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TEASER
FADE IN:
1 INT. WHITE ROOM - NIGHT. 1
We fade in from brilliant white to make out what appears to
be a hospital bed, with somebody lying peacefully on it.
As the whiteness starts to fade away, we can make out the
features of the person on the bed - and it's TWIST, her long,
blonde hair neatly combed and her sleeping expression telling
us she's deep in dream land at the moment. She's dressed in a
typical plain white hospital gown.
The whiteness continues to fade around her, and as we push in
on Twist we begin to make out details in the room around her -
other beds lined up either side of her, all empty.
We push right up to Twist as the whiteness disappears, and we
can clearly see now that we're in some kind of otherwise
deserted hospital ward, and also that what skin of Twist's we
can see is covered with scratches and marks.
Suddenly, Twist's eyes FLICK OPEN!
She sits bolt upright with a GASP, gulping down deep breaths
of air on reflex as her hands grip the edge of the bed for
support.
Twist looks round the empty ward with wide eyes - we can hear
the sound of heavy wind and rain rattling the windows, but
the only other sounds are Twist's gasps of breath and the
heart monitor.
She tries to swing her legs off the bed but winces, looking
down at her arm.
An IV drip is in her arm, a yellow powder sprinkled liberally
over it. She follows the IV tube back up to a fresh packet of
blood hanging above her.
Confused to all heck, Twist yanks the IV out of her arm with
a YELP, and with unsteady feet she tries to stand off the
bed.
She has some difficulty walking - it's clearly been a while
since she last used her legs, and she pushes against the beds
around her for support as she struggles along.
Pausing for a moment, she runs a hand back through her hair -
and freezes as she feels something there.
Spotting a small vanity mirror on a bedside table nearby, she
staggers over and lifts it up, parting her hair to get a
better look.
There's a long scar running along her head, as though she
suffered a particularly bad head wound.
Agitated, she drops the mirror and heads towards the only
door in the room as the noise of the storm outside kicks up a
gear.
Rattling the handle, she finds that the door is locked.
Frustrated, she takes a step back, lines up and KICKS the
door - promptly knocking herself flat on her ass!
She pouts as she sits on the floor for a beat.
TWIST
(mumbles)
Yeah, real smooth, Twist...
Pushing herself back to her feet, she reaches for the handle
again when she hears FOOTSTEPS approaching on the other side
of the door.
Twist quickly ducks to one side, waiting as we hear a key
turn in the door.
It swings open, and she tenses as she watches somebody step
into the ward.
It's a young DOCTOR in his white coat, fairly unassuming
looking with his glasses and short black hair - but that
doesn't stop Twist YELLING a battle cry and SHOVING the man
to the ground!
As the doctor sprawls on the floor, Twist dashes outside.
2 INT. CORRIDOR - CONTINUOUS. 2
Twist barrels out into a long, plain corridor, looking like
the basement of some kind of building. In her bare feet, she
hustles down the corridor, putting as much distance as she
can between herself and the ward, despite not exactly being
able to run.
She turns as she hears a voice behind her.
DOCTOR (O.S.)
Hey! Wait!
The doctor has recovered and followed her out of the ward,
gaining quickly on her.
Twist tries to pick up speed, approaching a pair of swing
doors up ahead, and barging through them into:
3 INT. OVERHEAD WALKWAY - CONTINUOUS 3
Twist finds herself in another long corridor, but this one is
suspended over a series of open-plan rooms below her, visible
through large glass panels set into the corridor walls.
Twist slows and frowns, the scene triggering something in her
memory, but as she hears the doctor push through the doors
behind her, she starts up her escape again.
The corridor splits into a T-junction ahead, and Twist tears
round it to the right - and barrels straight into somebody!
As both figures are knocked to the ground, twist lands
heavily on her back, what little wind she did have knocked
out of her.
The doctor skids into the scene, looking down on her as she
blinks, trying to focus again.
TWIST
Alright, look, I don't know who you
are, baumgartner, but you stick one
more thing in me, and I'll stick-
CHRIS (O.S.)
Twist?
Twist blinks and sits up - and sees that the person she just
ran into is none other than her partner CHRIS!
He stares at her with a mixture of relief and surprise as he
stands, holding out a hand to help her up.
Twist hesitates, but then lets Twist pull her to her feet.
