Undated scan — “Red Original” (redacted transcription)

"THE FACULTY" (1998)

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  • dialogue6,99531%
  • action15,28469%
  • formatting, excluded1,273

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location
  • INT 64
  • EXT 27
time
  • DAY 1
  • NIGHT 2
  • UNKNOWN 88

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1

EXT. FOOTBALL FIELD - LATE AFTERNOON

p.1

The late afternoon sun beats down on a high school football stadium. It has a small town feel. Enclosed by a track court, it has metal bleachers on either side. The sun is still in full force.

Football practice is in progress. A whistle BLOWS. It comes from a large man, 40's. He can be seen standing on the sidelines. This is COACH WILLIS.

COACH WILLIS
JESUS CHRIST! WHAT DO YOU CALL THAT? HUH? FUCKIN' PUSSYHEADS--GET OFF MY FIELD.

Coach Willis is a hardass. Big guy, early fifties. Sports a severe, leather- tanned face. He enjoys playing out his disgusted-reverse-psychology routine a little too much.

COACH WILLIS
YOU LIMPASS BLOWDICKS GONNA GO DOWN FRIDAY NIGHT.

He kicks dirt at the players as they file passed him, disappearing inside the nearby gym. The Coach, now alone, moves to the side bench and begins to gather his things. He bags up his game book, clip board, towel and water when a SHADOW appears behind him. It moves towards him, blocking the sun. The Coach senses something, looks up...his face registers surprise. Annoyance too.

COACH WILLIS (cont'd)
Can I help you?

The SHADOW moves closer.

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2

INT. FACULTY LOUNGE - NIGHT

p.1

A large room. A table sits center with chairs around it. A couch and sitting chairs are off to the side. A teacher's private haven. Around the table, sit THREE TEACHERS in a heated discussion. MRS. OLSON, a petite shrunken woman in her late fifties. MRS. JONES, early fifties, robust and motherly. Pleasant most of the time. MR. TATE, tall, wiry, late forties. Breathes heavily as if he's constantly excited. A late night faculty meeting. The fourth person, leading the discussion is PRINCIPAL DRAKE. Mid forties. Stern but attractive with a tough sexiness about her.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Let's recap, so we can get the hell outta here. It's late. Mrs. Jones, with all sadness, no new computers.
JONES
But...
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
BUT--get the service guy out and have the old ones juiced. Mr. Tate--you're dreaming, absolutely NO field trip to New York City.
MR. TATE
I don't think you understand...
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
You're not getting outta Ohio. Rethink it. And Mrs. Olson, there's just no money for a musical this year.

The room goes silent. They stare at the Principal. This is so typical of her. Their expressions reveal it. Mr. Tate is ready to explode.

MR. TATE
(under forced breath)
I'm sure the football team will get their new jerseys and new equipment...

Principal Drake is a woman of steel. She approaches Mr. Tate, unflinching. She's had it for the night.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
This is a football town--let me remind you--and yes, they will get their new jerseys and kneepads and jock straps and anything else they want in the name of education because that is what the school board wants because that is what the parents of this town want. Understand?

They sigh. She stands.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
And finally, we will not be using the air conditioner this year in an effort to lower operating costs.

Major MOANS from the faculty. A petite and fragile woman in her fifties, MRS. OLSON, stands abruptly. Her face concerned.

MRS. OLSON
Excuse me, Miss Drake, but we haven't seen a day below 98 in weeks.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Per the school board's ruling, Mrs. Olson, I am sorry but my frustrated hands are tied.
MRS. OLSON
But what kind of learning environment does that create for the children?
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
A very heated one, Mrs. Olson.
3

EXT. JEFFERSON HIGH SCHOOL - ESTABLISHING - NIGHT - MINUTES LATER

p.3

The school is old and massive. An ageless tomb of red brick and tradition. A single light burns from within. FRONT ENTRANCE

Principal Drake and the others exit the front doors. Drake stops to lock the two old wooden doors that comprise the entrance. Mrs. Olson waits for her while the others say their goodnights.

OLSON
But the drama club had their hearts set on ANYTHING GOES this year.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Maybe if they used the sets from last year's ARSENIC AND OLD LACE.

Mrs. Olson is not amused. Principal Drake slides a thick chain and padlock through the two door handles for extra security. She starts to lock it but stops...

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Damn. My keys. I have to go back. I'll see you in the morning Mrs. Olson.

Mrs. Olson smiles, politely. Beaten. She heads down the front steps out of sight as Drake re-enters the building.

4

INT. SCHOOL ENTRANCE - SAME

p.3

The school is dark and still. Moonlight from paned windows create the only light. Drake walks a short distance down a corridor, passing a long, wooden trophy case. She moves to a darkened doorway, HUMMING to herself.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
"..in olden days a glimpse of stocking was looked on as something shocking but now heaven knows...anything goes...

She moves inside the room. Moonlight streams in guiding the way to...

5

INT. SCHOOL OFFICE - SAME

p.3

A typical school office. A long counter divides the room creating a barrier between faculty and students. Drake pushes through the swinging gate to the other side, moving through the outer office, passing desks, out boxes, a PA system, arriving at...

6

INT. PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE - SAME

p.3

Another darkened doorway. Drake enters it, hitting the light switch. A small and comfortable office. She moves to the desk and grabs her satchel, checking it's contents. CLANG!

A loud, obtrusive RATTLING stops Principal Drake cold. It ECHOES through her office. She lays her things down and moves to the CORRIDOR. Drake steps out into the passageway, looking up and down the hall. No one. Nothing. She returns to the... OUTER OFFICE

The swinging gate slowly rocks back and forth. Drake eyes it, but then quickly writes it off, refusing to let her mind run away with her. She moves back to her office, not noticing the shadow that bounces across her back.

7

INT. PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE - SAME

p.4

Drake grabs a stack of papers and tosses them in her satchel, not seeing the FIGURE that is glimpsed, through the doorway, moving through the outer office. She CLICKS off the light as she exits. The room goes dark and Drake spins around to find Coach Willis standing in front of her. His face hangs low, his eyes concentrated. He CLEARS his throat. Drake hides any signs of being startled. It's not her way.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Coach Willis. What can I do for you?

He says nothing. He just stares at her. His face sweaty, his lips slightly

parted...a bubble of spit emitting. Principal Drake grabs her bag, moving to

him.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
It's late. If you don't mind...

He just stands there, blocking the Principal's exit.

COACH WILLIS
You look very, very pretty tonight, Miss Drake.

His words are a bit staggered, his tone slightly off. Drake eyes him skeptically.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Coach, have you been drinking?

The coach takes a deep breath, completely out of sorts.

COACH WILLIS
I really hate to bother you, Miss Drake, but I can't seem to find a pencil.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
School begins tomorrow. I suggest you go home and get a good nights sleep.
COACH WILLIS
But I need a pencil.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Sleep it off Coach.
COACH WILLIS
DO YOU HAVE A PENCIL?

The coach is insistent. Drake rolls her eyes. Enough already.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Jesus, yes. I have a pencil. I have plenty of pencils.

Drake reaches behind her and grabs a pencil from a cup of pencils on her desk. She hands it to the coach.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Now, I suggest you and your pencil go home. It's late.

The coach holds the pencil in his hand, studying it, admiring it.

COACH WILLIS
(repeating)
You look very, very pretty tonight.

The Principal moves to the doorway, squeezing past the Coach.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Harassment has a fine line, Coach. Haven't you read your employee handbook?

Suddenly, the coach is on Drake, lashing out at her. He grabs one of her wrists, wrenching it over so her palm faces up. Then, in one swift and expert move, drives the pencil through it.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
AHHHHHHHH....

Drake reels back, shocked more than pained. She looks down to her hand. The pencil sticks out the other side. Drake tries to pull free, but the Coach has a good hold of her. The Coach grabs hold of the pencil and pulls quickly, dislodging it from her hand. Drake SCREAMS. Her face terror stricken.

The Coach holds her hand up, staring at his handiwork, mesmerized by the blood. His face inquisitive.

COACH WILLIS
I've always wanted to do that.

Drake, thinking fast, grabs her purse with her good hand, swings it...striking the Coach in the face. He stumbles back, just enough for Drake to pull free. She takes off to the...

OUTER OFFICE ..dashing through, swerving around desks when the Coach catches up to her, grabbing her by the neck, shoving her... KASPLAT!!

He sends her CRASHING into the PA system. It CLICKS on...a SQUELCHING, DEAFENING BLAST permeates the entire school building. Drake wastes no time. She rockets down the hall to the...

FRONT DOORS

She yanks on them, opening them about an inch. Looking down, she sees the chain has been refixed, the padlock secured. Shit! Her keys are in her purse back in the office. She's trapped. Drake looks behind her. The coach stands in the office doorway. Drake floors it, running down a corridor, away from the coach.

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8

INT. CORRIDOR - SAME

p.6

The Principal comes upon another set of exit doors. They, too, are chained and padlocked. She BEATS on them madly, almost hysterical.

She floors it, moving on down the hall, clutching her bloody hand against her chest when she hears the Coach's voice echoing through the school via the PA system.

COACH WILLIS
(deadly serious)
Your attention, please. Will Principal Drake please report to the office?
9

INT. CLASSROOM - SAME

p.6

Drake races into a room. It's dark but clearly a science lab. The only light comes from the moon peering in through the windows that sit high in the wall along one side. Drake goes for them. She climbs up on the ledge and reaches for the window when...

COACH WILLIS

appears behind her. She turns just in time to see him lunge for her. She rears back and kicks him hard with her foot, connecting to his face. He flies back, falling to the floor. Drake jumps down from the ledge, sprawling across a desk. Drake eyes a pair of cutting scissors that sit in a bin on the desk. She grabs them up.

10

INT. CORRIDOR - SAME

p.7

Principal Drake flies down the corridor, back towards the school office. Suddenly, she hears KNOCKING. She looks to the school entrance to see a figure standing at the front doors.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
HELPPPP!!!

Drake races toward the doors as little Mrs. Olson comes into view, peering

through the door's glass window.

MRS. OLSON
(through the door)
I forgot my grade book...
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Open the door, Please!

Drake throws herself against the door. It opens an inch, the chains holding it back.

MRS. OLSON
Good Lord, what in the...
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Unlock the door, GODDAMMIT!

Mrs. Olson sees the terrified look on Drake's face. And the scissors in her hand.She sees the blood dripping from the other.

MRS. OLSON
Oh my God...
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
It's Coach Willis. He attacked me. Unlock the door. NOW.

Miss Drake looks behind her. The hallway is still empty. No sign of Coach Willis.

MRS. OLSON
But I don't have my keys.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Jesus...

Drake is beyond frantic.

MRS. OLSON
I'll go get help.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
NO. DON'T LEAVE ME!

Drake is crying now. This once tough as nails woman has succumbed to a wet mess. Mrs. Olson is getting hysterical herself.

MRS. OLSON
Where are YOUR keys?

Principal Drake looks back to the corridor, towards the office door, then back down the hallway. The Coach is nowhere to be seen.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
In the office.

The Principal deliberates a moment. She's scared out of her mind.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
I'm going to get the keys, Mrs. Olson, please wait here for me.

The Principal speaks calmly, trying hard to take control of the situation.

MRS. OLSON
Oh God, please, let me get help.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
No, just talk to me. Okay?

The timid Mrs. Olson has been reduced to tears. She's petrified. She watches as Drake disappears into the darkness.

MRS. OLSON
I'm right here, Miss Drake. It'll be okay.

The Principal, armed with the scissors, inches down the hall towards the office door. She's literally petrified. Each step an eternity. She tries to hold a steady resolve. DOWN THE CORRIDOR

Drake tries to pull it together. She fights to hold a steady calm.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
(to herself)
Hold on...hold on...

FROM THE FRONT DOORS

Mrs. Olson watches as Drake disappears in the darkness.

MRS. OLSON
I can't hear you.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
(from the darkness)
I'm going into the office now.
MRS. OLSON
Just keep talking.
11

INT. SCHOOL OFFICE - SAME

p.9

Drake enters reluctantly. Her eyes scour the room. He could be anywhere...

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
(way out of tune)
"The world has gone mad today...good is bad today...day's night today...and most guys today...want to kill today..."

She sees her purse lying in her office doorway. She grabs it and takes off, flying back to the...

12

INT. CORRIDOR

p.9

Drake races out the office door, pulling the keys from her purse when...

MRS. OLSON
Miss Drake! He's coming!

Drake looks to Mrs. Olson then back down the corridor where...

COACH WILLIS

stands, his silhouette framed in broken moonlight. Drake stands still, her feet frozen. A moment as their eyes seem to meet. A stand off. But then the Coach takes a step which sends Drake orbiting.

MRS. OLSON
Hurry!

Drake tears down the hall to the front doors as the Coach chases after her. It's a race now.

Drake reaches the front door with her ring of keys. She fumbles with them. Mrs. Olson BEATS on the door.

MRS. OLSON
Hurry, Miss Drake, hurry.

Drake looks back to see him charging for her. She holds both keys and scissors. She panics, dropping the keys.

MRS. OLSON
NOOOOO!

Drake scrambles for the keys. Grabs them, looking back to see...

COACH WILLIS

nearly on her. Drake finds the key, sliding it in the lock. It turns...falls open. She yanks on the chain, sliding it through the steel handles, throws the door open as the Coach reaches out...

Drake slides through the doors, then SLAMS it shut behind her.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Help me!

Mrs. Olson takes her cue. She throws herself against the door while Principal Drake drags the chain back through the handles. She hooks the padlock just as...

BAM!

The Coach RAMS against the door, causing Drake to drop the scissors. She kicks them away before he can reach for them. The lock holds, trapping him in. Coach Willis BEATS against it wildly. Through the glass, his eyes meet Drake's. Pure evil. Drake smiles, The victor.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
You prick.

She turns to the little Mrs. Olson who stands wide-eyed. Principal Drake appears relieved until...

MRS. OLSON LUNGES AT HER. Her face wickedly evil. In her hands, she holds the long cutting shears. They strike fast and furious, ripping into Drake's neck, slicing the life out of her.

Principal Drake dies before she hits the ground. BLACKOUT!

From out of nowhere, words burn into the screen...

"THE FACULTY" A thundering...

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13

EXT. JEFFERSON HIGH SCHOOL - ESTABLISHING - MORNING

p.10

ROLL MAIN CREDITS The morning sun is already in full force, beating down on a picturesque small town school. Old and charming. The perfect representation of everything good and true in midwest small town life. CLOSE ON the school sign that sits in front "WELCOME TO JEFFERSON HIGH! HOME OF THE FIGHTING PATRIOTS!"

STUDENTS are everywhere...coming, going--racing across campus. From every direction the CAMERA is assaulted by the students of Jefferson High. A car blaring ROCK MUSIC spins into the parking lot recklessly. It shoots by a driver's ed car causing it to SLAM on the brakes. The student driver in front freaks. The car comes to a halt in the parking lot. A tall leather clad guy with hellish good looks hops out. This is ZEKE. A second year senior. Troubled and aware. He moves around to the trunk, opens it up. There's a near empty box inside. He reaches in and grabs what looks like to be a handful of ink pens. He pockets them, moving on, passing by... A SCHOOL BUS pulls up and STUDENTS file out. A young boy, PACEY, emerges. Almost fifteen. Cute but still in the gawky stage. The kind of guy who watches his feet when he walks. He eyes the school. A look of pure dread splashes across his face when... BAM!

Out of nowhere, an elbow comes flying back into his face, nearly splintering his nose. He SLAMS back against the side of the bus. Blood pours as the timid Pacey takes a deep breath, resigning himself to his all too familiar role of school wuss.

A girl, 17, an elevated slacker type, dressed in NY Village black witnesses the incident. This is STOKELY. She watches as the asshole with the elbow takes off running and laughing. Stokely's an unapproachable cynic.

STOKELY
(muttering)
Crash and burn, Pacey...

She travels on, her eyes going to the student parking lot where a two car

fenderbender has caused a fist fight between TWO GIRLS. They claw at each

other. Stokely, watching the spectacle, and not where she's going, runs DEAD SMACK into...

STAN

An incredibly handsome-studly-jock-JFK Jr. in the making-type of guy. He grabs hold of Stokely to keep her from falling over.

STAN
Whoa. You okay?

He leans into her, his blue ocean eyes piercing Stokely. She yanks away violently.

STOKELY
Walk much?

Stokely stampers off as the CAMERA HOLDS on Stan, his face confused.

STAN
You ran into me--beast.

He takes off, passing a BADASS SENIOR who's revealing a small hand gun to a coupla FRESHMAN. They smile, impressed. Stan spots someone across the way. The CAMERA FOLLOWS as he comes upon... A vivacious, sexy, frivolous, beauty queen, cheerleader, perky little Mary Hart- -bitch of a girl. She stands BERATING a YOUNG GUY with a camera.

DELILAH
Look, you little pion shit mark, if you don't know how to use the camera--take a hike. I've got a deadline.

