The Victorville Massacre Page #3

firewood

for the fireplace

Mary:
And then we're playing

Rock Band!

You guys want to join?!

Oh my God, definitely!

Great.

We so have to do Def Leopard.

Jesus Christ.

Alright. Cool. We'll be right

back.

Well ladies. Looks like it's the

final round.

Door closes

Kissing

Jesus.

You trying to get me in trouble

or what?

No. I just like to see

you squirm.

Laughs

Andrew?

Andrew, this isn't funny.

Andrew?

Besides...

You knew the answer to that

question.

Give it to me.

We don't have enough time.

Then make it quick.

You know I never make it quick.

Besides, my dick is pretty raw

as it is.

Oh...

Now where in the hell is this

firewood hanging around.

Rope drops

God...

that was amazing...

You're amazing.

Where you off to?

Heading out to Matt's with the

crew

for the weekend.

What?! Why wasn't I invited?! I

wanna go!

I don't think that's such a good

idea.

Why not? We all used to hang

together

in high school.

I just don't think it's a good

idea.

Come on! Pleeease?

I don't know.

Look, just call Matt and ask

him.

If he says ok, then I'll go. And

if not,

it's not a big deal.

I guess that's fair.

Plus if you give me a ride, I

might give you

some road head.

If I didn't know any better...

Blade slices through stomach

Pushes blade harder

Removes blade

Well, that was fun.

Well, that was fun. We should do

it again some time...

What you say, b*tch?

Wait a minute, listen.

Faint drumming in background

Oh, no they didn't!

Jesus Christ.

What's taking Andrew and Mary so

long?

Maybe they're f***ing!

Whatever. I'm going in.

Yeah, me too.

What the f***?

Leave me all by myself?

F***ing cock suckers.

Knocks

Oh, love birds!

You two done f***ing yet or

what?

Closes door

Ties rope

Knocks bowl

Sh*t.

Laughs

Oh, sh*t!

Struggles

HELP ME!

Punches face

Loud music playing

Kicks

Drags on ground

Lane's Father (OS): I'm gonna

f***ing

kill him!

Lane's Mother (OS): Please. You

need

to calm down.

Lane's Father:
Calm down?!

You're f***ing brother touched

my little girl!

Lane's Mother:
Hun, you're gonna

wake the kids.

Lane's Father:
I'm gonna f***ing

kill him!

I swear on my f***ing life!

Young Lane:
Daddy?

Hey, Princess.

Hey snow flake. Come here.

Have a seat.

Did he hurt you, baby?

Slams lighter

Opens blade

You see this?

It's a pocket knife.

Do you know what that is?

Listen.

Listen close.

If any man ever...

ever tries to do anything to you

that

you don't want to do.

You take this knife...

And you jam it into his stomach!

You jam into his stomach you got

it?!

I said you got it?

Yes, daddy.

Good.

Drags on ground

F***in' hate kids.

Loud music plays

Doorbell rings

Who's that?

Eh. It's probably Andrew.

Door bell rings

F***in' idiot.

What the f*** do you want?

Good evening, son.

Are your parents home tonight?

Matt, it's for you.

Uh, yes sir, can I help you with

something?

Are your parents home tonight,

son?

I actually own this house.

Can I help you with something?

You own this home?

Look. I'm sorry. Whatever you're

selling

we're just not interested.

Wait a second! I didn't

introduce myself.

I'm Officer Bill Bailey from the

Victorville Police Department.

I'm sorry. But do you have some

sort of

identification or something?

Unfortunately, no. I'm kinda

off duty at this time..

Well then I think it's best you

get off

my property before I call an

on-duty police officer.

Slams door

Whoa!

Nice! Wow!

Damn Matt, that was dope.

I didn't think he had it in him.

Steven (OS):
Looks like you got

some balls, finally.

God, Matt, that was hot!

Steven (OS):
Looks like you got

some balls, finally.

God, Matt, that was hot!

F***in' kids.

Where are Andrew and Mary?

And where's Lane?

Lisa (OS):
Maybe they're still

in the

garage. I don't know about Lane.

She went to check on 'em.

Something doesn't feel right.

I'm going to get them.

Then we're locking this back

door.

Is something wrong?

Matt, I think you're over

reacting.

Closes door

Chimes ring

Closes door

Knocks bowl

Sh*t.

Sh*t.

Closes door

Slides curtain

Ria:
What's going on?

Lisa:
What happened?

Landen:
Sh*t, bro, you ok?

They're dead.

They're all dead.

Wait, what? What are you talking

about?

They're all f***ing dead!

That's not funny, Matt.

Dude, you're kidding, right?

I'm not f***ing kidding.

Bro, you ever think they're just

f***ing with you?

Noises on roof

What the hell is that?

It sounds like it's heading to

the back.

Slams against window

OH MY GOD!

Cries

Screams

Matt:
Everybody calm down.

Ria:
CALM DOWN?

We just saw, Lane's decapitated

head

smash up against the f***ing

window!

Ok. Ok. We need to call the

police.

What? What's wrong?

It's dead.

Does anybody's cell phone work?

I'm not getting any reception.

Me neither. F***!

I f***ing hate Victorville!

Ok. Um. I'm just gonna run next

door to the neighbor's house.

All that all the neighbors were

out of town?

Well, I'm sure not the whole

f***ing neighborhood is out of

town.

Uh, I'm not going out there with

that f***ing psycho still

roaming about.

Well, Jesus, we gotta do

something!

The f***ing hell we're not!

What?

Nah, I'm gonna stand my hairy

ass right here

and not do a goddamn thing.

I don't think we're safe

in this room. We're surrounded

by windows.

What if he's got a gun?

He's got a point.

No. Any time this sorta thing

happens,

it's the people who do something

that get f***ing slaughtered!

When does this ever f***ing

happen?!

Um...

in horror films?

We're gonna go hide in the

master bedroom

and wait til one of us gets cell

service

and then we'll call the police.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!

How do we know you didn't

f***ing do it?

What?

Yeah!

Why aren't you f***ing dead?

Are you a f***ing idiot?

I'm just stating the facts, man.

Yeah, this could be some sort of

"And Then There Were None" sort

of thing.

How do we know you're not the

red

f***ing herring.

Ok. You know, that's fine. You

two dip shits

do whatever the f*** you want.

I don't care. I'm going into the

master bedroom.

I'm going with you.

Me too

Me too.

Look. Look. Look. Alright. All I

know is for

100% fact that Landen and

Stephanie didn't do it

because we were in the hot tub

And I didn't see either of them

decapitate anybody's F***ING

HEAD!

You can not be serious?

I mean, he really does have a

good point.

I'm very serious. Ok. So you

guys go hide in the

master bedroom.

We're gonna go hide in the

garage, alright?

Sighs

Fine. Fine. Come on girls. Let's

go.

You know, if Matt did do it,

You know, if Matt did do it

it's probably not a good idea

to let him out of our sight.

Especially with the two girls.

Especially with the two girls.

Hell, that's how the judge got

away with it in the book.

What a minute...

The judge did it?!

Let's go.

Car pulls up

Bailey, what the hell you doing

out here?

Just getting some fresh air.

I don't think it's such a good

idea

to be out here like this.

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