2x05
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THUMP!
A FIST shoots downwards, knocking the gun from Silas' hand.
He turns around and WHUMP!
A fist to the face sends him sprawling.
It's Fletcher, back from the bathroom.
Hester automatically turns her gun on him, prepares to fire.
Thinking quickly, Fletcher grabs back hold of Silas and stands
him upright, using him as a shield.
The bullet hits the vampire's chest.
Fletcher throws him back to one side.
Hester tries to fire again - she's out of bullets.
SCREECHING, she throws the gun at Fletcher, who ducks.
He tries to get back upright, but Hester's launched herself at
him, in full flight.
She's just about to hit Fletcher when -
A FOOT appears, kicking Hester in the chin.
She lands unceremoniously on her backside.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
Remember me?
She beams back down at the vampire, standing tall.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
Oh, I've missed this.
Hester quickly, desperately, looks over at Zach, who's been
studying the action.
Noticing her plea, he surreptitiously nods at Jamie.
FLETCHER
You know them?
TAMSIN
Only too well.
Hester springs back up to her feet.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
Stakes!
Fletcher reaches for his inside coat pocket, but Hester's
already in the air, flying towards them.
They quickly adopt a fighting stance, ready to tackle her, but
she SAILS right over them.
She uses a table as a pommel-horse, SOMERSAULTING off it and
grabbing Jamie in one sweeping motion.
Pulling him round so that Tamsin and Fletcher can see, she pulls
Jamie' head to one side and bares her fangs.
A quick smirk, she opens wide, preparing for the kill as we:
CUT TO BLACK.
END OF ACT THREE
ACT FOUR
INT. DEVIL'S WATER BAR - SAME TIME
Same setup as before.
Hester LAUNCHES forward, ready to sink her fangs into Jamie.
Tamsin and Fletcher look on, their faces masks of horror.
Hester goes in for the kill, and then-
Jamie casually FLIPS her up and over his shoulder, landing on
the floor with a CRASH. He plants his foot on her chest,
preventing her from getting up.
Effortless, emotionless, and an exact copy of what Simon did to
the young pickpocket in the arcade.
Hester struggles to get up, but Jamie' hold on her is too
strong.
Tamsin's jaw drops in pure shock.
TAMSIN
What the- ?
Zach, meanwhile, is using the commotion as a cover whilst he
rifles through the till.
He throws aside some notes, and then a condom, which he looks at
with trepidation before tossing it away.
But then, his hand clasps around something, and he smiles.
It's necklace, its pendant, the SHARD. This one is glinting a
RUBY RED.
ZACHARIAH
(victorious)
I've got it! The third shard!
He turns around, ready to celebrate, but then-
WHUMP!
The disembodied hand from the bar attaches itself on his face.
Zach fumbles the shard into his coat pocket, freeing up his
hands.
Then, he wriggles and writhes, trying desperately to pull this
thing off.
Eventually, he succeeds, wrenching it away.
It lands with a SMACK on the bar.
Quickly acting before it can move again, Zach takes out his
knife and SLAMS it onto the hand, PINNING it to the bar.
With a SIGH of relief, he wipes his mouth.
Jamie, meanwhile, is still holding Hester at bay with ease.
Silas notices this, and comes charging in like a steam-train,
launching a FIST into Jamie' face that sends him off-balance,
freeing Hester.
TAMSIN
Oi!
Silas turns around and THUMP!
Tamsin SLAMS a punch into his jaw.
Before he can recover, she throws a backhanded slap across his
cheek, followed by a strong right-hook.
He STAGGERS backwards, off-balance.
HESTER
Keep away from him!
She STORMS forward, PUSHING Tamsin away, but before she can help
Silas up-
She gets PULLED AROUND and thrown into a table by Fletcher.
Fletcher starts toward her, but she's out for the count.
Turning, he looks over at Jamie, who's watching the action
placidly.
FLETCHER
You okay, mate?
Jamie just nods in reply. Is that a bit more color in his
cheeks?
Turning again, Fletcher casts his eyes on Tamsin, and she's in
trouble!
Silas has recovered, and has lifted her off her feet by her
throat.
Charging in, Fletcher THROWS himself at the vamp, sending all
three of them tumbling down in a heap.
The two men are quickly back up again, exchanging blows.
A PUNCH from Silas. BLOCKED by Fletcher, who ducks underneath
another punch.
He tries to connect with a punch of his own, but Silas swerves
away from it, almost losing balance as he does so.
Fletcher uses this to his advantage, flinging another fist- this
time it CONNECTS, smashing into Silas' face.
But he just TAKES it.
Then- the two fighting figures move apart, drawn away by some
unknown force.
The dark-haired woman from earlier casually walks between them,
heads for the door. The two men exchange a curious look as the
mysterious figure makes her exit.
As soon as she leaves, they get back to fighting.
