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TEASER
FADE IN:
1 INT. CAR - NIGHT 1
Right where we left them, TWIST and BOYCE are sprawled across
the inside of the car. Both of them are out for the count
while the FIRE creeps along the side of the car, setting the
upholstery alight and running rivulets of flame across the
seat.
One droplet of FLAME licks across the edge of Twist's hair
and sets it ALIGHT!
After a long beat, Twist STIRS, wincing as she presses a hand
to her forehead.
TWIST
(sniffing)
What the---?
She turns and sees that her hair's on fire.
TWIST (cont'd)
(beat)
Ah.
Then she YELLS, swatting at it desperately before yanking her
seatbelt, ignoring the unconscious Boyce next to her.
2 EXT. CAR - CONTINUOUS 2
Twist sticks her head out of the window and spots the gas
running rapidly towards the source of the flame.
3 INT. CAR - CONTINUOUS 3
She ducks back inside, frantic:
TWIST
Oh, crap, crap, crap...
She tries the door of the car but it's stuck fast! She pushes
again, turning sideways and DRIVING her feet straight into
the door.
Once, twice, three times - but it won't move, no matter how
hard she rams her feet into the weakened door.
TWIST (cont'd)
Come on!
YELLING in pain, she SLAMS the door with both of her feet,
knocking with all her weight - and the DOOR BURSTS OPEN!
4 EXT. HIGHWAY 62 - CONTINUOUS 4
Scrambling out, Twist sprints full tilt away from the car,
stopping before she turns back, looking at the car.
The gas is flowing dangerously close now and we can just see
the slowly moving form of Boyce through the cracked glass.
Twist can't stop looking and bites her lip, hopping from one
foot to another.
TWIST
(mutters)
Aww...if I get killed, I'm gonna
kick his ass!
And with that Twist races back across the dusty road, HOPPING
OVER pieces of shrapnel from the bikes and the car and ducks
back inside the car.
5 EXT. CAR - NEXT 5
With the gas seconds away from igniting the car, Twist
SNATCHES Duggan II and RAMS him home through the driver's
seat's window, SPRAYING GLASS everywhere.
Pieces rain down all over Boyce but Twist clearly doesn't
give a hell as she PULLS at the door repeatedly.
After a long beat of trying, she RUNS around the car and
DIVES through the ajar door:
6 INT. CAR - CONTINUOUS 6
Pulling at Boyce's seatbelt, she yanks at it repeatedly
before grabbing a KNIFE of Boyce's and TUGGING at it before
it finally SNAPS.
Twist grabs Boyce's ankles and tugs at him, shifting him
slowly before she manages to finally drag him fully out of
the car.
7 EXT. HIGHWAY 62 - NEXT 7
Twist, carrying Boyce as fast as she can, THROWS the
unconscious man far away and DIVING, just as the gas hits
the flame and the whole car EXPLODES INTO FLAMES!
The shockwave carries Twist a bit further away from the
explosion and she ROLLS, landing just beside Boyce who STIRS
awake.
BOYCE
(blearily)
What happened?
TWIST
(beat)
Nothing much. Just saved your ass
as usual, ruined my hair, usual.
While, I might add, you slept and
looked like a general ass once
more.
Boyce rolls onto his back, staring at the sky - then reaches
into his pocket for a carton of CIGARETTES.
Twist stares incredulously at him as he pats his pockets down
for a lighter.
TWIST (cont'd)
You know, if you need a light, I
could always just shove your face
in the burning wreckage.
He glances across at her, gets the hint and stuffs the
cigarette back in his pocket.
And then a thought hits him - his eyes bulge as he jerks
upright and yells:
BOYCE
Sophia! Sophia!
Boyce stumbles to his feet, and Twist drags herself up after
him, grabbing him before he can race back to the car.
TWIST
Dude, we're gonna get her back, but
you've got a wound the size of a
baseball in your head and right
now, we're stuck in the middle of
the frickin' desert about two hours
before we turn into the new KFC
menu!