She's the reporter for the school paper. Her PHOTOGRAPHER appears tortured. Stan approaches.

STAN
Hey Delilah.

He tries to give her a kiss. She jerks away wildly. Her hand protecting her lips.

DELILAH
Max fucking Factor. Do you mind? I'm working.
STAN
I need to talk to you.
DELILAH
Not now you don't. Come on, birddrop.

She leads her tortured cameraman off as Stan shakes his head in turmoil. He

marches on, his eyes going to a young FRESHMAN who's getting racked in

the balls by an UPPER CLASSMAN. The boy falls over in pain. It's Pacey.

The CAMERA FOLLOWS... A pretty young girl who walks by. Meet MARYBETH. A vision of sweet sixteen, southern debutante loveliness. Gorgeous with lots of hair that surrounds eyes full of spunk and fire. She stops a passing TATTOOED PIERCED GIRL.

MARYBETH
Excuse me. Could you point me toward the office? This is my first day here at Jefferson and it seems my sense of direction has been obscured by my rampant nervousness.

Marybeth's accent is 100% Georgia thick. It pours from her lips. The tatooed pierced girl stares dead pan and points.

MARYBETH
Thank you ever so. Name's Marybeth. Marybeth Louise Hutchinson if you want the whole damn handle.

Marybeth takes off, charging into the school building, her wide-eyes taking in everything. A TEEN COUPLE BICKER down the hall.

BOY
Fuck you!
GIRL
No, fuck you!

The girl reaches over and SLAPS the boy. The boy doesn't miss a beat. He SLAPS her back. But she's ready...she SLAPS him back harder. Marybeth turns down another corridor, passing STUDENTS, TEACHERS...her eyes wander to...

ZEKE, who stands in a circle of YOUNG TWERPS. The CAMERA loses Marybeth and follows Zeke as he leads the twerps into the boy's bathroom. Inside, he takes one of the small Bic pens from his pocket, only the ink has been removed. It contains another substance.

ZEKE
Five bucks a pop.

The twerps pull their money out as Zeke hands over several Bic pens. The twerps, grab them, holding them up to their nostrils, SNORTING LOUDLY.

The pen's contents, a hack drug, takes hold of them quickly as they all start tweakin'. Zeke pockets the cash, smiling as the CAMERA RISES UP AND

OVER a bathroom stall to reveal...

Pacey, cowering alone in the stall, stuffing toilet paper up his nose in an effort to stop the bleeding. The CAMERA moves in close to find tears streaming down his face as he desperately tries not to cry. Welcome to Jefferson High. END TITLE SEQUENCE.

14

INT. CLOSED DOOR - MORNING

p.13

Students come and go around a door marked FACULTY LOUNGE

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15

INT. FACULTY LOUNGE - SAME

p.13

An assortment of TEACHERS move about the space, talking, smoking and BITCHING about the unbearable heat. They congregate about the coffee machine. A small air conditioner unit sits in the window with a "DO NOT USE" sign taped to it. Several fans blow around the room instead. But it does little good. The room is an oven.

Coach Willis is at the refrigerator fanning himself with the door, trying to cool off. A beautiful, 30something, bombshell of a teacher appears by his side. This is MISS HARPER.

COACH WILLIS
Mornin' Miss Harper, you look very, very pretty this morning.

Miss Harper places her lunch in the frig and then shies away quickly.

MISS HARPER
Thank you, Mr. Willis. You're sweet.

Miss Harper, despite her good looks, is an old maid in the happening. She has major self-esteem issues that renders her homely.

Ms BURKE, dressed in white, the school nurse no doubt. She looks late 30's and smug, already jaded--or maybe it's the horrendous hacking cold she has. She COUGHS and COUGHS.

MISS HARPER
You just can't shake that cold, can you?
NURSE BURKE
I...(cough)just...can't...(cough)...
MISS HARPER
Why don't you go home?
NURSE BURKE
I'm saving my sick days for when I feel better.

MR. FURLONG, 40's, moves into the room. He has a bushy moustache and boring demeanor--he must teach science. He wipes the sweat from his brow.

MR. FURLONG
Has anyone seen Principal Drake this morning?

A stodgy old man in his fifties is at the coffee machine. He mixes his coffee with liquor from a flask. No one pays it any mind. Meet MR. TATE.

MR. TATE
Maybe the bitch had a sun stroke.

Others in the room LAUGH at this.

Another teacher, MRS. BRUMMEL, moves by the Coach. She's old, near death, no longer fast on her feet.

MISS HARPER
How are you today, Mrs. Brummel?
MRS. BRUMMEL
Bit tired. But no complaints.

Mrs. Brummel drops a book. She tries to bend down and pick up a book, but can't quite do it.

MISS HARPER
I got it, Mrs. Brummel.

Miss Harper picks up the book and finds something crawling on her arm. She barely glimpses it, swatting it off, SCREAMING. Everyone turns to her. She's immediately embarrassed.

MISS HARPER
We've got bugs.

Mr. Tate takes a swig off his coffee.

MR. TATE
Get used to it. Orkin's not in the budget.

Just then, Miss Olson steps into the room. Her eyes go immediately to Coach Willis.

COACH WILLIS
Good morning, Mrs. Olson, you look very, very pretty this morning.

Mrs. Olson smiles brightly as if the compliment made her whole morning.

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16

INT. SCHOOL CORRIDOR - SECONDS LATER

p.15

THE BELL RINGS. STUDENTS make their way to class. Stan is pushing through the crowd. He sees Delilah.

STAN
Delilah? Hey Del?

He catches up to her.

STAN
I need to talk to you.
DELILAH
Stan, baby, I got a deadline at three, an idiot photographer I just let go, and humidity hair. Could we back burner it?
STAN
(blurting it out)
I'm quitting football.

Delilah stops in her tracks. Her face in shock.

DELILAH
Whoa. Brake. You're what?
STAN
I'm quittin' the team. I'm not playing ball this year.

The news registers. Delilah's face sours.

DELILAH
Backtrack. What brought this on?
STAN
Well, I've been weighing the importance of being a jock with my impending future and have decided...
DELILAH
You decided? What about college? A football scholarship was your only chance...
STAN
I'll study hard this year. I'd rather go to college on my intellect...
DELILAH
But you don't have an intellect, dear. Your boyish good looks and athletic prowess are all you have.

Stan stands firm. He's thought this through carefully.

STAN
Del...I've always been good at football, basketball and every other sport I tried. I think maybe it's time to try something I'm not so good at.
DELILAH
And what am I supposed to do while you're on your yellow brick quest for a brain?
STAN
What do you mean?
DELILAH
I'm head cheerleader. Head cheerleaders date star quarterbacks.
STAN
Come on, Del, don't be superficial.
DELILAH
Superficial. Four syllables. That's good. You're on your way. Let me know how the cancer cure goes.

Delilah starts off. Stan is clearly upset.

STAN
I was hoping you'd be with me on this.

Delilah's struts off, not looking back, leaving Stan standing in the hallway looking more lost than ever.

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17

EXT. STUDENT AREA - SAME

p.16

Mr. Furlong passes by Mrs. Burke.

MR. FURLONG
Have you seen Principal Drake?
MRS. BURKE
No one has.She must be out sick today.

Pacey is moving through the crowds--eyes alert, looking for the next assault when

DELILAH whizzes by, grabbing Pacey and yanking him.

DELILAH
Where have you been?
PACEY
I...
DELILAH
Look, you video geek, I'm giving you a huge opportunity. Don't fuck with it.
PACEY
Okay...okay...
DELILAH
I need you after school. Find me. Bring your camera.

And she's gone, racing across campus. Pacey turns and finds a FIGURE towering over him. It's Zeke.

ZEKE
Hey, shit stain, what's up?

Pacey tries to remain calm.

PACEY
I'm just going to class.
ZEKE
I need a favor. See those three girls over there?

Pacey doesn't like the sound of this. He looks across the way at three GABBING GIRLS.

PACEY
What about 'em?
ZEKE
If you look close, the one in the middle isn't wearing a bra. Now, I want you to suppress every homosexual tendency in your body and go over there and rip the girl's shirt off and expose her breasts.

Pacey smirks.

PACEY
Yeah right.

Zeke rears back and SLAMS Pacey, knocking the wind out of him. Then cozies up to him again.

ZEKE
Don't do this, Pacey--you know I'm a second year senior with this classic "apply myself" issue-- despite extremely high SAT scores.
PACEY
I know Zeke.
ZEKE
Also I revel in a big fish-little pond scenario, and for various other psychological reasons that deal mainly with mom and dad--I'll probably elect a third year. Which means, for you--listen up--that I will spend each and every day of this year and next torturing you endlessly in a very slow subtle fashion which is completely unnecessary if you would simply walk over there and give us some tits.

Pacey is completely petrified of this guy.

PACEY
Come on, man, I can't do that. Don't make me.

Zeke grabs hold of Pacey's neck and begins to squeeze the life from it.

ZEKE
I'm not making you do anything. It's all about choices.
MRS. BURKE
(off camera)
Is there a problem here?

Zeke spins around to find MRS. BURKE, 50's. Frail and delicate. Afraid of her own shadow. Maintains a constant shake.

ZEKE
No, Mrs. Burke. Everything is fine. You can run along.
MRS. BURKE
Certainly, Zeke, but first--remove your hand from that young boy's throat.

Mrs. Burke's cracking voice gives her fear away. Zeke is in complete control. With firm hold of Pacey's neck he walks to Mrs. Burke as STUDENTS begin to gather.

ZEKE
Mrs. Burke, you sad, pathetic woman. After five years--haven't you learned to leave me alone?
MRS. BURKE
Zeke, I see this as a wonderful opportunity for you and me to start off on a positive note this year. Now stop strangling the boy.

Mrs. Burke is getting afraid. She starts backstepping, away from Zeke. Pacey doesn't know what to do. He's freakin'.

PACEY
It's okay, Mrs. Burke. Please, you're just gonna make it worse.
ZEKE
Tell me something, Mrs. Burke, have you ever been hit in the face? Had your nose busted or your jaw realigned?

Tears have formed in Burke's eyes. She's beyond fear. It's hard to tell if Zeke is merely bluffing or a tad psychotic. A circle of STUDENTS have formed around the trio awaiting the outcome. Zeke's grip is starting to cause Pacey to GASP for air. He's scared for himself and Mrs. Burke. He struggles to free himself.

MRS. BURKE
It's time you learned, Zeke. I'm the authority figure here.

Mrs. Burke is a trembling mess. Zeke advances on her when...

[Passage omitted from this transcription: printed page 19 / PDF page 20.]

ZEKE
YESSS!

Then, he turns to a mortified Mrs. Burke and lunges at her in a fake out.

ZEKE
BOO!

Mrs. Burke scurries off in tears. She's had it. Zeke surveys his induced havoc. Then struts off.

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INT. MR. TATE'S CLASS - SAME

p.19

Mr. Tate sits at his desk sipping his fourth cup of coffee, addressing the class. He starts to stand but realizes he's had a little too much coffee. His words are slurred.

MR. TATE
..we'll be spending the first semester predominantly with Hitler and his reign of terror...

In the back of the room Stokely sits, pretending to read a paperback. Her eyes are really on Stan who she watches flip through his text book. After a moment she becomes aware that she's being watched herself, by none other than...

Marybeth who is seated next to her. And not just watched but studied.

STOKELY
(loud whisper)
Can I help you?

Marybeth smiles brightly.

MARYBETH
Whatcha reading?
(strains to read Stoke's book cover)
DOUBLE PLANETS. Robert Heinlen. Hmmm.

Stokely doesn't respond. She puts the book away quickly.

MARYBETH
I'm Marybeth Louise Hutchinson of Atlanta. I'm new here.What's your name?
STOKELY
You don't need to know that.

Contact is over. Marybeth is perplexed. And intrigued.

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19

INT. CLASSROOM - LITTLE LATER

p.20

The pristine Miss Harper stands in front of the room, her arms crossed over her chest. Like the rest of the school, the room is scorching hot and Miss Harper is perspiring heavily. It adds to her unbeknownst sex appeal.

MISS HARPER
..so Crusoe's greatest fear was that of isolation. His external existence in no way compared to the internal agony of loneliness...

Zeke sits studly in the front row. No doubt to be closer to the saliva inducing Miss Harper. He blows her a seductive kiss. Miss Harper looks away. Stunned.

Just then, the BELL RINGS. The class starts to disperse. Zeke stands and approaches Miss Harper.

ZEKE
I wouldn't wanna be Crusoe, Miss Harper.
MISS HARPER
Why is that Zeke?
ZEKE
All alone on that island. No one to talk to. Laugh with. No one to touch.
HARPER
But Crusoe found a way to fulfill himself inside-- even in madness.

Zeke moves in close to Miss Harper. His stare pierces her.

ZEKE
I just wouldn't want to live without a body next to me. How bout you?

Miss Harper is suddenly uncomfortable. She shies away.

MISS HARPER
Well..I...I...
ZEKE
Are you feeling okay, Miss Harper?
MISS HARPER
Yes, Zeke.
ZEKE
Because you're lookin' a little hot and bothered.
MISS HARPER
I'm fine, Zeke.
ZEKE
Cause I could help you cool down. Whaddya say?

Miss Harper's face drops three shades.

MISS HARPER
I...I...
ZEKE
Tell you what, Miss Harper, don't you answer that. Just think about it.

Zeke saunters off as Miss Harper wipes the sweat from her face, wishing she could handle certain situations better.

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20

EXT. FOOTBALL FIELD - LUNCH TIME

p.21

Pacey sits on the bleachers, a lone dot in the vast expanse of the football field. He eats a "wimp" lunch: PB and J sandwich, a carrot and an apple. He chews his food slowly. The carrot and apple get one bite each as a courtesy to Mom before being tossed back in the sack. He sucks down a juice box as he returns to school. He moves across the field, kicking at the ground when he spots something on the ground, near the team's bench. He kneels down, curious. The toe of his shoe digs at something. ON THE GROUND

Is a little flesh-like substance. No more than two inches long, it appears dry and flattened, embedded in the grassy dirt. Pacey pries it loose, scooping it up in his hand. There's a soft texture to it. A SHADOW APPEARS BEHIND HIM

VOICE
(off camera)
What are you doing?

Pacey spins around, scared shitless. Standing before him is COACH WILLIS. Not like the Coach Willis from earlier, although there is still a subtle touch of menace in him. Pacey, jumps up, cupping his discovery in his hand.

PACEY
I...uh...was just eating lunch.
COACH WILLIS
This ain't the cafeteria, son.
PACEY
Yes, sir. I'm sorry about that sir.

Pacey steps back, in total fear of this guy. Coach Willis slowly follows him.

COACH WILLIS
You're a...I forget your name...

Pacey stops and turns around. Coach takes another step forward.

PACEY
Pacey.
COACH WILLIS
Right. I've seen you around. You're not really into sports.
PACEY
(shakes head)
I don't think a person should run unless he's being chased, sir.

Coach just stares into Pacey. A strange smile breaks his on his face.

COACH WILLIS
Being chased? I like that.

Pacey doesn't say anything. He just stands rigid.

COACH WILLIS
Don't be so scared, son. I'm not gonna bite you.

Pacey starts to walk backwards.

COACH WILLIS
Get outta here.

Pacey turns and takes off, scared of this guy. He takes the flesh-like thing with him. He breaks into a sprint. The Coach stares after him.

21

EXT. STUDENT COMMONS AREA - LUNCH

p.23

The sun beats down over a group of outdoor tables where students eat their lunch and conjugate. Off in a corner, a GROUP OF STUDENTS chill, smoking cigarettes. Off alone, sits Stokely on a ledge smoking a cigarette. She cringes to see Marybeth approaching.

MARYBETH
Mind if I join you?

Silence. Marybeth takes a seat next to Stokely.

MARYBETH
Whew! This heat is flat out unbearable. Is this the going rate around here?

A moment as they both sit. Marybeth looks around. The "fuck you" couple are seen going at it in full force. Marybeth spots Zeke a little ways down talking secretively to another classmate. She notices Stokely is watching him too.

MARYBETH
So what's his story?
STOKELY
Who? Zeke? He's the class pharmacist.

They watch as Zeke makes a business transaction.

MARYBETH
Nice butt.

Marybeth picks up Stokely's paperback.

MARYBETH
You one of those science fiction people? You believe in alternate universes and alien beings and stuff? I'm feeling pretty alien myself today.

Stokely isn't talking. In fact, she's moving. She gathers her things.

MARYBETH
So, why don't you want me to know your name?
STOKELY
Why do you want to know my name?
MARYBETH
I don't have any friends and, correct me if I'm wrong, but you seem to have one less than that so I just thought...

Stokely doesn't know what to make of this girl. Just then, Delilah appears. All smiles.

