Ref: Vicentico/Toos puesto el 22/6/01 0:09
Buenas madrugadas!: Mi aparición por aquí es meramente informativa: Es posible que recibais algún mensaje absurdo, ininteligible o , tal vez, incompleto. Incluso es posible que el mensaje sea de algún conocido y admás llevará un fichero adjunto. ¡NO LO ABRAIS!. Pues de lo contrario cada vez que useis el correo enviareis aleatoriamente el virus del fichero adjunto a todas las personas que figuren en vuestros libros de direcciones. Nada más. ¡Un saludo !
Ref: Zzz puesto el 22/6/01 0:39
Yo... quisiera saber si sigue viniendo x aqui un tal Grillito.Razón pregunat portero.
Ref: a zzzz puesto el 22/6/01 2:59
si, yo vi a grillo por aqui hace 4 dias o asi. Eomer
Ref: Vicentico/Toni puesto el 22/6/01 14:27
Creo que ya he resuelto el problema del virus. Cuando esté más seguro te enviaré un mensaje para ver que pasa, pero eso no será hasta el lunes. Si en este tiempo no recibes nada raro, cabe suponer que los ficheros machacados eran los culpables. Mi hija ha aprobado. Patxarán para todos!.[][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][][].
Ref: Toni puesto el 22/6/01 15:41
Vicentico: De acuerdo, si se infecta tu "hijo" ya te avisaré.
Llevo toda la mañana intentando conectarme con la UV y es imposible, me sale un aviso que dice "SERVIDOR SATURADO", aunque supongo que ya sabreis la nota.
Espero que haya ido bien.
Un abrazo.
Ref: Max puesto el 22/6/01 19:26
Sigo pensando en ti
Ref: 12º puesto el 22/6/01 22:16
The Blair Witch Project This Transcript was taken from the early Sundance Film Fest version of the movie. We will be adding things from the final cut soon, as well as pointing out the differences between the two. This version of the transcript has yet to be proofread; some of it has yet to be spellchecked as well. Some of the incorrect grammar is intentional as this is directly from the movies dialog. Please e-mail corrections to: torjes29@pct.edu To wrap in WordPad go to View, Options and select Wrap to Window. Downloaded from: http://welcome.to/burkittsville.com Transcribed by Jesse Torok, 1999. E-mail: torjes29@pct.edu Version 1.0 Last updated 8/29/1999 --------- The Blair Witch Project In October of 1994, three student filmmakers disappeared in the woods near Burkittsville, Maryland while shooting a documentary called "The Blair Witch Project". A year later their footage was found. Man off camera: You look a little blurry. Let me zoom out okay? Heather: Okay. Huh. Man: Okay got you. Heather: This is my home. Which I am leaving the comforts of, for the weekend. To explore the Blair Witch. (Close up of pile of books) Heather: Some essential reading. How To Stay Alive in the Woods, cause you never know what's going to happen. (Picks up book) Heather: And this is a very important book, because it has the article about what happened at Coffin Rock. Man: That's pretty old. Heather: Yeah it's totally old. Heather: And this is my field notebook. (Cuts to Joshes car) Heather: Hey it's Mister Punctuality! How the hell are you this morning? Josh: Tired. So I got the CP up. Heather: Good. It's important, cause that's what were shooting on. Josh: No one knows I have it, but I got it. Heather: Alright, come on. Into the house. (Circling each other with cameras.) Heather: (laughing) I'm not going to bump into shit from the directors' chair. I don't want to fuck up the cameras before we leave. Hey! Nice camera man! All right I know I'm hitting the steps. (Inside Heaters house, Josh looking tired with head down on table) Josh: So where's Mikey at? Heather: I have to go get him. Josh: Okay. Heather: Supposed to be there at 8:30. Josh: Okay. Heather: Which means we are already going to be behind schedule, but it's important to have juice. Josh: That's cool. Cut to outside Mike's house inside car. Heather: I guess your Mike! Josh starts to back away leaving mike on the doorstep. Heather: (whisper) stop, stop, stop, stop. Will we get to meet your Mamma? Inside car. Heather: How are you Mike? It's nice to meet you. Mike: I'm doing good, and I'm very excited about this. Thank you for the opportunity. Heather: Well thank you for getting the equipment together. Cuts to grocery store. Holding box of rice over shopping cart Josh: Yeah we've got rice. Got mustard, fudge. Mike holds up Powerbar Mike: Oatmeal and raisin baby. Heather: You like raisin? I don't like it. Mike: I've never had a Powerbar before. Heather zooms in on bag of Marshmallows Heather: Oh soft Josh off camera: Hey! You weasel! Heather: Marrrrshmelllowwwss. Walking into small diner Mike points out a Halloween decoration of a ghost Josh and Heather: Boooooooh Heather: Do you believe in ghosts? Inside diner Head shot of Waitress Girl Heather: Have you ever heard of the Blair Witch? Girl: I guess. That actually sounds kind of familiar. My older sister went to Blair High School. Heather: I wanna, I wanna get a little bit into here... Josh: I want to go set this camera up over here. Sets camera on nearby table shooting towards the crew Heather: We are relatively tightly scheduled. So try to keep us moving. First we are going to area five. I cannot stress enough the importance of being on time. Josh: First is the cemetery? Heather: First is the cemetery. Cut to cemetery Mike fiddling with gear Josh: You guys wanna get the uh...ceremonial first slate? Heather fixes makeup in cars rear view mirror Heather: Absolutely. Heather zooms around Josh Heather: Here he is, filling out our first slate for our first shot. Josh: Should we all like cut our fingers open and bleed on it? A little bloodletting on the slate? Heather: No we'll save that for later. (Laughs nervously) Josh: Kiss the slate. It's first slate. Heather: First slate, marked by my lipstick. Josh carries slate over to Mike Josh: First slate, kiss it. Mike bites down onto clacker part of slate Heather: Awe he licked it, god bless him. Your not supposed to eat it, we need that for the rest of the shoot. Cut to Welcome sign outside of Burkittsville Heather: This is Burkittsville, formerly Blair. It is a small, quiet Maryland town. Cuts to heather in cemetery Much like a small town anywhere. No more then twenty families laid their roots here over two hundred years ago. Many of whom remain, either on this hill or in the town below. There are an unusually high number of children laid to rest here. Shots of various headstones Most of whom passed in the 1940's. Yet no one in the town seems to recall anything unusual about this time. To us anyway. Yet legend tells a different story. One whose evidence is all around us, etched in stone. In joshes car Heather: Yeah! Yeehaww! Well we have shot the first scene! The cemetery scene, the opening is shot! Josh shows a handful of ruined and crumpled 16mm film to camera. Heather: Ahh this is our salad. Josh: This is our souvenir. Heather: Yes this is our souvenir from our very first shot, of our very first scene on 16 millimeter. And we are proud of this salad. Cut to man in general store Heather: We are making a documentary, about the Blair Witch. Man: (smiles) Oh? Heather: Oh, have you heard of the Blair Witch? Man: Oh yeah, that's an old, old, old story. Outside store on B&W 16mm Man: I remember Mister Parr was an old hermit. Heather: Right. Man: He lived up on the mountain, he had a place up there and had been up there for a long, long time. Cut to woman with baby. Heather: You've heard of the Blair Witch? Woman: Several times. Heather: Several times, and what was the first incidence? Woman: Well I'd heard stories about her from people and neighbors and stuff like that. But also I saw a documentary on the Discovery Channel or something like that once, about her, about ghosts and legends in Maryland. Cut back to man Man: Sorta in the winter I guess that followed. In the winter of 1940. Ahh some of the young kids started disappearing. Nobody, nobody knew anything about why they were disappearing. Cut back to woman Woman: But the creepy Woman is cut off by baby putting hand over woman's mouth Heather: Uh oh that's an omen. Woman: Haha, the creepiest story I'd heard about her, was that two men were out hunting near the uh, cabin or something that she's supposed to haunt. And they dissapeard off the face of the earth. Baby grows more agitated Baby: No! No! No! Woman: It's all right Ingrid, I'm just telling a scary story, but it's not true. Woman: (mouths) It's true. Cut back to man Man: Finally one day, old Mister Parr comes down into the market and said "I'm finally finished." Heather: And what did he mean by that? Man: Well I guess nobody knew at first but the police finely went up on the mountain and they searched his house and they found the bodies of seven kids from the area, and those were the seven kids who were missing. And then they brought them out of the woods one at a time. And it was just a terrible thing, just tore the whole community up. Back to woman Woman: Well their wives apparently went looking for them and they found their campsite. The fire was still burning. The deer that they had hunted that was being in the process of being gutted. It looked like someone was still working there and camping there and all that. The men were no where to be found. Their clothes were there. Everything was there. Heather: But they never found them? Woman: They never found them there. Cut to girl in Diner Girl: All my life I've believed in witches or ghosts and stuff. Heather: But you believe there are some in this area? Girl: Oh defiantly. Cut to old man on street Heather: Do you believe in witchcraft? Old Man: Nope! Heather: No? Old Man: No sir. Heather: Are you a religious man? Old Man: Yep. Heather: Alrighty. Back to woman with baby -put in other parts Woman: Pretty creepy stuff. I believe there is something happening with her. Heather: Do you think its possible that she is still up there now? Woman: I don't go up there. Heather: You don't go up there? Woman: Yeah I believe enough to not go up there. (Laughs) Cut back to first man Man: They say that the woods are all haunted up there and stuff like that. Heather: What do they say? How are they haunted? Man: Well there really isn't many people that say it's haunted, but there was this old woman by the name of Mary Brown. Heather: Mary Brown? Hmm. Man: Yeah and she was kinda crazy. Heather: How was she seen by the community? Man: Crazy. Cut to in car driving towards trailer home Heather: That's it, the American flag. Mary's house. I'm gonna grab her and bring her out. Why don't you check around and see what the best light is. Heather confronts Mary's gate comprised of twigs bound together with string Heather: This is Mary's gate. I'm not even sure how I pull this open. Heather lifts one end and tries to open gate Heather: Okay. Oh shit. I've made her gate fall apart. Cuts to Mary standing on her porch holding a bible Heather: Cause something interesting happened at one point in your life. You had an encounter with the Blair Witch? Mary: Yes I um, that is really a kinda scary story. To kinda make ends meet my dad and I would go fishing down by Tapings creek. You know that uhhms it's in Burkittsville. I was lying down on the leaves, upon the leaves, kinda watching the pool and looking up at the sky. And all of the sudden it felt like somthin was near me. You know kinda a eerie feeling. It was like a woman! Only on her arms and on her hands it was like a hair. It was real dark almost black hair. Almost like a horse. Heather: Like fur? Mary: Yeah like a fur, like a horse fur. And her arms, she had like a shawl, a wool shawl over her. Heather: And she scared you? She threatened you? Mary: And um...she didn't' say anything, but she kept staring and then she opened up her shawl. And under it there was hair on her body like a horse. Heather: So she was hairy from head to toe? Mary: Yeah and her legs. And you could see she was a female. Heather: How about her face? Mary: Just kinda like strange looking. Cuts back to car Josh: Thank god she's not in the film business. I mean can you imagine... Heather: She thinks she is in the film business! She also says she's a ballerina. Mike: Get out! Heather: She says she's a historian writing a book on American History. Mike: I heard that. Heather: And she says she's a scientist who does research at the department of energy. Cuts to later in car Josh: I'm checking my depth of field charts to see how bad... Heather: So you measure for meters? What? Were not in Europe! Josh: Yeah well the fucking lens has meters on it. Heather: It also has, it also has our system. Josh: Nah, it has meters on it. Heather: This is an American camera though. Josh: All those are meters. Heather: What about the brown ones? Josh: The brown ones are feet. Heather: Yeah, the brown ones are on there, eh? Josh: Yeah, but the white ones are obvious. Heather: I thought you used this camera before man? Josh: I've used it like once before. Cut to motel room Heather: How do you feel about today guys? Josh: I learned a lot. Heather: You learned a lot about Mary Brown? Josh: I learned a lot about like shooting. Heather: Sixteen? Josh: Just, just shooting out here. Cuts ahead crew is drinking and feeling good Josh: (coughs) Heather: Are you all right? Mike: Are you gonna die? Josh: I ain't gonna die paw! Heather: The witch'll kill yah out there. They toast each other Mike: We kicked some ass today. Josh: Cheers. Heather: Very good day. Mike: Excellent day. Heather: Very good first day. We're going to do an equipment check, and then I'm gonna call my mom. Mike: Okay, I've got a bag of Utz and a beer. Mike and Josh laugh Heather: So I guess you're covered then. Heather: Can you just run it for a few feet for me so we can check that it's okay? Josh: Sure. Josh picks up 16-mm camera and starts to shoot heather shooting him with VHS camera Heather: We just want to hear it, so the mag is loaded properly so we can shoot some stuff. Okay that's good. That's good thank you! Heather: Let's just be relaxed because we've got a really, really long day tomorrow. Today was cake compared to tomorrow. We're going to do a lot of hiking, were going to have a lot of weight with us. Josh: I'm there. Mike: That's what we're preparing for! Heather: (laughs) All right, shut up yah smart-ass. Heather: Poor me a shot please. Josh motions bottle of Scotch towards Heather. Mike: Ohhh! You can't do that. Heather: Yes I can, at this point I fuckin have to do that all right! Mike laughs Heather: Do we have any weed? Cuts to heather holding bottle of Scotch Heather: Here I go. (Takes swig) Josh: Drink! Drink! Heather: (makes face) I fucking hate Scotch. Josh laughs Cuts to next morning Josh packing car Heather: There's my son Josh. Josh: Kay. Heather: How are yah? Josh: I'm hurtin. Cuts to Mike still getting ready in motel room Mike: I'm not ready for that thing yet, like, you know? Heather: I, I know you don't like it. Okay. Heather waves at herself in bathroom mirror Heather: Hello. Welcome to day two. Cuts to inside car driving along country road Heather: The trail should be somewhere along here, we shouldn't miss it. It should be pretty obvious. Cuts to fishermen along creek Heather: You guys say you know something about the Blair Witch? Fisherman 1: Oh I've heard the myth. I don't really believe much in it. Heather: The myth? Fisherman 1: That's all I think it is. Fisherman 2 mumbles something Heather: What did you say sir? Fisherman 2: I said you damn fool kids will never learn. Heather: You damn fool kids will never learn. Fisherman 1: Ehh shut up. Heather: What makes you say that? First of all can I have your permission to put your image on video for the purpose of the documentary entitled the Blair Witch Project? Fisherman 2: Well I don't care much about that but uh. Heather: Well you have to say yes or no sir. Fisherman 2: Yeah sure that's all right. Fisherman 1: Uh, well some girl back in the late 1800's, Robin Weaver I believe her name was. Supposedly, wandered off and disappeared into the woods. Fisherman 2: Ain't no supposedly about it! She wondered off! Fisherman 1 swats at comment and rolls eyes Fisherman 1: Okay so she wandered off. Fisherman 2: And she got lost! Fisherman 1: Three days later... Fisherman 2: (mumbles) Supposedly.... Fisherman 1: (stutters, glares over at Fisherman 2 and tries to continue story) Three days later she just uh appears back on her grandmothers' porch. And everybody's mystified by it. She was babbling... Fisherman 2: And she had a tale to tell too. Fisherman 1: Yeah she was babbling something about an old woman who's feet never touched the ground. Fisherman 2: I tell yah, I saw right up there by that tree up the creek, about a hundred yards. A white misty thing that I can't tell what it was. Heather: Gray? Like gray vapor rising out of the trees? Fisherman 2: Wright out of the water! Heather: Right out of the water? Fisherman 2: Up the side of them trees and it disappeared over them.... Fisherman 1: Oh your full of it. Fisherman 2: Anybody worth there salt around here knows this area has been haunted by that old woman for years. Cut to inside of car, Josh sitting on windshield filming while Mike drives and Heather videotapes his ass. Heather: (laughs) Oh our view is just ever so amazing. (Makes goat like sound swivels camera up) Mike: How's the speed? A little more? Josh: (muffled) Yeah you can! Heather: Could you slide up so we get more of your ass-crack? Cuts to what Josh is shooting on 16mm Mike: Some serious woods around here. Heather: You excited? Mike: You got it. Heather: I hope he's not rolling off the whole shot on this. How many feet are you shooting? Josh: Ah, about twenty so far. Heather: Oh okay good. Slowly pass cabin along the road Cuts to Heather struggling to strap on her with equipment pack Mike: I could help you, but I'd rather stand here and record. Heather: Okay. Cuts to Heather having camera again Heather: Packs are on were ready to go. Mike: We gotta go up to the shack? The shanty? Heather: Yup. Josh: Wow. Heather backs away, the car shrinking in the distance. Heather: Oh my god, scary. Cuts to the beginning of the hike Heather: On our way to coffin rock now, we are totally on track now. I know exactly where we are. We are a bit behind schedule and I'm a bit concerned about loosing light today. Mike: Ready for another song? (Sings) We are down by the river! Heather: (laughs) we are down by the river. Cuts to large ditch with small stream running through it Heather: So were crossing this? Yeah? Josh: Yeah Josh runs and jumps into ditch Cuts to Mike having camera Josh: You wanna toss me the video camera man? Heather: No I don't think we want to throw the video camera. Josh: Hey Mikey throw me the video camera man. Heather: No ah Heather climbs down into ditch Mike: I want to get her going across man. Shot of Heather's rear end Mike: I see a dirty behind! Cuts to coffin rock, where rocks jut out into the stream Heather: There it is. See? Cuts to Heather on top of coffin rock. Heather: (clacks slate picks up "The Blair Witch Cult" book struggles to find her place and begins reading) Heather: They went into the woods prepared to find death, what they found was a desecration to humanity. At the site which trappers have often refereed to as Coffin Rock. On top of the rock formation, the story of the torture inflicted upon these brave five men unfolded. Each was bound to the other. Each mans hands bound to the next mans feet, forming a solid structure out of the men. Blood at the edge of the hedges had indicated that this act had been committed while each was alive and able bodied enough to struggle. In the torso of each man the intestines had been torn out crudely. On each mans sun bleached face was inscribed with indecipherable writing cut into their flesh with an eerie precision. The men still entranced by the horror of what had happened, left the scene to tell the sheriff what had happened and did not sketch the writing and did not remove the bodies from the rock. Upon return vultures were seen at the rock, but upon inspection the bodies had been removed by persons unknown. The search party clamed that the stench of death was still thick. And whom ever took the bodies had done so in a matter of hours. That happened here, at Coffin Rock. Cuts to Heather looking at watch Heather: I felt really rushed, cause I really want to get to camp and its 4:52. We're going to be loosing light soon. Cuts to what Josh is shooting on 16mm Heather: But I can always use the shots without me in it. Because I recorded sound reading the whole thing. I'm sure I can edit it together somehow. Heather: It's starting to rain. Cuts to Josh and Mike setting up camp Heather: Well I don't have a tent for three people. I'm not usually traveling with two men if you know what I'm saying. Cuts to Mike playing with stick stuck in the ground Heather: ...video camera, what a lie! It's poring rain right now; we can't even get a fire going. Heather: Show the kids at home what the stick is for! Mike shifts, leans tall and rests his arm on the stick Heather: Look at that. Cuts to night inside tent Josh: You get too much ass smell just... Heather: Okay, who wouldn't let me have a cigarette in the tent but he's aloud to fart as much as he wants? Josh: I never gave Mike any fart allowance. (Laughs) Cuts to morning Heather: So you heard noises last night? See the problem is I sleep like a fucking rock. Josh: (yawns) there were two separate noises coming from two layers of spacer over here. And one of them was like. One of them possibly could have been an owl, but the other one was like a cackling. Heather: No way. Josh: It was a total cackle. Mike: If I heard a cackling I would have shit in my pants. Cuts to crew looking at map, Josh filming Josh: Where did we start out yesterday? Heather: Off the map. Josh: Off the map. Heather: Cause I knew where we were going. Though I know there was some confusion. Josh: Wait, wait say that again? Heather: I said I knew where we were going. Josh: Wait, would that be a full of shit statement? Josh points camera at Mike Josh: Would that be a full of shit statement? Mike nods Heather: No I did know where we were going! Josh: All I'm saying is that you got us lost man. Heather: For a very brief amount of time! Josh: Okay. Mike: Just don't get us lost today. Josh: Yeah seriously. Heather: I'm not! I know where all these points are on the map. Josh: So what's up? Are you happy with the way the documentary is going? Heather: Yes I am. Josh: Yeah? Heather: And I'm very pleasantly surprised by our little Mikey. Mike: Your little Mikey? Heather laughs Heather: He's a very spirited young man. Josh: So what's up, I mean what's your take on the Blair Witch at this point? Heather: I don't know. Josh: Do you think she exists? Heather: I don't know. Cuts to crew hiking Mike: Heather I wish you would find the trail already. Heather: There is a trail on top of this hill! Don't worry! It is a trail. Heather: We like short cuts don't we? Mike: We like level shortcuts, we don't' like mountiness short cuts. Cuts to close up of Mike's naked chest Heather: It's a little warmer today. This is the first time we've seen Mike's chest. All right it's really hard to pick up on video actually. Mike has really spuratic hair patterns on his chest. It's like blank, harry, blank harry. Mike: You should see my ass! Josh: (points to hair patch) Look! Look! It's fucking Uruguay right there! Heather: Wow! Josh: There's Paraguay over here. Heather: Look I think I see Bolivia! Cuts to dead mouse on forest floor Heather: What killed this dead mouse? Witchcraft? Josh: How about god? Cuts to heather squatting in the distance behind some trees Josh: Is that the Blair Witch? No, I think its Heather taking piss. Heather: I really have to go! Josh: Well then go! Cuts to hiking again Heather: We are hot on the cemeteries trail. I can feel it. Mike mumbles Heather: What? Mike: Says you. Heather: Says me, of course. And we should be hitting it in about ninety minutes. You guys cool with that? Mike: What? Heather: 90 minutes. Can you hang...? Josh: As long as you know where were going. Heather: I know exactly where were going. Cuts to Josh looking at map Heather: I suppose its necessary to look at the map, even though I know where were going. And were going straight ahead up there. Mike: If you know where were going we wouldn't be hiking like... Josh: Were in the middle of the fucking woods. Heather: Some of it is off trail hiking! Mike: Because people told you, oh yeah there's a cemetery back there! Mike: Were lost. Admit that first! Heather: I know were not lost! Mike: Oh and you knew that yesterday too, and you know that twice today! Heather: Look! No! Bullshit! And we have not been lost at all today! Not once, I know where were going! Mike: Let me tell you what you told us. "Its like two hours away." Then it's like, three hours, maybe four hours away. Heather: Did you agree to do this project? Mike: I did! I agreed to a scouted out project! I didn't think we'd be running around in the woods... Heather: It is scouted out! Mike: I've got fifteen hundred dollars worth of equipment on me! Josh: Guys! Guys! It's cool, it's cool. Please, your being a smart-ass and your being a smart-ass. Were, were just looking at the map using it the best we can. I can totally find this. This is where we were and we are going more or less this way. Cuts to Mike holding map Josh: Okay, what's your call. Where do you think we're going? Mike: I'll tell you the truth. This is like; this is Greek to me. It's useless. Heather: Right. Exactly. Mike: So I am putting my ah trust in you that you know where it is. Heather: Good. Mike: Although I, I gotta tell you I don't fully trust you. And I....ah I'm not going to say it. Heather: What? Mike: Nothing, I don't understand why you have to have every conversation on video? Heather: Because I'm making a documentary. Mike: Not about us getting lost! We're making a documentary about a Witch! Heather: I have a camera. It doesn't hurt, because I'm sure we'll look back at this and laugh heartily. Cuts to Josh crossing stream on fallen log Mike: Baby steps man, baby steps. Heather: Just breathe and don't look down maybe? No you gotta look down. Mike: You gonna have to crawl? Josh: I'm going to crawl. Mike: Cool. Heather: Think about how fucking cool the cemetery is going to be when we get there. Think of the joy of being in a really good film! Josh: Please be quiet! Heather: Okay I'm quiet. Shit how am I going to do this? Josh finishes crossing and stands up Josh: Okay, Mikey? Mike: Yeah. Josh: There's no way your coming across. You'll have to get down on your belly. Mike: No way man. Josh: There's no chance. It's too fucking hard. Heather: How are we going to get the DAT across then? Josh: With the moss it's slippery as shit. Heather: How will we get the DAT across? Josh: I don't know, lemme get off here and get my pack off. Mike: I'll just go back and forth. Heather: You want to go back and forth? You can do it that way? Mike: I didn't want to do this at all. Heather: Okay, well do it back and forth. Loud cracking Josh: Oh god! Heather: Oh shit! What'd you drop! Josh: I didn't drop anything, the tree broke. Mike: The log broke. Heather: Phew! Oh, fuck. Cuts to hiking near cemetery Heather: We are very, very, very close now. You guys excited? Okay. Heather: What's this? Close up of tree with branches filled with rocks and dead twigs Heather: Say, guys? Do you remember something that Mary Brown said the other day? What was the story from the Bible she was telling us? Fuck I wasn't listening to her because I thought she was a lunatic. Shots of piles of rocks, "graves" and rocks stacked high up in tree branches Heather: See I don't know if this counts. Three, four, five, six seven. Cuts to night around camp fire Heather: Witches in days gone by where roasted just like my Vienna sausage. Flames are licking you like the devil their Josh. Josh: (sings Gilligans Island theme) Heather: Yeah, but this ship has a good captain, not a fat beer-guzzling captain. Mike: He wasn't beer guzzling. Josh: There was no beer on the island man, if they had beer they would've had like, big ass orgies. (All laugh) Heather: You're kinda like the Captain and Mikes kinda like your Gilligan. No offence, I mean that as a complement. Gilligan was a funny guy. Josh: But the Captain was fat. Heather: Okay, Let's call it a thin Captain. Mike: Let's not call it the Captain anymore you illiterate TV people! It's the Skipper. (All laugh loudly) Cuts back to cemetery at night Mike: Here we are back at the rock again, rock thing, cemetery deal. Cuts to various rock piles Sound of tumbling rocks Heather: (gasps) You didn't just knock that over please tell me you didn't just knock that over. That's not very nice. All right, I'm going to put it back. Heather places rocks back on pile and blows them a kiss Heather: Can't be too careful. Cuts ahead Heather: What'd yah think? Josh: It was...the same thing but darker. Heather: Yeah pretty much. All right, bag it up put it away. Cuts to absolute darkness Heather: Hello!? (whispers) Shit the light. (Sounds of sticks breaking in the distance) (Heather breathes heavy) Heather: We were sleeping... Josh: Do you want this? Heather: Just keep it by the opening of the tent! Shhh! Cuts to Heather crawling on hands and knees, then she motions Josh to come forward with camera Heather: Hello!? Hello! Cracking sounds in the distance Heather: It's all around us. I can't see shit! Cuts back to tent, Mike inside tent Heather: Michael are you saying you're not coming down? Mike: I ain't going down there! Heather: Why not? Mike: Because I don't hear shit! Heather: Because you're fucking scared! Mike: Because I don't hear anything anymore! Heather: Because you're fucking scared! You can not deny hearing it! Get your ass out! What's the big deal!? Cuts to next morning, Josh in rain gear. Josh: This rain fucking blows dude. Heather: I know and it's raining very heavily. Well... Josh: Thank my mom for giving me rain gear for my eighteenth birthday, yah know. Heather: (shivers) God bless her. What do you think that was last night? Josh: Personally.... I think it was someone fucking with your head. Heather: But nobody knows where out here. Josh: Yeah, but did you ever see Deliverance? Cuts to Mike Heather: Do you understand at all where I'm coming from? I just wanted to know that whoever it was... Mike: You were freaking out. I don't even know.... Heather: I was freaking out. I wake up and all of the sudden shits going down, and all I can think is I gotta get it. I gotta get it all on; all I wanna get it on sound get it on sixteen. If we can see anything I want to see it on sixteen. Mike: Well, it sounded to me like a bunch of people running around, and I'm not down with messing with locals or whatever. I dunno who the hell would come out here, but what bugs me out is that we're so damn deep in the woods and people are going to come out here and try and mess with us, then they gotta have something wrong with them. And I'm not gonna play with that. Heather: But how do we know it was people? Mike: Well even if it wasn't I'm not gonna play with that either! Cuts to crew hiking back Heather: (sighs) Fuck man, this is a really long day. Very wet, very long day. Nobody is really speaking to me at the moment now. Mike: I don't remember a...(mumbles) Heather: What? Mike: I don't remember a portion of this from walking in from the car. Heather: Well, we have to go a little differently to go back because we went around in a curve a little bit. Cuts ahead Heather: I'm telling you guys, two more hours max. Josh: (stops walking) (mumbles) why were going back a different way? Heather: Because we came a bit around. That was the most direct way to hit our two locations, now this is the most direct way back to the car. Mike: Seriously, really? Heather: Yeah! Seriously. Mike: You know exactly what's going on? Heather: Yes! Just keep going. Josh: Yeah, well, will wait five minutes till map check. Heather: All right. Cuts ahead Heather: All right we just did a map check and it seems were pretty much still on trail. Josh: That's not what I said. Heather: No, I think were all right. (Both Josh then Mike look away in disgust) Heather: We took a map reading we just fallow what the compass says. We are going straight ahead, that way. That way. Josh: Were in the middle of nowhere! Heather: We've been in the middle of nowhere for two days. The car is parked in the middle of nowhere, almost. Josh: So like look at this shit man, this is nothing! Heather: Okay, lets just keep going all right? Cuts ahead Heather: I think we should camp. Mike: Get the fuck out of here! Why? Because you don't know where we're going? Heather: No, because I think were still a ways off from the car and it's going to be getting dark real soon. Look, I'm not saying for certain. Mike: We're not camping here! Get us home! Turn the camera off and get us home! Heather: Maybe we're near the car. Maybe we're near the car! Josh: Give me the fucking map! Give me the map. Turn the camera off and give me the map. Mike: Turn the camera off and get us home! Heather: No, I'm not turning the camera off. I wanna mark this occasion. Josh: Give me the map. Heather: The map is in my pocket your going to have to wait a second. Mike: GODDAMN! Heather: If we keep our heads together we'll be just fine. Mike: THAT'S FUCKING BULLSHIT! Josh: Mike, chill. Heather: Mike... Mike: DON'T FUCKING TELL ME TO RELAX! Josh: Let's walk up, find a tree to sit under or some shit and check the map. Heather: Yes, can we find a place to sit to check the map please? Cuts to night, cuts to darkness. Josh: Are you happy? Heather: I'm not happy, no. But the car's not far; we're just not going to be able to find it in the dark. Mike: Are you positively sure? Heather: Yes. I am so sorry man. We can probably still get the DAT back tomorrow. Josh: I hope your fucking happy. Mike: We have too! We have too! Heather: We will, we will. We will get the DAT back before it's due back tomorrow. Josh: I gotta fucking work. Heather: Everything will get back. Josh: I'm supposed to be at work tomorrow at nine! Heather: I know. Josh: Let's camp...let's camp. Let's fucking camp. Okay? Cuts ahead, darkness. Heather: (hushes) shh...shhh... I wanna get it; I wanna get it from inside the tent. Whatever it was last night, it sounds like the same fucking thing. (Rustling outside tent) (Tent flap being unzipped) Heather: Where's my boots? Oh, fuck it's cold. (Turns camera light on) Heather: Hello!? Oh shit, it's fucking freezing. I hear it. Mike: I don't hear shit. (Rustling noise) Heather: Hear that? Shit! Hello? (Josh with 16mm swings back around to look at Heather standing at the tent) (Cuts back to Heather's Hi-8) Heather: Awe fuck. (Shivers, shaking camera) Mike: I think it's just deer. Heather: It could be deer I guess. I don't think it's deer though man. It sounds exactly like that shit last night. It's on all sides of us. Mike: It sounded just like a deer. Josh: It was a deer man. Heather: I don't think it was a... Mike: It wasn't like last night. Heather: Shh! Shh... (Bang in the distance) Mike: Did you hear...? Heather: (whispers) Yes! Fucking listen! Let's get it on DAT, let's get it on DAT. Mike: Okay, it's on. (Rustling grows louder) Josh: Jesus Christ! What the fuck is that?! FUCK! (Sound continues) Heather: It's not scared by our yelling. Heather: That sounds like footsteps. Mike: (whispers) I know! That's a fucking person! Heather: Mike, I'm not seeing shit on video. I'm going to leave the rest for DAT but I'm going to stay out with you here though. Mike: You gotta fucking stay out here with me. Heather: I am. Mike: What time is it? Is it anytime near morning right now? (Whispers) Please say it's fucking five o'clock or some shit. Heather: It's three. Mike: Fuck! This is bullshit; this is absolutely fucking crazy. Heather: I'm sorry Mike. We should be out of here already. Mike: I have nothing, nothing to do with this. I swear to god this is bullshit. Cuts to next morning Heather: We woke up this morning, just like two seconds ago, and there are piles of rocks outside of our tent. There are three actually. Josh: Are you seriously fucking positive that those weren't here when we set up camp last night? Heather: I am seriously fucking positive that these weren't here. How would we have just made a campsite between three piles of rocks, just by coincidence? You don't think this is strange? Josh: This is way fucking weird! But it really doesn't matter at this point! Because all I want to do is get to the goddamned car. Whatever it is, whatever it is man, at this point... Heather: I know, I know. We have to get back to the car. Josh: We are obviously not wanted here. So let's just get the hell out. Heather: (sounding as if about to loose it) Okay. We have to get the DAT back any way. Josh: I realize that. Heather: Okay. Josh: Let's get the DAT back, let's get the shit packed up and walk. Heather: Right, we're out of here, we're out of here. Josh: Okay, cool. Cuts to crew packing up tent Heather: (rambling) we have to leave, let's get our shit packed. Josh: Heather put the fucking camera down! Let's get this shit packed up and... Heather: Okay, hang on! (Points camera at pile of rocks) Josh: Come on! No, I'm not fucking scared! I'm just tired, I'm hungry. I'm just fucking like done man. I'm just fucking done. Heather: Alright. Cuts to close up of Heather, Josh holding camera Heather: Did you take it? (Feels inside pocket) Josh: I didn't take the fucking map man. I'm not playing head games, if anyone's playing head games, your playing head games, but I'm not playing head games. (Heather rubs face) Heather: I don't have it, we have to go. I'm serious. I don't have it. Josh: Are you fucking serious? Heather: I'm fucking serious, I don't have the map, okay. Josh: Heather that is so uncool man. Heather: I know it's not cool. Josh: That is so uncool! Heather: I know it's not cool. Josh: I mean that's like the least responsible thing you could have possibly done man. Heather: I know that. Mike: (sounding small) You really don't have it? Heather: One of you has got to have the map. Josh: No, I don't have the map. We gave it back to you after map check yesterday. You've always had the map. Heather: I know, and I've always had the map in the same place and if it's not there one of you had to have taken it! Josh: I'm not going into your fucking pants to get your god damned map man! Heather: I just checked my pocket! It's not in my pants! Josh: Look, would I go in and get your map? All I wanna do is get out of here! Heather: That's all I want too man. Josh: No! You wanna stay here, you wanna look around, you wanna shoot rocks, you wanna fucking get this, get that! Heather: Let's go! Josh: Which way are we fucking walking? Heather: That way. Josh: Dude we're in the middle of the fucking woods! We are in the middle of the goddamn woods! We can walk any way! Mike: We're going this way! We're going this way because we've been going this way for a fucking day! We've got to come across something! Heather: I gave you the map. Josh: I gave you back the map Heather! Heather: I gave you the map. Josh: I gave you back the map! Cuts ahead Josh: All I'm saying is that we can move as fast as we can but if we have no fucking clue where we're going, well then it really doesn't matter. Does it? Heather: We're following the creek and Mike seems satisfied with that. Mike: (in the distance) Would you guys stop it! (Marches on) (Cuts ahead to Josh laying on his back and Heather plops down next to him holding camera) Heather: (sighs) Josh: We are lost, we are fucked, we are done, we are dead, we are fucked. (Begins to roll down embankment and stops when he runs into a tree) Josh: I'm just gonna stay here. You guys find somebody; I'll be under this tree with the vine. This is really fucked up. Heather: I know. Mike: Yeah, we really, really need to work together. Josh: Seriously, the area is not that fucking big. Heather: Exactly, it's very hard to get lost in America these days, and it's even harder to stay lost. So we've got that on our side. (Josh gets up and walks toward camera) Mike: Well were doing a pretty god damn good job at being lost! (Cuts ahead) Josh: Cause at this point, when you're not home today, when I'm not home today people are going to start noticing. Like my girlfriend is defiantly going to notice that I'm not back today and that I haven't fucking called. I mean if I had called it would be one thing, but you know, if I just get back. But if I don't get back period and I don't call she's going to notice which means that if by tonight we haven't found shit, someone's going to be looking for us. (Cuts ahead to stream, Josh finishing crossing on other side) Heather: Oh no. Josh: Don't come this way! Come another way! Go down there! I just got my whole shit wet! Mike: (laughs deeply) Heather: Oh shit. Well let's try it this way. Josh: I don't think you want to try it this way. I think you want to try it the other way. Heather: (sighs) If we didn't have these fucking packs it would be so much easier. Josh: There must be a... Mike: (jiggles with laughter) Heather: Is that Michael laughing? Mike: (doubles up laughing) Josh: Shut the fuck up and cross the stream. Heather: He's laughing!? Michael that is the first time I've heard you laugh in days! (Cuts to shot of Heather's wet boots after crossing the stream) (Josh and Mike laughing) Heather: I'm really happy you find it very amusing that I'm going to be incredibly uncomfortable for the rest of the day. Mike: (doubles up laughing) Josh: Awww. Dude, uncomforted is not even. (Breaks into laughter) Heather: Can we keep going please? Mike: (laughing) No were gonna chill out! Heather: I thought you wanted to get to the car? Mike: HOOOO! BOY! Josh: Come one let's get up there. (Mike begins to climb embankment) Heather: You guys weren't lying to me about the map were you? It just seems you guys are having just a little too much fun for my tastes. Mike: Were just going a little stir crazy. Josh: Heather, Heather. If you make me yell at this point... I'm going to have to hit you. Mike: (laughs) Heather: Come on, seriously, do you have the map? I just want to know that you have it! That would make me happy just to know that you have it. Josh: Heather... (Turns in disgust) Heather: If I, If I know you have it and I can at least see it I would feel much better. Josh: (gives Heather the finger as he walks away from her) (Cuts ahead) Josh: Like all were trying to do is be cool with you. Heather: Well I find it very cool that I get laughed at because my shoes are wet for the wrest of the day! It's fucking hilarious! (Josh and Mike bust out laughing) Josh: Heather, dude, all our shoes are wet. We were laughing at the situation. We're fucking hungry we're fucking tired. What the hell else are we supposed to do? Mike: (laughing) You know what? Hahaha! I kicked the fu...haha...I'm sorry it's fucked up, but...I kicked that fucking map haaa! Into the creek yesterday! Haaa! It was useless! I kicked that fucker into the creek! Hahaha! Mike: (walks away laughing hysterically) WAAAAHHHOOOO! Heather: I fucking hope he's kidding. Mike: WAAAAHOOOOO! Holy Jesus! Josh: (small) Mike? (Anger rising) Are you kidding? Heather: I really fucking hope he's kidding. Josh: (angrily) Mike are you fucking kidding!? (Josh and Heather move quickly towards Mike) Mike: I'm sorry. It was useless. Heather: You've gotta be fucking kidding me! YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME! Josh: (shoves Mike hard) What the fuck! Mike: Get the fuck off me man! Heather: WHAT THE FUCK! ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR FUCKING MIND! Mike: NO I AM NOT OUT OF MY MIND THAT MAP WASN'T DOING SHIT FOR US! Heather: DO YOU REALIZE? NOT TO YOU, BUT I KNEW WHAT THE FUCK THAT MAP SAID! Heather: YOU ARE A FUCKING ASSHOLE! Mike: I'm sorry! Heather: YOU ARE A FUCKING ASSHOLE! Mike: That map wasn't doing shit all day! Heather: IF WE GET HURT OR IF WE DIE OUT HERE IT'S YOUR FUCKING FAULT! (Josh pushes Mike and they begin to grapple one another) Mike: I'll fucking punch you out! I'll fucking punch you out! Heather: I CAN'T BELIVE YOU ARE SUCH A FUCKING ASSHOLE! WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING! (Mike pushes Josh away) Josh: (points finger in Mike's face) Your messing with my shit here! Mike: (fends off Josh's finger with forearm) That map was useless! That map was useless! Heather: It was useless to you! It was useless to you! Mike: BULLSHIT! Heather: Your ignorance has put our safety in danger! (Sobs) (Cuts ahead) Heather (calmer) Okay, okay. Josh: This is not why I brought you out here man. Mike: I'm sorry about the map, okay? Heather: (trying to remain calm) Okay. Mike: What can I say? Heather: Sorry? Please just don't say sorry! That map wasn't worth shit to you but I knew exactly where we were on that map. Mike: (points finger at Heather) I just fucking asked you where Heather: I knew exactly WHERE WE WERE ON THAT MAP! Mike: (jabbing finger at Heather) Yesterday I asked you what fucking river we were at! (Mike tries to hit and grab camera away from Heather) Heather: DON'T YOU FUCKING TOUCH MY FUCKING CAMERA! YOU! GET OFF ME! IT IS YOUR FAULT NOW! IT IS YOUR FUCKING FAULT! --Think the following is cut from the final edit- Mike: You wanna get hit!? You wanna get hit!? Keep fucking punching me! (Cuts ahead) Heather: Give me the compass. You have betrayed us all beyond. Way fucking beyond. Give me the compass. Mike: You betrayed us when you couldn't get us out of the woods last night. Heather: Yeah. Thanks. Josh: Can I hold the fucking compass? Heather: No! Josh: Can I hold the fucking compass? Heather: No! I bought the fucking compass. If you wanted a compass you should have bought your own. Josh: I don't give a shit if you bought the compass! You fucked us up! He fucked us up! I don't know why you can't admit that you've been screwed since the moment we got out here! Heather: I haven't. Josh: Heather give me the... Heather: I've been planning this for two years! Josh: Give me the compass. Heather, Heather. Heather: We're walking south! Now! Josh: Give me the compass! (Pushes Heather from behind) Heather: You fucking asshole! Don't knock me down! Cause I will fucking knock you out! I'm am walking south! Fuck you both! Fuck you both! Josh: Okay you fucking bitch! Heather: Okay, okay, I'm a fucking bitch! Your friend throws the fucking map in the creek and I'm a bitch? Okay! Oh Fuckin Kay! (Cuts ahead, Josh sitting on the ground) Heather: Why are we stopped again? Why? (Sighs) Why are we stopped? Josh: (points at the sky) Heather, just don't, just don't. Heather: Does anybody have a reason why were stopped? That's all I'm asking you. What about the plan to keep going south? We were all very happy with that plan. Why is that not a...thing anymore. (Under breath) Oh Jesus Christ. (Cuts ahead, Heather hurrying thew woods) Heather: (panting) I can't understand you! Mike: (in the distance) there's all sorts of stuff down here! Heather: What kind of stuff!? Mike: Like twigs and shit! Heather: What? Mike: They're all over! Look around you! Heather: No way. (Cuts ahead to clearing) Mike: They're all over the place. Holy shit! (Shot of human looking figure made from sticks and twigs bound together dangling from trees) Heather: Come up here quick I need to use the CP! Mike: Yo, there's all sorts of shit up here man! Heather: (reaching up and touching a stick man) This is fucking crazy shit. (Cuts ahead) Heather: Please, I've got to get this on 16! (Shots of numerous stick men, hanging from trees on 16 mm) Josh: I've almost got shots of everything. Jesus Christ, that's fucking creepy. Mike: Please, this is no redneck no redneck is this creative. Heather: Can we get out of here now? Josh: Yeah, please? (Shot of gigantic stick man) Oh Jesus Christ! Did you see this? Okay, I want to get as far away from here by dark as humanly possible. (Cuts ahead) Josh: Get your shit in your pack and let's go! That's enough! Mike: Stop taping! Please stop taping! Josh: That's enough! Heather: Okay, okay, okay were leaving right now. (Continues to tape) Okay, were out of here, were out of here. I'm leaving. Mike: Come on! Turn it off! (Cuts ahead) Mike: HELP! HELP! PLEASE HELP US! HELP US! Heather: This is not the way to get out of here. Mike: HELP US! FUCK! (Cuts ahead) Heather: I think it's safe to say at this point that were lost. And I don't know what to do. (Cuts ahead to tent opening at night) Josh: I'm getting inside the tent. Heather: Alright. Mike: Let's not light a fire tonight. Heather: Yeah, I think... Mike: Cause two nights in a row we've lit a fire. We didn't light a fire the first night. Heather: And nothing happened. Mike: And nothing happened. We light fires, they know. I haven't heard anything follow us. We should even turn that light off too. Heather: Alright. (Turns off camera light) Josh: Seriously, yeah turn that off. (Complete darkness) Heather: Okay, let's just go to sleep. (Cuts ahead) (In the pitch darkness) (Sounds of babies laughing) Heather: (whispered) Shit. (The sounds of people stirring terrified inside a canvas tent) Mike: (whispered) What the fuck is that? Heather: Okay let's get ready. (A few seconds of silence) (Sound of a baby crying out in pain) Mike: (whispered) Oh Jesus Christ. (Crying to himself) It sounds like little kids, out in the woods. Heather: I'm going to put Jeans on. Mike: Oh Jesus, oh Jesus. Heather: Get the video camera. No, get the DAT ready. Mike: How are we going to record this shit? Heather: (turns on camera light showing crew huddling in tent, looking blurry through the fogged up lens) Heather: (whispers) What's that sound? (Shudders with fear) (Sounds grow louder and closer) (The tent begins to shudder and shake as if something is attacking) (All scream in fear) Mike: Go! Fucking go! (They break free of the tent and bolt away) Heather: Oh god! Mike: Hurry up! Heather: I'm coming! My boots aren't laced! (Looking over her shoulder back at the tent) OH MY GOD WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT! WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT! Oh shit! Oh my god! (Running and panting) Look where are we going!? (Gathering together they crouch down in some thick weeds) Mike: (whispers) Turn the lights off! Turn that light off! Turn it off! (Heather looks back towards the tent, with a look of pure terror on her face) Mike: (whispers) All lights off, all lights off, all lights off. (Heavy panting) Mike: (losing it & whispering) What the fuck is going on? That was more then last night, that was more then last night. I heard little babies screaming. Josh: Shhhhh! (Trembling) There's no fucking babies out there man! There's no fucking baby out there; there's no fucking baby out there. Heather: Shhh! Mike: Jesus Christ. Oh my god it's cold. Heather: Please be quiet okay? Mike: Okay, okay. (Cuts to dawn) Heather: I don't hear anything anymore, I think we should go back. Mike: How long have we been here? Heather: I don't know, maybe a couple of hours. The suns up were okay now. Josh: Let's just get back, let's pack shit up, let's get out. Heather: Okay. (Cuts back at tent, things scattered all around campsite) Josh: What the fuck man? Heather: Where's my pack? Mike: Your packs right there. Where's my pack? Josh: What the fuck man? Why are we getting fucked with like this? They opened it up. They spilled all my fucking water! Mike: That looks like slime man. Josh: That's just water, man. (Bends over and feels "slime") Ah that is slime. What the fuck is that? Dude. Mike: Come on, let's get the shit packed up and let's get out of here. Josh: Come on Heather turn that thing off and let's go. I'm not; I'm not interested in anything anymore! So turn it off! Heather: I know. Let's relax for just a second. Have we gotten everything here? Josh: Like I give a shit! Heather: Who's shit was thrown around? Who specifically? Josh: It was my shit! Heather: Why you? Mike: Oh shit, let's go! Let's go! Are you not scared enough? Heather: Yes I am scared enough and I do want to go, but it's light now. We have a couple of minutes. Mike: No we don't have a couple of minutes! Heather: Let's just see what happened here okay! Let's just see what happened here! Mike: We need to hike! Josh: Put that camera down. This is not funny. Heather: Do I look like I'm laughing at all? Josh: No but you're going around doing your documentary thing man. Mike: Heather. Josh: Your doing your thing. Mike: Heather. (Mike attacks Heather attempting to take video camera) Heather: Don't fucking! (Camera flails wildly) Mike: Turn this fucking thing off! If you bite me fucking one more time I'm gonna! (Mike lets go and moves away) Heather: If you touch my camera one more time I'll bite your fingers off! Mike: Turn it off! (Cuts ahead, Mike looking sorry) Mike: I'm sorry. Heather: I didn't mean it. Okay? Mike: Are you all right? Heather: I'm fine. I want to go home but it's important that we get what we can. (Cuts ahead, crossing another log) Heather: What the fuck? Is this possible? Okay, all right. I hate crossing streams on logs. If I never cross another stream on a log for the rest of my life, I will die a happy girl. (Cuts to Josh filming with video camera) Mike: (gives camera the finger) Josh: I see why you like this video camera so much. Heather: You do? Josh: It's not quite reality. Mike: Reality says we've gotta moooove. Josh: No but its totally like filtered reality man. It's like you can pretend everything is not quite the way it is. (Cuts ahead, Josh sitting alone in the distance) Mike: (whispers) Just leave him alone. Heather: We need to go. Mike. Mike: Just give him like five minutes. Just leave him alone. He's lost it. Heather: We are all on the brink of losing it. Mike: (whisper) I know that. We've all got to take care of each other. Heather: (whispers) I know. Mike: (whispers) you can't really take care of him if you throw a camera in his face while he's crying. Heather: I know. Mike: I know you know that, and I know we're both about to loose it but let's try to get the last wits we have. Heather: We have to go. Mike: Understand I know we have to go. Believe me I know we have to go. Heather: It is hard for all us to hold it together. We need to get out of here in one piece and this is not helping! Mike: I know it's not. Just let him have his... Josh: (In the distance) anybody have a cigarette? Mike: No man. Heather: No, there's none left. Josh: We don't have any cigarettes? Heather: We're out. Josh: (voice cracking) Why the fuck? What the fuck was this blue jelly shit all over my shit? Heather: Let's go. If we keep going south we will get out. Please. (Cuts to Josh down on his knees) Josh: (whispers something unintelligible) Heather: Josh, none of us do. Josh: I know. Mike: What ever it is, is going to come back. We know that for a fact. Heather: We don't know that for a fact. Mike: Well it came three nights in a row. It's been getting worse every night. Heather: I would love to hear this right now, I really would, but we... Josh: Can we please go? Mike: I'm just trying to say you know we have to rationally say, they might go on forever compared to our footsteps. Heather: Not, not possible. Not possible in this country. Not possible. Josh: Why is it not possible? Heather: Because this is America. We've destroyed most of our natural resources. Mike: (begins to sing) America, America. GOD SAVE YOUR GRACE ON THEE! (Cuts to hiking) Josh and Mike: (sing national anthem) The twilight's last gleaming. Heather: Okay, I don't want to be a humorless pain in the ass, but this I don't fucking understand. (Cuts ahead) Mike: Yo that's the stream we crossed! Josh: That's further down. That's the same one! Mike: Oh god! You've got to be kidding me! This is a joke! THIS IS NOT FUNNY! Heather: (begins to cry) No. Mike just please stop. Please stop. Mike: Ohhh nooo. Heather: It's not the same log. It's not the same log Mike! Mike: It's the same one! Heather: Look it's not! Mike: It is! Open your eyes! Heather: It's not the same log. (Begins to sob) It's not. It's not the same log. Mike and Josh: Fuck! Heather: (collapses crying next to log) It's the same log. It's the same. Mike: Fuck you God! Heather: (sobs and rocks back and forth) It's okay. It's okay. It's okay. (Cuts ahead) Heather: Where do you want to go today to camp? I guess south didn't work today so tomorrow we'll go east. I don't know what to say Josh. Josh: How the fuck did we walk south and end up at the same place? Heather: We walked south all day! We walked south all fucking day! I don't know how we ended up here. (Cuts ahead, Josh filming Heather with video camera) Heather: Do you expect me to do something or say something? What do you want to do Josh? Josh? Josh: I wanna make movies Heather. Isn't that what we're here to do? Let's make some movies. Heather: Fuck you. Really. Fuck you. Fuck you. Mike: Please let's not fight. Come on I can't. I can't listen to fighting. I can't fight. We're screwed and that's it. Please stop fighting. I'll do the first watch. I got first watch. Josh: (To Heather) Come on you can do better then that. Mike: Come on guys we have things to prepare for here. Josh: Okay here's your motivation! You're lost, you're angry in the woods! There's no one here to help you! There's a fucking witch and she keeps leaving shit outside your door! There's no one here to help you! She left little trinkets; you fucking took one of them! She ran after us! There's no one here to help you! Mike: Josh! Josh: We walked for 15 hours today, we ended up in the same place! There's no one here to help you! That's your motivation! Heather: (begins to cry) Stop, please stop. Mike: Josh! Josh: That's your motivation! Heather: Please stop. Mike: Josh, just quit it. I've had enough. Heather: Please stop. Mike: Come on man, you got her back. Good one. Josh: She's still making movies here man! That's my point! This is my point here! Heather: It's all I fucking have left! Okay? Just please stop. Please stop. Just please stop yelling at me okay? Please. Mike: I'm fucking tired of crying all day here. We have to think like human beings we have things to prepare for, we've gotta make shifts. We've got lots to do. Josh: Are you going to write us a happy ending Heather? Heather: (breaks down and weeps then walks away) Mike: Come on man, turn it off. You're getting like she was. Come on man turn it off. (Cuts ahead, inside of tent light only by flashlights, Heather mending hole in gear) Heather: We need the smallest comforts we can get. Josh: Doesn't it just seem absurd though, at this point. Mike: Yes it does. Heather: (mumbles with flashlight in mouth) Mike: Like sleeping pretty much where we were sleeping last night. Josh: That's just fucking me up. Period. That's just fucked up man. (Looks directly into camera, looking lost) Josh: I'm sorry I yelled at you. I'm sorry. Heather: It's okay. Mike: Who wants a Cheeseburger? Heather: (with flashlight in mouth) I do! I do! Mike: Well I've got a cheeseburger in my back pocket. Heather: Do you? (All laugh slightly) Josh: You know what I'd fucking love? Heather: What. Josh: Mashed potatoes. My moms mashed potatoes. My moms mashed potatoes and a piece of ass. (Cuts to next morning, Heather outside of tent) Heather: Josh! Josh! Fuck, Mike we never go out of earshot! Mike: Come on, calm down. Heather: How can I calm down? JOSH! JOSH! Mike: He's probably at the river or something. Heather: If he was at the river he could hear me from here. Mike: Josh! Heather: Josh! Mike: Shhh. You gotta wait for his reply. He'll come back. Heather: JOSH! Mike: Heather... Heather: Do you remember what he said yesterday? About, about this shit on his back. About how... JOSH! Mike: We didn't even, we didn't even get waken up last night. Nothing even came to the tent last night. Last night was a good night. There's no way... He, he just, he just, he's just went for a walk. Heather: Josh if your fucking with me, I swear to God I'm gonna kill you! Mike: Let's go, we gotta find him! Come on! Heather: We can't even find the car! (Crying) How the fuck are we going to find Josh? No, no, no, I'm fine. Mike: Come on. Relax, he's just. He's around he just went out of ear shot. I dunno. He just went out of earshot. That's all. All right? We'll relax, we'll break down the tent and when he's back we'll be ready to go. All right? Heather: I'm loosing my mind Mike. (Cuts ahead to Heather sitting alone talking to camera) Heather: Josh hasn't come back yet. Mike: (In the distance) Heather! Heather: I'm over here Mike! Mike: Okay. Heather: I don't know if Josh ran off. I don't. All his shit's here. (Cuts back to tent) Heather: I've got the camera. I don't know how the fuck I'm gonna hike with that camera, but. Mike: We should leave the camera. Heather: We've gotta take the camera. (Cuts ahead) Heather: How do you feel about east? Mike: How do you feel about east? Heather: Well south didn't work. Mike: Which Wicked Witch was worst, the Wicked Witch of the East or the Wicked Witch of the West? Heather: The Wicked Witch of the West was the bad one. Mike: Let's go east then. (Cuts ahead) (Sound of sticks breaking in the distance, both turn towards it) Heather: What was that? Mike: Josh? Josh! (Cuts to end of day, Mike and Heather putting up tent) Heather: We're going to put up the tent now. (Cuts ahead) Mike: I'm going to have a meatball. Heather: Just one meatball? Mike: And a long, red glass of wine. Heather: Yeah, I would defiantly have the whole fucking bottle of Bordello. Mike: A pack of smokes. Heather: Smokes would be good. A long hot bath. Mike: Pumpkin pie. Heather: A big pumpkin pie with ice cream, warm with melty ice cream. Mike: Yeah that sounds good. What's your favorite thing to do on a Sunday? Heather: Um, it used to be, drive to the woods and go hiking. Mike: (laughs) Heather: But, um. Mike: I think that's scratched off. Heather: I think that might change now. (Cuts ahead to darkness) (Voice that sounds like Josh moans off in the distance) Heather: Should we yell for him? Is it a trick? Josh's voice: (cries of pain and fear in the distance) Heather: Josh? (Unzips tent) Mike: Josh! (Silence) Josh! (Silence) Mike: Where's it coming from? Josh's voice: (Bleating moans) Mike: JOSH! Josh where are you? Tell me where you are! Josh's voice: (closer and louder cry's of pain) Heather: (muffled) Oh my god. No. Mike: Fuck. Do you think that's them fucking with us? Heather: Josh? Is it over here? Mike: No it's over here. Mike: JOSH! (Breath from the cold mists in the cameras view) Mike: Well look for him! Heather: (begins to cry uncontrollable) Mike: (voice cracking) I don't know if it's really him, I don't know if it's really him. Heather: Josh! (Sobs) I don't even know where to look. Mike: (crying) Tell me where you are Josh! (Cuts ahead) Heather: Mike, please don't fall asleep. Mike: I can't fall asleep. Heather: Whatever it is, it knows that Josh is gone. Mike: If that was Josh he would have said where he was. Heather: (mumbles, not sure about this line?) Good night...