Beetlejuice Page #4

JIMMY, the town paperboy, rides up on his bike, ducking under the

branches of the orchard trees.

JIMMY:

Don't worry, Mr. Maitland.

Rocket won't bite.

ADAM:

Catch, Jimmy.

He throws him a pear. JIMMY deftly snags it with one hand. In

return, JIMMY throws ADAM his paper.

ADAM:

Go in the kitchen, Jimmy.

Your money's on the

counter. And don't

touch the icing on

Barbara's cake or she'll

skin you alive.

JIMMY drops his bicycle and goes in the back door of the house.

INT:
KITCHEN -- DAY

The paper money is laid out on the counter, as promised, but so

is a plate of cookies and a tall glass of milk. JIMMY stuffs one

of the cookies in his mouth immediately, and then goes to study

the flag cake. He begins counting the stars.

JIMMY:

Hawaii. Alaska. New Mexico.

Arizona. Wyoming. Oklahoma.

He stops for a moment, hearing the voices of JANE and BARBARA

through the dining room door.

INT:
LIVING ROOM -- DAY

JANE is at the top of her pitch.

JANE:

I'll put it in the Sunday

Times Magazine. Sell the

next day. Some lawyer from

New York will snap it up in

two minutes. You and Adam

will be able to retire. It

will be like a permanent

vacation.

BARBARA:

The only reason we like va-

cations is that we get to stay

here in the house.

JIMMY walks in the door from the kitchen. He's carrying the

cookies and the milk.

JIMMY:

Thank you for the cookies,

Mrs. Maitland. I counted

your stars and they're all

there. My mom bought ten

raffle tickets.

BARBARA:

You're welcome, Jimmy. You

know Mrs. Butterfield, don't

you?

JANE, prompted by the appearance of the paperboy, delivers a

final salvo.

JANE:

This house is so big. It

really ought to belong to

people who have children.

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