Friday, April 29, 2016

Till Death Do Us Part


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In the final chapter of FRANKENSTEIN IN LOVE, CDC agent Beck Driver gets the cops to release science genius nerd Frankie Stein into her custody, then convinces patrolman Chet Beverage to come back to DC with her. Meanwhile, childhood flame Vita Heck confronts Frankie about 'being in love' with nasty cheerleader Shayla Petrie ... and then wins his heart.


EXT. THE OLD MILL - NIGHT
A pair of UNIFORMED COPS
Bring Frankie over to Chet and Beck.
He’s been handcuffed.

CHET
Do you realize the TROUBLE
you’ve caused, young man?

FRANKIE
I know. I’m sorry --
(beat)
Am I -- going to jail?

CHET
You bet your ass you are.

BECK
Hold on.
I need to take him back to DC.

CHET
But what Josh Bohner?
He KILLED somebody.

BECK
You can have him after
we’re done with him.

CHET
(to the cops)
Uncuff him.

One of the cops shrugs.
Starts taking off the cuffs.

BECK
Or -- you could come with me.
Keep an eye on the evil genius.

CHET
Well, I do have some
vacation time coming --

They keep talking as CAMERA
moves in on Frankie and Vita.

FRANKIE
You look -- different.

VITA
Finally decided to lose
the Juno-tomboy thing.
(coy)
You like?

FRANKIE
(shy)
Yeah --

VITA
Why, Frankie? Why her?
She was a superficial, needy bitch.
Not to mention a complete slut.

FRANKIE
I was -- stupid.
Chasing a fantasy.

VITA
Well, that’s really dumb.
You’re not going to find
any happiness doing that.

FRANKIE
Yeah. I found that out --

VITA
Do you remember our vows?

FRANKIE
(thinks)
Uh -- to have and to hold --

VITA
From this day forward, for better,
for worse --

FRANKIE
For richer or poorer --

VITA
Too love and to cherish --

FRANKIE
Till death do us part.

He stares at her with wonder.
Eyes get bright with tears.

FRANKIE
I’m, uh -- going to have
to go away for awhile.

VITA
And I’ll be here --
waiting for you.

Pause.

FRANKIE
Could we still --
play Dungeons and Dragons?

VITA
Of course, silly.
(beat)
You’ll always be my wizard --

And they kiss.

EXT. THE OLD MILL - GROUNDS - NIGHT
Shayla lies on a gurney
in a body bag.

Gets loaded into an ambulance.
The EMS techs close the doors.

INT. AMBULANCE - MOVING - NIGHT
One of the techs sits on a
jump seat next to Shayla’s body.

Murmurs into his cell phone.
Distracted.

The body bag starts
slowly UNZIPPING --
and a BLOODY HAND
starts reaching out --

FADE TO BLACK

Thursday, April 28, 2016

Hell Hath No Fury


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In Chapter 49 of FRANKENSTEIN IN LOVE, as the cops, the vigilantes and the media watches, Shayla's confrontation at the Old Mill with Frankie ends in a brutal, bloody finale ...

EXT. THE OLD MILL - IGHT
Everybody watches Frankie
and Shayla argue up on the roof.

CHET
Boy, she’s PISSED.

BECK
Hell hath no fury like a
woman risen from the dead --

Brub sneaks off to the
side near his truck.

Aims his weapon at Frankie.
Vita sees him. RUSHES over.

VITA
NO --

She GRABS Brub’s rifle.
They struggle for control.

Chet and Beck whip their
heads in their direction.

The gun FIRES.
A glass window in the mill SHATTERS.

Beck takes aim. SHOOTS Brub in the head. BANG.
He falls over, THWUMP. Dead. Vita SCREAMS.

RED-FACED REDNECK
Quietly moves away behind them.
Hides behind a massive,
old oak tree. Raises his rifle.

ON THE ROOF
Frankie and Shayla hear the commotion. Look down.
Shayla inches forward toward the edge of the roof.

SHAYLA
What are all those people doing here?

FRANKIE
(grabs her hand)
Careful, don’t fall --

SHAYLA
(WHIPS her hand away)
DON’T TOUCH ME --

ON THE GROUND
Red-Faced’s beady eyes squint
on the gun site. Taking aim.

ON THE ROOF
Shayla PUSHES Frankie over.
Moves to where he was.

FRANKIE
NOOO --

He FLIES DOWN toward the
giant, rotating blades. GRABS onto one.
Starts slowly descending to the ground.