At that moment, there's a RUMBLE and Twist and Boyce SPIN
AROUND to see a VAN speeding up the road.
TWIST (cont'd)
Alright. Shut up and I'll knock
them out. We can still catch up
with your gang if we try.
BOYCE
(tetchy)
They're not 'my gang' any more.
The van's HEADLIGHTS illuminate Twist and Boyce SUDDENLY and
then SIDE-SWERVES, forcing Twist and Boyce to take a step
back as the van comes to a stop.
The side to the van OPENS and several FIGURES step out into
the road whom they instantly recognise:
CHRIS, DANYAEL, VIVIAN and MARCUS all head towards Twist, all
looking pleased to see her again.
MARCUS
Need a ride?
Twist manages a small smile as we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
8 INT. VAN - NIGHT 8
Danyael drives the van, tearing down the dimly-lit highway as
fast as he can.
PUSH BACK into the main area of the van to find Vivian and
Chris patching up Twist and Boyce.
With some expertise, Vivian SEWS a cut above Twist's eyebrow
shut before she finishes it with a small flourish.
VIVIAN
(off look)
What? I know stuff. Don't look so
surprised.
CHRIS
(dry)
Part of your feminine mystique, I
take it?
VIVIAN
(smiles)
Of course.
TWIST
God help me, Chris, but I think I'm
almost starting to like this girl.
Vivian chuckles, glancing over:
Marcus and LYRA are sat opposite Boyce as Chris finishes
applying a POWDER to a wound of Boyce's chest.
The nasty looking wound HISSES for several beats and Boyce
has to grit his teeth as the powder ABSORBS the blood and
then DISSOLVES into the skin.
CHRIS
That should keep it clean, but if
it starts to burn, I'll apply some
essence of zhyrou.
BOYCE
And that'll... help me?
CHRIS
No, I thought that after wasting
our limited resources on someone
forced on us, we'd give you
something on the off-chance that it
would kill you horribly.
BOYCE
(beat)
So... yes, then?
CHRIS
(dry)
Yes.
Chris moves off while Marcus and Lyra remain opposite him.
BOYCE
(to Marcus and Lyra)
And what are you two? My jailors?
MARCUS
Yes.
BOYCE
I can understand you... but her?
She looks like if you breathed on
her the wrong way, she'd shatter.
LYRA
(matter of fact)
I can kill you with my voice.
Boyce reacts as Marcus leans in close, calmly stating:
MARCUS
See, I'm a werewolf, and I could
tear you into strips little enough
to feed to children without even
getting blood on my shirt.
Boyce looks suitably freaked now as Twist, patched up fully,
turns to Chris.
TWIST
Tell me we're gaining on them.
DANYAEL (O.S.)
(from front)
We're gaining on them.
TWIST
Are you lying?
DANYAEL (O.S.)
(beat)
No.
TWIST
(to Chris)
Look, I'm fine, but we need to keep
going for the bikers.
CHRIS
Twist, you and Boyce are in no fit
state to -
TWIST
(interrupting)
It's Sophia! They've got Sophia!
SCREECH! The entire van ROCKS FORWARD as Danyael stops the
van, turning around in his seat.
DANYAEL
Wait, Sophia as in... the Sophia?
LYRA
Who's Sophia?
CHRIS
Twist... are you sure?
TWIST
(shakes head)
It's her. I met her.
DANYAEL
Hold on. How'd you meet her?
She looks at Boyce, who nods.
TWIST
Boyce... looked after her while I
was... incapacitated.
CHRIS
(to others)
Sophia was...
(beat)
Is Twist's little sister. Who she
thought was dead.
MARCUS
God, Twist. You never told me...
TWIST
Delving into the Addams Family
secrets isn't exactly my style, is
it?
(beat; to Chris and
Danyael)
You know what this means to me. We
have to go back for her.
