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 --