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:

EXT. HILLCREST ACADEMY - DAY

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.

ON THE FILE FOLDER.

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 it

out...

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 CLIPPINGS

from the "Haddonfield Leader" pinned to a large BULLETIN

BOARD, tales of the Michael Meyers' slayings splattered

across the headlines.

A TELEPHONE RINGS in the b.g.

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

A YELLOW SCHOOL BUS

parked across the street, filled to capacity with students.

ON John watching from outside the school bus as

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