I Spit on Your Grave Page #9
MATTHEW:
I...I ddd...don't want to.
Johnny walks up to Matthew, angrily, and slaps him across the
face. He points to Jennifer.
JOHNNY:
What do you mean you don't want to?
(TEASING)
sh...she likes me... she kissed me.
Now shut up and prove it.
Matthew holds his fist against his face.
ANDY:
Aw, f*** it. I ain't waiting.
Andy grabs the VODKA BOTTLE. He walks over to Jennifer,
still on her knees, and positions the bottle right in front
of his crotch.
ANDY (CONT'D)
Suck it, b*tch.
Jennifer opens her mouth and moves her head toward the
bottle. As she maneuvers the bottle-neck into her mouth, her
eye catches a large shard of glass next to Andy's boot.
As soon as Andy turns around to smile at his friends,
Jennifer grabs the bottle and cracks it upside his kneecap.
Andy immediately grabs his leg and falls to the floor.
The guys start laughing as--
Jennifer leaps up from the floor and rushes over to her
purse. She quickly pulls out a canister of mace -
Before the guys even register what is happening Jennifer is
racing at Stanley --
As he brings the camera down he's met with a spray of mace.
He clutches his face, screaming in pain --
And like that - Jennifer is out the back door.
35 EXT. CABIN - DAWN 35
Jennifer leaps over the porch steps and sprints across the
backyard as the first light creeps through the trees. Within
seconds, she's in the woods.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 31.
36 EXT. WOODS - DAWN 36
Jennifer runs for all she's worth. Every few yards, she
looks behind her, just to make sure that no one is chasing
her. The morning light now fully visible. Then, just as she
turns back around, Jennifer smacks right into something and
goes sprawling.
When her vision comes into focus she sees the side of a shiny
black boot. Next to it, the long slim barrel of a shotgun.
Jennifer looks up at the figure.
FIGURE:
Whoa, whoa, whoa there. Easy
darlin'.
The Figure extends his hand. As Jennifer reaches for it, she
sees his jacket pull away from his chest, revealing a silver
badge. She's found SHERIFF STORCH, a small town sheriff with
a small town charm that can easily be confused as smarmy.
JENNIFER:
Help me. Please!
Standing next to the Sheriff, also holding a hunting rifle,
is Earl. Earl looks over at the Sheriff.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Okay, okay, I gotcha.
The Sheriff helps Jennifer to her feet.
EARL:
I know this one. She rented the
place down on Mockingbird Trail.
JENNIFER:
I was assaulted! They broke into
the cabin! They had a gun-
Jennifer breaks down again.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Ma'am, please, you have to calm
down.
But Jennifer is hysterical, desperately holding back tears.
JENNIFER:
In my mouth! He put a gun in my
mouth! You don't understand...
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 32.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Ma'am, It's okay. I'm the Sheriff.
You need to take a deep breath and
tell me what happened.
Jennifer forces herself to take a deep breath and manages to
pull herself together.
JENNIFER:
Four men. It was four of them.
They broke into my cabin... They
assaulted me!
Earl just watches not knowing what to do.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Are you hurt? Do you need a
hospital?
Jennifer shakes her head.
SHERIFF STORCH (CONT'D)
Okay, good. That's good. Did you
get a good look at them? Can you
ID 'em?
JENNIFER:
Yes, I'd seen them before.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Around here?
JENNIFER:
At the service station right
outside of town. They work there.
SHERIFF STORCH:
(TO EARL)
John Miller no doubt.
JENNIFER:
Yes. They called him Johnny.
There was a heavy set guy too--
AND --
Sheriff Storch shakes his head and rolls his eyes.
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SHERIFF STORCH:
Sounds like them boys been up to no
good. Alright Earl. You best head
on back. Me and Miss...
JENNIFER:
Hills. Jennifer Hills.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Me and Miss Hills are gonna head on
over to the cabin and straighten
'em out.
Sheriff Storch and Jennifer pull up to the cabin. They both
get out of the cruiser. With his double barrel shotgun in
hand, Sheriff Storch begins walking up toward the porch.
Sheriff Storch and Jennifer enter the cabin. It appears
empty.
SHERIFF STORCH:
Hello?
(BEAT)
Miller? Miller, this is the
Sheriff. if you and your boys are
still in there, you come on out
right now.
Sheriff Storch disappears into the kitchen for a second...
then back out as he makes his way over to the foot of the
stairs. He looks up the staircase.
SHERIFF STORCH (CONT'D)
Miller, if you're up there, you'll
be leaving by the window.
No answer. Sheriff Storch looks at Jennifer.
SHERIFF STORCH (CONT'D)
Stay here.
Sheriff Storch heads up the stairs. Jennifer, uncomfortable
at being left alone, backs away to the wall. Every noise,
every foot step makes her shiver.
After a few seconds, the Sheriff comes back to the top of the
stairs.
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