DRAG ME TO HELL
Written by
Ivan Raimi and Sam Raimi
INT. BEDROOM - BEFORE DAWN
22 year old Stephanie Browne is jarred from a peaceful sleep as the alarm clock BUZZES. She hits the snooze button and plops back down onto the pillow. After a few seconds of pure sleeping bliss, she wills herself up. She moves through her Ikea furnished bedroom, past a "Hang in there, baby" poster and into the bathroom.
INT. BATHROOM - A MOMENT LATER
Stephanie turns on the shower. While waiting for the water to heat up, she looks into the mirror and with exaggerated pronunciation, recites:
STEPHANIE
There is no friction, with proper
diction. Good sounds abound, when
the mouth is round.
She catches herself on the last word, a hint of "Missouri
twang" slipping through.
STEPHANIE
Round.
Yawn. She slips off her nightgown and lumbers into the
steaming shower.
INT. KITCHEN -- MORNING
She opens the refrigerator: A half grapefruit sits next to an inviting slice of chocolate cake. She's tempted, but chooses the grapefruit.
EXT. VENTURA BOULEVARD PARKING STRUCTURE - MORNING
A sunny Southern California day. Commuters speed by. Stephanie's FORD FOCUS pulls into the PARKING STRUCTURE, across the street from the BANK OF CALIFORNIA. She steps from the car, smartly dressed for work and walks briskly toward the intersection. The traffic signal changes to "Don't Walk". A BUSINESS MAN next to her, sprints across the street. Stephanie almost follows but decides to obey the sign. She looks down to see a little KITTEN. It rubs against her ankles and PURRS.
STEPHANIE
Well, you're a little cutie.