“ALPHABET”

Written by: Emilie Dalsing

Copyright © 2019
April 11, 2019

(CONTINUED)
 FADE IN:
1. INT. RUN DOWN HOUSE NIGHT

WIDE SHOT of the kitchen, there is a thick layer of dirt

and black dust laying on the floors and walls. Cobwebs hang
from the corners of the room and on the stained curtains by
the sink. A thin line of black grime lines the inside of
the sink which is already filled with weeks’ worth of
dishes. There is garbage littering the floor leading from
an overflowing can in the corner. A calendar hangs lopsided
on the fridge to reveal it is the month of December. There
are a few people in the room, two sitting at the table. The
lights above the table flicker on and off for a few seconds
before glowing at full power. MEDIUM SHOT of the table
lined with pocket mirrors, credit cards, and small white
lines of dust. A head moves into frame and bends over the
white lines. The sounds of snorting is heard as the man
whips his head into the air and squeezes his eyes closed to
enjoy the drug. He yells out with excitement.

A hand moves into frame next to the head and throws down a
small bag and a syringe. THE CAMERA zooms out to reveal
PETER TAYLOR, a man in a stained t-shirt, ripped jeans and
scruffy face. He smiles.

PETER
You like that then try the next best thing!

The man at the table laughs and begins to open the bag.
Peter walks over to his wife PATRICE leaning against the
counters. She pushes her curly hair out of her face and
smiles.

PATRICE
Did we win big this time?

Peter smiles and pulls a large wad of cash from his

waistband. He snaps the rubber band and Patrice cackles.
Patrice pulls Peter in close to her. They briefly kiss then
each snort a small amount of cocaine off a kitchen knife.

A CANTED ANGLE shows Peter and Patrice resting their

foreheads together as the drugs begin to kick in. Over

(CONTINUED)
 their shoulders is the frame of a small girl standing in
the doorway. CLOSE UP shot of KENNEDY TAYLOR as she walks
from the door to the fridge carefully past the two men
slumped at the table and over a pair of boots on the
ground. She opens the fridge and quickly grabs a bottle of
juice, careful not to disturb her parents. BIRD’S EYE view
shows Kennedy standing looking at her surroundings before
walking back toward her room.
FADE TO:

2. INT. KENNEDY TAYLOR’S BEDROOM NIGHT

The bedroom is well lit revealing an organized and clean

room. A chair is pushed underneath the handle of the door.
Kennedy stands halfway in her closet pushing the clothing
out of the way.

KENNEDY
(grunting)
Stupid clothes!

The clothes are pushed to the sides revealing a chalkboard

wall with hundreds of small tally marks. Kennedy grabs a
piece of chalk taped to the wall and makes one large line.

KENNEDY
(sarcastically)
What’s another night of being ignored?

Kennedy tapes the chalk back on the board then closes the
closet. Kennedy hears a small tap on the window causing her
to jump and spill some of her juice. She looks over to the
window to see her nine year old brother, WILL, needing to
be let in. Kennedy smiles and glides across the room to
open it.

KENNEDY
Pretty sure this is not the time we agreed on you coming
home?

(CONTINUED)
Will climbs through the window and dusts off his hair. A
small cloud of dust falls to the floor.

WILL
Yeah…well
(looks up at Kennedy)
I left the ballpark when the street lights came on

KENNEDY
They’ve been on for an hour.

WILL
But, I had to hide in the bushes across the street so the
druggies wouldn’t see me coming in.

Kennedy rolls her eyes and begins to look around the room
for something to clean the juice with.

WILL
And anyways, when will I get more freedom? You’re not my
mom.

KENNEDY
(laughing)
I’m the closest thing you’ll have to a mom. And –

Kennedy tosses a towel and clean clothes at Will.

KENNEDY
You can have more freedom when you reach double digits.

Will bends over to untie his shoes to reveal a large blue

and purple bruise on his lower back. Kennedy’s face is
filled with sadness and she looks away to hide her tears.
She begins to walk over to the door when she steps in the
puddle of juice on the floor.

KENNEDY
(whispering)
Shit!
Will looks up and meets Kennedy’s eye.

(CONTINUED)
 KENNEDY
Sorry, I mean shoot. Listen, when I open the door to get
some paper towels you need to run to the bathroom. Okay?

WILL
Okay.

KENNEDY
And what’s the rule?

WILL
(holding a finger to his lips; whispering)
As quiet as can be.

Kennedy gives Will a half smile and moves the chair from
the door handle. She opens the door half way and sticks her
head out then looks back at Will and motions for him to go.

CUT TO:

3. INT. KITCHEN OF THE TAYLOR HOUSE NIGHT

THE CAMERA tracks Kennedy as she quickly moves from her

doorway to the pantry in the fridge. The two men are still
slumped over at the table. A low mumble of voices can be
heard from the living room. A CANTED ANGLE from inside the
closet sees Kennedy opening the door and pulling on the
string hanging from the ceiling. She quickly grabs some
towels and looks back toward the voices. She reaches up for
one more towel only to see a box of Poptarts on the shelf.
She looks toward the voices one more time before grabbing a
few and shoving them in between two towels. She turns off
the light and shuts the door.

Kennedy backs up into the frame, her head looking toward

the voices. She turns around only to bump into Peter. Peter
grabs Kennedy’s hair and yanks it to the side. She grips
the towels as to not drop the food.

KENNEDY
(begging)
Ow! Please! Please let go!

(CONTINUED)
 PETER
(through gritted teeth; whispering)
I told you to never step foot outside of that room.

Peter pulls Kennedy’s hair further to the side. She

whimpers in pain.
PETER
Especially when we have guests over! Nobody wants to come
here to have a good time only see some thirteen year old
brat sneaking around in the kitchen!

Close up on Kennedy as she scratches at Peter’s hand. An

extreme close up on Peter’s face shows blood shot eyes and
cracked lips.

KENNEDY
(crying)
I’m sorry, please! Please let go!

Peter slaps Kennedy across the face. Peter cracks his

knuckles and begins to walk away.

PETER
Get lost.

Kennedy begins to cry and holds her cheek as she runs back
into her bedroom. As she runs toward her door she gives
three quick knocks on the bathroom door.
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4. INT. KENNEDY’S BEDROOM NIGHT

Kennedy quickly slides the Poptarts under her mattress and

throws one of the towels down on the floor. She looks up
into the kitchen and can see the shadow of Peter coming
into the kitchen. Kennedy scrubs the floor harder when she
hears Peter’s footsteps stop abruptly.

PETER
What the hell did you do to my floor?

The bathroom door opens and Will quickly runs into the
bedroom. Peter begins to run towards the room as Kennedy

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and Will shut the door and lock it. Kennedy leans against
the door as Peter shouts.

PETER
Let me in this fucking room!

KENNEDY
(pointing at Will)
Get the chair!

Will grabs the chair and shoves it under the door handle.
Peter begins to yell louder and pound on the door harder.
Will begins to cry. Kennedy grabs his hand and opens the
closet door.

KENNEDY
(comforting Will)
It’s okay! Stay right here. You’re okay!

Kennedy grabs her bedding and throws it over to the closet.

Will is still crying. She grabs the Poptarts. Peter starts
kicking at the door. She makes a quick bed on the floor of
the closet and pulls Will in.

