The Unbroken Page #6

you must communicate

with him.

You must ask him

what he wants.

So what do I do?

I see this ghost,

and I just go ask him?

Yes.

It's the only way

he'll find peace,

and be able to cross over

to the other side.

Thank you.

(PATRONS CHATTING)

(DINGING)

Everyone.

(DINGING CONTINUES)

welcome to the Raimi Gallery

"Women in Art" showcase.

(APPLAUSE) (IN UNISON)

Whoo!

I am very proud that our featured

artist is here with us tonight.

When I first started

my career in art,

I was fortunate to meet this

very talented artist.

Her works are like

a breath of fresh air

amongst the stench

of the garbage

people pass off as art.

And I've seen

a lot of garbage.

But I digress...

It is my pleasure

to present to you,

for the first time

in seven years,

the very talented

and amazing,

Miss Sarah Campbell.

(APPLAUSE)

(CHEERS)

(BREAKING GLASS)

My bad, my bad.

That was me.

Sorry.

Thank you all

for coming out tonight,

I am very excited

about this collection,

and I'm thrilled

to be sharing it with you,

so please

enjoy yourselves.

(CHEERS AND APPLAUSE)

Wow.

You look amazing.

You always... You always look good, but...

you look...

...really amazing.

She better look good.

I got her that dress.

And cheers to both of you

for showing up on time.

Cheers to that.

So, um, "A breath of fresh

air amongst the garbage."

- Really?

- Ya like that?

Well, it was a little much

but, uh...

Um,

so how's the show going?

Phenomenal. You should

be proud of yourself.

I am.

It seems like everyone's

enjoying themselves.

Somebody spilled the

paint can on that one.

(CHUCKLE)

Be nice.

Everybody except that douche over there.

(CHUCKLE)

Where?

- Oh, my God.

- What?

- Oh...

- It's Trent.

- Who's Trent?

- The ex.

You know,

he looks like a Trent.

- Is that the..

- Yeah, the 19 year old girl he knocked up?

Mm-hmm.

She is hot.

(ANNOYED SIGH)

(THWAP)

Ow.

I can't talk to him.

What am I gonna do?

I'm gonna be sick.

All right.

Bathroom, stat.

Hold the fort down,

Casanova.

O- o-okay.

Do you want me to come

in and help you out?

I'm just gonna

compose myself a little bit.

All right. I'll be out

here if you need me.

(DOOR CLICKS)

(OMINOUS AMBIENT SOUNDS)

(SARAH KNOCKING)

Vicki?!

Ah, man!

(HAUNTING MUSIC #)

(CRACKING SOUNDS)

(RUNNING WATER)

(SHRIEK)

What do you want?!

(TINKLING GLASS)

I want you to help me.

Will you help me?

Yes.

(ELECTRIC FLICKER)

You okay now?

Great.

Um, I need a drink.

Okay.

(SATISFIED SIGH)

(SATISFIED SIGH)

You thirsty?

Sarah!

How are you?

I thought I saw you here.

Why wouldn't she be here?

It's her show, a**hole.

(CHUCKLING)

Ah, Vicki.

Oh, it's so sweet

to see you, always.

This is Ashley.

Hi.

(GIGGLE)

Cheers to the new show, Sarah.

It's really neat.

That's a lovely ring

you have on, by the way.

I probably should have mentioned

that when we walked in earlier.

- Trent proposed on our year anniversary.

- Baby...

Wow.

We haven't been apart

for four months.

Geez, man. You didn't even

let the body get cold, huh?

(CHUCKLING) Watch it, sport.

Stay out of it.

You okay, baby?

Mm-hmm.

Oh, pardon me,

I'm going to go

to the potty.

Okay.

It was nice meeting you.

Oh, God bless her.

Sarah, I can explain.

You're unbelievable, Trent.

Don't make a scene, please.

All I did was

I came out here

to show my support

for your work.

You can leave now, please.

You know, I can, but

I just was dying to see

what you told me

I kept you from.

But it looks like I did the

world a favor for seven years.

You were with this

douchebag for seven years?

You know what,

the two of you,

all you're doing is

embarrassing yourselves now.

(CHUCKLE)

And you know what?

You know what?

Ladies and gentlemen.

I'd like to take a moment

and congratulate

Sarah the psycho,

and her bitter entourage.

(LOUD CRASH)

(MANY GASPS, YELLS)

I'm good.

I'm good, just a...

Just let me get my feet...

I'm all right.

Is... is that...

...my-my blood?

(THUD)

(GHOSTLY WHOOSH)

(HAUNTING ARRANGEMENT #)

Hey.

You've been really quiet.

Do you think

you're gonna be all right?

Yeah.

Yeah, I'm sorry.

I think I'm still

kind of in shock.

Yeah, I mean, I think we're

all in a little bit of shock.

I can't help but think that

what happened to Trent...

...that it was my fault.

No.

You can't blame yourself,

all right?

I mean, it was a freak

accident, all right?

I don't think it was

an accident.

Right after that thing

fell on Trent,

um, I looked up

and I saw...

...him.

What, you mean like,

"little friend" him?

- Mm-hmm.

- Really?

What, you think

he was aiming for you?

No.

I think he was trying

to help me.

Why would he go from hurting

you to helping you?

After our little run-in

in the bathroom,

he told me that

he needed my help.

And then

he grabbed my hand,

and his hand was...

...was like ice.

It was ice cold.

- And I just...

- Okay, what...

...what did

he need help doing?

He needs me to find

his killer,

and find his body.

How?

I don't know.

Look, I'm really tired.

I probably should just

go to bed.

Yeah, I hear ya.

Hanging out with you

has been exhausting.

(LAUGHTER)

Um...

Thanks for everything tonight.

Thanks for letting me

wear your jacket home.

No problem.

You think it's gonna be

safe in there?

Yeah.

I'll be fine.

You think it's safer

with me next to you?

(LAUGHTER)

No.

I'll be fine.

- Goodnight.

- Goodnight.

(GENTLE MELODY #)

(MUSIC FADES)

(DEEP EXHALE)

(TENSE ARRANGEMENT #)

(DRUM HIT #)

(SHRIEK)

(SCREAMING)

(HEAVY EXHALE)

(FOOTSTEPS)

Look, I...

I want to help you.

I just...

I need you to help me. I need you

to give me a hint, or something.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC #)

That's it?

That's your big clue?

Bruce taking the garbage out?

Look, if you're not gonna

say anything,

then I'm just gonna sit here...

(YAWN)

...and wait until

maybe you can do

something more than

stare at me all night.

A little help would be nice

right about now.

You're still here.

Well, you could have made

me breakfast, or something.

(KNOCKING AT DOOR)

- Hey.

- Hey! How's it going?

Good, good.

I was, uh...

...grabbing a coffee,

and I got you one, too.

And a muffin.

Oh, well, thank...

- Oh, geez.

- Oh!

Sorry about that, I guess

these things are unstable.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC #)

Wow... are those

your paintings?

Yeah, um, I gotta go.

Something just came up.

Wait, what about

the coffee and the muffin?

I'm on a diet.

(DOOR LOCKING)

(EERIE MUSIC #)

Seriously?

You think Mr. Middlebrooks

killed the kid?

Yes.

Why?

Well, I keep having

these dreams at night,

and this kid gets beaten

to death by this thing

and then he gets buried

in a shallow grave.

Well,

I saw Bruce this morning,

and his belt buckle

looked just like this thing.

I've been painting pictures of

Bruce's belt buckle the whole time.

Weird.

Weird?

What else

do you want me to say?

Creepy? Scary?

I think

you're on to something?

All right.

Jeepers, Sarah!

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