2x02
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INT. DEVIL'S WATER - SIMON'S OFFICE.
Simon, Vi, Tamsin, Fletcher, and Frank are still as before.
FRANK
Evil?
SIMON
Yeah. Think about it, mate. A demon
that kills other demons. He's gotta
be one bad mother--
TAMSIN
Shut your mouth!
Simon gives his sister a cheeky grin.
FLETCHER
A demon that feeds off other
demons? Not very common.
SIMON
(shakes his head)
Ain't never seen nothin' like it.
Poor buggers drained of every drop
of blood.
Frank furrows his brow.
FRANK
Like some kind of demon vampire?
Great. Just what we needed.
FLETCHER
I'm sorry. I don't see the problem
here.
Everyone's attention turns to Fletcher.
FLETCHER (CONT'D)
If this thing's just going after
demons, sounds like we should thank
it, not try to kill it.
SIMON
Oi! Them's me livelihood you're
talkin' about!
Fletcher ignores Simon and turns to Frank.
FLETCHER
I'm just saying, it kills demons,
we kill demons...
Frank nods, seeing the younger man's point.
FRANK
A year ago, I would have agreed
with you, son. But something I
learned the hard way is that things
aren't always black and white.
Tamsin gives Frank a proud smile. Vi turns to Fletcher.
TAMSIN
It's like the man says. Not all
demons are bad. Not all humans are
good. Once you log more field time,
you'll see.
Fletcher looks doubtful.
FLETCHER
Our discussion on ethics may be
academic.
FRANK
Meaning?
FLETCHER
Meaning that if this creature only
attacks other demons, how are we
supposed to find it?
FRANK
Obviously we need some kind of
bait.
VI
Bait? Like what?
The door opens. Harold pops his head in.
HAROLD
Simon. What's in a Rum and Coke?
Simultaneously, light bulbs go off in all the humans' heads.
In unison they look at Harold.
Harold smiles at them in his idiot's bliss as we:
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EXT. ALLEYWAY - LATER
Harold stands in the dark alleyway, shifting his weight back
and forth on his feet. He once again whistles a happy tune.
The camera PANS UP. Fletcher, Frank, Vi, Tamsin, and Simon
watch the demon from atop an adjoining building. CU on the
team as they observe.
FRANK
(quietly; to Fletcher, &
Vi)
He's gonna scare everything away
with that damn whistling.
(beat)
God. I wish Billie was here.
VI
Where is she, anyway?
FRANK
(shrugging)
Urgent business at Groom Lake. She
does have a job remember.
The last sentence seems more for his own benefit. Vi smiles.
She decides to test the waters.
VI
(tentatively)
She's been coming here a lot
lately.
FRANK
Yeah. Nice to have an extra pair of
hands.
VI
You mean in addition to me,
Fletcher, Mike, Rick, Tamsin,
occasionally Tyler...
Frank squints his eyes at Vi. She in return, smiles
innocently.
FRANK
(shrugging)
We share a lot of history. I feel
comfortable with her. I know how
she operates, all her moves.
Vi cocks an intrigued eyebrow. Frank looks away, embarrassed
for a beat.
FRANK (CONT'D)
(irritated)
You know what I mean.
Vi gives a knowing smile.
VI
Oh, I know.
Frank frowns and looks away. Vi's smile widens as Fletcher
chuckles quietly.
ANGLE ON: Harold still standing, still whistling innocently.
ANGLE ON: CU on Tamsin and Simon as they watch the demon.
SIMON
So, are you planning on telling me,
or are you gonna make me ask?
Tamsin's face betrays that she is clueless. Simon rolls his
eyes. He gives an exaggerated nod toward his sister's belly.
She still doesn't get it. Simon holds his hands in front of
himself mimicking her swollen stomach.
TAMSIN
(matter-of-fact)
Yes, Simon. I'm pregnant.
