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19 EXT. RENGLER ESTATE – TWILIGHT 19
Outside, we're looking up at one of the high, ivy-covered
walls of the manor as Chris scales it, using a set of small
climbing claws to dig into the masonry and pull himself
upwards.
20 INT. RENGLER MANOR - HALLWAY 20
Rengler & Twist walk past some antiques. The wall is littered
with these weathered, but expensive artefacts. Twist is
scanning, checking the place out.
RENGLER
Tell me, Susannah.
They stop. He turns to face her.
RENGLER (cont'd)
When I say the name 'Dickinson,'
what is the first thing that pops
into your head?
Twist laughs - a sort of half-snort that ties in with her
nerdier look.
TWIST
"Cheap as chips!"
RENGLER
(chuckles)
Quite.
They start walking again.
RENGLER (cont'd)
Isn't he a breath of fresh air? I
watch his show, 'Bargain Hunt,'
regularly on BBC America.
Enlightening. Provides a welcome
dose of humour to the competitive
nature of antiques and artefacts,
which I so truly enjoy.
He walks ahead, grinning. Twist makes a grimly comical face
back, obviously doing her best to keep up the illusion.
21 EXT. RENGLER ESTATE – TWILIGHT 21
Remington approaches Danyael, who is strolling up and down
outside the main gates, looking across at the row of luxury
cars parked on the drive.
REMINGTON
See anything you like?
DANYAEL
(off estate)
Not bad.
REMINGTON
Care to move along?
DANYAEL
Not really.
REMINGTON
Look, this is private property.
He takes a step forward, trying to intimidate Danyael.
REMINGTON (cont'd)
No trespassers allowed. See?
A dusty old sign next to Remington on the gate, which reads
'No Trespassers Allowed.'
REMINGTON (cont'd)
Get the hint?
Remington gets in Danyael's face. Danyael is unfazed and
grins back up at the hulking vampire.
DANYAEL
Yeah. I do.
Danyael walks back an inch. Officially he's out of the
estate. He throws a victorious smile up at Remington.
DANYAEL (cont'd)
But I'm not trespassing now…
With a grunt, Remington turns and heads back for the manor,
throwing glances back at Danyael.
Danyael lights a cigarette – mission accomplished.
Remington heads back inside through the main door, as we
start to look up towards the roof.
22 EXT. RENGLER MANOR - ROOFTOP. 22
Chris hops up onto the stone rooftop of the manor, scanning
for entry points. He spots a doorway and a small balcony,
used to gain access to the little observation point on the
roof. He heads for the door, and with a shove it gives way.
He steps inside.
23 INT. RENGLER MANOR - HALLWAY 23
Chris steps down a darkened stairway and out into one of the
long, high-ceilinged hallways in the manor. Glass cabinets
with suits or armour, urns and other antiquities line the
floor, while paintings and tapestries hang from the walls.
There is clearly an awful lot of money contained within this
manor! Chris nods, impressed, and starts to pace along
carefully.
He walks past a display case containing an intriguing looking
roll of parchment. Chris is about to open it when he stops,
carefully drawing his hand back. On the glass is a tiny red
dot.
Chris looks up at an alarm. He follows the wires over to a
small CCTV camera, aimed at the display cabinet. Underneath
the camera is a door, which Chris approaches.
24 INT. CORRIDOR 24
The door opens, and Chris steps into a long corridor. The
floor is chrome silver, and made up of 72 perfectly appointed
tiles, alternately black and white. Chris scans it for a few
moments, then reaches into his pocket and pulls out a coin.
He throws it across the corridor.
It hits the floor… and ZAP! It's obliterated by an
exceedingly powerful laser.
He smirks, nodding as if to say he knew it wouldn't be this
easy. There is a loud CLICK overhead, and Chris looks up. His
face drops at what he sees.
CHRIS
Bugger…
From within the walls comes a sudden movement, followed by a
horizontal beam of red light fired from a small laser in the
ceiling. It's travelling down the corridor at high speed,
straight for Chris..
