"In writing fiction, the more fantastic the tale, the plainer the prose should be. Don't ask your readers to admire your words when you want them to believe your story." - Ben Bova [ more quotes ]

"FEAST"

by

Patrick Melton and Marcus Dunston

Early Draft



FADE IN:

EXT. DESERT -- DAY

The white sun beats down on the rocky terrain. There's not a
cloud in the blue sky and the wind is at a standstill.

Far in the distance, a LINE OF PEOPLE make their way towards
the entrance of a small cavern.

Two VULTURES perched on barren tree watch the intruders.

EXT. CAVERN ENTRANCE -- MOMENTS LATER

A tall, lean, effeminate man with oversized glasses and
wearing a tight brown uniform stands in front of the cavern
entrance. He wears a tan bandanna around his neck and uses a
water-filled spray bottle to cool himself down.

This is the MALE BROWNIE TROOP LEADER (36).

TROOP LEADER
(with a lisp)
Okay ladies, gather around!

A DOZEN YOUNG GIRLS dressed in BROWNIE UNIFORMS stand in
front of the Troop Leader. They've been walking for half the
day and couldn't care less what adventure awaits.

He produces a small hand chisel.

TROOP LEADER
This is the type of chisel that we
will all be using today. It is not
to be used for "hitting" things, it
is to be used for "chiseling"
things... gently.

He demonstrates, chiseling the air.

TROOP LEADER
And does anyone know why we don't
want to hit things?

The girls sigh, they've been through this type of treatment
from him a thousand times before.

BROWNIE GROUP
Because we don't want to break the
dinosaur bones.

TROOP LEADER
Correct! Now, let's get to it and
earn those anthropology badges!

The Troop Leader turns to enter the cavern. The group follows.

A SICKLY BROWNIE tries to hide from the others, but the Troop
Leader notices her. He shakes his head and corners her.

TROOP LEADER
(kneeling)
Hey little bear, aren't you going to
join the others?

SICKLY BROWNIE
Um, my allergist told me not to engage
in physically demanding activities
where ragweed or spores might be
present, sir.

The Troop Leader frowns, but knows what to do.

TROOP LEADER
Do you have a note to corroborate
these claims?

SICKLY BROWNIE
Um, well...

TROOP LEADER
Are you lying to me?

SICKLY BROWNIE
Well...

TROOP LEADER
What did we say about lying?

SICKLY BROWNIE
I'm not lying.

TROOP LEADER
You know that no one likes a liar,
right?

SICKLY BROWNIE
I said I'm not lying.

The Troop Leader tilts his head, unsure.

TROOP LEADER
Well, let's just say this... You
don't have to join your troop if
your claim of sickness is genuine,
however if you are lying, someone
will always know...

Troop Leader points up to God.

TROOP LEADER
And remember what happens to a liar's
soul when they die? It burns in
hell... for eternity.

The Troop Leader nods his head and rises, pointing to the
sky once again.

Sickly Brownie doesn't waver, she's not going in that cavern.

TROOP LEADER
...and you don't get the badge.

Sickly Brownie's eyes widen. She follows the Troop Leader.

INT. CAVERN -- MOMENTS LATER

A string of lights at the top of the cavern provide the only
light. Each Brownie lightly chisels at the rock walls, looking
for anything.

The Troop Leader wears a hard hat with a flashlight mounted
on the top.

TROOP LEADER
Not so hard girls, slow and steady
is how Troop Daddy likes it.

The Sickly Brownie is deep in the cavern, gently chiseling
at a wall. She looks back at the Troop Leader and WHACKS the
wall...

CRUSH... the rock wall crumbles and a SMALL HOLE remains.

The Troop Leader notices and rushes over to investigate.

TROOP LEADER
What have you done now, broke the
darn thing?

SICKLY BROWNIE
(covering)
I just hit it like you said.

The Troop Leader moves closer to the hole.

TROOP LEADER
Yeah, right. Let me see there...

Troop Leader chisels at the surface surrounding the hole.

It crumbles away and he accidentally DROPS his chisel in.

TROOP LEADER
Whoops!

SNOTTY BROWNIE comes over.

SNOTTY BROWNIE
What is it?

He shines his light into the tiny breach. There's a moment
of silence and then... a distant PING, like the chisel fell
hundreds of feet.

TROOP LEADER
It's deep. That's weird, maybe it's
a hidden cavern, with an old cowboy's
stash!
(animated to group)
Listen up ladies, we may have found
a secret treasure! Who wants to be
rich!?

He laughs to himself and puts his face up to the hole for a
closer look.

TROOP LEADER
Wow! I see something shiny --

CHOMP! A set of giant, ravenous teeth bite into the Troop
Leader's skull. Blood SPLATTERS on Sickly Brownie.

His body is YANKED into the hole.

The Brownies SCREAM and turn to RUN. Sickly Brownie is scared
stiff. CRASH! The wall collapses as a WHITE BLUR bursts
through and knocks over Sickly Brownie.

CHOMP! CHOMP! CHOMP! With blazing speed, the white blur
attacks the running Brownies. Shadows, ripping, tearing,
howling, fills the cavern.

Sickly Brownie struggles to her feet and staggers for the
exit. Her fellow Troops are yanked into the darkness from
all directions.

SNOTTY BROWNIE, now with NO ARMS, falls in front of Sickly
Brownie. Sickly trips, landing face first in a puddle of
blood and guts.

Gagging and wheezing, Sickly Brownie makes one last sprint
for the mouth of the cave. Behind her, the white blur WAILS
as it snaps the bones of dying children.

Sickly Brownie is almost to the exit. She can feel the sun's
heat on her flush cheeks. She's almost there. She's gonna
make it. Only a few more feet. And then... JERK!

A white furry arm grabs her neck and YANKS her back into the
darkness.

The whiplash sends her bloody WHEEZER flying into the light...

SLAM CUT TO BLACK:

SUPERIMPOSED: BASED ON A TRUE STORY

The title SHATTERS...

INT. CRASHED CAR -- NIGHT

P.O.V. - We frantically EMERGE from the burning wreck...

RUN from the crash over desolate, SNOW COVERED prairie land...

EXT. BAR -- NIGHT

We focus on a neon sign on top of a bar named UNITED NATIONS
TAVERN. We can hear talking and laughing from inside.

A 1985, pristine black Pontiac Trans-Am with a Golden Eagle
on the hood pulls up. We follow it around to the back parking
lot. The rear bumper sticker reads "MY OTHER TOY HAS TITS."

A weasel-like man with a fat belly and tank-top emerges from
the hot rod. We freeze on him.

SUPERIMPOSED

NAME: BOZO
AGE: 32
JOB: UNEMPLOYED
OCCUPATION: TOWN JACKASS
LIFE EXPECTANCY: DEAD BY DAWN

We follow him as he lazily makes his way to the front entrance
of the bar.

ON THE SIDE OF THE BAR, he tosses an empty bottle of WILD
TURKEY.

We pan away to see the layout of the back parking lot and
surrounding area:

Cars and pick-up trucks are scattered throughout the parking
lot. There is a BEER TRUCK backed up to a long aluminum tunnel
that leads to the back of the bar. A BEER DELIVERY GUY pulls
a keg from the beer truck and lugs it into the tunnel.

Snow lightly falls. The swift wind causes snow drifts to
form on the outer edges of the parking lot. We turn back to
pick up Bozo as he turns the corner to the front of the bar
and pushes through the front doors.

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

The place is dark, musty and sporadically populated. We take
a quick right and stop at an old-fashioned jukebox.

A young man in a wheelchair loads a quarter into the jukebox
and is instantly pushed away by Bozo. We freeze on the young
man.

SUPERIMPOSED

NAME: PARA
AGE: 29
OCCUPATION: FIREWORKS DEALER
LIFE EXPECTANCY: THEY WOULDN'T KILL A CRIPPLE... WOULD THEY?

We see that "ONLY COOL CHICKS CAN DO ME" is printed on Bozo's
tank-top.

PARA
Hey!

Para rolls away uncontrollably.

BOZO
Shut up, fag.

Bozo punches in his selection. The CD spins. A 1980s heavy
metal song KICKS IN.

Bozo, mouthing the lyrics, struts away.

NOTE: Music plays over all the bar sequences.

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

P.O.V. - We continue to run. Panicked breathing. Kicking up
the snow.

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

A man takes a shot and downs it. We freeze on him.

SUPERIMPOSED

NAME: GOLDIE
AGE: 24
OCCUPATION: HOST AT RED LOBSTER
LIFE EXPECTANCY: HORRIFYING DEATH IN JUST UNDER SEVENTY-FIVE
MINUTES

The bartender has been suffering through this dude's sob
story all night.

GOLDIE
We'd been together for so long and
then... bang! She drops me. Since
then, it's been like a damn country
song. She's gone, the car's broke
down, a father figure made a pass at
me. I have a constant fear of
falling... etcetera, etcetera. I'm
not saying I ever had it. But I have
definitely lost it.
(beat)
I mean I used to be a model for
Christ's sake...

BARTENDER (thinning hair, chiseled face, big earring) looks
up at this while completing two drinks.

BARTENDER
For what?

GOLDIE
(humbled)
JC Penny. Spring wear.

Goldie then mimics throwing a sport coat over his shoulder
and holding it by the index finger... he delivers his "model"
cheese smile...

Bartender turns and we freeze on him.

SUPERIMPOSED

NAME: BARTENDER
AGE: 50
OCCUPATION: BARTENDER
FUN FACT: SHOT 4 TIMES, STABBED 6 TIMES, BIT BY 1 SQUIRREL
LIFE EXPECTANCY: READY TO WEAR

The two fresh gin & tonics are ready. Bartender grabs the
drinks and sets them in front of GOOD GUY (26, clean cut,
white sweater). Good Guy nods and gives him a tip.

GOOD GUY
Thank you, sir.

We follow him to a table where GOOD GIRL (26, delicate,
innocent, matching white sweater) sits.

GOOD GIRL
Oh thanks, sweety.

We freeze on Good Girl and Good Guy.

SUPERIMPOSED

NAME: GOOD GUY & GOOD GIRL
AGES: 26
OCCUPATIONS: SALES REPRESENTATIVES FOR ENTERPRISE RENT-A-CAR
THEIR SONG: "SAILING" BY CHRISTOPHER CROSS

We go back to the starry-eyed couple as they TOAST. We hear
a bar of the "their song."

SUPERIMPOSED

LIFE EXPECTANCY: THEY REALLY HAVE IT COMING

BEHIND THEM, the beer delivery man, walks by, pushing a keg
of beer on a roll cart. We follow him to the side of the
bar.

He sets down the load and opens the small door to the KEG
ELEVATOR. We freeze on him.

SUPERIMPOSED

NAME: BEER GUY
AGE: 32
OCCUPATION: BEER GUY
LIFE EXPECTANCY: A WILD CARD, HE MAY SURPRISE YOU

BARTENDER
That it?

BEER GUY
One keg of Beast for the basement,
then, truck's dry.

BARTENDER
Gonna stay for a couple?

Beer Guy hoists the lone keg into the waiting elevator.

BEER GUY
(nonchalant)
Fuck yea.

He hits a button next to the door and the keg slowly lowers
to the basement.

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

P.O.V. - Hard breathing. We jump over a small bush and land
hard in the icy earth.

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

From the end of the bar, a glass of beer SLIDES TOWARDS US.

A hand GRABS it and puts it on a tray.

She is pretty though haggard, stained apron, and dirty blond
hair. We freeze on her.

SUPERIMPOSED

NAME: TUFFY
AGE: 25
OCCUPATION: CAREER WAITRESS
FUN FACT: SERVED 100 HOURS OF COMMUNITY SERVICE FOR ILLEGAL
DUMPING OF MANURE... IN EX-HUSBAND'S CAR
LIFE EXPECTANCY: BADASS-IN-WAITING

Tuffy picks up her tray and turns. We see a LOCKET around
her neck.

Tuffy's stride eases into SLOW MOTION:

We can SEE THROUGH the closed locket -- it conceals a PICTURE
of a smiling, young boy. It is Tuffy's son, CODY.

AT NORMAL SPEED:

Tuffy carries the tray toward a table. She passes a TV that
is mounted on the wall.

ON THE TV

A NEWSCASTER, dressed in a coat and tie, mouths the news.

We can barely make out what he is saying.

NEWSCASTER
(from TV)
...the search for the missing mining
team will be further complicated by
tonight's expected blizzard and by
the unstable conditions of these
deep tunnels. The dynamite blasting
to the mountain's face has created a
number of deep sinkholes into the
rocky terrain. Thus far, no signs of
life have been detected, yet town
officials are still optimistic the
miners will be found...

Newscaster spins and an ECLIPSE GRAPHIC comes on screen above
his right shoulder.

NEWSCASTER
...On a brighter note or should we
say a darker note, tomorrow's solar
eclipse will bring out adults and
children alike for a celebration of
this metrological event. Let's go
now to Devon Lucie from KRUI's weather
center, Devon?

WE TILT BACK DOWN. We keep DESCENDING until we are in the
BASEMENT of the bar. Musty, cold, mildew and old.

IN THE BASEMENT

Beer Guy pulls the keg from the little elevator and places
it next to the many other kegs in the basement.

He HEARS a faint conversation behind a curtain.

It is between BOSS MAN (paunchy, sweaty, ugly) and ROADIE
(English accent, light hair, leather skin, thin build).

BOSS MAN (O.S.)
How can you move it?

ROADIE (O.S.)
Amplifiers.

Beer Guy hesitantly moves toward the conversation. A RED
GLOW emits from behind the sheet, cleanly silhouetting Roadie
and Boss Man.

BOSS MAN
Color it done.

Roadie smirks.

We ascend straight up into --

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

P.O.V. - We are trucking... labored breathing... we stumble
and TILT DOWN TO --

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

FROM TILT DOWN --

We follow Tuffy over to a table where ADULTERER (bushy
mustache, sweater vest, dress shirt) sits with TRAMPY
(designer glasses, hair pulled back, tight blue business
suit, closet tramp). We freeze on Trampy.

SUPERIMPOSED

NAME: TRAMPY
AGE: 19
OCCUPATION: BANK TELLER
LIFE EXPECTANCY: BETTER THAN ADULTERER

TRAMPY
He said there was no reason I had to
stay a teller and that if I did good
work and didn't mess up, I could
become an assistant manager within
three years.
(pause)
Can you believe that?

ADULTERER
(tense)
That sounds great.