DELILAH
Hi Stokely, are you seducing the new students again?
(to Marybeth)
Hi, I'm Delilah. Happy to have you at Jefferson. Oh, Stokely, love the way you accessories the different shades of black in your ensembalage.
STOKELY
Fuck you, gutter slut.

Delilah doesn't flinch. She flashes Stokely a covergirl smile.

DELILAH
I don't know why you insist on being such a bad example for your people.

Marybeth goes numb.

MARYBETH
What people?
DELILAH
Don't tell me you park on both sides of the street too?
MARYBETH
I don't know what you mean.
DELILAH
I hope you're not a violent lesbian like your newfound friend here?
MARYBETH
(completely flustered)
Uhhhh...no, I'm not aware of any lesbianism in my lineage...
STOKELY
You bipolar bitch.

Stokely lunges forward, shoving Delilah.

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22

INT. SCHOOL CORRIDOR - SECONDS LATER

p.25

Stokely races down the near empty hallway. She's out of breath and out of sorts. She stops at a water fountain and takes a sip, catching her reflection in the clean mirrorish steel.

She wipes at her face. Her looks clearly disturb her. Directly across from her is an open doorway revealing... MRS. BRUMMEL'S CLASSROOM. Alone at her desk is Mrs. Brummel, eating her lunch quietly. MRS. OLSON moves on to Mrs. Brummel's dooway.

MRS. OLSON
Mrs. Brummel, may I have a word with you?

Mrs. Brummel looks up with a smile. She's pleased to have company.

MRS. BRUMMEL
Certainly.

Mrs. Olson moves into the room, turning to see Stokely standing across the hall. Their eyes meet. A moment. And then Mrs. Olson quietly shuts the door. Stokely backs down the hall staring at the closed door as if sensing something. This moment strikes her as very odd. She doesn't see the FIGURE that looms behind her. She runs into...

STAN...again.

STAN
Whoa!

She yanks away.

STOKELY
Get an eye dog.
STAN
You're a work, man.

Stan's eyes find hers. He smiles. His stare makes her uncomfortable. She scurries off.

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23

INT. BIOLOGY LAB - LITTLE LATER

p.25

A big room with many work stations. Just before the bell. The room is filling up. Kids joke and laugh. The room is very relaxed. Pacey is talking to Mr. Furlong.

PACEY
I found something on the football field. I thought you might check it out for me.
MR. FURLONG
What is it?

Pacey reaches into his bag. In the back of the room, Stokely is at a work station. Marybeth appears by her side.

MARYBETH
Wanna be lab partners?

Stokely just accepts it. There's no other takers.

MARYBETH
I didn't know you were a lesbian. I don't think I've ever met one before. I'm from the south and we're all just so repressed down there. Have you been out long?

Stokely remains quiet.

MARYBETH
It's very impressive and evolved of you.
STOKELY
(exploding)
I'm not a lesbian, alright.
MARYBETH
Oh, be one. Please. Fly free.
STOKELY
You were right about me, okay. I don't have any friends and I like it that way. Being a lesbian is my security.
MARYBETH
Against what?
STOKELY
People like you.
MARYBETH
Complex.

AT THE FRONT OF THE ROOM

Pacey is showing Mr. Furlong what he found on the football field. He lays it out on the lab table. Others gather around.

PACEY
I've never seen one before. I thought you might like it. It's some kind of worm...

Mr. Furlong is instantly intrigued. He immediately sets it up on a lab cork board and inspects it.

FURLONG
Well, not exactly. It appears to be more parasitic. Of the protozoa family maybe.

Mr. Furlong is stumped. But fascinated. His excitement grows. He points to a STUDENT.

FURLONG
Hey, grungehead, pass me the scope there.

THE BELL RINGS. The remainder of the class wanders in. Including Zeke. Marybeth eyes him instantly.

FURLONG
A certain mesozoan only occurs in the kidney of certain octopi and squids which wouldn't make sense because...
PACEY
This is Ohio.
FURLONG
Correct. It's a pelagic organism...
STUDENT
What's pelagic?
ZEKE
(from the back of the room)
A sea dwelling organism.

Marybeth turns to Zeke, surprised by his knowledge.

FURLONG
Exactly. I don't recognize this surface tissue at all. Pacey, I don't wanna jump the gun but you might have found a new species here.
STUDENT
(true cynic)
Yeah right.
FURLONG
It could happen. New species are discovered every day. Don't be a skeptic. You're too young.

Zeke breaks through the students, shoving Pacey aside, leaning into the microscope.

ZEKE
Could it be gnathostomulida. They escaped detection until the mid 20th century.

Marybeth eyes Zeke, flirtatiously.

MARYBETH
You just know everything.

Zeke flashes a smile. Their eyes meet.

ZEKE
(eyes her back)
I'm a contradiction.
FURLONG
No, check the follicles on it's underbelly. It's not annelid or mollusca. It's completely extrinsic.
PACEY
What should we do with it?
FURLONG
I think we should call the university. Send it up there, let them have a look.
STUDENT
Hey, Starship Stoke, why don't you take a look? Maybe it's from your planet.
STOKELY
Blow me, you bloodfart.
FURLONG
EASY.

Stokely shoves the obnoxious student who falls into the table, spilling a cup of water across it, splashing the worm-like organism, dousing it. Suddenly... THE WORM CURLS and Several students GASP as the organism begins to spiral and then retracts on its own. Very much alive.

MARYBETH
Did you see that?
PACEY
It moved.

Mr. Furlong eyes it.

FURLONG
Cool.

A WATER FILLED AQUARIUM - A MINUTE LATER The class stands around it as Mr. Furlong holds the cork mat with the organism above it.

ZEKE
You think it's amphibian?
FURLONG
Water resuscitated it.
PACEY
But couldn't this kill it?
STUDENT
Yeah, you don't wanna drown it. That's cold, dude.

Mr. Furlong drops it into the aquarium. A moment as it begins to sink to the bottom. But midway it stops. Slowly, it begins to balloon out, swelling slightly.

CLOSE ON THE ORGANISM

Through the glass, the creature seems to bubble as it sprouts tiny, thin-like feelers that spread around it quickly. The feelers shoot out attaching themselves to one side of the glass. Then pulls the worm towards it in a lightning move. Many SCREAM as the entire class steps back. LAUGHTER follows as everyone's nerves get raised.

FURLONG
It's okay..it's okay.

But Furlong himself is even unnerved. He pulls a thin latex glove onto one hand.

STUDENT
What are you doing?
FURLONG
It's surface texture seems to have changed. I wanna feel it.
STUDENT
(under his breath)
That would be stupid.
MARYBETH
You sure that's a good idea, Mr. Furlong?
STUDENT
It sure is thirsty.

The water level in the aquarium has dropped dramatically.

Mr. Furlong snaps the glove tight and then places his hand at the aquarium opening. He, too, is a little hesitant.

INSIDE THE AQUARIUM The feelers whip about, growing longer and longer around the worm. The water no longer looks clear. Mr. Furlong dips his hand into it, moving it down.

The class watches...breathless. Furlong's hand moves down, through the web of feelers. He moves to the worm, taking it between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing it. Unexpectedly, it separates, dividing in two. Both sections, sensing harm, dart to different ends of the aquarium.

Every eye in the room is on the aquarium. Pure silence. Mr. Furlong is completely bewildered.

FURLONG
It can replicate. Jesus.
ZEKE
Is it whole or just part? Could it be a cell or DNA of something else?
FURLONG
You mean a parent organism?

Furlong eyes Zeke. Just then, one of the worms spews forth, right at Furlong's hand. It attaches itself to it.

MARYBETH
Watch out!

Furlong SCREAMS IN PAIN, looking down to see the worm attack him. He

shakes it loose, pulling his hand from the aquarium. One of his fingers is

covered in blood where the glove and skin have been ripped away. The class

freaks.

FURLONG
I'm okay. It's alright.

Furlong checks out his finger. A considerable break in the skin.

PACEY
It has teeth? Where did it get teeth?
FURLONG
No, no, it must be silica.
ZEKE
But there's no endoskeleton.
PACEY
Did you see the way it attacked? It was waiting until you weren't looking.

Mr. Furlong looks to Pacey. In fact, the whole class does.

FURLONG
I'm gonna call the university.
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24

INT. SCHOOL ATHLETIC CENTER - LITTLE LATER

p.31

A huge Olympic swimming pool takes up the entire room. Physical Ed. is in progress as a group of boys race in lanes. The Coach BLOWS his whistle.

COACH WILLIS
(yelling)
Hit the showers!

Stan, dripping wet, stands next to Coach Willis.

STAN
I've just been thinking ahead...well, I've decided to quit the team and concentrate on my academics.

Stan takes a deep breath, eyeing the Coach. A moment as the pre-occupied Coach realizes that Stan has finished talking and it's now his turn.

COACH WILLIS
Okay..well, Stan, we'll miss you.

The Coach BLOWS the whistle again, motioning to someone.

STAN
That's it?
COACH WILLIS
What do you want me to say? My star quarterback tells me the day before we play Brun County--the only team in the district that can kick our ass--he doesn't wanna play. There's something up with that. You seem to be going through a life defining turning point and I'm not gonna stand in the way of the human condition. You do what you have to do.

Stan is amazed at how well the Coach is taking it. This is not the expected reaction.

STAN
Thanks Coach. I thought you were going to ream me.
COACH WILLIS
What kind of human being would that make me? Follow your instincts, son. It's all you have.

The Coach smiles. He couldn't be more understanding.

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25

INT. LOCKER ROOM - TWO MINUTES LATER

p.31

Pacey is at his locker. He's slowly stripping, readying himself for the shower. A COUPLE JOCKS in towels, pass by. They've already finished up. The first one, GABE, big guy, typical, shoves Pacey, pushing him out of his way.

GABE
Yo, piss wad, you're in my way.

Pacey goes slamming against his locker.

PACEY
Excuse me. I was breathing here.

Gabe whips him with his towel.

GABE
That's the problem, you anal probe. You're occupying my air.
STAN
(off camera)
Hey, guys, leave him alone.

The Jocks turn to find Stan behind them.

STAN (cont'd)
Hands off.

They turn to Stan, smiling, obeying. He has power over these guys.

GABE
(in passing)
Yo, Stan, whatever you say captain, tomorrow night, right?
JOCK
We draw blood.

Stan gives the guys a high five. He doesn't have the nerve to tell them. He turns to Pacey who's recovering.

PACEY
(sarcastic)
It must really blow being you.
STAN
You have no idea.

Pacey just nods.

26

INT. SHOWERS - MINUTE LATER

p.32

Stan is in the shower alone. He turns on the water and it quickly steams up as he steps under the nozzle. He soaps up his face, eyes closed, not seeing the SHADOW that bounces across his face. He opens his eyes, rinses. Sees nothing. He spins around as another SHADOW falls over him. This time a NOISE. With soap in his eyes, he turns.

STAN
Yo, Pacey.

CLOSE ON TWO FEET as they move on the shower floor. Women's feet struggle out of heeled shoes. Barefoot, the feet appear aged and weathered.

Stan rinses soap from his face, opening his eyes to discover MRS. BRUMMEL standing in the middle of the shower, her face contorted in a bizarre expression. Almost trance-like. Stan freaks, reaching for his towel.

STAN
Shit, Mrs. Brummel!

The old and tired Mrs. Brummel is struggling with her dress. She pulls on it wildly, trying to rip it from her body. Stan watches in horror. She seems completely lost, disoriented...out of sorts.

27

INT. LOCKER ROOM - SAME

p.33

Pacey is dressed and walking out when he hears Stan's SCREAM. He races to the shower to find... Stan moves towards Mrs. Brummel.

STAN
Mrs. Brummel. Are you okay?
PACEY
Jesus...

Mrs. Brummel moves under a shower head, letting the water soak her.

MRS. BRUMMEL
Please... help me...I can't breathe...

Stan moves toward her. Pacey stands, mortified, at the doorway.

STAN
Get help.

Pacey disappears. Stan turns back to Mrs. Brummel.

STAN
What's wrong, Mrs. Brummel?

She pulls him to her, holding him for dear life. Stan is taken back. Unsure of what to do, he wraps his arms around her, comforting her.

MRS. BRUMMEL
(a whisper in his ear)
I don't know what's happening.

Stan reaches down and pats her head gently when A CLUMP OF HER HAIR comes off in his hand. Stan stares at it, face aghast.

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28

EXT. JEFFERSON HIGH - LATER

p.34

THE BELL RINGS. School's out as students come barreling out the doors of Jefferson High.

29

INT. CORRIDOR - LATER

p.34

Stan and Pacey are in the outer office talking to Mrs. Olson.

STAN
Is Mrs. Brummel going to be okay?
OLSON
Stan, Mrs. Brummel's been diagnosed with cancer and she's on a lot of medication at the moment. It's causes disorientation. We were hoping she'd make it through the school year but unfortunately... I hope you can understand the sensitive nature of the situation.
STAN
Hey, I can keep it quiet.
OLSON
Pacey? Do you understand?

But Pacey isn't paying attention to Mrs. Olson. He's staring out the window. ANGLE THROUGH WINDOW

The football field can be seen. The sprinkler system is on, soaking the field. The Coach stands on the fifty yard line getting drenched. Unmoving, the Coach just stands there, soaking up the water. Pacey studies him. This is most bizarre.

MRS. OLSON
Pacey?

He turns to her.

PACEY
Sure, yeah, whatever...

Mrs. Olson smiles. Pacey, lost in thought, disappears.

30

INT. CORRIDOR -

p.34

Pacey is moving down the hallway when he spots the braless girl coming right at him. He turns and barrels around a corner, sliding behind an open door as the braless girl races by. He sighs a relief when...

MRS. OLSON
(o.c.)
Excuse me, Miss Burke, may I speak to you a moment?

Pacey turns to find Mrs. Olson stopping a Mrs. Burke in the hallway.

MRS. BURKE
What about?
MRS. OLSON
In private please.

She points toward the supply closet. Toward Pacey. He ducks. Mrs. Burke seems a bit curious but goes along. She enters the closet with a smiling Mrs. Olson following. The door closes revealing Pacey. Curious, he presses his head against the door when a hand grabs him from behind. It's Delilah.

DELILAH
I've been looking for you.
PACEY
What?
DELILAH
I need an accomplice.

She pulls him away from the door.

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INT. SCHOOL CORRIDOR - MINUTES LATER

p.35

The hallways have cleared out. The last remnants of the school day are quickly disappearing. Pacey has his camera.

DELILAH
I need a lead story. I have no page one.

Pacey follows her down the corridor. It's empty, except for a DELIVERY MAN. He wheels in jugs of galloned water. He moves by them.

PACEY
We think we found a new phylum in Biology. It's bizarre. Really bizarre. Mr. Furlong thinks it could be a new species.
DELILAH
Oooohhh. Let me race to the stands for that issue.
PACEY
You should see it. I think it's some weird shit.
DELILAH
Who gives a rat's ass? I want dirt.

They come to a door marked FACULTY LOUNGE.

PACEY
We can't go in there.
DELILAH
Look, little freakboy, you're with me--be brave.
32

INT. FACULTY LOUNGE - SAME

p.36

The lounge is empty. Several loud KNOCKS are heard. Then the door squeaks open and Delilah sticks her head in. The coast is clear. She pushes Pacey through the door and they enter.

PACEY
What are we looking for?
DELILAH
Anything.

Delilah immediately starts nosing around. She checks out the faculty mailboxes, opens drawers, cabinets. Finds a purse or two.

DELILAH
Nurse Burke is medicated.

Delilah is reading a prescription drug she's found in a purse. Pacey pushes open a supply closet and peruses it. He holds up an empty liquor bottle.

DELILAH
(eyeing it)
I exposed Mr. Tate's alcoholism last year. Nobody cares.

There's a noise at the door. Delilah and Pacey freak. They dive for the closet, closing the door behind them...leaving a slight crack. INSIDE THE CLOSET

Delilah and Pacey peek to see Mrs. Olson enter the lounge with Coach Willis. They move directly to the water cooler. Coach Willis pours water from the cooler and hands it to Mrs. Olson. She splashes it on her face. IN THE CLOSET

Delilah can't quite see. She gets bold, pushing the door open further to Pacey's frantic objections. BACK IN THE LOUNGE

MRS. OLSON
Where's Brummel?
COACH WILLIS
She didn't make it. Her body was too old. The heat got to her.
MRS. OLSON
Be careful of the climate. It compromises your nervous system. It makes one impulsive.
COACH WILLIS
Has the entire faculty been commuted?
MRS. OLSON
Almost.

IN THE CLOSET

Delilah and Pacey stare at each other. Clueless.

DELILAH
What the...??

BACK IN THE LOUNGE

Nurse Burke enters the room, she's COUGHING. She nods at the Coach and Mrs. Olson, moving across the room.

NURSE BURKE
What are you two still doing here? I thought I was the only one left.

The Coach and Mrs. Olson eye each other as Nurse Burke retrieves her purse. The Coach moves toward her with Mrs. Olson circling the center table, coming up behind her. She eyes them, popping a Comtrax.

