Mémoires meurtrières: The Return Of Mary Bell
Summary: Child murderer Mary Bell turns up to haunt Pleasantville-she doesn't have her sights set on Tommy, but rather any able bodied human... who happens
to be an unsuspecting Goth named Merton Dingle.
Disclaimer: I realize that Mary Bell is probably still alive, but rather than rag on me for that, just
pretend she's dead. Thanks.
Note: Sorry about all this, but I am rewriting this. Everything started to get a little confusing, and it
was really rushed... and out of character.
{Scene: Library: next day: late afternoon}
{Tommy and Lori are seated at a large wooden table, books in front of both of them. Lori flips through the pages furiously, then pushes the book aside, grabbing for another one. The books all look as if they belonged in Merton's collection rather than the many the library held. The covers were dusty, and cracked.}
Tommy: There's nothing worth using in these...
Lori: Well, I doubt Mary bell would be in any books. You should try the Internet.
Tommy: Right.
{Tommy gets up, and goes to the counter by a door marked with an exit sign. The clerk is working at the computer, yet looks up as soon as Tommy approaches her.}
Clerk: Can I help you?
Tommy: I need to borrow one of your computers for a school report.
Clerk: Ok, sure. *looks down to a piece of paper* Im sorry, all the computers are filled. Would you like me to notify you when one becomes available?
Tommy: Uh, no... that's ok.*walks away*
Lori: Hey, here's something.
Tommy: What?
Lori: No, not about Mary- about Clara Barton
Tommy: Clara who?
Lori: Clara Barton, she was the founder of the red cross.
Tommy: Ooh that Clara... heh
Lori: Tommy, you have no idea who Im talking about, do you?
Tommy: Not a clue.
Lori: Why don't you try some other books... or go over to Merton's and use his computer. Im staying here.
Tommy: That's not a bad idea, I guess I'll be seeing you later then.
Lori: See ya.
{Tommy places the books on a cart, and heads out of the library in the direction of Merton's house. The sidewalks are slicked down with freshly fallen rain, and only a few cars pass. Once he gets to the lair, he opens the door and steps inside. The lair is dark, Merton's still in bed. Only one candle is lit, and it sits near the bathroom door; the wax dripping to the floor.}
Tommy: Merton?
{Merton stirs, and turns to Tommy, staring at him through half opened eyes. He rubs his eyes, and yawns, sitting up in his bed.}
Tommy: What are you doing in bed so late?
Merton: Hm? Oh, I slept in late... I didn't get much in the way of sleep last night.
Tommy: How come?
Merton: I had a weird dream, at least I think that was what it was, but I couldn't get to sleep afterwards.
Tommy: Oh, yeah? Lets hear it.
Merton: I don't quite remember all of it, but a girl came over, and asked for me to help her home... and... ugh.
Tommy: Doesn't sound that weird.
Merton: Eh, I guess it does lose something in the retelling, huh?
Tommy: Well, Im sure it was nothing. Did you know who the girl was?
Merton: Uh... she said her name... I think it started with an M.. Marty... Maury... Mary! Speaking of Mary, how did the search at the Library go?
Tommy: Oh, it was a no go. I didn't find anything in those books... that's pretty much why Im here in the first place.
Merton:*Touch of an English accent* The power's out.
Tommy:*confused* What?
Merton: The powers out.
Tommy: Why?
Merton: I don't know, it just is. You best get going.
Tommy: Ok... See you tomorrow then?
Merton: Yeah, ok.
{Tommy shakes his head, and turns for the door. He glances back at Merton, who is now turned in the opposite direction, asleep. When he leaves, he closes the door behind him. As he heads back to the library.}
{Scene: Library}
{Lori is still seated at the table reading out of a history text book. She looks up to Tommy, confused.}
Lori: I thought you went to Merton's.
Tommy: I did, he was acting weird... I mean everything was fine, and I hinted that I was going to use his computer and he like freaked out. He said the power was out and told me to leave. He did say he had a weird dream, maybe that had something to do with it, but there was something about his voice that just didn't seem right.
Lori: It's probably just another one of his phases.
Tommy: Yeah, maybe... but It just didn't seem like Merton.
Lori: Maybe he'll be better tomorrow.
Tommy: Yeah.
Lori: Hey, I was just getting ready to leave, you want to head on over to the factory?
Tommy: Sure.