(something) (Cuts to next morning) Heather: I just want to show that Mike is here. He's sleeping. (Pulls sleeping bag off of Mikes face, then steps out of tent) (A bundle of sticks and twigs bound together by what looks to be strips of Josh's flannel shirt confronts Heather) Heather: Oh shit. What the hell is it? Mike. Mike: What? Heather: There's something out here. Mike: What is it? (Heather gets close with camera and examines bundle) Heather: (gasps) Okay, okay. Okay I'm just going to move it from the front of the tent. Okay? I'm taking it away; I'm taking it away from the front of the tent. I'm throwing it. (Throws it over log) Okay. Mike: (sitting alone and rocking back and forth) We'll just keep walking. Okay? Heather: (crying) Okay. Mike: We'll keep walking. I found some cigarettes. I found them all the way at the bottom of my bag. We're still alive; we're still smoking. (Heather sets camera up and walks over to comfort Mike. They share a cigarette) (Cuts ahead, Heather goes back to where she had tossed the bundle of sticks) (Heather examines bundle more closely and begins to untie strip of Josh's shirt) Heather: It's all full of blood. (Gasps, screams, then begins to cry at what is bound inside the shirt, bloody clumps of hair and what appears to be gory teeth. She quickly begins to hyperventilate and loose control but continues to examine the gore with her camera) (pants) Shit. (Turns away) Oh god. (Cuts to Heather by stream, washing her hand profusely) Heather: Okay, okay. See? (Shows clean hands to camera) Mike: (In the distance) Heather! Heather: Yeah? Mike: What are you doing? Heather: I'm okay, I'm just washing my hands off. Mike: What? Heather: Just washing my hands off. (Cuts ahead back at tent, Mike using camera) Heather: (looking very freaked) I'm gonna put my gloves on. I'm gonna put my gloves on. I'm gonna put my gloves on my hands. Mike: You all right? Heather: I'm fine, I'm fine. (Cuts ahead, Heather trying to lift her pack on) Mike: You need help? Heather: Nope. Nope. I don't need any help. I'm okay. Mike: What happened? Heather: Nothing. Nothing happened. I'm just very hungry and I'm very tired and I'm very scared and I just want to go home okay? Mike: Okay. Heather: But I'm fine and we're both okay. Oww, my hair's caught. (Mike helps get her hair unsnaged from her pack) Heather: Thank you. Okay. (Cuts to Hiking) (Heather stops, looks around, looks at compass then begins to hike again) (Cuts to Mike rocking and looking exhausted) (Cuts to hiking) Mike: 2130 games. One more season and Cal Ripkin is king! Cal Ripkin is king! And I won't get to see it! Cause I'll be in the woods! (Cuts to Mike sitting by stream holding a leaf) Mike: (puts leaf in mouth, tears a chunk off and begins to chew) Heather: Tell me your not eating a dry leaf. (Laughs) (Cuts to night, Heather looking into camera) (The confessional) Heather: I just want to apologize to Mike's mom and Josh's mom and my mom and I'm sorry to everyone. I was very naive. (Looks away from camera scared) I was very naive and very stupid and I shouldn't have put other people in danger for something that was all about me and my selfish motives. I'm so sorry for everything that has happened because in spite of what Mike says now it is my fault. Because it was my project and I insisted on everything. I insisted we weren't lost. I insisted we keep going. I insisted we walk south. Everything had to be my way and this is where we've ended up. And it's all because of me were here now hungry and cold and hunted. I love you mom and dad. I am so sorry. It was never my intention to hurt any one and I hope that's clear. (Begins to hyperventilate as mucus streams from her nostrils) I am so scared. What was that? I'm scared to close my eyes and I'm scared to open them. I'm going to die out here. Every night we just wait for them to come. (Breaks down and sobs) (Cuts ahead to Heather and gathering gear in the darkness to confront the cries of Josh out in the woods) Josh's Voice: Somebody! Mike: Oh Jesus Christ. Mike: Ready? Josh's Voice: Somebody! Mike: Okay. That can't be him. (Heather carrying 16mm and Mike with Hi-8 Video camera, begin to walk towards sound) Josh's Voice: Someone I need help please! Please help me god! Mike: Holy shit it's a house. Watch your step. (An ancient abandoned house looms over them) Heather: Mike. (Mike is eager to explore) Heather: Josh? (Cuts to inside of house, Mikes view through Video camera; house is in extreme state of decay, crumbling plaster no windows or doors walls knocked out) Heather: Mike? Mike! Mike! Mike: Come on! Heather: Mike where are you? Mike: Come on, I'm in the house. Heather: Mike do not... Josh's voice: (muffled) please help! (Cuts to Heather's view with 16 mm) Heather: Mike? Mike? Mike please. Josh's Voice: (muffled cries) Heather: Mike please. Mike where are you? Mike: I'm right here! Where is he? Heather: Mike don't leave me! Heather: Is he in here? Mike: No. (Whispers) Oh shit. Josh's Voice: (muffled) No! God! Mike: (whispers) Oh Jesus. (Arrives at a set of disheveled set of stairs) I hear him. (Begins to run up stairs) I hear him. I hear you! Where? I'm going up stairs! (Begins to climb second flight, there are child sized bloody hand prints and strange occultic symbols along the walls) (Cuts to Heather's 16mm footage on same set of stairs) Josh's Voice: (muffled) Overhmm! Mike: Did you hear that? Did you hear that? (Cuts to Mike camera looking back at Heather just as she confronts the hand prints) Mike: Where is he? Josh's Voice: (unintelligible cries and moans) (Cuts back to Heather's footage, hyperventilating at this point) Mike: Where are you!? Come on! Josh? I'm getting down stairs! Come on! I HEAR HIM DOWN STAIRS! Come on! (Begins to run down stairs) Heather: (so scared she can hardly scream) Mmmm! Mike! Mike: Come on! Josh! Heather: MIKE! (Mike arrives at the cellar steps, more occult writings along the wall) Mike: Josh? Josh!? Josh is that you down there!? Heather: (in the distance and at the top of her lungs) MIKE! MIKE! (Mike descends into the basement, Heather continues to scream) Mike: oh god. . Josh? (Grunt) (Camera is knocked to the ground. It autofocuses on the cellar gravel) (Cuts to Heather, just now reaching the cellar entrance) Heather: MIKE! MIKE! MIKE! MIKE! (Screams) MIKE! IEEE! Mike. (Reaches bottom of the cellar steps) (Rounds a protruding wall) (Mike is standing facing the far corner) Heather: MIKE! MIKE! IEEE! IEE! HHUH! (16 MM drops on its side and film jitters) (No sound) EOF. Credits: Staring: Heather Donahue, Michael Williams, Joshua Leonard Production Designer: Ben Rock Art Director: Ricardo R. Moreno Director of Photography: Neal Fredericks Music: Tony Cora Executive Producers: Bob Eick and Kevin Foxe Co-Producer: Michael Monello Producers: Gregg Hale and Robin Cowie Written, Directed and Edited by Daniel Myrick & Eduardo Sanchez Transcribed by Jesse Torok THE UNAUTHORIZED BLAIR WITCH PROJECT http://welcome.to/burkittsville.com E-mail: torjes29@pct.edu Special thanks go to Tom, without whom I would merely be a fan. Thanks: Tim for proofreadingmywebsite
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THE EXORCIST EXTERIOR- IRAQ- EXCATVATION SITE- NINEVEH- DAY Pickaxes and shovels weld into the air as hundreds of excavators tear at the desert. The camera pans around the area where hundreds of Iraqi workmen dig for ancient finds. The caption Northern Iraq appears at the bottom of the screen as the digging continues. The camera then follows a young boy running bare foot over the rocky mounds. He comes to a stop and the camera is positioned in between the boys legs looking at and aging man also digging. YOUNG BOY (In Iraqi language) They've found something... small pieces. MERRIN (In Iraqi language) Where? YOUNG BOY (In Iraqi language) At the base of the mound. The boy runs off and the old man pulls himself to his feet to follow. The old man walks to the base of the mound where another man who looks in command is there to greet him. MAN (In Iraqi language) Some interesting finds. Lamps, arrow-heads, coins... The old man picks up an old pendant and holds it up. MERRIN (In Iraqi language) This is strange! The man dusts the pendant and takes a look. MAN (In Iraqi language) Not of the same period. The old man reaches into a hole in the rock, moving and re- arranging small rocks to see what he can find. He grabs a pickaxe and scrapes out a small sculpted piece of rock crushed into another. The man takes a dust brush from the man's pocket and brushes some dust from the sculpted rock. As the dust is swept we see that it is a face. The old man recognises it and looks worried. He brakes the sculpted rock away from the ordinary rock and takes a good look at it. EXTERIOR- IRAQ- MARKET PLACE- DAY An Iraqi man walks through the noisy crowd with a tray and up to the old man's table. He puts the drink on the table and watches as the old man opens a small pendant full of pills and puts one into his mouth. The old man is trembling with fear as he downs his drink. He puts the glass down and looks at the people around him. The man with the tray comes back to the old man's table and picks up the glass. MAN WITH TRAY (In Iraqi language) Something else? MERRIN (In Iraqi language) No thank you. The old man stands up and looks at the bus boy. We cut to a group of workers hitting there hammers on an anvil. The old man walks in there direction but stops as he sees one of the workers stop work to wipe his brow. When the worker makes eye contact with the old man we see that the worker has one eye without pigment, bleached white as if it has rolled backward. The old man stares at him and then walks on. INTERIOR-IRAQ-ARCHAEOLOGIST'S OFFICE- DAY We see a clocks pendulum swinging, uncovered sculpted rocks of all kinds and a man sitting at a desk writing up the report on what they found. The old man picks up the pendant he found and then the rock head he found and takes a look. MERRIN (In Iraqi language) Evil against evil. The man at the table looks confused. MAN (In Iraqi language) Father... We then see the clocks pendulum stop over the old man's shoulder. He turns around and walks toward it. After looking he sits down beside it. As he sits the man at the desk stands up. MAN (In Iraqi language) I wish you didn't have to go. MERRIN (In Iraqi language) There is something I must do. EXTERIOR- IRAQ- OUTSIDE ARCHAEOLOGIST'S OFFICE- DAY The two men shake hands and hug. The old man walks away and a group of people bow in a row. EXTERIOR- IRAQ- MARKET PLACE - ALLEY WAY- DAY The old man walks through the noisy, crowded alley way and exits through the other side. As he exits he approaches a tunnel, in the distance we can here a bell ringing quite fast. As the old man gets closer to the tunnel the bell gets louder. When he reaches the tunnel a horse and cart flies out in front of him, aboard the cart we see a frightened old women. The old man looks around as if he was lucky to survive. EXTERIOR - IRAQ- NINEVEH- DAY The old man arrives back at that dig site in a small jeep. As he pulls up two armed guards rush out. When they see who it is the old man gives them a wave and they slowly walk back to there quarters. The old man walks up the rocky mound and sees a huge statue of the demon Pazuzu, which has the head of the small rock he earlier found. He climbs to a higher point to get a closer look. When he reaches the highest point he looks at the statue dead on. He then turns his head as we hear rocks falling and sees a guard standing behind him. He then turns again when he hears two dogs savagely attacking each other. The noise is something of an evil nature. He looks again at the statue and we are then presented with a classic stand off side view of the old man and the statue as the noises rage on. We then fade to the sun slowly setting as the noises lower in volume. EXTERIOR- GEORGETOWN- CITY STREETS- EARLY HOURS We are transformed from the blazing suns of Iraq to the dusk of Washington. As the cross fade is made, the caption GEORGETOWN appears at the bottom of the screen. We slowly zoom in on a house in the distance. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- CHRIS' BEDROOM- EARLY HOURS A small light is switched on by Chris MacNeil, a woman in her mid thirties, mother and famous actress. She is clad in her night clothes lying in bed, examining lines from a script. She is disturbed by a scratching noise that seems to be coming from outside her room. She looks over her shoulder to hear for it again. When it does happen again she climbs out of bed and puts her robe on. She walks toward the bedroom door and exits to the hall. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- HALLWAY-EARLY HOURS Chris walks through the dark hallway toward her daughters room, as she passes the attic hatch she hears the noise again and it appears to be coming from the attic. She walks into Regan's (her daughter) room and sees that the window is wide open and she is on top of her bed covers. Chris walks in and shivers because of the cold night air which enters through the open window. As Chris approaches the window another scratch is heard from the attic. Chris takes no notice and closes the window. She then walks round Regan's bed and puts the covers back over her, she tucks her in and strokes her face. CHRIS (Whispering) I sure do love you. Chris kisses Regan and turns away. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- KITCHEN- MORNING Chris walks into the kitchen in her robe, with a pen in her mouth and her script in her hands. She is greeted by Willie an ageing, Swiss house maid. CHRIS Morning. WILLIE Good morning Mrs. MacNeil. CHRIS How are you today? WILLIE Fine thank you. CHRIS That's good. Chris puts the script and pen on the table and lifts the coffee pot to pour her self a mug. Willie offers to do it for her but Chris refuses. CHRIS It's okay I got it, thanks. Willie returns to making breakfast as the ageing, Swiss, butler Karl walks in. KARL Good morning Madame. CHRIS Good morning Karl. Oh Karl, we've got rats in the attic you better get some traps. KARL Rats? CHRIS Uh huh. 'Fraid so. Chris walks to the fridge with her cup of coffee. KARL But it's clean? CHRIS All right then we've got clean rats. Chris takes a carton of milk out of the fridge and pours some into her coffee. KARL No. No rats. CHRIS I just heard them Karl. Karl shrugs his shoulders KARL Maybe plumbing? Chris puts the carton of milk away. CHRIS Yeah or maybe rats now will you just get those traps. KARL Yes, I go now. CHRIS Well don't go now Karl the stores aren't open yet. Karl picks up a huge jar. And heads out the door. KARL I'll go see. WILLIE (Shouting at Karl) They're closed! EXTERIOR- UNIVERSITY OF GEORGETOWN- FILM SET- DAY We are looking at the building of Washington University when suddenly we are transported to the film set on campus. Lights, camera's, crew members all of the place. A group of crew members are surrounding one man, the director Burke Dennings. Burke doesn't respond to any of them until he hears a voice calling from a trailer. CHRIS (calling) Burke? oh Burke? CREW MEMBER Is this scene really essential Burke? Burke turns to see Chris walking toward him. He walks to her. CREW MEMBER Can you just consider on whether or not we can do without it? Chris walks to Burke with her script in hand. CHRIS Burke take a look at this damn thing it just doesn't make sense. BURKE Why it's perfectly plain, your the teacher at the college, you don't want the building torn down. CHRIS C'mon I can read for Christ sake. BURKE Well what's wrong? CHRIS Well why are they tearing the building down? BURKE Shall we summon the writer? He's in Paris I believe. CHRIS Hiding? We see a crowd of people looking on. Standing out is a young, dark, handsome Jesuit Priest . BURKE Fucking. Chris bursts into laughter and hugs Burke as the crowd including the priest burst into laughter.We cut to a crew member with a clapper board. CREW MEMBER Scene 39, hotel, take 4! As he claps the board we hear the assistant director's voice on a mega phone. CREW Okay Action! The crowd of movie extras cheer and chant as an actor with a mega phone plays his part. Chris is being touched up with make up before she makes her appearance. She walks toward the set. ACTOR (with mega-phone) Has there been enough killing After the actor says each line, the crowd cheer. Chris walks into the crowd of extras, as we see Burke on the directors chair smiling and laughing. Chris reaches the guy with the mega-phone and turns on character. She takes the mega-phone and begins. CHRIS (with mega-phone) Wait a minute, please, hold it! Hey c'mon we're all concerned with human rights for god's sake, but the kids who wanna get an education have a right too! The crowd cheer. CHRIS (with mega-phone) Can you understand it's against your own principles for gods sake. The crowd cheer. CHRIS You can't, you can't accomplish anything by sending kids out........ The crowd cheer cutting her short. We focus on the young priest who is walking away from the campus. CHRIS (with mega-phone) Order! Order! If you wanna effect any change you'll have to do it within the system....... The crowd cut her short again with an almighty cheer. We move in front of the young priest who continues to walk from the set. CREW Okay cut! That's a rap! EXTERIOR- GEORGETOWN UNIVERSITY- ENTRANCE- DAY We see Chris descending a flight of stairs walking toward a car. CHRIS I think I'll walk home tonight Mike. MIKE All right. She hands her leather case to him. CHRIS And take that and drop it by my house. She walks off and waves goodnight to the crew across the road. As she turns the corner and walks down the road, Mike Oldfield's Tubular Bells begins to play. She walks through the leaf covered street on Halloween and sees a group of kids in costume run past her. She carries on walking and sees to nuns waking in the wind, with the gowns blowing. She approaches the local chapel and over hears a voice. KARRAS There's not a day in my life when I don't feel like a fraud. I mean priests, doctor, lawyers I've talked to them all, I don't know anyone who hasn't felt that. She sees that's it's the young Jesuit who was at the campus earlier, and that he is talking to another priest. We don't hear the rest of the conversation because of a low flying aeroplane. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- DINNING ROOM- DUSK We cut to the dinning room where Chris's house sitter and nanny, Sharon is sitting at a type writer eating an apple. CHRIS (calling from outside) Hello? SHARON In here! Chris walks into the dinning room. CHRIS Hi SHARON Hi, how'd your day go? CHRIS Oh not to bad, kinda like the Walt Disney version of the Ho Chi Minh story, but other than that it was terrific. Chris picks up her mail. CHRIS What have we got here? Sharon gives her a letter. SHARON Here. CHRIS Oh great, anything else? SHARON And you got an invitation. CHRIS What's this? SHARON Dinner at the White House. CHRIS Your kidding me. What is it a big party or something? SHARON Just five or six people. CHRIS No kidding. Chris walks toward the cabinet and pours herself a drink. We hear a small voice call from the hall. REGAN Hi mom. Regan runs in and hugs and kisses Chris. CHRIS What did you do today? REGAN Um........Stuff. CHRIS What kind of stuff? REGAN Well, me and Sharon played a game in the back yard, and we had a picnic down by the river. Chris sits down. REGAN Oh mom, you should have seen this man came along on this beautiful grey horse. (to Sharon) Wasn't it pretty? CHRIS Really, what kind was it a mair or guilding? REGAN Think it was a guilding. It was grey. Oh it was so beautiful, the guy let me ride it all around. CHRIS Your kidding? SHARON Yeah for about half an hour. REGAN It was so nice, oh I loved it. Oh mom can't we get a horse? CHRIS Well, not while we're in Washington. REGAN Oh............ CHRIS We'll see when we get home okay. REGAN When can I have one? CHRIS We'll see Regan. (to Sharon) Now about those party invitations....... Regan opens the jar of candy for the trick or treaters and takes some candy. Regan runs of and Chris chases her. CHRIS Regan come back here. Chris catches Regan and wrestle her to the floor. Regan is giggling constantly. CHRIS All right give it up, give it up, now! You'll be sorry. INTERIOR- SUBWAY- DAY We cut to a train screaming through a subway station. When the train goes past we see the young Jesuit priest standing at the platform. As things get quiet he hears and Irish voice behind him. HOMELESS GUY Fa-dah! Can you help an old altar boy? I'm a Cat-lick! A train goes past illuminating the homeless guys face. The young priest just walks on. EXTERIOR- NEW YORK STREET- DAY The young priest walks down a garbage infested, New York city street. Kids making noise and jumping on cars are the only source of noise. The young priest walks up a porchway and enters a building. INTERIOR- KARRAS' MOTHER'S FLAT- HALLWAY The young priest enters the apartment, turns on the light and takes off his jacket, and his collar. KARRAS Momma? He walks into the living room where an old woman sits listening to a radio. KARRAS Momma? He leans over the chair. KARRAS Momma? The old woman stands up with joy. MRS.KARRAS Dimmy! Damien! They greet each other in Greek as Mrs. Karras hugs him. MRS. KARRAS I'm so happy to see you. KARRAS You look good. MRS.KARRAS I'm all right. KARRAS How's your leg? MRS. KARRAS How about you Dimmy? Are you all right? KARRAS I'm fine mom, I'm fine. We cut to Karras eating his supper and his mom rocking in her chair with the radio on still playing in the background. MRS.KARRAS Your Uncle John stopped by to visit me. KARRAS Oh really, when? MRS.KARRAS Last month. We now cut to Karras putting a bandage around his mothers leg. KARRAS Is that too tight? MRS.KARRAS No. KARRAS Now momma you have to stay off it, you can't keep go up and down those stairs you have to give it rest. MRS.KARRAS Okay KARRAS Momma I can take you somewhere to a place where you wouldn't be alone. There'd be people around, you know you won't have to sit here listening to the radio. Mrs. Karras responds by shouting in Greek. MRS.KARRAS You understand me, This is my house, and I'm not going no place. Damien stands up and lights a cigarette. MRS.KARRAS Dimmy, you worry for something? KARRAS No momma. MRS.KARRAS You are not happy. Tell me what is the matter? KARRAS Momma, I'm all right, I'm fine, really I am. We cut to the bedroom light going out, with Damien walking out back in uniform. He put's some money on the table and turns up the radio so that his leaving doesn't wake his mother. He kisses her and walks out. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- BASEMENT- NIGHT Regan is in the basement making a model. Chris is decending the steps. REGAN Here it comes..................There She holds up a clay model of an orange bird. Chris and Regan both laugh. CHRIS Oh look at that. REGAN You like it? CHRIS Oh it's so funny. Chris takes it and put's it on a shelf. CHRIS I better put him over here to dry though. He's still wet. Regan walks over to the ping pong table and bounces a ping pong ball. By the shelf Chris picks up an ouiji board. CHRIS Hey, where'd this come from? REGAN I found it. CHRIS Where? REGAN The closet Chris walks toward the ping pong table with the ouiji board in hand. CHRIS You've been playing with it? REGAN Yeah. CHRIS You know how? REGAN Here I'll show you. Regan places the board down on the table. Chris drags a chair over and sits down. CHRIS Wait a minute you need two. REGAN No you don't. I do it all the time. CHRIS Oh yeah, well let's both play. The pointer pulls itself away from Chris. CHRIS You really don't want me to play huh? REGAN No I do, Captain Howdy said no. CHRIS Captain who? REGAN Captain Howdy. CHRIS Who's Captain Howdy? REGAN You know, I make the questions and he does the answers. CHRIS Oh, Captain Howdy.... REGAN He's nice. CHRIS Oh I bet he is. REGAN Here I'll show you. Regan places the magnifier on the board and closes her eyes. REGAN Captain Howdy, Do you think my mom's pretty? Captain Howdy? Captain Howdy that isn't very nice. CHRIS Well, maybe he's sleeping. REGAN You think? INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- REGAN'S BEDROOM- NIGHT Regan is lying in bed looking at a magazine which has Chris and Regan on the cover. Chris is tucking Regan in. CHRIS Regan, why are you reading that? REGAN Cause I like it. CHRIS It's not even a good picture. Looks to mature. REGAN I wouldn't talk. CHRIS Oh you wouldn't talk, well I didn't have my make up man there. Chris sits down on Regan's bed leaning over her. CHRIS Just gotta get this eye-lash off of you. Chris tries to get an eye lash from Regan's eye lid. CHRIS No I didn't get it. Chris tries again and gets it. CHRIS What are we gonna do on your birthday, isn't that nice it's on a Sunday this year, what can we do? REGAN I don't know CHRIS Well what would you like to do? Got any ideas? Regan shakes her head. CHRIS Let me think, let me think, what can we do? Hey you know we never finished seeing all the sights in Washington, the Lee Mansion, shall we to do that? Go sight seeing. If it's a nice day. Regan nods REGAN Yeah CHRIS Okay. And tomorrow night, I'll take you to a movie, okay? REGAN Oh I love you. Regan hugs Chris. CHRIS I love you Rags. We'll have a good day yeah? REGAN You can bring Mr. Dennings if you like. CHRIS Mr. Dennings? REGAN Well you know it's okay. CHRIS Well thank you very much but why on earth would I want to bring Burke on your birthday? REGAN You like him. CHRIS Yeah I like him. Don't you like him? Hey what's going on? What is this? REGAN Your not gonna marry him are you? CHRIS Oh my god, you kidding, me marry Burke Dennings don't be silly, of course not. REGAN What? CHRIS Where'd you ever get an idea like that? REGAN But you like him. CHRIS Course I like him, I like pizzas to but I'm not gonna marry one. REGAN Do you not like him like daddy? CHRIS Oh Regan I love your daddy. I'll always love your daddy. Burke just comes around here a lot because he's lonely, don't got nothin' to do. REGAN Well I heard differently. CHRIS Oh you did. What did you hear? REGAN I don't know, I just thought. CHRIS Well your thinking's not so good. REGAN How do you know? CHRIS Cause Burke and I are just friends. Okay, really. REGAN Okay. Chris kisses Regan. REGAN Goodnight. INTERIOR- UNIVERSITY OF GEORGETOWN- CAMPUS BAR- NIGHT Damien is walking away from the bar with two beers. He sits at a table and puts one beer in front of the president of the university. Loud trendy music is playing in the background and the bar is full of students. KARRAS It's my mother Tom. She's alone I never should have left her. At least in New York I'd be nearer, I'd be closer. PRESIDENT Could see about a transfer Damien. KARRAS I need reassignment Tom, I want out of this job. It's wrong, it's no good. PRESIDENT You're the best we've got. KARRAS Am I really? It's more than psychiartry and you know that Tom, some of there problems come down to faith, there vocation, the meaning of there lives and I can't cut it anymore. I need out I'm unfit. I think I've lost my faith Tom. EXTERIOR- WASHINGTON DC- CHRIS' CAR- DAY Chris and Regan are driving through the streets of Washington. They are laughing and joking. EXTERIOR- WASHINGTON DC- LEE MANSION- DAY In a montage of shots, Chris is walking and Regan is running around the huge pilars. Chris takes pictures of Regan as she poses for the camera. EXTERIOR- WASHINGTON DC- MEMORIAL DRIVE- DAY Chris and Regan have stopped to watch a soldier march. They both look at a Tomb of an unknown soldier. They both stare. REGAN Mom, why do people have to die? Chris looks at her. She doesn't know how to answer. CHRIS People get tired. REGAN Why does God let us get tired? CHRIS God gets lonesome for us, Rags. He wants us back. EXTERIOR-MACNEIL HOUSE- STREET- DAY We see leaves blow as we cut to a front shot of the house. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- REGAN'S BEDROOM- DAY We start with a close up of Chris on the phone and slowly zoom out to see Regan over hearing the phone call. CHRIS Hello? Yes this is Mrs. MacNeil. Operator you have got to be kidding I have been on this line for twenty minutes. (to Sharon) Jesus Christ, can you believe this, he doesn't even call his daughter on her birthday for christ sake. SHARON Maybe the circuit is busy? CHRIS Oh circuit my ass, he doesn't give a shit! SHARON Why don't you let me? Sharon reaches for the phone from Chris' hand CHRIS No I've got it Sharon, it's all right. (on the phone) Yes. No, Operator don't tell me there's no answer, it's the Hotel Excelcia in Rome would you try it again please and let it ring. Hello? Operator you've given me the number four times. What did you do, take an iliteracey test to get that job for Christ sake. (shouting) No don't tell me to be calm god damn it! I've been on this fucking line for twenty minutes. Regan sits on her bed and takes off her shoes. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- CHRIS' BEDROOM- NIGHT It's dark and we see Chris a sleep in her bed. The silence is broken by the phone ringing. She clubs her hand on the reciever and picks it up. She holds it to her head. CHRIS Yeah? You're kidding me? I thought I just went to bed. Uh huh. What are we doing scene sixty one? (switches the light on) Okay, just remind him about that blue belt huh? She puts the phone down and rolls over to find Regan laying next to her. CHRIS What are you doing here? REGAN My bed was shaking, I can't get to sleep. CHRIS Oh, honey. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- HALLWAY- NIGHT We cut to a close up of the attic outside Chris' room. We then see Chris exit her room tying the cord on her robe. She walks toward the attic and looks as a crashing noise comes from the attic. She walks round to the entrance of the attic and pulls the steps down with a pole. She pushes the light switch but nothing happens, so she lights a candle and climbs the steps as Regan looks on from Chris' bed. When Chris reaches the attic, she walks around in the darkness, knocking things over and looking for what is making the crash. She looks for the rat traps to see if any rats have been caught but all of them remain in tact with the lumps of cheese still in place. Chris hears the crash again and follows the sound, as she walks through the junk her candle blows up ans she hears a voice. Chris turns around to see Karl standing on the steps of the entrance shining a flash-light toward her. KARL There is nothing. CHRIS Oh Karl, Jesus Christ Karl, don't do that. KARL Very sorry, but you see, no rats! CHRIS No rats. Thanks a lot that's terrific. EXTERIOR- UNIVERSTIY OF WASHINGTON- DAHLGREN CHAPEL- DAY We cut to an elderly bishop, walking across the campus carrying two large bouquet flower pots. He walks up to the entrance of the chapel and enters. INTERIOR- UNIVERSITY OF WASHINGTON- DAHLGREN CHAPEL- DAY The bishop walks into the chapel, and walks to the aisle. When he reaches the aisle he bows and then approaches the altar. He places one of the boucuets in front of one statue, but as he turns to the camera he walks very slowly and we see him in shock as he gasps. We cut to what he has seen. It's the statue of the Virgin Mary, which has been horribly desecrated, by being given a clay penis and pointing clay breasts. INTERIOR- BELLEVUE PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL- HALLYWAY- DAY We cut to Karras hurridly walking down a corridor being followed by his Uncle. UNCLE The edima affected her brain, you understand Dimmy? She don't let no doctor come near her. She was all the time screaming, even talking to the radio. KARRAS You should have called me the minute it happened. UNCLE Listen, regular hospital not going to put up with her Dimmy, understand? So we give her a shot and bring her here, till the doctors fix up her leg, then we take her out Dimmy, two or three months and she's out good as new. They approach an office and Karras' Uncle walks in to speak to the nurse. UNCLE Miss? NURSE Yes? UNCLE We want to see Mrs. Karras. NURSE Do you have an appointment? UNCLE Yes NURSE Are you a relative? UNCLE Yes I am her brother, he's the son NURSE Just a minute. The grabs a set of keys and writes something in a note book. We then cut to Damien staring in the window of the ward. He's see's all sorts of people, all with mental problems. UNCLE You know it's funny. If you wasn't a priest you'd be famous psychiatrist now on Park Avenue, your mother she'd be living in a penthouse instead of here. The nurse unlocks the door and opens it. Damien looks at his Uncle. UNCLE You go in Dimmy. I wait for you outside. Karras walks in and leaves his Uncle behind. NURSE You'll find Mrs. Karras on the last bed on the left hand side. As Damien enters, a few of the patients rush toward him. Two of them grab him, as the nurse tries to get them away. Damien barges them out of his way only to have another patient rush into him and take his collar. The nurse takes her away as bed bound patients look on with arms out stretched. Damien approaches his mothers bed. KARRAS Momma? It's Dimmy momma. Mrs. Karras slowly turns her eyes to him. MRS. KARRAS Dimmy. Why they did this to me Dimmy? Why? Damien rushes to comfort his mother. KARRAS Momma, I'm gonna take you outta here momma. Mrs. Karras struggles to turn away from him. KARRAS Momma I'm goona take you home. Mrs. Karras shouts at him in Greek as Damien tries to comfort her. KARRAS Momma, everything's gonna be alright momma, I'm gonna take you home! EXTERIOR- NEW YORK- CITY STREET- DAY We cut to Damien talking to his Uncle face to face. KARRAS Couldn't you have put her some place else? UNCLE Like what? Private hospital? Who got the money for that Dimmy? You? INTERIOR- UNIVERSITY OF GEORGETOWN- BOXING GYM- DAY We cut Damien taking his frustration out on a punch bag. He throws a few hard punches before stopping for breath. INTERIOR- DR. KLEIN'S EXAMINING ROOM- DAY Brief montage of shots. Klein administering a physical to Regan. Including opthalmoscope, tuning fork and simple coordination tests. Also blood sample in centrifograph, and urine sampl under microscope. Final shot has a nurse with her back against the examining table, her expression partly puzzled, partly disturbed as she observes Regan, who is in her slip and in constant motion; stepping, twirling, touching, making nervous movements whilst aimlessly humming. Klein is not present. INTERIOR- DR. KLEIN'S OFFICE- DAY Chris is seated on the edge of a chair. Klein is behind his desk, writing a prescription. DR. KLEIN A disorder of the nerves. At least we think it is. We don't know yet exactly how it works, but it's often seen in earl adolescence. She shows all the symptoms: the hyperactivity; the temper; her performance in math. CHRIS Why the math? DR. KLEIN It affects concentration. Here tears the prescription away from the pad. DR. KLEIN Now this is for Ritalin. Ten miligrams a day. CHRIS What is it? A tranquilizer? DR. KLEIN A stimulant. CHRIS Stimulant? She's higher than a kite right now! DR. KLEIN Her condition isn't quite what it seems. Nobody knows the cause of her hyperkinetic behaviour in a child. The Ritalin sems to work to relieve the condition, but we really don't know how or why, frankly. Your daughter's symptoms could be an overreaction to depression- but that's out of my field. CHRIS Depression? DR. KLEIN Well, you mentioned her father... the divorce. CHRIS Do you think I should take her to see a psychiatrist? DR. KLEIN Oh no. I'd wait and see what happens with the Ritalin. I think that's the answer. Wait two or three weeks. CHRIS And those lies she's been telling? DR. KLEIN Lies? CHRIS Ya know, those things to get attention, like saying that her bed shakes and stuff. DR. KLEIN Have you ever known your daughter to swear and use obscenities? CHRIS Never. DR. KLEIN Well, you see, that's quite similar to things like her lying- uncharacter- CHRIS Wait a minute. What are you talking about? DR. KLEIN Well, she let loose quite a string while I was examining her, Mrs. MacNeil. CHRIS You're kidding! Like what? DR. KLEIN Well, I'd say her vocabulary's rather extensive. CHRIS Well, what, for example? I mean, give me a for instance! Klein shrugs. No reply. CHRIS Hey, come on, I'm grown-up. What'd she say? I mean specifically, Doctor. DR. KLEIN Well, specifically, Mrs. MacNeil, she advised me to keep my fingers away from her goddam cunt. CHRIS (shocked, laughing) She used those words? DR. KLEIN She used those words. Look, I doubt that she even understood what she was saying. CHRIS Yeah, I guess. Maybe not. You don't think a psychiatrist-? DR. KLEIN The best explanation is always the simplest one. Let's wait. Let's wait and see. In the meantime try not to worry. EXTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- PROSPECT STREET- NIGHT We see the house is lit up as there's a party going on inside. A car pulls up before we enter. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- NIGHT We see lots of people enjoying them selves, talking, laughing, eating. Music playing and people having a good time. We see Burke sitting on a couch with two people beside him, he's drunk and is sat twirling his finger around in his drink. BURKE There seems to be an alien pubic hair in my Gin. ASTRONAUT I beg your pardon? BURKE Never seen it before in my life. Have you? We see more people having fun, Regan laughing and we then cut to Father Dyer, a young priest who is talking to the same guy Burke was. ASTRONAUT Well actually Father, we're quite comfortable up there, at least compared to the Gemini and Mercury program. So they were tight for space, see we've got about two-hundred and ten cubic feet so we can move around. FATHER DYER Listen, if you ever go up there again will you take me along? ASTRONAUT (laughs) What for? FATHER DYER First missionary on mars. We then cut to Burke who is approaching Karl, who is carrying a tray of drinks. BURKE Tell me, was it public relations you done for the Gestapo or community relations? KARL I'm Swiss. BURKE Yes of course. Never went bowling with Goebbels either I suppose ah? Karl walks away. BURKE Nazi bastard. We cut to Chris who is talking to Father Dyer. CHRIS Over behind the church, you know where I mean over there, it's a red brick wing? FATHER DYER St. Mike's. CHRIS What goes down there? I mean who's the priest I keep seeing, he's there all the time. He has black hair and he's very intense looking? FATHER DYER Damien Karras. CHRIS Karras. FATHER DYER That's his office back of St. Mike's. He's our psychiatric counsellor. He had a pretty rough knock last night poor guy, his mother passed away. She was living by herself and I guess she was dead a couple of days before they found her. We cut to the kitchen where Burke is once again taunting Karl. BURKE Cunting Hun! Bloody damn butchering Nazi pig! Karl lunges at Burke and grabs him by the throat. KARL Bastard! I will kill you. CHRIS Karl!! Chris, Sharon and Willie pull Karl away from Burke. Willie takes him into another room. KARL You fiend! Burke just laughs and claps his hands. BURKE What's for dessert? INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- REGAN'S BEDROOM-NIGHT We see Regan is tucked up in bed with her eyes closed. Chris pulls the covers up to her shoulders. CHRIS Are you asleep? There is no reply so Chris kisses her and exits. As Chris disappears Regan's eyes open suddenly. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- NIGHT We cut to Chris and Sharon who are trying to help (a very drunk) Burke to the front door. Burke is trying to mumble a song. Sharon opens the front door for him. CHRIS Listen Burke, your car is on the curbe. Luis is waiting... Burke hugs her. Chris looks confused and hugs him back. Burke pulls away and points his finger as if he wants to say something, but he forgets. CHRIS What honey? BURKE Fuck it. Burke walks off and Chris and Sharon close the door and return to the party. Father Dyer is sitting at the piano and everyone is singing songs. FATHER DYER Hi Chris. Great party. CHRIS Yeah, don't stop. Keep going. FATHER DYER Listen, I don't need any encouragement, but my idea of heaven is a solid white night club, with me as the head liner, for all eternity and they love me. Everyone laughs. Father Dyer starts to play a song and everyone sings along. EVERYONE "Down on the east side of Toyd..." FATHER DYER Toyd, Toyd. EVERYONE "Toyd, that's my home, sweet home. Can we both think it's..." Regan appears in view and Father Dyer notices her first. FATHER DYER Hey I, I think we have a guest. Everyone turns to Regan as she stands and stares at the astronaut guy. REGAN Your gonna die up there. The guy looks puzzled and Regan begins to urinate on the floor. CHRIS Regan, my God honey. (to the guests) I'm sorry, she's been sick. She didn't know what she was saying. PART GUY1 That's all right. CHRIS (to Regan) C'mon. Chris takes Regan out. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- REGAN'S BATHROOM- NIGHT Regan is in the bath tub, hunched forward, staring infront of her. Chris has a sponge and is rinsing water on Regan's back. CHRIS What made you say that Regan? Do you know sweetheart? INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- REGAN'S BEDROOM-NIGHT Chris tucks Regan in and walks to the door. REGAN Mother? What's wrong with me? Chris walks back to her. CHRIS It's just like the doctor said, it's nerves and that's all. Okay, you just take your pills and you'll be fine really. Okay? Regan nods and Chris exits the room. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- HALLWAY- NIGHT Chris walks to the stairs where we see Willie, down stairs, cleaning up Regan's mess. CHRIS Is it coming out Willie? WILLIE Yes, I think so. All of a sudden we here Regan screaming along with a constant crashing sound. Chris rushes to Regan's room. REGAN Mother! Mother! Mother!!!!! Mother help! Chris opens the door and gasps in shock. We then see Regan on her bed, but the bed is thumping and shaking ferociously. CHRIS Oh my God! REGAN Make it stop! What's wrong!! I'm scared!!! Chris jumps on the bed to comfort Regan and they both sit screaming as the bed continues to rapidly jump around. INTERIOR- UNIVERSITY OF GEORGETOWN- HALLWAY- NIGHT Father Dyer is walking down the long corridor to Damien's room. He reaches the room, knocks ad then enters. KARRAS Where'd you get the money for the Chivas Regal? The poor box? FATHER DYER That's an insult, I got a vow of poverty. KARRAS Where'd you get it then? FATHER DYER I stole it. KARRAS I believe you. FATHER DYER College president shouldn't drink. Tends to set a bad example, I figure I saved them from a big temptation. KARRAS Oh Christ! I should of been there and I wasn't there, I should've been there. FATHER DYER There was nothing you could do. Lye down. C'mon. Father Dyer helps Damien onto his bed, takes his cigarette and takes his shoes off. FATHER DYER Think you can sleep? KARRAS Are you gonna steal my shoes now? FATHER DYER No, I tell fortunes by reading the crease, now shut up and go to sleep. Damien grabs Father Dyer's arm but slowly let's go. Father Dyer turns the light out and heads for the door. FATHER DYER Goodnight Dims. KARRAS Stealing is a sin. Dyer exists. We slowly zoom in on Damien while he's asleep. He starts to dream and we see the images that come into his head. There is falling medallion, a swing pendulum in a clock and a running dog. He then sees his mother ascending a subway tunnel to the street, Karras is on the other side of the street and although there is no sound, we can see that Damien is calling "Momma" and Mrs. Karras is calling "Damien". A white demonic face flashes a split second as Karras starts to run across the street to his mother, but we see her once again descend to the subway. We see the falling medallion again and as it hits the floor, the silence is broken by Regan's screamng. INTERIOR- HOSPITAL- DR. KLEIN'S OFFICE- DAY REGAN I don't want it. CHRIS Honey it's to help you. We can see Dr. Klein preparing an injection. REGAN I don't want it, I don't want it. Dr. Klein injects the needle into Regan's arm. She spits at him. REGAN You fucking bastard!! INTERIOR- UNIVERSITY OF GEORGETOWN- CHAPEL- DAY Karras is doing a church service in the chapel. KARRAS (whisper) Remember O Lord, Thy servant, Mary Karras... who has gone before us with the sign of faith, and sleeps the sleep of peace. (to the attendants) Lord I am not worthy to receive you, but only say the words and I shall be healed. May the body of Christ bring me ever lasting life. INTERIOR- HOSPITAL- CORRIDOR- DAY Chris is waiting outside Dr. Klein's office. Dr.Klein emerges from his room. DR. KLEIN Well, It's a symptom of a type of desturbance in the chemico- electrical activity of the brain. In the case of your daughter in the temperal lobe, up here in the lateral part of the brain. It's rare, but it does cause bizarre hallucinations and usually just before a convulsion. CHRIS Convulsion? DR. KLEIN The shaking of the bed, that's doubtless due to musuclar spasms. CHRIS Oh no, that was no spasm. I got on the bed, the whole bed was thumping and rising off the floor and shaking. The whole thing, with me on it! DR. KLEIN Mrs. MacNeil the problem with your daughter is not her bed, it's her brain. They both walk into Klein's office. INTERIOR- HOSPITAL- DR. KLEIN'S OFFICE- DAY CHRIS So, what causes this? DR. KLEIN Lesion, Lesion in the temperal lobe. It's a kind of seizure disorder. CHRIS Look doc, I really don't understand how her whole personality could change. DR. KLEIN The temperal lobe is very common. Could last for days, even weeks. It isn't rare to find destructive or even criminal behaviour. CHRIS Hey do me a favour will ya'. Tell me something good. DR. KLEIN Don't be alarmed. If it's a lesion in a way she's fortunate. All we have to do is remove the scar. INTERIOR- HOSPITAL- OPERATING THEATRE- DAY We see Regan being wheeled on a bed to the operating bench. The place the bed next to the bench and pull the bars down. MALE NURSE Regan, could you sit up and scoot over here? Regan does so and she lays back onto the operating bench. The male nurse pushes a button and the bench begins to move forward. MALE NURSE Regan, I'm just gonna move you down to the table okay? The bench comes to a halt. MALE NURSE Just for a short time. Both nurses, male and female, loosen Regans gown around the neck to prep her for the doctor. They place monitors on her arms. MALE NURSE Very sticky. The doctor approaches Regan with a pot of betadine and puts a sponge into the pot. DOCTOR Now Regan you're going to feel something, a little bit cold and wet. He dabs the sponge onto her neck making it a light brown colour. The doctor then picks up a hypodermic needle and moves toward her. We can see Chris and Dr. Klein in the viewing room. DOCTOR Okay, now you're gonna feel a little stick here. Don't move. The doctor injects the needle into Regan's neck. DOCTOR Good. He then picks up a a needle head without the syringe, and moves toward her. DOCTOR Okay, you're gonna feel some pressure here, now don't move. The doctor places the needle into the hole he made with the syringe. Regan is quietly yelping in pain, and Chris is in pain watching her daughter suffer. The doctor takes the tiny cap from the needle, Regan's clothing is squirted with blood and places a tube into the needle's head. We see the blood rush from Regan's neck through the tube. The male nurse then tapes Regan's chin down to prevent her from moving. The nurses then move in a huge machine, two pieces either side of Regan's head and a piece above. The lights fade out in the theatre and all we can see is Regan's face illuminated by this huge machince above her. DOCTOR Hook up. We see a finger flip a switch and the machine comes to life. A guy in the view room pushes another button and the machine lets off several loud bangs. In the theatre we can see Regan crying. INTERIOR- HOSPITAL- X-RAY ROOM- DAY We see an X-ray slide of Regan's skull appear on an illuminated screen. Then several more appear one after the other. We see Dr. Tanney is controlling the slides as he examines them, Dr. Klein is with him. DR. TANNEY There's nothing there. No vascular displacement at all. You want me to run another series? DR. KLEIN I don't think so. I'd like you to see her again. A nurse enters the room. NURSE Excuse me Doctor. Chris MacNeil is on the phone, she says it's urgent. DR. KlEIN Got some time? DR. TANNEY Of course. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE-DAY We hear the doorbell ring and Sharon racing down the stairs to answer it, but no sound could block out Regan's screaming from up stairs. Sharon opens the door. SHARON Dr. Klein? DR. KLEIN Yes I'm Dr. Klein, this is Dr. Tanney. DR. TANNEY How do you do? SHARON Hi Sharon, things have gotten worse since we called you, I better take you up stairs. DR. KLEIN Is she having spasms again? SHARON Yes but they've gotten violent. DR. KLEIN Did you give her the medication she needed? SHARON Yes. DR. TANNEY What was that? DR. KLEIN Thorazine. Before that it was Ritalin. They approach Regan's door. Sharon knocks. SHARON Chris, Doctors. Chris opens the door. DR. KLEIN Mrs. MacNeil, this is Doctor Tanney. We see Regan is laying on her bed, thrashing her torso against the mattress and up again. REGAN Mother please! Oh please mother make it stop! It's burning, it's burning please mother! CHRIS So something please Doctor, Help her! REGAN Make it stop,it really hurts! Mother! Make it... Regan suddenly growls, her eyes roll back and her throat swells abnormally. She stands up on the bed. DR. KLEIN Alright then Regan, let's see... Regan back hands Dr. Klein and he flies backward. CHRIS Oh Regan! REGAN/DEMON Keep away! The sow is mine! She pulls up her dress and mimes masturbation. REGAN/DEMON Fuck me ! Fuck Me! Fuck me! She falls back and starts to scream again. DR. KLEIN Get my bag! Sharon grabs Dr. Klein's bag and Karl slaps Regan to stop her from screaming. Chris screams with horror in reaction to what she's just seen. Karl and Dr. Tanney hold Regan down as Dr. Klein prepares a syringe to knock her out. REGAN Stay away from me! Stay away! Mother! DR. KLEIN Hold her steady, Hold her tight! Dr. Klein injects the needle and Sharon takes Chris outside. When the door is closed, Regan's screaming becomes dead silence. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- SECOND FLOOR HALLWAY- DAY Chris and Sharon sit in the hallway with their heads in hands. Klein and Tanney exit Regan's room and approach them. Chris stands. DR. KLEIN She's heavily sedated. She'll probably sleep through tomorrow. CHRIS What was going on in there, how could she jump off the bed like that? DR. TANNEY Pathological states can induce abnormal strength, accelerated motor performance. For example, a ninety-pound women sees her child pinned under the wheel of a truck, runs out and lifts the wheels half a foot up off the ground. You know the story, same thing here. Same principle, I mean. CHRIS So what's wrong with her? DR. KLEIN We still think the temporal lobe... CHRIS Oh. What are you talking about for Christ sake! Did you see her or not? She's acting like a fucking out of her mind psychotic or a split personality or... DR. TANNEY There haven't been more than a hundred authenticated cases of so- called split personality, Mrs. MacNeil. Now I know the temptation is to leap to psychiatry, but any reasonable psychiatrist would exhaust the somatic possibilities first. CHRIS So what's next? DR. TANNEY A pneumoencephelogram, I would think, pin down that lesion. It will involve another spinal. CHRIS Oh, Christ. DR. TANNEY What we missed in the EEG and the arteriogram could conceivably turn up there. At the least, it would eliminate certain other possibilities. INTERIOR- MEDICAL LABORATORY- DAY We see a piece of heavy machinery swivelling above the camera. We then see Regan strapped to a table, hooked up to the machine. She's yelping in pain. INTERIOR- DR. KLEIN'S OFFICE-DAY Dr. Klein is looking over the lab reports and seems baffled. DR. KLEIN Dr. Tanney says the X-rays are negative. In other words normal. Chris sighs. DR. KLEIN Do you keep any drugs in your house? CHRIS No. Of course not, nothing like that. DR. KLEIN Are you sure? CHRIS Well of course I'm sure. I'd tell you. Christ, I don't even smoke grass. DR. KLEIN Are you planning to be home soon? LA, I mean. CHRIS No. I'm building a new house, the old one's been sold. I was going to take Regan to Europe for a while, after she finished school here. Why d'you ask? DR. KLEIN I think it's time we started looking for a psychiatrist. INTERIOR- CHRIS' CAR- NIGHT Angle from driver's seat- 'M' Street and 36th. Through the windshield, dead ahead, a crowd has gathered by the base of the steep steps beside the house, and an ambulance is pulling out into traffic. Police car lights are flashing. As Chris rounds off the bridge on to Prospect street, the ambulance pulls out and then gets ahead of her, siren wailing. We follow the ambulance for two beats. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- KITCHEN- NIGHT The lights are blinking on and off and the phone is ringing. Chris enters the kitchen and answers the phone. CHRIS (down the phone) Hello? But there is no answer. She puts the phone down and wanders further into the kitchen. The lights are still blinking. CHRIS Sharon? The lights come back on. CHRIS Shar? Still no response. Chris exits to the lounge. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- SECOND FLOOR HALL- NIGHT As Chris reaches the landing she halts, her eyes warily scanning around, then she continues down the hall toward us, and opens the door to Regan's bedroom. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- REGAN'S BEDROOM- NIGHT There is silence as Chris stands by the door a moment. Chris hugs herself, shivering from the cold. Regan is sound asleep and uncovered from the bed sheets. Chris sees that the window is wide open. CHRIS (whisper) Shit. Chris moves to the window and closes it, but still feels cold. She walks to Regan and pulls the covers back over her. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- SECOND FLOOR HALL- NIGHT As Chris exits and softly closes Regan's door. She walks toward the stairs when we hear the front door close, followed by a call. SHARON (downstairs) Sharon! INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- FOYER- NIGHT Sharon enters with a brown pharmacy bag. CHRIS What the hell do you mean going out and leaving Regan by her self! What are you kidding her window's wide open... SHARON What didn't he tell you? CHRIS Didn't who tell me? SHARON Burke. CHRIS What's Burke got to do with it? SHARON Well, when I went to get the Thorazine I had him to stay with her and... Oh, I should of known better. CHRIS Yeah, well I guess you should've. Chris hangs up her jacket and the doorbell rings. SHARON What did the doctor say? CHRIS We have to start looking for a shrink. She opens the door. It's the assistant director. CHRIS Hi Chuck, c'mon in. CHUCK I suppose you've heard. CHRIS Heard what? Chuck takes his hat off and holds it to his chest. CHUCK You haven't heard. Chris turns around to face him and looks baffled. CHUCK Burke's dead. (Short pause) He must of been drunk. He fell down from the top of the steps right outside, by the time he hit 'M' Street he'd broken his neck. Chris puts her hands to her mouth. CHRIS Oh God! Chris breaks into tears and press up against the wall. Chuck gently hugs her from behind. CHUCK Yeah, I know. Chuck backs away. CHUCK I'll see you later. Chuck exits. CHRIS Oh Burke! Poor Burke! SHARON I can't believe it. Chris lowers her brow into her hand, leaning against the door. She shakes her head, exhales. CHRIS I guess everything- She breaks off, staring with horror at something descending the stairs. It's Regan on all fours. She's gliding, spiderlike, noiselessly and swiftly, down the staircase. She halts directly at the bottom. Staring at Sharon. Sharon is shocked and eyes fixed on Regan. Regan's tongue begins to flicker rapidly in and out of her mouth. She crawls very speedly toward Sharon with her tongue sticking out. Sharon screams and runs toward the door, Chris falls on Regan trying to hold her back. CHRIS Call the doctor! We fade to black PSYCHIATRIST Now when I touch your forehead, open your eyes. We fade back with a full face shot of Regan, with two fingers wiping her brow. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- CHRIS' BEDROOM- DAY We stay fixed on Regan's full mug shot. PSYCHIATRIST Are you comfortable Regan? REGAN Yes. PSYCHIATRIST How old are you? REGAN Twelve. PSYCHIATRIST Is there someone inside you? REGAN Sometimes. PSYCHIATRIST Who is it? REGAN I don't know. PSYCHIATRIST Is it Captain Howdy? REGAN I don't know. PSYCHIATRIST If I ask him to tell me, will you let him answer? We now get a view of the whole room. Chris and Dr. Klein are also present. REGAN No. PSYCHIATRIST Why not? REGAN I'm afraid. PSYCHIATRIST If he talks to me, I think he'll leave you. Do you want him to leave you? REGAN Yes. We get a close up of the psychiatrist. PSYCHIATRIST I'm talking to the person inside of Regan now. If you are there you too are hypnotised and must answer all my questions. Come forward answer me now. A framed picture of Regan drops to the floor. We switch to a close up of Regan who is growling like some kind of animal. Chris and Dr. Klein both cover there nose and mouth as if a foul stench is circulating the room. PSYCHIATRIST Are you the person inside of Regan? Regan's eyes are fixed on the psychiatrist. Her arm is propped up like a cobra ready to strike. PSYCHIATRIST Who are you? Regan's hand drops and grips the psychiatrists scrotum, squeezing like a vice. The psychiatrist screams in pain. PSYCHIATRIST ARGHHHH Harold!!! Help me! Dr. Klein grabs Regan and pulls her away. Regan falls back and screams extremely loud. EXTERIOR- RUNNING TRACK- GEORGETOWN UNIVERSITY- DAY In training gear, Karras is running laps. Seated on a bench at the edge of the track, watching Karras, Lt. Kinderman. Karras seems curious, if not disturbed, by Kinderman's presence. When Karras stops, panting, Kinderman rises and moves toward him. KINDERMAN Father Karras? Karras picks up his towel and wipes his brow. KARRAS Have we met? KINDERMAN No we haven't met, but they said I could tell; that you looked like a boxer. Kinderman shows his badge. KINDERMAN William F. Kinderman. Homicide. KARRAS What's this about? KINDERMAN Yeah, it's true. You do look like a boxer. John Garfield, in Body and Soul. Exactly John Garfield anyone told you that Father? KARRAS Do people tell you look like Paul Newman? KINDERMAN Always. Karras walks away toward the campus. KINDERMAN You this director was doing a film here, Burke Dennings? KARRAS I've seen him. KINDERMAN You've seen him. You're also familiar with how last week he died? KARRAS Only what I read in the papers. KINDERMAN Papers. Tell me, what do you know about the subject of witchcraft? From the witching end, not the hunting. KARRAS I once did a paper on it KINDERMAN Really? KARRAS From the psychiatric end. KINDERMAN I know. I read it. These desecration's in the church…you think they have anything to do with witchcraft? KARRAS Maybe. Some rituals used in Black Mass. Maybe. KINDERMAN And Dennings, you read how he died? KARRAS Yeah, a fall. KINDERMAN Let me tell you how Father, and please confidential. Burke Dennings, good Father, was found at the bottom of those steps leading to 'M' Street, with his head turned completely around. Facing backwards. KARRAS Couldn't it of happened on the fall. KINDERMAN It's possible. Possible however… KARRAS Unlikely. KINDERMAN Exactly. So on the one hand we've got a witchcraft type of murder and a Black Mass style of desecration in the church. KARRAS You think the killer and the desecrator are the same? KINDERMAN Maybe somebody crazy, someone with a spite against the church, some unconscious rebellion, perhaps. KARRAS Sick priest, is that it? KINDERMAN Look, Father this is hard for you- please. But for priests on the campus here, you're the psychiatrist; you'd know who was sick at the time, who wasn't. I mean this kind of sickness. You'd know that. KARRAS I don't know anyone who fits the description. KINDERMAN Ah, doctor's ethics. If you knew you wouldn't tell, huh? KARRAS No I probably wouldn't. KINDERMAN Not to bother you with trivia, but a psychiatrist in sunny California was thrown in jail for not telling the judge what he knew about a patient. KARRAS Is that a threat? KINDERMAN No, I mentioned it only in passing. KARRAS Incidentally I mention only in passing that I could tell the judge that it was a matter of confession. Karras walks off toward his dormitory and Kinderman chases him. KINDERMAN Hey, Father? You like movies? KARRAS Very much. KINDERMAN I get passes to the best shows in town. Mrs. K though, she gets tired and never likes to go. KARRAS That's to bad. KINDERMAN Yeah, I hate to go alone. You know, I like to talk film; discuss the critique. D'you wanna see a film with me? I got passes to The Crest. It's Othello. KARRAS Who's in it? KINDERMAN Who's in it? Debbie Reynolds, Desdemona, and Othello, Groucho Marx. You're happy? KARRAS I've seen it. KINDERMAN One last time: Can you think of some priest who fits the bill? KARRAS Come on! KINDERMAN Answer the question, Father Paranoia. KARRAS Alright. You know who I think really did it? KINDERMAN Who? KARRAS The Dominicans. Go pick on them. KINDERMAN I could have you deported, you know that? Karras walks to the front door. KINDERMAN (shouts to Karras) I lied! Karras turns around. KINDERMAN (shouting to Karras) You look like Sal Mineo! Karras smiles and walks inside. EXTERIOR- BARRINGER CLINIC- DAY The leaves blow as the camera zooms in on the Barringer Clinic. INTERIOR- BARRINGER CLINIC- WARD- DAY CLINIC DIRECTOR It looks like a type of disorder that you rarely ever see anymore, except in primitive cultures. We see Regan on a monitor screen. She's in another fit, in bed and restrained by straps. CLINIC DIRECTOR We call it a somnambuliform possession. We cut to another angle of Regan who has slightly visible welts on her face. She's still screaming. We then cut to Regan, now flat on her back, mumbling to herself. INTERIOR- BARRINGER CLINIC- DIRECTOR'S OFFICE- DAY CLINIC DIRECTOR Quite frankly, we don't know much about it except that it's starts with some conflict or guilt that eventually leads to the patient's delusion that his body's been invaded by an alien intellegence; a spirit if you will. CHRIS Look, I'm telling you again and you'd better believe it, I'm not about to put her in a goddamn asylum! CLINIC DIRECTOR It's- CHRIS And I don't care what you call it! I'm not putting her away! CLINIC DIRECTOR I'm sorry. CHRIS You're sorry. Christ, eighty-eight doctors and all you can tell me is all of your bullshit... CLINIC DIRECTOR- There is one outside chance of a cure. I think of it as shock treatment. As I say, there is an outside chance... CHRIS Will you just name it, for God's sake? What is it? MALE DOCTOR Do you have any religious beliefs? CHRIS No. FEMALE DOCTOR What about your daughter? CHRIS No, why? CLINIC DIRECTOR Have you ever heard of exorcism? Chris looks at him baffled. CLINIC DIRECTOR It's a stylized ritual in which rabbis or priests try to drive out the so-called invading spirit. It's pretty much discarded these days, except by the Catholics who keep it in the closet as a sort of embarrassment. It has worked, in fact, although not for the reason they think, of course. It was purely the force of suggestion. The victim's belief in possession helped cause it; and just in the same way this belief in the power of exorcism can make it disappear. CHRIS You're telling me that, I should take my daughter to a witch doctor? Is that it? The Clinic Director nods and looks at Chris. EXTERIOR- PROSPECT STREET- MACNEIL HOUSE- DAY A car has pulled up and Karl is exiting the driver's seat and opening the rear door while Sharon exits on the right rear side. Karl reaches in and picks up a small figure (Regan) wrapped in a blanket from Chris' back seat. EXTERIOR- M STREET- DAY Kinderman is examing the area where Burke was found dead. He walks to the steep concrete steps and looks up them. We feel and eerie atmosphere surounding these steps. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- REGAN'S BEDROOM- DAY Regan is tucked up in bed. Chris moves slowly forward to the bedside and looks down at Regan. Chris then leans and tenderly adjuts her pillow. In the process, she uncovers a crucifix under it. She lifts it out, examining it. EXTERIOR- M STREET- DAY Kinderman begins to climb the stairs but stops and turns back. He looks down in a small ditch beside the steps. He clears the grass with his feet and reaches down for something. He picks up a small sculpture of an animal made of clay. He examines it and then climbs the steps. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- SECOND FLOOR HALLWAY- DAY Chris exits Regan's room and approaches Karl who is descending the stairs. Chris leans over the bannister. CHRIS Karl? Did you put this in Regan's bedroom? KARL She is going to be well? CHRIS Karl if you put this in Regan's room I want you to tell me, now did you? KARL No. It wasn't me. I didn't. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- STUDY- DAY Chris has now confronted both Sharon and Willie in the study. She shows the crucifix to them. CHRIS This was under Regan's pillow. Did you put it there? SHARON Of course I didn't. WILLIE I didn't put it. Karl enters the room. KARL Excuse me Miss? CHRIS (shouting) What! KARL A man to see you. CHRIS (shouting) What man? INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- FOYER- DAY Kinderman stands with his hat in his hand as Chris approaches. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- KITCHEN- DAY Chris and Kinderman both sit in the kitchen, coffee cups in hand. KINDERMAN Does your daughter remember if perhaps Mr. Dennings was in her room in her room that night? CHRIS No, she was heavily sedated. KINDERMAN It's serious? CHRIS Yes, I'm affraid it is. KINDERMAN May I ask...? CHRIS We still don't know. KINDERMAN Watch out for drafts. A draft in the fall when the house is hot is a magic carpet for bacteria. Karl enters the room. KARL Excuse me Madame? Will there be anything else? CHRIS No thanks Karl. Karl stands in the background. Chris turns to him. CHRIS It's okay Karl. Karl exits. KINDERMAN Strange...strange...so baffling. The deceased comes to visit, stays only twenty minutes, and leaves all alone a very sick girl. And speaking plainly Mrs. MacNeil, as you say, it's not likely he would fall from a window. Besides that, a fall wouldn't do to his neck what we found except maybe a chance in a thousand. My hunch? My opinion? I believe he was killed by a very powerful man: point one. And the fracturing of the skull - point two - plus the various things I have mentioned, would make it very probable - probable, not certain - that the deceased was killed and then pushed from your daughter's window. But no-one was here except your daughter. So how could this be? It could be one way: if someone came calling between the time Miss Spencer left and the time you returned. The servants, they have visitors? CHRIS No. Not at all, KINDERMAN You were expecting a deliver y that day? CHRIS Not that I know of. KINDERMAN Groceries maybe? A package? CHRIS I really wouldn't know, you see Karl takes care of that. KINDERMAN Oh, I see. CHRIS Want to ask him? KINDERMAN Never mind. Chris rises. CHRIS Would you like some more coffee? KINDERMAN Please. Kinderman follows Chris further into the kitchen. He notices some of Regan's artwork. He picks up a small sculpted Turtle and examines it. KINDERMAN That's cute. Chris looks over at Kinderman. KINDERMAN Your daughter, she's the artist? Chris smiles. She hands him the coffee. KINDERMAN Incidentally, just a chance in a million, I know; but your daughter - you could possibly ask her if she saw Mr. Dennings in her room that night? CHRIS Look, he wouldn't have any reason to be up there in the first place. KINDERMAN I know that. I realize. But if a certain British doctor never asked "What's this fungus?" we wouldn't today have penicillin. Correct? CHRIS When she's well enough, I'll ask. KINDERMAN Couldn't hurt. In the meantime... Kinderman falters, embarrassed. KINDERMAN I hate to ask you this but... for my daughter could you maybe give an autograph? CHRIS Of course. Have you got a pen? Kinderman pulls out a pen and a calling card and gives them to Chris. KINDERMAN Oh, she'd love it. CHRIS What's her name? Kinderman hesitates. His eyes are desperate and defiant. KINDERMAN I lied. It's for me. The spelling is on the back, Kinderman. You know that film you made called Angel? Isaw that six times. CHRIS Really? wow. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- FOYER- DAY Chris helps Kinderman put hic coat on. KINDERMAN You're a very nice lady. Chris gives his hat to him. KINDERMAN Thank you. CHRIS You're a nice man. Chris opens the front door. KINDERMAN I'll come back when she's feeling better. Kinderman exits and Chris closes the door an locks it. She holds her hands to her mouth and slowly walks away. We suddenly here a crash from Regan's room, followed by loud voices. REGAN Please! No! MALE VOICE Do it! REGAN Please no! MALE VOICE You bitch! Do it! Do it! Chris races up the stairs and runs to Regan's room. REGAN No! Please! No! Chris opens the door and sees objects rapdly flying around the room. We hear a last gasp scream from Regan untill Chris turns to Regan and covers her mouth with horror. REGAN/DEMON Let Jesus fuck you! Regan has the crucifix gripped in her hand and is plunging it into her bloodied vagina. There are fresh cuts all over her face, streaming with blood. REGAN/DEMON Let Jesus fuck you! Let him fuck you!!! Chris runs over to Regan and tries to pry the crucifix from her hand. They struggle for the crucifix. Regan then grabs Chris' head and pushes it into her bloodied crotch. REGAN/DEMON Lick me! Lick me! Chris' face emerges covered with Regan's blood. Regan slaps her mother and sends her flying to the floor. Chris screams in pain. Sharon and Willie race up the stairs. SHARON Chris? The door closes by itself being held shut by a chair. They both bag on the door to help her. Chris looks up to see that Regan's wardrobe is moving toward her. Chris scurries out of the way. We turn back to Regan who is sitting with her back to us, but she has spun her head in a 180-degree angle, facing backward (Chris). Chris looks up at her. REGAN/BURKE Do you know what she did, your cunting daughter? Chris turns away and screams, bursting into tears. EXTERIOR- 35th STREET BRIDGE AND CANAL- DAY Chris is standing on the bridge alone. She's wearing oversized dark glasses. Father Karras approaches her, he is wearing khakis, sweater and sturdy, scuffled tennis shoes. KARRAS Chris MacNeil? CHRIS Please go away. KARRAS I'm Father Karras. Chris turns around and shakes his hand. CHRIS Oh, I'm very sorry Father. Hi. KARRAS That's okay. I should've told you I wouldn't be in uniform. CHRIS Yeah, it would've helped. Have you gotta cigarette Father? Karras seaches his pocket and pulls out a pack of cigarettes. Chris takes one and Karras lights it for her. They walk down the steps to the canal side. CHRIS So, how'd a shrink ever get to be a priest? KARRAS It's the other way around. The society sent me through med school. CHRIS Where? KARRAS Harvard, Bellevue, John Hopkins. CHRIS You're a friend of Father Dyer, right? KARRAS Yes am. CHRIS Pretty close? KARRAS Pretty close. CHRIS Did he tell you about my party? KARRAS Sure did. CHRIS About my daughter? KARRAS No I didn't know you had one. CHRIS He didn't mention? KARRAS No. CHRIS Didn't tell you of what she did? KARRAS He didn't mention her. CHRIS Priests keep pretty tight mouthed then? KARRAS That depends. CHRIS On what? KARRAS The priest. CHRIS I mean, what if a person, let's say, was a criminal, like maybe a murderer or something, you know? If he came to you for help, would you have to turn him in? KARRAS If he came to me for spritual help, I'd say no. CHRIS You wouldn't. KARRAS No I wouldn't. But I'd try to persuade him to turn himself in. CHRIS And how do you go about getting an exorcism? KARRAS I beg your pardon? CHRIS If a person was possessed by a demon of some kind, how do you go about getting an exorcism? KARRAS Well, the first thing I'd do is put them into a time macine and send them back to the sixteenth century. CHRIS I didn't get you? KARRAS Well it just doesn't happen anymore Mrs. MacNeil. CHRIS Oh yeah, since when? KARRAS Since we learned about mental illness, paranoia, schizophrenia. All the things they taught me in Harvard. Mrs. MacNeil since the day I joined the Jesuits, I've never met one priest who has performed an exorcism, not one. CHRIS Yeah well, it just so happens that somebody very close to me is probably possessed, and needs an exorcist. Chris bursts into tears. CHRIS Father Karras it's my little girl. Karras grabs Chris' arm and walks her over to a bench. They both sit. Chris is still crying. KARRAS That's all the more reason to forget about exorcism. CHRIS Why, I don't understand? KARRAS To begin with it could make things worse. CHRIS But how? KARRAS Well before the church approves an exorcism, it conducts an investigation to see if it's warranted. That takes time. In the meantime... CHRIS You could do it yourself... KARRAS No I couldn't, I have to have church approval, and frankly, that's rarely given,- CHRIS Could you see her? KARRAS Yes I could, I could see her as a psychiatrist... CHRIS Not a psychiatrist! She needs a priest! She's already seen every fucking psychiatrist in the world and they sent me to you, now you're gonna send me back to them! Jesus Christ, won't somebody help her! KARRAS No, you don't understand. Your daughter- CHRIS Oh, will you help her! Just help her! Chris bursts into tears again and buries her head into Karras shoulder. Karras puts his arm around her. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- STAIRCASE- DAY Chris and Karras are ascending the staircase. When they reach the door we see Karl holding a huge headboard with straps and padding on it. KARL It wants no straps. Karras stares at him, then gives Chris a look. He plucks up his courage and enters the room. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- REGAN'S BEDROOM- DAY Karras stops as he sees Regan, on the bed, arms held down by a set of restraining straps, it seems no longer entirley Regan but something somehow demonic that now lies on the bed and stares at him. Her face is puffy, scratched and bruised from self- mutilation. There is a sustagen flask used for a naso-gastric feeding, the tube is placed up her left nostril. Karras is momentarily taken aback. Then, reining in his revulsion, he slowly and warily closes the door behind him, and walks around the other side of the bed. KARRAS Hello Regan. I'm a friend of your mother, I'd like to help you. REGAN/DEMON You might loosen the straps then. KARRAS I'm affraid you might hurt yourself Regan. REGAN/DEMON I'm not Regan. KARRAS I see. Well then let's introduce ourselves, I'm Damien Karras. REGAN/DEMON And I'm the Devil! Now kindly undo these straps! KARRAS If you're the devil, why not make the straps disappear? REGAN/DEMON That's much to vulgar a display of power Karras. KARRAS Where's Regan? REGAN/DEMON In here. With us. KARRAS Show me Regan and I'll loosen one of the straps. REGAN/HOMELESS GUY Can you help an old altar boy Fa-dah? Karras looks at Regan. He's puzzled by what she has just said. He sits down on a chair beside the window. REGAN/DEMON Your mother's in here with us Karras, would you like to leave a message? I'll see that she gets it. KARRAS If that's true, then you must know my mother's maiden name. What is it? Regan keeps a sharp stare on Karras. Karras' smile turns to an angry stare. He rises and moves to her bed side. KARRAS What is it? Regan leans forward a vomits a disgusting, green bile in Karras' face. Karras wipes it off, coughing. Regan keeps her eyes fixed on him, with green vomit covering her night gown. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- BASEMENT- EARLY EVENING Karras is looking through some of Regan's drawings. Chris approaches him with his sweater, now clean. She hands it to him. KARRAS Thanks. Look, I'm only against the possibility of doing your daughter more harm than good. CHRIS Nothing you could do would make it any worse. KARRAS I can't do it. I need evidence that the church would accept as signs of possession. CHRIS Like what? KARRAS Like her speaking in a language that she's never known or studied. CHRIS What else? KARRAS I don't know. I'll have to look it up. CHRIS I thought you were supposed to be an expert. KARRAS There are no experts. You probably know as much about possession than most priests. Look your daughter doesn't say she's a demon, she says she's the devil himself and if you've seen as many psychotics as I have, you'd know it's like saying you're Napoleon Bonaparte. You ask me what I think is best for your daughter. Six months, under observation in the best hospital you can find. CHRIS You show me Regan's double: same face, same voice, same everything. I'd know it wasn't Regan. I'd know in my gut and I'm telling you that that thing upstairs isn't my daughter! And I want you to tell me that you know for a fact that there's nothing wrong with my daughter except in her mind! You tell me you know for a fact that an exorcism wouldn't do any good! You tell me that! EXTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- NIGHT Chris opens the door for Karras. He steps out on the stoop carrying his sweater. KARRAS Did Regan know a priest was coming over? CHRIS No. KARRAS Did you know my mother died recently? CHRIS Yes I did, I'm sorry. KARRAS No, is Regan aware of it? CHRIS Not at all. Why d'you ask? KARRAS It's not important good night. Karras exits the gates and crosses the street. We cut to Kinderman in an unmarked car watching Karras cross the street. Kinderman then looks up to Regan's window and sees a silohette moving around. INTERIOR- UNIVERSITY OF WASHINGTON- DAHLGREN CHAPEL- DAY Karras is performing a service in the church. KARRAS He broke the bread, gave it to his disciples and said "Take this, all of you and eat. For this is my body." When the supper had ended, he took the cup, again he gave you thanks and praise. Gave the cup to his disciples and said "Take this, all of you will drink from it, this is the cup of blood, the blood of the new and ever lasting covenant and the mystery of faith". REGAN/DEMON (Voice Over) What an excellent day for an exorcism. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- REGAN'S BEDROOM- DAY Karras pulls a tape recorder out of his bag and props an microphone on her bed near her. Karras sits on a chair next to her wardrobe. KARRAS You'd like that? REGAN/DEMON Intensely. KARRAS But wouldn't that drive you out of Regan? REGAN/DEMON It would bring us together. KARRAS You and Regan? REGAN/DEMON You and us. The bureau drawer flies open on it's own. KARRAS Did you do that? REGAN/DEMON Uh Huh. Karras pushes the drawer back in. KARRAS Do it again. REGAN/DEMON In time. KARRAS No now. REGAN/DEMON In time. But mirabile dictu, don't you agree? Karras presses record on the tape recorder. KARRAS You speak Latin? REGAN/DEMON Ego te abslovo. KARRAS Quod nomen mihi est? REGAN/DEMON Bon Jour. KARRAS Quod nomen mihi est? REGAN/DEMON La plume de ma tante. The demon laughs full and mockingly. KARRAS How long are you planning to stay in Regan? REGAN/DEMON Until she rots and lie stinking in the earth. Karraspulls out a small vial of water. REGAN/DEMON What's that? KARRAS Holy water. Karras moves to the end of the bed. REGAN/DEMON You keep it away. Karras uncaps the vial and now sprinkles it's contents over Regan. Instantly, Regan writhes in pain and terror. REGAN/DEMON Ahhhhhhhhhhh! Ahhhhhhh! It burns! Ohhhh! It burns! Regan's head falls back onto the pillow as she rolls her head from side to side shouting out indistrict gibberish: REGAN/DEMON Emit su evig! Karras is intrigued and sits on the bed beside her. He moves the microphone up to her mouth an listens. REGAN/DEMON Ydob eht ni mraw si ti! Uoy ees I! Tseirp a si eh! Emit su evig! Nirrem! Nirrem! KARRAS Who are you? REGAN/DEMON Tseirp a si eh! Eno on ma I! Eno on ma I! Ahhhhhhhhhhh! INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- STUDY- DAY We see Karras descending the stairs as we hear Chris on the phone with someone. Karras waits outside until Chris is finished. CHRIS (on the phone) Okay, I'll talk to you some other time. No it's just that I'm going through something and... No, no there's nothing. Thanks alot. Bye. Chris hangs up the phone. Karras enters and sits on the couch. CHRIS Wanna drink. KARRAS Please. CHRIS What do you drink? Chris walks to the drinks cabinet. KARRAS Scotch, Ice, water. Chris pours the drink. CHRIS No ice. I'll get some from the kitchen. Chris walks toward the kitchen but Karras stops her. KARRAS No it's alright I'll take it straight. CHRIS Are you sure? KARRAS It's fine really, sit. Chris sits down. KARRAS Where's Regan's father? CHRIS In Europe. KARRAS Have you told him what's happening? CHRIS No KARRAS Well I think you should. He holds up the empty vial. KARRAS I told Regan that was holy water, I sprinkled some on her and she reacted very violently. It's tap water. CHRIS What's the difference? KARRAS Holy water's blessed. And that doesn't help support a case for possession. Chris turns her head away and frowns. She looks at Karras again. CHRIS (whispering) She...killed Burke Dennings. KARRAS What? CHRIS She killed Burke Dennings. She pushed him out of the window. Karras looks shocked. INTERIOR- LANGUAGE LAB- NIGHT Karras is with the lab director. They are listening to Karras recording of Regan. Karras is tense. The director stops the tape. LAB DIRECTOR It's a language alright. It's english. Karras stands up. KARRAS What do you mean english? LAB DIRECTOR It's english in reverse, listen. The lab director throws a switch and the tape starts again, in perfect english. REGAN/DEMON (tape) Give us time! Let her die! INTERIOR- KARRAS' ROOM- NIGHT Karras is listening to the eerie, unearthly voices on the tape. REGAN/DEMON (tape) I am no one! I am no one! He is a priest! KARRAS (tape) Uoy era ohw. REGAN/DEMON (tape) Merrin! Merrin! Karras stops the tape and rewinds it slightly. He plays it again. REGAN/DEMON (tape) I am no one! I am no one! He is a priest! KARRAS (tape) Uoy era ohw. The phone rings and startles him. He answers the phone. KARRAS (on phone) Yeah, yes?...I'll be right there. EXTERIOR- PROSPECT STREET- NIGHT It's very late, Karras is running down the street. He comes to the gate of the MacNeil house. Sharon opens the gate. She's holding a flashlightand she puts her finger on her lips for quiet. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- STAIRWAY- NIGHT They both ascend the stairs and creep toward Regan's room. SHARON (whispering) I don't want Chris to see this. KARRAS Well what's wrong? What is it? They stop at Regan's door. Sharon puts her coat on and turns on the flash light. She opens the door and they enter. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- REGAN'S BEDROOM- NIGHT Sharon closes the door behind them. Karras reacts to the extreme cold. His breath, like Sharon's, is frosttily condensing in the chill air of the room. He looks at Sharon with wonder. They both approach the bedside. They stop by the bed. Regan seems to be in a coma, heavily breathing. Sharon is bending, gently pulling Regan's pajama top wide apart, exposing Regan's stomach. Sharon points the flashlight at Regan's stomach. Karras looks in shock when we see on her stomach, rising up slowly on her skin are two words HELP ME. Karras' eyes are fixed on these two words as we once again see them on Regan's stomach. INTERIOR- HEALY BUILDING- GROUND FLOOR HALLWAY- DAY Karras walks down the hall toward the stairway. He climbs the stairs and we follow him to the top. INTERIOR- HEALY BUILDING- CARDINAL'S OFFICE- DAY In the room, Karras and the Cardinal. CARDINAL You're convinced that it's genuine. KARRAS I don't know. No, not really I suppose. But I've made a prudent judgement that it meets the conditions set down in the Ritual. CARDINAL You'd want to do the exorcism yourself? KARRAS Yes. CARDINAL It might be best to have a man with experience. Maybe someone who's spent time in the foreign missions. KARRAS I see, your excellency. CARDINAL Let's see whose around. In the meantime I'll call you as soon as I know. KARRAS Thank you your excellency. Karras stands up and kisses the Cardinal's hand. INTERIOR- GEORGETOWN UNIVERSITY PRESIDENT'S OFFICE- DAY PRESIDENT Well, he does know the background. I doubt there's any danger in just having him assist. There should be a psychiatrist present, anyway. CARDINAL And what about the exorcist? Any ideas? PRESIDENT How about Lankaster Merrin. CARDINAL Merrin? I had notion he was over in Iraq. I think I read he was working on a dig around Nineveh. PRESIDENT That's right Mike. But he's finished and came back around three ot four months ago, He's in Woodstock now. CARDINAL What's he doing there? Teaching? PRESIDENT No, he's working on another book. CARDINAL Don't you think he's too old, though? How's his health? PRESIDENT It must be alright. He's still running around digging up tombs. Besides, he's had experience. CARDINAL I didn't know that. PRESIDENT Ten maybe twelve years ago, in Africa. The exorcism supposedly lasted for months. I heard it damn near killed him. EXTERIOR- PROSPECT STREET- MACNEIL HOUSE- NIGHT A cab pulls up to the house in long shot. Out of the cab steps a tall, old priest, carrying a battered valise. A hat obscures his face. As the cab pulls away, the priest stands rooted in the mist, staring up at the second floor window like a melancholy traveler frozen in time. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- FRONT DOOR- NIGHT Chris opens the door, disclosing the priest, face still shaded by the hat, and Roman collar by coat buttoned at the top. MERRIN Mrs. MacNeil? CHRIS Yes. MERRIN I'm Father Merrin. CHRIS Come in. Merrin takes off his hat and coat. MERRIN Is Father Karras here? Karras enters the foyer. Chris takes Merrin's hat and coat. CHRIS Yes. He's already here. KARRAS Father? Merrin walks over to greet Karras. MERRIN Father Karras. They shake hands. KARRAS It's an honour to meet you Father. They both look up as the scream of the demon, booming, amplifying, comes from Regan's room. REGAN/DEMON MERRIN!!!!!!! MERRIN Are you tired? KARRAS No. MERRIN I would like you to go quickly over to the resdence Damien, and gather up a cassock for myself, two surplices, a purple stole, and some holy water, and your copy of The Roman Ritual. The Large one. I believe we should begin. KARRAS Do you want to hear the background of the case, first? MERRIN Why? EXTERIOR- UNIVERSITY STEPS-NIGHT Karras is running down the steps carrying a the cassocks and a large case. MERRIN ( Voice Over ) Especially important is the warning to avoid conversation with the demon. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- STUDY- NIGHT Karras and Merrin are dressing in vestments taken from the case. MERRIN We may ask what is relevant, but anything beyond that is dangerous. He is a liar, the demon is a liar. He will lie to confuse us. But he will also mix lies with the truth to attack us. The attack is psychological , Damien. And powerful. So don't listen, remember that, do not listen. KARRAS I think it would be helpful if I gave you some background on the different personalities Regan has manifested. So far, there seems to be three. She's convinced- MERRIN There's only one. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- SECOND FLOOR LANDING- NIGHT Merrin and Karras, fully vested, Roman Rituals in hand, slowly ascend the stairs in single file. We can hear the demon making horrible, growling noises in the room. The priests approach Chris and Sharon, bundled in sweaters . The priests halt, and look at Chris. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- REGAN'S BEDROOM- NIGHT Merrin opens the door and sees Regan staring at him with burning eyes. Merrin steps into the room follwed by Karras. Karras closes the door on Chris before she walks in. Merrin walks to the side of the bed and Karras halts at the foot. ( the room is freezing. Breath is condensing throughout). Merrin lays his holy water on the bedside table, takes a crucifix out of a leather case. He then traces the sign of the cross at Regan. She looks up. REGAN/DEMON Stick your cock up her ass! You mother fucking, worthless cocksucker! MERRIN Be silent! Merrin sprinkles some holy water on her. She throws her head back and crys in pain. Merrin leans down beside her and opens up The Roman Ritual. MERRIN Our Father who art in heaven... Regan spits and hits Merrin in the eye with a yellowish glob of mucus that slowly oozes down his cheek. Karras quickly hides behind the bed post as Merrin pulls out a handkerchief and unhurriedly wipes away the spittle: MERRIN Hallowed be thy name. Thy kingdom come, thy will be done, on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day, our daily bread, and forgive us our trespasses, as we forgive those who trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation. KARRAS But deliver us from the evil one. Regan is coughing and groaning as the two priests continue with the ritual. MERRIN Save me o' God by thy name, by thy might defend my cause, proud men have risen up against me, men of violence seek my life, but God is my helper, the Lord sustains my life and every need he has delivered to me, glory be to the Father, the Son and the Holy Spirit. KARRAS As it was in the begin is now and ever shall be, world without end, amen. MERRIN Save your servant KARRAS Who places her trust in thee, my God. MERRIN Be unto her o' Lord a fortified tower. KARRAS In the face of the enemy. Regan raises her head and screams at Merrin several times. MERRIN Let the enemy have no power over her. KARRAS And the son of iniquity be powerless to harm her. REGAN/DEMON Your mother sucks cocks in hell Karras, you faithless slime! MERRIN O'Lord hear my prey. KARRAS And let my cry come unto thee. MERRIN The Lord be with you. KARRAS And also with you. MERRIN Let us pray. Holy Lord, almighty Father, everlasting God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, who once and for all consigned that fallen tyrant to the flames of hell. Who sent your only begotten son into the world to crush that roaring lion. Regans bed begins to jump up and down, crashing onto the floor. Regan continues to scream at the two priests. MERRIN Hasten to our call for help and snatch from ruination and from the clutches of the noonday devil, this human being made in your image and likeness. Strike terror Lord, into the beast, now laying waste your vineyard, let your mighty hand cast him out of your servant, Regan Teresa MacNeil, so he may no longer hold captive this person, whom it pleased you to make in your image. Merrin sprinkles more holy water on Regan. She falls back crying in pain. MERRIN ...and to redeem through your son. Who lives and reigns with you, in the unity of the holy spirit, God forever and ever. KARRAS Amen MERRIN O'Lord hear my preyer. To Karras' amazement the bed begins to rise. Merrin waits for Damien's reponse, but Karras is frozen with shock as the bed rises past his face. MERRIN Father Karras? Father Karras? Damien? The reponse please Damien! KARRAS And let my cry come unto thee. The bed crashes back to the floor. Regan still screams and writhes in pain. MERRIN Almighty Lord, word of God the father Jesus Christ, God and Lord of all creation, who gave to your holy apostle the power to tramp underfoot serpents and scorpions. Grant me, your unworthy servant pardon for all my sins... REGAN/DEMON Bastards! Stop! Regan stares at Father Karras and snakes her abnormaly long tongue in and out at him. MERRIN ...and the power to confront this cruel demon. KARRAS Amen Regan falls back on her pillow and begins to groan. Both priests trace the sign of the cross. Merrin holds his purple stole to Regan's cheek as green vomit slowly oozes from her mouth. Regan turns her head and vomits on the stole. MERRIN See the cross of the Lord. Be gone you hostile power. O'Lord hear my prayer. KARRAS And let my cry come unto thee. MERRIN The Lord be with you. KARRAS And also with you. Merrin takes the bile covered stole from around his neck and hands it to Karras who quickly washes it in Regan's bathroom. We hear banging, as cupboard doors open against the wall. Regan is flat on her back laughing wickedly. Merrin holds his hands to his ears because of the noise. Karras hands the stole back to Merrin, who kisses it before applying around his neck. Regan continues to laugh as Merrin begins to cough violently. MERRIN I cast you out!!! Unclean spirit...! REGAN/DEMON Shove it up your ass you faggot! MERRIN ...in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ!!! It is he who commands you! He who flung you from the heights of Heaven to the depths of hell! REGAN/DEMON Fuck him!!! MERRIN ...Be gone!! REGAN/DEMON Fuck him Karras!!! Fuck him!!! MERRIN ...from this creature of God!!! Regan lays back as Merrin races to her bedside tracing the sign of the cross with his fingers in her hair. MERRIN Be gone!! In the name of the Father, and of the son, and of the holy spirit!! By this sign of the holy cross, of our Lord Jesus Christ, who lives and reigns with the father and the holy spirit... Regan sits up and with a nightmare slowness, a fraction at a time, her head begins to turn, swiveling like a mannequin's and creaking with the sound of a rusted mechanism. Once again Damien's attention is diverted and Merrin has to prompt him. MERRIN Damien!!! Her head completly turns in a 360-degree turn and stares at Karras. KARRAS Amen. MERRIN Defender of the human race... A thunderous earthquake knock both priests to the ground. MERRIN ...look down in pity... REGAN/DEMON You killed your mother!!! You left her alone to die!!!! She'll never forgive you!!! Bastard!!! KARRAS Shut up!! MERRIN ... upon this your servant, Regan Teresa MacNeil. Another quake knocks them to the ground. Regan falls back, the bed sheets fly off of the bed and the straps slowly rip apart. Regan's eyes roll back into the socket and she slowly starts to levitate. MERRIN I command you by the judge of the living and the dead, to depart from this servant of God. Regan is now levitating toward the celing, arms out stretched like a cross. MERRIN It's the power! (To Karras)- Holy water. Karras runs to the bedside table and grabs the bottle of holy water, he runs back and gives it to Merrin. MERRIN It's the power of Christ, that compels you. MERRIN + KARRAS The power of Christ compels you. Merrin sprinkles holy water. MERRIN + KARRAS The power of Christ compels you. Merrin sprinkles holy water and we see a cut appear on her skin. MERRIN + KARRAS The power of Christ compels you. The power of Christ compels you. The power of Christ compels you. The power of Christ compels you. Regan begins to descend. MERRIN + KARRAS The power of Christ compels you. The power of Christ compels you. The power of Christ compels you. The power of Christ compels you. The power of Christ compels you. The power of Christ compels you. The power of Christ compels you. Regan lands back on the bed once more. MERRIN + KARRAS The power of Christ compels you. Karras rushes to the bed and ties her hands together to symbolize the cross. MERRIN He brought you low by his bloodstained cross! Do not despise my command because you no me to be a sinner. It's God himself who commands you! The majestic Christ who commands! God the Father commands you! God the son commands you! As Karras turns away, Regan raises her tied hands and deals him a powerful blow on the back of his head. He falls to the floor. MERRIN God the holy spirit commands you! Merrin sprinkles more holy water on Regan, she falls back and screams in pain. MERRIN The mystery of the cross commands you! The blood of the martyrs commands you! The priests are again knocked to the floor by an earthquake. Briefly Regan lifts herself toward an apparition of the demon statue Pazuzu. MERRIN Give way to Christ, you prince of murderers. You're guilty, before Almighty God, guilty before his son, guilty before the whole human race. It's the Lord who expels you. He who is coming to judge both the living and the dead and the world by fire. As Merrin kneels by the bed, Karras crawls over and covers Regan with a blanket. MERRIN Are you tired? Karras nods. MERRIN Let's rest before we start again. Merrin leaves the room, but Karras stays sat on the bed, shivering with both coldness and fear. Regan is asleep. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- SECOND FLOOR HALLWAY- STAIRS- NIGHT An exhausted Merrin and Karras are sitting in the hallway, on the stairs, outside the bathroom. KARRAS Why this girl it makes no sense? MERRIN I think the point is to make us dispair... To see our selves as... animal and ugly... To reject the possibillity that God could love us. MERRIN Will you excuse me, Damien? Merrin rises and moves toward the bathroom. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- BATHROOM- NIGHT Merrin sits on the toilet and takes out his pilbox. He extracts a nitorglycerin tablet and places it under his tongue. He is shaking with fear as he holds his head with exhaustion. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- SECOND FLOOR HALLWAY- NIGHT Karras moves back toward the bedroom and enters. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- REGAN'S BEDROOM- NIGHT Karras is shocked to see an instant apparition of his mother, laying on the bed in place of Regan. It vanishes. He moves toward Regan, who is shivering and drenched with sweat. REGAN/MRS. KARRAS Dimmy, why you did this to me? Karras gets out a stehoscope and places it on Regan's chest. REGAN/MRS. KARRAS Please Dimmy, I'm affraid. KARRAS You're not my mother. REGAN/MRS. KARRAS Dimmy please! Merrin re-enters the room. MERRIN What is it? KARRAS Her heart. MERRIN Can you give her something? KARRAS She'll go into coma. Regan, in the voice of Karras' mother, speaks a few pleading phrases in Greek to Karras. KARRAS (shouting) You're not my mother!!! MERRIN Don't listen. REGAN/MRS. KARRAS Why, Dimmy? Damien breaks into convulsive sobbing. MERRIN Damien. REGAN/MRS. KARRAS Dimmy, please! MERRIN Damien! Get out! Damien arises from the bed. Merrin leads him out, and then re- enters the room himself. He sprinkles some holy water on Regan and kneels at her side. He holds her hand tightly. MERRIN Our Father, who art in heaven... INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- FOYER- NIGHT Downstairs Karras sits brooding as Chris enters. CHRIS Is it over? Karras shakes his head negatively. CHRIS Is she gonna die? KARRAS (firmly) No. He rises and starts ascending the stairs with renewed conviction. The doorbell rings and Chris moves toward the door. Before opening she applies the chain lock on. She opens the door slowly and we see Kinderman staring at her from the gap. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- REGAN'S BEDROOM- NIGHT Karras re-enters Regan's room and sees Merrin face down on her bed. Regan is sitting up against the bottom right hand bed post as Karras pulls Merrin to the floor. Karras feels for Merrin's pulse, then tries frantically to pump life back into the priest with blows to his chest, but gives up when he realises Merrin is dead. He hears a giggle and turns to Regan. KARRAS You son of a bitch! He grabs her and pulls her to the floor. He begins to punch her in the face and head, then shakes her and nearly strangles her in his fury. KARRAS Take me! Come into me! God damn you! Take me! Take me! A gargantuan struggle is visible in the demonic features of Regan's face. His face has taken on a demonic shade, and his eyes have turned bright green. She screams out as Karras' body jerks back, apparently manipulated by some inner force, which now reaches toward Regan to strangle her. Karras fights the force for control of his body, and he screams, compelling it toward the window. KARRAS No!! With his last angiushed cry, Karras leaps out of the window. We see him roll down the concrete steps outside and hit the floor at the bottom. His cry was immediatly followed by frightened sobs and whimpers that are unmstakably those of an ordinary little girl. REGAN (crying) Mother...Mother...Mother...Mother... Chris rushes in and pauses to make sure that it's really Regan again. She's follwed in by Kinderman. CHRIS Rags? She dashes over to where her daughter is cowering on the floor. She flings herself down on top of Regan, cradling her and crying in hysterical relief, as Kinderman looks at Karras' body from the window, looks at Merrin's dead body on the floor and then looks at Chris and Regan. EXTERIOR- M-STREET- STEPS- NIGHT A crowd is gathering at the scene of an accident. Their attentionis focused by a man lying in a pool of blood on the pavement at the foot of the steps under Regan's window. BYSTANDER Somebody fell at the bottom of the steps here! Father Dyer pushes through the crowd and kneels beside Karras. Fighting back tears, he grasps Karras' hand and leans close to whisper in his ear. FATHER DYER Do you want to make your confession? Are you sorry- (his voice catches) Are you sorry for having offended God, with all the sins of your past life? (he breaks down for a moment, then starts administiring the last rites) Ego to abslovo in nomine patris, et filli, et spiritus sancti. Amen. As a wailling siren signals the approach of an ambulance, Dyer weeps openly. EXTERIOR- PROSPECT STREET- TOP OF STEPS- DAY On a bright, sunny day, we are looking down the steps which are now clean. No blood, or body at the bottom. INTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- DINING ROOM- DAY Sharon and Chris are briskly packing up last minute items before moving out. SHARON Where do you want this? CHRIS What is it? SHARON Phonograph. CHRIS Storage. Sharon puts in in one of the large cardboard boxes that are standing about. CHRIS I'm gonna miss you. SHARON Me too. CHRIS Sure you won't change your mind? Sharon shakes her head. She reaches into her pocket and hands Chris the St. Joseph medal. SHARON I found this in her room. Chris puts in her pocket. SHARON That's everything. Chris hugs her. She pulls away and walks to the foot of the stairs. CHRIS Regan! C'mon honey we have to get going! EXTERIOR- MACNEIL HOUSE- PROSPECT STREET- DAY We see Karl is loading the car with cases. Father Dyer is standing outside the gates. Chris exits the house and Dyer moves toward her. CHRIS She doesn't remeber a thing. FATHER DYER That's good. Regan exits the house and walks to Chris. REGAN All done. CHRIS Honey this is Father Dyer. REGAN Hi Father. DYER Hello. KARL Ready Mrs. Chris shakes Father Dyer's hand. CHRIS Goodbye Father. I call you. FATHER DYER Okay. Chris gets into the car, but Regan stands staring at Dyer's collar. She leans forward and kisses Father Dyer on the cheek. Not sure of what she has done, she retreats to the car. The car drives out to the street and Father Dyer waves goodbye. Father Dyer walks out and Willie closes the gates. FATHER DYER Goodbye. WILLIE Good bye Father. FATHER DYER I hope to see you again soon, WILLIE I hope so too. The car stops and we hear Chris call. CHRIS Father Dyer? Dyer rushes to the car. CHRIS I thought you'd like to keep this. She hands him Karras' St. Joseph medal. Dyer clutches it tightly. The car drives on, and Dyer watches it drive off. Dyer walks down toward the top of the M Street Steps. He looks down them and frowns, we see Regan's window in the background, boarded up. Dyer then turns away and walks back to Prospect Street. As he turns the corner he sees Kinderman standing outside the house. FATHER DYER Lieutenant? KINDERMAN I came to say goodbye. FATHER DYER You just missed them. KINDERMAN How's the girl? FATHER DYER She seemed fine. KINDERMAN Ah, that's good. That's all that's important. Back to business. Back to work. Bye now, Father. FATHER DYER Good bye. They both walk their separate ways. Kinderman stops. KINDERMAN Father Dyer? Dyer turns back to him. KINDERMAN Do you like films? FATHER DYER Sure. KINDERMAN I get passes. In fact I got a pass for The Crest tomorrow night. Would you like to go? FATHER DYER What's playing. KINDERMAN Withering Heights. FATHER DYER Who's in it? KINDERMAN Heathcliff, Jackie Gleason, and in the role of Catherine Earnshaw, Lucille Ball. FATHER DYER I've seen it. KINDERMAN Another one. Had your lunch? FATHER DYER No. Kinderman loops his arm around Dyer's. They start to walk off. KINDERMAN I'm reminded of a line in the film Casablanca. At the end Humphrey Bogart says to Claude Rains, " Louie- I think this is the begining of a beautiful friendship." DYER You know you look a bit like Bogart. KINDERMAN You noticed. We fade out as Tubular Bells starts to play. FADE TO BLACK The music changes to the loud Fantasia For Strings. THE EXORCIST Directed By William Friedkin. Screenplay by William Peter Blatty Based on his own novel. Ellen Burstyn as Chris MacNeil Max Von Sydow as Father Merrin Lee J. Cobb as Lt. Kinderman Kitty Winn as Sharon Jack MacGowran as Burke Dennings Jason Miller as Father Karras Linda Blair as Regan Reverand William O'Malley Barton Heyman Pete Masterson Rudolf Schundler Gina Petrushka