PETER
I swear to GOD –

Kennedy shuts the closet door which muffles Peter’s

yelling. She turns on a flashlight and shines it to the
ceiling. She sits on the ground and pats the floor next to
her.

KENNEDY
You’re okay. I promise.

Will crawls over to her and lays on her stomach. Kennedy

pulls another blanket on top of them and rubs Will’s back.
She pulls the Poptarts out and offers one to Will.

WILL
(sniffling)
I’m scared!

(CONTINUED)
 KENNEDY
(sighs)

Peter’s yelling and kicking stops and he can be heard

walking away. Kennedy bites into a Poptart then traces over
the welt on her cheek.

KENNEDY
After tonight…

Kennedy looks at Will and brushes his hair from his face.
She pulls him closer.

KENNEDY
After tonight we won’t be scared anymore.

FADE TO:

5. INT. KITCHEN OF THE TAYLOR HOUSE DAY

CLOSE UP of a calendar shows a yellow Labrador in a field

of flowers. The month underneath shows it is now January.
In the background Kennedy and Will sit at the kitchen table
playing a board game. A low grumble of sound can be faintly
heard from the kitchen. Orange light shines on the floor
leading into the living room; the crackle of a fireplace
snaps with the movement of the light. Close up of Will and
Kennedy at the table to reveal they are playing Scrabble.
Will wiggles his tongue as he tries to spell a word.

WILL
A-K-N-O-W-L-E-G-E
Acknowledge!

KENNEDY
(laughing)
Close but there are some hidden letters in there like –

Kennedy is cut off and looks at the door when there is a

loud knock. Will and Kennedy look back at each other then
back to the door. Kennedy holds a finger to her lips while
looking at Will and walks to the door. She slowly spreads
two blinds apart and pears out only to see a golden badge
shining in the sun. She quickly shuts the blinds and runs

(CONTINUED)
into the living room. A WIDE ANGLE down the hallway to the
living room reveals her shadow moving quickly.

KENNEDY
Wake up! The police are here!

Kennedy’s shadow is greeted by two taller, thinner shadows

quickly moving. From the door way and down the hall walk
Peter and Patrice, both fixing their appearance. Patrice
runs to the cabinets and rips open the doors. She grabs a
small bottle and bends over and squeezes the eye drops into
her eyes. Peter tries to tidy up the entryway before
opening the door.

PETER
Clean up that stupid game, let’s go!

Peter opens the door far enough to stick his head out. He
attempts to sound relaxed. OFFICER DANIELS stands on the
porch, unamused by Peter’s appearance.

OFFICER DANIELS
You’ve obviously seen better days, Peter.

PETER
(stuttering)
Well, you know, I was just, um, you know

Officer Daniels pushes the door open bumping his shoulder

past Peter as he makes his way into the house. Kennedy and
Will remain at the table slowly putting letter pieces on
the board. Their heads are slightly turned to hear what is
happening. Officer Daniels walks over to the table near
Kennedy and Will. He tussles Will’s hair; Will gets a wide
smile on his face.
PATRICE
(nervous)
So, uh, what can we help you with, Wyatt?

Officer Daniels turns away from Will and Kennedy back to

Patrice.

OFFICER DANIELS
It’s Officer Daniels to you, Patrice.

(CONTINUED)
Patrice fakes a smile then runs her hand through her curls
to try to clean up.
Peter rests his arm against a cabinet that is held together
by two bungee cords. Officer Daniels rolls his eyes and
pulls up a chair near Will.

OFFICER DANIELS
(uninterested)
I can tell you now this isn’t about your drugs so you can
stop trying to hide them.

Peter and Patrice immediately step away from the counters.

They look at each other both relieved yet still nervous.
Officer Daniels pulls the bag filled with Scrabble pieces
and begins to root through it.

PETER
What, uh…what are you here for then?

OFFICER DANIELS
Have either of you two talked to Alex Montgomery in the
past two days?

Peter and Patrice stare at each other, hesitating to

answer. Kennedy stares at Officer Daniels. A flashback
reminds her Alex was one of the men sitting at the table a
few months ago when she hid in the closet with Will.

PETER
No…no I don’t think so.

PATRICE
Why’re you asking?

OFFICER DANIELS
(laughs)
Alex Montgomery was found dead in the alley behind
Zimmerman’s Grocery Monday morning.

PETER
(gasps)
Wait, what?

(CONTINUED)
 PATRICE
I swear I just saw him!

PETER
How did it happen?

Officer Daniels holds his hand up to stop them from

talking. Will sits with wide eyes, worry on his face. He
scoots his chair closer to Kennedy and grabs her hand.

OFFICER DANIELS
Investigators are looking into it. Figured it was a drug
deal gone wrong.

Peter and Patrice look at each other in awe. EXTREME CLOSE

UP of Officer Daniels hands as he slides some scrabble
pieces onto the board. The CAMERA PULLS AWAY before it can
be revealed what he wrote.

OFFICER DANIELS
I just figured I would tell you two in case you wanted to

He nods to the cabinets behind Peter and Patrice.

OFFICER DANIELS
(cont’d)
Be a little more careful with your habits.

Officer Daniels stands up and walks toward the door.

Kennedy looks down at the board. Officer Daniels’ pieces
spell out “be safe”. She looks back up at him and squeezes
Will’s hand. Officer Daniels reaches the door and steps
onto the porch before turning around to see Patrice in the
doorway.

OFFICER DANIELS
One more thing.

He reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small white

index card.

OFFICER DANIELS
Quit letting your addicts use dad’s business cards.

(CONTINUED)
 He hands the card to Patrice who stares at him in shock.

OFFICER DANIELS
They don’t want to be associated with a fuck up child like
you.

Officer Daniels stares briefly at Patrice with disgust

before walking toward his squad car. Patrice slams the door
and shoves the card into her bra strap. She storms past the
kitchen table and flips the Scrabble board then walks down
the hall toward the living room.

PETER
Clean up your mess.

Peter follows Patrice. BIRD’S EYE VIEW as Kennedy and Will

stare at the now scattered game.
CUT TO:

5. INT. KENNEDY’S BEDROOM NIGHT

WIDE SHOT reveals Kennedy and Will sitting on their beds

across from each other. Will is trying to do his homework
while bopping his head along to music playing through his
headphones. Kennedy is reading a book, quietly humming. She
stops and looks up at the clock hanging above the bedroom
door. It reads 8:07pm. She sits quietly and stares at her
bedroom door. There isn’t any sound coming from anywhere in
the house. Normally Kennedy would be grateful for peace and
quiet but it is strangely quiet. Kennedy raises her
eyebrows as she slides to the end of the bed, leaning
closer to the door. Not hearing anything, she moves to the
floor and crawl closer to the door. Looking up at Will then
back to the door she pulls it up a crack to see her parents
sitting at the table in the kitchen. Their voices are low
and their heads are close together.

PETER
(whispering)
I’m telling you, we’re fine.

(CONTINUED)
 PATRICE
(yelling)
Are you kidding me right now? You’re gonna sit here and try
to tell me that we’re ‘fine’?

Patrice stands up, knocking her chair onto the floor. Peter
watches quietly as Patrice begins to pace. The light above
the table has begun to flicker causing dark shadows to
dance around the room.

PATRICE
I’m just saying, there are plenty of things to be worried
about right now.

