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13 INT. TROOP CARRIER. NIGHT. 13
Chris settles down next to Julie as the carrier rattles down
the sewer tunnel.
CHRIS
Hey there.
JULIE
(grins)
Hey yourself.
CHRIS
(beat)
So…
Another beat, before Julie chuckles at Chris' expression.
JULIE
Oh, for God's sake, Chris, will you
relax? I'm not mad still about what
happened.
CHRIS
Are you sure? Because if I was you,
I know I'd still be pretty upset
about it all…
JULIE
Well, I'm not you, am I? Look, I
know you going all Lon Chaney
wasn't your fault, you did your
best to fix me up afterwards and I
just can't bear the thought of you
getting another frown line because
of me!
Chris nods, satisfied, as commando Page steps over.
PAGE
We've picked up some signals
matching the traces we found at the
other scenes, Doctor. We'll reach
them in a few minutes.
JULIE
Thank you, Page. Good work.
Page salutes and steps away.
CHRIS
Getting used to a position of
power?
JULIE
(grins)
It has its perks…
We cut from the troop carrier to:
14 INT. PSYCHICS LAB. NIGHT. 14
We pan across what resembles a doctor's office, with
anatomical wall charts and models spread across several
desks, before picking up LIZZIE, a young, skinny blonde woman
sitting in a large, dentists-style chair with electrode pads
attached to her temples, and DR. TRACY BLACK, the middle
aged, matronly head of this department.
BLACK
Alright then, Lizzie, we'll try
this again. Keep your eyes closed,
and concentrate your thoughts.
LIZZIE
Will do, Doc.
Black scoops up a pack of large cards from the desk and holds
one up with its back towards Lizzie. On the reverse, we see a
star symbol.
BLACK
Begin.
LIZZIE
(beat)
Star.
Black holds up a card with a square symbol.
LIZZIE (cont'd)
Square.
This continues for three more cards, until:
TWIST (O.S.)
Now that is cool!
Lizzie opens her eyes and looks over - and we see Twist
standing in the doorway of the office, grinning.
TWIST (cont'd)
I always thought that bit at the
start of Ghostbusters was just for
comedy, I never realised people
actually did that!
BLACK
(turns to Twist)
I'm sorry, you are…?
TWIST
Twist. I'm here with Chris
Berkeley, he said I could look
around.
BLACK
I'm sure he did, Miss 'Twist,' but
I'm in the middle of a consultation
here, I'm afraid I'll have to ask-
LIZZIE
Naah, you know what, Doc? Let's
leave it for tonight. I'm kinda
tired, I could use a break.
Black looks back to Lizzie, not looking best pleased.
BLACK
Very well. We'll start again in the
morning.
Black starts to pack her equipment away as Lizzie pops off
the pads and hops out of the chair. She takes Twist by the
arm as she reaches the doorway.
LIZZIE
I'll show Twist around, keep her
out of your way!
TWIST
Uh… okay.
Lizzie leads Twist off screen with a grin.
15 INT. LAB - CORRIDOR. NIGHT. 15
Lizzie and Twist walk past a series of doors with two-way
mirrors, showing other, similar offices beyond.
LIZZIE
You're new round here, aren't you?
TWIST
Well, sort of, I'm-
LIZZIE
Here with that Chris guy, yeah, I
heard. Mr. Osbourne's been talking
about him visiting all week, I
think he's pretty psyched about it.
(grins)
No pun intended.
TWIST
So… you're psychic, huh?
LIZZIE
Yup. And you know what? I knew you
were going to say that.
TWIST
Be serious for a second!
(beat)
Oh God, I can't believe I actually
just said that…
LIZZIE
You want to ask me something?
TWIST
Yeah, that's why I snuck down here.
I saw the big sign saying 'Psychics
& ESP Division,' and followed the
blue line all the way to you.
LIZZIE
Come on, my room's just round here.
I'd rather not talk out in the
open, too many people could be
listening.
Lizzie leads Twist down another corridor at a T-junction.
16 INT. TROOP CARRIER. NIGHT. 16
The commandos are locked and loaded as we hear the carrier
apply its brakes. Chris stands, helping Julie up.
HILL
We're here. The target location
will be just across the street when
we hit the surface. There aren't
many civilians around so we
shouldn't be seen.
CHRIS
Check. How many targets are inside?
HILL
Just three, so considering there's
ten of us, we should be fine.
Chris does a quick head count he realises there's one person
missing - eight commandos and then himself.
We hear the CLICK of a gun loading, and pull back to see that
Julie has donned a black suit and body armour too.
CHRIS
(beat)
Julie?
JULIE
Yeah?