We freeze on him.

SUPERIMPOSED

NAME: ADULTERER
AGE: 36
OCCUPATION: HIGH SCHOOL P.E. INSTRUCTOR
NICKNAME IN HIGH SCHOOL: DR. BLUMPKIN
GENITALS: SHAVED
LIFE EXPECTANCY: WORSE THAN TRAMPY

UNDER THE TABLE

Adulterer reaches into his pant's pocket to pay the tab.

As he produces a wad of cash, he inadvertently pulls out his
hidden WEDDING RING.

Tuffy sets down the drinks.

TRAMPY
That sounds like bullshit! I could
be an assistant manager at The Lake
Arrowhead Casino for knowing the
fuckin' alphabet to G! I'll be twenty-
two in three --

The ring falls.

CLING! CLING! The damning wedding band BOUNCES.

We follow the ring as it ROLLS on it's side along the floor.
Tuffy, Trampy and the mortified Adulterer, watch.

The ring stops, standing still on its side.

We see Trampy's sunken reaction Loveboat style, through the
ring. She looks to Adulterer, seething.

Adulterer's jaw goes slack.

The ring falls FLAT.

Adulterer slides the cash to Tuffy with one hand.

ADULTERER
Just keep it...

WHIP PAN TO --

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

P.O.V. - Sprinting and wheezing. We see the lights of the
bar far in the distance.

INT. BAR -- SIDE ROOM/KITCHEN -- NIGHT

Tuffy walks back over to the bar adding Adulterer's cash to
a fat roll of money. BELLE (stringy blond hair, cute face,
brand-spanking new employee) looks up with surprise. We freeze
on her.

SUPERIMPOSED

NAME: BELLE
AGE: 21
OCCUPATION: WAITRESS
GOALS: PLAY BELLE IN STAGE VERSION OF "BEAUTY AND THE BEAST"
LIFE EXPECTANCY: SAME ODDS AS PLAYING "BELLE" IN STAGE VERSION
OF "BEAUTY AND THE BEAST"

BELLE
(privately)
How'd you make that much tonight?

Before she can respond, Boss Man walks by the two, STARING
at them. He walks up a rickety side-staircase to the SECOND
FLOOR.

He nods to Tuffy. Pure sleaze. We freeze on him.

SUPERIMPOSED

NAME: BOSS MAN
AGE: 47
OCCUPATION: BAR OWNER
MOTTO: IF THERE'S GRASS IN THE FIELD, PLAY BALL
LIFE EXPECTANCY: REGULAR OR EXTRA-CRISPY?

Tuffy grinds her teeth, removes her apron and moves hesitantly
up the staircase.

BELLE
Oh.

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

P.O.V. - Running, approaching the still distant United
Nations Tavern...

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

A TINY VELVET CASE is set on the bar end. Bozo opens the
case to reveal THREE PRISTINE PLATINUM DARTS.

BOZO
Gentlemen, I would like to introduce
you to three examples of aerodynamic
perfection...

Bozo removes a dart and stands in the middle of the bar.

To his right is DRUNK GUY (samurai pony tail, thin mustache,
lean, just plain out of it) the other half of a wager in
this game.

Bozo raises his dart.

DRUNK GUY
First one to break skin loses?

BOZO
That is correct.
(to Para off screen)
Don't you move now.

We see that the dartboard has TWO HUNDRED DOLLAR BILLS on
the bulls-eye. They are being held up by Para's LEFT HAND.

He squirms in his wheelchair as Bozo takes aim.

BOZO
Don't even... twitch!

SWISH! Bozo throws.

PING! It lands right between Para's fingers.

EXT. BAR -- NIGHT

P.O.V. - We are running for the bar a half mile away.

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

Para wipes his brow with his right hand as Drunk Guy takes
aim.

Bozo locks eyes with Para. Drunk Guy winds up. Bozo cocks
his eyebrow. Drunk Guy THROWS. Para flinches.

SMACK! The arrow DRIVES into his palm.

PARA
GAHHHHH-SHIT!!

DRUNK GUY
Ironsides flinched, motherfucker!

Bozo chuckles.

BOZO
(crude Oriental accent)
Yoh anga will be yoh downfah.

Para frees his skewered hand. He chirps in pain.

BELLE can't believe what she just saw.

BOZO
Go again?

DRUNK GUY
Drunk don't mean stupid.

BOZO
Oh, come on. Crape Diem!

Bozo takes the blood stained hundreds from the dart board.

Drunk Guy sulks away cursing to himself and moves to the
bar.

Roadie looks on, sipping a beer. We freeze on Roadie.

SUPERIMPOSED

NAME: ROADIE
AGE: 31
OCCUPATION: BAND ROADIE
LIFE EXPECTANCY: A FEW DOG YEARS

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

P.O.V. - Still running. The bar is getting closer.

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

Bozo happily moves through the bar. He HITS the table of
GRANDPA (long scar on the right side of his face through the
eyebrow, elderly, white hair, bushy white mustache) and
GRANDMA (curly white hair, glasses).

They shudder as he HOLLERS at them. We freeze on them.

SUPERIMPOSED

NAMES: GRANDPA AND GRANDMA
AGES: 88 AND 86
OCCUPATION: RETIRED
FUN FACT: BEEN TOGETHER SINCE DEPRESSION
LIFE EXPECTANCY: THEY DON'T BUY GREEN BANANAS

BOZO
(in a crotchety tone)
Wake up! Check your pants!

Bozo mocks a hearing impairment by cupping his ear.

BOZO
What's that!? Wha'cha say? Huh?

GRANDPA
Get outta here.

Bozo SNAPS one of the bloody bills.

BOZO
How much for the whole night, Grandma?

GRANDMA
(disgusted)
You should be so lucky.

Grandpa raises his fists one at a time as he explains...

GRANDPA
This one will just stun ya, but this
one will put ya to sleep.

BOZO
(mocking)
Whoa!

We follow Bozo as he takes notice of OLD VET (52, long hair
with bandanna, dirty beard) HARLEY MOM, (45, bruiser,
grizzled, tough as a saddle) and DRUNK GUY. He saddles up
next to them at the bar.

BOZO
You boys wanna take a try at the
loot?

They don't respond. Harley Mom is offended.

BOZO
Come on, I'll even throw with my
left hand.

He turns in disappointment.

Goldie downs another shot. The tart sting of the drink hits
him. He slaps the bar.

GOLDIE
Ooohhh!

BOZO
(addressing room)
Nothin' but a bunch of butts and
pussies in here!

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

P.O.V. - We are frantically running. The bar is just a
quarter mile ahead. We leap a fence and --

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

KRASH! Belle DROPS a tray full of drinks behind the bar.

BELLE
Shit! Shit! Shit!

Bartender helps her.

BARTENDER
Don't sweat it, just clean it up
before he's done.

He points up and we rapidly RISE to the second floor.

ON SECOND FLOOR

Tuffy's son CODY (7, innocent, cute) sits on the floor
watching TV.

SUPERIMPOSED

NAME: CODY
AGE: 7
OCCUPATION: DEPENDENT
LIFE EXPECTANCY: A WONDERFUL, FULL LIFE

Tuffy walks over to him and puts HEADPHONES over his ears.

TUFFY
Keep these on, sweetheart.

CODY
Okay, mommy.

Tuffy kisses him on the head and then moves to an adjacent
room.

ADJACENT ROOM

Tuffy enters the room and takes off her blouse exposing her
breasts. She pulls up her skirt and bends over a bedpost.

TUFFY
Let's get this over with.

Boss Man walks up behind her, naked, except for Red Cowboy
Boots.

BOSS MAN
I love a woman with enthusiasm.

EXT. BAR FRONT -- NIGHT

P.O.V. - We move in fast on the bar --

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

Bozo walks to the middle of the room, proudly displaying his
prize money.

BOZO
I got two hundred bucks says none of
you can beat me!

The bar is silent. Bartender points to the double doors.

BARTENDER
Hey! Get quiet or get out.

BOZO
(grinning)
C'mon guys--

EXT. BAR -- NIGHT

P.O.V. - Hurtling toward the double doors and --

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

BOZO
Gimme some ACTION --

BOOM! The double doors to the bar are kicked open by HERO
(rugged alpha man with dark features and built to kick ass).

KRASH! Belle DROPS a second tray of drinks--

MUSIC CUTS OUT

Hero is scraped, bruised and bloodied. He is dressed in blue
denim, with a hand made duct tape and leather neck guard. He
holds a RUST-RED SHOTGUN and a GUNNY SACK. He SLAMS the double
doors shut and props a chair against the handles, securing
them.

Hero spins around and cocks his weapon.

He has the bar's attention.

HERO
Unless you people want to die you'll
do what I say and you'll do it fast!

KAH-CHUCK! Bartender cocks his SHOTGUN.

BARTENDER
You hold it right there, mister.

Hero raises his one hand holding the gunny sack.

HERO
(catching his breath.)
A storm of hell's coming down on
this place any minute!

BARTENDER
Drop the canon!

Hero puts down the shotgun and cautiously moves towards
Bartender.

HERO
I'm not armed now, just hear me out.

Hero gets closer.

BARTENDER
I'll drop you and not even think
about it!

HERO
Let me explain!

BARTENDER
YOU GOT ONE SECOND TO --

WHOOSH! Hero reveals a drool-dripping, white, GRANDPAPA BEAST
HEAD from the gunny sack and holds it out and high for all
to see.

HERO
LISTEN TO ME!

The bar GASPS.

HERO
Take a good look! There's at least a
FOUR of these things out there!

Grandpapa Beast's head has softball-sized eyeballs and a
seven by seven inch mouth full of jagged, ivory white teeth.
It is like a super-sized, albino, jackal head with long,
stringy hair.

HERO
I saw one of them tear up five men
like they were corn on the cob!

The bar is silent.

HERO
I don't know what they are. I don't
know where they came from. All I do
know is that these fuckers are fast,
nasty, and hungry.

The bar stares at him, slack-jawed.

HERO
...And they can fly. Not to mention
they're damn-shitfuckin' near
impervious to conventional firepower.

The shocked Bartender lowers his shotgun slightly.

WHIP! Hero drops the head on the bar and GRABS the shotgun
from Bartender's hands.

Hero notices an ENGRAVING on the shotgun. It has "THE JUDGE"
carved into the handle. He nods approvingly to Bartender.

HERO
Now these things are coming. RIGHT
NOW. We have to lock this bar down!

He moves and points to vulnerable areas.

HERO
That means doors, windows, drains,
basements, skylights, whatever, and
we have to do it fast!

Hero runs to the lone window in the front of the bar and
then back at the patrons.

HERO
(addressing Belle)
You! Get on that phone. Call the
cops, the National Guard, townies,
whoever kicks ass and get 'em out
here.

Belle moves to a pay phone at the end of the bar. She
nervously grabs for coins in her apron.

HERO
(addressing patrons)
We gotta seal off the back, seal off
the top and lock down the bottom.
(Beat)
Any questions?

Everyone is silent.

BARTENDER
Who are you?

HERO
I'm the hero --

CRASH! Two white Beast arms BURST through the window and
SPLIT Hero right down the middle.

BLAM! The Judge fires into the ceiling --

SECOND FLOOR

BLAM! The Judge's blast blows through the Boss Man's RIGHT
FOOT as he reaches climax with Tuffy. Boss Man hollers.

Tuffy SCREAMS --

MAIN BAR

Hero's right half is JERKED outside through the window!

Belle SCREAMS into the phone!

The bar screams in horror! Blood sprays! Rapid chomping!

NOTE: The full Beasts are all white and furiously fly around
like bolts of lightning. They emit a high shrill sound, like
a buzz saw working a piece of steel.

The patrons scramble.

CRASH! The double doors are kicked open, splintering the
propped up chair. The people duck for cover.

HEROINE (Native American, rugged, ripped pants, wickedly
hot) rushes in, slams the doors shut and instinctively kicks
up the RUST RED SHOTGUN. She flips it sideways and slides
the metal weapon through the handles of the double doors,
securing them.

BAM! A massive HIT slams into the doors from the outside
sending Heroine SLIDING across the floor.

She SPRINGS to her feet and drives her weight into a table
attempting to hoist it over the now open window.

HEROINE
HELP ME! SOMEBODY!

Old Vet and Harley Mom rush to Heroine's aid. They raise the
table to cover the gaping hole. Heroine looks outside.

HEROINE
GET DOWN!

A BEAST nails the rising table, just missing Heroine's face.

The table falls, pinning Heroine. A BEAST enters.

This is JUNIOR BEAST. He's all white and fast like the others,
but small, the size of a 9 year-old child. He uses speed and
his long sharp claws to cause havoc.

CHUCK! CHUCK! JUNIOR swipes the heads off Old Vet and Harley
Mom. Their heads BOUNCE off the wall and drop.

Good Guy shields Good Girl in a booth as Adulterer and Trampy
hit the deck.

Junior Beast tears through the bar, shrieking. It BANGS the
jukebox and an 80's punk-hit plays.

Heroine pulls herself out from under the table.

Goldie jerks backward off his stool and hits the floor.
Junior Beast SCRATCHES Bartender's back and he falls near
The Judge.

Junior Beast KNOCKS beer taps off the bar set one by one,
leaps over the bar, swings its claws at a ducking Belle,
then kick-rips the pay phone from the wall. SPARKS spit out.

JUNIOR BEAST continues his tour as he destroys the TV.

It sweeps down and pulls out half of Trampy's hair. She
bellows. It throws a booth at Beer Guy. He dives out of the
way. Items fly off of the walls and tables.

The Elderly couple crouch, holding each other tight.

Bartender scrambles for The Judge on the floor.

Junior Beast's body BANGS the jukebox again, the song SKIPS.

It rises to the ceiling for another attack.

Para ducks as lethal talons rip his back rest.

Junior Beast jumps and BREAKS a ceiling fan.

Drunk Guy CHARGES the spastic monster with a stool.

DRUNK GUY
GET 'EM!

SWIPE! Drunk Guy misses the creature.

DRUNK GUY
NOOOO!

The wild Beast scoops up Drunk Guy. He is sent FLYING into a
wall.

HEROINE
Close that window!

BLAM! BLAM! Bartender FIRES The Judge at the creature hitting
lights and the walls. Drunk Guy rolls upright.

BLAM! A shot DESTROYS Drunk Guy's face.

Junior Beast's body BANGS the jukebox again. The song STOPS.

Beer Guy WHACKS Junior Beast with a chair. Stunned, it flies
across the air, landing in a tall, metal ICE COOLER.

