TIL DEATH DUE US PART

An Original Screenplay

by Robbie Young
BLACK.

DAVID (V.O.)
Can I tell you something, Harper?

HARPER (V.O.)
Hmmm?

DAVID (V.O.)
I am...so fucking glad I met you.

HARPER (V.O.)
(chuckles)
You know what...I do believe I can
definitely say the same.

FADE IN:

INT./EXT. DAVID'S PICK-UP TRUCK - LATE AT NIGHT

DAVID ANDERSON (17), an unconventionally good-looking, but

skinny-as-a-twig, burnout skater kid, is laying in the bed of
his Pick-up Truck, snuggling up close to his girlfriend...

HARPER LANG (17), a sweet-looking girl with this strange,

almost undetectable edge about her. Like she might be hiding
something behind her seemingly innocent appearance. (She is).

They’re laying close to each other, wrapped in blankets to

shield them from cold night air, stargazing at the sky above.

We remain CLOSE on them for the most of this.

We’ve caught them during a quiet, intimate conversation:

DAVID
No, like, I’ve never met someone
like you before. I’ve never even
dated another girl before you.

HARPER
(a little taken aback, but
charmed)
That’s very flattering. Well, I
guess I’m lucky I found a guy like
you.
(slight pause, then)
You’re my first too.

DAVID
What? No. C’mon, you’ve had to have
other boyfriends.
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HARPER
(thinks about it, then)
Nope. You’re the first.

DAVID
What about Wes? Or Thomas? Or that
one guy from the swim team --

HARPER
Bobby?

DAVID
Yes, Bobby! What about them -- I
distinctly remember seeing you hang
out them a bunch. What happened?

HARPER
Well just because I hung out with
them doesn’t mean I dated
them...and most of them moved away.

DAVID
Really?

HARPER
Yeah...guess they couldn’t stick
around, ya know? I’m too cool.

DAVID
Ok...

There’s a small silence. Then:

DAVID (CONT'D)
(realization)
Wait. Did you kill them?

HARPER
...You want me to be honest?

DAVID
Well, yeah. How do I know you won’t
kill me too?

HARPER
David, I’m not gonna kill you.
You’re different from those guys.
You’re sweet. You’re loveable.
You’re the best boyfriend I could
ever ask for, ok?

David sits with this for a moment. Harper notices something.

 3.

HARPER (CONT'D)
Wait...waitwaitwait -- Is that a
hint of jealousy I detect, David??

DAVID
(super defensive)
What?? No --

HARPER
Ohmygod, you are --

DAVID
No, I’m not, Harper. I am not. Ok?
I’m furthest thing from jealous...
(then)
I’m like the anti-Nick Jonas.
Harper laughs a bit. Her laugh is cute. David can’t stay mad.

DAVID (CONT'D)
Ok, fine...maybe I’m a little
Jealous...
(hard sell)
But hey, I don’t mean to be hellish
about it.

HARPER
(genuinely confused)
What?

DAVID
Oh, it’s uh -- You know what, never
mind -- Dumb joke.

Harper smiles, losing herself in David’s eyes for a moment.

HARPER
David...

DAVID
What?
HARPER
...I love you so fucking much.

David smiles. And then they KISS. Which leads to MAKING OUT.

But as they do that, Harper puts her arm up to pull David

closer, we reveal that Harper has been holding a KNIFE in her
hand this whole time.

But she doesn’t use it on David. And David doesn’t seem to

mind it’s presence.
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Sooner or later, something bumps into David from his backside

and he turns around to look at something. Harper looks up.

HARPER (CONT'D)
What is it?

DAVID
John is poking at my side again.

HARPER
Well just push him over.

DAVID
I can’t. There’s no more room.

Harper sighs. The mood is ruined.

HARPER
Well...I’d say that sooner or
later, we’re just gonna have to
move him.

DAVID
So...what?

HARPER
Could you do it?

DAVID
You want me to do it?

HARPER
Would you?

DAVID
I mean, yeah...but...he’s heavy...

HARPER
(puppy dog eyes)
Please?
DAVID
(sighs, relenting)
Fine. But if we’re ever doing this
again, you’re doing it, ok?

HARPER
Promise.

At this point, we have WIDENED TO REVEAL that, laying next to

David, tied up tight with rope and gagged with a shirt, is
JOHN PETERSON, an athletic and super handsome 18 year old.

He’s been there the whole time, WIDE AWAKE, listening.

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What the fuck kind of couple is this??

David sits up and hops out the bed of his truck while Harper
takes his side of the blankets. David comes around and tries
to heave John’s out of the truck. He struggles, but manages
to do it, proceeding to drag John off towards a forest.

HARPER (CONT'D)
(holding up her phone)
Hey! I’ll meet you out there and
kill him with you in a second, I’m
getting a call from Grandma.

DAVID
(out of breath)
Ok! No problem.
We now realize that David’s Truck is parked in an old,
deserted PARKING LOT on the outskirts of town. Thick forest
surround the entire area. It’s the perfect place to hide a
body.

John wiggles a bit, but it’s not like can do much of

anything. He let’s a few muffled pleas for help. None comes.

David is just about to reach the treeline, when he SLIPS on

the wet ground, falling painfully straight onto his butt.

Harper pops her head up.

HARPER
You good?

DAVID
(wind knocked out of him)
Yeah, I’m fine! Just gimme a sec...

TITLE CARD:
TIL DEATH DUE US PART

EXT. FOREST - NIGHT

David is dragging John through the forest...

Occasionally, almost purposely, David drags John over some

stray roots, bumping the John’s head over and over again...

