
I Spit on Your Grave Page #22
TO BLACK:
BACK IN ON:
83 INT. DILAPIDATED HOUSE - DAY 83
Andy's eyes flicker open. He sees a hand wrapping a rusty
wire around the contact of an old car battery. Then he looks
up and sees a bare light bulb flicker on.
He's draped lengthwise over a horse trough so his torso is
completely over the basin. His arms and legs are secured
with ropes.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 77A.
Suddenly, the sound of RUSHING WATER from inside the trough.
Andy looks down. A dirty hose hangs over the mouth of the
trough. Brown water flows from it... Filling it.
ANDY:
(PAINED SCREAMS)
Help! Somebody! Help me!
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 78.
His nose and face are busted - it hurts to scream.
With the trough filling up quickly, Andy realizes it won't be
long until the water is above his head.
He cranes his neck upwards. After all, were he to stay face
down, he would drown -- just like Jennifer would've.
84 EXT. DILAPIDATED HOUSE DAY 84
STANLEY'S POV:
It's Jennifer and in her hand is his videocamera.
JENNIFER:
I know. You like to watch. Don't
you. Don't you worry, I'll give
you quite a show.
She sets the camera on top of a tri-pod right in front of his
face, frames up and hits record. She looks up to him.
Stanley's arms are tied behind a tree, his head is held in
position, duct tapped back against the tree.
His legs are anchored to the ground. The bloody mangled one
still in the bear trap that bites and gnaws at his leg with
every move.
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
Since you like to watch.
She flips the monitor of the camera toward him just like he
did to her.
She stands in front of Stanley's face. Stanley wants to say
something but his pain is too intense.
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
Can't talk, can you? Well, maybe
it's because you're hungry.
Jennifer goes to grabs something behind her.
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
You know, you have to eat some real
nasty sh*t out here to stay alive.
STANLEY:
Bbbb... b*tch! Let me go!
She grabs his nose and pulls open his mouth shoving a MAGGOT
INFESTED RODENT into his mouth.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 79.
JENNIFER:
What's wrong, you don't like it? I
prefer the maggots to the meat.
Jennifer site down next to Stanley. She glances over to the
monitor to see what he is looking at. Then she reaches over
and into a burlap sack.
Stanley stares straight ahead, at the monitor in front of
him.
Jennifer reaches into the burlap bag and takes out a roll of
fishing line. Then she takes out a pack of fish hooks.
Stanley's eyes go wide.
Jennifer removes the hooks from their package. She holds one
between her thumb and forefinger and studies the barbed tip.
Smiling to herself, she threads the hooks with fishing line.
STANLEY:
Wh...what are you doing with that?
JENNIFER:
(LAUGHS)
Oh... just some fishing. I know
how much you guys like to fish.
Finally, when she's finished, she scurries behind Stanley's
head. From behind him, she grabs his eyelid and pulls it
away from the eyeball itself.
STANLEY:
What are you.. Please don't...
Then she pops the hook through the lid and pulls the fishing
line back over his head.
Stanley screams something fierce as she continues to thread
his eyelid open, slowly, methodically, delivering as much
pain with every pull of the line, from one eye to the next.
His eyeballs bulge unnaturally, twitching wildly--
All Stanley can do is stare ahead and watch himself on the
monitor.
JENNIFER:
I'll be back before you have a
chance to blink.
Jennifer stands up and brushes herself off and walks to--
WITH ANDY:
Jennifer comes over and slaps him in the head.ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 80.
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
How ya' doing sport?
ANDY:
Please... please... I can't...
JENNIFER:
Please? I thought, no, I'm pretty
sure you said something like
this...
Jennifer grabs a wad of his HAIR and SMASHES his face into
THE WATER-
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
Suck it b*tch.
She pulls his head back up.
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
Does that ring any bells?
Jennifer gets real close to his ear--
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
SUCK--
She slams his head back down and holds it - then up--
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
IT--
She slams his head back down again and holds it then up--
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
Bi tch.
She holds his head down for a very long time as his body
struggles - then up.
Andy gasps for breath as Stanley's screams get louder--
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
I think Stanley's calling me. I'll
be right back. If you need me-
She walks off--
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 81.
BACK TO STANLEY:
Both eyelids hooked open, blood and tearsstream down his face, a gruesome sight.
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
Like the show so far?
(BEAT)
Wait, it gets better.
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