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FADE IN:
15 EXT. CITY STREET. NIGHT. 15
Julie and Chesterton are standing by another police
roadblock, this one marking the edge of the evacuation area
around the tower.
Julie is in a heated discussion with the police SERGEANT in
charge, as Chesterton surreptitiously takes some readings off
a small handheld device that BEEPS urgently at him.
JULIE
And I'm telling you, two blocks is
not going to be enough! Do you have
any idea what the fallout from that
disturbance could be?
SERGEANT
Look, Miss-
JULIE
Platt. Julie Platt, Environmental
Agency.
SERGEANT
Yeah, yeah, I get where you're
from. Listen, I'm just a sergeant,
I don't have the authority to start
evacuating entire city blocks! You
need to speak to Chief Austin, he's
back over at that tower block.
JULIE
I'm not speaking to Chief Austin,
though, am I? I'm speaking to you.
And I'm telling you, sergeant...
(serious)
People are going to die if you
don't start moving them out of
here.
Julie stares into the officer's eyes for a long beat. He's
clearly torn between his duty and following Julie's advice -
and then finally, he sighs and nods.
SERGEANT
(resigned)
Alright, alright, I'll do what I
can.
JULIE
(beams)
Thank you. You've done the right
thing, sergeant...
SERGEANT
Wyche. Sergeant Wyche.
JULIE
(nods)
Thanks, sergeant.
As Sergeant Wyche heads over to start barking instructions
out to his men, Julie rejoins Chesterton, who looks alarmed
as he studies the readings on his device.
JULIE (cont'd)
I think they bought it. I flashed
my ID badge from the lab at him
real quick, lucky for me he was too
stressed to pay any attention.
(sees his worried look)
What's wrong?
CHESTERTON
(looking at device)
I'm picking up lots of strange
electronic signals, all around this
area.
He looks up, scanning the city streets all around.
CHESTERTON (cont'd)
It's almost as if...
JULIE
(beat)
'Almost as if' what? Terry, don't
do that trailing off mid-sentence
thing you do, that always means
something bad!
He glances back down at her, then starts to walk off. She
blinks, then catches up to him.
JULIE (cont'd)
Hey!
CHESTERTON
(concerned)
We have to check this out. I hope
I'm just getting interference from
the energy disturbance, but if
not...
He studies the device again, and Julie grabs his arm,
spinning him round to face her.
JULIE
Stop being a robot for two seconds,
Terry. What are you picking up?
CHESTERTON
If what I'm reading is right, then
spread in various locations all
round us, out to a square mile
radius, are enough high explosives
to smash this city into the ground.
JULIE
(horrified)
What?!?
Chesterton holds up the device, almost like an oversized
calculator with a small colour screen.
CHESTERTON
Bombs, Julie. Lots of them.
JULIE
(confused)
But- who would-
(closes eyes; sighs)
Malkuth.
CHESTERTON
We need to find them, and now!
He starts to jog away from her, and Julie catches up.
JULIE
Shouldn't we call David and the
others?
CHESTERTON
There's no time! Those things could
be set to go off at any second!
As Julie does her best to keep up with the long strides of
Chesterton as he runs towards a nearby office block, checking
his scanner device for directions, we cut to:
16 EXT. OUTSIDE SECOND REBEL BASE. NIGHT. 16
Twist is facing off against Shenoch, the wiry, feral vampire
eyeing her hungrily as she circles her opponent. Twist has
her bat raised, ready to swing.
Marx, meanwhile, has the much less fearsome looking Danyael
and Crane to get started on, Danyael positioning himself
bravely in front of Crane.
MARX
Is this it? These are the vamps who
the boss kept warning us about? Or
are you two just sidekicks, or
something?
Danyael may be pretty scared of the huge vamp facing him, but
he tries to put on a defiant face.
DANYAEL
Doesn't mean we can't kick your ass
just as well.
MARX
(chuckles)
Oh, this ought to be good... Okay,
rookie, you get a free hit, 'cause
I'm in such a good mood. Come on!
One hit, absolutely free.
