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Leprechaun Back to Tha Hood Script Part 3

Dated September 2002
Written by Steve Ayromlooi
In Tha Hood Productions

The more interesting variations from the finished movie are marked in red.
 

63 INT BATHROOM - DAY

Lisa is alone running a hot bath.

INT. LISA'S ROOM - DAY

She looks at an acceptance letter from a college. She checks the box where it says that she will be attending class in the fall.

LISA: How bad could it be, anyway?

She hears a door CREAK.

She turns as the door creaks open. She gets up and looks to see nothing. She steps out into the living room. It is empty.

She steps back inside and hears FOOTSTEPS. Something passes behind her.

She whips around and sees nothing.

She hears a cabinet SLAMMING in the kitchen.

65 INT. KITCHEN

She walks into the kitchen. Everything seems normal. She grabs a cleaver off the counter and walks up to a cabinet. She grabs the hand and SWINGS it open.

Nothing.

Then another and another. She finds nothing. She puts the cleaver away and walks out of the room.

She hears a cabinet slam and she turns around and every cabinet has been opened and its contents spilled out on the floor.

She grabs the cleaver and runs down the hallway. She grabs a cordless phone and starts dialing.

66 INT. EMILY'S HOUSE - DAY

The phone rings in the empty house.

67 INT. LISA'S HOME - DAY

LISA: Emily, pick up.

She hears FOOTSTEPS and turns around. Nothing. More FOOTSTEPS. She looks all around, spinning round and round.

She runs down the hall as the Leprechaun tackles her. She drops the phone as he attacks.

She swings with the cleaver and cuts him. He shrieks in pain as he lashes out, knocking the cleaver from her hand. He grabs his arm in pain as Lisa bolts away.

68 INT. BATHROOM

She runs into the bathroom and locks the door. The room is all steamy. She huddles in the corner as the Leprechaun slams into the door. The hinges rattle.

Lisa screams. The door is about to come off the frame.

LISA: Get away! Leave me alone...

The Leprechaun's fist bursts through the door. He sticks his head through the hole in the door.

LEPRECHAUN: Get in the bath. I like my girls nice and clean.

Lisa grabs a bottle of hairspray on the counter and takes out her lighter. She does a flamethrower at the Leprechaun through the hole in the door.

He shrieks in pain and runs off.

She walks to the door, touches the handle and opens the door. There is nothing in the hallway. She grabs the phone off the floor and steps back into the bathroom. She dials 911.

The phone rings.

LISA: Come on, come on...

Behind her the Leprechaun rises out of the bathtub. He is singed and steaming. She turns around.

OPERATOR: (V.O.) 911 do you have an emergency...

The Leprechaun leaps at her. She screams.

OPERATOR: (V.O.) (CONT'D) Is anyone there, hello...

Blood spatters into the bathtub and on the wall.

From the bottom of the tub we look up to see the Leprechaun struggling with Lisa. He dunks her head into the tub. She screams her last breath as the water clouds red with her blood.

69 INT. YOLANDA'S SALON - DAY

Doria with her Julia Roberts hair is back. She is naked and laying out on a table in a small room - she wants a massage.

EMILY: Come on. It's my last day, how can you do me like this?

YOLANDA: Hey. This may be your last day but you are on my clock, got it?

EMILY: This isn't fair. It'll take me three hours to rub her down. I'm outta here.

YOLANDA: What? Girl, you better start rubbin' her down and leave her satisfied. I kept you employed even through all your bullshit with Rory - where you would come in all spaced out and didn't do shit for a month. Now I don't know what bad shit you're mixed up in, all of a sudden, but I don't like it. The Emily I remember always kept her word.

EMILY: I'll start right away.

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70 INT. YOLANDA'S SALON BACK ROOM - DAY

Emily rubbing down Doria. She is moaning loud as Emily's hands run over her large rotund frame.

DORIA: Girl, I don't know how you get so much strength out of those little arms. That's the shit. Doria needs more of that.

Emily tries to use more oil but the bottle is dry. She throws it into a pile of three other empty containers in the corner.

EMILY: I need more oil.

DORIA: How small they make those bottles?

EMILY: (under her breath) They don't make them in beached whale size.

DORIA: What?

EMILY: Nothing. I'll be back in a sec.

DORIA: Get the Caribbean Coconut, that shit is the bomb.

Emily goes into a supply closet.

The Leprechaun steps into the salon and sees Doria laying face down on the massage table. Even he winces.

