House of 1000 Corpses Page #13

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EXT. FARMHOUSE - NIGHT

An old Gothic FARMHOUSE stands atop a hill at the end of a

long sloping dirt road. SCARECROWS with pumpkin heads hang

CRUCIFIED on crosses lining the drive. Everything is severely

overgrown.

Bill and Baby enter the gates of the FARM, they walk up the

main drive.

Baby runs forward and begins jumping around in the huge mud

puddles, then runs up onto the front porch of the old house.

The front of the house is covered with strange junk art.

Hundreds of dolls faces are nailed to the walls.

BABY:

These are all my dolls. I use to

like to chop their heads off.

Broken bottles and cans are cemented together in weird HUMAN

FIGURES, ANIMAL SKINS stretched over bone armatures form a

makeshift roof.

Glowing down from the upper windows are grinning JACK-O'-

LANTERNS.

BABY:

The door's locked. I'll gotta go

around... wait here.

BILL:

OK.

Baby RUNS OFF around the side of the house.

Bill stands looking off into the distance at the desolate

farm grounds. The rain continues to hammer down.

From BILL'S POV we see a silhouette of a LONE FIGURE walking

in the distance. The shape of a large dog follows behind

him.

Bill JUMPS, startled by the sound of the heavy front door

opening.

BILL:

Christ, you scared the sh*t out of

me.

BABY:

Aw, you ain't seen nothing yet.

BILL:

Is your brother ready to go?

BABY:

Oh... yeah, he already left. We'll

wait inside, come on.

BILL:

He left!

BABY:

Yeah, come on.

Baby GRABS Bill by the arm and pulls him into the house.

The heavy iron door slams shut.

INT. CAR - SAME

Denise and Mary sit facing one another, playing cards.

Mary deals from a deck.

Jerry naps in the front seat.

MARY:

How long has it been?

DENISE:

I don't know... about half an hour.

A metal KLANG is faintly heard.

MARY:

What was that?

DENISE:

What? I didn't hear anything.

MARY:

Wait... quiet. Turn off the radio.

Mary reaches over the front seat and turns off the radio.

DENISE:

Now... listen.

They sit in silence.

MARY:

I don't hear anything.

DENISE:

(whispering)

Shhhhhh, quiet.

MARY:

I still don't.

DENISE:

Turn on the headlights. See if

anything is out there.

Mary turns on the headlights. Denise lets out a blood-curdling

SCREAM. Jerry bolts up.

JERRY:

What... what!

Standing dead center in the road is the GIANT SHAPE of a MAN

holding a heavy chain with a huge hook on the end.

MARY:

Lock the doors... quick, quick.

Everybody scrambles to lock the doors.

DENISE:

Holy f***, holy f***, holy f***.

On closer inspection, Jerry notices the chain is attached to

the back of a TOW TRUCK.

JERRY:

Hold on, hold on! Everybody calm

down! It's the tow truck guy.

MARY:

What!

DENISE:

Jesus Christ.

MARY:

I think I'm gonna have a f***ing

heart attack.

JERRY:

(Scottish accent)

OK lassies, I think it's time you

get to gripping reality.

MARY:

Enough with the stupid voices.

The brute man attaches the chain to the car and begins raising

it with his truck.

A SIGN on the side of the truck reads FIREFLY TOWING.

DISSOLVE TO:

CLOSE UP - TV SCREEN

We are watching a scene from THE OLD DARK HOUSE. GLORIA

STUART, RAYMOND MASSEY and MELVYN DOUGLAS are standing in

the rain pounding on a huge wooden door.

GLORIA STUART:

Knock again louder.

MELVYN DOUGLAS:

I should of thought that was loud

enough to wake the dead... that's an

idea.

RAYMOND MASSEY:

What is?

MELVYN DOUGLAS:

Wouldn't it be dramatic, supposing

the people inside were dead. All

stretched out with the lights quietly

burning about them.

GLORIA STUART:

I'm sure it would be very amusing.

We pull back from the TV to see Bill's clothes drying by the

fireplace. Bill, now wearing overalls and a flannel shirt,

is sitting on an old over stuffed sofa.

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