SCENE 3
Brian and Shelly enter into a restroom, shut the door and lock it behind them.
SHELLY
What are we going to do? Where ever we go, people keep dying!
(Brian walks over to the sink and begins to splash some water on his face. He takes a deep breath then speaks.)
BRIAN
We will be safe in here, it's just us two, I locked the door.
(At this moment, we hear someone pass gas in one of the stalls. Brain and Shelly turn and look at the stall where the noise originated. We hear the sounds of a person attempting to pull off some toilet paper but the roll has been depleted.)
PIERRE
(a French cruise ship waiter speaks up.)
Could someone please assist me with some tissue paper?
SHELLY
(whispering to Brian)
Just the two of us huh?
BRIAN
Who are you? What are you doing in here?
PIERRE
Mesiour, I am taking...how do say...a number duex. Please sir I need tissue paper.
BRIAN
Don't you know what's going on out there? There's a killer loose on this ship!
PIERRE
Scarebleu! How do I know I can trust you and the mademoiselle?
SHELLY
Hey, mon amie, do you want to wipe your dairy aire or what? We're going to have to trust each other.
PIERRE
Wee my dear, let us work together. Now will someone please hand me some tissue paper?
Shelly then searches the other stalls for some spare toilet paper, but cannot find any.
SHELLY
There is none left...
(She looks around and finds a solution, grabs a bunch of paper towels and hands them to Pierre under the stall door.)
It's not the softest, but it should do the trick.
PIERRE
Merci madam. Let me finish up and we'll figure out what is going on around here.
(We hear the toilet flush, the lights flicker in the bathroom.)
BRIAN
Shelly, the lights...they're doing that thing.
PIERRE
Merde...
SHELLY
(concerned)
What happened?
PIERRE
Merde! I clogged the toilet with the paper towels and now the toilet is overflowing.
(Pierre tries to unlock the stall door, but it's stuck.)
Brian
Get out of there!
PIERRE
The door is jammed!
SHELLY
Crawl underneath. Oh my gosh, it's oozing out out from underneath the stall.
PIERRE
MERRRRDE! My work boots are ruined.
(The lights flicker again.)
BRIAN
Oh my gosh, that smell is aweful.
(He runs to the bathroom door and struggles to open the door.)
The door is stuck!
SHELLY
Brian.
BRIAN
What?!
SHELLY
The door is locked.
BRIAN
Right...
(Suddenly the lights go out.)
Not again!
SHELLY
(Turning back to the stall.)
Are you okay in there.
(Shelly places her hand on the stall door, it suddenly opens and Pierre falls out into Shelly's arms, dead with a knife in his back. She glares at Brian.)
Merde...
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