The Taking of Deborah Logan Page #7

SARAH:
She buried him

in the backyard.

- LUIS:
Stop her, please!

- MIA:
Where are you going?

Then she got sick

and he infected her.

- MIA:
What are you looking for?

- This looks loose.

- LUIS:
Desjardins.

- MIA:
Huh? Whose idea was this?

Was this Harris's idea,

Sarah, huh?

- LUIS:
This is insane.

- Help me, OK?!

- What?

- Please, Mia!

- Where? Sarah, tell me where.

- All around here. Just dig.

- Right here?

- Yes.

Guys, this is insane.

We're digging holes in the woods!

Either help us

or shut the f*** up!

Sleepwalking outside, she was

trying to find it - the remains.

Or HE was.

He was inhabiting her. Sh*t.

- LUIS:
The soil...

- SARAH:
It's different, right?

- It is loose.

- MIA:
Is it really?

SARAH:
OK, thank you.

It could've been rain,

could've been moisture...

LUIS:
Do we really think

that there is a BODY here?

MIA:
You gotta let it go.

It was an old man saying

some crazy stuff on a hospital bed.

I don't think so, OK?

I don't think so!

LUIS:
I promise... I promise you

we will look somewhere else

in the morning.

- I'll do it.

- MIA:
We're four feet deep.

- There's nothing.

- But this is where he said!

We could've started here.

I don't know.

- It could be anywhere here.

- MIA:
Exactly!

- We're gonna be here all night.

- I'm sick of this.

- F***!

- There's nothing here.

Wait. (SHOVEL CLANKS)

LUIS:
What was that?

What? No way. No way.

SARAH:
Do you... Oh, my God.

- LUIS:
Are you kidding me?

- She got here first.

- LUIS:
What?

- Who? What?

Oh, my God. Ma got here first.

SARAH:
Look for fresh footprints,

anything fresh.

Where would you hide it?

Where would you hide it?

- SARAH:
I don't know.

- LUIS:
Nothing back there.

I can see through.

There's nothing here.

SARAH:
The whole house,

you guys.

MIA:
Sarah...

Do you understand

what I'm trying to say?!

It was sometimes her,

it was sometimes Desjardins

and... and he's

making her keep it.

She's got a cubby for everything.

She's a hoarder.

- She has a space for everything.

- MIA:
I'm following you.

If we can find...

He inhabits her body.

She... He had her dig it up.

MIA:
Even if Desjardins

had been buried in the garden,

just think about it, OK?

It's been years.

There would be nothing left!

- I mean, he'd be decomposed...

- Back here, back here!

LUIS:
OK, I got it, I got it.

MIA:
Anything that

was left of him would be...

- SARAH:
F***ing sh*t. Nothing.

- LUIS:
Nothing.

SARAH:
Hey, guys.

MIA:
What are you looking at?

SARAH:
I don't know,

but it hasn't rained in a while.

It should not be wet.

That looks fresh as hell.

(LADDER CREAKS AND BANGS)

LUIS:
A third goddamn attic?

- Are you OK?

- Yeah, I'm OK.

I'm so f***ing sorry. Hello?

MIA:
Luis, you go first.

You got the light.

- F*** no!

- Come on, man.

We've already been through this.

You go first, OK?

(LUIS MUTTER) White people

and their basements

and f***ing attics.

Damn!

It f***ing stinks up here.

- Oh, my God...

- MIA:
Can you shine the...

Hold on a second. Hold on.

Oh, my God.

What is all this sh*t?

You gotta see this.

What is that stuff? Oh!

LUIS:
No idea.

Don't touch that. Ugh!

(SARAH PANTS)

LUIS:
Mia, Mia, Mia, Mia!

MIA:
What? What is that?

What is it?

- SARAH:
I can't...

- LUIS:
Jesus.

MIA:
Is it stuck?

- Let me...

- (GRUNTS)

- MIA:
Ooh, Jesus!

- LUIS:
Jesus!

- Oh, it... Oh, my... (GAGS)

- LUIS:
Oh, it f***ing smells!

MIA:
God, that smells

f***ing awful.

(SARAH GAGS)

MIA:
Oh, my God. Oh, my God.

What is it?

(MIA MOANS)

- Oh, God. Oh, God.

- SARAH:
Nmm...

- (GASPS) Oh!

- (MIA SCREAMS)

- LUIS:
Oh!

