The Obsessive, Part 11

INT. KORA’S KITCHEN. DAY.

Harold, Dylan, and Merna are in the kitchen eating breakfast. Kora walks in and tries to hide her face from them.

MERNA:
Kora! What are you doing here?

Harold notices something on her face. He stops her on the staircase and makes her show her face.

HAROLD:
Did you escape from jail?

KORA:
No, I was released.

She hands him some paperwork she had in her back pocket. Merna examines her wounds.

KORA:
I’m fine.

MERNA:
Someone attacked you!

HAROLD:
Why would you take the bus in
the middle of the night?

KORA:
I just wanted to be left alone,
for once! Look, you don’t have to
risk the house for my bail money
anymore, so let’s just forget it
ever happened, okay?

Kora heads upstairs. Merna sees blood on the back of her Kora’s head.

MERNA:
You cracked your skull open!

Kora feels the back of her head and finds dried blood.

HAROLD:
You’re going to the hospital.

KORA:
I-

HAROLD:
Don’t even try to argue! You’re
hurt and you need help, so you’re
going to the hospital. End of
discussion!

Kora unwillingly goes down to her parents. Merna throws her car keys to Dylan.

MERNA:
Take yourself to school.

DYLAN:
But I wanna know what’s wrong
with her!

MERNA:
We all do, dear.

KORA:
There’s nothing wrong with me!

HAROLD:
Really? You really wanna walk in
looking like hell and tell us
nothing is wrong?

Kora says nothing.

MERNA:
If you don’t tell us what’s
emotionally wrong, we’re at
least gonna make sure you’re
physically normal. Now, come on.

They leave.

INT. DOCTOR’S OFFICE. DAY.

The DOCTOR (same as Victorian Doctor but in modern dress) finishes sewing up her head.

DOCTOR:
You’re lucky your injury
wasn’t more serious!

KORA:
I’m lucky? That’s a joke!

DOCTOR:
You know, it could be worse.
I have some patients in a coma
that’d gladly change places
with you.

KORA:
Is that an option?

DOCTOR:
Sounds like you’re a little
emotionally disturbed.

KORA:
It’s not my emotions that
are disturbing me.

The doctor finishes patching her up.

DOCTOR:
As great as a person as you are,
I hope I don’t see you back here
for a while. If the person attacking
you isn’t going away, perhaps you
should start carrying a weapon.

KORA:
That’s a good idea, actually! Maybe
there is some hope for me.

DOCTOR:
Of course there’s hope-you’re alive,
aren’t you?

The doctor chuckles. Kora gives him a faint smile and leaves.

INT. LIBRARY. NIGHT.

Kora and Julian look exhausted as they thumb through books. Julian puts the book he was reading on top of a large pile and starts a new one.

LIBRARIAN:
The library is closing in five minutes.

JULIAN:
I think I’ve learned every Greek god
that’s ever existed, and yet we still
haven’t found him!

KORA:
He told me he has infiltrated the
minds of a lot of powerful men. I
don’t see anything in Ancient Greek
culture about that. I’m gonna check
this book about ancient gods from
cultures around the world.

JULIAN:
Well, we can see how much we can
read in five minutes. If not, maybe
we can try again another day.

KORA:
I may not last another day! He isn’t
telling me his name for a reason! If
we find out his identity, we’ll find
a way to stop him!

Julian silently agrees and keeps reading. He notices Kora’s eyes grow wide as she stares fixedly at page nineteen. Andrew enters, so Kora slams her book shut.

KORA:
How did you know I’d be here?

ANDREW:
I don’t know. So, you guys are
really into pagan religions, huh?

KORA:
What do you want?

ANDREW:
I’d like to know what you and
your lawyer are doing that
prompts this guy to kill for you.

KORA:
Don’t start following me!

ANDREW:
I’d stop if you just tell me
who is doing this.

KORA:
(sarcastically)
An Ancient Greek demigod is
trying to take me as his bride.
There, you happy now?

ANDREW:
Oh, very funny! I don’t understand
why you won’t cooperate with me
when all I wanna do is protect you!

KORA:
You’re just going to have to accept
that you can’t save everyone! Sorry,
Dudley Dooright, but I can’t be your
good deed for the day!

ANDREW:
You know what, fine! I give up!
I’ll just let you keep getting
attacked and blamed for murders
that you didn’t commit!

KORA:
Good!

ANDREW:
If you change your mind-

KORA:
I won’t!

ANDREW:
Your dad has my card.

KORA:
Great. You can leave now.

ANDREW:
Fine!

KORA:
Fine!

Andrew storms out.

LIBRARIAN:
The library is now closed. If you
have some books to check out, please
do so now. Otherwise, we open again
at nine a.m.

Julian grabs the book that Kora was looking at.

JULIAN:
I’m gonna check this out. Your mom
is outside waiting for you, right?

KORA:
(still angry)
Yeah.

Julian grins.

KORA:
What are you smiling at?

JULIAN:
Nothing. I’ll see you tomorrow!

Kora leaves, still a little huffy. Julian smiles knowingly and goes to the check out desk.

INT. KORA’S ROOM. NIGHT.

