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surprisingly fast, so assuming

everything goes as planned, we

should be up and functioning in a

couple weeks.

CHRIS:

And my brain?

JIM:

Your red part? It’ll be discarded,

but don’t worry. You wont be gone.

Well not completely. You’ll still

be in there somewhere; limited

consciousness of course;

JIM (CONT'D)

you’ll still be able to see and

hear but your existence will be as

a passenger... an audience. You

will live in...

90.

CHRIS:

(defeated)

...The Sunken Place.

JIM:

Yes. That’s what she calls it.

Good! So you understand, I’ll

control the motor functions, the

will of our body, effectively

making me-

CHRIS:

Me... You will be me.

JIM:

As far as the world is concerned.

It’s still a pretty new operation.

Some kinks. We’re supposed to stay

away from flashes of light for

example. They can trigger a

“momentary lapse in control of

motor functions...”

CHRIS:

Why black people?

Jim is disappointed in the question.

JIM:

Well, because you get the highest

bids. For the last decade or so

anyway. I wish it was less simple

than that, but it’s not. You’re in

fashion, baby!

Final hope sinks from. Chris shoulders.

JIM (CONT’D)

Honestly though, personally..? I

couldn’t give two shits about

race. I don’t care if you’re

black, brown, green, purple...

whatever. What I want is so much

deeper:
Your eye, man. I want

those things you see through.

CHRIS:

That’s crazy.

JIM:

Take it as a compliment.

CHRIS:

You’re not going to get away with

this.

91.

JIM:

We have and we will. We’ll be

together soon, brother.

The television turns off. Chris clenches his body trying topry free from his restraints, before his shoulders collapsewith exhaustion. He lifts his head to a rip in the leather armof the chair revealing its cotton stuffing. He looks at thecotton. We see Chris make a difficult decision.

LATER...

We hear nothing except a HEART BEAT.

Chris’ head hangs, asleep. His lips are dry. Chris wakes up.

The Television turns on. On the screen, a woman’s hand holds a

tea cup. With a spoon, she clinks it. We don’t hear it though.

We still hear nothing but the HEART BEAT.

CHRIS:

No, No-

Before Chris can finish SCREAMING, his eyes widen. He goeslimp -- unconscious again.

Rose enters wearing a white and black nurse’s outfit with ared cross on the chest. She rolls a medical table into the

room. She draws a dotted line across his forehead and around

to the back of his scalp. Then she unstraps his arm andprepares it for an IV. She inserts the needle.

She goes to put earbuds connected to an ipod in his ears butsees the arm of his chair has been stripped open. She looks atChris. Cotton makeshift earplugs have been stuffed in hisears!

He’s not really hypnotized!

Rose tries to scream but Chris grabs her throat with his freehand and squeezes. The HEARTBEAT quickens. Rose pleads, but wedon’t hear her.

ROSE:

(inaudible)

Wait. Wait. Chris!.... Chri-

Chris chokes her. Tears stream down his face.

CHRIS:

Shhhh.

Rose convulses. She scratches his hand and cheeks. He’s too

strong. She stares at Chris’ eyes as her consciousness fades.

Then, through the agony, her face curls into a twisted smile.

She’s having fun. Psycho. Rose goes limp in Chris’ hands.

92.

Chris takes the cotton out of his ears. We can hear again.

“You’ve got a Friend” plays on the earbuds of the ipod.

INT. OPERATING ROOM.

Earbuds also rest in Jim Hudson’s ears playing the same song.

He lies unconscious on one of two operating beds in the centerof the room connected to an IV and heart monitors.

A bright medical light shines on Jim’s shaved head which alsohas a dotted line around it. The other bed is empty and has alight shining on it as well. This bed is for Chris.

Dean stands in a black and white robe with a red cross in the

middle, his palms upwards in silent prayer near someceremonial candles. Jeremy watches his father. They areunaware of what’s happening in the Medical room down the hall.

Dean finishes his prayer.

DEAN:

Saw...

Jeremy hands Dean a circular surgical saw.

DEAN (CONT’D)

The vessel.

Jeremy leaves as Dean begins to saw into Jim’s cranium.

INT. DARK HALLWAY

Chris finds an old badminton set.

Jeremy exits the room briskly and walks down a dark hallway.

He turns into the games room and finds Rose’s body.

Jeremy’s eyes go wild. He turns as Chris emerges lunging fromthe darkness with a badminton racket. Before Jeremy canscream, Chris slams him in the face with the metal side of the

racket. He pulls Jeremy inside and shuts the door cutting offthe sound from outside. Jeremy wilts in pain.

Chris whips him over and over warping the racket to a crumpledbloody mess.

INT. OPERATING ROOM

Dean finishes sawing the top of Jim’s skull off. He removesthe cranium preciously exposing Jim’s brain.

93.

DEAN:

Jeremy...?

Dean walks to the doorway. Dean scans the dark hallway. It’squiet.

DEAN (CONT’D)

Ro Ro...?

Chris emerges charging from the darkness with Deer’s head inhis arms. He punctures Dean through his neck and shoulder withthe antlers. Dean and stumbles back into the operating room,

deer’s head attached.

DEAN (CONT’D)

Miss-

His call to Missy devolves into gargles. Dean falls knockingthe unused bed over along with some candles. The bed hascaught fire. The fire grows fast.

INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT

Missy takes a whistling tea pot off the stove and poursherself a cup. Georgina sits nearby knitting. The window, likebefore reflects the room around them.

She sniffs the air. She is suddenly afraid. She turns off thelight illuminating the back yard. Walter runs back and forthin the distance. She turns the light back on again. Chris’reflection is now behind hers. He looks savage; covered inblood. Georgina screams and runs out the back door.

Chris heads to the door, but sees his phone on the dining roomtable. He goes for it.

INT. DINING ROOM - CONTINUOUS

Chris runs through the dining room and finds his cell phone onthe dining room table.

Chris picks up his phone and presses the power button. Theloading screen comes up.

Chris grunts with frustration as he hears a creak behind him.

It’s Missy, now in the kitchen doorway behind him holding herteacup and spoon. She begins clinking her tea cup...

TING...

Chris knocks the cup out of her hand spraying hot water on herchest and face. She screams.

94.

The cat bounds off the dining room table at Chris’ face. Chrispunches it out of the air. This has given Missy enough time tograb a knife. She lunges at Chris screaming psychotically.

Chris can’t pin her down. She slices his hands. Chris grabsthe tea pot and cracks her in the head with it. She falls. Hehits her one more time. Done.

The cat slinks out an open window.

INT. FOYER - CONTINUOUS

Chris runs towards the front door. Before he can open it, hehears a footsteps running upstairs from the basement followedbloodcurdling scream from back in the kitchen:

JEREMY (O.C.)

Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!

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