PETER
I know, I get it. We’re in the same boat. I don’t know
what’s going on but I promise you we are fine.

PATRICE
(scoffs)
You promise me? Yeah right.

There is an awkward pause between the two of them before

Patrice begins to cry. Peter walks over to her and hold
her.

PATRICE
(sniffling)
What if this is how we get taken down? We have worked
pretty damn hard to get to where we are. I should have to
worry about some bum down the street outselling us, not
getting murdered.

PETER
I’m sure Benjamin dying was just like Alex. They were in
the wrong place, tried to be cool and ended up dead. They
were useless to us anyways. They usually ended up doing
more drugs than selling them.

Patrice wipes her tears and pushes out of Peter’s arms. She
walks back over to the table and holds up the town’s
newspaper. CLOSE UP of the front page reading “SECOND MAN
MURDERED; DRUGS BEHIND THE DEATH”.

(CONTINUED)
 PATRICE
The more people that fucking die, the more stories there
will be about it and I refuse to have my face plastered in
this paper with a shitty story about my life.

PETER
Listen, I –

Patrice cuts him off by slamming the paper back onto the
table and staring at him. WIDE SHOT of Patrice rubbing her
temples, Kennedy still staring at her parents through the
crack in the door.

PATRICE
It’s not his death that’s freaking me out the most. It’s
the fact that whoever is killing our people off left a
goddamn note behind.

Kennedy gasps but quickly slaps her hands over her mouth so
her parent’s don’t catch her eavesdropping.

PETER
I’m telling you, I don’t know what the word ‘next’ means
and neither do the cops. You read the article, even Officer
Daniels chalked it up to somebody being stupid.

PATRICE
(sighing)
What are you trying to say?

PETER
(stuttering)
It’s, you know…just some stupid kids…They see the body,
they leave note…like a prank…

Patrice stares at Peter in disgust for a few moments before

throwing up her hands in defeat and walking toward the
living room. Peter mutters under his breath as he begins to
walk toward the bathroom. Kennedy quickly shuts the door
and looks up at Will. Will has now fallen asleep on his
homework. Kennedy begins to get off the floor when she
notices something white sticking out from the closet door.
She crawls over and open the door; a white grocery bag
falling over.

(CONTINUED)
 Kennedy quietly opens it and peers inside. Her eyes widen
in fear. CLOSE UP of the inside of the bag reveals knives,
gloves, and a half empty bottle of cleaning supplies.
Scared, Kennedy shoves the bag closed and slams the door.
Will startles awake and looks at Kennedy confused. Kennedy
fakes a smile and stares at Will.

KENNEDY
Shh, it’s okay. You’re fine, go back to bed.

Will rolls onto his side and promptly falls back asleep.
Kennedy crawls over to her bed and lays on her back staring
at the ceiling. Her heartbeat is too loud for her to
concentrate on anything else.
CUT TO:

6. EXT. THE OUTSIDE OF THE TAYLOR HOUSE DAY

Kennedy stands outside of her bedroom window. She rubs her

arms and shivers. Her breath turns to white clouds as she
speaks.

KENNEDY
I know it’s big on you but you’ll be fine. 40 degrees is
not the best weather for a game of baseball but since you
insist on going –

WILL
Winning team of this game has to buy the other team pizza.
Warm pizza after a cold game, what’s better?

KENNEDY
Either way, coat stays on. Last thing you need is a cold.

Kennedy ruffles Will’s hair and watches as he runs off down

the road. She climbs back into her room through the window,
pulling it shut as she moves. She chuckles to herself and
begins to clean her room. BIRD’S EYE view as Kennedy moves
from corner to corner putting stuff away before coming to
an abrupt stop in front of the mirror on the wall. MEDIUM
SHOT shows Kennedy lightly pressing on the purple and blue
skin around her eye. She pulls her hand back in pain. She
mutters to herself and steps away from the mirror.

(CONTINUED)
 KENNEDY
(sighing)
At least the swelling’s gone down.

A few minutes pass and Kennedy stares at the now clean room
and a pile of food wrappers on the floor. She counts on her
fingers.

KENNEDY
Crap, I need more food.

Kennedy opens the bedroom door quietly and sticks her head
out to look for anyone in the kitchen. CAMERA TRACKS
Kennedy as she walks from her room to the pantry and grabs
a few items of food. The TV blares loudly from the living
room, Kennedy stops to listen.

NEWS ANCHOR
The body of Carl DeVins was found this morning inside
Xander’s Motorcycle Garage. Police and investigators are
still looking into his death.

Kennedy’s eyes widen and she walks a little closer to the

living room.

NEWS ANCHOR
This marks the third homicide in the last few weeks. Each
of the victims’ names have started with the first letters
of the alphabet. Police are now marking this spree of
killings as work from the Alphabet Killer.

Kennedy stands frozen, a flashback shows Carl DeVins at

their house many times.

NEWS ANCHOR
This serial killer has gotten confident as well, leaving
behind Polaroid photos of the murders as they happen.

Kennedy hears the couch from the living room creak and she
runs back into her bedroom. She tosses the food onto the
bed and rubs her head. MEDIUM SHOT shows Kennedy stand up
straight to reveal the closet door over her shoulder in the
background. She slowly turns her head to the closet.

(CONTINUED)
 As Kennedy begins to walk toward the closet she stops and
sees her parents now in the kitchen. Peter cracks open a
beer and tosses his head back.

PETER
(slurping)
I’m just saying, who would want to be trying to take us
down?

PATRICE
(sarcastically)
Oh, NOW you see where I’m coming from?

Peter wipes the beer from his upper lip and points to
Kennedy in her room.

PETER
You.

Kennedy stares at him in fear. Her purple eye begins to

twitch.

PETER
Get out here.
CUT TO:

7. INT. KITCHEN OF THE TAYLOR HOUSE DAY

Kennedy sits in a chair in the kitchen with fear in her

eyes. Peter stares at her while drinking her beer and
leaning against the counter. Patrice walks around Kennedy’s
chair before smacking the back of her head. Patrice gets
down on her knees and leans into Kennedy’s face.

PATRICE
You’re pretty nosey. What’ve you heard?

Kennedy rubs the back of her head and pulls her face away
from Patrice. The smell of cocaine and heroin rolls off
Patrice. Kennedy looks away in disgust. CAMERA moves in a
circle around the Taylor family as Peter and Patrice take
turns yelling in Kennedy’s face.

(CONTINUED)
 PETER
(yelling)
Tell me!

Patrice moves from the ground to the chair across from

Kennedy. Kennedy looks up at her parents.

KENNEDY
I-I don’t know.

Peter slams down his beer can.

PETER
My ass you don’t know anything. You’re always moseying
around this house, getting in our business -

PATRICE
Talking to our people -

PETER
You tryin’ to get in on the drugs?

PATRICE
Or are you trying to turn us in?

PETER
(mocking Kennedy)
‘I don’t know’ bullshit, tell us what you know about our
people being killed.

KENNEDY
I swear, I have no idea.

Peter slams his hand down on the table, it cracks where his
fist landed. Kennedy looks from the table to her dad. Her
eye twitches again.

PATRICE
(yelling)
Tell me, huh. Where were you when they died?

PETER
(yelling)
Stealing our drugs? Ratting us out to the cops?

