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TEASER
FADE IN:
1 EXT. FACILITY - NIGHT 1
Establishing shot of a medium sized science facility.
2 INT. FACILITY - LABORATORY - CORRIDOR 2
TRACK through the corridors - PAN to the left and right to
see into the small GLASS CELLS where TEST SUBJECTS are being
kept prisoner.
LAB TECHNICIANS in white coats pass by regularly with
clipboards in hand, observing the creatures within the cells.
PAN to one cell, where a HUGE DEMON with a three HORNS
growing out of its head, peers back out...
Before it SLAMS against the strengthened glass, ROARING out
in anger. What makes it more disturbing is the extra pair of
ARMS that have been surgically attached to its upper torso!
Keep tracking, past another cell - a WEREWOLF paces around
and scratches at thin air, as it stands on its hind legs. It
pauses to look out, baring its teeth, before tilting its head
back and HOWLING low and mournfully.
Another cell. A MONSTER that looks more at home in a
Lovecraft novel. The thing can only be described as humanoid
in shape, with an OCTOPUS for a head. It raises its tentacles
and slides them across the glass, an inhuman gibbering coming
from it.
Another cell. What looks like a HUMAN MALE, but is way too
pale for that. He doesn't appear to be injured in any way. He
looks up and stares mournfully at the camera...
Before his eyes turn blood red and he LEAPS up towards the
glass, bearing his FANGS! A VAMPIRE!
Yet another cell. A WOMAN sitting on her bed facing away from
us, her bare back exposed to us. Until a PAIR of EYES open up
on her shoulder blades and stare balefully at us.
She extends her arms - or what can be considered arms, when
they resemble more like GIANT CRAB CLAWS! She turns her head,
only to reveal a sightless face, with a huge MAW filled with
razor sharp TEETH!
Continue pushing down the corridor, seeing more of these test
subjects ranging from "natural" looking, to the more mutated
varieties of various inhuman species mixed together.
PUSH ALONG as the test subjects SCREAM and MOAN according to
their predicament, passing more LAB TECHNICIANS.
Keep tracking until we arrive at a huge IRON DOOR, set up
differently to the other cells nearby.
The door SHAKES from time to time, and a loud SNIFFING can be
heard from the other side.
REVERSE ANGLE to see two LAB TECHNICIANS approach the door
with a TROLLEY of various chunks of MEAT from some
unrecogniseable animal. They look at each other, their
nervousness belying their desire to go near.
LAB TECHNICIAN #1
Man, I hate feeding this thing. You
just never know if today's gonna be
the day it grabs hold of you and
whoosh! That's the last you see of
your arm.
LAB TECHNICIAN #2
Tell me about it. I mean, I tried
physically begging to not do this,
but it's either this or my job, and
I can't afford to be laid off
again.
LAB TECHNICIAN #1
Don't tell me Clara's pregnant
again! Dude, you seriously need to
consider changing your religion.
The two technicians pull the trolley up to the door. All is
silent on the other side, as the SNIFFING continues.
The technicians approach a flip up hatch at the bottom of the
door, small enough to slide the tray of meat on.
Technician #1 opens the hatch, and all is silent from within.
Even the sounds of the groans and cries from the other cells
drop into silence.
He looks at Technician #2, who shrugs his shoulders. They
both lift the heavy tray, so they can lower it to the floor
and slide it through the hatch.
Something ROARS!
The two technicians both jump, their eyes wide open with
terror - as they DROP the tray, the chunks of meat scattering
near the hatch opening.
The two scared technicians turn and run as if their lives
depended on it.
RANDOM SHOTS of the various cells we've passed to see the
test subjects all banging against the glass HOOTING and
SCREAMING as the two technicians run past.
ANGLE on the door as it SHUDDERS with each jarring jolt. It
stops as the sniffing resumes.
PAN down to reveal the still open hatch, and a MASSIVE HAND
reaches out and grabs the meat, periodically until all of it
can be yanked into the cell.
CLOSE UP of the blood smears on the ground, as we slowly go
down to ground level, looking right into the open hatch.
In the gloomy darkness, something MASSIVE is sitting there,
MUNCHING on the chunks of meat, the sounds of SLOBBERING and
satisfying GRUNTS as we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
3 EXT. BLACK VAN - NIGHT 3
On the black van as it pulls up just on a ridge. PAN DOWN to
reveal the science facility from the teaser.
4 INT. BLACK VAN - NEXT 4
In the back of the van is VIVIAN, her black dreadlocked hair,
lying half across her face. She's out cold, heavily sedated.
