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FADE IN:
18 INT. DINING AREA - THE ROSARY - EARLY EVENING 18
The club is now packed out with customers, much like the
previous night, with the addition of VAMPIRES, WARLOCKS and
other heavy-duty supernatural folk.
By the entrance, Wolsley is acting as a meet and greeter for
all the clientele that enter, including several high-ranking
underworld villains.
Almost all of the guests notice as Manon, dressed in his
finest suit, appears from the upstairs office, trailed by an
all leather-clad Vivian.
Some bow, others clap their hands, but all show a general
deference to Manon as he and Vivian make their way through,
Wolsley guiding them.
He directs them toward the best table in the house, right by
the stage. Vivian takes her seat after Manon, and looks
around.
VIVIAN
Not a bad turn out. I'm sure most
of them will be quite willing to
invest in our little enterprise.
MANON
Where is she?
Vivian turns to see Manon is preoccupied, looking at the
currently empty stage. Immediately, she knows to who he's
referring and looks cold.
VIVIAN
(mutters)
Maybe her guide dog got lost on the
way to the stage...
Manon ignores her remark and continues looking at the stage,
as we cut to:
19 INT. SYREN'S DRESSING ROOM - NEXT 19
Staring into the mirror is Syren. Her hair is impeccably tied
up in an attractive bun, but we don't see what she wears.
Picking up a lipstick, Syren holds it close to her lips, then
uses a finger to help trace a path round her mouth with it.
Her lips begin to glisten as the red casts over them.
Once done, Syren puts the lipstick down, and with a heavy
heart she stands and heads away, into:
20 INT. DINING AREA - NEXT 20
The assorted villains chat amongst themselves as Wolsley
negotiates his way through the tables and sits with Manon and
Vivian. Neither are talking, with Vivian clearly feeling
ignored as Manon watches the stage, sitting up as the lights
begin to DIM and the voices hush.
After a moment of silence, a beat starts up. It's the opening
of 'Fever'. The stage is dark, but the song builds up
anticipation, especially in Manon.
And then the spotlight HITS! At the centre of the stage,
Syren is illuminated, in all her glory. She is wearing an
incredible red dress showing off her beauty.
Manon looks quite taken with how utterly stunning she looks,
and Vivian's mood only serves to darken more as she sees
this.
SYREN
(sings soulfully)
Never know how much I love you.
Never know how much I care. When
you put your arms around me, I get
a fever that's so hard to bear. You
give me fever...
Her whole demeanour is incredibly sexual, and right from the
beginning she sings in the direction of Manon, never moving
her focus from him.
She strokes the piano as she prowls the stage, before she
HOPS up onto the piano and sits on the edge, dangling her
feet, clutching the microphone tight.
SYREN (cont'd)
Fever! In the mornin'. Fever all
through the night.
Vivian has one eye on the stage and one eye on Manon, her
rage growing, as an intoxicated Manon sees Syren slide her
body across the piano seductively.
SYREN (cont'd)
I light up when you call my name
and you know I'm gonna treat you
right, you give me fever. When you
kiss me, fever when you hold me
tight.
Syren quickly flips up and crosses her legs at the thighs,
fully on the piano, to the drumbeat.
She then jumps down from the piano and begins slowly
sauntering her way from the stage toward Manon's table.
SYREN (cont'd)
Everybody's... got the fever...
that is somethin' you all know...
Manon begins smiling increasingly as Syren approaches the
table and walks around it, stroking the faces and shoulders
of the MEN sitting there.
SYREN (cont'd)
Fever isn't... such a new thing,
fever started long ago.
Vivian looks at Manon, who is oblivious to her as Syren
finishes stroking a totally enraptured Wolsley, and moves
toward Manon. She leans in closely toward him, getting inches
from his face.
SYREN (cont'd)
Captain Smith and Pocahontas, had a
very mad affair. When her daddy
tried to kill him, she said 'daddy,
oh don't you dare, he gives me
fever.'
Quickly, Syren proceeds to sit on Manon's lap, still staring
at him intensely. He doesn't resist, even with Vivian's
glaring eyes. She is a mere inch from his face.
