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INT. FRANK'S DINER - DAY
Frank stands behind the counter. Lon is on his regular bar
stool, a cup of coffee before him.
The kitchen door opens. Frank turns to see Tamsin enter,
followed closely by Vi. A beat and then Mike appears. He is
sweaty and looks tired.
Frank sees Mike's appearance and grins.
FRANK
(to Tamsin)
How'd we do?
Tamsin makes her way around the counter followed closely by
Mike.
TAMSIN
He's raw, but he's got...
(with a smile)
potential.
Tamsin sits down next to Lon. Mike plops down hard on the
stool next to her.
MIKE
(to Frank)
Dude! I know guys who would pay
good money to sweat that much with
babes as sexy as these two.
Tamsin chuckles. Mike winks at Vi behind the counter. She
blushes.
LON
(to Mike; in an annoyed
tone)
Is this what it's going to be like
working with you? Days filled with
innuendos and pornographic humor?
MIKE
(shrugging)
It's my thing.
(beat)
And speaking of "my thing",
(wincing)
I really should have been wearing a
cup for a few of those maneuvers.
Tamsin, Vi, and Frank laugh as Lon moans.
LON
(dryly)
Someone kill me. Please.
A large vehicle drives past the front of the diner catching
Frank's attention.
FRANK
Damn it! Forgot it was trash day.
He moves toward the kitchen door.
FRANK (CONT'D)
(to the group; smirking)
Hold off on that call to Dr.
Kevorkian until I get back.
As Frank exits into the kitchen and Vi, Tamsin, and Mike try
not to laugh at Lon's pained expression we:
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EXT. FRANK'S DINER - ALLEYWAY - MOMENTS LATER
A teen-aged boy, about 16 years old, is rummaging through the
trash. This is TOMMY WALKER. He is a bit disheveled looking,
like he hasn't seen a shower in several days.
He comes across some french fries that don't look too
disgusting and hungrily starts shoving them in his mouth.
Frank walks out the back door of the diner carrying three
large trash bags. He spots the kid.
FRANK
Hey! What cha' doin?
The startled boy drops his fries back in to the trash can.
Whipping around, he sees Frank. Panicked, he quickly runs
away, heading up the alley.
Frank moves to follow, but the boy is already gone. Frank
looks up the alley for a second and sighs.
FRANK (CONT'D)
(to himself)
Poor kid.
Shaking his head, he continues toward a large dumpster which
is a few feet away.
Further down the alley, Zorg and Harold watch from behind a
corner as Frank starts to throw the bags into the dumpster.
Zorg looks to Harold with a cruel smile.
ZORG
It's show time.
They quickly race toward Frank as we:
CUT TO BLACK.
END OF ACT ONE
ACT TWO
FADE IN:
EXT. FRANK'S DINER - ALLEYWAY - DAY
Zorg and Harold speed toward Frank as he throws the last
trash bag into the dumpster.
Frank looks down and notices that his shoe is untied.
From behind, Zorg and Harold LEAP at him.
Frank bends down to tie his shoe just in time to avoid being
tackled by the two attacking demons. They fly over his head
and SLAM into the dumpster in front of him.
Startled, Frank jumps back and goes into an attack stance as
the demons right themselves.
Zorg and Harold move around Frank, slowly circling him.
Frank drops to one knee and with a sweeping KICK, knocks the
demons' legs out from underneath them. They hit the ground.
Taking advantage of the demons' prone state, Frank dashes
toward the back door.
But Zorg is too quick. He LEAPS off the ground and heads
Frank off. By the time Frank reaches the door, Zorg is
already there standing in front of it.
ZORG
Going some where, buddy?
FRANK
(sarcastically)
Yeah. I got burgers to flip.
ZORG
I hope your customers like 'em well
done.
Zorg SWINGS at Frank. His punch connecting with Frank's lip,
knocking him back. Frank's back hits the dumpster, his lip
bleeding.