CHRIS
So these bikers we're chasing,
they're the ones who have her?
BOYCE
It's my old gang.
(off looks)
They didn't take kindly to my
adoption issues.
CHRIS
Twist... what have you gotten
yourself into this time? We don't
have any idea what -
TWIST
(interrupts)
Imagine if you could go back for
someone.
Chris and Danyael are silent before Danyael REVS the engine
up.
DANYAEL
(sincere)
Let's get our family back.
His words seem to genuinely touch Twist by her honest smile
and as the van starts to ACCELERATE, heading faster than
before we TIME CUT TO:
9 INT. VAN - LATER 9
Still driving but the relative silence of the van is
shattered by the RING of a CELL PHONE.
Boyce rummages through his pockets before he locates the
source of the noise but just as he hits 'Answer', Marcus
snatches it before pressing the button and then
'Loudspeaker'.
Chris makes a gesture to the others to keep quiet and Vivian
WHISPERS into Lyra's ear, telling her the same.
BOYCE
(into phone)
Hello?
MORGAN (V.O.)
(filtered through phone)
Hey there, Boycey old boy. Good to
see you're still walking, otherwise
all that ass-kicking would just be
a one-time thing!
BOYCE
Well, you're certainly a big man
with all your boys behind you.
Compensating for something?
MORGAN (V.O.)
Listen, Boyce, we've got your girl,
so how about this? You come over
here, we let her go and then we
can... talk.
BOYCE
Aww, Morgan, are you propositioning
me? You know I don't do that on a
third date.
MORGAN (V.O.)
You know where to find us.
BOYCE
(serious)
How do I know she's even alive?
There's a rustling on their side of the conversation before:
SOPHIA (V.O.)
(filtered)
Daddy?
Boyce inhales sharply. Chris and the others exchange
surprised looks.
BOYCE
Sophia, honey... are you alright?
Are you safe?
SOPHIA (V.O.)
Dad, I'm scar -
She's cut off by a SCREAM that has both Twist and Boyce
nearly SMASHING the phone with the tightness of their grips
on it.
MORGAN (V.O.)
She's alive. But if you don't your
ass over here, she won't be for
much longer.
And with that, the phone goes dead. There's a long, painful
pause before:
CHRIS
It's a trap.
TWIST
You think?
(beat)
But we still have to go.
VIVIAN
But if we go, it could end in a
bloodbath...
BOYCE
They've got Sophia prisoner! I'm
not gonna stand there and let them
hurt her while we sit here
debating.
DANYAEL
Actually, we're not standing. I'm
driving.
LYRA
I agree with Twist. I think we
should go.
CHRIS
But how do we even know how many
bikers there are?
BOYCE
I know Morgan. He sticks with his
own.
CHRIS
No, you knew Morgan. Past tense. No
telling what he's got planned this
time.
MARCUS
But with all of us, they won't
stand a chance. If we can do it
right, we can get her back without
hurting anyone. And by 'anyone' I
mean any of us. Not them.
CHRIS
(nods)
Fine. But we do this my way.
As the team move about, Twist sits next to Marcus.
TWIST
Thanks for backing me up, Chewie.
MARCUS
I know the importance of family.
Twist smiles and SQUEEZES his hand affectionately for a beat
before we DISSOLVE TO:
10 INT. BIKER LAIR - NIGHT 10
All of the remaining BIKERS are assembled. PANNING AROUND the
room, it's clearly inhabited by sloppy, lazy males as we spot
clothes, dirty plates, DVDs, CDs and general junk littering
the place. There's even a CHIMNEY in the place but no fire's
burning now.
Continue to pan along to find a single, tiny figure tied to a
chair. It's SOPHIA, with her blonde hair disheveled and dirty
and generally looking tired.
She looks up defiantly into the eyes of MORGAN, who smiles at
her and traces a finger along her cheek, before moving back
into his other bikers who are watching Sophia with the
apprehension that one might do a ticking time bomb.