Fletcher instantly starts with a punch to the gut, causing Silas
to double over.
Then a SLAM to the back of the head causes him to collapse to
his knees.
Just as he's about to deliver the coup-de-grace, Fletcher
doubles-over himself.
Zach sliced in with a karate chop to the stomach.
He then spins Fletcher around so they're face to face.
ZACHARIAH
That's not fair, y'know. I'm the only
one who's allowed to batter him like
that.
He then launches a devastating UPPERCUT that sends Fletcher
flying into the air and crashing to the ground.
TAMSIN
Hey! No-one does that to my ...friend!
She storms towards Zach from behind, and he spins around, in
full VAMP-FACE.
Tamsin recognizes him instantly and freezes.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
You!
ZACHARIAH
Yeah.
They stare each other down for a second. And then-
Tamsin delivers a swift kick to Zach's groin.
He GRIMACES in pain.
ZACHARIAH (CONT'D)
Gotta hand it to yer. That was pretty
good.
He rolls up his sleeve and checks his watch.
ZACHARIAH (CONT'D)
But it's about time I've gotta be
going, so...
He shrugs.
ZACHARIAH (CONT'D)
Another time perhaps?
With LIGHTNING SPEED, he SURGES up to Tamsin, picks her up, and
THROWS her with some force into the wall.
He dusts his hands off, pleased with his work.
ZACHARIAH (CONT'D)
Tell yer what, though. I like a girl
who enjoys a bit of the old rough and
tumble. So...
He produces a small business card from his jacket.
ZACHARIAH (CONT'D)
Here's my card.
He tosses it down on her prone body.
ZACHARIAH (CONT'D)
Don't call before five.
With that, he turns away, heading over to Silas and Hester,
dragging them to their feet.
He looks over at the rest of the patrons, still huddled in fear
at the back of the bar.
ZACHARIAH (CONT'D)
We'll be off now, if that's all right.
Without waiting for a reply, he turns for the exit with the
other two, only to find his way blocked by a silhouetted figure
in the doorway.
VI.
The three vamps stop short, staring at her.
VI
You just made my day.
With an evil smile, she starts on Zach.
Left foot kick, right foot kick, left, right...
He's sent spinning back through the bar, eventually crashing
into a stool.
Vi CRUNCHES him with a punishing left-hook.
Silas and Hester rush towards her from either side.
Vi quickly PULLS herself up on a wooden beam over the bar.
She tucks her legs in fast.
Silas and Hester can't stop themselves in time - they PILE into
each other and SLUMP to the floor, winded.
Vi leaps back down, landing on the floor nimbly.
VI (CONT'D)
You have no idea how much that helped.
She makes her way over to Tamsin, helping her back onto her
feet.
Moving on, she does the same with Fletcher.
FLETCHER
Time of the month?
VI
Working out some tension.
Tamsin's still a little confused.
TAMSIN
Weren't you supposed to be going out
with Rick?
(beat)
Not that we don't mind the help, of
course.
FLETCHER
Hey! I had the situation well under
control. I just disguised it well.
VI
(ignoring Fletcher)
Yeah, we were at the movies, and then
Rick got a text saying he had to fill
in for someone at work, so he had to
go.
She pauses for a second, thinking.
VI (CONT'D)
Although it was probably just an
excuse to miss the rest of the movie.
(beat)
Which is fine, because it was crap.
Though it did leave me with a blood
lust to fight vamps.
She looks around at the bar, which is an advanced state of
disrepair.
VI (CONT'D)
Anyway. Thought I'd come back here,
see how you were doing, and whaddya
know?
She gestures around at the vamps.
Zach's coming back to his senses - he fumbles down the bar,
grasping hold of his trusty knife, still with hand embedded into
it.
He THROWS it in Vi's direction.
It MISSES, but hits the wall, dislodging the hand, which FALLS
on top of Vi.
The knife bounces off, sailing through the air.
Zach uses all this as a distraction, leaping back to his feet.
He pulls up the groggy forms of Silas and Hester and makes a
dash for the door.
He catches his knife in his teeth on the move, charging through
the door without stopping.
Vi FLINGS the hand off in disgust.
VI (CONT'D)
Urgh!
It FLOPS to the floor.
Everyone looks for the vamps, but they're gone.
VI (CONT'D)
Dammit.
SIMON (O.S.)
Have they gone?
He peeks out from underneath a corner table, where he's
obviously been hiding for some time.
CUT TO:
EXT./ESTAB. FRANK'S DINER - NIGHT
Just to establish. A light's still on - someone's burning the
midnight oil.
CUT TO:
INT. FRANK'S DINER - CONTINUOUS
Tamsin, Fletcher and Simon are sat at the counter, coffees in
front of them. Jamie is also there, sitting by himself a little
way along.
TAMSIN
So you took Jamie out to teach him to
stand up for himself?
