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8 INT. COOK COUNTY HOSPITAL - RECEPTION. AFTERNOON. 8
We cut to a busy hospital reception room, sweeping past the
lines of waiting patients, taking in the reception desk as
doctors and nurses bustle past us, to home in on a phone
ringing mounted on a pillar next to the desk.
A hand reaches out to answer it, and a WOMAN steps into
frame, her back to us. She has long, light brown hair tied
back in a loose ponytail and is wearing blue scrubs with a
stethoscope slung round her neck.
WOMAN
Hello, Cook County ER?
TWIST
(filtered; through phone)
Hi, is that Julie Kingston?
The WOMAN turns round - this is Dr. JULIE KINGSTON. 32,
attractive with her long hair, brown eyes and unassuming
features, looking like this has been a busy day already, she
steps back a little to hear the phone better.
JULIE
Yeah, that's me. Who's this?
TWIST
Oh, groovy, glad I found you. My
name's Twist, I'm calling on behalf
of Chris Berkeley?
A beat as Julie grins, obviously familiar with the name.
JULIE
Well, well, well! So what does
Doctor Kildare want help with this
time?
TWIST
It's kinda complicated… maybe you
ought to come see him. We're at the
Holiday Inn a few blocks away from
your hospital.
JULIE
Oh! Oh, well, listen, I finish my
shift in about an hour, I can come
over then if that's okay?
TWIST
That's fine. We're room 214, under
the name of 'Mr. and Mrs. Venkman.'
JULIE
(raises eyebrow)
'Mr. and Mrs'?
TWIST
Oh, no, nothing like that! Heh,
it's just a name I thought'd be
cool to use. You know.
She grabs a pen to make a note of Chris' room number on the
back of her hand.
JULIE
Look, I've got to get back to work,
but I'll be round later on,
alright?
TWIST
Cool. See ya.
Julie hangs up and walks off screen, grabbing and studying a
chart from the reception desk.
9 INT. HOTEL CORRIDOR. AFTERNOON. 9
Julie, backpack slung over one shoulder, walks along the
plain Holiday Inn corridor up to Room 214. She knocks on the
door, and after a moment, Twist opens it, looking a little
flustered. Julie looks surprised.
JULIE
Oh, sorry, I was looking for Twist?
TWIST
That's me, you must be Julie, hi.
Twist throws a nervous glance behind her.
JULIE
Is everything alright?
TWIST
Honestly? You'd better come in.
10 INT. HOTEL ROOM. AFTERNOON. 10
Julie heads inside and sees Chris, lying on the bed writhing
in obvious pain, his body soaked with sweat again. He seems
delirious, mumbling under his breath.
A worried looking Julie rushes over to the edge of the bed,
retrieving a small torch from her bag and holding Chris down
so she can shine it into his eyes.
JULIE
Chris? Chris, can you hear me?
Julie tries to hold Chris' head still as she talks to him,
with Twist and Danyael standing back and watching.
JULIE (cont'd)
How long has he been like this?
TWIST
He first went weird a few days ago,
but this whole convulsing thing is
only in the last ten minutes.
Julie turns her attention back to Chris, who seems to be
calming down. He blinks a few times as his eyes focus on the
familiar face in front of him.
CHRIS
(dazed)
Julie…?
JULIE
(smiles)
Hello yourself.
CHRIS
Julie… I'm afraid I'm a mess…
JULIE
No arguments there! Chris, what can
you tell me? Help me out here.
CHRIS
Pains… pains in my chest, like
somebody's trying to squeeze the
life out of me… and general
feelings of delirium, like I've
been drugged…
Julie roots round inside her bag as he talks and brings out a
small vial and a wrapped hypodermic syringe, which she opens
and inserts into the bottle, filling it up.
TWIST
(shocked)
Hey, wait a minute! You've been
here thirty seconds, and you're
going to start sticking stuff into
him? What is that, anyway?
JULIE
It's a mild sedative, it should
take away the fever. And don't
worry, I'm taking into account
Chris' unusual body chemistry.
TWIST
(surprised)
Oh… so, you know?
JULIE
I've known Chris for twelve years.
(looks down on him)
Through good times and bad. Not
much I don't know these days!
Twist picks up on there being more to Julie's words than
there seems, but before she can say anything else, Julie
rolls up Chris' shirt sleeve and carefully injects him with
the sedative.
DANYAEL
How's that going to work? Isn't he
kind of lacking a pulse?
JULIE
Chris is different. His body still
thinks it's alive. And anyway, I
came prepared.