The BEEPING sound of the trash truck backing up can be heard
from down the alleyway as Zorg approaches Frank. Frank
presses his back against the dumpster.
Harold moves in close to his brother as they both lean in to
Frank.
HAROLD
(excitedly)
We got him, Zorg! We got him!
Zorg FLICKS his wrist, extending his bony appendage.
ZORG
On three, Harold.
(beat)
One.
Harold extends his bone spear.
Frank looks around frantically for a means of escape.
The trash truck backs up to the back side of the dumpster.
ZORG (CONT'D)
Two.
The dumpster SHAKES as the trash truck's grapplers grab it by
its sides.
ZORG (CONT'D)
Three!
The demon brothers rear back and then PLUNGE their spears
toward Frank's chest.
Frank DROPS to the ground, narrowly avoiding being impaled by
the pointy spikes.
Unable to stop mid-swing, the two demons PUNCH the front of
the dumpster hard, their bony spears piercing the tough
metal.
They both move to try for another attack, but find themselves
unable to retract their spears from the dumpster's wall. They
struggle to free themselves for a second.
Frank takes this opportunity to get out of the way.
The dumpster starts to rise, being elevated by the trash
truck. Frank watches Zorg and Harold as they are lifted off
the ground, raised with the dumpster by the grappling arms.
Once elevated, the dumpster is turned upside down and shaken,
its contents emptied into the large vehicle.
Seconds later the dumpster is lowered back down in front of
Frank. The only sign of the demons are the two holes in the
dumpster left by their spears.
The trash truck drives back up the alley.
Frank exhales and walks to the back door, slamming it behind
him as he goes back inside.
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INT. FRANK'S DINER - CONTINUOUS
Frank enters from the kitchen. His shirt is dirty, his hair
is messed up, and he has a trickle of blood at the corner of
his mouth.
Lon, Tamsin, Vi, and Mike look to him as he enters.
Simultaneously, they don surprised looks.
TAMSIN
Bloody Hell!
LON
What happened to you?
Frank reaches up and wipes the blood from the corner of his
mouth.
FRANK
I didn't sort out my recyclables.
The gang look questioningly at each other as we:
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INT. TRASH TRUCK - MOMENTS LATER
The truck rumbles down the street as Zorg and Harold sit in
its rear compartment covered in trash. Zorg wears a very
cross expression, Harold, one of idiot's bliss.
HAROLD
(excitedly)
Mmm! French fries!
Harold reaches out and grabs some fries, which are lying
amongst the trash, and starts to nibble on them.
HAROLD (CONT'D)
Can we go to the circus now?
Zorg slowly turns his head to look at Harold who is
mindlessly munching on his french fries.
Zorg PUNCHES Harold. Harold falls over unconscious.
As Zorg turns to once again face forward we:
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INT. FRANK'S DINER - LATER
The gang is listening as Frank finishes relaying the events
that just played out in the alley.
FRANK
Black with white faces. Wrist
spears like Polgara demons.
Lon ponders.
LON
It sounds like Kenji. They're foot
soldiers mainly, known for their
ties to the Demon Mafia.
MIKE
Demons have a mafia? Like "The
Sopranos"?
FRANK
Yeah. Except they're less
organized. And the food sucks.
The bell over the door CHIMES. The gang looks to the door.
Corrine enters. Seeing everyone at the counter, she
approaches them.
FRANK (CONT'D)
(to Corrine)
Hi. May I help you?
CORRINE
Yes. I...
Corrine notices Frank's disheveled appearance and pauses
briefly.
CORRINE (CONT'D)
I was in here the other day.
Terrible service, by the way.
Frank glances over to Vi who looks elsewhere.
FRANK
Sorry about that, Ma'am.
CORRINE
Yes, well, that's not why I'm here.
I think I may have left my purse.
It's beige...
(motioning with her hands)
...about so big. Gucci.