Bozo SLAMS it closed, capturing Junior Beast.

BOZO
Got 'cha!

HEROINE
HOLD THAT TIGHT!

Bozo struggles to keep the lid shut.

BOZO
Hot damn!

EXT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

THREE MORE FLYING BEASTS close in on the window, shrieking...

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Bartender runs across the bar and SLAMS shut the thick wood
shutters over the window.

The Beasts HIT. The shutters crack down the middle.

ANGLE ON

Roadie POWER LIFTS the table with Heroine and braces it
against the window for reinforcement but --

POP! A FURRY ARM busts through the shutters and reaches
around, outside the edge of the bracing table and grabs the
other half of Hero.

HEROINE
God damn you!

Heroine grabs Hero's remaining hand and is jerked to the
wall. Roadie shoves the table with all of his might against
the intruding arm.

Blood starts to SPRAY from outside as the rest of Hero is
being devoured through the smallish hole. Heroine is being
showered by the gore as she works a GOLD RING off of Hero's
ring finger.

The feeding Beast's head breaks in through the hole. It grabs
Heroine's left forearm.

Bartender aims The Judge at the Beast...

ROADIE
You'll hit her!

Roadie KNOCKS The Judge up -- BLAM!

SECOND FLOOR

The Judge's shotgun blast blows through Boss Man's RIGHT
FOOT again! He cries out in agony.

Tuffy grabs the floor.

MAIN BAR

The attacking Beast's mouth opens to feed on Heroine.

Heroine frantically grabs a SPLINTERED PIECE of the broken
chair and buries it into the BEAST'S RIGHT EYE.

The Beast SCREECHES and jerks back, scratching Heroine's arm
and dragging the rest of Hero outside.

Heroine has the ring. She kicks away from the wall to the
center of the bar's floor.

Shrieks and flapping wings are heard outside.

They dissipate.

A moment of calm.

Belle timidly looks up from behind the bar, shaking, with
pretzels in her hair. She holds the receiver of the busted
pay phone.

The other patrons emerge from under tables and other hiding
spaces in various states of shock.

The Judge's barrel smolders.

Roadie breathes heavily against the table.

Goldie sits up, shocked sober.

Good Guy cautiously lowers Good Girl's hands from her face.

Junior Beast has momentarily stopped moving. Bozo secures
the lid with a nearby PADLOCK.

BOZO
What the FUCK is that?

Heroine rolls back and flips upright, wild-eyed. She looks
at the blood soaked bar.

The patrons eye the ice cooler in morbid curiosity.

Bartender eases toward Heroine pointing The Judge at the
breached face of the bar.

Heroine pants with adrenaline. We freeze on her.

SUPERIMPOSED

NAME: HEROINE
AGE: 27
OCCUPATION: SURVIVOR
LIFE EXPECTANCY: HOPEFULLY LONGER THAN THE LAST HERO

She reaches in her pocket, pulls out a couple dollars and
SLAMS them on the bar.

HEROINE
Beer me.

CUT TO BLACK:

FADE UP:

We pan and scan over various NEWSPAPER HEADINGS with pictures
and newsreel footage that read:

"TRENTON, MISSOURI 1989: SEARCH CONTINUES FOR CANYON HIKERS"

"HOTWALK, ALASKA 1951: BOAT DESTROYED ON LAND, CREW GONE"

"PARIS, ILLINOIS 1977: HERD OF CATTLE FOUND SLAUGHTERED IN
MINE SHAFT"

"BLACK HILLS, SOUTH DAKOTA 1996: THREE HIKERS DISAPPEAR"

"BORASINT, VIETNAM 1975: RECOGNIZANCE SQUAD REMAINS FOUND IN
CAVE"

"GAINSVILLE, FLORIDA 1980: ELDERLY MAN AND DOG MISSING"

"POGUE, AUSTRALIA 1945: HUMAN BONES FOUND IN SHALLOW EARTH"

"RAI-TAI, JAPAN 1963: DISCOVERED BODIES ON MOUNTAIN FACE
OFFER LITTLE ANSWERS ONLY QUESTIONS"

CUT TO:

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

There is a HOLLER at the top of the stairs. Everyone turns.

BOSS MAN
(PANICKED)
IS IT CLEAR?!

BARTENDER
Yeah.

BOSS MAN
IS THERE A GUN POINTING AT YOU?

BARTENDER
Nah, I got the gun.

Boss Man hobbles down the stairs with the help of Tuffy.

His foot is a bloody mess. He is holding a .38.

BOSS MAN
All right god damn it! Who shot me!?
Who did it!?

Tuffy helps him. Belle and Bartender move to his aid.

BOSS MAN
My god damn foot is gone! Who fuckin'
shot me? Who fuckin' shot me!?

BARTENDER
(motioning to Heroine)
Her fella.

HEROINE
(weary)
My husband...

BOSS MAN
Well, where's the sonuvabitch!?

HEROINE
He's dead.

BOSS MAN
What?

Boss Man and Tuffy notice the destruction to the bar.

BOSS MAN
What the hell happened down here?!

Boss Man looks to Bozo.

BOZO
I didn't do it! It was fuckin'
monsters, asshole!

Boss Man cocks the .38.

BOSS MAN
Jesus Christ on the cross... Someone
make sense.

HEROINE
Easy. We're surrounded by something
the likes none of you have ever seen
before. Some kind of animals. Real
fast, volatile, predators. ONE went
through three of your patrons like
they were Kleenex.

BOSS MAN
(matter of fact)
So, your dead hubby shot me twice,
three of my customers have been eaten,
and there are angry creatures outside?

HEROINE
He only shot you once.

BOSS MAN
Huh?

HEROINE
(re: Bartender)
He shot you the other time.

BARTENDER
It was an accident. Sorry.

Boss Man squints skeptically. Good Guy points to the bar.

GOOD GUY
Look at it!

Good Guy directs the attention of Boss Man and Tuffy to
GRANDPAPA BEAST'S HEAD at the end of the bar.

BOSS MAN
(accepting)
Fan-fuckin-tastic.

Tuffy, still supporting Boss Man, is mesmerized by the head
and damage to the bar.

TUFFY
Oh my God... What is that?

HEROINE
That's one piece of four problems.

BOSS MAN
Please elaborate.

Tight on Heroine's eyes.

HEROINE
That head over there?

She points to the decapitated beast head.

HEROINE
That's the oldest of the bunch, looked
like the Grandpapa. We caught the
little one, Junior, in the cooler
there. As we've seen, what he lacks
in size he more than makes up for in
speed.

BARTENDER
And the rest of 'em?

HEROINE
Unfortunately, the worst of 'em are
still outside.

Heroine spins and recalls the gory details...

NOTE: As Heroine describes each beast, we see a glimpse of
their virtues.

HEROINE
The next one is taller, but all out
of proportion. Like a "teen beast."

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

Just a quick glimpse of TEEN BEAST. He's got a big head and
awkward body. He clumsily moves and seems uncomfortable in
his own skin. He's got big balls and can't keep his hands
off of them.

HEROINE (V.O.)
He was spastic, clumsy, but deadly
just the same.

INT. BAR FRONT -- NIGHT

Heroine tends to her scratched arm.

HEROINE
If I'm not mistaken, I just took the
eye out of the Mother. She can guide
the attacks. She calculates.

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

MOMMA BEAST flashes out from the dark. She's shorter than
Teen, but much wider. She has a big mouth and NATIONAL
GEOGRAPHIC BOOBS that hang down to her waist. She covers her
stabbed left eye and SCREECHES.

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

Heroine taps her left eye.

HEROINE
If you are face to face with her,
dive left.

ROADIE
And the last one is the...

HEROINE
Father. The biggest, the strongest...

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

FLASH! We only see a blur of muscles, bloody fur, and teeth.

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

The entire bar stares at Heroine with their mouths on the
floor.

HEROINE
No sign of any weaknesses. No sign
at all. He's an eating machine.

Goldie puts his head down.

GOLDIE
(sotto)
Of all the friggin' bars to go into...

The bar folks back up, not so confident about their chances.

HEROINE
All right, we need to lock this place
down! Everyone in this room?

Tuffy eyes bug. She drops Boss Man's arm. He topples.

TUFFY
Oh my god! My son! My SON!

We race with Tuffy toward the staircase to the SECOND FLOOR.

HEROINE
Wait!

Heroine and Bartender give chase.

Tuffy is halfway up the stairs.

TUFFY
Cody! Cody are you all right? Mommy's
coming! Mommy's coming, baby! Don't
move! Mommy's coming!

HEROINE
Stop her!

BARTENDER
Hey!

ON SECOND FLOOR

Tuffy BURSTS through the door.

Cody stands by the TV fiddling with the switches. Heroine
and Bartender halt to guard the doorway. Heroine watches a
PORTAL WINDOW between the doorway and Tuffy's son by the TV.

CODY
Mommy, the TV doesn't work.

Tuffy picks up Cody and holds him in her arms. Heroine waves
Tuffy and her son toward the door.

HEROINE
(hushed)
Careful! C'mon!

Tuffy cautiously shuffles back toward the doorway.

TUFFY
Oh sweetheart! What was I thinking?
Mommy is never gonna let you go. Oh
Jesus... Never, ever, never let you
go.

HEROINE
(tense, to Bartender)
Let's lock off this room.

Tuffy and Cody move to exit.

TUFFY
Okay, baby? Never, ever, never. Never,
ever, never, baby. Just stay close.
I am never gonna let go. I love you,
love you, lo --

SMASH! Papa Beast BURSTS through the portal window and RIPS
Cody's torso from Tuffy's grasp!

Tuffy holds his DANGLING ARMS! Blood SPRAYS everywhere!

TUFFY
NOOOOOOOO!

RAAR! Papa Beast LUNGES at Tuffy!

HEROINE
Shoot him!!!

BLAM! Bartender shoots, nailing Papa Beast in the side.

He hisses, but can't fit through the small window.

Bartender aims to shoot...

BLAP! Papa Beast projectile vomits Cody's skull and the
remains of past meals at Bartender's chest... the shotgun
drops and Bartender stumbles back.

Papa Beast retracts out the portal window.

Heroine SLAMS the wood shutters closed.

Tuffy drops Cody's arms. She is bug-eyed. She walks, zombie-
like, to the staircase.

Bartender stands dazed, covered in Papa Beast's bile. He
wipes his face, picks up the Judge, and follows.

Heroine locks the staircase door shut. She rubs a gold locket
around her neck.

HEROINE
Dammit.

Heroine drops her head and moves down the stairs.

We follow her into the main room where the shocked group
waits.

Beer Guy stares at the bile covered Bartender.

BEER GUY
Oh my god...

Hands him a towel.

Tuffy slowly walks toward the rest of the patrons. The blood
on her face and chest tells them what happened.

The horror hits home.

Good Guy holds Good Girl close.

Bozo bows his head. Adulterer wipes his brow.

Goldie downs another shot. Heroine eyes the destroyed phone.

HEROINE
Is that the only phone?

Bartender emerges from the back holding a mess of plastic
and wires.

BARTENDER
The back phone is wrecked too.

Adulterer is listening intently. Rubbing his chin. Good Girl's
eye's light up and she digs through her purse.

Tuffy sits in a booth, shut down.

GOOD GIRL
This is really happening. I can't
believe this is really happening.

Good Guy takes Good Girl's head to his lips.

GOOD GUY
We'll be fine. We're gonna be just
fine.

Grandpa and Grandma have calmly re-taken their seats and are
sipping their drinks.

GRANDPA
What'd you say?

GRANDMA
I didn't say anything.

Bartender hesitantly tosses a wash towel over the Grandpa
Beast head at the end of the bar. Goldie opens a fresh bottle
of something stiff and takes a generous swig.

Para is slumped holding his dripping hand.

Belle moves over to aid Para with a rag.

PARA
Thank you.

BELLE
Are you okay? Do you need something
for your hand?

PARA
No, it doesn't hurt.

Para flexes the dart-wounded hand.

PARA
The nerve endings are shot, can't
feel a thing.

BELLE
That's a pretty good scam.

PARA
Pays more than the couch.

Good Girl pulls out a CELLULAR PHONE from her purse.

GOOD GIRL
Here!

The group looks over. Adulterer GRABS it.

GOOD GUY
Hey!

Adulterer starts dialing.

ADULTERER
Back off!

Beer Guy walks from behind the bar.

BEER GUY
So, what now? Did those things leave?

BOZO
Why don't you go check it out?

BEER GUY
Fuck no.

ADULTERER
(to off-screen wife)
I have a signal! I have... Diane?
Diane listen to me... get the kids
and get in the basement... do it
right now...

Trampy is teary-eyed staring at her folded hands. Heroine
notices.

ADULTERER
(flustered)
Diane don't do this now. I'll explain
later. Not now! We can... I'm at a
bar... look... shut up! JUST SHUT UP
AND GET IN THE FUCKING BASEMENT,
DIANE! Diane! Diane?... Hello? Dammit!
I lost the signal!

Adulterer gets up, a bit dazed.

ADULTERER
(growing in intensity)
Okay. Okay. Look now, I gotta get
outta here! I gotta go! My wife...
See my wife is alone... I gotta go!
She could be in trouble. I GOTTA GO!

He backs up and moves towards the front door. Heroine shuffles
into his path, hands raised.

HEROINE
I wouldn't do that.

Adulterer, violently grabs Heroine to shove her away.

ADULTERER
Fuck you, bitch!

WHAM! WHAM! BAM! Heroine nails Adulterer with THREE HITS to
the chin, throat and chest.

Heroine takes him by the forearm and FLIPS him to the floor.
Heroine pulls a KNIFE from her belt buckle and has it under
Adulterer's chin.

HEROINE
YOU CAN RISK YOUR LIFE, BUT NOT MINE!
YOU PULL THAT TOUGH BOY SHIT ONE
MORE TIME AND I'LL SLICE YOU FROM
NECK TO NUTS!

Bartender aims The Judge.

ROADIE
I'd listen to her if I were you.

Adulterer nods obediently. Heroine removes the knife from
his neck and plants it back into her buckle.

Adulterer slowly rolls upright, beaten.

ADULTERER
(re: Bartender,
catching breath)
You willing to shoot me?

BARTENDER
If it keeps us alive.

BOSS MAN
Save your energy for a real problem.

Adulterer moves from the door.

ADULTERER
(to bar)
You can't keep me here. This is
bullshit. Fuckin' bullshit. This is
fucking BULLSHIT!

