The Unbroken Page #3

with your terrible parking job.

I'll go move it right now.

I need to go to town, anyways.

I'm heading to the art store.

Do you need anything?

From the art store?

Um...

Yes, I do, actually.

Uh, a couple of nude models.

Preferably attractive, and..

Yeah, I meant

while I was out.

Oh, uh... a couple

of nude models...

Goodbye.

(CHUCKLES)

See you later.

(OMINOUS AMBIENT SOUND)

(TOY CLOWN LAUGHING)

Dude, you are creepy.

See ya.

(TENSE AMBIENT MUSIC #)

(CALM MELODY #)

(SHUTTER CLICK)

(GHOSTLY WHOOSH)

(FLICKERING STATIC)

(WHOOSH)

(FLICKER)

(OMINOUS CREAKING #)

I need a drink.

(RISING MUSICAL TENSION #)

(TOY CLOWN LAUGHING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(DOORBELL RINGING)

(BUZZING SOUND,

FROM VIDEO)

(KNOCKING ON DOOR)

Hold on.

I said I was coming.

Oh, hey. Sorry.

You think this is funny?

I don't appreciate you sneaking

around my apartment while I'm gone.

What are you talking about?

Look, if you weren't gonna

help me in the first place,

you shouldn't have taken it

at all.

I didn't. Look...

I put it...

What the hell?

Sarah, I promise you,

I put it right over there, okay?

And I would never sneak into

your place without permission.

I obviously can't trust anyone

in my life right now,

so just take this,

and shove it up your...

- My ass?

- Yes!

(TOY CLOWN LAUGHING)

(VOCALIZING REVULSION)

Thanks a lot, dude.

(DEEP EXHALE)

(TENSE, OMINOUS MUSIC #)

(SCREAMING)

(GASP)

(SHARP EXHALE)

(PHONE RINGING)

(RINGING CONTINUES)

(BEEP)

Hey.

Sarah, you sound horrible.

Everything all right?

(YAWNS)

Yeah, I kinda...

...had a rough night.

What time is it?

It's almost noon.

I haven't slept this late

in years.

(LAUGHS)

You've been a busy girl.

Those paintings

you've been working on...

Absolutely stunning!

- Really?

- Really.

And, I have a showing

next week,

and I was able

to squeeze you in.

That's a little bit soon,

isn't it?

I know it's last minute,

but it's a great opportunity,

and I've already started

putting everything together.

That sounds great.

I'm really glad you like 'em.

Sarah, I love them.

It is so nice

to have you back.

I'll see you next Friday.

- See you then.

- Bye.

Bye.

(BEEP)

(OMINOUS WHOOSH)

(GLASS CRACKING)

(SLIGHT GROAN)

(DISSONANT ARRANGEMENT #)

It's you.

How did you get in here?

Look, I'm really sorry I almost

hit you the other day, I-I...

I should have been

paying more attention.

What are you doing?

Stay back.

Stay away.

I have pepper spray.

(SPRAYING SOUND)

(RAPID KNOCKING ON DOOR)

What do you want?

Come in.

(SIGH)

We need to talk.

So, let me

get this straight...

You think

you're being haunted

by the ghost

of a little kid...

...that you almost ran over

the other day.

The same ghost kid

that broke your glasses,

and broke your mirror.

And now you're apologizing

to me for wigging out,

but it's because you're being

haunted by this ghost kid.

- Yes.

- Man...

I have heard some of the

lamest apologies in my life,

most of 'em

coming out of my mouth.

But this one?

This one

is the lamest.

(EXASPERATED SIGH) Come

on, give me a break.

Do you think

I'm making this up?

You think I would

cut my own face

just so I don't have to

admit that I was wrong?

It does kind of explain how the

doll got back in to your apartment.

I know, it sounds crazy.

I was just...

...just hoping that maybe

you could help me out.

Well, how can I help? I don't

know anything about ghosts.

Wait, I do know one thing,

actually.

You can't pepper spray them.

Well I thought you'd be a pro, with all

these horror movies you have around here.

Besides, ghost stories

scare the piss out of me.

I'm doing

everything in my power

not to piss my pants

right now.

Wait, so you

can't even watch a ghost movie

'cause it scares you,

and you think

I'm ridiculous?

(VOCALIZING DISAGREEMENT)

Let's be clear,

I said ghost stories,

not ghost movies.

Most ghost movies suck,

except for...

...I don't know...

...pretty much, Ghostbusters.

Other than that,

I just buy movies that are good.

Oh, like this one?

Zombies, Zombies, Zombies.

Strippers Versus Zombies?

Is this part of your porn

collection, or something?

No!

How dare you judge?

This is a fine piece of cinema.

Way ahead of its time.

Mmhmm.

Okay, bad example.

So, are you

not gonna help me, then?

(SIGHS)

How can I possibly say no

to a hot chick

that just needs my help getting

rid of some lame little kid ghost

that likes to break glass.

Whoa!

Oh, my fish!

- My fish!

- Get a cup, get a cup!

Okay, how many

were there?

- There's five.

- All right.

Get him, get him!

Get that one, get that one.

Hurry up, hurry up,

hurry up.

That one's flopping

over there.

Get him, get him!

That one's not moving.

It's not moving!

Pick it up, hurry up, quick!

Hurry, hurry.

He's good, he's good.

Where's Archimedes?

Where's Archimedes?!

(LIGHT SQUISH)

Oh...

Oh, no...

(TOMMY GASPS)

Th-there he is.

Oopsy.

Oopsy?

(RESTRAINED VOCALIZATION)

(ANGUISHED SOUNDS)

Archimedes...

You were a good fish.

You never complained.

You never bullied

any of the other fish, and...

You certainly did not deserve

to die the way you did.

Goodbye, my friend.

Feel free to haunt her for not

looking where she stepped.

(LIGHT PLOP)

Thanks.

(FLUSH)

As if I don't have

enough problems already,

I'm gonna have

a ghost fish haunting me.

(SIGH)

Well...

As bad as

your night's been,

you still have no problem

giving me a hard time.

It's like your immune to your

depression when I'm around.

You're right.

Weird.

So, I had this

moment of clarity,

before my fish tank exploded

all over my junk.

In several ghost movies,

there's like a scene

where the haunted will go to

a psychic or a priest to...

You know, get assistance

getting rid of the hauntee.

Oh yeah?

Which one should I go to?

Well, that depends on

if you want to

read a book with a lot of

cryptic writing and drawings,

or if you want to

puke pea soup.

Hmm, I think I'll have to

go with the first one.

So, if you don't

watch ghost movies,

how do you know so much

about them?

"Nashville psychics..."

Search.

I said I don't own any.

I never said

I didn't watch any.

I went through a phase

where I watched several,

but I don't like them at all.

Why is that?

Because they never end well.

I mean, a ghost

isn't a physical being.

You can't get rid of them.

You know, a zombie...

...shot to the head.

A werewolf?

Silver bullet.

Vampires.

Stake through the heart.

Or sunlight.

Unless you buy all that...

"Sunlight makes you sparkle

like diamonds" stuff.

But ghosts...

Nothin'.

(KEYBOARD CLACKS)

So, you're pretty much

saying I'm screwed, then?

If this were a movie, yes.

But it's real life, so...

you're just a crazy person

with crappy glass in your house.

Hey, check this out.

This psychic shop

is only a few miles from here.

There... is... the address.

And... have fun.

What, you're not

coming with me?

No way, man.

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