FRANK
We'll be happy to check.
(to Vi)
Vi, anything in the lost and found?
Vi reaches under the counter and pulls out a cardboard box
with the words "Lost-N-Found" written on the side in black
marker. She rummages through it.
She looks through the box's contents for a moment and then
pulls out a dirty, red, high-top shoe, setting it on the
counter.
Corrine frowns.
Vi rummages further and pulls out a clear plastic bag, half
full of water, a very dead goldfish floating on top.
Corrine grimaces.
Frank looks to Corrine and gives a nervous smile.
More rummaging and Vi pulls out the purse.
VI
Is this it?
Wanting to leave the premises as quickly as possible, Corrine
reaches out quickly for her purse.
CORRINE
Yes, that's it.
As she grabs for her handbag, her fingers make contact with
Vi's. They both jump as if hit by a jolt of electricity.
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EXT. JUNGLE - NIGHT
A young NATIVE WOMAN in tribal dress fights four vampires
with a long wooden staff. The vampires are also in tribal
garb.
VAMPIRE #1 attacks from the front as VAMPIRE #2 sneaks up on
her from behind.
She LUNGES forward with the spear, piercing Vamp #1 through
the heart. As he EXPLODES into dust, Vamp #2 attacks.
The Native Girl is too quick for him. She pulls the spear
back rapidly, JABBING the other end of it into the chest of
the second vampire. Vampire #2 BURST into a cloud of dust.
The Native Girl drops into an attack stance as the remaining
two vampires close in, circling her.
The Slayer hits the ground, her right leg KICKING out. The
blow makes contact with Vamp #3's knee. He goes down hard.
Vamp #4 leaps at her, but the girl is already rolling away.
She LEAPS to her feet as Vamp #4 heavily hits the ground
beside Vamp #3.
The two vampires stand, dazed. The Slayer charges, her spear
in front of her.
The vamps' eyes snap wide open as she runs them both through.
They're history.
The Slayer twirls her staff and again drops down into an
attack stance.
CU on her face. Her eyes narrow, surveying the trees for more
danger as we:
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INT. MOVIE THEATER
"THE BLOB" plays on the movie screen in the background as the
theater PATRONS run frantically for the exits.
A group of five vampires rush at the crowd, fangs bared.
A teenaged GIRL, reaches in her purse and pulls out a stake.
She is dressed in a sweater and poodle skirt, her long blond
hair pulled back in a pony-tail.
She reaches down and rips the side of her skirt up to her
thigh giving her more freedom of movement.
A GREASER VAMPIRE (greased back hair, leather jacket and
jeans) spots her. He LEAPS up onto the back of one of the
seats and proceeds to run along the tops of the seats toward
the Slayer.
The girl follows suit. Jumping onto the nearest seat back,
she races toward the approaching vampire.
Quickly closing the space between them, the two enemies begin
to battle.
The vampire SLAMS his fist out, but the Girl blocks his blow.
The Slayer STABS at the vampire, but as she does, she slips
on the seat's edge.
The girl teeters, off-balanced just for a second, but it's
enough time for the preternaturally quick vampire to take
advantage. He GRABS her arm, whips her around into his arms,
and sinks his fangs into her neck! Blood splatters as his
teeth pierce her skin.
The doomed Slayer struggles briefly, finally going limp.
CU on her hand as the stake drops from her grip, following it
in SLOW MOTION as it falls to the floor. The sound of the
crowd muffled in the background as the stake strikes the
floor with a loud resounding CLATTER.
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INT. CAVE
Vi, holding the SCYTHE of "Buffy" fame, SWINGS at a TUROK-HAN
vampire. Her blow decapitates him. He EXPLODES into ash.
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INT. FRANK'S DINER - DAY
Corrine looks profoundly startled, Vi surprised and lost for
words.
Shaken, Corrine pulls back her hand with her purse.
FRANK
Are you ok, ma'am?
