Porry Ro Ghoul — Script

PORRY (To the audience) So. That’s the gig. Raise the First Mom, break the system, and don’t get turned into hardscaping. For the first time in my life… I’m not hungry.

She touches its hand. The corpse sits up. Gasps.

MATRON SKULL Kill the anomaly! Squeeze her into a paver!

Porry panics. She looks at Mr. Higgins’ corpse. Porry Ro Ghoul Script

The Inspector hands her a folded parchment. It’s a map of the city. The river is labeled “Tears.” The cathedral is labeled “Molar.”

PORRY Finally. I was bored of topside bones. It’s not a cellar. It’s a cathedral of corpses. Thousands of bodies hang from meat hooks, swaying in formaldehyde mist. In the center: a giant PRESS, squeezing a cadaver into a brick.

PORRY I’m an orphan. We’re all strange. So what’s the play? PORRY (To the audience) So

PORRY Mr. Higgins. Your wife said you never stood up for anything.

FADE TO BLACK.

Mr. Higgins rips free of his hook. Then another corpse. Then another. A dozen dead rise, shuffling toward Matron Skull. For the first time in my life… I’m not hungry

MATRON SKULL You’re being promoted. To the Lower Cellar.

PORRY (Without looking up) The rat got the rest.

CORPSE (MR. HIGGINS) Where’s my pipe?

PORRY Waking up to what?

MATRON SKULL (Backing away) That’s against Guild regulations!