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In Chapter 20 of FRANKENSTEIN IN LOVE, the cops discover the laboratory equipment Frankie Stein used to bring dead cheerleader Shayla Petrie back to life. Meanwhile, Frankie checks into a sex motel, but when he returns to the car, he discovers that Shayla's been snacking on something quite horrifying ...
EXT. FRANKIE’S BASEMENT LAB - DAY
Chet and Beck search the room,
examining his electronic equipment.
Video games. Kid-stuff experiments.
CHET
Looks like ordinary teenager stuff to me.
BECK
Maybe he was tipped off --
CHET
And hid the evidence --
Beck walks over to a cabinet against the wall.
Fingers the padlock on the door.
BECK
Bingo.
CHET
We’ll have to get a warrant.
Beck pulls a couple of hairpins out.
Her hair falls down luxuriously.
She smiles. Holds them up.
BECK
But I’m not a cop.
CHET
Yeah, but I am.
BECK
But I work for the government.
CHET
Knock yourself out.
She nods. Goes to work on the lock.
Chet’s cell phone RINGS. He answers it.
CHET
This is officer Ordesky --
(listens)
Holy SHIT. Really?
(listens)
Uh-huh --
(listens)
Damn --
(listens)
We’re at his house.
We’ll let you know what we find.
(listens)
Copy that.
He CLICKS the phone shut.
Looks at Beck.
CHET
A ten-year-old blind boy
was found dead in the park.
Beck stops working. Looks at him.
BECK
Do you think it’s connected?
CHET
The bottom half of his face
was chewed off. I’d say so --
BECK
Damn.
CHET
There’s more.
We got a call from
Josh Bohner’s mother --
he’s Frankie’s best friend --
and she says he didn’t
come home from school.
BECK
Maybe he had some
extracurricular activity?
CHET
Negatory. His mother said he’s
a complete shut-in.
Always comes right home.
BECK
The plot thickens.
CHET
Tell me about it.
She goes back to work on the lock.
It CLICKS open.
She opens the cabinet doors.
We Frankie’s real lab equipment inside.
The transformer. The gauges.
Wires. The works.
Chet whistles.
CHET
Looks like we’ve got our man --
(beat)
Uh, teenager.
BECK
Let’s go check out the tree house.
EXT. THE CAMELOT MOTEL - DUSK
Frankie drives the bus
into the parking lot.
Parks down at the end,
away from the only other car.
INT. FRANKIE’S VOLKSWAGON - DUSK
He turns off the engine.
Looks at Shayla. Sighs.
FRANKIE
I’m going to check us in.
You wait here in the car, okay?
SHAYLA
(looks out the window)
Looks -- familiar.
FRANKIE
Don’t be silly.
Remember, wait right here, okay?
Don’t leave the car.
SHAYLA
(nods)
Don’t -- leave.
FRANKIE
Be back in a sec.
He gets out.
Starts walking over to the office.
Shayla watches him go.
Wrinkles her nose.
Smells something.
Turns around.
Looks in the back of the van.
INT. CAMELOT MOTEL OFFICE - DUSK
Tiny, cramped. The OBESE MEXICAN CLERK (40’s)
watches Telemundo on a
shitty little black-and-white.
Eats a giant burrito.
Frankie walks in.
Approaches the counter.
FRANKIE
Hi. I’d like to get a room, please.
OBESE MEXICAN CLERK
(eyes on the TV)
For the hour or for the night?
He FARTS. Frankie makes a face.
FRANKIE
Uh, for the night.
OBESE MEXICAN CLERK
Ees thirty dollars.
Check out is noon.
FRANKIE
Okay. Do I pay now?
Obese turns his meaty head.
Squints at Frankie.
Reaches over.
Grabs a key off the rack.
Hands it to him.
OBESE MEXICAN CLERK
At check out.
(eyes back on the TV)
Have fun.
He rips out a LOUD BELCH.
Frankie JUMPS.
FRANKIE
Th-thanks.
IN THE CAR
Shayla’s found Josh’s body in the back
and is now sucking blood
from a gaping wound
she’s made in his neck.
FRANKIE
Gets back in the car.
Sees Shayla’s not in her seat.
FRANKIE
Not AGAIN --
He hears a sucking sound.
Turns. Looks. Sees her feasting.
FRANKIE
Ohmigod. Shayla, NO.
She looks up at him.
Blood on her face. Confused.
SHAYLA
What’s -- wrong?
FRANKIE
You can’t DO that.
He was my FRIEND.
(beat)
Look at the mess you’ve made.
SHAYLA
Was -- hungry.
FRANKIE
But you can’t eat PEOPLE.
SHAYLA
But I -- like it.
Tastes -- good.
FRANKIE
C’mon, let’s go to our room
and get you cleaned up.
Shayla nods sadly.
Looks at Josh’s body.
Leans down.
RIPS OFF one of his hands
with her teeth. Holds it up.
SHAYLA
I’ll take this -- to go.
Uh-huh... I told you, Frankie! I said "Frankie... that cabinet is not a good idea! The cops are sure to check there." Didn't I say that? Hmmm... hmmm... hmmm...? Yes, I did! Don't look at me like that, young man! I TOLD you... now, what are you going to do?
ReplyDeleteYep... sounds like a clue to me, Officer Chet... monster on the loose... boy with half his face eaten off.... time to call out SWAT!! Lol!!
One of my friends who lives in Milwaukie... she rides bus to work. There was one of those "by the hour" motels on McLoughlin, and she used to ride in to downtown with one of the "pros" in the morning. Said she seemed like a really nice girl. I told you about my stripper friend, Miranda, right? A very nice girl too... not that I was ever going to do it- just thinking out loud, is all - but Tina nixed any ideas I might have had as soon as she found out I had made a new friend... I believe her words were.... " you will strip over my dead body!" I think I said something to the effect that it was a small stage and there was not room for both of us.... LOL!!!
OMG!!! Shayla! NO!! Bad girl!!! Bad little monster! You cannot go around eating Frankie's friends... even if they are dead... bad girl! Now, take you hand and go sit down! Haha!!
OMG!!! CAROLE!!! Gruesome!! "... ripped off one of Josh's hands..." With her teeth!!
Whoaa! I just kinda freaked myself a little... . got this image of a gaunt, blood-stained blonde cheerleader with a hand in her mouth... blood dripping down her chin... Ewww...!
"I'll take this.... to go." Hahaha!! You want fries with that, Shayla? How about a Cherry Coke float? Lol!!
Great way to start the week, sweetie! :D
XOXOXO <3 <3 <3