I Still Know What You Did Last Summer Page #11
- R
- Year:
- 1998
- 100 min
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48INT. BASEMENT HALLWAY - DAY
Karla sticks her head out the door to the gym, listening. At the end
of the hall
AN OPEN DOOR:
is visible, a single BARE BULB lighting the room. Karla moves
curiously toward it.
Karla slowly sticks her head around the corner just as the THUMPING
NOISE SOUNDS LOUNDLY. She reacts --
A THUMPING DRYER
in a small laundry room. Karla relaxes.
KARLA:
(doing Julie)
Gee, Karla...That'll break the
machine...
She approaches the MACHINE, which is rocking with the noise.
KARLA (cont'd)
Damn. How many pairs you got in
there?
She opens the dryer door and jumps back.
A BLOODY SHOE:
flies out and into her arms. She looks down a beat, and SCREAMS bloody
murder.
A hot spray of blood gushes from the machine.
REVEAL - OLGA'S DISMEMBERED BODY
tumbling inside the dryer. Karla SCREAMS again. Then she hears the
SOUND of heavy boots coming down the hall. She runs to the door and
locks it.
She's trapped in a bloody basement cell. Suddenly somebody POUNDS on
the door. Karla SCREAMS.
She runs across the room, shoving a folding table toward a row of
BASEMENT WINDOWS.
The door is hit again and again. Somebody is throwing their shoulder
against it.
Karla bangs hysterically on the windows, leaving bloody handprints on
the panes.
CUT TO:
Julie's eyes suddenly open through the GOGGLES. She thumbs off her
WALKMAN.
JULIE:
You say something?
Nothing. And just as Julie lies down again, Karla's frantic SCREAMS
echo down the hall.
Julie goes to push open the canopy. As she does, the CANOPY LID is
JAMMED DOWN ON TOP OF HER. A CHAIN shoots through the handles. Julie
is locked on the grill.
JULIE (cont'd)
Karla! Somebody? Hey, this isn't
funny.
Suddenly the lights go off. Julie thrashes around, trying to free
herself.
JULIE'S POV - THROUGH THE PURPLE LIGHT
She sees someone walking around in the room. The person steps closer.
Julie could almost reach out and touch him.
She begins to SCREAM!
Tyrell angrily makes his way past the outdoor pool bar as Will
follows. Tyrell spots a tray of empty bottles. He picks one up and
smashes it in half on the ground. He holds out the jagged bottle to
Will.
TYRELL:
Take this.
WILL:
And do what with it?
Tyrell breaks another bottle in half.
TYRELL:
Julienne of pool boy.
They move toward the nearby POOL HOUSE.
52EXT. POOL HOUSE - DAY
Tyrell and Will stop outside the door. There's MUSIC from inside. More
Bob Marley -- "Lively Up Yourself..."
TYRELL (cont'd)
I'm gonna throw the door. Get ready.
Tyrell opens the door and charges in. Will's right behind him.
They spill into the room. A light fog hangs in the air. The two of
them begin to COUGH and CHOKE.
Titus sits on the floor facing away from them, facing a window through
which gray light pierces the gloom.
Titus doesn't move. He's too still. In front of him is a large BONG
that still SMOKES SLIGHTLY.
TYRELL:
Hey, pool boy.
Tyrell closes the distance and kicks Titus in the back.
Titus falls over like a block of wood, rictus already setting in.
His hands are bound behind him. The cord is tied off to some pipes
against the wall.
HIS FINGERNAILS SCRATHCED GROOVES
into the floor, scrabbling for the window and fresh air.
Will points out two empty one-gallon PLASTIC BOTTLES.
ANGLE ON THE BOTTLES
One is labeled CHLORINE, the other MURIATIC ACID.
Will pulls Tyrell from the pool house.
The two of them collapse, COUGHING and CHOKING.
TYRELL:
What the -- ?
Will splashes a puddle of rainwater on his face --
WILL:
That's chlorine and muriatic acid.
Put the two together and you get
cyanide.
Tyrell rolls over on his back next to Will, practically coughing up a
lung.
TYRELL:
Cyanide? Like poison gas?
(reality dawning)
You mean, somebody really killed
him...Omigod. Think...Think...
Suddenly, they both hear KARLA SCREAMING. They sprint for the main
building.
CUT TO:
55EXT. BASEMENT WINDOW - DAY
Tyrell and Will follow Karla's CRIES to a narrow srip of basement
window which runs along the side of the hotel. Her palms have bloodied
one of the windows.
TYRELL:
Get back --
56INT. HOTEL LAUNDRY ROOM - DAY
Karla ducks down on the table just as the window EXPLODES inward.
Tyrell kicks in the pane and looks in.
TYRELL (cont'd)
Give me your hand!
She reaches for him. He pulls her up and out through the window.
57EXT. BASEMENT WINDOW - DAY
Karla tumbles to the ground with only one thing to say.
KARLA:
(screaming)
Julie!
SMASH CUT TO:
Tyrell and Will suddenly burst through the door.
ANGLE ON THE TANNING BED
Where Julie is just visible, her fingers madly groping for a way out.
JULIE:
Oh, God, get me out. Get me out.
Will struggles to open the bed, but the chain holds strong.
Tyrell grabs a nearby dumbbell.
TYRELL:
Hang on...
ANGLE ON THE CHAIN
Tyrell slams the barbell down, shattering the fiberglass handles.
A few of the ultraviolet tubes POP as Will yanks up on the cover.
They help Julie up, her eyes adjusting to non-purple light.
JULIE:
(almost relieved)
I'm not crazy...I'm not crazy. He's
here...
(already moving
for the door)
We've got to get to the radio and
call for help.
KARLA:
I think we can classify this as an
emergency situation.
They head for the manager's office.
CUT TO:
59INT. HOTEL - BROOKS'S OFFICE - DAY
They burst into the middle of the room before seeing that Brooks's
head has a machete sticking out of it.
TYRELL:
Yo, Brooks, listen up --
(reacting)
Whoa --
Tyrell, Will, and Karla look at the radio, which is smashed on the
floor next to Brooks.
Julie stares in shock at the reverse wall, at
A STUFFED MARLIN
with the words "I STILL KNOW" written on it in blood.
Karla SCREAMS --
TYRELL:
Somebody...is a sick, fingerpainting
psycho.
KARLA:
We gotta get out of here. Now.
THE POWER CUTS OUT and the hotel plunges into darkness.
Julie SCREAMS and runs from the hotel.
WILL:
Julie!
60EXT. HOTEL - DAY
Julie runs down the steps and cuts through the blowing palms.
CUT TO:
Julie is at the end of the dock. Tears are streaming down her face,
her chest heaving.
The others catch up with her. Karla realizes the boats are gone.
Everyone is freaking out.
KARLA:
There were boats here? Refresh my
memory, there were boats...
Tyrell picks up the end of a cut mooring line --
TYRELL:
They were cut loose.
WILL:
Julie? Wanna tell us what is
going on here?
They look at Julie. Their escape is cut off by water. They're scared.
JULIE:
(freaking out)
We're all going to die. He's going
to kill us one by one.
TYRELL:
Who?
JULIE:
Ben Willis.
KARLA:
(not this again)
Oh, stop it! He's dead. You killed
him. Now, get over it. We gotta
think here.
JULIE:
They never found the body.
Her voice is low and urgent, an impromptu confessional.
JULIE (cont'd)
Two summers ago. We lied to the
authorities. We hit Ben Willis with
our car. Ray, me, Barry, and Helen
...We threw the body in the water to
cover it up --
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