Jeepers Creepers Page #7

Trish is fit to be tied. Storms toward the diner. Cursing

under her breath. Is almost to the front doors when out on

the two lane comes the sound of a familiar engine.

This is the sound of the van. There can be no question.

She spots it instantly. Sailing down the highway. Speeding

past Trentdale. Knows it must be headed back to the old

church.

INT. DELROY'S FOOD AND GAS. NIGHT. SAME TIME.

Trish bursts in. Patrons staring at her. TWO TRUCKERS

especially. They don't make eyes at her, but she knows the

look. Beverly pouring coffee for them.

JEEPERS CREEPERS

WAITRESS BEVERLY

Pumps locked at eight o'clock-

TRISH:

This is an emergency!

Her raised tone turns more than a few heads.

TRISH:

I need you to please call the

police.

(off her look)

Right now. Please get them

here right away.

Waitress Beverly stares at her now.

TRISH:

Someone is dead! Can you

please just call someone?!

Trish meets the eyes of other patrons who have heard this. A

FAMILY with TWO SMALL CHILDREN -eyes wide staring back at

her.

WAITRESS BEVERLY

Someone's dead where?

TRISH:

Are you gonna call or not?!

Beverly regards her a moment longer and starts back toward

the kitchen. The Men's Room Door opens and Darry comes out.

Washed. Looks better. Until sister rushes at him.

TRISH:

I saw him! I saw the van

again!

Darry instantly panicked. Runs toward the windows.

TRISH:

I think he's headed back to

the church!

DARRY:

You sure it was the van?

TRISH:

You think I'm gonna forget

what it looks like?!

JEEPERS CREEPERS

Trish lets out an anxious sigh. Falls against the wall.

Between the cigarette machine and the payphone. Holds her

face in her hands.

DARRY:

Come on big sis. Hold it

together.

She stares at the floor. Won't look at him.

DARRY:

(takes her by the

shoulders)

Come on. Just hold it

together.

(waits for a response)

Think of a time.

TRISH:

I don't wanna think of a time.

DARRY:

I got one. You were twelve.

'Cause I was nine.

TRISH:

Just shut-up Darry-

DARRY:

And we found that big fat

potato bug out in the

backyard? Remember how big it

was, with the big feeler

things on its head?

You bet me five dollars I

wouldn't be brave enough to

eat it.

(she looks up at him)

You remember. ‘Cause I

swallowed it. Whole. Could

feel it crawling down my

throat.

Thought it was gonna make me

sick but I had to prove to big

sis that "I wasn't afraid of

nothing".

Then when I finished

swallowing it you didn't want

to pay me the five dollars so

you yelled "Mom! Darry ate a

bug!"

(MORE)

JEEPERS CREEPERS

DARRY (cont'd)

(the hint of a smile on her

face?)

Remember? I got spanked and

taught about not putting dirty

little things in my mouth?

Remember? What a nasty little

b*tch you were?

She smiles at him as much as she's able. Darry thinking he's

cheered her up. But her eyes well with tears as quickly and

she says in a frightened whisper:

TRISH:

I am so scared, Darry. He is

gonna get back to that church

and he is gonna know we were

down there!

THE PAY PHONE RINGS LOUDLY BESIDE HER AND SHE SCREAMS.

The entire restaurant is looking at her now. Beverly on the

phone by the registers stares over. Along with a roundish,

furry looking man of fifty or so. The MANAGER.

She and little brother stare back at everyone. Embarrassed.

THE PHONE RINGS AGAIN.

Darry waiting for someone to come over and answer the phone.

THIRD RING NOW.

MAN AT JUKEBOX:

You gonna get that?

The MAN closest to them has asked this. He drops a coin in

the slot of the juke.

Trish picks up the receiver. A WOMAN'S VOICE. URGENCY IN HER

VOICE.

WOMAN:

(filtered)

Yes hello?

TRISH:

Hello?

WOMAN:

(filtered)

Are you wearing a white shirt

with an emblem on the sleeve?

TRISH:

Am I what?

JEEPERS CREEPERS

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WOMAN:

(filtered)

Blue jeans? Are you wearing

blue jeans?

A confused look from Darry to Trish.

WOMAN:

(filtered)

Please you have to tell me.

TRISH:

I -what?

Darry grabs the phone away from her.

DARRY:

Who is this?

TRISH:

Darry hang up!

WOMAN:

(filtered)

Darry? You're Darry?

(he just listens)

I don't know exactly what you

look like Darry, but you have

very big and very beautiful

eyes am I right?

Darry just staring at Trish in utter confusion.

WOMAN:

(filtered)

They’re big and they’re blue

and they’re very beautiful.

Darry panicked now. She can see me! He moves quickly to study

faces in the dining area. Yanked back when the phone cord

won't reach.

WOMAN:

(filtered)

Please don't be frightened.

You're wearing a pair of blue

jeans where the third belt

loop is torn.

Why is she saying this? Looks to his pants. Third belt loop: torn.

WOMAN:

(filtered)

I know how you tore it, too.

(MORE)

JEEPERS CREEPERS

WOMAN (cont'd)

You tore it on the jagged

edge of a metal pipe.

Darry really in shock now. Stares at big sister. Trish

crowding in to listen with him.

WOMAN (cont’d)

(filtered)

Can you still hear me?

DARRY:

(completely perplexed)

You were out there?

WOMAN:

(filtered)

I don't have time to explain.

DARRY:

You were out there at the

church?

WOMAN:

(filtered)

Have you seen the cats yet?

DARRY:

The what-

WOMAN:

(filtered)

Have you seen the cats yet?

Lots of cats?

DARRY:

Look who are you and what kind

of sh*t are you trying to

pull?!

This was loud. The Man at the Jukebox turns to look. So does

AN OLD WOMAN at the cigarette machine.

WOMAN:

(filtered)

I don't know how to make you

listen. The van. I saw the van

too. With the license plate.

DARRY:

"Beating you?"

JEEPERS CREEPERS

WOMAN:

(filtered)

No, not "Beating You", think

about it again.

Once more Darry confused.

WOMAN (cont’d)

(filtered)

I need you to wait for me. I'm

about an hour away. Can you do

that?

DARRY:

Who the Hell am I talking to?

WOMAN:

(filtered)

I have something very

important you have to hear

from me. I don’t know how I

can make you believe that but

it’s true!

DARRY:

I’m hanging up-

WOMAN:

(filtered)

There’s a song!

(again Darry’s confused

look at sis)

Jeepers Creepers. Do you know

it? It’s an old song.

INT. UNKNOWN LIVING ROOM. NIGHT. SAME TIME.

We cannot see the woman on the telephone but we hear the CD

player nearby. THE VELVETY TONES OF MEL TORME SINGING

“Jeepers, Creepers, where’d you get those peepers?”

WOMAN:

Been recorded about a million

times.

We see several new CDs on a TOWER RECORDS bag. CDs torn open.

FRANK SINATRA, JOHNNY MERCER, MEL TORME... their cases strewn

about. CDs too. All over the table.

WOMAN:

Can you hear it?

JEEPERS CREEPERS

DARRY:

(filtered)

What about it?

WOMAN:

Listen. Very carefully.

INT. DELROY'S FOOD AND GAS. NIGHT. SAME TIME.

DARRY:

Look I don’t know what the

f*** you’re talking about-

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