Creep

EXT. A SIDEWALK DAY

OLIVIA and CORDELIA walk home after school. Olivia is somewhat top-heavy and wears several layers of clothing in earthy tones. She walks slightly in front of Cordelia avoiding cracks in an overgrown sidewalk. She ‘pops the head’ off a dandelion prompting Cordelia to pick one from an uncut lawn.

CORDELIA
I used to do that when I was little.
(singing)
Mama had a baby and the head…
(flicking the yellow flower into the air)
Pop’d off.

It falls into Olivia’s long brown hair. She remains oblivious as they cross the street. On the other side Cordelia continues to drag her hand along sporadic lengths of chain-link fence. She is wearing a black smiley face t-shirt and has dyed black hair.

CORDELIA
God it’s so hot outside.

OLIVIA
You’re wearing all black.

INT. OLIVIA’S DINING ROOM TABLE DAY

Cordelia follows Olivia into the dining room and helps her clear off a worn wooden table. They sit opposite each other. Olivia’s army green satchel contains several spiral notebooks each with papers sticking out. She opens a red spiral and begins flipping through class notes. Cordelia opens her overstuffed black backpack, on its front “CORDELIA” is written in loopy letters in orange fabric paint. She unzips a blue trapper-keeper as Olivia clears her throat.

OLIVIA
I dedicated this to you in French.
Wanna hear it?

CORDELIA
Yeah.

OLIVIA
“A Little Flower,” by OLIVE TALLEY.

CORDELIA
Ooo… Olive.

Olivia rolls her eyes and stands, forcing her chair to bump into a crowded bookshelf behind her.

OLIVIA
The day is nice and sunny, I went
outside to see a small white bunny
in the mouth of a kitty. I held it,
but it was dead. Oops, off fell its
head. I buried it in your back-yard
where I also saw the buried bones
of three. Oops, here comes a chilly
April shower, making these bodies
into a tiny little flower.

CORDELIA
It’s so gruesome! I love it!

OLIVIA
I try. Where’s the notebook? You better have written me a damn novel by now.

Cordelia pulls a notebook out of her bag. It is significantly more worn than the other notebook and has been covered with random clippings from magazines.

CORDELIA
I didn’t really have time.

OLIVIA
What could be more important than writing to me? Did I tell you Ziltch spent thirty-seven minutes discussing leisure suits today?

CORDELIA
What about them?

OLIVIA
About how he doesn’t wanna be buried in one.

CORDELIA
Sounds like an invitation.

They laugh. Olivia grabs the notebook from Cordelia and shoots her a dirty look.

OLIVIA
You wrote one line!

She sits down shaking her head, and stares at Cordelia’s one-liner. She considers her words carefully and chews on the cap of her red pen before scribbling a half-page in slanted handwriting. She reads what she wrote, giggles and adds one last sentence. Olivia throws the notebook at Cordelia who stuffs it back in her bag.

INT. OLIVIA’S LIVING ROOM EVENING

Olivia finds the remote and switches the television on. She turns the dining room light off. Cordelia selects a light colored recliner near the entryway next to the large lamp. Olivia hands Cordelia a blanket and chooses a matching recliner. The couch is covered with clothes waiting to be folded along with an empty laundry basket and a few boxes labeled “LIV BEDROOM”

OLIVIA
It sucked moving my bed down those stairs today. Even when my room is full of boxes it’s still a mess.

CORDELIA
It always is.

OLIVIA
Ooo Iron Chef is on!

Olivia sets the remote next to her. The girls doze off watching several re-runs of a Japanese cooking show.

INT. OLIVIA’S LIVING ROOM NIGHT

Olivia wakes and looks around the room disoriented. The television is off and the remote sits on top. The clothes on the couch have been replaced by a full laundry basket and the boxes are gone. The lamp has been turned off. Cordelia sleeps awkwardly in the chair. Olivia pushes a button on her plastic blue watch and the digital face lights up. It is 3:00 am on the dot. A tiny orb hovers near the television screen and won’t disappear.

OLIVIA
Cordelia.

CORDELIA
Hm.

OLIVIA
Cordelia!

CORDELIA
I’m awake.

OLIVIA
Did you see that? Wake up!

CORDELIA
What?

OLIVIA
I saw something. A little orb thing… It came at me.

CORDELIA
Headlights?

OLIVIA
It’s three in the morning.

CORDELIA
It was nothing then.

OLIVIA
I saw something.

CORDELIA
Where?

OLIVIA
By the t.v.

CORDELIA
(finally awake)
How do I know you’re not just trying to scare me?

OLIVIA
Turn on the light.

Cordelia hesitates then reaches for the lamp. The bulb makes a soft popping noise.

CORDELIA
It burnt out.

Olivia hops off of the recliner and flicks on the light switch. Cordelia pulls the blanket over her head quickly as Olivia walks to the window. She opens the yellowing blinds.

OLIVIA
Dad’s car is outside.

CORDELIA
Do you wanna go downstairs?

OLIVIA
I thought you said you were tired.

CORDELIA
Gran is always telling me I can sleep when I’m dead. She’s been pulling double shifts lately so she’s been saying that a lot.

OLIVIA
You do sound like an old lady sometimes.

EXT. OLIVIA’S NEW ROOM NIGHT

Cordelia helps Olivia finish unpacking. Olivia decorates her new room with “unique” picture frames, scented candles and souvenirs from Paris. Olivia finds a pack of Tarot cards in a box of books and throws them on the bed next to Cordelia who sits reading Haunted America.

OLIVIA
Do you think it was a ghost?

Cordelia shrugs and thumbs through the small yellowing paperback. Olivia picks up a size 6 shoe box and begins taping photographs from it on the wall. They are mostly of her and Cordelia.

CORDELIA
(tossing the book on the bed)
Don’t use that one, look at my bangs!

OLIVIA
Look at them now!

Cordelia glances in the mirror of Olivia’s vanity and tries to fix her hair.

OLIVIA
What’s the point? You’re just going to bed anyway.

CORDELIA
Maybe I should dye my hair again.

OLIVIA
Blacker?

CORDELIA
Maybe, purple.

OLIVIA
Your grandma would like that.

CORDELIA
Oh my god.

OLIVIA
What? She totally would.

CORDELIA
Look!

Cordelia moves across the bed grabbing the last photo Olivia taped on the wall. It was from an instant photo-booth in the mall. The girls make a series of silly faces and in the lower corner of each photo there is a blue dot.

BOTH
Creepy.

THE END

Creep was written by blastedgoat If you wish to borrow or preform any part you may do so with my written permission only. I will also link to your work if it is published online. I use Celtx (a freeware program) to write my scripts, it also has formatting for story boards, novels and other specialized writing projects.


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