PromEvil (part 1 of 4) (19 Nocturne Boulevard reissue of the week)

PromEvil takes you to that most horrifying of places - HIGH SCHOOL.  On prom night, naturally.  And something horrible is about to come out of the woodshop, and we don't mean Hal in his school mascot costume....

A lot of people put their heart and soul into producing this memorable event:

STUDENTS
Hal - Mathias Rebne-Morgan
Lyn - Molly Tollefson
Todd - Eli Nilsson
Gee - Melissa Bartell
Barb - Beverly Poole
Andy - Mike Campbell
Bud - Jasper Loovis
Tina - Chandra Wade
Missy - Jade Thomson
Jake - Michael Faigenblum
other students - Sky Iolta, Shelbi MacIntyre, Henry Mark

FACULTY
Principal Peabody - Reynaud LeBoeuf
Mr. Ervin Carpel, Woodshop - Gene Thorkildsen
Ms. Angela Wellesly, Crafts - Gwendolyn Jensen-Woodard
Mrs. Snodgrass, Lunchroom - Robyn Keyes
P.A. Announcements - Julie Hoverson
Rent-a-cop Bob - The Caretaker

OTHERS
Cop 1 - Glen Hallstrom
Cop 2 - Joel Harvey
911 Voice - Julie Hoverson

STAFF
Writer - Julie Hoverson
Doll Wranglers - Julie Hoverson, Kimberly Poole (Warp'd Space)
Sound and Mastering - Julie Hoverson
Stock sound effects - Soundsnap.com; sonomic.com
Music - Prom - Sinkhole
Music - background - Kevin MacLeod (incompetech.com)

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Prom Evil - Part 1

MUSIC

AMB            BUSY HIGH SCHOOL HALLWAY

P.A. VOICE     Don't forget! It's your last chance to pick up those prom tickets!  Show your Polk high Spirit!  Polky says - don't drink and drive!

AMB            FADE IN ON WOOD SHOP

SOUND          HEAVY DISTINCTIVE TICKING CLOCK IN THE WOOD SHOP

CARPEL         [off] All right, um, kids.  Let's start finishing up--

BUD            You up for prom tonight?

HAL            Gotta be there.  School spirit and all.

BUD            Ew, Hal, you're not bringing ..."IT"?

HAL            It's my job, Bud.  Polky lives.

CARPEL         [off] Let's get everything put--

SOUND          BELL RINGS

SOUND          CLATTER OF STUFF JUST BEING LEFT ON TABLES

CARPEL         --Away. [sigh]

SOUND          MASS EXODUS

HAL            Bud!  Dude! [exasperated noise]

SOUND          GATHERS UP TOOLS

SOUND          KNOCK ON DOORFRAME

TODD           Mr. Carpel?

SOUND          SLAMMING BRIEFCASE SHUT

CARPEL         [ow!]  Damn! [composing himself] This... it's my break, Todd.

TODD           I just wanted to see... her.

SOUND          TAP ON GLASS CABINET

TODD           [almost silent] Hi!

CARPEL         Todd!

TODD           She--  They can come home soon, right? 

CARPEL         After tonight, they can do...I mean, YOU...can...do whatever you want with them.  ... Her.  It.

SOUND          SCRABBLE OF FEET

CARPEL         Go on now.  I'm not...done... grading.  Scoot scoot.

TODD           Right.  [almost silent] Bye!

SOUND          FEET

CARPEL         [sigh of relief]

HAL            [clears his throat]

CARPEL         [startled] Ahh!

HAL            Sorry.  I was just putting away...

CARPEL         Of course, of course.  Go on now.

HAL            Right.  They're really pretty great, you have to admit.

CARPEL         What? 

HAL            The carvings. 

SOUND          LIGHT TAP ON GLASS

HAL            I woulda gone for it, but I don't have the patience.  Or the carving skillz--

CARPEL         Right, right - just please--

HAL            Got it!  Evaporate.

