INT. STATE PENITENTIARY -- WEDNESDAY MORNING
CU -- MAN’S HAND flips a quarter into the air.
CU -- GUARD’S FEET walking through the corridors, his footsteps echoing loudly.
CU -- QUARTER flipping upwards.
CU -- GUARD’S FEET walking.
CU -- QUARTER flipping downwards.
CU -- GUARD’S FEET stop, a door opens, and he continues through it.
MED SHOT -- GUARD advances to a cell door and stops.
CU -- QUARTER tumbles into MAN’S HAND, which closes as he catches the coin. The hand opens again, revealing that the coin has landed heads up. Pan up to the man’s face. It is CHIP CLAPSADDLE.
MED SHOT -- CHIP, in his prison grays, and the GUARD walk side-by-side through the prison corridors, their footsteps echoing loudly.
EXT. STATE PENITENTIARY -- MORNING
It is raining. The gate opens and CHIP, now wearing civilian clothes, steps through to freedom. He looks around a moment and scowls. Clutching his coat, he jogs across the road.
EXT. RURAL ROAD -- MORNING
CHIP walks away through the rain.
EXT. GAS STATION -- MORNING
CHIP enters a phone booth and makes a call.
INT. KIMMY’S APARTMENT -- MORNING
Track through the apartment to the collection of porcelain figurines as the phone rings and rings. No one is home to answer it.
EXT. GAS STATION -- MORNING
CHIP hangs up the phone and squints.
CU -- QUARTER heads up in the MAN’S HAND. Slow-motion.
EXT. SHERIFF STATION -- MORNING
The rain continues to fall.
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- CONFERENCE ROOM -- MORNING
GALE stands at the window, looking out into the rain. He is drinking a glass of milk. ABIGAIL enters with a tray of doughnuts.
ABIGAILWould you like a doughnut?GALENo, thank you.
Abigail turns to leave the room just as FOSGILL enters.
FOSGILLLittle lady, you are a sight for sore eyes! Rainy days and Sundays always make me hungry, and those doughnuts will sure fit the bill!
Fosgill takes three doughnuts.
FOSGILLIf you could leave us alone, I’ve got some private matters to discuss with Agent Gale! Thank you!ABIGAILYes, sir.
Abigail exits and shuts the door.
GALEFranklin.FOSGILLCute girl! Reminds me of my own first secretary! Now, I know you’re anxious, Martin, but these reviews are not something we can rush into! Still, been on the horn and I have to be getting over to Terra Haute this afternoon! Whole lot of shakin’ goin’ on in Terra Haute! Anyway, you’ll have my decision by lunchtime! Hot damn! These doughnuts are incredible!
INT. CARTWRIGHT OFFICES -- MORNING
ALBERT and BRADLEY come down the hall.
ALBERTAbout every two hours or so, someone from the mailroom brings the inter-office mail around to everyone. That way, we don’t have to take the time out to deliver everything ourselves. It’s a way of streamlining, really--
They come around a corner and see a large group of ENVIRONMENTAL ACTIVISTS standing around eating coffee cake and drinking beverages. ALAN is circulating among them, shaking hands and patting people on the back.
ALANAlbert! Good! Come over here a minute! There’s someone I want you to meet.ALBERTAlan, what’s going on?ALANThis is River. He and his people are advising me on my new project to restore the local wetlands.ALBERTWetlands?
Alan undoes Albert’s tie and collar while talking.
ALANFascinating things, wetlands. Teeming with life, and all of it in such a delicate balance. We’re caretakers, Albert. It’s up to us to fulfill that role. It’s our duty as members of the ecosystem.
JANETAlan?ALAN(embraces her)Janet! It’s good to see you. Please, help yourself to cake. Excuse me. Bradley, come and mingle! Someone’s had her eye on you, I think...
Alan rejoins the crowd with Bradley in tow. Albert takes Janet aside.
JANETI came as soon as I got your message. What’s going on?ALBERTI don’t really know, to be honest. But I’m very concerned about Alan’s behavior lately. He’s been cancelling development projects left and right, many that are already under contract. This kind of recklessness could ruin us in no time. We’re already facing several potential lawsuits for breach of contract. It’s a mess, but he just won’t listen to reason.JANET(horrified)Bankruptcy...ALBERTI thought if you could talk to him, get him to see what he’s doing. He seems to trust you.JANETYes, I’ll do all I can. Depend on it.
