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You know we'd never do anything<br />

that would hurt you.<br />

CATHY<br />

I know.<br />

CHARLES<br />

What, honey?<br />

CATHY<br />

I know it wasn't Barbara and<br />

Adam. It was an evil spirit.<br />

ADAM<br />

His name is Beetle Juice.<br />

CATHY<br />

His name is Beetle Juice.<br />

And he's <strong>here</strong>.<br />

The clock on her mantle begins to chime midnight.<br />

INT: LIVING ROOM -- NIGHT<br />

DELIA'S water clock continues to chime the hour.<br />

GUEST #4<br />

Thank God it's midnight.<br />

Now we can go.<br />

GUEST #5<br />

If Delia has a brain in her<br />

head, she'll stay upstairs.<br />

GUEST #6<br />

It'll be a cold day in hell<br />

before I come back to<br />

Connecticut.<br />

The first guests start for the door. At this moment, the clock<br />

stops chiming. BEETLE JUICE slides down the banister. He's<br />

wearing a magician's top hat and tails, looking like he last<br />

worked the Catskills.<br />

BEETLE JUICE<br />

Pick a card.<br />

He fans the TAROT DECK. No one takes the bait. He turns over<br />

the deck. Every one of the cards is DEATH.<br />

The GUESTS nearest the door turn away in disgust.<br />

GUEST #7<br />

Christ, this is what we've<br />

been waiting for?<br />

GUEST #7 pulls open the front door.<br />

BEETLE JUICE --<br />

points at the door. It slams shut. GUEST #7, with his hand<br />

still on the knob, is hurtled against the door, and slumps<br />

unconscious to the floor.<br />

BEETLE JUICE smiles at the crowd.<br />

BEETLE JUICE<br />

Show time.<br />

EXT: THE HOUSE -- NIGHT<br />

The wind is picking up, blowing the trees, pulling the tent pegs<br />

from the ground. The tent whips high into the air. The barn<br />

door is slammed shut by the force of the gale.<br />

INT: BARN -- NIGHT<br />

TRIXIE and ART CRITIC #2 are making out in the shadow of one of<br />

DELIA's monumental sculptures in steel and feathers. The whole<br />

barn structure creaks with the force of the wind.<br />

TRIXIE<br />

Hey, it's midnight. I<br />

want to see Lydia's ghosts.<br />

Let's go inside.<br />

CRITIC #2

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