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TEASER
FADE IN:
1 EXT. CITY STREET. NIGHT. 1
TWIST runs into frame, looking as though she's been running
for a while, and pretty beaten up, with cuts and gashes all
over. She throws glances over her shoulder, before she comes
to a stop outside a TV store, hands on her thighs as she
gulps air in gratefully.
The network of televisions looking out from inside the shop
are all watching some news station or other. As Twist looks
around behind her again, the TV screens start to switch to
show a shaky camera shot of someone standing outside a TV
store - someone who looks a lot like Twist! We zoom forward
slowly, through the glass frontage of the store to be close
enough to listen to one of the TVs.
NEWS ANCHOR
And this is the scene now, live
from downtown, as this incredible
disturbance carries on. The woman
in question seems to be out of
trouble for now, but whoever it was
that was fighting her, well, they
sure knew some moves!
Twist notices something and glances across the street.
Parked across the street from her is a news van, a cameraman
leaning awkwardly out of the passenger window to film her.
Twist groans as she spots them and starts running again. In
the background we see the cameraman point frantically to the
driver, and the van starts and drives after her.
2 EXT. PARK. NIGHT. 2
Twist runs into a small park, one long, circular road around
a lake with trees either side and benches by the side of the
road. She looks over her shoulder.
We see the news van screech to a halt at the entrance to the
park, and the driver and cameraman hurry to get out and
follow her.
TWIST
(mutters)
Vultures…
She starts running again. She manages to get to a more shaded
area when SLAM! A fist flies out at her from off camera and
she is knocked to the ground. She dabs her chin - her lip is
split and a trickle of blood runs down her face. She looks
up.
There is a tall, muscular man standing before her, the
assassin LAMBERT, covered by the shadows of the trees. He is
wearing a black sleeveless shirt and sweatpants, with no
shoes or socks. He glares down malevolently at Twist. She
picks herself back up, keeping a wary eye on him.
TWIST (cont'd)
Look, Ryu, whoever you are or
whatever you want, I don't have
time for it right now! Our bitch
slapping back there got the local
news on our tail, and that means
the cops'll be here before too
long, so unless-
CRACK! Lambert's leg lashes out and connects with her square
in the gut. Twist drops, the wind knocked out of her, but
rolls to the side to avoid his foot as he snaps it down into
the earth, missing her head by inches.
She hops up again and jabs a few punches at him, which he
blocks, before she swings her leg round suddenly and catches
him off-balance. As the man hits the floor, Twist leaps over
him and starts running out of the park.
3 EXT. STREET OUTSIDE PARK. NIGHT. 3
Twist runs out into the street to the sound of approaching
police sirens.
Lambert sprints out after her. We stay with him as the sound
of sirens becomes much louder. He stops and glances to his
right.
Lights flashing and siren wailing, the police car screeches
to a halt to try and avoid him. No good. THUD! Lambert
bounces off the bonnet of the car, cracking the windscreen
and landing in a heap on the floor.
Across the street, Twist has stopped to watch the scene,
still gasping for breath.
The two officers jump out of their car and walk round to the
unmoving man. One checks the damage on the windscreen, as the
other kneels down to check Lambert's neck for a pulse.
Lambert's hand streaks up and GRABS him round the neck.
The camera crew come running into frame from inside the park,
but are felled as the body of the first cop flies through the
air with a shout, hitting them and knocking all three men to
the ground.
Lambert gets to his feet, grabs the second cop who is too
stunned to react, and with a sickening CRUNCH smashes his
head into the car's bonnet. He looks up and across the street
to Twist.
She gasps and starts running, on towards more city streets up
ahead.
The cameraman and driver struggle to push the unconscious
body of the cop off them.
DRIVER
Did you get it?
CAMERAMAN
I got it, I got it, I just don't
know what it was I got!
DRIVER
Never mind, I'll get the van so we
can keep after them. Stay with
them!
The driver stands and runs off screen.
BLACK OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
4 EXT. ORLANDO - CITY STREET. EARLY EVENING. 4
TITLE OVER - ORLANDO, FLORIDA. FOUR HOURS EARLIER.
CHRIS and Twist are walking past a small shopping mall, bags
on shoulders. The sun is setting so Twist is safe from it,
wearing her shades as the duo weave between the last few
shoppers of the day.
TWIST
And you're sure this woman can
help?
CHRIS
Reasonably sure. I mean, Brenda and
I haven't spoken for a good few
years now, but she said she'd
always be around if I needed her
help.
TWIST
Mm-hmm. And what makes you so
positive she's a real mystic? I
mean, call me paranoid, but you
don't find many actual, empowered
fortune tellers and soothsayers
hanging out in pleasant urban
shopping malls.