PAN to the front of the van where LYRA sits in the passenger
seat, eyes closed. Though a few cuts are still visible on her
face, she seems to have healed up nicely.
She opens her eyes and cocks her head to her left. PAN ROUND
to see CHRIS stopping the van and letting out a sigh.
Lyra turns her head once more, and closes her eyes again. She
shakes her head slightly. He glances at Lyra for a beat.
CHRIS
Please stop... not 'looking' at me
like that, but, just...
LYRA
You know why I'm doing it.
CHRIS
Lyra, it's okay. I'm fine now. I
didn't have a choice back there,
but I won't do any of that dark
magic again. I promise you.
LYRA
You promise me now, but when the
next moment comes, and the next,
and the next... will you still be
so strong?
Chris takes her hand in his. She flinches a little, but
softens at his touch.
CHRIS
I give you my word.
Lyra manages a small smile, but underneath a hint of
nervousness is detected. Chris notices this, and frowns.
LYRA
That type of magic, it... it eats
your soul away. It's dangerous.
She turns to him, wearing a pleading expression.
CHRIS
I agree. Believe me, I know better
than anyone the kind of damage it
can do. But...
(off her imploring look)
Alright. I won't do any more black
magic. Ever.
Chris gives her hand a squeeze. PAN BACK towards the rear of
the van, where we find:
TWIST sitting with MARCUS, the two of them chuckling over
some shared joke.
PAN OVER to see DANYAEL watching them both with narrow eyes.
He reaches into his pocket for a cigarette, but the pack is
empty. He sighs and crushes the packet, tossing it to the
side.
It lands on Vivian, who doesn't even flinch, still out cold.
TWIST
Oh, get real! You're quite clearly
stuck in some kind of time warp if
you think jokes like that are funny
these days. I may as well roll out
my 'Angry Chinese Guy' routine.
MARCUS
Alright, Mistress of Comedy, why
don't you tell one?
TWIST
Listen and learn, noob.
(beat)
A man takes his Rottweiler to the
vet. "My dog is cross-eyed, is
there anything you can do for him?"
"Well," said the vet, "let's have a
look at him". So he picks the dog
up and examines his eyes, then he
checks his teeth. Finally, he says,
"I'm going to have to put him
down." "What? Because he's cross
eyed?" "No, because he's really
heavy."
Twist pat her knees in a drum like effect. Marcus just rolls
his eyes and shakes his head.
MARCUS
How can I ever top that?
(sighs)
Alright, here goes: Two blondes
walk into a building.
(beat)
You'd think at least one of them
would have seen it.
He looks at her, waiting for a reaction. Twist just raises an
eyebrow. Danyael notices this, grinning slightly.
MARCUS (cont'd)
No good...?
TWIST
If you're trying to impress me,
blood brother, then...
She gathers up a bunch of her hair, pointing to the dark
roots.
TWIST (cont'd)
See this? Still counts as blonde.
MARCUS
That hair's darker than I am.
TWIST
Doesn't matter!
MARCUS
I could tell another.
TWIST
Oh, I really think you shouldn't.
MARCUS
Blondes don't have more fun, they
just don't realise when they're
having a bad time.
Marcus grins, but Twist affixes a pout to her lips and turns
her back on him.
He glances at Danyael, who shrugs - hey, this is your mess.
Marcus looks back to Twist, growing a little uneasy...
Before twist's pout starts to crack into a smile. Marcus
SIGHS, and she chuckles as she punches his arm.
MARCUS (cont'd)
Har har. Very funny.
TWIST
Just wanted to see how far I could
push that.
(beat)
Everyone knows that the best blonde
jokes were invented by blondes.
Danyael rolls his eyes at the comment, causing Twist to
notice.
TWIST (cont'd)
Alright, Spook. What gives? Why the
long face?
(beat)
You're not exactly a horse.
She nudges Marcus again, as the worst jokes keep coming.
Danyael mumbles something.
TWIST (cont'd)
What? Speak up!
DANYAEL
(louder)
I said I'm just worried about
Vivian.
He looks down at her - she's restrained, tied at the wrists
and ankles to the floor of the van.
DANYAEL (cont'd)
And I'm hoping Romeo and Juliet up
there have a plan.
He sit back and turns to look at Chris and Lyra, who seem to
be in a heated conversation of their own.
Twist blinks at Danyael's outburst, before smiling slightly.
TWIST
Oh, Danny... are you jealous or
something?