Danyael glances uncertainly at Crane, who nods for him to
take the opportunity.
Danyael steps forward as Marx loosens up, pointing to his
chin and grinning.
MARX (cont'd)
Right there. Hit me as hard you
can.
Danyael hesitates, then balls up his fist and PUNCHES Marx
across the jaw.
Marx staggers backwards a few steps, and Danyael has a brief
moment of triumph...
Before with an almighty SLAM! Marx knocks him to the floor
with one huge right hook.
Danyael lands on his ass, blood streaming from his nose, as
Crane sets her jaw and gets her fists up, knowing there's no
escaping this fight.
MARX (cont'd)
Not bad. If you can land another on
me, though... then I'll be
impressed.
As Marx leaps forward to attack, we shift back to Twist.
TWIST
Come on, Pandora Peroxide, are you
gonna try and hit me or just stare
at me all night? I got more
important people to kill than you,
ya know.
With another HISS, Shenoch LEAPS forward, but Twist's
reflexes are quick enough for her to SMACK the bat hard into
the vampire's side, sending her rolling across the floor.
Twist punches the air in victory.
TWIST (cont'd)
All right! Revolution, one, system,
nil!
Shenoch FLIPS back onto her feet and charges at Twist again,
this time swatting the bat out of her hands and knocking her
to the ground.
As Twist struggles, trying to shove the snarling Shenoch off
her, we cut away to:
17 INT. TOWER - STAIRWELL. NIGHT. 17
Chris is making his way up the long, winding staircase of the
tower block, glancing above him every few steps to make sure
there's no one around.
He freezes when he hears VOICES echoing down the stairwell,
and he quickly pulls open a door leading onto one of the
buildings floors, ducking behind it.
Two VAMPIRES stroll casually into frame, heading back down
the staircase, chatting to each other.
VAMP #1
Yeah, so then I hear Carl
complaining about having to drag
whatever the hell that thing was up
the last few flights of stairs when
the lift broke.
VAMP #2
(chuckles)
Damn, he just gets it all bad, all
the time, doesn't he?
VAMP #1
You got any idea what it does?
The two vamps pass the door hiding Chris, but they don't
sense that he's there.
VAMP #2
Nope, all I know is it's got
something to do with whatever the
hell that big glowing ball of
lightning is up above the roof.
VAMP #1
You really think the boss knows
what he's doing?
VAMP #2
For the amount he's paying us? You
bet your ass I do!
The two Vampires LAUGH, passing out of view as they continue
down the stairs.
Chris steps carefully out from behind the door, looking
thoughtful.
After a beat, he glances above him again to check the coast
is clear, before he starts back up the staircase again.
We follow up him up a few more steps, before we cut to:
18 INT. OFFICE BLOCK - BASEMENT. NIGHT. 18
Chesterton strides across the basement level of the building
we found ourselves in earlier, sweeping his scanner device
left and right, studying its readings.
Julie catches up to him, out of breath, looking all around
the deserted floor.
JULIE
All right, I'll admit, that was a
neat trick you pulled to jimmy the
lock open to get us down here, but
what are we looking for? A big
parcel with a ticking clock
strapped to it?
CHESTERTON
I'm afraid I don't know, but given
the levels of the chemical readings
I'm picking up, it'll be something
small, about the size of a
paperback novel.
Julie looks round again - the basement is pretty big.
JULIE
Can you narrow it down at all? We
could be here hours and never find
it!
CHESTERTON
Just a minute... There!
He points towards the creaky old air conditioning unit and
jogs towards it.
He and Julie look all round the machinery, searching for the
bomb, when Julie spots the small box tucked away round the
back of it.
JULIE
Terry! Down here.
He cranes his head over, his expression darkening. He waves
the scanner device across the box and nods.
CHESTERTON
That's it. There's enough C-4
explosive in that package to bring
this whole building down, and blow
a hole in the street the size of a
football field.
JULIE
(puzzled)
This doesn't make any sense - if
Malkuth put these here, what's he
trying to blow up? And why?
CHESTERTON
We can worry about that later.