Bullets FLY through the air.
Start HITTING Shayla.

Her body JERKS like a puppet
without strings in a dance of death.

ON THE GROUND
Everyone watches in horror as --

ON THE ROOF
Shayla weaves back and forth
the edge of the roof.

SHAYLA
I don’t feel so --

She falls off the side, PLUMMETS DOWN --

ON THE GROUND
And HITS the soft earth with a sickening THWUMP.

SHAYLA
Good.

She slowly closes her eyes. Finally at peace.

CHET AND BECK
Stare in complete horror.

WILLIS
Sees her. Runs over.
Drops to his knees. Starts weeping.

DEL DUNN
Looks into the TV camera. Tears in her eyes.

DEL
Oh, the humanity. Words can’t
begin to describe the horror.
To see young love cut to ribbons
by bullets -- I -- I --
(chokes back a sob)
Even after death,
life can be so fragile.
(blinks her eyes rapidly)
This is Del Dunn,
on the scene at The Old Mill,
where a young girl’s hopes
and dreams have just ended --
(beat)
A second time.

PEGGY HECK
Looks at her TV. Shakes her head. Sighs.

ADELLE PETRIE
Watches the report on TV at home.
Starts SOBBING.

JULIE STEIN
Shuts off her TV. Goes to her bar.
Pours a drink.

DEL DUN
Turns to Large Cameraman.
He shuts the light OFF.

LARGE CAMERAMAN
That was GREAT.

DEL
Pulitzer Prize, here I come --

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Happily Ever After


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In Chapter 47 of FRANKENSTEIN IN LOVE, the cops, the vigilantes and the media watch in horror as Frankie pledges his undying love with Shayla on the roof of the old mill ... which she refuses ...


EXT. THE OLD MILL - NIGHT
Everybody watches the mill.
The news van ROARS down the drive.
Stops at the cluster of vehicles.

Del and a LARGE CAMERAMAN (20’s)
jump out of the car.
Start setting up.

ON THE ROOF
Shayla comes out. Then Frankie.

DOWN BELOW
Chet sees them. Points.

CHET
There they are. Up THERE.

VITA
FRANKIE.

BRUB
SHOOT HIM.

He pulls out giant 44 Magnum.
Points it at Brub.

BECK
Put the piece down, Billy Bob.
Any of you fucking rednecks
so much as MOVE, and I’m gonna
blow your head clean off. GOT it?

BRUB
(under his breath)
Bitch.

Del stands in front of the camera.
The red light goes ON.

DEL
This is Del Dunn, coming to you
live at The Old Mill, where
pint-sized evil scientist
Frankie Stein is having the
final showdown with his ungodly creation,
head cheerleader Shayla Petrie,
back from the dead --
(beat)
And I must say, despite the fact
that half her skull has been caved in,
she still looks quite fetching.

ON THE ROOF
Shayla backs away from Frankie.

FRANKIE
Shayla, PLEASE. Let me EXPLAIN --

SHAYLA
There’s nothing to EXPLAIN.
You brought me BACK TO LIFE. For WHAT?
So you could finally get
what WASN’T YOURS?

FRANKIE
What?

SHAYLA
Don’t you fucking GET IT?
You’re a WIMP. A LOSER. A JOKE.
I’d NEVER be with YOU --
(under her breath)
And to think I fucking
SLEPT with you.

FRANKIE
It’s not supposed to
be like this, Shayla.
We’re supposed to live
happily ever after.
Forever and ever.

SHAYLA
Forever and ever?
You sound like a fucking
Drew Barrymore movie --

FRANKIE
(starts walking toward her)
Shayla, please. I need you.
I -- love you.

SHAYLA
But I DON’T love YOU --

FRANKIE
(gets closer)
But what about all the fun we had?
The tree house, our first date?

SHAYLA
FIRST DATE?
You can’t go on a date
with someone who’s DEAD.

FRANKIE
(gets closer)
But Shayla --

SHAYLA
Stay AWAY FROM ME.
(low, menacing)
Step one foot closer,
and you’ll regret it ---

Tuesday, April 26, 2016

It's Not Nice To Fool Mother Nature


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In Chapter 46 of FRANKENSTEIN IN LOVE, Shayla's father Brub leads the vigilantes and the cops to the old mill, where Frankie tries to explain to Shayla why he brought her back to life ...