NURSE BURKE
There are not enough drugs in the world.

Nurse Burke turns to the refrigerator, opens it, reaches in for some juice. INSIDE THE CLOSET

Delilah and Pacey watch through the crack as Mrs. Olson passes right by the closet, moving in on Nurse Burke. When Nurse Burke turns back from the frig she finds Coach Willis right in her face. This startles her, she steps, falling against the closet door, SLAMMING it shut.

INSIDE THE CLOSET

The door SLAMS shut. It's impact startling Delilah. She goes flying back against the back closet wall. She drops to the floor coming face to face with...

MRS. BRUMMEL Very much dead, sitting, propped upright in the corner of the closet. Her body stiff and pale. Depleted. Delilah LEAPS up in terror as Pacey grabs her, throwing his hands over her mouth, stifling her scream. But Del's hysterical. BACK IN THE LOUNGE

NURSE BURKE (cont'd)
Is something wrong?

Coach Willis takes her head in his hands and moves her entire body toward the faculty couch. Nurse Burke is so stunned, she doesn't fight.

NURSE BURKE (cont'd)
What are you doing?

The Coach sets her down on the couch. Mrs. Olson follows. IN THE CLOSET

Delilah is crazed, she fights Pacey, trying to break free. She pushes Pacey against a shelf. Supplies start to shift as the shelf upturns. Pacey grabs at it, stabilizing it, so as not to make noise. BACK IN THE LOUNGE

Miss Burke, aware something is wrong, is now struggling.

NURSE BURKE (cont'd)
Get off of me. Jesus.

The Coach has pushed her down on the faculty couch, straddling her. IN THE CLOSET

Pacey and Del drop to the floor. Pacey SSSHHHES her. They're both scared beyond belief, just inches from Brummel's lifeless corpse. BACK IN THE LOUNGE

Nurse Burke, shocked and stunned, is unable to fight back. She lays there KICKING and WRITHING underneath the Coach's strong body. Coach Willis gently, almost effortlessly bends over Burke's petrified face, turning her head, bringing his open mouth down to her ear. IN THE CLOSET

Pacey and Del, frozen still, listen as Nurse Burke's struggle comes to an end. All goes quiet. A deadly silence. Then... TAP! TAP!

Two pencils fall down on Pacey. He looks up to see a large box of pencils overturned on its side. They're slowly dislodging. Pacey's eyes widen...oh shit! A pencil breaks free, rolling from the box and over the edge of the shelf, falling down.

Pacey reaches out, grabbing it, before it can hit the floor and make noise. Delilah sees what's happening as another pencil falls. Pacey, frantic, reaches out, catches it, but another comes fast behind it. He can't keep up with them. Delilah tries to help as the pencils begin to rain down. Pacey stands up, reaching for the box of pencils as they give way. Dozens of pencils come CRASHING down on top of them, SPLATTERING to the floor. The noise undeniable. Pacey and Del cringe. Pencils roll under the door into: THE LOUNGE

Olson and Willis turn in unison toward the closet...then to each other. Their faces expressionless. They move to the door, Willis reaching it first. He rips it opens... BAM!

He's assaulted with the end of a long broom. It comes BLASTING out at him, catching him in the gut. He bellies over as Pacey and Del rocket from the closet. Del SMACKS Mrs. Olson, sending her sprawling.

PACEY
RUN!!

But Delilah needs no incentive. She flies towards the door, Pacey right behind her as Willis and Olson recover, unaffected. Delilah reaches for the doorknob when... A HAND GRABS HOLD OF HER

She SCREAMS, looking down to see Nurse Burke sit upright, she appears unharmed from the Coach and Mrs. Olson. In fact, she's now one of them. Her eyes wide, her face blank and cold. Pacey appears, shoving Burke backwards, pulling Del free. They throw open the door and take off.

33

INT. CORRIDOR - SAME

p.39

A long, empty corridor. It's later and the hall lights have been turned off. It's dark and shadowed. Del and Pacey tear down it, slipping on the slick floor. They skid around a corner, running dead smack into... PRINCIPAL DRAKE, who is very much alive. They SCREAM.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
What's going on here?

Principal Drake towers over them. With her face heavily made up she appears very wicked.

DELILAH
Miss Drake...please..you've got to help us. They're after us...they killed Mrs. Brummel...

Delilah is too frightened to be articulate. Principal Drake stares at them.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Who killed who? What are you talking about?

Miss Drake seems truly concerned, if not confused.

DELILAH
Coach Willis...
PACEY
..and Mrs. Olson.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
You've lost me. Calm down, please.

Suddenly, a NOISE behind them. They turn to see Mr. Tate approach.

MR. TATE
What's going on?
PACEY
Ask Nurse Burke, she'll tell you. They attacked her.
MR. TATE
Who attacked who? Miss Drake, what's going on?
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
I don't know. I joined this already in progress.

Pacey tries to be the voice of reason.

PACEY
Look, something really weird is going on here. Mrs. Brummel wigged out in the shower today, then we found her body in the faculty closet...
MR. TATE
What were you doing in the faculty closet?
DELILAH
That's not the point. Jesus...
PACEY
Then, Coach Willis and Mrs. Olson attacked Nurse Burke.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Why would they do that?
DELILAH
They've gone psycho.

The Principal glances to Mr. Tate. She rolls her eyes a bit.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Let's go to my office and clear this up.

Suddenly, Nurse Burke appears at the end of the hall. She appears normal, however, she's no longer coughing.

DELILAH
There's Nurse Burke, ask her.

Then, suddenly Coach Willis and Mrs. Olson appear behind her. They stand spread out across the corridor like a barrier. Pacey turns back to Miss Drake who looks at him expressionless.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Ah, now we can get to the bottom of this.

Pacey eyes Delilah. Something's not right here. In an instant, he breaks through Drake and Mr. Tate.

PACEY
Run Delilah.

She breaks free too. They go running down the hall. Principal Drake looks to see them tearing down the hall. She turns back to the others. They wait for her instructions. She merely shakes her head. Don't bother.

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INT. ANOTHER CORRIDOR - SECONDS LATER

p.41

Pacey and Delilah come racing down an empty, darkened hallway. Pacey slips on the slick floor, he stumbles. When he looks up, Delilah has left him in the dust.

PACEY
Delilah...wait.

But she's gone. She disappears out of an exit door, into the sunlight. Pacey comes to his feet and races after her, but she's long gone.

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35

EXT. JEFFERSON HIGH SCHOOL - LATE AFTERNOON

p.41

The sun is starting to set as a police car, SIRENS WAILING, lights flashing, races into the parking lot.

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36

INT. SCHOOL OFFICE - SAME

p.41

Principal Drake is leading TWO POLICE OFFICERS down the hall. Behind them is Pacey with his PARENTS--an attractive middle-aged couple. They arrive at the Faculty Lounge door. One of the officers, a capable young man, turns to Pacey.

OFFICER
In here?
PACEY
Yes. Her body was in the closet.

Principal Drake opens the door with smooth precision. Leading them into: FACULTY LOUNGE where Coach Willis and Mrs. Olson are sitting. Pacey tenses when he sees them.

COACH WILLIS
Hey, Pacey. Sorry about the mix up earlier.

The officers stare at Pacey.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Apparently there's been a misunderstanding.

Pacey's father steps forward.

PACEY'S DAD
Still if we could just see inside the closet.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Certainly.

They all crowd in, moving to the closet door. Drake throws it open to reveal a tidy closet. Sitting on the floor, leaning against the back wall is... A WOMAN'S BODY

One of the cops races forward only to find a full-bodied CPR doll.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Meet Resusitation Annie. We use her to train the students in CPR. I guess she does favor Mrs. Brummel slightly.

All eyes go to Pacey. He's quickly looking like the boy who cried wolf.

PACEY
No, they put that there.

Pacey's parents eye their son. They want to believe him.

PACEY'S MOM
So where is Mrs. Brummel?
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Mrs. Brummel wasn't feeling well today. She went home early.

Pacey's mom and dad eye each other. The cops stare at Pacey, then each other.

PACEY
Look, I'm not making this up. You gotta find Delilah. OFFICER #1 We called Delilah. She's not home. Her mom says she keeps odd hours.
PACEY
She was here with me. She saw it too. They attacked Nurse Burke.
PACEY'S MOM
What's going on here, Miss Drake?
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Nurse Burke is epileptic. She's prone to Grand Mal's.
COACH WILLIS
She had an attack.
OLSON
But luckily she keeps her medicine in her purse. We were able to help.

This registers across Pacey's face.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
We think it was caused by this terrible cold she had. I took her home myself. You can call her if you like.

Pacey is quickly losing any and all credibility. He's even begun to doubt himself. It's all over his face. OFFICER #2 Yes, I guess we should. It's procedure.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
You can use the phone in my office.

Drake leads them out the door. The Coach calls to Pacey.

COACH WILLIS
That was some fast running you did down the hall, son. Our team could sure use your speed.
PACEY'S DAD
Did you hear that? He said you had speed. Good luck in the game tomorrow, Coach.

They exit.

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37

INT. SCHOOL OUTER OFFICE - MINUTES LATER

p.43

Everyone is in the school office, looking very tired and agitated. Principal Drake leads the male officer to her office. The officer nods "gimme a sec" to his female partner.

38

INT. PRINCIPAL'S OFFICE - SAME

p.43

A small but fitting office. Principal Drake closes the door, then moves around her desk. She reaches for the phone, takes the receiver and hands it to the young officer.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
There you are.

The officer takes the phone, bringing it to his ear. We see something attached to the phone receiver for a split second before the officer covers it with his ear.

39

INT. SCHOOL OFFICE - SAME

p.44
PACEY'S MOM
He needs help, Will. This is merely a symptom of a greater problem.

THUMP! A noise comes from the principal's office as if a chair was overturned. Pacey spins around, facing the door. The woman police officer looks too. Pacey's parents are indifferent.

PACEY'S MOM
Evelyn knows a doctor downtown. I'll make an appointment.
PACEY
I don't need a doctor. I know what I saw.

But Pacey's certainty rings hollow. Even to himself. Suddenly, the principal's door swings open and Drake appears, followed by the young officer. Pacey eyes him closely. He appears exasperated...slightly dizzy. A knowing suspicion overcomes Pacey.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
We just spoke with Mrs. Brummel and Nurse Burke.
PACEY
(to himself)
They got him.

Pacey's parents look at him. The male officer, who's completely recovered now, turns to his partner. OFFICER #2 There's nothing here. Let's go. Pacey's mom turns to Principal Drake apologetically.

PACEY'S MOM
I am so sorry, Miss Drake. Perhaps if we spoke in private we could figure out a solution...
PACEY
No!

Pacey steps forward, thinking fast. He turns to his mom and dad.

PACEY (cont'd)
You're right. Maybe I should see this woman--this doctor. I'll go. Please, Mom?

Pacey's parents look at him. His face is beyond desparation. The father just wants outta there. Pacey turns to his mother. He gives her that special mother/son look. It gets to her. She turns to Principal Drake.

PACEY'S MOM
We'll take care of this at home, Miss Drake. I apologize for any trouble my son has caused.

Principal Drake gives them all a silent once over, then breaks out into a smile.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
I can see how it all got out of hand. It's a rather bizarre series of events.
PACEY MOM
Yes. Well, then...

Pacey turns, catching Principal Drake's stare as they move out the door.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
We'll see you tomorrow, Pacey.

Her smile chills him.

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40

EXT. PACEY'S HOUSE - LATER

p.45

Stars shine over a small family home in a quiet neighborhood.

41

INT. PACEY'S BEDROOM - SAME

p.45

Simple. Messy. Pacey is standing in the corner while his father upturns the room. He's on a search, checking under the bed, spilling out drawers, etc. Pacey's mom stands in the doorway. Her face distressed.

PACEY'S DAD
What are you on, son?

The search is coming to an end. His dad is on a mission.

PACEY'S MOM
Check his school books. They hide the drugs in the spine of the book. I saw it on DATELINE.

His father grabs a book, leafing through it at first, then ripping the book apart.

PACEY
I'm not on drugs! That's government property, Dad.

His father is exasperated. This is getting him nowhere.

PACEY'S DAD
We love you, son. We want to help.
PACEY
Then believe me. I'm telling the truth. Something weird is going on at school. The teachers... something's happened to them. Just let me call Delilah, please.

His father grows angry again. He moves to Pacey's desk and unplugs his telephone, confiscating it.

PACEY'S DAD
No phone. You're privileges are over. You'll go straight to school and then home. Got it?
PACEY
I'm not going back to that school. They're waiting for me.
PACEY'S DAD
You'll be there if I have to tie you to a school desk myself.

Pacey is at a loss. He watches as his dad unplugs his stereo.

PACEY'S DAD
No stereo...
PACEY'S MOM
His porno.
PACEY'S DAD
No flogging the bishop.

Pacey's dad reaches under his mattress and pulls out a coupla magazines. He heads for the door. Pacey is scared, panicked.

PACEY
I can't go back to school. Please.
PACEY'S DAD
(turning to him)
We're gonna get you help son, don't worry.

The door closes. Pacey leaps to his closet, grabs his jacket, puts it on. Races to his desk, scribbles a note, puts it on his bed pillow and then moves to the window.

He lifts the pane and crawls through. OUTSIDE THE HOUSE

A huge oak tree runs up the side of the house. Pacey balances himself on the window's ledge. He reaches out for the nearest branch, when he sees... A FIGURE

standing on the sidewalk, dark and shadowed. He can't see a face but the body is unmistakable. It's Coach Willis. The Coach stands there, unmoving.

Then he sees another SHAPE, standing next to him. A woman--Mrs. Olson. Next to her stands the shape of Mr. Tate. Their faces hidden. But undeniably, the faculty. Pacey, horror stricken, starts back for the window. He slips, loses his footing, falling... BAM! His body lands hard in the shrubs next to the house. He looks up to see the FIGURES moving for him. Their steps unified... quick and precise. He brings himself to his feet quickly as Mrs. Olson reaches out for him, her arm grabbing Pacey's collar as he rounds a corner, running smack into... HIS FATHER

Pacey SCREAMS.

PACEY'S DAD
What are you doing out here?
PACEY
They're here, Dad.

Pacey turns to the yard, the sidewalk. There's no one. Nothing. They've completely disappeared.

PACEY'S DAD
Get in the house. NOW.

Pacey clutches his dad's arm, looking back to the empty yard.

PACEY
I'm losing it. I'm really losing it.

Pacey and his dad move inside the house. Mother watches from the window.

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42

EXT. JEFFERSON HIGH - MORNING - ESTABLISHING

p.47

The morning sun shines high over the school as STUDENTS arrive to campus.

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43

INT. CAR - SAME

p.47

Pacey and his dad pull up to the front of the school. Pacey sits in silent terror. A moment as the car idles. Students come and go around them.

PACEY'S DAD
Go on, son.
PACEY
(quietly, simply)
Please, Dad, I'm begging you.

His dad remains silent.

PACEY'S DAD
Come home right after school. Your mom's looking into a doctor.

It's a lost cause. His father is unbending. Pacey looks to the front of the school. He opens the car door and steps out. He notices the delivery truck parked in front of them. Jugs of water are being delivered. Pacey begins to walk up the school steps. He turns to see his dad watching, waiting to make sure he enters the building. SCHOOL ENTRANCE Pacey walks up the steps to enter through the front door. He sees Coach Willis has stopped to talk to his father. Coach leans down in his father's window. Pacey stands frozen, watching them, studying their exchange. Pacey, then bolts back out the door and down the steps. Pacey moves alongside the building, passing through the shrubs, trying to stay out of view when... HANDS GRAB HIM

Before he can fight, he finds himself lifted up and carried off by an army of ANGRY GIRLS, all of whom are led by the BRALESS GIRL. They carry him high, like a trophy, marching along side the building, slapping and swatting at him. They reach a secluded corner and dump him.

BRALESS GIRL
Payback is hell.

[Passage omitted from this transcription: printed page 48 / PDF page 49.]

[Passage omitted from this transcription: printed page 49 / PDF page 50.]

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44

INT. FACULTY LOUNGE - MINUTES LATER

p.49

The teachers move about in a business as usual fashion but if one would look close they would notice the coffee machine is untouched. It is not this mornings focus. Most of the action seems to be around the water cooler.

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45

INT. CORRIDOR - MORNING

p.49

STUDENTS come and go. Pacey, wearing sweats, moves down the hall, lost in a sea of students. Down the corridor comes Principal Drake. Pacey detours, moving the other way. He spots the library doors, sees a group of STUDENTS entering. He gets lost in them.

46

INT. LIBRARY - SECONDS LATER

p.49

Pacey moves through the library. He immediately sees Mrs. Olson behind the circulation desk. He moves behind a book shelf, eyeing her. He goes unnoticed. He eyes the card catalog. He scans the catalog, finds the letter "I" and pulls the entire drawer from the card catalog. He's searching titles that start with the letter "I". He moves fast, coming quickly to what he's looking for.