The laser draws ever closer, and at the last minute Chris
dodges to the side, taking a step forward and then jumping in
mid-air as a second laser fires out of the floor below.
Backflipping to avoid the first laser's return sweep, he hops
from tile to tile, narrowly avoiding getting zapped several
times but making it safely to the end of the corridor.
Chris stands and takes a deep breath, the tiled floor in the
background. He frowns, suddenly, and turns round.
Chris has managed to end up on the same side he started on.
CHRIS (cont'd)
(annoyed)
Bloody hell! Now I have to do that
all over again…
Behind Chris, a loud humming becomes audible. He turns.
The horizontal red beam of light is back, only this time, it
emits from every single nook and cranny. It's coming for
Chris, and it's hungry for blood.
He turns and runs down the corridor, again narrowly avoiding
the laser blasts as he hops from tile to tile. Behind him,
the horizontal red beams draw closer.
Chris nears the door he entered through, and hurls himself
towards it. He reaches for the handle, but it snaps off.
Chris starts kicking the door. The horizontal red beams of
light draw dangerously close, but at the last moment Chris
KICKS the door off its hinges.
25 INT. RENGLER MANOR - CORRIDOR 25
Chris crashes through the door and into the corridor,
taking the door with him. He gets up, dusts himself down and
picks the door up, slotting it back in place as best he can.
He breathes heavily, frowning at the loss of the element of
surprise.
CHRIS
If I didn't hate Rengler so much
right now, I'd congratulate him on
an excellent security system…
Chris reaches behind him for his small backpack and discovers
that it is no longer there. It was cut to shreds by the red
beam of light.
CHRIS (cont'd)
(tuts)
Well. Perfect.
He looks both ways, picks one and walks.
REMINGTON (V.O.)
Sir? We have a problem.
26 INT. CORRIDOR 26
Remington stands at the far edge, the lights inside the
corridor now dimmer as the lasers have been deactivated.
Rengler studies the tattered remains of Chris' backpack.
REMINGTON
The half-breed vampire was here.
How should I proceed?
Rengler smirks and stands, throwing the backpack down.
RENGLER
We won't. He'll come to us, and
we'll be ready.
REMINGTON
What about the reporter?
RENGLER
Hmm? Oh, I sent her away with some
bits of news, that should keep her
quiet. Although… there was
something… odd about her…
Rengler leaves the corridor, and Remington follows.
27 INT. PENTHOUSE SUITE 27
Chris paces as Danyael and Twist sit on the couch. Twist's
still in her reporter outfit, the team having just met up
after the after breaking into Rengler's mansion. Chris has
just told his side of the story, and Twist stares at him for
a long beat, until with a shared look Danyael & Twist roar
with laughter.
CHRIS
Right. Bloody priceless. That was
one of my favourite backpacks, you
know!
(sighs)
Alright, time for plan 'B.'
28 EXT. RENGLER ESTATE – DUSK 28
The sun is setting. Chris approaches the front door, he wears
a sharp suit and carries a chrome briefcase.
29 INT. RENGLER MANOR - FRONT DOOR 29
Ding. Dong. Rengler opens the door.
RENGLER
Hello?
Chris grins like a Cheshire cat, and shakes Rengler's hand
enthusiastically.
CHRIS
(breezy American accent)
Hello, You must be Rengler. I'm
Harry, Harry Kline. Shall we?
Rengler regards him curiously.. before smiling.
RENGLER
Alright, come in.
Chris enters and Rengler shuts the door.
30 INT. RENGLER MANOR - MAIN HALL. 30
Chris & Rengler walk along.
RENGLER
So, Mr. Kline, what do you do?
CHRIS
Me? I do this, I do that. Little
bit of everything. I've amassed a
considerable fortune pretty
quickly, if I do say so myself!
RENGLER
I'd imagine…
CHRIS
Shoot. Being modest. You probably
knew me before I even uttered a
single breath! Knew I was coming?