His hair is a little neater and shorter, but this is
obviously still the same guy.
Chris takes off his long leather coat and wraps it round her
as the doctor starts to reel out an apology.
DOCTOR
I'm so sorry, Mr. Berkeley, I was
just going in to check on her, same
way I always do, when she just
attacked me and started running,
and I-
CHRIS
(interrupts)
It's alright, Sean. Get back to the
ward, I'll bring her along in a
moment.
The doctor nods, and with a last glance at Twist heads back
down the corridor.
Twist turns to Chris, the old fire back in her eyes.
TWIST
Alright, two words. 'What' and
'the?'
CHRIS
(smiles)
It's good to see you on your feet
again, Twist.
TWIST
Yeah, yeah, you too. Can we get
back to the 'what the?'
CHRIS
Don't worry, you're safe. Let's get
back to the ward and I'll explain
everything that you've missed.
TWIST
Woah, hold up - 'missed'? How long
have I been out?
CHRIS
(beat)
Almost three months.
A long beat as Twist's jaw drops.
TWIST
(quietly)
Oh...
And from her dazed expression, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
4 EXT. NEW YORK - OUTSIDE TOWER BLOCK - NIGHT. 4
Back in the closing moments of the last time we joined Chris,
we're looking at the entrance to a tall inner city tower as
heavy rain lashes the scene before us.
An abandoned police barricade has cordoned off the area, and
a news crew van is parked alongside two large police vans.
There isn't another soul in sight.
Chris stumbles out into the open air, the storm abating and
the rain thinning out as he looks up to the sky, gratefully
opening his mouth to catch a little rainwater.
He doesn't spot the person approaching him, pacing casually
across the abandoned barricade. His eyes closed, Chris is
startled by a sudden voice:
VOICE (O.S.)
Despite everything I loathe about
him, there's the one thing I always
admire about Malkuth.
Chris looks across - and facing him is CIEGUE, the blind
assassin who Chris only just managed to defeat last time they
met. He smiles at Chris, his dark sunglasses reflecting the
emerging moonlight overhead.
CIEGUE
He always has another backup plan.
Ciegue draws his sword with a rapid SWISH, and he takes a
step towards Chris, who stands his ground.
CIEGUE (cont'd)
So I guess there's only one
question we need to answer now,
Chris.
Chris closes his eyes, knowing he's about to enter another
fight he may not walk away from.
CIEGUE (cont'd)
Do you really think you can beat me
a second time?
Chris opens his eyes, gripping his katana blade tightly, and
Ciegue smiles broadly.
CIEGUE (cont'd)
Let's find out.
Ciegue snaps into a fighting stance, and a clearly already
exhausted and weary-looking Chris does the same.
CHRIS
I don't have time for this, Ciegue.
You'd save both of us a lot of
trouble if you just walked away.
CIEGUE
I'm afraid I can't do that. I don't
know what you did to Malkuth up
there, but he brought me in as his
backup. If anything happened to
him, it became my duty to make sure
you never leave this city.
The two old enemies start to circle one another, their gazes
locked on each other.
CIEGUE (cont'd)
Just out of interest, what did you
do to Malkuth?
CHRIS
Used his own magic against him. I
converted the energy he'd summoned
up there into a transportation
portal, and then just threw him
into it.
CIEGUE
(nods)
Very neat and tidy. Where did you
send him?
CHRIS
(shrugs)
Haven't a clue.
Ciegue grins - and then suddenly CHARGES forward, trying to
catch Chris off guard.
Chris' reflexes are still razor sharp, and he raises his
katana to block Ciegue's serrated sword with a loud CLANG of
metal.
They push against each other for a beat, before there is a
sudden BOOM from some distant explosion, and both men are
thrown off their feet.
They flip back up to recover, Chris looking alarmed as he
flicks his eyes left and right, searching for the source of
the explosion.
CIEGUE
Was that anything to do with you?
CHRIS
Most likely yes.
CIEGUE
So I suppose you'll be wanting to
finish me off quickly and go and
investigate, right?
CHRIS
That's the idea.
CIEGUE
(smiles)
So take your best shot.
