Poltergeist Page #4

INT. MASTER BEDROOM - NIGHT

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CLOSE ON DUTCH MASTER CIGAR BOX

Two hands lift it from the shadows and into the light. The

lid starts to open and just as we expect to see Tweety-one we

see the “stash” instead. Steve removes a lid of grass and

some zigzag papers and starts to roll a joint. On the TV is

an old MGM movie.

Diane is reading Carl Jung’s MAN AND HIS SYMBOLS. Steve picks

up a brochure on pool equipment and diving boards.

DIANE:

(taking a hit)

Sleepwalking. Sleepwalking.

Nocturnal Somnambulism. * I’ll

betcha it’s genetic. Carol Anne all

last week and then last night. Me

when I was ten. I once walked four

blocks and fell asleep in the back

seat of this man’s car. He went all

the way to work before discovering

me. God. I started screaming...

people ran over. The police came.

They took the guy downtown. My

father had me examined for bruises,

hickeys, I don’t know. Oh sh*t,

Steven! If we dig the pool and

Carol Anne falls in before there’s

any water... Steven... are you

listening?

10.

Steven takes the joint back from Diane and pulls it down

halfway in one breath -- holding the hit.

STEVEN:

(he talks like Dennis

Hopper)

Ever go off a three meter board?

DIANE:

What’s three meters?

STEVEN:

About ten feet.

DIANE:

Honey, why don’t we just build the

pool closer to the house and let

the kids jump off the roof?

STEVEN:

See, it’s like an air pocket. From

three meters you’re free-falling.

You can maybe squeeze in a half-

gainer, jackknife into a swan,

twist back, tuck, splash.

DIANE:

Splat!!

STEVEN:

Spashhh.

DIANE:

Splurg.

STEVEN:

Honey, we can afford it.

DIANE:

We don’t really need it.

STEVEN:

It’s great for business. We build

the first house. We install the

first pool. Look around us. By

summer

.

(in bass baritone)

“the hills are alive with the smell

of chlorine”.

DIANE:

Yeah and, our pool will be alive

with a thousand guests.

11.

STEVEN:

I’m the wind and you’re the

feather!

*** REST OF SCENE MISSING ***

25 INT. CHILDREN’S BEDROOM - NIGHT 25

Steven flops Robbie onto his pillow just as a flash lights

the room and the tree outside the window. Carol Anne lies

awake, watching.

ROBBIE:

I don’t like the tree, Dad.

STEVEN:

It’s an old tree. It was here for a

long time. Long before my company

built this neighborhood.

ROBBIE:

I don’t like its arms. It knows I

live here, doesn’t it?

STEVEN:

(not aware this scares

Robbie)

It knows everything about us.

That’s why I built our home next to

it. So it could protect you and

Carol Anne, Dana, your mom and me.

It’s a wise old tree.

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