HEROINE
We can't risk letting them in.

ADULTERER
(trembling, pissed)
Right.

Heroine kicks loose a metal footrest pole.

The Bartender sets down the Judge to clean his face and arms
in the sink.

BARTENDER
(sotto)
This shit burns.

Good Guy approaches Adulterer and touches his arm.

GOOD GUY
Just take a seat.

ADULTERER
Don't touch me!

Adulterer takes his seat. He looks over at the half bald
Trampy. She looks at him, hurt.

He covers his face in shame. Good Guy takes the phone back.

Heroine slides the thick metal pole through the double door
handles. The slide sends the Rust Red shotgun back into her
hands. She turns and cocks the weapon.

BAM! BAM! BAM! Junior Beast bangs around in the ice cooler,
doing himself more damage than good.

BOZO
I think it's hungry again.

Heroine moves close, her gun raised.

HEROINE
We have to kill it.
(to Boss Man)
Can you help?

Boss Man aims his .38.

Like he knows what is coming, Junior Beast goes wild, trying
to get out.

HEROINE
Fire!

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! Bullets rip through the cooler.

Junior squeals. More shots. Casings hit the ground.

Smoke rises. Boss Man's .38 is empty.

Bozo is the first to lean in.

BOZO
I think we got --

RAH! A tiny white arm fires out from the cooler grabbing
Bozo's leg. Bozo yelps. Junior shrieks.

Tuffy shoves The Judge into a hole and...

BLAM! Guts splatter. Junior's greenish-blood drips out of
the many holes.

Bozo falls back unscathed. He catches his breath and looks
to Tuffy. She is born again, hard.

TUFFY
You're welcome.

GOOD GIRL
Jesus, it took all that? All those
bullets? How can we possibly fight
off the others?

ROADIE
We'll think of somethin'.

GOOD GUY
Maybe we don't have to fight them.

BOZO
What you wanna do, call 'em names?

Everyone is waiting for a little more.

GOOD GUY
No, scare them. Scare them right
back. This is a species stand-off.
We just need to show them we're not
vulnerable. That we're formidable.

ADULTERER
How?

GOOD GUY
I need a stick.

Bartender opens the cooler's lid and carefully pulls out
Junior Beast with salad tongs. The carcass falls to the floor
with a SPLAT.

Beer Guy hands Good Guy a splintered broomstick.

GOOD GUY
Stand back.

He buries the broomstick into Junior's side and carries the
limp carcass towards a covered hole in the wall.

GOOD GUY
Let's get that board down.

Roadie pries off a board to reveal a pumpkin sized hole.

HEROINE
What the hell you doing?

Good Guy shoves Junior's mangled body through to the outside.

GOOD GUY
Showing superiority. The scent of
their dead may drive them away.

The whole bar moves to the side wall to see how the Beast
Family will react.

GOOD GUY
Come on. Come onnnnnn.

GOOD GIRL
Is there a call, or something?

Bozo leans forward.

BOZO
See that you monkey fucks! That's
what you get when you mess with us!
Woman or man, I don't give a fuck!
Shit don't make me gay, you'll be
sucking my dick!

Bozo's last insult hangs in the air. Good Guy stares at him.

PARA
Nice...

EXT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

WHOOSH! Junior is swiped from the hand made pike.

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Good Guy jerks back. The startled group refocuses as the
Father Beast perches under the moonlight before them cradling
his dead child.

The other Beast Family members slowly approach Junior. For
the first time, the others in the bar get to see what they're
up against. And just as Heroine said, they're an odd mix of
white fur, teeth and claws.

Papa Beast is gentle and it's almost endearing. Teen Beast
Bows his misshapen head. Momma Beast takes Junior in her
arms and nuzzles him.

GOOD GIRL
It's working. I think it's working.

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

The whole group starts to ease.

Then... Papa Beast HOLLERS.

EXT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

From deep in his soul, Papa Beast lets out a HORRID WAIL.
If there were anyone alive for miles around, they'd be able
to hear him.

The group covers their ears.

Then, something really odd happens. Momma tosses Junior in
the air, opens her wide jaws, and SWALLOWS HIM WHOLE.

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Boss Man pulls his .38.

BOSS MAN
Good christ! They're cannibals!

EXT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Papa Beast moves behind Mamma Beast and, despite the fact
that everyone is watching them, they go to work making ANOTHER
CHILD.

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

GOOD GUY
(pure shock)
Oh... my... god.

EXT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Yes, Mamma Beast and Papa Beast are having MONSTER SEX.

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

BOZO
Dude, they're fuckin'!

EXT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Unlike humans, Papa Beast finishes and the birth cycle lasts
all of thirty seconds. Momma Beast's belly balloons up and
she squats.

POP! A SLIMY OBJECT the size and shape of a vacuum cleaner
drops from her.

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Para's amazed.

PARA
Wow!

Good Girl VOMITS.

EXT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

The slimy object twitches and then SPLITS in half. The two
halves spring appendages and raise their heads. The TWIN
SISTER BEASTS have been born.

Papa moves forward and cleans off his new baby girls. The
Beast Girls look at the bar and hiss in unison.

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Heroine's eyes bulge.

HEROINE
Get back!

SLAM-SLAM! The two hissing Beast Girls strike the bar front.
Roadie shoves that board back over the hole.

Good Guy is holding back the still heaving Good Girl's hair.

BOZO
Any more ideas Animal Planet?

BEER GUY
You weren't helpin'.

BOZO
Go douche.

BARTENDER
What now?

ADULTERER
We're stuck in here. That's what.

Heroine eyes the bar's many weakened points. Boss Man
addresses Heroine.

BOSS MAN
We've got some tools, and extra planks
in the back, if we're on the same
page.

Heroine addresses the group.

HEROINE
Let's work.

MONTAGE OF LOCKING DOWN THE BAR

Various hands find tools and spare boards. Various patrons
find more tools in the bar's tiny kitchen and in bar cabinets.
Nails sink into wood. Hammers strike.

Tuffy cleans her son's blood from her body, sobbing.

More boards up. Debris cleared. Heroine duct tapes a knife
to her right boot. Doors are barricaded.

The torn apart bodies, wrapped in table cloths, are dragged
to the kitchen cooler. Hammers hammer. Saws saw.

Heroine places a board against a wall beneath Goldie as he
hammers a nail. Goldie tries to take a look down Heroine's
tank top. Goldie HAMMERS his thumb. Screams.

Wounds are tended to.

More debris shuffled. Hammer. Board in place. Kitchen cooler
shut. Nail sinks. A saw cuts.

A beer opens.

END MONTAGE

INT. BAR -- LATER

Several of the chairs and tables barricade the doors. The
place seems in order.

Heroine walks through the bar with Bartender.

BARTENDER
Well, it don't look pretty.

BOSS MAN
But it's got teeth.

Heroine nods.

HEROINE
Will these boards hold?

BOSS MAN
The boards are solid oak planks, and
the floor is reinforced by a steel
grid beneath. Nothing real or
supernatural is busting through this,
least nothing the size of the beasts.

HEROINE
Good.

Bozo pops open a beer off the back of Para's wheelchair and
nods to Grandpapa Beast's head on the end of the bar.

BOZO
Pocahantas!

Heroine turns.

BOZO
If you don't mind me askin', how'd
you run into these things?

BOSS MAN
More importantly, how did you run
away from these things?

Heroine stands in the middle of the room as they all gather
around her.

HEROINE
It all started about forty hours
ago...

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- EVENING

The orange sun melts into the horizon.

INT. LIVING ROOM -- CONTINUOUS

Heroine and Hero watch TV with DEBBIE (matronly, older).

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- CONTINUOUS

We see the home on the horizon with a big barn next to it.

Shrieking and flapping grows in the distance.

INT. LIVING ROOM -- CONTINUOUS

Heroine, Hero, and Debbie look at each other with concern.

Debbie rises to look out the window.

DEBBIE
Holy mother of...

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

Heroine has the group mesmerized.

HEROINE
We barricaded ourselves in the cellar.
Then it was just listening. We
listened to those things destroy an
entire heard of livestock. They cried
and screamed but there was nowhere
to go. It took those things all night
to eat 'em. Cattle, lamb, and a full
horse stock. Devoured in total. They
just kept coming. Like they were
insatiable. The swarm crept toward
the house. Closer and closer,
consuming anything in the way.
Slashing, feeding and licking the
bones clean. Just when we said our
prayers, the first ray of sun hit
the house...

EXT. FARMHOUSE -- MORNING

PLOP! A HORSE'S HEAD falls in front of us as we see Heroine
and her terrified companions in the sun soaked home peeking
out from the damaged cellar door.

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

HEROINE
That first beam of sunlight drove
'em away. Somewhere. They disappeared.
Gone. We decided to run for it. We
called who we could to warn them and
we didn't see a soul the whole drive
out. We went all day until our tank
and spare canisters in the trunk
were dry. We came upon a gas station
to refill...

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- EVENING

The sun is falling into the horizon. The traveler's CAMARO
pulls into a small gas station.

EXT. GAS STATION -- CONTINUOUS

Heroine goes up to the service window. She cups her hands
over the sides of her face to look inside. Nobody.

There is a slight buzzing from inside. Hero hollers from the
fuel pump by the car.

HERO
What's goin' on? The pumps are shut
off.

HEROINE
There's nobody here --

She follows the buzzing sound to a corner of the room.

There is a swarm of black flies crawling over half a STATION
ATTENDANT'S gutted torso.

HEROINE
They've been here!

Debbie pops out of the back of the car with the empty fuel
canisters.

DEBBIE
Turn on the pump!
(to Hero)
I'll find something.

Glass shatters as Heroine reaches inside to turn on the pumps.

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

Heroine's demeanor tightens as the story continues.

HEROINE
We had no time. We didn't know if we
were going in the right direction,
or if there even was a right direction
anymore. All we knew was the sun was
dropping and we had to get enough
fuel to make it through the night at
90 miles per hour...

EXT. GAS STATION -- NIGHT

Debbie siphons fuel from a TOW TRUCK in the distance.

Hero fills their CAMARO.

HERO
Suck it down you metal bitch. Suck
it down.

DEBBIE
(to Hero)
Help!

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- CONTINUOUS

Debbie is carrying two jugs of gasoline over her shoulders.

Hero sets the pump key and runs for Debbie to grab one.

INT. BARN -- CONTINUOUS

Heroine hastily grabs food and drinks, ignoring the cash
register completely. The sun is setting.

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- CONTINUOUS

Hero and Debbie move sluggishly under the weight of the
canisters. In the shadows, we can hear the shrill hissing...

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

HEROINE
It happened fast...

EXT. ABANDONED GAS STATION -- CONTINUOUS

Heroine emerges from the Gas Station shop. Hero is moving as
fast as possible with Debbie.

HERO
Get in the car!

Heroine hears the growing cries of the beasts. Her loot hits
the pavement as she runs to the car's trunk and opens it.

Hero loads the canisters into the trunk as Debbie takes the
driver's seat.

HERO
Get in the car, baby.

Hero pulls the nozzle out of the Camaro and drops the spilling
gas nozzle onto the pavement.

Heroine jumps into the passenger seat.

Hero runs over the top of the Camaro and slides into the
sunroof. He grabs a rifle and aims toward the leaking gas
pool. Something rises in the Gas Station.

HERO
Roll!

Debbie fires up the car and tears out. Hero fires and the
station becomes a fireball.

Debbie guns the auto.

HEROINE
Close the roof!

Hero lowers into the back seat and starts to close the roof
as TEEN BEAST lands on top of the car...

HERO
Shit!

Debbie revs the engine.

DEBBIE
Shoot that motherfu-

RIIPPP! Heroine looks over to Debbie. Her throat is gone.

Heroine grabs the wheel and steps on Debbie's foot.

SCREEECH! The car 180's and Teen Beast sails off of the hood
into darkness. The Camaro tears down a tangent dirt road...

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

Heroine stands in front of the people near Grandpapa Beast's
head.

HEROINE
We drove the tank dry, with Debbie's
corpse riding shotgun. We stopped
for only seconds about an hour ago
to gas up and lay Debbie to rest. It
must have smelled the blood or
something. We got back on the road
and...

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

BOOM! Grandpapa Beast LANDS on the front hood of the Camaro.
Heroine and Hero SCREAM and rev the engine, swerving madly
as Grandpapa Beast VOMITS on the windshield.

HERO
Break!

Heroine slams on the breaks. Grandpapa Beast slides back,
holding onto the grill.

HERO
Go! Go! Go!

Grandpapa Beast tears into the engine through the grill as
sparks and smoke shoot out. Heroine jerks the steering wheel.

HERO
Look out!

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

C.U. - Heroine's eyes.

HEROINE
And that's how I ended up here.

BARTENDER
And the head?

EXT. PRAIRIE LAND -- NIGHT

SMASH! The Camaro drives into a ditch. The impact DECAPITATES
Grandpapa Beast.

Its head FIRES through the windshield and lands on Heroine's
lap. Its snake-like tongue lashes out at Heroine's crotch.
She screams...

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

HEROINE
I don't want to talk about that.

Beat.

BARTENDER
So, your husband ditched you?

HEROINE
No, no, no it was... it was wild out
there, no time to think, we just
moved. He didn't leave me. He just
ran.
(beat)
He just ran.

BARTENDER
Well, justice is funny.

ROADIE
You say there's four, huh?

GOOD GUY
There's six now, actually.

BOZO
Yeah, thanks for that.

GOOD GUY
(heated to Bozo)
You know something? Standing next to
you makes me dumber.

BOZO
You wanna take this outside?

GOOD GUY
(rolling eyes)
Case in point.

BOSS MAN
Easy.

TRAMPY
What do we do?

BOSS MAN
There's no protocol to follow here.
We just gotta take stock, hole in,
and think a way out of this.

GOOD GUY
Do we have anything else to defend
ourselves with? Anything?

HEROINE
Right. Were going to need some fire
power.
(to Boss Man)
Do you have any sort of guns or
ammunition here? Anything at all?

Boss Man sighs and rubs his head.

BOSS MAN
I got my .38 here. That's six shots
and two refills. Downstairs, I think
we got another rifle, maybe a
scatterer and some gardening tools.
Maybe a couple boxes of shells for
The Judge.

BARTENDER
I got shells too, box and a half,
tops.

HEROINE
Okay, well that's something.

ROADIE
So we've got guns, kitchen knives,
pipes, fire and sticks.

