Midnight Movie Page #2
I'm in charge. Can I help you?
Have you seen this guy?
Is he wanted or something?
Yeah, something like that.
If you see him, you just let him in,
and then you come get me.
I'll be in the back row.
Sure.
- It's important.
- Yeah, I got it.
Kenny.
I gotta go.
Okay. Flip on the sound system.
Check.
All right. Run the film.
No, It's right by that rainbow.
What?
You're missing it. It's right there.
Woodstock's in New York.
We haven't even left California yet.
Are you sure about that?
Yeah, where are we Bobby?
We were supposed
to hit the interstate by now.
- I know. I think...
- Look, there's a leprechaun.
Stop the van. I want to dance with him.
Give me a break.
You should give her a break Bobby.
That's strong stuff you gave her.
How was I supposed to know
she'd do it all at once?
Well she did and now you got
to deal with it.
You tell him, girl.
How'd that loser get three girls
all to himself?
Only in a movie, man.
Woe, woe, woe... what the hell was that?
Is everyone all right?
- Yeah.
- What d'ya hit?
- Nothing.
- Sure.
Kind of a weak set up.
Here's where the fun starts.
I swear. I didn't hit a thing.
I think it was the front tire.
Oh man, we got no spare.
What?
How do you think
I got the weed for Joel's party.
- You knew I didn't have the money.
- You idiot.
Now what're we gonna do?
We passed a house a little ways back.
Maybe they have a phone we can use.
Well, You best get walking then.
Five bucks says the blond gets naked.
What? It's a horror movie.
Somebody always gets naked.
And then they die.
I say it's the black chick.
With our luck, it's probably
the dog with the glasses.
You didn't mind the trade when
we were baked out of our gourds.
Did ya, Monica?
- What, I can't eat?
- Dude, you're making us all sick.
Hello.
Oh, man...
Something tells me that you're lost.
I bet you could use something to drink.
Uh... Okay.
I wouldn't go in there if I was him.
What kind of movie would you have then?
I don't see him anymore.
That house must have been pretty far.
Just be glad that he's the one
walkin' then.
Cause it's hot.
Taking that shirt off is one way
to cool down.
Can it college kids.
You're ruining the mood.
Uh... Do you think they'll be long?
Who's that dear?
The garage with the tire.
No, they won't be long.
Your obsession is starting to worry me.
- You're late Dave.
- Sorry.
A**hole.
Well, the least you could have
done was get us some popcorn.
You really think he's gonna show?
This is the first screening of his
movie since he disappeared.
If he's out there, he'll show.
Guys at the station...
all think I'm crazy.
Even the new recruits don't
want to ride with me.
Tell me about it.
If the board knew I was here,
I'd probably be fired.
I'm starting to think that they
might be right.
Yeah except you and I were there Doug.
They weren't.
Ma'am?
Are you okay?
Ma'am?
Mario.
Duty calls.
You and I both now that Radford
is the key to everything.
All we have to do
is figure out how he did it.
It's been five years.
I don't... I don't know that we can.
Outside of the supernatural,
nothing makes any sense.
If he doesn't show, we may have
to resign ourselves to the fact that
we'll never know what happened there.
Hey, could I give you
a ride home tonight?
My boyfriend's picking me up.
You could call him and
tell him not to bother.
Yeah, dumb idea.
Syrup's out.
It's not my job to change it,
I'm management now.
I hate it down there.
Could you do it for me? Please...
If you let me take you home.
No. But I will let you see my new tattoo.
Where is it?
Let's just say that I can't show you here.
- What's wrong?
- I wanna leave.
Why?
I just want to go.
Just come find me in the office
when it's over.
Come on, it just started to get good.
Hey, hey Bridget.
- What's going on?
- I don't know.
Um... I'm just.
I don't know, I just,
I don't want to watch the rest.
Why?
Did you see that lady's arm?
It's just hitting a little close
to home, Ok?
I'm sorry. Come here.
I just don't feel safe in there.
Bridget, your Dad's not here.
Alright? He's only up here.
And you and your brother
are safe now...
'cause I promise
I'm not gonna let anyone...
hurt either of you
ever again. All right?
Jackie, you should get out of the sun.
She's fine.
Was that a car?
Let's hope it was someone
with a new tire.
That tattoo better be damn good.
Here comes another one.
This guys a goner.
Whenever they switch to a POV
like that, they're dead for sure.
- What?
- Who is he?
I don't know.
The guy with the tire, I guess.
You're in trouble now, buddy.
Please, let me go.
He looks familiar.
What other movies has that kid been in?
No! Stop! Please!
This is awesome!
There's not that much blood.
It's only the second kill.
It'll get bloodier.
It always does.
Come on baby, it's not that bad.
Speak for yourself. This is freaky.
You know... They say that scary
movies are anaphrodisiac.
If you get turned on by this,
we're breaking up.
I just don't understand why you
want to watch that kind of thing.
You saw somebody actually doing that.
Exactly! It's not real.
It's just a thrill, you know?
It gets your heart racing.
You face your fears.
Yeah, well, I guess it's just
different for me then.
No, no it's not.
Look, everybody likes to get
scared every once in a while.
Even you.
Think of it as a roller coaster.
Come on, you love those.
- Yeah.
- See see. It's the same thing.
I mean yeah, yeah they're scary but...
they're safe.
Even roller coasters crash sometimes.
All right, all right, you win.
But will you come back inside for me?
You can let go, be scared. It's okay.
Plus, I mean I like it when you're scared.
You uh, you grab on to me.
You make me feel important. Please?
Okay.
Jesus, was that you?
Sorry.
God that reeks!
Why do you think he was at Newhaven?
By the time we got him,
he had abandoned
his own identity altogether.
He actually thought that
he was the killer from the film.
Do you think what happened was
his way to immortalize his movie?
No. Radford was a man
obsessed with scaring people.
The movie was just a vehicle for him
to act out his own depraved fantasies.
Jeez, I thought that was
supposed to be cathartic.
In Radford's case it only
increased his taste for it.
Dude!
Damn scrumptious,
chocolate covered raisins.
Damn. Should have gotten the jumbo.
Where is that boy?
Something's wrong.
He's been gone too long.
You got that right.
You stay here with Jackie.
I'm going to figure out what's going on.
Sh*t!
Hey, this isn't funny.
Mario, if this is you,
I'm gonna kick your ass!
Come on!
What's going on?
Why does the picture keep doing that?
This film is so old,
they're lucky it's even playing.
Where is this?
I don't know.
What the hell?
What?
That was Sully.
Hello?
The prank of all pranks.
- That's Sully up there!
- Yeah, yeah, I know.
Mario?
He just said my name!
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