(CONTINUED)
 PATRICE
(yelling)
Tryin’ to take the drugs from them?

KENNEDY
(choking on tears)
I was taking care of your son!

Patrice and Peter stare at Kennedy. They look back at each

other and begin to laugh.

PETER
Are you trying to talk bad about my parenting skills?

KENNEDY
I take care of myself and your son because you two are
deadbeat parents. I don’t know who killed your druggies, I
don’t know why they killed them. I didn’t do anything and I
didn’t try to steal drugs from you.

Kennedy stands up out of her chair. Peter is taken aback

from her newfound bravery and steps back, a confused look
on his face.

KENNEDY
(cont’d)
I don’t have a drug problem and I’m not cracked out all the
time unlike you two. You may want to worry about yourselves
before you start worrying about me.

Kennedy begins to walk backwards toward her bedroom door.

She stops in her doorway and turns back to her parents.

KENNEDY
I’m not the one that has to worry about being next.

Kennedy quickly shuts her door just as she hears Peter’s

beer can splash against the outside of the door. Peter and
Patrice begin to talk to themselves and Kennedy leans her
back against her door. She locks the door handle and slides
the chair under the handle. She rests her hand on her
chest, the thumping of her heart is faintly heard. She
smiles to herself before turning to face the closet door.
She tries to think back to the nights each men were

(CONTINUED)
 murdered. Flashbacks show her point of view of Peter and
Patrice abusing her then cut to black. Kennedy comes to and
stares at herself in the mirror.

KENNEDY
(whispering)
I can’t remember…

Kennedy walks to the closet and opens the door, the white
bag is still sitting on the floor. She quickly rips it open
and stares in shock.

KENNEDY
(whispering)
No…
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8. EXT. OUTSIDE OF KENNEDY’S BEDROOM DUSK

Kennedy sits on the grass outside her bedroom window

picking at dead grass underneath her feet. She is wrapped
in a blanket and a hat too small for her head. She shudders
and pulls the blanket tighter, looking up just as Will runs
toward her. He is smiling and giggling.

WILL
You will never guess what happened at the game!

KENNEDY
Your team won?

WILL
How’d you know!

KENNEDY
Something about that smile and the pizza sauce stain on
your chin told me so.

WILL
(fast, excited)
It was so awesome, we were all tied up and I was really
worried, you know? Then Ronny Pieper hit this homerun and
the ball went all the way into the field and we won!

(CONTINUED)
Kennedy stands up and slides the window open for Will to
slide in, she follows. Will continues to talk while inside
the room. Kennedy shuts the window and flops down onto her
bed, Will takes off his jacket.

WILL
The pizza was the best thing I’ve ever had. Funnest day of
my life.

KENNEDY
Most fun day of your life.

WILL
(ignoring her)
Yeah, yeah.

There is an awkward pause as Kennedy watches Will gather

his pajamas.

KENNEDY
Can I ask you something?

WILL
What? Oh yeah, sure.

KENNEDY
(hesitant)
Um…Do you remember the nights all those men were over here?
The ones that always fell asleep at the table?

Will pauses and stares at his sister. He scrunches his face

in confusion.

WILL
The bad guys?

KENNEDY
The bad guys.

WILL
I think so. What about ‘em?

KENNEDY
A few nights ago they got…

(CONTINUED)
Will stares at Kennedy. She tries to figure out the right
words so she doesn’t scare her brother.

KENNEDY
They got hurt. Hurt pretty bad.

WILL
They probably will be alright. You always tell me a Band-
Aid and a kiss will do the trick.

Kennedy half-smiles and sighs.

KENNEDY
Do you remember where I was?

WILL
Where you were? Sleeping right next to me I guess.

KENNEDY
Are you sure?

WILL
Almost positive. You tucked me in then I fell asleep. You
always sleep when I do.

Kennedy looks away and plays with the ruffles on the

blanket. She takes a breath then looks back to Will.

KENNEDY
You’re right. I was just making sure you were actually
asleep and not faking it on me.

Will laughs and gathers the rest of his shower stuff.

Kennedy bounces off her bed and opens the door. After the
hallway and kitchen are cleared Will walks to the bathroom.

Kennedy moves back to her bed and lays on her stomach. She
carefully pulls a notebook out from under her pillow. The
front and sides of the pages are crinkled and frayed, as if
something wet had been spilt on it. Kennedy looks over her
should at the door then back at the notebook. She takes a
sharp breath and flips over the first page. MEDIUM SHOT
shows Kennedy’s face as she flips through the notebook. Her
eyebrows crinkle with fear, her eyes widen when she flips

(CONTINUED)
 the pages. Kennedy stops and closes her eyes, her breathing
rapid.

MEDIUM SHOT as the camera moves from the bed and front side
of the notebook to around Kennedy’s shoulder revealing
small Polaroid photos taped to the insides of the pages. A
big thick letter written in black ink sits at the top of
the page. ‘A’ for Alex Montgomery, ‘B’ for Benjamin Clydes,
and ‘C’ for Carl DeVins. Each of the Polaroid photos has
times written on the bottom, most reading a time past
midnight. Photos of the murder weapons laying in maroon
colored puddles, body parts stretched in angles they
shouldn’t, and close up photos of eyes filled with fear and
mouths open as if yelling in pain.

Kennedy opens her eyes again to look at the notebook. She

traces the letter D with her finger. She clicks her tongue
as she flips to the next few pages. POINT OF VIEW shot as
the pages are turned revealing the letters of the alphabet.
The pages quickly go from black ink at the top to blank
pages. MEDIUM SHOT shows Kennedy laying on her bed and
flipping back a few pages. She stops flipping and blankly
stares at the notebook. CLOSE UP shows Kennedy’s face
before PANNING DOWN to see the last letter written is the
letter ‘P’.

KENNEDY
Looks like I’ve got some letters to get through.

FADE TO:
9. INT. TIMBER POLICE STATION NIGHT

WIDE SHOT of Officer Daniels sitting at his desk, papers

spread throughout the office. His face is lit up by a
single lamp on his desk. He sighs and rubs his eyes as he
leans back in his chair. An OVER THE SHOULDER shot shows
the clock on his desk reading 1:33AM next to open manila
folders. Mugshots of men stare back at the camera next to a
red stamp mark that reads “Murdered”.

A knock at the door startles Officer Daniels and he leans

forward.

(CONTINUED)
 OFFICER DANIELS
Come in.

The door opens and a skinny, young cop walks in the door.
He gives Officer Daniels a shy wave and closes the door.

OFFICER SCOTT
Hey Daniels, I got some information you might want.

Officer Daniels takes a sip of his coffee and chuckles.

OFFICER DANIELS
If it has to deal with your ring of parking violations from
the Blind Society BINGO nights –

He stares at Officer Scott from the brim of his mug.

OFFCIER DANIELS
I don’t want it.

Officer Scott rubs his hand through his hair and awkwardly
chuckles.

OFFICER SCOTT
I mean, yeah, it does kinda deal with the Blind Society
but-

Officer Daniels cuts him off by slamming his mug down and
staring at Officer Scott. He shakes his head and stands up,
leaning his knuckles on the folders and scrunching the
mugshots.

OFFICER DANIELS
Listen, kid. You’re a new rookie cop who was given some
shit patrol of some old geezers who don’t know how to read
a fucking no parking sign outside of a BINGO place. Do you
really think this is the kind of shit I need to be hearing
right now?