Beer Guy scans the stocked bar wall.

BEER GUY
I might be able to do something with
the bottles...

GRANDPA
You're gonna need a whole lot more
than that to get outta here alive.

The crowd turns to face Grandpa and his wife.

BOZO
I thought you were dead, old timer.

Grandpa holds on to Grandma's hand as he speaks.

GRANDPA
You young'uns worry about weapons,
I'm thinkin' bout strategy.

BOZO
Oh? And what's that?

GRANDPA
Sit still, look less like a meal.

BOZO
I think that's for bears and sharks,
chunky chew.

The group's attention shifts back to the bar.

BELLE
This is unbelievable. Nobody knows a
thing about these monsters flying
around, tearing people apart.

Tuffy shudders.

BELLE
Sorry.

GOOD GIRL
There has to be somebody. An entire
room of people can't come up with an
explanation? This kinda thing just
doesn't come out of the BLUE.

ROADIE
Consider us in the blue then.

ADULTERER
Do you think they're gone? I haven't
heard anything for a while, maybe
they're gone.

GOLDIE
Well, maybe they migrate?

HEROINE
As long as it's dark, they're around.
They hide, wait for you to drop your
guard, and then attack.

TRAMPY
How can you be so sure? You said
yourself, this started only two days
ago.

HEROINE
We learned fast.

BOZO
WE? WE learned fast? YOU are all
that is left of WE. No offense Tonto,
but I think someone else should play
"Chief" tonight. Someone that knows
the lay of the land.
(beat)
Like me.

Bartender rolls his eyes at Boss Man.

HEROINE
(dismissive)
Fine.

Bozo, victorious, sits down.

BOZO
Now we're gettin' somewhere.

Adulterer moves over to the window that has shutters over
it. There's a SMALL HOLE in one of the pieces of wood.

GOLDIE
Maybe these things are like locusts
or something and only come out for a
few days to feed. This could just be
a part of their life cycle.

PARA
We could just be a part of their
life cycle.

FROM ADULTERER'S P.O.V. - He peeks out the hole and sees
nothing, but the dark night.

GRANDPA
I wouldn't do that, son.

BOZO
They're probably on to the next buffet
by now. There's a retirement home up
the road. They'd be easy.

HEROINE
(to Adulterer)
Careful.

ADULTERER
I'm telling you, I don't see a thing --

BOINK! Papa Beast's claw POKES into his eye...

The screaming Adulterer JERKS away holding his squirting
socket.

INSERT SHOT FROM THE EYE ON THE CLAW - The eye sees it's
owner stumble back and fall to the floor holding his face.

NORMAL SHOT

Beer Guy and Good Guy move to his aid. Trampy screams.

FROM OUTSIDE

The eyeball fires into Papa's drooling mega-mouth. SLURP!

BACK INSIDE

BASH! A Beast arm BURSTS through the side wall and SNAGS
Good Guy's pants and boxers. Good Guy screams and lunges
forward...

He is BOTTOMLESS.

HEROINE
Everyone stay in the middle of the
room! Off the walls! Off the walls!
NOW!

Everyone obeys her command to get in the middle of the room.
Good Girl hands a little menu to Good Guy. He covers himself.

HEROINE
Now, does everyone agree that they
are still out there?

The group nods.

HEROINE
(to Bozo)
'Eh, Chief?

BOZO
(mocking)
Duh hickey.

Beer Guy holds Adulterer's wounded head. Trampy holds his
hand.

BEER GUY
He's out cold.

GOOD GIRL
I know some first aid if we have a
kit. Do we?

BOSS MAN
In the kitchen, under the sink.

HEROINE
No one goes anywhere alone. Least of
all, unarmed.

Heroine hands the Rust Red Shotgun to Good Guy.

HEROINE
(under breath)
Find some pants.

Good Guy and Good Girl head for the KITCHEN.

Heroine surveys the room.

HEROINE
We need to stay alert.

Heroine takes a bottle of liquor from Goldie just as he puts
it to his lips.

GOLDIE
Hey!

HEROINE
(eyeing Goldie)
Everyone take a role. Let's prepare
the guns, ammo and whatever else we
can scare up. We also need to help
the hurt so we can move them on our
ultimate exit outta here.
(beat)
So, who's going into the basement
with me?

The room is silent.

TUFFY
(shaky)
I will.

Tuffy stands, sniffling.

BARTENDER
I don't think you should...

BOSS MAN
With what just happened upstairs --

TUFFY
Shut up! Shut your mouth. You have
no idea what is running through me
right now. No idea.
(to Heroine)
I'm ready.

HEROINE
(slight smirk)
All right.

BOSS MAN
I'm sorr-

She walks by without looking.

Heroine, Tuffy, Roadie, and Bartender all move to the
BASEMENT.

The door creaks open slowly. Flashlights illuminate the
stairs. The group descends.

Left UPSTAIRS are Para, Bozo, Beer Guy, Adulterer, Boss Man,
Good Girl, Good Guy, Goldie, Belle, Trampy, Grandpa, and
Grandma.

Bozo makes his way to the bar for a beer.

BOZO
(to Beer Guy)
She is one hot little minx.

Beer Guy and Goldie are trying to make MOLOTOV COCKTAILS.

SMACK! Bozo slaps Beer Guy's constructing hand.

BOZO
Ah-ah-ah! You're doing that all wrong!

Beer Guy looks up puzzled. Goldie sets his bottle down.

BOZO
I'm telling ya, you got the cloth
too deep, you're asking for it.

BEER GUY
Oh yeah?

GOLDIE
What do you know?

BOZO
I know you're doing it wrong.

BEER GUY
Enlighten us, please.

Bozo grabs one of the cloth rags and moves to the alcohol
bottles.

BOZO
Move aside, ladies.

He stuffs the cloth rag into one of the bottles.

BOZO
(serious)
You don't want the rag to touch the
booze, that way you can hold it awhile
and ensure it explodes when you throw
it.

PARA
You sure? I thought the rag had to
touch?

BOZO
I'm sure.

GOLDIE
How'd you know this?

BOZO
(to Para)
Remember Uncle Lou?

Para has a blank expression.

BOZO
Uncle Lou?

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. TRAILER PARK -- DAY -- FLASHBACK

YOUNG PARA (8, small, sickly) and YOUNG BOZO (10, Black
Sabbath T-shirt, ripped jeans, stringy mullet) both stare at
UNCLE LOU (39, tan tank-top, beer belly, boxer underwear)
madly running around with his arm ENGULFED IN FLAMES.

UNCLE LOU
HOT DAMN-SONUVABITCH-HOT DAMN-GOD
DAMN-SONUVABITCH!

The two young boys stare expressionlessly at the episode.

CUT TO:

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

Para cringes.

PARA
(eyes shut, wincing)
Uncle Louuuuuuuuuuu.

Bozo puts down the Molotov cocktail, grabs a beer, and struts
away.

BOZO
Right on. Right on. Right on.

On the floor nearby, Boss Man rubs his shin above the wounded
foot, wincing in pain. Belle is watching him like a hawk.
She downs a shot.

INT. BAR -- BASEMENT -- NIGHT

The basement is dark and dingy. There is crap all over the
place. Dried out ANIMAL CARCASSES hang from the ceiling on
hooks. They SWAY as the group moves through them.

There is a small cage made out of wood and chicken wire.

The group rummages through the stuff.

ROADIE
There's a rifle and a shotgun here.

HEROINE
That's fine.

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

Good Guy, wearing dirty jeans, and Good Girl return from the
kitchen with a sizable first aid kit. They hustle to the
unconscious Adulterer.

Bozo is steadfastly working on molotov cocktails. Beer Guy
takes a seat next to Para.

BEER GUY
Why do you take shit from him?

PARA
Look, yeah, he's an ass, but he's my
brother. Que sera-sera.

BEER GUY
Your brother, huh?

PARA
Yep.

BEER GUY
Your parents of relation?

PARA
We lived near power lines.

Belle kneels next to the Boss Man.

BELLE
I'll take over, if that's all right.

She tends to his foot as he sets down his pistol.

BELLE
How are you holding up?

BOSS MAN
Well...

He pulls a small bottle out of his pocket and hands it to
her.

BOSS MAN
...open this.

She fiddles with the cap.

BOSS MAN
Push and twist, it's child proof.

BELLE
Oh.

BOSS MAN
Gimme a couple dabs on the tongue.

She drops a few dabs in his mouth.

BELLE
What is this?

BOSS MAN
Magic potion.
(beat)
You should try a little.

BELLE
Oh, no.

BOSS MAN
It'll calm your nerves. Works like a
charm.

BELLE
Really?

BOSS MAN
Uh huh. Just put a dab on your tongue.

BELLE
Will I go crazy or something?

BOSS MAN
No, no, it calms you, makes everything
nice and smooth. Just takes the edge
off like a beer, but in a fraction
of the time.

BELLE
Why not then?

She takes the bottle and is about to take some.

BOSS MAN
Wait, before you do that, help me to
the kitchen, I need to lay down.
There's a cot back there.

BELLE
But --

BOSS MAN
It's much safer in there, sweety.

BELLE
Okay then.

She helps him up and they move through the kitchen to the
BACK ROOM.

Beer Guy stands watching Good Girl. She starts to bandage
Adulterer's eye.

GOOD GIRL
Where are they going?

BEER GUY
I don't wanna know.

GOOD GIRL
(to Adulterer)
How does it feel?

She finishes wrapping the bandages around his head.

Adulterer is coming out of his stupor.

ADULTERER
Lousy.

GOOD GIRL
You still have one left.

ADULTERER
Right when I thought there wasn't a
silver lining...

Trampy leans in from the side.

TRAMPY
It serves you right. You cheatin'
jerk.

ADULTERER
Spare me.

TRAMPY
I figure it's karma. You wronged me
and you wronged your wife and you
wronged your children, so this is
karma biting you on the ass, or in
your case...
(flicks the eye bandage)
...on the eye.

Bozo addresses Trampy as he works.

BOZO
Oh yeah?

TRAMPY
Well, it could be worse, he could be
dead. Then again, the night is young.

Bozo acknowledges Trampy's half bald head.

BOZO
Ya know, that's not a bad look on
you, kinda 1985, but not bad. I'd
hook it up.

TRAMPY
Huh?

ADULTERER
Leave her alone.

BOZO
Hey Cyclops? Let's have a quiet
contest... starting now.

Bozo turns his attention back to Trampy.

BOZO
(licking lips)
Ya know, in situations of duress, I
have found that women are attracted
to my authority.

Trampy cringes.

INT. BAR -- BASEMENT -- NIGHT

Roadie emerges with two crates. He drops them on the floor.

ROADIE
Flares, the light might scare them.

Bartender turns holding TWO LARGE MACHETES.

BARTENDER
These could come in handy.

Heroine grabs one and swings it.

HEROINE
Nice. Let's get everything upstairs.

Heroine moves to the stairs, but stops. She grabs Tuffy by
the arm and takes her aside.

HEROINE
You know you don't have to do this.

TUFFY
(shaky)
I'm fine, I really am.

HEROINE
I admire your strength.

TUFFY
We all have to be strong, right?

HEROINE
Right.

Heroine reaches into her shirt and pulls out an IDENTICAL
LOCKET as Tuffy's.

She opens it and displays a picture of a LITTLE GIRL.

HEROINE
Her name is Charlie.

TUFFY
(fighting back tears)
Oh...

HEROINE
She's still alive, I hope. I wouldn't
have made it this far if it weren't
for the chance of seeing my little
girl again. I need to get to her.

TUFFY
I'll do anything to help.

HEROINE
I know. Thanks. Just don't tell anyone
I have a soft side.

TUFFY
(tiny smile)
Deal.

INT. BAR -- KITCHEN -- NIGHT

Boss Man is lying on a cot, kissing Belle. She pulls away
and brushes back her hair.

BELLE
Doesn't your foot hurt?

BOSS MAN
I can't feel a thing, Hon.

She touches his crotch.

BELLE
How 'bout now?

She stands up and starts to take off her clothes.

BOSS MAN
You're a bad little girl, aren't
you.

She dances around, high.

BELLE
Um-hmmm.

BOSS MAN
The girl's got rhythm.

She takes off her blouse and tosses it at him.

BOSS MAN
Whoaaaa...

She lifts up her skirt and bends over, giggling.

BOSS MAN
There it is.

She rubs her hands over her rounded ass and flicks her tongue.

BELLE
You wanna see, baby?

BOSS MAN
Sure.

BELLE
How much you got?

BOSS MAN
How much I got, what?

She turns and rubs her breasts together.

BELLE
How much you got to see the show?

BOSS MAN
You don't understand sweety, Daddy
doesn't pay, Daddy sees the show for
free. But you do get points for being
horny on a night like this.

She cringes and backs up a little.

BELLE
What? Really?

BOSS MAN
Uh huh, now wiggle that sweet little
ass over here and sit on Daddy's
face, I wanna do some appraising.

Belle leans forward with puckered lips.

BELLE
Um-hmmm.

CRASH! Sister Beast #1 and Sister Beast #2 REACH through the
side wall and GRAB Belle by the scalp. She is JERKED against
the wall.

BAM! BAM! BAM! She's slammed against the wall again and then-
RIP! Belle's skin is TORN from her head and torso.

Boss Man jumps back.

BOSS MAN
Hoh-SHIT! Help!! Help me!!!

The howling Belle FALLS into Boss Man's arms for a hideous
KISS.

FROM MAIN BAR

Heroine whips attention to the screams. The armed group runs.

IN BACK ROOM

BOSS MAN
NO! NO! NO!

Boss Man shoves the screaming Belle back against the wall.

Sister Beast #2 pokes her head inside the room, hissing.

BOSS MAN
OHH JESUS! HELLLP!

Belle's wild arms SMEAR blood all over Boss Man.

BAM! The door is kicked open.

BOOM! Road's shotgun blast takes out Belle.

Heroine lunges at Sister Beast #2. The machete chops. The
upper half of Sister Beast #2 drops to the floor.

SPLUT! Belle's dead body falls.

Sister Beast #2's torso PROPS UP. She RUNS using her hands
as legs.

Heroine hacks at it, but misses.

Sister Beast #2 claws into Boss Man's wrapped foot. Blood
squirts!

Boss Man WAILS in pain and SHAKES his foot with the Sister
Beast #2 still attached.

Heroine swings the machete. Sister Beast #2 releases.

SPLUTCH! Boss Man's foot is hacked into. He cries out.

