NOTE: excuse the rubbish formatting, haven't figure out bold yet (I'm new)!
SCENE ???. INT. HOUSE - DAY
COOLEY BURNS:
Hello?
SCARY GUY:
Boo!
COOLEY BURNS:
What?
SCARY GUY:
I'm very scary!
COOLEY LOOKS BACK IN CONFUSION
SCARY GUY:
I'm very scary!
COOLEY BURNS:
Sorry are you coming in to buy something or...
SCARY GUY SCREAMS OUTLOUD
COOLEY BURNS:
(annoyed)
What are you doing?
SCARY GUY:
Are you not scared?
COOLEY BURNS:
No.
SCARY GUY:
Does my dark and dysfunctional, tortured figure not scare you.
COOLEY BURNS:
(sarcastically)
Christopher Biggins is more scary!
SCARY GUY:
(interrupting)
What?
COOLEY BURNS:
And your eye...
COOLEY POINTS TOWARDS HIS EYE
what is that? It's just twitching.
SCARY GUY:
(quizzical)
I'm very scary?
COOLEY BURNS:
Are you here for anything?
SCARY GUY:
SCARY GUY THINKS FOR A WHILE.
No.
COOLEY BURNS:
(vexed)
Then go!
COOLEY TURNS TO LEAVE!
Come back at Halloween.
SCARY GUY:
Halloween?
CUT TO:
SCENE ??. INT./EXT. THE TURNIP ROOM - DAY
THE CAMERA AND SHOTS SHOW OUT THE SCENE THAT SCARY GUY IS DESCRIBING FROM HIS CHILDHOOD.
SCARY GUY:
(V.O)
Halloween. Yes, that's when it happened. 12th night October. The cold dusts make me feel promiscuous of the oncoming winter. Yes, Halloween. My father was a difficult person, a difficult person to say the least. Mother and I hid in the turnip room of our old oak and we heard his footsteps: getting louder and louder and stronger and stronger and for a second I thought my mind was deflating and...
CAMERA CUTS BACK TO SCARY GUY STANDING AT THE DOOR THAT HAS BEEN CLOSED ON HIM!
Hello?