Simon scoffs and looks away for a beat, a "duh" look on his
face.
SIMON
(to himself)
What is she like?
(mockingly)
"Yes, Simon. I'm pregnant."
He looks back at Tamsin.
SIMON (CONT'D)
(annoyed)
Of course, you're pregnant. I can
bloody well see you're pregnant.
People in space can see you're
pregnant.
Tamsin frowns.
SIMON (CONT'D)
What I mean is, who's the little
nipper's father? Who's the bloke
what needs to be marrying you?
Tamsin gives her brother a small smile.
TAMSIN
We are married. Were... kind of.
Simon looks confused for a beat and then nods.
SIMON
Ah. Did a runner, did he?
TAMSIN
Yes, but...
(shaking her head)
He had to leave. It's a long story.
SIMON
Always is, love. Always is.
The camera PANS RIGHT to Frank, Vi, and Fletcher. Vi keeps
stealing glances at the still embarrassed and annoyed Frank
who is keeping an eye on Harold. Frank catches Vi looking at
him out of the corner of his eye. He turns to her.
FRANK
What?
VI
Nothing. It's just, I mention
Billie and you go all dark and
broody. Like Batman.
(beat)
You're Frank-man!
FRANK
I'm not Frank... I mean... I'm just
trying to do my job. Something
which you should be doing.
Fletcher continues watching Frank and Vi's interaction as
Tamsin and Simon continue to talk, no longer looking into the
alley.
The camera PANS DOWN to Harold. The demon is still standing
in the same spot mindlessly whistling.
CU on him as he continues to do so. A huge CLAWED HAND
reaches out from behind and grabs Harold around the head,
covering his mouth, stopping his whistling, keeping him from
screaming.
The helpless demon is suddenly jerked out of sight as we:
CUT TO BLACK:
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
EXT. ALLEYWAY - NIGHT
As before, Harold is whisked off into the night by an unknown
assailant.
Up on the roof top, the gang talk amongst themselves,
distracted. Frank frowns, holding his hand up, indicating all
should be quiet.
FRANK
You hear that?
All shake their heads.
VI
I don't hear anything.
FRANK
Exactly.
Looking down, the teams sees the empty alleyway. Harold is
nowhere to be seen. Frank clenches his jaw.
FRANK (CONT'D)
Crap.
The team quickly move out of sight, presumably leaving the
rooftop as we:
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INT. FRANK'S DINER - MOMENTS LATER
The bell over the front door CHIMES as Mike enters. Tyler is
sitting at the bar, now fully dressed in sweat pants and a t
shirt, a large cup of coffee in front of him.
Seeing his friend, Mike smiles and heads over to him. He sits
down beside Tyler.
MIKE
Hey, buddy boy. How you feeling?
TYLER
Like Bruce Banner the morning
after.
Mike smirks.
TYLER (CONT'D)
I thought you had a date. I recall
twins being mentioned.
MIKE
(nodding)
I did. Had a great time with Gary
and Larry.
(to himself)
Or was it Larry and Gary?
Mike shrugs, unconcerned.
TYLER
Didn't take long.
MIKE
(waggling his eyebrows)
Long enough.
(beat)
Besides, supposed to hook up with
that new bartender at the
Roundhouse after his shift tonight.
The big muscly one with the beard.
TYLER
(suprised)
Tony?
Mike nods.
TYLER (CONT'D)
I thought he was straight.
MIKE
(with a big smile)
Was being he operative word.
(beat)
Remind me to thank Rick for hiring
sexually confused staff.
Tyler nods but doesn't smile. He eyes his friend sadly.
Mike's smile fades. Not wanting to talk about it, Mike stands
and pats Tyler on the back.
MIKE (CONT'D)
I gotta go take a shower. Wash the
Wonder Twins off me. Night, dude.
Mike quickly turns and walks up the stairs. Tyler sighs to
himself. His cell phone RINGS, playing "The Imperial March"
from Star Wars. He retrieves it from his pocket and puts it
to his ear.