SIMON
(knowing where this is going)
Yeah...
TAMSIN
So tell me again, which of you, when
your bar got raided by vampires,
flipped and pinned one of said vamps,
and which hid underneath a table like
a big girl?
SIMON
I was after a defensive position!
(beat)
Guns scare me, alright?
Tamsin and Fletcher giggle cheekily.
TAMSIN
Truth is, though, you were right. Both
of you.
She looks between the two men, then over at Jamie.
TAMSIN (CONT'D)
He isn't a baby any more. Hell, he did
a better job of restraining Hester
than we did. He doesn't need me
watching his every move any more.
(beat)
He's growing up. And I have to respect
that, not act like a frantic ditz
every time he moves more than ten feet
out of sight.
FLETCHER
That's a little harsh.
(beat)
But accurate, actually.
Tamsin shrugs, and Fletcher gives her a reassuring pat on the
shoulder.
FLETCHER (CONT'D)
You're not the first mother to doubt
herself- it's just happened a little
quicker than normal.
TAMSIN
Thanks.
SIMON
Yeah, you'll be fine, Tams. Just
follow my example.
TAMSIN
Not likely.
She sticks her tongue out defiantly at a slightly disappointed
Simon.
Vi emerges from the kitchen, Tyler in tow. She's laden down by a
pile of DVDs.
TYLER
...And don't forget to read those
scripts on the Net. There's some real
good ones - Somewhere In Between, The
DSR, and that new one that's just
started - Walker.
Tamsin gestures at the load as Vi struggles past.
TAMSIN
What's with those?
VI
Oh. Remember how watching New Moon
gave me that vamp-kickassery?
(beat)
Well, I thought if I watched more
vampy films, then I'd only get better!
(beat)
So I've got Fright Night, The Lost
Boys, Interview With...
TAMSIN
You better watch it. Tyler's on his
way to turning you into a full-on
geek. Soon, you'll be playing one of
those online games with lonely,
pathetic nerds.
Tyler frowns. A derisive SNORT from Vi.
VI
Yeah, like that's ever gonna happen.
Fletcher COUGHS loudly.
FLETCHER
If we can get somewhere back near
topic, there's the matter of tonight's
attack...
The door opens, and Frank staggers in, looking a little worse
for wear - his clothes are crumpled, his hair mussed.
He makes for the stairs, and reacts with surprise when he sees
the others.
FRANK
Oh! Didn't think you kids would still
be up.
TAMSIN
And we thought we were the only ones
who got into a fight with vamps
tonight.
Frank looks confused. Tamsin points to his neck, where there's a
love-bite, complete with lipstick.
Frank notices this, and throws the others an embarrassed smile
as he makes his way behind the counter.
FRANK
No, that's something totally
different.
TAMSIN
(with a sardonic raised
eyebrow)
Really?
Frank shoots her a "drop it" look and attacks the coffee
machine, but it's empty.
FRANK
Why is this damn thing empty?
Everyone looks at Tyler, who tries and completely fails to hide
his guilty expression. He decides to change the subject.
TYLER
You guys got into a fight?
FLETCHER
Glad someone's brought us back on
topic.
TAMSIN
Yeah. Silas and Hester are back in
town.
Frank pours himself a cup of tea, interested.
FRANK
Thought they'd gone for good. What are
they doing this time? General mayhem?
FLETCHER
No. They have a plan. Involving
several shards, apparently.
TAMSIN
Doesn't ring any bells.
Frank grimaces.
FRANK
Better hit the books and get our
research on. These guys don't mess
around.
TAMSIN
And it's worse. They've got a friend.
Another vamp. The brains of it all, I
think.
FLETCHER
A real tough bastard.
FRANK
Got a name? Any details?
TAMSIN
Not much. He's English - from Essex,
apparently.
TYLER
(sarcastically)
That narrows it down.
FLETCHER
(to Simon)
Where'd you get that pendant he took?
SIMON
Just some trinket one of my customers
left behind. Thought I might sell-- I
mean keep it until the rightful owner
came to claim it.
Tamsin remembers something, and she starts fiddling in her jeans
pocket.
TAMSIN
Oh- he left this as well.
She throws down Zach's card on the counter. The others pore over
it, intrigued.
FRANK
(reading aloud)
"Fangs For The Memories".
He gives a half amused smirk. From the end of the bar Jamie
speaks out.
JAMIE
Mom? May I ask you something?
TAMSIN
Yeah?
JAMIE
When can I go out with Uncle Simon
again?
Simon's face lights up in surprise and excitement.
Conversely, Tamsin's face falls, and falls fast.
TAMSIN
WHAT?
Jamie shrugs, and then, with a slight, innocent smile:
JAMIE
I had... fun.
Off his smile we:
FADE TO BLACK.
END OF EPISODE
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