OFFICER SCOTT
(shyly)
Well no but-

(CONTINUED)
 OFFICER DANIELS
No. That’s right. So, unless you have information on why
all these crackheads have been dying in the past three
months…I suggest you leave my office, get back in the squad
car and go sit in the parking lot and wait for your next
ticket victim to arrive.

The two officers stare at each other until Officer Scott

slowly starts to back away. As Officer Scott reaches for
the door handle he turns back around to face Officer
Daniels.

OFFICER SCOTT
Is your walkie on by any chance?

OFFICER DANIELS
(cocky)
Do you think I would be sitting here without it?

OFFICER SCOTT
Oh, I was just asking because if it was really on then
you’d know that I came in here to tell you we found another
body.

Officer Daniels looks stunned. He reaches down to his desk

drawer and turns on the walkie-talkie. Immediately voices
start blaring over the speaker.

OFFICER SCOTT
(grinning)
I just thought you should know we’re up to the G. Gordon
Hampton, dead in the alley way -

Officer Scott laughs and slides his cap back on.

OFFICER SCOTT
Behind the Blind Society.

Officer Scott turns and walks out the door. Officer Daniels
slams his fists down on his desk and shoves the files to
the floor. He grabs his jacket and heads out the door.

OFFICER DANIELS
What the fuck is going on?

(CONTINUED)
 CUT TO:

10. EXT. ALLEYWAY BEHIND THE BLIND SOCIETY NIGHT

Officer Daniels pulls up to the Alleyway behind the blind

society. Leaving his car running, he jumps out and quickly
walks over to the police tape. He nudges another officer on
the shoulder and nods to the body under the tarp.

OFFICER KLEIN
Gordon Hampton. Slit throat. Not much else we can tell now.

Officer Daniels walks over to the body and lifts up the

side of the tarp. He turns his head and gags before
dropping the tarp to the ground. A laugh can be heard from
the behind him.

OFFICER WALLACE
Still not used to the sight of blood, huh?

Officer Wallace walks toward Daniels and pats his back.

Daniels pulls him back a few steps and starts to talk but
is at a loss for words.

OFFICER DANIELS
This is driving me crazy, Wallace.

OFFICER WALLACE
Short drive

OFFICER DANIELS
(sarcastically)
Hey thanks.
(a beat)
Things just aren’t adding up.

OFFICER WALLACE
What do you mean?

OFFICER DANIELS
I’m just saying, all we know is that these guys getting’
killed are drug addicts but I’ve been looking over the
files for days on end and I can’t see any connection other
than drugs.

(CONTINUED)
 OFFICER WALLACE
Have you looked into who they got their drugs from?

OFFICER DANIELS
(sarcastically)
No, I haven’t but that’s a great idea!

OFFICER WALLACE
I’m just trying to help.

Officer Daniels bites his lip and looks away, hesitant to

talk further.

OFFICER DANIELS
I know of a drug ring they’ve been involved in but I can’t
image the ‘leaders’ of that ring would be killing on their
dealers.

OFFICER WALLACE
Go talk to the family. Maybe shake ‘em up a little.

OFFICER DANIELS
And what? Scare them with my words?

Officer Wallace walks toward his car and comes back with a
hazardous bag with a label on it. He hands it to Officer
Daniels who takes it and stares.

OFFICER WALLACE
Some of the only evidence we’ve gotten so far.

Officer Daniels opens the bag and looks inside. His face
goes white.

OFFICER WALLACE
We found it near the dumpster after Ethan Thompson’s
murder. The lab has been running prints on it but we’ve
been carrying it around in case we find something like it.

Officer Daniels looks up from the bag to Officer Wallace.

He clears his throat and tries to pull himself back
together.

(CONTINUED)
 OFFICER DANIELS
Thanks.

Officer Wallace pats him on the shoulder has they part

ways. Daniels gets back in his car and stares as the crime
scene ahead of him. A light rain starts to fall onto his
windshield as he stares ahead.

CUT TO:

11. EXT. TAYLOR HOUSE DAY

Kennedy and Will are walking down the street back to their
house. Will dribbles a basketball while Kennedy kicks a
rock. They are chattering. As they get closer to their
house they see a squad car pull into their driveway.
Kennedy and Will slow down then come to a complete stop a
few feet away from their house. The car runs for a minute
before being turned off. CLOSE UP shows Will grab Kennedy’s
hand. The door opens and out steps Officer Daniels. He
stands up and slaps the top of the car.

OFFICER DANIELS
Hey guys.

Will let’s go of Kennedy’s hand and dribbles the ball over

to Officer Daniels. Kennedy walks slowly behind.

OFFICER DANIELS
Where are you two coming from?

WILL
The courts down on Plymouth.

OFFICER DANIELS
Plymouth? Aren’t the Rose Courts closer?

KENNEDY
They’re the only ones who have the fountains turned back
on.

Officer Daniels chuckles and nods his head.

(CONTINUED)
 OFFICER DANIELS
I used to play ball over their too. You don’t look like
much of a ball player, Will.

WILL
(snickers)
Yeah, I’ll grow up and be pretty damn tall.

KENNEDY
Will!

Will rolls his eyes and looks back at Kennedy who is now
standing right behind him.

WILL
Sorry. Darn tall.

There is a brief pause between the three of them before

Kennedy clears her throat.

KENNEDY
So, what do you need?

OFFICER DANIELS
Are your parents home?

Kennedy shrugs her shoulders.

WILL
We’ve been at the park all morning. Some people came over
last night and were pretty loud. I don’t think they left.

Officer Daniels and Kennedy look at each other before

Kennedy looks down at the ground.

OFFICER DANIELS
Uh, Will, could you go in and look and see if they’re here?

Will throws the ball toward Officer Daniels and disappears

around the side of the house. A WIDE SHOT shows Kennedy and
Officer Daniels standing in silence.

OFFICER DANIELS
How’ve you been Kennedy?

(CONTINUED)
CLOSE UP of Kennedy’s black shoe as she fidgets with a
rock.

KENNEDY
Fine.

OFFICER DANIELS
How’ve your parents been?

KENNEDY
Fine.

OFFICER DANIELS
How’ve they really been?

Kennedy looks up at Officer Daniels and hesitates before

looking back down. CLOSE UP of Kennedy’s other shoe as she
plays with the rock.

KENNEDY
More people have been coming over lately. Peter and Patrice
are really messed up. This whole Alphabet killer has them
shook up.

Officer Daniels opens his mouth to respond but is cut off

when the front door opens. Will stands next to the door and
waves for them to come forward. CAMERA TRACKS Kennedy and
Officer Daniels as they bounce up the front steps. Will
holds a finger to his lips and points in the direction of
the living room.

WILL
(whispering)
Everyone is sleeping in the living room. Want me to go get
them?

Officer Daniels smiles and shakes his head.

OFFICER DANIELS
I got it.

CAMERA TRACKS Kennedy and Officer Daniels as they walk in

the house. The lights are all turned off, beams of sunlight
shine through the hall window showing particles of dust

(CONTINUED)
flying around. MEDIUM SHOT shows Officer Daniels disappear
down the hall. Will sits at the table. Kennedy grabs him a
juice and a granola bar from the fridge and joins him.
Officer Daniels voice grumbles from the living room
followed by a loud thud of someone jumping from the couch.
More people start yelling. Kennedy and Will glance at each
other then back to the hallway as three men run out the
door.

