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                                                                1.




1   INT. MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT                                         1

    Black screen.

    A rumbling sound. It intensifies.

    A woman’s face appears suddenly in close up, shocked,
    disoriented. It is AMELIA (late 30s.) She travels fast,
    pinned back to what could be a car seat. It’s not clear.

    She is suddenly lifted up and around, her face tumbling as
    if in a dryer, 360 degrees.

    The image slows down as she shuts her eyes. Bits of dirt
    and debris fly past her face. There’s no sound. The effect
    is strangely beautiful.

                      BOY’S VOICE (O.S.)
                 (Nearly inaudible)
            Mummy....

    Amelia tries to open her eyes, she continues to spin.

    Her face stops tumbling and comes to an upright position.

    A skidding sound builds in intensity. Her hand reaches
    above to brace herself for the impact. She turns to look
    beside her. Time is stretched.

    She sees a man staring ahead. He looks terrified. A light
    grows brighter. The skidding sound is almost deafening.

    Amelia instinctively looks away from him, closing her eyes.

    The terrible sound peaks, then slowly recedes.

                         BOY’S VOICE (O.S.)
                    (Louder still)
            MUM.

    Amelia hears the boy’s voice for the first time. She opens
    her eyes as she ‘falls’ slowly back into space.

    Finally, she ‘lands’. There is complete silence.

    Amelia is lying on a pillow. She looks at the ceiling,
    dazed.

    Her breathing is erratic.
                                                                2.


                      BOY’S VOICE
                 (Very loud)
            MUMMY!

    She sees her six year old son, SAMUEL, bedside. He’s small
    for his age, intense. A panicked look on his face.

                      SAMUEL
            I had the dream again.

    Amelia makes one mighty effort to get up. Her fluffy
    Maltese terrier, BUGSY, jumps off the bed with her. She
    scrambles to her feet, stumbling on the way to her son.


2   INT. SAMUEL’S ROOM - NIGHT                                       2

    POV under the bed. The doona is lifted. Amelia and Samuel
    peer underneath. The doona is dropped back into place.

    Black. Closet doors open, Amelia takes a quick look inside,
    Samuel checks everywhere. Amelia closes it.

    Amelia is dark haired and wiry. Pretty, but nervous
    looking.

    Samuel’s little face is white with anxiety. He moves back
    and forth from one foot to the other.

                      SAMUEL
            Can we check under the bed?

                      AMELIA
                 (Patient)
            What did it look like?

    Samuel shrugs his shoulders. He can’t remember.

                      AMELIA
            Remember what we said? If you can’t
            see it, then it mustn’t be real.

                      SAMUEL
            It said it’s coming to kill us
            both.

    His comment unnerves Amelia. She recovers quickly.

                      AMELIA
                 (Very gentle)
            It’s just a silly dream.
                                                                3.


3   INT. SAMUEL’S ROOM - NIGHT                                       3

    Amelia searches through the bookshelf. Samuel clings to her
    waist, not letting go. Bugsy follows them.


4   INT. AMELIA’S BEDROOM - A SHORT WHILE LATER                      4

    Amelia sits up in bed, Samuel in her lap, the doona
    surrounds them like a giant caterpillar. Amelia gives the
    book everything she’s got, fighting her tiredness.

                       AMELIA
                 (In the voice of the
                 wolf)
            Well I’ll climb down your chimney
            you fat little pigs! And he climbed
            down that chimney, straight into
            the huge black pot. And that was
            the end of the big-bad-wolf!

    She closes the book. Samuel is still anxious.

                      SAMUEL
            Did they really get the wolf?

                      AMELIA
                 (Reassuring)
            I’m sure they did.

                      SAMUEL
            I’m gonna kill the monster if it
            tries to hurt you Mum.

                      AMELIA
                 (Gentle)
            Nothing’s going to hurt me Sam.

                      SAMUEL
            I’ll bash it to pieces when it
            comes.

                      AMELIA
            Time for bed now, OK? It’s very
            late.

    Samuel flips the pages straight back to the beginning.

                      SAMUEL
            Just one more time... Then I’ll
            sleep.
                                                                4.


    He won’t take no for an answer. She gives in to another
    read.

    Samuel snuggles in close to her, wide awake.

                      AMELIA
                 (As bright as she can)
            A long time ago, just yesterday in
            fact, there were three little pigs
            and one nasty big wolf.


5   INT. AMELIA’S BEDROOM - A SHORT WHILE LATER                      5

    Little legs wrapped tightly around Amelia’s waist.

    Samuel’s face tucked in behind his mother’s. He’s fast
    asleep, she’s wide awake.

    His mouth, chewing at nothing, grinding away. The sound
    goes right through Amelia. His breath irritates her neck.

    His hand plays with her ear in his sleep. She peels it
    away, puts it by his side.

    She unwraps his legs, making sure she doesn’t wake him.

    Amelia inches silently away from her son, her back to him.

    Samuel doesn’t wake up. The gap between them widens.

    Amelia curls up on the other side of the bed, her knees to
    her chest, alone.

    TITLE - THE BABADOOK


6   INT. AMELIA’S BEDROOM - BASEMENT - LOUNGE - KITCHEN -            6
    MORNING

    - Bedroom. A blaring alarm sounds. A lifeless arm pokes out
    from under the doona, hanging over the bed. It’s hard to
    believe someone could sleep through this noise.

    - Basement. Child’s hands grip a large hammer. The hammer
    is raised and comes down hard on a rusty nail.

    Little hands pushing down on a join in two pieces of wood,
    testing it for strength.

    - Bedroom. The alarm keeps going. The arm has not moved.
                                                                5.


    - Basement. A cricket ball is loaded into a large plastic
    cup, the cup is tied to a wooden plank.

    A metal contraption being fitted onto skinny shoulders.

    Samuel grunts with the effort.

    Samuel’s serious face as he checks the apparatus.

    His legs running up the stairs.

    - Lounge room. Samuel’s head pokes out of the basement,
    checking to see if the coast is clear. It is.

    He pushes a key into the basement door, locking it up.

    - Kitchen. Samuel’s skinny legs standing on a chair, his
    top half obscured by an open cupboard door.

    His hand carefully placing the key back on a key rack.

    Samuel peers around the cupboard door, watching for his
    mother. He closes it quick and jumps down out of sight.

    - Bedroom. The arm is still there. Alarm still blaring.

    A crashing sound downstairs. The arm retracts quickly, like
    a crab in a shell. Amelia pops out from under the covers,
    looking like shit. She slaps the alarm off, listening.

    Another crashing sound, a bigger one.

    She leaps out of bed, racing out of the room.


7   INT. LOUNGE ROOM - MORNING                                       7

    Amelia reaches the bottom stairs.

    Sam’s catapult covers his body, comes up over his head. At
    the top sits a plastic cup with a cricket ball in it.

    The lounge room is a mess, swords, toy soldiers and other
    ‘boy war paraphernalia’ everywhere. The big old tube TV has
    been knocked off its stand and lies on its side.

    Bugsy is in the midst of it, barking, wagging his tail.

    Amelia struggles with all her might to hold her temper.

                      SAMUEL
            It’s not broken! It just slipped.
                                                                6.


    She calmly walks to the TV, her movements controlled.

                      AMELIA
                 (Reasonable)
            I don’t want you using the hammer
            and nails-

                      SAMUEL
            Wait look at this! When the monster
            comes in the room-

                      AMELIA
            Not inside the house Samuel-

                      SAMUEL
            I push down here-

    He pushes down hard, a lever rises and launches the ball.

                      AMELIA
            Don’t!

    It smashes a perfect hole in one of the windows.

    Amelia stares at the hole, imploding. Samuel’s face
    crumples with anxiety.


8   INT. SAMUEL’S ROOM - MORNING                                     8

    Samuel waves his hands in the air. He has his school
    uniform on finished off by a sparkly magician’s hat.

    Bugsy is jumping up and down and barking.

                      SAMUEL
            Nothing in my hands. Nothing in my
            hands.

    Amelia kneels at Sam’s feet trying to do up his laces.

                      AMELIA
            Stand still please..

    He does. For three seconds.

                      AMELIA
            I don’t want you making weapons
            anymore.

                      SAMUEL
                                                                7.


            You have to look at me. Mum? It
            doesn’t work if you-

    She pins him with her gaze.

                      AMELIA
                 (Gentle)
            This monster thing has got to stop.
            Alright?

    Samuel waves his arms about. Bugsy continues to bark.

                      SAMUEL
            Nothing in my hands.

                      AMELIA
                 (Firmer)
            Samuel?

    POOF! A beautiful bunch of paper flowers pops into Samuel’s
    hands, seemingly out of nowhere.

    Amelia smiles in spite of herself. She takes the paper
    bouquet. Sam touches her cheek very gently. She softens.

                      AMELIA
                 (Closing her eyes)
            That feels nice.

    Sam hugs her, she hugs him back. He kisses her cheeks,
    grips her tighter and tighter. She hides her annoyance.

                      AMELIA
                 (Restrained)
            That’s enough now..

    Samuel won’t stop, he hugs her really tight. She recoils.

                      AMELIA
                 (Snapping)
            Don’t do that!

    Sam stops in his tracks. Amelia immediately looks guilty.


9   INT. CAR - MORNING                                               9

    The car is a junk heap, inside and out. Takeaway coffee
    cups, lolly wrappers, plastic containers, kid’s socks.

    Amelia focuses on getting through the traffic. Samuel
    focuses on the back of his mum’s head.
                                                                8.


                       SAMUEL
             If I fired nails into its chest,
             would that kill it?

                       AMELIA
                  (Miles away)
             Kill what?

                       SAMUEL
                  (Annoyed)
             The monster in my dream.

                       AMELIA
             It certainly wouldn’t make it
             happy.

                       SAMUEL
             What about if I fired them into its
             head?

                       AMELIA
             That’d probably do it.

                       SAMUEL
             If I fired them into its chest-

                       AMELIA
             Let’s talk about something else,
             alright?

     Samuel looks out the window. Amelia keeps her eyes straight
     ahead. Silence.

                       SAMUEL
                  (Quiet)
             If I fired them into its eyes, I
             could run away because it’d be
             blinded.

     Amelia stares straight ahead, choosing to ignore him.

                       SAMUEL
             Mum?


10   EXT. SCHOOL ENTRANCE - INT. CAR - MORNING                       10

     The decrepit hatchback rolls to a stop, standing out like a
     sore thumb amongst the Mercs and Audis.

     Samuel climbs over the front seat, just to kiss his mum.

                       AMELIA
                                                                 9.


             Off you go. You’re late already.

     He climbs back over, grabs his bag. It’s really heavy.

                       AMELIA
             What have you got in there?

                       SAMUEL
             See you later alligator!


11   INT. CAR - MORNING                                               11

     Amelia has very upbeat music playing full blast in her car
     bubble. She sings along without inhibition, happy.

     She glances down, notices a small cockroach on her leg. She
     immediately stops singing, sweeps it away in disgust.

     Then straight back into it, singing her heart out.


12   INT. NURSING HOME - MORNING                                      12

     An ancient woman’s sleeping face, her mouth hangs open.

     Another very old lady, her head in her shaky hand.

     Cheery music plays in the background. Despite this, the
     atmosphere is funereal.

     An elderly man without his teeth in. He watches Amelia as
     she arrives with a warm smile and two cups of tea.

                       AMELIA
             Here you go Ron. Nice cup of tea.

     He takes the tea offered, chewing on his gums absently.

     Amelia moves to the ancient woman, staring into space.

                       AMELIA
                  (Speaks lovingly, close
                  to her ear)
             And one for you Norma, that’s got
             milk in it.

                          NORMA
             What?

                          AMELIA
                     (Still loving)
                                                                10.


             That’s got milk in it.

                       NORMA
                  (Confused)
             I don’t want milk.

                       AMELIA
                  (In her ear)
             You said you wanted milk.

                       NORMA
             No, I don’t want that.

                       AMELIA
             Not to worry, I’ll make you another
             one.

     Amelia gives the befuddled Norma a friendly smile.


13   INT. NURSING HOME KITCHEN - DAY                                  13

     Amelia focuses on stacking the dishwasher, serious.

     Robbie, a sweet, slightly chubby (male) nurse enters.

                       ROBBIE
             Just where a woman should be, in
             the kitchen.

     Amelia gets the joke, brightens up.

                       AMELIA
                  (Responding))
             Get to work, woman!

     They laugh. Robbie fills a mug with water and drinks it.

                       AMELIA
             Do you want a cuppa?

                       ROBBIE
             Nah, I’m heading for the Dementia
             ward.

                       AMELIA
             You’ve got a few years before you
             end up there.

     He laughs. Amelia smiles.

     Robbie hovers. Amelia stacks the dishwasher, shy.
                                                                11.


     Robbie eventually puts his cup in the dishwasher and
     leaves.

     Amelia relaxes slightly when he’s gone.


14   INT. NURSING HOME - AFTERNOON                                    14

     Amelia is playing ‘colour shape lotto’ at the games table.

     One of the old ladies places a card on the board.

     Pause. Amelia waits very patiently.

                       AMELIA
                  (Eventually)
             That’s it Larry, your go.

     Pause. He doesn’t put anything down. Pause.

     The woman next to him, head in hand, emits a low wailing
     sound. Amelia politely ignores it.

                       AMELIA
                  (To Larry)
             Same colour or same shape or both.
                  (Beat.)
             I can help you if you like.

     The woman’s wail rises in pitch and volume. The players
     become agitated. Amelia can’t ignore it any longer.

                       AMELIA
                  (Very patient)
             It’s alright Mrs Winter, you don’t
             have to play. It’s OK.

     The old woman wails like someone being murdered. Amelia
     rubs her back tenderly, hiding every ounce of stress.


15   INT. WORK KITCHEN - AFTERNOON                                    15

     Amelia is on her knees with her head inside an empty
     cupboard. She scrubs as if her life depended on it.

     Amelia’s supervisor Beverly arrives, irritated.

                       BEVERLY (O.S.)
             Amelia.

     Amelia bumps her head as she backs out.
                                                             12.


                       BEVERLY
                  (Curt)
             Your son’s school is on the phone.

     Amelia looks worried.


16   INT. PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE - AFTERNOON                           16

     Amelia sits opposite the principal, a tired looking man in
     his 50s, and Sam’s teacher, a dour, middle aged woman. The
     principal is grave, the teacher looks traumatized.

     The principal lays down a sinister contraption made from a
     belt, with some wood, screws and nails attached to it.

     Amelia’s face falls. This is worse than she imagined.

                       PRINCIPAL
             This is the home made gun he
             demonstrated in class today. It
             fires off nails.

                       AMELIA
             Oh my God. Did he hurt anyone?

                       TEACHER
             The nails could have gone right
             into a child’s eye. Or worse.

     Amelia studies the gun, parental shame creeping over her.

                       AMELIA
                  (Genuine)
             I’m so sorry. I had no idea. I’m
             going to have a serious talk with
             him-

                       PRINCIPAL
             Mrs Vanek, we’ve had the talks,
             we’ve had the sessions with the
             counsellor... Miss Bowen can’t have
             the boy in her class anymore
             without supervision, it’s just too
             dangerous.
                  (Carefully)
             We’re going to have to employ a
             monitor for him.

                       AMELIA
             A monitor?

                       PRINCIPAL
                                                         13.


        He’ll still be in the class, but
        he’ll be separated from the other
        children. The monitor will
        supervise him one on one.

                  AMELIA
        All the time?

                  PRINCIPAL
        Yes...

Amelia searches both their faces, becoming desperate.

                  AMELIA
        Please. Samuel won’t cope with
        this. He already feels so
        different.

                  PRINCIPAL
        I understand your concern, but this
        is the only way we can keep him in
        school.

                  AMELIA
             (Desperate)
        I’ll have a talk to him-

                  PRINCIPAL AMELIA
        Mrs Vanek... I’ll have a serious
        talk and I know he’ll settle down.

                  PRINCIPAL
        The boy has significant behavioural
        problems.
             (Beat)
        Miss Bowen and myself realize
        you’ve had a rough trot so we’ve
        tried to be as lenient as we can...

Amelia’s vulnerable demeanour shifts, her face tenses.

                  AMELIA
        Sorry?

Uncomfortable moment. He treads very carefully.

                  PRINCIPAL
        Sometimes.. boys.. can be very hard
        to handle when there’s no father
        around.

                  AMELIA
                                              14.


        Oh I see. I’m a single mother so I
        can’t look after my child, is that
        right?

                  PRINCIPAL
        No, no that’s not what I meant-

                  AMELIA
        Samuel doesn’t need a full time
        monitor, he needs some
        understanding!

                  TEACHER
        Are you saying I’m not
        understanding?

                  AMELIA
             (Frustrated)
        I’m just saying he needs more care
        at the moment, that’s all!

                  TEACHER
        I have 24 other 1st graders in that
        class! Would you like me to put
        them all at risk for your son?

                  PRINCIPAL TEACHER
        Please, let’s just keep calm here -
        -I’m not a psychologist!

Amelia stands, defensive.

                  AMELIA
        You know what? I think it’s best I
        just look for another school.

                  PRINCIPAL
             (Exasperated)
        Mrs Vanek, you can’t just take the
        boy out of school. We’ll have to
        inform Community Services.

                  AMELIA
        You do what you need to do, and
        I’ll find a school that sees my son
        as a human being, not a problem to
        be gotten rid of.

                  PRINCIPAL
        That’s very unfair. We’re only
        trying to help the boy.

                  AMELIA
                                                                15.


             Please stop calling him ‘the boy.’
             His name is Samuel.


17   INT. SCHOOL HALLWAY - AFTERNOON                                  17

     Amelia spies Samuel sitting with a 7th grader on a bench at
     the end of the hall. She can see he’s been crying. His eyes
     are red and puffy. She approaches, bracing herself.

                       SAMUEL
                  (Trying not to cry)
             I wasn’t going to hurt anyone...

     Amelia crouches down. She chooses her words carefully.

                       AMELIA
                  (Very gentle)
             We’re going to have a break from
             school for a little while.

     Samuel’s face crumbles, his mouth opens wide in a silent
     scream. Then the wail starts up. It’s devastating.

     Amelia takes his hand and slowly leads him down the hall.
     Her look of helplessness says it all.


18   INT. CAR - AFTERNOON                                             18

                       AMELIA
                  (Trying hard)
             I’m going to buy you a big tub of
             ice cream. What would you like?