EXT. THE OLD MILL - NIGHT
The vigilantes’ cars ROAR
down the road to the mill.
SCREECH to a stop in front.

Brub and the rest pile out
of their vehicles.
Stand and look at the mill.

Shayla appears in an upstairs window.
Then disappears.

BRUB
There SHE IS.
She’s UP THERE.
RED-FACED REDNECK
(KA-CHINKS his shotgun)
Let’s get ‘er done --

The police cars FLY toward them
in a CRUNCH of gravel.

Come to a stop.
The cops get out.

Point their shotguns
at the vigilantes.

Willis’ truck appears.
Parks behind them.

CHET
Hold it right there, Brub.
Everybody put DOWN
your weapons, NOW.

BRUB
Yeah, right.
You don’t have the NERVE.

INT. OLD MILL - SECOND FLOOR - NIGHT
A large, dark room filled
with rows of machinery
for sifting and sorting grains.
Now ghostly and spooky.

Shayla stands at the far end
holding a pitchfork.

Frankie comes up the stairs.
Creeps in the darkness,
trying to see.
He BANGS into something.

FRANKIE
Ow --

SHAYLA
STAY AWAY from me.
You RUINED my life --
I mean, my DEATH.
(low, nasty)
It’s not NICE to
fool Mother Nature.

FRANKIE
Shayla, please.
I just want to talk.

SHAYLA
Fuck YOU.

She THROWS the pitchfork at him.
He DIVES to the side.

It HITS a pillar and
CLANGS to the floor.

Shayla sees a ladder on the wall
going up to the roof.
She starts climbing it.

Frankie sees her going up.
Starts after her.

FRANKIE
Shayla, WAIT --

Monday, April 25, 2016

Desperate Measures


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In Chapter 45 of FRANKENSTEIN IN LOVE, Frankie follows Shayla to an old mill by the river, where she disappears inside into the darkness. Meanwhile, the cops, the media and the vigilantes speed toward them ...


EXT. STATE PARK - THE OLD MILL - NIGHT
Like something out
of picture postcard.

A beautiful, old MILL
perched on a river.
Spooky in the moonlight.

The giant blades of the windmill
slowly turn in the breeze.

Shayla RUNS toward it.
RACES to the front door.
Opens it. DARTS inside --
just as Frankie arrives.

Panting. Out of breath.
He goes to the front door.
Opens it. Creeps in.

EXT. STATE PARK ROAD - NIGHT
Brub and the vigilantes’
vehicles ROAR down the road,
followed by a SQUADRON OF POLICE CARS.

Del’s NEWS VAN --
and Willis’ TRUCK.

INT. CHET’S PATROL CAR - MOVING - NIGHT
Chet drives. Chewing his lip.
He sneaks a glance at Beck.

Beck looks at Vita.
Arches an eyebrow.

BECK
That’s quite the makeover --

VITA
Desperate times call
for desperate measures.
(beat)
So when this is over,
how soon will you two
get horizontal?

Beck and Chet look
at each other.
Blush. Look away.

INT. OLD MILL - NIGHT
Dank, dark and creepy.
Cobwebs everywhere from
years of abandonment.

Rows and rows of old,
empty grain barrels.

Shayla moves slowly
in the shadows.

FRANKIE (O.C.)
Shayla. Where are you?
I just wanna talk to you.

She whips her head around,
looks. Can’t see him.

Makes her way over to a
stairway to the second floor --

SHAYLA
Stop FOLLOWING me.
Go AWAY.

And starts RUNNING UP
the staircase.

FRANKIE walks into frame.
Sees her.

RACES toward the stairs.

FRANKIE
Shayla, COME BACK --

Thursday, April 21, 2016

Death Race


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In Chapter 44 of FRANKENSTEIN IN LOVE, Vita gets in the middle of a confrontation between the cops and the vigilantes, who head off in search of Frankie, so he hitches a ride with the CDC agent Beck Driver and joins in the chase ...


EXT. DIVE MOTEL - PARKING LOT - NIGHT
Suddenly an old Dodge Dart Swinger
ROARS into the parking lot,
CRUNCHING gravel.

SCREECHES to a stop.
The door opens.

Out steps Vita. Transformed.
Made-up. No glasses.

Hair out of a Robert Palmer video.
Smokin’ hot in the black dress
and fuck-me pumps.

She puts her hands on her hips.

VITA
I need to have a
word with FRANKIE.

