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TEASER
FADE IN:
1 BLACK. 1
Hold it for a beat, until:
CRACK! Rock and dirt SMASHES into our view, bright daylight
piercing through as someone smashes away a wall.
The gap in the rock widens and finally the smashing stops, a
FEMALE FIGURE appearing, daylight shimmering around her.
WOMAN
Bingo!
Late-thirties, all-American, dressed in a tank top and
combats with her long hair tied back, glasses draping off her
nose. A mix of bookworm and adventurer.
MALE VOICE (O.C.)
Marley? D'you find it?
CUT TO:
2 EXT. WHEAT FIELD - DAY 2
The female figure turns away from the smashed rock, turning
to the voice. Her name is MARLEY CROWTHER.
MARLEY
(nods)
I found it. Don't you just love me?
She smiles as we see three figures making their way across a
stretch of low-cut wheat fields surrounding the smashed rock:
ALEX BUTLER, thirties, tall, handsome and dashing - think Mal
Reynolds. GIZMO, early thirties, black, cradling a hi-tech
piece of GPS equipment. TEENA, late twenties, blonde,
geekette researcher - think Sara Kennedy, but American.
BUTLER
The world famous Crowther intuition
again, or d'you find something we
didn't?
MARLEY
As ever, more fun to keep you
guessing.
She playfully flicks his nose and Butler grins - these are
more than just friends.
While Gizmo focuses his equipment on the smashed rock, Teena
approaches the hole with fascination.
TEENA
Wow. This is awesome.
(looks back)
What we could find down there...
MARLEY
(nods)
I know. Which is why we should get
to it.
(beat)
Gizmo?
GIZMO
Equipment's hot. All set to track
any energy readings.
(looks at Marley)
Good to go, Doc.
Marley nods, regards the team around her after picking up a
SATCHEL she hoists on her back.
MARLEY
Then let's make history.
On that, Marley turns toward the smashed rock and as the
others begin following her, we PAN UP...
... to a birds eye view of a glorious set of dune-like, wheat
fields... and a large, almost mountainous outcropping of very
old rock into which our team have uncovered a cavern
entrance.
TITLE OVER: THE PALOUSE, NORTH-CENTRAL IDAHO
3 INT. CAVERN TUNNEL - DAY 3
Torchlights shine out into the gloom of the tunnel leading
down from the smashed, newly-formed cavern entrance, as our
team head down.
Marley leads the way, shining her light at the ancient rocky
walls - Gizmo close behind her, studying infra-red GPS
equipment in hand.
Teena trails him, staring around with wonder as she shines
her torch - Butler taking up the rear, walking with a steady
pace.
BUTLER
So what are we gonna find down
here, exactly? Fortune, glory...
cookies? What?
MARLEY
Alex, I've told you about the
legend dozens of times since we
graduated.
BUTLER
And the majority of those were in a
bar or in bed where, forgive me,
there are quite a few distractions.
Marley chuckles at his frankness.
TEENA
I'll tell it!
MARLEY
(nods)
Teena...
Teena clears her throat before speaking, still shining her
light around the walls.
TEENA
The legend goes that in ancient
times, millennia past, when great
civilisations lost to history
existed and monsters walked the
Earth, there lived champions. Men
more like Gods, true warriors who
were revered by the people they
protected.
(nods)
One of these warriors was named -
She's cut off as she suddenly DISAPPEARS - falling like a
stone into a pit in the walkway!
Teena SCREAMS as she plunges, losing her torch! Marley and
Gizmo turn sharply in front at the sound!
MARLEY
Teena!
GIZMO
Where'd that hole come from?!?
Butler, on the opposite side of the pit that seemed to just
materialise, leaps into action and dives!
He just catches the hand of the screaming Teena as she
plunges out of reach, grabbing her.
TEENA
HELP MEEEE!!
Teena dangles precariously as Butler holds one of her arms
with his hands - she looking down below:
To see what looks for the world like a BOTTOMLESS PIT, eerie
swirling mist around it!
MARLEY
Alex, drag her up!
BUTLER
(struggling)
I'm... tryin'...
But it's clear Butler is losing the battle - Teena starting
to slip out of his grasp!
BUTLER (cont'd)
Teena, reach up with your other
hand, I can't...
(grunts)
I can't hold you...
She slips a little further out of his grasp - SCREAMING
again!
Teena, terrified, tries to lift her dangling hand up to grab
Butler.
BUTLER (cont'd)
Teena!
But he loses his purchase... and with an ear-piercing SCREAM
Teena falls into the pit...