Right now, we have to get this
thing deactivated.
He looks down at the timer - there is less than thirty
minutes remaining as it counts down.
JULIE
You said there were more of them,
how are we going to get to them all
in time?
CHESTERTON
We're not.
Chesterton hands Julie his cell phone.
CHESTERTON (cont'd)
Call David, tell him what we've
found. I'll be able to give you
rough locations, they can do the
rest. Once I work out how to defuse
this one, it stands to reason that
the others can be shut down the
same way.
Julie starts to dial in Osbourne's number.
JULIE
That's a little bit of wishful
thinking, isn't it?
CHESTERTON
I'm afraid it's the only kind of
thinking we can have right now!
As Chesterton settles down next to the bomb, reaching into
his jacket pocket for something he can use to start taking it
apart, and Julie waits for Osbourne to pick up, we cut away
to:
19 EXT. CITY STREET. NIGHT. 19
We're back in the fight between the two groups of vampires.
Crane and Danyael have been pushed back towards the shop
front of the electronics store, Marx effortlessly raining
blows down on both of them as they try to fight back.
Twist still has her hands full with Shenoch, her face
scratched and bloody as Shenoch tries to rake her nails
across it again.
TWIST
Damn it! Quit with the scratching,
beyatch! You fight like a fricken
girl!
As if to prove her point, Twist HEADBUTTS Shenoch, planting a
boot in her stomach and kicking the vampire away from her as
she reels backwards.
Twist glances over to Danyael and Crane - but she hasn't got
time to go and help them, as with a SHRIEK Shenoch launches
herself at Twist again, sinking her fangs into Twist's
shoulder.
As Twist HOWLS in pain, we move back across to the other
fight - Danyael's attention wavers as he hears Twist cry out,
and Marx lands a solid uppercut to Danyael's jaw.
Danyael is sent flying backwards, CRASHING through the glass
window of the electronics shop and rolling back into the
store itself, knocking over two displays which collapse onto
him, showering him with various electrical goods.
Marx leers at Crane as he steps towards her, but as he
reaches out a hand to grab her by the neck, she quickly
scoops up a stray shard of glass, SLICING it across Marx's
neck.
Clinton staggers backwards, pressing a hand to his throat as
blood seeps out from behind his fingers, and Crane takes the
advantage to land a series of KICKS to the hulking vampire,
finally managing to knock him off his feet.
As Marx recovers, Crane leaps into the shop after Danyael.
20 INT. ELECTRONICS STORE. NIGHT. 20
Heaving the display racks off the stunned Danyael, Crane
drags him to his feet.
DANYAEL
(woozy)
What...
CRANE
No time! Come on!
She shoves him back towards the broken glass window, and they
both stumble out into the street.
21 EXT. CITY STREET. NIGHT. 21
Crane starts to pull Danyael away from the fight, but as he
sees Twist trying to shake off Shenoch, whose fangs are still
sunk deep into her shoulder, he yanks his arm away from
Crane.
DANYAEL
We're not leaving Twist!
CRANE
She can handle herself! Come on!
But Danyael is already marching over.
Desperately, Crane glances over to Marx - and with a look of
horror, sees that he's getting back to his feet, the slash
across his throat already healing up. He smirks at Crane
before starting to pace towards her.
Danyael reaches into frame and grabs Shenoch, trying to
wrench her away from Twist, but she's dug in too deep.
TWIST
Get her off me!
DANYAEL
I'm trying!
He PUNCHES Shenoch in the back, and she pulls her fangs out
of Twist's shoulder to YELL in pain.
That's all the space Twist needs, and she spins round,
grabbing her bat from the floor and CRACKING it across
Shenoch's skull.
Twist scrambles to her feet, wincing as she presses a hand to
her shoulder, but as Shenoch gets back to her feet, she tries
to block out the pain, ready for round two.
Marx stands by Shenoch as she recovers, the vampire pressing
her hands to her head, seeming to be in pain.
SHENOCH
(rambling)
Her blood... so many things...
Power! Power... she has power...
