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INT. WILLOW CREEK MORTUARY - BASEMENT - EVENING - 2005

Froste hovers over the frosted glass casket. He peers inside
at the blurry image of Nicholas.

Opening the casket, Nicholas raises a trembling hand.

WILLIAM FROSTE
Hi, Nick.
(a beat)
The barbiturates are losing their
effect.

Froste reaches into his black leather bag, retrieving both
bottles of Sodium Thiopental, Pancuronium Bromide and the
long veterinarian syringe.

WILLIAM FROSTE
(continuing)
I'll have to administer another
dose.

Readying the syringe, Froste places the needle carefully
against Nicholas's neck. Slowly filling him full of both
drugs, the boy's hand sinks weakly back inside the casket.

WILLIAM FROSTE
(continuing)
For nine months you have done
nothing but disrespect me...you
and your brother. Your wealthy
parents sit idly by...letting
their two brats do as they wish.

Nicholas's eyes fill with terror. Froste walks to a gurney,
sliding it alongside the casket.

WILLIAM FROSTE
(continuing)
My mother...she raised me well. I
learned respect for my elders. You
and your brother-
(a beat)
You'll learn respect as well. It
might be a lesson you take with
you to the next world...but one
you will never forget.

Froste lowers his face to Nicholas.

Nicholas's P.O.V. - Froste leans down to him, expressionless.

WILLIAM FROSTE
(continuing)
I won't lie to you, Nick, you're
going to die tonight...you're
going to die the most gruesome,
agonizing death one can.

(smiles)
No one will ever know what became
of you.
(a beat)
I see the horror in your eyes,
Nick. It's too late now. No one
can save you. Not your wealthy
parents...not even God.

Froste raises his head and walks toward a cabinet. Opening
it, he removes a number of autopsy tools.

WILLIAM FROSTE
(continuing)
Tomorrow will be the first day
that I have slept in nine months.

Froste turns back, approaching Nicholas.

WILLIAM FROSTE
(continuing)
You however, will sleep forever.

*This is an excerpt from my Screenplay....if anyone would like to read it - send me your email. I'll send it over to you.

Hope to hear from you folks.



    Posted by TheJoker on 2008-07-30 18:54:49 | Rating: | Views: 60
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