I Still Know What You Did Last Summer Page #7

NANCY:

Wanna drink?

WILL:

We didn't get all dressed up for

nothing.

TYRELL:

Planter's Punch, Singapore Sling, or

how about a Mai-Tai?

NANCY:

How about some ID?

They freeze.

NANCY (cont'd)

Kidding.

They nod.

WILL:

The guy at the desk said the place would

be quiet, not dead.

NANCY:

Didn't anyone tell you this is --

TYRELL:

The last day of the season. Yeah, we

heard.

WILL:

So why are you still here?

NANCY:

That's none of your business.

Tyrell sizes her up quickly.

TYRELL:

What's the matter, boy trouble?

NANCY:

Not anymore.

TYRELL:

He leave you?

NANCY:

No. I shot him.

Will and Tyrell exchange a danger-Will-Robinson glance.

NANCY (cont'd)

What you want is a Dark and Stormy:

Vernon's rum, ginger beer, and a touch

of Tabasco. Sailors drink it for luck

in the hurricane season, trust me.

ACROSS THE BAR:

Karla and Julie walk in talking quietly to one another.

JULIE:

Am I bad? I mean, he's really great,

and he's cute --

KARLA:

He's cute...And he's got a crush on

you...

(off Julie's look)

But...

JULIE:

(appologetic)

I miss Ray...I tried to call him.

Karla looks at her. She's sincere, but firm.

KARLA:

Ray made up his own mind...so, you're

free to make up yours.

Joining the men, but continuing her thought --

KARLA (cont'd)

For the next foury-eight hours...

(joking)

Your smile is a frown...turned upside

down.

She illustrates with her own big smile.

TYRELL:

Pretty cool bar.

KARLA:

They all start to look the same once

you've worked in one.

(to Nancy)

Am I right, sister?

Nancy reaches out a hand and they touch just the tips of their

fingers.

JULIE:

(to Nancy)

I'm Julie. This is Karla.

NANCY:

Nancy.

(sarcastic)

Welcome to Tower Bay's most happenin'

hotspot.

Nancy continues making their cocktails.

JULIE:

backs into something, turns and gasps -- it's a statue of an OLD

WHALER, complete with HARPOON, WHITE BEARD, and YELLOW SLICKER.

She doesn't let Karla see that it upset her.

Nancy puts their drinks down in front of them.

NANCY:

Four Dark and Stormies...

They all pick up their drinks.

KARLA:

(toasting)

To a great weekend --

WILL:

Yeah, a great weekend. Forget the

weather!

KARLA & JULIE

I'll drink to that!

They drink and toast again.

KARLA:

(to Nancy)

So what do you do around here for fun?

Nancy looks straight at Will --

NANCY:

Make fun of tourists mainly.

(beat)

Or let them make fun of themselves...

She flips a switch that lights the Karaoke stage.

KARLA:

Karaoke -- perfect.

JULIE:

Don't even think about it.

KARLA:

Okay, I won't.

She's already heading for the stage.

TYRELL:

Go baby! Go!

AT THE STAGE:

CLOSE ON the karaoke machine. Karla flips through a binder full of

songs.

KARLA:

Oh, this ain't for me, baby, this is

for somebody who really needs it.

(finds one)

Ah-hah! One single with extra cheese!

NANCY:

(it's true)

Everyone thinks their a singer.

JULIE:

No way.

KARLA:

Yes.

JULIE:

No.

KARLA:

Yes.

JULIE:

Not me...no way...

WILL:

Come on, it'll be fun.

KARLA:

Ladies and gentlemen, please put your

hands together for my friend, my very

best friend, Julie James.

But there will be no mercy.

KARLA, TYRELL, & WILL

(chanting in unison)

Ju-lie! Ju-lie! Ju-lie!

Reluctantly she goes to the song book. She sees something

particularily awful.

JULIE:

You asked for it.

(to Tyrell)

Song number thirty-nine.

