I Spit on Your Grave Page #16

JOHNNY:

Maybe. Guarantee you they'll be

back.

Johnny looks up as Stanley stumbles into the garage, holding

a six pack of beer.

STANLEY:

It's happy hour.

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Johnny opens his hands, signaling Stanley to toss him a can.

Andy shuts off the blowtorch and lifts up the helmet.

ANDY:

F***ing A.

Johnny cracks open the beer and takes a gulp. He wipes the

back of his hand across his mouth.

JOHNNY:

(TO STANLEY)

You bought beer? What'd your

mother put you back on an

allowance?

They all laugh.

STANLEY:

Just figured we deserved a break.

Andy holds up his beer in a mock toast.

ANDY:

To your moma.

Johnny points to Andy, his beer still in his hand.

JOHNNY:

Just one, you hear me? Don't need

you passing out on your watch you

lightweight.

Andy takes a large sip.

ANDY:

Heck, just let Matthew take all the

shifts. He's been down there

everyday anyway. Even when it's

not his turn.

They all look to one another.

JOHNNY:

The f***'s he doing down there?

ANDY:

I don't know. Last time I saw him,

he wasn't lookin' too good.

Maybe we should give him a break.

Pull him off all together.

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STANLEY:

Bullshit. It's been over two

weeks. I'm tired of searching. If

she didn't turn up yet, she ain't

gonna.

JOHNNY:

You'll keep lookin' till I tell ya'

to stop.

As he turns away there is a bag of Stanley's pork rinds, he

grabs it and throws it at Stanley.

JOHNNY (CONT'D)

Here's your supplies.

Andy starts to laugh as Johnny exits.

56 EXT. SERVICE STATION - DAY 56

From a distance we see Andy laughing and Johnny walking off.

57 OMITTED 57

A57 INT. CABIN - DAY (FORMERLY SCENE 62) A57

Matthew stands in the main room staring at the floor - the

exact place where he raped Jennifer. After a long, drawn out

moment, he turns and walks to--

B57 INT. CABIN, BATHROOM - DAY (FORHERLY SCENE 62) B57

He looks down to the toilet, then the bathtub. He turns

around accidentally catches his reflection in the mirror.

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His greasy, unkempt hair hangs in front of his eyes. He

pushes it to the side and stares at himself for a long time.

Finally, Matthew reaches to the light switch, he flicks it

off. Immediately, the room goes dark. But the second it

does...

JENNIFER is sitting on the bed just like when they first met.

DEAD, DRENCHED, BEATEN, BATTERED, AND DECAYED, BUT IT'S

JENNIFER --

Matthew is paralyzed with fear, he tries to turn as a

grizzly, decayed hand grabs his forehead. Another grabs hold

of his throat.

A mouth caked with dirt and dried blood begins to kiss up his

neck, his face-

Matthew screams wildly

58 EXT. SHERIFF STORCH'S HOUSE - NIGHT 58

The Sheriff's car sits in the driveway. It's dark, but for

the light from a TV strobing against the drapes.

59 INT. SHERIFF STORCH'S HOUSE - NIGHT 59

All is quiet. Sheriff Storch reclines in his lazyboy. Mrs.

Storch is on the sofa rifling through a TV journal.

The phone RINGS. Sheriff Storch lifts his head up. Mrs.

Storch reaches over and answers.

MRS. STORCH

(INTO PHONE)

Hello?

(hands it to him)

It's Earl.

Storch takes the phone from her.

SHERIFF STORCH:

Earl?

60 INT. EARL'S PLACE -- NIGHT 60

Earl fidgets with his tanks, cleaning, scraping algae. But

you can tell he's nervous about something.

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EARL:

Yeah, so, this woman leaves a

message on the machine. Barbara

something or other.

SHERIFF STORCH:

Yeah, so...

EARL:

She was looking for that Miss

Hills. Says no one's seen her in

over a month. Ain't that about when

she split?

SHERIFF STORCH:

Yeah, and... you know the story.

EARL:

I don't know. I wasn't there. I

think you should call her back. I

mean heck, sheriff, you may have

been the last person to see her.

The Sheriff's blood starts to boil, he wants to say more, but

looks to his wife... then controls himself.

EARL (CONT'D)

Sheriff?

SHERIFF STORCH:

Okay. I'll give her a call.

EARL:

Good. You want the number?

SHERIFF STORCH:

Nah, It's late. I'll pick it up

from you in the am. We're still on

for tomorrow, right?

EARL:

Yeah, of course.

Sheriff Storch hangs up. Mrs. Storch looks up.

MRS. STORCH

Is everything okay?

SHERIFF STORCH:

Just fine.

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62 OMITTED - NOW 857 62

63 EXT. WOODS - DAY 63

BLAM:
A SHOTGUN blasts as smoke billows from the barrel. In

the distance, the shapes of Sheriff Storch and Earl come into

focus.

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