In Fear Page #4

Turn the lights off!

Tom, there's someone behind you!

What?

(FAINTLY)

There's someone behind you!

Turn the lights off!

(FAINT SCREAMING) Tom!

Turn the f***ing lights off!

Tom! Tom!

- What is wrong with you?

- Tom, there was someone there.

Can't I just take a quick piss?

What you doing?

- You didn't see them.

- What?

There's no one there!

Lucy, we've just had that moment

with the scarecrow.

My door slammed, and then there was

someone there when I

turned the lights on again.

Your door slammed?

What, so your door opened up?

No, your door slammed.

My door was closed.

Your door slammed.

Well, I didn't hear anything.

You're scaring me, honestly.

Tom, I'm scared.

He was wearing a white mask.

There was no face.

I couldn't see his face.

Or he had his face painted

or something. I don't know.

LUCY:
Could it have been

one of those men we saw?

Why would you say that?

What happened in the pub?

I've told you.

TOM:
What the...?

Ah, that's really weird.

They're mine.

- No, they're not.

- Yes, they are.

- It can't be your clothes.

- No, they're my clothes.

- (CAR DOOR OPENS)

- LUCY:
Wait, no. Tom, leave it.

Be two shakes.

- That's yours?

- Yes! It's all mine!

This doesn't make sense.

I mean, we've been

with the car the whole time.

- Why is this happening?

- I don't know, Lucy.

What do you mean?

Why are they doing this to us?

TOM:
Why would I know?!

(TOM SNORTS)

(LUCY SIGHS)

Whew.

(SIGHS)

Are you f***ing with me?

(TOM CHUCKLES)

(SIGHS)

Why would you say that?

(TOM SIGHS)

(SIGHS)

(TIRES SCRAPE)

- What are you doing?

- I'm stopping.

No point in going on.

I don't know where we're going.

There's no signs...

and the petrol's low.

May as well just sit here

until we can see something.

(SIGHS) Ahem.

(CAP RATTLES)

Right. Let's play a game.

You ready?

- What?

- Let's play a game, okay?

You have to answer straightaway.

Whatever I say, you have

to answer straightaway

or else it doesn't count, okay?

Okay.

Pink or blue?

Blue.

A sofa or a... or a seat?

- Sofa.

- Running or walking?

Walking.

- Bare feet, shoes?

- Bare feet.

Naked or clothed?

Naked. Clothed.

Ah, eh... you said, "naked" first.

I changed my mind.

A knife or a fork?

Come on. You have

to answer straightaway.

Okay...

gun or a knife?

I know something happened

in the pub.

(THUMPS WHEEL)

Yep.

- Tell me.

- No, that's it.

Tell me. Tell me about the barman.

Maybe you did something to him.

Could be what you didn't do to him.

Could be what you didn't do to him.

- F*** you.

- Where you going?

I'm cold. I'm getting a coat.

(TAPS TRUNK LID)

(LOCK CLICKS)

(SOBBING)

You okay?

No, not really.

You okay?

Yeah. I just don't know

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