Chris waits a beat - then LUNGES forward again, and as the
sparks fly from the two clashing swords, we cut to:
5 INT. TUNNELS - NIGHT. 5
We're locked inside the grim, earthy tunnels with Twist and
DANYAEL, their only way out sealed off by a solid slab of
stone that has fallen over the exit.
Danyael heaves against it, trying and failing to move it,
while a dejected Twist stares down at a child sized shop
dummy, seated on a chair in the middle of the room. Twist is
still wearing Chris' fedora.
Barred cell doors line the tunnel, with flickering lamps
embedded into the walls offering little light for the two
captive vampires.
Twist looks up as Danyael grunts, his muscles straining as he
tries to lift the slab again.
TWIST
Forget it, Spook, we're stuck.
Danyael stands, wiping the sweat from his brow and throwing
an angry scowl at Twist.
DANYAEL
So what? So we just sit here and
rot? Forget it! Until we figure
something else out, I'm gonna keep
trying to open this door, or slab,
or whatever the hell it is.
TWIST
There's probably another way out
somewhere. Sitting here and
watching you get a hernia isn't
exactly something I'd class as a
'plan.'
Twist looks down at the shop dummy again, and Danyael heads
over, his expression sympathetic.
DANYAEL
(off dummy)
What would you have done if that
actually was your sister?
TWIST
(distracted)
Huh? Oh. I don't know. I'm just
pissed that I let Malkuth use it to
trick me into coming down here.
With one last look at the dummy, she KICKS the chair over
with some force, almost breaking it and the dummy in two.
Danyael watches her for a beat - and Twist suddenly tears up,
trying to hold in a sob of frustration but failing. Danyael
quickly throws his arms round her, holding her tight as she
starts to cry.
DANYAEL
(soothing)
Ssh. Come on. It's nothing.
Twist pushes herself away from him, wiping the tears away and
trying to shake off the emotions.
TWIST
No, it isn't. That stupid half
demon baumgartner pushed the wrong
buttons on me this time.
(darkly)
Nobody screws with me when it comes
to my family.
Twist's suddenly fierce look makes Danyael take a step back.
He can sense the fury radiating off her.
DANYAEL
Okay, point taken. Let's find that
other way out of here you were so
sure about, huh?
Twist nods, and starts pressing her hands against the walls,
feeling around for some kind of hidden entrance.
Danyael retrieves a packet of cigarettes from his jacket, and
pops one in his mouth before getting his lighter. After a few
clicks, he gets a flame - only for a drop of water to land on
it, putting the flame out.
DANYAEL (cont'd)
Huh.
He looks up - and a second drop of water lands in his eye. He
winces and steps back.
As Danyael wipes the water away, he becomes aware of more
drops - many more, in fact! The ceiling is beginning to drip
with water from several points.
DANYAEL (cont'd)
Uh, Twist?
She turns round, and a drop of water lands on her head. She
looks up and sees the water pooling on the ceiling of the
tunnel, then looks back to Danyael.
TWIST
Oh, fu-
FWOOSH! Water erupts from the ceiling, drenching the two
vamps in seconds. The flow doesn't stop, quickly starting to
pool on the tunnel floor.
Twist splashes over to Danyael, dragging him over into one of
the cell doorways to get a little cover.
TWIST (cont'd)
(shouting over noise)
Great! First we get stuck down
here, and now this?!?
DANYAEL
Uh, guess now's not a good time to
mention I can't swim, huh?
TWIST
Swimming's gonna be the least of
our problems if we don't find a way
out of here, Dan!
DANYAEL
Hey, it's not like we can drown,
right?
TWIST
You wanna spend the rest of your
life stuck in this tunnel in eight
feet of water?
Danyael pauses - he hadn't thought of that.
TWIST (cont'd)
Exactly! Come on, we need to find
that way out, and fast!
As Twist steps out of the doorway and yanks Danyael out of
frame, we cut back to:
6 INT. WARD - NIGHT. 6
Twist is back in her bed, watching the doctor as he pushes
the heart monitors out of the way and takes the blood bag
from the IV down. Chris sits in a chair by the bed.
DOCTOR
We've been keeping you on this
since you came here, Chris
enchanted the IV to make sure it
got the blood round your whole
body.
TWIST
(smirks at Chris)
Well, gee, doesn't he just think of
everything!
DOCTOR
(off blood bag)
If you like, I can warm this up and
bring it round for you? It's all
off registered donors, so it's
perfectly legal.