SOUND          FEET, DOOR SLAMS

CARPEL         [sigh, of extreme relief]

MUSIC

AMB            HALLWAY

SOUND          LOCKER CLOSES

LYN            [sigh] OK, nothing happens.  Surprise!

BARB           It's coming.  What?  You're all hot to go study?  It's party night, Lyn.  Loosen up.

LYN            [sigh]

A moment, then--

BARB           Jake!  You're SO late!

LYN            Huh? Jake--?

BARB           Mmm.  Come here!

SOUND          LONG SMOOCHING

LYN            But, Barb--!  Barb!  Barb?

SOUND          SMOOCHING ENDS

JAKE           [catching his breath] Hey.  So, What's the deal?

BARB           This is my cousin, Lyn.

LYN            [panicky] uh, yeah.

JAKE           Hey, Lyn.  I--

BARB           [sudden rush] I was telling her all about you, and she's just [as if she's looking for something] ...dying ...to meet ...you.  [angry sigh]  [shrill] Anyway.  She doesn't have a date for tonight, so I--

ANDY           [coming in] Whoa.  What the hell's up?

BARB           Aha!  Jake?  You know Andy.

JAKE           [chuckle]

LYN            [this is ugly] Ohh!

ANDY           What's up with this?  What--

BARB           I meant to tell you earlier, Andy, but you weren't picking up--

ANDY           I don't got my cell on me at practice--

BARB           [flippant] Andy... it's over--

ANDY           Over?  It's not over until--

JAKE           Oh yeah?

BARB           So you'll have to find yourself a new "bunny".  Right Jake?

ANDY           You bitch!  You said--

BARB           For prom.

ANDY           But, Prom's TONIGHT!

BARB           Sorry.  [she's not]  Not my problem.  Come on, stud muffins.

JAKE           [chuckles]

SOUND          THEY START TO WALK AWAY

LYN            [rueful] Barb.  Jeez.

BARB           [over her shoulder] Lyn's free tonight.

LYN            [gasp!]

ANDY           [to himself] Fine! [to Lyn, muttered] I got tickets, wanna go?

LYN            I'm really sorry she--

ANDY           C'mon...don't make me waste 'em.

LYN            [tsks]  Fine.

ANDY           See you in the gym?  Gotta get back to the field.

SOUND          HE TROTS OFF

LYN            Right.  Bye.

GEE            [coming on, whispering] Extra, extra - read all about it.  Dumped jock falls for head of debate team.

LYN            I've already had my heart attack for the day, thanks, Gee.

GEE            No hearts were injured in the filming of this--

LYN            I don't even have a dress.

GEE            [mock serious]  Wanna shock everyone?  You could be my date.  [goofy kissy noise]

LYN            [laughs]

SOUND          BELL RINGS, THEY START DASHING

LYN            Come on!  [hustling] Barb'll have a plan.

GEE            [keeping up] Oh, yeah.  That'll be good.

MUSIC

SOUND          BELL RINGS

SOUND          STUDENTS POUR OUT - END OF DAY

SOUND          LOCKERS BEING OPENED

STUDENTS       [conversations about the prom tonight]

SOUND          DOOR CREAKS OPEN

CARPEL         Oh, um... [hoarse] Miss, um, Francis! [clears his throat]  Miss Francis!

MISSY          Yes?  Something I can do for you, Mr. Carpel? ["CAR-pull"]

CARPEL         [irritable, automatic] That's Carpel. ["car-PELL"]  [clears his throat again]  I, um, I could use some advice...  Could you step in for a moment?

MISSY          [unsuspecting] Um, sure.  What do you need?

CARPEL         [lying] I have this niece, and it's her birthday, and I want a, um, well, a young woman's opinion of the present I bought for her.  It will just take a moment, um, if you can spare the time?

MISSY          [indulgently] Oh, sure.

