SLEEPY HOLLOW
Written by
                Vlad Nikolaev
               Based on, If Any
Address
Phone Number
                                                                 1.
1   EXT. CITY STREETS - NIGHT                                       1
    Empty cobblestone streets are bordered by stately buildings.
    A rapidly CLANGING BELL breaks the silence from afar.
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    New York City
    TWO CONSTABLES clamor around a corner, lanterns held high,
    listening.
    They disappear down an alleyway.
2   EXT. CITY WATERFRONT - NIGHT                                    2
    ELSEWHERE, piers border the Hudson. The BELL is LOUDER here.
    The two constables arrive, searching, pistols drawn.
                        CONSTABLE ONE
              Where are you?!
                        MAN'S VOICE (O.S.)
              Here...! Over here!
    The constables hurry to the river's edge...
    Down an embankment, the MAN, another constable, has his back
    to us.
    He's waist deep in dark water, throwing aside his ALARM BELL,
    struggling to pull something from the murk...
                        MAN
              I need your help with this.
    Constable Two and Constable One move forward, wary.
                        CONSTABLE ONE
              Constable Crane? Ichabod Crane...
              is that you?
    The MAN turns. Meet ICHABOD CRANE, handsome, eyes piercing
    but nervous and unsettled.
                        ICHABOD
              None other, and not only me...
                   (returns to lifting)
              I have found something...
    Ichabod drags a bloated MALE CORPSE out from the water. He
    backs away, shaken, looks to the constables...
                                                                  2.
                        ICHABOD
              ... which was lately a man.
3   INT. CITY WATCHHOUSE, JAIL -- NIGHT                            3
    In a dank, cavernous room, the distinguished HIGH CONSTABLE
    lifts a blanket off the corpse in a wheelbarrow manned by
    Constable Two.
    Constable One and Ichabod are near, watching.
                          HIGH CONSTABLE
              Burn it.
                          CONSTABLE ONE
              Yes, sir.
    Constable Two wheels the corpse down a RAMP to another room.
                        ICHABOD
              Just a moment, if I may... we do
              not yet know the cause of death.
                        HIGH CONSTABLE
              When you find 'em in the river,
              cause of death is drowning.
                        ICHABOD
              Possibly so if there is water in
              the lungs, but... by pathology we
              might determine whether or not he
              was dead when he went into the
              river.
                        HIGH CONSTABLE
              Cut him up? Are we heathens? Let
              him rest in peace -- in one piece
              as according to God and the New
              York Department of Health.
    Ichabod is about to protest, but stops himself, frustrated.
    Two THUGGISH CONSTABLES -- different ones -- bring in a
    bleeding SEMICONSCIOUS MAN.
                        HIGH CONSTABLE
              What happened to him?
                        THUGGISH CONSTABLE
              Nothing, sir. Arrested for
              burglary.
                                                                  3.
    The constables throw him against the bars of the slammer
    while one of them opens the cage door. With their leather
    truncheons, the cops beat their prisoner into the cage and
    lock him in.
                        HIGH CONSTABLE
              Good work...
    Ichabod hurries to follow his two constables and the corpse.
4   EXT. CITY WATCHHOUSE - DAY                                      4
    The metropolis thrives; horsedrawn vehicles plodding, MEN,
    WOMEN and CHILDREN, MERCHANTS and TRADESMEN everywhere.
    MEN are held in chains and gibbets in front of the
    Watchhouse.
5   INT. CITY WATCHHOUSE, JAIL - DAY                                5
    We enter midway into a "Audition Scene." A row of CITY
    OFFICIALS are "auditioning" APPLICANTS (mostly obvious Cranks
    and Eccentrics) with Devices for crime fighting and crime
    solving. The Applicants are crowded together to one side,
    waiting their turn. Ichabod, holding only papers and books,
    is among them.
    "On Stage" at this moment is an INVENTOR demonstrating his
    invention, of which more in a moment. Facing the "stage" is
    the BURGOMASTER, flanked by the HIGH CONSTABLE (who has a
    list of names) and various MAGISTRATES and ALDERMEN.
    The Inventor is demonstrating a combination wallet and
    mousetrap.
                        INVENTOR
              ... and in a few weeks, the plague
              of pickpockets will be a thing of
              the past!
    He shows how to set the trap-spring.
                        INVENTOR
              Give me a dozen constables in
              gentleman's dress...
    He pockets the wallet-trap.
                        INVENTOR
              ... mixing with the crowds where
              pickpockets are rife!
                                                            4.
He produces a fake hand-on-a-stick and does the business.
                    INVENTOR
          A stealthy hand dips into the
          gentleman's pocket... and -- !
There is the sound of the trap snapping shut and the Inventor
withdraws the fake hand with its fingers chopped off. The
Officials wince, impressed.
                    BURGOMASTER
          Thank you. We will take your device
          under consideration, Mr.
          Vanderbilt... Next!
A SPOTTY MAN starts dragging a man-sized cage contraption to
center stage... while Ichabod tries to get the attention of
the Officials.
                    ICHABOD
          Gentlemen! -- the Millennium is
          almost upon us -- In a few months
          we will be living in the nineteenth
          century -- !
                    HIGH CONSTABLE
          Wait your turn, Constable Crane --
                    ICHABOD
          These devices are unworthy of a
          modern civilization...
                    BURGOMASTER
          Quiet! -- Next, I say!
                    SPOTTY MAN
          Thank you, sir!
He turns proudly to his man-size cage, whose front hinges
down for ingress.
The floor of the cage is a steel plate. A "writing board" for
signing confessions is attached to the inside of the cage.
                    SPOTTY MAN
          The Tomkins self-locking
          Confessional is cheap at the price
          and will last for years with just
          an occasional wipe with a damp
          cloth... When the villain steps on
          the floor plate...
                                                             5.
Ichabod, dropping books and papers around his feet, is
feverishly writing on a blank page (his "traveling inkpot" is
hung around his neck).
                    ICHABOD
               (pointing to the Spotty
               Man)
          Arrest that man!
                    HIGH CONSTABLE
               (jaw dropped)
          Arrest... ?
                    ICHABOD
          I accuse him of murder!
                    SPOTTY MAN
          What the devil are you talking
          about, you loon?!
Ichabod takes two steps toward him and gives him a violent
shove in the chest. The Spotty Man staggers back into his
cage, which self-locks, and at the same time a head clamp
descends from the top, gripping the Spotty Man's head. His
arms flail about as he yells.
Ichabod slaps his page on the writing board, offers his pen.
                       ICHABOD
          Sign here!
                    SPOTTY MAN
               (groaning and pointing)
          The release handle...
                    ICHABOD
          Not till you confess...!
Uproar around him, Ichabod waits as the prisoner signs the
paper, then pulls the "release handle."
                    ICHABOD
               (waving the confession)
          I have here a confession to the
          murder of a man I fished out of the
          river last night!
                    HIGH CONSTABLE
               (furious)
          Stand down!
                       ICHABOD
                                                           6.
          I stand up, for sense and justice!
          Our jails overflow with men and
          women convicted on confessions
          worth no more than this one!
The High Constable bangs a gavel until he gets some silence
for the Burgomaster. Meanwhile, the Spotty Man is rescued by
his friends.
                    BURGOMASTER
          Constable, this is a song we have
          heard from you more than once but
          never before with this discordant
          accompaniment. I have two courses
          open to me. First, I can let you
          cool your heels in the cells until
          you learn respect for the dignity
          of my office...
                    ICHABOD
          I beg pardon. I only meant well.
          Why am I the only one who sees that
          to solve crimes, to detect the
          guilty, we must use our brains? --
          to recognize vital clues, using up-
          to-date scientific --
                    BURGOMASTER
               (interrupting)
          Which brings me to the second
          course. Constable Crane, there is a
          town upstate, two days' journey to
          the north in the Hudson Highlands.
          It is a place called Sleepy Hollow.
          Have you heard of it?
                    ICHABOD
          I have not.
                    BURGOMASTER
          An isolated farming community,
          mostly Dutch. Three persons have
          been murdered there, all within a
          fortnight... each found with their
          head lopped off.
                    ICHABOD
          Lopped off?
                    BURGOMASTER
          Clean as dandelion heads,
          apparently. Now, these ideas of
          yours, they have never been put to
          the test...
                                                                  7.
                        ICHABOD
              I have never been allowed to put
              them to the test!
                        BURGOMASTER
              Just so, granted. So you take your
              experimentations to Sleepy Hollow
              and deduce, er detect the murderer.
              Bring him here to face our good
              justice. Will you do this?
                        ICHABOD
                   (swallowing doubt)
              I shall, gladly.
                        BURGOMASTER
              And remember -- it is you, Ichabod
              Crane, who is now put to the test.
    The Burgomaster smiles encouragingly.
6   INT/EXT. ICHABOD'S HOME, 2ND FLOOR - DAY (TITLE SEQUENCE        6
    BEGINS)
    Piles of BOOKS and PAPERS, JARS of CHEMICALS, MAGNIFYING
    GLASSES, CHALKBOARDS covered with scrawl and ANATOMY CHARTS
    above a small bed.
    AT THE WINDOW, Ichabod holds a bird cage with a red CARDINAL
    inside.
    He opens the cage and the bird flies free...
                        ICHABOD
              Such a day for such a sad farewell,
              this is good-bye, my sweet...
    Ichabod watches it go, sad, then looks down. A COACH halts in
    the street below. The forlorn DRIVER looks up.
7   EXT. NEW YORK CITY STREETS -- DAY                               7
    ICHABOD'S COACH leaves city limits, forgoing civilization...
    following a dirt road to forested wilderness.
8   EXT. NEW YORK FORESTS - NIGHT                                   8
    Coach lanterns light the way as the coach lumbers along,
    caressed by tight foliage. A WOLF is HEARD HOWLING. Ichabod
    looks out, unnerved, shuts the window's curtain.
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9    EXT. UPSTATE FORESTS - DAY                                      9
     The coach moves through sun dappled forest...
10   INT. ICHABOD'S COACH - DAY                                      10
     Ichabod checks the contents of a LEATHER SATCHEL in his lap.
     He pauses a moment, studying the palm of his hand.
     Ichabod touches the strange SCARS on both his palms: evenly
     dispersed, tiny dots of tissue. Many scars. After a moment,
     he returns to looking through his satchel.
11   EXT. SLEEPY HOLLOW, THE LONG STRAIGHT ROAD - LATE DAY           11
     Ichabod stands between two massive STONE PILLARS. He's
     unsure, turning to watch his coach leave him behind.
     Ichabod picks up his bags and heads between the pillars,
     starting up a LONG STRAIGHT ROAD. He does not notice, in the
     tree limbs above: THREE DEAD RAVENS, hung by twine.
12   EXT. SLEEPY HOLLOW, TOWN SQUARE - DUSK                          12
     Ichabod walks on, passing a CHURCH and GRAVEYARD. The road
     ahead is bordered by rows of businesses and two-story homes.
     Ichabod enters the TOWN SQUARE proper. And ELDERLY WOMAN
     stands in a doorway, watching Ichabod. Ichabod tips his hat.
     The woman backs away, shuts her door.
     Ichabod continues. He looks up... a MAN closes the shutters
     of a second-story window.
     As Ichabod continues he sees that there are two or three
     Riflemen placed at vantage points on the roofs and also, when
     he looks back, a Rifleman up on the Church Tower. The whole
     village is like a Western
     town waiting for an attack.
13   EXT. WOODEN BUNKER - DUSK                                       13
     A strange WOODEN BUNKER, like a small fortress with a HUGE
     BELL mounted on top, sits in a field. SEVERAL DIRT FARMERS
     are gathered, all with rifles.
     Ichabod stops as he walks, looking at this...
                                                                   9.
     A boy, YOUNG MASBATH, aged 10, comes to the Designated
     Rifleman, JONATHAN MASBATH, with food and drink, i.e., a
     picnic tied up in cloth and a stone bottle of beer. Masbath
     Senior takes the picnic and gives Young Masbath an
     affectionate pat. He smiles confidently.
                         MASBATH SENIOR
               Don't worry, son.
     One farmer comes to lead Young Masbath away as Jonathan heads
     into the BUNKER, taking several rifles.
     In front of the BUNKER, across a field, other dirt farmers
     light TORCH POSTS in a line along the forest edge.
     Ichabod ponders this as he trudges along...
14   EXT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - DUSK                                    14
     Ahead on a hill: the grand Van Tassel MANOR HOUSE, windows
     aglow.
     TITLE SEQUENCE ENDS
15   EXT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, FRONT DOOR - NIGHT                       15
     Ichabod puts down his bags (a suitcase and a leather box-bag)
     but keeps his satchel.
     JACK-O'-LANTERNS glow on the porch.
     A KISSING COUPLE are lustfully busy in a dark corner of the
     porch. The woman is a pretty servant, SARAH. The man we will
     know as DOCTOR LANCASTER.
     Ichabod almost blunders into them, causing a little panic and
     embarrassment, in which Ichabod shares, and as he mumbles
     apologies and opens the door, a shaft of light identifies the
     couple for our further reference.
     The open door reveals the MAIN HALL and FOYER...
     There's a harvest party in progress. PEOPLE are gathered.
     QUIET MUSIC is HEARD from elsewhere.
16   INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, SITTING ROOM - NIGHT                     16
     Ichabod opens a door. MEN and WOMEN eat and drink, talking
     quietly in groups. Ichabod looks around, daunted, tentatively
     makes his way...
                                                             10.
Ichabod bumps into a few people, excusing himself. He mops
his sweaty brow, finds a pretty girl.
                    ICHABOD
          Pardon my intrusion, I seek Baltus
          Van Tassel but --
                    GIRL
          In the parlor, sir, further on.
Ichabod thanks her, continues...
Ahead, CHILDREN, YOUNG MEN and LADIES in a circle taunt a
BLINDFOLDED YOUNG WOMAN spun around by the handsome, barrel-
chested man, BROM VAN BRUNT. Brom releases the woman.
Everyone quiets, avoiding her searching hands.
The Blindfolded Woman circles slowly, chanting a REFRAIN that
makes the CHILDREN and even some of the younger WOMEN shiver
with pleasurable fright. They giggle nervously and hush each
other up.
                    BLINDFOLDED WOMAN
          "The Pickety Witch, the Pickety
          Witch, who's got a kiss for the
          pickety witch?"
She makes a lunge, grabbing empty air, just missing BROM;
everyone moans humorously. Doctor Lancaster slips back into
the party, and Sarah likewise.
Ichabod is trying to pass through to reach the farther
door... and on the NEXT REFRAIN finds himself caught by the
Blindfolded Woman.
Everyone stays quiet, that's the game, but of course everyone
is also puzzled, not knowing Ichabod. The Woman touches
Ichabod's face, which embarrasses Ichabod and displeases
Brom.
                    CHILD
          A kiss, a kiss!
                    WOMAN
          She has to guess first.
The WOMAN is wifely, and as she puts her arm through Doctor
Lancaster's arm, we realize she is his wife.
                    BLINDFOLDED WOMAN
          Is it Theodore?
There's a general laugh at that.
                                                             11.
                    ICHABOD
          Pardon, ma'am. I am only a
          stranger.
                    BLINDFOLDED WOMAN
          Then have a kiss on account.
She kisses him laughingly and takes the blindfold off the
reveal a stunning beauty: KATRINA VAN TASSEL. She smiles.
Ichabod tries to compose himself, stricken by the sight of
her.
                    ICHABOD
          I... um, I am looking for Baltus
          Van Tassel.
                    KATRINA
          I am his daughter, Katrina Van
          Tassel.
                    BROM
          And who are you, friend? We have
          not heard your name yet.
                    ICHABOD
          I have not said it. Excuse me...
Brom grabs Ichabod's collar. Ichabod's baffled.
                    BROM
          You need some manners.
                    KATRINA
          Brom!
                    MAN'S VOICE (O.S.)
               (admonishing)
          Come, come -- we want no raised
          voices...
We now SEE that the voice belongs to BALTUS VAN TASSEL, a
working-class self-made Mr. Big with a sympathetic smile.
                    BALTUS
          It is only to raise the spirits
          during this dark time that I and my
          good wife are giving this little
          party...
LADY VAN TASSEL stands behind him, a mix of homespun wife and
well-kept lady. Brom releases Ichabod. Children hide behind
Katrina.
                                                             12.
Ichabod's relieved to have a proper focal point. Others from
the party gather.
                    BALTUS
          Young sir, you are welcome even if
          you are selling something!
The pleasantry relaxes the atmosphere around Ichabod.
                    ICHABOD
          Thank you, sir. I am Constable
          Ichabod Crane, sent to you from New
          York with authority to investigate
          murder in Sleepy Hollow.
This has quite an effect. A man we will know as MAGISTRATE
PHILIPSE looks up sharply. A man we will know as REVEREND
STEENWYCK grunts skeptically. A man we have already seen,
DOCTOR LANCASTER, exchanges a surprised look with another
man, NOTARY HARDENBROOK.
                    STEENWYCK
               (rudely)
          Well, what use is a Constable?!
Lady Van Tassel gives the Clergyman a reproachful look.
                    LADY VAN TASSEL
          Then, Sleepy Hollow is grateful to
          you, Constable Crane -- I hope you
          will honor this house by remaining
          with us until...
                    BROM
          Until you've made the arrest!
To Ichabod's surprise this gets a nervous laugh. Baltus
frowns at Brom.
Katrina looks at Ichabod with renewed interest.
                    BALTUS
               (to his wife)
          Well spoke!
               (to Ichabod)
          Come, sir. We'll get you settled.
               (to the Musicians)
          Play on!
Baltus catches the eyes of Philipse, then of Lancaster,
nodding as if to say "See you in a minute."
As he leads Ichabod out, he murmurs to Steenwyck, who nods
and passes the murmur to Hardenbrook.
                                                               13.
     The Fiddlers strike up the music. Katrina watches Ichabod's
     exit. Brom watches Katrina's interest with displeasure.
17   INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, ICHABOD'S ROOM - NIGHT                   17
     We HEAR the music from downstairs. Ichabod is unpacking --
     arranging his scientific books. His "medical case," revealing
     a few mysterious Instruments of Detections, is open on the
     bed. Sarah is just delivering a pitcher of water to the
     washstand.
                         ICHABOD
               Thank you. Please tell Mr. Van
               Tassel I will be down in a moment.
                         SARAH
               I will, sir.
                    (then -- as she leaves)
               Thank God you are here!
     Ichabod is a bit surprised by her emotion. Then he pours the
     water and douses his face.
18   INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, PARLOR - NIGHT                           18
     FIVE MEN wait grimly for Ichabod, silent in the presence of
     Sarah, who is placing a pipe cradle by Baltus. Lady Van
     Tassel is pouring the men a drink. The music from the party
     is faintly audible. Lancaster is 50, dour, always sweaty.
     Philipse is youngest, a drinker, eyes bloodshot, augmenting
     his glass with a shot from his private flask. Reverend
     Steenwyck has a disdainful, sour expression. Hardenbrook is
     oldest, ancient, nervous, one eye pale and blind.
                         HARDENBROOK
               All the way from New York!
                         DOCTOR LANCASTER
               A waste of time!
                         STEENWYCK
                    (to Baltus)
               What can he do?
                         BALTUS
                    (calmingly)
               Gentlemen, gentlemen...
     Sarah, leaving, passes Doctor Lancaster, who secretly trails
     his hand against Sarah's buttock... not quite secretly enough
     for the vigilance of Lady Van Tassel, who, by the merest
     flick of an eye, shows us that she has noticed.
                                                             14.
Sarah leaves just as Ichabod appears in the doorway, Sarah
closing the door behind him.
                    BALTUS
               (to Ichabod)
          Excellent! Come in!
               (to his wife)
          Leave us, my dear.
                    ICHABOD
          So. Three persons murdered. First,
          Peter Van Garrett and his son Dirk
          Van Garrett, both of them strong
          capable men, found together,
          decapitated. A week later, the
          Widow Winship, also decapitated. I
          will need to ask you many
          questions, but first let me ask --
          is anyone suspected?
                    BALTUS
          I don't understand you.
                    ICHABOD
          I say, is there any one person
          suspect in these acts?
The men stir in their seats -- their looks say "I told you
so!" --
"Useless!" -- etc.
                    BALTUS
          Constable... how much have your
          superiors explained to you?
                    ICHABOD
          Only that the three were slain in
          open ground and their heads found
          severed from their bodies...
                    STEENWYCK
          The heads were not found severed.
          The heads were not found at all.
                    ICHABOD
          The heads are gone?
Hardenbrook leans forward, his voice cragged.
                    HARDENBROOK
          Taken. Taken by the Headless
          Horseman. Taken back to hell.
                                                                  15.
                         ICHABOD
               Pardon me, I... ?
                         BALTUS
               Perhaps you had better sit down.
     Baltus gestures for Ichabod to sit. Baltus lights his pipe
     and pours a
     glass for Ichabod. The men help themselves to food and drink.
                         BALTUS
               The Horseman was a Hessian
               mercenary, sent to our shores by
               German princes to keep Americans
               under the yoke of England. But
               unlike his compatriots who came for
               money, the Horseman came... for
               love of carnage... and he was not
               like the others...
19   FLASHBACK - AMERICAN BATTLEFIELD (WINTER) - DAY                 19
     The HESSIAN HORSEMAN rides his black steed into a gory,
     close-quarters clash, his cloaked uniform adorned with edged
     weapons. He cuts down Americans left and right.
                         BALTUS (V.O.)
               He rode a giant black steed named
               Daredevil. He was infamous for
               taking his horse hard into
               battle... chopping off heads at
               full gallop.
     The Horseman dismounts, hoists a battle axe. With sword and
     axe, he annihilates. Blood gushes. Bones crack.
                         BALTUS (CONT'D; V.O.)
               To look upon him made your blood
               run cold, for he had filed down his
               teeth to sharp points... to add to
               the ferocity of his appearance...
     The Horseman lets out a war cry. Jagged teeth. Grotesque.
20   FLASHBACK - FOREST BATTLEFIELD (WINTER) - DAY                   20
     Winter. CANNONS can be HEARD BOOMING from afar. Daredevil,
     galloping is hit and falls. The Horseman is not hurt.
                         BALTUS (V.O.)
                                                                  16.
               This butcher would not finally meet
               his end till the winter of seventy-
               nine...
     The Horseman rises, eyes filled with rage, looks to see...
     SIX ragtag REVOLUTIONARY SOLDIERS give chase, firing rifles.
     The Horseman flees, bullets throwing snow behind.
                         BALTUS
               ... not far from here in our
               Western Woods...
21   FLASHBACK - DEEPER IN THE FOREST BATTLEFIELD (WINTER) - DAY     21
     The Horseman glances back, bounding through, drawing his
     sword, when suddenly he halts...
     He's happened upon TWO YOUNG GIRLS gathering firewood. The
     girls stand frozen at the sight of him for a long, silent
     moment, till one girl drops the firewood and runs.
     The second girl remains, holding the Horseman's gaze.
     The Horseman and the girl hold each other's gaze for a long
     beat.
     The Horseman puts his finger to his lips, warning her to stay
     quiet.
     The girl takes one of her pieces of dry wood and deliberately
     breaks it, making a noise like a pistol shot.
     There is a responding shout from a soldier back in the trees.
     The Horseman turns to the sound.
     Soldiers move forward from the forest behind, spreading out.
     The second girl flees. The Horseman hefts his sword, turning
     as soldiers surround. One soldier aims his rifle...
     The Horseman reaches over his shoulder, grasps a sheathed
     knife and THROWS --
     THOCK! The rifleman jerks back, knife in his eye socket.
     A second soldier aims and FIRES... Blood explodes from the
     Horseman's arm. His sword drops.
     The Horseman readies and AXE in his good hand. The
     Revolutionaries move in with swords. They battle, STEEL
     AGAINST STEEL. The Horseman fends off blows...
                                                                  17.
     Soldier Three stabs his blade deep into the Horseman's side.
     The Horseman roars, bringing his axe DOWN...
     BREAKS the sword at the hilt. An UPWARD stroke sends Soldier
     Three backward in a fountain of blood.
     The Horseman staggers, trying to pull the blade from his
     ribs. The remaining soldiers close in...
22   INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, PARLOR - NIGHT                           22
     Ichabod is spooked. Pipe smoke wafts from Baltus's mouth.
                         BALTUS
               They cut off his head with his own
               sword. To this day, the Western
               Woods is a haunted place where
               brave men will not venture.
23   FLASHBACK - EXT. WESTERN WOODS, TREE OF THE DEAD AREA           23
     (WINTER) - DAY
     The Horseman's headless corpse lies in a shallow grave.
                         BALTUS (V.O.)
               ... for what was planted in the
               ground that day was a seed of evil.
     The HORSEMAN'S HEAD is dropped into the grave.
24   FLASHBACK - EXT. WESTERN WOODS, TREE OF THE DEAD AREA           24
     (WINTER) - LATER DAY
     One of the four surviving soldiers stabs the HORSEMAN'S SWORD
     deep in the ground as a marker.
     The grave is done. The soldiers walk away from the grave.
     They have
     buried the Horseman in a treeless clearing.
     Daredevil appears, limping, from the trees, and puts his nose
     down to the turned earth.
     The Second Girl is watching from hiding.
     She sees: Daredevil collapses on the grave, blood frothing
     from his mouth. Dying.
25   INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, PARLOR - NIGHT                           25
                                                            18.
                    BALTUS
          And so it has been for twenty
          years. But now the Hessian wakes --
          he is on the rampage, cutting off
          heads where he finds them.
Ichabod sits back, shakes off the reverie of the tale. He
takes a gulp from his glass.
                    ICHABOD
          Are you... saying... ? Is that what
          you believe?
                    HARDENBROOK
          Seeing is believing!
Baltus puts a calming hand on senile Hardenbrook's shoulder.
                    DOCTOR LANCASTER
          No one knows why the Hessian has
          chosen this time to return from the
          grave.
                    STEENWYCK
          Satan has called forth one of his
          own.
Steenwyck stands and from a side table picks up the hefty
Baltus family Bible.
                    STEENWYCK
          They tell me you have brought books
          and trappings of scientific
          investigation -- this is the only
          book I recommend you study.
He drops the Bible on the table in front of Ichabod, making
him jump.
Ichabod gingerly lifts the front cover -- revealing a page of
ink writing, which he will remember later -- then he snaps
out of all this "nonsense."
                    ICHABOD
          Reverend Steenwyck... gentlemen...
          murder needs no ghost come from the
          grave. Which of you have laid eyes
          on this Headless Horsemen?
Pause.
                    HARDENBROOK
          Others have. Many others.
                                                               19.
     Ichabod allows himself a skeptical smile.
                         BALTUS
               You will see him too if he comes
               again. The men of the village are
               posted to watch for him.
                         ICHABOD
               We have murders in New York without
               benefit of ghouls and goblins.
                         BALTUS
               You are a long way from New York,
               sir.
                         ICHABOD
               A century at least. The assassin is
               a man of flesh and blood, and I
               will discover him.
                         STEENWYCK
               How do you propose to do so?
                         ICHABOD
               By discovering his reason. It is
               what we call "the motive." This
               mystery will not resist
               investigation by a Rational Man.
     Ichabod's natural clumsiness, however, causes him to sweep
     his empty glass off the table, rather ruining the effect of
     the Rational Man in command of the situation.
26   INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, KATRINA'S ROOM - NIGHT                   26
     Katrina is sitting in front of her mirror. Lady Van Tassel is
     brushing out Katrina's hair, counting the strokes.
                         KATRINA
               Well, I'm disappointed... our first
               visitor from New York...
     There is a knock.
                          KATRINA
               He doesn't know where to put
               himself and his feet are all over
               the place.
     Lady Van Tassel gives Katrina the hairbrush and goes to the
     door.
                         LADY VAN TASSEL
                                                               20.
               Yes, not like your Brom. Go on
               brushing, I got to forty-two...
     She opens the door to Sarah.
                         SARAH
               That constable, he wants the Bible,
               Mum...
                           LADY VAN TASSEL
               Bible...?
                         KATRINA
               I'll bring it to him.
     Sarah dips a curtsy and goes. Lady Van Tassel gives Katrina a
     friendly raised eyebrow.
                         KATRINA
                    (meeting her eye,
                    explains)
               We'll see if his city talk fits him
               better than his clothes.
27   INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, ICHABOD'S ROOM - NIGHT                   27
     Ichabod sits surrounded by his books, including his Ledger.
     Clearly there has been no breakthrough. Ichabod broods. There
     is a knock at the door, which he seems to have been
     expecting, for he does not turn around.
                         ICHABOD
               Yes -- yes -- come in.
     Katrina enters carrying the Bible.
                         ICHABOD
                    (not turning)
               Thank you, just leave it on the
               reading stand.
     Katrina puts down the Bible as directed.
                         ICHABOD
               That will be all -- no, tell me,
               about that big brute who seems to
               be Miss Katrina's --
     He has turned in his chair, too late, and sees Katrina --
     Ichabod has a minor convulsion, standing up, knocking papers
     to the floor, etc.
                           ICHABOD
                                      21.
Forgive me, I... I asked Sarah to
bring me...
          KATRINA
     (amused, relaxed)
So your clever books have failed
you and you turn to the Bible after
all!
          ICHABOD
     (sharply, despite
     himself)
I see I am talked about downstairs.
          KATRINA
In passing only -- we have many
things to talk about even in this
backward place.
          ICHABOD
I am sorry... Please excuse my
manner -- I am not used to...
          KATRINA
Female company?
           ICHABOD
Society.
          KATRINA
How can you avoid society in New
York? How I should love the opera -
- and theaters -- to go dancing...
Is it wonderful?
          ICHABOD
I have never been.
          KATRINA
But there is an art museum? -- a
concert hall?
          ICHABOD
I don't know.
          KATRINA
     (disappointed)
Then you have nothing to teach me.
          ICHABOD
Perhaps I have. Do you believe the
Van Garretts and the Widow Winship
were murdered by a headless
horseman?
                                      22.
          KATRINA
Not everyone here believes it is
the Horseman.
             ICHABOD
        (relieved)
Good.
          KATRINA
Some say it is the witch of the
Western Woods who has made a pact
with Lucifer.
          ICHABOD
     (exasperated)
There are no witches, or galloping
ghosts either! Is everyone in this
village in thrall to superstition?
          KATRINA
Why are you so frightened of magic?
Not all magic is black. There are
ancient truths in these woods which
have been forgotten in your city
parks.
          ICHABOD
If they are truths they are not
magic -- and if magic, not truth.
          KATRINA
You are foolish. When there is
fever in the house, it is well
known that willow-herb roots and a
crow's foot must be boiled in the
milk of a pure white goat with
special charms uttered over the
fire... and the fever abates.
          ICHABOD
Next time try the herb without the
rest -- and now I must ask you --
excuse me --
          KATRINA
Gladly. I should not have
interrupted our town's savior. Good
night. And as to your first
question, that big brute you were
asking about has proposed to me.
          ICHABOD
I... I... I'm happy that...
                                                                  23.
                         KATRINA
               Proposed to me several times.
     This ambiguous statement, accompanied by a faint smile,
     confuses Ichabod into silence as she closes the door behind
     her. He turns with relief to the next business -- the Bible.
     He opens the front cover. On the endpaper is a Family Tree
     going back a hundred years, in variously faded inks and
     handwritings.
     Ichabod studies it and we see what he learns: that Katrina
     was born in 1777... to Baltus's first wife, who died in
     1797... that Lady Van Tassel is Baltus's second wife (her
     maiden name is unimportant, because false)... Then he
     suddenly notices something even more interesting: The family
     tree has a "Van Garrett" in it -- the husband of Baltus's
     father's sister.
                         ICHABOD
                    (mutters)
               Van Garrett... !
     Ichabod looks thoughtful. He starts copying out details into
     his Ledger.
     A very faint rumbling disturbs him for a moment. He looks up.
     Silence now. He continues working.
28   EXT. SLEEPY HOLLOW - NIGHT                                      28
     The empty street.
     Then the low sinister sound of rumbling is heard again.
29   EXT. WOODEN BUNKER/FIELD - INTERCUT - NIGHT                     29
     The distant SOUND of the GROUND RUMBLING is HEARD. AT THE
     WOODEN BUNKER, Jonathan looks out, fearful...
     The torches burn bright along the forest line. SEVERAL DEER
     stampede out... sprinting across the field.
     Jonathan watches the forest. A horrible, SILENT stillness has
     fallen.
     Then, Jonathan's eyes widen...
     A thick FOG creeps from the woods.
     As fog overtakes each torch, mist snakes up, snuffing each
     flame... one by one by one, all along the forest edge...
                                                                  24.
     Jonathan sticks his rifle out from the bunker, sights the gun
     along the treeline.
                         JONATHAN
               Come out, devil... come...
30   EXT. SLEEPY HOLLOW FORESTS, OVERVIEW - NIGHT                    30
     Silhouetted treetops. The SOUNDS of JONATHAN'S RIFLE FIRING
     are HEARD, echoing -- SEVERAL GUNSHOTS, then... SILENCE...
31   EXT. SLEEPY HOLLOW FOREST - NIGHT                               31
     Jonathan flees through the forest, glances back, terrified.
     THUNDEROUS HOOFBEATS are HEARD from behind.
     DEEP IN THE FOREST, we GLIMPSE the source of the HOOFBEATS: a
     HUGE FORM on a HUGE BLACK HORSE, already gone.
     Jonathan pushes through thorny bushes. Jagged branches bloody
     his hands and cheeks...
     He bursts from the brier patch and TUMBLES to a TRAIL.
     IN THE FOREST BEHIND: The hooves of the black horse rip
     underbrush.
     HOOFBEATS DEAFENING. A spur digs into the snorting steed's
     already bleeding flank.
     The pursuer's gloved hand draws a SWORD, blade RINGING.
     ON THE TRAIL, Jonathan runs onward. The shrill WHISTLE of a
     SWORD SWING is HEARD as the pursuer BLURS PAST...
     Jonathan is still running when his head lolls back, at an
     impossible angle... his head tumbles off his shoulders...
     Jonathan's headless body hits the dirt.
32   EXT. SLEEPY HOLLOW - DAY - EARLY MORNING                        32
     People going about their business calmly. A WOMAN shakes out
     a blanket from an upper window. The murder has obviously not
     been discovered yet.
     No one notices that the WOODEN BUNKER is deserted... and now
     has a gap of shattered timber.
33   EXT/INT. LIVERY STABLE - DAY - EARLY MORNING                    33
                                                           25.
The stables belong to KILLIAN, a dashingly rustic man, father
of a young family. Ichabod likes him... though he does not
think much of the Horse Killian is offering him, an old nag.
Ichabod has a big satchel.
                    KILLIAN
          His name's Gunpowder.
                    ICHABOD
          A brave name, but... have you got
          something a little younger?...
          Taller?
                    KILLIAN
               (apparently getting it)
          Faster.
                    ICHABOD
          Yes.
                    KILLIAN
          A horse cut to dash.
                    ICHABOD
          Yes.
                    KILLIAN
          No, I haven't.
                    ICHABOD
          Oh.
                    KILLIAN
          Not at the price.
                    ICHABOD
          Well... I'm sure he'll do very
          well. Thank you, Mr. Killian.
                    KILLIAN
          Good luck, sir. If you need help,
          call my name.
                    ICHABOD
          Much appreciated.
Killian's son Thomas, a small boy, is feeding one of the
horses.
ANGLE ON Mrs. KILLIAN at the door of the Killian House. She
is in the act of seeing a woman out of her door, a PREGNANT
WOMAN, and handing her a bunch of herbs.
CLOSER
                                                               26.
                         BETH
                    (to Pregnant Woman)
               Mind you rub them well in the
               breech, Mrs. Sherry -- don't worry,
               it'll be easy as shelling peas.
     As the Pregnant Woman leaves, Beth bawls over her shoulder,
     turning to go into the house.
                         BETH
               Thomas! -- It's you I want!
     Beth goes into the house, passing a modest notice on the
     door: "Knock before entering -- Elizabeth Killian, MIDWIFE"
                         KILLIAN
                    (to Thomas)
               Go off home for your breakfast, Tom
               -- kiss your mother once for you
               and twice for me.
     As the boy goes, Ichabod has a thought.
                         ICHABOD
               Mr. Killian, I was thinking...
               about the old widow...
                            KILLIAN
               Old Widow?
                         ICHABOD
               Widow Winship.
                         KILLIAN
               Who told you she was old? She was
               comely. Widowed young and dead
               before the bloom was off her.
     Ichabod is surprised. Before he can react further, a distant
     gunshot is heard -- a signal followed by the distant sight of
     a man on horseback, hurrying and shouting, waving his rifle.
     It's clear that Masbath's murder has been discovered. Killian
     and Ichabod watch the Rider coming, telling the news as he
     comes.
                         RIDER
                    (shouting)
               Murder, murder! The Horseman has
               killed again!
34   EXT. SLEEPY HOLLOW FARMLAND - DAY                               34
                                                                  27.
     Riders are galloping across the fields toward the murder
     site.
     Baltus, a Dullardly Man called VAN RIPPER, who was the
     original Rider who found the body... followed by Brom, and a
     gig driven fast by Philipse, and Doctor Lancaster and various
     villagers.
     Way behind, trying to keep up on Gunpowder, comes Ichabod.
35   EXT. FOREST, MASBATH MURDER SITE - MORNING                      35
     Baltus takes charge of posting armed villagers to keep an eye
     out toward the forest.
                         BALTUS
               Mr. Miller -- ride back for the
               coffin cart -- the rest of you keep
               a sharp lookout.
                    (to GLEN)
               No -- not at me, Glen, I'm not
               going to cut my own head off! --
               Look out to the woods!
     Ichabod hasn't quite arrived. The others are watching as
     Doctor Lancaster turns over the headless corpse of Masbath.
     He straightens the body reverently. Everyone is shocked and
     spooked, looking fearfully around. Behind them -- a sound.
     Everyone reacts but it's Ichabod arriving.
                         BROM
                    (laughs)
               A fine looking animal, Crane.
     Ichabod dismounts, ignoring Brom. The great Detective is
     trying to cover up his jitters. New York was never like this.
                         DOCTOR LANCASTER
               The fourth victim, Jonathan
               Masbath.
                         ICHABOD
               And... the head...?
                         PHILIPSE
               Taken.
                         ICHABOD
               Taken!
                                                          28.
Doctor Lancaster seems unprofessionally jittery. He grasps
Philipse by the arm. Philipse shakes him off and pulls out a
flask. Ichabod notices this. Their behavior seems to him to
be an odd moment. Then he turns his attention back to the
matter at hand.
                    ICHABOD
          Interesting... very interesting.
                     BALTUS
          What is?
                    ICHABOD
          In headless corpse cases of this
          sort... the head is removed to
          prevent identification of the body.
                     BALTUS
               (puzzled)
          But we know this is Jonathan
          Masbath...
                    ICHABOD
          Exactly! So, why was the head
          removed?
They all wait for enlightenment.
                     BALTUS
          Why?
                    ICHABOD
          I don't know.
They all watch Ichabod to see what he will do. Philipse takes
nips from his flask. But Ichabod isn't sure. He isn't too
keen on looking at the corpse. Then he realizes:
                    ICHABOD
          You have moved the body?
                     DOCTOR LANCASTER
          I did.
                    ICHABOD
               (furious)
          You must never move the body!
                     DOCTOR LANCASTER
          Why not?
                     ICHABOD
          Because!
                                                            29.
Despite themselves, they are impressed. Ichabod takes heart.
Ichabod finds a huge, deep HOOFPRINT. He kneels, pulls his
satchel off his shoulder, takes out a BOWL, BOTTLE of WATER
and a BAG of POWDER.
The others watch, finding this bizarre, as Ichabod begins
mixing the water and powder, making plaster.
                    BROM
          What is that potion?
                    ICHABOD
          You are the blacksmith, Brom. Ever
          shoe a horse with a hoof this
          large?
Ichabod fills the print with runny plaster.
                    BROM
               (grudging the point)
          It's big.
Ichabod shoulders his satchel, walks all around, studies the
ground, kicks away leaves... and then lopes around
puzzlingly. The watchers are astonished by his antics as he
leaps from hoofprint to hoofprint.
                    DOCTOR LANCASTER
               (to Philipse)
          The man's a fool.
                    PHILLIPSE
               (drunk)
          He's a fool and we're damn fools --
          but death will make us all equal.
Doctor Lancaster impatiently hushes him and turns away.
                    ICHABOD
          The stride is gigantic...
Ichabod stops, turns, following back to way he came...
                    ICHABOD
          The attacker rode Masbath down...
          turned his horse... came back...
               (stops leaping)
          Came back to claim the head.
He pauses to sum up.
                    ICHABOD
          To sum up. Head taken. Big horse.
                                                             30.
               (beat)
          Did this man have any enemies?
                    PHILIPSE
          Well, someone didn't like him.
But Ichabod has already latched on to something.
                    ICHABOD
          Van Ripper, show me where the neck
          rested.
Van Ripper points. Ichabod opens his satchel, takes out a
BOTTLE OF
GREEN POWDER.
He uncorks the bottle, sprinkles a thin layer of powder on
the dirt, waiting.
A reaction causes the powder to bubble a little.
                    ICHABOD
          A chemical reaction, it shows there
          was just a smear of blood, no more.
                    VAN RIPPER
          I didn't see none.
Ichabod's puzzled.
Ichabod swallows, queasy, trying not to let it show.
Ichabod takes odd spectacles from his satchel, wire-framed
with many lenses: MAGNIFICATION SPECTACLES. He fumbles
putting them on, examines the gross neck wound.
Ichabod takes an INSTRUMENT from his satchel, a delicate
SCISSOR MECHANISM TOOL that tapes off into tiny jaws. He uses
it, hand shaking, to pick at the flesh.
POV through Ichabod's magnifying spectacles: a CREEPY CRAWLY
BUG is feeding on the wound. Ichabod freaks, leaps up.
                    ICHABOD
               (recovering, faking)
          Interesting...
                    BALTUS
          What is it? -- What is it?!
Squinting sidelong at the ground, Ichabod uses his foot to
squash and grind the bug, which is too small to be visible.
                                                                  31.
     He looks at Baltus, his eyes huge in his spectacles.
                         ICHABOD
               The wound was cauterized in the
               very instant... as though the blade
               itself were red hot... and yet, no
               blistering, no scorched flesh.
     They all look worried.
                         PHILIPSE
               The Devil's fire!
     Ichabod looks worried too.
36   EXT. CEMETERY -- DAY                                            36
     The town is gathered for Jonathan Masbath's funeral.
     Steenwyck stands at the open grave, reads from the BIBLE.
                         STEENWYCK
                    (reading)
               "Be sober, be vigilant... " as it
               sayeth in the book of Peter,
               chapter five, verse eight --
               "because your adversary the devil,
               as a roaring lion, walketh about,
               seeking whom he may devour... "
     People WHISPER and steal glances at Ichabod. Ichabod stands
     with Baltus and Lady Van Tassel. Ichabod looks around,
     observing...
     Young Masbath stands with his head bowed.
     Brom stands beside Katrina, who wipes tears. Brom puts his
     arm around Katrina, comforting. Theodore and Glenn are nearby
     with rifles over their shoulders.
37   EXT. CEMETERY/CHURCH - (TIME CUT) - LATER - DAY                 37
     The funeral is done. People head out from the cemetery.
     Ichabod walks with the Van Tassels. Baltus holds Katrina's
     hand. Young Masbath runs to catch up with Ichabod.
                         YOUNG MASBATH
               Mister Constable, sir...
     Ichabod stops.
                            ICHABOD
                                                             32.
          You are Young Masbath...
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          I was Young Masbath, but now the
          only one. Masbath at your service,
          in honor bound to avenge my father.
                    ICHABOD
          Well, one-and-only Masbath, I thank
          you, but your mother will need you
          more than I.
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          My mother is in heaven, sir, and
          has my father now to care for her.
          But you have no one to serve you,
          and I am your man, sir.
                    ICHABOD
          And a brave man too, but I cannot
          be the one to look after you. I am
          sorry for your loss, young Mister
          Masbath.
Ichabod moves away, watched disconsolately by Masbath.
Ichabod finds his sleeve furtively plucked by Philipse.
                    PHILIPSE
          Constable...
                    ICHABOD
          Mr. Philipse... ?
Philipse looks around anxiously to see if they're observed.
                    PHILIPSE
          Something you should know. Jonathan
          Masbath was not the fourth victim
          but the fifth!
                       ICHABOD
          The fifth?
                    PHILIPSE
          Aye. Five victims in four graves!
                    ICHABOD
          But who... ?
Philipse sees that Steenwyck has noticed the encounter. He
breaks off and scuttles away.
Ichabod turns his gaze toward...
                                                                  33.
     The fresh grave of Jonathan Masbath, and three more graves
     almost as recent: The Van Garretts are just receiving their
     brand new headstones, and Widow Winship's grave is marked for
     the present by a simple wooden cross with her name on it.
     Ichabod sees Killian and nods to him.
                         ICHABOD
               Mr. Killian... I will need the help
               you offered.
38   INT. STABLE - DAY                                               38
     Ichabod lifts the lid of a large feed bin half full of horse
     feed.
     Young Masbath is curled up inside like a mouse in a nest.
     Homeless.
                         ICHABOD
               Find a place in the Van Tassel's
               servant quarters. Wake me before
               dawn. I hope you have a strong
               stomach.
     Ichabod walks away, disgruntled.
                         YOUNG MASBATH
               Thank you, sir.
39   EXT. CEMETERY - NIGHT/DAWN                                      39
     The lid of a muddy coffin is wrenched open. The coffin
     contains a headless corpse. Just the one.
     What's happening?
     The coffin is on the ground next to the hole marked by the
     headstone of Peter Van Garrett.
     Killian holds a lantern and a spade. Ichabod, holding a
     handkerchief to his face, looks into the open coffin. He
     nods. Ichabod, in shirtsleeves and sweating, has a spade too.
     Young Masbath is watching uneasily. This is why Young Masbath
     would need a "strong stomach." He gags, almost pukes.
     At Ichabod's nod, Killian replaces the lid. Killian has Two
     Men with him. There are two more coffins and two more piles
     of dirt, one coffin for Dirk Van Garrett and one for Widow
     Winship.
                                                                  34.
     Ichabod moves to the second coffin. It contains a headless
     corpse.
     Just the one. Ichabod nods, and the lid is replaced.
     The third coffin -- the Widow's -- is being opened by one of
     the Men.
     Ichabod takes a lantern and looks expectantly as the lid
     comes off.
     The Widow's headless corpse is alone in the coffin.
     Ichabod pauses. Nods. As the lid is about to be replaced. He
     stops it.
                         ICHABOD
               Wait.
     Ichabod takes out a small penknife and cuts through the
     shroud. He reveals the belly. He stares at it. Was she
     pregnant? It's impossible to tell. But there is the wound of
     a sword stab in the stomach.
     Suddenly there is a screech, which seems to come from the
     corpse, giving heart attacks all around -- but now we see a
     "ghost" holding a lantern. It's Reverend Steenwyck who has
     discovered them and is shrieking in outrage.
                         STEENWYCK
               Sacrilege! Sacrilege!
     Ichabod recovers.
                         ICHABOD
               Science... science, Reverend
               Steenwyck! Someone in Sleepy Hollow
               is using the Horseman story for his
               own murderous purpose, and I intend
               to... dig it out.
     Steenwyck froths, looks terrified and backs off.
40   INT. DOCTOR'S RESIDENCE, MEDICAL ROOM - DAY                    40
     Ichabod and Killian, helped by Young Masbath, carry the
     Widow's muddy coffin inside. Doctor Lancaster watches in
     horror, sweating profusely, freaked out.
                          DOCTOR LANCASTER
               This is... most irregular,
               Constable.
                                                             35.
                     ICHABOD
          I should hope so. But in this case,
          necessary.
The coffin is put down.
                    ICHABOD
          I will need to operate.
                    DOCTOR LANCASTER
          Operate? She's dead!
                    ICHABOD
               (thrown)
          When we say "operate," we mean, of
          course... er, I'll need the
          operating table. Lay her out,
          please.
               (to Young Masbath)
          Go on, nothing to be afraid of.
When Killian and Young Masbath lay out the corpse, Ichabod
gulps water and studies the pages of his Ledger.
                    ICHABOD
          There is a common thread between
          these victims.
                    DOCTOR LANCASTER
          And what's that?
                    ICHABOD
               (closing the Ledger)
          I don't know.
He goes to examine the corpse. Young Masbath retreats to a
corner, ill at ease.
                    ICHABOD
          Once more, the neck wound
          cauterized. The sword thrust to the
          stomach, the same, perhaps by
          chemical means. But to what
          purpose?
Ichabod gingerly feels the corpse's stomach. The Doctor
watches. We get the feeling he "knows something."
                    DOCTOR LANCASTER
          To what is your purpose, is the
          question.
                                                                  36.
     Ichabod takes a rolled VELVET CLOTH from his satchel, unrolls
     it... it holds SURGICAL INSTRUMENTS, some particularly
     strange: RIB-SPEADERS and CURVED CLAMPS.
                         DOCTOR LANCASTER
               What manner of instruments are
               those?
                         ICHABOD
               Some of my own design.
     Ichabod picks through his instruments, unsure. He looks to
     the corpse a long moment. He looks at Young Masbath.
                         ICHABOD
               Step outside. Thank you for your
               help, Mr. Killian. And, if you do
               not mind, Doctor, my concentration
               suffers when I am observed.
     Ichabod watches Killian, Young Masbath and Lancaster go. He
     quickly returns to his satchel, pulling out a BOOK: HUMAN
     ANATOMY. He searches the pages...
     He flips through DRAWINGS of ANATOMY, then sets the book open
     nearby so he can refer to it. He picks up a KNIFE, stands at
     the corpse, taking a deep uncertain breath.
     Ichabod cuts into the Widow's belly, but stops, looking
     horrified at what he's done. He leans close to study the book
     again, worried. He makes another incision... He looks down at
     it, queasy.
41   EXT. DOCTOR'S RESIDENCE - DAY                                   41
     Young Masbath sits waiting.
     Doctor Lancaster stands with Philipse (hung over), Steenwyck
     and Hardenbrook, speaking agitatedly. OTHER PEOPLE have
     gathered in the background.
     The door to the doctor's residence opens and Ichabod steps
     out. He is bloodied, shaken, futilely wiping at the mess with
     a blood-covered cloth, looking up...
     All attention goes to Ichabod. Everyone's horrified.
                         ICHABOD
               I am... finished.
                         STEENWYCK
               What in God's name have you done to
               her?
                                                                  37.
                    (pointing)
               Magistrate Philipse, you are the
               word of law here... put him in
               irons!
     Philipse and Ichabod exchange a look. Philipse nips from his
     flask.
                          PHILIPSE
               And what did you find out,
               Constable?
                         ICHABOD
               That there are not four victims but
               five. The Widow Winship was with
               child!
     The small crowd murmurs, shocked. Doctor Lancaster recovers,
     furious.
                         DOCTOR LANCASTER
               What of it? She should have been
               left to make her peace with God and
               not cut to bits by the
               Constabulary!
     Ichabod is shaken for a moment, remembering the similar
     charge made against him in New York.
                         ICHABOD
               The sword was thrust into the womb
               and no farther. A symbolic murder.
               We are dealing with a madman.
42   EXT. LONG STRAIGHT ROAD, COVERED BRIDGE - LATER - NIGHT        42
     Pale moonlight. Ichabod rides Gunpowder across the COVERED
     BRIDGE.
     They are an ungainly pair.
     Following the road, Ichabod is lost in thought. The CLOPPING
     of HOOFBEATS is HEARD on the bridge behind.
     Ichabod turns to look. HOOFBEATS STOP. No one can be seen in
     the dark mouth of the bridge. CRICKETS CHIRP.
                         ICHABOD
               Who's there?
     Ichabod faces forward, continuing to the forest.
                                                                  38.
     He hums a tune to himself, tone deaf. After a moment, a HORSE
     is HEARD SNORTING, HOOFBEATS RESUME. Ichabod stops Gunpowder.
     There is SOMEONE back there, on horseback, coming out from
     the darkness of the bridge, slowly...
                         ICHABOD
               Who are you?
     The FIGURE comes into moonlight, on a BLACK HORSE, smoke
     seeming to rise from him; a dark FIGURE, cloaked -- headless.
     Ichabod panics, kicking Gunpowder to flee. The figure takes
     off to follow.
     Ichabod whips Gunpowder's reins, gasping, moving faster. The
     figure behind also picks up speed.
43   EXT. SLEEPY HOLLOW FOREST - NIGHT                               43
     Gunpowder carries Ichabod into the forest. The headless
     figure is right behind, cloak flowing...
     The HEADLESS FIGURE is HEARD letting out a hellish CRY of
     rage.
     Ichabod glances fearfully over his shoulder...
     A HORRIBLE FACE with flaming eyes and mouth rushes forward...
     It SMASHES into Ichabod -- sends him sprawling to the ground
     in an explosion of red hot ash and cinders...
     Ichabod rolls, shaken... looking behind. The trail is empty.
     HOOFBEATS are HEARD. SEVERAL HORSES.
     Ichabod stands. He looks down at the remnants of a BROKEN
     JACK-O'- LANTERN and smoldering ball of paper on the trail.
     The FIGURE rides to a halt, throws off a cloak and "headless"
     disguise; it's Brom. Glenn and Theodore ride up, laughing.
     Brom also laughs, but when he looks back, the smile leaves
     his face.
     He takes grim satisfaction in what he's done.
     Ichabod's face is haunted, running with the sweat of fear --
     he is still trembling from the experience.
                         FEMALE VOICE (V.O.)
               Ichabod! Ichabod!
                                                                  39.
     And suddenly we are pitched into Ichabod's DREAM.
44   ICHABOD'S DREAM - EXT. COTTAGE - DAY                            44
                         FEMALE VOICE (V.O.)
               Ichabod! Ichabod... !
     A woman is in the doorway, holding out her arms. She seems to
     be Katrina as Ichabod first saw her, blindfolded.
     A YOUNG BOY, aged about seven, runs toward her, with a little
     bunch of wildflowers.
45   ICHABOD'S DREAM - YOUNG ICHABOD'S KITCHEN - NIGHT               45
     The Blindfolded Woman is playing the Pickety Witch Game with
     Ichabod.
     He is laughing -- scared as she grabs the air looking for
     him. He is holding the wildflowers he picked. She seizes him,
     kisses him and takes off the blindfold. It's not Katrina, but
     his Mother, a kind and lovely face. He gives his Mother the
     flowers. She puts one of the flowers in her hair, laughing.
     But the others -- she throws on the fire! -- and she crouches
     at the hearthstone, beckoning him, still "nice." He comes to
     her, not scared.
     As the flowers burn, they give off smoky fumes, which the
     Mother inhales like perfume, closing her eyes in a trance. He
     watches fascinated as she picks up a twig and starts drawing
     pictures --
     strange designs -- in the layer of ash on the hearthstone.
     Suddenly Ichabod turns his head to the door, which is opening
     --
     spooky because no one is entering. Then he sees at floor
     level the family CAT has come through the door. A black cat
     with a white paw.
     Ichabod's Mother is "awakened" by this, just in time as
     Father, a grim Parson all in black, enters.
     Ichabod looks up frightened at the face of his Father.
46   ICHABOD'S DREAM - YOUNG ICHABOD'S BEDROOM - NIGHT               46
     The Cat is on Ichabod's bed... watching Mother who is
     entertaining Ichabod with the Bird-in-Cage Spinning Disc Toy,
     which we will get to know.
                                                               40.
     Ichabod is tucked up in bed, astonished and happy. The Bird
     and Cage blur together.
     Lightning flashes outside a window, thunder booms, the storm
     bursts open the window.
     The Cat leaps off the bed, caught in lightning flash, the Toy
     drops, tangled on the bed. Ichabod covers his face, scared;
     his Mother hugs him.
47   INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, ICHABOD'S ROOM - NIGHT                   47
     Ichabod is startled awake, frightened, sweating.
48   INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, KITCHEN - NIGHT                          48
     Ichabod enters with a lantern and his Ledger. He sits,
     studies notes, then notices a light down the hall.
49   INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, SEWING ROOM - NIGHT                      49
     Ichabod enters. Opposite an elaborate LOOM, Katrina reads by
     candlelight.
     She looks up, and self-consciously closes her book, which we
     see is a child's version of THE KNIGHTS OF THE ROUND TABLE.
     She covers it on her lap.
                          ICHABOD
               Oh... pardon my intrusion... I saw
               a light...
                         KATRINA
               It is no intrusion... I come here
               to read when I am wakeful.
                         ICHABOD
               To read books which you must
               hide... ?
                         KATRINA
               They were my mother's books... my
               father frowned at them then, and
               would frown at me now. He believes
               tales of romance caused the brain
               fever that killed my mother. She
               died two years ago come midwinter.
     Ichabod nods.
                         ICHABOD
                                                          41.
          I saw it written in the front of
          the Bible.
                    KATRINA
          The nurse who cared for her during
          her sickness is now Lady Van
          Tassel.
                    ICHABOD
          There was something else too. Why
          did no one think to mention that
          Van Garretts are kith and kin to
          the Van Tassels?
                    KATRINA
          Why, because there is hardly a
          household in Sleepy Hollow that is
          not connected to every other by
          blood or marriage. I have more
          cousins than fingers and toes to
          count them on.
A cock crows. Ichabod goes to the window to look at the edge
of dawn.
                    ICHABOD
          I see.
                    KATRINA
          This land was Van Garrett Land,
          given to my father when I was in
          swaddling clothes.
                    ICHABOD
          Given by the dead Van Garrett?
                    KATRINA
               (nods)
          The Van Garretts were the richest
          family round these parts even then.
          When my father brought us to Sleepy
          Hollow, Van Garrett set him up with
          an acre and a broken-down cottage,
          and a dozen of Van Garrett hens. My
          father prospered, and built us a
          new house. I owe my happiness to
          him. I remember living poor in the
          cottage. Should I show you?
                    ICHABOD
          Yes. I would like to see where you
          were as poor as I am.
                                                                  42.
     Katrina stands up, revealing a Book that had been on the
     floor, hidden by her skirt. She picks up the book and gives
     it to Ichabod.
                         KATRINA
               Take this. It is my gift for you.
     Ichabod looks at the title page: A COMPENDIUM OF SPELLS,
     CHARMS AND DEVICES OF THE SPIRIT WORLD.
                         ICHABOD
                    (troubled)
               But I have no use for...
                         KATRINA
               Are you so certain of everything?
     Ichabod sees that Katrina's name is written on the endpaper,
     and, in a different hand, her mother's name, "Elizabeth Van
     Tassel."
                         ICHABOD
               It was your mother's...?
                         KATRINA
               Keep it close to your heart. It is
               sure protection against harm.
                         ICHABOD
                    (smiles)
               Are you so certain of everything?
     Their eyes meet and hold for a moment. Ichabod accepts the
     book by placing it on the desk.
50   EXT. FIELDS - DAY (EARLY MORNING)                               50
     Ichabod and Katrina make a pretty picture on horseback,
     riding slowly toward the cottage.
51   EXT. SLEEPY HOLLOW FARMLAND - DAY (EARLY MORNING)               51
     Ichabod and Katrina, riding, come upon the ruin of a cottage.
     There is almost nothing left but the hearth and a part of a
     chimney.
     Ichabod dismounts and helps Katrina down from her horse,
     taking her hand.
     Before he lets go, she notices the little scars on his palm.
     She takes both his hands and looks at them.
                                                             43.
                    KATRINA
          These are strange... What are
          they... ?
                    ICHABOD
          I wish I knew. I had them since I
          can remember.
Katrina holds his hands a moment longer, their eyes meet,
then she lets go and "enters" the ruin.
Ichabod's attention is caught by a red Cardinal on a branch,
like the
bird he had in New York.
He reflects a moment, then turns to watch Katrina crouching
by the hearth. She has put a flower in her hair.
                    KATRINA
          I used to play by this hearth. It
          was my first drawing school and my
          mother was my teacher.
Unwittingly, Katrina is mimicking Ichabod's dream. She picks
up a twig and starts "drawing" on the hearth stone. Like
Ichabod's mother in his dream.
Ichabod's blood runs cold but she is unaware of him. Then he
notices that a few small wildflowers are growing in the old
fireplace. Ichabod feels short of breath, he leans against
the stones for support.
                    KATRINA
          Oh, look! I'd forgotten this! --
          see -- carved into the fire-back,
          the Archer!
Using her fingers she cleans off the dirt around a simple
carving of a man with a Bow and Arrow.
                    KATRINA
          This was from long before we lived
          here.
She turns to show Ichabod and notices him looking strange.
                    KATRINA
          Are you all right?
Ichabod nods, recovering, saying nothing.
Katrina is reassured. Suddenly her attention is caught, as
Ichabod's was, by the Cardinal bird.
                                                               44.
                         KATRINA
                    (pointing)
               Oh, look! A Cardinal! My favorite!
               I would love to have a tame one,
               but I wouldn't have the heart to
               cage him.
     Ichabod unslings his satchel.
                         ICHABOD
               Then I have something for you.
     He has a PAPER DISK with a BIRD on one side and an EMPTY CAGE
     on the other, pierced by a looped string on which the disk
     can twist and spin. He demonstrates like a magician. This is
     the very Toy given to him by his Mother.
                         ICHABOD
               A Cardinal on one side, and an
               empty cage.
     Katrina watches intently. Ichabod spins the Disk.
                            ICHABOD
               And now...
     The bird appears to be inside the cage.
     Katrina is astonished and delighted.
                         KATRINA
               You can do magic! Teach me!
                         ICHABOD
               It is no magic. It is optics.
     Ichabod gives her the Toy and shows her how to spin it.
                         ICHABOD
               Separate pictures which become one
               picture in the spinning... Like the
               truth which I must spin here...
     Katrina spins the disk, the bird appears in the cage.
52   EXT. PHILIPSE HOUSE - NIGHT                                     52
     A MOVING POV is checking out the Village House. Through
     lighted windows, figures of Men are seen pacing, apparently
     arguing.
                                                                 45.
     Philipse is packing his bags, moving out... while three Men,
     Steenwyck, Doctor Lancaster and Hardenbrook, are in agitated
     conference. Their raised voices make an undecipherable
     hubbub. The POV'S horse makes a horsey snuffling sound. Is it
     Daredevil?
     Steenwyck comes right to the window as if he has seen
     something... but he merely closes the shutters.
     The REVERSE shows that it is Ichabod who has been spying.
     Ichabod backs off and mounts Gunpowder, looking thoughtful,
     then determined.
53   EXT. ROAD OUTSIDE VILLAGE - NIGHT                               53
     A Mounted Man is approaching on a heavily loaded Pack
     Horse... Philipse making his getaway from Sleepy Hollow. As
     he reaches the foreground, Ichabod on Gunpowder intercepts
     him, grabbing the bridle of the Pack Horse.
                         PHILIPSE
               What are you doing? Let go!
                         ICHABOD
               What are you running from,
               Magistrate Philipse?
                         PHILIPSE
               Damn you, Crane --
                         ICHABOD
               You'll raise the village.
     Philipse calms down.
                         ICHABOD
               You had a mind to help me.
                         PHILIPSE
               Yes -- and I put myself in mortal
               dread of...
                         ICHABOD
               Of... what?
                         PHILIPSE
               Powers against which there is no
               defense.
                         ICHABOD
               How did you know the widow was
               expecting a child?
                                                             46.
                    PHILIPSE
          She told me.
                    ICHABOD
          Then I deduce you are the father.
                    PHILIPSE
          I hope your deductions serve you
          better in your contest against the
          Hessian. I am not the father.
                    ICHABOD
          Did she tell you the name of the
          child's father?
                    PHILIPSE
          Yes -- she did. She came to me for
          advice -- as the town magistrate --
Ichabod hears sounds... of sheep in agitation at some
distance but he holds Philipse to his story.
                    PHILIPSE
          -- to protect the rights of her
          child. I was bound by my oath of
          office to keep the secret --
                    ICHABOD
          Do you believe the father killed
          her?
                    PHILIPSE
               (stares at him in
               surprise)
          The Horseman killed her! -- You
          damn fool, do you suppose the
          Horseman stops to impregnate our
          women?
                    ICHABOD
          The Horseman? How often do I have
          to tell you there is no Horseman!
          There never was a Horseman! -- and
          there never will be a Horseman!
Ichabod grabs him fiercely, pulling on the amulet Philipse
wears around his neck.
                    PHILIPSE
          Let go! -- it is my talisman that
          protects me from the Horseman!
                    ICHABOD
                                                             47.
          You a magistrate! -- and your head
          full of such nonsense! Now tell me
          the name of --
A flock of sheep comes streaming and bleating across the
path.
The horses go crazy, BRAYING and rearing. A SOUND is HEARD,
distant: THUNDERING HOOFBEATS. Wind kicks up.
Philipse looks to the forest. A FLOCK of BIRDS alights.
                    PHILIPSE
          Oh my... oh my oh my oh my...
PHILIPSE runs away. HOOFBEATS LOUDER, CLOSER. Ichabod faces
the forest.
The forest explodes open, foliage bending to make way as the
HEADLESS HORSEMAN gallops into view atop DAREDEVIL.
Ichabod's stunned. He looks down to draw his flintlock
pistol, but the Horseman ROARS by before he can raise it -- a
blast of air knocks Ichabod off his horse.
After this, everything happens very quickly --
The Horseman chases Philipse.
Philipse looks over his shoulder.
The Horseman draws his sword.
Philipse gathers his courage and stops, turning. He raises
his iron key talisman before him. The Horseman is closing...
                      ICHABOD
          Philipse!
Philipse holds the talisman up, trying to be fearless. The
Horseman swings his sword upon the talisman -- CLANK...
Philipse's severed head spins. His body falls and folds.
The two pieces of Philipse's Talisman, an Iron Key, fly
through the air, toward Ichabod, who has only just managed to
find his feet and find his fallen pistol.
The Horseman turns Daredevil in a wide circle...
Daredevil completes the turn, letting out a SCREECHY CRY as
the Horseman rides straight toward Ichabod...
                                                                  48.
     Before Ichabod has time to take aim, the Horseman is upon him
     and past him! -- heading toward Philipse's corpse... leans
     effortlessly to skewer Philipse's head with his sword.
     With the head as his prize, the Horseman races away.
     Ichabod turns, watches the Horseman head to the forest.
     Ichabod stands, stricken. He faints.
54   INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, ICHABOD'S BEDROOM - DAY                  54
     Ichabod gasps awake. A KNOCKING is HEARD.
                         BALTUS'S VOICE (O.S.)
               Constable Crane... ?
     Ichabod looks at his hand balled into a fist. He opens his
     hand --
     holds BOTH HALVES of PHILIPSE'S IRON KEY TALISMAN.
55   INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, UPSTAIRS HALL 3RD FLOOR - DAY            55
     Young Masbath is seated by Ichabod's closed door. Katrina is
     backing up Baltus, who knocks again.
                         BALTUS
               Has he not come out at all?
     Young Masbath shakes his head.
56   INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, ICHABOD'S ROOM - DAY                     56
     Baltus enters. Katrina and Masbath follow him, cautiously,
     "visiting the sick." Ichabod sits up in bed, stunned, spaced
     out.
                         ICHABOD
               It was a Headless Horseman!
                         BALTUS
               You must not excite yourself.
                         ICHABOD
               But it was Headless Horseman!
                         BALTUS
               Of course it was.
                         ICHABOD
                                                                49.
               No, you must believe me, it was
               Horseman! A dead one! Headless!
                         BALTUS
               I know, I know...
                         ICHABOD
               You don't know because you weren't
               there! But it's all true!
                         BALTUS
               Of course it is. I told you!
               Everyone told you!
                          ICHABOD
                    (wildly)
               I saw him!
     His eyes roll up and he faints. Katrina and Masbath look
     helplessly at each other.
                         YOUNG MASBATH
               I suppose it's back to the City,
               then.
     Katrina's reaction is mixed -- glad that Ichabod will be
     safe, sorry if he leaves.
57   ICHABOD'S DREAM -- FOREST - DAY                                 57
     A MILLION WHITE MILKWEED SEEDLINGS are floating in sunlight.
     Young Ichabod's laughter is heard.
     Now we see that his Mother is blowing the seedlings for his
     delight.
     She gives him a milkweed pod and shows him how to do it for
     himself.
     Ichabod breaks the pod and releases another million. But when
     he looks around to share the delight, his Mother has gone...
     and he sees her disappearing among the trees. He goes to
     follow her.
58   ICHABOD'S DREAM - FOREST GLADE - DAY                            58
     Ichabod can't see his Mother anywhere...
     Then he sees her standing in the middle of a CIRCLE OF
     BEAUTIFUL TOADSTOOLS/MUSHROOMS growing in the Glade.
                                                                  50.
     Ichabod watches as his Mother turns inside the Mushroom
     Circle, almost dancing. He smiles. Then he sees his Mother
     stoop to pick a mushroom.
     She eats it. She looks happy. She drops a small piece of the
     mushroom.
     Ichabod sees it fall.
     He runs forward and picks it up before she sees him. Ichabod
     eats it.
     His Mother sees him, takes his hands in hers and dances
     around in a circle.
     As Ichabod whizzes around laughing, his POV becomes the
     Encircling Trees whizzing around, and suddenly he seems to be
     surrounded by Menacing Headless Figures dressed all in black.
     Ichabod falls over dizzy and when he looks up he sees that
     the Headless Figures have become his Father, watching his
     Mother heedlessly dancing, his face like thunder. His Mother
     has loosened her clothes and is virtually barebreasted.
     His Father's eyes begin to glow like live coals as Ichabod
     cowers away from him.
59   ICHABOD'S DREAM - ICHABOD'S HOUSE - NIGHT                       59
     Ichabod's eyes are spying... through a crack in the kitchen
     door.
     When we see him properly, he is wearing a nightshirt. Then we
     see his POV, into the kitchen.
60   ICHABOD'S DREAM - YOUNG ICHABOD'S KITCHEN - NIGHT               60
     Mother is seated, her head down. Father paces, chastising
     Mother angrily, his fist balled up in rage.
     Father continues berating Mother. He picks up his Bible off
     the table, waving it, then grabs Mother by the shoulders,
     forcing her to the floor...
     Father forces Mother to her knees. Mother is afraid, clasping
     her hands in front of her as Father forces her to pray.
     Father starts reading from the Bible. In Ichabod's dream,
     this is the same Bible from Baltus's house.
61   ICHABOD'S DREAM - YOUNG ICHABOD'S STAIRWELL - NIGHT             61
                                                                  51.
     Ichabod watches, afraid. He backs away, returning upstairs.
62   ICHABOD'S DREAM - YOUNG ICHABOD'S BEDROOM - NIGHT               62
     A window is thrown CRASHING open, THUNDER BOOMING... Young
     Ichabod sits up in his bed. He goes to close the window, RAIN
     pouring in. He looks down...
63   ICHABOD'S DREAM - EXT. YOUNG ICHABOD'S HOUSE - NIGHT            63
     Below, in front of the home, a MAN drags Mother toward a
     COACH. TWO MEN stand watching, faces hidden under hat brims.
     Mother looks back, eyes pleading, struggling...
     Mother looks up to Young Ichabod.
     The TWO MEN looks up to Young Ichabod: one is Father, and the
     THIRD MAN is a Cotton Matherish man with a villainous face.
     Young Ichabod reaches helplessly toward Mother.
     Mother is forced into the coach.
     The Third Man speaks to Father, then walks to the coach. He
     gets onto the coach as the coach starts away.
     Father watches, rain flowing down his stony features.
     LIGHTING FLASHES... And we see the family Cat watching with
     glowing eyes.
64   INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - DAY                                     64
     Ichabod's eyes as he opens them. He wakes, breathing heavily.
     After a beat, he flings back the bedclothes and springs out
     of bed, energized by a new determination.
65   INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, DOWNSTAIRS - DAY                         65
     Baltus, Steenwyck, Doctor Lancaster and Notary Hardenbrook
     are having another meeting, this time with Lady Van Tassel
     and Katrina on hand with the drinks.
                         BALTUS
               Right -- this time I'll go to New
               York myself and I won't be fobbled
               off with an amateur deductor.
                         HARDENBROOK
                    (correcting him)
                                                          52.
          Detector.
                     STEENWYCK
               (correcting)
          Deductive.
                    DOCTOR LANCASTER
               (doubting)
          No... no...
                    BALTUS
               (rising above it)
          An amateur sleuth! This time it's a
          magistrate that's dead, and --
The door is flung open without ceremony.
It's Ichabod ready for action, transformed, raring to go --
with Young Masbath round-eyed just behind him.
                    ICHABOD
          Gentlemen! -- I need able men, to
          go with me to the Western Woods.
          Who will be the first to volunteer?
                    BALTUS
          You... ? We thought you'd shot your
          bolt...
                    ICHABOD
          A setback, merely. And yet, a step
          forward too -- we now know who has
          done these terrible --
                    STEENWYCK
          You now know, we already knew --
                    ICHABOD
               (high on it)
          Quite so -- and now it seems fate
          has chosen me to make my name in a
          case without parallel in the annals
          of crime -- in short, to pit myself
          against a murdering ghost.
                    KATRINA
               (fearful for him)
          No, Ichabod -- Constable --
                    LADY VAN TASSEL
               (smiles)
          Do you intend to arrest him? Or
          impound his horse... ?
                                                                 53.
     The Men chuckle indulgently.
                         ICHABOD
               Neither. To put an end to the
               killing. To discover the cause and
               remove it. Who's with me?
     No one.
66   EXT. WESTERN WOODS - DAY                                      66
     No one, indeed... Ichabod and Young Masbath ride alone...
     their horses loaded up for the expedition.
     Dark, gnarled and creepy woods. Ichabod and Young Masbath
     move through. SOUND OF BIRDS etc.
                          ICHABOD
               The Van Garretts, the Widow Winship
               ... your father, Jonathan
               Masbath... and now Philipse...
               Something must connect them. Can
               you think?
                         YOUNG MASBATH
                    (shakes his head)
               We had no dealings with the
               magistrate that I know of...
                         ICHABOD
               And the widow? Your father knew
               her?
                         YOUNG MASBATH
                    (shrugs)
               Everyone knew Widow Winship.
                         ICHABOD
               In a manner of speaking, I trust.
                         YOUNG MASBATH
               She would bring old Mr. Van Garrett
               a basket of eggs many a day.
                         ICHABOD
               Did your father have dealings with
               the Van Garretts?
                         YOUNG MASBATH
                    (surprised)
               He worked for them, we lived in the
               coach house.
                                                                  54.
     Ichabod halts his horse, surprised.
                         YOUNG MASBATH
               It's nothing -- there were many
               servants... all dismissed now, of
               course.
                    (beat -- they ride on)
               But there was something happened
               one night, a week before the
               murder. An argument upstairs
               between father and son, and my
               father was later sent for by Mr.
               Van Garrett.
                         ICHABOD
               An argument between father and son?
                    (to himself,
                    thoughtfully)
               After which, the elder Van Garrett
               summoned his servant, Masbath...
     Young Masbath halts his horse and looks around.
                         YOUNG MASBATH
               Listen.
                         ICHABOD
               I hear nothing.
                         YOUNG MASBATH
               Nor I -- no birds -- no crickets --
     Everything has gone quiet.
                         YOUNG MASBATH
               -- it's all gone so quiet...
     Ichabod notes this nervously.
                         ICHABOD
               You're right!
     He gees up the horses. They break into a gallop. A MOVING POV
     watches them gallop by.
67   EXT. WESTERN WOODS AND CAVE ENTRANCE - DAY                      67
     Ichabod and Masbath reach a hill crest. They stop, uneasy.
     BELOW, there is a CAVE with a rock archway. An ill-fitting
     DOOR covers the mouth. The chimney spews smoke.
     Ichabod and Masbath share a fearful look.
                                                                  55.
     ELSEWHERE, SOMEONE WATCHES... A MOVING POV WATCHES Ichabod
     and Masbath as they ride to the cave, FOLLOWING...
     Ichabod and Young Masbath dismount, tying their horses, then
     heading to the cave. They arrive at the cave door. Ichabod
     hesitantly KNOCKS.
68   INT. CAVE HOME - DAY                                           68
     The door is ajar... Ichabod and Young Masbath step in...
     Walls are hung with SKINS and SKELETONS. Across the cave, a
     CRONE sits facing away, motionless.
     Ichabod and Young Masbath look to each other, fearful.
                         ICHABOD
               Pardon my intrusion...
     The Crone, with gray hair and gray features, sits
     disinterested.
     Behind, Ichabod edges slowly forward...
                         CRONE
               You are from the Hollow?
                         ICHABOD
               In a way, yes. I, um...
     Ichabod is distracted by gourd BOWLS of DEAD INSECTS, LEAVES
     and ACORNS... KNIVES, SCISSORS and YELLOWED BONES.
                         ICHABOD
               I should like to say... um... I
               make no assumptions about your
               occupation, no, your ways, witch --
               which -- which are nothing to me...
               um... whatever you are, each to his
               own -- um --
     The Crone places something on a table beside her... a DEAD
     BIRD, a bright red cardinal.
     Ichabod backs away, but Masbath comes to stand beside him.
                         YOUNG MASBATH
               Do you know of the Horseman,
               ma'am... ? The Hessian.
     The Crone draws her finger across her neck.
                         YOUNG MASBATH
               That'll be him, miss.
                                                                  56.
     Around her neck is a cord on which is threaded a carved
     stone, a mystic bauble. Ichabod notices it. The Crone stands,
     faces them, tall ... points to Ichabod.
                         CRONE
               You, follow with me.
                    (to young Masbath)
               Go out, child. Keep away. No matter
               what you hear, keep away.
     She takes a candle and heads deeper into the cave...
69   INT. CAVE HOME, LOWER CAVE - DAY                                69
     The Crone enters through a passage, Ichabod follows,
     terrified, bent under the low ceiling.
                         ICHABOD
               Um... what might he hear that he
               must keep away from... ?
                            CRONE
               Sit there.
     Ichabod sits on a crooked stool. The Crone kneels with her
     back to him, grasps two METAL CUFFS with chains attached,
     slides these onto her wrists, testing them...
                         CRONE
               He rides, to the Hollow and back. I
               hear him. I smell the blood on him.
                         ICHABOD
               Do... do you? Well... I'm here to
               find him and... er... make him
               stop...
                         CRONE
               You want to see into the
               netherworld ... I can show you...
     The Crone gathers STRAW in a pile on the floor, then gathers
     bowls, putting GRASS and POWDER on the pile, WITHERING over
     it. She takes a JAR from a table.
                         ICHABOD
               What... what are you doing?
     The Crone shakes one jar, pulls the lid off and upends it. A
     BABY BAT squirms, dazed. The Crone grips the bat, uses a
     knife to cut off its head, soaks the straw with blood.
                            CRONE
                                                                 57.
               Do not move or speak. When the
               other comes, I will hold him.
     Using her candle, the Crone lights the straw pile.
                         ICHABOD
               The other... ?
                         CRONE
               Silence.
                    (bends to inhale smoke)
               He comes now.
     Ichabod would like to leave now.
70   EXT. CAVE HOME - DAY                                          70
     Young Masbath waits. WIND picks up, kicking leaves, sending
     them in swirls. Masbath holds himself against the chill.
71   INT. CAVE HOME, LOWER CAVE - DAY                              71
     The Crone slumps forward to the floor, suddenly immobile,
     still with her back to Ichabod. WIND HOWLS through a
     hole/window.
     Ichabod looks around, uncertain, stands.
                         ICHABOD
               Excuse me... ma'am... ?
     The Crone remains motionless. The WIND intensifies. Candles
     blow out.
     Ichabod inches closer...
                         ICHABOD
               Do you hear me... ?
72   INT. CAVE HOME, LOWER CAVE - DAY                              72
     The Crone suddenly jumps erect, spinning -- a half-human,
     half-demon CREATURE, black clawed hands reaching...
     Ichabod cries out, leaping backward...
     CHAINS on the restraining CUFFS around the creature's hands
     go taut, yanking the creature back.
     Ichabod KNOCKS over a table of bones, hits the floor. The
     creature is chained, but still wants Ichabod. It SHRIEKS.
                                                                58.
     The creature's face still seethes from transformation.
                         CREATURE/CRONE
               You seek the warrior bathed in
               blood ... the Headless Horseman...
     Ichabod scrambles back as far as possible. The creature claws
     the rock floor, yearning.
                         CREATURE/CRONE
               Follow the Indian trail to where
               the sun dies. Follow to the Tree of
               the Dead...
     The creature yanks, testing the chains. Behind, the BOLT
     holding the chains slips... the WALL CRACKS a little.
                         CREATURE/CRONE
               Climb down to the Horseman's
               resting place. Do you hear... ?
     Ichabod nods, quaking, aghast. He glances to the exit.
     The chain bolt gives more... coming loose...
     Ichabod flees toward the door. The creature HOWLS, leaping...
     the chain bolt BREAKS...
     Ichabod cries out as he is TACKLED to the floor...
73   INT. CAVE HOME, LOWER CAVE - DAY                                73
     It is only the CRONE lying on him; she has returned to human
     form, semiconscious. Ichabod desperately shoves her off...
74   EXT. CAVE HOME - DAY                                            74
     Ichabod sprints out from the cave, past Young Masbath.
                         ICHABOD
               We are leaving.
                         YOUNG MASBATH
               What happened?
                         ICHABOD
               We are leaving now.
     Ichabod scrambles onto Gunpowder, riding, glancing back.
     Young Masbath follows.
                                                                 59.
75   EXT. WESTERN WOODS AREA TWO, FARTHER ON - LATER - DAY           75
     Ichabod and Young Masbath ride side by side.
                         ICHABOD
                    (quoting)
               "Take the Indian trail... To the
               Tree of the Dead... "
                         YOUNG MASBATH
               How will we recognize it?
                         ICHABOD
               Without difficulty I rather fear.
               And "Climb down to the Horseman's
               resting place... " she said.
                         YOUNG MASBATH
               His... camp?
                            ICHABOD
               His grave.
     A SNAPPING BRANCH is HEARD. Ichabod turns to look back...
                         ICHABOD
                    (whispers to Masbath)
               Quicken pace.
     Ichabod rides faster. Young Masbath keeps up...
     FARTHER ON, they charge over a hill. Ichabod halts Gunpowder,
     climbs clumsily off, handing the reins to Masbath.
                            ICHABOD
               Ride on.
     Young Masbath obeys. Ichabod takes out his pistol and wades
     into forest growth, backtracking...
76   EXT. WESTERN WOODS AREA THREE - DAY                             76
     INSIDE THE FOREST, Ichabod moves through UNDERBRUSH, keeping
     low. A HORSE is HEARD SNORTING.
     Ichabod forges on, pushes through branches, fearful...
     He comes up behind a FIGURE IN A GRAY CLOAK on horseback,
     raising his pistol, cocking the hammer...
                         ICHABOD
               Halt and turn! I have a pistol
               aimed.
                                                                  60.
     The FIGURE stops, pushes off the cloak hood. It is Katrina.
                           KATRINA
               It is me.
                         ICHABOD
                    (lowers gun, shaken)
               Katrina... I might have killed you.
               Why have you come?
                         KATRINA
               Because no one else would go with
               you.
     She smiles a little. Ichabod is heartened.
                         ICHABOD
               I am now twice the man.
     Ichabod takes her hand.
                         ICHABOD
               It is your white magic.
     She is about to turn this moment into a kiss -- but...
                         YOUNG MASBATH (O.S.)
               Pardon my intrusion...
     Ichabod and Katrina look to see Masbath has backtracked.
                          YOUNG MASBATH
               I think you'd better come and look
               at this...
     Ichabod and Katrina move to follow Young Masbath.
77   EXT. WESTERN WOODS, TREE OF THE DEAD - DUSK                    77
     Ichabod, Masbath and Katrina come into a clearing, slowing
     their horses... looking up in wonder at...
     The monstrously huge TREE OF THE DEAD, at the clearing's
     center.
     Its branches reach far and wide, knotted and gross, like
     agony captured in wood sculpture.
                         YOUNG MASBATH
               The Tree of the Dead.
                         KATRINA
               It does announce itself.
                                                            61.
Ichabod dismounts, crossing a line beyond which grass and
weeds will not grow. Young Masbath and Katrina dismount
behind. They all walk toward the tree...
Ichabod stares up into the endless, dead canopy of branches.
There's a VERTICAL WOUND in the bark, like a terrible suture,
now healed and scarred. Ichabod approaches...
He feels the mushy scar, picking at its scabs till sap begins
to run.
Red Sap. Ichabod fingers it, sniffs it.
                       ICHABOD
          Blood.
                    KATRINA
          The tree bleeds? How can it be?
Ichabod goes to where Katrina and Masbath wait with the
horses, digs in a saddle bag for a hand AXE.
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          What is it?
                       ICHABOD
          Stay here.
At the trunk, Ichabod thumps the flat end of the axe against
the suture. It sounds hollow. He begins to CHOP...
He CHOPS into the suture... pulls away loose bark. The tree
drips more blood and a goo. Ichabod uses both hands on the
axe to hack at the festering suture.
                    KATRINA
          What are you doing?
                    ICHABOD
          Just... keep where you are.
Young Masbath moves closer. Ichabod keeps CHOPPING, then
grips a large, loose flap, trying to pull it away. It's not
easy. Ichabod struggles.
Katrina follows Young Masbath's slow advance.
Ichabod's pulling -- the flap suddenly gives, revealing a
blood-soaked, wide-eyed, gap-mouthed HUMAN HEAD.
Ichabod recoils. Behind him, Katrina stifles a scream.
Ichabod backs off, back of his hand to his mouth.
                                                             62.
It is PHILIPSE'S HEAD, hanging off the trunk flap, held by
roots grown around and into the flesh.
FOUR other SEVERED, DECAYING HEADS are held by ingrown roots
within the dewy innards.
One of the heads is Jonathan Masbath's. Before Young Masbath
sees it, Katrina hides his face in her bosom and comforts
him.
                      KATRINA
          My God...
                    ICHABOD
          He... he tries to take the heads
          back with him. They will not
          pass...
                    KATRINA
          We must leave this place.
Ichabod looks to the branches towering above.
                    ICHABOD
          This is... a gateway, between two
          worlds...
Ichabod studies the ground, circling the trunk... Around the
other side, Ichabod gets to his knees...
He's found the HORSEMAN'S SWORD: the grave marker, jutting
out from the ground, rusted twenty years' worth, gripped by
the tree trunk and vines.
                    ICHABOD
               (touching the ground)
          Climb down to the Horseman's
          resting place...
               (looks to Masbath)
          Bring the shovel.
Now he sees Katrina hugging the boy.
                    ICHABOD
          Forgive me... I...
Young Masbath courageously recovers himself, wiping his eyes
and nose on the back of his sleeve.
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          Yes, sir -- the shovel... Two
          shovels and the rifle, I suggest.
                                                                  63.
78   EXT. WESTERN WOODS, TREE OF THE DEAD - DUSK                     78
     Lantern light.
     Young Masbath's crouched, rifle across his knees. He watches
     the tree, looking up...
     High branches swarm with BATS.
     Behind Masbath, Ichabod and Katrina dig up the SHALLOW GRAVE.
                         KATRINA
               This ground has been disturbed, the
               soil is loose.
     Ichabod throws down his Shovel.
     Young Masbath comes to the grave. Ichabod pulls at thick
     BURLAP CLOTH
     heavy with dirt... straining as it comes away...
     Ichabod drops the burlap, looking down, disbelieving...
                           ICHABOD
               Look... !
     WE SEE: Roots have gripped the HORSEMAN'S BONES and tattered
     uniform.
     The skeleton is all there -- except the skull.
                         KATRINA
               The skull is gone. What does it
               mean?
     Ichabod jumps out from the grave, snapping his fingers.
                         ICHABOD
                    (energized)
               It means, my dear Miss Van Tassel,
               it means -- yes! What exactly does
               it mean? -- It means, unless I am
               mistaken... it definitely means
               something -- what that something
               is, only time will tell! But I
               sense that we are very close to the
               answer here, if only we had one
               more clue...
     Ichabod is unaware that the ground is writhing around him.
                         KATRINA (O.S.)
               Ichabod... !
                                                                  64.
     Ichabod turns, looks...
     Katrina and Young Masbath back away, because... the ROOTS in
     the grave are ALIVE, entwining around remains.
     Ichabod spins to the twisted tree...
     The vertical SUTURE SEETHES, pulling inward... sucking
     Philipse's head back in and closing, bubbling.
     Ichabod bounds over the grave dirt pile, hastening Katrina
     and Young Masbath along as he flees across the field.
     At the tree, the suture swells.
     Ichabod, Katrina and Young Masbath pass where their freaking
     horses are tied to a fallen trunk, heading for cover.
     A RUMBLING is HEARD from the tree. It's wound suddenly BURSTS
     wide, spitting smoldering cinders.
     At the tree line, Ichabod, Katrina and Young Masbath take
     cover, looking back.
79   EXT. WESTERN WOODS TREE OF THE DEAD (EFFECT) - DUSK             79
     From the tree wound, a glow BRIGHTENS... till suddenly the
     Headless Horseman and Daredevil EXPLODE into existence...
     They hit the ground running.
80   EXT. WESTERN WOODS TREE OF THE DEAD - DUSK                      80
     Ichabod watches the Horseman ride away, bolts of LIGHTING
     STRIKING the GROUND BEHIND.
     The Horseman disappears into the forest.
                         ICHABOD
                    (to Masbath)
               Did you see that?!
                    (recovering)
               Take Katrina home!
     Ichabod runs toward the horses.
                            YOUNG MASBATH
               Constable!
81   EXT. WESTERN WOODS AREA TWO - NIGHT                             81
     The Horseman rips past on Daredevil...
                                                                 65.
82   EXT. WESTERN WOODS AREA THREE - NIGHT                          82
     Ichabod rides as fast as Gunpowder is able...
83   EXT. WESTERN WOODS AREA TWO, FARTHER ON - NIGHT                83
     Trees are silhouetted against the sky. As Daredevil's
     HOOFBEATS get LOUDER, branches bend like arms and fingers
     yearning to touch. As HOOFBEATS ROAR PAST, the trees relax.
84   EXT. WESTERN WOODS AREA TWO, FARTHER ON - NIGHT                84
     Ichabod ducks under foliage as he pursues. He sees...
     Through the forest ahead: the SKY'S LIT UP. Distant fire.
85   EXT. WESTERN WOODS, CAVE HOME - NIGHT                          85
     The Crone's CAVE vomits FLAME.
     Ichabod arrives on Gunpowder, horrified, struggling for
     control as Gunpowder rears, trying to see through BLACK
     SMOKE...
     Embers swirl everywhere. Ichabod dismounts, moving closer to
     the cave ... suddenly he SLIPS...
     Ichabod falls down a bloody rock, landing very close to the
     CRONE'S HEADLESS BODY. Ichabod recoils, crawling away,
     looking to the carnage in terror...
     The corpse lies near the cave entrance. The jagged skin of
     the neck wound still bleeds. The ground and dead leaves
     around the corpse are thick with BLOOD. Ichabod crawls back
     to the Crone, terrified... because he has seen a CLUE.
     The cord around the Crone's neck has been cut and the Carved
     Bauble is missing (along with the Crone's head).
     Ichabod hears a Horse neighing in the trees... and the sound
     of the horse crashing through the undergrowth, departing...
     but he can see nothing.
86   EXT. FOREST - NIGHT                                            86
     Brom, Theodore and Glen are on patrol -- Brom with his new
     rifle. They can hear the same horse crashing invisibly
     through branches, the sound of hooves. They can't tell where
     the sound is coming from. They look around nervously.
                                                                  66.
                         BROM
               Split up! He won't get away.
     The three of them gallop off in three directions.
     When they clear the frame there is a sound of deep rumbling,
     the sound we heard before Jonathan Masbath was murdered.
87   INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, KITCHEN - NIGHT                           87
     Small home. Killian, Thomas and BETH, Killian's wife, have
     finished supper. Beth clears plates as Killian picks his
     teeth with a knife.
     The same rumbling sound is faintly heard.
     The glasses on the table shiver audibly. Killian notices.
     Then the phenomenon stops. Killian continues picking his
     teeth.
     Thomas gets down from his chair. He goes to the fireplace to
     light a tallow wick, which he takes to the next room.
88   INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, WHITE ROOM - NIGHT                        88
     Thomas plops on the floor and lights his MAGIC LANTERN: a
     lantern with an outer sleeve of glass painted with
     SILHOUETTES of LIONS and MONSTERS.
     Thomas turns the lantern and looks to the walls where the
     creatures' SHADOWS are cast.
     He roars for them, imagining them real and having a grand
     time.
89   INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, KITCHEN - NIGHT                           89
     Beth comes for dishes.
                         BETH
               Don't pick teeth. You teach Thomas
               bad habits.
     Killian pulls her to him, playful.
                         KILLIAN
               I am a bad habit. There's nothing
               for it.
                         BETH
                    (kisses him)
                                                                 67.
               Oh, isn't there.
90   EXT. FOREST - NIGHT                                             90
     A black horse runs, hooves pounding the ground.
     THUNDER is HEARD. The horse stops... it is Brom's horse, with
     Brom riding. Brom looks skyward.
     All around, the WIND HALTS. A DEAD SILENCE falls. Distant
     HOOFBEATS
     can be HEARD.
     Brom takes his long rifle from his shoulder, rides...
91   INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, KITCHEN - NIGHT                            91
     Behind Killian, MANTELPIECE STONES pulse, breathing. Demonic
     faces form, then disappear. WIND HOWLS.
92   INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, WHITE ROOM - NIGHT                         92
     Thomas continues his fun, shadow animals circling him. Beth
     enters, looking at Thomas, smiling.
     The magic lantern suddenly stops spinning. Shadow creatures
     freeze.
     Beth looks up, noticing the FEROCITY of the WIND. The smile
     leaves her face.
93   INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, KITCHEN - NIGHT                            93
     The ENTIRE HOUSE CREAKS. Killian stands, looking up. The
     HOUSE CREAKS again, then suddenly the WIND CEASES. Silence.
                           KILLIAN
               Beth...
94   INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, WHITE ROOM - NIGHT                         94
     Beth picks up Thomas. The magic lantern shadow creatures
     begin spinning anew, quickly, around and around.
95   INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, KITCHEN - NIGHT                            95
                                                                 68.
     With a ROAR, the fire flares. Killian looks... In the leaping
     flames he seems to see -- as we also seem to see -- the
     ILLUSION OF DEMONIC FACES molded out of flames.
     Behind Killian, the DOOR SPLINTERS INWARD. The Horseman steps
     in, a battle axe in each hand. WIND BLASTS...
     The DOOR to the other room SLAMS. Killian grabs a chair and
     HURLS it...
     The Horseman swings, SMASHING it aside.
                         KILLIAN
               Beth... run!
96   INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, WHITE ROOM - NIGHT                         96
     Beth holds Thomas as she back away from the closed door.
                         KILLIAN (CONT'D; O.S.)
                    (from kitchen)
               Get out!
97   INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, KITCHEN - NIGHT                            97
     Killian grabs an IRON SKEWER from the fireplace, SWINGS it to
     fend off a blow from the Horseman.
     The Horseman SWINGS the other axe. Killian ducks. The axe
     CRACKS fireplace stone, throwing sparks.
     Killian lunges, JAMMING the skewer into the Horseman... The
     skewer comes through the Horseman's back. The Horseman SWIPES
     with the flat of one axe -- POUNDS Killian aside...
     Killian hits the wall, BASHING his head. Hits the floor.
98   INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, WHITE ROOM - NIGHT                         98
     Beth kicks a carpet to reveal a TRAP DOOR.
99   INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, KITCHEN - NIGHT                            99
     The Horseman pulls the skewer out of his body, throws it. He
     goes to lift Killian by the hair with one hand, brings back
     the axe in the other hand...
100 INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, WHITE ROOM - NIGHT                          100
                                                                 69.
    At the trap door, Beth lowers Thomas to stairs leading to a
    CRAWL SPACE under the GAPPED floorboards. Thomas is crying.
                        BETH
              Hush -- hush -- quiet as a mouse,
              now.
                          THOMAS
              Mother...
                        BETH
              You must hide...
    Beth closes the trap door, frantically replacing the carpet.
    The room's door FLIES OPEN... the Horseman strides in,
    carrying Killian's severed head. Beth shrieks.
101 EXT. FOREST NEAR KILLIAN HOUSE - NIGHT                         101
    Brom, on his horse, hears Beth's shriek.
102 INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, CELLAR - NIGHT                            102
    Beth's SCREAMS are abruptly CUT OFF. Her BODY is HEARD
    HITTING the floor above. Thomas sees the shadow of Beth's
    head rolling across the gaps in the floorboards above him,
    coming to rest with her hair showing, hanging down in the
    gap. FOOTSTEPS are HEARD...
103 INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, WHITE ROOM - NIGHT                        103
    The Horseman's hands place Killian's and Beth's heads in a
    sack, cinching the sack shut.
104 INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, KITCHEN - NIGHT                           104
    The Headless Horseman enters, bends to retrieve the battle
    axe he left. He stands. Long, silent pause.
105 INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, CRAWL SPACE - NIGHT                       105
    Thomas cowers, trembling. QUIET.
106 INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, KITCHEN - NIGHT                           106
    The Horseman falls to his knees. He starts to CHOP at the
    floor with both axes. CHOPPING, CHOPPING, CHOPPING... making
    quick work of it...
                                                                 70.
107 INT. KILLIAN'S HOME, CRAWL SPACE - NIGHT                        107
    A hole appears as debris falls...
    Thomas looks up. He tries to crawl away.
    The Horseman's arm SHOVES through from above -- grabbing
    Thomas and YANKING him up through the hole.
108 EXT. KILLIAN'S FARM, TOWN OUTSKIRTS - NIGHT                     108
    Brom rides from the forest.
    Ahead, at Killian's house, among scattered homes on the
    outskirts of town, Daredevil rides up as the Headless
    Horseman walks out with his sack of heads. The Horseman ties
    the sack to his saddle and leaps up.
    The Horseman ignores Brom. But Brom refuses to be ignored.
    Brom puts his reins in his mouth, aims his rifle... FIRING...
    BOOM -- the slug blows the Horseman off Daredevil, EXPLODING.
    Daredevil keeps going. The Horseman's smoldering body is left
    "face down."
    Brom halts his horse. He climbs down, pleased.
    The Horseman moves.
    Brom backs away, satisfaction diminishing.
    The Horseman rises to his knees.
    Brom falls to one knee, begins reloading. He fills the gun
    from his powder horn.
    The Horseman stands, unsheathes his sword and turns. The
    blast has exposed rotten flesh and maggot-infested muscle.
    Brom readies his ramrod, but there's no time. He rises,
    hefting his rifle, straight at the Horseman with a yell...
    The Horseman is on him. Brom swings the rifle, blocking.
    The battle is on, with Brom fending off the Horseman's sword
    with the rifle -- CLANK... CLANK... CLANK...
    ACROSS THE FIELD, Ichabod and Gunpowder arrive...
    UP THE FIELD, the Horseman makes a backhanded swing, knocks
    Brom's rifle away, sends Brom to the ground...
                                                             71.
The Horseman walks away from Brom. Ichabod sees this,
registers it.
Brom pulls a knife and throws it.
The knife blade goes through the Horseman from back to front,
like a spear thrust through a smoldering sack of rotten
flesh. The Horseman pulls Brom's knife, blade first, from his
chest and turns upon Brom.
Brom scrambles up, flees, running toward Killian's. The
Horseman THROWS the knife...
THWAP -- the knife imbeds in Brom's thigh.
The Horseman strides to Brom.
Ichabod closes in, pulling an unlit lantern off his saddle.
The Horseman changes his sword grip, blade open... plants one
foot on Brom's back, raising his sword to skewer...
Ichabod arrives at full gallop -- SMASHES the lantern into
the Horseman -- KNOCKING the Horseman off Brom.
IN THE DISTANCE, Theodore and Glen arrive on horseback. They
halt where they are, watching.
Brom runs, limping to Killian's house, a goal in sight: FARM
IMPLEMENTS propped there. Brom grabs SCYTHES with long curved
blades, one in each hand.
The Horseman rises.
Ichabod leaps off Gunpowder, runs to Brom's side.
Once more, the Horseman turns away.
                    BROM
          I'll get him!
Brom grabs Ichabod's pistol. Ichabod grabs Brom's pistol arm.
                    ICHABOD
          Wait! Don't you see? -- he's not
          after us!
Brom shakes himself free and --
FIRES -- the bullet rips through the Horseman's stomach to
reveal putrid innards.
The Horseman turns and strides back -- no more nice guy!
                                                             72.
                       ICHABOD
          He is now!
Brom throws the pistol at the Horseman.
Across the way, Theodore looks to Glenn, turns his horse and
flees.
Glenn follows Theodore away.
Brom steps up, scythes ready. He and the Horseman go at it --
Brom blocks axe and sword, deflecting blows...
Ichabod grabs a long-handled SICKLE, circles them... SWINGS
the sickle.
The Horseman blocks.
The Horseman battles both men at once, catching blows...
counting every strike, METAL RINGING.
Ichabod's sickle is knocked out of his hand.
Brom catches the Horseman's sword in one scythe, catches the
axe handle in the other scythe...
The Horseman flatfoot KICKS Brom, sending him down.
Brom picks up Ichabod's sickle and SWINGS it...
The blade embeds in the Horseman down to the hilt.
                    ICHABOD
          Now you've annoyed him.
The Horseman drops his axe, grasps the sickle handle... The
handle SLAMS Ichabod away...
Ichabod crawls, shaking off the blow. The Horseman staggers,
trying to pull the blade from his body.
                    ICHABOD
          We cannot win this.
Brom yanks Ichabod to his feet and grabs his scythes.
As they flee, Ichabod grabs a wood-splitting AXE from the
stump where it's imbedded.
Behind, the Horseman manages to extract the sickle, drops it.
Brom and Ichabod head toward the COVERED BRIDGE that leads
across to the town square.
                                                                 73.
    The Horseman strides after... retrives his axe on the way.
109 EXT. TOWN SQUARE AND COVERED BRIDGE - NIGHT                     109
    Brom and Ichabod start across. Ichabod must help support Brom
    as Brom limps.
    Behind, the Horseman picks up the pace, closing fast...
    Inside the bridge, Ichabod and Brom are halfway across.
    FOOTSTEPS are HEARD POUNDING. Ichabod glances back...
    The Horseman is not behind them. Ichabod and Brom looks up.
    The POUNDING FOOTSTEPS are on the roof, passing over... !
    Ahead, at the mouth of the covered bridge, the Horseman leaps
    down, spinning in midair, lands, crouched.
    Ichabod and Brom halt. The Horseman rises.
    Ichabod releases Brom and moves forward, gripping his wood
    axe in both hands, SWINGING the axe downward...
    The Horseman swings his axe -- SPLINTERS Ichabod's axe
    handle.
    The Horseman, axe in one hand, sword in the other, turns upon
    Brom, and in pulling Brom aside out of the path of the sword,
    Ichabod receives a sword-thrust in the shoulder, which makes
    him scream out.
    The Horseman lifts his sword arm, THROWING Ichabod and
    withdrawing the sword in one motion... Ichabod tumbles.
    Brom moves forward with scythes. The Horseman sets upon him
    with incredible ferocity -- battling Brom back, striking so
    hard and fast it's hard for Brom to keep blocking.
    Ichabod tries to get up, but falls, looking up...
    ICHABOD'S POV:
    The Horseman KNOCKS one of Brom's scythes away, takes another
    SWING --
    sends Brom spinning in a spray of blood...
    The Horseman stands over Brom's body, CHOPPING with his
    sword. Our POINT OF VIEW grows BLURRY...
    A BLURRY HORSEMAN approaches the POV.
    Ichabod is at the Horseman's mercy.
                                                                74.
    Then, another ANGLE -- the Horseman ignores Ichabod, strides
    past him.
    Ichabod takes a step back and collapses.
                                                     FADE TO BLACK
110 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - ICHABOD'S ROOM - NIGHT                 110
    Candlelight. Ichabod, shirtless, feverish, opens his eyes.
    The wound at the top of his chest is raw but with the edges
    sealed shut. Ichabod in on his bed. Doctor Lancaster bends
    over him. Baltus Van Tassel observes.
                        DOCTOR LANCASTER
              Remarkable. A wound like this
              should have killed him... but it
              needs no stitch and there's hardly
              loss of blood.
    Baltus sees Ichabod's eyes open.
                          BALTUS
              He stirs.
    Ichabod tries to rise, looking around, collapses in pain.
                        DOCTOR LANCASTER
              You must be still... the fever is
              on you.
                         ICHABOD
                   (weakly)
              Katrina...
111 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - KITCHEN - NIGHT                        111
    A Woman is bent over the hearth, mumbling.
    Then we see it is Katrina, mumbling over a boiling beaker of
    milk and green leaves. There is a dead crow on the hearth,
    with one foot chopped off and a sharp knife lying alongside.
                        KATRINA
                   (chanting, repeating the
                   phrases)
              Nostradamus Mediamus, Milk Of Mercy
              In Media Nos Laudamas...
112 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - ICHABOD'S ROOM - NIGHT                 112
                                                             75.
Katrina enters with the beaker of medicine. Baltus and Doctor
Lancaster are bending over Ichabod, the Doctor trying to make
Ichabod
drink a livid green liquid from a shot glass.
                    DOCTOR LANCASTER
          It will restore you.
Ichabod closes his lips tight and refuses the drink -- he
doesn't trust Lancaster. Katrina comes to the bedside with
her beaker. Ichabod sees her. He is in pain, feverish.
                    ICHABOD
          I... I... tried to stop Brom but...
Katrina soothes him.
                     KATRINA
          Sssh... no one could have done
          more. Drink this down, it will make
          you sleep.
                    ICHABOD
          The Horseman was not set to kill
          Brom... or me... If Brom had not
          attacked him...
                    BALTUS
          Later. Rest now.
                    ICHABOD
          I have discovered something.
Baltus and Doctor Lancaster glance at each other.
                    BALTUS
          These are ravings...
                    ICHABOD
          The Horseman does not kill for the
          sake of killing... he choses his
          victims.
                       KATRINA
          Drink...
She holds the beaker to Ichabod's lips. He drains it and
falls back on the pillow, closing his eyes.
Baltus turns at a sound from the door.
Lady Van Tassel has entered quietly. She comes to him
anxiously and grips his hand.
                                                                 76.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              What is it, Baltus?
                        BALTUS
              Nothing... nothing... Don't be
              troubled, my love...
    They hold hands lovingly, staring at Ichabod, who has fallen
    asleep.
113 ICHABOD'S DREAM - CHURCH - NIGHT                                113
    Empty church. Young Ichabod enters, carries a lantern past
    pews. He HEARS a SOUND, moving behind a pew to hide.
    Ahead, across the church, a RED DOOR opens... Father and the
    villainous Third Man come out, shutting the door, speaking
    quietly.
    The Third man holds a piece of parchment paper. Father is
    ever emotionless.
    Ichabod watches them, ducking down to keep hidden...
    Father and the Third Man walk to leave down the aisle,
    passing close to Ichabod without seeing him. They exit,
    leaving Young Ichabod alone in the silent church.
    Young Ichabod rises, begins moving fearfully forward...
    FOLLOW as he crosses through the church... going to the RED
    DOOR... opening it...
114 ICHABOD'S DREAM - CHURCH - BEYOND THE RED DOOR - MORNING        114
    Young Ichabod enters. The room contains TORTURE DEVICES: IRON
    CUFFS, THUMB SCREWS, KNIFES and NEEDLES. There is a SPIKED
    CHAIR, fitted with sharp spikes, adorned with straps for
    holding down the "accused."
    Young Ichabod backs away, terrified, then sees...
    A shaft of light cuts across a large, sarcophagus-like IRON
    MAIDEN --
    where MOTHER'S EYES can be seen through the slit in the Iron
    Maiden's face. Open eyes. Dead eyes.
    Young Ichabod lets out a strangled cry, runs to the Iron
    Maiden, trying to pull it open, clawing at the lock...
                                                                77.
    Finally, Young Ichabod backs away, choking on misery. He
    looks around in despair. He falls to his knees at the spiked
    chair, places his hands on the spikes, pressing...
    As he sobs, blood runs down from his hands. He looks down and
    sees the CAT is there, looking up at him. The cat reaches up
    to rub its head against his face.
115 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - ICHABOD'S ROOM - NIGHT                  115
    Ichabod, sobbing, has jerked up out of the dream straight
    into Katrina's embrace.
    She is sitting on the bed, holding him, calming him. She
    notices blood on his palms.
    She takes a plain linen handkerchief from her cuff and dabs
    at the blood.
                        KATRINA
              Hush... hush... you were dreaming.
    Ichabod falls back on the pillow.
                        ICHABOD
              Yes... thing I had forgotten and
              would like not to remember.
                        KATRINA
              Perhaps the remembering is the hard
              road to peace of mind... What ails
              you, Ichabod?
                        ICHABOD
              I was well, it was the world that
              was ill... But since I came here...
                        KATRINA
              You were not a happy man when you
              came. I think your wound was deeper
              than the wound you received from
              the Horseman...
                   (she puts her hand on his
                   forehead)
              But your fever is broken, and
              though I cannot cure the world I
              would make you live happy in it...
              Tell me what you dreamed.
                        ICHABOD
                                                78.
          How I found my mother dead... how
          good and evil sometimes wear each
          other's clothes. She was an
          innocent, a child of nature,
          condemned... murdered... by my
          father...
                    KATRINA
          Murdered by...?
                    ICHABOD
          Yes -- murdered to save her soul!
          By a Bible-Black tyrant behind a
          mask of righteousness. I was seven
          when I lost my faith.
                    KATRINA
          What do you believe in, Ichabod?
                    ICHABOD
          Sense and reason, cause and
          consequence, an ordered universe...
          Oh lord, I should not have come to
          this place where my rational mind
          has been so controverted by the
          spirit world...
                    KATRINA
          Is there nothing you will take from
          Sleepy Hollow that was worth the
          coming here?
Their eyes meet.
                    ICHABOD
          No... not nothing. A kiss... and
          how rare a thing... a kiss from a
          lovely woman before she saw my face
          or knew my name.
                    KATRINA
          Yes, without sense or reason...
They hold still, perhaps about to kiss.
                    KATRINA
          It was a kiss on account.
But Ichabod breaks the moment.
                    ICHABOD
          Oh -- God forgive me -- I talk of
          kisses and you have lost your brave
          man Brom --
                                                              79.
                        KATRINA
              I have shed my tears for Brom...
              and yet my heart is not broken. Do
              you think me wicked?
                        ICHABOD
              No... but perhaps there is a little
              bit of the witch in you, Katrina.
                        KATRINA
              Why do you say that?
                        ICHABOD
              Because you have bewitched me.
    This time their held look turns into a passionate embrace...
116 EXT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - PORCH - NIGHT                           116
    Young Masbath slowly opens the door to peer out. He walks out
    onto the porch, watching as...
    ACROSS THE LAWN, a CLOAKED FIGURE walks, carrying a LANTERN.
    The figure heads onto the long straight road, into the
    forest, lantern light dissipating.
    Young Masbath steps off the porch, in cautious pursuit.
117 EXT. THE HOLLOW - EARLY MORNING                                 117
    Dawn light is visible over fog-shrouded forests.
118 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - ICHABOD'S ROOM - MORNING                118
    Ichabod awakes, rolls... finds Lady Van Tassel at his bedside
    with food and drink. Ichabod covers himself with his sheets.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              You slept like the dead.
                         ICHABOD
              You are too kind to me... I do not
              look to be served by the lady of
              the house.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
                   (smiles)
              Nor would you be but that the
              servant girl has vanished.
                        ICHABOD
                                                             80.
          Sarah?
                    LADY VAN TASSEL
          Run away, like many more -- people
          are leaving in fear without
          ceremony.
                    ICHABOD
          Where is... ?
                    LADY VAN TASSEL
          She watched over you till dawn. Now
          it is her turn to sleep.
Young Masbath enters as Lady Van Tassel goes out.
Ichabod looks at his palms, which are stained with dried
blood.
                    ICHABOD
          Help me. I am fit for another day,
          I think.
The scene incorporates Young Masbath pouring water for
Ichabod to wash himself, and helping him into his clothes.
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          Where are we going?
                    ICHABOD
          To the Notary's office.
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          Why?
                     ICHABOD
          Because that is where I expect to
          find deposited... the last will and
          testament of the elder Van
          Garrett...
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          You have thought of something...
                    ICHABOD
          ... of something you said, Young
          Masbath... The Widow Winship came
          many a day with a basket of eggs to
          Van Garrett... who I understand had
          hens to spare... I begin to see. It
          was Van Garrett's child that the
          widow was carrying. And what news
          have you?
                                                            81.
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          I heard someone leaving last night.
          Looked like they headed to town,
          but I lost them in the woods.
                    ICHABOD
          You didn't see who?
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          All I saw was their lantern.
Ichabod ponders, troubled, as Masbath brings him a shirt.
                    ICHABOD
          The Horseman does the killing but,
          I believe, at the bidding of a
          mortal, someone of flesh and blood.
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          What... ? What makes you say that?
                    ICHABOD
          The witch... the crone, when I
          happened upon her corpse, she lay
          in a pool of blood. Blood poured
          hard from her neck. The wound was
          not cauterized.
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          Then, she was not killed by the
          Hessian. Someone only tried to make
          it seem so.
                    ICHABOD
               (nods)
          It was the settling of a private
          score. But the Horseman cuts heads
          to a different drum. The crone
          pointed us to what drives the
          Hessian -- his skull has been
          stolen from his grave. The person
          who stole it has power over the
          Hessian. Here is why the Headless
          One has returned through the gate
          of the Tree of the Dead. He chops
          heads until his own is restored to
          him.
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          But what person... ?
                    ICHABOD
          A person who stands to gain by
          these murders.
                                                                 82.
119 EXT. TOWN SQUARE - CHURCH - DAY                                 119
    WAGONS, HORSES and TOWNSPEOPLE swarm. A CROWD empties the
    town's general store. Provisions are passed along, man to
    man, and loaded onto wheelbarrows.
    Ichabod and Young Masbath ride, passing MANY ANGRY FACES.
    All up and down the long straight road, home owners board up
    windows with lumber.
    Ichabod and Young Masbath stop, tying their horses in front
    of the "NOTARY." Ichabod looks off...
    DOWN THE ROAD, people head to the CHURCH. Much activity...
                        ICHABOD
              Sanctuary. Or, so they hope.
    People carry supplies into the church, within the bordering
    WROUGHT-IRON FENCE. Others work to build and erect massive
    WOODEN CROSSES.
    In the crowd here, Reverend Steenwyck spots Ichabod and Young
    Masbath, pushes past people, shouting...
                        STEENWYCK
              There he is! There...!
    People begin to pay attention to Steenwyck as he climbs atop
    a crate, pointing toward Ichabod...
                        STEENWYCK
                   (to everyone)
              The desecrater of Christian burial!
              Twice he met the Horseman, and kept
              his head! How is it so... ?
    AT THE NOTARY, Ichabod tries to ignore, heads inside, as a
    clod of earth hits him on the shoulder.
    IN THE CHURCHYARD, Steenwyck continues his rant.
                        STEENWYCK
              The Devil protects his own!
120 INT. NOTARY PUBLIC - HARDENBROOK'S OFFICES - DAY                120
    A small, untidy room with piles of dusty documents in great
    disorder.
    The Notary Hardenbrook looks at Ichabod with his one good
    eye. Young Masbath stands near.
                                                            83.
                    ICHABOD
          I take it, Mr. Hardenbrook, that
          wills and testaments are held here
          on public record?
Hardenbrook is in a funk, trying to act calm. He passes a
document across the desk.
                    HARDENBROOK
          I believe this is what you wish to
          see. Take it and go!
Ichabod scans the will of Peter Van Garrett.
                     HARDENBROOK
          Van Garrett Senior left his estate
          to his next of kin, that is to say,
          to his only son. However, the son
          being murdered in the same
          instant...
                    ICHABOD
          The next of kin after the son would
          be the eldest of the line from Van
          Garrett's father's sister... none
          other than the Baltus Van Tassel:
          something else no one thought to
          mention!
                    HARDENBROOK
          Well, you have found your way to
          it, and I hope you will leave now
          before my windows are boken.
The crowd murmurs outside like angry bees. Ichabod flourishes
the will.
                    ICHABOD
          I am not ready to leave.
Hardenbrook starts moaning and wringing his hands.
                    ICHABOD
          A brick through your window is not
          what puts you in terror,
          Hardenbrook ... there is something
          else... I saw your fear, and
          Steenwyck's and the doctor's, when
          you met at Philipse's house...
          Philipse paid with his head, and
          you fear for your own.
                    HARDENBROOK
                                                         84.
          Yes, it's true! -- but we did not
          know it was a murdering plot when
          we were drawn in!
                    ICHABOD
          Drawn in by whom?!
                    HARDENBROOK
          Mercy upon me! -- We meant no harm
          to come to her!
                    ICHABOD
          No harm to come to whom?
                    HARDENBROOK
               (babbling)
          But the marriage made her next of
          kin...
                    ICHABOD
          Made who next of kin to whom?! --
          I'm confused!
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          He means old Van Garrett secretly
          married the Widow Winship.
                    ICHABOD
               (getting it)
          Of course! And Van Garrett made a
          new will, leaving everything to her
          and his unborn child... So she
          stood between Baltus and the
          legacy! Where is the will?
                    HARDENBROOK
          I cannot be seen to help you -- the
          Horseman will come for me -- !
                    ICHABOD
          I will not leave without the very
          last will and testament of --
Hardenbrook digs into a mountain of documents, hurling
handfuls into the air... and flings the second will at
Ichabod. Young Masbath nervously checks the door.
                    HARDENBROOK
          Go, then! I am a dead man!
He starts to sob.
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          Sir...
                                                                 85.
                        ICHABOD
                   (reading)
              Young Masbath... I know why your
              father died. That night when Van
              Garrett quarreled with his son,
              Jonathan Masbath was summoned
              upstairs to witness the new Will.
              Here is your father's signature. It
              was his death warrant.
    Young Masbath takes the document and looks at it tearfully.
                        ICHABOD
              But the secret was not safe. Mrs.
              Killian the midwife was forewarned
              the baby was coming -- and so she,
              too, had to die.
    One of the other hurled documents has fluttered down
    fortuitously in front of Ichabod. He picks it up.
                        ICHABOD
              The marriage certificate. Parson
              Steenwyck married them. Doctor
              Lancaster confirmed the widow was
              pregnant. She told the secret to
              Magistrate Philipse. Notary
              Hardenbrook concealed the
              documents...
    Hardenbrook snivels and moans and wrings his hands.
                          ICHABOD
              And   you all kept silence! Why?...
              For   some nameless dread of the man
              who   stood to gain by it -- Baltus
              Van   Tassel!
121 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - STAIRS - DAY                           121
    Ichabod and Young Masbath start up the stairs, noticing:
122 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - PARLOR - DAY                           122
    Baltus, alone, with a glass of liquor, is brooding over an
    oak coffer of SILVER COINS, running coins through his
    fingers.
123 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - STAIRS - DAY                           123
    Ichabod continues with Young Masbath, speaking quietly.
                                                                 86.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              I think there is some error in your
              reasoning...
                        ICHABOD
                   (politely)
              Really? Do give me the benefit of
              your...
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              All these murders... just so that
              Baltus Van Tassel should inherit
              yet more land and property?
                        ICHABOD
              Precisely. Men murder for profit.
              Possibly you don't know New York...
              ?
    Suddenly he sees his bedroom door is ajar.
124 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - ICHABOD'S BEDROOM - DAY                124
    Ichabod's entry surprises... Katrina, sitting at Ichabod's
    desk, reading his Ledger.
                        ICHABOD
              Katrina... why are you in my room?
                        KATRINA
                   (smiles)
              Because it is yours. Is it wicked
              of me?
                        ICHABOD
              No... no...
                        KATRINA
              I missed you. Where did you go?
                        ICHABOD
              To the Notary... I had questions to
              ask Hardenbrook.
                        KATRINA
              And did you learn anything of
              interest?
    Ichabod and Young Masbath exchange a glance.
                        ICHABOD
              Well... perhaps.
                                                            87.
                    KATRINA
          My father...
                    ICHABOD
               (jumps)
          Your father... ?
                    KATRINA
          Yes. My father thinks you should
          return to New York.
                    ICHABOD
          Really? Why is that?
                    KATRINA
               (smiles)
          I don't know. Perhaps he looked in
          your ledger and did not like what
          he saw...
She leaves the Ledger open on the desk. Ichabod steps over to
look.
Young Masbath cranes his neck to look. It is a page of
doodles with
the name "Katrina" written several times, and a sketch of
Katrina.
Embarrassed Ichabod closes the Ledger.
                    KATRINA
          He believes townfolk and country do
          not mix.
Ichabod opens the drawer in the desk and puts away the
document he took from the Notary.
He is nervous because he knows they point to complicity by
Katrina's father. Young Masbath, watching, understands this,
Ichabod locks the drawer and pockets the key.
                    KATRINA
          What have you there?
                    ICHABOD
          Evidence. I'm sorry, I must ask
          your...
                    KATRINA
          Then I will leave you to your
          thoughts. Sleep well.
Katrina leaves. Ichabod is troubled.
                                                               88.
    Then -- to add to his troubles -- he suddenly sees a HUGE
    SPIDER scuttling under his bed. He doesn't like spiders, even
    small ones. He gives a yelp.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              It's only a spider.
                        ICHABOD
              Where's it gone? -- Where's it
              gone? Can you see it?
    Young Masbath crouches to look under the bed. He frowns,
    puzzled.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              There's something under there...
                        ICHABOD
              Kill it! Kill it!
                   (getting a grip)
              No -- no... er... stun it...
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              Help me move the bed.
    Young Masbath and Ichabod move the bed.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              Look...
    UNDER THE BED is revealed a strange PENTAGRAM drawn in chalk.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              The Evil Eye!
                        ICHABOD
              What... ? What is... ?
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              It is someone casting spells
              against you.
                        ICHABOD
              The Evil Eye.
    The spider is sitting on the Pentagram.
125 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - ICHABOD'S ROOM - LATER - NIGHT          125
    Young Masbath, fully dressed, sleeps on the bed. Ichabod sits
    waiting.
                                                                 89.
    He takes the cover off the lantern, looks at a CLOCK.
    Midnight.
    Ichabod heara A DOOR OPEN AND CLOSE, then a CREAK on the
    stairs. He lights a candle. Then he goes to wake Young
    Masbath.
126 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - ICHABOD'S DOOR - NIGHT                 126
    Ichabod and Younng Masbath come out of the room.
127 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - SECOND FLOOR HALLWAY - NIGHT           127
    Ichabod and Young Masbath come down STAIRS with a lantern,
    cautious.
128 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - SITTING ROOM - NIGHT                   128
    Ichabod and Young Masbath cross, A CREAKING FLOORBOARD is
    HEARD from ANOTHER ROOM. Ichabod quickly covers his lantern.
    Across the room, LIGHT comes under a DOOR, stops...
    continues.
    FOOTSTEPS are HEARD, then a DOOR OPENING and CLOSING.
129 EXT. FOREST BY VAN TASSEL HOUSE - NIGHT                        129
    LANTERN LIGHT moves, far ahead. Ichabod and Young Masbath
    follow, fearful, keeping hidden.
130 EXT. FOREST BY VAN TASSEL HOUSE - FARTHER ON (HILLSIDE) -      130
    NIGHT
    Ichabod and Young Masbath stop on a hillside.
                           ICHABOD
              Wait here.
    Ichabod advances, up the hill... peers forward to see...
131 EXT. FOREST CLEARING BY VAN TASSEL HOUSE - NIGHT               131
    The lantern sits on a rock. On a blanket, a semi-naked MAN
    and semi-naked WOMAN are in the midst of rough SEX.
    Ichabod crawls to peer from underbrush.
                                                                 90.
    The couple keeps coupling, the MAN on top. His grunts and
    gasps are particularly desperate. He's all over the WOMAN,
    who lays back... it is LADY VAN TASSEL.
    Ichabod swallows.
    Lady Van Tassel pulls down the man's shirt, exposes his
    flesh. She raises a small, sharp KNIFE behind his back.
    Ichabod's eyes widen. He's about to shout a warning, but...
    Lady Van Tassel brings the blade to her own hand, slicing
    deep into her palm. Blood flows. She rubs her cut hand over
    her partner's arching back, smearing blood.
    Lady Van Tassel caresses the man's chest, neck, face...
    trailing blood.
    The man lifts his head, in ecstasy, sucking the woman's
    bloody fingers ... it's REVEREND STEENWYCK.
    Ichabod backs away, having seen more than enough.
132 EXT. FOREST BY VAN TASSEL ESTATE (HILLSIDE) - NIGHT            132
    Ichabod returns to Young Masbath's side.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              What was there?
                        ICHABOD
              Something I wish I had not seen. A
              beast with two backs.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
                   (wow!)
              A beast with... ? What next in
              these bewitched woods?!
133 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - ICHABOD'S ROOM - NIGHT                 133
    Ichabod and Young Masbath enter.
    Ichabod sees that his desk drawer is slightly open.
    He opens the drawer knowing the worst.
    The documents have been taken.
    Masbath suddenly sniffs the air. He signals to Ichabod,
    alert. He shiffs again... and in the grate is the source of
    the smell: the documents burned to ashes.
                                                               91.
    Ichabod, in despondency, brings his finger to his head,
    rubbing his temples.
134 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - KITCHEN - DAY                          134
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              She will not see you.
    She is talking to Ichabod. Her hand is loosely bandaged.
                        ICHABOD
              Did she say... anything?
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              Only that she will not come down.
                        ICHABOD
              I see. Thank you.
    Ichabod turns to go.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              Constable, you have not asked me
              how I hurt my hand since
              yesterday... which would have been
              polite. In fact you have been as
              careful not to look at it as not to
              mention it.
    She strips off the bandage to show a roughly sewn cut.
                        ICHABOD
              Yes -- I'm sorry... How did you...
              ?
    Lady Van Tassel GRABS Ichabod by the wrist, tight...
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
                   (whispering close)
              I know you saw me.
                           ICHABOD
              What... ?
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              I know you followed last night. You
              must promise not to tell my husband
              what you saw... promise me...
    Ichabod tries to pull away, but she grips tighter. The FRONT
    DOOR is HEARD SLAMMING. Ichabod is panicky.
                           LADY VAN TASSEL
                                                          92.
          Reverend Steenwyck has power over
          me.
                    ICHABOD
          P-p-power...?
                    LADY VAN TASSEL
          He knows something terrible against
          my dear husband -- what you
          witnessed was the price of
          Steenwyck's silence.
                    ICHABOD
          What does Steenwyck know?
Footsteps approach the door, the handle turns.
                    LADY VAN TASSEL
          Later -- later...
She pulls away just as Baltus enters.
                    BALTUS
          The town is in a ferment. Horror
          piled on tragedy -- Hardenbrook is
          dead -- strangled.
Baltus goes straight to a flagon on the side table and lifts
it to his lips. Ichabod stares at Baltus's strong hands
gripping the neck of the flagon.
                    LADY VAN TASSEL
          Oh... ! That harmless old man?
                    BALTUS
          Hanged himself in the night!
                    ICHABOD
          Hanged himself?
                    BALTUS
          Reverend Steenwyck has called a
          meeting at the church -- tonight.
          Every man, woman and child.
               (to Ichabod)
          He will speak against you -- if you
          are wise you will be gone from
          here. Steenwyck's congregation is
          already halfway to being a mob.
                    ICHABOD
          I will go when I have done what I
          came to do.
                                                              93.
    Lady Van Tassel comes to calm her husband. Baltus notices her
    wound.
                        BALTUS
              What is this?
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              I was careless with the kitchen
              knife --
                        BALTUS
              The wound looks angry --
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              I'll bind it later with wild
              arrowroot flowers -- I know where
              I'll find some. Will you ride with
              me?
    Ichabod slips silently out of the room.
135 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - STAIRS - DAY                            135
    Ichabod goes up the stairs.
136 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - SECOND FLOOR - DAY                      136
    Ichabod knocks quietly at Katrina's door. No answer. He
    quietly opens the door.
137 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - KATRINA'S ROOM - DAY                    137
    Katrina's bed has been slept in but it's empty and she is not
    there.
    But in the grate there is the telltale heap of charred paper
    and ash, recognizable as Ichabod's documents.
    A sound at the door makes him whip around. It is Young
    Masbath.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              I saw her riding away towards the
              old pasture.
138 INT. WINDMILL - DAY                                             138
    A small PILE of STRAW burns. GLOVED HANDS unfold a paper
    filled with HAIR CLIPPINGS, which are sprinkled on the fire.
                                                                 94.
    A cloaked FIGURE kneels at the pile. This person removes a
    HUMAN SKULL from a cloth bag.
    The skull is placed at center in the flames. It's teeth are
    sharp, cut to points -- the HORSEMAN'S SKULL.
139 INT. VAN TASSEL ESTATE - FIELDS - DAY                          139
    Ichabod rides Gunpowder, approaching the Ruined Cottage. He
    finds Katrina crouched over the hearthstone. Her horse
    grazes. She hears his horse and turns.
                           ICHABOD
              Katrina...
    Ichabod dismounts. Katrina had made a small fire. She is
    "doing magic." Mumbling. She turns to look at Ichabod in
    anger and tears.
                        ICHABOD
                   (sympathetically)
              You took the papers and burned
              them...?
                        KATRINA
              So that you would not have them to
              accuse my father...!
                        ICHABOD
              I... I accuse no one... but if
              there is guilt I cannot alter it no
              matter how much it grieves me...
              and no spells of yours can alter it
              either...
                        KATRINA
              If you knew my father you would not
              have such harsh thoughts about him
              -- no, nor if you felt anything for
              me!
                        ICHABOD
                   (in torment)
              I am pinioned by a chain of
              reasoning! Why else did his four
              friends conspire to conceal...?
                         KATRINA
              You are the Constable, not I -- so
              find another chain of reasoning and
              let me be.
                           ICHABOD
                                                                95.
              I cannot -- not the one or the
              other. I am heartsick with it.
                        KATRINA
              I think you have no heart -- and I
              had a mind once to give you mine.
    Katrina mounts her horse, which rears up. She is momentarily
    like a female warrior, her eyes ablaze with anger and tears.
                        ICHABOD
                   (cries out)
              Yes -- I think you loved me that
              day when you followed me into the
              Western Woods! -- to have braved
              such peril!
                        KATRINA
                   (scornfully)
              What peril was there for me if it
              was my own father who controlled
              the Headless Horseman?! Good-bye,
              Ichabod Crane! I curse the day you
              came to Sleepy Hollow!
    Ichabod watches her gallop away and hides his anguished face
    for comfort in Gunpowder's neck.
140 EXT. FIELD AND COPSE - EVENING                                  140
    A distant bell is tolling as Baltus waits on his horse...
    watching where Lady Van Tassel can be glimpsed among the
    spaced trees gathering "arrowroot flowers."
                        BALTUS
                   (calls out)
              Come. Hurry up! The meeting bell
              has started toning.
    He looks anxiously toward the vintage, then back to the
    trees... where to his horror he sees... the Headless Horseman
    moves slowly toward Lady Van Tassel, calmly unsheathing his
    sword.
141 EXT. SLEEPY HOLLOW - CHURCH - NIGHT                             141
    People are entering the Church while the bell tolls them
    in... watched grimly by Steenwyck.
142 EXT. SLEEPY HOLLOW TOWN SQUARE - CHURCH - NIGHT                 142
                                                               96.
    More people are heading toward the Church. In the shadows,
    Ichabod, hatted and cloaked to make himself look anonymous,
    also watches the people going by... and sees Katrina among
    them.
    Baltus comes charging through the TOWN SQUARE on his horse.
                        BALTUS
              The Horseman... !
    Baltus is barely hanging on. He stops, falling off his horse,
    scrambling toward Katrina, who is not far from Ichabod.
                           BALTUS
              Save me...
                           KATRINA
              Father...?
                        BALTUS
              He killed her...
    Baltus grasps Katrina, deathly afraid.
                        BALTUS
              The Horseman has killed your
              stepmother!
    HOOFBEATS are HEARD... the SCREECHY CRY of Daredevil. Baltus
    looks...
    The Horseman rides into view, giving chase...
    Instant mayhem -- the few people in the churchyard flee,
    heading for the Church...
    Baltus runs toward the Church...
                           KATRINA
              Father!
    Katrina chases after Baltus. Ichabod now sees that his "case"
    is falling apart. He and Young Masbath start running to the
    Church.
143 INT. CHURCH - NIGHT                                             143
    The GATHERERS in the pews react to the commotion, shouting,
    some running to the windows... to the doors...
144 EXT. CHURCH - NIGHT                                             144
                                                                 97.
    Baltus pushes through the IRON GATE, across the churchyard,
    bounding up the stairs... Katrina following him.
    The Horseman rides behind...
    Ichabod, with Masbath, follow into the churchyard. Ichabod
    glances back...
                        ICHABOD
                   (to Young Masbath)
              I know what you are thinking.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              It seems Baltus Van Tassel is not
              the one who controls the Horseman.
    As the Horseman reaches the open gate, Daredevil rears up
    violently, snorting, unwilling to enter.
145 INT. CHURCH - NIGHT                                             145
    Baltus makes his way into the church, shoving people aside.
    Men pass RIFLES from stockpiles and climb onto pews at the
    boarded windows. Women herd children into a cellar.
    Baltus searches for a hiding place, moves toward the back...
    Katrina moves through, following Baltus...
    At the front of the Church, Ichabod squeezes in just as the
    front doors are forced shut. Ichabod surveys the madness...
    Ichabod runs to a window, looking out between boards...
146 EXT. CHURCH - NIGHT                                             146
    At the church yard gates, the Horseman grabs Daredevils
    reins, tries to move forward again. Same result -- Daredevil
    freaks.
    The Horseman gives his AXE an underhand toss... to the ground
    inside the gate...
    The axe instantly BEGINS TO DEGRADE -- like dust in the rain.
    The Horseman steers away, keeping outside the fence.
147 INT. CHURCH -- NIGHT                                            147
                                                                 98.
    Ichabod comes away from the window, looking to the mass of
    panicked citizens. He sees Katrina pushing up the aisle...
    she's heading toward Baltus.
    Katrina turns to Ichabod, her face aflame with accusation.
    Ichabod is humbled, desperate to make it up -- but Katrina
    runs toward ... the Altar, where she prostrates herself,
    evidently in a paroxysm of despair.
    RIFLES BOOM LOUDLY as men at the windows begin FIRING...
148 EXT. CHURCH - NIGHT                                             148
    The Horseman circles, under fire.
    Great clouds of gun smoke shoot from the Church.
    Men fire down from the belfry.
    Parts of the Horseman and Daredevil splatter red as slugs
    hit, without effect.
    At the other side of the Church...
    The Horseman circles, heading to the town square...
149 INT. CHURCH - NIGHT                                             149
    Riflemen shout to each other, running to the opposite windows
    to follow the Horseman.
    Young Masbath grabs a rifle, leaps to join the brigade.
    Baltus is trying to force his way to one of the cellar doors,
    when Steenwyck grips him angrily, SHOVES him...
                        STEENWYCK
              You'll kill us all... !
    Baltus stumbles back, topples pews.
                        STEENWYCK
              You're the one the Horseman wants.
    Steenwyck grabs Baltus, dragging him to the front.
    Ichabod's pushing past people, trying to get to them.
150 EXT. TOWN SQUARE - CHURCH - NIGHT                               150
                                                              99.
    The Horseman brings Daredevil to a halt, yanks a large coil
    of ROPE off a hitching post, turns to ride back...
151 INT. CHURCH - NIGHT                                             151
    Baltus pulls free from Steenwyck, falls to the floor again.
                        STEENWYCK
              Why should we die for you? Get out!
    Others join the rage, pulling Baltus toward the front of the
    Church, shouting. Ichabod joins in, struggling to push people
    off of Baltus...
                        ICHABOD
              Stop this... !
    Ichabod gets to Baltus's side, trying to protect.
                        ICHABOD
              The Horseman cannot enter! It does
              not matter who he wants, he cannot
              cross the gate... !
    At the windows, ONE RIFLEMAN cries out.
                        ONE RIFLEMAN
              He's coming back!
    More panic. Steenwyck points toward Baltus.
                        STEENWYCK
              We have to save ourselves... !
    Baltus pulls the PISTOL from Ichabod's holster...
                        BALTUS
              No! Unhand me! Stand off... !
    Baltus brandishes the gun. Everyone backs off.
152 EXT. CHURCH - NIGHT                                             152
    The Horseman rides past the front, fired upon...
    The Horseman halts along a length of the wrought gate,
    reaches... yanks off one IRON POST, which is pointed on top,
    like an arrow head.
153 INT. CHURCH - NIGHT                                             153
                                                            100.
Baltus holds everyone away with the pistol, enraged...
                    BALTUS
          The next person to lay hands on me
          will have a bullet.
Doctor Lancaster, who so far has just been one of the crowd,
now pushes his way between Steenwyck and Baltus.
                    DOCTOR LANCASTER
          Enough have died already!
               (to Steenwyck
               meaningfully)
          It is time to confess our sins and
          ask God to forgive our trespasses!
                    STEENWYCK
          Don't be a fool! I warn you, Doctor
          Lancaster -- !
                    BALTUS
               (to Doctor Lancaster)
          What is it that you know?
                    DOCTOR LANCASTER
               (to Baltus)
          Your four friends played you false.
          We were devilishly possessed by one
          who --
That's as far as he gets before Steenwyck wrenches a heavy
ornate CROSS from the wall and smashes his skull with a blow
of tremendous force, with the Cross.
Baltus FIRES -- blasts a bloody hole in Steenwyck's
stomach... !
Everyone backs farther away as Steenwyck falls. Steenwyck
lays gasping, eyes huge. He tries crawl...
Katrina rises to her feet and stands; staring wide-eyed at
the horror.
Ichabod moves toward her.
Steenwyck lays still with a bloody gurgle, face down. Baltus
looks to all the horrified people around him.
                    BALTUS
          There is conspiracy here! And I
          will seek it out!
CRASH! -- the IRON POST comes SPEARING through a window,
trailing rope...
                                                               101.
    CRACK -- SKEWERS Baltus from behind: its bloodied point
    bursting out through his breastbone...
    Baltus gasps, stunned... he drops the gun, looks down to
    clutch the post. Blood streams out of his mouth.
    Ichabod catches Katrina as she swoons. Horrorstruck, he hugs
    her... and thus notices that hanging on a ribbon around her
    neck is the little carved bauble taken from the neck of the
    dead Crone. Almost at the same time, Ichabod sees that on the
    flagstones where Katrina was lying there is now a "Drawing"
    done in chalk, identical to the "Evil Eye" drawing he found
    under his bed.
                           ICHABOD
                      (gasps)
                 The Evil Eye again!
    At that moment, a piece of White Chalk falls from Katrina's
    senseless hand.
                           ICHABOD
                 Oh God... .it was you!
    The full horrible implication of this hits Ichabod just as:
    The rope tied to the post suddenly YANKS Baltus backward with
    incredibleforce -- SLAMS him into the WINDOW...
154 EXT. CHURCH - NIGHT                                             154
    Baltus CRASHES backward through the window, hits the ground,
    DRAGGED...
    OUTSIDE THE FENCE, the Horseman rides Daredevil away from the
    church, with the rope tied around Daredevil's saddle
    pommel...
    Baltus SLAMS the fence. The rope SNAPS. Baltus is held there
    awkwardly, gurgling blood.
155 INT. CHURCH - NIGHT                                             155
    Ichabod, holding Katrina, cries out --
                           ICHABOD
                 Oh... Katrlna... Oh God, forgive
                 her...
156 EXT. CHURCH - NIGHT                                             156
                                                                102.
    The Horseman turns Daredevil, riding back... his sword raised
    high...
    ... he chops off Baltus's head.
157 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - NIGHT                                   157
    Katrina lies insensible in her bed... the ribbon with the
    bauble around her neck.
    Ichabod stands watching her, alone with his grief and his
    appalling "secret."
                        ICHABOD
              It was an evil spirit possessed
              you. I pray God it is satisfied
              now, and that you find peace. Good-
              bye, Katrina. The Evil Eye has done
              its work. My life is over -- spared
              for a lifetime of horrors in my
              sleep, waking each day to grief.
    Ichabod leaves the room, closing the door.
158 EXT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, KITCHEN, PORCH AND LAWN - DAWN           158
    Ichabod, watch only by Young Masbath, stands by a FIRE
    burning in a CIRCLE of ROCKS nearby. He has his Ledger. After
    a moment, he throws the LEDGER onto the fire. The pages catch
    quickly.
    He opens his satchel and digs out a BOOK. His luggage is
    packed on the porch.
    He walks back to the fire, looks at the book in his hand, the
    book Katrina gave him. He stands staring down.
    A DECREPIT COACH is arriving.
159 EXT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE, KITCHEN, PORCH AND LAWN - DAY            159
    The decrepit COACH, with Gunpowder as one of its team, waits,
    loaded with Ichabod's baggage.
    Van Ripper, the driver, helps Ichabod with strapping the
    load. Young Masbath watches, not helping.
    Ichabod turns to Young Masbath.
    Angry tears come to Young Masbath's eyes. The farewell is
    like an argument.
                                                               103.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              But who will look for the truth
              when you have gone?
                        ICHABOD
              There is no more truth to be found.
              That is why I can go and leave this
              wretched place behind me.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              You think it was Katrina, don't
              you?
    Ichabod clamps his hand over Young Masbath's mouth. He looks
    intently into his eyes.
                        ICHABOD
              That can never be uttered. Never.
    Ichabod takes his hand away.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              A strange sort of witch! -- with a
              kind and loving heart! How can you
              think so?
                        ICHABOD
              I have a good reason.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              Then you are bewitched by reason.
                        ICHABOD
              I am beaten down by it! It's a hard
              lesson for a hard world, and you
              had better learn it, Young Masbath
              -- villainy wears many masks, none
              so dangerous as the mask of virtue.
              Farewell!
    Van Ripper climbs onto the coach. Ichabod looks to the Manor
    House.
    Only one light shines, in a SECOND FLOOR WINDOW.
    lchabod climbs into the coach.
160 INT. VAN RIPPER'S COACH - DAY                                  160
    INSIDE THE COACH, Ichabod slumps. He pounds twice on the
    coach wall.
                                                                104.
161 EXT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - FRONT LAWN - DAY                        161
    OUTSIDE, Van Ripper whips the reins. The coach starts. Young
    Masbath watches, wiping tears.
162 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - KATRINA'S ROOM - DAY                    162
    Katrina wakes. She hears the Coach Wheels. She gets up from
    the bed and goes to the window. Her POV shows the Coach
    leaving... Katrina's face shows that her world has collapsed
    around her.
163 EXT. TOWN SQUARE - CHURCH - DAY                                 163
    Van Ripper's coach crosses the covered bridge... past the
    town square ... past the church.
    Near Doctor Lancaster's house, the coach passes a flat
    cart... on which lies the headless corpse of Lady Van Tassel.
    Ichabod looks at the corpse and he notes the gashed palm of
    one dead hand.
    The cart is being pulled at a walking pace by a single horse.
    The CART MAN walking, holding the bridle.
    The cart man pauses, seeing a RIDER approaching, traveling in
    the same direction as Ichabod's coach.
    Ichabod realizes that the rider is Katrina. He looks from the
    coach window and sees Katrina get down from the horse and go
    to the cart.
    Ichabod pulls back from his window and closes his eyes.
164 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - ICHABOD'S ROOM - DAY                    164
    Young Masbath enters, looks around the empty room. He goes to
    sit, crosses his arms on the desk and lays down his head.
165 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - PARLOR - DAY                            165
    Katrina enters. She crosses, slumps in a chair, staring into
    the burning fireplace
166 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - VARIOUS ROOMS - POV - DAY               166
    A POV MOVES SLOWLY THROUGH THE HOUSE; SOMEONE'S searching
    various rooms...
                                                                105.
167 INT. VAN RIPPER'S COACH - DAY                                   167
    Ichabod opens his satchel, takes out a bottle of water and
    gulps from it. In replacing the bottle, he finds... the Book
    given him by Katrina.
    He opens the book. There is a DIAGRAM DRAWING on a whole
    page. Ichabod recognizes... the "Drawing" of the supposed
    "Evil Eye," identical to the two we have seen before. But
    what gets Ichabod's real attention is the bold "headline."
    The Headline over the Picture is "For The Protection of A
    Loved One Against Evil Spirits."
    Ichabod gasps, and mutters the words aloud.
    What a fool he's been!
                        ICHABOD
                   (to himself)
              But then, who... ?
    He is puzzled. He stares at his open palms. The scars on his
    palms trigger a thought...
    Then he understands: something we will soon understand.
    He slides the front window panel to shout through it.
                        ICHABOD
              Van Ripper, turn the coach... !
                        VAN RIPPER
              What?
                        ICHABOD
              Turn around, now!
168 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - VARIOUS ROOMS - PARLOR - POV -          168
    EVENING
    SOMEONE still moves through the house, a TRAVELING POV --
    moving through ROOMS on the ground floor...
    Stopping at the doorway of the PARLOR, looking to where
    Katrina is seated across the room.
169 INT. DOCTOR'S RESIDENCE - MEDICAL ROOM - EVENING                169
    Mrs. Lancaster comes to answer BANGING on the door. She opens
    the door and Ichabod pushes past, satchel in hand, taking
    Mrs. Lancaster's lantern.
                                                             106.
                        ICHABOD
              Pardon my intrusion...
    There are TWO COFFINS on the floor.
    Ichabod throws off the lids from the coffins, looking to the
    headless BODIES of BALTUS and LADY VAN TASSEL.
170 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - PARLOR - INTERCUT - EVENING             170
    Katrina still sits, her eyes closed. A FIGURE in BLACK moves
    forward in the darkness behind...
171 INT. DOCTOR'S RESIDENCE - MEDICAL ROOM - INTERCUT - EVENING     171
    Ichabod goes to lift Lady Van Tassel's hand with the GASH on
    its palm, bends to study... pulling at the sewn wound --
    pulling the stitches apart between his thumbs...
    Mrs. Lancaster watches.
172 INT. VAN TASSEL H0USE - PARLOR - INTERCUT - EVENING             172
    Katrina hears a BOARD CREAK. She sits up, turning...
                           KATRTNA
              Who is it?
173 INT. DOCTOR'S RESIDENCE - MEDICAL ROOM - INTERCUT - EVENING     173
    Ichabod releases the corpse's hand, tears off his spectacles,
    shaken by the realization...
                        ICHABOD
              No bloodflow, no clotting, no
              healing... When this cut was
              made... this woman was already
              dead.
    Ichabod grabs his satchel, bolts out the door...
174 INT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - PARLOR - INTERCUT - EVENING             174
    The FIGURE moves closer in darkness...
                        KATRINA
              Who is there... ?
                                                             107.
    The FIGURE comes into the dim, flickering fire light... Lady
    Van Tassel.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              Dear step daughter...
    Katrina stands, terrified, trying to form words... Lady Van
    Tassel cackles like a witch.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              You look as if you've seen a ghost.
    Katrina's eyes roll up as she FAINTS dead away to the floor.
175 EXT. TOWN SQUARE - DOCTOR'S RESIDENCE - NIGHT                   175
    Ichabod runs out from the DOCTOR'S RESIDENCE, leaps up onto
    the empty coach, pushing Van Ripper's rifle aside. Van
    Ripper's urinating against the side of the building.
                        VAN RIPPER
              Be with you in a minute, Constable.
    Ichabod whips the horses, driving the coach away.
    Van Ripper frowns in confusion.
176 INT. THE WINDMILL - NIGHT                                       176
    The interior of the windmill is large and shadowy, with lots
    of old junk, clutter, machinery, boxes, etc.
    Katrina lies unconscious. Lady Van Tassel comes to cut off a
    clump of Katrina's hair with SCISSORS, grinning as she does
    it.
    A CONJURING PILE has been prepared, containing a small
    ANIMAL'S HEART with an iron NAIL through it. Lady Van Tassel
    adds Katrina's hair, lights the pile off a lantern.
    Lady Van Tassel WHISPERS over the fire. She looks to Katrina,
    who stirs.
    Lady Van Tassel takes the HORSEMAN'S SKULL from a bag over
    her shoulder, places it in the flames. THUNDER is HEARD.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
                   (whispers and chants)
                                                                108.
              Rise up once more, my Dark Avenger!
              -- Rise up! -- One more night of
              Beheading! -- Rise up with your
              sword, and your Mistress of the
              night will make you whole -- a head
              for a head, my unholy Horseman --
              rise -- rise -- rise from the
              earth, come forth again through the
              Tree of the Dead... come now for...
              Katrina!
177 EXT. WESTERN WOODS - TREE OF THE DEAD - NIGHT                  177
    The WIND scatters dead leaves. The TWISTED TREE OPENS WIDE
    with a RUMBLE -- SHAFTS of LIGHT shooting out.
178 EXT. THE ROAD TO VAN TASSEL ESTATE - NIGHT                     178
    Ichabod drives the coach hard ahead.
179 INT. THE WINDMILL - NIGHT                                      179
    Katrina sits up, groggy, looking around... sees the dying
    fire, and Lady Van Tassel watching her.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              Awake at last. Did you think it was
              all a nasty dream? Alas, no.
                        KATRINA
              My father saw the Horseman kill
              you...
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              He saw the Horseman coming to me
              with his sword unsheathed! But it
              is I who govern the Horseman, my
              dear, and Baltus did not stay to
              see.
                        KATRINA
              But there was your body!
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
                                                            109.
          The servant girl, Sarah, I always
          thought her useless, but she
          turned, out useful. Tomorrow I'll
          totter out of the woods and spin a
          tale how I found Baltus and Sarah
          in the act of lust... as I watched,
          the Horseman was upon them, and off
          went Sarah's head! I fainted and
          remember nothing more...
                    KATRINA
          Who are you?
                    LADY VAN TASSEL
          My family name was... Archer.
                    KATRINA
               (remembering the cottage
               hearth)
          The Archer...
                    LADY VAN TASSEL
          I lived with my father and mother
          and my sister in a gamekeeper's
          cottage not far from here...
The conversation is being heard by a MOVING POV among the
shadows.
                    LADY VAN TASSEL
          Until one day, my father died, and
          the landlord who received many
          years of loyal service from my
          parents... evicted us. No one in
          this God-fearing town would take us
          in...
The MOVING POV stops, spying from behind the clutter. The
REVERSE SHOT
reveals YOUNG MASBATH, holding his breath.
                    LADY VAN TASSEL
          ... because my mother was suspected
          of witchcraft...
Young Masbath looks about for a weapon. His eyes alight on a
large Wooden Mallet.
                    LADY VAN TASSEL
                                                             110.
              She was no witch, but I believe she
              knew much that lies under the
              surface of life... and she schooled
              her daughters well while we lived
              as outcasts in the Western Woods.
              She died within a year... and my
              sister and I remained in our
              refuge, seeing not a soul... until,
              gathering firewood one day, we
              crossed the path of the Hessian...