                       SAMUEL
                  (Finally)
             Miss Bowen hates me.

                       AMELIA
             No she doesn’t. You just need a
             break.

     Samuel doesn’t respond, just stares out the window.

                        AMELIA
                   (Beat.)
             We can see Ruby and Aunty Claire at
             the park today. Would you like
             that?

     Samuel looks out the window, not responding.
                                                                16.


                       AMELIA
             You can play on that swing you
             like. For as long as you like. OK?

     He nods, warming up a little.

                       AMELIA
             Don’t tell Aunty Claire what
             happened. I’ll tell her later...

                       SAMUEL
             Are you gonna stay at home with me
             all the time now Mum?

                       AMELIA
                  (Smiling)
             We’ll sort something out.

     Her smiles sticks, but her eyes look worried.


19   INT. SUPERMARKET CHECKOUT - AFTERNOON                            19

     Amelia has vagued out. The ‘beep beep’ of the register just
     white noise in the background.

     She sees Samuel performing a magic trick for a little girl
     near the bubble gum dispenser.

     She pays as quick as she can keeping one eye on her son.

     The little girl’s mother arrives, looking relieved. Amelia
     rushes to Samuel at the same time.

                       LITTLE GIRL
             Watch this Mummy!

                       SAMUEL
                  (Preparing)
             I can do it again!

     The mother and Amelia register each other, smiling.

                       AMELIA
             No Samuel, don’t bother the lady.

                       MOTHER
                  (To her daughter)
             We’ve got to get home and see
             Daddy, haven’t we?

     The mother smiles at Samuel.
                                                               17.


                       SAMUEL
             My Dad’s in the cemetery.

     The woman’s face drops. Amelia tenses.

                       SAMUEL
             He got killed driving Mum to the
             hospital to have me --

                       AMELIA
             Samuel!
                  (To woman)
             I’m sorry he just..

                       MOTHER
             Oh, that’s.. I...
                  (To Samuel)
             Well, isn’t your Mum lucky to have
             you then!

     She practically runs off, clutching her child’s hand.
     Amelia watches them leave, embarrassed, sad.


20   EXT. PARK - AFTERNOON                                           20

     Samuel climbs up onto the swing seat, looks to his mum.

     Amelia sits on a bench with her younger sister CLAIRE, a
     ‘young professional’, immaculately groomed. Claire’s 5 YO
     daughter RUBY plays close to her mum, a total princess.

     Amelia watches Samuel, massaging her jaw, preoccupied.

                       CLAIRE
             The artist was so drunk he vomited
             right in front of his own
             installation. We lost all these
             sales. Robert was beside himself...
                  (Beat)
             You’re not listening.

                       AMELIA
                  (Snapping to)
             No no I am listening, you lost all
             these sales. What happened then?

                       SAMUEL (O.S.)
             MUM!

     The women look up at Samuel.

                       SAMUEL
                                                       18.


        I’m gonna jump on the monster and
        break it in HALF! Watch...

He leaps. Amelia feigns interest, massaging her jaw.

                  CLAIRE
        Is that tooth still playing up?

Amelia immediately stops massaging.

                  CLAIRE
             (Irritated)
        Go to the dentist.

                  AMELIA
        Two thousand dollars later...

                  CLAIRE
        Do you need to borrow some money?

                  AMELIA
             (Bright)
        No, no it’s fine. I just need a
        good night’s sleep.

                  CLAIRE
        Ruby don’t play there sweetie it’s
        wet.

Ruby stands up and smooths her skirt down perfectly.

                  AMELIA
             (Tentative)
        I was going to ask you for one
        favour.. I completely forgot
        there’s a pupil free day tomorrow.
        Would you be able to look after
        Samuel for the day?

                  CLAIRE
        The whole day?

                  AMELIA
        I can’t get out of work.

Claire hesitates for more than a moment.

                  AMELIA CLAIRE
             (Bright)
        That’s OK, I’ll ..... Don’t be
        stupid you organize something else.
        dag. I can just put on a DVD for
        him or something.
                                                           19.


                   SAMUEL
         I can jump from here and smash its
         head!

He’s climbed up higher, jumps, does a forward roll, gets
straight up to punch the air. Claire is unimpressed.

                   AMELIA
              (To Sam)
         Be careful.
              (Beat.)
         What would you like me to do for
         Wednesday? I can get their birthday
         cakes, that’s easy.

                   CLAIRE
         Meels.... I’ve wanted to tell you.
         I was hoping Ruby would change her
         mind...

Beat. Amelia waits for the bad news.

                   CLAIRE
              (Sheepish)
         She doesn’t want a joint party with
         Sam this year. It’s stupid I know,
         their birthdays are so close.

                      AMELIA
                 (Taken aback)
         Oh...

                   CLAIRE
         She wants her own birthday cake,
         her own party games. She wants a
         princess party.

                   AMELIA
         That’s OK. We don’t have to come.

                   CLAIRE
              (Gentle)
         You can still come, stupid. She
         just doesn’t want to share the day
         with Sam anymore, that’s all...

                   AMELIA
         I understand. A little girl needs
         to feel special on her birthday..

Pause.

                     CLAIRE
                                                              20.


             Now I feel bad.

                       AMELIA
             You shouldn’t feel bad!
                  (Lying)
             I’m sure Sam will be OK with it-

                       SAMUEL
             Mum, I can go really high!

     They clock him briefly. Samuel climbs higher than before.

                       CLAIRE
             Maybe you want to celebrate his
             birthday properly this year anyway.
             On the day. You’ve still got two
             weeks to plan it.

                       AMELIA
                  (Tense smile)
             We’ll think of something.

     Samuel climbs up to the very top. The women don’t notice.

                       CLAIRE
                  (Annoyed)
             You know Amelia, I just want you to
             be happy, then this birthday thing
             rolls around and I end up feeling
             awful.

     Samuel climbs higher and higher. They still don’t see.

                       AMELIA
             I don’t want you to feel awful
             Claire. We’ll be fine. We’ll be
             absolutely fine.

                       SAMUEL
             MUM! LOOK AT ME!

     The women finally look. Samuel is on the top of the swing
     with his arms outstretched. He must be 8 feet high.

     Amelia springs to her feet, frightened.

                        AMELIA
             SAMUEL!!


21   INT. CAR - AFTERNOON                                           21

     Amelia grips the wheel. Samuel in the background, crying.
                                                             21.


     Amelia makes a conscious effort to not react. Her jaw
     tightens as her son’s cries get louder and louder.


22   EXT. AMELIA’S FRONT YARD - AFTERNOON                          22

     Samuel trudges up the path to their crumbling, falling down
     old terrace. His face is tear stained.

     Amelia stops at the letter box. A bunch of bills, one has
     FINAL NOTICE written on the outside. She throws them in her
     bag without opening them.

     Mrs Roach, a sweet elderly neighbour, waters her azaleas.
     Her hands shake with Parkinsons disease.

                       MRS ROACH
                  (Smiling)
             Who do we have here!

                       SAMUEL
                  (Downbeat)
             Hello Mrs Roach.

                       MRS ROACH
             You look tired little one, have you
             been in the wars today?

                       SAMUEL
             Yeah. Few wars.

     He has the keys in hand, he unlocks and opens the door.
     Bugsy comes rushing out the door, jumping up on Samuel. Sam
     crouches down to hug the dog, then goes inside.

                       AMELIA
                  (Cheery, covering)
             He’s had a big day that’s all, he’s
             just exhausted.

                       MRS ROACH
             Poor little one...

     Bugsy comes rushing up to Amelia, she picks him up, cuddles
     him affectionately.

                       MRS ROACH
             You look tired too love, are you
             OK?

                       AMELIA
             Nothing that 5 years of sleep
             wouldn’t fix!
                                                                22.


                  (Upbeat.)
             No, I’m fine, work’s pretty busy..
                  (Changing the subject)
             I’ll take out the rubbish for you
             Gracie.

                       MRS ROACH
             You just got in pet. You have a
             break.

                       AMELIA
             No no, I’ll do it now and then it’s
             done.


23   EXT. FRONT OF MRS ROACH’S HOUSE - AFTERNOON                      23

     Amelia drags out two very full and heavy OTTO bins.

     Mrs Roach watches, smiling, her hand shakes at her side.

                       MRS ROACH
             Oh! You’re an absolute angel.

     Amelia smiles, completely masking the events of the day.


24   INT. LOUNGE ROOM - AFTERNOON                                     24

     Amelia sees Bugsy scratching at the basement door. She
     freezes, watching him.

     Bugsy spots Amelia and scurries to her. She picks him up.

     Amelia looks at the door, her face strained. Pause.

     In a sudden move she strides over and checks the handle.
     It’s locked. Relieved, she wanders out snuggling Bugsy.


25   INT. KITCHEN TABLE - EVENING                                     25

     Dinner in silence. Amelia studies Sam.

     He shovels food in weakly, his face tired and sad. He looks
     up to his mum, manages a smile.

     She smiles back. It fades as soon as he looks away,
     replaced with worry.


26   INT. SAMUEL’S ROOM - NIGHT                                       26
                                                           23.


POV under the bed. The doona comes up, Amelia and Samuel’s
faces peering underneath.

Black. Closet POV as the doors open. Amelia and Samuel do
their nightly routine check for monsters.

                   AMELIA
              (Bright)
        OK?

Samuel nods, but looks nervous. He has his pyjamas on, his
hair is washed and combed to the side. Very cute.

                  AMELIA
        You can choose one tonight.
        Anything you like.

He races to the bookshelf, searching through many books.

One catches his eye. The spine reads MISTER BABADOOK in
bold, black letters. He pulls it out, runs to mum.

She takes a look at the cover: a black silhouette of a
figure in a coat and top hat. It looks a little strange.

                  AMELIA
             (Bemused)
        Where’d you get this?

                  SAMUEL
        On the shelf.

He jumps up, opens the book.

                  AMELIA
             (Reads)
        'If it’s in a word, or it’s in a
        look, you can’t get rid of The
        Babadook.’

It’s a pop up book. Looks like it could even be hand made.

Amelia turns the page.

A pair of black eyes peep out from behind a door, a tall
black top hat perched on top. It looks funny.

                  AMELIA
        ‘If you’re a really clever one, and
        you know what it is to see... Then
        you can make friends with a special
        one, a friend of you and me.’
                                                           24.


Amelia pulls a lever, a black gloved hand pops out from
behind the door, waving hello. Samuel’s face lights up.

                  AMELIA
        ‘His name is Mister Babadook. And
        this is his book.’

The book is beautifully done, but somehow creepy.

                  AMELIA
        We might read another one tonight,
        hey?

                  SAMUEL
             (Turns the page)
        You said I could choose.

A little boy next to a big wardrobe, his hand to his ear.
The words ‘RUMBLE RUMBLE RUMBLE’ are written around him.

                  AMELIA
        A rumbling sound, then 3 sharp
        knocks. ‘ba BA-ba DOOK! DOOK!
        DOOK!’ That’s when you’ll know that
        he’s around, you’ll see him if you
        look.

Amelia pulls a lever. The words Ba BA-ba DOOK! DOOK! DOOK!
pop up. Samuel quickly turns the page.

Mr Babadook in his full form. A black top hat, a long black
coat, pointy black gloves. The face is a mask, staring
eyes, mouth smiling widely, more like a scream.

                  AMELIA
             (Wary)
        This is what he wears on top. He’s
        funny, don’t you think?

Creepy more like it. Amelia turns the page, very wary.

                  AMELIA
        ‘See him in your room at night
             (reads to herself)
        and you won’t sleep a wink.’

Mister Babadook falls from the ceiling towards the boy. The
speech bubble reads ‘LET ME IN!’ The boy screams. The image
is very disturbing. Samuel is instantly frightened.

Amelia hides the book from Sam, skimming it for herself,
concerned. He struggles with her, trying to see it.
                                                                25.


                       SAMUEL
             Does it hurt the boy? Mum??

     A black silhouette of the Babadook raising its arms like
     big insect wings. It looks freaky.

                       SAMUEL
                  (Getting scared)
             Where does it live? ‘I’ll soon take
             off my funny disguise
                  (Take heed of what you’ve
                  read...)

                       SAMUEL (O.S.)
                  (Anxiety rising to fever
                  pitch)
             Does it live under the bed?? Mum??

     ‘And once you see what’s underneath..’

                       SAMUEL
                  (Starting to cry)
             Mummy.....

     She turns the page. Just black text on a white page..
     ‘YOU’RE GOING TO WISH YOU WERE DEAD.’

     She shuts the book quickly as Samuel’s cries escalate.


27   INT. SAMUEL’S ROOM - NIGHT                                       27

     Amelia patiently reads another story to Samuel who has his
     arms wrapped around her waist, howling with fear.

     - A while later.

     Amelia lies on her side, staring blankly at the large teak
     wardrobe opposite Sam’s bed. The doors are shut. Moonlight
     plays across it, making it look almost alive.

     Samuel is finally asleep. He scrunches her ear in his
     sleep.

     She lets him do it, too exhausted to resist.


28   INT. AMELIA’S BEDROOM - NIGHT                                    28

     Amelia opens the Babadook book. The Babadook drops from the
     ceiling, the speech bubble ‘LET ME IN’ pops up.
                                                                26.


     She flips the page. The silhouette of the Babadook raising
     its ‘wings.’ ‘And once you see what’s underneath’ She turns
     the page. ‘YOU’RE GOING TO WISH YOU WERE DEAD.’ She
     hurriedly turns to the next page. It’s blank.

     Then the page after and the one after that, all blank. She
     searches for publishing markings. There aren’t any.

     - Later. Amelia stands on a stool reaching up to top of her
     wardrobe, book in hand. She shoves the book back as far as
     it will go, out of the reach of little hands.


29   INT. LOUNGE ROOM - LATE NIGHT                                    29

     The TV flickers, lighting up a dreary room. Amelia stares
     at it, comatose. The rest of the house is in darkness.

     Bugsy is curled up in Amelia’s lap. There’s a large empty
     chip packet beside her. She’s now onto the chocolate.

     On the TV: a sexy young girl in a low cut dress nibbles
     some chocolate. A handsome, muscly young guy watches her.

     Amelia nibbles her chocolate, vagued out. She flicks the
     channel.

     An ad for phone porn, young girls with their private parts
     covered by ‘stars.’

     She changes it quickly, this time resting on a love scene
     from an old black and white Hollywood movie.

     Amelia opens and closes her jaw, massaging the hinge joint,
     a longing in her eyes as the lovers kiss. She turns it off,
     plunging the room into eerie darkness.


30   INT. HALLWAY - LATE NIGHT                                        30

     The old house is completely dark. The stairs creak as
     Amelia climbs them.

     She closes the door on Bugsy. He hangs around outside.


31   INT. AMELIA’S BEDROOM - SAMUEL’S ROOM - LATE NIGHT               31

     - Amelia’s room. A sewing basket in Amelia’s hands. She
     takes off a top layer of fabric, then a layer of thread.
     Finally she pulls out a vibrator hiding underneath.
                                                          27.


She takes a look at the door then jumps into bed. The room
is dark, just a sliver of light through the windows.

Amelia reaches under the doona, wriggling around. She
throws her undies on the floor, determination on her face.
A hum begins, she closes her eyes.

- Samuel’s room. He’s having a nightmare, breathing fast.
His eyes open suddenly. He peeks out over the doona.

The doors of the wardrobe opposite are wide open, a yawning
blackness inside.

Samuel cranes his neck to peer in, terrified. He throws
himself back under the covers, disappearing completely.

- Amelia’s room. Amelia’s flushed face pops out from under
the covers, trying to bring on arousal, almost forcing it.

The room seems alive, shadows threaten.

- Samuel’s room. Samuel’s pulls a slingshot and some metal
pellets from under his mattress. He sits up, loads the
weapon, then aims it at the wardrobe, not breathing.

- Amelia’s room. Amelia is about to orgasm, a pained look
on her face. She holds off for as long as she can.

Her door creaks opens, but she doesn’t see. A creepy shadow
drops to the floor and disappears. Her breathing is very
deep, she’s almost there..

The shadow jumps up on the bed. Amelia yells in fright.

It’s Samuel. Amelia turns off the vibrator, flings it under
the bed. Bugsy runs and jumps on the bed too.

                     AMELIA
                (Flushed, confused)
        What!

                  SAMUEL
        It’s in my room!

                    AMELIA
        What??

                  SAMUEL
        The Babadook!

Amelia registers what’s happening, shaking her head.
                                                                28.


                       AMELIA
             Oh no no no. This is not going to
             happen!

                       SAMUEL
             The closet doors were closed and
             now they’re wide open!

     Amelia calms herself down, fighting her agitation.

                       AMELIA
             Sam, a book is a book. It can’t
             hurt you.

     Samuel looks sheepish.

                       AMELIA
             You’ve had a huge day, you’re
             exhausted.

     She grabs the doona and throws it over the both of them,
     hugging Samuel to her, stiffly. She pats him on the back.

     Initially he struggles, but slowly, slowly calms down.

     Finally, silence. He rolls over to look at his mum.

                       SAMUEL
                  (Loving)
             I don’t want anything bad to happen
             to you Mum.

                       AMELIA
             Nothing bad’s going to happen to me
             Sam.

                       SAMUEL
             I’m gonna protect you.

     He touches her face. She closes her eyes, submerging her
     resentment, bringing herself back down to earth.


32   INT. SHOTS OF HOUSE INTERIOR - DEAD OF NIGHT                     32

     The kitchen is dark and empty. Mess everywhere.

     The lounge room is empty too, it feels spooky.

     Not a soul in the hall. The old house is entirely still.
                                                                29.


33   INT. AMELIA’S BEDROOM - DEAD OF NIGHT - MORNING                  33

     Amelia sits up in bed, unable to sleep. She’s reading ‘The
     Artist’s Way’, her eyes hanging out of her head. Samuel is
     curled up beside her, fast asleep.

     She hears a distant sound, like someone running around
     downstairs. The noise concerns her. She listens for more.

     Dead silence. Eventually, she returns to her book.

     Another sound downstairs, a bit louder this time. Amelia
     waits to hear more. Troubled.

     Nothing.

     She shuts her book, and pulls the doona over her head, over
     Samuel’s too, a little unnerved.

     Amelia studies her son’s sleeping face under the covers,
     trying to gain some comfort from it.

     The image of her face ‘speeds up’ as she drifts off to
     sleep, it twitches and moves in fast motion as she sleeps
     her way through the fastest night ever. She opens her eyes,
     still under the doona.

