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20 INT. LAB - BASEMENT CAR PARK - NEXT 20
A black truck is parked up near a pair of bay doors, and as
Parker leads the way out, he holds the doors open so two
technicians can wheel a gurney through - and Twist is
strapped to the gurney!
She looks delirious, writhing from side to side - and still
shackled in place - and her eyes are clamped shut.
There are more technicians and several armed troopers waiting
in the back of the truck, and Parker gives out instructions
as they load her into the truck.
PARKER
Make sure you keep her sedated
until we get to the test site.
Normal anaesthetics won't have any
effect on her, so use that admaston
extract sparingly.
His staff nod their understanding as Parker makes his way
round to the truck's cab, climbing inside:
21 INT. TRUCK - CAB - CONTINUOUS 21
He turns to the driver, another gruff trooper.
PARKER
Let's go. We want to be there in
time for sunset.
The driver nods, starts the truck's engine and pulls away, as
we cut back to:
22 INT. LAB - CORRIDOR - NEXT 22
Julie walks quickly down another part of the lab, flashing a
friendly smile to two security guards she passes but quickly
getting back to business once they're gone.
She heads for a door marked 'Security Control,' and pushes it
open to enter:
23 INT. LAB - SECURITY CONTROL - NEXT 23
A bald-headed GUARD is sitting at the control desk, his feet
up and a newspaper across his lap. A wall of monitors is laid
out before him, and he turns to Julie as she steps inside.
JULIE
(warm smile)
Hi there.
Uh, sorry to bother you, but you're
the first guy I thought of to ask
about this, uh...
(reads name tag)
... Doug.
GUARD
What can I do for you, Miss
Kingston?
JULIE
Well, you remember that escaped
test subject, Lizzie Duncan? I'm
pretty sure I just saw her lurking
down by the main power room on
level three, so I thought I should
let you know.
The guard gets out of his chair, grabbing his walkie-talkie.
GUARD
(into radio)
All units, all units, possible
fugitive spotted on level three,
respond at once!
He dashes out of the room as he speaks, leaving Julie by
herself. She waits discretely for the door to close, then
locks it and reaches into her lab coat pocket, taking out her
cell phone.
JULIE
(into phone)
Hey, Neuro, are you still there?
Good. Sorry about that, had to work
up a diversion.
NEURO
(filtered; through phone)
That's cool. That's the kind of
thing I'd rather leave to you
people anyway!
She pulls up a chair before a small computer terminal,
tapping in her password and bringing up a new screen.
JULIE
Alright, I'm into the network. What
now?
NEURO
Just do exactly what I tell you.
The further you get in, the easier
you make my job.
She listens, following instructions and clicking on folders
and menus until she reaches an 'Enter Password' screen.
JULIE
That's as far as I can go. Is this
the part where I leave you to do
your thing?
NEURO
Sure is. Leave the phone on top of
the terminal, I'll see if I can
hack into the wireless network and
run some decryption software from
there.
She places the handset on top of the computer's tower, then
glances anxiously back towards the door. On the screen, menus
and screens flick past at rapid speed.
Julie scans the CCTV monitors, looking for any sign of Twist,
but a sudden BEEP from the PC draws her attention.
The screen is displaying a series of six small windows, each
one showing a paused piece of video footage - and as Julie
peers in closer, they're all of Twist in the Special Projects
room! Julie snatches her phone back up.
NEURO (cont'd)
You're seeing all this, I take it?
JULIE
(shocked)
Oh, my God! How did you find her?
NEURO
Keyword search. They've already
archived all of these video files,
but I think I can get the playback
running...
The first video starts to play - and Julie watches in horror
as the SCREAMING Twist thrashes around on the table she's
tied to, and the huge piece of lab equipment lowers the drill
bit towards her neck...
Julie looks away, sickened, and Neuro mercifully stops the
video playback.
NEURO (cont'd)
Damn...
JULIE
Where is she now?
NEURO
Hold on...
More files and menus open, until Julie sees an e-mail titled
'Test Subject Transportation.'
JULIE
(reads)
'Subject McFadden, T. Moved to test
site C-13 at 5:45pm to begin
exposure testing.'
Julie checks her watch - it's 5:53.
NEURO
I think you're gonna have to get
your skates on if you want to catch
up with her! You know where this 'C
13' site is?
JULIE
I think so, yeah. Neuro, I've-
NEURO
You've gotta go. Good luck.
She hangs up, quickly exiting all the windows and menus -
just as the Guard re-enters. She tries to act casual.
