Script | Porry Ro Ghoul

FADE TO BLACK.

PORRY (Whispering) Oh. Oh, that’s new. Porry Ro Ghoul Script

MATRON SKULL Nothing. You saw nothing.

A beat. Thunder. Matron Skull’s eye twitches. FADE TO BLACK

Porry Ro Ghoul Logline: In a city where the dead are taxed by the pound, a plucky orphan girl discovers she isn't a scavenger—she is the weapon the corrupt Mortuary Guild fears most. SCENE 1: THE BONE YARD - NIGHT RAIN lashes against the iron gates of LICHFIELD WORKHOUSE. Beneath a tarp, ten-year-old PORRY (scrawny, feral, with unsettlingly still eyes) scrapes marrow from a cracked femur with a bent spoon. ten-year-old PORRY (scrawny

PORRY (CONT'D) What’s this?

THE INSPECTOR The war. The dead don’t want to be bricks, Porry. They want to vote.