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- SHERIFF’S OFFICE -- MORNING
SHERIFF is throwing darts as GALE enters.
SHERIFFHow are you doing?GALEIt doesn’t look good.SHERIFFWhat do you think is going to happen?GALEFranklin has several options open to him, the lightest being a warning, under which I would have to report on my progress daily. However, after last night’s experience with Brownturtle, I am feeling less than optimistic. Unless we can prove the girl was lying...SHERIFFDon’t count on it. I couldn’t believe it myself, so I’ve been doing a lot of checking. But according to all the records, that George Browntutrle did die ten years ago. And there doesn’t seem to be any record of anyone else by the name having lived in town. Or, hell, even been in town.GALEAnd yet he was at the Maple Lodge over the weekend. You sent me there yourself.SHERIFFRight, but they’ve got no record of paying anyone by that name for the weekend, or of receiving payment from anyone of that name, and the owner didn’t remember even inviting him as a storyteller. It just doesn’t check out.GALEThere should be a roomful of witnesses to attest to his presence at the Old West Society meeting.SHERIFFWell, Lyndon and some men have the guest registration book, and they’re looking. We’ll know pretty soon.GALEIt may already be too late.
INT. SMALL AQUARIUM STORE -- MORNING
Brightly colored tropical fish are swimming in large tanks set into the wall. ELLIOTT and KIMMY watch them.
KIMMYAren’t they beautiful? Look at the colors.ELLIOTTThey sure are pretty.KIMMYWouldn’t it be wonderful to be a fish? Life would be so simple. Just swimming around all day. They don’t have anything to worry about. Just swim, swim, swim.ELLIOTTYou know, honey, I can’t remember when you’ve been as happy as you’ve been the last couple days. It’s great to see you this way.KIMMYOh, Elliott, I feel so light, like some tremendous burden has just been lifted right off my shoulders. I feel totally free. It’s wonderful. I don’t even miss my memories. I know that may sound cold-hearted, but I’m looking forward to starting fresh, without all the baggage I know I must have lost. I don’t want to remember the way I was. I want to start building new memories.ELLIOTTWell, I hope I’ll be in most of them.KIMMYMe, too.
She kisses him.
EXT. SHERIFF STATION -- MORNING
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- SHERIFF’S OFFICE -- MORNING
GALE and SHERIFF are seated on either side of the desk when LYNDON enters.
SHERIFFLyndon!GALEWhat did you find?LYNDONIt was really strange. We interviewed as many of the people on the guest list for the convention as we could get ahold of, but none of them could positively identify George Brownturtle, even when we showed them that photo we found in an old newspaper article. Some people remembered there was an Indian storyteller but couldn’t say for sure if it was him, and others just remembered the story and forgot the storyteller altogether.SHERIFFWeird.GALEYes. I wonder. Thank you, Lyndon. You’ve done good work.
SHERIFFYou wonder what?GALEBob, when I talked to the Barretts yesterday, they told me about the existence of a secret society that worships the Lady of Light, a sort of counterpoint to the cult Millicent Collins became involved with.SHERIFFRival cults? You think this is some kind of mystical gang war?GALEI do. But their weapons are no less real than those plaguing the inner cities. We’ve both seen their supernatural powers at work. I wonder if this mystery surrounding Brownturtle is yet another example.SHERIFFYou mean they’re hiding him?GALEPerhaps. This second cult may be somehow drawing me into a final confrontation with the forces of Night. Working behind the scenes to further their cause.SHERIFFA showdown between you and Llewellyn?GALEI believe Llewellyn is part of a larger picture. When I spoke with Brownturtle, he told me I would travel to the end of the world to destroy the root of evil. Perhaps the Lady of Night herself.SHERIFFSounds like a tall order.GALEHe said I would need to use the “root of good” to accomplish my mission. What that root is and where, and how I am to find it has not yet been revealed to me. That may be why I need to find the Electrical Man.
Sheriff rubs his neck in bewilderment.
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- LOBBY -- MORNING
ABIGAIL is watering the flowers in the lobby. Her watering can runs out, so she goes to the kitchenette to refill it. The kitchenette is partitioned off from the rest of the room. She hears a door close gently and someone approaching quietly. She quickly steps out from behind the partition and confronts LYNDON.