GUARD
No sign of her. If she was in the
area, she's long gone.
JULIE
Oh well. At least you checked!
Julie hurries out of the room, and as the Guard frowns,
sensing that something wasn't quite right, we cut to:
24 INT. LAB - JULIE'S OFFICE - NEXT 24
Julie hurries back into her room, pulling down a set of
blinds to shut out the rest of the department before heading
back to her desk. Danyael stands, waiting for her.
JULIE
We've found her.
DANYAEL
Is she okay?
JULIE
(hesitates)
She's been moved off site. We need
to get after her, quickly.
DANYAEL
Jules, what's wrong?
Julie steps to a locker and opens it taking out a bag and
starting to load it with supplies - her trusty modified
handgun, grenades, and anything else to hand.
DANYAEL (cont'd)
Julie!
She turns to him at last, and her worried expression makes
his heart sink a little further.
JULIE
Danny, we need to go.
DANYAEL
Alright, alright. Lizzie said she
was going to get us some transport,
so we need to get down to the car
park to meet her.
Julie nods, closing her locker and heading for the exit, and
as Danyael follows, we cut to:
25 EXT. LAKE HURON - DAY 25
Chris and Syren are now on their merry way on their small
raft, but there isn't much wind to speak of, and the raft
hasn't made it far from the island.
Chris frowns as he tries to arrange the sails to catch more
wind, but the sorry state they're in isn't helping. He
struggles with them for a few moments before Syren reaches up
to grab his arm.
SYREN
Let me help.
He stares at her for a beat, then sits back down. Syren
stands, tilting her head to one side and listening to the
breeze around them.
She closes her eyes - and starts to SING. It's a simple
melody, delivered in her husky voice, but as Chris watches,
he's startled by the sails suddenly WHIPPING out into shape,
hit by a sudden burst of energy!
Syren keeps singing, and the raft starts to RATTLE as
whatever force she's producing washes over it, filling the
sails and getting the raft on its way again.
Syren smiles as she feels the boat start to move again, but
Chris' expression is more cautious as he watches her - just
what is this girl?
26 INT. LAB - BASEMENT CAR PARK - DAY 26
Julie opens the main doors and leans out, checking that no
one's about before waving for Danyael to follow her. He's
barely stepped through the doors when an ALARM starts to
sound throughout the complex.
DANYAEL
Guess time's up...
JULIE
Where is she?
DANYAEL
I don't know, she just said to be
here and to wait for her.
Julie looks round, becoming more anxious as the alarms ring
on. There's still no sign of Lizzie - and now they can hear
FOOTSTEPS clattering up and down the staircases nearby.
JULIE
(urgent)
Danyael...
DANYAEL
She'll be here! Just another
minute, alright?
JULIE
We don't have 'another minute'!
We've got to find another way out
of here, before-
She stops as a black Jeep SCREECHES to a halt before them.
They look up as the passenger door swings open - and an
unconscious DRIVER slumps out.
LIZZIE
Get in!
Lizzie's at the driver's seat, and Danyael is quick to leap
into the cabin, Julie more hesitant behind him.
Once they're inside, Julie shuts the door and Lizzie floors
the gas, the Jeep tearing away out of frame as we cut to:
27 INT. JEEP - NEXT 27
As the Jeep bounces up the exit ramp and into a long, plain
tunnel that leads back to the surface, Lizzie glances across
at Julie.
LIZZIE
Hey, Julie.
JULIE
Uh... hey.
LIZZIE
Sorry about all the drama, but you
know how it is.
JULIE
I guess so...
DANYAEL
We didn't get to Twist, they
already took-
LIZZIE
Took her away, yeah, I know. I
picked up some chatter on this.
She lifts up the handset for the Jeep's CB radio unit,
passing it to Danyael as she focuses on driving.
LIZZIE (cont'd)
See if you can hear anything, I
lost the frequency they were on.
JULIE
Do you know where we've got to go?
LIZZIE
Test site C-13, right?
JULIE
Right. How did you-
LIZZIE
(grins)
Julie, come on. I'm really psychic.
As Danyael continues to fiddle with the radio, we cut to:
28 INT. TRUCK - REAR SECTION - EARLY EVENING 28
Twist is still strapped down to the gurney, but the fever
seems to have passed, and she stirs with a GROAN.
TWIST
Brad, no... think about the baby...
The TROOPERS in the back with her nudge each other and laugh
at her as she finally drags herself out of her dream.
Twist manages to lift her head a little, surveying the people
around her with a darkening look.
TWIST (cont'd)
Oh. I'm still here.
