The Crazies Page #4

PRINCIPAL:

Bill...?

BILL FARNUM:

I give up. They rekey the locks

this weekend? Maybe it’s jammed...

Farnum tugs on the door, mystified. But no one is more

mystified than David and the Principal.

PRINCIPAL:

Bill, you don’t - you retired, five

years ago.

Farnum looks at them in utter confusion. Rubs his nose and

his finger comes back with a BLOODY SMUDGE on it. The

Principal offers a handkerchief as he walks Farnum away,

gesturing to David ‘I got it’.

PRINCIPAL:

Hit your head or something? Come

on, why don’t you sit down in my

office.

David watches them go, the tide of students flowing past him.

9.

EXT. BALL FIELD - DAY

David stands at the fence staring at the empty field,

dismayed.

TWO PLANES fly past high overhead. Side by side a half mile

apart.

David glances up, barely taking notice. Sees the coffee cup

he dropped is still lying there in the grass. Tosses it in

the trash can before heading up the hill to his cruiser.

EXT. KANSAS PRAIRIE - SUNDOWN (AERIAL VIEW)

We're flying over the prairie at ten thousand feet.

Beautiful view. Farms. Open fields. A sudden burst of HIGHSPEED

PHOTOGRAPHS rips the entire county into a GRID OF

FREEZE FRAMES.

EXT. TOWN CENTER - SUNDOWN

Small town life. Families in the local pizza joint. Guy

washing his truck. Woman walking her dog on an empty road.

EXT. OGDEN MARSH MEDICAL CLINIC - SUNDOWN

A single-story brick-and-mortar building with two cars in the

lot.

INT. EXAM ROOM, MEDICAL CLINIC - SUNDOWN

Judy, in a traditional white doctor's coat, gives a tetanus

shot to a boy with a bandaged foot. She has a gentle touch.

JUDY:

(finished)

Wasn’t too bad, was it?

The boy shakes his head. He and his mother stand to go.

JUDY:

(musses boy’s hair)

Adventure on, young man, but keep

an eye out for...?

BOY:

Rusty nails.

JUDY:

Rusty nails.

(to mother)

Take care, Dana. Let me know if

there’s any swelling.

10.

INT. RECEPTION AREA, MEDICAL CLINIC - DUSK

Typical slow night. Judy is updating records with her part-

time office helper BECCA DARLING. Seventeen. Pretty. Local

honor student. NURSE VIOLET, town gossip, also the clinic

receptionist, wanders over, bored, buffing her nails.

NURSE VIOLET:

Started talking about names yet?

JUDY:

Not yet.

NURSE VIOLET:

If it’s a girl, I like Beatrice.

If it’s a boy, Morton. Knew a

Morton once, ‘course we all called

him Morty, maybe you should just go

with Morty.

JUDY:

(endearing, not poking

fun)

Thanks, Violet, I’ll put those on

the list.

Becca’s cell phone CHIRPS. She checks the message, keys in a

quick reply and resumes work, the entire exchange lasting ten

seconds.

BECCA DARLING:

Okay if I leave a little early

tonight?

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