                          SAMUEL
                Mum! It’s nine o’clock.

     She hurls the covers off to find the alarm blaring away.
     She looks at the time. It is indeed 9 am.

     She reaches for her mobile phone, on silent. There are five
     missed calls. She checks the last one. The word ‘work’
     flashes up on the screen. She springs out of bed.


34   EXT. OUTSIDE THE HOUSE - MORNING                                 34

     Amelia juggles her bag, her keys, Samuel’s things and talks
     on the mobile all at once.

                          AMELIA
                He’s not running a fever anymore...
                My sister’s going to take him.

     Samuel sneaks past with his catapult. Amelia catches him.

                          AMELIA
                     (Covering the phone)
                Put it back.
                                                               30.


     Samuel kicks up a fuss.

                       AMELIA
             Put it back or it’s going in the
             bin.

     Samuel’s shoulders slump, he takes it back inside.

                       AMELIA
                  (Back to the phone)
             I’m sorry I couldn’t get to the
             phone, he was throwing up.... No
             worries, see you very soon.

     She hangs up.

                       AMELIA
             No monster talk at Aunty Claire’s
             alright?

     Samuel sulks, walking down the path, ignoring her. She runs
     after him and grabs him.

                       AMELIA
             Samuel. No Babadook, no nothing.
             Alright?

     Samuel gives her a nod. She wins.


35   EXT. OUTSIDE CLAIRE’S HOUSE - MORNING                           35

     Amelia carts Samuel’s things up the long driveway. She
     spots Claire waiting out the front of her semi-mansion.

                       CLAIRE
             What have you been doing?

                       AMELIA
             Sorry.

     Samuel runs up behind her.

                       CLAIRE
             Day off school hey?

                       SAMUEL
             I’m not allowed back at school
             anymore. My teacher can’t stand me.

                       AMELIA
             That’s not true!
                                                                31.


                       SAMUEL
             She told me! In front of the class!

     Claire looks to her sister who can’t look back.

                       CLAIRE
             Is there a pupil free day today?

                       AMELIA
                  (Low voice)
             I didn’t want to talk about it in
             front of the kids.

                       CLAIRE
             So you lie to your sister. That’s
             nice.

                       AMELIA
             I just can’t deal with it this
             morning. Please, I never ask you to
             look after him-

     Samuel is showing Ruby some DVDs he has and is making
     explosion noises near her face. She flinches.

                       CLAIRE
             Be gentle, will you Samuel?

                       AMELIA
             Thanks so much for this. I’ll be
             back at three on the dot.


36   INT. NURSING HOME COMMON ROOM - DAY                              36

     Amelia has a microphone in one hand and a plastic bucket
     with bingo numbers in the other. She looks frazzled.

     The oldies are scattered on various tables. Most aren’t
     listening, a few are asleep, some have their numbers out.

     Upbeat musak plays in the background.

                       AMELIA
             Aaaannd, it’s number eleven! Who
             has number 11? Legs eleven?

     No one responds.

                       AMELIA
             OK, let’s try another one...

     She reaches in.
                                                                32.


                       AMELIA
             88? Number 88? Two fat ladies?

     After a long time one dedicated player holds up her hand.

                       AMELIA
             Good Elsie. Another few days and
             someone should be able to call
             ‘bingo.’

     No one gets the joke. She reaches for another number.

                       AMELIA
             Number 69? Not too much of that
             going on in here...

     No one claims the number. Amelia pulls out another one.

                       AMELIA
             The next number is 5 billion.
             Anyone got that? How about 75
             gazillion, anyone got that one?

     Some of the sharper members of the crowd look confused.

     Beverly pokes her head around the corner. She gives Amelia
     a disapproving look.

     Amelia shuts up immediately. The musak keeps going.


37   INT. NURSING HOME KITCHEN - DAY                                  37

     Amelia has her head in her hand, her eyes closed.

     Robbie enters. She springs out of her contemplation.

                       ROBBIE
             Beverly’s not impressed with you
             having a sense of humour.
                  (Beat.)
             Are you alright?

                       AMELIA
                  (Bright as she can)
             Yeah yeah, I’m fine. So how, how
             are you?

                       ROBBIE
             You don’t have to be fine you know.

     Amelia smiles, caught out. She drops her guard a little.
                                                           33.


                  AMELIA
        I am a bit stressed at the moment.

                  ROBBIE
        Why don’t you go home? Old cranky
        bitch is going after lunch. I’ll
        cover for you.

                  AMELIA
        You’d do that?
             (Beat)
        You can have my pay-

                  ROBBIE
        Don’t be ridiculous.
             (Beat)
        You’ve got a sick kid. Life’s too
        short.

                  AMELIA
             (Smiling)
        You’re so sweet Robbie.

He gives her a friendly touch on the shoulder, then drops
his arm, but stays close. Amelia shifts in her seat.

Robbie touches her hand. Amelia pulls it away like she’s
touched a burning stove. They’re both embarrassed.

                  AMELIA
        Sorry-

                  ROBBIE
        I’m an idiot.

                  AMELIA
        No, no, you’re not an idiot. Not at
        all..

                  ROBBIE
             (Nervous)
        We should do something sometime.

                  AMELIA
             (Tense)
        Yeah sure. I’ve got a bit on my
        plate at the moment, but we could
        have a cuppa sometime or-

                  ROBBIE
        That’d be great. Maybe I can come
        round-
                                                                34.


                       AMELIA
             Yeah. Or go out. Maybe later,
             sometime.

                         ROBBIE
             Great!

     It’s almost too much for Amelia. Robbie senses it.

                       ROBBIE
             You go... Say hello to Sam for me.

                         AMELIA
             I will...


38   INT. LARGE INDOOR SHOPPING CENTRE - MONTAGE - DAY                38

     - Amelia wanders aimlessly looking at the life teeming
     around her. A comforting distraction.

     - Amelia sits on a bench eating an ice cream.

     She notices an adorable baby girl at the end of the bench
     sitting on her mum’s lap. The mum tickles the little girl’s
     tummy. She bursts into peals of laughter.

     Amelia connects with the mother, they share a warm smile.

     The mother focuses back on her child. Amelia’s smile drops
     slowly, sadness replacing it.


39   INT. UNDERCOVER CAR PARK - DAY                                   39

     Amelia gets into her car. She sees a man and a woman
     kissing in their car, opposite her. She doesn’t want to
     look, but the passion of their embrace draws her in.

     The man whispers in the woman’s ear. She laughs, kissing
     him softly, then deeply, open mouthed.

     Amelia watches, yearning, immeasurably sad.

     The couple break apart. They happen to look her way.

     Amelia looks down, not wanting to be seen. She rummages
     through her bag, happens to look at her mobile. 10 missed
     calls. She checks the sender. It’s her sister.


40   EXT. OUTSIDE CLAIRE’S HOUSE - AFTERNOON                          40
                                                        35.


Amelia arrives to a ‘scene’. Ruby is bawling, clinging to
her mother. Samuel is curled up in a ball on the lawn,
stressed and frightened. Claire’s face is a hard mask.

                  CLAIRE
        Where have you been! You weren’t at
        work, I’ve rung you a million
        times!

                  AMELIA
             (Bracing herself)
        What happened?

                  CLAIRE
        He’s just scared the crap out of
        Ruby.

The little girl cries, her mother gently shushes her.

Amelia looks at Samuel. He’s spooked.

                  CLAIRE
        He insisted on talking to this
        bloody Babadook thing, all day.
        Just talking to the air. It even
        freaked me out.

                  AMELIA
        I’m so sorry.

                  CLAIRE
        You need to get him to see someone
        Amelia. It’s not normal.

                  AMELIA
             (Quietly)
        If you don’t want him here for
        Ruby’s party I understand.

                  CLAIRE
        Don’t be stupid. I just don’t want
        to have to deal with this monster
        crap-

                  SAMUEL
             (From the other side of
             the lawn, angry)
        IT’S NOT CRAP, IT’S REAL!

                  AMELIA
        Don’t talk to Aunty Claire like
        that!
                                                             36.


     She strides over. He puts his hands in his pockets, grabs
     something and throws it at the cement in front of her. It
     explodes with a bang. The women are stunned.


41   INT. CAR - AFTERNOON                                          41

     Amelia grips the wheel, tense. Her eyes flick between
     traffic and son in the back seat.

                       AMELIA
             Where did you get those
             firecrackers?

                       SAMUEL
             You got them for me on the
             Internet.

                       AMELIA
             Well that’s the end of the
             Internet.

     Samuel sighs. Amelia tries a much gentler approach.

                       AMELIA
                  (Reasoning)
             If you keep talking to things that
             aren’t real, Aunty Claire won’t
             want you to come over anymore.
                  (Beat.)
             Samuel?

     No answer. Just stubborn silence.

                       AMELIA
             If the Babadook was real, we’d see
             it right now, wouldn’t we?

                       SAMUEL
             It wants to make us really scared
             first. Then you’ll see it.

                       AMELIA
             Well I’m not scared.

                       SAMUEL
             You will be when it creeps into
             your room at night.

                       AMELIA
                  (Civil)
             That’s enough-
                                                                37.


                       SAMUEL
             You will be when it eats your
             insides.

                       AMELIA
                  (Suddenly)
             I’ve decided you’re not having your
             birthday with Ruby this week. No
             cake, no games, that’s the end of
             it.

     Samuel is crushed. Amelia keeps her eyes on the road, grips
     the steering wheel, her knuckles turning white.


42   INT. KITCHEN - BASEMENT - INTERCUT - EVENING                     42

     - Kitchen. A pot of soup boils away on the stove.

     Amelia stirs, focusing on the task. She looks up, and can
     just see Mrs Roach sitting in her lounge opposite, watching
     TV. The sight comforts her. She smiles, relaxes.

     - Basement. Samuel’s sparkly gloves clapping together.

     Stuffed toys all lined up in a row. At the end of the line,
     a photo of Amelia with her husband, OSKAR. They have their
     arms around each other, smiling.

                       SAMUEL (O.S.)
             Laayydees and gentlemehhhn! Mum and
             dad!

     Samuel has his magician outfit on, sparkly coat and hat.

                       SAMUEL
             Life is not always as it seems. It
             can be a wonderrus thing..

     He does a quick magic trick. It’s good, he’s got a knack.

     Bugsy is close by, sniffing around.

                       SAMUEL
             But it can also be very
             trecheruss...

     He throws two firecrackers onto the ground. They explode.

     Bugsy is spooked and hightails it up the stairs.

                       SAMUEL
                                                                38.


                  (Talking to something we
                  can’t see)
             Don’t worry dad, I’m gonna save
             Mum. I’m gonna trap the Babadook
             like this..

     He runs to the stairs, and pulls on a rope. It tightens
     across the stairs like a trip wire.

     - Kitchen. Amelia sees Bugsy push open the basement door
     and run through it. She’s shocked to see that door open.

     - Basement.

                       SAMUEL
             When he’s trapped I’m gonna KILL
             HIM!

     A newly made nail gun is strapped to his skinny leg. He
     fires it off. Nails fly through the air like tiny spears.

                       AMELIA (O.S.)
             SAMUEL.

     Samuel flinches. He rips off his weapons fast as he can,
     hides them and bolts upstairs. He’s in huge trouble.


43   INT. LOUNGEROOM - AFTERNOON                                      43

     Amelia’s face looks tight and strange.

     Samuel is nervous, he jigs around on the spot.

     She searches his pocket, he pulls away from her. She tries
     the other one, pulls out a key. He’s very ashamed.

                       AMELIA
             How did you get this??

                       SAMUEL
             I was just putting something back..

                       AMELIA
             All your father’s things are down
             there.

                       SAMUEL
             He’s MY father! YOU DON’T OWN HIM!

     A knock at the door. Amelia marches towards it, opens it.
                                                         39.


It’s Robbie, flowers in one hand, a present in the other.

                  ROBBIE
        Just thought I’d see how you’re
        going. These are for you.

She takes the flowers limply, not knowing what to say.

                  ROBBIE
        And this is for you matey. My mum
        always got me a model aeroplane
        when I was sick-

                  SAMUEL
        I’m not sick.

Uncomfortable pause. Amelia’s face burns. She’s caught out
big time. A huge wave of shame builds up in her.

                  ROBBIE
        Oh. I thought you were si-

                  AMELIA
             (Suppressed anger)
        No, he’s not actually. The truth
        is, he’s so disobedient he can’t go
        to school anymore.

                  SAMUEL
             (Indignant)
        You said that’s not true!

                  AMELIA
        How many 6 year old boys do you
        know Robbie who still believe in
        monsters?

                  SAMUEL
             (Screaming at Amelia)
        I HATE YOU!
             (To Robbie)
        She won’t let me have a birthday
        party and she WON’T let me have a
        DAD!

Samuel bolts up the stairs. His door slams. A terribly
awkward pause.

                  ROBBIE
        I’m really sorry... If you want to
        talk about it-

                  AMELIA
                                                               40.


             No, I don’t. Thanks anyway. Thanks
             for the presents.

     Robbie just stands there, looking at her, awkward.

                       AMELIA
                  (Flustered)
             I wasn’t expecting anyone over. The
             house is a mess.

                       ROBBIE
             I don’t care-

                       AMELIA
                  (Snapping)
             I care!
                  (Beat.)
             Please, can you just go?

                       ROBBIE
             I, I..

                       AMELIA
             Please go!

     Robbie leaves, embarrassed. Amelia shuts the door,
     completely ashamed of herself.

     She looks up and sees the door to the basement wide open.
     She walks to it. Samuel has left the light on down there.

     After a time, she forces herself down those stairs.


44   INT. BASEMENT - AFTERNOON                                       44

     Amelia finds the crowded space in chaos. Samuel has pulled
     out all his father’s things, a desperate attempt to
     connect.

     The sight of it all puts Amelia into a spin. She races
     around randomly stuffing things back in boxes.

     She clocks the photo of her and Oskar, walks over, picks it
     up, puts it in her pocket, unable to even look at it.

     She turns and what she sees makes her jump with fright.

     Samuel has fixed a hat, shirt and trousers to the wall,
     using his father’s things to replicate a person. A pair of
     shoes rest under each trouser leg. Oskar’s violin is out of
     its case, propped up against the wall, as if the shirt arm
     were holding it.
                                                                41.


     Amelia’s fright subsides overtaken by a terrible remorse
     that hits her right in the guts. Tears well in her eyes.


45   INT. SAMUEL’S ROOM - AFTERNOON                                   45

     Amelia hears Samuel playing on a kid sized electric piano.

     It’s good, definitely music, not just noise.

     She enters the room, he stops playing immediately.

                       AMELIA
             That was really good.

     Samuel is mute. She walks to the bed, sits next to him.

                       AMELIA
                  (Reaching out)
             Your dad could play like that. He
             only had to hear something once.

                       SAMUEL
                  (Short)
             I know. You’ve told me.

                       AMELIA
                  (Forcing herself)
             You can have your own birthday
             party this year if you want..

     Sam shrugs.

                       AMELIA
             I’ve made some yummy soup. Real,
             not out of a can.
                  (Nothing.)
             And after dinner we can play
             Monopoly, OK?

     She smooths his hair gently. He doesn’t shrug her off.

                       AMELIA
             OK?

     He gives her the smallest of nods. Amelia breathes a tiny
     sigh of relief.


46   INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT                                             46
                                                                42.


     Sam watches his mum taste her soup. She bites down on
     something. It hurts. She takes it out of her mouth. It’s a
     shard of glass. Her tongue bleeds slightly.

                       AMELIA
             Don’t eat it.

     Samuel stops. She sifts through her soup. Another shard.

     She tests his soup. No glass. She looks through hers and
     sees more pieces. Samuel looks panicked.

                       AMELIA
             Did you put glass in my soup?

                       SAMUEL
             The Babadook did it mum...

     He gets up. Amelia searches his face for the truth.

                       SAMUEL
             The Babadook did it!

                       AMELIA
                  (Unnerved)
             You go and watch a DVD, I’ll make
             something else.

     He looks like he’s about to jump out of his skin.

                       AMELIA
                  (Firm)
             Just go watch a DVD Samuel.


47   INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT                                             47

     Amelia fries some sausages. The TV is loud. She goes in to
     have a look.

     Samuel watches a magician DVD for kids, his back to her.

                       MAGICIAN ON TV
             Ladies and gentleman! Life is not
             always as it seems...

     Amelia looks at Sam’s little frame, so tiny sitting there.

     Her mind is preoccupied, suspicious of her son.


48   INT. STAIRS - AMELIA’S ROOM - SAM’S ROOM - NIGHT                 48
                                                                43.


     - Stairs. Amelia trudges up the stairs. She sees the back
     of Samuel running into his room. He shuts the door behind
     him.

     Odd.

     - Amelia’s room. Amelia catches sight of something shoved
     under her wardrobe. She bends down to have a look.

     It’s a hammer. There’s a broken glass next to it, shards of
     glass on the carpet. Her throat tightens.

     She stands up, notices the bed. All the covers have been
     pulled off and are lying on the floor. Amelia moves in,
     spotting a photo in the centre of the mattress.

     It’s the one of her and Oskar. Oskar’s face has been
     scratched out with a pen. Her eyes have been drawn over
     with black holes, the mouth drawn into a silent scream. She
     strongly resembles the pictures of the Babadook.

     - Sam’s room. Amelia storms in. She holds up the photo
     close to Samuel’s face, shaking with rage and fear.

                       AMELIA
             Do you think this is FUNNY!

     Samuel’s face drops. He runs straight for his catapult.

     Amelia intercepts, trying to grab it from him. He wrenches
     it back off her, a genuine struggle.

     She bends down to reason with him. He takes the chance to
     slap her hard across the face, then shoves her so
     forcefully she falls on her back.

                       SAMUEL
                  (Violent)
             DO YOU WANT TO DIE!?

     Amelia is speechless. She watches Sam load the catapult.
     For the first time, she’s genuinely scared of her son.


49   INT. KITCHEN - SAMUEL’S ROOM - INTERCUT - NIGHT                  49

     - Kitchen. Bugsy jumps up, trying to reach Amelia’s lap.
     She ignores him, scratching her head, staring into space.

     The lights dip in and out. It makes her anxious.

     Suddenly that pain in her mouth again. She feels the
     offending molar, wincing as she pulls and tugs at it.
                                                                44.


     - Sam’s room. He sleeps sitting up with his catapult on,
     breathing too fast and shallow, dwarfed by his armour.