RENGLER
(not impressed; patiently)
Yes. Well.
31 INT. RENGLER MANOR - PLAIN CORRIDOR 31
Rengler leads Chris down a corridor. Generic artwork hangs
from the walls. It's plain & dull. Rengler gives Chris a
sanitised, bland, tour-guide style monologue.
RENGLER
I collected this art in Africa, I
was there on a routine expedition
about three years ago. I like to go
there, not just for the artwork,
but for the fresh air. Everything
there is so…
CHRIS
… magical.
RENGLER
Exactly. Not static, like so many
things are here in the States…
(beat)
Tell me Harry, have we met before?
In Paris perhaps?
CHRIS
I can assure you we haven't. I'd
remember meeting a guy like you!
RENGLER
Quite.
CHRIS
I'm sorry, you cut short your
scintillating speech!
RENGLER
Indeed. This artwork is centuries
old, African tribesmen in caves
concocted it. Note the raw, savage
energy that emits from every
orifice-
CHRIS
You know, I hate to interrupt you,
but my tastes are slightly more,
how do I say? – bourgeoisie.
RENGLER
I'm afraid I don't follow.
CHRIS
Mr. Rengler, please – this is the
tourist attraction.
RENGLER
(frowns)
I assure you, this is the cream of
the crop.
CHRIS
And I assure you, I am a man of
immeasurable taste…
RENGLER
(off suit)
Yes, I can see that.
CHRIS
(chuckles)
My clothes aren't at issue, sir. I
choose to dress down, makes others
feel that I am not above them.
He opens the briefcase, shows its contents to Rengler. A
smile crosses his lips. Chris grins too – he knows he's
hooked Rengler in with the bait.
CHRIS (cont'd)
But do not question my wealth. Or
my determination to get what I
want.
He shuts the briefcase. Rengler can't tear his eyes away.
CHRIS (cont'd)
I can be a stubborn asshole when
need be.
RENGLER
Indeed. How can I be of service?
CHRIS
I wish to see Wonderland.
RENGLER
It'll cost you.
CHRIS
Have me not noticed the briefcase
here? I am a man of my word!
RENGLER
So it would seem… Very well then,
Mr. Kline. Follow me.
Chris & Rengler walk out of frame. When they leave, an eerie
atmosphere comes over this area.
One of the paintings appears to move, specifically the eyes,
following the path Chris & Rengler take. This passes quickly,
and things return to normal.
32 INT. RENGLER'S HIDDEN VAULT 32
Pitch black. In the b.g. a metal door creaks open, and the
lights turn on. Chris & Rengler enter the room. Chris looks
around in awe, and Rengler looks bemused as he watches him.
It's nothing new to him, he's seen it all before. Chris goes
over to touch a shiny object.
RENGLER
Don't touch anything. I wouldn't
want to have to kill you.
Rengler's threat registers with Chris. Eager not to blow his
cover, he backs off.
RENGLER (cont'd)
These are my most prized
collections, objects I have been
given by the various contacts I
have.
CHRIS
Unscrupulous.
RENGLER
Only as a means to an end.
CHRIS
What is the end?
RENGLER
Come now… Harry. We both know that
some things have a way of being
predestined.
Rengler stares at Chris. Chris stares back. Does he know?
RENGLER (cont'd)
It's only just begun.
Rengler turns his back on Chris and starts shuffling through
various mystical orbs. Chris pulls out his miniature camera
and sneakily takes several photos.
CHRIS
Tell me, Rengler. I think I've seen
enough for today, is it okay if I
let myself out?
RENGLER
Of course.
Chris leaves, and Rengler watches him carefully.
RENGLER (cont'd)
It's your funeral, vampire…
33 INT. PENTHOUSE SUITE 33
Chris & Twist sit on the carpet. On the table between them
are 37 small photographs, taped together to form an outline
of the Trophy Room. Twist frowns as she studies the diorama.
TWIST
Looks tricky.