DORIA: (CONT'D) Hurry up. Come back here and start rubbing me before I cool down.

The Leprechaun can't help himself. He jumps onto the table and starts to rub her with his gnarly hands.

DORIA: (CONT'D) Ohhh, yes. That's it. You hit the spot.

71 INT. YOLANDA'S SALON - CLOSET - SAME

Emily is searching for oil. She picks one up but it reads "Caribbean Sunset". She keeps looking.

72 INT. YOLANDA'S SALON - SAME

Doria is moaning in ecstasy. The Leprechaun is barefoot on her back. His gnarly feet are all spiky and unkempt.

DORIA: You've got magic in those little hands.

LEPRECHAUN: I always have had a way with the ladies.

Doria's eyes shoot open.

73 INT. YOLANDA'S SALON - CLOSET - SAME

Emily finds the right oil. Suddenly Doria SHRIEKS OUT. The bottle drops to the floor as Emily bolts out.

74 INT. YOLANDA'S SALON

Emily sees Doria wrestling with the Leprechaun. He uses one of her long red weaves to strangle her.

LEPRECHAUN: I guess I won't be getting a tip then.

He turns to Emily.

LEPRECHAUN: (CONT'D) You have me treasure. Don't deny it. I can smell it on you.

Emily runs for the door but a scissor whizzes by and impales itself in the wall inches from her head.

She looks and the Leprechaun throws another pair of scissors at her. They fly across the room like Chinese stars.

Emily ducks as they stick deep into the wall.

He corners her and she grabs the jar of blue disinfectant, with all the combs and scissors in it, and smashes it over his head. She runs for the door.

The Leprechaun jumps on top of her and pins her in a chair. He has a pair of scissors and he is trying to stab her in the face.

She reaches back and grabs a pair of clippers. They BUZZ on. The Leprechaun looks up and she shoves it into his eye. The BUZZ gurgles as blood pours from his eye.

He falls to the floor with the clipper imbedded in his head. Emily runs off and he tries to chase her but he is yanked back because of the cord from the clippers.

He pulls the clipper out of his eye and looks to see the door swing close. He gets up and sees his reflection in the mirror.

LEPRECHAUN: (CONT'D) Time for a makeover.

75 EXT. STREETS - DAY

Emily is running down the street.

76 INT. YOLANDA'S SALON

The Leprechaun looks in the mirror and pulls out his damaged eye. It falls to the floor and rolls to Camera.

A new eye sprouts out and heals around the socket.

LEPRECHAUN: Irish eyes are smiling again.

77 EXT. STREETS - DAY

Emily finds Rory, and Chanel.

EMILY: We can't spend any of the gold. There's something - a Leprechaun. He wants the gold back. He's the one who killed that fool at the party.

RORY: What the hell are you talking about? Have you been smoking Jamie's stash?

CHANEL: Girl, you actin' all crazy. You need to chill. Talking about Leprechauns and shit. Damn, Rory, this bitch is crazy.

Emily clocks Chanel, knocking her down.

Rory is shocked. Chanel gets up and looks like she is about to start crying.

Rory soothes her as the waterworks begin.

EMILY: If we don't get everyone together, right now, we are all going to die. So we can't spend any more of the gold, understand?!?

Just then Jamie pulls up in a tricked out '64 Impala and steps out in a full-length fur coat, and he is iced up nicely with diamond earrings, diamond necklace and a platinum diamond Cartier on his wrist.

JAMIE: What up, dog?

EMILY: Let's get Lisa.

Chanel hops on the back of Rory's bike.

EMILY: (CONT'D) This ain't her concern.

Rory looks at her for a moment and turns to Chanel.

RORY: Head home, I'll hit you up when this is over.

CHANEL: Uh uh. Whenever niggers split up is when they get killed. Don't you watch any movies?

RORY: You got nothing to do with this. Just head home and let me deal with this.

She hops off the bike.

78 EXT. STREETS - DAY

They haul ass to Lisa's house.

79 INT. LISA'S HOME - DAY

They run through the hallway and into the bathroom.

They find Lisa's body.

RORY: Shit...

Sirens approach in the distance. Rory grabs Emily and exits.

80 INT. EMILY'S HOUSE - DAY

Emily is in tears. Jamie is in shock, staring off into nowhere.

JAMIE: I can't believe she's gone.

RORY: I'm sorry, Emm. I know how much she meant to you.