Danyael stares at her without expression. He glances at
Marcus, who shakes his head.
MARCUS
Danyael, please. I'm just watching
her back.
DANYAEL
(under breath)
That's what I'm afraid of...
TWIST
Alright, cool it, you two. After
all we've been through, a little
light relief should be good. You
know, let off steam.
(beat)
And I have no problems whatsoever
about anyone watching my back. I
like to think it's quite pleasing
on the eye.
Danyael and Marcus swap a weary glance.
TWIST (cont'd)
What? Suddenly neither of you two
are interested?
MARCUS
This is going back to that shower
thing, isn't it? You do know I only
did that to screw with you, right?
Twist folds her arms, looking away imperiously.
TWIST
It's always nice to know I still
have an effect on men.
MARCUS
The only effect you have on me is
that I have to cover my ears.
Danyael laughs out loud as Twist hits them both. She stops
when Chris climbs into the back.
TWIST
Hey. Finished your little domestic?
CHRIS
(blinks)
We weren't having a 'domestic.'
TWIST
Really? Could've fooled me...
Chris sighs as he grabs his laptop and powers it up. He looks
towards Vivian and nods his head.
CHRIS
She hasn't woken up yet?
TWIST
Nope. What ever that sedative was,
sure did the trick.
DANYAEL
We should try it on you sometime.
Chris rolls his eyes and proceeds to bring up the a screen
full of blueprints and other documents.
CHRIS
I've gone over the copy of the data
that Vivian made at the last
facility.
(beat)
The facility down the hill is the
location where the current batch of
mutant vampires...
TWIST
Vombies, Chris. We already
established what they are.
CHRIS
(sighs)
Where the 'vombies' are currently
being created. So if there's going
to be a cure for whichever strain
of the virus she has, logically
it'll be down there.
DANYAEL
Given that our alternative is using
up all our sedatives.
TWIST
Yeah, and I saw '28 Weeks Later.'
Sooner or later, you always run out
of the good stuff.
MARCUS
We do have another alternative.
CHRIS
(firm)
Absolutely not. We're not giving up
on her. She's already proven to a
valuable member of the team, and we
could really use her expertise,
considering her knowledge of Parker
lets us know what he might plan on
doing next.
DANYAEL
Aside from the obvious? He's wiping
out all the vamp nests he can find,
and every wolf pack to boot.
MARCUS
Are we going to actually find
anything useful down there? What
about security?
CHRIS
That shouldn't be a problem.
There's a minimal military presence
here. We should be able to get in,
grab the cure and get the hell out.
TWIST
Sounds like a plan. But... I hate
to be the devil's advocate, but I
have to say that may not be as easy
as it looks.
CHRIS
Then we have to be prepared for
anything. Anything else?
At that moment, Vivian STIRS a little, before settling down
again.
Everyone holds their breath as Vivian resumes her breathing
once more, still not moving.
TWIST
Yes, let's get a move on, 'cause
she's a whole lot better when she's
out cold than when she's not.
CHRIS
Don't worry. We'll fix this.
(beat)
She should be safe here for a few
hours. She's full of enough
sedative to put down a herd of
rhinos.
DANYAEL
Will she be sedated long enough for
us to get what we need?
CHRIS
She should be out cold until the
morning. After that, we may need to
sedate her again.
TWIST
Then let's boogie, get the cure and
get back here ASAP! I'd like to
sleep in a real bed for a change
tonight.
They all file out of the van with gear in hand. Stay on the
sleeping Vivian for a beat as we cut to:
5 INT. FACILITY - CORRIDORS - LATER 5
The team quietly move through the corridors, noticing the
difference in layout to the previous bases they've been to.
They come to an intersection that leads out to a steel
catwalk above the sprawling laboratory below.
PAN down to see the open plan base consist of large viewing
areas and more glass cages.
LAB TECHNICIANS walk around checking the contents of the
cages and nod to each other in passing. There appears to be
no guards or any military personnel in the area.
DANYAEL
What is this place? And why is it
so low key?
Chris looks up at the ceiling and sees very little in the way
of sensors and cameras.
CHRIS
It must be some kind of breeding
facility...
The others glance at each other as Chris becomes lost in
thought. Twist taps him on the shoulder.
TWIST
The sooner we grab what we need,
the sooner we can leave here and
not get caught. Remember?
CHRIS
(checks plans)
The items we need are in this
section here. Let's try not to
attract too much attention.
TWIST
Please. You make it sound like I
attract trouble.
Chris looks at her with a meaningful look, while Marcus and
Danyael exchange a grin.
