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III-3 - Vamp Fiction

written by Jonathan Barron

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Published: 1997 | Size: 28 KB (5351 words) | Language: english | Rating: R

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Abstract:
A MSCL and "John Constantine, Hellblazer" crossover

based on stories and characters created by Winnie Holzman

INT. LIBERTY HIGH SCHOOL/HALLWAY - DAY

STUDENTS crowd the hallway as the BELL RINGS. Sharon hurries
down the hall when, suddenly, she stops. She sniffs the air
and slowly turns around.

Running into the school is Hallohan. He looks at his watch
as he sprints toward the guidance offices.

HALLOHAN
I'm late, I'm late, for a very
important date.

Hallohan skids to a stop and turns to Sharon. They stare at
each other for a beat, then Hallohan walks over to Sharon.
Sharon bares her teeth and lets loose a low growl.

HALLOHAN
Hey, hey. Take it easy. We can be
civil about this.

SHARON
You smell like rotting death dipped
in suntan oil.

HALLOHAN
Now that kind of thing really hurts.
You a student here?

SHARON
No, I'm, like, the janitor.

HALLOHAN
Step into my office.

Sharon stares at Hallohan suspiciously.

HALLOHAN
Oh, c'mon. We're in school. What am
I going to do?

Hallohan motions toward the guidance offices.


INT. LIBERTY HIGH SCHOOL/GUIDANCE OFFICE - DAY

The door opens and Sharon walks in. Hallohan enters,
shutting the door behind him. He motions for Sharon to have
a seat. She does. Hallohan walks behind his desk.

HALLOHAN
What'd you say your name was? And
don't say, "I didn't." I hate that.

SHARON
Sharon Chersky.

Hallohan types on his computer's keyboard.

HALLOHAN
Seems you had an incident in the
cafeteria yesterday, Sharon. That
bestial side's a bitch to control,
isn't it?

SHARON
Who the hell are you?

HALLOHAN
Sharon, is that anyway to talk to
your elders? And when I say elders,
I mean elders. I was probably born
a couple decades before your
grandfather.

SHARON
I didn't ask what you are. I asked
who you are.

HALLOHAN
Neil Hallohan. New guidance
counselor. Nice to meetcha.

SHARON
Neil?

HALLOHAN
Yup.

SHARON
Pretty wimpy name, Neil, for a
vampire.

HALLOHAN
Sshh! You wanna blow my cover?

SHARON
And what if I do?!

HALLOHAN
Calm down, kid! I'm a good one, all
right? Now, Sharon, tell me. How
long you been el lobo, huh?

SHARON
Long enough. Why?

HALLOHAN
I think we can do for each other,
Sharon.

SHARON
You pervert. I don't do the dead.

HALLOHAN
Give me a break, all right? I said,
"We can do for each other," not, "We
can do each other." You're too young
for me, anyway. By a century. Look,
I'm new in town and I got some
business to do. It's always a good
idea to get in with the city's
supernatural element as quickly as
you can. Start out right, you know?
I just want you to do a job for me.
Pay someone a visit in my name. And
in return, I can make yesterday's
cafeteria incident go away; as in, no
longer appearing on your permanent
record.

Sharon's eyes light up.

SHARON
My permanent record?

HALLOHAN
Got your attention, huh? You'll
really appreciate it when it comes
time to apply to colleges.

SHARON
How can you make the incident go
away? You're not, like, the
principal. You're just a guidance
counselor.

HALLOHAN
Hey. I'm faculty. I can do anything
I want. What do you say?

SHARON
All right... Neil. You got a deal.

HALLOHAN
Great. But it's Mr. Hallohan.

SHARON
Sure thing... Neil.

Hallohan glares at Sharon for a beat.

HALLOHAN
Show up at this address tonight after
dark.

Hallohan hands Sharon a slip of paper.

HALLOHAN
You're the back-up.

SHARON
Back-up for whom?


EXT. ROOFTOP - NIGHT

On the street below, the MOVIE CREW is busy setting up their
equipment for that night's shoot. They are, unknowingly,
being watched by a pair of eyes, high atop an apartment
building.
Sharon, in her human form, wearing a long trenchcoat,
crouches on the edge of the roof corner, looking down at the
Crew. Suddenly, she lifts her head and sniffs the air, then
spins around.
Behind her stands Vamp Hallie, now decked out in a killer
dark blood-red leather outfit.

