House of 1000 Corpses Page #16

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DENISE:

Thank you.

JERRY:

(imitates Elvis)

Yes, thank you. Thank you very much.

MOTHER:

(Mother touches Jerry's

shoulder suggestively)

You're a strange one, aren't ya honey.

I think you and me are get on like...

(she thinks for a

second)

...like something real good.

Camera moves over to the TV. THE END fades up on screen.

Dr. Wolfenstein appears over the credits.

DR. WOLFENSTEIN

There well, who knew there was love

to be found in The Old Dark House.

Coming up next, do not move a muscle,

an artery or a vein as we venture

into another creepy classic... are

you ready for THE WOLFMAN, baby?

INT. HOUSE - DINING ROOM

Bill, Jerry, Mary and Denise are now all seated around a

large dining room table. A thick mountain of candles sits

burning dead center on the table, giving off a warm glow.

Dozens of Halloween decorations dangle from strings over the

table, spiders, bats and black cats.

There is a hand-made PAPER MACHE MASK sitting on each plate.

MARY:

(holding up the witch

mask)

I hope to Christ she doesn't expect

us to wear these things.

BILL:

Whatever it is just do it. The more

we play along the faster we'll get

the hell out of here.

DENISE:

Really, now is not the time to make

waves.

JERRY:

Hey, I'm just waiting for Cousin Itt

to show up.

DENISE:

Shhhhhh.

Mother walks in holding a covered serving tray.

DENISE:

You sure you don't need any help in

there?

MOTHER:

No dear, I'm fine. Now what kind of

host would I be if I put my guests

to this kind of work.

She sets the tray and goes back in the kitchen.

BOOM! The sound of the front door SLAMMING shut is heard,

followed by the POUNDING of heavy footsteps.

Mother's and Baby's shouting is heard.

BABY (O.S.)

Ma, Tiny's in.

MOTHER (O.S.)

Go tell him to get your Grandpa.

INT. HOUSE - BABY'S ROOM

Baby is standing in front of her closet staring at her

clothes. The walls of her room are covered with B+W photos

of movie stars.

BABY:

(whining)

Ma, I can't, I'm busy getting dressed.

INT. HOUSE - DINING ROOM

TINY ENTERS and removes his coat.

Everyone is speechless.

Tiny is over SEVEN FEET TALL and weighs THREE HUNDRED POUNDS.

He is wearing a black sweater with a big red skull stitched

into it. A red knit ski mask covers his face. Black gloves

cover his hands.

Tiny sits at the table, looks down at his plate and says

nothing.

Mother comes to fetch Tiny. She relays a message to him with

strange hand gestures.

Tiny gets up and leaves the room.

MOTHER:

You'll have to forgive Tiny, he can't

hear so much.

DENISE:

Oh.

MOTHER:

Yeah, my poor baby. It's his Daddy's

fault. I mean Earl was a good man...

I mean he never hit me or nothing,

but one day he just got up and went

pure devil on us all.

DENISE:

What happened? Oh, I'm sorry, it's

none of my business.

MOTHER:

He tried to burn the house down,

said it was possessed by the spirits.

Tiny was sleeping in the basement

where the fire started. I don't think

Earl ever meant to harm us... but

Tiny was badly burnt, his ears were

destroyed and most of his skin.

BILL:

Is that why he wears the mask?

MOTHER:

Yeah, my baby boy gets shy around

new people, but he'll warm up to

ya... especially the ladies.

JERRY:

Great. I thought I felt a certain

attraction between Mary and Tiny

soon as he walked in.

MOTHER:

Maybe. He's a real lady killer.

JERRY:

Didn't ya think, Mary?

Mary just smiles, then gives Jerry a dirty look.

MOTHER:

Well, we'll see... the night is young

and so are you... oh well, couple

more minutes.

Mother returns to the kitchen.

DENISE:

(elbows Jerry)

Don't be such a f***ing smart ass.

MARY:

Yeah, it's really your fault that

we're stuck in this shithole in the

first place.

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