MUSIC

AMB            OUTSIDE, STUDENTS, TRAFFIC, ETC.

STUDENTS       [lots of chatter about prom]

BUD            Life's almost over...what do you plan to do once YOU graduate?

HAL            Not a clue.  Dad says I've got-- [apes dad's voice] ..."no ambition, no drive."  I guess he's right.  I just don't have a burning desire to DO anything with my life...

[LYN AND BARB PASS BY - FADING IN AND THEN OUT]

BARB           --taffeta underskirt - but not too long, you know?  I was all like, how can I possibly dance in that? 

LYN            I don't dance.

BARB           Let me finish!  Sides, I want to show off the adorable prada pumps--

HAL            [heavy sigh] Except...

BUD            [Following the look] Ex-cept?  Still got the hots for that brain?

HAL            She's not a brain, just smart..."Brains" look down on the rest of us, and Lyn...she can be really nice.  Not like the barbies you date.

BUD            Nothing wrong with dumb girls‑‑

HAL            Takes one to know one.

MUSIC

AMB            WOOD SHOP

MISSY          Ooh!  Is this what the woodcarving class has been working on!  Wow!  Look at her teensy little hands!

SOUND          TAP ON GLASS

CARPEL         [getting more and more nervous] Ahem.  It's just over here, Missy.

MISSY          Oh, right!

SOUND          PAPER GIFT BAG FULL OF TISSUE SET ON DESK

CARPEL         I hope this is something a... young lady would like.

MISSY          Let's see.

SOUND          BAG RUSTLES

SOUND          SOMETHING PICKED UP ON WORKBENCH

MISSY          What is it?

SOUND          RUMMAGING IN TISSUE

SOUND          HAMMER BROUGHT DOWN ON HER HEAD.

MISSY          Oohhhhh!

SOUND          BODY DROP

SOUND          FEET RUN TO DOOR, LOCK IT

CARPEL         [breathing heavily, panicky]

MUSIC

AMB            OUTSIDE

BUD            Ask her.

HAL            Nah.  Polky goes stag.

BUD            Buy a clue, Hal...school mascot never gets laid.  'sides, running around as a big purple - what the hell is Polky, anyway?

HAL            Polky is the Polk high polka-dot.

BUD            Ri-i-ight.  Well...let's just say it ain't gonna get you a job.

HAL            Scoff all you want.  If I work real hard, someday I could be a giant cell phone at the mall.

BUD            Hark!  The wolverine has left the lamb unguarded--

HAL            Barb's gone?  Where?

BUD            She probably went to pee on some poor guy.  Mark her territory--

HAL            [speculative] Maybe I will.... [grunts as he gets up, then fading]  What's the worst that could happen?

SOUND          CREAK OF BACKPACK

MUSIC

AMB            WOODSHOP

CARPEL         [still wheezing]

SOUND          ASTHMA INHALER

CARPEL         [Deep breath, then an exaggerated one]  Clear the mind.  [half another breath, cuts off with]  Oh, crap!  Clear the desk!

SOUND          EVERYTHING BEING SWEPT OFF THE DESK

MISSY          [groan, hit by something]

CARPEL         Oh no!  No, no! Come here, you!  [grunts as he gets a grip on her]

MISSY          [groans again]

CARPEL         And U-U-U-U-U-P! [grunts]

SOUND          THUMPS [humorous bit, with him trying to get her onto the desk, finally]

CARPEL         [breathing heavily]

MISSY          [groans]

CARPEL         [whispering, afraid to wake her]  no!  Nononono!  Stay down!  [a moment of breathing]  Good.  [a demented whisper of a chuckle]

SOUND          ROPE BEING UNROLLED

CARPEL         [to self] need about... hmm...  three yards for the feet, and--

SOUND          KNOCK AT THE DOOR

CARPEL         [startled to death] Ahh!

SOUND          EVERYTHING DROPS, ENDING WITH A GOOFY CLATTER

TODD           [off] Mr. Carpel?  Um, are you there?

