Pam Keller

"Not even death can end a father's love for his children."

Thursday, July 31, 2014

The long-fanged, fur-coated wrath of God arrives

INT: THE KELLER HOUSE - NIGHT

POUNDING. CLAWING. SNATCHING. Kenny goes to the door and opens it. Pete, blood splattered, falls in and crawls around the floor.

PETE
                    (panicked, terrified)
                We have to get outta here! We have
                to get outta here!

                                    ARNIE
                    (shouting)
                What the fuck happened? Where’s
                Carl?

Pete crawls along the floor to the sofa. He begins untying Chance.

PETE
                    (panicked)
                Never should have come here. Gotta
                let these people go. Gotta get outta –

Arnie rushes to him and pistol whips him. Pete falls to the floor. Kenny rushes to Arnie and prevents the next strike. Arnie strikes Kenny with the pistol. He drops to the floor beside Pete and cradles him.

ARNIE
                    (screaming)
                Calm down! What the hell is the
                matter with you? WHERE - IS - CARL?

Pete curls into a ball next to Kenny and begins to whimper.

PETE
                    (sniveling)
                Dead – dead, eaten! Just like we’re
                gonna be!

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