CHET
Vita, it’s not safe
for you to --

His radio SQUAWKS on his belt.

FEMALE DISPATCHER (O.C.)
(electronic)
Attention, all units.
Frankie Stein and Shayla Petrie
have just been seen
in the state park,
heading north toward
the old mill.

CHET
(into the radio)
Copy that, OVER.
We’re on our way.

BRUB
Come ON, everybody.
To THE OLD MILL.
I know a SHORTCUT.

The vigilantes RACE OVER
to their vehicles.

CHIEF WIND
STOP.
Stay right WHERE YOU ARE.

BRUB
(jumps in his car)
Fuck YOU, old man.
I’m gonna get my DAUGHTER.

CHIEF WIND
If you don’t stop,
we’ll SHOOT.

BRUB
You wouldn’t DARE.

He REVS his engine.

CHIEF WIND
Commence FIRING.

The deputies look
at each other. Scared.

Watch Brub and the gang
TAKE OFF, open-mouthed.

Wind WHIRLS AROUND,
red-faced.

CHIEF WIND
Fucking PANSY-ASSES.
Why didn’t you SHOOT?

TALL DEPUTY
Aw, c’mon, chief.
I bowl with Brub --

SKINNY DEPUTY
I thought we were
just bluffin’ --

CHET
Uh, chief?
Don’t you think we
should FOLLOW THEM?

CHIEF WIND
God-DAMMIT.
Let’s GO --

He waddles over to his car.
The deputies race over
to theirs.

Chet and Beck start for Chet’s.
Beck looks at Vita.

CHET
Go home, Vita.
It’s too dangerous.

VITA
But they’re gonna
hurt my FRANKIE.

Beck and Chet
exchange glances.

BECK
She did help us out.

CHET
(sighs)
Get in the back.
You can ride with us --

Wednesday, April 20, 2016

Addicted To Love


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In Chapter 43 of FRANKENSTEIN IN LOVE, the shit hits the fan when Frankie continues to chase Shayla on foot through the woods and the cops arrive at their motel room, only to find them gone ... but the heat really gets turned up when Vita arrives on the scene, transformed into a smokin' hot vixen with plans for Frankie ...


EXT. CAMELOT MOTEL - ROOM FIVE - NIGHT
Chet and Beck stand in
front of the motel room door.

Four DEPUTIES stand between them
and the angry mob,
pointing shotguns at them.
Brub shakes his fist.

BRUB
I wanna see my DAUGHTER.

CHET
Stay right where you are.
Any of you make a move, and we’ll shoot.

EXT. STATE PARK - WOODS - NIGHT
Shayla continues RUNNING
down the jogging path.

One of her high heels HITS a rock.
She TRIPS, FLIES up in the air.

Lands on her ass, THWUMP.
She takes them off. Gets up.

Frankie comes TEARING ASS toward her.
She sees him. SHOUTS.

SHAYLA
Go AWAY, leave me ALONE --

She veers off the path and
TAKES OFF again into the woods --
just as Frankie catches up.
He stops. Catches his breath.

FRANKIE
Shayla, STOP -- I just wanna TALK --

And he PLUNGES into the foliage after her.

IN FRONT OF THE MOTEL ROOM
Chet and Beck stand in front of the door.
Chet pulls out his revolver.
Clicks the safety. BANGS on the door.

CHET
Frankie Stein, this is the POLICE.
Open the door, NOW.

Silence.

CHET
This is your LAST WARNING.
Open the door NOW, or we’re COMING IN.

They listen. No sound. He raises his gun.
Works a passkey into the door. Opens it.
They slowly go inside.

THE CHIEF
Walks over to the deputies. Faces the crowd.

CHIEF WIND
If ya’ll don’t put down your weapons,
I’m gonna arrest the whole lot of you.

BRUB
And if you don’t move your FAT ASS --

Chet and Beck come back outside.
Everyone looks.

CHET
They’re gone.

BRUB
What the FUCK?

BECK
They went out through the bathroom window.
It’s open.

CHIEF WIND
God-DAMMIT.

Suddenly an old Dodge Dart Swinger
ROARS into the parking lot,
CRUNCHING gravel.

SCREECHES to a stop.
The door opens.

Out steps Vita. Transformed.
Made-up. No glasses.
Hair out of a Robert Palmer video.

Smokin’ hot in the black dress and fuck-me pumps.
She puts her hands on her hips.

VITA
I need to have a word with FRANKIE.