INVASION OF THE BODY SNATCHERS (SCIENCE FICTION)

BY JACK FINNEY

Location: FIC-JF100.12

FIRESIDE PRINTING 1989

ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED BY DELL IN 1955 UNDER THE TITLE

THE BODY SNATCHERS. THIS IS A REVISED AND UPDATED EDITION. Pacey rips the card from the drawer and takes off in search of the book.

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47

INT. MR. TATE'S CLASSROOM - MINUTES LATER

p.50

Just before the late bell. Stan enters and takes his seat. Behind him, enters Stokely. She's following Stan obviously. Marybeth taking notice, approaches.

MARYBETH
So go talk to him.
STOKELY
No way.

Marybeth shoves an unwilling Stokely forward, encouraging her to approach Stan. One last fatal shove sends her SLAMMING into Stan's desk. Stan looks up.

STOKELY
I'm unbalanced.
STAN
No shit.

Stokely takes the seat next to him. Marybeth gives her a thumbs up.

STOKELY
Ready for the big game?
STAN
I quit the team.
STOKELY
No way. Are you serious?
(leans in)
Why?

He looks at her and smiles.

STAN
It's stupid.

She seems genuinely interested.

STOKELY
No really.
STAN
I just got tired of everybody looking up to me, you know? The team, the coach--the teachers...last year after we won the 2A conference...
STOKELY
Thanks to you and your completed passes...
STAN
You follow the games? I wouldn't have guessed that...anyway, I made a D on a chemistry test right after and Mr. Furlong changed it to an A. Said I deserved it for having such a strong arm. It really
STAN (cont'd)
bugged me, you know. I studied hard for that D. I deserved that D.

Stokely sits down beside him.

STAN
It scared me, that's all. I just wish people would leave me alone.
STOKELY
Me too.

He looks at her. Smiles. Stokely smiles back. A connection is made. The last bell RINGS. Students take their seats as Mr. Tate stands at the front of the class. He drinks bottled water. He appears fresh. Not at all the sluggish coffee lush from yesterday.

MR. TATE
Okay, class, today I thought we would do a living family history. I want you all to take out a piece of paper and write down all living members of your family. Start with your immediate family, those living with you, but then include your nearest living relatives...

The class GROANS.

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48

INT. MISS HARPER'S CLASS - MINUTES LATER

p.51

Miss Harper stands before the class.

MISS HARPER
Crusoe dreamed of freeing himself from his fearful, solitary existence. He dreamed of a life without fear...

An announcement comes over the intercom. It's Principal Drake.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
(via PA)
Your attention please. Will the following students please report to the office? Tina Dannhausen, Gil Gold, Robbie Mercer.

A student gets up and heads for the office. Others comment. "What's up?" "Dude, they got you." The student looks back and smiles. This all seems innocent. Miss Harper allows for the interruption, taking the moment to steal a glance at Zeke.

MISS HARPER
Crusoe possessed the same fear that all humans share. The fear of being alone.
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49

EXT. STUDENT COMMONS - LUNCH

p.52

Students move about enjoying their break. Zeke moves about the campus. He sees the FUCK YOU COUPLE against the wall. The guy sits still, complacent. The girl is badgering him, pushing on him.

FUCK YOU GIRL
Do something, you little puke.

She SLAPS him. He doesn't slap back. He merely looks at her consoling. His fire is gone. The girl has had it. She storms off.

FUCK YOU GIRL (cont'd)
Well, fuck you, you pussy.

She passes by Zeke, muttering to herself. He catches part of it. "Fucking gone weird and shit...". This registers with Zeke. He looks back to the fuck you guy. He sits, undaunted. He spots Marybeth, standing alone, looking lost. He saunters over.

ZEKE
Hi there. Remember me?
MARYBETH
You're Zeke from Biology.
ZEKE
And you're Marybeth from Atlanta.
MARYBETH
You've been doing your homework.
ZEKE
I'm opposed to homework actually. I just believe there are some things you have to know.
MARYBETH
Really? So if you don't do your homework how'd you get to be so smart?
ZEKE
I'm cursed.

She smiles at him. Just then, the TWO FUCKUPS approach Zeke. FUCKUP #1 Dude, we need SKAT!

ZEKE
(to Marybeth)
Excuse me.
MARYBETH
See ya around, Zeke.

Marybeth walks off. Zeke watches her go. FUCKUP #2 Come on, man, we can't deal. There's some weird shit going on here.

ZEKE
What weird shit?
MRS. BURKE
(off camera)
What's going on here?

Zeke turns to find Mrs. Burke staring at him with eyes of fire.

ZEKE
Not today, Mrs. Burke, I'm clean.

Zeke starts off, but Burke blocks his path.

ZEKE
I got zero tolerance today.
MRS. BURKE
Eat shit, Zeke. I'm the one with no tolerance--you wasted little rat turd.

Zeke stops cold. The fuck ups look at each other. They're all shocked at Burke's badass attitude. FUCK UP #1 Ouch. Comeback. The Fuckups take off as Burke gets all in Zeke's face. He tries to stand tough but the new Mrs. Burke has completely floored him.

MRS. BURKE
I've taken your sewer shit mouth for far too long you worthless drug-induced excuse for a human being.
ZEKE
Whoa, woman. What are you on?

A few students have taken note of their exchange. Zeke becomes self- conscious as Burke bulldozes him.

MRS. BURKE
I'm sick of you, Zeke. And if I see you peddling your little wonder dust again, I'll bust your ass in more ways than one.

A sweaty Burke lunges for him, shoving an unexpected Zeke backwards. He almost falls over. A few SNICKERS from the onlookers. Zeke is burned. He storms off.

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50

INT. CORRIDOR - FEW MINUTES LATER

p.54

The hall is quiet. Most students are outside for lunch. Pacey moves down the hall when he sees the Braless Girl posting something on the wall. She turns and sees him, smiling with pure evil.

[Passage omitted from this transcription: printed page 54 / PDF page 55.]

Stokely moves down the hall.

PACEY
Hey, Stoke. Gotta second?

She turns to him.

STOKELY
Whaddya want?
PACEY
You're a Trekkie, right?
STOKELY
Go away.

She takes off. He chases after her.

PACEY
But you're into sci-fi right?
STOKELY
Sci-fi fan does not a Trekkie make. STAR TREK is amateur night. And why am I talking to you?
PACEY
I need your help.

She eyes him. He looks desperate.

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51

INT. SCHOOL OFFICE - LATER

p.55

Several students sit in chairs lined up outside of the principal's office. The SCHOOL SECRETARY moves about behind the office counter. A lady in her fifties. Stan enters and approaches the counter.

STAN
Excuse me, could you tell me how Mrs. Brummel is doing?
SECRETARY
(without looking up)
She's sick. She'll be out for a few days.

He turns to leave when he hears...

BOY'S VOICE
(off camera)
Yo, Academia, whatsup?

Stan spots a friend, GABE, a big jock of a guy. His name was called earlier over the loud speaker.

STAN
Gabe, what are you doing?
GABE
Got called to the office. You're not pissed, are you?
STAN
About what?
GABE
I'm the new team captain.
STAN
Yeah? No, man, congrats.
GABE
Man, we're gonna miss you. How can you leave us?

Stan ignores his question, motions to the others sitting and waiting.

STAN
What's going on?
GABE
They got the nurse in there checking for lime ticks or some shit like that. Sorry you're not playing, dude. It ain't right.

Just then, the principal's office door opens and a YOUNG GIRL appears, being led by Principal Drake. She stumbles a bit, confused and disoriented. She moves by Stan.

STAN
Hey, Tina...

She turns to him as if she didn't recognize her own name. Then she moves out the door. Principal Drake looks to Gabe, motioning to him.

GABE
Later, dude.

He disappears inside the principal's office as Drake shuts the door. Stan's mind is racing. He looks back to the two office assistants. Then to the other students waiting. Something is not right here.

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52

INT. EMPTY CLASSROOM - MINUTES LATER

p.56

Pacey and Stokely are in mid-discussion.

PACEY
..and then they chased us but we got away.
STOKELY
Where's Delilah now?
PACEY
I can't find her.
STOKELY
And this all started when Mrs. Brummel did a Demi in the boy's locker room?
PACEY
I think so. Look, I've been doing some homework. Are you familiar with INVASION OF THE BODY SNATCHERS?
STOKELY
The movie or the book?
PACEY
Either.
STOKELY
It was several movies. One in '94, one in '78, and the original in '57 which was based on the book THE BODY SNATCHERS by Jack Finney.
PACEY
Which was published in 1954.

Stokely is irritated but still intrigued. This is, afterall, her main subject.

STOKELY
So?
PACEY
I think something is taking over our school.

A moment as this registers on Stokely. Pacey watches, her response is uncertain. And then...

STOKELY
You're tweakin'.
PACEY
Hear me out.
STOKELY
It's a story somebody made up, dingus. THE BODY SNATCHERS is located in the fiction section of the library.
PACEY
So is SCHINDLER'S LIST, look, all fiction is based on some truth, right? What does Miss Harper teach us in English 101? Write what you know. This Jack Finney guy, I read his bio, grew up in Mill Valley, California, not much bigger than our little town here. How do we know he didn't encounter aliens in his high school which led him to write a book about alien invasion? Where does truth end and fiction begin?
STOKELY
You're that person, you know that. That person who's confusing reality with fantasy. You really should stay away from mass media entertainment. You could be dangerous.

Pacey is in complete desperation mode. Stokely's not buying it.

PACEY
How do you know that's not the conspiracy? Maybe the X-Files is right. Where do all these movies come from anyway? How do we know Spielberg, Lucas, Sonnenfeld, Emmerich - haven't been visited by aliens? Maybe they're aliens themselves. Maybe they're simply preparing us for what's to come.
STOKELY
You're brain toast.

She starts off but Pacey stops her.

PACEY
I had you pegged for a Mulder, not a Scully. This is what they're counting on, don't you see? They've created such a make-believe existence who would believe it if it really happened.

His argument is starting to make sense. Stokely refuses to go for it.

STOKELY
You're outta your fuckin' mind. You're saying that pod people are taking over our school?
PACEY
I think so, yes.
STOKELY
But your conspiracy theory is flawed.
PACEY
How so?
STOKELY
For starters, Jack Finney's THE BODY SNATCHERS was a blatant rip off of THE PUPPET MASTERS by Robert Heinlen. So, you can completely disregard that entire work.
PACEY
PUPPET, SNATCHERS--whatever--my point is they're here, they've been here, and they're here again.
STOKELY
In the BODY SNATCHERS they were pods. So where are they? Where are the pods?
PACEY
There're no pods. It's something else. In this PUPPET MASTERS book? What were they?
STOKELY
Parasites.

Pacey just stares at her.

PACEY
Yeah?
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53

INT. BIOLOGY LAB - A MINUTE LATER

p.58

The door swings opens, revealing Pacey and Stokely. ANGLE ON the aquarium. It is completely empty. Drained of it's water.

STOKELY
No way, Pacey.
PACEY
If you were gonna take over the world would you blow up the White House INDEPENDENCE DAY style or sneak in quietly through the back door?

They look to each other. Suddenly FURLONG appears in front of them from inside the room.

FURLONG
Can I help you?

They both jump. Furlong stares at them, his face solemn.

PACEY
The...uh...thing I found yesterday. Where is it?
FURLONG
I sent it up to the university.
STOKELY
And do they know what it is?

Mr. Furlong eyes hold on them. He quietly licks his dry lips. Then shrugs. Pacey and Stokely head down the hall.

54

INT. SCHOOL CORRIDOR - SAME

p.59

Stokely and Pacey move down the hallway.

STOKELY
Nice set of coincidences but I'm not gonna bite.
PACEY
Whaddya mean?
STOKELY
I'm a little out there, but it's a reality based "out there" you know?

She starts off. Over the PA system comes an announcement.

VOICE
(over the intercom)
Will the following persons please report to the office. Mary Bloor, Mike Miller, Stokely Casen...

Stokely hears this. She turns to Pacey. She's shaken to the point of near believability. But she just won't cross the line.

STOKELY
Later.
PACEY
Wait. Don't.

She disappears around the corner. Pacey follows her. He sees a line of students waiting outside the school office doors. Stokely gets in line when... A HAND GRABS HIM FROM BEHIND. Pacey jumps out of his skin. Stan appears.

STAN
Hey, Pace, you seen Delilah today?
PACEY
No, man.
STAN
I need to find her. There's some weird shit going on here so if you see her...
PACEY
What kind of weird shit?
STAN
You wouldn't believe me if I told you.

Pacey eyes him. "Just try me."

55

EXT. SCHOOL -

p.60

Zeke spots the TWO FUCK-UPS and moves to them.

ZEKE
Guys, the doctor is in.

They look at him, their behavior a little abrupt. FUCKUP #1 Nah, dude, gonna chill. FUCKUP #2 Take a pass. They scurry off. Zeke is perplexed. He looks about him. - He sees the Fuck You couple. They walk down the corridor hand in hand. No fighting, hitting...nothing. They appear very content and untroubled. -He sees GROUP OF GUYS smoking. They lean against the building talking, cigarettes in their mouths. Only the cigarettes aren't lit.

Zeke grows majorly suspect.

56

INT. HANDICAPPED BATHROOM - A MINUTE LATER

p.60

Pacey and Stan piece their information together.

STAN
Jesus Christ! I don't believe it. I mean I do but I don't. It's crazy.
PACEY
You saw Mrs. Brummel yourself--in the shower. It started with the teachers but now...
STAN
They've been calling students to the office all day. They had Gabe and Tina.
PACEY
Gabe is the new team captain, Tina the president of the student council...
STAN
They're getting people in power.

Stan nods. He's starting to freak. Suddenly, the door opens, a FIGURE steps in. Stan, in jock mode, grabs the Figure and throws it up against the wall. The Figure wears a cap and an over-sized boy's letterman jacket.

VOICE
Hey, easy...it's me.

Stan steps back to discover Delilah. She's incognito, with her hair bundled up in her hat and eye glasses on.

STAN
What are you doing?
DELILAH
Hiding out.
STAN
I didn't know you wore glasses.
DELILAH
Contacts.
PACEY
What happened to you? I called you...I've been looking everywhere.
DELILAH
You think I'm in drag for the aesthetics. They're after me. They called me to the office. I didn't know what to do. I saw you guys come in here.
PACEY
Where did you go yesterday? Did you tell your parents?
DELILAH
I was home. My mom didn't believe me. She drinks, it was a nightmare. Look, we gotta get outta here.
STAN
Let's think for a second. Use our brains.

Stan thinks a moment.

STAN
Put your hat back on. Pacey you stay behind me. They're not looking for me. I haven't been called yet.

When they exit, the bathroom stall door opens and Zeke appears. He heard their whole exchange. He moves to the door in disbelief.

57

INT. SCHOOL CORRIDOR - MOMENTS LATER

p.62

Stan plays team captain. He leads the way with Pacey and Delilah behind him. He turns to them.

STAN
Stay calm. If we get separated--meet in the student parking lot. Be cool. Don't look panicked.

They move down the corridor and spot a line of STUDENTS waiting outside the office.

DELILAH
Oh shit.
STAN
Play cool.

They pass Mr. Tate who walks by them. He eyes them, starts to stop but continues on. They approach the students standing in line. Pacey sees Stokely about to enter the office --he goes to Stokely at the front of the line. Stan tries to stop him.

STAN
Pacey...

Stan and Delilah spot Mr. Tate. They've gotten his attention. They eye each other and go the other way, leaving Pacey behind. Pacey approaches Stokely. She moves into the office.

PACEY
Stokely--don't.

She turns back and looks to him. She rolls her eyes. "Go away." She disappears inside the office. The door shuts in his face.

58

INT. OUTER OFFICE - SAME

p.62

Stokely enters the outer office. She immediately encounters Mrs. Olson who takes her by the arm.

MRS. OLSON
This way.

Stokely looks about her. She sees the nurses office door open and a MALE STUDENT step out. He's disoriented, he's being guided by Principal Drake. Dizzy, he bumps into Stokely. Mrs. Olson helps him as Drake takes Stokely over, escorting her to Nurse Burke.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
This way, Stokely. How are you today?

Stokely instantly knows this isn't right. Something is deadly wrong.

STOKELY
What's going on, Miss Drake?

Not missing a beat.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Yearly ear check.
STOKELY
We didn't have an ear check last year.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
New procedure. It's mandatory.

Nurse Burke gives her a pursed smile.

NURSE BURKE
Nothing to worry about. It takes two seconds.

The door closes behind her. Nurse Burke motions her to a chair. Stokely takes a seat--against all better judgement. She doesn't know what to do. Nurse Burke approaches with her ear instrument. An otoscope. Stokely is starting to shiver. Nurse Burke places the instrument up to Stokely's ear. Stokely looks up at Principal Drake. The look on her face is chilling. What she doesn't see is that Nurse Burke is slowly opening her mouth. Something is moving inside, and it's not her tongue. THE DOOR BURSTS OPEN. Stokely spins around to find Pacey in the doorway. Drake and Burke both turn to him.

