I Spit on Your Grave Page #4
EARL MESSAGE(V.O.)
You've reached the answering machine
of Earl Wooderson.
(MORE)
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 12.
EARL MESSAGE(V.O.) (CONT'D)
The office is closed, please leave a
message and someone will call you
back on Monday. If you're calling
about buying or selling an exotic
animal, please leave your name --
Jennifer snaps the phone shut in frustration, when her eye
catches the water-damaged remnants of a service sticker
hanging to the refrigerator door.
Amazingly, the phone number is still visible. She shrugs to
herself and dials the number.
19 INT. CABIN, BATHROOM -- DAY 19
She lifts the lid and looks inside - dry - and flushes a few
more times to no avail - then dirty water begins to gurgle
up.
JENNIFER:
(LISTENS INTENTLY)
No, it won't flush... I did that
already... yes... look, I'm really
in a spot... okay... thank you...
I'm not going anywhere.
As Jennifer snaps her phone shut, the handset gets caught on
her chin, and tumbles into the toilet. PLOP!
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
Oh sh*t!
Jennifer reaches down into the toilet and immediately fishes
it out. She shakes it off vigorously.
20 INT. CABIN, KITCHEN - DAY 20
Jennifer stands next to the kitchen counter. She holds her
hair dryer which is going at full blast. Her cell phone is
propped open on the counter in front of her. She's doing her
best to dry it out.
Suddenly, a hand reaches out and taps her on the shoulder.
Jennifer SCREAMS and spins around, turning the hair dryer on
her assailant.
An equally frightened MATTHEW throws his hands up in front of
his face and SCREAMS just as loudly. He has several think
colored rubber bands on his wrist.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 12A.
MATTHEW:
P1... please! I... I came to fix
the plumbing.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 13.
Jennifer turns off the hair dryer.
MATTHEW (CONT'D)
I... I was knocking on the d...door
a...a... while.
Jennifer breathes a sigh of relief, especially after she gets
a look at Matthew. He's in his mid-30's, but could pass for
a good ten years younger. Awkward and shy, he can barely
make eye contact with her.
JENNIFER:
(FRIENDLY)
I think you may have taken a few
years off my life.
Matthew doesn't get the joke.
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
Uh... thanks for coming on such
short notice.
(NO RESPONSE)
You need to see the bathroom,
right?
21 INT. CABIN, BATHROOM - DAY 21
Matthew works away underneath the sink. Jennifer watches him
from the bedroom sitting on the end of the bed, trying to
make small talk.
JENNIFER:
Is this gonna take much longer?
MATTHEW:
(muffled, under the sink)
N...not much.
JENNIFER:
So what's wrong with it?
MATTHEW:
Uh... it's just older pipes.
Matthew continues his work, you can tell he is uncomfortable
with the conversation.
JENNIFER:
So do you live around here?
MATTHEW:
No...no one lives around here.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 14.
JENNIFER:
Yeah, I kind of get that. I meant
in town?
Matthew comes out from under the sink. He snaps nerviously
at one of the rubber bands on his wrist.
MATTHEW:
My... my whole life...
Jennifer looks to his wrist. It's all red.
Matthew turns on the faucet. Out comes a hard stream of
cold, clear water. He flushes the toilet and then turns on
the shower to the same result.
MATTHEW (CONT'D)
All fixed.
Jennifer squeals with excitement. She wraps her arms around
Matthew and plants a kiss on his cheek.
JENNIFER:
Thank you!
Matthew blushes furiously and fumbles his tools as he packs
up. For him, the kiss was more embarrassing than enjoyable.
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
I'm sorry. I just... you saved me
from having to bathe in the pond.
Once his tools are all packed away, Matthew dashes out of the
cabin. Jennifer follows him to the front door.
JENNIFER (CONT'D)
Hey. Hey! I didn't even pay you!
But Matthew is long gone.
A wooden bat crashes down on a fish. It goes still.
Stanley takes a MINIDV CAMCORDER away from his eye. He looks
at Andy who's holding the bloody bat, and takes a large gulp
from his beer, then--
STANLEY:
Ground rule double.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 15.
ANDY:
(ANGRILY)
A double! Look at its head. I
knocked the eye clear out.
Andy has, in fact, knocked the fish's eye clear out. It lays
next to the creature, all weird and googly-looking.
STANLEY:
Fine. Maybe a triple. But that's
it. You got to knock the guts out
ANDY:
Would you turn that thing off?
Gonna get us in trouble with that
human society.
JOHNNY:
Humane you dipshit.
Johnny site in a chair holding his fishing rod between his
knees. A cigarette dangles from his mouth and a beer is
perpetually glued to his hand.
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