... her scream ECHOING through the cavern as she plunges out
of sight into the darkness!
Marley looks horrified, Gizmo disturbed, while Butler SMASHES
the ground with his fist!
BUTLER (cont'd)
Damn it!
(jumps up)
I knew this trip was too dangerous.
We don't know enough about this
place! We should leave, now!
It's clear Marley is conflicted after what just happened.
GIZMO
I ain't goin' anywhere. We spent
too long plannin' this trip and
this gear I got don't come cheap.
(nods)
If yo comin', follow my lead.
And on that, Gizmo strides off into the cavern, torch in one
hand, device in the other.
MARLEY
Gizmo? Gizmo! Come back!
(to Butler)
We can't leave her down there! She
could be hurt, or -
BUTLER
Or she could be dead.
MARLEY
Alex! We are not leaving her!
Marley and Butler hold each other's gaze - until Butler sighs
and takes a few steps back...
... before running and LEAPING the distance over the pit,
landing near where Marley stands.
BUTLER
C'mon. The only way is forward for
now. If we see some way to head
lower and look for her, then we'll
take it.
With a dark frown, he strides off into the cavern, leaving
Marley to look back at the pit with sadness.
As she follows, PAN BACK to the gloomy pit... and find it's
no longer there, normal rocky ground having replaced it!
4 INT. CAVERN TUNNEL - MOMENTS LATER 4
With Butler as he stops in his tracks, holding Marley back,
as they hear:
AAAARGH!!
MARLEY
What the Hell was that?!
BUTLER
(darkly)
Gizmo.
He races off, Marley following, both heading for a corner
turn in the dark tunnel.
Both turn simultaneously and FLASH their torches up ahead,
greeted by a gruesome sight...
... Gizmo, impaled on a large METALLIC SPIKE that pierced him
from the wall!
MARLEY
(gasps)
Oh, my God!
Nearby, Butler sees the discarded infra-red GPS (still
working) dropped on the floor.
He reaches down, picks it up, hands it to the horrified
Marley.
BUTLER
(serious)
We go. Now.
MARLEY
Alex, we -
BUTLER
Marley, listen to me! Someone or
something does not want us down
here. Two of our people are already
dead!
(shakes his head)
I'm not gonna lose you too.
A tender beat between them - Butler taking Marley's hand, at
which point she nods.
MARLEY
Okay.
CRAAACK... The noise jolts them, both shining their torches
at the surrounding walls.
MARLEY (cont'd)
That sounds like...
She and Butler exchange a concerned look as they shine
torches at the rocky wall near them at the end of the
tunnel... which is spraying DUST...
BUTLER
(nods)
Run!!
They sprint off past the impaled Gizmo down the corridor,
deeper into the cavern, just as:
CRASH! The far rocky wall EXPLODES outward from pressure, a
CASCADE OF WATER spraying out, churning down the tunnel after
them!
Marley and Butler both sprint as fast as their legs can carry
them as they see the wall of water rapidly approaching!
MARLEY
(points in front)
There! Quickly!
The torches illuminate an ANCIENT STONE DOOR which is slowly
closing a few dozen metres up ahead!
Water lapping at them now, Marley and Butler race toward the
door before it can close!
She literally SLIDES under, YELPING in pain at the motion and
losing the GPS as she moves!
Butler, though, sees the door almost closed and before he
slides... he stops.
From under the door, Marley looks in.
MARLEY (cont'd)
Alex! No!
BUTLER
(resigned)
I love you, Marley.
Before she can respond, the stone door SEALS with a RUMBLE.
Butler turns as the gushing sound of water gets louder and
raises his flashlight... to see the wall of water upon him!
And as it impacts him like a sledgehammer, we CUT TO:
5 INT. STONE DOOR PASSAGE - NEXT 5
Behind the stone door, the sound of water crashing up against
it is heard by a tearful Marley.
MARLEY
(sighs)
Alex...
Marley raises her flashlight torch to see what lies up ahead,
but before she can make anything out...
... the torch BLINKS OFF, battery dead.
BLACK OUT:
MARLEY (cont'd)
(sighs)
Aw, shi -
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
6 EXT. MOTEL PARK - NIGHT 6
A typical American motel park, chalet rooms stretching out
near a number of cars - including a familiar stolen VAN.
FEMALE VOICE (PRE-LAP)
(bad singing)
Hey little sister, what have you
done? Hey little sister, who's the
only one?