VAMP HALLIE
You Sharon?

SHARON
Hey, you're Angela's dad's friend.

The one he opened the restaurant with.

VAMP HALLIE
Hallie Lowenthal. Or I was. Now I'm
just Vamp Hallie. You a friend of
his daughter's or something?

SHARON
Mm-hmm. Angela. I love your outfit.
Wish I could wear clothes, but they
don't change with me when I shift.

VAMP HALLIE
You've got nothing on under that coat?

Sharon nods. Vamp Hallie smiles at Sharon. Sharon smiles
back, then catches herself.

SHARON
Um. So, who are we supposed to pay
a visit to?

Vamp Hallie leans over the edge of the roof. She looks
around for a beat, then points.

VAMP HALLIE
There. Him.


EXT. STREET - NIGHT

A car parked on the street is being pulled up by its front
axle to a tow-truck. The tow-truck's operator secures the
car and hops into the truck. It's GEORGE CATALANO.


EXT. ROOFTOP - NIGHT

SHARON
Oh my God, that's Jordan's dad!

VAMP HALLIE
Jordan's that kid Angela's dating?
Mmm, he was hot.

SHARON
If you're into that look, I guess.

VAMP HALLIE
Well, I feel weird that this guy's
your friend's boyfriend's father. If
you don't want to go through with
this...

SHARON
Are you kidding?! That son of a
bitch put a bullet in me!

Suddenly, Sharon's hair shifts to a more course coat and her
mouth and nose elongate into a snout.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
He's mine!


EXT. STREET - NIGHT

George Catalano pulls the tow-truck around the corner and
stops at the light. He takes the time to undo the plastic
lid to his coffee cup, then takes a sip. PANG! Something
strikes the tow-truck, causing George to spill hot coffee
into his lap.

GEORGE
Ngh-ngh-nnaahhh! Son of a...!

SHARON (O.S.)
(wolf voice)
Ah. Ah. Don't say it, Mr. Catalano.

George looks up. Standing on the hood of his tow-truck is
Sharon, the She-Wolf, in all her triumphant glory.

GEORGE
You!

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Me.

Sharon drops down to a crouch and pulls her fist back, ready
to smash through the windshield, when George SLAMS on the
gas. The tow-truck LURCHES forward, causing Sharon to smack
her face against the glass.

GEORGE
(cackles)
Ha-ha! Got ya, flea-bag!

George pulls the wheel to the right. The tow-truck SCREECHES
around the corner. The car in tow SMASHES into a mailbox,
sending it SKIDDING into the street.
Sharon digs her claws into the metal of the hood and hangs on.
George laughs maniacally, then his face goes blank as he
spots a shadow descending toward the tow-truck from over
Sharon's shoulder.

GEORGE
What... the...?

VAMP HALLIE (O.S.)
Jump!

Sharon leaps from the tow-truck. Vamp Hallie SMASHES through
the windshield.

GEORGE
Yeeeaaaaahhhh!!!

Sharon gracefully bounces off the roof of the car in tow and
lands on the pavement. She looks back over her shoulder just
in time to see the tow-truck JUMP the curb and SMASH through
the glass window of a bank. ALARMS ring out.
Sharon runs over to the tow-truck. The cabin is empty. She
spins as she hears FIRE ENGINE and POLICE SIRENS off in the
distance and getting closer. Sharon runs out into the street.

VAMP HALLIE (O.S.)
Up here.

Sharon looks up and smiles. Vamp Hallie hangs from a fire-
escape two stories up. She holds George by one hand. He
groans, completely out of it.

VAMP HALLIE
C'mon.

Sharon leaps up to the fire-escape. She follows Vamp Hallie
as they quickly make their way to the rooftop.


EXT. ROOFTOP - NIGHT

ON GEORGE

GEORGE
But I don't even know what I did!

George is on his knees. Sharon has him by the collar with a
claw raised, ready to slash down at his throat. Vamp Hallie
stands behind her. Sharon pauses and turns to Vamp Hallie.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
What did he do?

VAMP HALLIE
Hallohan said this bastard staked one
of my kind and he has to pay.

