armor, now dwarfed by the monsterâs size, seem like small cans of ripped open tomato paste.
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The monster can no longer take the haunting song of happiness inside his twisted brain. He scrambles for the exit to this tomb of song.
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There is only one thing that can stop the noise inside his head. Murder. Murder of all things living and good. Murder of all things beautiful and proud.
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70 INT. HEROT - MEAD HALL - NIGHT
70
Beowulf, naked and laying on the floor, opens his eyes from his slumber. Almost as if he knows whatâs coming.
THANES
(still singing their song in verse)
The fattest of the Virgins, I knew her for a whore! I gave her all my codpiece, And still she wanted more!
(chorus)
Singing we are Beowulfâs army, we are mighty thanes, weâll steal your cattle, and take your girls, then weâll do it all over againâ¦
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71 INT. THE GREAT CAVE - GRENDELâS LAIR - CRAWLSPACE - NIGHT
71
Grendel squirms through the tight crawlspace, big enough for the shoulders of twenty men. The Thaneâs song has Grendel in a shrieking frenzy. Anything to escape from the cave, where the warriorâs hymn echoes against the hard stone walls.
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72 INT. HEROT - NIGHT
72
Beowulf smiles. He knows whatâs coming.
THANES
(continuing their song in verse)
A virgin was from Norway, She cost me twenty groats! She showed me there was more ways, Than one to sow my oats!
(chorus)
Singing we are Beowulfâs army, we are mighty thanes, weâll steal your cattle, and take your girls, then weâll do it all over againâ¦
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73 EXT. DARK FOREST - NIGHT
73
Grendel, in a frenzy of anger and hate is charging through the forest, knocking trees down in his tortured frenzy.
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74 INT. HEROT - MEAD HALL - NIGHT
74
CLOSE ON: Beowulfâs open eyes.
THANES (O.S.)
(singing in verse)
There was a girl from Iceland, And she was mighty hot! Sheâd take a whole damn iceberg, To cool her burning tw--
The Thanesâ song is suddenly interrupted by a BANGING on the heavy wooden door.
OLAF
Thatâll be Grendel now! Ooh! Itâs fucking Grendel!
The Thanes LAUGH raucously at Olafâs witticism.
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Hondshew jumps from the table and turns to the other Thanes as he walks backwards toward the hallway that leads to the door.
HONDSHEW
Itâs Yrsa, my sweet plum! Sheâs changed her mind and is ready to allow me to taste her ripe and juicy fruit!
The Thanes LAUGH LOUDLY. Hondshew, drunk as a particularly drunk drunkard, stumbles down
THE HALLWAY
to the large main double doors to open them up.
HROTHGAR
Patience, my lovely! Give a Thane a chance to open the door and invite youâ¦
He swings the door open only to find Grendel, looking quite large and hideous.
HONDSHEW
(continuing, but a tad more sober)
â¦in.
Grendel SNARLS a sort of hideous laugh.
75 INT. HEROT - MEAD HALL - NIGHT
75
The other Thanes are waiting for Hondshew to come in carrying the fair woman.
THANE
Save some for us, Hondshew! Weâve got pricks that need a waxinâ, as well!
Suddenly Hondshewâs bloodied and ripped up corpse is thrown from the hallway and into the great hall. It flops on top of a long table like a rag doll whose joints allow his limbs to move in any direction.
THANE
Hondshew?
But Hondshew is clearly dead as a doorknob.
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And at that moment, in the flickering golden light of the fireplace, Grendel comes from out of the hallway, his SNARL is preceded by a horrific gaping grin that shows off his yellow canines. His sick skin glistens a wet shade of greenish gold, but appears to be scarred and nicked from scratching at himself nervously. His talons are simply broken nails as hard as marble, sharpened by scraping at the earthen soil of his cavernous lair. Simply put, Grendel is one scary motherfucker.
FREAKED-OUT THANE
Fucking fuck! Itâs the monster! Get yourselves awake!
The freaked-out Thane kicks one of his
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