[ WP ] Convert your favorite scene from your favorite movie into a sonnet , while attempting to preserve the themes , twist , and pacing from the original scene .

She walks the hall of horrors to its end 
 
 And finds therein her object of intrigue, 
 
 Assessing her, too monstrous to befriend 
 
 Yet his charm to his crimes does not bespeak. 
 
 With duly mustered courage she makes her plea: 
 
 They'll buy his help, their manhunt's gone adrift. 
 
 Yet her offers are not the prize he sees, 
 
 She's not the gift bearer, but is the gift. 
 
 He plays with her a game he has devised, 
 
 For humans have long been his preferred toys, 
 
 Then lets her leave, having made her realize 
 
 The depth of his contempt for Crawford's ploy. 
 
 But when some psycho jizzes in her face, 
 
 Courtesy mandates he help solve her case.
