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Soul Searcher: Family Secrets - Page Two

Soul Searcher

Family Secrets

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EXT HIGH SCHOOL - AFTERNOON

Althea carries her books close to her. She ignores all of the taunts and laughter as she walks by. TODD HENDRICKS (18 yrs), dark haired and athletic, approaches. As he draws nearer, his eyes roll back in his head.

ALTHEA

Hi, Todd.

Todd's arms flail out spasmodically. He gurgles and sputters, staggering into Althea. His arms wrap around her, forcing the breath from her lungs.

TODD HENDRICKS

Kiss me, Freak.

He goes in to kiss her. Althea turns, and his kiss hits her ear. She shoves him away, dropping her book and pushing her way out of the crowd. Althea covers her face so no one will see the tears blinding her.

Todd laughs as his friends cluster around him, congratulating his prank.

Holly pushes her way through the crowd. Todd's friends hoot and whistle as she bends over to pick up Althea's book.

HOLLY

That was a pissy thing to do.

Holly follows after Althea.

CUT TO:

INT COLEMAN HOME - ALTHEA'S ROOM - AFTERNOON

Althea slams the door behind her. She yanks open her sock drawer, pulling it to the floor. She digs through the fallen clothing and pulls out her Diary.

Through tear-filled eyes, she searches for the right page.

A picture of Althea and Todd, surrounded by sticker hearts, takes up a whole page. Althea rips out the page. She tears the photo to shreds, sobs choking her.

She collapses on her bed.

A soft KNOCK at the door. The door opens a crack.

Her mother, Geneva, sticks her head in. Her hair is rumpled - she looks like she just woke up.

GENEVA

Everything okay in here?

Althea wipes her tears away and sits up. She nods.

ALTHEA

Yeah. I'm fine.

GENEVA

You don't look like you're doing too good.

ALTHEA

I'm fine.

Geneva looks at the shredded photo on the floor.

GENEVA

What happened?

ALTHEA

I'm just having a change of heart.

GENEVA

Ohhh.

Geneva sits down on the bed next to her daughter.

GENEVA

You wanna talk about it?

ALTHEA

It's nothing, really. Boy trouble.

GENEVA

That's all they are. Trust me. I've known a few.

Althea smiles reassuringly at her mother.

ALTHEA

I know, Mom. I'm fine. It was just a crush.

GENEVA

Anybody I know?

ALTHEA

(lying)

No. This one was just my little secret.

GENEVA

You and Todd still doing good?

Althea's eyes slowly travel the floor and rest on the tattered photo.

ALTHEA

Yeah, Mom. We're fine.

GENEVA

I always liked him. He's a good boy. If you let that one slip away, you'll regret it for the rest of your life.

ALTHEA

Sure, Mom.

GENEVA

You doing anything tonight? You wanna go get something to eat? Maybe get a drink, or something?

ALTHEA

I quit last year.

GENEVA

Yeah, well, nobody's perfect. My treat.

Althea hugs her mom.

ALTHEA

I've got homework to do. It's gonna take a while.

GENEVA

But it's Spring Break.

ALTHEA

Holly invited me to a party.

GENEVA

(remembering)

Oh yeah. She's downstairs. Sorry.

Geneva looks down at the pieces of the photo. She squints.

GENEVA

Who is that?

Althea puts her foot over the pieces.

ALTHEA

Billy. Billy Corgatelli.

GENEVA

I hope he rots in hell.

ALTHEA

Thanks, Mom.

Geneva squeezes Althea's hand.

GENEVA

If you need anything. Anything, I mean it, let me know.

ALTHEA

I will.

Geneva exits. Holly enters. She closes the door behind her.

HOLLY

You okay?

ALTHEA

Yeah. I'm fine. He's just a jerk.

HOLLY

I brought your book. I know you like this one. Sorry it's a little dirty.

ALTHEA

Thanks.

Holly looks at the picture on the floor.

HOLLY

Did that help?

ALTHEA

Not really.

HOLLY

Want some ice cream?

ALTHEA

I think we'd better.

CUT TO:

EXT COLEMAN HOME - SAME TIME

A DARK CAR drives by slowly. It's the same car from yesterday at the Scottsdale Manor.

CUT TO:

INT COLEMAN HOME - KITCHEN - CONTINUING

Althea and Holly sit on the countertops, eating ice cream out of the cartons.

GENEVA (O.S.)

You girls better leave me some of that cherry rum!

Holly mimics Geneva's voice quietly.

HOLLY

You girls better not eat that cherry rum.

GENEVA (O.S.)