EMILY: Did you?

RORY: What next?

EMILY: (wiping tears from her face) We return the gold.

RORY: There's gotta be another way. Maybe we can keep some of it.

EMILY: So, it's agreed then. We return the gold, or what's left. Maybe that will stop all this.

They all nod reluctantly.

Emily opens the empty treasure chest.

EMILY: (CONT'D) Everybody ante up.

Emily has a stack of thirty-five coins. Jamie has about twenty. Rory fishes out two coins.

EMILY: (CONT'D) That's it!?! (grabs Rory's two coins) That's all you have left?

RORY: Hey, easy come, easy go.

EMILY: We're fucked. You did it again. How could you spend all of it?

She grabs the treasure chest and throws it at him. He ducks.

It hits to the ground and shuts itself as it flips over. She bends down to pick it up but it won't budge.

EMILY: (CONT'D) Damn, it's heavy.

She flicks the lock open and can't believe what she sees.

THE BOX IS FILLED WITH GOLD AGAIN.

They all gather around it and are in shock.

RORY: Impossible.

Emily turns the box over and empties all the gold. She shuts the lock and looks at Jamie and Rory.

JAMIE: What are you waiting for?

She opens it and again it is filled. Rory grabs a handful of coins and lets it spill out through his fingers.

RORY: I say we hop into that '64 out front and light up outta here, and don't stop 'til Mexico.

Emily just stares at him. He turns to Jamie.

RORY: (CONT'D) What do you think, partner?

Jamie turns away from him.

EMILY: We're not going anywhere with the gold, Rory. We're giving it up.

RORY: It's just a fucking shame.

He walks off. Emily follows him. Rory stops in front of a framed picture of him and Emily at the prom.

RORY: (CONT'D) Can't believe you left this up.

EMILY: It was only four months ago.

RORY: It was a lifetime ago... You're right, Emm, we'll give up the gold. It's the only play.

81 INT. BATHROOM - DAY

Emily washes her face. She stares at the mirror and hears an engine start up outside.

82 INT. EMILY'S HOUSE - DAY

She runs up to Jamie, who is sitting by himself.

EMILY: Where's Rory at?

JAMIE: He said he was going to get something from his bike.

EMILY: Where's the treasure? Oh, no.

83 EXT. EMILY'S HOUSE - DAY

They run outside and see Rory's bike is gone.

83A EXT. BOULEVARD - DAY

Rory barrels down the street. His eyes burn with conflict. The ROAR of the engine dies down. Things go silent. A FLASHBULB BURST can be heard.

84 OMIT

85 OMIT

86 OMIT

FLASHBACK

87 INT. BANQUET HALL

Teenage couples in formal wear line up for a PHOTOGRAPHER.

Rory stands awkwardly in his tux. Emily is beautiful in her white prom dress. She fixes his bow tie and whispers something in his ear. He smiles.

SLOW MOTION as she kisses him softly on the cheek. He is totally relaxed as they pose for the photographer.

The FLASH BURSTS.

87A EXT. BOULEVARD

The ROAR of the YAMAHA cuts back in as Rory slumps in his seat.

87B EXT. APARTMENT COMPLEX - DAY

He screeches to a stop, tears his helmet off and chucks it.

CHANEL: (O.S.) Hey baby...

Rory looks up and sees Chanel leaning out of a second floor window.

CHANEL: (CONT'D) I'll be right down.

Rory stares off into the distance as the sun sets.

89 INT. EMILY'S ROOM - NIGHT

Emily lies awake in the dark on her bed, staring at the ceiling. She gets up, flicks on a lamp, and picks up her application for Kansas State. She throws it in the garbage.

She rips down everything in her room that has a college on it. She breaks down and starts crying.

90 INT. EMILY'S ROOM

She pulls the covers off her bed and sees THE LEPRECHAUN in her bed.

LEPRECHAUN: Come to bed, my sweet.

She backs away.

EMILY: I don't have your gold anymore.

LEPRECHAUN: Oh, I know that. I'm not here for the gold. I'll track that thief down soon enough.

EMILY: What? What do you want?

LEPRECHAUN: Revenge.

He pulls out a pair of scissors.

LEPRECHAUN: (CONT'D) An eye for an eye.

Emily snaps and throws a dictionary at him. It knocks him down.

She hauls out of her house.

91 EXT. EMILY'S HOUSE - NIGHT

Emily turns and looks back. No one is coming out of the house.

