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21.

The MOTORCYCLES HAVE TURNED AROUND. Blinding HALOGEN

HEADLAMPS eat up the road as they...

EXT. RURAL ROAD - SAME

...gun it toward the BMW. A game of chicken. Gaining speed.

Practically on top of the car.

INT. BMW - NIGHT

Driver grips the wheel. He looks at Betty. Makes sure her

seatbelt is on.

BETTY

They’re going to hit us.

DRIVER

No, they’re not.

Moments before impact Driver FLIPS OFF HIS HEADLIGHTS...BETTY

SCREAMS!

EXT. RURAL ROAD - SAME

Tight formation, the BIKES VEER away from the car.

INT. BMW - NIGHT

As they drive for a moment in darkness...

BETTY

They’ll come back.

DRIVER

Let ‘em.

He flips his lights back on and --

HOAG is dead center in the middle of the road. He wields a

SLEDGEHAMMER right at DRIVER’S WINDOW and...

The WINDSHIELD EXPLODES. Glass showers Driver and Betty.

Betty screams.

DRIVER cranks the steering wheel...

EXT. RURAL ROAD - NIGHT

ON THE BMW - The right front tire BLOWS.

22.

The RIM bends and twists under the wheel well and the axel

SNAPS.

The BMW fishtails.

The U-HAUL throws off the distribution of weight and

suddenly...

The BMW twists over itself and FLIPS.

The U-Haul SNAPS at the hitch and bounces off the road into a

tree as -

INT./EXT. BMW - SAME

Driver and Betty are batted back and forth as the BMW rolls,

tires popping against the charred blacktop, windows

imploding.

There’s a moment of anti-gravity as everything loose in the

car just hangs in the air and...

Betty’s head smashes against the door and then the dash.

Driver's WALLET ricochets off the interior of the car,

settling in the back seat as...

EXT. RURAL ROAD - NIGHT

The car finally comes to a stop. A smoking heap in the middle

of the road.

No movement. Just the eerie post collision silence.

And then EMERGENCY LIGHTS speckle the road.

INT. BMW - NIGHT

Driver is in and out of consciousness. He looks over at -

Betty looks dead. Her head rests on her chest. Blood drips, a

thick hot soup from her nose and mouth.

And then Driver's door opens, cranked, ripped off. People are

in the car with him. Orders being given, but warped, like

underwater.

Driver tries to move, can’t, and PASSES OUT.

23.

EXT. RURAL ROAD - NIGHT

A SERIES OF SHOTS -

Driver dragged out of the car onto the road.

Betty’s passenger door cranked off its hinges. A bowie knife

cutting her free of her belt.

Betty dragged and placed next to Driver.

Heavy chains UNSPOOLED from the tow truck.

The BMW is cranked up onto a flatbed tow truck.

The U-Haul is pulled from the woods.

Clothes and boxes scattered along the road.

A smashed TV.

DVD’s like so many ornaments litter the roadside brush.

Driver's eyes flutter open. The smell and smoke of the crash

still thick in the air. He looks up at the open night sky.

A FIGURE OF A MAN hovers over him.

Driver spits blood and the man delivers a canon punch with a

GIANT MEATY FIST.

BLACKOUT

INT. ROOM - NIGHT

Driver wakes. He’s being dragged across a concrete floor. He

looks from side to side.

An empty room. Cinderblock walls. Completely bare of

furniture.

He lifts his head to get a better look at his captor.

We recognize the GIANT. Driver manages a few words...

DRIVER

The girl? Is she alive?

The Giant stops and turns, framed in the bare light of the

room. He LIFTS DRIVER BY HIS FEET and WHIPS him like a wet

towel, cracking Driver's skull against the hard floor.

OUT AGAIN.

24.

EXT. HOUSE - NIGHT

A FLATBED TOW TRUCK carrying the BMW and the remains of the UHaul

bounces down a rough driveway to a nondescript, unkempt,

three story house that’s set far enough back from the road to

never be noticed. Lights are on inside. Music. Loud

conversation.

