

Ash (seating himself): It’s been awhile, huh?

Stallone:
Oh you have no idea.

Ash:
Well, I need guns.

Stallone:
What?

Ash:
I need guns, A lot of guns.

Stallone:
No, You’re not--

Ash:
Give me the f***ing guns right now.

Stallone:
You can’t go after Greensuit with a gun--

Ash:
Yes, I f***ing can.

Stallone:
Why do you say that?

Ash:
I know I can.

Stallone:
You just got shot in the f***ing chest and then got poisoned by one of your doctors and you think you can take a killer with f***ing ghosts on his side?!

Ash:
Yes, I think I can.

Stallone:
No, You can’t!

Ash:
Just give me the f***ing guns.

Stallone (as he gets up out of his chair): You’re not gonna make me.

Ash (Pulling out a pistol as he gets up also): Give them to me.

Stallone (dropping the pocket knife he was holding to hold both of his hands up): Woah man! No! Don’t shoot!

Ash:
Will you give me the f***ing guns?

Stallone (crying): No, I won’t.

Ash shoots Stallone in the head.

Ash:
I’m more corrupt than you thought I was huh?

Ash clicks a button on his side of the desk, and one of the walls turns into an armory of guns.

Ash:
Let’s kill us a greensuit.

Suddenly, Little girls appear behind him. They both begin chanting You’ll Go Next.

Ash:
What the f***?

Ash shoots one of them with a shotgun, but they instead get louder.

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