{Scene: The Factory}
{Lori and Tommy are sitting at a table near the door. A few glasses sit in front of them, along with paper plates. Scraps of food still linger on the left over plates. Tommy stuffs a few things into his mouth, and pushes the plate in front of him aside.}
Lori: Jeeze, Tommy. You think you've eaten enough?
Tommy: *sigh* Full moon tonight, besides a growing wolf has to eat.
Lori: Right.
{Merton enters the Factory, and saunters over to the table. He takes a seat beside Tommy, and smiles.}
Merton: Hey, guys... what's up?
Tommy: Nothing, I thought your were asleep...
Merton: Yeah, I just got up. Crazy night.
Tommy: How'd you know we were here anyway?
Merton: Ah, the good old Dingle instincts!*pause* Your mom said you called and told her you would be here.
Lori: Merton, is everything ok?
Merton: Sure, why wouldn't it be?
Lori: Tommy said you were acting strange.
Merton: What?
Tommy: Yeah, when I went over to your house earlier today.
Merton:*Touch of an English accent* I was half asleep!
Tommy: Sorry, jeeze, I was just saying.*whispering to Lori* See, his voice...
Lori: Huh?
Tommy: His voice, its like he has an accent.
Lori: I didn't notice.
Tommy: *sigh* Maybe I need some sleep.*pause* Full moon, Merton. See you later.
Merton: Right.
{Tommy walks off, disappearing into the crowd of people. Merton leans over to Lori, and smiles.}
Merton: You're pretty.
Lori:*pushes Merton away* Jee, thanks, Merton... but we've been through this before, you have your space, and I have mine.
Merton: *sighs* Your space is sooo much better.
Lori: Merton, snap out of it!
Merton: Of what?
Lori: Just... just go away!
Merton:*heavy English accent* Im sorry, I don't know what's come over me.
Lori: What is up with your voice? Tommy was right... there's something going on... Ugh, Im going. See you later.
{Lori gets up, and leaves. Merton sits by himself at the table. He looks around, and gets up. His eyes glow pink, and once again, Child's laughter fills the air. Merton begins to walk faster, heading for the door.}
Merton: *smiles* Lori... come back... I want to play.
END
A/N: I hope its not rushed! Lol, and I hope you liked it!
Summary: Child murderer Mary Bell turns up to haunt Pleasantville-she doesn't have her sights set on Tommy, but rather any able bodied human... who happens
to be an unsuspecting Goth named Merton Dingle.
Disclaimer: I realize that Mary Bell is probably still alive, but rather than rag on me for that, just
pretend she's dead. Thanks.
Note: Sorry about all this, but I am rewriting this. Everything started to get a little confusing, and it
was really rushed... and out of character.
{Scene: Library: next day: late afternoon}
{Tommy and Lori are seated at a large wooden table, books in front of both of them. Lori flips through the pages furiously, then pushes the book aside, grabbing for another one. The books all look as if they belonged in Merton's collection rather than the many the library held. The covers were dusty, and cracked.}
Tommy: There's nothing worth using in these...
Lori: Well, I doubt Mary bell would be in any books. You should try the Internet.
Tommy: Right.
{Tommy gets up, and goes to the counter by a door marked with an exit sign. The clerk is working at the computer, yet looks up as soon as Tommy approaches her.}
Clerk: Can I help you?
Tommy: I need to borrow one of your computers for a school report.
Clerk: Ok, sure. *looks down to a piece of paper* Im sorry, all the computers are filled. Would you like me to notify you when one becomes available?
Tommy: Uh, no... that's ok.*walks away*
Lori: Hey, here's something.
Tommy: What?
Lori: No, not about Mary- about Clara Barton
Tommy: Clara who?
Lori: Clara Barton, she was the founder of the red cross.
Tommy: Ooh that Clara... heh
Lori: Tommy, you have no idea who Im talking about, do you?
Tommy: Not a clue.
Lori: Why don't you try some other books... or go over to Merton's and use his computer. Im staying here.
Tommy: That's not a bad idea, I guess I'll be seeing you later then.
Lori: See ya.
{Tommy places the books on a cart, and heads out of the library in the direction of Merton's house. The sidewalks are slicked down with freshly fallen rain, and only a few cars pass. Once he gets to the lair, he opens the door and steps inside. The lair is dark, Merton's still in bed. Only one candle is lit, and it sits near the bathroom door; the wax dripping to the floor.}
Tommy: Merton?