The tow truck pulls up alongside a low slung work shed.

Mostly corrugated steel and boarded up windows. It parks next

to the Dodge pick-up and the two motorcycles.

Albert and Flynn get out. They walk across the lawn, thick

with crabgrass and weeds. Hoag meets them halfway.

HOAG

Look at that mess.

FLYNN

We’ll strip her down. There’s parts

there. Any idea on the driver?

HOAG

Some uppity pussy. There’s a payday

here, it’s just a matter of finding

it. Pour some drinks, boys, cause

tomorrow we got some torturing to

do.

Flynn and Albert head inside. Hoag stands, staring at the

wrecked car and U-Haul. He spits before turning around and

walks back to the house.

EXT. ABANDONED GAS STATION - DAWN

The sun eases over the hills striking the decrepit buildings

with morning light.

A CB squawks off screen.

MAN’S VOICE (O.S.)

(CB static)

Come in, brother. What’s the

status?

(beat)

Brother? Wake his ass up.

INT. ROOM - LATER

A pool of blood catches Driver’s reflection.

25.

POV - OF DRIVER - slumped forward, handcuffed to a chair in

the center of the room. A Rorschach test of blood smeared

across his face.

A single light in the otherwise dark grey room illuminates

him.

Driver stirs. He looks up at...

BETTY sits across from him, handcuffed as well. She’s been

crying. She turns her head away, not looking at him.

The Giant emerges from the shadows. In this light, the

speckled rays of dawn coming through the slit windows, he’s

the embodiment of ominous.

DRIVER

Who are you?

GIANT

Your worst fucking nightmare.

Beat.

DRIVER

You’ve been talking to my shrink?

GIANT

A comedian.

The Giant waves a huge GLEAMING HUNTING KNIFE.

GIANT

This strike you as funny?

He holds the knife to Betty’s soft, white throat.

EXT. HOUSE - DAY

The BMW is lowered onto the lawn.

MOMENTS LATER -

FLYNN is going through the car. He finds Driver's wallet.

Opens it. Flips through a wad of cash...

INT. ROOM - DAY

Driver looks through bloody matted hair at the Giant.

26.

DRIVER

(to Betty)

Have they hurt you?

The Giant pulls Betty’s head back. Caresses her throat with

the knife.

GIANT

No talking.

EXT. HOUSE - DAY

Flynn walks around the car, POCKETING DRIVER'S WALLET. He

taps the side of the BMW with his knuckles. Gets to the

TRUNK.

Jams a CROWBAR into the space just under the lock

and...CRANKS down...

POPPING THE TRUNK. It’s full of clothes, scattered paper,

more DVD’s, all individually dated. Flynn gets close and then

reels back.

FLYNN

Fucking stink...

INT. ROOM - DAY

Betty stares at Driver.

BETTY

I’ve made a decision. Don’t think

it’s rash.

The Giant presses the blade into her neck. A DROP OF BLOOD

stains the feathered steel.

GIANT

No talking means shut the fuck up.

A resignation is drawn across her features.

EXT. HOUSE - SAME

Flynn, his face screwed up from the smell, braves the odor

and PULLS some clothing out of the trunk. Throws it on the

ground. Goes back to the trunk, pulls some more clothing

and...

REVEALS - A COMPARTMENT. Latched from within the trunk.

27.

INT. ROOM - DAY

A single tear drops from Betty’s eye.

BETTY

It’s the best thing for the two of

us.

DRIVER

Betty. Don’t.

BETTY

I must.

(beat)

It’s been...an experience.

She smiles at him.

EXT. HOUSE - SAME

Flynn looks closely at the compartment. Notices...AIRHOLES.

He leans in, curious. Suddenly, through one of the

airholes...

AN EYE. It blinks!

INT. ROOM - DAY

Betty DRAGS HER THROAT against the blade. BLOOD GOUTS, just

as...

EXT. HOUSE - DAY

The compartment within the trunk is KICKED OFF ITS HINGES to

REVEAL --

THE GIRL FROM THE OPEN, THE MISSING GIRL FROM THE NEWS, EMMA.