PETER
What the fuck?

Two more men and a woman run out the door as Peter follows
after them before stopping in the doorframe. He slowly
turns back to face Kennedy and Will. He has a scruffy face,
bloodshot eyes and dark circles under his eyes. His hair is
standing in every direction. He has on a white tank top
covered in stains and small holes. His jeans are ripped
around the knees and he has on one yellow and brown stained
sock.

PETER
You let him in?

Kennedy and Will are frozen in shock as they have never

seen Peter looking so rough.

PETER
YOU…LET…HIM…IN?

Will scoots his chair close to Kennedy and looks down at

the ground. Kennedy sits in fear and keeps staring at
Peter. Officer Daniels walks in, holding Patrice by the
shirt collar. Patrice is looking just as bad as Peter. Her
curly hair is now matted to one side of her face. She wears
a men’s extra-large collared shirt and no pants. Her makeup
is smudged.

OFFICER DANIELS
Relax, I let myself in.

Officer Daniels let’s go of Patrice’s shirt and she

stumbles toward Peter.

(CONTINUED)
 PETER
What do you want?

OFFICER DANIELS
I came to do a welfare check on my niece and nephew.
Considering I found them both wandering the street and only
Will wearing a coat, I figured you two didn’t know where
your kids were?

Kennedy and Will glance at each other with wide eyes. Peter
and Patrice do the same.

PETER
They always are out doing their own thing.

PATRICE
I know where my kids are most of the time. Who do you think
you are coming to my house and checking on my kids?

Officer Daniels cracks his neck and sighs.

OFFICER DANIELS
I need you two to tell me what you know about all your
dealers getting sliced up?

Peter and Patrice stare at Officer Daniels. Patrice’s eyes

are half shut.

PATRICE
(slurring)
I don’t have to tell you shit.

Peter holds up his hands.

PETER
Shut up.

He looks at Officer Daniels.

PETER
What do you mean sliced up?

(CONTINUED)
 OFFICER DANIELS
We finally have all the reports. Each man was killed the
same. First strangled then their throats slit. Some were
tortured a little before but they all kicked the can the
same.

Peter scrunches his face in disgust. Patrice groans.

OFFICER DANIELS
So, again, I’m gonna ask. What do you two know?

Patrice slumps over the kitchen counter, knocking down a

pile of garbage. Officer Daniels rubs his temples in
frustration.

OFFICER DANIELS
Listen, I’ll give you two three hours to sober up. I’m
coming back and I want you to answer my damn question.

Peter nods and picks up Patrice. He pulls her down the hall
into their bedroom and slams the door shut. The CAMERA
WHIPS from the hall to Kennedy and Will at the table. Both
are sitting staring at Officer Daniels.

OFFICER DANIELS
Will, you’ve got some food on your face. Why don’t you go
clean up before your parent’s–

KENNEDY
Peter and Patrice.

OFFICER DANIELS
Peter and Patrice need to use the bathroom?

Will slides out of his chair and walks into the bathroom.
Kennedy stands up and begins to walk to the front door with
Officer Daniels.

OFFICER DANIELS
Sorry if I got you in trouble, kid.

KENNEDY
Just another night alone in the bedroom. It’s better that
way.

(CONTINUED)
Officer Daniels stops in the door frame and looks down at
Kennedy’s shoes.

OFFICER DANIELS
Why do you have to different colored laces?

Kennedy scrunches her eyebrows and looks down.

KENNEDY
Huh…guess I didn’t even realize it. Will probably stole the
other one for a project or something.

Officer Daniels half-smiles at Kennedy and walks down the

front steps. CAMERA TRACKS Officer Daniels as he gets back
into his car. He turns the keys and sits in the driveway
biting his lip for a second. He looks over to his glove
box, opens it, and pulls out the hazard bag that was given
to him. He stares at his for a second and rubs his chin
before popping the bag open. He reaches his hand in and
pulls out a black shoe lace.

CUT TO:

12. EXT. OUTSIDE THE TAYLOR HOUSE NIGHT

CLOSE UP of a pair of shoes walking down the sidewalk. The

left shoe has blue laces, the right shoe has a black lace.
CAMERA TRACKS the shoes as they turns from the window into
the grass then through the window. CLOSE UP from under the
bed shows the shoes walking from the window to the closet.
The feet slide out from the shoes. A white bag is dropped
next to the feet and is quickly shoved into the closet. The
feet walk from the closet to the side of the bed and
clothes drop onto the floor.

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP shot of the drain in the shower. A puddle of clear

water sits near the drain. A small trail of red liquid runs
and mixes in with the pool of water.

CUT TO:

(CONTINUED)
13. INT. LIVING ROOM OF THE TAYLOR HOUSE DAY

Kennedy sits on an old raggedy couch, there are rips with

stuffing coming out. Blue and white flashes of light play
on Kennedy’s face as she stares ahead. CAMERA turns to show
the TV playing. A news anchor sits at her desk, Kennedy
turns the volume up.

ANCHOR
There’s been an update on the Alphabet Killer. Reporter
Hagan Anders has the story. Hagan?

The shot cuts to reveal a reporter standing in front of the

Timbers Police Station.

HAGAN
Police have now reported that the killer has struck again
and they are now up to the letter H.

The reporter continues talking as a graphic plays on screen

of all the victims’ names. Alex Montgomery, Benjamin
Salmonson, Carl DeVins, David Cooper, Ethan Thompson,
Frankie Bolston, Gordon Hampton, and, most recently, Heath
Jergens.

Kennedy slowly takes a drink of her juice and then puts the
bottle down on the couch next to her. She leans forward and
stares at the reporter.

REPORTER
Police are holding a press conference tonight to give
advice to those in the city worried about this serial
killer. Tune in tonight at 6:30 to hear Chief McWilliams.

Kennedy pulls herself away from the TV. The CAMERA TRACKS
Kennedy as she walks into the kitchen. She reaches her door
handle Peter walks in through the front door. Kennedy tries
to sneak into her room but Peter calls for her to come into
the kitchen.

PETER
You know, I never did thank you for inviting Officer
Daniels over the other day.

(CONTINUED)
 KENNEDY
I’m sorry…he was just outside and came in.

PETER
(chuckling)
I thought we were clear.

Kennedy stands quietly and stares at Peter. He walks closer

to her with every word.

PETER
Always wake me up when there’s someone at the door.

KENNEDY
But –

PETER
ESPECIALLY if they are a cop!

KENNEDY
He just –

PETER
(yelling)
Do you understand me?

KENNEDY
I’m just saying –

Peter pins Kennedy against her bedroom door.

PETER
(through gritted teeth)
Do you understand me?

Kennedy tries to squeeze her way out of Peter’s arms but he

tightens his grip.

PETER
I’m just trying to keep you safe.

Kennedy looks up at Peter. CLOSE UP shows his eyes are

clear and white, the bags under his eyes are still purple.

(CONTINUED)
His lips aren’t as chapped and his hair is slightly combed
over.

KENNEDY
(astonished)
You haven’t…you’re not high?

Peter lets go of Kennedy and takes a step back. He fixes

his shirt and hair.