MARX
Get a grip, Shenoch! We've still
got three marks to kill here!
TWIST
Oh yeah? You want me to give your
girlfriend there another lesson in
the noble art of Goth Fu?
MARX
(scoffs)
She ain't my girlfriend, she's too
damn crazy!
(points at Twist)
Now you, I could have some real fun
with.
TWIST
Don't flatter yourself. Oh, and Bob
Marley called, says he wants his
hair back.
Marx grins and takes a step forward - then pauses as we hear
the sound of a BEEPER going off.
TWIST (cont'd)
(raises eyebrow)
Aww, is it past your bedtime?
Marx glares at her, then turns to Shenoch.
MARX
Let's go.
To Twist's surprise, the two vampires turn tail and run,
racing back towards the main city centre.
DANYAEL
(confused)
What the hell just happened?
TWIST
(frowns)
I have no idea...
(recovers)
Come on, after them!
DANYAEL
(incredulous)
'After them'?
They just wiped the floor with us,
and you want to go after them
again?
Twist is already running, shouting back over her shoulder to
Danyael and Crane.
TWIST
They've got to be leaving for a
reason, Spook! Let's go find out
what it is!
With a resigned look, Danyael starts running too, with Crane
close behind, and as the three vampires begin their pursuit,
we cut to:
22 INT. TOWER - STAIRWELL. NIGHT. 22
Chris is still busy bounding up the stairs, nearing the
highest floors of the tower by now. He comes to the top of
the staircase, which leads to a landing with a large pair of
double doors.
Chris walks up to the doors and throws them open, stepping
out into:
23 INT. TOWER - TOP FLOOR. NIGHT. 23
The highest floor below the roof is a wide, open space,
reserved for executive parking, with a ramp leading back down
off to the right of the screen.
That's not what catches Chris' attention however - the large
posse of demons and vampires that are gathered all around the
floor do instead.
As Chris takes a beat to survey the floor, the various bad
guys all start to notice him, nudging each other and pointing
as they start to advance en masse towards him.
VAMPIRE
Hey, hero! You looking for a fight,
or what?
Chris weighs up his odds. Just him versus almost a hundred
opponents.
He closes his eyes, takes a deep, meditative breath, then
opens his eyes again, his steely gaze falling on the closest
pack of vamps as they saunter cockily towards him.
CHRIS
I was looking for a fight or two,
yes...
(grins)
... but in the circumstances, you
lot will have to do.
The pack of vampires scowl, then as one CHARGE towards him,
and as Chris raises his katana to meet their attack, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
24 INT. OFFICE BLOCK - BASEMENT. NIGHT. 24
We're back with Julie and Chesterton, Julie pacing up and
down, talking into the cell phone, as Chesterton continues to
work on the bomb, several pieces of its casing on the floor
around him, a small set of screwdrivers from a tiny wallet
next to him as well.
JULIE
No, Susan, I don't know exactly
where it'll be! Terry said it's
most likely going to be hidden
somewhere in the sub levels, so
start there. We found ours behind
an air conditioning unit, so look
for anything that could hide it.
(beat; listens)
Hang on, I'll check.
(to Chesterton)
How are we doing?
CHESTERTON
(concentrating)
We're a little behind schedule...
Julie waits for more, but Chesterton is too focused on what
he's doing. With a heavy-hearted look that means she knows
she's in trouble, she speaks back into the phone.
JULIE
Susan? You'd better hurry.
She hangs up, the concern all over her face as we cut to:
25 EXT. TOWER - ROOFTOP. NIGHT. 25
We're looking out across the cluttered roof of the tower
building at the heart of all the trouble, the blazing ball of
energy now about twenty metres across, illuminating the whole
roof with flashes of light, its dark surface swirling
ominously.
Watching it proudly is Malkuth, hands behind his back, and as
we push towards him, we see a large, bulky contraption set up
in front of him, at the very edge of the roof.
It looks like it's been stitched together from about ten
different machines, its ill-fitting components held together
with generous amounts of duct tape and welding.