Tyrell nods and punches a few buttons. Julie takes the stage as sappy

strings begin to swell. She looks at the MONITOR, then

melodramatically at the crowd, and begins to sing -- no, BELT --

Gloria Gaynor's "I WILL SURVIVE."

JULIE (cont'd)

(singing)

First I was afraid...I was petrified...

(continues singing under)

Will stands, clapping. Tyrell pounds his chest. Karla flips up her

LIGHTER, swaying like a hard-core fan. And Julie continues, crooning

out the chorus as the beat kicks in and the gang begins to dance.

JULIE (cont'd)

(singing)

I will survive...I will survive...

ANGLE ON THE KARAOKE MONITOR

The schmaltzy lyrics keep scrolling by -- white against black. But

then...in the middle of the song...the color changes. RED CAPITAL\

LETTERS BEGIN TO FILL THE SCREEN.

JULIE (cont'd)

(singing --

then trailing off)

And I still know...what you did...

last summer...

Her voice trails. Her smile abruptly fades.

MICROPHONE:

falls to the floor. The room echoes with an electronic WHUMP. Everyone

stops dancing, confused.

CLOSE - JULIE

trembling, shaking, a mess. Will jumps onstage.

WILL:

Julie? What's wrong?

JULIE:

It's...him.

WILL:

What do you mean, Julie?

JULIE:

He did something to the screen...it,

it, said...

Julie loos at the screen -- the normal lyrics are still scrolling. She

suddenly feels their eyes upon her. They're looking at her like she's

having a nervous breakdown.

JULIE (cont'd)

Nothing. Nothing, I'm sorry...

Stung, she rushes off the stage.

KARLA:

Julie...

But it's to late. She's bolted from the bar.

CUT TO:

28INT. HOTEL - JULIE'S ROOM - NIGHT

Julie steps into her room. Closes the door behind her. She falls back

against it, trying to calm herself down.

JULIE:

There's no way...just stop it right

now...

She looks around the cozy room.

JULIE (cont'd)

Closet. Bed. Bathroom. No need to panic.

Julie starts to undress, get ready for bed, the day of travel finally

catching up with her. She grabs something to sleep in. Tosses it on

the bed. And that's when she sees it,

CLOSE - ENVELOPE

propped on the pillows. Her name written across. She is frozen

momentarily.

Almost against her will, she moves toward the envelope. She reaches

down and picks it up.

She hesitates, then opens the envelope. She pulls out a SINGLE WHITE

CARD.

ANGLE ON THE CARD

In bold print it reads: SURPRISE!

DARKFIGURE:

appears over Julie's shoulder. Julie can feel the presence. She spins,

scaring --

WILL:

who YELLS and drops the flowers and champagne he was holding. The

bottle bursts and covers them with spray.

JULIE:

(realizing)

Oh, Will! I'm sorry.

WILL:

It's my fault. I shouldn't have...I

didn't think...

She grabs a TOWEL off the bathroom door, trying to help him clean up

the mess.

JULIE:

No, no, no. This was really sweet...

WILL:

I scared you -- I crossed the line --

JULIE:

No -- it's not that. It's...I'm just a

little on edge. I'm really sorry.

WILL:

Hey, you don't have to appologize to me.

I'm the one. I understand.

(covering the awkwardness)

I'm going to take a walk and dry off.

JULIE:

Are you sure? I really appreciate it.

He picks up a rose. Most of its petals on the floor.

WILL:

I just really like you and I want you to

feel good about everything...You know? I

want you to be happy.

He hands the rose to her. There's a moment between them. He

reluctantly heads for the door.

CUT TO:

28AEXT. HOTEL HALLWAY - NIGHT

Will looks down at his wet pants.

WILL:

(soto)

Dork.

Passing Karla and Tyrell's room on his way down the hall, Will spots

the DO NOT DISTURB SIGN.

He hears an INCREDIBLE POUNDING from inside. He shakes his head and

mopes down the hall.

CUT TO:

29INT. HOTEL - KARLA AND TYRELL'S ROOM - NIGHT

Karla bounces playfully on their big bed as Tyrell crosses toward the

windows.

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