She gets nothing but silent stares back from the troops, and
she flops back down on the gurney with a HUFF.
TWIST (cont'd)
Anybody ever teach you guys about
the importance of people skills?
She sits back up, fixing the nearest soldier with a glare.
TWIST (cont'd)
I'm gonna enjoy watching you try to
put your organs back in order after
I'm finished-
She stops as the truck JOLTS to a stop. The troopers stand,
heading for the back of the section and opening the canvas
flaps, as the lab assistants get ready to unload Twist.
TWIST (cont'd)
Hey, what's going on? Hey!
She starts to struggle again as she's lifted up and carried
down out of the truck, out onto:
29 EXT. HILLTOP - CONTINUOUS 29
Twist finds the truck parked on top of a small hill with a
commanding view of the surrounding area, cities and all - and
the SUN setting in the sky overhead!
She SHRIEKS and tries to tear herself away from it, but
before she's burnt by it a large black SHEET is lifted,
protecting her from the sunset's rays.
She looks round - the sheet is fixed between two tall poles,
and on our side of the sheet are three objects that look
awfully like metal crucifixes!
Twist stares at the objects, the awful truth of what's about
to happen slowly dawning on her as Parker looms over her.
PARKER
Welcome to the test site, lass.
TWIST
(snaps)
Baise toi, baumgartner!
PARKER
(tuts)
Language like that won't get you
anywhere, my dear! There's no point
trying to fight us now. You won't
get very far, and we have a lot of
very important tests to run before
the sun goes down!
As a horrified Twist looks to the crucifixes again, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT THREE
ACT FOUR
FADE IN:
30 EXT. LAKE HURON - EARLY EVENING 30
The sun is setting overhead as Chris and Syren's raft sails
on, with an actual wind now pushing the raft forward. Chris
is using one oar as a makeshift rudder.
SYREN
What is it like?
CHRIS
What?
SYREN
Your world. The place you come
from.
CHRIS
No different to the one you came
from, I expect.
SYREN
Wouldn't know.
She moves closer, and Chris seems a little awkward all of a
sudden as she cosies up beside him.
CHRIS
Er...
SYREN
Tell me about your home.
CHRIS
(beat)
I'm from a place called England. Do
you know where that is?
SYREN
European monarchy. Population sixty
million, four hundred and forty-one
thousand, four hundred and fifty
seven. GDP one trillion, eight
hundred and sixty-seven billion
dollars.
Chris eyes her - but the outburst of information doesn't seem
unusual to her, as she leans her head against Chris'
shoulder.
CHRIS
That's... right. You're going to
have to tell me how you do that
soon, you know.
SYREN
Tell me more.
CHRIS
I'm from a place called Edgbaston,
which is in a larger area known as
Birmingham.
SYREN
What is it like?
CHRIS
Quiet. It's one of the more
upmarket parts of the city, if I do
say so myself - plenty of trees.
More trees than people, in fact.
SYREN
It sounds beautiful.
CHRIS
So speaks the girl who's never had
to drive through Handsworth to get
there...
Chris grins at his own regional humour, but sees that the
joke is lost on Syren.
CHRIS (cont'd)
Do you remember anything at all
about where you're from?
SYREN
Not much. A few flashes of
pictures. Sounds. A tall building
with a spire. People, their faces
covered with dark cloth. And
animals, dozens of animals, all in
cages. Crying, wanting to be
free...
She starts to SHIVER, and Chris puts an arm round her on
reflex to comfort her.
CHRIS
Maybe it's best if we avoid
thinking about your past for a
little while.
SYREN
Sorry. Didn't mean to be...
CHRIS
It's alright.
SYREN
(beat)
Will you protect me?
Chris isn't sure how to answer, and even less sure where to
look as Syren turns to face him.
CHRIS
I... well, I...
SYREN
(smiles)
Is that 'yes'?
CHRIS
I'm not sure what you need
protecting from just yet. Why don't
we wait until I've figured that out
before I start making any promises?
Syren seems satisfied, resting her head on him again.
SYREN
Is it much further?
CHRIS
It shouldn't be...
And as if to answer, a bank of FOG up ahead starts to clear
as the raft bobs slowly towards it - revealing the bright
city lights of Detroit up ahead. Chris grins.
CHRIS (cont'd)
There. Not long now.
Chris can even see more boats heading out from the bay in the
distance, but his relief at the impending rescue is a stark
contrast as we cut to:
31 EXT. HILLTOP - SUNSET 31
With the black sheet still up against the sun, Twist is
fighting, kicking and screaming as the troopers try to
manhandle her up onto the crucifix-shaped device.