Julie opens up a small, sealed plastic bag and sprinkles out
a little yellow powder from it onto Chris' arm.
JULIE (cont'd)
Dispersum!
The powder glows and soaks into Chris' arm, and within
moments his fever subsides, and he lies still on the bed,
breathing normally. His eyes flick open again, and he slowly
sits up.
CHRIS
Thanks…
JULIE
No problem. Hippocratic Oath's full
of loopholes for this kind of
thing.
TWIST
You know magic too? Say, I'm
impressed!
JULIE
I know a little. Long story. So!
She looks at Chris, waiting for him to start talking.
CHRIS
(blank look)
So… what?
JULIE
Oh, I don't know, start with 'Hey,
Julie, thanks for saving me, sorry
I haven't called you for about
three YEARS or anything, but, you
know, stuff happened.'
A beat, before Chris and Julie both start laughing. He leans
forward and hugs her warmly.
CHRIS
Hello, Julie.
JULIE
Hey. Good to see you again, Chris.
CHRIS
You too. Thanks for that little
shot back there, I… I really don't
have many answers for what's wrong.
Julie starts taking old, leather bound books from her bag as
Chris turns to Twist and Danyael.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Twist, Danyael, I'd like you to
meet Julie Kingston. We met way
back in 1992 when I was working at
Cook County Hospital here in
Chicago, and she was a fresh-faced
young intern.
JULIE
Yeah, with every girl in the
building swooning after him as he
strolled around the wards!
TWIST
You were a doctor?
CHRIS
Yes, remember? I must have told
you…
Twist shrugs and Chris sighs.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Well, I was, your inability to hear
a damn word I say notwithstanding.
Julie and I kept in touch after I
left, and we help each other out
when we can.
JULIE
We help each other out? You mean,
you ring me up every few years and
I help you out…
CHRIS
(beat)
Yes, that too.
Twist watches them for a beat before groaning.
TWIST
Right… Fascinating as this little
reunion is, would you mind helping
us find out what the hell is wrong
with my partner here?
JULIE
(off Twist)
Bossy, isn't she?
CHRIS
She reminds me of you sometimes!
Julie feigns shock and slaps Chris on the arm. Twist groans
and stomps over to the minibar to grab something to drink as
Julie opens up one of her books and starts leafing through
it.
JULIE
Well, as you know, I'm about thirty
years behind you in terms of
reading time on this stuff…
CHRIS
You've got a better brain for it
than I have, Jules. You always did.
JULIE
Oh, trying to flatter me now, eh?
(beat)
That didn't mean 'stop.'
CHRIS
I think it's some kind of curse or
enchantment that's been placed on
me, most likely by-
JULIE
By Malkuth. He still causing
trouble?
CHRIS
All the time. I'd try casting some
spells, but I don't trust myself
with magic while I've got this
hanging over me.
JULIE
Well, let's see what we can do
about that then! Any of your much
superior-to-my-own magic books
round here?
CHRIS
A few, not many. I leave them
scattered around for security.
JULIE
No problem. According to this…
(reads)
I can just use this simple little
crystal doobrie to check your
system for the influence of dark
magics.
She holds up a clear amethyst crystal on a chain, like a
small necklace. She holds it over Chris' chest.
The crystal swings from side to side like a pendulum for a
few moments, before suddenly turning jet black.
It then starts to smoulder slightly before POPPING, and Julie
jumps back as the crystal shatters into fragments.
CHRIS
(rubs chest)
I think it's safe to say that this
is where the wild things are, then…
JULIE
Looks that way! Let me run a few
tests, I'll see if I can identify
it. Can I get a blood sample?
Chris nods as his phone rings. He answers it as Julie takes
out a larger syringe and pads and heads for the bathroom.
We follow her as Twist watches her.
11 INT. HOTEL ROOM - BATHROOM. AFTERNOON. 11
Julie sets the syringe on the counter and starts to unwrap
it, pulling on a pair of PVC gloves too as Twist watches,
curious.
TWIST
I gotta ask. You always carry this
much stuff around with you? I know
you're a doctor, but it seems like,
well… extreme forward planning.
JULIE
When I get a call off Chris, yeah,
I tend to stock up. Could you be a
star and grab me some bandages out
of whatever first aid kit they've
got in this place? Thanks.
Julie goes back to preparing her things as Twist stares at
her - she isn't used to being ordered around, but this time
she quietly grabs the first aid kit and hands Julie the
bandages as she bustles back out of the bathroom.