CHRIS
I'm sorry, I- You're coming with
us?
Julie looks across at him, surprised that he'd question her.
JULIE
Yes, of course! Why do you think
I'm here? I'm occult and magic
backup for the security team.
Chris blinks - he's never considered Julie as a fighter. He
doesn't get much time to think as the carrier jolts to a
stop, and Hill reaches up and pops the roof hatch.
17 EXT. CITY STREET. NIGHT. 17
We're looking down on a manhole cover as it slides out of the
way, with first Hill, then Robbins, and then Chris climbing
out of the hole. Hill sweeps the area, gun up, as Chris helps
the rest of the team out. Julie is last.
Hill motions towards a closed nightclub opposite, and the
team hustle towards it, crouched low and moving fast.
They reach the doorway, and Hill swipes down a keycard to
hack the lock open.
18 INT. CLOSED NIGHTCLUB. NIGHT. 18
The team moves silently into the building, spreading out
to cover every angle as Chris and Hill head for the centre of
the room. Julie is behind them, sweeping a hand held radar
scanner around. She points to one corner, and Hill nods and
creeps forward.
We're looking out from behind an overturned table with the
sound of laboured breathing as Hill approaches. Chris reaches
out, and with one sudden snap of his wrist pulls the table
back.
A man rolls out onto the floor, and the team jump back, guns
ready. Chris holds up his hands.
CHRIS
It's alright, he's not armed.
Chris leans down - the man is a vampire, GRUBS, and his
difficult breathing is a result of the large wooden stake
embedded in his neck. He tries to sit up, and Hill helps.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Who are you? Can you tell us what
happened here?
PAGE (O.S.)
Chris?
Hill looks round - Page has found two more bodies, slumped
across the bar counter against the back wall.
PAGE (cont'd)
There's more of them back here. All
vampires, all staked.
CHRIS
(to Grubs)
Was this a rebel nest? Were you
attacked?
GRUBS
There were… three… three of them…
Chris frowns and lets Grubs rest again. He stands, and Hill
joins him as the rest of the squad regroup.
JULIE
What do you think?
CHRIS
I'm sure he didn't mean three
vampires, there's no way just three
trads would be able to wipe out a
whole nest. He may have meant some
kind of demon or monster, but I
can't see or sense any trace of
anything.
JULIE
I'll keep looking, we may have
missed something.
Hill's men fan out, leaving Chris with his thoughts.
19 INT. LIZZIE'S ROOM. NIGHT. 19
Twist looks round the small bedroom Lizzie has been allocated
- she's personalised it where possible with stacks of books
and magazines, posters and paintings. Lizzie is sat on the
single bed, watching Twist.
LIZZIE
You've got a lot of secrets,
haven't you? Things you don't like
to tell people.
TWIST
Something like that… I guess I
prefer dealing with stuff on my
own. How about you? How'd you end
up here?
LIZZIE
My parents sent me here when I was
little. I think it was when I had
an argument with Mom one morning
and sent her into a coma that made
people think I wasn't a hundred per
cent normal…
TWIST
Jeez! Was she okay?
LIZZIE
Luckily, yeah. Dad said I needed to
learn more about my abilities, more
to make sure I didn't hurt anyone
than anything else, but not long
after that, Dr. Black visited us,
and soon after that, here I was.
Twist sits down at the foot of the bed.
LIZZIE (cont'd)
So are you gonna ask me?
TWIST
Ask you what?
LIZZIE
(rolls eyes)
I'm a reader, I'm not stupid.
You're wondering about the visions
you keep having. What they mean.
TWIST
Well… yeah. I just put them down to
bad dreams and an overactive, Star
Wars-fuelled imagination, but
lately-
LIZZIE
Lately they've been getting
stronger. Like, the stronger they
are, the worse the warning. Right?
Twist nods. Lizzie reaches out to take one of her hands.
TWIST
I hate this part…
LIZZIE
(closes eyes)
Relax. Concentrate. Try not to
think of anything.
(beat; grins)
Especially that!
TWIST
Huh?
LIZZIE
Just messing with ya. Alright. You
try to recall the last thing you
saw, I'll watch it with you and
we'll see what I pick up. Can you
do that?
TWIST
I'll try…
A beat as the two girls sit in silence, Lizzie frowning and
rubbing her hands over Twist's as she focuses. Suddenly, with
a white FLASH, they both GASP, Lizzie lurching backwards and
Twist sliding off the bed.
TWIST (cont'd)
What the hell was that?
LIZZIE
(breathless)
I don't know… I saw… men, our men…
the security team, they were being…
oh, God… they were being killed!