     - Kitchen. Amelia scratches her scalp with her fingers, as
     if to relieve the pressure in her head and jaw. Bugsy tries
     to comfort her, but she’s in another world.

     - Sam’s room. He wakes suddenly. Shadows in every corner.
     It doesn’t feel safe. He looks at the wardrobe opposite.

     The doors are open.

     Sam slips off the bed. Mustering all his courage, he takes
     small steps towards the wardrobe.

     - Kitchen. Amelia’s fingers scrape against her scalp. The
     sound intensifies, the image so close it becomes surreal.

     Her face, her eyes in close up, full of anxiety. The sound
     of her scratching becomes deafening.

     - Samuel’s eyes and face, framed by the catapult.

     The dark closet yawns open, a deep terrifying hole.

     He lifts his eyes and face slowly, following something we
     don’t see up the wall and across the ceiling.

     - Amelia hears a terrible crashing sound upstairs. Then
     Samuel screaming, as if he’s being murdered. She leaps to
     her feet and is up those stairs in an instant.


50   INT. SAMUEL’S ROOM - MOMENTS LATER                               50

     Amelia finds the wardrobe, too heavy for Sam to pull over,
     lying face down on the floor. His clothes spill out
     underneath it. The room looks like it’s been ransacked.

     Amelia can’t see Samuel. She runs to the open window, then
     to the bed in a panic, searches underneath.

     Samuel is squashed right into a corner. He still has his
     catapult on. He won’t come out, clinging to the bed post.
     She has to really take hold and drag him out.

     She’s never seen anything like it. His body is rigid in her
     arms, his face a picture of terror. It frightens her.

                       SAMUEL
                  (Over and over)
             Don’t let it in! Don’t let it in!
             Don’t let it in!
                                                                45.


     He starts to hyperventilate. Amelia carries him to the bed
     and covers him with her body, trying to calm him.

     Her eyes scan his pillows. Underneath one of them lies a
     book. She can see the spine of it.

     ‘MISTER BABADOOK.’

     Her blood runs cold.


51   INT. STAIRWELL - NIGHT                                           51

     Amelia throws the book down the stairs, pages flying.


52   INT. SAMUEL’S BEDROOM - NIGHT                                    52

     - Samuel lies in a foetal position and sucks his thumb as
     Amelia pats his back, singing him a lullaby. Her voice
     trembles as she sings it. Samuel stares into space.


53   INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT                                            53

     Amelia is in the bath, her knees up to her chest, crying
     her heart out. She takes a deep breath, trying to calm
     herself.

     It doesn’t work. She breaks out into fresh sobs, completely
     alone.


54   INT/EXT. KITCHEN - FRONT YARD - HALLWAY - NIGHT                  54

     - Amelia takes the ‘MISTER BABADOOK’ to the table, opening
     it, becoming more agitated as she reads.

     ‘If it’s in a word or it’s in a look, you can’t get rid of
     the Babadook.’ She turns the page.

     The image of the Babadook falling on the boy in bed. The
     speech bubble ‘let me in!’ from the creature’s mouth.

     She slams the book shut, tries to rip it in half. It’s too
     thick. Determined, she rips out a page at a time, tearing
     each one to pieces.

     - Amelia shoves the remnants in the Otto bin, shuts it.

     - Amelia carries the sleeping Samuel into her room.
                                                                46.


55   INT. AMELIA’S BEDROOM - NIGHT - DAY                              55

     Amelia watches Samuel as he sleeps. Bugsy is asleep in her
     arms, his front legs poking up near her face.

     The power surges, the lamp light flickers.

     That sound again downstairs. Amelia’s face tightens. She
     listens for more, holding her breath.

     Nothing. Just tight and tense silence.

     Amelia moves in to Samuel, squashing Bugsy in between. She
     pulls the doona over her head. It covers the screen.

                       SAMUEL (O.S.)
             Mum do we have to go to Ruby’s
             party?

     The doona is dragged down to reveal Amelia’s exhausted
     face.

     It’s suddenly morning. She stares at the ceiling, then
     makes a monumental effort to turn on her side.

     Her hand comes out from under the doona, reaches to the
     floor. She picks up a present amongst the clothes and books
     scattered there. The paper has angels all over it.


56   INT. CLAIRE’S KITCHEN - DAY                                      56

     The present is passed to Ruby who’s waiting expectantly.

     Amelia looks like she hasn’t slept in years, dark circles
     under her eyes. Sam sits on her lap, fragile, withdrawn.
     His arms around her neck. She suffers it in silence.

     The middle class mothers surround her, all perfect hair and
     white teeth. Beyond groomed. Kids running everywhere.

     Ruby opens the present and is obviously disappointed.

                       RUBY
             I’ve already got this Barbie.

                       CLAIRE
             Well now she has a twin. They can
             go shopping together.

     Ruby flounces outside. The other kids follow her. Except
     for Samuel, who stays exactly where he is.
                                                        47.


                  AMELIA
        Go on, off you go...

Amelia’s aware she’s being watched by the mothers. Samuel
won’t let go of her neck, burying his face in her chest.

                  AMELIA
             (Laughing nervously)
        He’s just tired..

She peels his arms away. Samuel frets, starting to cry. The
mothers give each other surreptitious looks.

Amelia pulls Samuel to her by both wrists.

                  AMELIA
             (Measured)
        Go-and-play-right-now.

Sam leaves, half crying, half whining, looking at his mum
all the way. She tries to pretend nothing’s happening.

MOTHER 3 gives Claire a look. Claire rolls her eyes then
looks to Amelia who is staring right at her. Claire looks
away, caught out. Amelia is hurt and humiliated.

Uncomfortable silence.

                  MOTHER 1
        Claire tells me you’re a writer?

                  AMELIA
             (Nervous)
        Oh! Not so much anymore...

                  MOTHER 2
        What kind of writing do you do?

                  AMELIA
             (Awkward)
        I wrote articles for magazines.
        Some kids stuff but that was really
        just.. I’ve written a novel...

                  MOTHER 3
        Would we have read it?

                  AMELIA
             (Embarrassed)
        It hasn’t been published.

                  MOTHER 1
        Oh. Never mind...
                                                        48.


An awkward pause. Amelia’s face flushes with humiliation.

                   CLAIRE
         She’s very talented, she just needs
         to get back into it, that’s all.

Amelia becomes very uncomfortable, the focus on her.

                   MOTHER 1
         It must be very difficult. I do
         volunteer work with some
         disadvantaged women. A few of them
         have lost their husbands and they
         find it very hard.

Amelia looks at Mother 1, her face darkens.

                   CLAIRE
              (Changing the subject)
         How’s Richard’s merger going?

                   MOTHER 1 (O.S.)
         Oh! Good but his workload’s
         ballooned.

Tight on Amelia, fighting a growing anger.

                   MOTHER 1 (O.S.)
         I’ve got the kids 24/7 it feels
         like.

                   MOTHER 2 (O.S.)
         Tell me about it...

                   MOTHER 1 (O.S.)
         I don’t even have time to go to the
         gym anymore, it’s ridiculous!

                   AMELIA
              (Blurting it out)
         That’s a real tragedy.

The mothers all look at Amelia, taken aback. She stares at
Mother 1, her contempt obvious.

                   AMELIA
         Not having time to go to the gym.
         How do you cope?

Pause.

                  AMELIA
                                                                49.


             You must have a lot to talk about
             with those poor disadvantaged
             women.

     Horrible silence. Claire gives her sister a death stare.

     Amelia looks away, defiant, refusing to meet her gaze.


57   EXT. TREE HOUSE - CLAIRE’S BACKYARD - INTERCUT - DAY             57

     The large backyard is decked out with swings and a tree
     house. A clown entertains the kids with a lame trick.

     - Tree house. Ruby climbs up to find Sam hiding there.

                       RUBY
             This is my tree house. I say who
             comes here.

                       SAMUEL
             I’m not hurting anybody.

     - Backyard. Claire kisses the other mothers goodbye. Amelia
     fixes on the clown and kids.

                       MOTHER 1
             You sure you don’t want us to stay?

                       CLAIRE
                  (Cheek kissing)
             No that’s fine. I’ll call you when
             they’re ready to be picked up.

     The women give Amelia a half hearted goodbye as they leave,
     she returns it, embarrassed.

                       AMELIA
             I can stay after and help you clean
             up.

                       CLAIRE
                  (Cold)
             I’ll be fine.

     Amelia doesn’t go. The tension builds as they sit there
     watching the children play in the enormous backyard.

     - Tree house.

                       SAMUEL
                                              50.


        How would your Mum know if it’s
        real or not? She never comes to our
        house.

                  RUBY
        Mum told Dad she doesn’t want to go
        to your house coz it’s too
        depressing.

                  SAMUEL
        The Babadook would eat your Mum for
        breakfast! It’d rip her arms off!

                  RUBY
             (Scared)
        Shut up!

- Backyard. Amelia can’t stand it anymore.

                  AMELIA
        I never say anything bad to you or
        anyone. I say one thing and I’m an
        evil bitch.

                  CLAIRE
        You were bloody rude.

                  AMELIA
        She was so condescending! ‘I work
        with disadvantaged women’, give me
        a break!

                  CLAIRE
        Shereen is a huge supporter of the
        gallery, her husband is one of our
        major investors, and she’s my
        friend!

                  AMELIA
        Those women look down on me.

                  CLAIRE
        They feel for you in your
        situation!

                  AMELIA
        They feel sorry for me Claire!
        There’s a big difference!

- Tree house.

                  RUBY
                                                        51.


        I didn’t want you to come to my
        birthday party anyway. My mum made
        me do it.

                  SAMUEL
        Well, I didn’t wanna come. It’s
        boring.

                  RUBY
        No one likes you. You make up
        stories coz you don’t have any
        friends.

                  SAMUEL
        I’m not making things up, you can’t
        see things coz you’re stupid.

- Backyard.

                  CLAIRE
        I know what this is really all
        about.

                    AMELIA
        Oh? What?

                  CLAIRE
        As soon as anyone mentions Oskar,
        as soon as they even so much as
        hint at it, you can’t cope.

This hits a raw nerve with Amelia, she covers it.

                  AMELIA
        That’s not true.

                  CLAIRE
        I know he was the love of your
        life. And it is God awful what
        happened to him. But it’ll be seven
        years Amelia, isn’t it time you
        moved on?

Amelia struggles desperately to keep her feelings in.

                  AMELIA
        I have moved on! I don’t mention
        him, I don’t talk about him. What
        strain is it on you Claire? I
        listen... I listen to your life,
        day in day out and you don’t stop
        to ask me anything about mine!
                                                         52.


                  CLAIRE
             (Defensive)
        I do ask! I want to know how you
        are!

                  AMELIA
        Only if everything’s fine!

- Tree house.

                  RUBY
        You’re not even good enough to have
        a dad. Everyone else has one and
        you don’t.

                  SAMUEL
             (Getting upset)
        I do have a dad.

                  RUBY
        Your dad died so he didn’t have to
        be with you. And your mum doesn’t
        want you.

                  SAMUEL
             (Very close to tears)
        That’s not true.

                  RUBY
        Is so.

Samuel stands up, his hurt turning to rage.

- Backyard.

                  AMELIA
        You don’t come round to our house
        anymore.

CLAIRE AMELIA And you know why that is.. I ask and you
never come round-

                  CLAIRE
             (Snapping)
        Because I can’t stand being around
        your son!

                  AMELIA
        I can’t believe you just said that.

                  CLAIRE
        You can’t stand being round him
        yourself!
                                                           53.


- Tree house. Samuel lurches forward and pushes his cousin,
hard.

Ruby is knocked off balance. She grabs at the air as she
falls backwards right out the door.

Samuel face drops as he watches her fall.

- Backyard. Claire sees her daughter fall, turn mid air and
land straight on her face on the ground below. It looks
awful. Both sisters rush over.

Ruby stands up, in shock, blood pouring from her mouth.

Slowly, surely, she starts to howl.

All the kids stop playing and stare. Some get scared.

                  CLAIRE
        Let me have a look darling.

She opens her mouth. A tooth has snapped off at the base.

Ruby is hysterical. Blood spurts out.

Amelia sees her son at the top of the tree house. He looks
scared and guilty as he climbs down.

                  CLAIRE
             (Lashing out at him)
        WHAT DID YOU DO!

                  SAMUEL
             (Very upset, to Amelia)
        She said I didn’t have a dad! She
        kept saying it!

                  RUBY
             (Through the sobs)
        He.. He... said the Babadook was
        going to kill you Mummy...

She howls. Claire picks her up and moves swiftly into the
house. Amelia follows, shame and anxiety on her face.

                   CLAIRE
              (To Amelia)
        That bottom tooth is an adult
        tooth! She’s not going to get it
        back!

Ruby squeals. Claire holds her tight and marches to the
front door. Amelia follows her closely.
                                                                54.


                       CLAIRE
             Stay here and look after the
             children! Do you want another one
             to get hurt?

     Claire’s voice upsets one of the girls, the girl cries,
     this sets another one off. The kids are scared.

     She charges out of the door with her squealing daughter.

     Amelia turns to see a group of children in various states
     of distress. And in the middle is Samuel, completely lost.
     He rushes in to Amelia. She pushes him away. He runs to her
     again.

                       AMELIA
             GET AWAY FROM ME!

     Samuel stops in his tracks, shocked and scared.

     Amelia looks at the crying children in front of her. Her
     stress reaching boiling point.


58   INT. CAR - DAY                                                   58

     Amelia drives fast, stuffing her emotions down.

     A large cockroach appears on her bare leg. She violently
     sweeps it away. It goes flying into the mess at her feet.

                       SAMUEL
                  (Crying)
             Mum.. I didn’t mean to hurt her.
             She wouldn’t believe me.. Mum-
             meee...

     He starts kicking the back of her seat to get her
     attention.

     Kicking over and over and over....

     Amelia swerves to the side of the road, screeches to a
     halt.

     She flips her seat belt off, turns around.

                       AMELIA
             There is no BABADOOK!

     Samuel’s anguish rising to fever pitch. He screams and
     cries, kicking the seat over and over.
                                                                55.


                       AMELIA
             IT’S ALL MADE UP IN YOUR HEAD!

     Samuel suddenly goes quiet. He looks to his right, seeing
     something Amelia can’t see. He looks horrified.

                       SAMUEL
                  (To the air)
             Get out!
                  (To Amelia)
             Mummy..

                       AMELIA
                  (Frightened)
             Samuel, stop it now...

                       SAMUEL
                  (To the air, terrified)
             GET-OUT!

     He goes red in the face, as if he’s choking. Amelia
     watches, immobilized by shock.

     A middle aged couple stop and stare, concerned.

     Samuel kicks and punches, thrashing his body around. He
     screams out in pain. Amelia desperately tries to help.

     Samuel’s eyes roll back in his head, his body goes rigid,
     his fingers splayed. It looks absolutely horrifying.

     Amelia panics. She opens her car door.

                       AMELIA
                  (To the onlookers)
             Please help! There’s something
             wrong with my child!


59   INT. DOCTOR’S SURGERY - DAY                                      59

     An eye is checked by a sharp light. The pupil contracts.

     A tongue depressor is put into the child’s mouth.

     A stethoscope against Samuel’s bare chest.

                       DOCTOR (O.S.)
             Cough now.

     Samuel’s throat showing the reflex of a cough.
                                                                56.


     Samuel looks to the doctor, an overworked, middle-aged man.

     Amelia sits on a chair nearby. She looks wrecked.


60   INT. DOCTOR’S RECEPTION - DOCTOR’S SURGERY - DAY                 60

     - Samuel waits on the bench, exhausted. The receptionist
     gives him a warm smile. He doesn’t smile back.

     - Surgery.

                       DOCTOR
             I’d say it was a febrile
             convulsion. The brain gets
             overheated-

                       AMELIA
             Yes, I know what they are, I’m a
             nurse.

                       DOCTOR
             It always looks worse than it is.

                       AMELIA
             I’ve never seen anything like
             that..

                       DOCTOR
             He’s obviously suffering from a
             high level of anxiety, very
             committed to the monster theory.

                       AMELIA
             That’s an understatement..

     The doctor stops to look at Amelia, slightly irritated.

                       DOCTOR
             All children see monsters.

                       AMELIA
             Not like this. And it’s getting
             worse.

                       DOCTOR
             He could see a psychiatrist. I have
             some numbers. Takes a few weeks to
             get in.

                       AMELIA
                                                               57.


             Of course he needs to see someone.
             But can I just get something now to
             make him sleep? Just until I get an
             appointment.

     The doctor hesitates.

                       AMELIA
             Please. I haven’t slept in weeks.
             Neither has Samuel. When we go home
             tonight the whole nightmare will
             start up again and I’m-not-coping..

     He seriously studies Amelia, sizing her up.

                       DOCTOR
             I can prescribe a short course of
             Benzodiazepine, just till the tests
             come back. These are very strong
             for children. Most mothers aren’t
             too keen on them unless it’s really
             bad.

                       AMELIA
             It’s really bad.

     He opens his pad and writes out the script.

                       DOCTOR
             They can make children feel
             uncoordinated, foggy, maybe some
             temporary nausea. They’ll help him
             to sleep though, that’s for sure.

     He rips out the prescription and hands it to her.

                       DOCTOR
             That’s for one week. Half strength.

     Amelia’s face relaxes a little. Problem solved for now.


61   INT. SAMUEL’S ROOM - NIGHT                                      61

     Amelia has a glass of water and the pills at hand. Samuel
     sits up, worried, looking at the pills.

                       SAMUEL
             Is there something wrong with me?

                       AMELIA
             I’m sure everything will be
             alright. These will help for now.
                                                        58.


                  SAMUEL
        Why don’t people like me?

                  AMELIA
        Why do you say that?

                  SAMUEL
        Ruby said people don’t like me coz
        I’m weird.

                  AMELIA
        Sometimes people say things that
        aren’t true.

Samuel doesn’t look convinced.

                  AMELIA
        You just need to take your
        medicine, have a big sleep and not
        worry.

Samuel is suddenly very anxious. He clings to Amelia. She
tries not to tense up at his touch.

                  SAMUEL
        I don’t want you to die.

                  AMELIA
        I’m not going to die for a long
        time yet.

                  SAMUEL
        Did you think that about my dad
        before he died?

The comment hits her. She slowly pulls him away from her.