TYLER
(into phone)
Hey, Corrine.
CUT TO:
INT. MACROWARE - CORRINE'S OFFICE - CONTINUOUS
Corrine is still seated at her desk. The formerly tall stack
of folders is now down to a single one.
CORRINE
(into phone)
Hey, Tyler. I just wanted to see
how you were doing before I call it
a night.
INTERCUT BETWEEN CORRINE AND TYLER
TYLER
I'm good. A little tired, but good.
Just about to go to bed myself.
CORRINE
(voice strained)
Good. Good. I won't keep you then.
Hearing Corrine's tone of voice, he frowns.
TYLER
Are you okay?
Corrine does her best to sound upbeat.
CORRINE
Sure! I'm fine! Just finishing up
some paperwork.
Tyler's not buying it.
TYLER
Come on. Who do you think you're
trying to fool here?
Corrine gives a thin smile, realizing that Tyler knows her
too well for her to hide the truth from him.
CORRINE
I just don't know how much more of
this I can take.
TYLER
(sighing)
I hear ya, boss.
CORRINE
Got a visit from our friendly board
chairman tonight. He's trying to
strong arm me.
TYLER
(lightly)
I think you can take him.
Corrine sighs.
CORRINE
I'm not sure that I want to.
Tyler realizes that levity is inappropriate. He frowns,
pondering what Corrine's statement could mean.
CORRINE (CONT'D)
Sometimes I wonder why I'm doing
this job at all. I mean, is it
because I really want to, or
because I think I should want to?
(beat)
Or maybe I'm just doing it out of
loyalty to a man who never really
existed in the first place.
Corrine rubs her temple as if a headache is coming on.
TYLER
It could be worse.
Tyler cringes as if saying to himself, "Why did you say
that?"
CORRINE
Really? How?
TYLER
(thinking fast)
You could be... abducted by demons?
Tyler gives another cringe. Corrine gives a small chuckle.
Her mood lightens slightly.
CORRINE
You're right. That would be worse.
Tyler slaps himself on the forehead as we:
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EXT. ALLEYWAY - LATER
Frank, Fletcher, Vi, Tamsin and Simon walk around the alley
where Harold was abducted minutes earlier. They study the
area, looking for clues. Fletcher has his locator in hand.
SIMON
I'll never forgive myself if
something happens to that poor
bugger.
Hearing the sincerity in Simon's voice, Tamsin puts a
comforting arm over his shoulder.
TAMSIN
You really care about him.
Simon nods.
SIMON
A true innocent, he is. Genuine
article. A real gentle soul... if
demons have souls, that is.
(to himself)
Can't remember. Must have missed
that day at school.
(beat)
Plus, where am I gonna find someone
else that gullible to work for
free?!
Tamsin rolls her eyes. Fletcher looks up from his locator.
FLETCHER
The sphere's locked on to them!
(pointing ahead)
This way!
The team runs up the alleyway as we:
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EXT. WAREHOUSE - MOMENTS LATER
The large, shadowy figure drags Harold into the building.
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INT. WAREHOUSE - CONTINUOUS
The building is dim, lite only by the outside street lights
which filter in though the many broken windows.
Harold is dropped to the floor. He appears frightened, but
more so confused.
The shadowy form of his captor is still obscured by the
darkness of the warehouse. It moves into the dark recesses of
the building, disappearing from view.
Harold looks around. What little of the building he can see
is full of the BODIES of various types of demons. Looking
down to his feet, he sees the head of Mosilink. He taps it
gently with a foot as if he thinks it will wake up. Something
small MOVES in the shadows behind him as we:
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EXT. WAREHOUSE - MOMENTS LATER
With Fletcher in the lead, the gang continues to track Harold
and the demon. They slow down. Fletcher points to the door.
Tamsin frowns.