12 INT. HOTEL ROOM. AFTERNOON. 12
Chris is out of bed and pulling on his jacket.
JULIE
Woah, hold on, where do you think
you're going?
CHRIS
We've had another call. There's a
bar being smashed up a few blocks
away, and our temporary employer
has asked us to help.
JULIE
Uh uh, you sit back your ass down,
you're not going anywhere until I
find out what's wrong with you!
CHRIS
I'll be right back, Jules, I
promise.
JULIE
(hands on hips)
Last time you said that, I didn't
see you for three years!
CHRIS
(beat)
Touché.
(tosses his phone to her)
Take this, I'll call you when we're
on our way back. You ready,
Danyael?
Danyael nods, grabbing a small axe and handing Chris his
katana as Twist cracks her knuckles.
TWIST
Time to go save the day!
The trio rush out of the room. Julie sighs and sits down on
the bed, waiting a beat and then switching the TV on.
13 INT. HOTEL ROOM. EARLY EVENING. 13
It's a few hours later, and Julie is dozing on the bed when
Chris' phone rings, the ringtone being the theme from
'Dangermouse.' She jolts herself awake and answers.
JULIE
Hello?
TWIST
(filtered; through phone)
Julie? Hi. Twist here.
(sound of breaking glass)
We have another problem.
14 INT. SCAT MAN'S BAR. EARLY EVENING. 14
What was once a bright, neon-covered bar is now an absolute
bomb site. Tables are overturned, bottles and mirrored walls
smashed, and the place is looking like the aftermath of a
five-star bar brawl as we pick up Twist, hiding underneath
the bar. She winces as another bottle smashes over her head.
TWIST
It's Chris. He's gone crazy. Again.
She ducks as a bar stool clatters past overhead.
JULIE
(filtered; through phone)
Oh, no… look, get him back here
somehow and I'll do the rest, okay?
TWIST
Right. Might take a teeny bit
longer than planned, though.
JULIE
Just do what you can!
Twist hangs up and turns to Danyael, who is peeking over the
top of the bar, next to SCAT, the bar's owner.
TWIST
He still out there?
DANYAEL
Yup. Man, he really knows how to
rip it up, doesn't he?
TWIST
(sighs)
Yes he does, Spook, yes he does.
We pan up slowly from behind the bar to take in what Danyael
is looking at - Chris, absolutely out of his mind, charging
round the bar, yelling incoherently and hacking up walls,
tables, chairs and anything else in katana range as he stomps
around the bar.
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
15 INT. HOTEL ROOM. NIGHT. 15
Fade up to see Chris, lying on the bed. He comes round and
groans, but when he tries to sit up, he finds that he's been
tied down to the bed by thick leather restraints. He
struggles for a moment before looking around him.
Baseball bat up and ready, and wearing a lovely black eye,
Twist looks down at him. Chris sighs.
CHRIS
So I had another 'episode', I take
it?
TWIST
You could say that…
Twist suddenly BOPS Chris' leg with her bat. He yelps in pain
- it wasn't a hard hit, but enough to sting.
CHRIS
What was that for?
TWIST
(angry; points to eye)
That was for this, you jerk! Hex or
no hex, you do not smack your
supposed team-mate in the eye when
she's trying to help you!
CHRIS
Help me?
TWIST
I was helping to restrain you.
CHRIS
(confused)
How?
TWIST
(beat; guiltily)
That's not important.
DANYAEL (O.S.)
By hitting you. It was working too,
till you started hitting back.
Danyael walks into frame, smoking, holding a beer bottle and
sporting a bruise across his jaw. Chris groans and flops back
on the bed.
CHRIS
Oh, God… I'm really, really sorry.
You two do know that, right?
TWIST
(pretends not to be
bothered)
Oh, yeah, sure! I mean, what, it's
not like you punched me right in
the fricken eye after all I've done
for you or anything…
JULIE (O.S.)
Alright, Twist, that's enough with
the guilt trip now.
Julie walks into frame, looking down sympathetically at
Chris. She dabs at his head with a flannel.
JULIE (cont'd)
How are you feeling?
CHRIS
Well, I started off confused, now
I'm confused and guilty. And very
warm.
JULIE
Your fever's worsened, I think
whatever's gotten into you is
getting stronger. However, I do
have some more news. Good first or
bad?
Chris nods to indicate 'good.'
