CHECKOUT LADY: You girls gonna have to hurry it up. We're under curfew TATUM: Two minutes tops.
They make a beeline for the junk food section as the CAMERA FOLLOWS them, TILTING UP to a round security mirror that hangs above the aisle. The GHOST FIGURE is glimpsed emerging from a sid door in the back of the store.
SCENE 2
Sid pushes the cart out the glass door with Tatum riding it. The GHOST MASKED FIGURE is nowhere to be found.
SIDNEY : What do you think about when you have sex?
TATUM: With Stu, there's little time to stop and reflect, But sometimes, to relax and get in the mood, I think about Grant Goodeve
Sid pushes the cart and Tatum across the street.
SIDNEY: Who?
TATUM: Grant Goodeve-the oldest brother on "Eight is Enough." Remember that show? He was the one who lived off alone. He would come around now and then with his guitar and sing "Eight is enough to fill our lives with love..." He had all those brain-dead sisters and that idiot brother from "Charles in Charge." God, I was in love with Grant. He was so hot. The show came on every dat after school right during my puberty years. Grant Goodeve was very instrumental in my maturing as a woman.
SIDNEY: But how does that get you in the mood with Stu?
TATUM: During foreplay, I sing the theme song to my self, "Eight is enough to fill our lives with love..." It's a real turn-on
SIDNEY: No way.
TATUM: I'm convinced the lyrics had a secret meaning, "Eight is enough...."
Sid pushes the cart up to Dewey's Jeep. Tatum hops off
SIDNEY: What do you mean? Like a satanical thing?
TATUM: Watch the show, Sid. His basket is bigger that the one your pushing.
SIDNEY: Tatum!
TATUM: Oh, Sid. What? A guy can talk tits till he's dead but the minute you mention an eight-inch weenie. Watch out.
Sidney stops short of a laugh. Tatum opens the back Jeep door, loading the groceries in. Behind her, a FIGURE appears, just out of their sight, behind the Jeep's open back door.
TATUM: There's that sense of humor. I knew it still existed. Oh, Sid,let's have some fun tonight.
SIDNEY: Deal.
Sidney moves to the back door and closes it shut, when from behind.... DEWEY stands. Sid jumps, startled.
DEWEY: You girls ready? Looks like I'm your personal bodyguard tonight, Sid.
TATUM: No, Dewey. You'll ruin the whole night.
DEWEY: Sorry, police orders. I'll stay out of the way, I promise.
TATUM: Shit.
Tatum kicks the shopping cart out of the way, blindly. It slams into a near by trash can. PAN DOWN to a crumple, dicarded ghost costume that lies wedged in the trash.