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21 August 2007

Terminator (1984) Excerpt

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Sarah is on the phone, her hair still wet from a shower.
She sits on the bed with a towel wrapped around her.

SARAH
...No, Mom, I can't tell you where I am.  I was told not to say.

SARAH'S MOM (V.O./filtered)
But honey, I need to know where I can reach you or I'll be worried sick.  It turns out I can't stay up here...the electricity's off... and I don't know just where I'll be.

Sarah hesitates, then:

SARAH
Okay, here's the number.  Are you ready?

SARAH'S MOM (V.O./filtered)
Go ahead.

205    INT. MOUNTAIN CABIN - NIGHT    205

SLOW PAN around the room as the conversation between Sarah and her Mom continues, completely VOICE OVER.

SARAH (V.O./filtered)
It's 408-555-1439.  Room 14.

SARAH'S MOM (V.O.)
I've got it.

The PAN continues, revealing an overturned chair.

SARAH (V.O./filtered)
Okay, I've gotta go.  I'm sorry I can't tell you very much now, Mom.
I love you.

The PAN comes to a table.  Smashed plates.  Spilled coffee.
A spatter of blood.  A phone.  It follows the phone cord onto Terminator in CLOSE-UP as he continues in a perfect simulation of her mother's voice...

TERMINATOR (Mother's voice)
I love you too, sweetheart.

206    INT. MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT    206

Sarah hangs up the phone, vaguely disturbed.

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