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[previous | bottom] ACT TWO
FADE IN:
13 INT. BAR - LATER 13
It's nearly closing time as the Bartender stacks chairs on
tables. The jukebox is still on random, playing out some old
Nickelback hit.
He moves over the POOL TABLE which is bathed in a light from
an overhead LAMP. Rubbing over the wood of the table, he
holds a cue aloft just as:
The door OPENS and Chris enters, holding a glowing STONE
which intensifies its glow as he steps further into the room.
Chris turns to Danyael, Vivian, Lyra and Marcus who have
entered the bar, following him.
CHRIS
She was here.
DANYAEL
Makes sense. She always did like
places like these. I wouldn't be
surprised if there's a chocolate
fountain out back with cigarette
ends floating in it.
The Bartender makes his way over, looking taller and tougher
than most of them, especially with the POOL CUE in his hand.
He's not holding it like a weapon - yet.
BARTENDER
We're closed.
(off glowing stone)
Especially to freaks who burst in
with pieces of Kryptonite.
CHRIS
We're not -
MARCUS
(interrupts)
We're sorry. We're just looking for
a friend of ours.
BARTENDER
Well, I get a hell of a lot of
customers every night.
(pointedly)
Despite this not being a 'good
bar.'
Danyael has the decency to look a little embarrassed.
BARTENDER (cont'd)
But I've got a good memory, so
spill. Who's the girl you're after?
LYRA
(puzzled)
How did you know it was a female
friend?
BARTENDER
(shrugs)
Bunch of guys burst into a bar well
past closing time looking for
somebody? It's always about a girl.
Plus, your guy with the glowing...
thing here said 'she was here.'
(off looks)
I pay attention.
CHRIS
(indicating)
She's about yay high with long
hair. Blonde. Like...
BARTENDER
Blonde?
DANYAEL
You've seen her?
MARCUS
Where'd she go?
The Bartender exchanges glances with Chris and the others at
Danyael and Marcus before continuing
BARTENDER (cont'd)
I don't think she was capable of
going anywhere.
(indicating)
She passed right out on the floor
there.
VIVIAN
And you didn't pick her up or help
her?
CHRIS
(dry)
Good to see American hygiene's
still up to its usual standards.
(beat)
Where did she go? Unconscious
people don't usually 'go' anywhere.
BARTENDER
Some guy picked her up. Said they
were 'involved.'
CHRIS
If by 'involved', he meant 'total
stranger', then that's right.
MARCUS
So where did they go?
BARTENDER
(shrugs)
No idea, buddy.
(beat)
Must have been close, though,
'cause he was carrying her over his
shoulder, and no offence to your
friend, but she's no lightweight.
(beat)
He couldn't have carried her any
further than a few blocks, I
reckon.
MARCUS
Did he have a car?
BARTENDER
(shakes head)
Nope. Or if he did, it wasn't in
the parking lot.
LYRA
(sincere)
Thank you. You've been really
helpful.
The team huddle around while the Bartender continues his
cleaning. Danyael turns to Marcus.
DANYAEL
Can't you just... sniff her out or
something?
MARCUS
(beat; cold)
Try that sentence again without it
becoming offensive, and I might
respond in a way that doesn't
result in you with a broken jaw.
Vivian steps inbetween the two men, laying a hand on each of
their chests.
VIVIAN
Whoa, whoa, whoa! Think we can lay
off the testosterone for a minute
or do we have to get you two in an
arena so you can square off?
(grins)
Will there be oil? Oh, say there
will.
Both of them seething, Marcus and Danyael reluctantly NOD
before separating their dangerous proximity.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
Good! Now how about an actual plan,
instead of seeing who can grow the
biggest set of nuts between you?
(beat)
Chris?
CHRIS
I'm thinking.
VIVIAN
Right. So while Chris digs in his
pocket to see if he even has a
pair... Lyra?
The previously silent Lyra turns, looking a little confused.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
Have you tried using your... Spider
Sense thing to find Twist?
LYRA
I was following her... essence all
the way from the van.
The team lean in eagerly.
LYRA (cont'd)
I tried to follow her trail, but
with the state of mind she was in
it was like trying to catch a
feather in the wind anyway. Add all
the alcohol she seems to have drunk
into that, and... I lost her.
DANYAEL
(edgy)
What do you mean 'lost'?
CHRIS
Don't take this out on Lyra. She's
tried something, at least.