Lyndon jumps back, turns around, and starts to walk away.
ABIGAILStop right there!
Lyndon stops, then fumbles with his sunglasses and puts them on.
ABIGAILI don’t know what’s gotten into you, Deputy Lyndon Pfiffer, but if you don’t stop acting so foolishly, I’m not going to have anything to do with you!LYNDONAbigail, I’m afraid I have very important official police business to do right now.
Lyndon rushes outside. Abigail fumes. Then, Lyndon comes back inside, gets his parka, and exits quickly. Abigail goes back to watering her plants, pouting. She happens to look up at the bulletin board and sees the poster for the Queen of Lights contest.
CU -- QUARTER flips upwards against a dark background. Slow-motion.
CU -- QUARTER heads up in the MAN’S HAND. Slow-motion.
EXT. SHERIFF STATION -- NOON
The rain continues to fall.
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- CONFERENCE ROOM -- NOON
GALE is seated at the table when FOSGILL enters and puts his briefcase on the table. Fosgill sits down across from Gale.
GALEOkay.FOSGILLMartin, you’re a good man, and a damn good Special Agent! The Bureau needs more people like you, men and women! You’ve come through for me more times than I can tell! But even the best of us sometimes get into the wrong groove! But to be brutally honest, times are tough, Martin, and we can’t have loose cannons rolling around the deck! Therefore, effective immediately, you are suspended from active duty pending a full psychological review! I’m sorry, Martin, but it’s for your own good!GALEAnd the Thomas case?FOSGILLRight! As you know, replacing an agent in the middle of an investigation is asking for trouble under the best of circumstances, so I’ve decided to bring in Agent Duke!GALEWynton Duke? Franklin, you can’t be serious!FOSGILLContinuity, Martin, that’s our watchword, and no one understands how you think better than Wynton Duke! I know you two don’t see eye to eye, but I expect you to give him your full cooperation on this case!GALEI will... because the people of Twinsburg deserve to have this killer brought to justice.FOSGILLI have to ask you to surrender your badge and your gun!
Gale stands and places his badge and his gun on the table. Fosgill stands and places the surrendered items in his briefcase.
FOSGILLTime for me to hit the road to Terra Haute! I’ll be in touch, Martin! Take it easy for a few days! Get some rest, you look tired! And remember, it rains on the just and the unjust!GALEThank you, Franklin.
Fosgill exits. Gale squints.
EXT. TWINSBURG INN -- WEDNESDAY AFTERNOON
It is raining. In his car, JEREMY watches the front of the building. The engine is running. YVONNE emerges from the building and opens her umbrella. As she steps off the curb, Jeremy launches the car towards her. Yvonne is startled. She throws herself back onto the sidewalk as the car races past. Her umbrella hits the windshield and flies off. She lands hard on the pavement. The car races off without stopping. Yvonne lies on the sidewalk, unconscious, with rain falling on her.
INT. ROSEMARY’S PASTRY SHOP -- AFTERNOON
Pan across the counter which ROSEMARY is wiping off, then over to a table where GALE and SHERIFF are having lunch.
SHERIFFAre you going to eat that?
Gale slides his plate over to Sheriff and looks out the window.
SHERIFFFor some reason, I’m famished! Martin, I know things look pretty bad, but we’re not going to let this guy get away. We’ll get him and we’ll sort out this business with Llewellyn, too. Don’t let it get you down. They’re sending out another agent, right?GALEYes.SHERIFFWell, look, maybe he’ll understand about this weird stuff, you know? We could talk to him, tell him about Tuppence--GALEI’m afraid that would be fruitless. Wynton Duke has never been very sensitive to the spiritual side of life. He’s a strictly no-nonsense agent. And a good one.SHERIFFWhy do I get the feeling there’s a lot more you’re not telling me?GALEAgent Duke and I go back many years, to my earliest days in the Bureau. And there’s a lot of what might be termed “bad blood” between us.SHERIFFYeah, I can tell.
OREGON enters and goes to the counter.
GALEDuke was my first partner. A partnership that ended in tragedy. We were... wait a minute.
Gale sees Oregon. Sheriff turns around and looks.
SHERIFFWhat is it?GALECall it a hunch.
Gale gets up and approaches Oregon. Sheriff follows.