All the while, David talks to John...

DAVID
So John. I bet you never thought
you’d be here tonight.
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John hits his head again and groans through his gag.

DAVID (CONT'D)
Yeah...I bet you were with your
girlfriend, going to some party or
some shit.
(then)
Well guess what -- You’re not! You
should’ve known this was coming,
John, Karama tends to come around
and bite you in the ass from time
to time.
(John hits his head again)
Oh, does that hurt? You know what
else hurt? When you slammed my
fucking fingers with a locker door
every time you saw me. Well enjoy
this pain, John, cause when Harper
gets back here, and she gets her
hands on you -- Hitting your head
on a stupid tree root will be the
least of your concerns.

Another tree root. Another, louder groan.

DAVID (CONT'D)
CAN YOU PLEASE SHUT UP!? No one
cares, John, just shut the hell up.

They walk further. Deeper into the woods. It’s taking awhile.

DAVID (CONT'D)
(to himself)
Jesus, where is this place?

EXT. DESERTED PARKING LOT - MEANWHILE

Harper is standing near David’s Truck, iPhone to her ear:

HARPER
(into phone)
No, Grandma, the microwave is next
to the Fridge, not underneath it,
ok? No, I understand that it can
get confusing for you -- I know.
Look, I gotta go, alright? I’m
spending time with my boyfriend...
(then)
Wait, you did WHAT with the
Toaster??
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EXT. FOREST - AGAIN

David looks around, confused. John is just chilling on the

ground.

DAVID
Crap...

Through the gag, John let’s out a lite chuckle. David kicks
him.

DAVID (CONT'D)
I heard that, douchebag.

David takes a step forward. Looks around again.

Yep, he’s lost.

MOMENTS LATER

David is dragging John. But this time, David is huffing and

puffing, struggling to pull such a heavy dude.

Sooner or later, David has to take a break. He sits down and

leans John up against a tree trunk.

There’s a long beat. David and John make eye contact as David
catches his breath. Clearly, he’s not used to this much
physical work.

Seeing this, John smugly raises an eyebrow, like “Really,

dude?”

DAVID
...I can’t wait to stab you.

John shrugs, can’t blame him.

DAVID (CONT'D)
What?
John says something muffled by the gag.

DAVID (CONT'D)
What are you saying?
(then)
You know what...

David reaches over and yanks the gag out of John’s mouth.
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JOHN
(stretching his jaw)
Whoa! Auuuh! That feels much
better.
(then)
What I was saying was FUCK YOU, YOU
LITTLE FUCKING WEASEL!!!

David PUNCHES John in the face. HARD. It hurts like hell.

DAVID
(holding his hand)
Damn! God, that really, really
hurt! Why is your jaw so freaking
strong!?

JOHN
Jaw-Ball work out routine, twig
boy! Maybe you should try it!

DAVID
God, you’re an asshole...

JOHN
Says the guy who’s about to kill
me.

DAVID
I AM GOING TO KILL YOU!

JOHN
No you’re not. You’re psycho
girlfriend is gonna do it. I heard
you guys the whole time -- I knew
you were into some sick shit.

DAVID
Shut up, John!

JOHN
Make me!

David gets up and storms off.

DAVID (O.S.)
That’s it, I’m gonna go get a
stick!

JOHN
Why!?

DAVID (O.S.)
So I can sharpen it and stab you
with it -- That’s why!
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EXT. DESERTED PARKING LOT - SAME TIME

Harper hangs up her phone and begins rummaging through

David’s Truck bed, trying to find her knife in the clump of
blankets.

HARPER
Where the hell...Oh, there it is!

Harper produces the knife. Admires it, but then notices that
it’s slightly bent. She frowns.

HARPER (CONT'D)
Oh dang it...I must of sat on it.
(sighs, then)
Guess it’ll have to do...
Harper pockets the knife and heads off into the woods.

EXT. FOREST - AGAIN

David returns to John empty handed. John laughs.

JOHN
I thought you were gonna get a
stick?

DAVID
I did...I don’t have anything to
sharpen it with.

John laughs some more. David ignores him and sits down.

DAVID (CONT'D)
I don’t know why you’re laughing,
John, you’re going to die soon.

JOHN
Yeah right.
DAVID
Why are you so ignorant?

JOHN
I’m not ignorant, dumbass!

DAVID
You’re in denial. Denial that
you’re going to die. Cause you are.
You’re going to die. I’m gonna kill
you.
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JOHN
Jesus, I heard you the first
hundred times you said that -- Just
go ahead and it. I mean, why
haven’t you just done it already!?

There’s a beat. David looks down, thinking of something to

say.

JOHN (CONT'D)
C’mon. Tell me. Why haven’t you
killed me yet?

David looks up.

DAVID
Cause I’m waiting for her to get
closer.

JOHN
What --

From behind, Harper stabs John in the chest. She twists the
blade. John can’t say anything. He can only bleed out.

David gets closer to him.

DAVID
Sorry man. Looks like those
steroids aren't knife proof.

And with that, John slumps over. Dead. Harper stands up.

HARPER
Whoa. That was kinda badass, babe.

DAVID
Really? I just kinda came up with
that on the spot.

HARPER
No, that was good. I liked it.

DAVID
Well cool. Awesome.

David and Harper KISS. There’s a long beat. Then:

DAVID (CONT'D)
It’s your turn to bury him now.

HARPER
Ok.
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DAVID
Because ohmygod is he heavy.

HARPER
Really?

DAVID
I won’t be surprised if he ate iron
for breakfast -- His weight is
inhuman!

THE END.