LYRA
(optimistically)
I might be able to relocate Twist's
trail if we can get to somewhere
where she has been really close.
VIVIAN
Let's go try and see if anyone
nearby saw her, then.
The team nod and head outside, leaving the bemused Bartender
behind and forcing us to CUT TO:
14 INT. APARTMENT - SAME TIME 14
The moonlight is blocked out, only allowing enough to see.
PAN ALONG dusty and dishevelled furniture in a pretty damn
rundown apartment.
It's like something the typical twenty-something student
would live in but judging by the abundance of pink and blue,
it's not a single-person affair.
There are several doors, leading off to various rooms in the
apparently spacious apartment.
There are pictures, some of them professional prints. PAN
ALONG tidy piles of clothing all over the place, along with
the clutter of DVDs and CDs that make a place truly lived in.
Finally stop and then DROP right onto the couch to find
Twist. There's a small lump on the side of her head from
where she collapsed in the bar, but apart from that she looks
almost peaceful in her sleep.
After a beat, she turns and STIRS, mumbling a little in her
sleep before:
TWIST
(groggily)
No, Milo, I don't want to see your
powers again...
Twist blinks, before CLUTCHING her head in what must be the
mother of all headaches. She shakes her hair from her face
and then props herself on her elbows.
She looks up, shaking her hair out of her face. She in her
musty surroundings, as well as the fact she has absolutely no
idea where she is.
TWIST (cont'd)
Hello?
(beat; timid)
Satan?
However a DOOR OPENS and the sounds of a shower being turned
off sound through the otherwise silent apartment.
She turns as Boyce strides in, wearing a clean set of clothes
and looking much fresher all round.
BOYCE
(smiling)
Hey.
Twist springs up from the couch and backs away from him,
assuming a fighting posture.
TWIST
Alright, I don't know what's
happening here, but you've got
three seconds before I open up The
Can on you...
BOYCE
What 'can'?
TWIST
This one right here. Says 'Whup
Ass' on it.
(raising fist)
I can't fight a ghost, damn it!
BOYCE
You're dead as well, you know.
TWIST
(beat; yelling)
Help! I'm being held prisoner by a
dead guy!
Boyce moves towards her but she SMACKS him aside and opens a
door, running into:
15 INT. APARTMENT - BEDROOM - NEXT 15
Twist SKIDS but can't stop her speed in time as she crashes
into a TREASURE CHEST on the floor.
Now on the floor, she sees it's just a child's, bright pink
treasure chest. She BLINKS at it and then looks up at the
room properly.
The walls are a sky blue, with posters of female singers and
ponies and the like pasted all around them.
Twist sees that she's next to a single BED, where the chest
lies at the foot of it.
At the other end, away from where Twist crashed - literally -
is the form of a YOUNG GIRL.
The Young Girl is awake now, rubbing her eyes in a mixture of
annoyance and sleepy confusion at her disturber.
The Young Girl has long blonde hair, tousled from a night's
sleep and big blue eyes that eye Twist suspiciously.
YOUNG GIRL
(sleepily)
Who are you?
Twist gets to her feet, still racking her mind to think of
where she's seen this young girl before Boyce enters.
He holds his hand out as an offer of peace, then indicates
the Young Girl who is sat up in bed, Spongebob on the sheets.
BOYCE
Honey, this is a friend of mine.
Her name's Twist.
Twist and the Young Girl look equally nervous and suspicious
at the moment before:
BOYCE (cont'd)
Twist, this is someone you haven't
seen in a long time.
(beat)
Twist, this is Sophia.
Twist looks down in unbelievable shock as SOPHIA MCFADDEN,
Twist's little sister, gazes up, an innocent expression of
confusion on her face.
Rapidly PUSH IN on Twist's face, unable to comprehend this
mindwarp that's put Boyce's appearance away from her.
Off her truly shocked expression, SMASH CUT TO:
16 EXT. STREETS - SAME TIME 16
The group are gathered around a street lamp while Chris rests
a faded MAP against a wall.
CHRIS
(indicating)
It's likely that the person who
took Twist is within a three mile
radius. Now, together, it'll take
us much longer to search for her,
but if we split up into twos, we
can cover much more ground.
(beat)
Vivian, try and cover everything
north. I'll take east.
(beat)
Marcus and Lyra are our two
trackers here, so Lyra, if you go
with Danyael Marcus can head off on
his own. He's got plenty of
experience dealing with hunting
people down.