Something RUSTLES in the tree above her. It is the Leprechaun on a limb. She turns and looks up as he pounces on her.

She is knocked onto her stomach. He grabs her hair. Emily grabs the scissors off the ground and cuts her hair, freeing her. She tries to stab him but he grabs her hand and forces the scissors out.

He laughs maniacally. She elbows him off her and tries to crawl away, but the Leprechaun grabs her leg.

LEPRECHAUN: What's that? Take a little more off the top?

He holds the scissors up.

Suddenly a motorcycle engine roars up. The Leprechaun turns around as RORY'S BAT clocks him off his feet.

Rory turns around and picks Emily up.

RORY: Get on the bike.

The Leprechaun is on the ground slowly getting back up. They take off on the bike.

92 EXT. STREETS - DAWN

They are roaring down the street.

EMILY: Stop.

RORY: What?

EMILY: Pull over now!

He pulls over. She gets off the bike, and he follows her.

RORY: We don't have time for this shit.

Whack! She clocks him in the face.

EMILY: Why should I trust you? You punk ass bitch. Everyone was right about you. You really are no good!

RORY: You're right. I ain't no good. But I'm trying, Emily. I'm trying to do the right thing.

The bike roars down the street with Emily and Rory.

93 OMIT

94 OMIT

95 INT. CHANEL'S HOUSE - DAY

Chanel is on her phone. There are two suitcases packed to bursting on her bed. She has gotten Rory's voicemail.

CHANEL: Rory, where the fuck you run off to? You better call me back. I ain't playin' with you.

She hears footsteps and turns. The Leprechaun is standing there.

CHANEL: (CONT'D) Who the fuck are you, crazy little motherfucker?

LEPRECHAUN: That gold didn't even belong to the one you stole if from.

He bares his claws. Chanel looks scared as she backs up.

CHANEL: Please, mister, don't hurt me. I ain't got nothing to do with this.

She pulls out a sawed-off shotgun from behind her dresser. And fires, sending the Leprechaun flying.

CHANEL: (CONT'D) Goddamn crazy crackers. Always breakin' into niggers' houses.

Suddenly the Leprechaun leaps up and attacks. She struggles, and he rips out her hair weaves and pins her down.

LEPRECHAUN: You have a great smile.

He pries open her mouth and sees the gold teeth.

LEPRECHAUN: (CONT'D) Say ahhh.

He reaches into her mouth as she struggles. Her eyes tear as the sound of BONES SNAPPING is heard.

96 EXT. BUILDING - DAY

Chanel's SCREAM pierces the night.

96A INT. CHANEL'S ROOM - SAME

The Leprechaun throws away a fleshy torn-up lower jawbone. As he walks by he smiles, revealing a set of gold-capped teeth that glint in the light.

97 EXT. BOULEVARD - DAY

A police cruiser is stopped at a red light.

98 INT. POLICE CAR - SAME

Thompson and Whitaker watch as Rory and Emily barrel by much faster than the posted speed limit.

Whitaker shakes his head.

WHITAKER: Hit it. Take the side street, and we'll cut him off.

Thompson screeches the car into reverse and makes a U-turn.

99 EXT. BOULEVARD

Rory races down the streets.

100 EXT. BACK STREETS

The police cruiser races down an adjacent street.

101 EXT. BOULEVARD

Rory's eyes widen as the POLICE CRUISER darts out in front of him from a side street, blocking his path.

He jams on the brakes and stops inches from it.

102 EXT. BOULEVARD - DAY

Thompson is twirling his MAGLIGHT flashlight, just looking for an excuse as he walks up to the bike.

RORY: Look, this is a bad time.

THOMPSON: Where you going in such a hurry, boy?

EMILY: We're being followed.

THOMPSON: Shut your trap.

Rory hops off. Whitaker sees the treasure chest in Emily's arms.

WHITAKER: What you got in that box?

EMILY: Nothing...

RORY: It's my laundry. Just give me a ticket and let us be on our way.

Thompson hits him in the stomach with his maglight. Rory doubles over.

Thompson grabs at the treasure chest. Emily won't let go, and they struggle. He pulls it away and the gold spills out all over the street. He looks at Rory.

CUT TO:

103 EXT. STREETS - SAME

Rory is being cuffed. Thompson finds Rory's gun and holds it up for his partner to see.

THOMPSON: You done did it this time.