CHRIS
Doesn't it just! I'm not sure if it
can be done.
TWIST
Chris, relax. I've watched enough
films to know that nothing is
impossible.
CHRIS
And what about 'Mission:
Impossible'?
TWIST
Please. Tom Cruise can do anything.
Except realistically portray a
Samurai. Anything can be done with
a little ingenuity!
CHRIS
What do you suggest?
TWIST
How about the skylight?
(points)
We could crash the party, Batman
style! Land here, run here, get the
oojits, and zip back up out of
there before they even knew we were
there.
CHRIS
Although the crashing and general
noise might be a factor, given that
we're breaking in.
TWIST
Oh yeah…
CHRIS
We want to avoid attracting
attention, and the fights that
always seem to go with that.
TWIST
I guess…
Danyael enters, swigging a bottle of beer.
DANYAEL
Any plans?
CHRIS
Not so far, no.
TWIST
Our plans are falling into three
categories. Boneheaded, insane, and
suicidal. Mine are the insane ones.
Danyael shrugs and walks outside to the balcony. Chris and
twist exchange a look.
CHRIS
Has he said anything to you yet
about what happened in Atlanta?
TWIST
Nothing. Either he's still stuck in
denial, or he's just very good at
getting over things, like seeing
everyone you know murdered
horrifically...
(glances to balcony)
I'll keep an eye on him, just in
case.
(off photos)
What are we trying to get, anyway?
CHRIS
Everything.
TWIST
Everything?
CHRIS
Everything. Some of the things I
spotted down there already make
Rengler a very dangerous man, so
it's time we took the chance to put
him out of action, once and for
all.
(beat; grins)
And besides, I want some of those
things!
As Chris and Twist share a grin, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
34 INT. RECEPTION AREA 34
The phone rings. Bobby leaps back in shock, waits a beat,
then answers.
BOBBY
Hello?
REMINGTON
(filtered; through phone)
The boss wants you to tag along
with Chris and that Twist girl,
keep an eye on them for him.
BOBBY
Okay. What about the new guy?
REMINGTON
Him too.
BOBBY
Okay. Are you sure? Hello? You
there?
REMINGTON
He says you better believe it,
Jacko.
Remington hangs up, and Bobby blinks a few times.
BOBBY
Okay, he's sure.
35 INT. RENGLER MANOR - STUDY 35
Remington pushes the phone away and turns to Rengler, leaning
back in his chair with a satisfied grin.
REMINGTON
Should I rally the troops?
RENGLER
Yes, that sounds like a plan. But
let's make it more incognito than
the last break-in. Okay?
REMINGTON
(nods)
Okay.
RENGLER
This Twist, she does intrigue me…
It'll give me a chance to play with
my, ah…
(beat; evil grin)
… my wonderful toys.
36 INT. UNDERGROUND COMPLEX 36
Dimly lit in a blue haze. In the middle of the complex is a
long, wooden table, and at either side are manacles.
Torture devices line the sides. You most certainly would not
want to be left down here, if these are the 'toys' Rengler is
referring to.
37 INT. PENTHOUSE SUITE 37
Danyael sits on the couch. He watches TV – a cheesy show on
BBC America (maybe Holby City), but looks distinctly fed up.
The pile of empty beer cans by his feet would indicate he's
been there a while.
DANYAEL
(grumpily)
Oh look, more repeats. Man, we need
something to happen round here
again!
TWIST (O.S.)
Hey, goth boy!
Twist stands in the doorway, dressed all in black, or what
she likes to refer to as 'stealth mode.'
TWIST (cont'd)
We'll need backup, Spook. That
means you. Get suited up.
Danyael leaps to his feet with a broad grin, and exits the
room, following Twist.
38 EXT. RENGLER ESTATE – TWILIGHT 38
At the manor, the lights are off. No one seems to be home.
Danyael stands, waiting, at the gate, wrapping his arms round
himself against the cold. In the background, we see Chris &
Twist effortlessly VAULT over the gate and approach the
Manor.