Sister Beast #2, trailing guts, climbs up on the bed and
heads straight for Boss Man's CROTCH. He screams, backing
up.

She lunges!

CHOP! Heroine swings the machete and SLICES the Sister Beast
#2's torso in half. The two halves fall to the floor,
wiggling.

Heroine HACKS her into tiny little pieces.

Boss Man grabs his crotch making sure everything is still
intact.

HEROINE
(panting)
I told you to stay in the main room.

Boss Man squirms in the bed.

BOSS MAN
(shocked)
Mmmm-yyy f-fooot!

Bozo peeks in.

BOZO
Medic!

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

The group carries the remaining SUPPLIES up from the basement.

Good Girl pensively stays on her phone. Dialing. Waiting and
dialing. She puts the phone down.

GOOD GIRL
I can't get anybody. I don't even
know if I have a signal anymore.

Beer Guy and Bartender talk while unloading the crates of
FLARES.

BEER GUY
I have a CB in my truck, we could
get some help out here.

BARTENDER
Who the hell would you call?

BEER GUY
Anyone.

BOZO
Do you drive a short beer bus or
something? You go out there you get
eaten, you stay in here you get eaten,
anyone comes to help they get eaten.
Don't you see a pattern here, Spuds
Makenzie?

BEER GUY
(sarcastically)
Well then I guess we should just
give up.

BOZO
(re: Trampy)
Believe me, I'd love to save the day
and get some heroic snatch. But it's
not in the cards, partner.

BARTENDER
I think I know where a CB is.

BOZO
Where's that?

BARTENDER
Upstairs.

Bozo turns to Boss Man and hollers.

BOZO
Hey, Hop-a-long! You holding out on
us? You got a CB upstairs?

Boss Man, pale and morphine pumped, sits at a table with his
foot raised.

BOSS MAN
Go for it. It's by the far wall. A
small wave band. Channel 9 is the
emergency frequency. But I don't see
the point.

HEROINE
You're wasting your time, there's no
one out there.

BOZO
Oh yeah, hot pants? Well I'll be the
judge of that.
(hands out)
Shotgun please.

Heroine hands it over.

HEROINE
Fine, Chief.

BOZO
Gimme the keys.

HEROINE
NO, but I will lock you in.

BOZO
What?

HEROINE
We'll be on the other side waiting
for you. If you become food I don't
want the only set of keys in the
belly of one of those things. It's
your funeral.

BEER GUY
We're better off.

BOZO
Who's with me?

No one budges.

Bozo glares at them.

GRANDPA
(rising from his seat)
I'll go with ya.

BOZO
What are you gonna do? Throw your
teeth at 'em? Sit down, Cocoon.

Bozo moves to the staircase. There's blood at the bottom and
it gets worse with each step. Heroine leans in toward him.

HEROINE
(stern)
You are taking a chance that is not
worth the risk.

BOZO
Well, we are one miracle short
tonight. So, just guard the stairs?

HEROINE
Done. But you're locked in.
(to Bartender)
Will you hold the keys?

Bartender nods, taking the machete. The trio climbs the
staircase. Bozo slightly slips on the blood. He grips the
railing and pulls himself up the staircase like an old man.

BOZO
Now, I don't want to hear any of
this... "oh, I dropped the key",
"wrong key", "ain't no key here."
When I want out, I want out, ok?

Bartender holds up and shakes the keys.

BARTENDER
They're right here.

ON SECOND FLOOR

HEROINE
(whisper)
Hey!

BOZO
What?!

HEROINE
Move slow and move quiet.

BOZO
No shit.

Bozo, Heroine and Bartender unblock, then unlock the door.

It swings open.

HEROINE
Move it!

BOZO
(to Bartender)
You keep that key handy.

Bartender has the key loaded into the thick dead bolt, ready
to move.

Bartender nods.

Bozo, bug-eyed, hustles in. The door shuts and locks.

BOZO
Wish me luck!

WHAM! Bozo is on the ground.

FROM OUTSIDE THE DOOR

HEROINE
Shit!

BOZO (O.S.)
I'm fine! I'm fine!

INSIDE SECOND FLOOR

Bozo rises and nervously surveys the damaged floor.

BOZO
(anxious, hushed)
Come on. Come on. Come on!

Bozo jumps when he sees the gore and the bloody shoes from
Cody's attack. The static signal from the TV ILLUMINATES the
room.

BOZO
(cringing)
Geeezzzus.

He moves slowly.

BOZO
Okay, now. Easy steps. Easy breaths.
Easy steps.

FROM OUTSIDE THE DOOR

BARTENDER
Come on, come on.

BEHIND THEM, through a boarded window, something CRAWLS
upward.

Not noticing, Heroine bites her lip.

INSIDE THE SECOND FLOOR

Bozo moves turtle slow.

BOZO
(slowly)
Lamaze. Lamaze. Lamaze.

He moves to the door of Boss Man's private room.

DOWNSTAIRS

Everyone is looking up at the ceiling following Bozo's foot
steps.

INSIDE THE SECOND FLOOR

Bozo, still creeping toward the door, puts his hand out to
open it.

DOWNSTAIRS

Everyone's head stops turning as Bozo's foot steps stop.

Good Girl inhales deeply.

INSIDE THE SECOND FLOOR

Bozo, trembling, touches the knob and...

DOWNSTAIRS

Goldie has his teeth clenched.

INSIDE THE SECOND FLOOR

CREEEEEEEEAK! The door eases open. Bozo steps inside the
room.

DOWNSTAIRS

Good Girl exhales.

OUTSIDE THE DOOR

BARTENDER
Jesus Christ, I'm gonna have a stroke.

HEROINE
Easy.

INSIDE THE SECOND FLOOR

Bozo moves over to a lamp. He goes to pull the chain.

REEEEEEEEE! A bat FLIES off the lamp shade screeching.

Bozo falls backwards.

BOZO
HAAAA!

DOWNSTAIRS

The group jumps.

OUTSIDE THE DOOR

Heroine turns to Bartender.

INSIDE THE SECOND FLOOR

Bozo gets off the floor again. He may have filled his pants.

BOZO
(to everyone)
JUST A BAT! I'M FINE! JUST A BAT!
SORRY!

OUTSIDE THE DOOR

HEROINE
If he doesn't shut up...

ON SECOND FLOOR

Bozo turns and points the gun around the room.

He moves slowly.

He sees the CB. It is like an intercom with a cable running
outside.

He drops the shotgun and hustles to the CB. He fidgets with
the knobs.

BOZO
Hello? Anyone there? We need help
out here at the United Nations Tavern.
Send guns, tanks, and all that shit.
10-4. S.O.S. Help us please.

All we hear is STATIC.

BOZO
(to Heroine)
I found it! I found it!

A faint GROWL is heard outside.

ON STAIRCASE

Heroine hears the growl.

HEROINE
Hurry!

ON SECOND FLOOR

BOZO
REPEAT. WE NEED HELP. SOS. CALLING
ALL CARS! WE NEED HELP AT THE UNITED
NATIONS TAV--!

WHOOP! The CB is JERKED from Bozo's hands and slams into the
wall creating a CRACK. CHEWING SOUNDS can be heard.

BOZO
SHIT.

ON STAIRCASE

HEROINE
MOVE YOUR ASS!

INSIDE THE SECOND FLOOR

Bozo aims the gun at the chewing sound...

A pop and fizzle.

BOZO
Misfire!

He spins and runs to the door.

OUTSIDE

Claws TEAR at the wall. The CB pops out.

INSIDE AT STAIRCASE DOOR

Bozo, watching the growing threat, knocks on the door.

BOZO
Okay, I'm ready to come out now.

OUTSIDE DOOR

Bartender confidently sticks the key in the lock and turns.

CLICK! It breaks off in the lock.

BARTENDER
Oh!

INSIDE DOOR

BOZO
"OH!?" WHAT IS "OH?" What does "oh"
mean?

Bozo knocks on the door hard.

BOZO
HEY! OPEN IT!!

A white beast arm comes through the hole in the wall. Bozo
yelps.

OUTSIDE DOOR

Bartender looks to Heroine.

BARTENDER
Wha?

INSIDE DOOR

BOZO
OPEN THE DOOR!

BASH! The boards fly off the wall in Boss Man's room.

Bozo spins still pounding the door.

OUTSIDE DOOR

Heroine RIPS the earring from Bartender's ear. He screams.

She jams the backing into the lock.

INSIDE DOOR

Bozo bangs on the door and looks over his shoulder at the
Mother and Father Beast chomping at the wall.

BOZO
GET ME OUTTA HERE!

OUTSIDE DOOR

Heroine frantically tries to pry the lock open.

INSIDE DOOR

Bozo kicks and punches the door.

BOZO
HELP! GOD-DAMNIT!

DOWNSTAIRS

The group is mesmerized.

PARA
Oh please, no.

OUTSIDE THE DOOR

Heroine's picking fingers are bleeding from her effort.

HEROINE
COME ON!

INSIDE THE SECOND FLOOR

BOZO
(POUNDING)
HELLLLLLLLP!!

BASH! Right behind Bozo, the boards fly off the portal window.

P.O.V. - PAPA BEAST - It flies at Bozo...

CHA-CHICK!!! The door opens... Bozo is YANKED to safety...

BAM! Papa Beast hits the door, but "something" gets caught
on the other side of the door...

OUTSIDE THE DOOR

An oddly high-pitched shriek is heard. Bozo, Heroine, and
Bartender look down in amazement... PAPA BEAST'S LARGE COCK
AND BALLS ARE CAUGHT IN THE DOOR.

Instinctively, Bartender raises the machete and comes down
hard...

IN MAIN BAR

An even higher pitched SHRIEK is heard. The patrons track
the wild crashing and shrieking sounds of Papa Beast. ZIG-
ZAG-ZIG-ZIG-ZIG-ZAG-ZIG!

CRASH! It breaks out of the upstairs.

Heroine, Bartender and the shaken Bozo creep down the stairs.

BOSS MAN
What the hell was that?

Bozo holds up Papa Beast's balls.

BOZO
Dad's neutered.

The group is still.

PARA
Awesome!

Good Girl VOMITS again...

GOOD GUY
(rising, full of brawn)
Now is the time to band together. We
need to rise up against these monsters
of the night! Those creatures are no
match for the human spirit! We can
do it! We just need to believe in
each other! In all of us! We need to
make a stand! Right here! Right now!

Long silence.

Bozo stares at Good Guy.

BOZO
Dude, are you gay?

Beat. Good Guy sits down, humbled, and once again, holds
back Good Girl's hair.

GOLDIE
Okay, well... anybody else have an
idea?

HEROINE
Is there any other way out of this
place? ANYONE?

Everyone has a blank look, but Bartender. He looks over at
Boss Man, who promptly shushes him.

HEROINE
(to Boss Man)
What?

BOSS MAN
What?

HEROINE
What do you mean what?

BOSS MAN
Huh?

HEROINE
What's going on between you two?

BOSS MAN
Nothing.

BEER GUY
(looking to Roadie)
I saw something down there earlier
tonight...

ROADIE
You saw nothing.

Heroine grabs Bartender by the collar.

HEROINE
Don't bullshit me! If you know a way
out of this place and you're holding
out --

BARTENDER
There's a tunnel.

Boss Man sighs.

HEROINE
What tunnel? Where?

BARTENDER
It's in the basement, about a hundred
yards long. It spits out on the
backside of that hill down the way.
There's a truck there.

HEROINE
What's it for?

They clam up.

HEROINE
What's it for!?

BOSS MAN
Grass. I grow some pot down there.
It's no big deal, just something I
dabble in. The truck's for a quick
get away, deliveries, whatever.

HEROINE
Is it gassed up?

BOSS MAN
Fully.

HEROINE
Four door?

BOSS MAN
Two.

HEROINE
Open?

BOSS MAN
Covered.

HEROINE
How many?

BOSS MAN
Holds four.

HEROINE
Max?

BOSS MAN
Seven.

HEROINE
Nine?

BOSS MAN
Seven.

HEROINE
(with hand out)
Keys.

BOSS MAN
What!? So you can just get the hell
outta here and forget about all of
us!? No way! That's my god damn truck!

HEROINE
Let me make this clear; if we stay,
we die!

BOSS MAN
I don't trust you. No way! I pick
who goes! And I'm holding you
responsible.

Boss Man reluctantly pulls out some keys that are on a string
around his neck.

ROADIE
(approaching)
Give 'em to me, I know the tunnel.

Boss Man tosses them to Roadie.

BARTENDER
You're trusting that guy? He'll ditch
us and never look back.

ROADIE
Fuck you too.

BARTENDER
Get in line!

HEROINE
HEY! No, I'm not trusting him either,
that's why you and I will both be
going with him.

BARTENDER
What!? I'm not going down there again!

HEROINE
This is it! This is our only way
out! They have this place surrounded.
We go out the front, we're dead. We
go out the back, we're dead, but if
we go UNDER them... we might just
make it.
(to room)
Now, who else is in? Seven can go.

BARTENDER
This is a bottleneck waiting to
happen.

BEER GUY
I'm in.

HEROINE
Anyone else?

Good Guy stands.

GOOD GUY
(once again, full of
brawn)
I'll go!

Good Girl grabs his hand.

GOOD GIRL
No, don't.

SMACK! Bozo SLAPS Good Guy's ass.

BOZO
Get 'em Shirley!

Good Guy jumps and recovers to calm Good Girl.

GOOD GUY
Just stay here, you'll be safe. I'll
be back.

Bozo moves close.

BOZO
(winks)
I'll keep an eye on her.

BOSS MAN
You're full of shit! You think I'm
gonna let you all leave the rest of
us here!?

HEROINE
We're going to get help.

BEER GUY
We gotta try.

HEROINE
Anybody else?

No one budges. Grandpa and Grandma look down.

GOLDIE
(nodding)
Yeah, I'll go.

HEROINE
Ok. Let's see what happens.

The remaining patrons watch as the departing people prepare
for THE TUNNEL.

Roadie grabs a machete and his shotgun... he duct tapes a
flare to the end of the shotgun... Bartender loads The
Judge...

Boss Man reluctantly hands the .38 to Beer Guy.

BOSS MAN
Watch your feet around this group.

Good Guy moves as the group proceeds.

GOOD GIRL
I love you.

GOOD GUY
I love you, too.

Good Guy kisses her forehead.

They move to the BASEMENT.

INT. BAR -- BASEMENT -- CONTINUOUS

The door swings open and casts a long shadow down the stairs.
Roadie winks and motions for the truck's keys.

