Looks up. It HOWLS.
EXT. TARKER'S MILLS NIGHT - MOONLIGHT
We're looking at Main Street of a small country town - might
be New England, might be mid-South. Might be 1984, might be
1981. This is Tarker's Mills, and in places like this, time
moves more slowly. Cars - not too many - move back and
forth. No one is in a hurry.
We see the Methodist church (and the parsonage next door);
Andy's Sporting Goods; Owen's Pub, with its Narragansett
neon sign. We see a barber shop with a striped pole; we see
the Holy Family Catholic Church and the rectory next door.
We see the Gem Theater, which is showing a revival of Sophia
Loren in "Two Women."
It's Our Town, U.S.A.
This place is Tarker's Mills, where I
grew up... and this is how it was when I
was fourteen - a place where people cared
about each other as much as they cared
about themselves. This is how my town
looked as, all unknowing, it approached the
rim of the nightmare. The killing had begun.
The HOWL of the WEREWOLF - distant, a bit dreamy.
EXT./INT. TARKER'S MILLS MONTAGE NIGHT
a.) VIRGIL CUTTS, owner of Virgil's Texaco, is filling up a
car. We hear the HOWl... and VIRGIL looks up uneasily.
b.) In the barber shop, BILLY McCLAREN, the barber, is just
taking the apron off the Methodist minister, REV. O'BANION.
They both look around.
c.) Folks are coming out of the Gem Theater. They pause at
the sound of that HOWL and look toward the edge of town.
EXT. THE SETTING MOON, CU NIGHT
As JANE speaks, we see the moon sink below the horizon.
The killing had begun, but at first no
one knew it. Arnie Westrum was a chronic
drunk, and what happened seemed like an
EXT. THE RAIL-RIDER AND ARNIE'S HEADLESS BODY NIGHT