PACEY
Stokely. C'mon.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
What are you doing?

Principal Drake and Nurse Burke both come at him. But Stokely is there, she wastes no time. She plows through them. Principal Drake seems to take something from Nurse Burke and spins around, grabbing Stokely's wrist. CLOSE ON HER ARM as a small parasite slides up her sleeve. Stokely pries free and exits with Pacey.

59

INT. OUTER OFFICE - SAME

p.64

Pacey and Stokely race through the outer office to the doors.

60

INT. SCHOOL CORRIDOR - SAME

p.64

Stokely and Pacey race out of the office. They run away from the line, down the hallway, around a corner. Pacey has hold of Stokely. He's sprinting. Stokely slows.

STOKELY
Wait. Something's on me.

Stokely stops. She claws at her arm.

STOKELY (cont'd)
Something's on my arm. God, I can feel it.

She pulls her jacket off. She rips open the sleeve of her shirt just in time to see the worm-like organism imbedded onto her arm. It's attached, and starting to eat away at her skin.

PACEY
Oh my God!
STOKELY (cont'd)
Get it off me....

She shoves her wrist at Pacey and turns away, not wanting to look. Pacey, thinking fast, grabs the crumpled [description omitted: printed page 64 / PDF page 65] from his pant pocket and readies it to grab the parasite. Just as he reaches for it, the creature completes eating it's entry point open and disappears under Stokely's skin. Pacey freaks!

STOKELY
Oh God, where is it? I can't feel it. Get it off of me.
PACEY
It's not on you, it's...
STOKELY
Get it off me!

Pacey rips her shirt open from the sleeve on up. He finds the parasite traveling up her arm to her shoulder. Stokely starts to careen back and forth as if she's about to faint. Her knees buckle and she falls to the floor.

STOKELY
DO SOMETHING!

Pacey is horrified. The worm travels past her shoulder up to her neck.

PACEY
It's moving up your spine.
STOKELY (cont'd)
Please...get it out...it's going to my brain, Pacey, it's going to get me. Please.

Pacey takes two fingers and tries to stop it's movement, holding it in place midneck. He presses his fingers together...pinching it. He has his book bag on his shoulder. He reaches for it with one hand, opens it. Then, he squeezes hard, pressing his fingers together...trapping it...and then...it breaks off, moving into two worms (like it did in the aquarium earlier)

PACEY (cont'd)
Shit!

He traps one of the worms and squeezes roughly. THE WORM ERUPTS THROUGH THE SKIN

ripping flesh...flying through the air. It flops right into his bag. Stokely CRIES IN PAIN.

PACEY (cont'd)
There's another.

Pacey follows it up her neck and around her face. It travels up the side of her nose and towards her eye.

PACEY
I'm going to take it out through your tear duct. Hold on.

Pacey traps it in the corner of her eye. He presses hard as it begins to squeeze out of her tear duct.

The worm-like feeler curls and wiggles back and forth. Pacey grabs hold of it with his fingers and YANKS it, slinging it into the book bag. Pacey zips the bag up as Stokely collapses to the floor. He goes to Stokely, checking her wound. He places her jacket around her, covering her. Stokely is a WHIMPERING MESS. He looks up to see Coach Willis and Mrs. Olson at the end of the hall.

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61

INT. SCHOOL CORRIDOR - SAME

p.65

Zeke sees the line at the school office. He watches it curiously when Marybeth spots him.

MARYBETH
Hey, you, Zeke, did you get called too?
ZEKE
Don't get in line.
MARYBETH
But I have to. I was called.
ZEKE
Don't ask any questions. Just follow me.
MARYBETH
Sounds devious.
ZEKE
It is. C'mon. It'll be fun.

Marybeth obeys, completely unaware of what's going on.

MARYBETH
You're lucky I'm the new girl and desperately trying to fit in.
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62

EXT. STUDENT PARKING LOT - MOMENTS LATER

p.66

Pacey and Stokely walk quickly through the parking lot, Pacey helping her walk straight to avoid suspicion. Students are everywhere, and it seems like the entire student body is STARING AT THEM... Pacey and Stokely see Stan and Delilah in the parking lot and rush over to them. The paranoia thickens.

STAN
I thought I'd lost you guys. What happened?

He sees Stokely has been hurt. He goes to her.

STAN (cont'd)
You okay?

She nods. Stan puts his arm around her. Delilah takes note.

PACEY
Later. Let's just get outta here.
MR. FURLONG
Why aren't you in class?

Pacey spins around facing Mr Furlong.

PACEY
I wasn't feeling well and the nurse said I could go home.
MR. FURLONG
You're not feeling well?
PACEY
Yeah, I think it's a bug going around.
MR. FURLONG
And you saw the nurse?
PACEY
Look, Mr. Furlong, we know what's going on.

He eyes Pacey, stepping forward. Stan intercepts.

STAN
Stay back, Mr. Furlong.

Mr. Furlong takes Stan by the arm. Stan pulls away but Mr. Furlong's grip is tight. Stan tries to yank free but Furlong's grip is beyond strong. There's something inhuman about it.

Just then, Zeke comes up behind Furlong...who senses it, spinning around... grabbing Zeke with his other hand. Zeke winces at Furlong's death grip.

ZEKE
Shit...what the...

Zeke is amazed at Furlong's superhuman strength. Zeke's eyes meet Furlong's. For a split second, it looks as if something crawls just underneath Furlong's skin, below his eye. It's too quick to be sure. Zeke double-takes.

Zeke's free hand finds it's way into his leather jacket. It finds a Bic pen loaded with his drug. He rips forward with it, striking up at Furlong.

MARYBETH
Oh my God.

The Bic pen SLAMS through Mr. Furlong's glasses and into his face, lodging into his eye. Furlong stumbles back as the pen releases its contents into him. Mr. Furlong's body starts writhing and squirming as the drug takes hold. He CRIES out in a most inhuman way. He spins around in pain, clutching his face then collapsing to the ground. His body goes still.

ZEKE (cont'd)
What the fuck?

Zeke kicks at his body, making sure he's dead.

MARYBETH
What are you doing? Stop it.
STOKELY
It's okay, Marybeth.
MARYBETH
What do you mean? He just killed Mr. Furlong.
PACEY
It wasn't Mr. Furlong.

Stan is having misgivings.

STAN
There's no proof.
PACEY
I have proof. And it's real.

He hold up his book bag.

STAN
We've killed the fucking biology teacher. We're going go down for that. They'll find his body and we're finished.

Zeke reaches down and grabs hold of Furlong's dead body, dragging him to the back of his car. He pops the trunk, and in one swift move tosses Furlong's body in then SLAMS IT SHUT.

ZEKE
Anything else?

Zeke is too cool about this.

STAN
You're fucking sick.

Stokely moves forward, getting back to herself.

STOKELY
Could we talk about this somewhere else, we have an audience.

They turn to see students everywhere watching them. It's eerie.

PACEY
Let's go.

He opens the car door, Marybeth piles in, Stan helps Stokely into the back seat. Delilah takes note. Stan starts to get in when he turns to find Gabe, the new team captain and a few other TEAM MEMBERS standing at the edge of the car.

GABE
What's up, Stan? Where ya going?
STAN
We're...uh, going...to...uh...
ZEKE
(from the car)
Get in. Jesus Christ!
GABE
We could sure use you buddy. Sure you don't wanna play with us?
STAN
Nah, Gabe...but thanks.

He jumps in the car.

STAN (cont'd)
Go!

Zeke hits the gas, the car peels out, racing out of the parking lot. We see Tate and Drake watching from the edge of the parking lot.

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63

EXT. HOUSE - LATER

p.69

A nice affluent house in the nice part of town. Zeke's car is parked in the driveway.

64

EXT. BACKYARD - SAME

p.69

Zeke and the others move across the yard to a converted garage in back.

65

INT. GARAGE - SAME

p.69

A light CLICKS on. The garage is not a garage. The first part is more of a carpenter's haven. Work table, power tools, etc.

PACEY
Where are your parents?
ZEKE
Europe...I think...

Zeke leads them to a back corner, hits another light revealing... A laboratory. Zeke has converted the back of the garage into his own, private pharmaceutical company. A table equipped with lab equipment and other materials.

MARYBETH
Good lord.
PACEY
Where did you get all this stuff?
ZEKE
Most of it's from school.

Everyone piles in.

DELILAH
Why are we here? Could someone please tell me why we're here and not in the next state?

Pacey looks around, noticing a hand gun sitting on one of the tables. He motions to the others. Zeke notices their look.

ZEKE
It's called a gun.
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66

INT. LAB - LITTLE LATER

p.70

CLOSE ON the dead worm. It appears gray and opaque. It's pinned to a lab board. A small scalpel moves into frame, slicing into it.

PACEY
Careful. In ALIENS it had acid blood. You don't wanna lose a finger.

Zeke gives him a look. He observes the worm under a lighted microscope, inspecting it with a steel pick. Zeke is fast at work, he observes the worm under a lighted microscope, inspecting it with a steel pick.

ZEKE
It's incomplete.
PACEY
What do you mean?
ZEKE
This is just part of something else. It's not an individual organism. It can survive on it's own but it's merely a part of a greater organism. I would say that this was the cell or DNA of some other life form. It has the ability to replicate but it must have a host. Something moist.

He prods at the underbelly.

ZEKE
See the feelers on it's underbelly? They absorb water. It needs water to survive.
PACEY
Isn't a human body composed mainly of water?
STOKELY
They're using us as hosts. Drying us out.
STAN
Like Mrs. Brummel.
DELILAH
Her body was too old. She didn't take.

Zeke continues to inspect the parasite.

ZEKE
Single celled tissue thrives best in hormonally active organs.
MARYBETH
Like that of a teenager?
ZEKE
My drug confused it. The stimulants aggravated the hormones that were functioning for the alien tissue and killed Mr. Furlong.

Zeke picks at the worm with his lab instrument. They crowd around.

ZEKE
See, it has it's own cerebral tissue but it doesn't have a brain. It's more like a translator that's able to control and manipulate impulses. To know anymore you would have to find it's parent organism.
STOKELY
The Queen bee. It's using the human body as a cavity. It's renovating our insides.
MARYBETH
How do we stop it?
STOKELY
In theory they're all connected. If we kill the parent organism, we get all of them--in theory.
PACEY
What about the host?
STOKELY
They'd survive. But this is all dependent on the idea that any of this shit I'm feeding you is true to begin with.

They all stare at each other.

DELILAH
And we can't go to the police?
PACEY
They've already gotten to them.
STAN
Then we shoot for the next town--Devlin. It's forty miles from here.
PACEY
We gotta stop it or it's gonna spread. It took the high school in a day and a half. Give it a week--and we'll never outrun it.
ZEKE
Pacey's right. It could have spread to Devlin already. We wouldn't know.
STAN
Then how do we stop it? We can't even tell who's alien and who's not.

They stare at each other. Suddenly, getting uncomfortable.

STOKELY
(to Pacey)
He's right. How do I know you're really Pacey?

Pacey feels on the spot.

PACEY
How do I know you're really you?

They stare at each other. Suspicion...distrust has been born.

STOKELY
In THE BODY SNATCHERS humans became emotionless. They lost their identity.
STAN
Coach Willis had emotion... but he's usually a real hardass, you know. But he was different somehow, his behavior was slightly odd.

Delilah eyes Stan curiously.

PACEY
The same with Furlong and the others. Their actions were just off.
DELILAH
Like a star quarterback who mysteriously quits the football team?

Stan turns to her.

STAN
What are you doing, Delilah?
DELILAH
I'm just pointing out your slightly odd behavior. You've been acting really weird the last coupla days.
STAN
I'm not an alien. You wanna talk slightly odd. I haven't seen you without your contacts or hairspray since oh about--birth.
DELILAH
I'm incognito.

The others look at them bicker. Their paranoia is growing. Distrust permeates the room.

STOKELY
We'll just have to trust each other.
DELILAH
I'm supposed to trust you. Tell me something Miss Lesbian, when did you start liking boys?
STOKELY
What?
DELILAH
I see the way you look at Stan. When did you stop muff-diving?

Stan eyes Stokely. She looks away. She could die.

MARYBETH
She's not a lesbian. That's a hoax.
DELILAH
Really? And what about you? Miss Atlanta--who mysteriously showed up out of no where now of all times. What are you doing in Ohio anyway?

Marybeth looks about the room. All eyes are on her. She becomes frightened.

MARYBETH
(very quietly)
My mom and dad died recently. I came to live with relatives. I didn't have anywhere else to go.

They all stare at her. Zeke feels for her. He steps forward.

ZEKE
Hey, cool it.
PACEY
But she's got a point.
STAN
Yeah, Zeke, I mean, you seem to know an awful lot about all this. No offense, but you're not exactly known for your academic achievements.

Zeke holds up a drug-filled Bic pen.

ZEKE (cont'd)
I have a solution. We know this outs them. Take a hit. If you're not alien you have nothing to worry about.
STAN
No way, man. I don't do drugs.
PACEY
Zeke's right. This is the only way to know for sure.
ZEKE
What are you afraid of Stan?

Stan stares at all of them.

ZEKE (cont'd)
I'll do it, but I'm not going first.

Zeke looks at the others. They all look guilty.

ZEKE
Pacey.
PACEY
Why me?
ZEKE
Just take it, Pacey.

Pacey takes it and puts it in his nose. He looks to Zeke, almost for reassurance. Zeke nods. Pacey takes a giant snort.

ZEKE
Easy, boy.

Pacey tastes it a bit. His eyes bug slightly and he hands it back to Stan, looking as confused as someone who's taken drugs for the first time. Zeke brings it to Marybeth.

MARYBETH
I'm sorry, I do not succumb to peer pressure. I do not do drugs. I don't even drink.
ZEKE
I know Marybeth, but you have to do it. Just this once. It'll be okay.
STAN
What about you Zeke? How do we know you're not one of those fucking things?

Pacey starts giggling. They all turn to him. The camera pushes in on him as he giggles more and more uncontrollably.

STAN
Now what the hell's wrong with him?

Stan stands up, grabs Zeke's gun from the table and pushes it against Pacey's temple.

ZEKE
Nothing's wrong with him you asshole, he's tweakin', let him tweak.

Stan aims the gun at Zeke.

STAN
Now you.

Beat. Zeke puts the pen in his nose and snorts. No immediate reaction. He holds the pen out to Stan.

ZEKE
Your turn.

The camera repositions as Stan takes the pen. Stan eyes Zeke for any change in his physical, then snorts the pen powder. He rubs it around in his nose.

Zeke reaches over and grabs the gun from Stan and puts it behind him on the table. He holds another pen to Stokely.

ZEKE
Stokely.
STOKELY
That hack drug will kill us. I'm not putting Clorox up my nose, I'll be dead.
ZEKE
Aliens are taking over the earth. Weigh it.

Beat. Stokely takes the Bic pen from Zeke.

STOKELY
What's in it?
ZEKE
(shrugs)
Mostly caffeine. Some other household shit. Your basic under the sink ingredients.

Stokely takes the hit. She sucks it in strangely. It pockets itself in her sinus and she can't get a feel for it. She hands the pen to Marybeth.

MARYBETH
I can't take drugs, Zeke. I can't.
DELILAH
It's not addictive you southern twit.

Stan starts laughing. Delilah is beyond nervous. She grabs the pen from Marybeth.

DELILAH
Give it to me. Jesus, I can't take it anymore.

Delilah snorts it hard. She even puts some in the other nostril.

STAN
Easy, baby...

Pacey is still giggling in his chair. Stokely doesn't look as comfortable with it. Her face is twitching a bit. She puts her hands to her temple. Zeke pulls another pen out and hands it to Marybeth.

ZEKE
(smiling a bit, tweaked)
Trust me, Marybeth. You won't get hooked on it...

Marybeth takes the drug and puts it to her nose. She snorts. The sound is loud in Stokely's ear. She puts her hand to her ear to control the sound. Beat. Except for Stokely's weirdness, there is no reaction around the room.

DELILAH
Well, I guess we're all off the hoo...

Before Delilah can finish her sentence, a fist like shape punches out from under her skin, contorting her face and bone structure horribly for a half second before snapping back into place. Blood drops freckle Marybeth and Stokely. Everyone's taken off guard. Was that them tweakin' or her reacting? Delilah looks confused as well. She brings her hand to her face, which doesn't sit on her skull like it did before. It's a little fucked up.

STAN
(drugged and confused)
Oh Shit... what the hell was that baby?

Delilah grabs Stans arm for support, and FEELERS pour out of her finger tips from under her nails, ferociously wrapping and slithering around Stans' arm.

ZEKE
Fuck!

