House of 1000 Corpses Page #21

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He holds.

MR. WILLIS

Hey, Phil...

(listens)

Yeah, I'm alright... but I need you

to check on something for me.

Willis stands, walks to the window, opens the shades, morning

sun fills the room.

shelf by the window is cluttered with framed photographs.

B+W memories of Denise at the beach, RUDY the dog. High school

graduations and Donald Willis in uniform with the other

members of 56 Precinct. Donald is a FORMER POLICE OFFICER.

MR. WILLIS

I'm a little worried about Denise.

She called me last night from the

road, out by Ruggsville at some joint

called Spaulding's or something like

that, said she'd be here about

eleven... but she never showed up.

Paces.

MR. WILLIS

Yeah, if you could run a check on up

that way and see about any accidents

or road closing or anything, I'd

really appreciate it...

(listening)

...yeah, yeah, I know... I'm sure

nothing happened but, you know me I

like to worry... thanks... bye.

Hangs up the phone.

INT. FARMHOUSE - OTIS'S ROOM - DAY

Mary opens her eyes, squinting into the light. Sunlight peers

through filth on the windows, fractured by the tattered

remains of rotted curtains. Peeling yellowed newspaper serves

as wallpaper surrounding the window.

Mary's eyes move across the walls to a painting of a BIG

EYED KITTEN. She stares at it and smiles. A look of horror

begins to appear on her face. She begins to scream

uncontrollably.

OTIS:

(off screen)

Shut your f***ing mouth!

She is hysterical.

OTIS:

I said shut your mouth!

ZOOM BACK to see Mary wearing a dunce cap, tied to a chair,

facing a corner in the farmhouse's attic. This is Otis's art

studio.

Otis, standing before a large canvas, sets down his paint

brush and calmly walks over to Mary.

He spins her chair around, clamps her mouth shut with his

hand and leans his nose against hers.

OTIS:

(slow and sinister)

Listen, you Malibu Barbie middle

class piece of sh*t. I'm trying to

work, you got me, work... you ever

work?

Mary's eyes scream with terror, she nods yes.

OTIS:

Yeah, I'll bet you did. Scooping ice

cream to your shitheel friends on

summer break... well, I ain't talking

about white socks with Mickey Mouse

on one side and Donald Duck on the

other... sh*t, you ain't reading no

funny books, mamma.

Otis raises his paint covered hand.

OTIS:

This is blood and guts, Suzy Q. Our

bodies come and go, but this blood

is forever...

(pulls a small book

from his breast pocket)

...let me read you something, listen

and learn... you listening?

Otis pulls back his hand, ready to backhand her across the

face with the book. She nods again. He lowers the book.

OTIS:

(gesturing dramatically)

And the angels, all pallid and wan,

Uprising, unveiling, affirm That the

play is the tragedy "Man" And its

hero the Conqueror Worm...

(pauses)

...you get that? Art is eternal, you

get me, mamma?

Mary stares dumbfounded.

OTIS:

Now, I'm gonna remove my hand... you

make a sound and I swear I'll slit

you open and make you eat your own

f***ing intestines... you get me?

She nods again. He slowly removes his hand from her mouth.

Mary tries to remain calm, but starts to hyperventilate.

Tears roll down her face.

MARY:

(whispering)

Why? Why are you doing this?

OTIS:

Doing what? Messy up your day? Well,

f*** lady there are some bigger issues

at hand... than your f***ing have a

nice f***ing day bumper sticker sh*t!

MARY:

Where's Bill?

OTIS:

(chuckling)

Well, Bill... he's a good guy, he's

been great help to me... a real

blessing... I couldn't have asked

for a better specimen. I mean you

don't know what a dry spell I've

had, total block...

(slaps his forehead)

...total block... but Bill he's OK.

Mary looks confused, but relieved.

MARY:

(softly)

Where is he?

OTIS:

Let's go see.

Otis grabs the back of the chair and drags her across the

room towards a curtained off area.

Whoosh! He pulls her through the curtains. From behind the

curtain we hear Mary SCREAMING and Otis LAUGHING.

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