PETER
It’s been a week. Longest I’ve gone. I can’t do this much
longer. I’m only doing it to save you, Will, and your mom
from whoever keeps killing us off.

KENNEDY
Don’t try to care about me and Will now.

PETER
Don’t even start with me.

Peter stands rubbing his eyes. Kennedy grabs the door

handle ready to walk into her room.

KENNEDY
You haven’t cared about me for the past thirteen years so
don’t even start now. I don’t want to hear you try to
become a father figure now I –

Peter screams and slams down on Kennedy. Her body faces

Peter but her arm remains twisted the other way. She
whimpers in pain.

PETER
I said don’t start with me.
CUT TO:

14. INT. KITCHEN OF THE TAYLOR HOUSE DAY

WIDE SHOT as Kennedy walks into the frame. A CLOSE UP shows

Kennedy wrapping ice cubes in a towel and pressing it to
her wrist. She winces in pain and lifts the towel again to

(CONTINUED)
get a good look at her arm. CLOSE UP shows her swollen
wrist as she pushes the towel back onto her arm. Kennedy
walks back to her bedroom and shuts the door just as Will
climbs in through the window. He keeps his head lowered,
trying not to look at Kennedy.

KENNEDY
Will?

Will continues to ignore her.

KENNEDY
Will, look at me.

Will stops moving and slowly turns around to face Kennedy.

She stares at him as he raises his head. Dried blood covers
his upper lip, his nose and the skin under his eyes are
blue and dark purple. Kennedy gasps and rushes to Will and
starts to grab his face. He pushes her away.

WILL
(angry)
I’m fine, leave me alone!

KENNEDY
Will, what happened to you?

Will ignores Kennedy and grabs an old towel from his bed
and begins to wipe his nose. He winces in pain as he cleans
his face. Kennedy walks over and tries to help him by
taking the towel from him. They argue and pull over the
towel.

KENNEDY
Will, c’mon! I’m trying to help you!

WILL
Leave me alone!

KENNEDY
Will! Stop it!

(CONTINUED)
 WILL
(yelling)
GET! OFF!

Kennedy drops the towel when Will yells and stares at him.

KENNEDY
(annoyed)
What’s your problem?

WILL
You! You are the problem! You are constantly babying me and
trying to do everything for me! Yeah, maybe I did need it
before, but I don’t want you to help me anymore.

Kennedy stands still and stares at Will, hurt.

WILL
(yelling)
You used to be there for me. I had someone to protect me
from this shithole of a family but lately you’ve left me to
defend myself when I didn’t know what to do!

Will stares at Kennedy. She doesn’t know what to say.

WILL
(yelling)
For the past how many days I’ve gotten my ass kicked by
those two out there and where have you been?

Will’s nose begins to bleed, he wipes it on his shirt sleeve.

Kennedy steps closer. Will raises his hand to stop her.

KENNEDY
Will, I -

WILL
Just leave me alone. I gotta learn how to figure this out
on my own. Go do whatever it is you were doing. I don’t
need you.

Will walks past Kennedy bumping her shoulder along the way.
She stares at where Will walked out, her eyes dart from the
doorway to the drops of blood on the floor. She mutters to

(CONTINUED)
herself before kicking stuff around the room in anger. She
scrunches her face, confused, and swings open her door and
walks to the bathroom before banging on the door until Will
opens up.

WILL
What?

KENNEDY
Will I don’t know what you’re talking about? I have always
been there for you!

WILL
Funny because you haven’t been home in a week.

KENNEDY
(confused)
What?

WILL
Don’t ask me. You are gone every night and when you come
home it’s the afternoon. You sleep for a few hours then
leave.

Kennedy gasps and stares at her brother.

WILL
I’ve had to deal with those two because you haven’t been
here.

Kennedy looks shocked before backing up and looking at the

calendar on the fridge. It now reads the first week of
March.

KENNEDY
What is going on?

Will stares, confused, at his sister. His nose begins to

bleed again and he shuts the bathroom door. Kennedy runs
into her room and throws open her closet. She starts to
push stuff out of the way until she reaches the white bag
hidden in the corner. She grabs a flashlight, slides inside
the closet door, and shuts the door. Kennedy starts to
breathe rapidly and holds her head between her knees until

(CONTINUED)
she calms down. She flicks on the flashlight and opens the
bag. The same supplies are in there including the notebook.
MEDIUM SHOT as Kennedy opens the book and flips the pages.
She gasps in horror and drops the book on the floor as she
leans back and cries.

MEDIUM SHOT shows the book lying on the floor. It is open

to Heath Jergen’s murder.

KENNEDY
(sobbing)
This isn’t happening.

CUT TO BLACK
CUT TO:

15. EXT. TIMBER POLICE STATION NIGHT

Officer Daniels sits at his desk, leaning back in his

chair. He is chewing on the cap of a pen. His office is
quiet except for the low grumble of a thunderstorm outside
his window. He pulls out the files of the first few
victims. Leaning forward he writes down the time they were
found then the time of their predicted death.

CUT TO:
16. EXT. OUTSKIRTS OF THE CITY NIGHT

The rain is coming down heavy making it harder to see. A

few street lights shine on the gravel road below. A scream
is heard from the distance.

CUT TO:
Officer Daniels circles the locations of all of the
victims. He spits the cap of the men out of his mouth and
begins to write faster.
CUT TO:

EXTREME CLOSE UP of raindrops splashing into a puddle.

CUT TO:
Officer Daniels stares down at the notebook paper in his
hand. He jumps from his desk and to a whiteboard on his
wall. WIDE SHOT shows him writing quickly.

(CONTINUED)
 CUT TO:

CLOSE UP of the trees being lit up by a strike of

lightening. Another loud thud can be heard in the
background.

CUT TO:
Officer Daniels faces the camera and stares.

OFFICER DANIELS
It all makes sense.

He drops his marker then moves back to his desk to grab his
jacket before running out the door. CAMERA PANS over from
the door to the whiteboard.

CUT TO:
A crack of lightening lights up two hands being tied
together.

CUT TO:
CAMERA SLOWLY MOVES IN toward the board to show what
Officer Daniels has written.

CUT TO:
Officer Daniels is in his car driving quickly. He continues
to check his watch. He picks up his walkie-talkie and
begins to talk to dispatch.

OFFICER DANIELS
I’m gonna need back up. I figured out when the next
alphabet killing is going to happen.

CUT TO:
The board reads the names of all the victims, time of
death, and location they were found. A VOICE OVER of
Officer Daniels explains. CAMERA still ZOOMS IN to white
board.

OFFICER DANIELS
Each of the men who were murdered had their names in the
order of the alphabet, which everyone easily figured out.
Their times of death were all between 12:30AM and 1:15AM
with the bodies being found hours later. The thing that

(CONTINUED)
 connects these murders is their location. The letter of
their first name corresponds with the last letters of the
alphabet.

OFFICER OVER WALKIE-TALKIE

Daniels, what are you talking about?

OFFICER DANIELS
Alex Montgomery, found behind Zimmerman’s Grocery on
Zimmerman Way. Benjamin Clydes, Youth Street. Carl DeVins,
Xander St. A equals Z, B equals Y and it keeps going.

OFFICER OVER WALKIE-TALKIE

Oh shit.