                  AMELIA
        You need to take these pills so you
        can go to sleep.
             (Bright)
        I’ve got the day off tomorrow.
        Maybe we can do something.

                  SAMUEL
        Will these make the Babadook go
        away?

                  AMELIA
        I think so. But you have to promise
        you won’t mention it again.

He takes the pills in hand, looks at her seriously.
                                                               59.


                       SAMUEL
             I promise to protect you if you
             promise to protect me. Then I won’t
             mention it.

                       AMELIA
             Of course I will.

                       SAMUEL
             Sometimes people say things that
             aren’t true.

     She looks him in the eyes, as sincerely as she can.

                       AMELIA
             I promise to protect you.
                  (About the pills)
             Come on.

     He takes them, she gives him the water, he drinks it.

                       SAMUEL
                  (Anxious)
             Can you stay here with me?

                       AMELIA
             Yes.

                       SAMUEL
             I love you Mum.

                       AMELIA
                  (Tight)
             Me too.

     Samuel’s face drops with her response. Amelia tucks him
     into bed. He doesn’t look at her, infinitely sad.

     Amelia stands and looks at Samuel’s back, a guilty sadness
     crosses her face.


62   INT. AMELIA’S ROOM - NIGHT - MORNING                            62

     Amelia sits on her bed, heavy with exhaustion.

     Her face seen from above as she falls onto the pillow in
     slow motion. The pillow seems miles away. A lullaby plays
     on violin. Her face relaxes, her eyes close.

     Finally she lands on the pillow, surrendering to deep
     sleep.
                                                                60.


     A soft, unearthly light plays on her face.

     After several blissful moments, the lullaby ends. Amelia
     opens her eyes and looks over at the clock. 11am.

     She drifts up to sitting. It’s quiet and calm in the room
     and outside. She stands, her face is tranquil, dreamy.


63   INT. SAMUEL’S ROOM - MORNING                                     63

     Amelia sees Samuel lying on his bed with his back to her,
     completely still. She drifts towards him. His eyes are
     closed, his face perfect, like a doll’s.

     She leans in to check he’s breathing. He is.


64   INT. HALLWAY - MORNING                                           64

     Amelia shuffles down the hallway, yawning, content.

     Three knocks on the front door.

     She covers over her dressing gown, smooths down her hair
     and moves to the door, opening it.

     There’s no one there. She peers out onto the street. Not a
     soul. It’s very quiet, strangely so. She stands there a
     moment, puzzled, then closes the door.

     Amelia’s almost at the end of the hall when it happens
     again.

     Three loud, sharp knocks.

     She turns, strides to the front door, opens it.

     Sitting on the welcome mat is the book of ‘MISTER
     BABADOOK.’ Its pieces all glued back together.

     The blood drains from Amelia’s face. She bends down to pick
     it up. She looks on the street for any sign of life.

     Nothing.

     Amelia runs inside with the book firmly in her grasp.


65   INT. LOUNGE ROOM - MORNING                                       65
                                                                61.


     Amelia flips through the book, becoming more frightened as
     she goes. She finds a new page with large angry words.

     ‘I’ll WAGER with YOU, I’LL MAKE you a BET. THE MORE you
     DENY, the STRONGER I GET.’

     She flips the page.

     The boy in the bed has been replaced by a screaming woman.

     She looks like Amelia. The Babadook drops down over her,
     the words ‘LET ME IN’ flying out of its mouth.

     Amelia flips the page. The woman stands with arms
     outstretched. The Babadook’s shadow rises behind her.

     ‘You start to CHANGE when I get in, the BABADOOK growing
     right UNDER YOUR SKIN.’

     Amelia’s hands shake as she fumbles for the next page.

     OH COME! COME SEE WHAT’S UNDER-NEATH!

     She turns the page.

     A huge shadow envelops the woman as she snaps the neck of a
     little white dog. The dog looks exactly like Bugsy.

     Amelia flips the page, not wanting but needing to see.

     The woman strangles a boy with her bare hands. The shadow
     holds her arms, forcing her to it. Amelia flips the page.

     An image of the woman, her mouth open in a terrible scream.

     She slits her throat, blood spurts everywhere.

     Amelia turns to the final page. Just text that says ‘IF
     IT’S IN A WORD, OR IT’S IN A LOOK, YOU CAN’T GET RID OF THE
     BABADOOK.


66   EXT. BACKYARD - MORNING                                          66

     Petrol splashes out of a can.

     A pair of hands throw a lit match into the barbecue where
     the ripped up book now lies. It ignites quickly.

     Amelia stands back as the flames rise, watching it burn.
                                                                62.


     She sees Samuel at the back door, trying to wake up. She
     shoots him a tense smile. He looks concerned.


67   INT. AMELIA’S HALLWAY - CLAIRE’S HOUSE - MORNING                 67

     Amelia is on the phone to Claire.

                       CLAIRE
             She has to have a root canal and a
             crown.

                       AMELIA
             I’ll pay for everything.

                       CLAIRE
             You can’t even pay for your own
             dental work, how are you going to
             do that?

     Amelia doesn’t know what to say.

                       CLAIRE (O.S.)
             I really have to go now..

                       AMELIA
                  (Blurts it out)
             Claire, I think someone is stalking
             me and Samuel.

                       CLAIRE (O.S.)
             What?

                       AMELIA
             A book turned up at our house.

                       CLAIRE
             What are you talking about?

                       AMELIA
             I threw it away. But someone glued
             it back together and put it on our
             doorstep.

                       CLAIRE (O.S.)
             A book? Amelia I can’t help you
             now-

                       AMELIA
             I don’t expect you to help, I just-

                       CLAIRE
                                                                63.


             If you’re worried you should go to
             the police. I’ve got to go.
                  (Hangs up.)

     Amelia puts down the phone, crushed. She stares at her
     hands, black from the smoke. Silence.

     The phone rings sharply, giving her a fright.

                       AMELIA
                  (Picking up)
             Claire?

     There is a silence on the other end.

                       AMELIA
                  (Growing tense)
             Hello?

     Finally, a noise on the other end, but not a human one.

     ‘Babababababa dook-dook-dook’

     The sound rips through Amelia. She slams down the phone.


68   EXT. OUTSIDE MRS ROACH’S HOUSE - DAY                             68

     A door opens. Amelia waits there, a vulnerable smile.
     Samuel is beside her, sitting on the doorstep.

                       MRS ROACH
                  (Lighting up)
             Hello love.

                       AMELIA
             Hi Gracie.
                  (To Samuel)
             Up you get Sam.

                       MRS ROACH
             Oh he’s alright. You tired little
             one?

                       SAMUEL
             I’m exhausted Mrs Roach. I’m on
             drugs.

                       AMELIA
                  (Explaining)
             He had a fit yesterday. He’s
             alright, but we’ve had to medicate
             him.
                                                                64.


                       MRS ROACH
             Oh, you poor little thing...

                       AMELIA
             Gracie would I be able to leave
             Samuel with you for an hour or so?
             I’ve got to do something and he
             can’t come along.

                       MRS ROACH
             Yes of course. Are you alright?

                       AMELIA
                  (Upbeat)
             I’m fine. I normally wouldn’t ask
             you to look after him-

                       MRS ROCHE
             (Genuine)
             That’s no problem.

     Mrs Roach reaches out taking Amelia’s hand.

                       MRS ROACH
             It’s not a crime to ask for help
             love.

     Amelia tries with all her might not to cry.


69   INT. POLICE STATION - DAY                                        69

     Amelia enters, intimidated by the surroundings.

     There are three policemen on duty, one older sergeant at
     the front desk, and two in the back who don’t look old
     enough to be working. They all look bored.

     Amelia shuffles up to the counter.

                       AMELIA
             Hi. I want to report someone
             stalking me and my child.

                       SERGEANT
                  (Starts writing)
             When did the incident occur Madam?

                       AMELIA
             It started this week.

                       SERGEANT
             Can you tell us what happened?
                                                       65.


                  AMELIA
        Someone sent me a.. a children’s
        book.

The teenage cops stifle a laugh. Amelia sees it. The
Sergeant gives them a quick, stern look.

                  SERGEANT
        And?

                  AMELIA
             (Directed at the two in
             the back)
        And it contained violent and
        graphic images of my child and me
        being murdered.

The two in the back instantly stop smiling.

                  SERGEANT
        Can we have a look at the book
        please?

                  AMELIA
             (Sheepish)
        I burnt it.

                  SERGEANT
             (Deflated)
        You burnt it.

                  AMELIA
        Yes.

                  SERGEANT
        Well, unfortunately there’s nothing
        we can do about it.

                  AMELIA
        He’s making phone calls to me as
        well.

                  SERGEANT
        What’s he saying?

                  AMELIA
        Nothing, he’s just making noises.

                  SERGEANT
        How do you know it’s the same
        person?

                  AMELIA
                                                                66.


             Because of what he wrote in the
             book!

                       SERGEANT
             The book you burnt.

                       AMELIA
                  (Defeated)
             Yes.....

     She looks past the policemen in the back and sees a coat
     rack. On the rack hangs a long black coat. Perched right on
     top of the coat is an old fashioned black top hat.

     Just like the coat and hat in the book.

     Amelia looks suddenly frightened. The Sergeant notes it. He
     looks at her hands on the counter, black from the fire.

     Amelia retracts them, trying to remain composed.

     She straightens her hair, the hair she didn’t brush this
     morning. The Sergeant doesn’t take his eyes from her.

                       SERGEANT
             Are you having a hard time at the
             moment, love?

     She looks to the hat and coat, then back to the Sergeant,
     trying to concentrate.

                       AMELIA
             OK, thanks, don’t worry about it.

     She almost runs out.


70   EXT. OUTSIDE MRS ROACH’S HOUSE - AFTERNOON                       70

     Samuel trudges towards his mum coming down the path.

                       MRS ROACH
             Did you get your things done?

     Amelia nods, trying to appear relaxed.

                       SAMUEL
             Mrs Roach has Parkingsuns, that’s
             why she shakes all the time like
             she’s dancing.
                                                                67.


     AMELIA SAMUEL Samuel- It might get worse but it won’t get
     better-

                       AMELIA
             You don’t have to say everything
             that comes into your head!

                       MRS ROACH
             It’s alright love. He wanted to
             know, so we talked about it.

     Amelia checks herself. Samuel trudges back home, tired.

                       MRS ROACH
             He sees things as they are, that
             one. His dad was the same, always
             spoke his mind.

                       AMELIA
                  (Snapping)
             I’d rather not talk about his dad.
             It’s been seven years!

     She walks off without a goodbye. Mrs Roach looks after
     Amelia, concerned by her uncharacteristic response.


71   INT. LOUNGE ROOM - KITCHEN - HALLWAY - DAY                       71

     - Amelia passes Samuel lying on the couch, already half
     asleep. Her tooth is giving her a massive migraine.

     - Bugsy is in the kitchen, barking nonstop. She tries to
     move closer to him, he runs straight past her outside.

     It looks like a bomb’s gone off. Food in the sink, mess
     everywhere. She pauses for a moment, overwhelmed.

     Something tickles her arm. It’s a cockroach. She jumps,
     flicking it off in disgust. It falls to the floor.

     She notices another one on the floor nearby. Then another.

     About six or seven of the bastards. They seem to be coming
     from behind the fridge.

     Amelia pulls the fridge out from the wall. The wallpaper is
     torn in one place. A cockroach pops out of it. It disgusts
     her. She starts to peel back the paper.

     A hole in the wall. It’s filled with cockroaches. They
     crawl out, some dropping at her feet. She has to stop from
     vomiting as she runs for a broom.
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Samuel appears at the door.

                  AMELIA
        Don’t come in here!

- Later. The contents of the fridge have been turfed out
onto the benches. It looks even messier than before.

Amelia has an old dress on and large rubber gloves. She
looks completely dishevelled, manically cleaning.

Suddenly, three knocks at the door. Amelia freezes.

A pause. The three knocks come again.

She creeps past a sleeping Samuel on the couch, towards the
front door, her broom as a weapon.

Amelia looks through the peephole.

Two strangers at the door, a man and a woman.

Amelia opens the door.

The people look Amelia up and down. The old dress, the
gloves, her dishevelled hair.

                  AMELIA
             (Terse)
        I don’t want to buy anything.

                  WELFARE MAN
        Are you Amelia Vanek?

                    AMELIA
               (Suddenly nervous)
        Yes.

                  WELFARE MAN
        I’m Warren Newton and this is Prue
        Flannery from the Department of
        Community Services. The Babbage Bay
        Primary School has asked us to stop
        in and say hello.

                  AMELIA
        My son has only been away two days.

                   WELFARE MAN
                                                          69.


        He’s not actually registered at
        Babbage Bay anymore. If I could
        just come in, meet Samuel and get
        you to look at these papers, that’d
        be terrific.

Amelia manages to give them a feeble smile.

- Lounge room. The welfare pair scrutinize their surrounds,
both noticing the smashed window, now patched up with
plastic and duct tape.

Amelia is suddenly very self conscious.

Bugsy comes out, barking loudly. Samuel wakes up, groggy.

                  AMELIA
        Bugsy! Sshh! That’s enough.

Bugsy runs away when Amelia tries to pick him up.

                  WELFARE WOMAN
        Hello Samuel. I’m Prue and this is
        Warren.

Samuel sits up. She puts out her hand, he shakes it.

                  SAMUEL
        Hello.

                  WELFARE WOMAN
        How are you?

                  SAMUEL
        I’m a bit tired from the drugs Mum
        gave me.

They both look to Amelia with concern.

                  AMELIA
        Not ‘drugs’, tranquillizers.

Their concern grows.

                  AMELIA
             (Quickly)
        From the doctor. He had a fit
        yesterday.

Bugsy barks, Amelia tries to grab him, he runs outside.

                  SAMUEL
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        I feel really tired akshally.

                  WELFARE WOMAN
        That’s no good.

The welfare woman throws Amelia a disapproving glance. She
looks into the kitchen chaos.

                  WELFARE WOMAN
             (To Amelia)
        May I have a glass of water?

                  AMELIA
        Yes, of course. I’ll just get you
        one.

Amelia darts into the kitchen. The welfare people follow.

They notice a mound of wallpaper on the floor.

                  AMELIA
        It’s a real mess, I know. I’ve just
        found a cockroach infestation. I
        normally keep the house sprayed, I
        DID spray it already actually!
        There’s a big hole in the wall
        behind the fridge, that’s why I..

Amelia shows them to the area behind the fridge.

There’s no hole in the wall, just a mound of wallpaper at
their feet. No cockroaches. Amelia is gob smacked.

The two welfare people sneak a look at each other.

                  AMELIA
        I didn’t mean a hole in the wall,
        there was a hole in the wall paper.
        They were laying their eggs in
        there, I think.

She smiles, very nervous. They smile back, politely.

                  WELFARE MAN
        We’ve caught you at a bad time.
        I’ll leave some information for you
        to read over, we can come back in a
        week to talk through your options.
        Here’s my card.

                  SAMUEL (O.S.)
        Mum.
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     All three adults look to Samuel.

                       SAMUEL
             I think I’m gonna vomit.


72   INT/EXT. OUTSIDE HOUSE - LOUNGE ROOM - LATE AFTERNOON            72

     - Outside. Amelia stuffs all the wallpaper in the bin.

     - Lounge room, soon after. Samuel is once again fast asleep
     on the couch. It’s just starting to get dark.


73   INT. KITCHEN - LOUNGE ROOM - EVENING                             73

     Amelia is washing dishes. She can see Mrs Roach watching TV
     in her lounge room. She smiles, comforted by the familiar
     sight. Time stretches.

     She looks into the soapy water. The splashing sound, the
     warmth calms her. She pulls out a plate, looks up again.

     Standing in the shadows, behind Mrs Roach, is the half
     visible form of the Babadook. The black shadowy coat, the
     tall top hat, the long black gloves can just be seen.

     It appears to be looking right at her.

     Amelia drops the plate into the sink.

                       SAMUEL (O.S.)
             Mum.

     Amelia starts and looks at Samuel at the kitchen door.

                       SAMUEL
                  (Exhausted)
             I’m gonna go to bed.

                       AMELIA
             Ah... It’s only 6 o'clock. Don’t
             you want to stay up with your Mum
             for a while?

                       SAMUEL
             No..

     He turns and leaves. Amelia looks back out the window. No
     Babadook. Just Mrs Roach sitting with a cup of tea.

     She turns and follows Sam into the lounge, on edge.
                                                               72.


                       AMELIA
                  (Desperate)
             If you go to bed now, the pills
             won’t work properly. You have to
             stay up for a while sweetheart.

     Samuel sighs. He drags himself onto the couch again.


74   INT. LOUNGE ROOM - EVENING                                      74

     Samuel finishes off a magic trick, his heart’s not in it.

                       AMELIA
             What about another one?

                       SAMUEL
                  (Cranky)
             No Mum!


75   INT. LOUNGE ROOM - BATHROOM - AMELIA’S BEDROOM - NIGHT          75

     - Samuel is on the couch half asleep, watching a video.

     Amelia stares at the screen but doesn’t take it in.

     She looks into the mess of the kitchen, fear on her face.
     She turns up the volume on the TV, Samuel stirs.

     - Bathroom. Samuel is almost asleep in the bath. Amelia
     washes his back vigorously.

     - Bedroom. Amelia reads. Sam barely has his eyes open.

                       AMELIA
             ...and lived happily in a beautiful
             palace for the rest of their days.’
             THE END.

     Samuel is asleep. Amelia stares at the end of her bed, the
     light of the lamp bleeding into the darkness beyond.

     The lights flicker. The bedside light buzzes softly, then
     gets louder. Amelia flicks her arm out and turns it off.


76   INT. AMELIA’S BEDROOM - LATER                                   76

     Amelia lies wide awake in bed on her side. Samuel is out to
     it. She turns over, restless, staring at the ceiling.
                                                           73.


That sound downstairs again. Only this time, it comes up
the stairs and stops outside her door. Amelia freezes.

A slight scratching sound at the door. She starts to panic,
the scratching gets louder.

She hears a whimpering. It’s the dog.

She springs out of bed and opens the door, relieved.

Bugsy runs in, jumps straight up on the bed, finds a spot
near Samuel and settles. Amelia jumps under the covers.

Silence. Darkness. Amelia’s eyes flicking, nervous.

The scratching starts up again, only this time it can’t be
the dog. Amelia stares at the door unable to move.