TWIST
(urgent)
Chris!
Twist leaps to her feet and races out of Lizzie's room.
20 INT. CLOSED NIGHTCLUB. NIGHT. 20
Chris is lifting tables and chairs as Julie watches her
scanner beside him, but with no results.
CHRIS
Nothing. Not even a bloodstain that
didn't come from our unfortunate
friends.
JULIE
What could have done this? Take out
an entire rebel nest without
getting scratched?
CHRIS
I don't know, maybe it's-
They both spin round as we hear a SCREAM behind them.
We whip round and see one of the commandos being lifted into
the air by his throat, legs kicking, by Marx, as Shenoch has
her fangs in the neck of another unfortunate soldier. Ramsay
stands behind them, grinning.
The remaining commandos leap to action, surrounding the
vampires and levelling their weapons, but the Marx just
grins, snapping the commando's neck.
MARX
Alright, fleshbags! You're all
about to take part in a new science
experiment. You excited?
Chris narrows his eyes and draws his katana.
RAMSAY
(to Chris)
And you especially, freak boy. The
boss told us we could have some fun
with you.
As the vamps start to snigger, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
21 INT. CLOSED NIGHTCLUB. NIGHT. 21
And we're straight into the action - Page flies across the
screen and slams awkwardly into the wall, followed by another
commando, this one very much dead as he slides down to the
floor.
We're with Chris as he attacks Marx, slashing out with his
sword, but Marx just deflects the blade with his forearms,
his thick leather jacket sparking as though lined with steel.
Marx finally swats Chris' sword out of his hands and PUNCHES
him in the gut, sending Chris flying back through the air. He
smashes through two tables on his way down.
Marx steps right up to Julie, who freezes as he towers over
her. With a malicious chuckle, he reaches out and grabs her
by the throat, lifting her into the air.
Robbins and Hill appear behind the vamp, opening up with the
guns and blasting him, but the hulking beast shrugs off the
bullets and continues squeezing the life out of Julie. Julie
starts to fade away…
And then CHOP! Chris's sword streaks back into frame, lopping
Marx's forearm off as Chris yells with exertion. Julie drops,
coughing, to the floor, and Chris scoops her up and out of
the way.
CHRIS
Are you alright?
JULIE
I'll be fi- look out!
THUD! Chris is knocked sideways as Shenoch throws him out of
the way, swatting Julie out of the way and charging towards
one of the remaining commandos.
Chris recovers and looks up as the commando SCREAMS – Shenoch
is busy chomping down on his neck, and with a spray of blood
the soldier falls limp.
As Chris watches, eyes wide, Marx picks up his detached
forearm and presses it to the bloody stump.
There is a HISS, and the two parts seem to fuse together –
within moments, the arm is good as new.
CHRIS
Get out! Fall back! Fall back!
Chris gathers up the dazed Julie and races towards the exit.
Robbins and Hill let out another few bursts of fire to push
the vampires back before turning and running after Chris.
22 EXT. CITY STREET. NIGHT. 22
Chris holds the manhole cover up as Julie groggily makes her
way down towards the carrier below, quickly followed by
Robbins and Hill.
A SNARL heralds the arrival of the vampires, who start to
dash across the street towards Chris. He drops out of sight
and closes the manhole behind him.
The first vamp reaches out for the cover, but a yellow FLASH
and small explosion blows him off his feet.
23 INT. SEWER TUNNEL. NIGHT. 23
Chris looks up towards the cover as sparks rain down onto
him. Hill shields his eyes against it.
HILL
What was that?
CHRIS
Booby trap. Just had time to lay a
quick trap spell over the entrance
before I dived in. That won't
distract them for long, let's get
back to base!
Hill nods and hops into the carrier, followed by Chris.
24 INT. TYPSY'S BAR. NIGHT. 24
With the place now looking more like a lounge bar, Malkuth
wanders into frame, sipping an oversized cocktail as the
assembled vamps, human heavies and demons in the rest of the
room chatter to themselves over the jukebox.
His three vamps enter, and everyone in the room parts to let
them walk up to Malkuth.
MALKUTH
Ah good, Curly, Moe and Larry. Did
you take out the second rebel nest?
MARX
Yeah, but…
MALKUTH
But what? I don't like people using
the word 'but.' It generally makes
me want to hurt them.
RAMSAY
We hit resistance. Nothing major, a
bunch of guys who looked like a
SWAT team, and that Chris guy you
told us to watch out for was with
them.
MALKUTH
(grins)
Excellent! Was the girl with him?
RAMSAY
Well, a girl was with him, she was
kinda petite, had brown hair.