TWIST
Let go of me! Put me down! I swear
to God, the second I get out of
this I'm gonna wrap all your
tongues together and play swingball
with your-
PARKER
(mocking)
Miss McFadden, please!
TWIST
Don't you 'Miss McFadden' me, you
crap-gargling butt nugget!
Parker grins - then PUNCHES Twist hard in the gut. She
doubles up with a wheeze, and the troopers quickly fasten her
to the device, tied at the wrists and ankles.
They step back as Parker stands before her. She struggles,
but it's the same old story - tied up too tight.
TWIST (cont'd)
Alright, alright, I get it now. Tie
the funny vampire to a stick and
watch what happens when you expose
her to sunlight. You gonna try
feeding me after midnight next?
PARKER
(chuckles)
If there's anything left of you
after we're done today, I'll be
very surprised!
Twist looks up at the sheet, seeing the glare of the evening
sun through it and biting her lip. She's trying not to show
her fear, but the cracks are starting to show.
TWIST
Look, Parker, you're a reasonable
guy, right? Why don't we find some
other way we can do this?
PARKER
There is no other way, I'm afraid.
He reaches into his pocket and takes out a tattered old
scroll, opening it out to read from it.
PARKER (cont'd)
(reads)
'And the vampyre shall face the sun
at dusk, and she shall burn again
and again, but yet she shall not
die, for she is the one with the
power in her blood.'
Twist throws Parker an incredulous look as he puts the
manuscript away.
TWIST
A prophecy? You actually believe
that crap? That's the medieval
equivalent of Christmas cracker
jokes!
PARKER
That's what I used to think, but
recent events have made me change
my mind.
TWIST
Events like what? You eat too many
doughnuts, get a sugar high and
hallucinate or something?
PARKER
I wouldn't expect you to
understand. Those destined for
greater things rarely understand
their part in it all.
TWIST
The only thing I'm destined to do
is ram my baseball bat up your ass
and feed you to something big and
ugly, like a freakin' human corn
dog!
Parker turns to one of his assistants, clearly amused by her
defiant vitriol.
PARKER
That's anger. We've already had
bargaining and denial, so two more
stages to go, I think!
Parker heads over to the other assistant, who is waiting by
the poles holding up the black sheet.
TWIST
Okay, okay, wait, wait. I think
there's been some kind of major
misunderstanding here...
PARKER
(ignores her; to
assistant)
Let's get started. Drop the sheet
in five.
TWIST
You're making a big mistake!
PARKER
Three...
TWIST
I'm not destined for anything! I'm
just some dumb vampire who got
lucky!
PARKER
One.
TWIST
Nooo!!
The sheet falls - and Twist BURSTS INTO FLAMES!
She SCREAMS as the sun's rays cook her - but after only a few
seconds of exposure, the sheet raises again, cutting off the
sunlight - and two troopers SPRAY her with fire
extinguishers.
When the smoke clears, Twist sags in her restraints, her skin
red and peeling, her breathing rapid and ragged.
Leese steps into frame with a clipboard, holding up a small
electronic device and reading some numbers off it.
PARKER
Well?
LEESE
She's holding up better than
expected.
PARKER
Good. Alright, let's get ready for
the next exposure. We need to keep
doing this in short bursts so we
can test her reaction each time.
According to the prophecies no
matter how much we expose her to,
she'll heal. I'd like to test that
theory.
TWIST
No... please... stop...
PARKER
You can't stop scientific progress,
Twist! We're about to debunk a
number of supposedly major
prophecies here, I'd have thought
you'd be pleased!
Twist closes her eyes - and starts to shake as she lets out a
single SOB.
TWIST
(weak)
Stop...
PARKER
(to assistant)
Ready? On three.
He counts down again, but Twist doesn't have the strength to
shout back, and as the sheet FALLS again and Twist ERUPTS
into flames with another agonised SCREAM, we cut to:
32 INT. JEEP - NEXT 32
Lizzie pulls off a main road with a SQUEAL of burning rubber,
bouncing the jeep down a short incline and ending up on a
dirt road, tearing towards the setting sun.
DANYAEL
How much further?
JULIE
Not far. Couple of miles, tops.
DANYAEL
(quietly)
Hang on, Twist...
LIZZIE
Do you have any idea what they were
going to do to her?
JULIE
None.
DANYAEL
Whatever it is, we have to stop it.
Danyael's hands grip the dashboard, his knuckles whitening,
and as a worried Julie watches him, we cut to:
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