ROADIE
(to Bartender)
I'll take the car keys, you handle
the doors.

He hands the door keys to Bartender and cocks his shotgun.

BARTENDER
Don't lock this door! If we turn
back I don't want to --

TUFFY
We'll be ready.

BARTENDER
Right.

IN THE BASEMENT

They make their way through the basement with their shotguns
leading the way. Creeks and cracks with every step.

BARTENDER
You all sure about this?

HEROINE
Follow me.

She turns and something STREAKS BEHIND HER. She doesn't
notice.

HEROINE
Where's the tunnel?

BARTENDER
In the corner, behind the curtain.

They move to the curtain.

The light casts a shadow of something BEHIND THE CURTAIN.

They raise their shotguns as they cautiously approach.

ROADIE
Hellloooooooo.

Roadie moves to open the curtain with his barrel.

HEROINE
Easy.

WHIP! The curtain SLIDES...

It's a dried animal hide on a hook. They all sigh.

BARTENDER
Beef jerky.

BEHIND THEM, we can see TEEN BEAST rise up and spread its
massive wings. It GRIPS the ceiling, hiding.

Heroine turns. Nothing.

Bartender pulls out the keys for the tunnel door lock.

Heroine pushes some debris out of the way. Scanning the room.

GOOD GUY
What's wrong?

HEROINE
Nothing, just lookin'.

GOLDIE
You feel a breeze?

SIDEKICK
It's just cold.

GOLDIE
Yeah... I don't know...

BEER GUY
Keeps the kegs fresh. Don't worry
about it. This place is creepy in
the daytime, too.

Bartender's hand shakes as he tries to unlock the door.

ROADIE
(to Bartender)
Scared?

BARTENDER
No. You?

ROADIE
Of course not. I fight monsters all
the time.

Bartender uneasily chuckles.

BARTENDER
I'd love to be macho, but this is a
pants wetter from all angles.

ROADIE
The door... on three.

Roadie and Heroine raise their weapons. Bartender slowly
opens the lock.

ROADIE
One... two... three!!!

Bartender whips open the door. Nothing.

BANG-GONG-GONG! Some pipes CRASH to the ground next to them...
they jump, but nothing is there.

A little MOUSE emerges from the fallen heap.

GOOD GUY
Well, look at that.

Good Guy leans down and puts out his hand.

FROM LOW ANGLE, we see Good Guy's smiling face, Heroine
watching over his shoulder, and Teen Beast holding onto THE
CEILING ABOVE THEM.

GOOD GUY
Hey, little fella.

Heroine moves past him.

HEROINE
Let's go.

GOOD GUY
(to mouse)
She's not very nice, is she?

He leaves the mouse and follows Heroine to the tunnel.

SLURP! A pink tongue LASSOS the mouse.

ANGLE ON

A red fluorescent glow radiates from the tunnel.

They all drop into the tunnel, one by one. Bartender, Roadie,
Heroine, Beer Guy, Good Guy and Goldie enter the steamy,
confined, space.

GOLDIE
Yeah, this looks good. Real safe.

BARTENDER
Shhhhhhhhhhhhh.

INT. TUNNEL -- CONTINUOUS

The tunnel is thin and no more than SIX FEET HIGH. Cherry
red fluorescent lights line the top of the tunnel and knee
high marijuana plants are along the ground soil.

There are small pipes above the plants that seem to be a
makeshift misting water system.

GOOD GUY
Nice set-up.

BARTENDER
A bit of heat and a sprinkler...
viola, hash heaven.

There is about six inches of water on the floor.

Roadie leads the way and glares at the opposite end. The
tunnel slightly curves, so he can't see the whole way down.

ROADIE
Looks clear.

He moves forward and the rest drop in behind him.

GOLDIE
You sure?

Roadie doesn't answer as he cautiously moves forward.

They proceed.

GOOD GUY
Ha-Sheesh, there's a lot of smoke
here.

GOLDIE
(to Bartender)
Your boss must do pretty well.

BARTENDER
He hasn't been able to really perfect
it yet. Either he waters them too
much or he cooks them with the lamps.
I told him --

Suddenly, there is a sharp NOISE.

BEER GUY
Fuck!

GOOD GUY
Crap!

They stop.

The marijuana plants start to SHIFT and sway a few yards
ahead.

The group is frozen.

GOLDIE
Oh no. Oh no. Oh please...

The plants bend toward them.

Closer and closer.

ROADIE
Shut up!

Closer-closer-closer.

Roadie, Heroine, and Bartender bite their lips and lean in
for the kill.

Beer Guy holds still.

Goldie holds up a kitchen knife and shuts his eyes.

Closer-closer-closer. The plants part.

ROADIE
NOW!

KAB-LAM! KAB-LAM!! The guns fire.

HEROINE
Hold it!

ROADIE
Whoa!

BARTENDER
We got it!

The smoke settles.

ROADIE
Ohhh.

BARTENDER
What?

ROADIE
Look.

Bartender looks over Roadie's and Heroine's shoulders.

HEROINE
We just smeared a skunk.

BARTENDER
Shit!

Good Guy waves the air by his face.

GOOD GUY
Oh lord, that is wretched.

They all wave the air.

ROADIE
Oh that's awful!

Roadie holds up his hand and moves forward.

GOLDIE
(hushed)
Let's go back.

GOOD GUY
Okay.

BEER GUY
We gotta be close.

HEROINE
What?

GOLDIE
We just made enough noise for all
those things to hear us!

ROADIE
No way. Not yet.

BARTENDER
It's a little bit farther.

GOOD GUY
Bad, bad idea. This is getting
reeeaalllly lousy.

Roadie holds his finger to his mouth and crouches. He tries
to see around the curved tunnel. Nothing there.

He stands and waves the group forward.

ROADIE
It's nothing.

They proceed.

HEROINE
Let's move.

GOLDIE
(to Good Guy)
I'm done drinking. That's it. Just
Church and grocery stores. Nothin'
else.

BEER GUY
Stop it.

BARTENDER
Hey. You noticed that no one's been
killed or maimed for awhile?

Heroine looks at Bartender. Goldie and Good Guy stop moving.

BARTENDER
It would seem like this would be an
opportune time for something nasty
to happen. A couple of life's
peripheral characters to be... well...
offed.

Roadie turns.

ROADIE
That's an unwise thing to say, you
know that?

BARTENDER
Just an observation.

ROADIE
Well, why don't you keep your
observations to yourself?

FROM GROUP'S P.O.V.

WHOOSH! SISTER BEAST #1 SWOOPS into the tunnel, right at
them.

Bartender's eyes bulge!

HEROINE
Duck!!!

Roadie turns.

ROADIE
What the!?

Sister Beast #1 lunges at him. He drops.

ROADIE
Whoa!!!

WHOOSH! She flies past.

Roadie turns and fires his shotgun. BOOM!

BLAM! He hits Sister Beast #1 and she CRASHES to the ground
in the middle of the group's line, smashing the plants and
lights.

BEER GUY
Look out!

Sister Beast #1 flaps and scratches, separating Goldie, Good
Guy, Beer Guy, and Heroine from Bartender and Roadie.

Bartender spins to shoot Sister Beast #1.

GOOD GUY
DON'T!

HEROINE
YOU'LL HIT US!

Sister Beast #1 goes wild. Lights shatter! Pipes burst!

Water sprays everywhere!

Heroine swings her weapon at Beast #1. It flails wildly.

Sister Beast #1 bites into Bartender's leg. He yells.

BARTENDER
Aahhhh!!!

Beer Guy crouches on the ground and fumbles with the .38.

He aims point blank at Sister Beast #1's head.

The creature releases from Bartender's leg and backhands the
pistol. It fires into the lights.

Roadie pulls out his machete and scrambles to the creature.

Sister Beast #1 turns to feed on him.

ROADIE
Come get a taste!

Sister Beast #1 jumps.

Roadie sticks the machete into the creature's mid-section,
rolls backwards and hoists Sister Beast #1 into the lethal
current of the busted florescent light.

ROADIE
Take it Bitch-Beast!

Sister Beast #1 convulses off the machete, cooked.

Roadie turns and runs down the tunnel.

ROADIE
Let's go!

HEROINE
Wait God-dammit!

Several of the Beast's teeth are still lodged in Bartender's
leg. The Group starts to give chase to the departed Roadie.

BARTENDER
I fucking knew it!

INT. TUNNEL EXIT -- NIGHT

Roadie scrambles to the end of the tunnel. There is a ladder
to the surface.

INT. TUNNEL -- NIGHT

The group with the wounded Bartender move as fast a possible
to the exit.

BARTENDER
I'm gonna shoot him if they don't
get him first.

HEROINE
Just move!

INT. TUNNEL EXIT -- NIGHT

Roadie pulls himself up the LADDER.

He pokes up like a gopher and looks from left to right. He
sees the TRUCK.

It's covered with some sort of tarp. He fumbles with the
thick KEY CHAIN. He cautiously presses the UNLOCK/DISARM
button.

BEEP-BOOP-BEEP! MOMMA BEAST and PAPA BEAST rise from the
hood of the truck and spread their wings.

ROADIE
(sotto)
OHH Fuck ME!

ANGLE ON

The group rushes forward, but stops when SCREECHES are heard
from the far end of the tunnel.

HEROINE
Stop!

SIDEKICK
What was that?

GOLDIE
Oh boy.

Roadie rounds the corner, panicked and screaming. The
SCREECHES get louder.

ROADIE
Go back! Go back! Go back!

Their eyes bulge as the Mother and Father Beast drop into
the tunnel and fly towards them.

They turn and madly run, stumbling, scrambling, kicking up
the mud.

BARTENDER
Move jackass!!!

Goldie, at the head of the retreat, does his best to move
quickly as the group propels him with their momentum.

GOLDIE
Stop pushing!

ANGLE ON

Roadie runs. Without turning around, he pumps his shotgun
and points it behind him. BLAM! BLAM!

The two Beasts scatter.

ANGLE ON

Goldie moves to exit the tunnel. His head pops out.

GOLDIE
We're gonna make it --

SPLAT! TEEN BEAST pops Goldie's head like a grape.

Goldie's body falls back on the group.

BARTENDER
Good lord!

Teen Beast opens its wide mouth and shrieks.

BEER GUY
Come on!

Beer Guy picks up Goldie's body and SHOVES it into Teen
Beast's open mouth, JAMMING it down his throat.

BEER GUY
Eat it!!!

Teen Beast lurches back, CHOKING on Goldie's dead body.

WHACK! Beer Guy plants a boot in Teen Beast's gut, causing
it to fall back. The group sees their opportunity and sprints
to the rickety staircase.

BARTENDER
DOOR! DOOR! DOOR! OPEN THE DOOR!

Tuffy whips open the door. The group piles out.

Heroine bounds up the stairs and turns at the doorway...

HEROINE
COME ON! HURRY!

Roadie JUMPS from the tunnel, kicks the hatch door closed
and scrambles to the stairs.

HEROINE
COME ON!

Teen Beast slams into the wall, Goldie's body jettisons from
his throat.

Roadie races up the staircase.

KA-CRASH!!! Teen Beast lunges and tears out the top two
stairs. Roadie FALLS through the staircase -- KA-BOOM!!!

He hits the floor hard and rolls away from Teen Beast.

HEROINE
Look out!

BASH! The hatch door flies off as Momma Beast and Papa Beast
fly into the basement. Papa Beast flies for the open door.

Heroine sees a blur. WHAM! She SLAMS the door closed...

BAM! Papa Beast rams into the door, bouncing off.

ANGLE ON

Roadie jumps up.

The three Beasts cautiously move in for the kill.

Roadie RAISES his weapon.

ROADIE
Sorry about the rest of the family.

He PUMPS the shotgun and aims.

ROADIE
Prepare to join 'em!

Click -- out of ammo!

ROADIE
Oh shit.

The Beasts SCREECH...

Roadie THROWS the shotgun at them and pulls out the MACHETE.
He rolls left and swings.

SWOOSH! Papa Beast loses two fingers.

He slides.

SWOOSH! SWOOSH! Roadie YELLS as he grazes Teen Beast...

SWOOSH! He swings for Momma Beast, but gets whacked to the
floor.

Roadie rolls with the hit, grabs his shotgun, and dives into
the KEG ELEVATOR.

He slams closed the door as the Beasts regain their composure
and lunge at the closing door.

BAM! BAM! They CRASH against the door.

INSIDE KEG ELEVATOR

Roadie wedges the door CLOSED with the empty shotgun.

WHACK! WHACK! The Beasts continue to try to get in.

Roadie BANGS the top of the small elevator...

ROADIE
Hey! Send it up! Send it up!

WHACK! WHACK!

INSIDE BAR

Tuffy backs up and hears the screams from the keg elevator.

TUFFY
Hey! Hey! He's in the shaft!

Beer Guy runs over and hits the button. The gears grind and
start to pull the elevator up to the main floor.

INSIDE KEG ELEVATOR

Roadie squirms as the elevator rises.

ROADIE
Move it! Move it! Move it!

IN BASEMENT

CRASH! The Beasts start to tear at the base of the rising
keg elevator in the shaft...

ROADIE
NASTY FUCKERS!

Roadie pounds and tears at the few planks above him in the
keg elevator.

INSIDE BAR

Beer Guy pounds the button. LOUD NOISES can be heard from
the shaft.

BEER GUY
Come on!

BOZO
He's dead.

TUFFY
Shut up!

INSIDE KEG ELEVATOR

The elevator SHAKES. Roadie grips the machete and POUNDS a
hole in the top of the elevator.

He squirms and tries to squeeze through the SMALL HOLE.

He looks to the staircase, Teen Best and Mother Beast are
walking up the stairs along side waiting for a chance to
strike. A grated wall is all that is between them.

IN BASEMENT

CRUNCH! Papa Beast BITES through the floor board of the keg
elevator.

CLANGGG! The elevator stops. Roadie lurches and grabs the
greasy cables to stop his fall.

ROADIE
God-dammit!

INSIDE BAR

BEER GUY
It stopped. It fuckin' stopped!

ON TOP OF KEG ELEVATOR

Roadie screams as the elevator shakes. Papa Beast is
struggling to climb right under him.

Teen Beast and Momma Beast tear into the grated shaft wall.

INSIDE BAR

TRAMPY
Do something!

IN BASEMENT

ROADIE
I'M ALIVE! OPEN THE DOOR!