A long, lightning rod-esque pole stretches up from the far
end of the device, aiming up at the ball of energy, and a
thin trail of white light seems to be connecting one to the
other.
Malkuth starts talking to someone just off screen.
MALKUTH
I know it isn't much to look at,
but it certainly does the job. I
always find that you get the best
results by mixing and matching,
anyway! Adds a little character.
We pan to the right - and see the four terrified sisters of
Karma huddled together, chained at the wrists and ankles with
coils of long, black cables, all of which seem to be feeding
back into the machine.
Malkuth crouches near Grace, lifting her chin up with one
finger to gaze into her eyes as she shakes with fear.
MALKUTH (cont'd)
Now, I can't promise that this
isn't going to hurt, but you have
my word that your deaths afterward
will be quick and as painless as I
can manage.
(beat)
That is, of course, if you ladies
all promise to play nicely and do
exactly as I say.
GRACE
(terrified)
W-we'll- we'll n-never-
MALKUTH
Oh, I'm afraid you will.
Malkuth stands, grinning his sinister smile down at the girls
for a beat, before we hear the SLAM of a door opening off
screen.
Malkuth turns round, his expression almost dropping into
surprise, but catching itself halfway and reverting to his
trademark smirk.
To the accompaniment of 'Sand's Theme' by Tonto's Giant Nuts,
Chris steps out through a second pair of double doors, behind
which is a ramp leading down into the top floor car park of
the tower.
Chris looks in bad shape, his clothing torn in several places
and cuts all over his body, but his blood-soaked katana tells
us he gave as good as he got.
As he walks out slowly into the rain, we can just make out
the scattered bodies of lots and lots of dead demons and
vampires, littering the floor behind him.
MALKUTH (cont'd)
Well, well. You made it at last! I
was beginning to wonder if you'd
ever show up, you know.
CHRIS
Wouldn't miss it for the world.
Chris continues to pace forward, a glimmer of hope crossing
the face of the Karma girls as they see him.
CHRIS (cont'd)
I still haven't figured out what
this is yet, Malkuth, but that
doesn't matter.
Chris points his katana straight at his nemesis.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Tonight, I put a stop to you.
Permanently.
Malkuth LAUGHS, a brazen, chesty guffaw that echoes across
the windswept rooftop.
MALKUTH
You still haven't got a clue what's
going on, have you?
CHRIS
Why don't you enlighten me? It's a
little late for vague hints and
stalling now.
MALKUTH
(beat)
Alright. I hope you're sitting
comfortably.
Chris narrows his eyes, and as Malkuth takes a few steps
towards him, ready to begin the exposition at last, we cut
away to:
26 EXT. OUTSIDE TOWER. NIGHT. 26
Marx and Shenoch sprint into frame, sidestepping the dead
cops as they bound up the steps towards the tower's entrance,
disappearing inside.
Moments later, Twist, Danyael and Crane run into the scene,
Twist the only one of them with any energy left by now.
TWIST
Come on! Keep up, guys, we can't
let those critters get away now!
DANYAEL
(wheezing)
Wait... Just a minute!
TWIST
We can wait when they're dead!
CRANE
(panting)
Danyael's... right...
TWIST
(rolls eyes)
Am I the only one with even a vague
sense of urgency here?
(points to tower)
Bad guys!
DANYAEL
Just give me a second, Twist... I
need to get my breath back!
TWIST
(exasperated)
What 'breath'? You're a vampire,
you helmet! You don't breathe!
Danyael pauses - he's never considered this before.
DANYAEL
Then why-
CRANE
It's a reflex action. Your body
still acts like its breathing, even
though it doesn't need to. All of
us vampires do it.
TWIST
Thank you. That's the first
practical line of thinking to come
out of your word hole since we met
tonight!
Crane glares at Twist, but Twist is already heading back
towards the tower.
TWIST (cont'd)
Screw you guys. I'm going up there,
with or without you.
(quietly)
Chris needs me.
As Twist reaches the door, Danyael finally gets moving, Crane
following again, and as the three vampires disappear into the
building, we cut to:
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