Still angry, Kora gets ready for bed. Before she can take her clothes off, Micky walks in with that same glazed look in his eyes. Kora takes off her shirt and throws it on top of his head. By the time Micky wrestles the shirt off, Kora is already in her pajamas. Micky jumps into the bed with her.

VELOS:
(through Micky)
I love you!

KORA:
Ugh!

Kora gets up, grabs her pillow, and leaves the room.

INT. DYLAN’S ROOM. NIGHT.

Dylan is sleeping when he hears a KNOCK on the door.

DYLAN:
Come in.

Kora walks in, embarrassed.

KORA:
This is gonna sound kinda dumb,
but can I sleep in here with you?

Kora’s eyes brim with tears. Dylan gets up, takes off a pillow and blanket from his bed, and sets up on the floor.

DYLAN:
Take my bed.

KORA:
Thank you!

Kora puts her pillow on his bed and lays down.

DYLAN:
Please get help for whatever
is bothering you!

KORA:
I’m trying!

Dylan looks at her sympathetically. Kora smiles appreciatively but turns away. She looks out at the night sky, which is full of shadows, and tries to go to sleep.

The Obsessive, Part 10

INT. JAIL CELL. NIGHT.

Kora sits by herself staring out the barred window, looking at the stars. She hears the warden come in and turns around.

WARDEN:
Miss Nicodemus, you have a
visitor.

Kora gets up and Julian enters.

JULIAN:
It doesn’t look good, Kora.

KORA:
No, this is perfect. I’ll spend
the rest of my life in jail where
there is always someone with me.
He can’t get me here!

JULIAN:
So, you’re going to live the life
of a murderer and you think that’s
freedom?

KORA:
What else am I supposed to do?
He can feel things, but I’m pretty
sure he can’t actually die.

JULIAN:
There has to be a solution!
There’s always a way out!

KORA:
Yeah, I could die and hope that
in the next lifetime, I find a
solution!

JULIAN:
Don’t you dare contemplate
suicide! Look, the more evidence
you have at a trial, the better
chance you have of proving your
case. The more you find out about
this guy, the better chance you
have of finding out the weakness
to take him down.

KORA:
I got a list of Greek demigods
that live in the Underworld.
Skipper, he has to be on that
list! The police have the list.

JULIAN:
You’re lucky I’m your lawyer.

He opens his briefcase and shows her the list.

JULIAN:
Luckily I get a chance to review
the evidence against you. I’ll do
as much research as I can, but I
gotta start preparing for your
defense.

KORA:
Don’t do your research alone! He
killed that lady ’cause she gave
me a clue. He let you go once, but
if he finds out that you-

JULIAN:
We’re both going to live through
this! We’ll find a way to defeat
this guy, and I’ll be at your
fiftieth wedding anniversary in
the Bahamas!

Kora starts crying because she does not believe in it.

JULIAN:
I mean it! That’s what I picture
in your future! Not this! Don’t
lose faith in me! And especially
don’t give up on your future! That’s
what makes life worth fighting for!

Kora wipes her tears.

JULIAN:
I gotta go. I’ll see you soon,
okay Kora?

KORA:
Okay!

Julian squeezes her hand through the bars. The warden escorts Julian out. The warden is not gone long when he returns.

WARDEN:
Miss Nicodemus, you have more
visitors.

The warden lets in Harold and Merna.

HAROLD:
You owe us an explanation, young
lady.

Kora hesitates, trying to decide how much to tell them.

KORA:
I’m not a murderer, you know that!

MERNA:
Well, of course not! In my gut, I
know my baby isn’t a murderer! But
why would they think you were?

KORA:
Stuff is happening that is out of
my control! I’m trying to find
answers, but I don’t know what to do!

HAROLD:
Tell them the truth! You have nothing
to hide, right?

KORA:
Look, I don’t know how much Julian
would want me to tell you…

MERNA:
Of course, of course. But we just
need to have some justification for
bailing you out.

KORA:
What? Why would you do that?

HAROLD:
What? You wanna await trial in this
dank cell all by yourself? No, you’re
coming home.

MERNA:
But you’ll have to wait ’til tomorrow
’cause the bank isn’t open ’til nine.

HAROLD:
Now, we have to put the house up, so
you better not do anything to get
yourself in more trouble!

KORA:
You’re risking the house?

MERNA:
Do you know another way for us
to get a hundred thousand dollars?
Anyways, we just wanted to let
you know the plan. We’ll see you
in the morning!

KORA:
No! Don’t put up the house for
my bail!

HAROLD:
We’re doing it, end of discussion!
Goodnight, Kora!

Merna and Harold leave. Kora looks worried.

INT. JAIL CELL. NIGHT.

Kora is asleep on a bench. She hears the cell door open. She wakes up and looks confused.

KORA:
What’s going on?

ANDREW:
You’re being released.

KORA:
What? Why?

ANDREW:
There’s been another murder. You’re
connected, but you were in here all
night, so you’re obviously not guilty.

KORA:
He did this on purpose! He doesn’t
want me in the safety of this place!

ANDREW:
You’d be safe if you just told me
who is doing this.

KORA:
Who died?

ANDREW:
Some guy named Randy. He had some
wine-soaked blouse that turned out
to be yours.

