The Banshee Chapter Page #3

---

carefully constructed.

I'm a myth.

Come on, being loved

by so many adoring fans

isn't a good enough

motivation for you?

Let me tell you something one

of my ex-wives once told me.

She said,

"Everyone will love you, Thomas,

except those of us

who know you best."

But tell me, young writer, what

is it you are writing about?

Um, actually,

you'd probably love it.

It's a novel about the

narco war in Mexico

and two young lovers who experiment

with different chemicals and...

It sounds f***in' trite.

Well, it's a work in progress.

Yeah, make 'em...

make 'em lesbians.

Really?

Burmese throat-singing lesbians.

I don't know much

about that subject.

Maybe you could help me.

Well, speaking of ingesting

experimental chemicals,

what are you doing this weekend?

Um, I didn't plan that far ahead.

Well, tell you what.

Why don't you join myself

and some fellow

travelers at my place.

We're planning an experiment.

It'll be an experience

you will not forget.

Oh, I didn't know you were into...

What is it, art?

Yes, that's art, young lady.

It's not a toy.

Don't touch that.

So who did your interior

decorating, Charles Manson?

Oh, why, f*** you very much.

You have a lot of weapons around.

Didn't you shoot

your assistant last year?

Yes, and I feel terrible about that.

But in my defense, she was an idiot

for walking into my line of fire.

Now people go around saying

I wanted to kill the b*tch.

How do you not go to jail for that?

You still have your permit?

When you're innocent, you

can get away with anything.

Sarah?

Party's in the kitchen.

Sarah? Callie.

Callie? Sarah.

Callie is wicked smart.

She's got a PhD

in organic chemistry,

but she's sort of an alchemist.

Yeah, she's a bit granola

and crystal for me.

She reeks of patchouli oil,

but I love her anyway.

So this is it?

How do you ever get

the formula for this?

It's my own little secret recipe.

This is government stuff, isn't it?

Aren't you worried about

the dangers of taking it?

This isn't the CIA, Sarah.

We're not strapping

people down in a dark room

and scaring the f*** out of them

just to see how far

we can stretch their sanity.

This is about... freedom,

mind expansion.

Power to the people.

Freedom, motherfuckers.

Positive energy.

That's right.

Positive energy, huh?

Mm-hmm.

I can do that.

Yeah? You positive?

So don't start on me with that...

Yeah, I am positive.

Fear sh*t, Sarah,

if you're really positive.

Well, it's my first time.

It's normal, right?

What's normal?

Here we go, Sarah.

Ready for takeoff?

A little for you, a little for me.

A little for you, a little for me.

A little more for you.

Ahh!

Foul f***ing venom!

Wow.

How long before it kicks in?

Oh, a few minutes.

30 at the very most.

Not as fast as injecting it,

but not as junkie, either.

Here we go... chaser.

Ms. Weiss, I wanted

to ask you something.

Sure. What is it?

How do you feel about liars?

Uh, What? Liars?

Liars, swine, swindlers.

I don't know.

What do you mean?

Well, I, for one,

cannot stand the bastards

who are bad at it.

That's it.

They lack a certain panache.

Well, who does?

Now, I'm not opposed to a good...

a good swindle every now and then,

but a bad one, a bad liar,

that's something that

I simply can't abide.

Yeah, I... I agree with you.

What is it?

Your name's not Sarah Weiss, is it?

Excuse me?

Now I can understand your

reticence with taking the drug.

I mean, why would a fine,

upstanding investigative journalist

like Anne Roland want to sully

an already fragile reputation

with bad business like that?

No, it's not like that.

You have to...

It's okay, it's okay.

I've, uh...

I've told a few lies

in my time, too.

Yes. Recently, in fact.

For instance, I told you that the

drug was in that blue liquid,

which you so discreetly

threw in my wastepaper bin.

It's not?

No. No.

It was in the whiskey

you just drank.

You motherf***er!

No sympathy for the devil.

Keep that in mind.

Buy the ticket, take the ride!

And it's gonna be a good one.

Olivia, call me back

as soon as you get this.

Blackburn tricked me

into drinking that chemical.

He knew exactly

who I was this whole time.

Call me.

This is Anne, by the way.

I... I can't be alone

with Blackburn.

I feel uncomfortable.

I... I feel unsettled.

Unsettled?

What, like physically?

Something is coming.

What do you mean,

something's coming?

Are you okay?

No, I'm not.

What's going on?

Wh-what...

Something's watching you?

I don't like this. It can see me.

Who can see you?

I don't know.

Did you hear that?

Callie?

Callie?

What's happened?

Are you okay?

It looked at me from the window.

What did?

Talk to me!

I turned around, and

it was looking at me.

I saw it.

It's coming to the house now.

What is?

It's downstairs now

by the back door.

What is?

You know.

Then he goes out to the shops

That line up outside his house

He'll always pause

at his reflection

But there ain't nobody there

No, there ain't nobody there

But he's got a friend,

she's behind the glass

How much you want

for the girl in the window?

I'll give you twice

whatever you think she's worth

I'll give you all that

and more to see her, too

Aah!

Aah!

What is going on?

There's something in

your house, Thomas!

There's something in your house!

Why, you're just hallucinating!

Calm down!

No, no.

Callie saw it! I saw it!

There's something in your house!

What? What? What?

Saw what?

It wants to wear us.

It wants to wear us.

It wants to wear us!

Don't say that.

Don't say that.

All right.

You f***ers stand over there.

Go on.

Sit in the corner.

Sanity, for f***'s sake.

I hear something.

What the f***?

Holy...

sh*t!

What the f*** was that?

It was a hallucination.

No, but...

We took a drug.

No. No, no, no.

Oh, fine!

Whoa! Whoa, whoa!

Stop it!

What's happening?

Shut up.

Oh, f***.

Do you have any idea who I am?

I'll blow your f***ing...

Where's my gun?

Thomas? Wake up.

Thomas?

Wake up.

Wake the f*** up.

Where... Where's Callie?

Where did she go?

Don't know.

Where...

Where the f*** did she go?

What happened?

Was it the drug?

Did... Did it really happen?

Where is she?

I don't know.

It seemed f***ing real.

How long were we out?

I don't know.

A couple of hours?

I think the drug has

worn off at this point.

Oh, before I forget.

Jesus!

What the f***?

How could you...

I'll f***ing kill you!

You are just sh*t, Thomas!

Back off!

Let's get the f*** out of here.

F***.

Look, I need to know what

happened back there.

You and me both, sister.

That's what these

government boys do

is they take something beautiful,

something transcendent

and powerful,

like pure Dimethyltryptamine,

and f*** it up!

Turn it into something dark,

something ugly.

What, you think

it's a mind control thing?

Well, if it's real, what

happened to Callie's body?

Did you see her body?

No. No, I didn't.

Me, neither.

Makes you wonder.

Yeah. It makes me wonder

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes