INT. BEDROOM -- NIGHT 

Sarah, still bound to the chair, groggily opens her eyes as the Intruder breathes heavily into her ear.  Sarah is exhausted, ready to give up.

INTRUDER

(singsong)

Time to make a choice, princess.

Sarah looks over to Dee, bound to another chair.

Sarah

(crying, to Intruder)

Why are you doing this?  You're gonna kill us both anyway.

The Intruder shakes his head.  He puts up a finger, smiling.

INTRUDER

Just one.

Sarah (CONT'D)

Why?

He leans down slowly, sickly, looking at Dee but whispering into Sarah's ear.

INTRUDER

That's what makes it fun.

Sarah looks to Dee again.

Sarah

(to Intruder)

Do it.

INTRUDER

(smiling)

You know, you're a pretty little thing.  I bet your insides are pretty too.