GALEExcuse me.OREGONOh, well, uh, howdy there, uh, sir. Yer that FBI fella, ain’t ya? Yeah...GALEI have a few questions I would like to ask you.OREGONWell, if’n it’s more ‘bout the legends o’ these parts, yer barkin’ up the wrong tree. I don’t really know much about that stuff, but ol’ Dan and Don, now those boys is the ones to...GALEActually, I wonder if you were at the meeting of the Old West Preservation Society held at the Maple Lodge over the weekend.OREGONSure was. In fact, both me and this little filly were up there most o’ the weekend, ain’t that right, sweetheart?ROSEMARYYes, we were there all three days.GALEWas there a Native American storyteller present any of those days?OREGONWell, now, they always has at least one o’ them Indian storytellers. Sometimes two, one for the kids and then one for everybody, you know, usually for Friday night, like.ROSEMARYYes, that’s right. He was really good, too.GALECan you tell me his name?OREGONWell, let’s see...ROSEMARYHe was, um... Funny, I don’t remember. And I’m usually really good with names.OREGONHad a Indian-soundin’ name, I reckon. What was that? Squatting Buffalo? Hell, I cain’t even picture him. Sorry.GALEThank you for your time.
Gale looks at Sheriff, then looks away and squints.
INT. MALL -- AFTERNOON
JEAN is walking through the mall, looking vaguely ill-at-ease. She stops for a moment to look at a sales rack in front of a clothing store. The storefront is heavily mirrored, and Jean glances into one of the mirrors. In the reflection, she sees JAMES in the crowd, looking back at her. Startled, she turns around.
NEW ANGLE -- JEAN’S P.O.V.
People pass by, but James is nowhere to be seen.
BACK TO SHOT
Jean looks confused as she moves on. She enters a bookstore.
INT. BOOKSTORE -- AFTERNOON
JEAN enters and looks at the magazine rack. JAMES suddenly appears behind her.
JAMESHello, there.JEANDid I just see you?JAMESI don’t think so. I’ve been in here for a while.JEANI’m sorry. Hello.JAMESHow are you? You look really great.JEAN(distractedly)Thanks.JAMESCan I ask you a question? Do you always wear denim? I mean, every time I see you, you’re like head-to-toe in denim, so I guess you make a point of it.JEANOh, well, it’s my style, I guess. Goes along with the nickname.JAMESRight. It’s really cute. I mean, Blue Jean in blue jeans.JEANRight. Um... I really have to go. Excuse me.JAMESHey, don’t be a stranger. I’ll see you later.
INT. MALL -- AFTERNOON
JEAN exits the bookstore and walks quickly down the mall. She is very tense. She looks behind her and sees JAMES back in the crowd, following her. She starts running frantically through the crowd and then into the women’s restroom.
INT. WOMEN’S RESTROOM -- AFTERNOON
JEAN leans against the far wall next to the mirrors, so her reflection can be seen next to her. She is out of breath and very frightened.
EXT. SHERIFF STATION -- AFTERNOON
The rain continues to fall.
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- LOBBY -- AFTERNOON
GALE and SHERIFF enter. YVONNE is waiting, and she rushes up to Sheriff and embraces him.
YVONNEBob!SHERIFFHey, what’s wrong? Yvonne? What happened?YVONNESomeone tried to kill me! They tried to run me over -- I was just...SHERIFFWhat? Hey, hey -- slow down. Tell me what happened.YVONNEI was coming out of the hotel. I put my umbrella up, and I went to cross the parking lot, and this car -- it came out of nowhere -- this car came right at me and they tried to run me down. I got out of the way, but they kept going. They drove off. I was stunned -- I hit my head, landing.GALECould you identify the car?YVONNENo... it happened too fast. I barely had time to react.SHERIFFCan you tell us anything? Did you get a look at the driver?YVONNENo, my umbrella flew up, it hit the windshield. I couldn’t see anything.GALEMs. Temple, do you have any idea why someone would want to make an attempt on your life?YVONNENo, I -- no.SHERIFFShe got a warning yesterday. An anonymous note.GALEUndoubtedly from the attacker.SHERIFFYvonne, I’m going to assign a deputy to you on a 24-hour basis, all right? We’re not going to let you out of our sight until we find out who’s behind this.YVONNEThank you.GALEAny assistance I can give...SHERIFF...Will be more than appreciated, believe me.