The door clicks and moves open by itself. Amelia watches,
her heart in her throat. The rustling, scratching sound
moves inside the room. Amelia slips the covers over her
head, terrified. She can’t see anything now.

The sound appears to be moving closer.

After an age, Amelia pulls down the duvet, unable to stand
it anymore. She peers into the terrible darkness.

Something large and black lurks in one corner on the
ceiling.

She can’t make out what it is. Time stops.

The shadow scuttles quickly across the ceiling. It stops
right above her head. Amelia is paralyzed by fear. She
hears a rasping sound. The thing appears to be breathing.

Her hand reaches for the bedside lamp. Her eyes are fixed
on the dreaded shadow right above her head.

Before she can get there, the thing drops down right on top
of her. She sees its hideous, mask like face millimetres
from her own; the black eyes, the mouth wrenched open in a
permanent, silent scream. She takes a huge breath, as if
breathing the thing in, terrorized.

Amelia switches on the lamp, springs out of bed and turns
on the overhead light. Bugsy barks. Samuel wakes.

There’s nothing there. Samuel sits up, trying to focus.

                  AMELIA
                                                                74.


             We’re going downstairs.

                       SAMUEL
             Why?

                       AMELIA
             Because we are!


77   INT. LOUNGE ROOM - NIGHT - MORNING                               77

     Amelia turns every lounge light on. She moves to the
     kitchen, turns the lights on there. Samuel watches, groggy.
     Bugsy follows Amelia, barking continuously.

     - Later. All the lights still on. The TV is up loud.

     Amelia tries desperately to stay awake, absently hitting
     the remote. Commercials, nature program, soap opera.

     An old black and white George Méliès clip appears on the
     screen. Beautiful silent images, childlike but slightly
     disturbing. Just like the Babadook book. A weird tinkling
     lullaby accompanies them, seducing her to sleep.

     She fights it, her head nodding forward and back, a drowsy
     agitation, desperate to stay awake.

     The Méliès images stream in front of her. People
     dismembered, heads growing larger and smaller, old style
     cinema tricks.

     Strange and sinister.

     Emotions pass over Amelia’s face as she watches, agitation,
     amusement, exhaustion, fear. Something is brewing. She
     jerks forward and back, her eyes heavy.

     Her face speeds up. It looks bizarre. The tinkly piano
     music continues to play. And still she doesn’t sleep.

     Amelia’s face returns to normal speed, she looks around.

     The sun is coming through the windows. It’s already
     morning.

     She leans over. Something doesn’t feel right.

     She looks to Samuel asleep on the couch, his back to her.

     Bugsy peers over Samuel, studying Amelia with caution.
                                                                75.


     She returns the dog’s stare, unblinking. There’s an eery
     silence in the room. She looks at the TV. It’s on mute.

     Amelia suddenly lurches forward and manages to stand. She
     centres herself momentarily, then shuffles to the stairs.


78   INT. AMELIA’S ROOM - MORNING                                     78

                       AMELIA
                  (Into mobile)
             Hi Beverly, it’s Amelia.

     Pause. Amelia looks exhausted and strange.

                       AMELIA
                  (Flat)
             I can’t come in today, I think I’ve
             caught what my son had... I don’t
             want to give it to anyone at
             work... Alright, give all my shifts
             to someone else, that’s just what I
             need... I can’t help it if I’m
             sick, what do you expect me to
             do?... You do that!

     She throws the phone on the bedside table, sits down
     heavily on the bed, her head in her hands.

     She lies on her side, pulls up the covers, stares at the
     wall, her eyes zombie like. They eventually close.

     Silence. And finally, sleep.

                       SAMUEL (O.S.)
             Mum....

     Amelia’s eyes spring open. She doesn’t respond.

                       SAMUEL (O.S)
             I took my pills, but now I feel
             sick again.
                  (Pause.)
             I need to eat something..

     Amelia’s eyes fill with resentment. She closes them.

                       SAMUEL (O.S.)
             I couldn’t find any food in the
             fridge.

     Her eyes snap open, staring, cold.
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                       SAMUEL (O.S.)
             You said to have them with food.

     Amelia’s face hardens, a buried fury surfacing.

                       SAMUEL (O.S.)
             I’m really hungry Mum.

     She sits up suddenly, facing Samuel. She looks odd.

                       AMELIA
             Why do you have to talk-talk-talk
             all the time? Don’t you ever STOP
             TALKING?

     Samuel is taken aback by his mother’s tone.

                       SAMUEL
             I was just-

                       AMELIA
             I-NEED-TO-SLEEP.

     She looks fierce. Samuel is unnerved.

                       SAMUEL
             I’m sorry Mummy, I was just hungry.

                       AMELIA
                  (Frightening)
             If you’re that hungry, why don’t
             you go and EAT SHIT!

     Samuel backs away through the door, genuinely scared.

     Amelia lies back down, pulling the sheets over her.

     After a moment, she realizes with absolute shame what she’s
     just done. It rattles her.


79   INT. SAMUEL’S ROOM - MORNING                                     79

     Amelia arrives at the door, sheepish. She sees Samuel on
     his bed, head down. He tries desperately not to cry. His
     body tenses as she comes near, he’s scared of her.

                       AMELIA
             I’m so sorry. I don’t know why I
             said that. That was terrible.
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     Samuel doesn’t look at her. He starts to cry. It’s heart
     wrenching, Amelia feels it.

                       AMELIA
             It’s just... I’ve had absolutely no
             sleep... I didn’t know what I was
             saying.

     Samuel tries to stop crying, he can’t.

                       AMELIA
             I’ll cook you something. What would
             you like? You can have anything at
             all.

                       SAMUEL
                  (Crying)
             I’m not hungry anymore.

     She puts her arm around him. He wriggles away from her.

                       AMELIA
                  (Ashamed)
             I can understand you being upset. I
             would be if I were you..

     Amelia searches for the right words to placate him.

                       AMELIA
             We need to get out of this house...
             Would you like to go to McDonalds?

                       SAMUEL
             You said McDonalds is bad for you.

                       AMELIA
             Once in a while doesn’t hurt.

     Samuel calms down a little.

                       AMELIA
             You can have whatever you want,
             alright? Even ice cream for
             breakfast if you want.

     A long pause as Samuel calms down, thinks about it.


80   INT. MCDONALDS - DAY                                             80

     Kid’s party. The place is packed with screaming children.
                                                                78.


     Amelia looks around at the tacky decor. The sounds and
     sights are irritating, loud and bright.

     Samuel sits in front of a large Happy Meal, dark circles
     under his eyes. He chomps away on his french fries.

     Amelia gives him a warm smile. He manages one back. Things
     are better, the power of junk food has worked.

     A stabbing pain in her jaw. Amelia winces. She reaches
     inside her mouth and feels her back molar. She massages her
     jaw, searching for relief.


81   INT. CAR - DAY                                                   81

                       SAMUEL
                  (Very tired)
             Where are we going?

                       AMELIA
                  (Wired)
             I just wanna drive for a while..

     Amelia feels an itch on her leg. She looks down. Her leg is
     covered in cockroaches. She recoils, desperately flicking
     them away. The car swerves, Samuel panics.

     Amelia looks in the rear vision mirror.

     A shadowy shape jumps onto the boot then the roof. She can
     hear it, pounding like mad, a terrible sound. She swerves
     all over the road, frightened. Samuel screams.

     Amelia accidentally accelerates, heading straight towards
     another car. A screeching of tyres, a sickening sound.

     Amelia is frozen at the wheel, shell shocked. Samuel is
     crying. It’s a miracle they’re not hurt.

     A young corporate guy gets out of the other car, a brand
     new Audi. He inspects the damage, then runs to Amelia.

                       GUY
             You ran straight into me!

     Amelia looks at him with a blank expression, in shock.

                       GUY
             I just bought this bloody car! What
             were you doing?

     The guy looks into the back seat, sees Samuel cowering.
                                                                79.


                       GUY
             Oh! Driving on the wrong side of
             the road! With a kid in the back!
             You could have KILLED someone, you
             know that!?

     The man’s face looms large and terrible in the window.

     She reverses the car suddenly and screeches away as fast as
     she can, leaving the man bewildered in her wake.


82   EXT. MRS ROACHE’S FRONT YARD - AMELIA’S FRONT YARD - DAY         82

     Mrs Roach is collecting the mail. She sees Amelia and Sam
     getting out of their car, goes to say hello, but is stopped
     by the look on Amelia’s face. She looks terrible.

     Amelia checks the roof of the car. There’s nothing, not a
     dint, not a scratch. Her face pales. She stumbles to the
     house, Samuel drags along behind, focusing on his mum.

     Mrs Roach watches them as they disappear, worried.


83   INT. BATHROOM - EVENING                                          83

     Amelia has a warm bath running and is sitting in it, fully
     clothed. She holds her knees to her chest, trembling,
     trying to calm herself down. She looks awful.

     Samuel stands by, worried.

                       SAMUEL
             Mum. Do you want me to call Aunty
             Claire?

     She doesn’t reply. Samuel edges closer.

                       SAMUEL
             I can talk to her and tell her we
             had an accident and she can come
             over... Mum?

                       AMELIA
                  (Quiet)
             Aunty Claire doesn’t want to talk
             to us anymore.

     Beat. Amelia gets up and grabs hold of Samuel gently. She
     puts him into the bath, shirt, shorts, socks and all.

                       AMELIA
                                                                80.


                  (Soothing)
             It’s nice and warm in here..

     Samuel sits opposite his mum, very concerned. Long pause.

                       SAMUEL
             I don’t want you to go away..

                       AMELIA
                  (Strangely calm)
             I’m not going anywhere.

     They sit opposite each other, in silence.


84   INT. ENTRANCE TO BASEMENT - EVENING                              84

     Amelia comes out of the basement, clutching the violin.

     She clocks Samuel in the lounge and walks right past him
     without acknowledgement. Sam is shocked.


85   INT. AMELIA’S ROOM - EVENING                                     85

     Amelia lies down, calmed by the violin tight in her arms.

     Sam follows, climbing on the bed to stroke her forehead.
     She relaxes and closes her eyes, letting him comfort her.

     A tender moment between them as Samuel smooths his mum’s
     hair, suddenly the parent.

                       SAMUEL
             Mum... I don’t think we should stay
             here tonight.
                  (Nothing.)
             I can call Mrs Roach.

                       AMELIA
             We can’t trouble other people.

                       SAMUEL
             She wouldn’t mind, I know she
             wouldn’t.

                       AMELIA
             I don’t want you to call anyone. I
             just need to sleep...

     Sam strokes Amelia’s cheek. She relaxes, letting him in.
                                                                81.


     He accidentally knocks the violin with his knee.

                         AMELIA
                    (Suddenly vicious)
               Leave it!

     Sam backs away, sitting on an easy chair in the corner.

     Amelia watches him there from the bed. Her eyelids open and
     close, she gives in to sleep, shutting out her son.


86   INT. AMELIA’S ROOM - EVENING                                     86

     A short while later. The last rays of light are dying in
     the room, they play on the curtains, shadows form.

     Creepy.

     Amelia’s sleeping face. Whispering voices, barely audible,
     envelop her. They sound demonic. Her face contorts from a
     nightmare. The whispers intensify.

     Amelia’s eyes snap open. The whispers stop altogether.

     She sits up. Is she hearing things? She searches the near
     dark room.

     Eerie silence. Samuel is nowhere to be found.


87   INT. UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - EVENING                                  87

     Light is fading fast in the house. Amelia descends the
     stairs, straining to see.

     The whispers start up again, taunting her. She stops dead
     in her tracks and the sounds stop.

     She stumbles on, her face dark and troubled.


88   INT. LOUNGE ROOM - KITCHEN - EVENING                             88

     Amelia stands in the dark lounge room. The whispers return,
     only louder this time, more threatening. She can’t tell
     where they’re coming from. It infuriates her.

     She races into the kitchen, turns on the light, and rounds
     the bench.
                                                         82.


She sees Samuel in his armour, whispering to someone on her
mobile phone. He almost jumps out of his skin.

She rips the mobile out of his hand and looks at the
screen, livid. Mrs Roach’s name flashes up.

She tries to contain her fury as she prepares to talk.

                  AMELIA
             (Calm as possible)
        Gracie. I am so sorry.

                  MRS ROACH
        Has someone broken into the house?
        Sam said someone was trying to get
        in??

                  AMELIA
        No. We’re fine. Samuel’s just being
        very disobedient. Again.

                  MRS ROACH (O.S.)
        Oh! I was so worried!

                  AMELIA
        I’m really sorry. I told him not to
        bother anyone.

                  MRS ROACH
        He asked if you could stay the
        night, that’s no problem at all-

                  AMELIA
             (Very nice)
        No, we’re fine. I have a small
        headache, that’s all. I’ve got to
        go now though. I’m sorry for
        troubling you.....Yes, talk soon.

She hangs up, deadly silent, glaring at Sam.

He looks white as a sheet.

                  AMELIA
             (Tight)
        I told you not to call anyone and
        you deliberately disobeyed me.

Samuel lowers his head, anxious and scared.

                  AMELIA
                                                          83.


        Do you want to frighten Mrs Roach?
        An old lady who can hardly walk? Do
        you want to make her sick?

Sam is too scared to talk. This inflames Amelia more.

                  AMELIA
             (Exploding)
        Take that bloody thing off!

He takes the catapult off quick smart.

Amelia takes out her phone battery, chucks it in the bin,
only half aware of what she’s doing.

                  AMELIA
             (Beside herself)
        Is this the only way I can trust
        you won’t embarrass me in front of
        the neighbours?

She grabs something from the kitchen: a large knife.

Samuel is freaked out by the sight.

                  AMELIA
        Is this what I have to do?

She cuts the cord to the land line, shaking with anger.

                  SAMUEL
        I’m sorry Mummy. I was just scared
        because the Babadook made you crash
        the car and then-

                  AMELIA
             (Stopping dead)
        What did you say?

Amelia’s energy darkens. Samuel’s fear increases.

                  SAMUEL
             (Frantic)
        I just didn’t want you to LET IT
        IN!

Amelia snaps. She races to the cupboard. Keys jingling.

                  AMELIA
        I’ll make sure we don’t let
        anything in, alright Samuel?
        Nothing is coming in here tonight.
             (Screaming)
                                                               84.


             NOTHING!

     She charges off to the front door, opens it, locks the
     security grill, slams the front door with a vengeance.


89   INT. HOUSE - SAMUEL’S BEDROOM - NIGHT - INTERCUT                89

     - Amelia locks the doors and windows, her face a mixture of
     rage and fear. She can’t stop herself, slamming and locking
     every door, every window in the house.

     Bugsy follows her, barking incessantly. She kicks him out
     of the way, completely agitated, driven.

     - Samuel unlocks a case under his bed, pulling out hidden
     weapons. He listens to Amelia banging around downstairs.

     - Amelia has locked up the entire house. In one last
     impulsive move, she throws all her keys out a barred,

     backyard window. Her rage has worn itself out. Now, she
     just looks frightened.


90   INT. SAMUEL’S BEDROOM - NIGHT                                   90

     Amelia and Samuel sit on his bed.

     Amelia tries her best to be nice. The intense pain in her
     jaw and head make it tough. She has the water and pills.

     Sam is on edge, unwilling to take his medicine.

                       SAMUEL
                  (Hesitating)
             I feel sick.

                       AMELIA
                  (Civil)
             If you don’t take the pills you’ll
             feel worse.

                       SAMUEL
                  (Pleading)
             Mum...

                       AMELIA
             Come on Samuel.

                       SAMUEL
             I don’t think I need-
                                                                85.


                       AMELIA
                  (Suddenly threatening)
             I am the parent and you are the
             child. So take-the-pills.

     Samuel takes the pills from her. He raises his arm.

     The pills drop down discreetly into his shirt sleeve as he
     brings his hand to his mouth. A perfect sleight of hand
     that Amelia doesn’t see. He takes a swig of water.

     She opens his mouth, checks he’s taken them.

                         AMELIA
             Good boy.


91   INT. LOUNGEROOM - EVENING                                        91

     Hysterical sound effects from a cartoon on the TV. Amelia
     is dozing. She jolts awake and looks over to the couch.

     Samuel lies there on his back. His throat is cut. There are
     multiple stab wounds to his body. His dead eyes stare up at
     the ceiling, his face and body soaked in blood.

     Amelia rushes over to him. She tries to scream, but nothing
     comes out, her face a horrible mask of fear.

                         SAMUEL (O.S.)
             Mum!

     Amelia looks at her son.

     He is crouched on the sofa, ready to spring. He’s perfectly
     fine, but terrified by his mother’s behaviour.

     Amelia slowly recovers, completely disoriented.

     Samuel looks to her right hand, terrified.

     Amelia looks to where he’s looking.

     There’s a large carving knife in her hand.


92   INT. KITCHEN - EVENING                                           92

     Amelia throws the knife in the drawer and slams it shut.


93   INT. AMELIA’S ROOM - NIGHT                                       93
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     Amelia sits on her bed, tears roll down her face.

     Bugsy appears at the door. The sight of him comforts her.

                       AMELIA
                  (Shaky)
             Come on sweetheart. Come here.

     He stays at the door.

     Amelia goes to him very gently. He puts his ears back but
     lets himself be picked up. She strokes him tenderly, her
     fear dissipates. They stay there like that for a moment.

     Bugsy suddenly bites her hand and jumps to the floor.
     Amelia watches him run away, in shock.


94   INT. LOUNGE ROOM - NIGHT                                         94

     TV still on. Amelia brings two bowls loaded up with ice
     cream, marshmallows on top. She’s trying way too hard.

                       AMELIA
             Here we go!

     Samuel looks at the bowls, his face is worried and tense.
     She places it in front of him, forcing a smile.

                       AMELIA
             There’s more where that came from.

     Samuel takes a spoonful, tasting it gingerly.

     Amelia watches him eat, tense as hell. A sudden, stabbing
     pain in her tooth, her hand flies up to her jaw. It’s
     getting worse. She massages, fear and pain in her eyes.


95   INT. LOUNGE ROOM - LATER                                         95

     Mother and son steal glances at each other. The TV blares
     over the top of their silence.

     Samuel’s eyelids become heavy as he struggles with, then
     succumbs to sleep. Bugsy guards Samuel, watches Amelia.

     Amelia channel surfs manically, not stopping to look at
     anything. She finally stops on the late night news.

                       NEWS REPORTER
                                                           87.


        ... in the kitchen where he
        beheaded his sister, reportedly a
        day after her birthday. She had
        just turned seven.