180 FLASHBACK - FOREST BATTLEFIELD (WESTERN WOODS) - DAY            180
    The Hessian Horseman (avec head) has happened upon TWO YOUNG
    GIRLS gathering firewood. The girls stand frozen at the sight
    of him, till one girl drops her firewood and runs...
    The second girl remains, holding the Horseman's gaze.
181 INT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                           181
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              I saw his death, and from that
              moment...
182 FLASHBACK - FOREST BATTLEFIELD (WESTERN WOODS) - DAY            182
    The Girl watches the burial of the Horseman... and his Head
    dropped into the grave.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              ... I offered my soul to Satan if
              he would raise the Hessian from the
              grave to avenge me.
183 INT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                           183
    Young Masbath, unseen, works his way quietly around behind
    Lady Van Tassel.
                        KATRINA
              Avenge you?
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              Against Van Garrett, who evicted my
              family, against Baltus Van Tassel
              who, with wife and simpering
              girlchild, stole our home. I swore
              I would make myself mistress of all
              they had...
                                                              111.
                   (she cackles again)
              The easiest part was the first --
              to enter your house as your
              mother's sick nurse and put her
              body into the grave, and my own
              into the marriage bed.
    Katrina cries out in horror.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              Not quite so easy was to secure my
              legacy... but lust delivered
              Reverend Steenwyck into my power.
              Fear did the same for the Notary
              Hardenbrook. The drunken Philipse
              succumbed for a share of the
              proceeds, and the Doctor's silence
              I exchanged for my complicity in
              his fornications...
    Masbath moves into the open, weapon raised. Katrina sees him
    and stifles a gasp.
                        KATRINA
                   (keeping Lady Van
                   Tassel's attention)
              Yes! -- you have everything now.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              No, my dear -- you do, by your
              father's will. But I get everything
              in the event of your death.
                   (she cackles again)
    Lady Van Tassel's hand reaches for the Mystic Bauble on
    Katrina's neck. She rips it free.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
                   (as she does so)
              This pretty bauble, which I so
              kindly gave you to wear, has done
              it's work. My sister, by the way,
              sadly passed away...
184 FLASHBACK - OUTSIDE CRONE'S CAVE HOME - DAY                    184
    The Crone falls to the ground outside her cave, unconscious,
    beaten and bloodied.
    A hand -- Lady Van Tassel's hand -- enters FRAME to haul the
    Crone up by the hair, and WE SEE the Crone's bloodied
    features face to face with the wicked smile of Lady Van
    Tassel.
                                                                112.
185 INT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                          185
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              ... quite recently.
186 FLASHBACK - OUTSIDE CRONE'S CAVE HOME - DAY                    186
    Lady Van Tassel holds a SWORD high, SWINGS DOWN... Then we
    see the separated Head and Torso... and the severed CORD,
    which had been around the Crone's neck... and Lady Van
    Tassel's Hand reaching for the Mystic Bauble, which had
    fallen free.
187 INT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                          187
    Young Masbath is about ready to bring the mallet down upon
    Lady Van Tassel's head.
                        KATRINA
                   (keeping Lady Van
                   Tassel's attention)
              It was the Crone you killed... your
              own sister...
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              She brought it upon herself...
    Like a whiplash, Lady Van Tassel turns cackling at Young
    Masbath --
    she sensed him by witchery!
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
                   (to Young Masbath)
              -- by helping you and your master!
    Young Masbath shrieks and drops the mallet.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              You are just in time to have your
              head sliced off!
    Katrina and Young Masbath run to each other for mutual
    comfort.
    LIGHTNING BRIGHTENS the forest. Lady Van Tassel looks up.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              The Horseman comes. And tonight he
              comes for you!
                                                                113.
188 EXT. WESTERN WOODS - NIGHT                                     188
    The Horseman rides Daredevil, a freight train of moldering
    flesh...
189 INT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                          189
    Katrina and Young Masbath are holding hands, scared.
    Lady Van Tassel picks up the Horseman's skull in her gloved
    hand and puts up her face and gives out a long animal howl.
    Distantly, Daredevil is heard answering with a scream.
    Katrina and Young Masbath run. Lady Van Tassel has need to
    stop them.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              Run! There is no escape!
190 EXT. VAN TASSEL HOUSE - PORCH AND LAWN - NIGHT                 190
    Ichabod leaps from the coach, bounds up porch stairs...
                         ICHABOD
              Katrina!
    Ichabod stops, sees FIRELIGHT at the Windmill. He runs...
    leaps back up to the coach and takes off...
191 EXT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                          191
    THUNDER BOOMS. WIND HOWLS. Lady Van Tassel stands in the
    doorway with the skull in one hand, laughing.
192 EXT. AROUND THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WINDMILL - NIGHT             192
    Katrina and Young Masbath break out into the open. Ichabod
    drives toward them...
                         KATRINA
              Ichabod!
    Ichabod meets them, halts the coach and jumps down (as the
    coach horses trot away), running to put his arms around
    Katrina and Young Masbath...
                        ICHAB0D
              Thank God...
                                                                114.
    Lady Van Tassel's mad laughter is heard. Ichabod and Katrina
    turn as...
    Lady Van Tassel rides from around the windmill on her white
    horse. She shrieks with laughter.
    ALONG THE TREELINE, the Horseman breaks into the open... Hell
    on horseback -- full speed ahead...
                        LADY VAN TASSEL (O.S.)
              Have you come back to arrest him
              after all?!
    Ichabod thinks fast, moving to the windmill, leading Katrina
    and Young Masbath along with him.
                        ICHABOD
              Quickly...!
    Behind, wind tosses Lady Van Tassel's dress and hair. She
    holds the Horseman's skull high.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              Mind your hat, Constable!
    Young Masbath scurries up the ladder and in.
    Katrina's next. Ichabod looks behind... The Horseman is
    almost upon them.
    Ichabod follows Katrina, pulling himself up. The Horseman
    arrives, dismounting, moving forward...
193 INT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                           193
    Ichabod leaps up, lifts the heavy trap door on its hinges,
    slams it.
    The door is POUNDED from outside, buckling.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              It won't hold.
    Ichabod goes to a large GRINDSTONE against a wall. He
    struggles to roll it...
    Young Masbath helps him roll it to the trapdoor. It falls on
    top with a THUD. Masbath jumps back as the Horseman's sword
    jabs up through the grindstone's center hole.
    The sword withdraws. POUNDING begins anew.
                                                                115.
194 EXT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                           194
    The Horseman chops at the door with his axe.
195 INT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                           195
    POUNDING CONTINUES, Katrina and Young Masbath back away.
    Ichabod holds his lantern up, desperate for ideas, searching.
    Above, to the right, is the high MILLING PLATFORM, where
    grain is ground and bagged, and a ladder leading to it. To
    the left is the crooked, open STAIRCASE.
    Ichabod picks up a BAILING HOOK, a plan forming. He gives his
    lantern to Katrina and points.
                        ICHABOD
              Get up these stairs. Open the door
              to the roof and wait.
    Katrina and Young Masbath obey, heading left. Ichabod crosses
    to the right, starts climbing the ladder to the milling
    platform...
    On the platform, Ichabod grasps a wooden lever, pulling it.
    The entire windmill CREAKS and GROANS as massive GEARS and
    COUNTERWHEELS above begin to turn.
196 EXT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                           196
    The windmill's rotors slowly begin spinning.
    UNDER THE WINDMILL, the Horseman keeps chopping...
    His axe exposes grindstone, throwing sparks.
197 INT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                           197
    Katrina looks down from the stairway. The POUNDING on the
    trap door causes the grindstone to jump.
                           KATRINA
              Ichabod...
                         ICHABOD
              Keep climbing. I will follow...
                   (under his breath)
              Hopefully.
                                                               116.
    Ichabod drags large BAGS of GRAIN, lining them up at the edge
    of the milling platform.
    ABOVE, Young Masbath throws open the door to the roof.
    BELOW, Ichabod uses the bailing hook to cut holes into the
    grain bags, so that MILLED GRAIN SPILLS out and falls to the
    floor, creating clouds of grain dust.
    Ichabod grabs one open bag, dumps it.
    He slices into a sack hanging from a pulley system, pushes it
    so it swings in circles, grain flooding out...
    More and more DUST RISES, filling the air...
198 EXT. WINDMILL ROOF - NIGHT                                      198
    Masbath and Katrina come out. Rotors spin behind them.
199 INT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                           199
    The GRINDSTONE blocking the trap door FALLS THROUGH as wood
    splinters and gives. A moment, then the Horseman climbs in.
                        KATRINA
                   (looking in from above)
              Behind you!
    Ichabod looks down, sees the Horseman, then looks to the
    staircase adjacent from the high platform. He runs...
    He LEAPS across the space between the platform and stairs...
    Ichabod grasps the outer rail of the staircase, hanging on,
    pulls himself up onto the stairs...
    Below, the Horseman moves through clouds of billowing dust,
    runs and LEAPS, incredibly high...
    The Horseman grasps a hanging chain, swinging, his momentum
    carrying him in a wide arc...
    Above, Ichabod runs upstairs, to the roof door.
    The Horseman's weight swings him toward the stairwell...
    He releases the chain... airborne momentarily...
    The Horseman lands high up on the stairwell.
                                                               117.
200 EXT. WINDMILL ROOF - NIGHT                                      200
    Katrina and Young Masbath help Ichabod onto the roof.
                        KATRINA
              Quickly, close it!
                        ICHABOD
              No...
    Ichabod takes the lantern from Katrina.
                        ICHABOD
                   (points)
              Get to the crest of the roof and be
              ready to jump.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              Jump? From up here?!
201 INT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                           201
    The Horseman clomps upstairs, axe in hand.
208 EXT. WINDMILL ROOF -- NIGHT                                     208
    Ichabod shepherds Katrina and Young Masbath to the edge,
    where the rotors spin close.
                        ICHABOD
              Jump for the sails! Wait till I
              give the word!
                        KATRINA
              Ichabod!... I can't...
                        ICHABOD
              Yes, you can, my love -- hand in
              hand...
    Ichabod moves back to the trap door.
    Katrina and Young Masbath look at the rotors, and down at the
    long distance between them and the ground.
                        ICHABOD
              Be ready...
    Ichabod DROPS the LANTERN into the windmill and runs...
                        ICHABOD
              Now!
                                                                118.
209 INT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                           209
    The Horseman continues up. The lantern falls past...
210 EXT. WINDMILL - ROOF - NIGHT                                    210
    Young Masbath jumps. Ichabod grips Katrina, jumps...
    They hit one rotor, gripping the frame and cloth as the rotor
    begins its DOWNWARD TURN...
211 INT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                           211
    The lantern hits the ground and shatters -- FLAMES EXPLODE!
    Throughout the windmill's interior, grain dust is consumed
    instantaneously -- FLAMES ROAR upward...
    FLAMES engulf the Horseman...
212 EXT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                           212
    The rotor is halfway to its lowest point. Masbath, Katrina
    and Ichabod hang on as the ENTIRE STRUCTURE TREMBLES...
    Flames shoot out windows, doors and seams!
    On the rotor, Ichabod struggles to keep a grip on Katrina.
    Masbath drops. Ichabod and Katrina fall...
    They all hit the ground. Ichabod rolls over, gasping, holding
    his shoulders, getting to his feet...
    Ichabod, Katrina and Young Masbath run away as smoldering
    debris rains down.
213 EXT. ACROSS THE FIELD - NIGHT                                   213
    Ichabod ushers them along as they run, heading uphill.
    Lightning
    flashes across the sky. THUNDER RUMBLES.
214 EXT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                           214
    Behind, the WINDMILL begins to CRUMBLE, huge burning sections
    crashing to the ground.
                                                              119.
215 EXT. ACROSS THE FIELD - NIGHT                                  215
    Ichabod, Katrina and Young Masbath slow, looking back at the
    incredible conflagration.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              Is he dead?
                        ICHABOD
              He was dead to start with -- that's
              the problem.
                          KATRINA
              Look...
216 EXT. WINDMILL - NIGHT                                          216
    IN THE WINDMILL RUBBLE, the Horseman RISES, shoving off
    burning debris. His flame-ravaged uniform smolders.
217 EXT. ACROSS THE FIELD - NIGHT                                  217
    Ichabod spins, searching for possibilities... He spots the
    COACH and HORSES not too far away...
                          ICHABOD
              Come on!
    They flee toward the coach. Behind...
    Daredevil rides to rejoin the Horseman.
218 EXT. THE ROAD FROM VAN TASSEL ESTATE - NIGHT                   218
    The coach hits the long straight road, rumbling at top speed
    away from the Van Tassel Estate, into the forest...
    Katrina and Masbath hold on as the coach shakes violently.
                        KATRINA
              Where are we going?
                          ICHABOD
              Anywhere!
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              He's right behind!
    Behind on the trail, the Horseman chases, closing fast.
                          KATRINA
                                                            120.
          Make for the church!
                    ICHABOD
          We'll never reach it!
Young Masbath grabs Ichabod's satchel, offers it...
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          Here, sir... you must have
          something in your bag of tricks.
                    ICHABOD
          Nothing that will help us, I am
          afraid. Take the reins...
Young Masbath takes them. Ichabod gives Van Ripper's rifle to
Katrina, then crawls back across the coach roof.
Ichabod gets to a baggage area at the rear, struggling to
open a storage box.
Behind, the Horseman draws his sword, closer.
Ichabod opens the box and pulls out a jagged HAND SAW.
                    KATRINA
          Look out...!
Ichabod looks. The Horseman rides up, SWINGS his sword...
Ichabod recoils -- THWACK -- just missed.
The Horseman lets the coach get ahead, shifting to the other
side of the trail... coming along side again...
Ichabod backpedals, looking to Masbath.
                    ICHABOD
          Keep him off! Block him!
Masbath guides the horses over. The Horseman must fall behind
to avoid the wheels.
One wheel hits a large rock...
Ichabod bounces, falling, drops the saw...
He hangs off the side of the coach.
The saw clatters away on the trail.
Ichabod tries for better purchase. He grips the coach door.
Katrina climbs to offer her hand.
                                                               121.
                        KATRINA
              Take my hand!
    Ichabod reaches to her, but the coach door falls open...
    Ichabod's PISTOL falls from the holster and is lost on the
    trail.
    Ichabod clings helplessly to the door as branches slam him.
219 EXT. BEHIND THE TRAIL                                          219
    The Horseman gets to his feet. Ahead, Daredevil stands
    waiting, giving a SCREECH.
220 EXT. AHEAD ON THE TRAIL NEAR THE TREE OF THE DEAD              220
    Katrina and Ichabod rejoin Mashath, climb off the coach to
    examine the ruined wheel, panicked.
                        ICHABOD
              This is not good.
                        YOUNG MASBATH
              We're doomed.
                        ICHABOD
              We have to get out of the open
              somehow. Quick, follow me...
    They turn to run, but suddenly falter, seeing... Riding over
    the crest of the hill, comes Lady Van Tassel, on her white
    horse, with Ichahod's lost pistol in her hand...
221 EXT. NEAR FOREST - NIGHT                                       221
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              What? Still alive?!
    Across the distance, the Horseman strides in this direction.
                        ICHABOD
              Run, Katrina...
    Lady Van Tassel points her gun at Katrina.
                        LADY VAN TASSEL
              Yes, do run. And jump. And skip.
                   (she takes aim)
              And now let's see a somersault!
                                                            122.
                    ICHABOD
          Run!
Ichahod makes a move toward Lady Van Tassel, but Lady Van
Tassel aims and FIRES -- shoots Ichahod in the chest! Ichahod
goes down...
                    KATRINA
          No!
Young Masbath cries out, falls to his knees beside Ichabod.
Katrina moves toward Ichahod... Lady Van Tassel rides forward
-- GRABS Katrina by the hair, PULLING HER, riding off toward
the Horseman... Ichabod lays clutching the smoldering wound
in his chest, gasping. Young Masbath holds him...
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          Oh, God... no... no...
Lady Van Tassel drags Katrina by the hair as Katrina screams
and struggles and kicks.
The Horseman keeps coming...
Lady Van Tassel stops her horse, halfway to the Horseman,
drops Katrina and starts riding back, shouting...
                    LADY VAN TASSEL
          There she is. Take her, she's
          yours!
Katrina gets up to run, stumbles, falls...
The Horseman strides after...
Up the field, Ichabod gets to his knees, feeling his chest
with both hands, not quite understanding, struggling to shake
off delirium...
                    YOUNG MASBATH
          Sir, you're... you're not dead...
                    ICHABOD
          Not... yet...
Ichabod looks up, trying to comprehend...
Lady Van Tassel had turned her horse, her back to us, keeping
her distance from the Horseman. Beyond her, Katrina flees
this direction with the Horseman at her heels.
Ichabod's focused on something...
The black SADDLEBAG slung over Lady Van Tassel's horse.
                                                            123.
Ichabod rises out of pure determination, runs...
Katrina runs... the Horseman is closing on her.
Lady Van Tassel watches, grinning, but at the last second
something catches her eye and she turns, just as...
Ichabod LEAPS...
TACKLES Lady Van Tassel off of her horse, taking her down to
the ground HARD... her bag falling open...
The Horseman's skull rolling out...
Ichabod scrambles toward the skull -- but falls, halted. Lady
Van Tassel grips his leg, holding him.
Young Masbath grabs a heavy, broken TREE LIMB off the ground.
The Horseman is mere yards behind Katrina...
Ichabod struggles to get free from Lady Van Tassel, can't
break her grip when, BANG -- Young Masbath SMASHES Lady Van
Tassel over the head with the tree limb. She's out.
The Horseman catches Katrina...
Ichabod scrambles free, running, reaching for the skull...
grasping it...
The Horseman holds Katrina ready by her hair as she falls to
her knees, screaming and struggling. The Horseman raises his
sword...
Ichabod rises, THROWS the skull with all his might...
                      ICHABOD
          Horseman!
The skull spins through the air...
The Horseman suddenly drops Katrina, reaches up with one
hand...
catches the skull.
Katrina runs. Ichabod runs to meet her, grabs her as she
falls.
Together, they back away from the Horseman...
The Horseman holds the skull out... brings it to his
shoulders, to its rightful place. THUNDER POUNDS.
                                                                124.
    TRANSFORMATION begins -- blood and flesh rise up from the
    Horseman's throat and grip the skull...
    Young Masbath watches in awe.
    The Horseman's reformation continues. Muscle forms. Liquids
    become solids. He is made whole once more, the same evil,
    human face we saw in Baltus's stories.
    The Horseman looks to Ichabod and Katrina, touches his
    restored face.
    Daredevil rides up, SCREECHING. The Horseman replaces his
    sword, climbs into the saddle.
    He rides toward Katrina and Ichabod, but he does not want
    them. They are so exhausted they fall down. Young Masbath
    comes to stand with them.
    The Horseman leans to grab Lady Van Tassel's unconscious
    form, pulls her up across Daredevil's back.
    The Horseman rides away with her.
    Ichabod and Katrina watch him go. They look at each other,
    then kiss gratefully. Ichabod looks to Young Masbath...
                           ICHABOD
                 How are you, Young Masbath?
                           YOUNG MASBATH
                 Weary, sir.
    Ichabod holds out his arm. Masbath comes over. They embrace.
    Katrina touches the burned bullet hole in Ichabod's clothing.
                           KATRINA
                 I thought I had lost you.
    Ichabod reaches into his clothing, takes out a BOOK he kept
    in an inner pocket close to his heart...
    The BOOK OF SPELLS with a bullet lodged in it.
    Katrina wraps her arms around Ichabod.
222 EXT. WESTERN WOODS - TREE OF THE DEAD - NIGHT                   222
    HOOFBEATS.
    The Horseman enters the clearing, holding on to Lady Van
    Tassel.
                                                                125.
    Ahead, the Tree of the dead awaits.
    Lady Van Tassel is awakening...
    The Horseman grips Lady Van Tassel's hair, pulling her face
    up closer to his, just as she opens her eyes...
    Lady Van Tassel screams...
    As the Horseman brings his face to meet hers, about to engage
    in a KISS, his jagged teeth open wide.
    Ahead, the twisted tree's wound opens, deep and glowing, as
    Daredevil picks up speed.
223 EXT. WESTERN WOODS - TREE OF THE DEAD - NIGHT                   223
    Daredevil JUMPS in the air just as a LIGHTNING BOLT blasts
    down from the sky, striking the Horseman...
    For an instant, Horseman and horse are transformed, SKELETONS
    OF LIGHT, entering the tree!
    Silence and smoke.
    At the tree, Lady Van Tassel's hand sticks out from the
    tight-shut suture.
    The sewn wound on her palm seeps blood as her fingers curl.
224 EXT. NEW YORK CITY STREET - ICHABOD'S HOME - DAY                224
    A coach pulls up to Ichabod's home. Ichabod is the driver.
    He gets off, goes and opens the coach door. He helps Katrina
    down.
    Next, Young Masbath sticks his head out.
    Katrina holds Young Masbath's hand. Ichabod comes to hold
    Katrina's hand.
    A STRAY CAT watches them --
    Young Masbath looks entranced at the BUSTLING METROPOLIS.
                         YOUNG MASBATH
              Oh, my!
                        KATRINA
                   (equally impressed)
              And cobbled streets!
                                                         126.
                    ICHABOD
               (proudly)
          Yes... New York, New York! Just in
          time for the new century! It's the
          modern age, Katrina!
                    KATRINA
          It's always the modern age, Ichabod
          ... but the ancient ones endure.
Large snowflakes begin to fall upon the scene.
Ichabod puts an arm around Katrina and the other arm around
Masbath.
The CAT is black with one white paw... the Cat from Ichabod's
dreams... The CAT turns to look at the trio.
ECU -- The CAT'S EYES ARE HUMAN, INTELLIGENT, KINDLY... They
are Ichabod's Mother's eyes.
Ichabod, Katrina and Young Masbath enter Ichabod's house, as
the SNOW continues to fall.
THE END