SYREN (cont'd)
With his kisses, fever when he
holds me tight.
(beat)
Fever!
The second it looks like Syren is about to kiss Manon, she
pulls away and gets off his lap.
Vivian looks at her with pure hatred as a seemingly oblivious
Syren struts around the back of Manon, her fingers gliding
over the back of his neck.
SYREN (cont'd)
Now you've listened to my story...
here's the point that I have made.
(beat)
Chicks were born to give you fever,
be it fahrenheit or centigrade,
they give you fever.
She is now making her way back to the stage while singing,
slinking around all the men present. Each one of them are
intoxicated.
SYREN (cont'd)
When you kiss them, fever if you
live, you learn.
(beat)
Fever! 'Till you sizzle.
At that moment, Syren skips back onto the stage and begins
leaning against the piano.
SYREN (cont'd)
What a lovely way to burn...
She seems to slide down the piano in the spotlight until the
beat ends and the spotlight disappears, plunging the club
into darkness.
A huge round of APPLAUSE, CHEERING and wolf WHISTLING begins
echoing out of the crowd, led by Manon. He's first on his
feet, enthusiastically applauding.
The lights come up on Syren, who now stands on the piano
quite demurely and nods politely around, before her eyes lock
with Manon's.
The only one who doesn't cheer, applaud or whistle, who isn't
on her feet is Vivian. She simply stares at Syren with cold
hate as we cut to:
21 INT. UNIVERSITY LIBRARY - EVENING 21
The plan is in action. In the distance, Sanctus is carefully
packing the supplies needed for the mission, while Julie is
checking Diego's wounds.
Chris and Danyael stand nearby, watching as Julie presses the
wounds. Diego takes a sharp breath.
JULIE
That still hurts?
DIEGO
Si. I think the sudden intake of
breath may have been an indication
of that.
JULIE
I don't understand it. The remedies
I gave you should have taken effect
by now.
DIEGO
It would seem Spaniards are not as
receptive to your victuals as
vampires, senorita.
CHRIS
The main question is, Diego - are
you fit enough to assist us in
destroying Wolsley's storehouse?
Diego attempts to sit up from where he lies, but again
inhales a sharp breath. Danyael watches this anxiously.
CHRIS (cont'd)
It would seem not.
JULIE
He may need more time to rest.
(sighs)
Which means I suppose I'll have to
stay here to check on his wounds.
DANYAEL
Hey, I can do that!
Chris and Julie both look at Danyael, while Diego watches
from the corner of his eye.
DANYAEL (cont'd)
I know how to tie a bandage, and no
offense Jules, but if more of those
Skorpione cult weirdos come
knocking, I'm a little more
equipped to handle them than you.
He lifts up 'Duggan' and tosses it in his hand, to make the
point. Chris and Julie glance at one another, the tiniest bit
suspicious, but Danyael holds his casual look.
CHRIS
(beat)
Fine.
He heads over towards Sanctus, and begins helping him get
their equipment ready.
JULIE
You sure, Danny? You might miss out
on another brush with near certain
death?
DANYAEL
You know what, I just might be able
to live with that.
Julie smiles and heads over to join the others, not noticing
the surreptitious look between Diego and Danyael as she goes.
The three pick up their equipment ready for transport, and
face each other.
SANCTUS
Ready?
CHRIS
(nods)
Let's get this done..
Sanctus and Chris are already halfway out the door as Julie
looks back at Diego and Danyael.
JULIE
Stay outta trouble, you two.
DANYAEL
We'll do our best.
(beat)
And good luck!
The SLAM of the doors eclipses his final words, and Danyael
is distracted by the sight of Diego quickly getting up from
the table without a trace of pain.
DIEGO
We too should get going, amigo. A
long night lies ahead of us.
Danyael nods, but doesn't move as Diego begins heading off.
DANYAEL
Hey, you know how much I want to
rescue Twist, and Syren...
His words stop Diego, who turns back.
DANYAEL (cont'd)
... but are we really doing the
right thing, Diego? Going in
without the team? Without our
friends?
(beat)
We could get ourselves killed.
Diego walks back up to him, but he's sympathetic, not angry
at Danyael's uncertainty.