CHRIS
Best place to hide is in the middle
of a crowd, that's what she says.
By mixing with all the local
Psychic Network nutters around
here, she attracts about as much
attention as Keith Richards at an
AA meeting.
TWIST
If you say so. But one sign of her
needing any palms crossed with
silver, and I'm out of here.
CHRIS
Don't worry, I'm with you on that
one. Whatever Bagwell was up to
with that 'summoning' spell he was
after, I'd rather not waste too
much time finding out who or what
he summoned.
They come to a stop at the end of one of the quieter
sections of the mall - the shops spread upwards for two
levels via small staircases. A variety of garishly coloured
neon signs advertise the services on offer.
Twist slips her sunglasses down and raises an eyebrow at the
tacky display before them.
TWIST
You have got to be kidding…
CHRIS
Would I bring us all this way just
for the sake of it?
Twist throws him a look, pushes her shades back up, and with
a disgruntled look on her face walks after him.
5 INT. BRENDA'S SHOP - MAIN ROOM. EARLY EVENING. 5
Chris opens the door into the small, cluttered shop - the
walls and ceiling are covered with drapes, with muted
lighting bathing the room in a dim glow. A beaded curtain
hangs over a doorway into the back room, trinkets adorn the
walls on several badly-lined shelves, and the flashes of neon
light from outside just make the whole place look what it is -
cheap and nasty.
Twist looks round the room as Chris reaches up and flicks the
bell over the door once make it ring.
There is a rustling from the room on the other side, and
moments later Madame BRENDA BOSWORTH steps out into view.
Brenda is a middle aged woman with long, curly blonde hair, a
lined but pretty face and a slim figure. She's dressed in
about four different layers of sarongs.
BRENDA
Christopher. My darling! How are
you?
She steps forward and hugs him, Chris hugs back as Twist
smirks to herself.
CHRIS
I'm fine, Brenda. Feeling old.
BRENDA
Oh, you!
CHRIS
Brenda, I'd like you to meet my
associate, Twist.
Twist waves as Brenda looks her up and down.
BRENDA
You're the one, then! Chris told me
about you, glad to meet you at
last.
Twist looks over at Chris, who is looking like his secrets
are being spilled.
TWIST
Well, here I am. Keeping him out of
trouble as best I can.
BRENDA
I bet you do… Well! Come on
through, both of you, you've got a
lot to ask me, I know.
TWIST
You know? So you are psychic, then?
BRENDA
A little. But Chris called me a few
hours ago and told me as well.
She heads back through the curtain. Chris chuckles, and Twist
hits him on the arm as they step through after her.
6 INT. BRENDA'S SHOP - BACK ROOM. EARLY EVENING. 6
The back room of the shop follows the new age décor of the
front - one round table in the middle of the room with a high
backed wooden chair on one side, two less elaborate chairs on
the other. A crystal ball covered by a cloth sits on the
table, and bookcases fill the wall behind the chair. Brenda
sits and pushes her hair back behind her ears, motioning for
Chris and Twist to sit.
BRENDA
Alright, let's see what we can see.
CHRIS
Thanks for doing this for us, Bren.
BRENDA
Don't worry about it, always here
when a friend needs my help.
Remember that time you were having
all that trouble with those
grabblax, over in, where was it?
CHRIS
In Portland, yes! That could have
turned nasty…
BRENDA
When one used a Detrixio
incantation on you… oh, I could
have died!
Twist watches the two laugh about the in-joke for a few
moments before rolling her eyes and interrupting.
TWIST
Not wanting to break up the amazing
reunion you and Ota May here are
having, but we have work to do!
Brenda settles down as Chris glares at Twist, who shrugs
defensively. Brenda takes the cloth off from the crystal ball
and holds her hands above it, her eyes closed.
BRENDA
Just let me warm this thing up.
TWIST
Do those actually do anything?
Always figured they were just for
show.
BRENDA
It's a focus, dearie. Something to
concentrate on, so I can draw the
spirits together a bit better.
Brenda starts to hum under her breath, frowning as she
concentrates, and Twist raises a sceptical eyebrow before a
white mist starts to form in the air above them.
BRENDA (cont'd)
Forces that watch o'er the living
at night, grant me the gift of the
second sight. Make things clear
then disappear, focus your
thoughts and show no fear.
The mist grows and fills most of the ceiling, and large
droplets of it starts to form in the air above them.
CHRIS
What do you see?
Brenda's eyes are still closed. Blurry images fade in and out
of the droplets of white mist in the air around her.
BRENDA
A spell. Powerful magic, it needed
sacrifice. Not human, though,
something dark. Vampires.
CHRIS
Bagwell was going to do something
to Twist, he was after her soon as
they realised she was a vamp.
TWIST
Yeah, how come they didn't want
you?