GEORGE
Hallohan? Neil Hallohan?! That son
of a bloodsucking whore did the books
at the automechanic school where I
learned my trade! He put the bite on
my wife years ago and then they ran
off to the Caribbean!
That tramp left me alone with the
kid, but I finally caught up with
them, only to have that wimp Hallohan
split as soon as he saw me! But I
did her! Oh, I did her all right!
Staked her good, the whore! Shoved
a dildo right into her dead heart!
(beat)
Hey, I had to work with what I had,
you know?

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Gross! That's what happened to
Jordan's mother?!

GEORGE
If I couldn't have her, neither was
some bloodsucking leech! And that's
why I went after you, wolf-girl! I
see it in your eyes, too! You're
just like all them supernatural
whores...
(motions to Vamp
Hallie)
-- just like this one here and that
two-timing bloodless bitch I married
who dumped me with that no-good kid,
Gordon.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Jordan.

GEORGE
Whatever.

VAMP HALLIE
Sharon, is this pig disgusting you as
much as he's disgusting me?

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Yeah, but I'm not doing him. I'd
rather eat uncooked MacDonald's.

VAMP HALLIE
Allow me.

Vamp Hallie pulls back her lips, revealing her long, white
fangs. She starts to lean over toward George's neck when a
glaring white light washes over them accompanied by the
sounds of HELICOPTER BLADES BEATING the night air.

COP'S VOICE
(over PA)
Attention! You are ordered to remain
where you are until ground assistance
has arrived!

Vamp Hallie and Sharon shield their eyes with their hands.
Vamp Hallie releases George. He takes the opportunity to run
for it.

COP'S VOICE
(over PA)
You! Stop!

The spotlight shifts to George, heading for the stairs.
VAMP HALLIE
Dammit!

Sharon GROWLS.

VAMP HALLIE
No! We're outta here!

The door to the stairs BURSTS open. COPS appear and grab
George.
The helicopter spotlight swings back around to where Sharon
and Vamp Hallie were standing, but now they're gone.

COP'S VOICE
(over PA)
Hey! Where...?!


EXT. ROOFTOPS - NIGHT

Sharon and Vamp Hallie run at break-neck speed, leaping
incredible distances from rooftop to rooftop. Finally, they
come to rest.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Think we're far enough away?

VAMP HALLIE
If we aren't, chances are we can get
away again, no problem.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
That was, like, exciting.

VAMP HALLIE
Got my heart going. Here. Feel.

Vamp Hallie places Sharon's hand on her breast.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Um. Hallie. I don't feel anything.

Vamp Hallie places her own hand on her chest and feels around.

VAMP HALLIE
Oh. Well. Never mind.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
So we lost him. What are we going to
do?

Vamp Hallie walks over to the side of the roof and looks down.

VAMP HALLIE
I don't know. Tell Hallohan, I
guess. Hey, come here. They're
shooting the movie down there.

Sharon walks to the edge next to Vamp Hallie.
Below, bright lights flood the street.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
God, it looks as bright as the
daytime.

VAMP HALLIE
(shudders)
Don't say that.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Oh, sorry! I...

Sharon trails off.

VAMP HALLIE
What is it?

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Oh my God! Oh my God!

VAMP HALLIE
What? What?!

SHARON
(wolf voice)
It's him! Oh my God! It's him!
It's...


EXT. STREET - NIGHT

Amongst the film crew and equipment, walking toward his
trailer is...

SHARON (VO)
(wolf voice)
-- BRAD PITT!!!


EXT. ROOFTOPS - NIGHT

Vamp Hallie rolls her eyes.

VAMP HALLIE
Teenagers.


INT. TRAILER - NIGHT

Actor BRAD PITT enters his trailer. He sighs, exhausted from
several long hours of shooting. He flicks the light switch,
but nothing happens.

BRAD PITT
Aw, what the hell...?

In the dark, a shapely female silhouette passes quickly
before a window.

BRAD PITT
Hello?

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Oh, Brad, baby! I want you so badly!

Sharon leaps from the darkness and tackles Brad Pitt. Pitt
cries out in panic, but his cries are muffled as Sharon
kisses him.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Oh, Brad, Brad, Brad...

BRAD PITT
Hey! Hey! How did you get in here?!
Damn, you're hairy! Hey, let go of
that! That belongs to Gwyneth!

Sharon rears back, enraged. Her red eyes glow brightly in
the dark.