DIEGO
Every day, any of us could die,
Danyael. That is what our life is.
It is all risk.
(beat)
And through it, there is only one
thing we must retain, in ourselves.
DANYAEL
What?
DIEGO
Faith.
(puts his hand on
Danyael's shoulder)
Tonight will not be our last. If
nothing else, I have faith in that.
With a reassuring smile, Diego heads off, but Danyael can't
help but still look concerned as we cut to:
22 INT. BACKSTAGE CORRIDOR - THE ROSARY - NIGHT 22
The corridor leading away from the stage to the numerous
dressing rooms is traversed carefully by Syren, as she exits
following her set.
She doesn't look happy as she heads down the corridor, and
turns a corner leading to her room, at which point she is
YANKED back and up against the wall!
A hand clutches her throat and keeps her pinned - it comes
from an ambushing Vivian, who does not look happy.
SYREN
Let go of me! Who are you?!
VIVIAN
Like you don't already know!
SYREN
(beat)
Vivian.
VIVIAN
I know your game, blue eyes. That
voice have yours may have fooled
those suckers out there like Manon
and Wolsley, but your plan isn't
gonna work.
SYREN
What 'plan'? I don't know what
you're-
Vivian grips at Syren's throat tighter, further hurting her.
VIVIAN
The plan to seduce Manon in order
to save that little bitch
downstairs.
(laughs)
The thought of it is almost
pathetic. Just like you and Twist.
SYREN
What about me and Twist?
VIVIAN
You think she actually likes you?
(scoffs)
Let me tell you something about
your new best friend. She is very
territorial.
She couldn't even stand it when I
crawled out of the woodwork, but
you? Ha! She'll kill you rather
than let you get in the way of her
relationship with Chris.
The mention of his name seems to start turning Syren's fear
more into anger, though Vivian doesn't sense it.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
Now, you might want to think about
that before you use whatever
'charms' you have on Jacques, and
know that they won't work. He's too
good for you. He has destiny.
Destiny I'm gonna be sharing with
him.
(beat)
In other words, honey, stay away
from him or I'll cut this throat of
yours until it's-
She suddenly stops as Syren's anger boils over and she
proceeds to let out a flat, but very odd musical NOTE that
starts building.
As it builds, amplifying into more of a musical SCREAM, it
starts having some kind of effect on Vivian. She lets go of
her grip and grabs her head.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
(grimacing)
What the hell?!?
Syren directs the SCREAM straight at her, something she seems
to find hard to control.
As Vivian starts to CRY out in pain and collapses to the
floor, Syren suddenly stops and falls back against the wall,
exhausted.
After a moment of recovery, an upset Syren hurries off down
the corridor towards her room, and a recovering Vivian
watches her go, very disturbed, as we cut to:
23 INT. WOLSLEY'S OFFICE - NEXT 23
A few moments later, Wolsley sits opposite the desk as Manon
stands pouring himself another glass of the fine Cuban rum.
Both are distracted when a very disturbed Vivian bursts in
without knocking.
VIVIAN
(unnerved)
Okay, boys, we have a very serious
and very weird problem.
Manon turns and looks at her with puzzled curiosity, as we
cut to:
24 EXT. OUTSIDE WOLSLEY'S STOREHOUSE - NIGHT 24
A large storehouse in the centre of a sprawling industrial
estate, the towering city lights in the distance, is observed
at a distance by Chris, Julie and Sanctus.
All watch Skorpione CULT MEMBERS milling around the building,
transporting items and crates into numerous trucks parked in
the vicinity.
JULIE
Looks as though they're on the
move.
SANCTUS
But going where? Transporting what?
CHRIS
I suggest we find out.
Nodding toward them, Chris darts out from their cover behind
a wall and begins running as lightly as he can toward the
storehouse.
Sanctus and Julie both follow themselves, all three keeping
out of sight of cult members by hiding in shadows behind
various walls and vehicles.
None of the Skorpione members notice the trio slip discreetly
into the storehouse via an unguarded side exit.
25 INT. STOREHOUSE - NEXT 25
The interior is packed with rows and rows of tall, metallic
shelving containing a huge amount of artifacts and weaponry
that could only be used in supernatural circles.
