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Hell's Waiting:HSH2 (Intro)
By Carnotaur3
HELL’S WAITING
WRITTEN BY CHASE KUERTZ
OPEN ON:
1 EXT. HIGHWAY – NIGHT/RAINY 1
An stretched wet road, surrounded by endless darkness.
The only light was coming from the one blue VAN speeding
through the rain.
CUT TO:
2 INT. VAN – DARK 2
The driver of the van, IVAN HEROLD, is wearing a dark
black jacket with a jump suit. In his late 30’s, his
face looks tiresome.
IVAN
We’ve been on this endless fricking
road for hours…
Next to him is his leader, JONATHAN SUMMERS. He is
a young man around the age of 23 with dark brown hair.
JONATHAN
Just keep your eyes on the road. Never
know when we’ll hydroplane.
IVAN
No cars, Summers. You think anything
would come of it?
JONATHAN says nothing.
IVAN (cont’d)
So the equipment is with Sandy?
JONATHAN
That’s right, 7:00 we’ll be up there
unloading.
IVAN
Shouldn’t we at least check and see
if it’s the one?
JONATHAN
I know it’s the one.
JONATHAN pulls out a tape recorder and plays it. A
familiar voice enters our ears.
DAN (V.O.)
So, we went out to find
a new house. And it wasn’t the third
time of looking we finally had found
what we were looking for.
JONATHAN stops the recorder.
JONATHAN
Nothing happens on accident.
IVAN
Summers, if this happens to be the
same ol’ shit all over again, I’m out
of the job. I’m not spending the rest
of my life looking for a possessed
house that probably doesn’t exist.
JONATHAN
I will.
IVAN
That’s why you pricks have no life.
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3 EXT. HIGHWAY – NIGHT/RAINY 3
The VAN skids off the side of the road nearly crashing
into a tree.
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4 EXT. SIDE OF ROAD – NIGHT/RAINY 4
IVAN opens the door and shuts it walking down the road.
JONATHAN follows.
JONATHAN
What did I do?
IVAN
I’m tired of this! I’m tired of
searching for something that we’ll
never find.
JONATHAN
Ok, we’ll go tonight. We’ll go right
now and look into it.
IVAN nods and gets back into the truck s another boom
of thunder shakes the ground.
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5 EXT. OUTSIDE HOUSE – NIGHT/RAINY 5
An old woman passes a key to JONATHAN.
OLD WOMAN
Here I found it under the mat. Be
careful.
JONATHAN
Thank you, miss.
He throws the key to IVAN and motions him to unlock and
open the door.
He moves up the stairs holding the black railing. We
now get a glimpse of the whole house. From what we’ve
seen of it before this was the ‘one’.
He sticks the key in the lock and it clicks. He pushes
up against the door.
Door doesn’t move.
IVAN
Hm…door want budge.
JONATHAN
Just kick it in.
IVAN gently pushes it and it squeaks open. IVAN shrugs and --
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6 INT. HOUSE – DARK 6
-- he walks into the entrance rubbing his feet on the
rug beneath him.
Looking around, IVAN turns on a flashlight on the side
of his belt buckle and motions for JONATHAN to come on
in.
JONATHAN
Looks just like it is in the pictures.
IVAN
Weird.
JONATHAN
Follow my lead, let’s go to the
basement.
CUT TO:
7 INT. BASEMENT – DARK 7
JONATHAN shines the light on the flattened ping pong
table.
IVAN
So this is where it all started?
JONATHAN
Yes, the gateway!
IVAN
(SARCASTICALLY)
Hm…spooky!
JONATHAN points his flashlight all around when he hears
something calling his name. IVAN gets ahead of him.
VOICE
(SOFT AND FAINT)
Jonathan…
Soon, JONATHAN was out of IVAN’S sight without him
noticing.
IVAN turns around.
IVAN
Jonathan?
No answer, it becomes aware to us now that this is the
house.
IVAN (cont’d)
Jonathan!
JONTHAN, from out of nowhere, jumps up.
JONATHAN
What?!
