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FADE IN:
11 EXT. OUTSIDE RESTAURANT - NIGHT. 11
A luxurious Italian bistro, packed with customers and looking
like the place to be in this part of town.
A taxi cab pulls into frame and out hops Twist. After paying
the driver, she looks the restaurant up and down, grins to
herself then ducks inside.
12 INT. ITALIAN RESTAURANT - NEXT. 12
Twist scans the floor, which is heaving with diners and
waiters, and spots Chad in a small booth up against one wall.
He waves her over, and with a giddy smile she scampers over
to him.
She slides into the booth opposite him, and he's ready with a
glass of red wine.
CHAD
I almost thought you weren't going
to show up.
TWIST
And miss a place where they serve
pizza? Like that was gonna happen.
CHAD
(grins)
So I guessed right when I decided
to go Italian for tonight?
TWIST
Oh, anything with calories is
normally a good guess as far as I'm
concerned, but yeah, pizza is good.
Twist beams at him, as we cut to:
13 EXT. OUTSIDE RESTAURANT - NEXT. 13
Danyael steps into frame, discretely peering into the
restaurant and spotting Twist and Chad. He frowns, glancing
up to check what kind of restaurant this is.
DANYAEL
(confused)
But she doesn't even like Italian
food...
He checks left and right, then heads round to the side of the
building as we cut back inside to:
14 INT. ITALIAN RESTAURANT - NEXT. 14
Two empty dinner plates and several empty wine glasses later,
and Twist is obviously merry which gets a bemused smile from
Chad.
TWIST
Whassamatter? You never had a woman
enjoy her wine so much before?
CHAD
Never seen a girl who can drink so
much and stay standing, at any
rate.
TWIST
Ah. Yes. Well. Good story. I've got
an iron constitution. Same as any
vam-
She catches herself - but can't help giggling at her slip.
CHAD
Same as any what?
TWIST
Never mind. Nickname my, uh,
friends gave me. You know. So what
about you? You've hardly touched,
like, a drop.
CHAD
I'm not one for drinking. One of us
has to stay sensible, after all.
TWIST
Oh, honey, me and 'sensible' are
like... like two really big magnety
things. You know?
Twist tries to mime pushing two magnets against each other,
but manages to knock over her wine glasses instead. She
erupts into snorts of laughter as Chad nods to the waiter.
CHAD
Alright, Twist, time to get you in
a taxi back home.
TWIST
(disappointed)
Aw! But I was having fun... do you
have any idea how long it's been
since I had any actual fun?
CHAD
A long time, I'm guessing.
TWIST
Damn straight! I mean, there was
that night when we beat up those
guys in the nightclub, and I got to
be a DJ and do some dancing, but...
She trails off as the waiter steps over, and Chad raises a
bemused eyebrow as he signs for the check.
CHAD
You have a lot of... interesting
stories, you know that?
TWIST
Meh. 'S all old news to me by now.
CHAD
I just get the impression there's a
lot more to you than what I'm
seeing.
TWIST
Well, you would say that, wouldn't
you? You haven't seen me naked yet.
She grins impishly, and Chad chuckles as we cut to:
15 EXT. OUTSIDE RESTAURANT - NIGHT. 15
Twist is swaying a little, half leaning against Chad.
CHAD
Here you go, princess. Your ride
home.
TWIST
I don't wanna go home. Can't I come
back to your place?
She blinks, realising what she just said - then starts to
grin. Chad smiles back.
CHAD
I'd love to say yes...
TWIST
(sighs)
But...
CHAD
It's complicated. My ex-wife still
kind of lives with me.
TWIST
(shocked)
Your ex-what?!?
CHAD
Hey, we're separated, it's just a
business arrangement.
Twist pouts, poking him in the chest.
TWIST
Meanie.
CHAD
But there are plenty of places we
can go where she isn't.
TWIST
(smirks)
Now you're talking...
CHAD
Just not when you're as wasted as
you are.
TWIST
(scowls)
Hmph.
He opens the cab door for her, and steps back as she staggers
over to the cab.
CHAD
So I'll call you tom-
She grabs him and KISSES him - and he kisses back, wrapping
his arms round her and pulling her close.
Neither of them see Danyael, watching them from round the
corner of the building, his face going from shock to anger to
a dejected slump in a matter of seconds.
Twist breaks the kiss off and leans back with a satisfied,
cat-like sigh, grinning broadly.
TWIST
That's how we say 'goodnight' where
I come from.
CHAD
Remind me to visit there sometime.
Twist finally steps into the cab, which pulls away, and Chad
waits to see it off.
