Scary Movie 2 Page #12

Brenda, sheepishly, sits down. NEW ANGLE:

GHOST'S POV of the group.

It moves slowly towards them.

PROFESSOR:

Anyway, the last owner was a very

rich man who built his empire off

the blood and sweat of the people in

this town. He lived like a king until

one day the servants of the house

killed him.

A log in the fireplace snaps, startling everyone.

BRENDA:

I think there's more to the story.

I can feel something evil in the

house. It's all around. In the wall,

the floor, this piano...

She strums the wire keys. One snaps and smacks her in the

head.

BRENDA:

Ouch!!

CINDY:

Brenda, are you okay? Come sit.

BRENDA:

No, you don't understand. It's here

in these statues...

She touches two statues, holding lights. They smash her in

the head. She staggers over to a Cuckoo clock.

BRENDA:

This clock...

The clock strikes twelve. The bird shoots out and pecks her

in the face. She falls into a mirror.

BRENDA:

This mirror...

Her own reflection punches her in the face.

Brenda sails against the wall. She sees a collection of swords

and knives displayed on the wall.

BRENDA:

These...

The knives start to rumble.

GROUP:

NO!!!

BRENDA:

You're right. Not in the knives.

She turns to see on the adjacent wall, antique guns.

BRENDA:

It's in the guns.

BLAM! The gun fires. Brenda goes down.

DWIGHT:

My God! Is she dead?

PROFESSOR:

No, they're just powder burns, thank

God. They were empty. Get her

upstairs.

ALEX:

Maybe this house is possessed.

PROFESSOR:

No such thing. What you all witnessed

was psychosomatic, purely self-induced

reactions brought on by hysteria.

Now I want everyone to get some rest.

We will start our testing in the

morning.

CUT TO:

EXT. HELL HOUSE -- NIGHT

The wind howls. Doors and windows rattle. A full moon shines

overhead.

CUT TO:

INT. LAB -- NIGHT

The Professor speaks into a tape recorder.

PROFESSOR:

The group responded beyond

expectation. Cindy and Brenda seemed

most susceptible to the suggestion

of horror. Brenda exhibiting both

delusion and hysteria. Group fear

should manifest itself and intensify

as the night progresses.

Dwight is reviewing the video tapes from earlier. He notices

an image on the tape.

DWIGHT:

Professor, I think you should see

this.

PROFESSOR:

What is it? Some tits? A beaver shot?

What?

DWIGHT:

No, these are the tapes from the

living room. Check this out.

Dwight rewinds the tape. We see Brenda being attacked.

DWIGHT:

The image there.

PROFESSOR:

Are you sure it's not the tape?

DWIGHT:

I don't think so. It's on all the

cameras, and check this out. The

thermal readings inside the house

dropped ten degrees when the image

was recorded.

PROFESSOR:

Congratulations, Dwight, it's begun.

CUT TO:

INT. LIVING ROOM -- LATER

Cindy walks past a bird cage. She notices the little bird is

dead.

CINDY:

Oh no, little bird.

Cindy gently removes the bird from his cage.

CUT TO:

INT. BATHROOM -- CONTINUOUS

Cindy enters, lifts up the toilet seat, and is about to flush

the little bird when Shorty walks in holding a cigar box.

SHORTY:

Oh, my bad.

He notices the bird.

SHORTY:

Aww, the little bird died.

CINDY:

Yeah, I didn't know what else to do.

SHORTY:

(looking at the cigar

box)

Hey, I got an idea.

CUT TO:

INT. KITCHEN -- MOMENTS LATER

CLOSE ON:

Open cigar box.

We see little bones being tossed into the box.

PULL BACK TO REVEAL:

Cindy and Shorty eating the fried bird.

CINDY:

That was a great idea, Shorty.

SHORTY:

I told you it would taste just like

chicken.

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