DANYAEL
(beat)
Fine.
MARCUS
Fantastic.
Marcus and Danyael immediately head off in different
directions, leaving Chris, Lyra and Vivian stood there.
Lyra, sensing where Danyael has gone, smiles a little and
then follows him.
CHRIS
Vivian...
Vivian lays a comforting hand on Chris' shoulder.
VIVIAN
It's okay, Chris. I get it. After
what Parker did to her...
(beat)
Twist is not going to be caught by
that bastard again.
CHRIS
I know that we'll try until we're
blue in the face, but if Twist's
hurt and manipulated like that
again, we'll have to... put a stop
to her before she goes on another
rampage.
VIVIAN
I know. And I also know that we're
a hell of a lot stronger than
anyone's given us credit for.
(smiles)
We've been shot, stabbed, poisoned
and generally had the shit kicked
out of us... and we're still here.
We're stronger. And we'll find
Twist.
Chris nods, apparently a little uncertain.
CHRIS
But if you find her, and she...
VIVIAN
(sincere)
Then I promise you - if that does
happen, I promise to take care of
them both. For Twist.
Off Vivian's determined, honest look, we CUT TO:
17 INT. APARTMENT - ROOM - SAME TIME 17
Twist is still looking down at Sophia in mingled awe and
shock as the young girl blinks blearily at Twist and then
Boyce.
SOPHIA
Daddy, who is this lady?
Twist spins, eyes widening at the 'D' word. Boyce looks a
little awkward, to say the least.
BOYCE
(thinking)
Sophia, honey, this is... an... old
friend which you don't remember
because you were so young when she
left.
SOPHIA
Oh. Hi.
(beat; to Boyce)
Can I go back to sleep now?
BOYCE
(to Twist)
Can I...?
TWIST
(distracted)
Huh? Uh... yeah.
Twist steps back as Boyce kneels down and tucks Sophia in.
BOYCE
(to Sophia)
You want a CD on? One of your
special ones?
SOPHIA
Yeah. Thanks.
Boyce moves over to the small CD PLAYER in the corner and
starts flicking gently through a half dozen of CDs.
BOYCE
You remember you have that project
due in tomorrow, right? What's it
about again? Whales?
SOPHIA
Dolphins, Dad.
He TICKLES her and she GIGGLES, sleepily though and he heads
back to the
SOPHIA (cont'd)
I finished it last night.
BOYCE
(proudly)
That's my girl.
Boyce selects a CD, pushes it into the player and starts it.
The sounds of THUNDER and LIGHTNING begin to quietly come
from the player as Boyce kneels by Sophia's bedside.
BOYCE (cont'd)
Now, get some sleep, okay?
SOPHIA
(nods)
I will.
BOYCE
I love you, sweetie.
Sophia KISSES Boyce on the cheek in a fatherly way.
SOPHIA
(sleepily)
Love you too, Dad.
As Sophia curls up snugly with her blankets and comforter
around her, Boyce slowly leaves the room, shutting the door
behind him.
18 INT. APARTMENT - LOUNGE - NEXT 18
Boyce barely has time to turn around before Twist picks him
up and SLAMS him into a wall by his throat, dislodging
several items from the wall!
TWIST
What the hell is this? Is this some
sick joke?
BOYCE
(grimacing)
Twist, let... let me explain.
After a beat, Twist's curiosity wins out and she drops Boyce
heavily. He moves over to the couch and sits down, rubbing
his throat.
BOYCE (cont'd)
That night, back when we... when I
left you on that hill. I... I never
wanted to leave you there.
(beat)
But I couldn't stand up to the
crew. I needed to be strong and
show strength and...
TWIST
What? I was the weight you had to
lift to prove you were a big,
strong boy so you could get in with
your gang of vampire jerk-offs?!
(beat)
I loved you. And you betrayed me.
BOYCE
No! It was never...
(sighs)
The night afterwards, I headed
straight back to the house.
CUT TO:
19 INT. MCFADDEN HOME - NIGHT (FLASHBACK) 19
There's no police cars around at the moment but the
distinctive sound of them confirms that they're pretty damn
close.
BOYCE (V.O.)
I waited until the boys had gone
for the celebratory drink and drive
before I went back.