IVAN
Shit, you scared the hell out of me.
JONATHAN snickers.
JONATHAN
Sorry. So, you think this is it?
IVAN
Probably a hoax…self made.
The LIGHTS suddenly flicker on. The two men look at each
other then they see the skull on the floor. ROBERT
HARDY’S skull. Blood is pouring out of the eyes.
Suddenly up above on the ceiling, the light fixtures
fill up with blood and it pours on the two men.
IVAN (cont’d)
Ah, get the hell out, now!
They both run up the stairs to the first floor.
CUT TO:
8 INT. HOUSE – MOMENTS LATER 8
They run and skip there way through the kitchen to the
entrance and out the door, shutting it behind them
furiously.
As this happens the lights flicker off with only the
lightning from the storm giving the light.
The CAMERA PANS:
From the door to the window by moving left. The
lightning shows up the men getting in their truck and
leaving.
FADE TO:
9 INT. DEN – BRIGHT 9
Hardwood floors, red curtains, a Christmas tree in the
corner, this is just a few of what is in the DEN of
MARK TELAWAY’S house. He looks to be in his 30s and
has a nice red sweater on. A small case of 6 day growth
is on his face and chin. His girlfriend, TERRY BRACY is
dancing with him. Christmas songs play in the
background.
TERRY
You’re off.
MARK
I am.
TERRY
You’re tensed.
MARK
That also.
TERRY
You shouldn’t be. Not your character!
MARK
Really? What is my character?
TERRY
Well, you’re charming.
She kisses him.
MARK
Right…
TERRY
Handsome.
MARK
I agree.
TERRY
Special.
MARK
Absolutely.
He kisses her now.
TERRY
I guess that’s why I love you.
MARK
Mmm, I would say so.
They cuddle up and embrace each other more. They are
about to kiss again when the phone rings.
TERRY
You get it.
MARK
(TEASING)
Uh, uh, you!
MARK departs to the phone on the desk.
MARK
Hello?
TERRY watches him patiently.
MARK (cont’d)
What? You fou… Ok, well… Knoxville?
Are you sure?
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10 EXT. PAYPHONE – NIGHT/RAINY 10
We are outside the payphone watching JONATHAN talk.
JONATHAN
Definitely! We’ve seen it and “other
things”. You have to come down here
with the video equipment now.
MARK (V.O.)
Why?
JONATHAN
Because we’ve only got this one chance
to do it, before it goes away again.
MARK (V.O.)
But I’ll miss…
JONATHAN
You’ll be back in time for Christmas
dinner. I promise. Christmas EVE day
is all.
CUT BACK TO:
11 INT. DEN – BRIGHT 11
MARK shakes his head.
MARK
Don’t know about this.
JONATHAN (V.O.)
Trust me, it’s only gonna be a day.
Then you can fly back and have your
Christmas.
Hesitant, MARK releases his answer.
MARK
Fine, I’ll be there in the morning.
He hangs up the phone and walks to TERRY.
MARK (cont’d)
Tomorrow.
TERRY
What?
MARK
Don’t worry, he says we’ll be back in
time for Christmas. Besides, if he
tries to make us stay longer, I’ll
kick his ass.
TERRY
Yeah, for me?
She laughs.
MARK
Oh, for you.
TERRY
But you know I have a bad feeling
about all this.
They begin to dance to the music again.
MARK
I know about you and your bad feelings,
but this seems fine to me. Besides,
the house has been quiet for years.
What makes it want to come back alive
like it was before.
TERRY
What makes you think it’s the house?
She smirks.
MARK
I don’t. I mean…I don’t know yet.
TERRY
I’m tired of running around not
knowing if we found it.
MARK
He’s over enthusiastic about this one.
Who knows if this is it.
TERRY
One more dance?
MARK
Sure!
Another song comes up and it’s Elvis Presley singing
Blue Christmas. MARK mouths the words to TERRY.
She laughs out loud.
11/22/2002 11:38:45 PM
(Updated: 11/22/2002 11:40:05 PM)
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