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ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 92.
MRS. STORCH (CONT'D)
She wanted to get to know her
students in the program before the
year started.
Sheriff Storch lets go of his wife.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Goddamnit!
MRS. STORCH
(GROWING CONCERN)
Who is she? Who is this woman?
He turns and runs back to his squad car, gets inside, and
pulls away even faster than he came.
The squad car skids to a stop on the grass of the park. It's
a modest recreation area that has seen better days.
Sheriff Storch jumps out of the car, still leaving it
running, and sprints into the park.
A few feet away, an empty swing blows gently in the breeze.
The metal brackets screech loudly with every movement.
Sheriff Storch spins around in circles, a maelstrom of
confusion. He looks around frantically for anything that
will give him a clue as to the whereabouts of his daughter.
Sheriff Storch gets back inside. He immediately picks up the
CB. But just as he opens his mouth to speak, lie glances in
the rearview mirror. His eyes meet Jennifer's.
Before he can turn, Jennifer pistol whips him in the temple.
He falls forward, his head smacking into the steering wheel.
The HONKING of the horn echoes throughout the empty park.
96 INT. DILAPIDATED HOUSE - DUSK 96
Sheriff Storch comes to. Blood trickles down from the side of
his head.
He's bent over the table, pants at his ankles. His SHOTGUN
propped up behind him with the barrel inserted into his ass.
With every move, a scorching pain courses through his body.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 93.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Ahhhhhh!
Jennifer walks over to the table and rests her elbow on it.
Sheriff Storch speaks through gritted teeth.
JENNIFER:
Does that hurt? Come on, I thought
you were an ass man, Sheriff.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Where is she, you b*tch?
Jennifer slams the gun deeper. The Sheriff's body goes stiff.
The Sheriff screams again.
JENNIFER:
I'd be careful how you speak to me
at the moment, Sheriff. (BEAT)
By "she," I assume you mean your
daughter?
SHERIFF STORCH:
What'd you do to her?
JENNIFER:
She really is lovely, Sheriff. So
young. So sweet. I mean, can you
imagine?
SHERIFF STORCH:
Imagine what?
JENNIFER:
Imagine if someone had done this to
her.
Jennifer walks behind the Sheriff. She wraps her fingers
around the barrel of the gun and shoves it in, deeper.
The Sheriff's expression is one of unbridled agony. Jennifer
continues to sodomize him with the shotgun.
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
Someone like Andy?
(HARDER)
Or Stanley?
(AND HARDER)
Or Johnny?
(and even harder)
Or more likely you, you sick perverted
f***.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 94.
97 EXT. TOWN ROAD - DUSK 97
Two squad cars, SIRENS BLARING, speed down the road.
98 TNT. DILAPIDATED HOUSE - DUSK 98
Jennifer as she takes a spool of fishing line and walks
straight across the room.
SHERIFF STORCH:
(FRANTIC)
Please, she's just an innocent girl.
JENNIFER:
So was I.
She gets to the corner of the room where a hulking figure
site tied up in a burlap sack. Jennifer removes it revealing
a dead MATTHEW... or is he?
She ties the line to Matthews wrist. The other end is tied
onto the shotgun's trigger.
SHERIFF STORCH:
(DESPERATE)
You're not going to get away.
JENNIFER:
Neither are you.
The SQUAD CARS pull off and park as the DEPUTIES grab guns
and race off into the woods.
100 INT. DILAPIDATED HOUSE - DUSK 100
Matthew stirs a bit as he starts to come to.
JENNIFER:
He'll be waking up soon. If I were
you, I'd tell him not to move.
SHERIFF STORCH:
(pained to talk)
I'm begging you. Don't do this.
We can figure something out.
Matthew stirs again.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 95.
JENNIFER:
Sorry, Sheriff...
She leans in close to his face.
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
"It was fun while it lasted".
101 EXT. DILAPIDATED HOUSE - DUSK 101
The Deputies converge on the SHACK, guns drawn.
102 INT. DILAPIDATED HOUSE - DUSK 102
Sheriff Storch tries to wriggle free - but every move he
makes is the most painful experience imaginable.
Matthew continues to stir awake, his eyes flutter open.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Matthew don't!--
But it's too late - a startled Matthew jumps back--
MATTHEW:
--Sheriff!
BANQ/// Matthew is splattered with blood, and body parts.
103 EXT. DILAPIDATED HOUSE - DUSK 103
The Deputies react as the gun shot rings out through the
area. They KICK the door in to see--
104 INT. DILAPIDATED HOUSE - DUSK 104
Matthew's crouched in a ball on the floor, covered in blood,
the Sheriff, blood sprayed across the table, eyes wide open,
DEAD.
Jennifer walks off as the sounds of the last remnants of the
echoing gunshot fade into nothing. Jennifer doesn't miss a
beat. She continues to walk off.
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