I Still Know What You Did Last Summer Page #8

KARLA:

Tha's it.

(bounce)

I've decided.

(bounce)

I'm changing my major to finance.

(bounce)

And going to Wall Street.

TYRELL:

Why?

KARLA:

'Cause that's the only way I'm ever

gonna be able to afford a big bed like

this.

She falls back against the plush comforter, looking up at herself in a

long MIRROR HANGING RIGHT OVER THE BED. Tyrell loves this and quickly

moves beside her in the bed. She lets him get real close, then she

jumps up --

KARLA (cont'd)

Jacuzzi.

Tyrell reaches for her, but she bounces off the bed.

TYRELL:

Ah, baby, let's stay right here.

Karla pulls her suit out of a bag and models it seductively and

flirtatiously for Tyrell.

KARLA:

I spent a hundred bucks on it...even if

it's just so you can pull it off.

Tyrell gets off the bed --

TYRELL:

I like the sound of this.

CUT TO:

30EXT. HOTEL DOCKS - NIGHT

Derrick, the dockhand, whistles in the darkness as he coils the bow

rope of a service boat around a cleat on the dock.

Ominous shadows play all along the dock. Out on the water there's a

big SPLASH.

The dockhand rises, looking out at the water with a sigh.

DERRICK:

Damn. I should've brought my pole.

He turns away. As he does, we see

THE END OF THE DOCK

where a sinister SLICKER FIGURE stands perfectly still, silhouetted by

moonlight.

Derrick paces down the dock the other way past a handfull of other

tied-off staff and service boats.

He picks up a hose and begins spraying down the hull of a Sunfish

sailboat.

He turns the hose off and begins coiling it, backing toward an

EQUIPMENT SHACK. Suddenly, a HAND touches him on the back. He jumps

and turns to see --

TITUS:

standing there smoking a spliff.

DERRICK:

Get lost, you scared me.

TITUS:

Fish are all over the water...Come on,

let us take a boat out.

DERRICK:

Titus, you're so stoned, you'd end up

in Spain.

TITUS:

That's why you'll come with Titus, mon.

Derrick throws the hose in its place.

DERRICK:

There's a storm comin', Titus. No boats

are going out.

TITUS:

Storm is what makes it interesting.

Thass why all the fish are up. Less

hook us a couple big ones.

Derrick is now ignoring Titus.

DERRICK:

I got work to do. Take the bake

elsewhere.

TITUS:

Up-tighteous and self-righteous.

Titus glides away into the dark. Derrick watches him go. There's

another SPLASH in the water near the dock.

Derrick walks to where the splash was. He kneels down by the edge --

watching BUBBLES RISE from the dark water below.

DERRICK:

(to the fish)

Hello, little sea bass. You're lucky

I'm busy or I'd hook you myself.

WE PUSH IN AS HIS FACE GETS CLOSER TO THE WATER --

AND THEN -- RISING SLOWLY FROM THE DARK WATER DIRECTLY BEHIND THE

DOCKHAND -- A SINISTER SLICKER.

Derrick hears A SPLASH -- and just in time for...

SPLAT! THE OLD HOOK IN THE EYE. THE FISHERMAN PULLS HIM DOWN. HE

SCREAMS -- BEN YANKS ON THE HOOK -- AND DERRICK'S CRUMPLED BODY FALLS

INTO THE WATER.

ANGLE ON THE WATER

as poor Derrick's BLOOD MIXES WITH BUBBLES...

CUT TO:

31EXT. POOL/JACUZZI - NIGHT

Bubbles of a different kind. The JACUZZI sits in an enclosure at the

shallow end of the SWIMMING POOL.

And enjoying its warmth, Karla and Tyrell are liplocked in the

churning tub. MUSIC plays on the boombox beside them.

The tempurature rises and Ty's hands begin to wander. Still clad in

her cute bikini, Karla pulls away --

KARLA:

You sure you didn't pick up my hair

tie?

TYRELL:

(rubbing his bald head)

Hello?

KARLA:

Okay, I just didn't wanna get my

hair wet.

TYRELL:

Baby, I finally got you alone in this

Jacuzzi and I don't wanna be discussin'

hair care.