SOUND          DOORKNOB RATTLES

SOUND          ROPE MOVES AGAIN, BEGINS TO BE KNOTTED

CARPEL         [barely able to breath] Go away, Todd.  I'm busy.  Come back tomorrow.

MISSY          [groans]

CARPEL         [frustrated noise!]

TODD           [off] I just wanted to...to check on my project.

SOUND          KNOT TIED TIGHTLY

CARPEL         You got an A.  Now go away!

TODD           [off] I...um...Well, all right.

SOUND          SECOND KNOT CREAKS

MISSY          [sharp moan]

CARPEL         [muttered] Better not hit her again...  a gag!  Yes, um... oh, no that's filthy... um... [catches himself and starts to laugh hysterically] 

MISSY          [moans]

CARPEL         [worried noise] Ahh!

SOUND          TISSUE PAPER GRABBED AND SHOVED INTO MOUTH

CARPEL         That should do it.  Now.

SOUND          BOOK CREAKS OPEN, PAGES FLIP

CARPEL         Right.

SOUND          FUMBLING WITH GLASSES

CARPEL         [reading from a list] Five black candles check.  Oil.  Salt.  Knife, oh yes.

SOUND          PULLS THE THINGS OUT AS HE NAMES THEM, SETS KNIFE DOWN, AND IT CLATTERS TO THE FLOOR.

MUSIC

AMB            OUTSIDE

HAL            [to self] Um, hi Lyn!  No.  [mister slick] "Hey. Prom?  Yeah."  No.  Uh!  [grunt as he's shoved aside]

BARB           [disparaging noise] Walk much?  [to Lyn] It's all arranged.

LYN            How could you--?

BARB           What?  So I helped you.  Have a cow.

LYN            HELPED me?  You--

BARB           Selflessly gave you my ex‑.  Isn't there an award for that?  Oh, get that out of my face!

GEE            What?  Oh, sorry, right, if you cross a witch with your shadow, she loses her power over you.

SOUND          UMBRELLA COLLAPSES

BARB           What-ever.  Lyn.  Walk.

HAL            Oh, darnit. 

SOUND          [OFF] UMBRELLA UP AGAIN

HAL            Aah!

GEE            Oh, jeez!  Sorry!

HAL            No.. no worries. [defeated sigh]

GEE            [tsks merrily]

LYN            But you...like...Andy?

BARB           Of course I do.  This is just for tonight.

GEE            [catching up] Let me guess.  You fixed him up with Lyn so he wouldn't get snatched up by someone more like...hmm...You? ...at prom.

BARB           [snide] Coming from someone who carries a black umbrella and only dates on-line.

GEE            It's a parasol, and I'll still have a complexion when I'm 40!

BARB           Oh, yeah?  That white makeup will suck all your vitamin D!

GEE            Lizard neck!

LYN            Gee, leave off, OK?

GEE            [exasperated sigh]

BARB           [muttered] Little "Bite-Me Barbie".

LYN            You leave off too.

MUSIC

AMB            WOOD SHOP

SOUND          HEAVY CANDLE SET DOWN

CARPEL         Five.  Lit counterclockwise, um...

SOUND          CLOCK TICKS FOR A MINUTE

CARPEL         Right.

MISSY          [moans, then starts to wake, tries to scream around the tissue]

CARPEL         [more whiny than scary]  I'll hit you again if I have to. 

SOUND          TURNS A PAGE

CARPEL         Circle of chicken blood. 

SOUND          LID UNSCREWS ON PLASTIC BOTTLE, RATTLES AWAY

MISSY          [SCREAMS AROUND THE PAPER]

MUSIC

AMB            OUTSIDE

SOUND          HAL DROPS HIS PACK, THEN SITS

HAL            Psyche 101. [grunts as he sits]

BUD            What?

HAL            Psyche 101...I could be a shrink, right?

