
I Spit on Your Grave Page #25
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 88.
Jennifer gets even closer, looking at Johnny's eyes as she
reaches down towards his penis--
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
You geld them.
SLICE! - Johnny's eyes rolls back as he SCREAMS!!!!
She holds the piece of limp, pink flesh in her hand.
Despite everything he's been through, this brings forth an
entirely new level of pain. He screams and bucks as the
EYEHOOK continues to loosen.
Jennifer bends down for a moment, bringing something up from
the floor. She comes back to a screaming Johnny as she--
SHOVES HIS CASTRATED PENIS INTO HIS MOUTH.
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
No teeth show horse... no teeth.
Johnny flails with all his might, screaming, spitting as--
ABOVE:
The eye hook finally gives way. Johnny's tied handscome crashing down directly on top of Jennifer.
Jennifer goes flying with a bloody enraged Johnny now free as
Jennifer desperately kicks and scratches to get away from
this hideous, blood-soaked monster - but Johnny grabs hold
onto her leg - he drags her closer as she loses her grip--
With one solid kick, Jennifer connects with Johnny in the
face - he sprawls out from pain - as she gets up and races
out the door - Slamming it closed as she exits. She leans up
against it holding it closed.
89 EXT. DILAPIDATED HOUSE - DAY 89
Within seconds the door is kicked at, banged at, punched at -
Johnny screams wildly from inside as-- Jennifer holds it shut
with all her strength.
Slowly the cries and banging fade until there is nothing but
silence.
Slowly she slides down on her bottom... exhausted, spent and
completely devoid of all emotion.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 89.
90 INT. DILAPIDATED HOUSE - DAY 90
HIGH ANGLE on Johnny. His lifeless body lays on the floor
surrounded by a pool of blood.
Sheriff Storch drives through town. He scans each side of
the street. His phone rings.
He picks it up and answers it.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Hi, honey.
MRS. STORCH
What's wrong?
SHERIFF STORCH:
Nothing, why?
92 INT. SHERIFF STORCH'S HOUSE - DAY(INTERCUT W/ABOVE) 92
MRS. STORCH
Why? Because I can hear it in your
voice, that's why.
Sheriff Storch laughs. She knows him too well.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Long day, that's all.
MRS. STORCH (ON SCREEN)
Well, perk up. Chastity's new
teacher is here.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Mrs. Novick?
MRS. STORCH
No, for the honors program. Do you
remember anything?
SHERIFF STORCH:
Oh yeah, okay.
MRS. STORCH
Yeah, just moved here from the
city.
(MORE)
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 89A.
MRS. STARCH (CONT'D)
Said she's going around meeting all
her students' families. I think
it's nice.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 90.
Sheriff Storch GRUNTS. He doesn't find it so nice.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Well, I'll be home when I can.
Busy today. if I don't make it,
send her my regards.
Sheriff Storch ends the call.
Two seconds later the phone rings again. He looks at it,
annoyed, answers.
SHERIFF STORCH (CONT'D)
I said I'd be there as soon as --
CHASTITY:
Hey daddy! Where are you?
SHERIFF STORCH:
(ANNOYED)
I already told your mother,
Chastity. I'm working. I'll do my
best to get home.
CHASTITY:
But I really want you to meet my
new teacher. She is way cool.
Sheriff Storch rolls his eyes.
CHASTITY (CONT'D)
Here, just say hi.
Chastity hands the phone over to - JENNIFER HILLS - who is
sitting comfortably on the sofa next to Chastity, her hand
embracing the little girl.
JENNIFER:
Howdy, Sheriff.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Hi. It's truly an honor to speak
with you Miss...
JENNIFER:
Hills. Jennifer Hills.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 91.
Sheriff Storch's face contorts upon hearing the name.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Excuse me?
JENNIFER:
I have to tell you, it's really
been a pleasure meeting your
family. You have a wonderful
daughter with a bright and
promising future.
SHERIFF STORCH:
What the f*** do you think you're
doing!--
JENNIFER:
We'll see you soon, Sheriff.
SHERIFF STORCH:
No - wait--
But the call ends.
SHERIFF STORCH (CONT'D)
Chastity! ... Chastity!
Sheriff Storch throws the phone to the ground and slams on
the gas.
93 EXT. SHERIFF STORCH'S HOUSE - DAY 93
The squad car screeches to a stop right in front of Sheriff
Storch's house.
Hearing the commotion, Mrs. Storch walks out onto the porch.
She's almost knocked to the ground as her husband comes
barreling up the steps.
MRS. STORCH
What is --
Sheriff Storch grabs his wife's shoulders.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Chastity, where is she?!
Mrs. Storch has absolutely no idea what is going on. In her
mind, their daughter couldn't be in better hands.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 91A.
MRS. STORCH
What -- she... she went to Hansen
Park with Miss Hills.
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