The Grudge Page #3
The transit car pulls to a stop and a handful of people get
out. Karen is one of them, shouldering her backpack.
5a EXT. SHOPPING DISTRICT - DAY 5a
Karen walks down the populated sidewalk, weaving through
STREET VENDORS, and passing a large GROCERY STORE.
She pauses, looking at the address on her card. She
approaches a WOMAN and her DAUGHTER (6) and speaks to them in
Japanese. The woman nods, pointing towards a small ALLEY.
Karen gives the daughter a smile; the girl hides behind her
mother’s leg.
Revisions (Blue) -- 1/26/04 7A.
6 EXT. TOKYO NEIGHBORHOOD - DAY 6
Karen exits the alley, entering a quiet, narrow street.
She’s still not sure if she’s in the right place.
But then her eyes fix on something. She begins to walk
towards it, her gaze never leaving it -
-- it’s THE HOUSE. Cozy and shaded, nestled into the dead
end of the street. Large by Tokyo standards.
She double-checks the address and opens the gate, walking
around a BICYCLE leaning against the wall and following the
stepping-stone path to the front door. She knocks. No
answer. She tries again. Nothing.
Then, an afterthought, she tries the handle. It’s unlocked.
Revisions (Blue) -- 1/26/04 8.
7 INT. THE HOUSE - ENTRANCE - DAY 7
Karen pokes her head inside the genkan (entry hall).
KAREN:
Hello? Mrs. Williams?
Nothing. She tentatively steps inside, and the door closes
behind her. It’s dark and musty -- the blinds are drawn.
KAREN:
Is anyone here?
She turns and LOCKS THE FRONT DOOR.
8 INT. THE HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - DAY 8
Karen stands in the doorway, surveying the room. The place
is in a complete state of disarray.
A SCRAPING sound grabs Karen’s attention.
HER POV:
at the far end of the room, a FROSTED-GLASS PANELEDDOOR leads to an adjacent room.
A HAND is visible on the other side, clawing at the glass.
Karen runs over and slides open the door, revealing -
EMMA (60s, American). The older woman in the picture from
Karen’s file. She’s lying on her stomach on a stained
mattress, feebly looking up at Karen.
KAREN:
Oh my God... are you alright? -
Karen immediately kneels down next to the infirm woman,
helping her sit up. Emma looks dazed and disoriented.
Karen’s eyes sweep the room. It reeks of neglect.
9 EXT. THE HOUSE - PORCH - DAY 9
Emma sits on the back porch, staring vacantly. But her
expression isn’t simply blank - there’s an odd sadness there.
Revisions (Blue) -- 1/26/04 8A.
Karen is washing the dirty sheets in a bucket and hanging
them to dry. She finishes, turning to her charge.
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