I Spit on Your Grave Page #3

A10 INT. CABIN - DAY A10

CLOSE ON:
Words fly across the screen as Jennifer types at a

furious pace. Blocks of text keep scrolling away.

Her fingers effortlessly swipe away at key after key, a

writer's high if you will.

Finally an exclamation point is stabbed with emphasis. Then

she hears a sound off in the trees.

She looks out and hears a very distant few notes of a

harmonica. Then a few even more distant "heeeeeeweeeee".

After a beat she innocently smiles figuring it's just some

boys off in the distance having a party or something.

Jennifer leans back, smiles briefly and pour herself a glass

of wine.

11 EXT. CABIN, FRONT PORCH - DUSK 11

Jennifer sits at the table, her laptop propped open in front

of her. She's talking away on the phone as she stops for a

moment to take a sip from a glass of red wine.

JENNIFER:

(INTO PHONE)

.Lonely? Are you kidding? I

should've come out here on my first

book...

The wind kicks up and a in the distance a door is slammed

shut. It startles jennifer. She looks in the direction of the

sound.

JENNIFER (CONT'D)

Sorry, something just...

Another slam, and again.

JENNIFER (CONT'D)

(INTO PHONE)

Barb, hold on a minute...

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Jennifer sets down her lap top and puts the glass of wine on

the arm of the chair. She gets up and looks off into the

dusky woods. Then back to the house.

A light breeze kicks up and SLAM. Again.

JENNIFER (CONT'D)

(INTO PHONE)

Let me call you back.

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Jennifer snaps the phone shut, and walks down the steps of

the front porch.

JENNIFER (CONT'D)

Hello?

In response, she gets the frantic CHIRPING of crickets as

night encroaches.

Jennifer walks down a path and in the near distance she see a

SHED. SLAM!

The SHED DOOR is kicking open and closed in the breeze.

She makes her way towards the shed.

All EXT. CABIN, SHED - DUSK All

Jennifer gets to the shed. The door is wide open. She steps

inside.

B11 INT. CABIN, SHED - DUSK B11

Inside there is an array of old gardening tools. Pots,

garbage cans. Some different chemical bottles including a jug

of LYE.

Jennifer thinks she hears something from deep inside the

shed. She moves in further as--

SLAM!

The door shuts behind her -

JENNIFER:

Sh*t!

C11 EXT. CABIN, SHED - DUSK C11

Jennifer exits, and securely closes the shed door. After a

beat she smirks at the thought that she thought this was more

than just a door blowing in the wind, then heads back to the

cabin.

D12 EXT. CABIN, FRONT PORCH -DUSK D12

Jennifer walks up to the chair, moves her laptop, sits and

then as she grabs her phone she knocks the glass of wine off

the arm of the chair into her lap.

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JENNIFER:

Ohhhhh... You gotta be kidding.

She get up, looks at the red wine stain all over her lap, and

picks up her things to heads in the cabin.

JENNIFER (CONT'D)

Way to go Jennifer...

The last of the days light is disappearing.

12 INT. CABIN - NIGHT 12

Jennifer stands at the sink, in panties and tank top - pre-

soaking her sweater and pants.

13 EXT. CABIN - NIGHT 13

POV THROUGH KITCHEN WINDOW:

Jennifer continues at the sink, her beautiful, partially nude

body is framed perfectly in the window for all to see... but

no one's around for miles...

14 EXT. WOODS - DAY 14

Jennifer jogs through the trees. She wears a tight pair of

running shorts and a out off T-shirt.

Jennifer stops in a small clearing. With her hands on her

knees, she struggles to catch her breath.

She stands and walks in a circle, looks around. Checks her

watch.

Then notices something in the distance hidden behind the

trees.

ANGLE ON:
A dilapidated shack, rotted from decay and neglect.

Jennifer's curiosity gets the best of her.

15 EXT. DILAPIDATED HOUSE - DAY 15

She walks up to the shack, looks around. She then enters

through what is left of the front door.

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A15 INT. DILAPIDATED HOUSE - DAY A15

The place hasn't been occupied in quite a while, but it was

once. An old, dirty mattress in the corner... a sawhorse-for-

a-counter with old cans and bottles... even a rusty old

garden tool or two.

Near the window she sees an old, mold covered BIBLE propped

open.

Jennifer suddenly gets the chills, she shakes it off and then

gets the hell out of there.

16 EXT. CABIN - DAY 16

Jennifer finishes her jog and returns to the cabin, leans

over on the porch and catches her breath.

17 INT. CABIN, BATHROOM - DAY 17

Jennifer stands in front of the mirror. She looks at her

reflection and pulls out the band that was holding up her

ponytail. Her sweat-soaked hair falls across her shoulders.

She turns on the faucet and is met with a dirty spray.

JENNIFER:

Eww!

The spray only lasts a few seconds before sputtering out.

However, then the toilet starts to GURGLE. Jennifer lifts

the lid up with her foot. The toilet water bubbles up and

then disappears down the drain.

JENNIFER (CONT'D)

(SHUDDERS)

Gross.

Again, Jennifer tries the sink, but now nothing comes out.

18 INT. CABIN, KITCHEN - DAY 18

Jennifer picks up her cellphone from the counter. She takes

a small piece of paper out of her purse and punches in some

numbers on the cell. After a few rings, voicemail picks up.

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