Halloween H20 Page #6

LINDA:

Molly, you're the resident

assistant. What are you gonna do,

narc on yourself?

THE BELL RINGS.

Students clear the hall, move inside their classrooms.

John kisses Molly on the lips...

JOHN:

Just meet me in front of the gate

after lights out.

He takes off down the hall --

MOLLY:

(calling after him)

Wait... John...

He's gone. A teacher guides the girls inside a classroom and

shuts the door...

CUT TO:

INT. GYMNASIUM - AFTERNOON

A bevy of STUDENTS scurry about the gym making final

preparations for the impending Halloween Festivals: hanging

decorations on walls, carving pumpkins, spinning cob webs

along refreshment tables...

ON WILL BRENNEN, a well-favored Chemistry teacher in his mid-

forties, thinning hair, more salt than pepper... supervises

the action... a coffee mug in hand... his attention focused

on...

KERI:

sitting atop the bleachers. Will climbs the benches, sits

beside her...

WILL:

What a sight for sore eyes...

He kisses her softly on the lips.

WILL:

(continuing)

... and ears...

He kisses her again.

WILL:

(continuing)

...and lips...

He engages her in a lingering kiss.

A GROUP OF STUDENTS

point and giggle at the smooching faculty members.

Keri notices, pulls away...

KERI:

Will...

She motions toward the students below.

WILL:

What? They've all taken sex ed.

He leans in for another kiss, she playfully keeps him at arms

length...

KERI:

And this isn't the place for a

live demonstration.

Will relents, settles for holding Keri's hand...

WILL:

Aren't they doing a terrific job

this year?

KERI:

(distracted)

Looks great. It does.

WILL:

You okay? You seem a little off.

KERI:

Nothing a good stiff drink can't

fix.

Will doesn't find the humor, eyes her uneasily.

KERI:

(continuing)

That one always goes over big at

the AA meetings.

An awkward beat, then...

WILL:

It's John, isn't it?

KERI:

It's always John.

WILL:

Still wants to move out?

KERI:

He's been living out of moving

boxes for three months.

WILL:

This kid just wants his freedom.

KERI:

It's not going to happen.

WILL:

The tighter you squeeze, the

harder he'll try to break free.

KERI:

Oh, please... you get that out of

a fortune cookie?

WILL:

Doesn't make it bad advice.

Keri manages a smile...

WILL:

(continuing)

God I love that smile.

Keri stands. Will follows suit.

KERI:

I'm going into town... run a few

errands before dark. Need

anything?

WILL:

A box of fortune cookies... I'm

running out of advice.

KERI:

Bye Will.

Keri heads down the bleachers. Will watches her leave,

completely enamored...

CUT TO:

INT. NIELSEN'S MARKET - LATE AFTERNOON

A family-owned grocery mart in the heart of Ferndale. A half-

dozen CUSTOMERS mingle through the aisles.

ON Keri, standing in front of a CASHIER as he rings up a

dozen items...

Keri glances at the wall of tabloids in front of her, one of

them catches her eye --

CLOSE ON:
THE GLOBE

A headline reads: "SERIAL KILLER MICHAEL MEYERS REALLY ALIEN

FROM OUTER SPACE." Beneath the headline is a mock photo of

the Shape, holding the infamous mask in his hand, revealing

an alien head underneath....

Keri can't help but smirk at the absurdity of it all. The

cashier hands Keri her change...

CASHIER:

Happy Halloween.

Keri manages a polite smile, and exits...

CUT TO:

EXT. NIELSEN'S MARKET - MINUTES LATER

Keri moves down the tree-lined street, groceries tucked

securely under her arm.

She pauses at a storefront window. "KESSLER JEWELERS. EST.

1963" emblazoned across the glass.

ANGLE ON WINDOW:

An assortment of wedding rings glimmer behind the glass.

KERI:

holds her left hand up to the window, moving it slowly from

ring to ring... then she sees --

THE SHAPE:

in the reflection... standing across the street, staring

right through her... taunting her. This is no alien...

KERI'S

heart stops... she stands frozen, totally immobile.

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