CUT TO:
7 INT. BATHROOM - MOTEL ROOM - NEXT 7
PAN ACROSS a quite plain bathroom in one of the rooms, grungy
rock CLOTHES removed and scattered untidily all around the
place.
The SHOWER is running, but almost deafened by the continual
terrible singing by a familiar voice.
FEMALE VOICE (O.C.)
Hey little sister, who's your
superman? Hey little sister, who's
the one you want? Hey little
sister... SHOT GUN!
At which point, PAN UP to the source of the singing:
TWIST
Merrily making eardrums bleed as she lathers behind a shower
curtain, just covering the areas obviously out of bounds.
TWIST
It's a nice day to start again!
It's a nice day for a... white
wedding! It's a nice day to...
STAAAARRRRT AGGGAAAAAAIIINNNN!!!
As she wails, Twist turns off the shower and YANKS back the
shower curtain!
She wipes the water from her eyes as she climbs out, stark
naked, still wailing at the verse.
A wail that turns into a loud YELP as she looks in front of
her.
TWIST (cont'd)
(shocked)
What the Justin?!?
WHIP ROUND to see a figure standing calmly up against the
wall by the shower:
MARCUS
His hands are clasped at his front and he's staring forward,
only looking toward Twist when she speaks.
TWIST (cont'd)
Marcus?! What what what... what...
the Hell are you doin' here?!
MARCUS
(beat)
Something wrong?
TWIST
Uh... yeah!
(motions around)
This is my bathroom. Not exactly
clothed here.
It's clear from Marcus' expression he really doesn't
understand the hullabaloo. Twist sighs.
TWIST (cont'd)
Okay, let's try this in two words
that might help you understand.
(tiny beat)
Get out!
MARCUS
(calmly)
I made a vow when we were bound by
blood, Twist, never to leave your
side. To protect you as a blood
brother would. I will honour that
vow as long as I live.
TWIST
What the frick do I need protecting
from in the bathroom? Killer
towels? Poison soap?
MARCUS
(smiles)
You shouldn't be so prudish. To my
kind, nudity is a natural state of
being.
TWIST
(scowls)
And to my kind, nudity is something
that your kind don't ever get to
see!
Twist looks ever so slightly creeped out by this...
especially as Marcus ever so lightly with his eyes looks her
naked body up and down.
On impulse, demurely, Twist covers her bits and pieces with
her hands!
MARCUS
(beat)
Would you care for a towel?
Off Twist giving him one Hell of a sarcastic glare, we CUT
TO:
8 INT. MOTEL DINER - LATER 8
A quiet motel diner near the car park, a WAITRESS wiping
mainly empty tables in the background.
Twist sits across from LYRA at a table - the latter sipping a
strawberry shake, barely removing her lips from the straw.
TWIST
Seriously, the guy is everywhere!
He sleeps in a chair opposite my
bed and he's still there when I
wake up in the morning...
(shakes her head)
And now we have ShowerGate. A
factor ten on the fricken creepy
scale!
LYRA
I think it's sweet.
TWIST
(raises her eyebrows)
You would.
LYRA
You're blood brothers -
TWIST
Sister! Blood sister. Don't go
giving me a complex.
LYRA
He's just trying to look out for
you, that's all.
TWIST
(nods unenthused)
Yeah, he says it's all for my
protection in case Conall raises
his evil, hairy head again, yada
yada yada, but...
(shakes her head)
C'mon, he's a man. Well... wolf
man.
Twist nods knowingly at Lyra - who keep sucking up her
milkshake, oblivious.
TWIST (cont'd)
And I'm, ya know... a woman... a
pretty damn hot one, too...
(nods)
You see where I'm heading here?
Lyra shakes her head. Twist HUFFS.
TWIST (cont'd)
Of course you don't. Because your
experience with men is so in-depth.
I mean, you're banging Chris, after
all.
(sighs)
Why do I bother?
LYRA
(beat)
What does 'banging' mean?
Twist stumbles - and is saved as the door of the diner nearby
then opens - CHRIS and DANYAEL enter, approaching the table.
DANYAEL
Hey, guys. Girly guys.
Danyael perches at the table next to Lyra. She holds her
shake in his direction, and he grabs it.
LYRA
(looks at Chris)
How did it go?
CHRIS
We checked in with all the rebel
cells in the area. Doesn't seem to
be any significant Parker activity
in these parts.
(beat)
Which makes a change.
DANYAEL
(to Lyra/Twist)
So what were you guys talking
about?
A quick glance between Lyra and Twist - the latter looking a
touch embarrassed.