- SARAH:
It's...

- LUIS:
What? What? What?

- MIA:
What the hell did you see?

What did you see?

- LUIS:
Oh!

- (MIA SCREAMS) Oh, f***!

- SARAH:
It's him!

- MIA:
Oh, my God.

LUIS:
There's

a f***ing body up here!

- (MIA CRIES) My God.

- We have to, we have to!

MIA:
I'm not touching him.

- I will do it. I will.

- I'm not touching him.

I f***ing can't thank you enough,

you guys. Oh, my God!

- Go, go, go, go!

- LUIS:
Easy.

MIA:
Oh, my God.

LUIS:
What are we...

what are we doing with this?

- What are we doing?

- MIA:
I don't... (GAGS)

- We'll just put it here for now.

- Oh, God.

- LUIS:
Ugh...

- (MIA CRIES) What are we doing?

We burn it, right?

Isn't that what Dr. Schiffer said?

- LUIS:
Right here?

- Yes!

LUIS:
This day just

gets better and better.

- (HISSING)

- F***ing dead bodies...

(HISSING CONTINUES)

- LUIS:
Did you hear that?

- SARAH:
Sh*t.

MIA:
It's coming

from inside here.

- What are doing?

- MIA:
I don't know.

- SARAH AND LUIS: Mia...

- Just wait, just wait.

LUIS:
Don't...

- (MIA SCREAMS)

- LUIS:
Whoa! Oh!

- SARAH:
No!

- MIA:
Oh, my God! Oh, my God!

We gotta burn this.

We gotta burn this!

- MIA:
What?! F***!

- Please!

MIA:
There's one more here,

there's one more here! (SCREAMS)

Get it in! Get it in there!

- SARAH:
F***!

- MIA:
F***! (SCREAMS)

Watch your feet, Luis!

Watch your feet!

- SARAH:
OK, OK...

- MIA:
F***!

- Oh!

- Sorry! Back off.

- That is f***ing impossible!

- You haven't put enough on.

You haven't put enough on.

Oh, nothing, nothing!

SARAH:
You have

to push the thing!

- I'm pushing it! I'm pushing it!

- No, you're not!

- SARAH:
Yes, yes.

- LUIS:
Is it going?!

- OK, OK.

- Yes!

- Back, back.

- Burn, b*tch. Burn.

Now let's get the f***

out of here.

- (UNEARTHLY SCREAMING)

- LUIS:
What...

- (FIRE ALARM BELL RINGS)

- LUIS:
Go, go, go, go!

SARAH:
It didn't burn.

It didn't burn!

- Something put it out!

- LUIS:
What?

(SCREAMS)

(ALL YELL FRANTICALLY)

MIA:
Get away from

the f***ing house! Run!

Oh!

- There was something in there.

- LUIS:
Are you OK?

- Did you see it?

- I don't know!

- (MOBILE PHONE RINGS)

- LUIS:
Oh, Jesus Christ.

- MIA:
Hold on. What did you see?

- LUIS:
Someone's ringing.

- Wait, wait. Is that your phone?

- (ALL PANT AND WHIMPER)

Hello. What?

Oh... What? No.

- Oh, God.

- LUIS:
What?

- She broke out of the hospital.

- MIA:
You can't go back!

I'm going back in.

I've gotta get him.

- LUIS:
Sarah, please! SARAH!

- Do something, do something!

SARAH:
We have to take

the remains with us.

She broke the restraints, OK?

She's out.

- F***.

- DR. NAZIR:
Sarah, Sarah!

- What the f*** happened?

- Please don't go in there.

- Don't go in there!

- You can't come in here.

- Ma'am, stop!

- Get out of my way!

Oh, my God...

- I'm coming downstairs now.

- What is that?

A security guard downstairs

is in anaphylactic shock.

- You have to stay here.

- He's being treated now.

- For what, Nazir? For what?!

- Snake venom!

(GROANS AND GURGLES)

(SNARLS)

(MAN SPEAKS INDISTINCTLY)

MAN:
That is f***ing bullshit!

You are not doing everything you can!

You keep saying that.

Everybody tells me

they're doing...

- NURSE:
Hey, calm down!

- OFFICER:
We are, sir.

- We're so sorry.

- MAN:
I wanna know!

- NURSE:
We'll find her.

- I wanna know what happened!

- Where is my girl?!

- OFFICER:
We're trying.

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