A Cold One

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In Chapter 21 of FRANKENSTEIN IN LOVE, Frankie's 'date' with dead cheerleader Shayla Petrie becomes a disaster after she pukes on the table at the restaurant, and to make matters worse, when Frankie's friend Josh arrives to tell him he's turning himself into the cops, things turn violent ... but when Frankie finds out Shayla's wandered away, the shit really hits the fan ...


INT. OHIO BURGER KITCHEN - DAY
Frankie looks at Shayla.
Her vomit on the table.
An awkward silence.

FRANKIE
Are you okay?

SHAYLA
Feel -- cold.

Frankie’s phone RINGS.

FRANKIE
Hold on a sec.
(answers it)
Hello?

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EXT. OHIO BURGER KITCHEN - DAY
Josh sits on his bike on his cell
looking in the window.

JOSH
I’m here, but I’m not coming in.
I can SEE her, Frankie.
Get your ass out here.

FRANKIE
Be there in sec.

JOSH
Hurry up.
I’m on my way
to the police station.

They hang up.
Frankie looks at Shayla.

FRANKIE
I have to go talk to a friend
for a minute outside.
Why don’t you go to the
ladies’ room and freshen up a bit?

SHAYLA
'Freshen -- up?'

FRANKIE
Yeah. I’m sorry.
It’s really important.
It’ll be real quick, I promise.

He gets up and hurries toward the door.

PACO (18) a tall, skinny Mexican kid arrives.
Starts cleaning up the mess.

Keeps sneaking a peak at Shayla.
Wrinkles his nose.

Shayla stares off into space.
Gets up.

SHAYLA
Freshen -- up.

And starts shuffling off to the back.

EXT. OHIO BURGER KITCHEN - DAY
Frankie walks up to Josh.
He gets off his bike.

FRANKIE
Hey, Josh.
Thanks for coming.

JOSH
Nothing you can say
is gonna change my mind.
I’m turning myself in.

FRANKIE
(GRABS his arm)
Let’s go sit in my car.

INT. OHIO BURGER KITCHEN - LADIES’ ROOM - DAY
Cramped. Tiny. Fairly clean.

A fan BUZZES in the window,
pushing the fetid air around.

Shayla looks at herself in the mirror.
But her eyesight is failing.

She RIPS off the wig. Turns.
Goes to the door. Opens it.

EXT. OHIO BURGER KITCHEN - BACK ALLEY - DAY
The back door OPENS.
Shayla walks out.
Looks around.

Starts awkwardly marching down
the back alley.

INT. FRANKIE’S VOLKSWAGON - DAY
Frankie sits behind the wheel.

Josh is beside him,
arms folded across his chest.

JOSH
My mind is made up.

FRANKIE
But we’re on our FIRST DATE --

JOSH
'Date?'
That’s a good one --
(evil smile)
So did you FUCK her?
I bet that was GREAT.
Talk about 'a cold one.'

FRANKIE
SHUT UP.

JOSH
Oh, did I hit a nerve?
Well, it’s time
you faced the facts --
she’s DEAD, and
you’re a fucking PERVERT.

FRANKIE
No, take that BACK.

JOSH
It’s called necrophilia, Frankie.
Fucking a DEAD BODY, PERVERT.

FRANKIE
I’m not a PERVERT --

He LUNGES at Josh.
They STRUGGLE.

Frankie GRABS his head.
SMASHES it into the window, CRACK.

JOSH
OW. HEY --

SMASHES it again.
Blood SPRAYS.

BANGS it again.
And again.

And AGAIN.
Josh slumps over in the seat. Dead.

Frankie stares.
Opens his mouth. Horrified.

FRANKIE
Omigod.
What have I done?

He looks out the window.
No one around. Whew.

Reaches over.
GRABS Josh, and with superhuman strength,
THROWS him in the back.

Finds a rag.
Wipes the blood off the window.

FRANKIE
(realizes)
Shayla --

INT. OHIO BURGER KITCHEN - DAY
Frankie RACES over their booth.
Sees she’s not there.

FRANKIE
Shit.

He RACES toward the back.

INT. LADIES’ ROOM - DAY
The door FLIES OPEN.
Frankie charges in.

Sees it’s empty.
Then sees her wig on the floor.

FRANKIE
Oh, no --