Corrine looks confused for a second.
CORRINE
(nervously)
I'm fine.
Frank eyes her cautiously.
FRANK
Would you like a cup of coffee?
Corrine shakes her head.
CORRINE
(quickly)
I have to go. Thank you. I have to
go.
Corrine turns and walks quickly to the door. She flings it
open and is gone in a flash.
All eyes turn to Vi.
FRANK
What the Hell was that all about?
Vi looks to Frank with an expression of stunned amusement.
VI
She's a Slayer.
Everyone looks shocked for a second.
FRANK
(to all; expectantly)
Well?
Vi, Lon, Tamsin, and Mike look questioningly at each other.
FRANK (CONT'D)
Someone go after her!
Tamsin leaps off her stool and runs to the door.
She flings it open just in time to see Corrine in her BMW
speed by.
Tamsin turns and walks back to the counter, throwing her
hands up.
TAMSIN
She's gone.
Frank gives and irritated groan.
FRANK
Great!
Mike looks confused.
MIKE
What's the problem?
FRANK
You saw how she reacted. She
obviously doesn't know she's a
Slayer.
MIKE
(still clueless)
So she's not on the mailing list.
Big deal.
VI
(interjecting)
It is a big deal!
You don't understand what it's like
to be Called. The dreams, the super
strength. It can be overwhelming
even when you do understand what's
happening.
A sad expression flickers across Vi's face.
VI (CONT'D)
That poor woman. Not knowing what
she is for all these years. What
she must be going through.
MIKE
(sincerely; to Vi)
I'm sorry.
She nods to him and gives a small smile.
VI
(to Lon)
Why wasn't she located by the
Council's Seers?
LON
Assuming she's local, perhaps the
trans-dimensional energy of this
area somehow shielded her from
their abilities.
Tamsin looks to Vi questioningly.
TAMSIN
Are you positive she's a Slayer?
Vi nods. Tamsin's brow furrows.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
Isn't she...
Tamsin pauses, looking for the right words. Vi looks
confused.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
Well, don't you think she's a
bit...
Tamsin again pauses. Vi still drawing a blank.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
Oh my God. You're going to make me
say it, aren't you?
(beat)
Old!
Vi shrugs, nonchalantly. Lon turns to his sister and shakes
his head. Noticing her brother's reaction, Tamsin crosses her
arms and prepares herself for the lecture to come.
LON
Really, Tamsin. You know the old
rules no longer apply. Females of
all ages are being Called. Even
those who missed their shot first
time 'round have gotten a second
chance. I remember reading about an
85 year old grandmother from Essex
who... Don't you get the monthly
newsletter?
Tamsin rolls her eyes. Frank leans on the counter, closer to
Lon and Tamsin.
FRANK
That's all very interesting, but
the "how"'s not important right
now. We need to know the "who".
Tamsin opens her mouth.
FRANK (CONT'D)
(to Tamsin)
If the name "Roger Daltrey" crosses
your lips, prepare for a world of
hurt.
Tamsin closes her mouth. Mike leans in to her.
MIKE
(quietly; to Tamsin)
I would have gone with Keith Moon.
FRANK
Mike!
Mike jumps to attention.
FRANK (CONT'D)
Go back downstairs and get snuggly
with the orb. Maybe you can find
out something.
Mike stands.
FRANK (CONT'D)
Lon. You go with.
Lon stands but does not look happy with his orders. He and
Mike exit into the kitchen.
FRANK (CONT'D)
Now. If you ladies will excuse me,
I think I'm in need of a shower.
Frank walks from behind the counter and exits up the stairs.
Vi and Tamsin exchange concerned looks as we:
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INT. MACROWARE - TYLER'S OFFICE - DAY
Tyler sits at his desk talking on the phone. He has taken off
his jacket and tie and opened the top two buttons of his
shirt.
TYLER
I'm sorry, Ms. DuBois is out of the
office, but...