BUD            Yeah, right.

HAL            Maybe I could specialize in abnormal psychology...you could be my first case study.

BUD            Or him.

TODD           [muttering] I just wanted to see her, and give her this heart - it's just the right size--

SOUND          RATTLE OF TINY NECKLACE CHAIN

BUD            The resident wood shop mad genius?

BOB            [calling from off] Ooh, it's Todd...hey, did Barbie ever return your calls?

FRED           [calling from off] Maybe he's taking Chatty Kathy to the dance tonight.

BOB            [calling from off] A blow-up doll'd be a better choice, Todd...at least then you'd have a chance of getting a little.

TODD           [still muttered] Laurel's not a doll, she's a statue.  She's ART.

GEE            Leave off, you scrotes.

FRED           I vanda suckya blood!

GEE            You wouldn't know what to DO with my blood. 

MUSIC

AMB            WOOD SHOP

SOUND          LIQUID POURING onto floor

CARPEL         [chanting]

MISSY          [moaning]

SOUND          ROPES CREAK AS SHE STRUGGLES

MUSIC

TODD           [muttering] Laurel is perfect.  I made her that way, and she understands me--[gasp]

SOUND          THUD AS HE RUNS INTO BARB

BARB           [uh!] Dweeb.  Get some glasses. [back to Lyn] I'll even get you a dress.  It won't be Vogue, but...

SOUND          CELL PHONE BEING DIALED

LYN            [weakening] But I don't want a dress.  I really ...Barb...I don't like this.

BARB           No problem, really.

LYN            But--

BARB           I'd loan you one of mine, but it wouldn't fit.  Like a basketball hoop catching tennis balls.

LYN            [very uncomfortable noise]  Umm. 

BARB           Jeez.  Missy's not picking up.  Wonder who she's doing?

MUSIC

AMB            WOOD SHOP

SOUND          SCRAPE OF KNIFE BEING PICKED UP

CARPEL         CHANTING

SOUND          CELL PHONE MUSIC

SOUND          KNIFE CLATTERS TO THE FLOOR

CARPEL         What the--?  Oh, heavens!

SOUND          RUMMAGING THROUGH HER PURSE, VARIOUS THINGS TOSSED ONTO FLOOR, SOMETHING SQUEAKS AS IT HITS

SOUND          FINALLY FINDS PHONE, PUSHES BUTTONS, BUT NOTHING WILL STOPS IT, FINALLY THROWS IT AGAINST WALL AND STOMPS ON IT

SOUND          PHONE DIES

SOUND          ASTHMA INHALER

MUSIC

AMB            OUTSIDE

LYN            All right!  I'll...I can borrow a dress from Jean...we wear the same size.

BARB           Your little sister?  She's a baby, how could she have a decent dress?

LYN            Who else is my mom gonna dress up?  Me?

MUSIC

WOOD SHOP

CARPEL CHANTS AGAIN

SOUND          BOOK CREAKS OPEN

SOUND          KNIFE PICKED UP OFF FLOOR WITH SCRAPE

MISSY          [struggling weakly]

SOUND          SUDDENLY, LUNGES, PLUNGES KNIFE INTO MISSY WITH HORRIBLE SQUISHY NOISE.  GRINDS IT AROUND A BIT, MAKING SURE SHE'S DEAD

MISSY          [death rattle]

CARPEL         [breathing heavily]  

SOUND          WIPES SWEAT OFF HIS FACE, THEN REACTS AS HE REALIZES HE JUST SMEARED BLOOD ALL OVER HIMSELF.

CARPEL         gah!!

SOUND          DASH TO SINK, RUNS WATER

MUSIC

AMB            OUTSIDE, BUT AWAY FROM PEOPLE

TODD           [muttering to self] I spent so much time carving her.  I know the project called for raw wood, no paint, but now that they're graded and everything, there's nothing wrong with a little embellishment.