Sheriff walks Yvonne back to a chair as Gale looks on, concerned.
EXT. BOWLING ALLEY -- WEDNESDAY EVENING
A large neon sign blinks in the rainy dusk.
INT. BOWLING ALLEY -- EVENING
DUANE carries two bottles of beer to a table where NICHOLAS is sitting. He sits down across from Nicholas and puts the bottles on the table.
NICHOLASCome on, man, you know I don’t drink.DUANEDon’t worry. These are both for me.NICHOLASOkay, look, man, I want to know what’s going on with you.DUANERight. Okay, I know I said a lot of stuff when I was locked up, but it ain’t like that anymore, man. All that got me was working for the cops and almost ending up with my face blown off. Patrick had that baby about an inch away, man, and I knew I was worm food. Talk about a bad trip. Anyway, you can relax, that’s all. I’m not out to trash you.NICHOLASYeah, well, that’s great. But I don’t know, man. Why should I trust you?DUANEHey, I’m not asking you to trust me, I’m telling you how it is. If I was gonna do you, man, I’d have done it already. I’m just not getting mixed up in that crud, it ain’t worth it no more.NICHOLASOkay.
CHIP suddenly appears and sits down between them.
CHIPHey, hey, hey, look who it is! My two bestest buddies in the whole world! Did you miss me? Huh?
Chip takes one of the beers and drinks from it. Nicholas and Duane recognize him with unpleasant surprise.
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- LOBBY -- EVENING
ABIGAIL is at her desk getting ready to go home. BRADLEY enters.
ABIGAILHello, Bradley. May I help you?BRADLEYYeah, I need to talk to Agent Gale.
GALE and SHERIFF come in from the hall.
GALEWhat can I do for you, Bradley?BRADLEYI need to tell you something. About Megan.
Gale and Sheriff exchange glances.
INT. SHERIFF STATION -- CONFERENCE ROOM -- EVENING
GALE, SHERIFF, and BRADLEY enter.
GALEHave a seat.
They all sit at the table.
SHERIFFWhat’s on your mind, Bradley?BRADLEYOkay, I thought about this for a long time. I wasn’t sure if I ought to tell you guys, but I’m just going to get it out, whatever happens. ‘Cause I don’t know anymore, man.GALEGo on.BRADLEYThe day before she died, Megan went out with James Clapsaddle. They went on a hike or something, I don’t know. She didn’t really say, but she wore her tennis shoes, and I mean, she never wore those shoes unless she was in the woods or something. She got home later in the evening, this was Saturday, right, and she was really upset. I heard her crying in her room, and I got mad, because of that James, and I went in and her clothes were torn and her make-up was like smeared across her face. I asked what happened, but she couldn’t talk ‘cause she was too upset. But I knew it was that James, that he did something, and I got so angry! So I went out and I found him and I...GALEYou attacked him.BRADLEYI was just trying to get him back. I wanted to get him back for hurting her.SHERIFFAre you saying James attacked your sister?BRADLEYI don’t know. I thought so, yeah, but maybe she just fell down a ravine or something, you know? It could have been anything. But I didn’t think of anything then, I just hauled off and pounded him. She was hurt and I just held him responsible.SHERIFFIs that why you blamed him for her death? You said he killed her.BRADLEYI don’t know. All I know is, man, that guy is not normal.GALEWhat do you mean?BRADLEYHe’s just always been a total weirdo. He never does anything with anybody. I never see him after school, or hardly ever. And then he was following Megan around for months before they were friends. And he’s always talking all kinds of crazy stuff.GALEBradley, the day before yesterday, a girl came in who bears a striking resemblance to Megan. Blond hair, denim coat.BRADLEYThat’s my cousin Jean. They always kind of looked alike. She came up to stay for a while, mostly to help Mom out with the chores and stuff.GALEAnd have she and James met, to your knowledge?BRADLEYYeah. I told her to stay away from him, though.GALEThat may be wise at this point. Thank you for coming forward with this, Bradley. I realize your actions in the matter were far from commendable, but under the circumstances, they are, at least, understandable. And the information will surely be helpful to the investigation.BRADLEYRight, well, okay.
Bradley exits. Gale squints, then stands up.
SHERIFFWhat are you going to do?GALEFrankly, Bob, there’s nothing I can do.