Amelia watches, horrified. Images of a normal suburban
house, cordoned off, police on the scene.

                  NEWS REPORTER
        Her teenage brother remained inside
        where he was eventually shot dead
        by police.

Amelia sees police on the TV pass by a window of the house.

What she sees next chills her to the bone.

There is a clear image of Amelia herself looking out from
the window of this suburban house, smiling a disturbing
smile.

Amelia tries to comprehend what she sees.

Suddenly, all the lights snap off, plunging the house into
darkness.

Amelia’s breathing hardens. Her eyes focus on the couch.

Samuel is no longer on it. Her panic increases.

                  AMELIA
             (Whispering)
        Samuel...

Samuel is suddenly beside her. It frightens her.

                  SAMUEL
             (Eyes closed)
        Wake up Mummy.

She can see his eyes are closed.

                  AMELIA
        Darling, you’re the one who’s
        asleep.

He stands there for some time, then drifts towards the
basement door, eyes still closed.

                  AMELIA
        Don’t go down there..
                                                                88.


     He opens the door. A light comes on down there. Samuel
     disappears down the stairs.

                       AMELIA
                  (Moving after him)
             It’s not safe!

     She stands at the top of the basement stairs watching Sam
     descend. She’s confused by the light being on down there.
     It draws her down, into the bowels of the house.


96   INT. BASEMENT - NIGHT                                            96

     Amelia arrives to a basement completely clear of clutter.
     The most beautiful, ethereal light transforms it.

     Samuel is nowhere to be found. Amelia steps into the light
     and is calmed by it.

     Out of the shadows steps the man from the photo. Amelia’s
     husband, Oskar, a handsome man in his forties.

     Amelia’s face drops when she sees him. Her eyes
     spontaneously fill with tears. She races in to him.

     They stay like that for a long time, holding each other.

     Amelia cries in disbelief, her emotions overwhelming her.

     He kisses her, he’s real. She melts into him, letting go
     into one exquisite moment.

                       AMELIA
                  (Overwhelmed)
             I thought you were dead..

                       OSKAR
             We can be together sweetheart...

     She hugs him tighter, in complete disbelief. Long pause.

                       OSKAR
             You just need to bring me the boy.

     Amelia feels a sudden chill run over her and pulls back
     from her husband. It suddenly doesn’t feel right.

     The beautiful light has disappeared. Deep shadows fall
     across Oskar’s face. He looks strange.

                       AMELIA
                                                              89.


             You mean Samuel..

                       OSKAR
                  (His voice distorts)
             You can bring me the boy... You can
             bring me the boy...

                       AMELIA
             Stop calling him the boy.

     Amelia looks down to Oskar’s hands. There’s nothing at the
     end of his sleeves. She tries to comprehend it. A rumbling
     sound starts up.

                       OSKAR
                  (Distorted)
             I think it’s going to rain.

     She looks up.

     A razor thin line of blood forms a diagonal line from one
     ear across to his jaw on the other side.

                       AMELIA
                  (Terrified)
             No....

     Amelia bolts up those stairs as fast as she can.


97   INT. LOUNGE ROOM - KITCHEN - NIGHT                             97

     - Amelia enters the lounge room. The lights have returned,
     flickering on and off. The TV is on static.

     Amelia watches the overhead light flare up. The bulb
     smashes.

     Complete darkness. A hideous silence.

     Amelia senses something behind her in the kitchen. She
     turns slowly and is met with her worst nightmare.

     At the far corner of the kitchen, about 15 metres away, is
     a hideous silhouette in the darkness. A large black coat,
     pointy black gloves and a tall black hat.

     Then she hears it. A terrifying, insect like noise as the
     thing glides straight towards her. It stops, towering over
     her. She can’t make out any details, but she can feel it
     looking at her, suspended in terror.
                                                                90.


     She suddenly tears up those stairs, taking two at a time,
     racing into the first open door she can find. The sound of
     the thing screeching after her.


98   INT. SAMUEL’S ROOM - NIGHT                                       98

     Amelia grabs a chair and pushes it under the doorknob,
     stumbling backwards towards the fireplace.

     An awful silence, just the sound of Amelia’s breath.

     Something falls down the chimney and lands in the hearth
     right next to her. A black top hat.

     Amelia goes into a panic attack. She crawls back towards
     the door, but her movements are slow and tortured.

     She can hear something huge and hideous travelling up the
     wall behind her, then onto the ceiling overhead. An insect-
     like sound fills the room. Amelia can’t bear to look up,
     lying on her stomach, frozen with terror.

     Something drops down nearby. A black coat. Amelia starts to
     hyperventilate.

     A terrible noise, flesh ripping from flesh. Something drops
     inches from her face. The ripped off ‘face’ of the
     Babadook, nothing but a hardened mask. Black sticky blood
     oozes from its edges, from the holes where the eyes should
     be, the mouth open in a permanent scream.

     In spite of her terror, Amelia forces herself to look up to
     the ceiling for a split second, in disbelief.

     An huge shadow fills half of the ceiling, a hideous shape
     with outstretched ‘wings’, like an enormous bat.

     Amelia immediately looks away. She holds her breath,
     tensing up, belly to the ground, beyond terror.

                       AMELIA
                  (Over and over)
             It isn’t real it isn’t real it
             isn’t real it isn’t real..

     There is an unbearable screeching sound.

     POV from high on the ceiling. Something rushes straight
     down towards Amelia’s back at lightning pace.
                                                                91.


     Amelia’s eye in extreme close up. A huge bang, a terrible
     scraping, ripping sound. Her pupil ‘bleeds’ outwards till
     the whole eye is completely black.


99   INT. BLACK SCREEN                                                99

     The sound of a TV up as loud as it will go. An
     informercial.

     Terrible, deafening, meaningless sounds.


100 INT. AMELIA’S BEDROOM - NIGHT                                     100

     Sam hides behind a locked door clutching Bugsy. The TV is
     deafening even from upstairs. He’s terrified. He unlocks
     and opens the door a sliver but doesn’t venture out.


101 INT. LOUNGE ROOM - NIGHT                                          101

     The back of Amelia watching an informercial. Something’s
     not right with her. She breathes very fast and heavy.

     Her face is revealed. Her eyes have a dead stare, the
     pupils like pin pricks. Her limbs are slightly distorted,
     rigid. She looks human, but there’s something about her
     that just-isn’t-right.

     She sits as if resting for a moment in her new skin, her
     casual stare at odds with her bizarre appearance. She
     changes channels to ‘Australia’s Next Top Model.’

                       JUDGE 1 (O.S.)
             She’s a great girl, but she’s too
             fat.

     Amelia watches the program with a dead cool calm.

                       JUDGE 4
             I agree unfortunately.

                       MODEL HOST
             What about Cindy?

                       JUDGE 3
             Cindy is great! She can do soft,
             she can do bold, she can do sexy..

     Amelia cricks her neck, suddenly agitated. She stands and
     in a few jerky moves is up on top of the old TV.
                                                               92.


                       JUDGE 3
             I think she has a lot of
             extremes...

    A stream of piss comes from between Amelia’s legs. It runs
    over the TV screen.

    Amelia’s face as she relieves herself. She opens her mouth
    wide, clicking her jaw. She looks terrible.


102 INT. UPSTAIRS LANDING - LOUNGE ROOM - KITCHEN - NIGHT            102

    - Landing. Samuel opens the door a sliver. Bugsy jumps from
    his arms and races down the stairs. Sam is beside himself,
    trying to call the dog back.

    - Bugsy arrives in the loungeroom, bravely facing his
    opponent. He barks ferociously.

    Amelia, still on top of the TV, regards the dog with casual
    indifference, her eyes dead.

    She jumps down to the floor, squaring off at Bugsy.

    A moment of stillness.

    Bugsy is spooked and makes a run for it.

    - Kitchen. Amelia chases Bugsy. The poor thing doesn’t have
    a chance as she grabs it by the neck. He struggles, trying
    to bite her. It’s awful.

    Amelia’s terrible face, the dead eyes, fixated on the task.

    The sound of Bugsy squealing in pain.

    Bugsy’s little legs kick in spasms. A ghastly snapping
    sound.

    The squealing stops dead, the legs go limp.

    Amelia looks at the dog’s corpse, emotionless. Her face
    suddenly scrunches up in pain, she looks broken. It’s her
    molar. She yells dropping Bugsy’s corpse on the floor.

    She reaches into her mouth with her fingers, grabs hold in
    the back, wrenches the tooth from side to side, groaning
    horribly. She pulls and tugs, screaming in pain.

    After an age it wrenches free. She looks at the bloodied
    molar in morbid fascination, blood pooling in her mouth.
                                                               93.


    Suddenly bored with it, she throws the tooth away.

    - Lounge. Amelia stalks into the room. She instinctively
    whips her head up and looks straight at her son, his face
    peering over the bannister. He disappears, a door slams.

    Amelia’s jagged limbs move quickly, like a spider. She
    bolts straight up those stairs to her son.


103 INT. AMELIA’S BEDROOM - OUTSIDE AMELIA’S BEDROOM - NIGHT         103

    - Samuel sits with his back against the locked door, key in
    hand. He hears Amelia’s footsteps right outside. He freezes
    as she tries the door.

                       AMELIA (O.S.)
                  (Slightly distorted)
             Samuel.

    He tenses, sits up to listen.

    - Amelia on the other side. She clears her throat, tries to
    ‘normalize.’ The pupils in her eyes contract slightly.

                       AMELIA
                  (More normal)
             Samuel. Let me in.
                  (No response.)
             Bugsy’s hurt. We need to go get
             help..

    Her voice sounds normal but her face is terrifying.

                       AMELIA
             Samuel. Do you want Bugsy to die??

    Samuel silently disappears out of frame.

    Back to Amelia on the other side. Her mouth contorts with
    rage, her eyes devil’s eyes. She pounds on the door,
    growing violent.

                       AMELIA
             Samuel! Let-me-in!
                  (No response)
             I’ll huff and I’ll puff and I’ll
             BLOW YOUR FUCKING DOOR IN!!

    She grabs the door frame with both hands, lifts herself up
    and slams the door with both feet. Then again, and again,
    over and over, till the door is kicked off its hinges and
    falls to the floor.
                                                        94.


Amelia enters, looks around. No sign of Samuel. This
infuriates her.

She moves in a jerky, powerful way, as if she has rods in
her limbs. She looks under the bed, behind the curtains.

She hears a tiny noise, swivels around in time to see her
son sliding down from the top of the wardrobe. His little
frame running towards the door.

Amelia lets out a screeching sound, just like the Babadook.

Samuel stops and turns to look, terrified.

His mother glides straight towards him, a spectral sight.

Samuel instantly wets his pants.

                  AMELIA
        You little pig. 6 years old and
        you’re still wetting yourself.

He can’t look at her, puts his hands in his pockets.

                   AMELIA
              (Cruel)
        You don’t know how many times I’ve
        wished it was you not him that
        died.

                  SAMUEL
             (Near tears)
        I just want you to be happy.

                  AMELIA
             (Mimicking him)
        I just want you to be happee! You
        know, sometimes I just want to
        smash your head against the wall
        until your fucking brains pop out.

Samuel backs away from her, his fists clenched.

                   SAMUEL
             (Low)
        You’re not my mother.

                  AMELIA
        What did you say?

Looking her bravely in the eyes. Those terrible eyes.

                  SAMUEL
                                                              95.


             I said you’re not my mother!

    She bends down to Samuel, her face evil, horrifying.

                       AMELIA
                  (Shrieking)
             I-AM-YOUR-MOTHER!!

    Samuel throws a firecracker on the floorboards, then
    another.

    They stun her long enough so he can escape.

    Amelia finds fresh rage. She bolts out after him.


104 INT. UPSTAIRS HALLWAY - SAMUEL’S ROOM - NIGHT                   104

    - Samuel pelts down the hallway.

    His mother tears after him, screaming, her limbs disjointed
    and ‘broken’, moving fast like a spider.

    - Sam’s room. Samuel’s hands shake as he puts on his
    weapons.

    His eyes are wide with terror.

    Amelia appears in the doorway, huge and terrifying. She
    looks at him with a cruel fascination.

                       SAMUEL
             GET AWAY!!

    She laughs a hideous laugh, closing in on the boy.

    He launches the cricket ball, it hits her in the face. She
    bends over, covers her face with her hands, groaning.

    Samuel looks at his mum, very worried.

    Amelia stands up, takes her hands from her face. She
    laughs, mocking him. She’s not hurt at all.

    Samuel fires his nail gun off in desperation, two large
    rusty nails land in his mother’s shoulder. She yells out in
    pain.

    This time she’s not pretending.

    Samuel makes a quick getaway.
                                                               96.


105 INT. HALLWAY - NIGHT                                             105

    Amelia comes out raging. She pulls the nails out of her
    shoulder, looks downstairs, then up to the top rooms, which
    way did he go?

    Samuel is behind her, hiding in front of a cabinet in the
    hall. All she has to do is turn around and he’s dead. He
    stares at his mother’s back, holding his breath.

    There is a loud knock on the front door. Amelia pauses.
    Then she’s down those stairs, hardly touching the ground.


106 INT. LOUNGE ROOM - FRONT DOOR - KITCHEN - NIGHT                  106

    Amelia lurches towards the front door, her face looks
    casually insane, and wholly evil.

    A silent, swift blur of movement can be seen in the
    background. It’s Samuel escaping to the kitchen.

    - Amelia’s deranged profile looking through the peep hole.

    Amelia’s POV. Mrs Roach is waiting outside.

    Amelia’s fingers clutch the doorknob. She’s ready to rip
    that door off it’s hinges.

    - Samuel is horrified to see Bugsy’s remains on the floor
    in the kitchen. He tries the back door. It’s locked.

    - Through the peephole: Mrs Roach waits patiently in her
    dressing gown, shaky on her feet. She hesitates to knock
    again. Her kindly face looks worried.

    Something changes in Amelia. Her terrible expression
    softens.

    She lowers her head, her breathing slows down.


107 INT/EXT. - NIGHT - HALLWAY - FRONT PORCH                         107

    The door opens, Amelia stands behind the locked security
    grille. Her face is half in the shadows.

                       MRS ROACH
             Sorry love, I know it’s late. I
             just wanted to make sure you’re
             OK...
                                                               97.


                       AMELIA
                  (Clearing her throat)
             I’m OK.

                       MRS ROACH
             I know this time of year is
             terribly hard for you. And I know
             you don’t want me to go on about
             it, so I won’t..

    Amelia’s face behind the screen. She starts to normalize
    with Mrs Roach’s words, her eyes full of pain.

                       MRS ROACH
             I just want you to know I’d do
             anything for you and Sam. I love
             you both. You can always talk to me
             love. Always.

    Amelia’s face softens and saddens with every word. Her eye
    glints in the shadows, tears forming.


108 INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT                                             108

    Samuel has just closed a kitchen drawer.

                       AMELIA (O.S.)
                  (Normal voice)
             Samuel.

    Sam jumps. He turns sharply to see his mother at the other
    end of the kitchen. She looks completely normal.

    Samuel watches her, caught between love and terror.

                       AMELIA
                  (Genuine)
             I’m sorry. I said some terrible
             things. But I didn’t mean any of
             them...

    She takes a step further into the kitchen. Samuel tenses.

                       AMELIA
             I understand you’re scared.

    Samuel watches her, very wary, but drawn in by her.

                       AMELIA
                  (Remorseful)
                                                           98.


        I haven’t been good since your Dad
        died. I haven’t been good at all..
        I’m sick Sam, I need help.

Samuel’s face softens. He listens intently.

                  AMELIA
        I just spoke to Mrs Roach. We’re
        going to stay there for the night.

Amelia comes closer. She kneels in front of her son. Her
face is soft and terribly sad.

                  AMELIA
        Do you want to do that?

Amelia puts one hand gently on his shoulder. Samuel nods.

Amelia’s hand behind her back is twisted and clenched.

                  AMELIA
        I want to make it up to you Sam. I
        want you to meet your Dad.

She slips her other hand around the back of his neck,
soothing him with her touch. He tenses.

                  AMELIA
        It’s beautiful. You’ll be happy
        there..

Samuel can see his mother’s pupils don’t look normal.

Without warning, he quickly raises a carving knife behind
his back and sinks it deep into his mother’s leg.

She looks to him, then to the knife, absolutely stunned.

                  SAMUEL
        Sorry Mummy.

He’s out of there.

Amelia stumbles onto her arse, looking in shock at the big
knife sticking out of her thigh.

She reverts to something much more primitive than before.
Her face distorts, a picture of madness. She rips the knife
out in one go, yelling as she does it.

Samuel races to the basement door. He takes a look back.
                                                               99.


    Amelia lets out a blood curdling sound as she rises.

    Samuel disappears into the basement.


109 INT. BASEMENT - NIGHT                                            109

    Amelia pauses at the top of the stairs, then descends at
    full speed, screaming like a banshee.

    A little hand pulls a rope, a trip wire forms.

    Amelia’s feet connect with it. She tumbles forward, hitting
    her head on the ceiling beam, hard.

    She stumbles around, concussed. The room spins before her,
    she sees a brief glimpse of Samuel watching in horror, then
    the ceiling, the floor, out of control.

    It looks terrible as she swerves and stumbles.

    Sam has a baseball bat in both hands. He runs to Amelia and
    strikes her as hard as he can in the of the knees. She
    buckles and hits her head first on the wall, then hard on
    the concrete floor. The blows knock her out.


110 INT. BASEMENT - LATER                                            110

    Black screen.

    The sound of very fast, shallow breathing. The ceiling
    comes into focus, one dingy light overhead.

    Amelia in profile breathing super fast. Her pupils are now
    large and black as coals. She tries to lift herself up but
    despite her considerable power, she can’t.

    She looks down. Every part of her, neck to toe, is tied and
    bound with rope, belts, anything Samuel could get his hands
    on. She looks like Gulliver in Lilliput. She makes a
    terrible shrieking sound, struggling to free herself.

    Samuel slinks out of the shadows with his magician’s cape
    on, holding the baseball bat, trembling with fear.

                      SAMUEL
             Mum...

    Amelia sees him. She snarls, threatening him.

                      SAMUEL
                                                          100.


        I’m not leaving you...

Amelia groans horribly, trying to free herself.

Samuel comes in a touch closer. The monstrous Amelia looks
at him, as if trying to register who it is.

Samuel inches in closer, Amelia stops struggling.

