THIRTEEN GHOSTS - Daily Script

THIRTEEN GHOSTS - Rev. 10/27/00 14.
16 CONTINUED: 16
RAFKIN
Cyrus... oh, man... look at you...
There goes my bonus.
Suddenly, someone grabs his arm, and spins him around.
It's Kalina. She's sobbing and shaking Cyrus's glasses
in Rafkin's face.
KALINA
Was it worth it? Huh? Playing
God! Was it...?
OFF Rafkin's shell-shocked look, we PAN OVER to see the
ghost of one of the techs, ripped apart and bloody,
studying the scene.
DISSOLVE TO:
17 INT. LARGE BEDROOM - MORNING 17
A bright, sunny day...
THROUGH a glass window we see and hear two children out
playing in the yard. A Norman Rockwell, picture-perfect
setting...
A young boy and a teenage girl romp in the grass, then up
to the window steps a beautiful woman, fresh from the
garden. It's obvious she's the mother of these two.
Over the giggling of the kids she smiles at ARTHUR
KRITICOS, 50, sitting inside his bedroom, in a very
comfortable chair, taking in his family with pride.
We PAN TO Arthur as he smiles, content...
A sharp KNOCK on the bedroom door breaks the mood, and
Arthur turns. Our UNCUT CAMERA CONTINUES TO PAN TO the
door. As it does, it SWEEPS ACROSS a desk decorated with
family photos, one of which is the woman at the window.
CAMERA CONTINUES TO the door, where we notice the wall
and door around KATHY, Arthur's 21-year-old daughter, has
somehow aged from the pristine room we thought we were
in. Kathy sticks her head in. Pretty if she ever had
time to fix her hair, clad in a University of Calumny
sweatshirt. She stirs a pan of burnt scrambled eggs.
KATHY
Dad... it's almost eight-thirty...
shake a leg. You'll miss your
first class. And could you tell
Maggie to get the hell out of the
bathroom. She had her five
minutes twenty minutes ago.
(CONTINUED)