Gale exits. Sheriff squints.
EXT. RAMONA’S HOME -- EVENING
It is raining as a dilapidated pick-up truck pulls up around the run-down house and into the garage. RAMONA, the driver, and KENT get out and run up to the back of the house. Ramona opens the door and they go inside.
INT. RAMONA’S HOME -- EVENING
KENT and RAMONA enter the kitchen through the back door.
RAMONATake off your shoes, okay?KENTSure.
They both take their shoes off. Ramona leads Kent into the living room and gestures for him to sit on the couch. He does, and she sits down next to him. He looks around the cluttered room.
KENTI’m glad you brought me here. I feel like you trust me.RAMONAI do. We’re kindred spirits. I see that in us, plain as day. I can trust you with my secret, and I need to trust you with it.KENTWhy?RAMONAI can’t explain. I want you to know the truth about my grandfather.KENTThe truth? What do you mean?RAMONACome on, I’ll show you.
They stand. Ramona opens the closet and takes out a ceremonial robe, which she puts on. She leads Kent to a bedroom door and opens it. They go in. The room is dark and empty, except for an intricately carved wooden table in the center of the room. On the table is a box under a black cover. On the floor, a ring of candles surrounds the table. As Kent watches, Ramona lights the candles and removes the covering from the box. She lifts the lid and the sides of the box fall away, revealing a human skull wearing a beaded headband.
RAMONAThis is my grandfather, Brownturtle, vision-maker on the Plain of Spirits.
Kent stares at the skull in amazement.
CU -- SKULL
INT. DANI’S HOME -- EVENING
GALE and DANI are having dinner.
DANII can’t believe they did that to you. I can’t believe it.GALEI admit I did not expect things to come to this, especially with my investigations at this stage.DANIWhat’s going to happen? There’s a killer running around loose. Nobody feels safe anymore. What are they going to do about it?GALEFranklin has assigned another agent to take over the case.DANIWell, that’s something. Do you know who it is? Are you going to be working with him?GALEIt’s Wynton Duke.DANIWhat? No...GALEFranklin believes that Duke is best suited to pick up where I left off. And he’s right. Duke knows how I think, better than anyone.DANIYou can’t work with him. Not after...GALEIt’s a simple matter of briefing him on the case before I go. I owe that to the people here threatened by this killer.DANIBefore you go where?GALEI will return to Bureau headquarters, where I will be debriefed before undergoing a full psychological review.DANIThen, will you be back?GALENo. Few agents are able to rebuild their careers after the process. Having one’s psychological fitness called into question carries a lasting stigma. I’m afraid it’s a fact of the business.DANIA cruel one. It’s not fair! You’re not crazy, how can they do that to you?GALEThere’s still time, and I face a far greater challenge. This may be the chance I’ve needed to devote myself fully to stopping Llewellyn. I need to learn everything I can about this Feast of the Abyss and if it’s connected to any criminal activities. My guess is there may be some historical pattern that will help us know what to expect this time. I just need to find it.DANII’ll help in any way I can. Just tell me.GALEThank you.
INT. TWINSBURG INN -- LOBBY -- EVENING
KENT enters and sees JAMES waiting for him. They meet and head for the elevator.
JAMESYou’re late.KENTI couldn’t help it. I got here as fast as I could.JAMESAll right, forget it.
The elevator doors open and they enter.
INT. TWINSBURG INN -- ELEVATOR
KENT and JAMES stand next to each other.
KENTAre you sure about this? We could get into a lot of trouble.JAMESOf course I’m sure. What’s gotten into you?KENTNothing.JAMESJanet is out, I made sure of that. Her son’s here, did you know that?KENTWhat?
INT. TWINSBURG INN -- HALLWAY -- EVENING
KENT and JAMES emerge from the elevator and head down the hall.
JAMESFrom England. He’s older than you.KENTHer son? Well, is he here?JAMESOf course not, would we be doing this if he was here? “Oh, hello, excuse us while we ransack your room. Won’t be a minute, old chap.”KENTAll right. This just makes me nervous.JAMESLook, it’s simple. We go in, grab the cassette, and we’re out of there. Got it?KENTWait a minute, how are we going to get into their room?
James produces a key from his pocket and moves it around in front of Kent’s face.
JAMESI “borrowed” it from the housekeeping office. Now, quiet!
