History of Violence

A kid and his dad leave a motel in Podunk, America. The dad tosses the keyes to the son.

"Drive it up to the office. I'll take care of the manager."

The kids drives up and parallels the office. George Jones or Ray Price is on the radio. The kid turns off the key and waits.

"What took you so long?" asks the kids.

"Nothing. Ah, ... had some problems with the janitor. Took care of it, though."

"Water, we need water," the conversation goes.

"There's a cooler in the back. Go fill it up."

The kid opens the door. Blood streaks are seen on the counter. The kid looks over and sees two dead people. He is not surprised. He checks the cards, and tries to find a quarter in the pay telephone. He bumbles around to the water and starts filling it up.

The camera switches where it is behind him and sees the water and pictures the door.

The door opens. A little girl, maybe 10, holding a teddy bear. She whimpers and looks toward the dead boddies.

"Shh," the kid says. He reaches for the gun behind him in his pants and pulls it out.

"Shhh," the kid says. The camera closes in on the gun.

"Boom!!"

Screams can be heard in the background. The watcher is stunned, juxtaposing the dad racing into the bedroom, while just being a witness to, at least, a triple murder." (I heard the scream on Jay Leno from the little girl.)

"I was dreaming that monsters were about to get me!"

"So what are you up to, today?" The scene switches to a mail box with "Stall" written on it and a home, where the daughter and son are getting ready for school.

"I got a game in PE. Not much. else. Should be early."

The scene switches to a baseball field The son is playing center. A kid strikes out.

A smart-mouthed kid walks up to the plate laughing with his blue clad buddies.

"Out of the park," he spews.

The second pitch the kid gets good wood, and the son goes back and catches it. The batter is burned. They go for the showers, and the hitless phenom, threatens the "sissy kid from center field." But the young man won't fall for the fight.

The scene switches to cafe in a small town. A quiet owner is getting ready to shut the cafe down for the day. 3 customers are left. One man get's up and pays his tab and leaves. A teenage boy and girl are drinking Sodas.

The smart mouthed kid is driving - spots the kid sitting at the library chatting with his girlfriend.

"You should get him," comes from his friend. They start to make a U-Turn, but a pickup pulls in front of them. Smart-out shoots him the bone. The young killer looks at him and stares. Smart-mouth pulls his hand down sheepishly, and says, "No, I'm going home."

"I hate podunk towns," the kid killer says to his dad. "And I hate podunk people."

"I've heard you say that before. Get off of it."

"I don't have any money," the kid says.

"That's going to be easy to take care of," as he pulls in front of the closing restaurant. John Stall is closing down. A girl and boy share a shake, and the girl behind the counter is ready to leave. The kid and the father come in.

"Coffee!" the older man orders.

"Yes, and I'll take some pie, " the kid says.

"We are closing, " Stall says softly.

"COFFEE!" the man shouts.

"Okay, but we are closing. Why don't you go on home," the owner says to the waitress.

The kid gets out of his seat and grabs the lady. "You're not going any where!" He grabs her and pushes her down, running his hands over both breasts, and then smelling his hand.

"Do her," the dad orders. "We'll show them how serious we are."

"We don't have much money but you can have it," the owner says.

The man pulls a gun and orders, "Do her."

The owner has the coffee glass in his hand, and quickly breaks it on the dad's face, with the gun falling out. Quickly, Stall is over the counter, grabs the gun and shoots the kid twice. The dad, pulls out a knife and stabs the owners foot, John Stall.

Quickly Stall shoots the father in the face, and turns to see the other kid who is dead, crashed through the door window.

And the chilling story begins. Has sex and nudity in it, but, ... the story` unfolds when others come to Podunk, Oklahoma, having seen his picture on the televisions.

Let it be a warning. City guys who think they are tough, won't find pansies in Podunk, OK.