BIKER #1
Boss, what do we do with her?
MORGAN
What do you mean?
BIKER #2
We've never kidnapped anyone so...
young before, and we kinda don't
know the procedure for it.
MORGAN
(sarcastic)
I don't think they make 'Dora the
Explorer' duct tape and Hello Kitty
ropes.
(beat)
Get her some water. If she dies on
us...
BOYCE (O.S.)
You won't get anything.
The bikers SPIN around and see Boyce, freshly bandaged,
walking through the doorway.
A biker closes the door and they circle Boyce as he makes his
way forward into the lair - but to his credit, he doesn't
look scared.
Morgan strides forward, revealing the bound and gagged Sophia
and Boyce's heart drops into his shoes, gasping.
MORGAN
And now we can get down to
business?
BOYCE
Let her go.
MORGAN
Not until we talk.
BOYCE
I'm not talking until -
JOHANSSON brings out a CHAIR, silently indicating. After a
long beat, he sits down and sits facing Morgan, who is now
sat on a chair of his own.
MORGAN
Now we can talk like civilised
adults.
BOYCE
No, civilised adults wouldn't
kidnap a small child to settle
whatever the hell it is that you
want.
MORGAN
Civilised adults wouldn't even get
a small child involved.
It's a stalemate as the two men face each other.
BOYCE
(beat)
What the hell do you want?
MORGAN
I want what's rightfully ours.
(beat)
Our share of the stash.
BOYCE
(smirks)
Oh... that.
BIKER #1
You betrayed us!
BIKER #2
You double-crossing son of a...
The biker start advancing menacingly but a restraining hand
from Boyce halts them.
MORGAN
Easy there, boys. No need to get
our hands dirty. Yet.
(smiles)
Not while we can get old Boycey
here to do it for us.
Boyce mockingly smiles back as we CUT TO:
11 EXT. BIKER LAIR - SAME TIME 11
The darkness is still in place and providing excellent cover
as Chris and Danyael advance on the house.
Chris places a finger on his lips to Danyael as he pulls a
BRICK from his pocket. It's GLOWING FAINTLY, and with a hell
of a swing, Chris LOBS it towards the door.
Instead of smashing on the door, it STICKS to the door and
attaches itself, SQUISHING slightly.
Danyael NODS and then pulls a TRANSCEIVER from his pocket and
CLICKS it from a red to an green colour.
Several hundred yards away, two small semi-circular OBJECTS
are far away and have a huge distance between it.
TRACK OVER to the ROOF where we HOLD on the undisturbed scene
before:
TWIST AND MARCUS drop into view, Marcus holding Twist as he
CROUCHES on the roof.
TWIST
Warn a girl much, Scotty?
MARCUS
Sorry?
TWIST
(sighs)
I knew a 'Teen Wolf' reference
would sail right over that furry
head.
MARCUS
(beat)
Can we get on with this and start
dealing with the situation?
TWIST
This is me dealing.
Twist and Marcus slowly advance upon the roof and Twist pulls
a grey ORB from his pocket which glows with the same faint
blue energy as the brick we just saw, forcing us to CUT TO:
12 INT. VAN - SAME TIME 12
Vivian is in the driver's seat with Lyra next to her, getting
prepped and ready for whatever's going to happen next.
Through the windshield, we're a far distance away from the
biker lair, far away enough to prevent our heroines from
being seen.
VIVIAN
So, are you ready?
LYRA
(exhales)
As I ever will be.
VIVIAN
You need something to relax?
LYRA
Being relaxed is something I'm good
at. Twist says I am like a female
Buddha.
VIVIAN
(smiles)
That you are.
(beat)
Can you hear them?
Lyra tilts her head to one side and NODS after a beat. Vivian
nods in return and then she REVS THE ENGINE before they begin
to PLOUGH TOWARDS the lair.
As they SPEED UP, Lyra begins to HUM and Vivian reaches down
and pulls a WALKIE from the driver's section.
