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영문 Halloween HO 핼러윈 HO영화 대사에 대한 자료입니다.
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Halloween: H2O
FADE IN:
EXT. STREET - NIGHT - SUBURBIA
Langley, Illinois. A quiet suburb located fifty miles
outside of Chicago.
SUPER the legend: "Langley, Illinois. October 28th 1998"
A HOUSE
nestled in the middle of a tree-lined street. A Honda Civic
pulls into a darkened driveway, the headlights are
extinguished...
PAMELA WHITTINGTON, a middle-aged woman in full registered
nurse attire, emerges from the parked car.
An unlit cigarette dangles loosely from her lips. She heads
to the porch, digging through her purse in search of a
light...
CRUNCH!
Pamela stops in her tracks, looks down at her feet to discover
GLASS
scattered across the porch. She looks at the porch light
hanging above her head.
A SHATTERED LIGHT BULB occupies the socket.
Pamela turns her attention to the front door... its slightly
ajar. She pushes on it gently.... the door swings open
freely, revealing the darkened interior.
PAMELA
Shit...
Pamela drops her purse... darts across some hedges into the
neighbors yard...
EXT. THE HOUSE NEXT DOOR
Pamela runs up to the porch, decorated with carved
pumpkins... POUNDS furiously on the front door, decorated
with a CARDBOARD SKELETON.
NO ANSWER.
She POUNDS again... HARDER. Suddenly, the door SWINGS open
to reveal
AN OMINOUS FIGURE
looming in the doorway. A HOCKEY MASK cloaks his face.
A PAIR OF EYES
glare at Pamela from behind the cut-outs in the plastic
vizard.
PAMELA
gasps, stumbles backward.
THE FIGURE
flips up his mask to reveal
JIMMY HOWELL
a gangly teen, wearing a hockey jersey... skates slung over
his shoulder.
JIMMY
Hey, Mis Whittington, whats up?
PAMELA
My blood pleasure. You scared the
hell out of me.
JIMMY
Oh. Sorry. Im on my way to the
ring and --
PAMELA
(interrupting)
I think someone broke into my
house.
JIMMY
No shit?!
PAMELA
No shit.
CUT TO:
INT. LIVING ROOM - MINUTES LATER
Pamela sits on the couch taking hits off a lit cigarette.
Jimmy paces the room, portable phone pressed against his ear.
JIMMY
(into phone)
3037 Keystone.. yeah... gotcha.
Jimmy hangs up the portable...
JIMMY
(continuing)
Said to give em fifteen minutes.
Theyll send someone by.
Jimmy grabs his hockey stick, heads for the door.
PAMELA
Jimmy, what are you doing?
JIMMY
Checking out your place.
PAMELA
No. Wait for the police.
JIMMY
And miss the big game? No way.
CUT TO:
EXT. HOUSE - MINUTES LATER
Pamela stands at the foot of her driveway... watches as Jimmy
climbs the steps to her porch, hockey stick perched high on
his shoulder.
JIMMY
moves toward the front door, stepping on pieces of shattered
light bulb beneath him.
He swings open the front door with the tip of his stick...
looks inside the darkened house.
He enters cautiously, stick at the ready.
PAMELA
lights up another cigarette, watches nervously as Jimmy
disappears from view...
INT. HOUSE
Jimmy enters the dimmed foyer.
JIMMY
(calling off)
Hey, man, dont mess with me!
Ill knock your head clean off
your body!
He moves stealthily through the house, hockey stick poised
high in the air... room-by-room he checks for intruders...
Jimmy finds his way to the rear of the home, crosses to a
back bedroom, stands in the doorway...
JIMMY
(continuing)
Oh, shit...
ON THE BEDROOM
Converted to a home office... ransacked... file cabinets
overturned, pictures hang crooked on the walls, papers carpet
the floor...
JIMMY
drops the stick to his side, convinced he is now alone in the
house.
He crosses back into the kitchen... steals a cookie from a
cookie jar... opens the fridge... takes a swig from an open
milk carton... completely unaware that --
THE BEDROOM CLOSET DOOR
is opening slowly behind him, then suddenly --
CRASH!
An IRONING BOARD topples out from inside, slams against his
back, hard.
JIMMY
snaps the hockey stick into position... spins around...
swings wildly with the wooden baton. He makes contact with...
A POT RACK
suspended above the island... pots dangling from their hooks
come clanging down on top of him...
The dust settles... Jimmy realizes hes been beating the
stuffing out of an ironing board. He sheepishly exits the
kitchen...
EXT. HOUSE - MINUTES LATER
Pamela stands at the foot of the driveway, trying to see in
to the darkened house...
PAMELA
Come on, damn it...
Jimmy emerges from the house... looks like Wayne Gretsky
after slamming in his record goal. He smiles at Pamela
smugly...
JIMMY
Nothing to fear. The coast is
clear.
PAMELA
You sure?
JIMMY
Totally. I checked all the rooms
and closets...
PAMELA
Nothings missing?
JIMMY
Dont think so. But they sure did
a real number on your office.
Crap everywhere.
PAMELA
My office?
JIMMY
Yeah. Oh, and they messed up your
kitchen pretty good, too...
Goodnight.
Jimmy scurries off, avoiding any more questions.
Pamela heads back to the house.
INT. HOUSE
Pamela enters the house, LOCKS AND BOLTS the front door
behind her. She breathes a heavy sigh of relief, back
against the door... she flicks on a light switch... NOTHING.
PAMELA
Christ, Jimmy... didnt you try
the goddamn lights?!
Pamela moves down the hallway to the laundry room... sh