
House of 1000 Corpses Page #28
Burning JACK-O'-LANTERNS beam from every window. Smoke rises
from the chimney.
It is Halloween night.
INT. FARMHOUSE - NIGHT
CLOSE-UP TV
Dr. Wolfenstein is on screen smashing pumpkins with a giant
hammer.
DR. WOLFENSTEIN
It is midnight my little boils and
ghouls, the witching hour. Time for
all monsters, murderers, maniacs and
madmen to go to work... so lock your
doors and bolt your windows, sit
back and prepare for a fright night
classic...
(lightning crashes)
...The House of Frankenstein.
The movie begins and we move off the TV to see:
Hundreds of CANDLES are lit, illuminating everything with a
flickering light. Music blares from a cheap stereo. BLACK
and ORANGE PAPER STREAMERS are draped from ceiling to floor.
Dead center is a LARGE OBJECT standing seven feet tall, it
is completely covered in paper Halloween decorations. A long
chain connects the object up into the rafters.
This is the Halloween party from Hell.
An intoxicated Grampa, dressed as FLASH GORDON, sits in his
wheelchair watching the TV, drinking MOONSHINE from an
unmarked bottle.
GRAMPA:
(slurred drunken
yelling at the screen)
Get those motherf***er... those high
water b*tches and rocketship
daisies... kill 'em, kill 'em.
CRASH! CRASH! CRASH! Tiny stands in a corner tunelessly
banging on a large oil drum. He is dressed like a low budget
BATMAN, in grey long johns and a black bat mask and cape.
A drunk Rufus, wearing a bloody police uniform, stands on a
table SHOUTING along to the music through a POLICE MEGAPHONE.
Mother and Baby, both dressed as SUPERHEROES, dance around
the covered object. Both are swigging moonshine from jugs.
RUFUS JR.
(shouting through
megaphone)
Show me, show me, show me, show me!
Mother and Baby start TEARING AWAY the paper covering from
the object in the middle of the room. They RIP at the paper,
spinning and dancing around in a wild pagan ritual.
As the shreds of colored paper fall to the floor we see:
Denise, Jerry and Mary tied back to back hanging from the
chain, each are dressed in a different animal costume. Denise
is a pig, Jerry is a donkey and Mary is a rabbit. They are
gagged.
Mother and Baby laugh at their helpless victims, splashing
moonshine in their faces.
BABY:
Drink up, it's party time.
MOTHER:
Enjoy your last night...
(looking around)
...where's Otis?
BABY:
Oh, he's coming, he got something
real special this year.
Rufus jumps down, begins to spin the bound captives around
and around.
RUFUS JR.
Otis, Otis, Otis, Otis!
MOTHER:
Quiet, quiet, you know he won't come
down with all this hoop-dee-doo
bouncing off the walls. Now, calm
down.
GRAMPA:
I shot an elephant in my pajamas
this morning... how he got in my
pajamas I'll never know.
BABY:
Grampa, shhhhhhhh.
GRAMPA:
Then we tried to remove the tusks,
but they were embedded in so firmly
that we couldn't budge 'em.
MOTHER:
(gesturing at Grampa)
Let him finish.
GRAMPA:
Of course, in Alabama the Tuscaloosa,
but that's entirely irrelephant.
The room goes silent. All eyes are focused on the stairs.
A robed figure, Otis, appears at the top of the stairs, he
begins to descend.
Rufus waits at the bottom of the stairs. As Otis reaches the
last step Rufus hands him the megaphone.
Denise, Mary and Jerry struggle to watch as they in turn
rotate past the scene unfolding.
OTIS:
(through the megaphone)
I'm the one who brings the Christmas
candy... now tell me
(pauses and raises
his arms)
...Who's your Daddy?
Otis walks closer to the rotating captives.
OTIS:
I'm the one who brings the devil's
brandy...
(waits)
MOTHER:
Who's your Daddy!
OTIS:
Yes! I'm the one who beats you when
you're bad...
BABY:
Who's your Daddy!
MOTHER:
Who's your Daddy!
Otis stops the spinning of his prisoners and stands directly
before Denise.
He drops his robe, underneath he is wearing a SUIT OF SKIN
sewn together from pieces of Denise's father.
Denise stares in horror, tears stream down her cheeks, barely
able to comprehend the madness around her.
Otis moves in close and licks her across the face.
OTIS:
I'm the one who loves you when you're
f***ing dead!
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