CUT TO:

Officer Daniels in his squad car, speeding. The rain is

falling down harder.

OFFICER DANIELS
I don’t know who it is yet but I know where they are.

CUT TO BLACK:

A women’s scream is heard followed by a gurgling sound.

WOMAN
(begging)
Stop! Please!

The sound of a knife hitting skin is heard.

CUT TO:

CLOSE UP shows Officer Daniels wiping the sweat off his

upper lip. He stops the car and takes a deep breath. WIDE
SHOT shows his car pulled off to the side of an abandoned
road. The rain is coming down heavy. Officer Daniels gets
out of his car and checks his watch. CLOSE UP of the watch
reads 12:35AM.

(CONTINUED)
CAMERA TRACKS as he jogs forward and past a street lamp.
CAMERA STOPS and pauses on a crossroad, street sign reading
“ROCK” and “QUEBEC”.

CUT TO:

WIDE SHOT of Officer Daniels stopping as he nears an empty

gas station. He carefully walks through the parking lot,
avoiding the single street lamp that is on. A large crack
of thunder booms through the sky just as a scream starts.
He reaches for his gun and run to the side of the gas
station, leaning against the side. He catches his breath
and listens for any more noise.

WOMAN
Please! I swear! I didn’t do anyth-

The woman is cut off and starts to gasp for air. The sound
of fighting can be heard. Officer Daniels pulls his gun out
of his holster, takes a breath then turns the corner toward
the woman.

CUT TO:
A BIRDS EYE VIEW shows Officer Daniels standing with his
gun pointed out, toward the back of a person’s body. There
is a woman in front of them, kicking and fighting back.
Another body lay on the ground to the side, a puddle of
blood underneath them. Flashes of lightening light up the
scene. MEDIUM SHOT of Officer Daniels as he starts yelling.

OFFICER DANIELS
Let go of the girl and drop your weapons!

Officer Daniels begins to walk closer to the figure.

OFFICER DANIELS
I said let go of the girl!

The woman in front of the figure goes limp. The figure

drops the body. A flash of lightening shows the figure is
small and wearing a black hooded jacket. Officer Daniels
reaches to his jacket and speaks into the walkie-talkie.

(CONTINUED)
 OFFICER DANIELS
I’m gonna need back up. Gas station at Rock and Quebec.

The figure slow starts to turn, their head facing down to

the ground. Thunder booms in the distance. Officer Daniels
still holds the gun pointed to the figure.

OFFICER DANIELS
Drop your weapons!

Officer Daniels begins to walk toward the figure. The rain

is beginning to lighten up.

OFFICER DANIELS
I know who you are. You’ve made quite the name for
yourself. The first serial killer to ever come across this
area.

Officer Daniels continues to walk toward the figure. The

figure slowly raises their head, their face shaded black.

OFFICER DANIELS
I’ve looked out for you. I came to your house. I didn’t
want to believe it was you but when I got that shoe lace I
had a suspicion.

The figure stands quietly. Thunder growls in the

background.

OFFICER DANIELS
I put the pieces together. A to Z, B to Y. I’ll admit it
was clever.
(a beat)
I just cant believe it was you, Ken-

The figure removes their hood as a crack of lightening

blows through. The light reveals a short head of brown
hair.

OFFICER DANIELS
(astonished)
Will.

(CONTINUED)
Officer Daniels lowers his gun, shocked by what he is
seeing. Will walks toward him.

OFFICER DANIELS
(stuttering)
How…could…you

WILL
Surprised?

Will walks closer and Officer Daniels steps back and raises
his gun once more.

OFFICER DANIELS
But all the signs where there for it to be Kennedy.

WILL
(grinning)
Like what?

Officer Daniels is at a loss for words. He glances over at

the woman’s body lying next to the man in a puddle of
blood.

WILL
Let’s start from the beginning.

A crack of thunder.

WILL
Peter and Patrice continued to beat Kennedy and I up. Like
any normal person would feel, I was fed up. Why should a
thirteen year old have to be taking care of a nine year
old?

Will begins to move around Officer Daniels in a circle.

Officer Daniels continues to hold up the gun.

WILL
I figured, if I saw my parents get high and do all this
stupid stuff and not get hurt by it then if I was high and
they beat me around I wouldn’t feel it. I didn’t actually
mean to kill Alex, that one…that was an accident. I
remember he was at the house one night so I knew he’d have

(CONTINUED)
 something on him. I followed him to the alley way behind
Zimmerman’s. He didn’t want anything to do with me.
Fitting, right? I didn’t mean to but I got so angry and I
pulled the knife on him.

Officer Daniels stares in shock as Will still circles him.

WILL
It was a happy accident that Benjamin came next. Then Carl,
then someone at the baseball courts mentioned an alphabet
killer. I guess it all went downhill from there…or uphill
depending on which way you look at it.

OFFICER DANIELS
Why not just steal from your parents?

WILL
And get beat even more? It’s honestly easier to hurt people
when their high and moving slow than to try and steal.

OFFICER DANIELS
What about your sister?

WILL
I switched our laces so people wouldn’t start to guess. You
know, maybe it was just a fashion trend. She’s the one that
actually started to ruin it.

Officer Daniels stares at Will with a confused face. The

rain starts to pick up a little more.

WILL
She found the bag of stuff I’d been using. The camera, my
book, the tarps. She was easily convinced it was hers. She
started to realize that she couldn’t remember where she was
certain nights and whatnot. I guess she doesn’t know that I
wanted to see what drugs would do to someone so little. I
would drug her juice and she’d be out.

Sirens sound in the distance. Another crack of lightening.

WILL
I just played along with it all. She thought she’d be out
all night and that she blacked out. Just weird she never

(CONTINUED)
 caught on that I always had basketball or baseball going
on. She never really knew where I was. I will tell you
though

A flash of lightening. Will’s face lights up, his face is

still beaten and bruised.

WILL
That Heath Jergen’s can put up one hell of fight. I easily
passed the battle wounds off as a night with Peter and
Patrice.

A boom of thunder. Will’s tone changes to quiet and sad.

WILL
I just wanted all of the abuse to end. I thought I could
scare everyone enough to make it all stop.

OFFICER DANIELS
Will, you’re in a lot of trouble.

Officer Daniels lowers the gun. Will starts to cry.

WILL
I’m sorry. I don’t know what happened. I just wanted a good
life.

The sirens start to get closer. Officer Daniels starts to

walk toward Will. The rain is getting heavier. As Will
starts crying more and reaching to Officer Daniels for a
hug a loud crack of thunder moves through the air. Officer
Daniels looks down and see’s red blood splattering his
hands. He pushes will forward and sees a bullet hole in
Will’s back. He looks up toward where the two bodies where.
The woman is sitting up with a gun in her hand, she has two
purple marks around her neck and is still gasping for air.

Officer Daniels yells out and looks down to face Will who
is looking up with sorrow-filled eyes.

WILL
(gasping)
I…just…wanted a good…life…

(CONTINUED)
Officer Daniels yells out as other police officers run to
the back of the gas station. CLOSE UP shot shows Officer
Daniels hands on Will’s back but focusing on his watch. It
reads 1:15AM. BIRDS EYE view shows the officers running
around, the lights from the squad cars turning the scene
red and blue. There is a flash of lightening and a crack of
thunder.

CUT TO BLACK

(CONTINUED)