Decoys 2: Alien Seduction Page #3

Constance!

- That's not my name.

- I'm sorry.

I... You looked just like someone

I used to know and... I thought...

You're my Biology TA, right?

Luke Callahan?

I'm Stephanie Baxter.

- I'm really sorry.

- Yeah.

- Did I scare you?

- No, no.

Well, yeah, maybe a little.

I was just heading back to the dorm.

- Would you walk me there?

- Well, yeah. Yeah. Of course, yeah.

- Sure.

- Okay.

So, this woman I reminded you of,

Constance, is she a good friend?

She was a friend of my old roommate.

He liked her a lot, but...

But what?

She did things to him.

What do you mean?

- Well?

- Mine got overly excited.

Then his vital functions ceased.

Mine was a police officer.

And I thought he was in decent shape.

I'm... I'm afraid that I'm...

But he didn't survive the temperature drop.

What about the bodies?

Did you dispose of them?

We can't have

any distractions from the police.

We gotta hide those bodies.

Look, Luke Callahan is the only one

that survived. I'm watching him.

- What is different about him?

- Yeah, he seems really sensitive.

Well, that's why he survived,

'cause their body temperatures

need to drop slowly.

- And sensitive guys...

- He was in love.

So there's more romance, more foreplay.

There's a cold snap coming.

Make sure you do it outside.

And draw it out.

We have to keep them alive

as long as possible.

How do we do that?

These human males seem so eager.

Just use your imagination.

- Keep it down, would you?

- Oh, I couldn't keep it down.

You should've seen her, she was amazing.

And she had a friend.

You getting all this, Henry?

I'm gonna need date, time, place,

some form of corroboration.

Corroboration?

- Every score needs to be documented.

- Hey...

You need hard evidence or a photo,

or an eyewitness account...

- That's a lot of crap.

- No, Nick. It isn't.

And I've come up with the perfect way

to document scores. Cellphone.

Most shoot video.

Put my PC on speed dial, and voil!

- Instant evidence.

- Hi, Mom!

- You want to be my hat trick tonight, Peter?

- Oh yeah, sure. Get out!

- Go to bed!

- You're gonna spill Henry's beer.

Are those good?

Can I try one?

Yeah.

Oh, wow.

Not too fast now. Nice and slow.

That's how I like it.

It's really cold...

Not your breasts, just outside.

Let's do it here, in the snow.

It's a record low tonight.

- Let's make some heat.

- Oh, God, this is just like my fantasy.

Only colder.

There's something I really,

really need to tell you.

- I'm a...

- Not now.

I'm a virgin!

- Sorry. I gotta go.

- Hey!

Idiot. Idiot.

Come in.

- Excuse me. Are you Professor Buckton?

- Yes, I am.

What can I do for you?

I'm Dr. Constance Snowdon.

Rate this script:0.0 / 0 votes