INT. MONTRESOR’S MANSION. DAY
MONTRESOR walks down a spiral staircase. He stops as he
reaches the bottom and addresses his servants.
MONTRESOR
I
realize that the Halloween carnival
is today, but I
want you all to stay
here.
There is plenty to be done.
BUTLER
Of
course. We will be right here
MONTRESOR
(Smirking
as he opens the front door)
Good.
I’ll be back in the morning.
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EXT. CARNIVAL. DUSK
MONTRESOR, surrounded by friends, notices a tipsy FORTUNADO,
wearing a jester’s costume.
MONTRESOR
(smiling)
Fortunado!
Aren’t you a sight for
sore
eyes? I’ve been wanting to tell
you
that I just came across a couple
bottles
of Amontillado, well at least
I
think it’s Amontillado.
FORTUNADO
Amontillado?
Are you serious? That’s
a
rare wine.
MONTRESOR
Well
I have my doubts. I know you
your
wines, but since you weren’t
around
I had no choice but to take
the
offer, just in case.
FORTUNADO
Amontillado?
You sure?
MONTRESOR
I
hope. I’m actually on my way to Luchesi’s
FORTUNADO
(interrupting)
Luchesi
is an amateur! He doesn’t know
his
Amontillado from his Sherry.
MONTRESOR
A
lot of people go to him, they say he’s good.
Besides
I’m sure you have better things to do.
We’re
in the middle of a carnival.
FORTUNADO
We
have this carnival every year, but how
often
do we come across Amontillado?
We’re
going.
MONTRESOR
Listen,
the truth is that you’re not looking too
good,
my friend. My wine cellar is damp and
filled
with rat poison. Luchesi…
FORTUNADO
(interrupting,
FORTUNADO grabs
MONTRESOR by the
arm)
I
don’t want to hear it, we are going!
MONTRESOR
If
you insist.
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