KORA:
Oh god! I forgot about that blouse!

ANDREW:
If you won’t tell me, I’ll find a way
to get the information one way or
another.

KORA:
Can I go?

Andrew lets out a frustrated howl but steps aside to let her go. She sheepishly walks out.

EXT. DARK STREET. NIGHT.

Kora gets off the bus and walks down the street. It is cold enough for her to see her breath as she exhales. She hunches over from the cold weather. Once the bus takes off, the street is eerily silent. Kora walks quickly. She darts her eyes erratically and expectantly. She kicks a soda can on accident, pauses, and closes her eyes in dread. Nothing happens, so she goes on. She quickens her pace. Suddenly, Velos appears before her. Kora almost falls trying to stop and avoid crashing into him.

VELOS:
Now there is nothing keeping us
from leaving together.

KORA:
There is one thing-me! If you
don’t leave now, I’ll scream
and wake up everyone in the
neighborhood!

Velos appears behind her, covering her mouth. Kora tries to break free, but his grip is strong. Before he can magic them away, she bites his hand. He loosens his grip involuntarily, and she tries to dive out of his arms. He grabs her waist, so she turns over and knees him in the groin. The pain makes him let go, and Kora falls onto the cement pretty hard. She ignores her pain as Velos reaches for her again. She almost springs up, but Velos grabs her ankle. She kicks him in the face, and when his grip loosens, she runs away. Velos is angry.

VELOS:
I’m everywhere, you know! My
men and I have infiltrated
the minds of powerful people!
You can’t avoid me forever!

Kora disappears from his view.

The Obsessive, Part 9

INT. PROFESSOR CLEIO’S OFFICE. DAY.

PROFESSOR CLEIO (fifties, curly hair, big glasses) grades some essays in her office. A KNOCK is heard.

P. CLEIO:
Come in!

Kora enters, slightly nervous.

KORA:
Hi! We just spoke on the phone.

P. CLEIO:
Ah yes, have a seat.

Kora sits in fron of P. Cleio’s desk.

P. CLEIO:
What’s your name, dear?

KORA:
Kora.

P. CLEIO:
Kora is an Ancient Greek
name. Did you know that?

KORA:
Makes sense. Four thousand
years.

P. CLEIO:
Excuse me?

KORA:
Well, I, uh, read this story…
but it only slightly referenced
this subject, and it’s been
bothering me.

P. CLEIO:
Okay, so what specifically did
the story mention?

KORA:
It’s set here in 1987. This girl
is being followed by a man. He
watches her through mirrors and
animals that he possesses. He
comes out to murder people who get
in the way of their love. Except
she doesn’t love him, yet he keeps
trying to take her.

P. CLEIO:
Sounds interesting. What makes you
think it may be a historical
reference?

KORA:
He mentioned taking her to the
Underworld. Isn’t that Ancient
Greek?

P. CLEIO:
Yes, it was. The Underworld was
where the dead went. It was also
where Hades lived along with a
few demi-gods.

KORA:
What kind of demi-gods?

P. CLEIO:
Here. I’ll give you a list
that you can look up. I could
fill a lecture or two about
them.

KORA:
Oh thank you!

P. CLEIO:
(as she writes)
It sounds like your novel is
modernizing Greek mythology.
It was common for gods to
steal mortals as their brides.

KORA:
Why would they do that?

P. CLEIO:
Many reasons, just like when
people fall in love in real life.

KORA:
(pouts)
Some love! What kind of man would
put his lover through so much
anguish?

P. CLEIO:
Can I read it?

KORA:
What?

P. CLEIO:
When you’re done with it, of
course. It sounds like good
fiction!

KORA:
Fiction, yeah. It doesn’t
sound real, does it?

P. Cleio thinks she is making a joke and laughs. P. Cleio hands her the list.

KORA:
Great. Thank you so much
for this information!

P. CLEIO:
Take care, Kora.

KORA:
I’ll sure try!

Kora leaves, and P. Cleio goes back to grading papers.

INT. COLLEGE HALLWAY. DAY.

As Kora walks down the hall, she hears P. Cleio scream.

KORA:
No!

Velos appears in the hallway with a blood-soaked knife.

VELOS:
Why did you make me do that?

KORA:
I made you kill her? Why would
you do that? She wasn’t hitting
on me! How could you!

VELOS:
What did she tell you about me?

Kora does not answer.

VELOS:
You will find out all you need
to know on our wedding night!

KORA:
No!

VELOS:
What did you say?

KORA:
You heard me, creep! You cannot
take me! Find another mortal to
steal!

Velos slaps her across the face. She falls down. He picks her up by her hair.

VELOS:
Why did you make me do that?
Do you think I like hurting you?

Kora is in pain, but she tries to reach for his body. She cannot.

VELOS:
Let’s go, Kora!

He drags her by the hair. Kora finds his arms and digs her nails into it. He cries out in pain. She starts to run, but he catches her and uses his body to pin her to the wall.

VELOS:
Why did you have to do that now?

Before Kora can say anything, Andrew enters the hallway. He sees what is happening and draws his gun.

ANDREW:
Put her down!

Velos sneers at him.

