
House of 1000 Corpses Page #24
CASHIER:
(looking down at his
tag)
Actually it's G. Ober... Gerry Ober,
but the guys drew in the other O,
f***ing a**holes.
BABY:
(uninterested)
Great story Goober, how much?
CASHIER:
Ummmm... two hundred and eighty-five
dollars.
Baby throws down three hundred dollars.
BABY:
Keep the change and get yourself a
new name.
CASHIER:
Holy crap, thanks!
Rufus picks up the boxes from the counter. He and Baby start
to walk away.
BABY:
Come on, bro. Let's go.
CASHIER:
(holding out a flyer)
Hey, wait take this.
Baby stops and grabs the flyer.
BABY:
What's this?
CASHIER:
A missing girl. I use'ta go to school
with her, she just up and disappeared
some day... real weird.
The flyer reads MISSING, KAREN MURPHY, 18. The picture on
the flyer shows the smiling chubby face of a young girl.
BABY:
Now isn't she a happy little cherub...
oh well
(stuffs it in her
pocket)
...nobody just up and disappears.
RUFUS JR.
(mutters)
Aliens.
BABY:
Yeah, maybe it was f***ing aliens.
EXT. PINK P*SSY CAT LIQUOR - MIDDAY
Baby and Rufus exit. Rufus loads the boxes into the back of
the truck. Baby sits on the curb and lights a cigarette.
EXT. CHERRYPICKER ROAD - WOODS - MIDDAY
Bill's car is now sitting in the middle of the road. The
back is attached to a police tow truck. An additional police
cruiser arrives on the scene.
Sheriff Huston steps out from his cruiser.
HUSTON:
What'd we here, Georgie?
WYDELL:
A vehicle registered to a William S.
Hudley.
HUSTON:
Holy Jesus, somebody had themselves
a field day beating the sh*t outta
this thing.
WYDELL:
Yeah, no mercy here.
HUSTON:
Recover any bodies?
WYDELL:
Not yet.
HUSTON:
(inspecting the car)
Sh*t, I wonder what these kids did
to bring this much hell down on 'em.
WYDELL:
Just in the wrong place at the wrong
time.
HUSTON:
That's the understatement of the
year.
WYDELL:
Yep, I suppose it is.
INT. BILL'S CAR - WOODS - MIDDAY
Naish is digging around under the front seat.
NAISH:
Hey, I found something.
Naish crawls out of the car.
EXT. CHERRYPICKER ROAD - WOODS - MIDDAY
HUSTON:
What'd ya got there?
NAISH:
Keys.
HUSTON:
Well Christ boy, don't stand there
like a prize dog dick with his
butthole caught up a tree.
NAISH:
Huh?
HUSTON:
Open up the trunk.
NAISH:
Yes, sir.
WYDELL:
Toss 'em over here.
Naish tosses them over the car to Wydell. Wydell fishes
through the keys, finds the trunk key and opens it.
WYDELL:
(winces)
God damn.
HUSTON:
You find something, Georgie?
WYDELL:
(disgusted)
Yep, I found something.
We move around the car to see the nude body of Karen Murphy
laying in the trunk. Her arms and legs are hog tied. She is
dead. The word TRICK is carved into her side.
INT. FARMHOUSE BASEMENT - TINY'S ROOM - LATE AFTERNOON
Water drips down from the leaking pipes above. Scavenging
rats scurry across the concrete floor.
In a far corner a single light burns, a child's Humpty Dumpty
lamp, illuminating --
Denise is strapped to an old wooden bed. She has been stripped
of her own clothes and is now wearing a blue checked little
girl's dress. Her hair is tied in pigtails.
She is cold and shivering.
BOOM. The basement door opens, heavy footsteps lumber down
the creaking stairs. It is Tiny.
Tiny is wearing an orange T-shirt that reads, "This is my
Halloween costume". For the first time we see the skin on
his arms, it is severely deformed from burn scars.
He is holding a small tray. On the tray is a box of cereal,
milk, a bowl and a spoon.
Tiny goes over to Denise, sets down the tray, and proudly
displays his T-shirt.
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