They silently move away from the catwalk as they move down
another corridor. Stay for a beat.
6 INT. LABORATORY - SECTION 47 - NEXT 6
They enter a small laboratory that houses medical supplies.
CHRIS
This is the place! I'll get
started. The rest of you, keep a
weather eye out.
He rummages through several cupboards as he gathers various
items.
TWIST
Is that different to just keeping a
look out?
Twist and Marcus stand guard outside the door, watching for
any of the technicians.
Lyra stands by the door with Twist and Marcus, while Danyael
helps Chris look for the items on the list.
Lyra looks to one side, frowning. She drops her head as
though listening to some distant sound.
LYRA
Something... there's something very
angry in here. We should get out.
CHRIS
We will, as soon as we get what we
came for.
ON TWIST and Marcus, as she mimes Lyra and Chris speaking - a
little unkindly. Marcus NUDGES her.
Chris looks over the items that Danyael has grabbed so far
and looks at one particular bottle.
DANYAEL
Aconitum?
(beat)
You better not show that to Marcus.
CHRIS
It's not for him anyway, so he
should have nothing to fear.
TWIST
What's aconitum?
MARCUS
It's more commonly known as
Wolfsbane.
TWIST
Oh. So, bad stuff for you, right?
MARCUS
Maybe, if it was in the wrong
hands.
TWIST
Yeah, but it's in our hands.
MARCUS
Good point.
TWIST
Meh, I prefer good old fashioned
beating in of brains. Works for me.
ON DANYAEL as he watches the two again, before Chris rejoins
him. A bag full of supples is slung over his shoulder.
CHRIS
That's almost everything. We need
to get to the tech stations to get
the rest of the data, and then
we're ready to leave.
They leave the small lab and move back out into the corridor.
7 INT. LABORATORY - CORRIDOR - NEXT 7
Marcus stops for a beat, as he sniffs the air. He growls
softly getting the others attention.
MARCUS
This isn't just an observation
facility. They're...
(sniffs again)
Blood. Death. Fear.
TWIST
Different to what we usually find
in these places how?
MARCUS
Fresh. Fresher.
Chris looks to Lyra, who is silently nodding her head.
CHRIS
That seems to be a shared feeling.
(beat)
Let's keep moving.
The continue to walk down the corridor occasionally ducking
into empty rooms to avoid detection from the lab technicians.
8 INT. LABORATORY - VIEWING AREA - NEXT 8
The team walk down a corridor until they come to another
viewing area, that reveals the glass cages more closely.
Chris holds the railing, a little stunned, as he sees what
the facility is being really used for.
PAN DOWN to see the occupants of the cages are either asleep
or sedated. Sorry-looking INHUMANS of various shapes and
sizes shuffle around like zombies.
A number of SCIENTISTS are prodding one particular INHUMAN
who is chained up on a platform. The inhuman WAILS as it is
prodded and poked with CATTLE PRODS.
The scientists each nod as they write down their
observations.
ON THE TEAM, each with a stunned look on their faces.
TWIST
What the frick is this? The House
of Frankenstein? Lovecraft?
Frankencraft? Lovestein?
She looks at the others, but doesn't get any response. Chris
is still gripping the railing as he stares down, his look
darkening.
LYRA
So much pain here... all of the
creatures here, this is all they've
known... or all they can remember.
Marcus looks down with growing disgust. He GROWLS softly as
his hands clench into fists.
MARCUS
We can't let them do this.
CHRIS
(wary)
Marcus, I understand what you must
be feeling...
Marcus eyes turn a feral YELLOW as he slowly morphs into
GAROU form - FUR bristles along his hands, FANGS descending
and CLAWS lengthening!
MARCUS
(snaps)
No, you don't understand! You can't
feel what these creatures have been
put through. The air's thick with
it. Their suffering. Their loss.
Their... hopelessness.
(beat)
It's our duty to free them.
Lyra holds her head, grimacing. Danyael gently herds her away
from the railing.
Chris watches her - Danyael nods that she's okay - then back
to Marcus, still bristling with anger.
CHRIS
(hisses)
It's too dangerous! This is
exactly the sort of thing I didn't
want us getting involved in! Quick
in, quick out, no time for any
bloody crusades!
Twist glances down towards the viewing area and taps Marcus
on the shoulder. He whirls to face her - and she points to:
A different part of the viewing area. A young female WEREWOLF
being is abused by a set of LAB TECHNICIANS. She HOWLS at
them as they poke her with various CATTLE PRODS.