Whitaker looks disgusted.

WHITAKER: So your boyfriend has moved into grand theft now, has he?

EMILY: He ain't my boyfriend. And he didn't steal that gold.

THOMPSON: So you admit to taking it?

RORY: We found it, you dumb bastard.

WHITAKER: You expect me to believe that?

RORY: I guess not.

They lead Rory and Emily into the police car. Emily freezes as a look of horror crosses her face.

Whitaker turns to see the Leprechaun walking up to them.

THOMPSON: What the fuck are you? A little early for Halloween, ain't we?

LEPRECHAUN: They have me gold.

THOMPSON: Oh, it's your gold. Of course, it's a Leprechaun. Well, we'll just hand it over then.

LEPRECHAUN: I'd appreciate it.

THOMPSON: Get the hell home to your momma.

LEPRECHAUN: What did you say about my mother?

104 INT. POLICE CAR

Rory and Emily watch as Thompson swipes the Leprechaun up the head with his maglight flashlight.

Thompson and the Leprechaun fight. Whitaker draws his gun but can't get off a clear shot. The Leprechaun grabs the flashlight out of his hand and impales him with it. Thompson falls over bloody and dead.

The Leprechaun holds the maglight. Blood and a single vertebrae drip off of it.

LEPRECHAUN: Showed him the light, didn't I?

105 EXT. STREETS

Whitaker opens fire but the Leprechaun jumps over the shots and lands on top of him. His gun skitters away.

106 INT. POLICE CAR

Whitaker slams into the door. He gets up and gets into a Kung Fu stance. The Leprechaun looks curiously at him and attacks. Whitaker throws several expertly placed kicks, each one knocking the Leprechaun down.

WHITAKER: Get out of the car.

He turns to see the Leprechaun has gotten into his own fighting stance.

WHITAKER: (CONT'D) You think you got something for me?

LEPRECHAUN: I'm a fast learner.

They both run and jump into the air. Whitaker extends his leg for a lethal kick.

BAM! They collide in midair and land.

Emily looks in horror.

Whitaker turns around and sees the Leprechaun smiling. He looks down to the ground and sees a puddle of blood forming at his FOOT. He notices that there is only one foot on the ground.

The Leprechaun holds Whitaker's LEG that has been torn off at the hip.

LEPRECHAUN: (CONT'D) You should look before you leap.

WHITAKER: Give that back...

Whitaker hops twice on his leg towards the Leprechaun and falls over dead. The Leprechaun throws the leg down and walks to the police cruiser.

Emily tries frantically to open the door. Rory tries to kick out the window. The Leprechaun tears off the door and attacks.

Emily escapes past them. She jumps into the front seat and tries to get the police shotgun off its mount.

The Leprechaun bites Rory in the neck. Rory tries to push him off. He sticks the handcuff chains in the Leprechaun's mouth and he snaps through it.

He punches the Leprechaun and jumps out of the car. But the Leprechaun is on top of him. Rory is on his back. The Leprechaun raises his claws - BOOM! The Leprechaun is shot off his feet. Emily stands with the shotgun. She pumps it, chambering a new round, and fires again and again at the Leprechaun, knocking him down. The shotgun clicks empty.

The Leprechaun is on the ground, motionless.

Rory searchs for his gun in the front seat of the cruiser. He finds it.

107 EXT. STREETS

The Leprechaun begins to move.

Rory grabs Emily and they jump on his bike and take off as the Leprechaun comes back to life and rises.

The Leprechaun looks at the police car. He opens the driver's door.

108 INT. POLICE CAR

He gets behind the wheel and turns the ignition. The engine roars to life. He smiles.

LEPRECHAUN: Here I come, kiddies. Revenge will be had tonight!

He shifts the car into gear and

NOTHING HAPPENS.

He looks down at the pedals and there is about two feet of space between his feet and the pedals.

He looks around the cruiser and sees something outside.

109 OMIT

110 OMIT

111 OMIT

112 EXT. JAMIE'S HOUSE - NIGHT

Rory and Emily pull up to the curb.

They knock on his door. Jamie opens up.

JAMIE: Hey guys. Want some smoke, smoke?

Rory grabs him and pulls him out of the room.

113 EXT. JAMIE'S HOUSE

They exit as Jamie is pulling on his sneakers.

RORY: We gotta get rid of this gold, right now.

JAMIE: What happened?

RORY: There's a motherfucking Leprechaun after us.