DISPATCH (O.S.):
Zalman, what’s your forty?

In the moment that Andrew looks down to answer the radio, Velos disappears.

ANDREW:
Shit! Where did he go?

KORA:
He disappeared, I don’t know.

When Andrew answers the radio, Kora runs away.

INT. BUS. DAY.

Kora sits on the bus, trying to catch her breath and relax. Just as the bus driver is about to take off, someone stops the bus. The bus driver lets the person on. Kora looks out the window, not seeing the person who got on. She winces as someoen puts their hand on her shoulder. She turns to see Andrew.

KORA:
Crap!

ANDREW:
(concerned)
Why did you run away?

KORA:
You can’t help me; please
stop trying!

ANDREW:
Protecting people is my job.
You need to tell me about
the man I saw you with.

KORA:
I can’t!

ANDREW:
You have to! I know you’re
scared, but it’s vital that
I know!

KORA:
I’m sorry, but I just can’t!

Andrew sighs.

ANDREW:
Then I’m going to have to
arrest you.

KORA:
What? Why?

ANDREW:
The other officers don’t believe
that there was a man on scene, he
left no evidence. As far as they’re
concerned, you’re the number one
suspect. And you fled the scene,
so that just adds to their evidence.

KORA:
You know I didn’t do this!

ANDREW:
Hey, if you don’t wanna tell me
things then I can’t help you! Do
you have something for me now?

Kora looks weary but says nothing. Andrew is angry.

ANDREW:
Well, then you’re going to jail.

He handcuffs her.

KORA:
Maybe it’s better this way. He can’t
hurt anyone if I’m alone in a cell
not talking to anyone.

ANDREW:
You prepared to lose your freedom
over that crap?

KORA:
You’re mad at me? This isn’t my
fault!

ANDREW:
It is your fault! You wouldn’t tell
me the truth, so now someone innocent
is going to jail while a guilty man
runs free! Come on! I hate doing this
to you, so let’s just get it over with.

Andrew escorts her off the bus.

The Obsessive, Part 8

INT. KORA’S KITCHEN. DAY.

Merna, who clearly just came back from her flight to London, sits at the table. Kora enters the house and tries to avoid eye contact. Merna sees her and gets worried.

MERNA:
Sweetheart! What happened?

KORA:
I wish I could tell you.

MERNA:
You can tell me anything, you
know that.

KORA:
It’s better if you don’t know.

Kora looks at the window and sees a bird on the sill staring at her oddly. She starts crying and runs upstairs. Merna wants to follow but hears Dylan come home. Dylan enters. She goes to talk to him.

INT. KORA’S ROOM. NIGHT.

Kora lays on her bed with a hot towel on her face and the radio playing. She feels a tap on her shoulder, shrieks, and hits the hand away. She takes off the towel to see a very confused Dylan.

KORA:
I’m sorry, I thought you were…
never mind.

Dylan looks at her like she is strange but decides not to press the issue.

DYLAN:
Mom says it’s dinnertime.

KORA:
Okay, I’ll be there in a
minute.

Dylan looks concerned but leaves. The radio plays “Somebody’s Watching Me.” Kora throws a pillow at it, causing it to fall down and break. Kora reluctantly goes down to dinner.

INT. KORA’S KITCHEN. NIGHT.

Harold, Merna, and Dylan sit at the table happily. Kora sits down, avoiding eye contact. She eats, not really paying attention to the conversation.

HAROLD:
Kora? Hello?

KORA:
Huh? What?

HAROLD:
Didn’t you hear your mother’s
question?

KORA:
No, sorry. It’s been a long day.

HAROLD:
Lots of job applications?

KORA:
Jobs? Oh right, that.

The family looks to each other for answers but just get a confused look from each other.

MERNA:
Are you feeling okay?

KORA:
I’m fine.

The napkins on the table fall over again. Kora starts crying and runs out of the room. The family turns to each other to discuss.

INT. KORA’S BATHROOM. NIGHT.

Kora goes into the bathtub with a full swimsuit on. Instead of taking a bath, she takes a shower. She goes quickly. She steps out and sees Micky there.

KORA:
Leave me alone! Please!

Dylan opens the door and the cat runs out.

DYLAN:
Oh, sorry! Wait, why are you
wearing a swimsuit? Did you
take a shower? You always take
baths!

KORA:
I don’t wanna talk about it.

DYLAN:
Is this something to do with
the murder that guy accused
you of?

KORA:
I don’t wanna talk about it.

DYLAN:
You’re going to have to explain
it sooner or later.

KORA:
I wish I could. I really wish
I could!

She pushes past him to leave. Dylan looks concerned.

INT. KORA’S ROOM. DAY.

Kora wakes up on her own. She looks around the room. She picks out an outfit, not paying attention to whether or not it coordinates. She gets dressed in front of her closet with her backside partly in the closet to keep watch. She gets her shirt on, but before she can get her pants on, Velos appears behind her. He holds her against him and kisses her neck.

VELOS:
You are so beautiful!

Kora breaks free and runs out the bedroom door.

INT. LIVING ROOM. DAY.

Kora runs to the front door. Velos magically appears before it.

VELOS:
Why do you run away from me?
All I wanna do is love you!