SOUND          DELICATE NECKLACE CHAIN

TODD           Gold will suit her dark grain.  Oh Laurel!

MUSIC

AMB            WOOD SHOP

SOUND          TAPS TURNED OFF

SOUND          DRIPPING

CARPEL         Right.  The blood. 

SOUND          METAL BOWL OUT OF BAG, CATCHES DRIPS

CARPEL         Almost done now.  [ecstatic]  And then they'll see!  They'll all see!

SOUND          DRIPPING SLOWS

CARPEL         No, no, I need more....  I think I need more!  Oh!  Here.

SOUND          CUTS A ROPE, ROLLS BODY ONTO ITS SIDE

SOUND          GUSHY NOISES, MORE DRIPPING

CARPEL         There we go!  That's about enough. 

SOUND          DRIPPING CONTINUES, BODY FLOPS

CARPEL         Enough! 

SOUND          SHOVE BODY, IT ROLLS WITH A GUSHY NOISE

CARPEL         Sorry about that, Missy, but it had to be done.  I wish you'd just stayed unconscious.  Wouldn't have been so awful for you.

SOUND          SETS DOWN SLOSHY BOWL

SOUND          OPENS GLASS DOOR OF CASE

CARPEL         [chanting again]

SOUND          PICKS UP BOWL

SOUND          LIQUID BEING POURED

MUSIC

AMB            GYM [EVERYTHING ECHOES]

SOUND          SOUND CHECK IN BACKGROUND

SOUND          QUICK STRIDES ACROSS WOOD FLOOR

HAL            --it's in the band locker.  You gotta let me in.

PEABODY        [over his shoulder] The school is locked up for the night.  Besides, the old one's in the drama loft...use it.

HAL            But it's a piece of crap!  The foam rubber's all gone to dust...you can't even breathe in the darn thing.

PEABODY        You only have to wear it during the announcements.  Surely you weren't planning to parade around in the ludicrous mascot costume all night?

HAL            [clearly disappointed] Guess not.

PEABODY        Quickly, then...

MUSIC

CARPEL         [The chant ends.]

SOUND          CREAKING OF WOOD

[NOTE]         ESTABLISH THE DISTINCTIVE SOUND OF EACH OF THE DOLLS - LAUREL, ahhhh noises; LEDERHOSEN GUY, EVIL CHUCKLE; MONKEYHEAD, SCREECHES; SURFER DUDE, LONG DUH; AND THE MAJORETTE, RHYTHMIC CLICKING SOUNDS.

CARPEL         It worked!  They live!

MUSIC

AMB            GYM

SOUND          LIQUID POURING

SOUND          FEET ON STEP LADDER

ANGELA         Hand me the tape, Marge?

SNODGRASS      Do I look like someone with three hands?

ANGELA         [to herself] No, you look like a shaved bulldog in a safety orange muumuu.

SOUND          POURING STOPS

SNODGRASS      Huh?

ANGELA         [covering] Just admiring your dress!

SNODGRASS      [taking it seriously]   It ain't just anybody can wear this color.  You were looking for tape?

MUSIC

SOUND          TAPPING OF DOLL FEET AS THEY CLIMB DOWN

CARPEL         You are mine!  My servants!  My revenge!

SOUND          WOODEN FEET AS THEY HOP DOWN

LEDERHOSEN GUY EVIL CHUCKLE

SOUND          MOVED QUICKLY TOWARD CARPEL

CARPEL         No!  No!  Not me!  You're supposed to obey me!  Stop!

SOUND          PAGING THROUGH BOOK

CARPEL         Obey me!  You're my minions!

SOUND          THE DOLLS ATTACK.  TRIP CARPEL, PUMMEL HIM.

CARPEL         What are you doing with that awl!  You could put an eye out-- [ahh!  Gurgle, whiny death noises]

SOUND          FUTILE POUNDING OF TINY FISTS ON LOCKED DOOR

END OF PART 1