6. Haunted House Goths
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Austinville #6
Tiffany and the Goths
3:39pm
FADE IN:
INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY
TIFFANY shows the living room to INANNA and RUTHVEN (20s), an
affable Goth couple.
The couple probably has a suburban family with 2.5 kids, a
dog, and a minivan just itching to break out from under the
black clothes and unnaturally-colored hair.
TIFFANY
-- and it's all hardwood
throughout.
INANNA
I love it. Do you like it, honey?
RUTHVEN
Sure, Innana.
TIFFANY
I'm so glad to hear it!
INANNA
And I'll be honest, the "haunted"
thing? Is actually kind of cool.
TIFFANY
It's so spooky!
INANNA
I know this guy, he's a ghost
hunter, he'd go nuts.
Ruthven rolls his eyes at the mention of the 'ghost hunter'.
TIFFANY
I bet all your friends will love
it!
INANNA
Ruthven, honey, we should look at
the basement one more time.
RUTHVEN
Okay.
TIFFANY
Take as long as you need. I'll
wait outside.
EXT. HOUSE - DAY
Tiffany fiddles with her PDA.
TIFFANY
"No signal?"
Far away, an ELEPHANT TRUMPETS. (No, really. We'll explain
this later.)
As Tiffany puzzles over that --
Inside the house, Inanna screams.
Tiffany drops the PDA.
TIFFANY
Crap.
As she bends to pick it up, Inana and Ruthven come running
out, terrified.
INANNA
Forget it. Never mind.
RUTHVEN
I'm really sorry we wasted your
time.
TIFFANY
But -- wait -- what --
INANNA
WHEN YOU SAID THIS PLACE WAS
HAUNTED I DIDN'T THINK YOU MEANT
BLEEDING FACES IN THE MIRROR!
TIFFANY
Oh.
INANNA
Oh. Oh, I get it. Just because we
wear black and listen to early
Ministry that we'll put up with
ectoplasm running down the walls?
I don't think so.
RUTHVEN
We have standards, you know.
INANNA
That's right, honey.
TIFFANY
I'm sure you can negotiate --
INANNA
Find another buyer.
TIFFANY
But your friend -- the ghost hunter
--
INANNA
He photographs *orbs*. He doesn't
chase after spirits that manifest
as flying furniture and bleeding
handprints!
TIFFANY
Tell you what. We add an exorcism
as part of the contract. Not even
part of the redecorating allowance.
Free of charge.
RUTHVEN
Well --
INANNA
No. C'mon, honey.
The Goths leave.
Tiffany fumes for a moment. In a fit of pique, she flings a
clod of dirt at the house.
TIFFANY
That's it. I'm getting a priest.
A SPOOKY SOUND, not unlike distorted laughter, emanates from
the house.
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