KORA:
I don’t love you! I don’t
even know who you are!

VELOS:
But I know you. I know every
inch of you!

He caresses her. Kora whimpers, not knowing what to do. A knock on the door is heard, and Velos disappears. Kora starts crying. The person who knocked lets himself in. It is Andrew. Kora turns, sees him, and she feels slightly annoyed but still more worried than anything else.

KORA:
Go ahead and yell at me if you
want. Right now, I’m too scared
to really care. Do whatever you
want with me! Apparently what I
want doesn’t matter!

She curls up on her couch and starts crying hysterically. Andrew sits next to her and sympathetically pats her on the back.

ANDREW:
You do have a man killing people
over you, don’t you?

Kora says nothing.

ANDREW:
Has he touched you?

KORA:
He’s held me, kissed my neck, and
tried to take me away…

ANDREW:
Do you know his name?

KORA:
I shouldn’t have told you that.
You’ll be next!

ANDREW:
I work surrounded by police
officers, and I live next to a
firehouse. There’s always
someone close by to help me, so
let him try! What’s his name?

KORA:
I don’t know.

ANDREW:
When does he bother you?

KORA:
All the time!

ANDREW:
I can assign police protection
to you.

KORA:
I don’t think that’ll help. He’ll
still be there.

ANDREW:
You know, most rapists get away with
their crime because women fail to
report them.

KORA:
I can’t report him. I really wish it
were that simple!

Andrew frowns but gets ready to leave.

ANDREW:
Just remember, you don’t have to be
a victim; you can fight back!

Kora contemplates this and sees some truth. Andrew starts to leave.

KORA:
Wait. Why did you come here?
Was someone else murdered?

ANDREW:
No one was murdered, not
yet anyways.

KORA:
Then why did you come?

ANDREW:
Just checking on you. What? Did
you think I was gonna just leave
you alone after you were connected
to two crime scenes?

Andrew grins, and Kora tries to smile but cannot muster one.

ANDREW:
I’m gonna figure this out. Whatever
you’re hiding, I’ll find out.

KORA:
It’d be a miracle if you solved
the case and figured everything
out considering I’m still trying
to understand it myself!

Andrew shakes his head, waves goodbye, and leaves. Kora runs to the kitchen.

INT. KITCHEN. DAY.

Kora goes over to the kitchen and thumbs through the phone book. She finds what she is looking for and picks up a phone that’s hanging on the wall.

KORA:
Hi! I don’t go there, but I’d like
to make an appointment with you.
(beat)
I have something I’m trying to
understand, and you seem like the
best person to help me.
(beat)
Okay, I’m gonna change and take
the BART down there.
(beat)
Thank you, bye!

Kora hangs up and runs upstairs.

The Obsessive, Part 7

EXT. PARK BENCH. DAY.

Kora sits in a secluded part of a park, crying.

VELOS:
It’s okay, my love.
I’m here.

Kora looks up in horror.

KORA:
You’ve been following me,
haven’t you?

VELOS:
Every time you reincarnate,
my future wife!

KORA:
Future wife?

VELOS:
Yes. I’ve been trying to get
you for four thousand years,
and this time I’m gonna make
you mine!

KORA:
You killed those men, didn’t
you?

VELOS:
I will cut down anyone who
gets in the way of our love.
Now, come with me.

KORA:
Go where?

VELOS:
To the Underworld to marry
me.

KORA:
You’re out of your mind!

VELOS:
Come! You belong to me!
Come now!

Velos grabs her wrist and tries to pull her. She breaks free.

KORA:
Help! Help!

A jogger comes by to help. Velos disappears.

JOGGER:
Are you okay?

KORA:
A man tried to grab me!

JOGGER:
I’ll find a phone and call
the police!

KORA:
No! I mean, it’s okay. I just
wanna go home.

JOGGER:
Can I give you a ride?

Kora runs away. The jogger shrugs and keeps jogging.

INT. COURT ROOM. DAY.

A public court just finished wrapping up a case. Julian packs up his papers into a briefcase when Kora walks up to him.

JULIAN:
Kora? You’re a mess! What
happened?

KORA:
Can we talk privately?

JULIAN:
Of course. Let’s go to my
office.

He gathers up his things, and they leave.

INT. JULIAN’S OFFICE. DAY.

In Julian’s law office, Julian sits behind his desk. Kora sits in the client chair with her hand on her lip, clearly lost in thought.

JULIAN:
I have another case in fifteen
minutes, so spill it.

KORA:
Someone is definitely following
me! He tried to grab me just now.

JULIAN:
Woah, he tried to grope you?

KORA:
No, he was gonna kidnap me.

JULIAN:
Kora, you need to tell the
police!

KORA:
The police suspect me of two
murders now.

JULIAN:
Wait, they suspect you of murder?
Two of them?

KORA:
Yeah. That sleazebag who interviewed
me yesterday and this date I had at
the coffee shop. I’m connected to
both of them. But even if I wanted to
go to the cops, I don’t think it’d do
much good. I don’t think my stalker is
human.

VELOS:
You don’t think he’s a human?
What do you mean?

KORA:
All I know is he was in front
of me in one second and he
disappeared in the next second.
He said he’s been following me
for four thousand years!