LYRA
Twist was telling me about how
Marcus -
TWIST
(quickly)
Keeps doing that freaky wolf
changing thing at really strange
moments. Like in the middle of
Bionic Woman. Just wrong.
Twist gives Lyra a quick glare - she going back to her shake.
CHRIS
(looks around)
So where is Marcus?
LYRA
He said he was going for a stroll
in the woods. Makes him feel at
home.
CHRIS
(nods)
And Vivian?
CUT TO:
9 INT. BATHROOM - MOTEL ROOM - NEXT 9
The sight of VIVIAN - as her head yanks up from the bathroom
sink, having splashed her face with water.
She gasps a little, looking into the mirror as she lets the
water run down her face... and clearly doesn't like what she
sees.
She looks deathly pale, not in the least bit well. In fact,
she looks bloody awful.
Vivian pulls up her sleeve... to reveal the circular BITE
MARK, red and purple with yellow fluid dribbling from it.
It's noticeably bigger and a lot nastier.
Vivian looks at it with a frown in the mirror, touching it
with her fingers... which causes her to WINCE with pain.
PING!
The noise from within the motel room distracts her and she
pulls down her sleeve carefully.
With one last look in the mirror, Vivian heads out into:
10 INT. MOTEL ROOM - NEXT 10
The average motel room - bed, closet, TV - toward a LAPTOP
which lies open on a nearby table.
Vivian reaches it, seeing a notification: she has e-mail.
Opening her new mail, Vivian begins to read and her eyebrows
soon raise.
VIVIAN
(surprised)
Marley?
CUT TO:
11 EXT. VAN - MOTEL CAR PARK - NEXT 11
The rear of our team's stolen van, docked in the motel car
park, where the team all stand. They're listening to Vivian -
facing them all.
VIVIAN
I just got a delayed e-mail from
Marley Crowther, an old friend of
mine from my college days. She went
on to work for an archaeological
foundation sponsoring expeditions.
(beat)
Imagine Lara Croft if she'd been
raised in Wyoming.
Twist nods and Danyael smiles - but it's lost on the others.
CHRIS
You did archaeology at college?
VIVIAN
No, but it always interested me. I
guess that's one of the reasons
Marley and I got on so well.
MARCUS
So what did the e-mail say?
VIVIAN
It was an invitation. Marley said
she'd found something in Idaho. In
the Palouse.
(looks at Chris)
The Tomb of Saaraguus.
A beat - a look of shared recognition passes between Vivian
and Chris, who looks very intrigued.
TWIST
Sara-who now?
CHRIS
(nods)
Saaraguus. He was a champion, a
great warrior from ancient legend.
It was said he was buried within a
secret tomb along with a cache of
supposedly magical weaponry he used
throughout his life to fight all
kinds of evil.
(beat)
Monsters, demons, the undead.
TWIST
Ooh, like the Scorpion King!
VIVIAN
(beat)
Marley sent me the precise location
in the Palouse where she claimed to
have found the tomb, and invited me
out to come share the spoils.
(beat)
We always said back in college if
one of us found fortune and glory
we'd take it together. I guess
Marley never forgot.
MARCUS
It's a nice offer, but one I'm not
sure we should take up.
(to Chris)
At best, it's a distraction from
dealing with Parker. At worst, it
could be one of his traps.
DANYAEL
Man could have a point there. We
all know Parker's a sneaky one.
(shrugs)
Who says that e-mail was even from
Viv's friend?
CHRIS
(nods)
I understand the concerns, but if
the offer is genuine, the kind of
weaponry Saaraguus reputedly held,
if recovered, could be a massive
boost to us.
DANYAEL
Let's just hope this isn't a repeat
of Karakov's Gauntlets.
We all remember how that turned
out.
(off Vivian/Marcus)
Well... most of us.
CHRIS
(to Vivian)
E-mail Marley back. Tell her we'll
meet her at the tomb in twelve
hours, that should give us enough
time to get there if we set off
now.
VIVIAN
(nods)
Got it.
She moves off, as do the others, but Chris follows Vivian
until they're a little away from the rest.
CHRIS
Vivian?
Vivian turns back and faces Chris - who places his hand on
her pale, slightly leathery forehead.
CHRIS (cont'd)
You're running a fever.
VIVIAN
I'm fine.
CHRIS
You don't look 'fine.' In fact, you
look like death warmed -
VIVIAN
(quickly)
Chris. I said I'm fine.
Vivian smiles very weakly before turning and heading back to
her motel room.
She leaves Chris knowing something is wrong, and off his
concerned expression, we DISSOLVE TO:
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