CUT TO:
20 INT. MCFADDEN HOME - BEDROOM - SAME TIME 20
The CORPSES of Twist's parents, TOM and ELENA MCFADDEN are
laid in the room, pools of BLOOD around them. Boyce, the same
age as we previously saw him, moves quickly around the room
and past the empty cot where baby Sophia laid.
BOYCE (V.O.)
I'd hidden Sophia away in case any
of the gang turned violent and
thought I'd betray or leave them...
and needed a hostage.
He checks no one's around before Boyce opens a CHEST OF
DRAWERS and after moving some clothes aside, pulls out BABY
SOPHIA!
She's asleep now, in a little pink sleeping suit, but stirs a
little before Boyce rocks her back to sleeping bliss.
BOYCE (V.O.) (cont'd)
They never knew that she existed.
Far as they were concerned, she'd
been left in that house to die and
that was no problem to them.
CUT BACK TO:
21 INT. APARTMENT - LOUNGE - PRESENT DAY 21
Twist has now sat down next to Boyce on the couch. His head
is in his hands, but this gets no sympathy from Twist.
BOYCE
I never told Sophia about you
because I thought that it'd hurt
her more than it'd help her.
TWIST
I'm her sister! You can't deny her
that! And what's with that 'Daddy'
crap? She has a father!
BOYCE
Had.
She's ready to swing for him. Boyce exhales, leaning back.
TWIST
So I'm supposed to believe that
you've looked after her for seven
years, without ever telling her who
her real family is?
BOYCE
What good would that have done? To
her, you're just a stranger. I
couldn't tell her what actually
happened, could I?
Twist turns away, arms crossed.
BOYCE (cont'd)
It wasn't until a few months ago
that I learned you'd come back.
How... how did you even -
TWIST
Nu-uh. Your story first.
BOYCE
(beat; soft)
She was the one thing left that
reminded me of you... I had to
protect her. Keep her safe.
This doesn't anything to calm Twist down - far from it as she
STANDS, getting right in her face as her red mist descends.
TWIST
You wanna know what happened to me?
What you did? Where I went after
you set me on fire and left me to
die?
(yells)
You sent me to Hell! And not any
kind of metaphorical, 'other
people' crap - actual Hell! I was
stuck in that place for... I don't
even know how long, reliving my
nightmares, day after day after
day, because you sent me there! And
for what? For your goddamn pride
and for that gang! I only managed
to get out because of -
SOPHIA (O.S.)
Daddy?
Twist and Boyce turn and see the still sleepy looking Sophia
standing in the doorway, rubbing her eyes but with clear
TEARS in her eyes at the conversation.
SOPHIA (cont'd)
What's... what's goin' on?
Twist takes a hesitant step towards the tearful child.
BOYCE
Nothing, sweetheart. Go back to
sleep. Twist and I are just -
he freezes, turning to the window - and then he SHOVES them
to one side - just as a MOLOTOV COCKTAIL SAILS through the
window and EXPLODES!
FLAMES erupt onto the heavily carpeted surroundings and as
Twist looks, shocked at what the frick's just happened, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
22 INT. APARTMENT - NIGHT 22
As fire BELCHES around them, ENGULFING their surroundings,
Twist struggles to her feet whilst Sophia SCREAMS.
TWIST
C'mon, where the - ?
However as the couch CATCHES FIRE and Sophia begins to couch
from the smoke, Boyce sails into view, wrapping an arm around
Sophia, hauling her up close to him.
He grabs a BAG by the door, slinging it around his shoulder
and then DROP-KICKS it open, sprinting through it with Twist
hot on his heels.
23 INT. APARTMENT BLOCK - STAIRWELL - NEXT 23
The three head straight down the stairwell, the glow from the
fire behind them.
TWIST
Oh, so now you're getting
firebombed? I'd thought your social
life had sucked before, but now -
BOYCE
Twist, just shut the hell up for
two minutes, alright?
They KICK the door open and BURST OUT into:
24 EXT. APARTMENT BLOCK - NEXT 24
The three SKID to a halt as they spot several FIGURES,
clearly waiting for them.
As the figures step out of the shadows, they're revealed as
BIKERS, grinning wickedly at the trio.
TWIST
Friends of yours?
BOYCE
Something like that.
More specifically, they're BIKER VAMPS, members of Boyce's
gang. Or judging by their reactions, former gang.
A single vampire BIKER steps out further, clearly the new
leader and clad in smarter leathers than the others.