BRAD PITT
(swallows hard)
Um, but you can borrow it.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Gwyneth?! GWYNETH???!!!

Sharon lets loose with a tremendous ROAR, then she lunges
forward and CHOMPS down right between Brad Pitt's legs, but
all she gets is air. Sharon ROARS again, then leaps through
the window, SHATTERING it all to hell.
Brad Pitt sits on the floor of his trailer in dead silence.
Soon, CREW-MEMBERS come running to the trailer door.

CREW-MEMBER 1
Mr. Pitt? Are you all right?

CREW-MEMBER 2
Brad?

BRAD PITT
She -- she tried to bite my pee-pee!


INT. HALLOHAN'S APARTMENT - NIGHT

Hallohan's apartment is dark and all is quiet. The door
opens and in enters Vamp Hallie and Hallohan.

HALLOHAN
Well, I can't say I'm not
disappointed.

VAMP HALLIE
We'll get him tomorrow night.

HALLOHAN
There could be problems. Let's hope
they release him on bail. But there
is something else you can do for me
tonight.

VAMP HALLIE
Who do you want me to kill?

HALLOHAN
(chuckles)
Funny you should ask. A student
here, Tino something, wanted to deal
in some white gold, but my supplier
has gone and flaked out on me,
claiming he doesn't have the product
he said he would get for me. I know
he's lying. I want you and our young
feral friend to pay him a visit and
retrieve his supply.

Hallohan hands Vamp Hallie a slip of paper. She takes it and
studies the address. Hallohan reacts to her expression.

HALLOHAN
Something wrong?

VAMP HALLIE
No. It's just that your supplier,
he's an old... friend.

HALLIE
Small towns. I hate 'em. Will this
be a problem?

Vamp Hallie crumples the piece of paper in her hand.

VAMP HALLIE
Not at all. I'll go collect Sharon.
She's busy star-gazing.

Vamp Hallie starts for the door, then she turns back to
Hallohan.

VAMP HALLIE
Retrieve the product. And the
supplier...?

Hallohan looks at Vamp Hallie with calm, diabolic eyes. He
smiles at her balefully.

HALLOHAN
Have you had dinner yet?

A nasty smile creeps across Vamp Hallie's mouth. She exits
as "JUNGLE BOOGIE" by Kool & the Gang KICKS IN.


INT. BRAD'S PAD - NIGHT

"JUNGLE BOOGIE" EXPLODES from a kickin' rack stereo system.
On a leather couch, BRAD, wearing only silk boxer shorts,
leans over a glass coffee table and inhales a big-ass line of
cocaine. He rubs his nostril like crazy, then CRIES OUT
victoriously and beats his chest.


EXT. BRAD'S PAD - NIGHT

Vamp Hallie hangs upside down outside the window. Sharon,
the She-Wolf, gracefully balances on the tiny ledge. Both
peer inside the apartment.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
So this guy's, like, your ex-fiance?

VAMP HALLIE
(pouting)
I gave him those boxer shorts.

Sharon reaches up and gently pats Vamp Hallie's upside-down
shoulder.


INT. BRAD'S PAD - NIGHT

A scantily-clad young lady with one hell of a body that
screams, "Plastic surgeon was here... and here... and here...
and here," enters from the bedroom. We'll call her BRAD'S
HO. She walks over and sits down on the couch next to Brad,
then she leans down and does a line of cocaine. Brad grabs
his Ho by her buttocks and pulls her close. He kisses her
between her breasts passionately.

BRAD'S HO
Oh, Bradee-kins!

VAMP HALLIE (O.S.)
"Bradee-kins"?! That's it!

Suddenly, the window EXPLODES inward. Brad's Ho screams as
a TREMENDOUS WIND invades the apartment, bringing with it
Vamp Hallie and Sharon.

VAMP HALLIE
Hi, hun. Hope you don't mind me and
my friend dropping by unannounced.

BRAD
Hah-hah-Hallie?!

HALLIE
It's Vamp Hallie now, but it's sweet
of you to remember.

Brad takes one look at Vamp Hallie and Sharon and makes for
the front door. Sharon's on him in a second. She leaps way
over the couch and comes down on Brad's back, bringing him to
the floor with a loud "WHUMP".
Sharon places her canine teeth up against the back of Brad's
neck and lets loose with a GROWL. Brad shrieks. Sharon
giggles, then picks up Brad by his neck and tosses him into
a chair by the kitchen table.
In the blink of an eye, Vamp Hallie is standing in front of
Brad's Ho.