TAMSIN
(quietly)
Do you smell that?
All nod. Frank grabs the door's handle.
INT. WAREHOUSE - CONTINUOUS
The door opens slowly. A small object SCURRIES into the
shadows.
Frank takes a quick look inside. His shotgun in front of him,
he nods to the others and proceeds inside. He is followed in
by the rest of the team, Tamsin and Simon bringing up the
rear.
In unison the gang begin to gag and choke, covering their
mouths and noses.
Frank feels on the wall. With a CLICK, lights come on. The
warehouse is a large open space filled with various discarded
pieces of wood and metal. An old forklift sits in the corner.
The right side of the building has a small office area. Your
typical warehouse layout. But all is definitely not normal.
HUNDREDS OF ROTTING DEMON CORPSES fill the room! Some litter
the floor of the large room, but most have been woven into a
LARGE CIRCLE five or so bodies high.
The stench is too much for the pregnant Tamsin. She turns and
vomits on the floor. She quickly rights herself and wipes her
mouth with the back of her hand.
TAMSIN
(quietly)
Knew that Chinese takeaway would
come back to haunt me.
Simon scans the room and sees Harold sitting on the floor
playing with Mosilink's head like it is a toy.
SIMON
(in a loud whisper)
Harold!
Harold looks up and smiles at the group.
HAROLD
Hi, Simon.
The the team moves quickly to Harold's side. Fletcher studies
the great demon circle while Simon drops to one knee beside
Harold.
SIMON
You alright, mate?
HAROLD
(nodding cluelessly)
Sure. Just playin' with Mosilink.
Simon stands and pulls Harold to his feet.
SIMON
Let's get you out of here.
Fletcher is still studying the mass of corpses. Something
skitters at the rim, just barely in view. Fletcher's eyes
widen.
FLETCHER
Oh, my God!
Frank furrows his brow as all eyes turn toward the man.
FLETCHER (CONT'D)
This is a nest!
Suddenly, the object on top of the nest LEAPS at the team.
Quick on the draw, Frank SHOOTS the thing mid-air. It hits
the floor, dead. The team leans in to see what it was.
CU on the CREATURE. It is about two feet long, black in
color, and vaguely insect looking. It's head is topped with 8
black eyes.
From all around the team, small PEEPING NOISES can be heard.
The team instinctively moves closer to one another, forming a
defensive circle.
Fletcher pulls out his locator.
CU on the screen. The six blue dots indicating the team are
surrounded by about twenty red dots that are closing in from
all directions.
FLETCHER (CONT'D)
They're coming! Stay alert--
But Fletcher's words are cut short as another BUG DEMON leaps
from behind a random body and smacks the man hard in the
chest, knocking him to the ground. The locator flies out of
Fletcher's hand, hitting the cement floor and SHATTERING.
The rest of the team move to help, but more of the insect
like creatures appear, SLAMMING into Vi and Simon.
Simon wrestles with the giant bug. It BITES him on the arm.
Simon screams out in pain.
Tamsin moves to help her brother, grabbing the creature
around its neck.
Vi throws off her bug, SLAMMING it hard into the wall where
is SHATTERS into bits.
Fletcher manages to get on top of his bug, holding it down.
It gnashes its sharp teeth as he stands on its throat.
Reaching into his jacket, he pulls out a pistol and SHOOTS
the demon once in the head. It quits moving.
Tamsin and Simon have managed to dislodge Simon's attacker,
throwing it a few feet away. The bug creature rights itself
and makes a run for them.
TAMSIN
Frank!
Frank whips around. Quickly cocking his gun, he SHOOTS the
creature dead.
The next wave begins. More bug creatures JUMP at the team.
Fletcher steps in front of Tamsin.
Fletcher aims his gun at an approaching demon and pulls the
trigger. CLICK, out of ammo. No time to reload, he tosses the
weapon aside.