CHRIS
Probably because I'm not a hundred
percent vampire. They must have
needed a pureblood, so to speak.
BRENDA
They needed five… the last one was
taken into the flames…
(beat)
No, the last one was taken, and
then the taker went into flames.
CHRIS
Bagwell burned down his base after
zapping one of his bodyguards to
get the last skull he needed.
TWIST
Why are you telling her this? Isn't
she supposed to be the psychic one?
BRENDA
It clears things up, makes the rest
easier to see, dear.
CHRIS
What did they need the vampires
for? His aide mentioned a
'summoning,' but for what I don't
know.
The droplets of mist turn black, flashes of red lighting them
from within.
BRENDA
It was…
(beat)
Something nasty.
TWIST
'Nasty'? Can you be a bit more
specific?
BRENDA
This isn't an exact science!
Chris holds a finger to his lips for Twist to be quiet. With
a sulky look she leans back and shuts up.
CHRIS
Sorry, Bren.
BRENDA
That's alright, you were that young
and impetuous once! Now then. The
person they brought back… Someone
dangerous. Someone… dead?
CHRIS
Dead? Where did they get him from?
BRENDA
I can't quite see… they used a
spell I recognise, but they needed
a lot of power to do it… power they
took from the skulls… and-
She GASPS suddenly and her eyes flick open, and as they do
the droplets of black mist around her burst into FLAMES and
disappear.
Chris and Twist jump back, alarmed, but settle back down as
Brenda catches her breath and the white mist overhead fades
away.
TWIST
What the hell just happened?
BRENDA
(breathless)
I saw it…
CHRIS
Saw what?
BRENDA
Where he was from…
TWIST
So it's a 'He' then? We're getting
somewhere after all…
CHRIS
(ignoring Twist)
Brenda, what did they bring back?
BRENDA
Someone strong. But not from just
anywhere. No, they needed all that
power because they brought that man
straight out of the fires of Hell.
Chris sits back for a moment as this sinks in. Dramatic music
starts, before Twist speaks and breaks the moment.
TWIST
Aah, been there, got the t-shirt
already. So what else did you see?
BRENDA
Give me a minute, my dear, that
took a lot out of me!
CHRIS
We'll go and wait out in the front
while you compose yourself.
Chris stands up and nods towards the curtain. Twist gets up
and follows him. We stay on Brenda for a moment as they
disappear with a rustle through the beads, and she sits,
woozy, with her head in her hands.
7 INT. BRENDA'S SHOP - MAIN ROOM. LATER. 7
Brenda reappears through the curtain, smile back in place and
the colour restored to her cheeks. Twist quickly tries to
replace the figurine she was examining, putting it back on
its shelf with a loud thud.
CHRIS
Are you alright? I'm sorry if that
gave you any bad feedback, but like
I said, we don't know what we're
dealing with here.
BRENDA
That's okay. Occupational hazard.
The man you're looking for is well
built, of average height, probably
dark-haired and possessed of an
intensity of purpose I haven't seen
for some time… Not since I first
met you!
CHRIS
Why is he here?
BRENDA
That's not clear, but it does
involve you two somehow. I think
he's going to be looking for you.
He seems to be powerful now as
well, probably more than he was
when he was alive.
TWIST
(not looking too happy)
So what, he's come all the way back
from Hell to get us?
BRENDA
I'm afraid it looks that way.
CHRIS
We should probably keep moving,
it'll be harder for him to track
us.
BRENDA
You should stay here for a night at
least, I'll have another go at this
in the morning and see if I can
tell you anything new. You can use
my old apartment if you want.
CHRIS
Is that okay?
BRENDA
(throws him a pair of
keys)
Of course it is. I spend all my
time here now, the place is empty.
It'll do for a one night stop off!
CHRIS
Great. Well, looks like we'd best
be going, if we've got some escaped
fiend on our tails the last thing I
want to do is lead him here!
Chris leans forward and hugs Brenda again as Twist opens the
door and steps outside.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Thanks for everything, Brenda.
BRENDA
You take care, Christopher. And
take care of her, as well.
He leaves. Brenda watches them go, then disappears back
through the bead curtain.
8 EXT. OUTSIDE BRENDA'S. EARLY EVENING. 8
Chris and Twist walk down the staircase leading back to the
main mall. Chris has a pensive look on his face, and Twist
nudges him as she hops down the steps behind him.
TWIST
'S matter with you?
CHRIS
We were just told an assassin has
been summoned out of Hell and may
well be making a beeline right for
us, so I think I'm allowed to look
a little concerned!
TWIST
We've fought tougher. Remember that
big thing with the tentacles we
took out in Peru a few days ago?