Twist throws a hopeful look at Chris, who nods, and Twist
beams back at the doctor.
TWIST
That would be fan-fricken-tastic.
With a nod, the doctor heads out, and Chris waits until the
door closes and the two are left alone.
CHRIS
How are you feeling?
TWIST
Like I've been lying on my back for
three months, how'd you think I
feel? Kinda weak, a little dizzy,
and very, very hungry.
Twist grabs a comb from the bedside table and starts to drag
it through her hair, noticing after a few beats that Chris is
still staring at her.
TWIST (cont'd)
What's with you? Anyone'd think you
never saw me before!
CHRIS
I'm just glad to see you're
alright, that's all.
You took a pretty heavy beating, so
when your body shut itself down to
try and make some repairs, I...
He trails off, and Twist rolls her eyes.
TWIST
Aw, man. You're not gonna get all
'I never thought I'd see you
again!' on me, are you? You know I
hate that.
CHRIS
(chuckles)
I know. I suppose it's not
surprising, given the stress you
put your body under.
TWIST
(suspicious)
'Stress'? What 'stress,' exactly?
Chris is quite for a beat, and as Twist twigs that this is
going to continue to be a long story, we cut back to:
7 EXT. OUTSIDE TOWER BLOCK - NIGHT. 7
Ciegue and Chris are still fighting, water flying off them as
they dance around each other, swords sparking in a furious
display of swordsmanship.
Chris blocks Ciegue's attacks, darting left and right and
trying to land a few hits of his own, but Ciegue's just too
damn quick.
Chris SHOUTS in pain as Ciegue slices his sword into Chris'
arm, and as Chris stumbles Ciegue lands two more cuts, one to
Chris' leg and another across his back.
Chris drops his sword and clatters to the floor, gasping for
breath, as Ciegue coolly flicks the blood off his sword and
grins down at Chris.
CIEGUE
You're letting me down here,
Christopher! I know you've been
through a lot tonight already, but
the least you could do is give
yourself a fighting chance!
Chris reaches for his sword, and Ciegue doesn't stop him.
Chris stands again, swaying a little, trying to focus his
battered body again.
CHRIS
I'm only going to ask you once
more, Ciegue. Stand aside!
CIEGUE
(laughs)
Or you'll do what? Bleed on me?
Don't misunderstand me, I paid a
lot of money for this suit and I'd
hate to get your bodily fluids all
over it, but still...
(raises sword)
Some stains are worth it.
Ciegue leaps forward to the attack again, and as he and Chris
continue to spar, the rain still falling heavily as they
pirouette and dodge around each other, we cut back to:
8 INT. TUNNELS - NIGHT. 8
Twist is looking frantically round for an exit - the
cascading water from the ceiling has already filled the
tunnel up to their knees.
Danyael is taking shelter in one of the cell doorways, soaked
through as he tries to pull the barred cell door away, hoping
it'll lead somewhere.
TWIST
C'mon, Spook! Help me!
Twist sloshes through the water, carrying what's left of the
chair.
DANYAEL
Help you do what?
TWIST
Tunnel out of here!
DANYAEL
Have you lost it? We're about ten
feet underground! You got a
Thunderbird stashed in your back
pocket or something?
TWIST
No, stupid, watch!
Twist starts to use the chair as a makeshift shovel, scooping
away the sodden dirt surrounding the stone slab sealing them
in the tunnel.
Danyael watches her for a beat, then the penny drops.
DANYAEL
You reckon you can dig us right
past the door?
TWIST
You got a better idea? I don't plan
on growing gills and starting a new
life under the sea, so grab
something and help me dig us out of
here!
Danyael nods, looking around for some kind of tool he can
use. Spotting a second chair, an old, rusted metal one on its
side in one corner, he splashes over and grabs it.
Joining Twist, he uses the chair legs to scoop out dirt from
the other side of the slab, the two working with feverish
speed to try and break out. We cut back to:
9 EXT. OUTSIDE TOWER BLOCK - NIGHT. 9
Chris and Ciegue are still in their fight, but as Ciegue
BOOTS Chris to the floor, sending him sprawling, it's clear
where the advantage lies.
Ciegue rotates his neck, loosening himself up, and hops from
foot to foot as Chris slowly starts to get back to his feet
yet again.
