THIRTEEN GHOSTS - Daily Script
THIRTEEN GHOSTS - Daily Script
THIRTEEN GHOSTS - Daily Script
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<strong>THIRTEEN</strong> <strong>GHOSTS</strong> - Rev. 10/27/00 54.<br />
52 CONTINUED: 52<br />
RAFKIN<br />
(panicking)<br />
Oh, no...<br />
Rafkin paces in front of the cubes. He peers worriedly<br />
into the next cube. At first he sees nothing, when<br />
suddenly, a hammer slams against the glass. Rafkin<br />
whoops and jumps backwards. He grabs his heart.<br />
RAFKIN<br />
Never fails... they always wait<br />
for you to put your face right up<br />
near the glass...<br />
Maggie eyes him warily. Rafkin takes off the glasses<br />
and puts them on Maggie. She looks into the cube. And<br />
screams.<br />
THROUGH GHOST GLASSES<br />
A hugely-built middle-aged BLACK MAN appears, dressed in<br />
layers of viciously torn leather, with a blacksmith apron<br />
covering what remains. In addition, nails and spikes are<br />
hammered into his body, from his head down to the sledgehammer<br />
that's been nailed to his handless arm.<br />
MAGGIE<br />
Oh my God... it's a... it's a...<br />
RAFKIN<br />
That's right, we're surrounded by<br />
'em all the time. Most of 'em<br />
can't hurt us. Most of 'em don't<br />
want to hurt us... but there are<br />
exceptions.<br />
The apparition glares at Rafkin. He takes hold of a<br />
spike embedded deep in his shoulder and pulls. All eight<br />
inches of rusting metal comes out. He thrusts it at the<br />
glass, and pulls it across the surface in a shower of<br />
sparks, as if carving a hello from Hell.<br />
MAGGIE<br />
What's he doing?<br />
RAFKIN<br />
Just saying hi. I helped put him<br />
here.<br />
The ghost lowers his spike. Into the glass he has etched<br />
the phrase "U MYN." Dennis takes a beat, then licks the<br />
glass.<br />
(CONTINUED)