The man spots a short piece of lumber on the floor. Fletcher
LEAPS over the demon as it LUNGES for him.
He ROLLS to the floor grabbing the lumber just as the demon
leaps on top of him.
The creature BITES into the wood as Fletcher struggles to
keep it at bay.
Another demon SLAMS into Harold. The hapless demon hits the
floor, striking the back of his head. He falls into
unconsciousness as the demon bug bites into his shoulder,
RIPPING OUT A SIZEABLE CHUNK OF FLESH!
Luckily, Simon is close by, he KICKS the bug hard. It lets go
of its demon prize and latches onto Simon's foot.
The man screams out in pain and falls to the ground. With his
other foot, he repeatedly KICKS the creature in the head in
an attempt to dislodge it.
Vi picks up a small bit of discarded REBAR from the warehouse
floor. She swings the piece of metal like a sword, SMASHING
several of the attacking bug demons.
Then, using the rebar as a javelin, she THROWS it, piercing
Simon's attacker through the mid-section, and PINNING it to
the wall. It writhes in pain for a few moments and then
finally dies.
Fletcher knocks his demon aside. Quickly standing, He SMASHES
it's skull in with his wooden weapon.
Frank SHOOTS his last attacker and looks around. The battle
appears to be over. FLETCHER is still clutching his bit of
lumber, ready for more action.
Fletcher turns to Tamsin.
FLETCHER
Are you alright?
She smiles softly, nodding.
VI
Those weren't so bad.
Simon manages to stand, clutching his wounded arm.
SIMON
Oh, yeah? Tell that to the bit of
my arm...
(pointing to the impaled
demon)
... what's floating around in that
one's stomach!
Simon stoops down to the unconscious Harold and attempts to
rouse him.
Fletcher studies the dead creatures. He frowns.
FLETCHER
Something's not right.
Simon looks up to Fletcher, dumbfounded by the man's
statement.
SIMON
Welcome to "Mastermind". I take it
your special category is the
bleeding obvious!
Tamsin has also been studying the creatures.
TAMSIN
No. He's right. These creatures are
clearly juvenile.
She picks up one of the dead creatures.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
Notice the growth spaces here...
(indicating part of the
leg)
...and here.
She points to the bug's thorax. Simon looks uneasy.
VI
What does that mean?
SIMON
Means there's something else.
Something bigger, something uglier
what laid all these creepy
crawlies.
FLETCHER
(nodding)
These young are clearly still in
the nest. Given their immaturity,
there's sure to be a parent or
caretaker near by.
VI
I bet she's not going to be happy
when she sees what we've done to
her babies.
TAMSIN
I know I wouldn't.
Frank clenches his jaw.
FRANK
Right. Let's get out of here. I'll
call Mike and Corrine for backup.
(beat)
Fletch. Help Simon with Harold.
Fletcher moves to help Simon but stops dead in his tracks as
a loud ROAR echoes through the building.
Every one looks around apprehensively trying to locate the
source of the sound.
SIMON
I think mummy's home.
The team once again moves into a tight circle, Simon dragging
the unconscious Harold.
The lights flicker. The gang looks around frantically. Again
the lights flicker, and then cut out altogether.
The team's eyes struggle to adjust to the darkness.
A HISSING sound comes from before the team. Frank cocks his
gun.
A SHADOWY FIGURE moves closer approaches.
Fletcher tightens his grip on his piece of lumber.
Another HISS as the still undefined creature moves closer.
Vi assumes an attack stance.
The creature finally steps in to the beam of light coming in
from outside. The NOSTRO DEMON is eleven feet tall. Insectoid
in appearance, its body is made up of a black, bony
exoskeleton. It has four arms, each tipped with a clawed
hand. Its head has eight black eyes which look angrily at the
team.
The Nostro demon's lips peel back to display a mouth full of
razor-sharp, pointed teeth.
The demon ROARS as we:
CUT TO BLACK:
END OF ACT THREE
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