Shorter hair, pale, wild eyes, wearing a pretty flowered

dress identical to the one Betty is wearing.

She’s strapped down. Leather cuffs preventing her escape.

Leather gag clamped across her mouth...

Her terrified eyes plead with him. “Please save me...”

28.

INT. ROOM - DAY

Betty thrashes. The wound yawns and blood comes in thick

waves.

As the Giant tries to keep Betty from thrashing...

ON DRIVER’S HANDCUFFED WRISTS - He reaches his right hand

with his left and...

DISLOCATES his THUMB. FOLDS HIS PALM like a slice of pizza

and SLOWLY pulls his hand free.

Betty gasps for breath that bubbles up at her throat.

The Giant turns his attention to Driver.

Driver, his head hung low, seems wracked with devastation. He

shakes his head from side to side...slowly...

GIANT

Why’d she do that, you --

The Giant reaches for him just as --

DRIVER WHIPS HIS ARM and catches the Giant through his LOWER

MANDIBLE with the open end of the handcuff. It punctures the

LOWER PALATE and locks, literally handcuffing the big

fucker’s jaw.

DRIVER

The knife thing...not so funny. But

this...this is hilarious.

He YANKS the Giant down and grabs the KNIFE from him. Driver

spins the blade in his hand.

DRIVER

And ironic.

SLASH!!!

EXT. HOUSE - DAY

Flynn is pulling Emma from the trunk.

FLYNN

A LITTLE HELP OUT HERE!!!

The back door of the house opens to reveal...

29.

TAMARA is the first one out the door. She shakes it across

the lawn. It’s lucky that anything stays alive in her

presence and doesn’t just simply burst into flames.

TAMARA

What’s shakin’, bacon?

And then she sees Emma. Tamara busts into a run.

FLYNN

There’s a girl here, man.

Tamara races to Flynn's aid.

FLYNN

She was in the trunk of the fucking

car.

Tamara reaches around to unfasten Emma’s gag.

TAMARA

Ah, shit, it stinks like a fucking

toilet...

Emma is thrashing too hard.

TAMARA

I’m gonna help you, alright? Now,

I’m gonna take this off?

The fear in Emma’s eyes say it all. This girl is a wild

animal. She breathes heavily through her nose.

TAMARA

Don’t worry, now, sweetie. I’ll be

gentle with you...

Emma’s nostrils flair. Eyes dart back and forth from Tamara

to Flynn and settle back on Tamara. Locking eyes. Tamara

really sees her and we see a kindness there as...

Tamara releases the straps. Pulls the gag away. And...

EMMA SCREAMS!!!

An unnerving HOWL. Tamara and Flynn just back away and...

Emma RUNS. She bolts for the front of the house, but she’s

been locked in a trunk for 48 hours, at least, and her legs

are like jello.

The BACK DOOR BURSTS OPEN -

30.

ALBERT runs straight for Emma and TACKLES her along the edge

of the driveway.

She fights him. Scratching at him. Kicking. He holds her

tight.

Emma looks up at the house...

AMBER, the waitress from Helen’s, stares out from one of the

upper bedroom windows. She locks eyes with Emma.

INT. HOUSE - BEDROOM - DAY

Amber, half naked and smoking a cigarette, turns away from

the window and walks to the bed where DENNY sleeps in his

underwear. She kicks his foot. Denny stirs.

AMBER

There’s a world of shit erupting

downstairs. You might want to check

it out.

DENNY

What’re you talking about?

AMBER

I’m talking about some girl down

there screaming like she’s got bugs

up in her.

DENNY

Don’t bust my balls, Amber. I’m

hungover as all fuck.

Amber’s pulling on some clothes.

AMBER

What balls?

She flicks her cigarette at Denny. He leaps out of bed.

DENNY

Bitch.

Amber is out the door as Denny tries to find the smoldering

butt. He finds it. Takes a drag and smashes it out on the

wall.