I Spit on Your Grave
FADE IN:
1 OMITTED 1
JENNIFER HILLS races down from a stoop, a suitcase rolling
along behind her. Even dressed down, this city girl can't
hide her natural beauty and panache.
She makes her way across the street and to an SUV. she opens
the trunk and tosses in the suitcase among several other
bags.
She closes it, and walks to the driver's side. We see that
the entire cargo bay of the SUV is filled with boxes and
personal affects.
Al INT. SUV, CITY STREET - DAY Al
Jennifer gets in and slams the door shut. she takes a moment
to think, to breathe. Something is weighing heavily on her
mind.
After a beat, she glances up to the rearview mirror and looks
at herself. She take a long, deep, cleansing breath, and
then she turns the key in the ignition and starts the car.
B1 EXT. SUV, CITY STREET - DAY Bl
The SUV drives off down the city street.
C1 EXT. CITY OVERPASS - DAY C1
The SUV carves its way through traffic as the city looms in
the background, growing more distant by the second.
2 INT. CAR, RURAL ROAD - DAY 2
The midday sun bakes the landscape as Jennifer drives through
a country road. A stark contrast from the city, and
absolutely breathtaking.
GPS SYSTEM:
Turn right up ahead.
Jennifer squints out the front windshield. The streets are
all unpaved and none of them are marked with street signs.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 2.
Finally, Jennifer pulls into the driveway of a small house.
She picks up a piece of paper from the passenger seat, checks
the address on the house, and gets out of the car.
Jennifer walks up the crumbling steps of the house. On the
screen door, a wire holds a wooden sign that reads; OPEN.
The screen door SQUEAKS loudly as Jennifer pulls it open.
JENNIFER:
Hello?
Jennifer cautiously steps inside.
The sunlight shines through the dirty curtains. Dust clouds
hang motionless in the air, as if suspended in a solution.
Scattered across the floor are a variety of electronics in
various stages of disrepair. A handful of old, picture tube
TVs with their plastic casings cracked.
JENNIFER:
Hello?
Jennifer walks in further, trying to not step on anything.
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
Hello?
EARL (O.S.)
I'm a coming, I'm a coming.
From out of the back walks the proprietor, EARL (late-50's),
takes a double take at Jennifer, surely the prettiest thing
he's seen in a long while. He sees her standing in the
middle of the mess, suddenly aware of it. He bends down to
pick something up in a futile attempt to clean.
EARL (CONT'D)
Sorry about the mess.
JENNIFER:
It's fine, really. I'm Jennifer
Hills. We spoke last week.
(NO RECOGNITION)
I'm the one who's renting the cabin
on...
(MORE)
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 3.
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
(Jennifer holds a piece of paper)
.on Mockingbird Trail.
Earl's surprised.
EARL:
Oh, you're Miss Hills.
Earl walks over to a cabinet against the wall, opens a small
drawer and takes out a key.
EARL (CONT'D)
Don't suppose you know how to get
out there?
JENNIFER:
Afraid not.
Earl hands her the key. Earl pulls a map with some hand-drawn
arrows already on it.
EARL:
Alright, listen up 'cause it's a bit
tricky.
(BEAT)
These here arrows will get you
through town. Over here, it's more
dirt road and woods so it can get
kind of dicey. We're a tad short
on street signs.
JENNIFER:
Well if I get lost I'll just ask
for directions.
EARL:
To who? Lady, the cabin is a real
beaut, but heck if there ain't
nothin' out there for a good
country mile.
JENNIFER:
(JOKING)
Well, I guess I don't have to worry
about bothering the neighbors.
EARL:
Not planning on throwing a party,
are ya? The security deposit...
JENNIFER:
No, no. I'm looking forward to the
peace and quiet. I'm a novelist.
I'm starting my next book.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 4.
Earl just looks at her.
EARL:
Alright, well, if that's what
you're aimin' for, just follow that
there map.
Jennifer looks at the map.
Jennifer drives down the two lane road, barely passable by
two cars. She swerves as she glances down at map.
Then, up ahead she spots a small SERVICE STATION with a
single gas pump. She pulls up to the pump.
Jennifer gets out of the car and fumbles to fold back the map
as she twists the knob off her gas tank and reaches for the
pump. A HAND comes down on top of her own.
Jennifer spins around.
Standing there, smiling, is JOHNNY. He takes the pump from
Jennifer and inserts it into her gas tank.
JOHNNY:
Didn't mean to frighten you.
Johnny is good-looking in a rugged sort of way. He's sinewy,
but athletic and strong. Jennifer regains her composure.
JENNIFER:
No, it's fine. I'm sort of lost
anyway. Looking for Mockingbird
Trail?
JOHNNY:
You are definitely lost.
JENNIFER:
Really? I thought--
JOHNNY:
Nah, you sure missed it. It's a
good ten miles back, left turn
after the big red mailbox.
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