TWIST
Thought you should see that.
Marcus GROWLS loudly, and completes the morphing into GAROU
form. He pushes off the railing and LEAPS down to the viewing
area below!
CHRIS
What the hell did you do that for?
TWIST
Because he's right! We have to do
something here!
(holds up Duggan)
So we let them know that messing
with science is a very bad thing to
do. Right?
Chris fumes - and hears the CRASH as Marcus lands below,
followed by SHOUTS of alarm from the panicked technicians.
CHRIS
(beat)
Twist, go down and help him out.
Danyael, Lyra, follow me. We'll
join in from the side.
TWIST
Check.
Chris rushes past Danyael and the recovered Lyra, the trio
hurrying down a nearby staircase.
Twist goes to vault over the railing after Marcus - then sees
the drop below, thinks better of it and races over to the
stairs instead.
The cacophony of screams from the lab technicians and the
hoots from the inhumans drift up towards us, and as they meld
together into a symphony of the damned, as we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT ONE
ACT TWO
FADE IN:
9 INT. LABORATORY - CELL COMPLEX - NIGHT 9
Marcus is SLASHING out at the frightened LAB TECHNICIANS and
SCIENTISTS, who never expected to be on the business end of
some very sharp claws.
He HOWLS in anger as he rakes his claws across the throat of
a hapless scientist. He charges over towards the female
werewolf and SWIPES viciously at a technician near her. She
looks up with relief in her eyes.
PAN AROUND to see the others running into frame. Twist comes
in full speed ahead, CRACKING the head of a nearby TECHNICIAN
with Duggan.
TWIST
There's your Big Bang Theory,
baumgartner!
Chris is beyond angry at the actions of the scientists that
he swings at with his katana, slicing into them.
Several go down, but Chris isn't aiming to kill - just
incapacitate. He leaves a trail of bloody but still moving
bodies in his wake.
He SLAMS random scientists and technicians into lab equipment
and up against the glass enclosures.
The caged inhumans all scream and hoot at the fight,
hammering at their glass cells with renewed vigour. Some of
the stronger ones manage to cause hairline cracks in the
glass.
Chris SLAMS into another SCIENTIST and PUNCHES him viciously,
before stabbing him with his katana.
Another TECHNICIAN moves into attack him with a CATTLE PROD,
but Chris spins around and yanks him forward, sending him
flying across the room.
He goes flying into a nearby cell, causing the occupant, a
huge BEAR-LIKE creature to roar and stand up on its hind legs
as it BASHES the glass.
ON DANYAEL and Lyra, as they stand to one side. He watches
the fight quickly unfold. Lyra holds both hands to her head
and rocks back and forth.
LYRA
Danyael, it's too much! All of
them, screaming, crying out...
there's too much in here!
Danyael holds her back, conflicted from helping the others
and watching her.
DANYAEL
Come on, Lyra, focus! See if you
can do something to help them!
Lyra nods slowly, before closing her eyes. Her breathing
slows down, until she begins to sing a melody, softly at
first, but gradually growing in sound.
PAN to each cell enclosure as the sound is heard by each of
the inhumans, who all turn to listen.
BACK TO CHRIS who is tangling with a group of SCIENTISTS, who
are doing their best to defend themselves. One of the
scientists tries to reason with Chris.
SCIENTIST
Who are you people? What do you
want?
CHRIS
We're shutting down this operation.
SCIENTIST
But... we're trying to save lives!
The work we're doing here, it's,
it's going to help -
Chris PUNCHES the scientist in the face, sending him flying.
CHRIS
You have no right to play God! You
don't have any idea what you're
fooling around with in here, do
you?
The scientist tries to get up, but Chris stomps his foot on
his chest.
SCIENTIST
(dazed)
Please... you'll set our work back
years...
Chris yanks him until they are looking eye to eye. The
scientist looks at him in horror as Chris' eyes go BLOOD-RED.
CHRIS
(snarls)
The only thing I'm doing is
shutting this facility down. You
can give Parker my regards.
He picks the scientist up effortlessly and HURLS him across
the room.
The scientist SCREAMS as he lands heavily into a circuit
breaker board on the wall.
BOOM!
The scientist smashes the board, destroying the circuit
breakers. He falls to the floor unconscious, causing a
massive power surge throughout the lab!
The rest of the team stop as the lights begin to go out one
by one - until the lab is bathed in a red glow of back up
lights.
One TECHNICIAN looks at Chris in horror.
TECHNICIAN
What have you done?
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