The Crazies Page #3
Judy nods her agreement.
JUDY:
Sometimes you just get lucky like
that.
EXT. CORRAL, FARNUM HOUSE - DUSK
GIANT WET TONGUES licking something, licking each other in
the process. A disturbing image, but only in close-up...
DAIRY COWS at a salt lick.
Bill Farnum stands in the corral watching, ankle deep in mud,
briefcase in hand, blank expression. His wife DEARDRA calls
to him from the house porch in the b.g., twelve-year-old son
NICHOLAS under her arm.
DEARDRA:
William!
If he hears her, he gives no visible indication. Nicholas
jogs down to the fence.
NICHOLAS:
Supper’s ready.
Farnum stands motionless, mesmerized. Nicholas starts to
climb the fence and suddenly his father speaks, without
looking, as though he was listening all along:
BILL FARNUM:
Be in in a sec.
Nicholas heads back to the house. Bill Farnum picks his way
across the muddy pen to the salt lick. Surrounded by mooing
cows, he stares at it -- brick-shaped, pinkish white,
dripping with bovine saliva -- then bends and gives it a long
disgusting lick.
12.
Crescent moon. David eyeing it from the back porch as he
drinks a beer in his unbuttoned sheriff's shirt.
Judy enters the kitchen behind him. Weary from the day.
Sees him through the door. He holds her gaze for a moment
then puts his hand under his shirt and gives it a little
flutter, meaning his heart still beats for her.
Makes her smile.
INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT
They kiss by the old gas stove. He brushes a lock of stray
hair from her face. Married his dream.
DAVID:
Hungry?
(she nods)
What do you want?
JUDY:
(isn't sure)
Omelet?
DAVID:
Sit.
TIME CUT TO:
Judy at the table eating her omelet. David sitting opposite,
polishing her wedding band on his shirt. A ritual of his.
DAVID:
Could drive you up to see your
parents this weekend, if you want.
JUDY:
(smiles)
Penance for your sins?
He smiles a little, slips the ring back on her finger,
restored to its original luster. Then, still troubled by the
day’s events:
DAVID:
Thought maybe the moon was full, I
don’t know, definitely some
weirdness going around. Medical
examiner said he found nothing in
Rory’s system.
13.
JUDY:
Meaning - ?
DAVID:
Meaning, according to the state,
the man I shot was sober.
JUDY:
What did Peggy say?
DAVID:
Saw him at lunch and he seemed
fine.
A mystery. David left with only his instincts. And the
memory:
DAVID:
Looked him right in the eye. He
something. If it wasn’t alcohol it
was something else.
Cows moo behind the barn. It's after midnight.
We drift through the dark hundred-year-old house, past the
stairs, down the hall into the kitchen, past an old potbellied
woodstove to the sink where we find Deardra in a
nightgown looking out the window. Worried. Nicholas enters
in pajamas.
NICHOLAS:
Pa come in yet?
Deardra shakes her head no. Her eyes never leave the window.
Nicholas comes over, sees what she's staring at.
NICHOLAS:
What's he doin’?
Off in the distance, a COMBINE is going around in circles in
a field, its spotlights sweeping the prairie like a
lighthouse beacon.
Deardra takes a flashlight from the top of the fridge.
DEARDRA:
Wait here.
14.
EXT. FIELD - NIGHT
House in the b.g., Deardra crosses the field, spotlights
whipping across her face.
Lit up like a nebula against the night sky, the billowing
dust cloud gives the combine an otherworldly aura. A killing
machine circling for prey, the thresher a gaping mouth of
giant spinning teeth.
EXT. COMBINE - CONTINUOUS
Up close, the noise is deafening. Deardra strides into
range. Cups her hands to her mouth and calls up to the
darkened cab.
DEARDRA:
William...?!
INT. COMBINE - CONTINUOUS
Through the windshield we can see her out there calling to
us, disappearing from view as the combine goes around again.
EXT. COMBINE - CONTINUOUS
Deardra calls once more then jogs over and climbs the metal
rungs to the cab. Opens the door.
DEARDRA:
William Blaine Farnum, what in
heaven's -EMPTY
SEAT.
A haunted pause then Deardra slides in behind the wheel.
Powers down the engine. Turns off the lights.
EXT. COMBINE / FIELD - CONTINUOUS
The big machine grinds to a halt and there's a hush. Deardra
climbs down. Scans the dark, windswept fields.
DEARDRA:
William...?
Her voice carries without answer. She turns on the
flashlight and walks out into the field.
DEARDRA:
William...?!
The swaying wheat. The pulse of cicadas. And then, from
back at the house, a BLOOD-CURDLING SCREAM. Her son.
15.
DEARDRA:
Oh God...
Deardra takes off running for the house. Frantic. Elbows
flying.
DEARDRA:
NICHOLAS?!
Another SCREAM. Deardra, in full flight, screams back.
DEARDRA:
NICHOLAS?!
She crosses the field at a dead sprint. And hears something
worse than a scream as she reaches the house. SILENCE.
EXT. FARNUM HOUSE - CONTINUOUS
She runs up the steps. In the front door.
INT. FARNUM HOUSE - CONTINUOUS
She slows as she comes down the dark hallway. No sign of her
son. No sign of her husband.
DEARDRA:
Nicholas...?
Silence. At the top of the stairs -
A HANGING BULB SWINGS like a pendulum, casting eerie shifting
shadows. Deardra looks up the stairs at it. No sane person
would go up there, except a mother for a child.
She climbs the stairs. Slowly, one step at a time. The old
boards CREAKING underfoot. The bulb’s shadows rocking back
INT. UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
Topping the stairs, she comes down the hall. Eyes wide with
fear. Shadows dancing. The light is on in the BATHROOM.
Door closed. Deardra reaches out a hand, pushes the door
slowly open -- CREEEEEAK -- and sees...
EMPTY BATHROOM:
She looks down the hall. Darkness at the other end. Voice
trembling, she calls into it.
DEARDRA:
Nicholas...?
16.
As she takes her next step SOMEONE GRABS HER FROM BEHIND,
throws a hand over her mouth and pulls her into the -
INT. CLOSET - CONTINUOUS
Nicholas. Terrified. He gestures for silence, takes his
hand from Deardra's mouth. Their pale faces lit by the light
coming through the crack.
DEARDRA:
What happened? What did he do?
Nicholas, answer me.
NICHOLAS:
He has a knife.
DEARDRA:
(re:
closet)We can't stay here.
She cracks the door, peers out. Just then, a terrible sound.
FOOTSTEPS coming heavily up the stairs.
And now they have no choice but the closet. Nicholas shuts
the door and grips the handle with both hands, praying he's
strong enough to keep his father out.
INT. STAIRS / HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS
Bill Farnum climbs the stairs into view. He is holding a
KNIFE.
INT. CLOSET - CONTINUOUS
Deardra helps Nicholas hold the door as Bill’s FOOTSTEPS come
pounding down the hallway to the closet where they STOP
ABRUPTLY.
Five seconds that feel like forever as Deardra and Nicholas
listen to Bill's HOLLOW BREATHS on the other side of the
door. Both clutching the door handle, expecting it to get
ripped open any second.
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