16 EXT. RESTAURANT/ALLEYWAY - NEXT. 16
Danyael stomps away from the restaurant, his face like
thunder. His cell phone RINGS and he digs it out.
DANYAEL
What?
CHRIS
(filtered; through phone)
Danyael? You don't sound too happy,
is everything alright?
DANYAEL
(bitterly)
Oh, yeah, just great. Twist had a
fantastic night out.
CHRIS
I see. Well, you may be interested
in the offer I have, in that case.
Some of the local rebel vampires
got in touch, they heard about our
raid on the university last night
and thought we could use a hand
getting cleanly out of the state,
providing we helped them with
something first.
DANYAEL
What did they have in mind?
CHRIS
How do you feel about a chance to
blow off a little steam?
DANYAEL
I'd say why aren't we there yet?
Danyael listens in as Chris continues, and we cut to:
17 INT. MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT. 17
Glasses on and hair tied back, Julie is busy working on the
scrolls with her laptop for company when the door bangs open
and Twist stumbles inside.
JULIE
So you decided to come back.
TWIST
Why's everybody always picking on
me for going out?
JULIE
Twist, this is the first time
you've gone 'out' in all the time
I've known you!
TWIST
Yeah, you see my point yet?
Twist staggers towards the bathroom and closes the door
behind her. We hear the shower switch on as Julie gets back
to work with a shake of her head.
TWIST (O.S.) (cont'd)
(through door)
So what'cha doing?
JULIE
Scrolls written by fifth century
Arabian mystics have this habit of
being written in fifth century
Arabic, so translation's on the
slow side.
TWIST (O.S.)
So why not get Chris to help? He's
probably got, like, a dozen books
on that kind of thing.
JULIE
I would do, but Chris and Danyael
are out.
Twist throws the bathroom door open - she's soaking wet,
having clearly just stepped fully clothed into the shower and
turned it on.
TWIST
(incredulous)
'Out'? Where?
Julie takes off her glasses with a smirk, and we cut to:
18 INT. VAMPIRE NEST - NIGHT. 18
Straight into the thick of things as Chris, Danyael and three
rebel vampires tear up a typically scruffy vampire nest, with
five burly VAMPIRES as the opposition.
Danyael fights with surprising aggression, YELLING as he
dives across a threadbare sofa and TACKLES one vamp to the
ground.
Chris spins to avoid a clumsy axe swipe and neatly
decapitates his attacker, turning to see Danyael laying into
his opponent.
Danyael's face is filled with rage as he mercilessly POUNDS
the vamp beneath him, and as another punch connects we cut
back over to:
19 INT. MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT. 19
Twist is lying spread-eagled across the second bed in the
room as Julie continues her work.
JULIE
So how did your date go?
TWIST
It wasn't a date... well, yeah,
actually, I guess it was. What with
the kissing and all.
JULIE
(surprised)
You kissed him?
TWIST
(smiles)
Surely did.
JULIE
Twist, you hardly know this guy! I
thought you were the kind of girl
who took her time getting to know
someone first?
TWIST
Me too! I'm as surprised by this as
anyone, but...
(sighs)
There's something special about
this guy, Jules. He just makes me
go all fizzy, you know?
Twist flips onto her belly and looks over to Julie.
TWIST (cont'd)
Same way Chris makes you feel.
JULIE
(blushes)
Don't change the subject.
TWIST
And don't avoid the question.
JULIE
You didn't ask me anything.
TWIST
It was implied.
JULIE
Twist!
TWIST
Alright, alright! Dropping it...
but, man, you oughtta see this guy,
Julie. He's amazing.
Julie looks increasingly puzzled by Twist's obvious
infatuation as we cut back to:
20 INT. VAMPIRE NEST - NIGHT. 20
One of the rebel vamps is pinned against a wall by a snarling
vamp, but Danyael leaps into frame and STAKES the offending
vampire, who slumps to the floor.
REBEL VAMP
Hey, thanks, man.
DANYAEL
No swe-
CRACK! Danyael gets a pool cue smashed across his face and
goes down.
CHRIS
Danyael!
Chris charges over to help out - but Danyael is already on
his feet, piledriving into the vamp that attacked him with
another SHOUT.
The two clatter to the floor, and the vamp HOWLS in pain -
Danyael leaps back to see he managed to shove the vampire
back onto a handily-placed chunk of table, piercing the
vamp's heart.
He looks down at his chest - and he has a wound inches away
from his own heart. He hesitates as he realises what a near
miss that was.
DANYAEL
Woah, almost-
WHAM! Danyael is floored as the last of the vampires living
in the nest barges into him.
The vamp is heading for the exit, dodging neatly past Chris
and the other rebels.
CHRIS
Don't let him get away!
