EXT. MARTINEZ HOUSE – DAY

Sangy and Tommy creep onto the porch, floorboards creaking under their feet. Sangy glances at the front door.

SANGY
(whispers)

Bees?

TOMMY
(whispers, gestures to the light fixture)
The bees came from there.

SANGY
let's try the side door.

They sneak over. We briefly cut to the AVERY'S BACK YARD, where we see two things: Zack asleep in a lounge chair, and Cerulean digging under the fence. Then we CUT BACK to the other two, to see Tommy slip a note under the side door. He straightens up.

TOMMY
Okay. Do it.

SANGY
Do what?

Tommy nods his head towards the doorbell.

SANGY
We agreed to do it together.

She takes his index finger and slowly pushes the doorbell. Then they both bolt, over the porch railings and in different directions. The door opens just enough for one hand to slide out and grab the note, then it slams shut.

CUT TO Zack. Tommy runs up to him and kneels next to the chair.

TOMMY
Zack. Zack.

ZACK

(doesn't open his eyes, sounds near hysteria)

i'm only trying to take a nap. i'm only

lying here with my eyes closed, trying

to get some erudamned sleep!

TOMMY

Shhhh! Shhhh, quiet, quiet, quiet, I wouldn't

wake you if it wasn't important. I think we

flushed 'em out.

ZACK

okay.

TOMMY
The Martinezes! Sangy and I, we flushed

'em out!

ZACK
(opens one eye)
oh.

TOMMY
We wrote a note. We put it under the door. We

rang the bell and then we ran.

ZACK
you did that?

TOMMY
Yeah.

ZACK
(suddenly jumps up, roaring)
FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. YOU STUPID IDI -
I CAN'T BELIEVE YOU – GAHHH!
(flails his arms helplessly, picks up a
few beer cans and crushes them)

TOMMY
A-all I did was write, "I know what you've done"
and that's all, I didn't sign it or anything.

ZACK
OH I CAN'T BELIEVE SO STUPID WHY
DIDN'T YOU GOD!!!

TOMMY
What?! You've gotta goose these people every

once in a while, you've gotta give 'em a little

shot, a little whack, let 'em know that you're there!
Geez!

Cerulean runs up to Tommy, a bone in his mouth. Tommy takes it without realizing what it is.

TOMMY
Good dog, Cer, good dog. Go get it!
(chucks it)

ZACK
Here's the thing though, Tom, see, they're

gonna think that I did it.

TOMMY
Why?

ZACK
The woman, she saw me write a note and put

it under the Greenleaf's door so NOW THEY'RE
GOING TO THINK I DID IT.

(spazzes, flails)

Tommy looks momentarily floored.

TOMMY
… you wrote a note, put it under the door?

Zack nods, rubbing his face. Tommy quickly recovers

TOMMY

It doesn't matter! We've got 'em on the run

now! Now they know that we know that

they know that we know!

ZACK
Yes it does matter, you did it but they're

going to suspect me!

Cerulean returns with the bone. Tommy takes it from him again

TOMMY
(soothingly)
They're not going to suspect anybody, they're –

(pauses, looks at the bone. Gulps, walks closer to Zack)
Do you know what this is?

ZACK
… it's a bone.

TOMMY
It's a femur.

ZACK

It's a femur bone.

TOMMY
A femur just happens to be a human thigh

bone, Zack.

ZACK
Wait, how do you know that?

TOMMY
Biology 101. I mean, look at the size of

this thing. You think this came off a chicken

or somethin'? Where the hell would Cer get this?

They both look back at the fence.

ZACK

… he dug it up from underneath the fence.

They start to slowly walk towards the fence, dramatic looks of Shock and Horror on their faces.

TOMMY

Zack… Zack, there's no doubt anymore. This

is real. Your neighbours are murderin' people.

They're choppin' 'em up. They're buryin' 'em

in their backyard. Zack…
(holds up the bone)
This is Legolas.

And then they both let out anguished screams of "NOOOOO!". The camera zooms in and out rapidly to emphasize. Tommy stops suddenly and puts a hand on Zack's shoulder to shut him up, then points at the fence. Through the gaps between the boards we can make out a figure walking past.

ZACK

… there's gotta be some other explanation.

The figure throws a crumpled up piece of paper over the fence. Zack gets a 'o.o' look on his face.

TOMMY

It's just – it's just some… litter. The guy's a

litterbug.
(walks over to it)
It could be a – a candy bar wrapper, it could be

a napkin, it could be a crumpled up credit card

receipt, those things blow around all the time.

It – it – uh…
(picks up the paper and unfolds it)
No, no it's my note.

Zack panics and runs for the door. He reaches it just in time for Misty to open it and slam it right into his nose.

MISTY

… crap! I'm sorry, I didn't see y – I didn't

see you.

Zack picks up more beer cans and crushes them in response.

MISTY
Okay, you've crushed a couple of beer

cans – feel better now?

ZACK

kinda.