He pulls out the bunch of paper flowers. She stares at
them, becoming more herself, calming. Sam leans in.

Amelia suddenly yells even louder than before. Samuel runs
to the far corner of the basement, scared stiff. She laughs
at his terror, a monstrous, agonized laugh.

                  SAMUEL
        We said we’d protect each other...

Some of her ties have come undone. A few of the others are
starting to come loose.

Samuel doesn’t notice as he sneaks back towards her, trying
his hardest to be brave.

                  SAMUEL
        I know you don’t love me. The
        Babadook won’t let you. But I love
        you mummy, ever since I was born
        and I always will...

The words get in somehow. Amelia’s face screws up in pain,
fighting this thing that has taken her over.

Another tie works itself loose, she wriggles and moves.

                  SAMUEL
        My dad died because he died. Not
        because of me.. It’s not my fault.

Amelia’s face contorts, affected by his words. She gasps
for breath, trying to come out of it. A black tear wells up
in the corner of her eye. She starts to shake.

                  SAMUEL
             (Desperate)
        You let it in, you have to get it
        out!

The tear rolls down her face. A black substance seeps from
one nostril. She looks terrible, shaking, trying to come
back from the brink.
                                                        101.


Samuel starts to cry at the sight, suddenly losing all his
strength. The baseball bat goes limp in his arms.

                  SAMUEL
             (Bawling)
        I don’t want you to go away...

Amelia’s arm suddenly comes free. Amelia rips the bat out
of Sam’s hands and throws it across the room. He tries to
get away. But before he can escape she’s grabbed him.

                  SAMUEL
        NO!... NO, NO!! MUMMY!

Her other hand comes free. Samuel tries to punch and kick
her, she tightens the grip on the back of his neck.

She takes both hands and places them round Samuel’s neck.
She struggles with what she is about to do but loses out.

Slowly but surely, she chokes him.

His little hands pull at her hands around his neck. But
she’s too strong. Sam’s face turns red, he can’t breathe.

A look of terrible recognition passes across Amelia’s
monstrous face as she realizes what she’s doing, but still
she can’t stop. She cries out, trying to summon up strength
from the depths. It doesn’t come.

Samuel eyes bulge. He takes both hands and with great
effort places them on his mother’s cheeks. He strokes his
mother’s face, full of love, trying to get her to stop.

It’s heart wrenching. Something snaps in Amelia. Her body
shakes violently. Black tears rolling down her face.

She throws Samuel away from her, screaming out as she sends
him sliding halfway across the room.

Amelia gets up on all fours, shaking her head from side to
side. The movement becomes so quick, so surreal, that her
head becomes a violent, screaming blur.

Samuel calls out to his mother, desperate and frightened.

After a time, Amelia’s head movements slow down. Then
finally, they stop. A long pause.

Amelia suddenly and forcefully vomits up a black substance.

It hits the floor urgently. Samuel watches on, speechless.
                                                              102.


    It’s horrible, disturbing.

    Just as soon as it started, it stops. Amelia falls face
    forward and lies dead still, her eyes open and staring.

    Samuel runs to her. Desperate, he grabs her shirt, pulling
    her up, her head falls back. He hits her hard on the chest,
    as hard as he possibly can, over and over.

    Amelia inhales like a drowning person coming up for air.
    She lets out a cry, a human cry this time, full of pain.

    Samuel wipes her face and kisses her cheek, grateful she’s
    alive.

    Amelia looks around completely disoriented.


111 INT. LOUNGE ROOM - NIGHT                                         111

    Amelia limps through the basement door holding her son’s
    hand, slowly coming out of her trance like state. They
    stand there shell shocked. The house is silent.

    A low rumbling starts up. Samuel looks all around him, then
    to his mum. She looks at him, unnerved.

                       SAMUEL
             ‘If it’s in a word, or it’s in a
             look, you can’t get rid of the
             Babadook.’

    Without warning Samuel’s body is suddenly ripped from her
    arms. An unseen force drags him up the stairs, his body
    bouncing as he hollers for his life.

    Amelia screams as she watches him disappear out of sight.


112 INT. STAIRWELL - AMELIA’S ROOM - NIGHT                           112

    - Amelia races up the stairs as fast as she can.

    - She arrives at the door.

    Sam is standing by her bed, his arms rigid. He is picked up
    and flung against the wall. A sickening thud, he looks like
    a broken doll. Amelia screams.

    She races to Sam, grabs hold of his arms. They’re ripped
    out of her grasp. Sam hits the wall again and again. It’s
    brutal, he starts to lose consciousness.
                                                          103.


Amelia grabs Sam’s leg, then locks her arms round his
waist.

She uses all her strength to push him onto the bed,
covering him with her body, gripping the edges so she
doesn’t fly up against the wall herself.

The bed starts to shake violently. A rumbling sound
throughout the room. Amelia stares off into the shadows,
acknowledging this thing as real for the very first time.

                  AMELIA
             (Desperate)
        What do you want!

The bed lifts up then slams down violently with them on it.

Amelia holds on tighter, Samuel clings to her.

                  AMELIA
        TELL ME WHAT YOU WANT!!

The bed drops to the floor. The sound stops, replaced by an
eerie calm. Sam hides his face in the mattress.

The door creaks open. A figure steps into the light, Amelia
stands up on the bed to see who it is. Sam grabs her waist,
hides his face in her skirt.

It’s Oskar. A look of dread passes over Amelia’s face.

                     AMELIA
                (SHAKING HER HEAD)
        NO...

                  OSKAR
        Keep breathing..

A very faint rumble starts up again. Amelia can’t take her
eyes from her husband, her panic becomes visible.

                  OSKAR
        Put your seat back sweetheart. Ten
        more minutes and we’re there.

                    AMELIA
        NO...

Amelia shakes, tears forming. The rumbling intensifies.

                  OSKAR
        I think it’s going to rain.
                                                          104.


Oskar is oblivious to the noise building around him.

                  AMELIA
        STOP!!

Truck tyres skid, brakes screech, horns blaring.

A hot, white light shines in Oskar’s face, blinding him.
The screeching sound becomes deafening.

Amelia watches as the top half of her husband’s head is
severed, from the ear on one side to the jaw on the other.

His corpse quickly drops to the floor.

Amelia stares at it, her body shakes uncontrollably, tears
run down her face. She cries out as if she’s being
murdered, an unimaginable grief.

A sound starts up, taunting her. ‘Babababababa dook-dook-
dook.’

Amelia watches the corpse suddenly pulled back, swallowed
up by the shadows as if it was never there. She searches
the dark but can only see a formless shape lurking there.

Her grief and pain transforms into anger. She spits the
words out, trembling, hardly able to breathe.

                  AMELIA
        You....are....nothing.

The hideous growling grows more threatening with her words.

Her energy rises visibly. A pure, white hot rage.

                  AMELIA
        YOU’RE NOTHING!

The hideous shadow grows larger, rising up to the ceiling,
terrorizing her. The floors and walls shake.

                  AMELIA
        This is MY HOUSE! You are
        trespassing in MY HOUSE!

Its growls turn to a deafening roar as the shadow touches
the ceiling, a huge mass of black terror.

Amelia fights a sickening, gut wrenching fear as she
finally faces up to this thing.
                                                          105.


                  AMELIA
             (Not turning away)
        If you touch my son again, I’ll
        fucking KILL YOU!

Bits of the ceiling fall to the floor. The walls crack.

Sam’s body is flipped up and pulled violently towards the
shadows. He yells. Amelia grabs him by the hands and yanks
him to her, there’s no way she’s letting go this time. Sam
wraps around her waist, she holds him tight.

The sound of the Babadook is deafening. Its presence takes
over the room.

Amelia jumps up on the bed end, her son in her arms, and
lets out a scream so strong, so piercing, it smashes every
window in the room. She looks utterly fierce. A mother
enraged, protecting her son.

Her scream dies away, but her eyes are full of life. She
searches the darkness.

The huge shadow shrinks down from the ceiling, its growls
reduce to a hideous moan. The shadow is slowly and
completely lost to the darkness.

The noise of the Babadook stops altogether.

Amelia stands tall on the bed end, searching the shadows,
holding her breath.

An unbearable silence.

The outward figure of the Babadook, just like the one in
the picture book only life size, rolls in to the edge of
the shadows. It looks absurd, creepy, its black arms
stretched out like a scarecrow. Amelia holds her breath,
waiting for something to happen. The ‘figure’ suddenly
drops to the ground like a sack. Amelia starts. It
collapses into a shapeless mound of hat and coat with
nothing underneath. Amelia slides down to the floor,
staring at it, dumbfounded. Sam jumps on the mattress, face
down. A moaning sound starts up under the coat. Hellish,
but somehow sad. Amelia inches in to look, her face
softens.

                  SAMUEL
             (Looking up, scared)
        Mum, don’t...
                                                              106.


    Amelia comes in really close now, reaching out to touch the
    coat, checking if it’s real. The Babadook POV. It rises
    from under the coat up to the ceiling, towering over
    Amelia, then screeches right down to her face. We don’t see
    it but she does. It blows the skin back on her face, her
    eyes widen, her mouth is forced open in a grimace. Just
    like mask of the Babadook. And as quick as it appeared,
    that thing is out of there.

    The Babadook’s POV flying out the door, Amelia and Sam are
    left behind.


113 INT. LOUNGE ROOM - NIGHT                                         113

    By the time Amelia makes it downstairs, the Babadook has
    disappeared into the basement, door slamming. She runs over
    to it, locks the door, takes the key.

    Amelia turns. Sam stands opposite her. He cries, then
    howls, completely overwhelmed, his body shaking.

    Amelia races to him, scoops him up. Samuel clings to her
    for dear life. She strokes his head, kisses his face,
    holding him as tight as she can.

    She takes him to the couch, cradles him in her arms and
    soothes him with her words. Full of a mother’s love.

    They stay there like that for a long time together.


114 INT. MRS ROACH'S FRONT YARD - DAY                                114

    Sam looks through a window. He has his best clothes on,
    looking adorable. He sees something, his face lights up.

    The front door opens. Sam guides Mrs Roach down the steps,
    then lets go of her hand and runs to mum.

    Amelia scoops Sam up in her arms. She looks different.

    Stronger. Her eyes more relaxed and alive.

                       MRS ROACH
             Watch your mum’s leg little one.

                       AMELIA
             He’s fine. I’ve had the stitches
             out.

                       MRS ROACH
                                                              107.


             You’ll have to be more careful
             around the home. It can be a death
             trap.

                       AMELIA
                  (Not a touch of irony)
             I know.

                       MRS ROACH
             What time’s the party?

                       AMELIA
             Anytime after 3 is fine. Just going
             to have a bit of real food first,
             before the sugar onslaught starts.

    Samuel snuggles into her. She hugs him back.

                       MRS ROACH
             See you in a few hours then.

    Mrs Roach gives them a sweet nana wave. They wave back.


115 INT. LOUNGE ROOM - DAY                                           115

    The lounge room is still run down, but tidy and clean.
    There are homemade birthday decorations strung up.

    Amelia and Samuel sit on the couch, side by side.

    The couple from Social Services sit opposite, cups of tea
    in hand. Amelia is much more grounded in their presence.

                       PRUE
             That school’s a good choice.

                       AMELIA
             I’ve done a lot of reading about it
             so.. I think Sam’ll be happy there.

                       WARREN
                  (Stiff)
             He’s been away from school over two
             weeks now. Time to get back into
             it.

                       AMELIA
                  (Strong)
             We needed time to sort things out.

    Samuel nestles into his mum. Prue smiles tightly.
                                                        108.


                  PRUE
        Are you having a party?

                  AMELIA
        It’s Sam’s birthday today. We’re
        having a small thing, just a few
        friends.

                  SAMUEL
        The first birthday I’ve ever
        celebrated.

The visitors look a little shocked.

                  AMELIA
        That’s not true!

                  SAMUEL
        Yes it is mum.
             (To the visitors)
        My first party on the day.

                  PRUE
             (Pointed)
        That’s unusual.

Amelia can see the judgement in the woman’s eyes. She
decides not to let it go.

                   AMELIA
             (Not a trace of self
             pity)
        My husband died the day that Sam
        was born.

The DOCs couple don’t know how to respond.

                  SAMUEL
        He got killed driving mum to the
        hospital to have me.

Amelia doesn’t rush in to rescue them.

The woman mouths the word ‘oh’. The man is completely out
of his depth, just staring blankly at them.

                  AMELIA
        Sam’s just like his dad was, always
        speaks his mind.

Sam is snuggled right in to his mum, protected.

                  WELFARE WOMAN
                                                           109.


                  (To Samuel, ignoring what
                  just happened)
             Birthday parties are always fun,
             especially when they’re yours.

                       SAMUEL
             My cousin was going to come but
             she’s scared of me because I
             knocked her front tooth out.

    Amelia looks to DOCs, a half smile plays on her lips. She
    looks beautiful.

    Prue looks awkward, her cup slipping on the saucer.

                       AMELIA
                  (Getting up)
             I’ll take that for you.


116 EXT. GARDEN - DAY                                             116

    A cross section of soil. Bugsy’s corpse buried there. The
    flesh begins to rot. Worms and bugs crawl through it.

    Travelling up to the roots of a plant bursting out of the
    earth. A rose bush. Amelia’s tends to the soil around it.

    She admires a single black rose in full bloom.

    Samuel is nearby, opposite the fence. There’s a target
    painted on it. He has two home made ‘nail guns’ on either
    leg. He aims then fires them off in quick succession.

    Amelia looks up. The nails hit their mark.

                       AMELIA
             Good shot!

    Samuel looks pleased. He runs over to her.

                       SAMUEL
             I’m protecting you mum.

                       AMELIA
                  (Genuine)
             You’re doing such a good job.

    He runs back to his target, full of beans, firing up again.

    Amelia picks up another worm and adds it to a bowl full of
    them. She takes off her gloves and gets up.
                                                            110.


117 INT. BASEMENT DOOR - DAY                                       117

    Amelia is at the door which now has many bolts on it. She
    undoes them all as Samuel watches. She goes over to where
    she’s put down the bowl of sludge and worms, picks it up.

    Sam keeps one eye on her as he tentatively sneaks one foot
    into the basement. She turns around and sees him.

                       AMELIA
                  (Fierce, protective)
             UH UH UH! NO!

    He stops in his tracks.

                       AMELIA
                  (Moving to him)
             It’s not a game, Sam.

    Amelia crouches down to Sam’s level, patient and loving.

                       AMELIA
             One day, when you’re a bit bigger.
             You keep working on your weapons...

    Samuel silently accepts what she’s offering. For now.

                       AMELIA
                  (Firm)
             Go right out into the yard and stay
             there till I call you, alright?

    He nods and runs outside.


118 INT. BASEMENT - DAY                                            118

    Amelia descends the stairs. It’s dark and hard to see. A
    very faint rumbling starts up.

    The room is clearer than before. Oskar’s things are still
    there, but now very neatly stacked in one corner.

    Amelia places the bowl of slop in the centre of the room.
    She steps back and waits, peering into the darkness. She’s
    frightened, but does her best to conceal it.

    The rumbling increases. She can see a familiar shadow in
    the corner, moving ever so slightly. A low insect like
    noise. She braces herself, peering in to try and see it.

    A sound behind her. The back of Amelia’s head as she turns
    around, her eyes widening.
                                                              111.


    Amelia is knocked off balance then twisted and bent
    backwards. Her arms grab at the air to try and right
    herself.

    She grunts and groans, her face is forced to one side. The
    sounds around her are horrible, threatening.

    Amelia seen from above. She is bent right back as she
    forces her head to look up. She lets out a low guttural
    warning sound, then a shout, full of power..

    Her back releases slightly, she is able to right herself,
    standing eye to eye with something we don’t see. Her face
    is tense, her pupils dilate. She looks afraid but something
    else is there now. Something soft and sad.

                        AMELIA
                  (Tenderly, through the
                  fear)
             Ssh.. Ssh... It’s alright, it’s
             alright.. Ssh.....

    She stays there awhile. Her breathing is laboured, her
    pupils now huge and black. A tortured moan off screen. She
    continues to soothe and reassure it, undeterred.

    Time stretches. A moment of peace.

    Amelia’s eyes return to normal. The POV falls away from
    her, dropping to the floor. Amelia stands over it.

    The bowl of slop there on the floor untouched. Nothing else
    can be seen in the room.

    In one quick move the bowl is sucked into the darkness.

    Amelia walks backwards to the stairs. She turns and climbs
    them as quick as she can without running.


119 EXT. GARDEN - DAY                                                119

    Amelia carries a tray filled with sandwiches. She sets it
    down in front of Samuel. He has his magician’s outfit on.

                       SAMUEL
             How was the Babadook?

                       AMELIA
             Pretty quiet today.

    Amelia reaches up and undoes his top collar, inspecting the
    bruises on his neck. She can’t hide her shame.
                                                       112.


                  SAMUEL
             (Gently)
        It’s much better mummy..

She brings her hand up to stroke his cheek, looking at him
with love. She puts a sandwich on Sam’s plate.

                  SAMUEL
        Wait! I’ve got a new trick..

He runs to get a silver dome off the ground, races back and
plonks it on the table.

                  SAMUEL
        Life is not always as it seems!
             (Waving his hands)
        Nothing in my hands, nothing in my
        hands.

He makes something appear in his palm, it’s a coin.

                  AMELIA
             (Impressed)
        Very good!

                  SAMUEL
        Wait! I haven’t finished..

Amelia watches on, intrigued.

Samuel places the dome over the coin. He grabs a spoon and
taps it on the top for special effect. He whips the lid off
and underneath is a bird. A real, live bird.

Amelia laughs with surprise.

                  AMELIA
             (Shocked)
        How did you do that!

The bird flaps around on the table. Samuel does an
impromptu jig around his mum, very pleased with himself.

She laughs, enjoying his dance. She tries to grab hold of
his arm. He wriggles free, happy, laughing.

                  AMELIA
        Come here...

Amelia finally catches his arm, drawing him to her. She
hugs him and puts him on her lap. He stops wriggling around
and settles in, relishing his mother’s love.
                                                         113.


A quiet beautiful moment, neither of them say a thing.
Amelia rubs her son’s back, he snuggles into her.

                    AMELIA
               (Quietly, after more than
               a moment)
          Happy birthday sweetheart.

Sam breaks into a smile. He closes his eyes and leans into
his mother, his face beaming.

THE END