Children Of The Corn: Runaway Page #2

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The specials,

they're up on the white board,

except for

the chicken fried chicken,

- and we are out of that.

- How about that fried chicken?

- WAITRESS:
That we got.

- How can you have fried chicken

but not have chicken

fried chicken?

Is he gonna be trouble

or what?

(CHUCKLES)

Your toast is burning.

I don't cook.

Hey, doll, how about

my five over easy?

Here you go, sweetheart.

Over easy with a side

of toast, well done.

What about my bacon?

I always have bacon.

Well?

Think I'll get

the onion burger and fries

with the chocolate shake.

WAITRESS:

That's a good call.

(DOOR OPENING, BELL JINGLING)

Here you go. (CHUCKLES)

This will clear the cobwebs.

(LIQUID POURING)

- (BELL JINGLING)

- (LOCUST BUZZING)

(GROUND RUMBLING)

(LOCUST BUZZING)

(SCREAMING)

(PEOPLE SCREAMING)

RUTH:
No!

- BOY:
Hey, hey.

- Ow! You hurt me.

GIRL:
What'd that lady do?

I'm so sorry. I'm...

I thought... I'm so sorry.

- MAN:
You okay?

- (BOY WHIMPERING)

MAN:
Come on, Rally,

you just go and sit down.

Thanks for distracting everybody

from the crappy job I'm doing.

Come on, get that crazy b*tch

the hell out of here.

Excuse me, Rally,

but in this confusion,

did I miss the part

where you bought this shithole

and became my boss?

You seen what she did.

Now, sit your fat ass

back down on that stool.

MAN:
Hey, Rally,

don't take that sh*t.

Are you all right there,

hit girl?

(DOOR OPENS)

Yeah, I'm all right.

You didn't have to stick up

for me back there.

Oh. (CHUCKLES)

I sure as hell did.

You know, you are not

from around this town,

which automatically makes you

my favorite customer.

(CHUCKLES)

Did you hear

the locust again?

Whenever you hear that sound,

whatever happens next,

- it's not real.

- No, I know.

But this time

was different. I...

(SIGHS)

I don't know why.

Different like...

different how?

Different like the difference

between a painting

and a photograph.

You go back in there

and finish your burger.

What about you?

I gotta go to work.

I'm fine.

- Ruth.

- Go.

(GRUNTS)

(MACHINE WHIRRING)

(CHILD LAUGHING)

(CHILD LAUGHING)

(CHILD LAUGHING)

Who's in there?

I'm gonna find you.

(RALLY GRUNTING)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

(GRUNTS)

You little sh*t.

(RALLY GRUNTING)

(RALLY GRUNTS, GROANS)

(MUSIC BOX PLAYING)

(PIANO PLAYING)

(CAR ENGINE RUNNING)

MAN:
Been over a year

since the old man kicked.

And his kids are still bickering

over what to do with the place.

I love it just the way it is.

RUTH:
You have no idea

what this means to us.

Oh, I... I imagine I do.

I get the bedroom

at the top of the stairs!

I gotta get

back to the shop. (SIGHS)

(CLICKING)

I'll see you tomorrow.

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