SCENE XIV

SCENE XIV
Christine and Jaimie sit next to each other on the couch, talking. The rest of
the girls are in their own conversations. The music has returned to it's blaring tone.
CHRISTINE:
So what do you think of my friends so far?
JAIMIE:
They're okay. Jackie's pretty cool. I got
a chance to meet that other girl outside.
What was her name again?
CHRISTINE:
Alyssa.
JAIMIE:
Alyssa, right. She's pretty nice.
Jaimie looks over to Jackie and Susie and sees they're talking and giggling.
JAIMIE:
(turning back to Christine)
Can I ask you something?
CHRISTINE:
Sure.
JAIMIE:
What was Jackie and Susie talking about
before? About a drill or something.
CHRISTINE:
Oh, that was something that happened
to the two of them last year.
JAIMIE:
What?
CHRISTINE:
I don't know if I should say.
JAIMIE:
Aw, come on. I won't say anything.
CHRISTINE:
Promise?
JAIMIE:
Yeah, sure.
CHRISTINE:
Well, last year, a maniac got into Jackie's
house while she and her friends were
having a slumber party. He had a portable
drill. Most of the girls there died.
Jackie and Susie are the only survivors.
JAIMIE:
(gasps)
Oh, my God! I had no idea! That's
horrible.
CHRISTINE:
I know. Jackie and Susie had to watch
while all of their friends got butchered.
JAIMIE:
God, I'd figure something like that would
make a person go ... y'know ... off.
CHRISTINE:
Oh, no. Not Jackie. She has it together
real well. No need to worry about her.
Jackie turns to face them, reaching into a bowl of chips.
JACKIE:
What are you two talking about?
CHRISTINE:
You.
JACKIE:
Me?
CHRISTINE:
(jokingly)
Yeah, I gave Jaimie all the dirt on you.
JACKIE:
(jokes back)
Oh, you little bitch!
They both laugh.
JACKIE:
So, you having fun, Jaimie?
JAIMIE:
Sure, pretty cool party. Thanks for inviting me.
JACKIE:
No problem.
JAIMIE:
Is there a bathroom I can use?
JACKIE:
Yep. Upstairs to your right.
JAIMIE:
Great, I'll be right back.
Jaimie grabs her overnight back and starts up the stairs and down
the hall, following Jackie's directions. She find the bathroom, goes
inside and locks the door. She gazes at herself in the mirror above
the sink and touches her head, remembering how much she drank.
She runs the water and cups her hands underneath the running tap.
She splashes the water onto her face. After turning the water off,
she reaches in her bag and pulls out her nightgown. Since everyone
downstairs had already gotten changed, she figured she'd do the same.
She slips out of her jeans and T-shirt, unhooks her bra, and slips the
nightgown over her head. Behind her, in the shower, she hears a tapping
sound. She opens the curtain to see Alyssa and George laying lifelessly
in the tub, blood dripping everywhere. Jaimie screams and runs out
of the bathroom and straight into Jackie.
JACKIE:
Oh, my God, Jaimie. What's wrong?
The rest of the girls run up the stairs to the sound of Jaimie's screams.
CHRISTINE:
What's going on?
The girls peek in the bathroom and are terrified at what they see.
JACKIE:
No, this isn't happening! It can't happen again! IT CAN'T!
SUSIE:
Jackie, calm down!
CHRISTINE:
I'm calling the police!
Christine runs down the stairs to the kitchen, the rest follow her. She
picks up the phone to dial, but there is no tone. She clicks it, but
still nothing.
CHRISTINE:
(slams phone down)
It's dead! Goddamnit!
Jackie spots Dan, standing innocently among the group.
JACKIE:
(pointing her finger at him)
You! It was you, you son of
a bitch! You see, Susie? What
the fuck were you thinking?
DAN:
Hey, I don't even know what you're
talking about.
JACKIE:
The fuck you don't! You
killed them, didn't you?!
Didn't you?!
DAN:
I didn't kill anybody!
JACKIE:
That's bullshit! But, this isn't
gonna be like last year!
She runs over to a kitchen drawer and grabs a knife.
JACKIE:
I'm not gonna watch all my
friends die again!
She raises the knife to stab him, but Susie pulls her away.
SUSIE:
Jackie, stop!
JACKIE:
What are you doing?
SUSIE:
You can't kill him!
JACKIE:
Why not?
SUSIE:
Because we don't even know
he did anything wrong yet!
JACKIE:
Bullshit, Susie! He did it!
HELEN:
(sounding more sober now)
Wait a minute, did anyone see him
go upstairs or outside?
SUSIE:
He came in from outside.
JACKIE:
You see?! Right there!
Guilty!
JAIMIE:
Then how did he get the bodies
up there without us knowing about it?
JACKIE:
We weren't watching him every
minute! He could've cleaned out
my mother's jewelry box too, for
Christ's sake!
HELEN:
Jackie, he was sitting in the living
room with us the whole time! The only
one that kept disappearing was...
you.
JACKIE:
What?!
CHRISTINE:
Jackie, you have to calm down.