JAMIE: You can't be gettin' high off your own supply. That's the first thing they teach you, ninja.

EMILY: Ninja?

RORY: Don't ask.

Suddenly the GANGBANGERS car pulls up. They all get out, armed to the teeth with AK-47's and Mac 10's.

RORY: (CONT'D) Shit.

They raise their hands.

WATSON: Hey, big spender. How's the new business treating you?

Watson notices the treasure chest on the back of his bike. He opens it and it bursts open spilling GOLD. Watson picks up a gold coin.

WATSON: (CONT'D) You slick motherfucker. No wonder you be actin' like a pimp.

They load the treasure in the back of the car.

RORY: We're cool, now. You got the gold.

Watson cocks the gun.

WATSON: Naw man, we ain't cool.

He puts it up to Rory's head. His finger hovers over the trigger and he starts to squeeze when a loud WHOOP WHOOP is heard.

CEDRIC: Yo, Watson man. Fucking chill.

Watson hides the gun. They turn and see a police cruiser screech to a stop. The door opens and a police officer's leg steps out. The leg falls over severed at the hip.

The Leprechaun gets out of the police cruiser. Watson starts to laugh.

LEPRECHAUN: Hello, lads. I think you got something of mine.

CEDRIC: What the fuck is this?

RORY: Shoot him. I ain't playing, Watson, shoot the little fucker.

WATSON: Shut the fuck up.

WATSON: (CONT'D) What the fuck do you want, you lucky charms looking motherfucker?

LEPRECHAUN: You've stolen what has...

Watson's CELLPHONE rings.

WATSON: (holds out his finger) Hold up. (answers cellphone) Yeah. What up, babe? No. No... Now's not a time I can get into that.

The Leprechaun looks on incredulously.

WATSON: (CONT'D) No. I ain't with anybody else. I told you I'm with you and only you, baby. I know... I can't... I gotta problem... A SMALL problem. Hit me back just to chat.

Watson hangs up the cellphone.

WATSON: (CONT'D) You were saying, motherfucker?

LEPRECHAUN: You have stolen what has been stolen from me. Now be a good lad and return it to me.

WATSON: Oh, it's your gold. Of course, a Leprechaun. You want your gold back, nigger? Hold on, I'll get it for you.

Watson turns to the car and then turns around and uppercuts the Leprechaun.

His little body goes flying through the air and lands in a trash barrel.

The gang laughs their asses off. The Leprechaun gets up and walks towards him.

LEPRECHAUN: You hit like a wee lass.

Watson hits him again and he again is launched into the air. He gets up and walks back to Watson. No one is laughing anymore.

Watson hits him again and again. Each time the Leprechaun goes flying through the air.

The Leprechaun gets up and laughs. Watson is now sweating and out of breath. The gang cheers him on but he is about to pass out.

The Leprechaun punches Watson in his chest so hard that his fist comes out his back. The gang is silenced. Watson gurgles, a tear falls from his eyes, and he falls over dead.

CEDRIC: Watson!

The Leprechaun's fist holds Watson's bloody heart.

LEPRECHAUN: He had a lot of heart.

He throws it at the Gangbangers.

The Gangbangers open fire. The Leprechaun is riddled by MACHINE GUN FIRE.

Car ALARMS are going off. The Gangbangers walk over to his body as they reload. The Leprechaun's smoking body twitches.

The Gangbangers are shocked. Cedric's eyes widen.

CEDRIC: No fucking way.

LEPRECHAUN: What up, ninjas?

The Leprechaun jumps up and tears them apart.

Blood flies everywhere as the Gangbangers are killed.

The pit bull jumps out of the car and growls at the Leprechaun. He turns around and smarls at the pit bull, who runs off yiping.

Cedric runs but the Leprechaun stomps on him from behind. He claws into his back. Rory knocks him off and helps Cedric up. But it's too late. The Leprechaun slashes his throat, killing Cedric.

He turns to attack Rory. Rory backs up. Suddenly the Gangbangers' car, driven by Emily, screeches in and runs over the Leprechaun. Jamie is riding shotgun.

EMILY: Get into the car.

She jams the throttle and takes off.

They look back and the street is empty.

JAMIE: That was some angry ass Leprechaun.

Rory laughs, they all do.

RORY: Let's get the fuck out of the hood.

EMILY: You said it.

Suddenly, the floor beneath Emily's feet is pierced by the Leprechaun's hand.


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