JULIAN:
He’s delusional!

KORA:
No, I think he’s telling the
truth. He possessed my cat
last night too. He talked to
me through Micky!

Julian looks contemplative but non-believing.

KORA:
You don’t believe me, do
you?

JULIAN:
I’ve seen a lot of liars in
my career, and I don’t think
you’re being dishonest. But
how can I-?

He is cut off when Velos appears and puts an arm around Julian’s throat.

VELOS:
Who is this? Another potential
boyfriend?

Velos threatens Julian with a knife.

KORA:
No! He’s my best friend from my
childhood! And he’s gay!

Velos loosens his grip on Julian a little.

VELOS:
How do I know she’s telling
the truth?

JULIAN:
Check my desk drawer.

Velos opens the nearest drawer and sees a picture frame. CLOSE UP on the picture, which shows Julian kissing on an ex-boyfriend.

VELOS:
Alright, I believe you.

Velos lets go of Julian.

VELOS:
Just remember, I’m watching
you, Kora!

Velos disappears. Julian stands up and paces, trying to process what just happened. Beat.

KORA:
What do I do?

Julian opens his mouth but cannot think of an answer. His secretary walks in.

SECRETARY:
Mr. Aldwin, your four o’
clock is here.

JULIAN:
I gotta go, Kora. Keep yourself
surrounded by potential witnesses,
okay?

KORA:
Okay.

Kora leaves.

The Obsessive, Part 6

INT. KORA’S ROOM. NIGHT.

Kora angrily gets ready for a shower.

HAROLD (O.S.):
Kora, I’m picking your brother
up from football practice.

KORA:
Whatever.

HAROLD (O.S.):
Are you okay?

KORA:
I’m fine!

HAROLD (O.S.):
Alright, I won’t be long.

Kora says nothing. After she hears him leave, she starts to leave the room. She hears Velos take a deep breath. She checks all over the room to places where a man could hide but sees no one. Though she feels uneasy, she leaves.

INT. KORA’S BATHROOM. NIGHT.

As Kora lays in the tub trying to relax, she hears more heavy breathing. She looks around and can tell the sound is coming from just outside the door.

KORA:
Who are you? Show yourself!

The door cracks open, and Kora clearly expects the worst. Micky pops in.

KORA:
Oh, it’s you.

Micky stares at her fixedly.

KORA:
Micky, why are you watching me?
You never do that.

Micky stares and sits completely still. Kora is suspicious and bathes as concealed as she can get.

INT. VELOS’S LAIR.

Velos watches her bathe through the eyes of the cat. He puts his hand down his pants and continues watching.

INT. KORA’S ROOM NIGHT.

After Kora has finished bathing, she goes to her room. Before she takes off her robe, Micky pushes his way in.

KORA:
No, Micky! You leave!

The cat does not move.

KORA:
Get out of here!

She pushes the cat, but the cat does not move.

KORA:
Get out!

VELOS:
(through the cat)
I can’t! I love you too much!

Kora screams.

INT. LIVING ROOM. NIGHT.

Harold and Dylan arrive when they hear Kora’s scream. They run up to help.

INT. KORA’S ROOM. NIGHT.

Harold and Dylan run in to see Kora backed into a corner of her bed as far away from Micky as she can get. Micky stays firmly by the door.

HAROLD:
What’s going on?

KORA:
The cat talked to me! Like he moved
his fucking lips and said he loved me!

DYLAN:
The cat said that?

KORA:
Yes! I saw his lips moving! But it
wasn’t like he was trying to be
sweet. He sounded like…

HAROLD:
You’ve had a stressful day.
Get some rest.

Harold and Dylan start to leave.

KORA:
Wait! Take that thing away from
me!

Harold and Dylan give her a look, but Dylan stoops down to take the cat. Micky digs his claws into the rug, and Dylan cannot move him. Harold stoops down and releases the cat’s claws. Micky looks mad as Dylan takes him out of the room. Harold looks at Kora, worried, then leaves. Kora, still freaked out, gets off the bed.

INT. COFFEEHOUSE. DAY.

Kora stands in line at a coffee shop. JESSE (handsome male barista) sees her and smiles. She smiles back shyly. When she gets to the register, Jesse takes her order.

JESSE:
What’ll you have?

KORA:
A medium latte, please.

Jesse picks up a medium cup and writes her order on it.

JESSE:
Can I have your name?

KORA:
Kora, with a K.

JESSE:
Okay, Kora with a K, can I
get your number?

Kora blushes.

BARISTA SUPERVISOR:
Not on company time, Jesse.

JESSE:
I get off at two.

She digs out her wallet, but Jesse gestures to stop.

JESSE:
It’s on me!

He pours her the drink and hands it to her. The supervisor comes over and looks mad. Kora slips away, smiling.

EXT. COFFEESHOP. DAY.

Kora, wearing a very tight, sexy outfit, heads to the coffee shop. She stops to check herself out in a car window. She makes a couple of adjustments and then keeps walking. She comes to a chair outside and sees the back of Jesse’s head. She taps it playfully. Jesse falls to the floor. She immediately goes down to help him, turns him over, and sees that he has been stabbed. Her eyes go wide.