{Merton stirs, and turns to Tommy, staring at him through half opened eyes. He rubs his eyes, and yawns, sitting up in his bed.}
Tommy: What are you doing in bed so late?
Merton: Hm? Oh, I slept in late... I didn't get much in the way of sleep last night.
Tommy: How come?
Merton: I had a weird dream, at least I think that was what it was, but I couldn't get to sleep afterwards.
Tommy: Oh, yeah? Lets hear it.
Merton: I don't quite remember all of it, but a girl came over, and asked for me to help her home... and... ugh.
Tommy: Doesn't sound that weird.
Merton: Eh, I guess it does lose something in the retelling, huh?
Tommy: Well, Im sure it was nothing. Did you know who the girl was?
Merton: Uh... she said her name... I think it started with an M.. Marty... Maury... Mary! Speaking of Mary, how did the search at the Library go?
Tommy: Oh, it was a no go. I didn't find anything in those books... that's pretty much why Im here in the first place.
Merton:*Touch of an English accent* The power's out.
Tommy:*confused* What?
Merton: The powers out.
Tommy: Why?
Merton: I don't know, it just is. You best get going.
Tommy: Ok... See you tomorrow then?
Merton: Yeah, ok.
{Tommy shakes his head, and turns for the door. He glances back at Merton, who is now turned in the opposite direction, asleep. When he leaves, he closes the door behind him. As he heads back to the library.}
{Scene: Library}
{Lori is still seated at the table reading out of a history text book. She looks up to Tommy, confused.}
Lori: I thought you went to Merton's.
Tommy: I did, he was acting weird... I mean everything was fine, and I hinted that I was going to use his computer and he like freaked out. He said the power was out and told me to leave. He did say he had a weird dream, maybe that had something to do with it, but there was something about his voice that just didn't seem right.
Lori: It's probably just another one of his phases.
Tommy: Yeah, maybe... but It just didn't seem like Merton.
Lori: Maybe he'll be better tomorrow.
Tommy: Yeah.
Lori: Hey, I was just getting ready to leave, you want to head on over to the factory?
Tommy: Sure.
{Scene: The Factory}
{Lori and Tommy are sitting at a table near the door. A few glasses sit in front of them, along with paper plates. Scraps of food still linger on the left over plates. Tommy stuffs a few things into his mouth, and pushes the plate in front of him aside.}
Lori: Jeeze, Tommy. You think you've eaten enough?
Tommy: *sigh* Full moon tonight, besides a growing wolf has to eat.
Lori: Right.
{Merton enters the Factory, and saunters over to the table. He takes a seat beside Tommy, and smiles.}
Merton: Hey, guys... what's up?
Tommy: Nothing, I thought your were asleep...
Merton: Yeah, I just got up. Crazy night.
Tommy: How'd you know we were here anyway?
Merton: Ah, the good old Dingle instincts!*pause* Your mom said you called and told her you would be here.
Lori: Merton, is everything ok?
Merton: Sure, why wouldn't it be?
Lori: Tommy said you were acting strange.
Merton: What?
Tommy: Yeah, when I went over to your house earlier today.
Merton:*Touch of an English accent* I was half asleep!
Tommy: Sorry, jeeze, I was just saying.*whispering to Lori* See, his voice...
Lori: Huh?
Tommy: His voice, its like he has an accent.
Lori: I didn't notice.
Tommy: *sigh* Maybe I need some sleep.*pause* Full moon, Merton. See you later.
Merton: Right.
{Tommy walks off, disappearing into the crowd of people. Merton leans over to Lori, and smiles.}
Merton: You're pretty.
Lori:*pushes Merton away* Jee, thanks, Merton... but we've been through this before, you have your space, and I have mine.
Merton: *sighs* Your space is sooo much better.
Lori: Merton, snap out of it!
Merton: Of what?
Lori: Just... just go away!
Merton:*heavy English accent* Im sorry, I don't know what's come over me.
Lori: What is up with your voice? Tommy was right... there's something going on... Ugh, Im going. See you later.
{Lori gets up, and leaves. Merton sits by himself at the table. He looks around, and gets up. His eyes glow pink, and once again, Child's laughter fills the air. Merton begins to walk faster, heading for the door.}
Merton: *smiles* Lori... come back... I want to play.
END
A/N: I hope its not rushed! Lol, and I hope you liked it!