Zeke turns to get the gun and it's gone! Pan around and Pacey has it in his hand and is backing up, aiming it at Zeke! Eyes as big as saucers. Stokely and Marybeth fly back out of their seats as Delilah is starting to look less and less like herself. Stan stands staring at his girlfriend.

ZEKE
Shoot it Pacey! Shoot it in the head!
STAN
No, don't. You can't. You'll kill her.
STOKELY
She'll kill us.

A beat as Pacey struggles with what to do. Suddenly, he turns to the creature and fires at what was once Delilah's head. As it explodes, TWO more heads sprout next to the last. Stan CRIES OUT.

STAN
NOOOOO....

Zeke takes the gun from Pacey and shoots those heads too. The thing hits the ground like a sack of potatoes. It flops around gruesomely. It spins around facing Stan. For a moment, it's gruesomeness takes on the humaness of Delilah. Her eyes connect to Stan. She looks in deep pain and helplessness.

An appendage reaches out to Stan.

DELILAH
(from within)
Please, Stan, it hurts.

Stan goes hysterical, he doesn't know what to do. He SCREAMS AND SOBS uncontrollably, moving towards Delilah--towards IT.

ZEKE
Stay back. It's not her, Stan.

Stokely comes back and dumps a bunch of the powder drug on the creature.

ZEKE
Careful with that--there's not much.

The drug bores into the carcass, making a sizzling sound as it goes. Everyone watches as the body writhes and steams. The camera tracks over each of them, holding on Stan--horrified.

67

EXT. GARAGE - LATER

p.77

Night is quickly falling upon the garage. Lights burn from within.

68

INT. GARAGE - SAME

p.77

Delilah lays spread out all over the garage floor. Still steaming slightly. ON STAN AND STOKELY

Stan can't take his eyes off what's left of Delilah. He's beyond upset. Stokely tries to comfort him. Stokely reaches out and strokes his arm. They sit there in silence. And then...

STAN
I wonder what it's like to be one of them. Not to be human anymore. I wonder if you stop caring about shit...like a future.

Stokely listens silently. Stan looks over Delilah's body, where her face, or what's left of it is. One eye stares wide ahead. Very much dead. Pacey drapes a sheet over the corpse. He looks at her. Stokely wishes there was something she could say.

STOKELY
I don't know, Stan.

Zeke and Marybeth are busy at a side table packing up the drug. Zeke works on a new batch while Marybeth is emptying Bic pens into a large container. Zeke comes to a stop with what he's doing.

MARYBETH (cont'd)
I wish I had never come here.
ZEKE
Sorry about your parents. That must be rough.

This is a delicate subject. Marybeth is instantly uncomfortable.

MARYBETH
Yeah.
ZEKE
Mine are kinda dead too. They just keep breathing.

She looks at him, a small smile. She appreciates his attempt at comfort. Marybeth changes the subject. She pulls a drug-filled Bic pen from his pocket.

MARYBETH
Your brain seems overly smart, Zeke. Why do you use it to deal drugs?
ZEKE
Just doing my part for the deconstruction of America.
MARYBETH
Forgive me for being frank, but that's a rather easy and simplistic answer. And something tells me, you're just a little smarter than that.

Zeke comes to a stop with what he's doing. He looks at the container.

ZEKE
That's all we got. I don't have enough ingredients for more.
MARYBETH
We'll have to make it work.

Zeke eyes her. He likes this girl. Stan turns to Zeke. A look of determination on his face.

STAN
We find the parent organism and kill it with the drug, right?
STOKELY
It's someone at the top.
PACEY
Principal Drake.
PACEY
And you're sure this drug shit will kill her?

Stan is loading the handgun.

STAN
If it doesn't. Maybe this will.

They stare at each other as the odd mix of fear and determination overtakes the room.

69

EXT. GARAGE - NIGHT - SAME

p.79

Zeke steps out into the night. It is dark around him. A single lightbulb the only light. He looks around, sees nothing. He walks further out. Down the walkway that leads to the front of the garage. A yard spotlight illuminates the surroundings. His car is parked in the drive. He motions for the other's to come. As they load into the car he sees that parked across the street, under a street lamp is THE DRIVER'S ED CAR.

ZEKE
Shit!
PACEY
What is it?
ZEKE
They're here.

Zeke motions to the driver's ed car.

ZEKE (cont'd)
(a whisper)
Quick. Get in the car.

Zeke slips behind the wheel and the car peels out of the driveway and down the street.

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EXT. MAIN STREET - NIGHT - MOMENTS LATER

p.80

Zeke's car moves down main street. Nothing following it. Up ahead, traffic and lights appear. Zeke's car turns onto a dark side street instead. Still nothing follows.

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71

EXT. JEFFERSON HIGH FOOTBALL STADIUM - NIGHT

p.80

The game is nearing it's end. ON THE FIELD A WHISTLE BLOWS. It's the fourth quarter. Jefferson is getting some good hits in. Visiting team players are carried off on stretchers. The fans go wild. The announcer follows the play over loud speakers.

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72

EXT. PARKING LOT - SAME

p.80

Zeke's car pulls up into the back of the lot, behind a row of parked cars.

73

INT. CAR - SAME

p.80

The gang is piled in the car. Zeke navigates through the parking lot. Suddenly, headlights appear behind them. It's the driver's ed car.

ZEKE
Shit.
PACEY
What?

Zeke immediately turns the corner, rounding a series of parked buses. He cuts his lights off, coming to a stop.

ZEKE
You guys get out. Find out where Drake is. Then, get to the gym and wait for me. I'm gonna circle around and lose this fucking car.

Stan throws the door open. They file out, quickly, moving in the darkness. Marybeth is the last one out. She turns to Zeke.

MARYBETH
Be careful, Zekeil.
ZEKE
See you later Marybeth of Atlanta.

She smiles at him. He hands her the book bag full of the drug. Zeke takes off.

74

EXT. PARKING LOT - SAME

p.81

Zeke's car pulls out from between the buses and takes off. The others, on foot, quickly disappear out of sight just as the driver's ed car passes by.

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ON THE FIELD The other team has the ball, the quarterback sends it out. It's caught but the Patriots go for the quarterback--not the receiver. They tackle the quarterback, pulverizing him. He goes down...and out. Time out is called. FROM THE SIDELINES Coach Willis watches approvingly. He turns to the stands to see Principal Drake watching without question.

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75

EXT. STADIUM FENCE - MINUTES LATER

p.81

Pacey scopes out the game. He spots a GROUP OF GIRLS chatting away. One is the Braless Girl from earlier. He looks away, hoping not to be spotted. The girls continue on talking, except for one brief moment as Pacey turns away from them--they stop-cold silent. Or at least Pacey thinks they did. He looks back but they're chatting again--not looking at him at all. ON THE FIELD

A Patriot NAILS an opposing player, CRASHING into him, throwing him to the ground. The Brun team member starts to get up as the Patriot bends down and slips a slug into his helmet. The player sits up, moving to his feet when he stumbles back suddenly. He drops to ground, unconscious. The Medics hit the field again. BLEACHER ENTRANCE Pacey appears at the foot of the bleachers. He immediately spots...

PRINCIPAL DRAKE

who's eyes are on the game, only feet away. Pacey turns away and then, and only then does Principal Drake turn to Pacey. Her eyes stone cold. Pacey looks back but Drake's eyes have returned to the game. She watches very cool and controlled.

ON THE FIELD

The last play is made. The Patriots score just under the clock. They win--the victors. The field begins to break up as everyone begins to go home. PRINCIPAL DRAKE turns to see Pacey heading back towards the gym...alone.

76

INT. GYM - SAME

p.82

Pacey enters, running across center court. He stops and turns to the doorway.

PACEY
Hey, guys. Where are you?

He sees them situated on the first few rows of bleachers.

PACEY (cont'd)
I found her. Drake's at the game.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
(off camera)
Actually, I'm right here.

They all turn to find Miss Drake standing in the entranceway to the gym. Pacey swallows.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE (cont'd)
What are you kids doing. The gym is closed. Why don't you come with me?

She takes a step forward, they all step back. Except for Stan--who is missing.

PACEY
We can't do that, Miss Drake.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
And why is that?

Suddenly, Stan comes tackling her with a volleyball net. He covers her in it as she goes down, SLAMMING her to the floor. He spins the net around her, entrapping her.

STAN
Stoke, get the doors.

Stokely takes the keys and runs to the entrance hall and secures the doors.

Principal Drake lay tangled in a volleyball net. She pulls and twists, trying to break free.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
What is going on here?
STAN
You tell us.

Principal Drake has managed to upright herself to a kneeling position. Pacey returns, they surround her.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Get me out of this. I'll have you expelled.
STAN
Stop the act, no one's buying it.
PACEY
We know who you are.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
You're in a lot of trouble. All of you.

Stan pulls out the gun.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
No, please. What are you doing? Put that away.

Principal Drake looks extremely afraid. Stan holds the gun up, aiming. Marybeth hands Pacey a bic pen from her backpack.

STAN
Ready?
PACEY
Yep.
(to Drake)
Sniff this.

Beat.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
No.

The others look at each other. They realize this is a lame plan.

PACEY
Sniff it or he shoots you.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
I will not!
STAN
Now what?
PACEY
We do it the hard way. With Mr. Furlong, the eye took care of it.
STAN
You stick her and then I'll shoot before it erupts all over the place.

Pacey grabs Drake's face, holding it back into the light stream...

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Oh my God, what are you doing?

Pacey holds the pen up, ready to plunge. He hesitates. Stokely returns.

STOKELY
What's wrong?
PACEY
Are we sure?

Pacey is having second thoughts.

STAN
Yes. we're sure.

But Pacey can't do it.

PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Please Pacey, don't. Are you out of your mind? Oh God, NO. I BEG YOU. No, no...

Principal Drake is reduced to a trench of tears. Pacey is shaking.

PACEY
I thought they were fearless.
STOKELY
They are. She's faking.
PACEY
But how do you know?

Principal Drake begins to rise towards Pacey. She is SOBBING.

STAN
Don't wuss out, Pacey--do it.
PRINCIPAL DRAKE
Please, Pacey, don't do this.

She's worked herself completely out of the net. She moves up to Pacey, reaching out for him. Suddenly, Stan appears next to Stan. He grabs the gun, aims, and FIRES.

The bullet catches Principal Drake right between the eyes. She flies backwards, landing with a THUMP on the hard floor. A moment. They all stare at her still body.

MARYBETH
What if we were wrong?
STOKELY
Stab it and find out!

Pacey stares at the pen, then at Drake's lifeless body. He walks over to the body as a pool of blood spreads sickly from behind her head...

Pacey is at her feet, wondering what to do.

STAN
Do it! It's the only way to find out!

Pacey is eyeing the blood pouring out.

PACEY
I think we made a mistake. She's dead.

Suddenly, Drake sits up, the hole in her head replaced by little, dancing FEELERS that have sprouted from her bullet wound. Her eyes are rolled back white. Pacey SCREAMS. Marybeth acting fast, rips open her book bag, she pulls out the large container of SKAT. She opens it and pours it out all over Principal Drake. Principal Drake's body erupts in spasms. After a moment--her body goes lifeless.

STOKELY
We got her.
PACEY
Yes.

But Stan's a little less sure.

STAN
Let's see if it worked.

They run towards the door. There's a small window in the door. They crowd around it. ANGLE THROUGH WINDOW.

The football field can be seen. It's empty. The last of the crowd can be seen in the distant parking lot. The Brun County School Bus pulls out of the parking lot.

STOKELY
This better have worked, or there's gonna be a lot of infected people heading home.

LIGHTNING. A CRASH OF THUNDER. Suddenly, it's pouring. Stan looks to the others.

STAN
You guys stay here. I'm gonna check it out.

Marybeth looks in the bag and withdraws two Bic pens.

MARYBETH
It's all that's left.

He takes one, leaving the other one with her.

STAN
Just in case I don't come back.

He turns to Stokely. She's frightened for him. She doesn't want him to go.

PACEY
What if it wasn't Drake?
STAN
Then we're fucked.

Stokely moves to Stan, grabs him and kisses him, long and hard. Years of passion existing in her lips. They break apart. Stan looks at her, pleasantly stunned.

STOKELY
I just don't want to never have done that.

He smiles and then tears out the door. Pacey closes it behind him. Stokely runs to the small window on the door and peers out of it.

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77

EXT. GYM - NIGHT - SAME

p.86

Stan runs from the gym towards the field, the rain is coming down hard. He sees a FIGURE in the distance. Then, several more. As he gets closer, he spots the Coach with the team in silhouette behind him. Stan runs to him.

STAN
Hey, Coach...

Coach is standing in the rain, his eyes are turned back in his head as worm- like feelers protrude from openings in his face. It is ghastly and unreal. Stan stares in horror. Feelers whip out of the players behind Coach as well. The coach rocks gently back and forth, feeding on the rain. Stan takes a beat, then realizes the Coach is feeding on the rain and not aware of his presence. Stan moves closer with the pen when suddenly... THE RAIN STOPS. Stan freezes. He watches as the the Coach's eyes roll back into place. The Coach stands straight, his eyes finding Stan.

78

INT. ZEKE'S CAR - SAME

p.87

Zeke barrels down the road. He has the radio on, he's listening to talk radio. A therapist call-in type show.

THERAPIST
(from radio)
"This is Dr. Kelly Breeze with 87.AM, here to help you with all your problems. If you need someone to talk to please call. I've got the time. The lines are all open tonight. Don't be afraid to be that first call. Please. Is anyone out there feeling down, different, not themselves today. Call me. Let's talk about it...

Zeke checks out the rearview window, looking for the driver's ed car. No sign of it. He gazes ahead as the radio continues.

79

INT. GYM ENTRANCE - MOMENTS LATER

p.87

Stokely is at the window staring out. Pacey and Marybeth are walking the floors. It's just the three of them now. They're all fidgety and tense.

MARYBETH
Hey, Stokely, what happens at the end of those stories? How does INVASION OF THE BODY SNATCHERS turn out? How does it end.

Stokely looks away.

STOKELY
They get us. We become them. They win. We lose.

Marybeth and Pacey let this sink in.

PACEY
(to Stokely)
Any sign of him?

Stokely looks back out the window.

STOKELY
I can't tell. It looks like he's...

We see her POV. It seems that something is going on in the distance, when suddenly

BAM!

Stan's face appears in the window. Stokely SCREAMS. He pulls on the door.

STOKELY (cont'd)
Stan?

Their eyes meet through the glass. He looks scared.

STAN
Quick, Stokely, open the door.
PACEY
No, Stokely...we don't know if he's still Stan.

Stokely stops. She looks at Stan.

STAN
No, it's me. Hurry, the Coach--he's after me.

Marybeth and Pacey surround Stokely.

MARYBETH
I think we can believe him. Open the door.
PACEY
Don't do it.

Stokely eyes Stan.

STOKELY
Prove it, Stan. Where's the drug?

Stan holds up two empty hands.

STAN
I lost it. Coach was too fast for me.

Marybeth holds up the only pen left.

STOKELY
It's our only one.
STAN
The Coach is coming. I'll do it inside.

Stan looks behind him as if someone's after him. Pacey moves to the window, next to the door. He unlocks it, lifting it up an inch. He slips the pen out onto the ledge, closing the window shut before Stan can even get to it.

PACEY
No. Right now.

Stan takes the pen from the ledge.

STOKELY
Stan, take the drug. Let us see.

Stokely wants to open the door but knows she can't. Their eyes meet through the glass. Stan holds the pen up to his nose. He starts to snort--then he stops. His face goes slack as his eyes turn back to Stokely. His entire demeanor has changed into a cold, morose stare. He holds the pen up and pours the drug from it, ruining it.

STOKELY
Noooo...
STAN
(slow, thoughtful)
It's better this way, Stokely. Open the door.

Stokely has quickly succumbed to tears.

STAN (cont'd)
It's so much better. There's no fear. No pain. It's beautiful, Stokely. You don't have to worry about anything. Everything's taken care of and you just have to be. It's all it asks of you. To just exist. No problems or worries--please, Stokely--be with me. We want you. I want you.

Stokely is CRYING now. Pacey pulls her away from the door.

PACEY
Go away.

Marybeth takes Stokely away, consoling her, as Stan continues to call out.

MARYBETH
Don't listen to him.
STAN
You have no choice, Stokely. It's too late. We've won.

Pacey hits the door. Stan eyes him deadly. Pacey takes off toward the gym where Marybeth and Stokely have disappeared to.

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INT. ZEKE'S CAR - SAME

p.89

Zeke has the radio on, he's listening to a news broadcast as he barrels down the road.

RADIO ANNOUNCER
"Several more outbreaks have been reported in the last hour but authorities have yet to verify any validity to these reports..."

