House on Haunted Hill

      -- and with his considerable strength, lifts Sara in the air
     so she's sitting on his hands like a chair --

                           EDDIE
                 -- where you need to go?

     As much as she tries to stifle it, Sara lets loose a giggle.

                           SARA
                Three steps forward -- I want to get up
                there.

                           EDDIE
                Why?

                           SARA
                This whole place can't be wired
                to just one circuit --

                                                            CUT TO:

     INT. CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS

     Pritchett and Price taking a hard right into --

     INT. GEAR ROOM

     We recognize the rusted gears from the "lockdown" sequence.

                           PRITCHETT
                Bingo!

     He shines the light through the cavernous space: an immense
     mechanism of cams, pulleys and counterweights. Price stares
     in absolute awe -- this is something straight out of the
     Industrial Revolution.

     He eyes the bank of long-handled, mother-of-pearl tipped
     levers.

                                                            CUT TO:

     INT. WALL - CONTINUOUS

     Sara with her hands deep in the recess behind the wall
     sconce, yanking and re-connecting wires until -- she gets
     a spark.

     INT. BASEMENT CORRIDOR - SIMULTANEOUS

     It burns her fingers and she yelps -- but the lights in the
     corridor FLICKER ON for a moment. And then again. And again.
     It's a lousy source of illumination, but...

                           SARA
                 -- better than nothing. Down, big
                fella'.

     Eddie lowers her back down to earth -- his hand lingering for
     a moment on her bottom. Their eyes meet for a nanosecond.

                           SARA
                Thanks.

                           EDDIE
                Most fun I've had all day.

                           SARA
                You need to get out more.

     They start walking down the weirdly pulsing corridor.

                           EDDIE
                So, who are you really?

     Sara stiffens for a second. Then, calmly:

                           SARA
                What? Deep down inside?

                           EDDIE
                Start with the name you were born with,
                and we'll work forward from there.

                           SARA
                I told you already: Jennifer Jenzen,
                Executive V.P. of --

                           EDDIE
                I don't think so...

                           SARA
                Why not?

                           EDDIE
                Most of my business is making deliveries
                to high rollers. And I have yet to meet
                one Executive who could tie their own
                shoes -- let alone rewire an entire
                house. You don't fit the bill -- not
                even close.

                           SARA
                     (grinning)
                There's always exceptions.

                           EDDIE
                Not in the movie biz. So, c'mon,
                gimme the truth.

     Ahead of them, Sara sees the corridor splits into two.

                           SARA
                The truth is, if we keep taking rights,
                we're going to have to end up where we
                started.

     She beckons him to follow her, starts walking down the
     corridor to the right.

                           SARA
                Look, we're all gonna be out of here in
                a little while and go our separate ways,
                all a million bucks richer. What's it
                matter who I am or who I'm not?

     There's no response from Eddie.

                           SARA
                Okay... So let's say, hypothetically,
                I'm not exactly who I should be -- okay,
                so you're right, you're a genius, I
                don't know anybody who could've ever
                seen right through me like that --
                does that end the discussion?

     No response from Eddie.

                           SARA
                Alright, look: my real name is Sara,
                and I'm a secretary -- was, anyway -- to
                the real Jennifer Bitch who was invited
                here, and now you know and I'm begging
                you don't tell anybody, 'cuz I'm out of
                a job and could really use even a tenth
                of that money, okay?

     No response from Eddie.

                           SARA
                Can I just get a "yes" or a "no"??

     She turns: Eddie's nowhere to be seen.

                                                            CUT TO:

     INT. GEAR ROOM - CONTINUOUS

     Pritchett and Price stand in the "Lockdown" control room,
     staring at a rusted lever that Price has snapped off.

                           PRICE
                We may have to...look for other
                means to get out of here.

     Price looks around the room.

                           PRITCHETT
                What happened to what's-their-names?

                                                            CUT TO:

     INT. BASEMENT CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS

     Sara trotting down one CORRIDOR --

                           SARA
                Eddie...?

     INT. BASEMENT - ANOTHER CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS

     Sara moving and picking up speed:

                           SARA
                If this is your idea of funny, think
                again!

     INT. BASEMENT - ANOTHER CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS

     Sara moves even faster:

                           SARA
                In fact, you're really starting to
                piss me off!

     INT. BASEMENT - ANOTHER CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS

     And suddenly, she slams on the brakes -- because at the far
     end of this Corridor, she spots:

     EDDIE - quick-stepping right-to-left through the
     intersection ahead.

                           SARA
                Hey, pal: game called on account
                of boredom, let's go --

     And then she sees: in the strobe-flicker of light, his EYES
     look devoid of pupils, as though replaced by something
     METALLIC.

                           SARA
                Eddie...??

     Eddie keeps walking, turns into another corridor and
     disappears from sight.

                           SARA
                What is your problem?

     She runs after him.

                                                            CUT TO:

     INT. BASEMENT - ANOTHER CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS

     Sara again spots Eddie at the other end.

                           SARA
                Hey!

     He keeps on walking, turns into a room, disappears from
     sight.

                           SARA
                You know, I was actually starting to
                like you, you creep!

     Nonetheless, she chases after him into --

                                                            CUT TO:

     INT. MORGUE ROOM

     Sara stops, scared. God-knows what this room's purpose was
     long ago, now it's just a space filled with enormous glass
     tanks, vat-like things filled with BLOOD. But no Eddie. She
     shouts to the air:

                           SARA
                Okay, you win. You've successfully
                creeped me out.

      -- and then her EYES GO WIDE as she spots

     EDDIE -- perched above a Vat -- he's teetering, his
     equilibrium like a marionette's -- in danger of dropping
     right into the Vat!

                           SARA
                What are you doing --

      -- Eddie drops like a stone into the Vat.

                           SARA
                 -- Eddie!!

     She scrambles up to the top of the Vat, looks down into it:
     nothing but that thick opaque muck -- but there's SOMETHING
     ROILING beneath it. Sara plunges her arms down into it --

                           SARA
                 -- Eddie! Eddie! Oh my god!

      -- BAM! Something does -- yanking her down hard into the Vat
     -- and continuing to pull -- she's to her shoulders in it --
     and her head's about to go in --

                           SARA
                 -- Eddie!!

                           VOICE (O.S.)
                Over here.

     Sara darts the one eye still above the muck-line behind her.

     EDDIE MOSES -- is standing in the doorway, a completely
     baffled expression on his face.

                           EDDIE
                What's going on, you lose something
                down there?

     SARA -- looks back down into the Vat in horror. Lets out
     a scream. Whatever's in there releases her arms and she
     goes tumbling ass-over-teakettle down to the floor, her
     arms released.

     Eddie runs to her, takes her in his arms, sopping himself in
     the same blood.

                           EDDIE
                What are you doing? Are you okay?

     Sara has no answer.

     INT. THE MAIN SALON - SHORTLY AFTER

     Pritchett enters the room. The blood-caked Eddie and Sara
     stumble in, right behind them. Pritchett grimaces...

                           PRITCHETT
                Now it's marked the two of you.

                           EVELYN
                I suppose it's too much to hope that
                all that blood means --

     A grim-faced Price enters.