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He clamps them on his wrists. Keeping the gun on him she

opens the refrigerator and takes out a 2 liter bottle

filled with the laced grape-aid.

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

You don’t have to drink the whole

thing. About a third should be

fine for a man your size.

Something to keep you manageable.

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(MORE)

(CONTINUED)

Even in handcuffs I have a feeling

you’re going to be a problem.

KELLER:

Forget it.

HOLLY JONES:

Drink it, Mr. Dover, or I’ll kill

you right here in my kitchen, and

then I’ll bring your daughter in

and make her scrub your brains off

the floor.

He lunges towards her --

KELLER:

WHERE IS SHE?!

She c*cks the .38. He stops, trembling, ready to throw

up, looking for something to grab, something to duck

behind -- but there’s nothing. He breathes out, manic...

And grabs the bottle. And drinks, hating eyes on her all

the while. A third of it gone, he sets it back on the

table, grimacing, wiping his purple lips.

HOLLY JONES:

Good, isn’t it. It’s my husband’s

recipe. Now we’re going out the

back --

A RING TONE stops them both. Keller looks down at his

coat pocket as his cell phone continues to RING --

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

Take it out of your pocket. Do

not answer it.

With a little trouble due to his shackled hands, Keller

pulls out his ringing cell phone. The caller ID

displays:
GRACE

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

Put it in the sink.

Keller does as he’s told, then:

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

And your car keys -- on the table.

Keller pulls his keys from his pocket, drops them on the

table.

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HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

(CONTINUED)

Holly motions for him to move aside. She pockets his

keys, then goes to the sink and pushes the phone down the

garbage disposal. It’s still RINGING when --

She turns on the disposal -- THE SOUND OF METAL GRINDING -

-

A:

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199 EXT. BACK YARD - HOLLY JONES’ HOUSE - NIGHT 199

Keller, hands cuffed in front of him, exits the house

through the back door with Holly Jones following, pistol

in hand.

HOLLY JONES:

Walk to the car.

She directs him to the old Trans Am parked on the grass.

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

The look on your face when I

opened the door -- my husband had

that very same look the day we

took Alex.

(beat)

He was the first kid we ever took.

His real name was Jimmy or Barry --

I can’t remember. I doubt he can

either. So many names. I forgot

all about Bobby until I read about

him in the paper. He never forgot

us though -- neither will your

neighbor’s b*tch daughter. They

never really get away, their minds

I mean. Making children disappear

is how we wage war with God.

Makes people lose their faith.

Breeds demons like you. I’ve had

to slow down since my husband

disappeared, but I do what I can.

Keller continues on, woozy. They arrive at the Trans Am.

She opens the driver’s side door.

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

Get in.

Keller gets behind the wheel. The keys are in the

ignition. The key chain is an upside down cross.

Standing inside the open car door, Holly Jones puts the

gun to Keller’s head.

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

Start the car.

Keller turns the key. The engine COUGHS --

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

Keep trying.

(CONTINUED)

He keeps trying, while staring through the dirty

windshield, maybe planning an escape route...

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

You should know Alex didn’t lay a

hand on the girls, just wanted to

give them a ride in the RV. I was

the one who decided they should

stay.

Guilt creasing his forehead, Keller starts to look a

little sick. THE ENGINE FINALLY TURNS OVER -- IT’S LOUD.

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

(yelling over the

engine)

Put it in reverse. Back up.

Slowly.

Keller shifts into reverse and the car starts to inch

backwards. Holly Jones walks close beside it, keeping

the gun pressed to Keller’s head.

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

Stop.

Keller stops the car, staring straight ahead.

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

Turn it off.

He hesitates for a moment, perhaps weighing his options.

She starts to push the gun barrel into his ear.

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

Turn it off.

He cuts the engine.

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

Out.

Keller steps out of the car, teetering, starting to lose

his equilibrium. He sees the car was covering a big doorsize

piece of plywood lying flat on the ground.

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

Go ahead, take a look. Maybe your

daughter is underneath. You never

know.

Frantic, Keller drags the plywood aside. But when he

sees what’s beneath it, the verve just drains from his

body...

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It’s a grave-like hole in the ground, maybe twelve feet

deep.

HOLLY JONES (CONT’D)

I hid the girls here before the

police came to search the house.

Should have left them down there,

but I wanted them to last for at

least a few weeks. So lonely

without Alex.

(beat)

Now get in.

KELLER:

You want me to get in there,

you’re gonna have to shoot me.

I’m not doing it just ‘cause you

asked --

BANG. She fires a shot into Keller’s thigh. He stumbles

-- the soil crumbles out from under him and he falls...

200 INT. THE HOLE - CONTINUOUS 200

Keller lands hard, blood bubbling from the gunshot wound

in his thigh.

Keller’s POV, staring straight up: Holly Jones staring

down.

HOLLY JONES:

Make yourself a tourniquet. If

you can manage to stem the

bleeding you might last as long as

twenty-four hours. I'd love for

you to still be alive when I dump

your daughter's body down there.

She starts dragging the board back over the hole...

Keller tries to get up, gritting his teeth, and then he

sees it:
ANNA’S RED WHISTLE lying a few feet away from

him.

But as he reaches for it --

EVERYTHING GOES BLACK...

THE SOUND OF THE TRANS AM STARTING UP AND ROLLING OVER

THE COVERED HOLE...

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201 EXT. BACK YARD - HOLLY JONES’ HOUSE - CONTINUOUS 201

Holly Jones cuts the engine and gets out of the car. As

she walks back to the house IT STARTS TO SNOW...

202A EXT. GUN HILL ROAD - MOMENTS LATER 202A

Holly gets in Keller’s truck and starts it up. She

drives it into the backyard, out of sight...

202B INT. PRIVATE ROOM - ST. CELESTINE HOSPITAL - NIGHT 202B

Joy lies sleeping in her hospital bed, Nancy and Franklin

on either side of her, watching the TV: shaky news

footage of the apartment house, as Jones is loaded into

the ambulance...

A REPORTER stares into the camera, the commotion to his

back.

REPORTER:

While police haven’t released any

official statements yet, several

sources maintain that Jones has

been held captive for the last

five days in the apartment

building right behind me here.

Nancy and Franklin look at each other in silence...

202 INT. DEN - HOLLY JONES’ HOUSE - NIGHT 202

Holly Jones stands in the entranceway watching the same

news report on her TV.

REPORTER (O.S.)

We’ve also just learned that the

building might be owned, in some

capacity by Anna Dover’s father...

She exudes a rage that seems ten sizes too big for her

body...

203 EXT. HOLLY JONES' HOUSE - NIGHT 203

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