VIVIAN (cont'd)
(into walkie)
Chris, we're coming in. Ready or
not.
As the van continues to ROCKET TOWARDS its destination, we
CUT BACK TO:
13 INT. BIKER LAIR - NEXT 13
At the same time:
MORGAN
You betrayed us and stole the
money. I don't see why this is so
unreasonable.
BOYCE
(beat; sighs)
Fine.
MORGAN
Sorry, what was that?
BOYCE
I said, fine.
MORGAN
So, you'll take us wherever your
little stash is and you get Little
Miss Sophia back?
(shrugs)
Seems like a fine enough deal
there.
Morgan leans forward to offer his hand to Boyce. Boyce looks
down at it as if someone offered him a dead, decomposing rat.
BOYCE
You have my word, no need to shake
on it.
MORGAN
Oh, really? After last time?
Boyce is solemn for a moment before he reaches to shake it…
... just as the ORB DROPS through the chimney and ROLLS to
Morgan and the bikers.
MORGAN (cont'd)
Oh, shiii -
The orb EXPLODES and immediately PURPLE SMOKE POURS from the
orb, obscuring any view.
BIKER #1
Where the -
BIKER #2
I can't -
Boyce FLIPS from his chair, grabbing it and SMASHING it
across the face of a passing BIKER, who promptly brings down
another of his comrades.
He stumbles and sees several bikers heading for the door...
but then the brick EXPLODES in a blaze of LIGHT!
The force of it is enough to send the bikers FLYING back
inside, forcing Boyce to dive to the ground, just as the
remaining bikers SPRINT outside, grabbing guns blindly as
they pour out into:
14 EXT. BIKER LAIR - NEXT 14
The team's VAN is HEADING STRAIGHT for them. Immediately,
they start SHOOTING, PUMPING BULLETS at the van, most of
which miss due to the mystical smoke.
The van SPINS to a halt, sliding to one side.
The doors BURST OPEN and Vivian, a SEMI-AUTOMATIC in her hand
springs out, followed by Lyra.
VIVIAN
Hello, boys...
Almost immediately the bikers start to OPEN FIRE on the duo,
and from the fusillade we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT ONE
ACT TWO
FADE IN:
15 EXT. BIKER LAIR - NIGHT 15
Back with Morgan's gang as they OPEN FIRE on Lyra and
Vivian...
... but the objects PULSE INTO LIFE and the bullets bounce
into NOTHING!
The mystical FORCE FIELD, glowing a pale blue from the
projection FLICKERS a little, holding the line as it were.
Above them, Chris and Danyael have joined Twist and Marcus
and SPRINKLES a GREEN POWDER onto the roof - and immediately
it starts to eat its way THROUGH the roof, DISSOLVING the
tiles into NOTHING!
Back on the ground, the temporary force field FLICKERS AWAY
and Vivian takes cover by the van. She signals to Lyra, who
nods as Vivian takes aim her own semi automatic.
VIVIAN
Uh oh... vampire with a gun!
She OPENS FIRE, scattering the bikers as she rakes their
positions with bullets.
After a beat, Lyra steps out and holds up a hand, ceasing the
gunfire. Lyra starts to HUM and after a beat, the bikers
start LAUGHING.
JOHANSSON
It's a bloody songbird!
(beat)
Well, you know what they say,
killing two birds with one
bullet...
And with that, they start FIRING but their BULLETS, as they
speed towards Lyra, just... FREEZE!
They're halted in the air by something invisible and after
several beats, they stop and simply GAPE as Lyra continues to
HUM, much louder with every passing moment.
And now, TENDRILS OF LIGHT start surrounding Lyra, shielding
her and illuminating her until she SCREAMS, a short sound and
the bullets and the GUNS DISINTEGRATE!
The remnants of the weapons slide to the ground as nothing
more than grey DUST.
With that, Vivian starts firing off shots, taking down a
couple of bikers as they scurry back inside.
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