Avoiding routinely patrolling cult members, Chris, Julie and
Sanctus begin carefully making their way through one of the
aisles.
JULIE
Wow, look at all this stuff!
There's enough magical equipment
here to fight a guerilla war.
SANCTUS
It would appear Wolsley was getting
prepared for such an event.
As they pass a certain type of weaponry, recognition seems to
hit Sanctus.
SANCTUS (cont'd)
I recognise these artifacts. Revell
traditionally sold them.
JULIE
Revell?
SANCTUS
A weapons dealer Manon murdered
just last week in the city his
forces destroyed. He stole all of
Revell's arsenal. Clearly he's been
storing it here.
JULIE
In preparation for what?
Sanctus doesn't readily have an answer, but as they stop at
the end of the aisle, behind a huge stack of cargo crates
just across being shipped out, something catches his eye.
A crate, slightly separate from the others, which Sanctus
notices has been stamped with a destination. The stamp reads -
'BOSTON.' Realisation dawns, and he moves towards the others.
SANCTUS
(urgent)
We must destroy this place now,
before Manon has a chance to
transport anymore of this arsenal.
(beat)
I brought a Triumvirate.
Chris looks at him with a touch of concern - Julie, though,
is out of the loop.
JULIE
What exactly is a-
CHRIS
A Triumvirate is a three pronged
charge, a weapon that if placed at
an exact triangular latitude
focuses an energy reaction. It's a
very old, very rare and highly
destructive magical weapon.
SANCTUS
(grins)
When I was young, these things were
new!
Quickly, from his bag, Sanctus removes a thin METALLIC device
made up of three triangles linked together, compact and
lightweight. He splits it into three, handing one to Chris,
one to Julie.
SANCTUS (cont'd)
We'll need to separate to prime
this. Once all three are primed,
the reaction will commence. We'll
have around five minutes to leave
before this place goes sky-high.
I'll take the left.
(smiles grimly)
God speed.
With that, Sanctus darts off to the left around one of the
crates, leaving Chris and Julie alone. It's an awkward moment
between them.
CHRIS
Which way do you-
JULIE
I'll take the right.
Saying no more, still clearly angry with him, Julie heads off
to the right and a disappointed Chris begins to retreat the
way he came.
None realise that a Skorpione cult member has been watching
discreetly from an alcove near the crates. As they go, he
removes a mobile phone and dials, and we cut to:
26 INT. DINING AREA - THE ROSARY - NIGHT 26
The singing is over and jazz music now fills the dining area,
coupled with much noise from the various villains who are now
enjoying the attention of numerous Goth whores.
One of the Trad GUARDS hastily walks through from the back
while finishing up a call in his mobile, heading for Wolsley
who enjoys female attention at a table.
TRAD GUARD
Mr. Wolsley, we have a situation.
Wolsley looks up at the guard, half curious, half irritated
at the disruption, as we cut to:
27 EXT. THE ROSARY - NEXT 27
A view of the conversation from outside, looking through one
of the side windows. Wolsley listens to the Trad's report,
then urgently gets up.
He waves two more nearby Trads to join him as Wolsley heads
through the club whilst giving orders to his men as they head
for the exit.
Stepping outside, Wolsley approaches a black MERCEDES as a
CHAUFFEUR opens the rear door for him. He gets inside, the
three Trads getting in a CAR behind.
As both cars begin driving off at speed away from the club,
we see who's perspective we've been watching them from - a
covert Diego and Danyael.
DANYAEL
That was Wolsley. I wonder where
he's off to in such a hurry?
(beat; thinks)
Hey, you don't think the guys have
been discovered, do you?
DIEGO
Whether they have or not, it isn't
our concern. Right now, we have to
focus on getting inside this club.
DANYAEL
So, I take it, given the massive
security presence, walking straight
in and kicking some butt ain't on
the agenda?
DIEGO
Stealth is required here, Danyael.
Then, once we are in the belly of
the beast, we will rip it open from
within.
DANYAEL
That's a... great image, thanks.
(beat)
So, how do we get inside?
Diego looks his side and points - straight at the nearby
wharf.