I'm serious.

ALTHEA

Don't worry. There's plenty left.

HOLLY

Yeah. Right now.

Around the corner, Jessica crouches by the floor, listening to their conversation.

ALTHEA

How long's it going to take you to get ready?

HOLLY

Maybe an hour.

ALTHEA

An hour? We're just spending the night, not moving in.

HOLLY

There's stuff I gotta bring.

ALTHEA

Like what?

HOLLY

Like maybe my makeup.

ALTHEA

I guess you do need that. Without your makeup, you'd even scare the ghosts away.

HOLLY

Rude.

Holly sticks the spoon into the carton of ice cream and sticks it back in the freezer.

HOLLY

I'll be back in about an hour.

ALTHEA

All right.

Holly heads out the front door. She look down at Jessica.

HOLLY

What are you doing?

JESSICA

Tying my shoe. Got a problem with it?

Jessica looks at Holly's shoes. No laces.

JESSICA

Guess that's why you don't got any laces, huh?

HOLLY

Smart aleck.

Holly exits.

Jessica wanders into the kitchen.

JESSICA

Where're you going tonight?

ALTHEA

Out.

JESSICA

Why?

ALTHEA

Homework. You?

JESSICA

I wanna go. Annie's going on vacation.

ALTHEA

So?

JESSICA

I'm just bored. I want to go somewhere.

Althea holds out the carton of ice cream to Jessica. She dips in a finger.

ALTHEA

You'll find something exciting. You always do.

JESSICA

But I wanna go with you.

Geneva comes into the kitchen.

GENEVA

Have you girls seen my lighter?

JESSICA

I think you threw it behind the TV.

GENEVA

Did I?

Geneva gets a spoon out of the drawer and takes a bite of ice cream.

ALTHEA

Are you going to stay home tonight?

GENEVA

Probably.

ALTHEA

Good. When's Dad coming home?

GENEVA

He said seven. I'll probably see him at ten.

ALTHEA

Mom, I'm going to stay with Holly tonight.

GENEVA

Fine. But if you drink, drink responsibly.

(joking)

You're responsible for finishing every last drop.

Jessica goes into the living room. She reaches behind the TV and finds the lighter.

JESSICA

Here, Mom.

GENEVA

Thanks, Jessie.

JESSICA

Althea said I could go with her.

Geneva lights up a cigarette.

GENEVA

Good for her.

(to Althea)

Nice to see you spending quality time with your sister.

ALTHEA

I did not-

JESSICA

Did so!

Althea glares at Jessica. Jessica sticks her tongue out.

GENEVA

Just keep an eye on her. I don't want to see her face on a milk carton.

Geneva walks out.

ALTHEA

You little weasel.

JESSICA

I just wanna go with you. Mom said I could.

ALTHEA

You lied to her.

JESSICA

Only a little. Please. Can I go with you? Pleeeease.

Jessica makes her eyes big and sad.

ALTHEA

No. The eyes don't work on me. Stop it. No. You're not going with me. No.

Jessica sniffles a little.

JESSICA

(very softly)

Please.

Althea's resolve cracks.

ALTHEA

Okay. Here's the deal. You can go with me tomorrow night.

Jessica brightens.

JESSICA

Where are we going?

ALTHEA

It's at the very end of Westerby Road. The Scottsdale House.

Jessica's eyes grow wide as saucers.

JESSICA

That's a haunted house.

ALTHEA

That's what we're going to find out.

CUT TO:

INT ANDERSON HOUSE - HOLLY'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME

Holly talks on the phone as she tosses stuff in her bag. Her walls reflect her teenage normalcy - celebrity hunks, rock bands, and a picture of her and Althea.

HOLLY

No. I'm not going tonight. I'm doing homework.

(laughs)

No. For real. Me and Althea have a project we're doing.

(huffs)

Shut up, it's not that kind of project. No, it's up at the old Scottsdale House. Yeah, at the end of Westerby Road. We're spending the night there.

Holly sits down on the edge of the bed. She twirls the phone cord around her finger. Her smile broadens.

HOLLY

Really? Yeah. I wanna see you, too.

(pause)

If you want. Maybe I'll just pack something special ... like maybe a teddy.

Her eyes fix on her TEDDY BEAR on her bed.

INT COLEMAN HOME - ALTHEA'S ROOM - SAME TIME

Althea tosses things into her bag. A tape recorder. A sketch book. A notepad. A jacket. And on top of the pile, a HANDGUN.