VAMP HALLIE
Have a seat.

Brad's Ho falls backward onto the couch. Vamp Hallie and
Sharon switch places. Sharon shoves Brad's Ho onto her back
and places a foot on her neck. Brad's Ho begins to cry
softly.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Stop that or I'll, like, kill you or
something.

Vamp Hallie makes her way over to the kitchen, which is in
view of the main area of the apartment. On the kitchen
counter are two uncooked steaks sitting on a plate.

VAMP HALLIE
(to Brad)
Looks like me and Sharon caught you
right before dinner. Sorry about
that. What'cha eatin'?

BRAD
Uh, steaks.

VAMP HALLIE
Mmm! Steaks! The cornerstone of any
nutritious dinner. What kind of
steaks?

BRAD
Puh-Porterhouse.

VAMP HALLIE
Porterhouse! That's one tasty steak!
Isn't it, Sharon?

Sharon looks down at Brad's Ho and licks her lips.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Tasty.

Vamp Hallie leans in real close to Brad, gets right into his
face, and smiles, revealing her long fangs.

VAMP HALLIE
Real bloody, too! Huh, Brad?! Mind
if I try one?

BRAD
Uh, they're, uh, not...

Vamp Hallie picks up a raw steak and lifts it over her head.
She seductively licks the tip of the steak, then sensuously
wraps her lips around the edge of the steak and CHOMPS DOWN.

VAMP HALLIE
(chewing)
Mmm! S'good! Sharon, honey, you
have to try this steak!

Sharon lifts her foot off Brad's Ho's neck.

SHARON
(wolf voice; to
Brad's Ho)
Stay.

Sharon walks over to Vamp Hallie. Vamp Hallie kisses Sharon.
When they pull apart, it's Sharon who is now chewing the
steak. Sharon swallows and resumes her place by Brad's Ho.

VAMP HALLIE
(to Brad)
Now, see, Brad, Sharon here, she's
gotta do the swallowing for me 'cause
I'm a vampire -- as you may have
figured out by now -- and I can't
have solids -- liquids only -- but I
sure love the taste of a good, bloody
steak. You know what they call a raw
steak in France, Brad?

BRAD
No.

VAMP HALLIE
Tell 'im, Sharon.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Steak tartar.

VAMP HALLIE
Steak tartar! You know why they call
it that?

BRAD
Because of the metric system?

VAMP HALLIE
"Because of the..." No! You idiot!

Vamp Hallie FLIPS the kitchen table over. Shit goes flying
everywhere. It's a HUGE RACKET. Brad's Ho shrieks. Vamp
Hallie turns to Brad's Ho as Sharon circles around behind
Brad.

VAMP HALLIE
You. Pamela Anderson. You know why
we're here?

BRAD
Hallie, for the love of God, please...

VAMP HALLIE
(to Brad)
I don't remember askin' you a goddamn
thing!
(to Brad's Ho)
You were saying?

Brad's Ho doesn't say anything, just starts crying even
harder. Vamp Hallie rolls her eyes and motions to Brad and
then the cocaine on the table.

VAMP HALLIE
What's this, Brad?

BRAD
Cuh-cocaine.

Sharon BOPS Brad in the back of the head.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Shut up. Don't be stupid.

VAMP HALLIE
Thank you, Sharon.
(to Brad)
What's it doing here, Brad? I
thought you were going to sell the
coke and then get your MBA at
Harvard. Isn't that why we broke up?
Called off the engagement?!
Because I wouldn't go in on that?!
But what happened, Brad?! What
happened to your deal with Hallohan?!

BRAD
How do you know about my deal with
Hallohan?

Sharon BOPS Brad on the back of the head again, harder this
time.

BRAD
Oww! Stop doing that!

Sharon let's loose with a SNARL and CLAWS Brad upside the
head. Blood runs down the side of Brad's head where fresh
gashes are.

BRAD
You fuckin' dog-faced cunt!

Sharon ROARS and pulls back her claw, ready to slice Brad's
head off.

VAMP HALLIE
Sharon! No!

Sharon SNARLS at Vamp Hallie.