They approach the door to the suite. James unlocks the door and they go in.
INT. TWINSBURG INN SUITE -- EVENING
KENT and JAMES enter.
They search the room. James is much more reckless, dumping out drawers and tossing them onto the bed. Kent checks more gingerly. James is digging through a pile of clothes when he is suddenly grabbed from behind. It is JEREMY. He throws James into the wall and punches him in the stomach. Kent attacks, but Jeremy punches him in the face and sends him falling backwards. James tries to make a run for it, but Jeremy grabs him again and throws him into the bathroom. James tumbles into the bathtub, ripping down the shower curtain. Jeremy seizes him by the coat.
JEREMYI should kill you, you little bastard!
Jeremy is suddenly bashed on the head from behind. It is Kent with a heavy smoked-glass ashtray. Jeremy collapses, stunned. James pushes past him, and he and Kent run from the room. Bleeding profusely, Jeremy turns and roars.
INT. TWINSBURG LIBRARY -- EVENING
The library is deserted except for GALE and SHERIFF, who are looking at microfilm of old newspapers. The ELDERLY LIBRARIANS approach.
1ST LIBRARIANWe’re just closing up now, Sheriff.2ND LIBRARIANOf course, you’re welcome to stay as late as you like. You and the Special Agent.SHERIFFThank you, ladies.1ST LIBRARIANOf course, I meant they could stay. That’s how I meant it.2ND LIBRARIANI say what I mean.SHERIFFGood night.1ST LIBRARIANGood night. We won’t bother you, then. Good night, Mr. Agent.2ND LIBRARIANYes, good night, then.GALEGood night.
The librarians exit. Sheriff smiles and shakes his head.
GALEBob, take a look at this.SHERIFFWhat have you got?
On the screen is a newspaper article from 1951 with a picture of a teenage girl. The headline reads “FESTIVAL QUEEN VANISHES.”
SHERIFFWhat about it?GALERebecca Delargy, age 17. Disappeared shortly after being named Queen of Lights 1951. The case was never solved. And it wasn’t the first such case.SHERIFFWell, we’ve had our share of disappearances over the years. Kids run away, things happen. The PTA and the Maple Lodge Elders asked me to look into it several years ago, but I couldn’t find any pattern or anything.GALEThe pattern is there, you just couldn’t see it. Queen of Lights 1951. Queen of Lights 1915. Queen of Lights 1879. Queen of Lights 1843, the very first competition. Each time, the Queen disappeared the weekend of the festival, never to be seen again.SHERIFFWhat’s the connection?GALEOn each date, the Queen of Lights contest fell on the very same day as the Feast of the Abyss. And it happens again this year.
They both look at the microfilm-reader screen and squint.
CU -- PHOTO of Rebecca Delargy on the microfilm-reader screen.
Special Agent Martin Gale, 34. FBI agent.
Sheriff Robert Armstrong, 36. Sheriff of Twinsburg.
Jean Bellew, 19. Megan’s lookalike cousin.
Bradley Thomas, 18. High school senior, Jean’s cousin.
Alan Cartwright, 50. Real estate developer, mall owner.
Duane Cartwright, 18. High school senior, Alan’s son.
Rosemary Clapsaddle, 40. Owns pastry shop/catering service.
Nicholas Grey, 17. High school senior.
Elliott Grey, 42. Owns bike shop, uncle of Nicholas.
Kent Clapsaddle, 16. High school sophomore, Rosemary’s son.
Abigail Voigt, 24. Sheriff’s secretary.
Dani Clapsaddle, 29. Rosemary’s sister-in-law.
Janet Flynn, 39. Twinsburg native returned from England.
James Clapsaddle, 18. High school senior, Rosemary’s brother.
Lyndon Pfiffer, 26. Deputy.
Albert Collins, 48. Lawyer.
Kimmy Clapsaddle, 38. Sister of Rosemary.
Franklin Fosgill, 52. FBI regional supervisor.
Yvonne Temple, 36. Environmentalist, mother of Duane.
Oregon Blackthorn, 35. Wild West enthusiast.
Ramona Wingfeather, 18. Maple Lodge janitor, Native American.
Jeremy Flynn, 20. Criminal mastermind, son of Janet.
Chip Clapsaddle, 31. Ex-con, Rosemary’s half-brother.