INT ANDERSON HOUSE - HOLLY'S BEDROOM - SAME TIME

Holly lies on her bed, her feet on the wall. Her smile splits her face in two.

HOLLY

Mm-hmm. I'll see you tonight then.

She hangs up the phone, clutches the receiver to her chest, and sighs happily.

CUT TO:

INT COLEMAN HOME - ALTHEA'S ROOM - SAME TIME

Althea zips up her bag and stares at the mess in her room. She reaches out slowly and touches the torn picture on the floor.

Then she sweeps all the pieces into her hand and tosses them into the wastebasket.

Althea slides the Diary under her mattress.

A KNOCK at her door. She opens it.

JESSICA

Holly's here.

ALTHEA

All right. Give me a hug. Be good tonight. And stay out of my room.

Jessica glances slyly into the room before Althea shuts the door.

CUT TO:

EXT COLEMAN HOME - EVENING

Althea tosses her bag into Holly's trunk. She climbs in the car.

ALTHEA

You get everything packed?

HOLLY

Yup. You?

ALTHEA

I've got what I need.

They drive away.

As they pass by a few blocks, a DARK CAR pulls out behind them. They're busy talking, so they don't notice it.

HOLLY

Todd's just a jerk.

ALTHEA

Why did he do that?

HOLLY

I don't know. He was born breech, you know. Butt first.

ALTHEA

I know what breech is. Still got his butt where his head should be, I guess.

Althea digs in the glove compartment.

ALTHEA

Is this it?

She holds out a pack of gum.

ALTHEA

Nothing to eat.

HOLLY

I was looking for that. What else is in there?

Althea digs further. A toothbrush. A brush. (The hairs migrate down to get tangled in the toothbrush.) A pager. More Makeup. And a pack of gummy worms.

Althea takes a gummy worm and hangs it from her mouth.

HOLLY

That is really gross.

Althea wiggles the worm around and grins.

HOLLY

Yuck.

Althea slurps it up.

ALTHEA

Take the next right.

Holly turns. The Car behind them turns also.

Holly glares in the mirror.

HOLLY

Hey, buddy, back off.

She pushes on the brake. The car nearly slams into them. He backs off a little.

HOLLY

Yeah, you better back off. I got a big can of "Beat-you-within-an-inch-of-your-life" with your name on it right here.

Holly turns down a dead end street - Westerby Road. The following car pulls off the road, just out of sight.

They stop just outside the dark iron gate guarding Scottsdale Manor.

HOLLY

Here we are.

ALTHEA

Here we are.

CUT TO:

EXT SCOTTSDALE MANOR - EVENING

Althea and Holly carry their bags up to the front door. Althea opens the door and they walk inside.

INT SCOTTSDALE MANOR - CONTINUING

The entryway looms open before them, beckoning them with a siren-like call. A cool breeze stirs up some of the thick dust from the floor.

HOLLY

Cozy.

ALTHEA

This is wonderful. I love this.

She walks around in awe.

The door CREAKS behind them. Holly jumps.

HOLLY

Oh! Scare the pants off me.

ALTHEA

So that's how all the guys do it. Come on, chicken.

They walk up the stairway into the beckoning darkness.

CUT TO:

INT SCOTTSDALE MANOR - MASTER BEDROOM - SUNSET

The last fading rays of day glimmer through the stained glass window, casting colored shadows throughout the room.

Althea lights an old oil lantern. The warm glow fills the antique chamber.

ALTHEA

There. Much better.

HOLLY

So what do we do now?

ALTHEA

We watch. We observe. We record.

She pulls out a small pocket recorder and sets it on a heavy wooden chest.

The shadows lengthen. Althea goes to the window. The sun drops below the horizon.

ALTHEA

There it goes.

HOLLY

I don't know if this is such a good idea.

ALTHEA

It's your grade. Tell you what. You stay here, and I'll wander around for a while.

HOLLY

Al- all right. Sure. I'll be fine.

Althea takes a flashlight out of her bag, slings her pack over her shoulder, and closes the door behind her.

HOLLY

I'll just stay here then.

Holly pulls a CD player out of her bag and pops in a CD. She pulls on some headphones, and closes her eyes as she lays down on the old bed. (On top of one of her blankets, of course.)

INT SCOTTSDALE MANOR - MAIN FLOOR - CONTINUING

Althea shines her light around everywhere, taking in every last detail. At one particular SCONCE, she stops and pulls out her sketch pad. She quickly draws the sconce.

ALTHEA

That is exquisite.

As she puts the sketch pad back into her bag, a CHILL stiffens her spine.

ALTHEA

Oh no.

 

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