KORA:
Oh my god!

EXT. COFFEESHOP. DAY.

Kora talks to a couple of police officers outside the coffee shop, which is now surrounded by crime scene tape. Andrew arrives on the scene (now mustache free). He goes over to Kora.

ANDREW:
Wow, this is the second murder scene
you’ve been connected to in the last
twenty-four hours!

KORA:
Are you kidding me? They both have
been coincidences!

ANDREW:
Two homicides within twenty-four
hours in a big city like this?
That’s not a coincidence! You are
connected to these murders.

KORA:
Yesterday, you accused me of killing
someone I hated. This is different. I
was gonna go on my first date in four
years!

ANDREW:
It’s all about sex then. Keres advanced
on you, so you killed him. Today
presented another opportunity to do it,
so you stopped it the possibility from
happening.

KORA:
That’s stupid! If I didn’t wanna sleep
with him, I would’ve stayed home.

ANDREW:
I better set out a warning to all of the
men in San Francisco to watch out for the
black widow! Gotta protect any man you
want to sleep with.

KORA:
Well, I guess that means you’re
safe!

Andrew frowns.

ANDREW:
I’m gonna have to have a female
officer come search you.

KORA:
My outfit is skin tight. You could
see if I had a weapon!

She spins around to show him. He rustles her hair a little and peeks inside her small purse.

ANDREW:
You can go. Just remember we can test
DNA from crime scenes now, so if you
left any trace of yourself at another
murder, I’ll be back.

KORA:
I’m not worried. I did nothing wrong!

She starts to leave.

ANDREW:
If you know who is connected to
this, you need to tell me!

Kora turns back to him.

KORA:
I don’t know anyone who would…

She stops mid-sentence, remembering.

ANDREW:
Aha! You do know something!

KORA:
Goodbye!

She storms away. Andrew wants to follow, but the officers stop him, shaking their heads.

The Obsessive, Part 5

INT. TROLLEY. DAY.

Kora sits in a crowded trolley car. The lady next to her is doing her make up. Out of the corner of Kora’s eye, she thins she sees some cold eyes looking at her from the mirror. She turns and looks at the mirror. All she can see is the lady doing her make up. Kora looks confused.

EXT. OFFICE BUILDING. DAY.

As Kora walks towards the entrance, she slips, but someone catches her.

KORA:
Thank you!

Kora looks around and sees no one. She frowns and walks inside the office building.

INT. KERES’S OFFICE. DAY.

Kora enters into an office and speaks with a man whose desk labels him as John KERES.

KERES:
Hello! I’m John Keres, the hiring manager
for Globalnet Finanical Investments. Have
a seat.

Kora sits down.

KERES:
Do you have any experience in finance
or business?

KORA:
No, but I have a bachelor’s degree.

KERES:
What was your major?

KORA:
English. And I started a graduate
in Education but-

KERES:
Do you have experience in sales?
Office management?

KORA:
For a while, I was a cashier at
Montgomery Wards.

KERES:
Okay, great. So, what is your
availability like?

KORA:
I’m completely open.

KERES:
Can you come in on Monday?

KORA:
For a second interview?

KERES:
No, I’d like you start working.

KORA:
I got the job? Just like that?
Oh, thank you! Did you like my
job experience then?

KERES:
No, I like your ta-tas.

KORA:
Excuse me?

KERES:
I should say the company likes your
ta-tas. We like to have a girl on
our staff because other financial
investors tend to donate more when
they see an attractive woman.

KORA:
So, I wouldn’t be doing any actual
work? I thought you were advertising
for a financial assistant!

KERES:
And you would be assisting us. Just
wear a tight blouse and act like you
understand what the men are saying.

KORA:
I understand a lot about finances!
My dad is a bank manager.

KERES:
Sweetie, you don’t need to use your
brains anymore. You’ll be making twice
as much as you did at Montgomery Ward
but all you gotta do is look pretty.
Like modeling.

KORA:
Without the dignity!

KERES:
What? You’re offended? You feel
complimented!

KORA:
I don’t want your job if it means
a lack of respect! Find another
pin up, dickhead!

Kora storms out. Keres raises his eyebrows, shakes his head, and throws away her paperwork.

INT. BAR. NIGHT.

Kora and Julian sit on a couch in a trendy bar.

JULIAN:
What a pig! You should sue him!

KORA:
Yeah right.

JULIAN:
Seriously, sexual harassment victims
can sue for thousands. I’m talking
six figures.

KORA:
Yeah, and I’m sure his high priced
lawyers will claim I’m just trying
to pull a scam since I’m having so
much trouble finding work. I don’t
want that drama. All I want to do is
find a job!

JULIAN:
You don’t just want a job. You want the
job. Otherwise you would’ve taken that slimeball’s
offer.

KORA:
I guess I just feel like I belong somewhere.
I’ve been in the Bay Area, away, and back
again. Why is it so much trouble for me?

JULIAN:
You got standards. Like, look at our dating
history. Do I get more dates than you? Yes.
But I’m not going for the stable guys with
a future.

KORA:
But you have a stable job.