Don't go crazy on us now.
JACKIE:
Crazy? Me? I'm not the one
who killed two of our best friends
and put them in the shower, am I?
No! So, if you want to call
anyone crazy, go over to that
maniac standing right there!
Jackie angrily points her finger at Dan.
DAN:
Fuck this. I don't have to take
this bullshit from a bunch of teenagers.
Oh and Christine? Make sure your
friend Jackie gets some help. She's
out of her mind.
He walks out of the kitchen and into the living room, Jackie
chases after him. The girls follow the chase and watch
her raise the knife and stab him in the back repeatedly. He
falls to the floor near the front door and moans in pain. The
girls begin to cry out in fear. Jackie kicks him over so he
is laying on his back. She stands over him, clutching the
bloody knife.
JACKIE:
You sure picked the wrong house.
She laughs and stabs him again, this time in the chest. His
head turns to the side as the life drifts away from his body.
Jackie is kneeling beside him as Susie approaches.
SUSIE:
Jackie? Listen to me. We're not angry
with you. Are we, girls?
Christine, Helen, and Jaimie all shake their heads no.
SUSIE:
See? We're not mad. We just
want you to put the knife down.
Jackie looks up at her.
JACKIE:
Okay.
She sets the knife down on the floor.
JACKIE:
I have to get something upstairs.
I'll be right back.
SUSIE:
Okay.
Jackie turns and walks up the stairs, the girls
look at each other in shock.
JAIMIE:
(whispers)
Oh, my God. It was her, wasn't
it? She killed them.
SUSIE:
I don't know. She might
be having some problems
right now. I don't understand
any of this.
They stop talking when they see Jackie reappear at
the bottom of the stairs, a portable drill in her hand.
SUSIE:
Jackie, what's that for?
JACKIE:
For protection.
There is dried blood covering it.
CHRISTINE:
That's it, I'm going home! I
can't take this anymore.
JACKIE:
You're not going anywhere.
CHRISTINE:
The hell I'm not!
Christine rushes toward the front door, Jackie has
the drill turned on before Christine has the chance to
reach the knob. The drill is raised and slices into
her as she screams. She falls to the floor, Jackie
stands over her, continuing to rip into her. Helen, Jaimie
and Susie are screaming. Jackie turns off the drill.
JACKIE:
She was in on it too.
SUSIE:
What?
JACKIE:
She and Dan. They both did
it. It's true.
HELEN:
Jackie, you lost it! It
was you! We all saw
you come in after we heard
that scream from outside.
And Alyssa just happened
to disappear right after you went
out back to take the trash out!
JACKIE:
Shut up!
HELEN:
You left the party so many times tonight.
No one had any idea where you went!
Now we know!
JACKIE:
(growing angry)
I'm telling you for the last time, Hel.
Shut up.
Jackie slowly begins to walk toward her.
HELEN:
No! Fuck you!
Jackie turns the drill on again and slices Helen across the stomach.
She falls to the floor, with her hands raised. Jackie jams the drill
into her flesh over and over. While this is happening, Susie grabs
Jaimie by the arm and leads her upstairs. They run in the bathroom
and lock the door.
JAIMIE:
Oh, God. Why did we have to
pick this room?
SUSIE:
I don't know and I don't care.
All I care about is getting the hell
out of here.
JAIMIE:
And how are we supposed to
do that from here?
SUSIE:
I don't know.
JAIMIE:
Oh, shit. We're dead.
SUSIE:
No, we're not.
Tears begin to form in Jaimie's eyes. They both
gasp when they hear the sounds of footsteps rushing
up the stairs.
JACKIE:
(from behind the door)
Hey Susie, you wanna know
why I wanted to have the party
at my house? So I could rip out
your fucking heart! Now open
the goddamn door!
SUSIE:
Leave us alone! Please!
JACKIE:
Leave you alone? Oh, no. I can't
do that. Not until I have this drill
through your neck. Now open the
door!
SUSIE:
Jackie, it's me! I'm your friend!
Come on, don't do this!
JACKIE:
Alright, fine. You don't want to
open the door, well I'll open it for you.
The drill starts up and Susie and Jaimie watch in horror
as large holes begin to form through the wood.
SUSIE:
Leave is alone!
Jackie continues to drill through the door and then kicks
it in with her foot. She steps inside the bathroom, holding
the drill in front of her.
JACKIE:
Ooh, look at what I found.
Come on, Susie. It only
hurts a little.
Susie grabs a vase from a shelf and hurls it
at her.
SUSIE:
NO!
The vase smashes against Jackie's head, causing her to fall.
SUSIE:
(grabbing Jaimie)
Come on!
They both run past Jackie, down the stairs and out the front door.
JAIMIE:
Where do we go now?
SUSIE:
Morgan!
JAIMIE:
Who?
SUSIE:
He lives across the street! He can
help us!
JAIMIE:
Okay, let's go!
Back in the bathroom, Jackie gets angrily gets up from the
floor, picking up the drill. She walks out of the bathroom
and down the stairs to see which way they went.