LEAD BIKER
Boyce, man... you really thought
you could outrun us? That you could
play house with your new toy and we
wouldn't find you again?
BOYCE
I picked up your cheap ass
aftershave a half mile away,
Morgan. You really need to invest
in some new products.
MORGAN snarls at him but at that moment, Twist steps forward,
moving towards the biker gang.
TWIST
Hey. Now. I'm as pissed as you are
at old Boycey here. More, in fact,
but you can have him as long as you
leave me and the girl alone.
MORGAN
I'm afraid we'll need young Sophia
as well, Miss McFadden.
TWIST
(blinks)
You...
MORGAN
Know who you are? Yeah, we
recognise you. Heard you'd come
back from the dead - again - but
had to see it for myself.
(beat)
You look pale.
Sophia visibly shields herself behind Boyce and Twist sighs,
clearly tired.
TWIST
You know what? I think I'm getting
a hangover, and I am too damn tired
to keep putting up with this...
Twist glances across. Her eyes light up, and she reaches into
the bag that Boyce brought with him - pulling out a BASEBALL
BAT.
TWIST (cont'd)
... so here's how this goes down.
You Rob Halford groupies either
step aside and let us go, or I
reacquaint you all with your
internal organs.
She twirls it a couple of times experimentally, smiling a
little and testing the weight.
Morgan chuckles, glancing back at his gang, who join in with
the derisive laughter.
TWIST (cont'd)
Suit yourselves. As the wise
prophet Yoda once said... kick your
ass, so I will.
And with that Twist LEAPS forward, SMACKING straight into the
vamps! She RAMS her bat into one biker's gut before smashing
the bat onto an incoming vamp's head.
She FLICKS the bat from one hand to another allowing her to
land a heavy RIGHT HOOK on an advancing vamp!
She SMIRKS before she flips her head around and SMASHES her
fist against another vamp, clothes-lining him to the ground
before ax kicking him.
She dodges a blow and then SPINS - the baseball bat held in
front of her as it sends the vamps around her staggering,
temporarily regaining the odds.
Boyce has scooped Sophia up and running full tilt to
something in the distance while Twist ducks a swing to the
head but receives a knee to her chest for her trouble.
She FROWNS, giving the vamp a good one-two, flooring him for
the moment.
TWIST (cont'd)
Hey! Didn't your mom tell you not
to hit girls? Especially ones this
pretty?
She HEADBUTTS the vamp who kneed her and kicks him in the
groin, smirking before grabbing him in a headlock and
SNAPPING his NECK!
TWIST (cont'd)
Hey, I never said I wasn't going to
hit back.
As the melee continues, Twist is continuing her mix of attack
and defense but it's running out fast as she takes a vicious
BLOW to the chest, winding her and leaving her vulnerable to
a SCISSOR KICK from Morgan.
Morgan leans down, smirking at Twist's prone form, despite
the bat in her hand.
MORGAN
You know, you're like an urban
legend round here. The great Twist
McFadden who was burnt at the stake
and fought her way back through
Hell itself.
TWIST
You've heard of me? My friends' d
be so proud.
MORGAN
It'll be a shame that we'll have to
kill you now. Re-kill you, I guess.
Twist's eyes FLICK to something off-screen briefly before she
smiles.
TWIST
(smiling)
Wanna know the truth about me? The
real story before I get staked?
MORGAN
Go on.
TWIST
The truth is...
And at that moment, a PICKUP TRUCK, driven by Boyce SLAMS
into the vamp gang!
They're all thrown away, the front grille knocking into
Morgan and sending him FLYING and SMACKING into the brick
wall opposite but leaving Twist unharmed.
TWIST (cont'd)
Oh, sorry - car!
Morgan, however, is also unharmed and he and his bikers are
rapidly recovering as Twist scrambles over to the door of the
pickup.
TWIST (cont'd)
Nice save, for once.
Twist clambers into the van, where she sees Sophia is between
her and Boyce in the driving seat.
TWIST (cont'd)
Let's go before the Wild Hogs over
there manage to scramble around and
find their brain cell.
(beat)
And then you can tell me why the
heck you've got your former best
buddies breathin' down your neck
and want you with a stake in your
chest. They need to wait their damn
turn, for one thing.
Boyce nods, albeit reluctantly, as he guns the engine, the
pickup building up speed as it heads past the recovering
bikers, forcing us to DISSOLVE TO:
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