I Spit on Your Grave Page #2
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 4.
Earl just looks at her.
EARL:
Alright, well, if that's what
you're aimin' for, just follow that
there map.
Jennifer looks at the map.
Jennifer drives down the two lane road, barely passable by
two cars. She swerves as she glances down at map.
Then, up ahead she spots a small SERVICE STATION with a
single gas pump. She pulls up to the pump.
Jennifer gets out of the car and fumbles to fold back the map
as she twists the knob off her gas tank and reaches for the
pump. A HAND comes down on top of her own.
Jennifer spins around.
Standing there, smiling, is JOHNNY. He takes the pump from
Jennifer and inserts it into her gas tank.
JOHNNY:
Didn't mean to frighten you.
Johnny is good-looking in a rugged sort of way. He's sinewy,
but athletic and strong. Jennifer regains her composure.
JENNIFER:
No, it's fine. I'm sort of lost
anyway. Looking for Mockingbird
Trail?
JOHNNY:
You are definitely lost.
JENNIFER:
Really? I thought--
JOHNNY:
Nah, you sure missed it. It's a
good ten miles back, left turn
after the big red mailbox.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 4A.
JENNIFER:
Oh, okay, I think I saw that.
ISOYG PINK 10/29/09 5.
Johnny flashes his smile, picking his teeth with a toothpick.
Jennifer stands there uncomfortably.
JOHNNY:
You, uh... staying at the cabin?
Jennifer hesitates for a second. Just as Jennifer opens her
mouth to respond, the shrill notes of a HARMONICA shatter the
silence. Jennifer turns quickly to the garage.
In the garage, ANDY, one of Johnny's employees, sits on the
fender of a broken down car. He holds a harmonica to his
lips. He's in his mid-30's with shaggy hair and arms that
look like they could bend steel.
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