At that moment Corrine stomps in. Tyler smiles at her. But
his smile quickly fades as he sees that she is visibly upset.
Corrine storms past Tyler, ignoring him as he watches her
cover the distance from the hall to her office in record
time. She enters her office and SLAMS the door behind her.
TYLER (CONT'D)
(distracted; turning
toward Corrine's office
door)
...if you leave your number I'll
have her call you back.
Without taking a message, Tyler places the phone back on the
receiver. He sits there, staring at the office door,
pondering for a moment. A decisive look comes to his face and
he stands.
Tentatively, he walks across the room to Corrine's door.
He brings his fist up to knock. He hesitates. He knocks
lightly on the door. The is a beat and then-
CORRINE (O.S.)
Come in.
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INT. MACROWARE - CORRINE'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
Shot of the door as Tyler slowly opens it and sticks his head
in.
Corrine is sitting at her desk looking at her computer
screen.
CORRINE
(without looking up)
Yes?
Tyler enters the room, closing the door behind him. He stands
there nervously trying to think of what to say.
CORRINE (CONT'D)
(firmly)
What do you want?
Tyler takes a step closer.
TYLER
(stammering)
I'm sorry to interrupt, Ms. DuBois.
It's just... well... I noticed that
you were upset... and I thought...
maybe you needed a friend... you
know... to talk to.
Corrine looks up from her computer screen, her expression ice
cold.
CORRINE
(coldly)
Mr. McGann. Since this is your
first day, let me make this
perfectly clear to you. Your job is
to keep my office running smoothly,
to answer my phone, and to organize
my appointments.
Tyler winces.
CORRINE (CONT'D)
You're not here to get involved in
my personal life. You're not my
shrink.
(beat)
And you are not my friend. Give in
to that delusion again you'll find
yourself on the employment line.
Tyler looks as if he has been slapped across the face.
Corrine turns back to her monitor as if nothing happened.
Stunned, Tyler turns back to the door and exits.
Corrine continues to study her monitor. Her bottom lip starts
to quiver. A tear runs down the side of her face.
She opens her desk drawer and takes out a prescription
bottle. She quickly opens the bottle, takes out a pill and
downs it.
CU on the bottle's label which reads "Take one tablet for
anxiety as needed."
Unable to hold it in any longer, she buries her face in her
hands and sobs quietly.
As Corrine continues to cry we:
FADE TO BLACK.
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
EXT. FRANK'S DINER - DAY
Establishing shot of Frank's Diner.
VI (V.O.)
Frank?
INT. FRANK'S APARTMENT - HALLWAY - DAY
Vi walks down the hallway. She pauses and looks into the
spare bedroom.
VI
Frank?
She walks a little further stopping at the bathroom door. She
grabs the closed bathroom door's knob, turns it and walks in.
FRANK (O.S.)
Vi!
Vi quickly exits the bathroom. Seconds later, she is joined
in the hallway by a very angry, very wet, very naked Frank
who is clutching tightly at the towel around his waist.
VI
I'm sorry Frank!
FRANK
(sternly)
Haven't we already had the talk
about proper bathroom etiquette?
VI
Yes.
FRANK
Five. No, six times!
Vi gives and embarrassed grin.
VI
I know, and I'm sorry, again, but
I'm used to living with all girls!
(beat)
I have to tell you something.
FRANK
(annoyed)
What's so important that it
couldn't wait until I'm wearing
pants?
VI
Mike and Lon are having problems
downstairs.
FRANK
What kind of problems?
VI
I don't know. It was kind of hard
to tell... what with the yelling.
Frank gives an aggravated moan.
FRANK
I'll be down in a few minutes.
Vi turns to leave, pauses, and turns back to Frank.
VI
You know, I just realized how much
Tyler looks like you.
Vi turns and walks away. A beat and then Frank looks down at
his naked body. He looks back in Vi's direction with a
confused expression.
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