Danyael looks to his side, snatches up a stray, stake-shaped
chunk of table and THROWS it - and as it SLAMS into the
vamp's back, we cut back to:
21 INT. MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT. 21
Twist is flipping rapidly through the channels on the TV set,
much to Julie's annoyance.
JULIE
Can't you go read a book or
something, Twist? I'm trying to
concentrate here.
TWIST
Can't. Brain still racing. Need
short, controlled bursts of
entertainment.
Julie reaches over and snatches the remote out of her hand.
TWIST (cont'd)
Hey!
JULIE
If you keep it down for the next
ten minutes, you can have this
back.
Twist pouts and stomps off to sit on the other bed. After a
beat, she takes out her phone and starts tapping into it.
JULIE (cont'd)
Now what?
TWIST
I'm texting Chad to thank him for a
great night.
JULIE
Are you always like this with guys
you like?
TWIST
(thinks)
Actually, no. Guess he must just
have that Chemical X I've been
looking for or something.
Twist gets back to her texting - but Julie is now watching
her suspiciously.
She gets up and heads over to her bag, rooting around inside
it and taking out a small sachet of powder. She turns
innocently back to Twist.
JULIE
(off sachet)
Hey, you want a drink? I've got
this great new coffee stuff, it's
enriched with-
TWIST
(not paying attention)
Yeah, sure, whatever.
Julie nods and steps over to the small kettle and cups over
by the TV. She glances over her shoulder at Twist before
discretely emptying the sachet into one of the cups, and as
she flips the kettle on we cut back to:
22 EXT. STREET/OUTSIDE MOTEL - NIGHT. 22
A battle weary Chris and Danyael walk back towards the Motel,
weapons tucked into bags over their shoulders.
CHRIS
That was some good work back there,
Danyael. Your fighting skills have
been improving in leaps and bounds
just lately, I'm very proud of you.
DANYAEL
Yeah, well, had some anger
management to take care of.
CHRIS
(eyes him)
Yes, I noticed... look, are you
going to tell me what's going on
here, or am I going to have to
resort to mind-reading spells?
DANYAEL
(gulps)
Can you do that?
CHRIS
(half-joking)
Only if it's necessary.
Danyael hesitates as the duo start up the steps to their
first-floor motel room.
DANYAEL
Well, I went out to keep an eye on
Twist, like you said, and she
seemed to be getting on really well
with that guy, and then...
Danyael realises Chris isn't listening - his eyes are fixed
on the motel room door, which is slightly ajar.
DANYAEL (cont'd)
What is it?
Chris silently draws his katana, and Danyael gets the hint to
grab the sword he's been using.
Chris takes one careful step forward and uses his sword blade
to nudge open the door to their room.
With a glance over to check Danyael is right behind him,
Chris nods his head to count to three, then charges through
the door and into:
23 INT. MOTEL ROOM - NIGHT. 23
Chris and Danyael spring into attack poses - but the room is
empty. Julie's laptop and the scrolls lie on the bed and the
TV is still on.
Danyael crouches and picks up a coffee mug lying on the
floor, a strange yellow substance pooled next to it.
DANYAEL
Okay, I'm open to suggestions here.
CHRIS
(calls out)
Twist? Julie?
They hear a GROAN, and Chris darts over to the second bed -
and there's Julie, sprawled on the floor with a nasty bump on
her head.
Chris helps her up onto the bed, Julie grimacing and pressing
a hand to her bruise.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Are you alright? What happened? Who
did this to you?
JULIE
(winces)
Twist happened.
Danyael nudges the door closed and experimentally SNIFFS the
yellow goop in the coffee mug - and recoils.
DANYAEL
The hell is this stuff?
CHRIS
(prompting)
Julie...
JULIE
I got the feeling something was
wrong with Twist.
DANYAEL
Which I have been saying for how
long?
JULIE
I cooked up a mug of coffee and
slipped in a little bacci powder.
CHRIS
(nods)
To see if she was under any kind of
enchantment. And?
JULIE
And she freaked out, knocked me out
cold and ran soon as she tasted it.
DANYAEL
So, what? Does this mean Twist is
under some kind of spell?
CHRIS
I'm afraid so. We need to catch up
to her quickly, there's no telling
what she's capable of.
JULIE
(points to bruise)
Way ahead of you there.
CHRIS
Do you have any idea where she
could have gone?
JULIE
My guess? Wherever that new
boyfriend of hers lives. We need to
find him, and fast.
CHRIS
It'll be quicker to find her. I'll
sort out a tracking spell, we'll be
on her trail in no time.
Danyael picks up his sword again, with a determined glint in
his eyes.
DANYAEL
And then we go have a few words
with Chad about messing with my
girl.