CHRIS
You're really enjoying this, aren't
you?
CIEGUE
Absolutely. I don't want it getting
around that you beat me, Chris, I
have a well-maintained reputation
that leads me to many very
expensive clients, and our last
meeting went some way to
endangering that!
Chris scoops up his katana, but doesn't take up a fighting
stance, taking advantage of the relief from the fight.
CHRIS
Doesn't it strike you as somewhat
dishonourable to fight a man who
isn't at full strength?
CIEGUE
If I had any honour, then yes, I
imagine it would. Thing is, once a
man starts selling himself and his
sword to the highest bidder, the
whole warrior's code of conduct
tends to get filed away somewhere
and forgotten about.
CHRIS
So that's how this ends? You beat
me, no matter what the situation,
and you walk away with a clear
conscience?
CIEGUE
(grins)
Exactly.
Chris nods - and then quickly steps up to the attack. Ciegue
is ready, the two starting their battle again as we cut back
to:
10 INT. TUNNELS - NIGHT. 10
Twist and Danyael are still frantically shovelling away the
dirt surrounding the slab, already making visible progress.
After a few moments, Twist pauses and gives the slab a SHOVE
with all her strength - and it moves! Only very slightly, but
they're definitely making progress.
TWIST
That's it! That's it, we're doing
it! Keep going!
DANYAEL
What does it look like I'm doing?
TWIST
The water pressure's gonna help us
out, sooner or later we'll
unbalance it enough so that it
just...
She trails off as there is a loud GROANING noise from the
slab. It starts to rock back and forth a little, and Twist
and Danyael exchange a look.
DANYAEL
Is that good?
TWIST
I dunno. Keep digging, and let's
hope the water in here doesn't-
FWOOSH! The water pouring from the ceiling suddenly doubles
in intensity, and Twist and Danyael are engulfed by a fresh
wall of water.
Pressed against the slab, they're pinned down and unable to
move, twist doing her best to keep her head above the rapidly
rising water level.
There's another GROAN, and she looks up to see the slab
shifting again. The extra water now has a place to build up,
thanks to the duo's hurried digging work, and the difference
in pressure is starting to unsettle the slab.
TWIST (cont'd)
(yells)
Hang on!!
With a final CREAK, the bottom of the slab starts to give
way, and as the force of the water finds a way out, the slab
is pushed up and away, almost flipping over as the water
floods down the rest of the tunnel, blasting Twist and
Danyael down and out of their prison.
Twist, managing to stay above the surface, spots the hole
they climbed down quickly approaching, and manages to reach
her arm up, grabbing the edge of the hole just as she's swept
past it.
Gasping for breath, she looks round and sees Danyael, and
streaks out an arm towards him.
TWIST (cont'd)
(frantic)
Danyael!!
Spluttering, he reaches out - and manages to grab hold, a
fraction away from being swept off.
Her face contorted with effort, Twist slowly pulls herself up
towards the hole, the rising water level making things
somewhat easier, her other hand firmly clamped round
Danyael's wrist.
11 INT. EMPIRE STATE - BASEMENT CAR PARK - NIGHT. 11
And in a sudden BURST of water, Twist and Danyael are thrown
up into the air and out onto the hard concrete floor of the
deserted car park.
Landing heavily, they stay there for a few beats, panting
with exertion, as we hear the sound of the rushing water
echoing up from the tunnel entrance.
Soaked to the bone, Twist pushes herself upright, shaking her
head to clear it, as Danyael stays on his back, out of gas
and in no state to move.
TWIST
Well, looks like those physics
lessons paid off, huh?
DANYAEL
Guess so...
TWIST
C'mon, Spook, no time for sleeping
on the job. We've got to find Chris
and-
Twist is cut off as a HAND streaks into frame, grabbing her
by the hair and dragging her onto her feet.
TWIST (cont'd)
Yow! What the-
Twist's eyes bulge as she sees who's attacking her - it's VAN
LEWIN, the bounty hunter! His eyes burn with hatred for the
vampire before him, his bald head showing a few more scars
but his muscular body still obviously at its peak.
VAN LEWIN
Payback time, little girl!
Van Lewin PUNCHES Twist hard across the jaw, and as the blow
connects, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT ONE
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