DANYAEL (cont'd)
(puzzled)
We go for a swim?
As Diego smiles, he suddenly hears the sound of an
approaching Guard and grabs Danyael, pulling him off toward
the wharf.
An armed Trad GUARD is patrolling the area, walking straight
past where our guys were crouched near some bushes, seeing
nothing.
As he walks out of view, we see ripples on the water at the
nearby wharf, ripples created by where two men have dived in,
as we cut to:
28 INT. WOLSLEY'S STOREHOUSE - NIGHT 28
A Skorpione cult member races past our view, running past
several aisles in responds to numerous SHOUTS coming from
nearby.
Once he's gone, Julie appears around a corner in the distance
where she hid and makes her way down the aisle, putting her
back to the wall and craning around.
She looks over and hears more SHOUTING, but soon looks
disturbed to see the source - half a dozen Skorpione GUARDS
surrounding a captured Chris and Sanctus!
JULIE
(mutters)
God damn it, Chris!
Shepherded into the centre of the storehouse surrounded by
the crates being shipped out, near the entrance, Chris and
Sanctus stand close to one another. The GUARDS talk amongst
themselves as they hold their weapons trained on both men.
CHRIS
(quietly)
Tell me you set your device.
SANCTUS
(nods; quietly)
I did. It's up to Julie now.
CHRIS
She'll do it.
SANCTUS
You have faith in her, too?
Chris looks at Sanctus pointedly - but Sanctus doesn't look
at him.
Over by where she watches, Julie looks around worriedly. She
knows she has to do something, but isn't exactly sure what.
She looks at a large panel in front of where she is hiding
and shrugs.
JULIE
Well, I guess this is as good a
place as any.
Removing the triangular explosive piece from her pocket,
Julie begins attaching it to the panel before her, while
ensuring she isn't discovered.
As they remain captive in the centre of the storehouse, Chris
and Sanctus both notice as the Mercedes pulls up outside and
Wolsley emerges.
He heads through the open main door into where the Skorpione
cult members stand in a circle surrounding the captives, who
Wolsley smugly faces down.
WOLSLEY
Well, well, well. What do we have
here?
CHRIS
Two men who are going to kill you
unless you tell them what you've
done to their girls.
WOLSLEY
(chuckles)
Your princesses are quite safe
locked away in my ivory tower,
don't you worry.
SANCTUS
You mean, Manon's ivory tower. What
possessed you to give the Rosary,
your pride and joy, away to a man
you for so long despised as much as
we do?
WOLSLEY
Let's just say I had something of
an... awakening. A gift that made
me realise my true loyalties. What
you two should realise right now is
that coming here was a mistake.
(shakes his head)
Do you really think you can stop
what is about to come?
CHRIS
Maybe not. But, believe me, if we
go down... we go down fighting.
WOLSLEY
(scoffs)
We'll see about th-
He is cut off as a large CLANG is heard in the distance.
We see that Julie has knocked over a nearby CROWBAR resting
on a crate as she fixes the explosive.
JULIE
God DAMN it!
She sees three Skorpione GUARDS have noticed her and are
running straight toward her, so Julie works her fastest in
setting the explosive.
As the guards reach her, Julie slams it and the device hums
briefly, glows, then seems to morph itself to match the panel
it's placed on.
JULIE (cont'd)
Got it!
She is dragged out of her hiding place and into the centre of
the storehouse, before Chris, Sanctus and a very displeased
Wolsley.
WOLSLEY
Oh, dear. Another helpless woman.
(looks at Chris)
You really need to work on
protecting your girls, Christopher!
Not heeding Manon's warning has
just cost you this one.
(to guards)
Kill her!
One of the Guards raises a gun to a fearful Julie's head.
Before he can fire, however, Chris quickly draws his katana
from his back, and in one move SLICES off the Guard's head!
He spins on his foot and SLASHES his blade across Wolsley's
chest, and with a GULP Wolsley drops to the floor.
As he falls back, Chris holds his sword up and turns to the
rest of the guards.
CHRIS
Right, then.
(beat)
Who's next?
The guards exchange looks, suddenly less confident, and we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT TWO
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