MALKUTH
(frowns)
No, that's not her. She must be
nearby if he's here, however –
those two are like Lois and Clark,
never one without the other. Keep
looking. You have two more rebel
settlements to wipe out in this
area before we move on.
(beat)
And what happened to your arm?
Marx examines the forearm Chris severed, now back in place.
Blood stains his jacket around the wound. He grimaces and
turns back to Malkuth.
MARX
That Chris prick is what happened,
little bastard took it right off!
MALKUTH
But I'll bet you found it stuck
back on as easy as it came off, eh?
You've got me to thank for that!
The trio share a group Evil Laugh.
25 INT. SECURITY DEPARTMENT. NIGHT. 25
Twist paces anxiously inside the empty bay, rushing over to
the access doors as they slide up, revealing the parked troop
carrier.
The hatch pops open and Chris walks out, carrying Julie who
we see has a nasty cut on her arm. A despondent looking Hill
and Robbins are next out.
TWIST
What happened?
CHRIS
(passing Julie to Twist)
We have a major problem. Three of
them, to be precise.
TWIST
Vampires? Monsters? What?
CHRIS
Vampires. Three incredibly powerful
ones, like nothing I've ever seen.
They shrugged off bullets, and one
even managed to stick his arm back
on after I'd cut it off…
Twist grimaces as Hill sits down, head in his hands.
TWIST
Where's the rest of the team?
HILL
Dead. All of them.
TWIST
Jeez. I'm sorry.
HILL
(to Chris)
What the hell were those things?
CHRIS
That, Sergeant, is what I intend to
find out…
Chris heads off screen, and we cut to:
26 INT. LAB – CONTROL ROOM. NIGHT. 26
Osbourne paces up and down inside the room as the rest of his
team look on.
OSBOURNE
This is bad. Very bad indeed.
That's six good men we lost
tonight.
CHRIS
David, I think I can guess who's
behind this.
Osbourne looks up, and nods when he meets Chris' gaze.
OSBOURNE
Malkuth.
CHRIS
It's the kind of stunt he pulls.
I'm guessing there've been attacks
on the other rebel cells in the
city, Dan?
DANYAEL
Yeah, two cells out of four down
already, no word from the third.
I'm heading out to the fourth, see
if we can get them out of there and
back here before those two goons
show up.
KAY
I'll go with you, if they show up
you'll need some added firepower.
Danyael nods, relieved, as Twist raises her hand.
CHRIS
Yes?
TWIST
I know this is going to sound
weird, but… can I stay here when
you guys head back out?
CHRIS
You're right, that does sound weird
– it's not like you to pass up the
chance of a fight, Twist, what's
wrong?
TWIST
(guiltily)
Oh, nothing, I've found some, uh,
research I can do here, just wanted
to follow it up. It might help.
Twist smile hopefully. Chris raises an eyebrow but lets it
pass, and Twist sighs with relief.
CHRIS
Alright. Danyael, you and Doctor
Kay carry on to the last rebel
hideout, I'll take the third and
head straight to you if it's been
hit already.
Everyone stands and files out of the room. Julie starts to
leave but Chris takes her by the arm. She winces and they
hang back to talk.
JULIE
Watch that hand, mister, I took a
good, old-fashioned war wound in
case you didn't notice!
CHRIS
I did notice. Come on, let me patch
you up properly.
JULIE
Hey, what's that supposed to mean?
I'll have you know I-
CHRIS
Did a sloppy job because you were
rushing.
A beat. Julie sighs – he's right.
27 INT. DR. BLACK'S OFFICE. NIGHT. 27
The office is in darkness, but after a CLICK the door opens,
and Lizzie and Twist sneak inside. Lizzie starts flicking
lights on as Twist studies the big black chair.
LIZZIE
You nervous?
TWIST
Huh? Oh, no, just… what are we
gonna do here, exactly?
LIZZIE
We're going to do what the Doc's
been doing to me for the past few
years. We're testing you for levels
of telepathic energy, see if you've
got ESP or something else cool like
that.
TWIST
'Cool' ain't the word I'd use…
Lizzie gently guides Twist into the chair.
LIZZIE
Relax. I know how to do this. Been
reading the Doc's mind for years, I
could set this thing up in my
sleep!
Twist fails to look reassured as Lizzie switches on a few of
the machines and computers surrounding the chair and picks up
a pair of electrode pads.
LIZZIE (cont'd)
Now then. Close your eyes and think
happy thoughts, and we'll get this
started.
Twist bites her lip but closes her eyes as Lizzie carefully
applies the pads.
We push in close on the unfolding multi colour diagram of
Twist's brainwave activity, before we dissolve to:
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