I Spit on Your Grave Page #20

MATTHEW'S POV:
His vision is completely blurry. He

struggles to get his bearings as he lays at the bottom of the

stairs; the side of his head rests on the floor. A thin

line of blood has already started to run down his cheek.

Matthew's vision starts to come back into focus as a BLURRY

IMAGE starts to move away from him. As the IMAGE gets

further away - it comes into focus - JENNIFER

We see her now, wounds healed, only the faintest hint of the

beating and trauma she went through.

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Matthew grunts and groans as he tries to get up--

MATTHEW:

(STAMMERS)

I... I knew you were alive. I knew it.

Jennifer turns to him now.

JENNIFER:

How do you know, Matthew?

Matthew props himself up with his hands and manages to get

into a sitting position.

MATTHEW:

Huh?

JENNIFER:

How do you know I'm alive? Are you

sure you're'not dreaming again?

Matthew shakes his head quickly from side to side. He's not

sure of anything any more.

MATTHEW:

I...am I dreaming?

Jennifer pats the couch next to her.

JENNIFER:

Come here. Come sit down.

Matthew staggers to his feet. He's overcome with emotion.

MATTHEW:

I... I... need to tell...

Jennifer holds a single finger to her lips.

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JENNIFER:

Shh... it's all okay, Matthew. I

know that none of this was your

fault. You tried to help me.

MATTHEW:

I did... I really did.

JENNIFER:

I know that, Matthew. Now come.

Matthew sits down next to Jennifer. It's almost as if some

force is controlling him. Matthew looks into her eyes.

He leans forwards and rests his head in Jennifer's lap. He

finally lets himself go, like a child having a meltdown.

MATTHEW:

(SOBBING)

I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry.

JENNIFER:

(stroking his head)

Shh...I know. I know you are.

Matthew's so caught up in the moment, that he fails to notice

A ROPE from the tool shed with a good SLIT KNOT being snaked

around his neck.

JENNIFER (CONT'D)

But tell me again, Matthew. I want

to hear how sorry you are.

Matthew's eyes fly open. Jennifer's hands jerk backwards.

The rope digs into his flesh. He tries to speak but his

windpipe can't produce any sound.

Matthew rolls to the floor, Jennifer never loses her grasp.

She stands over Matthew, twisting the rope as hard as she

can. His eyes bulge, the veins in his face protrude--

Realizing he's about to slip away forever, Matthew displays

one last burst of strength but Jennifer uses her leverage to

get her foot on his chest and pulls harder.

Frightened and furious, Matthew whips Jennifer around again.

But she refuses to let go.

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Finally, Matthew's body has had enough. He feet stop kicking

and just twitch. Then he just gasps like a fish dying out of

water.

Jennifer bends over Matthew. She's only inches from his

face. He's alive, but in terrible shape.

JENNIFER (CONT'D)

(whispers in his ear)

Tell me again...

CLOSE ON:
Matthew's mouth. He can't actually speak; his

voice box shattered. But he mouths the words.

MATTHEW:

(STRUGGLING)

I'm sorry.

JENNIFER:

I'm sorry? That's just not good

enough.

She pulls the slip knot around his neck again and begins to

CHOKE HIM--

JENNIFER (CONT'D)

Now I want you to cry like a little

girl for me.

Matthew begins to wail.

A75 EXT. CABIN, DAY A75

Matthews screams echoes out through woods, but his, much like

Jennifer, go unheard.

DISSOLVE TO:

B75 EXT. WOODS. NIGHT B75

Silence. A full moon hangs low in the night sky, casting an

eerie glow over the entire area. A sense of calm restored.

DISSOLVE TO:

C75 INT. DILAPIDATED HOUSE - NIGHT C75

Jennifer walks into focus -

We see her now, wounds healed, only the faintest hint of the

beating and trauma she went through.

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But in her eyes --- her eyes still tell the whole story. This

is no longer the Jennifer we've known. She looks down.

ANGLE ON:
A BIBLE, the old moldy one from the dilapidated

shack. It rests on the windowsill - opened to a passage.

CZrO$E ON:
Exodus 21:23-25: .And if any mischief follow,

than thou shalt give life for life, Eye for eye, tooth for

tooth, hand for hand, foot for foot, Burning for burning,

wound for wound, stripe for stripe..

Jennifer looks up.

JENNIFER:

Forgive me father, for I will sin.

76 EST. HENDERSONVILLE RIVER - DAY 76

Andy and Stanley make their way to the falls. They carry

flashlights, but they're turned off as day has broken.

Stanley shovels pork rinds into his mouth, and offers some to

Andy. They are tired, weary, and you get the sense they have

been looking all night.

STANLEY:

You want some? My last bag.

ANDY:

No, get that sh*t out of my face.

STANLEY:

What's your problem?

ANDY:

I'm tired, I'm hungry--

STANLEY:

I offered you--

ANDY:

I don't want that sh*t. I want

real food, I want my bed, I want

this bullshit to be over.

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