She splashes him.

KARLA:

Don't you get feisty...

Tyrell moves in for the kill. He won't take no for an answer.

TYRELL:

Too late for that. We're miles from

anywhere, baby. No one's gonna hear

you scream.

He goes in for a serious kiss. Things start to heat up --

KARLA:

I used to be a lifeguard...I'd hate to

have to blow my whistle.

TYRELL:

(playful)

I'd hate for you to have to blow...your

whistle.

Tyrell is done talking. He pulls her over to him and the moment

becomes more passionate.

Karla opens her eyes in time to see --

TITUS:

surface in the pool next to them.

Karla SCREAMS. And not just because it was a surprise. Titus looks

even uglier when he's wet.

Titus opens his mouth, reveals a smoking PHILLY BLUNT on the end of

his tounge.

TITUS:

No water sports after midnight. Hotel

policy.

Titus eyes Karla in the Jacuzzi. Tyrell moves protectively in front of

her.

TYRELL:

What's the policy on burnin' herb?

TITUS:

We got one for that, too. It's don't

try until you buy.

(beat)

You don't buy any, you don't get any.

Titus blows a cloud of smoke on them both, rolls the joint back into

his mouth, and swims off. Tyrell is angry, but Karla pulls him back.

A dejected Will appears in his bathing suit, a towel over his arm.

Tyrell sees him coming.

TYRELL:

There's ten people on this whole island

and they're all gonna end up in this

Jacuzzi with us.

WILL:

(getting in)

How's the water?

TYRELL:

Crowded.

KARLA:

Ty!

Will slips into the water ignoring Tyrell's look.

WILL:

Ahh, that feels great.

KARLA:

(considerate)

How's Julie?

WILL:

Alone. In the room.

(to Karla)

Got any advise?

TYRELL:

(annoyed)

Yeah. Find another Jacuzzi.

Karla shoots Tyrell a look.

KARLA:

(to Will)

Your not out yet, slugger. You gotta

just get back up there and keep

swingin'.

CUT TO:

31AEXT. JULIE'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

Ray is at a telephone booth up the street from Julie's apartment.

He looks exausted. Blood seeps through his shirt. He's in pain.

RAY:

I need an international operator.

CUT TO:

31BINT. HOTEL LOBBY - NIGHT

In the empty night lobby, behind the desk

THE TELEPHONE:

RINGS and RINGS. We push in on the phone RINGING unanswered in the

night. Nobody is around to answer it.

CUT TO:

32INT. HOTEL - JULIE'S ROOM - NIGHT

The DOOR CREAKS OPEN once again to her room. And from a STRANGER'S POV

-- WE SLOWLY CREEP INSIDE.

A CLOUD OF STEAM billows from the open BATHROOM. THE SOUND OF A SHOWER

is heard. We MOVE TOWARD IT.

INT. SHOWER

Eyes closed, Julie stands with her face right under the showerhead,

trying to relax. Something softly goes THUMP.

Julie opens her eyes. Turns off the shower. Stands there, frozen,

listening.

JULIE:

(calling out)

Will...?

No reply.

AT THE BATHROOM DOORWAY

In a robe with a towel on her head, Julie peeks into her room. Nobody

there. She sighs, and crosses back to the bathroom sink.

AT THE SINK:

Julie looks to a spot where her toothbrush should be. She frowns.

Looks around. Some of her things are missing. She peers into the

fogged-up bathroom mirror.

She whips the TOWEL off her head and WIPES IT ACROSS THE MIRROR,

MAKING THE BEDROOM BEHIND HER VISIBLE.

Ready to spit, she looks down. AND IN THAT INSTANT -- WE SEE A SHADOWY

FIGURE PASS BEHIND HER IN THE BEDROOM. She looks back up...and HE'S

GONE. Julie turns on the water to rinse.

ANGLE ON THE BEDROOM DOOR

as it SLOWLY CREAKS SHUT, the SOUND DROWNED OUT by the SINK.

INT. BATHROOM

Julie turns off the water -- and KLUNK-KLUNK -- and NOISE at her door.

The sound STOPS.

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