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(Back in the gym, Hanson comes strolling through the doors.) Gin My Dog- Oh my gawd! ( turns to his date, Little Suzy) Isn't that Hanson! Little Suzy- It is!!!! Ax- Yeah, we're here. We're bad. Tom- Uh huh. MMMMMMMmbbop . MMMMMmmbop. Zhora- Wanna touch us? ( Suzy reaches out and touches Ax's arm.) Suzy- Oh baby! Ax- That's right, baby. MMMMMMmmmbop. (The Taints start singing their signature song and head for the punch bowl. Back in the broom closet, Clot sits on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. He can hear the muffled music from the band outside.) Clot- This is just perfect. Just perfect. (Clot spies the air ventilation shaft near the top of the closet.) Clot- I bet if I took the cover off, I'd could squeeze through there. (Clot stands up. He jumps up, knocking off the cover to the shaft. He hoists himself up and climbs inside. There's not much room. He starts worming his way through the shaft.) Clot- I'll get out of here. You bet I will. (Suddenly, Clot can't move anymore. He tries to move backwards, but that doesn't work either. He is stuck.) Clot- Oh no.... Oh no.... This can't be. I can't be stuck. No. No. No. ( tries to wiggle free, but still cannot move) I got to get out of here. HELP! HELP!!! I"M STUCK! HELP!! (But no one can hear Clot's cries. N'SYNC's music fills the air, blocking out Clot's screams.) Int.: Blowfish's hospital room. (The Killer stands above a sleeping Blowfish. She holds a pillow above his face.) Killer- You won't get away this time, little friend. You die tonight. (TheKiller is just about to suffocate him, when Det.Hill's voice is heard down the hall.) Hill's Voice- ....it's no problem doctor. Anything for the children. (TheKiller dashes for the closet. She is just closing the door as the doctor and Det. Hill enter the room.) Dr.Johnson- Wake up, Blowfish! You're going on a field trip! (Blowfish wakes up and looks at the doctor.) Blowfish- Boiler room! Boiler room! Dr.Johnson- Yes, yes, I know. Boiler room. You feel like going to the school dance tonight? Blowfish- Boiler room! Boiler room! Dr.Johnson- I'll take that as a yes. (The Doctor and Hill put Blowfish in a wheel chair.) Det.Hill- I'll take good care of him, doc. Dr.Johnson- I know you will. (The two wheel Blowfish out of the room. The Killer comes out of the closet.) TheKiller- Damn that man. I'll fix him. I'll fix them both.... at the dance. Int.: The Boiler Room (Audrey is still tied to the chair. She looks over at the wall in front of her. There's a hole in the wall, a place where the brick is missing. She looks down on the ground and sees the missing brick..... and Det. Hill's knife) Audrey- (thinking) Oh my gawd. A knife! If I could only get it! (Audrey tries to scoot the chair over in the knife's direction but the chair will not budge. Audrey starts to cry.) Audrey- Dammit I can do this! I have powers. I see things. I can predict the future sometimes. Maybe I can pick up the knife with my mind, too. Maybe I'm like Carrie. (Audrey close her eyes. She pictures the knife in her mind. She tries to make it move. She summons is to her. She opens he eyes. the knife is not moving.) Audrey- Come on! I can do this! Focus! (The knife begins to twitch. It wiggles back and forth. Suddenly, the knife moves forward and jumps up into Audrey's hands, that is tied behind the chair) Audrey- I did it! I really did it!. (Audrey begins to slowly cut the ropes around her wrists free.) Int.: Detective Hill's car. (Hill drives the car, while Blowfish sits quietly in the passenger seat.) Hill- I bet this dance is just the thing you need. You'll be back to your old self in no time. Blowfish- Boiler room! Boiler room! Hill- Yes, I know about the boiler room. I found the photographs. I'm stopping by the photo mat before we go to the dance, if you don't mind. I have to pick up the photos. (Hill parks his car in front of the photo mat.) Hill- Wait here. I'll be right back. (Hill gets out of the car and goes inside the shop. the clerk waits for him at the counter.) Clerk- Oh good, you're here. Hill- How'd it go? Clerk- Much better than I thought. Here take a look. (The clerk hands Hill the photos. The process worked. Here in his hands, Hill held pictures of TheNewKid and his secret girlfriend.... the killer.) Hill- Oh my god. It was her all along. Clerk- Who? (Hill didn't answer. He runs out the door and jumps into his car.) Hill- Put your seat belt on, Blowfish. We have to get to the dance, pronto. We have to catch ourselves a killer. (Hill pulls the car out in the road and heads for the school.) TO BE CONTINUED... Next Time on Murder on the Playground: All hell breaks loose at the dance, as Hill unmasks the killer!! |
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