FADE IN:

EXT. SUBURBIA - NIGHT

A beautiful late summer night. Crickets chirping, sprinklers

sprinkling.

We PAN across one particular lawn, up one particular tree,

where we see THE PEEPER (Jon Lovitz) sitting on a limb. He

has a bottle of wine, some sandwiches, a Walkman. Suddenly

the lights turn on.

PEEPER:

(whispering)

Showtime!

We see a young mother walk into the room outside the Peeper's

window. She is wearing business attire.

PEEPER (CONT'D)

Rough day at the office Mrs. Dunleavy?

(takes bite of sandwich)

Well you'll feel better once you slip

off those work clothes and get into some

sweats.

The mother sits on the bed and pulls off her shoes, rubbing

her feet.

PEEPER (CONT'D)

Oh my G-D, yes! I wish you would let me

rub those feet. Of course I wouldn't

use my hands. Heh heh heh heh...

He sips some wine.

The mother starts to unbutton her blouse. She takes it off,

revealing a nice bra.

PEEPER (CONT'D)

Looks like Victoria just told me her

secret.

The peeper frantically writes in a dirty notebook. Mouthing

the words as he goes.

PEEPER (CONT'D)

Thursday the ninth, eight-thirty p.m.,

first brassiere sighting...

(stops writing)

I will pleasure myself to this image for

months. MONTHS I TELL YOU!

The mother starts to unbutton her pants. Her young son walks

in wearing a scouts uniform.

PEEPER (CONT'D)

Young Scottie Dunleavy. What

unfortunate timing. You mother was just

getting comfy.

The son talks to his mother excitedly.

PEEPER (CONT'D)

Yes, yes, I'm sure you tied many great

knots today or whatever. Now get out.

The son, not going anywhere, sits in a chair.

PEEPER (CONT'D)

Now what. This simply won't do.

The peeper takes out a cell phone and dials. The son

answers.

SCOTTIE:

Hello?

PEEPER:

Hello, Scottie. Why don't you go

downstairs like a good boy and let your

mother freshen up.

SCOTTIE:

Who is this?

PEEPER:

Just a little birdie. A birdie who

wants to see if your mother's panties

match her bra.

MOTHER:

Oh my G-D Scottie. Is there a man up

our tree?

The peeper gets nervous.

PEEPER:

Tell her no. Tell her it's just a big

bird.

The peeper starts flapping his arms and making bird noises.

We SEE Scottie with his sling shot. The mother nods yes. He

shoots it. It hits the peeper square in the head. He falls

to the ground with a thud.

PEEPER (CONT'D)

Mrs. Dunleavy, please come help me. And

wear your bikini.

The peeper looks up. He sees Scottie pushing a television

out the window. It lands on top of the peeper. He's dead.

HARD CUT:

INT. HOLE - DAY

The peeper is zooming down a hole, walls of dirt racing by on

all sides.

The peeper is falling down, down, down. The whole way

screaming like a five-year old girl.

PEEPER'S POV

We see the tunnel turn into more of a slide now and the

peeper races towards the opening which is lit by fire. He

SCREAMS.

EXT. FIRE GATES OF HELL

We see the GATE/WALL OF FLAMES. We hear screaming. Wham!

We see the peeper come flying through the flames and land in

a heap in a shallow pit of coals.

Dazed, he stands and we see other people shooting through the

fire wall at different levels. (NOTE: All the arrivals

clothes are now burned & shredded).

GATEKEEPER (O.S.)

Welcome!

The peeper looks left to see the GATEKEEPER standing at his

station greeting the new SOULS with mock cheer.

PEEPER:

Am I in hell?

GATEKEEPER:

What do you think?

A GIANT BIRD appears and bites the peeper's crotch area. We

leave the peeper in the pit and tilt up to...

MATTE PAINTING HELL

MUSIC UP:
"RUNNING WITH THE DEVIL" BY VAN HALEN

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