CHRIS
How could I forget! Bloody thing
looked like Cthulu on steroids…
TWIST
Yeah, and we took him out all by
ourselves, so why should one
single, solitary hunter thingy give
us any reason to go crying back to
mommy?
CHRIS
I'm just getting a bad feeling in
my bones about this one.
TWIST
Stop whining and get me an ice
cream. I sat through The Great
Beyondo's little show, now you owe
me.
Twist heads off down the street and Chris follows.
9 INT. HOTEL ROOM. EARLY EVENING. 9
We're in a low budget hotel room, the blinds drawn against
the last traces of sunlight outside. We pan across and see
that the room has barely been touched, but there are dozens
of photographs and pictures stuck clumsily to the walls, but
it's too dark to see them.
A sword blade suddenly snaps into frame. We pan along it and
see that it's being held out in a combat stance by someone.
As they draw the sword back to adopt a kata pose, we see that
it's Lambert again. He swings the blade toward the camera
quickly, and from that we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT ONE
ACT TWO
FADE IN:
10 INT. ICE CREAM PARLOUR. NIGHT. 10
Chris and Twist are inside a diner, families occupying the
booths either side of them as the night starts to set in
outside. Chris watches Twist with a bemused look as she tucks
in to a huge ice cream sundae.
CHRIS
I've always wondered, why do you
like to eat so much?
TWIST
(through mouthful)
Mm?
CHRIS
Well, you're a vampire, obviously.
TWIST
(still eating)
Mm-hmm.
CHRIS
And vampires tend to stop getting
hungry for human food when the need
for blood jumps to the top of their
shopping list. I still eat because
I'm not as dependent on blood, that
much I do know. But I've never
worked out why you love to eat so
much.
TWIST
Me either. Maybe it's different for
every vampire?
CHRIS
Maybe.
TWIST
Look at it this way - who else are
you going to be able to share a
pizza with if I don't eat with you?
And those big ninja two-person
desserts don't just digest
themselves!
CHRIS
I suppose not…
TWIST
Right. Now let me finish and then
we can head off, there's a movie
premiere in town I want to
gatecrash.
Chris raises an eyebrow as Twist slurps another spoonful of
dessert away.
11 EXT. OUTSIDE CINEMA. NIGHT. 11
A big movie premiere is kicking off, with crowds of yelling
fans divided either side of the red carpet approach to the
theatre. Photographers cluster round a black limo that pulls
into frame, and the crowd CHEER as some handsome actor and
his date step out, wave to the fans and then make their way
inside.
We pan across a little to the right and pick up the TV crew
from the teaser, with the anchor, a pretty young reporter
with short dark hair, CAROLYN.
CAROLYN
Alright, we ready to go? And on in
five, four, three…
(beat)
We're here outside the O'Neill
Multiplex downtown, and as you can
hear from the crowd around me,
tonight's premiere for 'Alabama
Blood Feud' is going to set a new
record for decibel levels! We'll be
here all night as the rest of the
cast show up, before taking you
inside the show for exclusive
interviews!
(beat)
That'll do. Okay, let's get set up
over there, we'll try the opposite
angle as the other cars show up.
The cameraman walks away after the anchor. We pan back and
pick up Chris and Twist as they walk into frame, Twist on
tiptoes to try and catch a glimpse of the stars.
CHRIS
Do we really have to stay here? I'd
rather not be out in public until I
can find out more about whoever's
after us.
TWIST
Alright, compromise. You go back to
Brenda's old place and go through
your books, I'll stay here and see
if I can get some autographs.
If our bad guy shows up, I come
find you. Deal?
Chris knows she's going to stay whatever he says, so he just
nods and walks off. He calls back out as he leaves.
CHRIS
Oh, and Twist?
TWIST
Yeah?
CHRIS
Be careful.
TWIST
Like a nun in a sports bar, chief!
She turns and starts to slip through the crowd.
12 INT. HOTEL ROOM. NIGHT. 12
We're in Lambert's room again, and this time the TV's sound
is on as we pan across the room. We zoom in on the TV to
watch the news report on there.
TV (ANCHOR)
And now we go live to Carolyn Sweet
at the premiere… Carolyn, what's
the scene like down there?
TV (CAROLYN) (cont'd)
Well Jim, the night is young and
there's still plenty to see yet,
with some of Tinseltown's biggest
names here for the movie!
Lambert walks into frame, stripped to the waist and towelling
himself down from a wash. Most of his upper body is covered
with intricate tattoos and symbols, along with a fair few
scars. He watches the TV with mild interest until something
catches his eye. He leans in closer to the screen for a
better look.
On the screen, we can see the camera is scanning across the
crowds of cheering fans, and quite clearly waving and
shouting in the front row is Twist. She spots the camera and
waves to that as well.
Lambert's eyes narrow before he grins.
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