Zeke eyes something ahead. ANGLE THROUGH WINDSHIELD Several cars are lined up in what appears to be a roadblock. POLICE OFFICERS, with flashlights, are investigating stopped cars. Zeke watches as the Brun County School bus is allowed access to pass. He rolls down his window when he hears... A woman ARGUING in the car ahead of him. He looks to the car just as a young police officer yanks a WOMAN from it. She fights, SCREAMING and resisting. It's Miss Harper.

Instantly, Zeke leaps from his car.

81

EXT. ROAD - SAME

p.90

Zeke comes upon the struggle. He throws the cop off of Miss Harper and grabs her by the arm. She looks up, surprised.

HARPER
Zeke!

Zeke looks her over, wondering if she's an alien too.

ZEKE
Get in the car!
HARPER
No!

They've drawn the attention of TWO OTHER OFFICERS several cars down.

ZEKE
Trust me!
HARPER
(near tears)
I can't.

The two officers tear after them.

ZEKE
Shit.

Zeke bolts back to his car. Harper has no choice but to join him. Miss Harper dashes back to Zeke's car and hops in.

ON THE TWO OFFICERS

One of the officers makes it to the car.

HARPER
Hurry, Zeke, he's coming.

Zeke hits reverse and begins to quickly roll up the window just as the officer's hand reaches in. The glass catches the officer's hand, closing on it. His fingers get pinched in the window just as the car springs backwards. The officer's fingers are snipped off by the window, dropping to the floor of the car. Miss Harper SCREAMS.

ZEKE
Fuck!

Zeke spins the car around and heads back the way they came. ON THE TWO OFFICERS

The officer who lost the fingers starts for them, but is stopped by the other.

OFFICER
Where they gonna go?

The injured officer nurses his fingerless hand. Thin feelers whipping about in the knuckle slots. They head back to the roadblock.

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INT. ZEKE'S CAR - SAME

p.91

Zeke careens the car down the dark road.

ZEKE (cont'd)
(to Harper)
You okay?

The Fingers under the seats sprout feelers and become wormlike. Miss Harper's hysterical.

HARPER
What's going on, Zeke?
ZEKE
We've been invaded by aliens.

The fingers crawl towards Zeke's feet.

HARPER
What?
ZEKE
I know it sounds nut but we have to find the mother alien and kill it.

The Worms start up Zeke's leg.

HARPER
Can I help?

Miss Harper's voice is soft and quite calm. Zeke, confused, turns to a demonic Miss Harper just as she comes flying at him, arms outstretched. Zeke speeds up as Miss Harper lashes into him, her hands finding his throat. The Car rips through assorted signage roadside. The car goes into a tailspin as Zeke fights off Miss Harper. She comes at him fast and focused. He slams her back against the seat.

Miss Harper recovers, looking very prim and poised. A smile invading her lips.

HARPER
You want me, Zeke, you know it.

She comes at him again, mouth open wide... A WORM PROTRUDING FROM IT

Zeke, panicked, SLAMS on the brakes, sending Miss Harper crashing out the windshield and over the hood. She tries to hang on, but slides off the hood and is crushed under his tires.

He screams as he realizes he has worms crawling up his legs, he tears them off of himself and chucks them out the window.

He's driving silently now. Catching his breath. He hears something, and turns the radio off. The car is making a strange knocking sound. It sounds as if something is stuck to the tire. It's hard to control the car. It's getting worse. He has to pull over.

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83

EXT. ROAD - SAME

p.92

The car pulls over on the dark and lonely road.

84

INT. EL CAMINO - SAME

p.92

Zeke slides the car into park. He glances out all of the windows cautiously, then opens his car door.

He glances to see if anything is stuck in his rear tire. It's black as night back there. He reaches into the back seat for a flashlight.

85

EXT. ROAD - SAME

p.92

The camera pushes in towards his open door. Zeke leans out and flashes the light past camera.

ZEKE POV

Nothing there. He flashes the light up a little higher. Nothing. He hears a THUMP. He flashes the light back down at the tire. Miss Harper's head is there where it wasn't before. It's severed but still moving from it's neck stump, being pushed along by it's own means of propulsion. Her face contorts with each movement, an evil rasp emanating from her slack mouth. Zeke reaches around with his free hand and gently shifts the car into REVERSE.

He backs up rough and short, just enough to crack Miss Harper's head open with a sick POP. The blood and gore streak out from under the tire, as easily as if he'd crushed a giant pea. He slams the car back in drive as he closes the door and there is Miss Harper's HEADLESS BODY standing in front of him, lit sickly by the white hot headlights.

He blasts past her as she headlessly watches him scream past, her fingers streaking blood across his window as he goes. Leaving her to wander headless in the night.

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86

INT. GYM ENTRANCE - LITTLE LATER

p.93

Stokely sits next to the trophy case slowly rocking back and forth. The night is taking it's toll. She eyes the door...it's window. Stan just stands there. Looking in. Looking at her. Making her look at him. Waiting.

87

INT. GYM - SAME

p.93

Pacey and Marybeth wait it out atop the bleachers. They sit quietly with each other. Pacey is turned away from Marybeth, sitting several rows down, sprawled out along the bleacher.

MARYBETH
God, I am so over this.
PACEY
Me too.
MARYBETH
No, I'm really over this.
PACEY
They're gonna get us, aren't they?

Marybeth ignores that question. She doesn't like the sound of it.

PACEY (cont'd)
Aliens in high school. And all this time I thought the only alien was me.
MARYBETH
What are you talking about?
PACEY
I know the way people see me. I know how I see myself. I'm that guy--there's one of me in every school. The class wuss--I got caught picking my nose in the first grade and I've had to live with it for the last eight years of my life. My sole purpose is to let other people feel better about themselves.
MARYBETH
You're not any of those things, Pacey. You don't have to be.
PACEY
Maybe Stan's right. I've always hated who I am-- maybe the alternative is not such a bad thing.
MARYBETH
Maybe...

Pacey is very anxious.

PACEY
How come they're not coming in?
MARYBETH
What do you mean?
PACEY
They could get in here if they really wanted to. How come they're not coming in?
MARYBETH
Maybe because they're already in.

Something is strange about Marybeth's responses. Maybe it's the fact she has completely lost her southern accent. Pacey turns to her just as... A HUGE, GROTESQUE TENTACLE whips out at him in a lightning move...striking him, sending him tumbling down the bleachers. He lay hurt and stunned, looking up to see...

MARYBETH

her left arm is no longer an arm. It's been replaced with a huge, hideous new arm.

Stokely leaps to her feet, hearing Pacey's SCREAM. She runs into the gym to find Pacey backing away from the bleachers, bolting across the floor. She runs to him.

PACEY
It's Marybeth.

Stokely looks to the bleachers. In the shadows, she sees a SHAPE. She can't distinguish what it is. She looks closer as... MARYBETH CONTINUES TO TRANSFORM

Feelers flap about from various orifices of Marybeth's body. Her skin changes shape, color, texture...it becomes gray...opaque. In the darkness of the gym, Marybeth's body completely redefines itself.

PACEY
Gooo...

Pacey and Stokely make a break for it. They race across the gym floor to a door that leads to...

88

INT. POOL AREA

p.95

Pacey and Stokely tear through the pool room as fast as they can. They run around the pool, racing down the length of it towards an exit. Behind them The Creature dives into the pool, disappearing under the water. Pacey and Stokely continue forward as the Creature can be seen racing under the water, to the other end in a flash. The water rocks as it catches up to them. A long arms whip wildly out of the water before finding Stokely...wrapping around her and YANKING, pulling her down to the ground. Her face slams against the tiled floor HARD. Knocking her out.

PACEY
Stokely!

The Creature drags the unconscious Stokely, blood pouring from her mouth and nose, under the surface. Pacey turns to the pool. It's dark--he can't see anything. He runs around the pool. UNDERWATER Stokely slowly regains consciousness.She sees the CREATURE through the bloody streaks of water floating up from her mouth. It is growing underwater as it closes in on her. She emerges from the water, frantically trying to escape.

PACEY
Hurry! Swim Stokely.

Stokely gets her bearings, starts for the ladder. Pacey uses the pool net to reel her in. He yanks her out and they hit the ground.

Suddenly the creature rises up from the water. Taller than before. More massive. It's growing in the water. It rears it's head at Pacey and Stokely and screeches an unearthly scream.

Pacey tries to lift Stokely.

PACEY (cont'd)
C'mon...Stoke...

She manages to get up and they race into the locker room and split up. The creature lowers under the surface and glides slowly to the end of the pool. We expect it to rise as it reaches the end, but instead the body of a naked woman emerges. MARYBETH climbs gracefully out of the pool. INSIDE THE LOCKER ROOM Stokely and pacey race through the locker room, passed rows and rows of lockers. Stokely reaches a corner, a dead-end. She stops when she hears a... CREAK! The sound of the locker room door opening. She hears footsteps. Stokely goes deadly silent, listening. She sees a shadow appear alongside a row of lockers. The shadow appears to be a human figure.

ZEKE
Hello?

Stokely spots him. She steps out of the darkness.

STOKELY
Zeke. Over here.

Zeke comes forward. A SKAT pen in his hand. He looks to Stokely when Marybeth appears behind him.

MARYBETH
Watch out--it's her.

Zeke whips about. He sees Marybeth, drenched in water, standing behind him. He's standing directly between the two of them. He looks back to Stokely--also wet.

STOKELY
No, don't believe her--it's her. She's the one.

Marybeth stands in the darkness. She's nude.

MARYBETH
She attacked me. She killed Stan. Please Zeke.

Zeke turns to her.

ZEKE
What's going on?
STOKELY
Please, Zeke...it's her.

Zeke stands between the two, not knowing who to trust. He whips back and forth between the two.

MARYBETH
She's lying. She's trying to fake you out. We don't know what she is? Gay? Straight? Alien?

[Passage omitted from this transcription: printed page 97 / PDF page 98.]

Zeke moves back towards Stokely. He looks back to Marybeth and she's gone.

STOKELY
I told you.
ZEKE
Let's get the fuck outta here.
STOKELY
Not so fast.

Just then, Stokely rips forward, mouth agape, a worm protruding from it. Stokely's body lunges forward when Pacey appears from behind, grabbing her, sending her body slinging into a wire equipment cage. He leaps on the door, locking it. Inside, Stokely goes berserk, her body writhing about, back and forth clawing at the cage. Feelers have half sprout all over her body. She looks hideous. Zeke turns to Pacey. Zeke holds up the Bic pen.

ZEKE
Take it.

Pacey takes it.

ZEKE (cont'd)
No, sniff it.
PACEY
You're outta your mind. We need to get Marybeth.
ZEKE
No, I'm not taking any fucking chances. I come back here and everyone's a fucking alien!

They don't have time to waste. Pacey sniffs it.

PACEY
Happy?

A moment as Zeke watches him. Closely. Suddenly, a NOISE from the other side of the locker..

PACEY (cont'd)
Shit! Where is she?

They move down the row of lockers, not seeing the SHADOW against the wall. It is Marybeth's SHADOW, followed by the shadow of a huge hideous creature... But not for long. The shadow changes shape. It goes from the feminine figure of a young woman to the hideous grotesque creature in seconds. Pacey and Zeke move down a row of lockers when they hear something moving around them.

ZEKE
Where is it?
PACEY
I don't know.

Pacey turns to look behind him, he's feeling groggy from the drug.

PACEY (cont'd)
Jesus! I'm fucking seeing two of everything.

When he turns back around--Zeke's gone.

PACEY (CONT'D)
Zeke? Zeke?

Pacey moves around the corner of the lockers. He shakes his head, trying to find sober clarity when... ZEKE'S BODY COMES FLYING AT HIM. They go SLAMMING into the lockers, sliding to the floor. Pacey jumps up to see Zeke's limp body on the floor. He leans down, checks Zeke out.

PACEY (cont'd)
C'mon, buddy...get up.

Suddenly, a sweet Georgia accent fills the locker room.

MARYBETH
Where are you, Pacey?

Pacey tries to quiet his TERRIFIED BREATHING.

[Passage omitted from this transcription: printed page 99 / PDF page 100.]

A SHADOW bounces across Pacey's face. He jumps up and moves to another row of lockers, leaving Zeke.

MARYBETH
I can change all that, Pacey. Wouldn't you like to fit in? Come with me. I can help you belong. Isn't that what you really want? It'll be a perfect world. Fearless.

She's getting to him. Pacey is losing it. He looks about madly.

PACEY
But you're afraid. That's why you're here, isn't it? You didn't want to be alone anymore, did you?

Her voice is whimsical...sweet.

Pacey crawls along the lockers slowly. Avoiding the hideous shadows being cast around the locker room.

MARYBETH
Do you really want to go back to your poor, pathetic high school existence? Let me change all of that. Le me give you a new life.

He spots Zeke layed out in a heap. The Bic pen at his side.

PACEY
I'd rather be afraid.
MARYBETH
Then have it your way.

Suddenly tan ENORMOUS MONSTROUS WAIL ECHOES through the locker room as lockers are overturned with such force as to drive Pacey out of hiding before he is crushed. He grabs the pen. He glimpses the Creature behind him as he runs, tearing through the room.

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INT. GYM - NIGHT - SAME

p.99

Pacey comes bolting out of the locker room door, he doesn't look back when the locker room door bursts apart at the Creature's touch. Pacey dives under the bleachers, hitting the electric lever on the wall as he goes. KABOOM! The electric bleachers begin recoil up within each other. UNDER THE BLEACHERS Pacey races through the maze of metal that comprises the underlining of the bleachers. He looks behind him to see... THE CREATURE right behind him, trafficking the folding bleachers as well. Pacey runs the length of them, trying to get to the other side before they close completely. The bleachers are almost completely gone. Space is tight. Pacey LEAPS in one final jolt of adrenaline. He makes it, flying.SMASHING into the gym wall. He turns to see the Thing just as the last bleacher snaps closed, SMASHING THE CREATURE FLAT. Only it's head escapes, stretching forth, coming at Pacey. This is the first time Pacey has seen this creature clearly. It's horrifyingly hideous. He meets it dead center with the Bic pen, imbedding it, with warrior force, right in the Creature's right eye. The Creature goes mad, ITS head convulsing and shaking. An unfathomed SCREAM erupting from ITS mouth. Suddenly, a slew of parasites fly from the Creature's mouth and onto Pacey. They bore into Pacey's skin. Pacey goes berserk trying to get them off--but then the Creature finally comes to a still...dead. Pacey looks down, the slugs on his body fall away. Dead too. Pacey stares a long hard moment until he's completely satisfied the Creature is dead.

90

INT. LOCKER ROOM - SAME

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Pacey moves to the equipment cage. He looks down to see Stokely lying on the floor, unconscious. A dead slug lay at her nostril.

Pacey unlocks it, moves inside, touches her.

PACEY
Stoke?

Stokely stirs. She's alive.

STOKELY
Jesus, Pacey--is it over?
PACEY
Yeah. Are you okay?
STOKELY
I think so. You can't feel them, Pacey. When they're in you--you can't feel them. You don't know they're there.

Stokely hugs Pacey. He helps her up when... A BODY COMES CRASHING AGAINST THE CAGE.

Pacey and Stokely SCREAM in terror. They look up to see Zeke, in pain, clutching his wounds. Pacey smiles, happy to see him. They all share a moment, looking at each other.

ZEKE
Is it over?
PACEY
We won.
STOKELY
But how do you know for sure?

Zeke helps them out of the cage and as they move out of the locker room...Stokely stops them.

STOKELY
I had it in me and I didn't know it. I didn't know it. How would we know if we were infected? How would we know who we really are?

Stokely is near tears at this thought. No one has an answer.

ZEKE
If you don't know--what does it matter?

They look at each other. Intensely. Zeke's last words echoing.

FADE TO:
91

EXT. JEFFERSON HIGH SCHOOL - DAY

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Another school day. STUDENTS come and go. The school is alive and well. SUPERIMPOSE: ONE MONTH LATER A sea of students. The CAMERA comes upon TWO GIRLS waiting in line at the water fountain. It's Braless Girl and her friend.

BRALESS GIRL
I am so sick of those reporters hanging around.
BRALESS GIRL'S FRIEND
When are they going to find a new story? They have milked our little high school massacre to death.
BRALESS GIRL
Tell me about it.

A boy is leaning down at the fountain, lapping up water. It's Pacey. He stands upright, wiping his mouth. They see him.

BRALESS GIRL'S FRIEND
Hey, Pacey, you're fan club's outside again.
PACEY
Network or local?

They shrug. Pacey walks on. As he leaves he hears...

BRALESS GIRL
He's so cute.

The other girl agrees. Pacey smiles, moving on. He sees Stokely, sitting with Stan--they appear "close". Then, Pacey turns to Zeke who stands amongst Gabe and the other jocks chatting it up, discussing sports. This is all very questionable. Almost surreal.

Pacey, turns as Molly appears, kissing him full on the lips. He kisses back, then breaks away, looking at her. CLOSE ON HIS FACE. It's very different now. Stronger. More confident. Fearless even. He continues down the hallway. A happy guy.