VAMP HALLIE
Not yet.

Sharon GROWLS, but calms down.

BRAD
Luh-look, Hallie...

VAMP HALLIE
It's Vamp Hallie now!

BRAD
All right! Vamp -- Vamp Hallie,
okay. God, Christ, I just -- I just
want you know how very, very sorry I
am about how fucked up things got
between us. And, of course, Mr.
Hallohan. When I entered into this
thing, I had only the best
intentions...

Vamp Hallie sighs loudly. Like lightning, she picks Brad's
Ho up by her head with both hands and twists, SNAPPING her
neck.

BRAD'S HO
Keh.

Vamp Hallie DROPS Brad's Ho onto the couch. She bounces off
and flops to the floor. She stares with dead eyes at Vamp
Hallie's feet.

VAMP HALLIE
Oh, I'm sorry. Did I break your
concentration? Please, continue.
You were saying...?

Brad is scared stiff. A stream of liquid runs from Brad's
crotch, down the chair, to the floor. Sharon wrinkles her
nose and covers her snout with her hand.

VAMP HALLIE
What? Oh, you were through! Well,
then, allow me to retort. What does
Hallohan look like?

BRAD
Whuh-what?

Vamp Hallie DRIVES A FIST into the stereo rack system.
SPARKS fly. "Jungle Boogie" dies.

VAMP HALLIE
What country are you from?!

BRAD
What?!

VAMP HALLIE
"What" ain't no country I ever heard
of! Do they speak English in "What"?!

BRAD
What?

VAMP HALLIE
English, motherfucker! Do you speak
it?!

BRAD
Wuh-what?

Sharon GROWLS and yanks Brad's head back, exposing his neck
to Vamp Hallie who BITES DOWN. A small geyser of blood
shoots outward. Brad stares, wide-eyed and in disbelief, at
the sight of his ex-fiance lapping at his own stream of blood.

VAMP HALLIE
That was a minor artery, Brad! Now
say "what" again! I dare ya! Say
"what" again and I'll show you a
major artery! Now tell me what
Hallohan looks like!

Brad swallows as blood seeps down his chest, ruining his
urine-stained silk boxers.

BRAD
He's -- he's a tall guy...

VAMP HALLIE
Go on!

BRAD
And -- and he's, I don't know, good-
looking, I guess.

VAMP HALLIE
Does he look like a bitch?

BRAD
What?

Sharon rolls her eyes at Vamp Hallie, then yanks his head
back again. Vamp Hallie lunges forward and bites into Brad's
neck. Another geyser, this one fairly massive, spews forth.
Vamp Hallie laps at the blood. She makes a sour face at the
pale Brad.

VAMP HALLIE
You taste like shit, Brad. How much
coke have you been doing?

BRAD
(weakly)
No.

VAMP HALLIE
Excuse me? "No" what?

BRAD
No, Hallohan doesn't look like a
bitch.

VAMP HALLIE
Then why did you try to fuck 'im like
a bitch, Brad?

Vamp Hallie strokes Brad's face.

VAMP HALLIE
Poor, poor Brad. Your life sucked.

Vamp Hallie sinks her teeth into Brad's neck. She drains him
clean, then takes a step back, wiping her mouth.

VAMP HALLIE
Ugh.
(beat)
Okay.

Sharon SNARLS and pulls her clawed fist back. She lets it
fly. Her punch is so forceful, she takes Brad's head clean
off.
The head bounces off the TV, leaving a round, red blood stain
on the screen. The head lands in the garbage can.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Two points!

VAMP HALLIE
Sharon, can you sniff out the stuff?
Don't try too hard. I don't want you
high.

Sharon sniffs around.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
It's under the bed. In a
briefcase...
(sniffs)

A leather briefcase.

VAMP HALLIE
That bastard. I gave him that.
(sighs)
Good work, Sharon.

Joking, Sharon pants like a faithful dog who's just been
praised by her master, then she looks down at the two dead
bodies. Sharon's expression changes to a sickly look.

VAMP HALLIE
You okay?
Tears well up in Sharon's eyes.

SHARON
(wolf voice)
Oh, God. What have I done?


END OF PART III

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“I cannot bring myself to eat a well-balanced meal in front of my mother.”

Angela Chase, Episode 1: "My So-Called Life (Pilot)"