What Lies Beneath Page #14
- PG-13
- Year:
- 2000
- 130 min
- $155,018,556
- 533 Views
Jody turns to her, deadly serious.
JODY:
Isn't this where you saw her?
Claire's smile fades. She nods.
JODY:
Then this is where she'll be.
They sit cross legged, the board between them.
JODY:
Place your fingers on the planchette.
CLAIRE:
The planchette?
JODY:
This.
Jody indicates the wooden pointing device. Each woman grasps
an edge.
JODY:
(in a low voice)
We wish to commune with the spirit
of Mrs. Feur.
(to Claire)
What's her first name?
CLAIRE:
I don't know.
Jody closes her eyes. Claire follows suit.
JODY:
I call forth the entity that is
haunting this house.
They look down at the planchette, which hasn't moved.
JODY:
Mrs. Feur?
There's still no movement.
CLAIRE:
Nothing's happening.
JODY:
Shhh.
Jody focuses intently.
JODY:
Reveal yourself to us.
A long moment passes. It's starting to seem like a bust.
Suddenly, THE CANDLE FLARES. Even Jody seems startled.
JODY:
(to the spirit)
Who... who are you?
At first, nothing happens. Then, slowly, the planchette starts
to move across the board.
CLAIRE:
Are you doing that?
Jody shakes her head.
CLAIRE:
I'm not doing that.
The planchette comes to rest on the letter "M." Moments later,
it starts to move again drifting over and stopping on "E."
CLAIRE:
Oh...
JODY:
M-E...
It starts to drift again, moving slowly toward the space
between "E" and "F." The planchette stops on "F." Jody removes
her fingers from the device.
JODY:
Mef? What's Mef?
CLAIRE:
It's initials. F is Feur. It's her.
Suddenly, the CANDLE starts flickering strangely and THE
PLANCHETTE SLIDES JERKILY ON ITS OWN...M-E-F, M-E-F...
JODY:
Sh*t...
Jody stumbles backwards, gasping.
JODY:
Did you see that?
Claire leans in.
CLAIRE:
(to ghost)
What happened to you?
JODY:
Oh God...
Jody bolts. Claire follows.
EXT. HALLWAY - NIGHT
Claire catches up to the completely spooked Jody outside the
work room. She holds onto her arm.
JODY:
I have to go.
CLAIRE:
Jody, wait.
Cooper's growling in the work room. They look in.
JODY:
Claire, this is... this is...
Claire, transfixed, walks in.
INT. WORK ROOM - NIGHT
She stares at the computer screen, which is being filled
with letters at an amazing speed.
MEFMEFMEFMEFMEFMEFMEF...
She hears the front door swing open.
CLAIRE:
Jody!
INT. FOYER - NIGHT
Claire arrives at the open front door in time to see the
Karman-Ghia tearing out of the driveway. She turns and goes
back into the house.
CRASH!
She edges into...
INT. NORMAN'S STUDY - NIGHT
The picture has, once again, tumbled from its spot. She drops
to her knees over the picture. This time THE GLASS IS
SHATTERED. When she picks out the remaining shards, the
newspaper photo slides out. Claire glances at the benign
news stories on the back.
She looks around and spots a piece of glass wedged in a crack
in the floor boards by the knot.
CLAIRE'S POV
The piece of glass, wedged next to what looks like A COPPER
COIN in the crack. It's too big to be a penny.
She tries to use the piece of glass to pry it free, but
recoils. A tiny drop of blood appears on her finger, which
she pops into her mouth.
INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT
Still sucking on her finger, Claire walks in and begins to
clean up the remains of the seance. She bends down to pick
up the Ouija board, then stops when she notices that the tub
is again full to the brink of overflowing.
CLAIRE:
What do you want?!
Claire peers around, frustrated, half waiting for a reply.
There is only silence. She reaches in to pull the plug, nearly
scalding her hand. When she turns for a hand towel she finds
a message traced into the steamed-up mirror:
"YOU KNOW"
She draws in a breath and darts out of the bathroom.
Norman nods to a SECURITY GUARD as he leaves a darkened
university building. He sees Claire standing at the foot of
the steps.
NORMAN:
What are you doing out here?
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