JULIAN:
Yeah, I got my life, so a man would have
to be pretty darn special to change that.
But my point is most people settles for
something that makes money. You want
something that makes you happy. Take your
time ’cause that won’t be easy to find!

KORA:
I can’t just take my time. I already have
bill collectors bugging me about my
student loans. I feel so hopeless!

RANDY (a sleazy bar patron) sits on the arm of the couch next to Kora.

RANDY:
You feel low? I’ll raise you up!

KORA:
Who do you think you are to just
go up to a girl and say that?

RANDY:
Name’s Randolph, but girls call me
Randy ’cause that’s how I make them
feel.

KORA:
Ugh! I’ve had enough creeps today.
Get lost!

Randy attempts to touch her, but Kora pushes his hand away, which causes Randy to spill his drink on her blouse. Kora marches straight to the bathroom, very angry.

INT. BAR BATHROOM. NIGHT.

Kora slams the bathroom door closed. She looks at the red stain on her blouse and growls. She tries wiping it off with a paper towel, but it doesn’t come out. She thrusts the paper towel into the trash and takes off her blouse. Her white camisole is low cut, and as she tries scrubbing out the stain with soap and water, she does not notice Velos appear in the mirror. He looks down her cleavage and smiles pervertedly. He watches her chest moving while she cleans.

VELOS:
Oh yeah!

Kora hears this. She looks around the bathroom but sees no one. Velos disappears from the mirror, but Kora catches a glimpse of his eyes. She does not understand what just happened, but she feels a little violated. She grabs her blouse, quickly puts it on, and rushes out of the bathroom.

INT. BAR. NIGHT.

Kora rushes up to Julian.

JULIAN:
Don’t worry, Randy’s gone. Started
hitting on some slutty girl that he
says looks like Debbie Gibson. I’m
like please, she is no Deb-

KORA:
Skipper! I think someone is following
me!

JULIAN:
Someone in this bar, you mean?

KORA:
No! All morning I saw shadows
everywhere. And after I tripped this
afternoon, someone caught me and
disappeared. And just now, in the
bathroom, I saw a guy in the mirror
watching me.

JULIAN:
There’s a man in the ladies’ room?

KORA:
No, he was in the mirror.

JULIAN:
Like it was a two way?

KORA:
Sorta. But as soon as I noticed
he was there, he disappeared.

JULIAN:
Okay, if you file a police report,
you’ll need a to have a little more
proof. Wait til you’re completely
sober and get a long enough look to
get a description.

KORA:
Can we just get out of here?

JULIAN:
Of course! You call me if he
causes you anymore problems!

KORA:
Thanks Skipper!

He gives her a hug, and they leave together.

INT. KORA’S LIVING ROOM. NIGHT.

Kora bursts into the living room, not paying attention to why her father was in the room.

KORA:
I’ve had the worst day!

HAROLD:
Kora…

KORA:
This town is full of perverted men!
Why can’t I seem to get rid of them?

HAROLD:
Kora-

KORA:
The fact that my blouse is ruined is
the least of my problems! That interview
I went to was a disaster! That man outright
said he liked my ta-tas! Can you believe
that? I wanted to kill him!

HAROLD:
KORA! We have a visitor!

Kora had been so busy ranting that she didn’t realize a man was sitting on the chair. ANDREW (looks like Greek Andrew but with a thin mustache and detective clothing) turns around.

KORA:
Oh! Oh gosh! I’m so sorry! I’ll
just go upstairs so you two can
talk alone.

Kora starts to go upstairs.

ANDREW:
Actually, I’m here to talk to you.

Kora stops and turns to him.

ANDREW:
Detective Andrew Zalman, homicide.

KORA:
Homicide?

ANDREW:
Yes, homicide. I’m investigating
the murder of John Keres.

KORA:
He’s dead? No way! I just saw him
this afternoon!

ANDREW:
I know. you, apparently, were the
last one to see him alive. We found
your resume on top of his desk. It
was covered in blood.

KORA:
Wow. So was he shot or stabbed?

ANDREW:
Why don’t you tell me?

KORA:
What’s that supposed to mean?

ANDREW:
Did you kill him?

KORA:
What? No!

ANDREW:
You just said you wanted to.

KORA:
Not literally! The guy was a
scumbag, but I’d never kill him
over it! For god’s sake, my best
friend’s a lawyer! I’m on the
law enforcement’s side!

ANDREW:
Alright, alright. If you didn’t
kill him, then you must’ve seen
who did.

KORA:
No. I was so made that I stormed
out. I used a pay phone to call my
friend to meet for drinks. Some
people passed by on the street, but
I wasn’t paying attention to their
faces.

Kora starts to head upstairs again.

ANDREW:
Where are you going?

KORA:
Upstairs. You’re added to list of
men who offended me today!

Kora starts going upstairs again.

ANDREW:
So, you have nothing else to say
to me?

KORA:
Yeah, that mustache makes you look
like a dweeb!

HAROLD:
Kora!

Kora goes upstairs. SOUND EFFECT-Kora slams her door.

ANDREW:
If she remembers anything else,
have her call me.

Andrew hands him a business card.

HAROLD:
Yes, sir.

As Andrew leaves, he feels his mustache and ponders.