Tilting At Windmills

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In Chapter 26 of FRANKENSTEIN IN LOVE, things start to come to a head when the vigilantes, the cops and Vita, Frankie's childhood sweetheart, chase after Frankie in the woods ... as he finally reaches the old mill, where his 'girlfriend,' dead cheerleader Shayla Petrie is hiding ...


IN FRONT OF THE MOTEL ROOM
Chet draws his weapon.
Beck pulls out a stun gun.

BECK
Remember, we want them both,
alive --

CHET
(nods, BANGS on the door)
Frankie Stein, this is the POLICE.
Open the door, NOW.

Silence.
CHET (CONT’D)
This is your LAST WARNING.
Open the door NOW,
or we’re COMING IN.

They listen. No sound.
Beck inches over to the window.

Peers in. Turns to Chet.

BECK
It’s empty.

He works a passkey into the door.
Opens it. They go inside.

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

CHIEF WIND
State Police are on their way.
Ya’ll go home now if
you know what’s good for you.

BRUB
Step aside, Chief.
We’re COMING IN.

Chet and Beck come back outside.
Everyone looks at them.

CHET
They’re gone.

BRUB
BULL-SHIT.

BECK
Go see for yourself.
Room’s empty.

CHIEF WIND
God-DAMMIT.

Brub pushes his way past them.
Goes inside.

Suddenly a GIANT BLACK SUV
ROARS into the parking lot,
CRUNCHING gravel.

It SCREECHES to a stop.
The door POPS open.

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

Hair in a sleek bob.
Smokin’ bod in a tiny black dress
and fuck-me platforms.
She puts her hands on her hips.

CHET
Vita. What the heck
are YOU doing here?

VITA
I’m here to talk to FRANKIE.

Brub comes outside.
Looks at the vigilantes.

BRUB
He’s right. They’re GONE.

Chief Wind’s radio
SQUAWKS on his belt --

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

He GRABS his it.
CLICKS ‘talk.’

CHIEF WIND
Copy that, OVER.
We’re on our way.

BRUB
Come ON, everybody.
To THE OLD MILL.
I know a SHORT-CUT --

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.
You’re interfering with THE LAW.

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
You fucking PANSY-ASSES.
Why didn’t you SHOOT?

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

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 their cars.

Chet and Beck start for their.
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
What’s the harm?
She did give us a lead.

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

EXT. STATE PARK - THE OLD MILL - NIGHT
Like something out of picture postcard.
A beautiful, old MILL is 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 looks up at the giant structure.

FRANKIE
Talk about 'tilting at windmills' --
He goes to the front door. Opens it. Goes in.