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Halloween H20 Page #10
INT. CLASSROOM - MORNING
Keri substituting for the absentee English Lit teacher. Mr.
Elliot.
A STUDENT has just finished her oral report and heads back to
her seat.
Keri stands, crosses to the chalkboard --
KERI:
I'm sure Mr. Elliot will go over
this when he returns on Monday,
but Julie hit on a very important
aspect of Virgil's "The Aeniad."
She scrawls the word "FATE" across its surface...
KERI:
(continuing)
F-A-T-E. Fate. The Romans
believed in the three goddesses of
Fate, called "the Fate." Nona,
Decuma, and Morta. These
goddesses determined your fate.
They were to blame when things
went wrong, and were to be praised
when --
Keri passes in front of the classroom, glances out the window
and sees --
THE SHAPE:
standing behind the gates of the academy, waiting patiently
for his chance... eyes burning a hold right through her.
THE STUDENTS:
wait for Keri to complete her thought... mumble softly
amongst themselves...
KERI:
closes her eyes for a moment, takes a deep breath... looks
outside again... the Shape is STILL THERE!
THE BELL RINGS.
The students make a mad dash for the hall.
KERI:
moves swiftly through the throng of students, pushing
bewildered pupils aside as she makes her way to the school
entrance...
CUT TO:
Keri emerges from the building, moves across the campus
toward the iron gates... runs smack into --
WILL:
throws his arms around her waist...
WILL:
Whoa... what's the hurry? I'm not
going anywhere...
Keri doesn't respond, is too busy looking over Will's
shoulder --
KERI'S POV of the gate... the SHAPE has once again
disappeared.
Keri eyes the perimeter of the campus, searching for her long
lost brother.
WILL:
(continuing)
Hey, you alright?
KERI:
(distracted)
What?
WILL:
What are you looking at?
KERI:
I'm fine. I just need to lie
down...
Keri breaks free from Will's grip, heads toward the faculty
housing, determined. Will watches her leave, face laced with
concern...
CUT TO:
INT. HOUSE - KITCHEN - MINUTES LATER
Keri climbs atop a foot stool, retrieves a BOTTLE of Vodka
concealed behind bags of flour on the top shelf of the
pantry...
She spins off the top... brings the lip of the bottle to her
mouth, hands trembling...
She stops short of taking the drink, bring the bottle down
from her lips...
Keri climbs off the foot stool, crosses to the kitchen sink
and pours the Vodka down the drain...
CUT TO:
INT. LANGLEY POLICE DEPARTMENT - BLAKE'S OFFICE - DAY
Blake sits behind her desk leafing through the double
homicide case file, looking for some stone that's been left
unturned...
She removes a FILE FOLDER from an evidence bag, "KERI TATE"
in type across the index tape...
Blake opens it... still empty.
The light from her desk lamp falls across the open folder,
reveals a series of indentations in the left hand corner of
the manilla paper...
BLAKE:
struggles to make out the ghost writing... grabs a pencil,
moves the side of the lead swiftly across the folder...
"6089244325"
The numbers pop out against the shaded background...
BLAKE:
jots the numbers down on a nearby pad.
ON THE PAD:
Blake tries formatting the numbers into a Social Security
number:
"608-92-44325" too many numbers. She scratches itout...
She tries again... puts parenthesis around the first three
numbers and a dash after the sixth number: "(608) 924-
4325" -- BINGO. A telephone number...
BLAKE:
picks up the telephone, dials the number...
SECRETARY (O.S.)
Hillcrest Academy, may I help you?
CUT TO:
CLOSE ON:
NEWSPAPER CLIPPINGSfrom the "Haddonfield Leader" pinned to a large BULLETIN
BOARD, tales of the Michael Meyers' slayings splattered
across the headlines.
CAMERA PANS ACROSS the board, finds...
CRIME SCENE PHOTOS
of Meyers' slain victims... bloody, graphic images assault
the eye.
CAMERA PULLS BACK to reveal we are in --
INT. CARTER'S OFFICE - HADDONFIELD POLICE DEPARTMENT - DAY
Carter sits beneath a desk... searches for the phone, finds
it buried beneath a sea of reports --
CARTER:
(into phone)
Carter.
BLAKE:
It's Blake. How do you feel about
Wisconsin?
ON Carter's puzzled expression...
CUT TO:
EXT. FREEMAN'S DRUGSTORE - AFTERNOON
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