JULIE (cont'd)
I can tell you that you've been
magically infected. It seems that
someone's passed a poisonous
enchantment over to you, which is
trying to work its way through your
body and would explain the episodes
you've been having. There also
seems to be another presence inside
your system, as though whoever put
this on you had to use a slice of
their own power to charge the
spell.
CHRIS
(blinks; beat)
You found all that out by yourself?
JULIE
(smiles)
Hey, I haven't been sitting on my
ass for the past ten years doing
nothing, you know! I read and
stuff…
TWIST
Yeah, she's an even bigger nerd
than you!
Julie glares at her but Twist doesn't notice.
CHRIS
Okay. What's the bad news?
JULIE
I can't work out how to remove it,
and I may need to get that missing
chunk of your spirit back before I
can do anything.
CHRIS
Oh…
TWIST
Hey, don't look so glum, old chum.
We'll do it! How hard could it be?
CHRIS
(annoyed)
Twist, not wanting to piss on your
chips here, but I've been trying
for almost thirty bloody years to
get that piece of myself back! What
makes you think it'll be so easy?
TWIST
(prompts)
Danyael?
DANYAEL
He's here.
CHRIS
Who? Malkuth?
DANYAEL
Right here in Chicago. He's shacked
up with a bunch of local vampires
about two miles from this very
hotel. We can probably even see the
place from our window.
JULIE
My theory? This spell needs close
proximity to work. Whatever he's
using to poison you, he has to be
doing it nearby. Now, I suggested
we just get the heck out of here,
but Twist said-
TWIST
But I said no way, if we have a
chance to get all of Chris' espirit
de corps back, then we take it. We
can't keep running forever. That's
a mighty long time.
Chris nods, then looks down at his restraints again.
CHRIS
I take it I won't be coming with
you on this one?
TWIST
Sorry, boss, you stay here in case
you throw another schizo on us and
blacken my other eye. The panda
look is so 1994.
She grins at him, and he sighs, knowing she's right.
TWIST (cont'd)
Julie's staying here to keep an eye
on you, I'm taking Spook out to
meet a few rebel vamps in the area
to help out before we crash
Malkie's little party.
CHRIS
Be careful, alright?
TWIST
Hey, this is me we're talking
about! Indestructible, three
Charlie's-Angels-in-one Twist, on
the case.
She leans forward and gives him a quick peck on the top of
his head before starting to head out of the room.
TWIST (cont'd)
Now be good, I'll be back soon.
C'mon, Danny boy, time to kick ass
and chew gum.
DANYAEL
Oh, did you want some gum?
Twist just sighs as Chris watches them go. Julie waits till
the door closes before turning back to Chris.
JULIE
Well, looks like I have that
captive audience I always wanted…
CHRIS
This is going to be a long night,
isn't it?
JULIE
Start talking. We've got three
years to catch up on, and I'm not
leaving you till I get every last
detail!
16 INT. MALKUTH'S LAIR - BACK ROOM. NIGHT. 16
We're back with Malkuth and Nienhaus, sitting inside the
dilapidated vampire lair - an abandoned town house - as KURT,
the leader of the vamp pack, struts into frame.
Malkuth is sitting on an old wicker chair, and the room is
lit by the glow from the urn containing the enchantment.
Malkuth looks up and notices Kurt, and sighs irritatedly,
standing and walking over to the vampire.
MALKUTH
What is it now?
KURT
Me and the boys, we're getting' a
bit concerned about all this…
(indicates the urn)
… this magic stuff.
MALKUTH
'Concerned' by it? How so?
KURT
Well, first off, magic is freaky.
Fact. Second, what the hell is he
supposed to be?
Kurt points at Nienhaus, who is as unemotional as ever.
MALKUTH
He's a drammalow, you philistine.
Very powerful mystics, especially
talented in the area of curses and
hexes. Great fun at parties.
KURT
Uh-huh. And what's that glowing
vase thing all about?
MALKUTH
(grins)
Payback.
KURT
Okay, fine, whatever. I just want
you, your flunkies and Brain Guy
here out of our digs tomorrow. I've
got this bad feelin' in my gut that
you're going to bring a heap of
trouble down on us, and that's
somethin' we really don't need.
MALKUTH
You vampires… you always worry too
much!
Kurt opens his mouth to answer but one of his other VAMPIRES
races into the room, looking panicked.
VAMP #1
Hey, boss, we got trouble!
Kurt throws a glare down at Malkuth before racing back out
with Vamp #1. Malkuth looks across to Nienhaus.
MALKUTH
(sighs)
Ah well, it was nice while it
lasted…
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