screenplay here - Raindance Film Festival

jail unless they're able
to prove fraud.
CHARLES half-laughs, half-moans, and sinks back in his chair.
BEETLE JUICE / IRS suddenly appears in the lighted window, and
waves to CHARLES.
INT: THE BARN AND SCULPTURE GALLERY -- NIGHT
DELIA's sculptures, entirely too many of them, have been arranged
for maximum effect.
Two CRITICS stand in front of one of the more characteristic of
DELIA's pieces. They seem to be examining it intently. They
walk around it together. They come back to their original place.
CRITIC #1
Truly magnificent.
CRITIC #2
I know. I have never seen
such a pair of tits on a
sixteen-year-old.
Directly in their sight-line is LYDIA's friend TRIXIE.
TRIXIE gives a disgusted look to the CRITICS, knowing what
they're critiquing. She slouches towards LYDIA.
LYDIA is holding forth to a group of her friends.
LYDIA
He is totally amazing. All
the time I was down at the
train station waiting for him,
he was out here with Delia's
creations. Danny Death said
they were realer than real
life.
DEATH ROCKER #1, who was probably LYDIA's boyfriend before she
came across DANNY DEATH, just looks disgusted.
DEATH ROCKER #1
(Sarcastic) God, he's smart.
They look like total pretentious
crap to me.
LYDIA
Danny Death says that Delia
is working from a base of
total alienation.
TRIXIE
So where is he now?
LYDIA
Well, he's got this whole inner
life, and it's the true
reality, and sometimes it's
too much for him to deal
with. So he went to lie
down for a minute.
INT: OTHO'S ROOM -- NIGHT
It's the room where all the guests have thrown their coats, which
are now heaped in a very substantial pile on OTHO's bed.
OTHO comes into the darkened room, and flicks on the light. He's
half-seas over already, and is brushing crumbs from his vest.
OTHO
Oh God, I know it's at
the very bottom of the
pile.
Without regard for any of the other guests, he starts shoving the
other coats on the floor. After a few moments, he own coat is
revealed in all its peculiar splendor.
OTHO tries to lift his coat, but it won't come up from the bed.
OTHO pulls harder, and then sees that two rictored hands have a
vice-grip on the coat. The hood falls back and reveals the
stark, staring, and very deceased face of BEETLE JUICE / OLD
WOMAN.