Frig It! Screenplay for a not-yet-produced short film by Joanne C. Hillhouse

Irma swings the flashlight toward the gap where the door and window used to be.

Water gushes through both openings. A TEARING metallic sound. Irma swings the flashlight toward the roof. Another part of the GALVANIZE roof rips away. Cresilla’s scream cuts off when she looks up and glimpses a red-chested figure with black cape.

CRESILLA, in wonder, voice carrying in excitement: Frig it!