Chris looks over to Danyael, surprised by this display of
passion, and we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
24 EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT. 24
To the opening bars of Marilyn Manson's 'I Put A Spell On
You,' Twist struts through the crowded streets, a smirk on
her face as she weaves among the citizens around her.
She strolls brazenly into the road, ignoring the HONKS of
angry motorists as cars zip either side of her.
She breaks into a wider grin as several cars CRASH into each
other as they try to avoid her, a chorus of shouts and car
horns adding to the soundtrack.
Some way further back down the street, Chris, Julie and
Danyael are racing along, Chris in the lead as the trio come
to a stop at a busy road crossing.
JULIE
Which way?
CHRIS
(looking both ways)
Just a second...
He closes his eyes and leans his head back, concentrating...
and then snaps forward, opening his eyes as they FLARE with a
brief flash of purple light.
CHRIS (cont'd)
(points)
This way.
He jogs across the road, dodging between the traffic with
Julie and Danyael close behind, before we cut to:
25 EXT. SUBURB - NIGHT. 25
A quiet suburb, with roomy, cleanly-decorated homes and
streets lined with thick trees.
Our focus is on one house in particular, a two-storey house
with a large Land Rover parked on the driveway and several
lights on downstairs.
Looking in on this house from the cover of one of the large
trees is Twist, idly smoking a cigarette as she stares into
the front room.
Inside is Chad, cleaning up after dinner as he moves from a
dining table into a kitchenette.
She finishes her cigarette, and after flicking the stub away
strides purposefully towards the front door.
26 INT. CHAD'S HOUSE - HALLWAY - NEXT. 26
Ding dong. Chad steps into frame and opens the door, blinking
in surprise as he sees Twist on his front step.
CHAD
Uh, hello...
TWIST
(brightly)
Hi there! Hope you don't mind me
swinging by.
CHAD
(beat)
Not at all. Come on in.
Chad steps to one side and lets Twist in, checking the street
outside as he closes the door after her.
27 INT. CHAD'S HOUSE - FRONT ROOM - NEXT. 27
Twist wanders into the lavishly furnished front room,
checking out the decor as Chad walks in after her. Her goth
punk chic looks suitably out of place among the expensive
sofas and landscape paintings.
CHAD
What brings you to me neighbourhood
at...
(checks watch)
... this pretty late hour?
TWIST
The fact that it's your
neighbourhood.
CHAD
(grins)
You just couldn't keep away, huh?
TWIST
(shakes head)
Nope.
CHAD
So... what did you really come here
for?
Chad steps closer, looking deep into her eyes. Twist's smile
starts to fade, but she's obviously in complete awe of this
guy as she stares back.
TWIST
(quietly)
What... whatever you want me for.
CHAD
(nods)
That's right.
He steps away, and after a beat Twist starts, blinking and
rubbing her eyes as if snapping out of a trance.
TWIST
Uh... what did I just say?
She looks up as Chad steps over, a glass of whiskey in each
hand.
CHAD
You were just telling me why you'd
come over. I'm guessing your
friends were still just as dull as
when you left them?
TWIST
(rolls eyes)
Boy, were they ever. I think Chris
can induce a special kind of
boredom saved for fantasy
conventions and daytime TV!
Chad sits down on the sofa and pats the seat next to him for
Twist to join him.
CHAD
And what about that other guy you
mentioned - Danyael, was it?
TWIST
Oh, Spook? Mostly harmless. Handy
to have around. Kinda like a good
penknife.
CHAD
(chuckles)
I'm not sure your friends would
like to hear you cast them off so
easily.
TWIST
Believe me, they're used to it.
She knocks back her shot in one with a happy SIGH.
TWIST (cont'd)
So enough about me already. What
about you?
CHAD
Well, I'm Chad Berman, as you know,
ah, thirty-one, separated, no
children, and-
Twist LUNGES across the sofa to kiss him again, and Chad lets
her do her worst.
She pulls back suddenly as there is a loud THUMP from
upstairs, and a spooked Twist jumps to her feet.
TWIST
What the Britney Spears was that?
Chad looks a little guilty for a moment, then carefully puts
his glass down on the floor.
CHAD
That's... my little problem.
TWIST
What kind of problem? Rats? 'Cause
if we're talking rodents, whatever
made that noise sounded like it
could kick King Ghidorah's ass!
CHAD
Maybe you'd better come see for
yourself.
Chad stands - and steps close to Twist again, staring into
her eyes. All sign of resistance drops from her body.
TWIST
Uh... okay...
CHAD
Follow me.
Chad takes her by the hand, glances at the ceiling then opens
the door into the hallway, heading out and leading Twist.
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