Halloween H20 Page #12

She turns it on... dials the emergency channel... is

distracted by --

THE CAR:

outside the gates... its headlights suddenly extinguish.

ON Hattie, squints through through window in the car's

direction...

THE SHAPE:

emerges from the shadows behind her... wraps the CB cord

around her neck... Hattie struggles to free herself... her

face pressed up against the glass...

The Shape brandishes a knife... stabs her repeatedly in the

back... ends the struggle.

CUT TO:

INT. BELL TOWER - CONTINUOUS

Wally, the custodian, climbs the four flights of stairs to

the massive bell partially enclosed at its top... he tugs on

the rope dangling from the bell...

THE BELL RINGS.

Its sound resonating across the campus.

ON THE DORMS.

The windows, once lit, are now extinguished, leaving the

dorms shrouded in total darkness... lights out.

INT. DORM - MOLLY'S ROOM

The sound of the ringing bell echoes softly through the

room...

Molly lies in her bed, unable to sleep, eyes to the

ceiling... her pajama clad body partially covered by a sheet.

ON "LURCH," THE SCHOOL DOG

lying beside Molly's bed, also asleep.

Molly hears the RUSTLING of bushes outside her window... she

turns in its direction to see --

THE BUSHES:

moving forcefully, their branches scratching wildly against

glass...

MOLLY:

sits up in bed, her eyes glued to the window... she slowly

gets out of bed, moves toward it... leans against the

windowpane.

ANGLE THROUGH THE WINDOW

of the campus, bathed in moonlight... wind howls through the

trees... leaves scurry across the grounds.

BANG! BANG!

A hand raps on her window. Molly jumps out of her skin.

ON JOHN:

standing outside her window, motions her to open it. She

does, sticks her head out...

MOLLY:

(whispering)

What are you doing here?!

JOHN:

(whispering)

I came to see you.

MOLLY:

I can see that.

(a beat)

Why?

JOHN:

Can I come in?

MOLLY:

Are you crazy? You'll get caught.

JOHN:

Then you come out here.

MOLLY:

Then I'll get caught.

JOHN:

(louder)

Well, I'm not going until I talk

to you.

MOLLY:

Alright. I'll come out. Just be

quiet.

CUT TO:

EXT. HILLCREST ACADEMY - FIVE MINUTES LATER

Molly and John meander through the wooded acreage along the

perimeter of the campus, hand-in-hand... the school buildings

completely obfuscated by the surrounding foliage.

MOLLY:

You really think Eddie killed her?

JOHN:

You saw that Michael Meyers

display. You've got to be pretty

twisted to come up with something

like that.

MOLLY:

I guess. It's just hard to

believe.

THE SHAPE:

appears behind them in the distance, standing beside a

tree... watching... waiting. It seems as though with each

cut the SHAPE moves closer...

JOHN:

You look kind of cold.

MOLLY:

I'm okay.

JOHN:

Here, take my jacket.

John takes off his letterman jacket, drapes it over her

shoulders...

The SHAPE disappears from view, into the thicket.

JOHN:

(continuing)

Better?

MOLLY:

Yeah.

John gazes into Molly's eyes, her moves in closer... they

engage in a passionate kiss... John's hands begin to find

there way up her blouse when --

A PAIR OF HANDS:

grabs them by the back of their necks, pulls them to their

feet! Sh*t! Molly SCREAMS... the CAMERA PULLS BACK TO

REVEAL...

KERI:

with a firm grip on them both, a disapproving look painted

across her face.

KERI:

All right... fun's over.

EXT. SCHOOL GROUNDS - MINUTES LATER

Keri moves across the campus, back to the school... Molly and

John in tow. They pass the group of faculty houses...

KERI:

(to John)

Go take a cold shower... I'll deal

with you later.

John heads for his house, waves good-bye to Molly... she

waves back sheepishly.

Keri and Molly continue toward the dorms...

KERI:

(continuing)

Molly, of all the people... if I

can't trust my resident assistant,

then what?

MOLLY:

I know. I'm really, really sorry,

Miss Tate. Please let me keep the

job... it's the only way I can

afford to stay here.

KERI:

Okay, tell you what... you can

still be the school R.A., but no

dance tomorrow night.

MOLLY:

(relieved)

Okay... thank you.

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