MARY, 40ish, strawberry blonde, is asleep. She’s a 160-pound, 5-foot-4 bundle of muscle ready to uncoil. Despite her fears someone wants to kill her, she retains her feisty attitude. At times she taunts her boss DENNIS, who – unknown to her – is a serial killer. They have a hate-hate relationship.
Screen fades to black. A FACELESS MAN slowly floats from the darkness into hazy light, extending long arms, Mary’s POV, toward her face, his hands growing larger, getting closer, closer to her throat.
The sound of his voice surrounds him like a chorus of gravelly voices.
Your neck is mine . . . Your neck is mine . . .
Just as his hands touch Mary’s face –
EXT. CORNFIELD – NIGHT
Full moon. Mary, in pajamas, is being chased in slow motion by the faceless man. Everywhere she goes, in and out of corn rows, he is in front of her, floating, reaching for her throat and –
EXT. SCHOOL YARD – NIGHT
Mary, still in pajamas, her POV continuing, is backed by the faceless man up against a chain-link fence. Both of his hands touch Mary’s neck –
She jolts awake. Gasps for breath as her son KYLE rushes into her bedroom.
KYLE Are you okay?
MARY I’m okay. No, I’m not okay.
INT. HALLWAY IN CITY HALL – DAY
Mary chats with DORIS by door to Jack’s office. JACK is Dennis’ boss. Good ol’ Boy. Always backs Dennis vs. Mary. Male chauvinist.
Doris is the office know-it-all. Even when she does not know it. Always ready to fling an opinion. Has unexpected episodes of kindness.
DORIS What brings you to Jack’s parlor?
MARY Need to see the leader of the Good ol’ Boy gang.
Unnoticed by Mary, Jack is right behind her. Wearing his usual casual attire. He clears his throat.
JACK I heard that. You can go now, Doris.
He opens the door. Follows Mary into his office.
INT. JACK’S OFFICE – DAY
Heads to his desk. Points to chair on opposite side of the desk. Both sit down. Not happy that she’s in his office.
JACK What’s with the Good ol’ Boy nonsense?
MARY Just chitchat. Not what I’m here to talk about.
JACK What’s so urgent that you have to see me? You have a supervisor.
Extends an envelope. He does not take it.
I want to file this grievance.
JACK You have to follow rules.
MARY What are you saying?
JACK Grievances must be filed with your supervisor.
MARY But –
JACK But what?
MARY The grievance is about Dennis.
JACK Just a moment.
Picks up his phone. Punches a number.
JACK (CONT’D) Dennis, I’m sending Mary to you. She wants to discuss a grievance.
He hangs up the phone before Dennis can answer
MARY It’s really true what I heard.
JACK About what?
MARY The Good ol’ Boy gang at City Hall.
JACK Rubbish. No Good ol' Boys here. They’re in Alabama and Louisiana.
MARY Better check your map. Maybe Kansas has been annexed.