DANYAEL
Damn, it's cold.
(shivers)
And I'm a vampire – I know cold.
39 EXT. RENGLER ESTATE – TWILIGHT 39
Chris & Twist exchange a look, then with a sly wink Twist
throws her arms to the side, aiming them towards the roof.
TWIST
Go, go, gadget… uh, grappling hook
thingies!
Dual grappling hooks spill from either arm. She swings her
arms, and hurls them forward. They latch onto the rooftop
above with a distant CLUNK, and Twist starts to pull herself
along the ropes.
40 EXT. ROOFTOP – TWILIGHT 40
Twist reaches the rooftop. She discards the grappling hooks
and dusts herself off. She turns, and comes face to face with
Chris. She looks bewildered until he makes a jumping motion
with his hands. She shakes her head, and he chuckles.
TWIST
What now?
CHRIS
Give me a moment.
Chris walks across the rooftop, Twist follows. They move over
to the skylight, and Chris passes her his backpack.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Hold this.
TWIST
Huh?
Chris pulls a circular object from his jacket and rolls it on
top of the skylight. A beat. Nothing happens.
TWIST (cont'd)
Is something meant to-
The object explodes with a muffled POP, emitting a small puff
of dust.
TWIST (cont'd)
… happen?
She shakes her head. Chris walks over and grabs a pane of
glass, removing it from the skylight.
TWIST (cont'd)
Okay, that takes care of the
'breaking' part. What's the plan
with the 'entering' bit?
Chris smirks, then leaps down through the skylight,
disappearing out of view. Twist rushes over to the edge.
TWIST (cont'd)
Right. Yeah. Of course, because all
we have to do is just jump about
fifty feet to the ground. Perfect.
Twist shrugs, and starts humming the 'Mission: Impossible'
theme. She throws the bag through the empty pane of glass,
and leaps in after Chris.
41 INT. RENGLER MANOR - HALLWAY 41
Chris catches the falling bag as Twist lands on her feet next
to him, like a cat. She makes no noise, but pulls a
victorious kung fu pose as she stands up.
Chris rolls his eyes as he puts on the backpack, then motions
to the right. Twist nods, and they start walking, alert for
any danger.
42 EXT. STREET – TWILIGHT 42
Danyael is relaxing. Headphones on, he hums along but doesn't
notice the Manor lights start to flick on behind him.
His CD stops and he roots through his bag for another one,
still oblivious to the Manor coming to life.
43 INT. RENGLER MANOR - HALLYWAY. 43
Chris & Twist walk along, approaching the booby-trapped
corridor Chris encountered last time round. With a glance
back to Twist, Chris gingerly steps into the corridor.
44 EXT. RENGLER ESTATE – TWILIGHT 44
Remington walks out of the front door of the manor, and his
eyes narrow as he spots something.
Bobbing his head along with what's playing on his Discman,
Danyael smokes as he leans against the gates.
He scowls and picks a walkie-talkie out from his jacket.
REMINGTON
Target in sight. Over.
45 INT. CORRIDOR 45
We're back in the laser-beam trapped corridor, as Chris &
Twist exchange a wry look.
CHRIS
Ready?
TWIST
Ready!
Chris & Twist walk straight forward, towards the tiles. The
lasers in the ceiling are waiting expectantly for them as
they approach.
46 EXT. STREET – TWILIGHT 46
In a single bound, Remington hops the gate. Danyael turns
round, but Remington drops him with a right to the face. The
CD player crashes to the floor. Remington smirks and turns
away, as Danyael pops up, fangs out.
DANYAEL
(angry)
That was low, man!
Danyael swings a clumsy punch at Remington, but the larger
vamp easily dodges it and strikes back, quickly gaining the
upper hand.
Danyael's no fighter, and after a vicious right hook drops to
the floor, out for the count. Remington stamps on his
Discman, grinding it underfoot before raising the walkie
talkie again.
REMINGTON
Target neutralised.
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