The Butterfly Effect Page #13

Evan leads Kayleigh into his bedroom and shuts the door. Evan can't help but look under the bed. No one. He then locks the door, reaches into his desk and finds a tiny canister of Pepper Spray.

KAYLEIGH:

It's my fault. I should have told you he was released a few weeks ago.

EVAN:

Might'a been nice.

(re:
pepper spray)

Like this is gonna do any good. Maybe one of the frat guys has a gun.

KAYLEIGH:

Please, Evan. Don't even joke. He wouldn't hurt you. He's just trying to scare you away from me.

EVAN:

(shaking the cannister)

Yeah, right. Tell that to Crockett.

KAYLEIGH:

(quietly)

It's not his fault, Evan. You knew how bad he had it when we were kids.

EVAN:

Don't give me this Oprah-book club bad upbringing sh*t, because you turned out fine.

KAYLEIGH:

(quietly)

My father never laid a hand on me. It's like the prick saved it all up for Tommy.

Evan sits in silence for a moment, contemplating this. Kayleigh's eyes plead for him to have compassion.

EVAN:

Fine, then. We'll let campus security deal with him.

EXT. COLLEGE QUAD - NIGHT

Kayleigh and Evan walk through the all-but-deserted campus. Evan seems especially paranoid. In the distance, some guy vomits loudly.

KAYLEIGH:

Are you okay?

EVAN:

What do you mean?

KAYLEIGH:

It's just...you've been acting kinda strange, you know?

EVAN:

Like how?

KAYLEIGH:

I don't know. You seem...different. You make weird jokes. Your accents changed. You don't even walk the same.

EVAN:

I walk differently?

KAYLEIGH:

I can't put my finger on it, but everything's a bit off. Even the dinner tonight. It was beautiful, but...

EVAN:

I know I've been actin strange lately. It's just that... I don't want anything to happen to us.

The guy along the path gags loudly into the bushes. Kayleigh and Evan instinctively avert their eyes. Suddenly, Kayleigh's ears perk and she stops walking mid-stride.

KAYLEIGH:

Wait. Something's not right. Isn't that your jacket?

EVAN:

What?

The guy, wearing Evan's brown suede jacket, suddenly springs to his feet, revealing his face for the first time.

KAYLEIGH:

Tommy.

Tommy has grown in the last seven years. He has long, greasy hair and some tattoos. He holds a TIRE THUMPER (a short, steel bat for truckers) menacingly in his right hand.

Evan stands frozen in fear, his hands rooted in his coat pockets.

EVAN:

Leave us alone you sick f***!

TOMMY:

Get this "us" sh*t. As if I was gonna lay a hand on my own sister. You've done nicely for yourself, Evan. Nice friends, nice life, not to mention you're f***ing my sister. Not a bad piece of ass if I say so myself.

KAYLEIGH:

Shut up, Tommy!

TOMMY:

Aw, hey now, that was a compliment.

Tommy takes a few practice swings with the tire thumper.

EVAN:

What the hell are you doing?

TOMMY:

It wasn't enough that the whole world loves you, but you had to take away the last person on earth who didn't think I was a piece of sh*t.

EVAN:

(suppressing panic)

No one thinks you're a piece of sh*t, Tommy.

TOMMY:

Right, Evan. I believe you just said "sick f***."

Tommy rushes Evan and bashes him with the tire thumper in the shoulder and ribs. Evan goes down. As Tommy prepares to bash his brains in, Evan whips out the Pepper Spray and nails Tommy in the face.

Tommy reels back in pain, covering his eyes with this free hand. Evan struggles to his feet and circles around Tommy, keeping a distance as he douses Tommy with Pepper Spray. Kayleigh screams. Tommy blindly stumbles around, madly swinging the tire thumper. Evan charges forward in an uncontrollable rage, rips the weapon out of Tommy's hands and sprays a lethal does of pepper spray into Tommy's open mouth.

KAYLEIGH:

Evan, stop! You're gonna kill him!

EVAN:

He's a f***ing maniac!

Evan knocks Tommy down with the tire thumper. Kayleigh screams and tries to hold Evan back, but he easily wrestles free of her. She runs to a blue streetlight on the quad.

EVAN:

He ruined Lenny's life --

Evan kicks Tommy hard in the ribs. Kayleigh pushes a button on the "Blue Light" lamp post and an ALARM WAILS.

EVAN:

He killed Crockett --

(kicks him)

Murdered that woman and her baby!

(kicks again)

And he's trying to kill me, Kayleigh! He's trying to f***ing kill me!

Evan raises the tire thumper for a final attack and swings down OFF CAMERA. CRUNCH!

Evan sees what he's done and drops the weapon, horrified. Kayleigh sees what Evan's done to her brother. And stops cold when she sees the damage to Tommy.

Evan rushes toward her and she stumbles backwards, still terrified by his rage, and skitters away from him in a crablike fashion.

SIRENS come racing to the quad. Evan looks away from Tommy's limp body. Collapses to the ground and begins to weep.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. MAVIS PENITENTIARY - DAY

A SECURITY VEHICLE pulls through the ominous metal gates of the large state prison. The vehicle stops and Evan, along with nine other convicts, exit in leg and hand restraints.

INT. MAVIS PENITENTIARY - DAY

Evan, now wearing his standard issue inmate uniform, enters the General Population area of the prison. PRISONERS begin screaming vicious taunts and catcalls at the fresh batch of new inmates. Evan tries to keep composed and walks toward his cell.

Evan looks up to see one of the men leaning over the second tier, KARL, a huge muscular con with tattoos of swastikas and other Nazi symbols on his arm, blows a kiss at Evan and winks.

INT. EVAN'S CELL - DAY

Evan enters a dimly lit cell plastered with pictures of Jesus Christ and various Saints. Burning flames on open cans of shoe polish serve as candles to the large shrine.

There is a stained bare mattress on the top bunk. Sitting on the bottom bunk is CARLOS, 30s, a massive Hispanic convict covered with faded Indian ink jail tats of Christ in agony.

Carlos stares at Evan disinterestedly as Evan makes up his bed on the top bunk.

CARLOS:

First time?

Evan nods glumly.

CARLOS:

Best not b*tch up. Wind up someone's luggage that way.

EVAN:

(desperate)

Can you protect me?

CARLOS:

Jesus himself couldn't make me take on the Brotherhood. When they come, just put your mind in another place, man. Be somewhere else.

A BUZZER SOUNDS. Carlos leaves the cell without another word.

INT. PRISON CAFETERIA - EVENING

Evan sets his tray down at a table filled with Carlos and some other INMATES. No sooner has he sat down to eat, do eager forks reach onto his tray and steal his food. Carlos shrugs at Evan and offers him a roll.

INT. MAVIS VISITING CHAMBER - DAY

Andrea sits across from Evan in the visitor's chamber. Her hair is now bottle-blonde. Four inches of Plexiglas separate the two and they talk on monitored phones. Andrea, frazzled, twirls an unlit cigarette.

ANDREA:

...I spoke to your new lawyer about the appeal. HE's sure he can get you off on self- defense, so if you're patient.

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