INSIDE BAR

Tuffy moves for the keg door. Adulterer holds up a shotgun.

ADULTERER
Stop!

TRAMPY
What the fuck are you doing he's in
there!

ADULTERER
They can't get in here!
(to Heroine)
You said it yourself, they'll get
in!

TUFFY
HE CAN MAKE IT!

KA-CHUNK! Adulterer PUMPS the shotgun.

ADULTERER
I will not die because of him!

HEROINE
Don't be stupid, drop the gun!

IN BASEMENT

Roadie HACKS at one of the two greasy cables in the shaft
holding the elevator... Papa Beast is in the elevator body
and RISING.

INSIDE BAR

TRAMPY
YOU'RE KILLING HIM!

ADULTERER
They'll get in! We'll all die!

IN BASEMENT

Roadie almost has the primary cable cut. Papa Beast rises up
to bite.

SNAP!! The cable BREAKS. Roadie SOARS to the top of the shaft.

Papa Beast is pulled down screeching to the bottom of the
shaft.

BA-BAM! The keg elevator door bursts open on impact.

BAM! Roadie SLAMS into the ceiling, kicking and yelling.

IN BAR

BAM! Tuffy KNOCKS Adulterer's shotgun up, takes the gun, and
rips open the keg door.

Roadie swings out.

RAH!!!!

P.O.V. - Papa Beast is right behind him it opens to feed
and...

Simultaneously, Tuffy and Heroine shove their shotguns into
its mouth. It raises its eyebrows like "OH!"

HEROINE
Smile!

BLAM! Papa's head EXPLODES and he falls back down the shaft.

CLANK! Tuffy slams the keg door shut.

Roadie's panting on the floor. Adulterer is down, winded.

BOZO
Welcome back.

ROADIE
F-f-fuck you.

BARTENDER
What the hell happened?

TUFFY
You okay?

ROADIE
They were all over the place.

BOZO
You smell like ass!

BARTENDER
We shot a skunk.

BEER GUY
We're lucky to be alive.

BOZO
Yeah, maybe.

HEROINE
(re: Roadie's wounds)
Get something on that.

Good Girl and Tuffy move to help Roadie.

HEROINE
(to Adulterer)
Don't do that again.

Adulterer nods, ashamed.

BOZO
(to Heroine)
What now, Geronimo?

BEER GUY
My truck.

BOSS MAN
Didn't you see what just happened,
dick wad? They own this place.

BEER GUY
Not necessarily. You said we had
five in the beginning? And now there's
two still in the basement?
(addressing group)
I think we have enough firepower to
get outta here. That's not bad, our
odds are getting better. Right?

Boss Man sips a bottle, still hopped-up on morphine.

BOSS MAN
If you ask me, I'm gonna just lay
right here, wait for sunrise, then
walk on out of here.

He nods to himself.

CRASH! Momma Beast's arm ERUPTS through the Boss Man's
belly...

BOSS MAN
OHHH!!!

SNAPPP!!! His head and legs SLAP together as the arm pulls
him THROUGH the small hole in the floor.

BOSS MAN
UGHHHHH!!!

The group jumps back! Blood rockets out! His body is pureed
down the tiny hole!

CRASH! CRASH! CRASH! Teen Beast and Momma Beast start to
PUNCH through the floor, grabbing anything they can reach.

HEROINE
Get on the tables!!! ON THE TABLES!!!!

Everyone struggles to get on the tables.

PUK! PUK! PUK! Planks rip down.

A Beast arm GRABS Good Guy's new pants and RIPS them from
his body. BOTTOMLESS again.

GOOD GUY
CRAP!

He jumps on a table and is embraced by Good Girl.

GOOD GIRL
Sweety!

Grandpa grabs Grandma as her chair is yanked to the floor.

GRANDMA
Oh!

GRANDPA
Hold on!

Grandpa pulls her upright to the table top.

CRASH! A Beast arm reaches up and GRABS Para's wheelchair,
violently shaking it.

PARA
Helllllp!!!

THUD! Para FALLS to the floor.

Teen Beast sticks its head through the small hole where Boss
Man's dead body was pulled through. It screeches, but is
instantaneously KICKED by Roadie's boot. Tuffy flips a table
over the hole in the floor.

CRASH! Teen Beast's arm GRABS Para's leg and tries to pull
him down the hole...

PARA
HELP MEEE!

BOZO
BONSAI!

Bozo JUMPS from a table and HACKS Teen Beast's arm in half...
he picks up Para and TOSSES him onto the table with Good Guy
and Good Girl.

BOZO
Hot potato!!!

Bozo leaps onto the table with Tuffy...

RAH! An arm grabs a table leg from Heroine's table. It
totters. She jumps to the bar and slides on her side to the
near end of the bar top.

BAM! BAM! BAM! The two Beasts continue to CRASH into the
floor, trying to get in.

TRAMPY
Stop!!! Stop!!! Stop!!!

Silence.

The banging stops.

The room is silent.

Everyone is on the tables, huffing and puffing, looking from
left to right.

Good Girl tries to cover up her exposed boyfriend. They notice
Bozo looking at them, again smiling.

BOZO
You're into this aren't you?

Grandpa holds Grandma close. They still have their drinks.

HEROINE
All right!
(to Beer Guy)
Tell us about the truck!

BEER GUY
Uh, uh, I think if we can get everyone
into it... we can get out of here.

GOOD GUY
Let's wait it out.

HEROINE
They'll tear this place down within
the hour.

BEER GUY
There's a delivery tunnel out the
back door.

DISSOLVE TO:

INT. BAR -- DELIVERY TUNNEL -- NIGHT

The tunnel is long and dark. The walls are metallic and a
lone strip of white fluorescent lights line the ceiling.

The outer doors open and the truck is about ten feet away.

BEER GUY (V.O.)
We line everyone up in the tunnel,
light the flares, toss the fire bombs,
and then come out blasting.

CUT TO:

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

They all hover on the tables.

BEER GUY
My truck can't be more than ten feet
away. We load into the back, I can
get in the front and we roll out of
here.

HEROINE
What's in the back?

BEER GUY
Nothing, this was my last delivery.

GOOD GUY
So what do we have to do?

BARTENDER
IT'S ANOTHER GOD-DAMNED BOTTLE NECK!

ROADIE
If there is only one way out for us,
there is only one way in for them.

HEROINE
Make a distraction out front and go
for it out the back. There's cars
back there, right?

BEER GUY
Yeah, the lot's right there. My truck
is right out back.

HEROINE
But not flush against the tunnel?

GOOD GUY
How many feet will we be exposed?
Without any cover?

BEER GUY
I dunno... a few yards.

TRAMPY
I don't like it.

Good Girl dry heaves.

ROADIE
Look, the armed surround the unarmed
in a circle and we move as a tight
group. Those that can shoot, protect
the rest to his ride.

BOZO
Hey, when this plan completely goes
to shit, what are ya gonna do?

BARTENDER
You got something better?

BOZO
If we move in a group, we are one
target. If we scatter, they CAN'T
get us all.

ROADIE
Bullshit.

BOZO
No bullshit.

BARTENDER
Who's for the truck?

The group agrees without Bozo's approval.

BOZO
We'll be food, dickheads!

BARTENDER
Well, your last words can be "I told
you so."

BOZO
(to Para)
You gotta be with me on this.

PARA
I'm in a wheelchair, the truck sounds
pretty good.

BOZO
Amazing you made it this far.

HEROINE
(to Beer Guy)
It's imperative that you get that
truck moving.

BEER GUY
Just cover me. It was built to move.

BAM! BAM! BAM! The Beasts hit the floor.

BOZO
Where the hell are we going to go
then, Billy Jack!?

HEROINE
There's a bomb shelter over in Durant,
by the IGA, on First. You all know
where that is?

Everyone nods.

HEROINE
It's the safest place until sunrise.

Grandpa looks to Grandma. He smiles affectionately.

Good Guy puts his arm on Good Girl's shoulder, and holds her
tight.

BARTENDER
You seem mighty collected about this.

HEROINE
Buddy, I'm a full-blooded Chucktow.
I can't think of a time my people
haven't been takin' it dry. The fact
that we are being eaten now, doesn't
even faze me...
(beat)
...this is just another Tuesday.

BOZO
Well aren't you stoic.

ADULTERER
Not everyone's gonna be able to shoot
at those things, you know.

BOZO
That's right. Rubber legs, baldy,
honey pie, gramps, stumpy, and "no
son" ain't gonna be of much use, so
you better think of something better.

Tuffy sits up.

TUFFY
I've killed two. How many have you
killed?

He leans closer to her.

BOZO
You know, you don't sweat much for a
fat chick.

Tuffy KICKS him off the table, down to the floor.

BOZO
Hot shit!!!

He springs back to the table.

BOZO
What the hell's your problem!? You
trying to kill me!?

Heroine tosses Tuffy a shotgun.

HEROINE
Right.

POP! The power GOES OUT! The room is BLACK! Everyone GASPS.

TRAMPY
We're gonna die!

GOOD GUY
What the hell!

BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! Shots fired! Chaos, SCREAMS!

Heroine STRIKES A FLARE.

HEROINE
Stop shooting! Stop shooting! All
they did was pull the power!

The shooting and shouting stops as the group shuffles around
the tables.

Silence.

Dead silence.

ROADIE
Clever fuckers.

BOZO
What the hell's going on here!?

TRAMPY
I heard something!

GOOD GUY
They're pacing. It sounds like they're
pacing down there.

HEROINE
Shut up! Everyone shut up!

Heroine hops from table to table and then to the bar top.

She grabs several flashlights and tosses them around the
room. They click on.

The room looks like a MAZE OF BEAMS.

HEROINE
STAY QUIET.

TRAMPY
They're figuring out where we're
sitting.

KAH-CRASH! An arm busts through he floor, SWIPING the leg of
the table with Adulterer, Beer Guy, and Trampy on it.

They TUMBLE to the floor...

BASH! BASH! BASH! Arms burst from the floor again, grabbing
for the fallen people. Trampy runs but falls near a hole, a
Beast arm pops out.

TRAMPY
OH JESUS!

Trampy is PULLED by her hair.

POP! POP! POP! Beer Guy shoots the .38 and pulls Trampy to
the top of the bar.

RIP! Adulterer's leg is GRABBED and his flesh is ripped apart.

ADULTERER
HELP!

BLAM! Heroine BLASTS a Beast arm. Roadie pulls Adulterer on
top of the bar.

HEROINE
Get up! MOVE! MOVE!

In a mad dash, everyone who was on the tables moves to the
bar top or booths.

BAM! BAM! BAM! The two Beasts CRASH into the floor.

The steel grid and shards of wood in the floorboard are all
that keep the two creatures from jumping up into the main
bar. They continue grabbing and clawing at everything they
can reach.

Roadie, Heroine, and Tuffy all pump their shotguns at the
creature heads and arms as they pop up from the floor.

HEROINE
Hold your fire!

Their shotgun barrels smoke. There is commotion in the
basement. We hear the high shrill sound. Then...

They're gone.

Silence.

Everyone crouches on the bar and in booths, shaking, ready
to move.

BEER GUY
We gotta go!

GOLDIE
What are they doing!?

HEROINE
She's calculating...

Suddenly, a BEAM OF LIGHT blasts through the cracks in the
wood walls.

Everyone jumps.

ROADIE
We got company!

They all stare out the side of the bar.

Most hold their weapons in their hands.

BEER GUY
Who is it?

EXT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

We see two headlights drive up the lonely road that leads to
the bar.

As the car gets closer we can see it's a POLICE CAR.

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Everyone gasps.

GOOD GUY
It's a sheriff!

PARA
He's fucked.

GOOD GIRL
Someone do something!

BOZO
In the name of the Father, the Son,
and the Holy Spirit. Amen.

Tuffy starts to bang on the bar screaming.

EXT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Sheriff steps from his car and looks around with his
flashlight.

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Tuffy sticks the barrel of the gun through a crack in the
wood wall.

TUFFY
Look out! Look out!

She FIRES.

EXT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Sheriff ducks when he hears the blast. He pulls out his own
gun and hides behind the car.

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

They all SCREAM.

BEER GUY
Get out of here! Get out of here!
Get the fuck outta here!

TUFFY
No! Don't let him go!

ADULTERER
Call for help!

GOLDIE
Oh god! They're gonna get him!

P.O.V. - Teen Beast swoops down and PICKS UP the Sheriff.

He is DROPPED onto the hood of the squad car face first.

CROSS CUTTING

GOOD GIRL
Oh Jesusss!

Momma Beast lands by the Sheriff's sprawled body and grabs
him by the hair to raise his head toward the petrified bar
patrons.

Heroine locks eyes with Momma Beast.

Momma Beast smiles a hideous smile. The Sheriff fumbles with
his pistol.

Heroine's eyes widen...

HEROINE
NOOOOOO!

SPLUT!!! The Sheriff's HEAD is savagely TWISTED OFF.

BLAM! The Sheriff's gun DISCHARGES.

CRACK! His bullet comes through the front wall.

Momma Beast and Teen Beast go to work on the Sheriff's body.

ADULTERER
We should go! We should go right
now!

HEROINE
He's right, let's move. Be quiet and
get to the exit. Pair up, grab the
weapons.

BEER GUY
Let's roll.

Bozo takes Para in his arms.

BOZO
Nothin' will happen to you. You get
on my back, hold on tight and we
truck out of here together.

PARA
Am I too heavy for you?

BOZO
Don't worry, you'll be like my little
papoose.

Heroine nudges Tuffy as she moves by her.

HEROINE
We should stick together out there.

TUFFY
I'd love to.

The group passes out the molotov cocktails, guns, and ammo
hastily.

BEER GUY
Are they still out there?

Trampy looks outside.

TRAMPY
Jesus...

Heroine comes over.

HEROINE
What?

TRAMPY
I don't know, they're doin' something.

The group looks outside again.

Mamma Beast and Teen Beast are holding hands on top of the
Sheriff's cruiser. It looks they are heaving in great gulps
of air. The sound is like a backward hi-cup.

EOCH-OCK-OCK! OCK-OCK-OCK! A deafening pattern of sounds
erupts from the Beasts. Again and again. OCK-OCK-OCK!

FROM FAR IN THE DISTANCE, fluttering can be heard, something's
coming.

GOOD GUY
SHE'S CALLING FOR HELP!

The group eyes the horizon, knowing that sound. Just as
feared, a DOZEN BEASTS bear down on the bar.

BOZO
The fan has officially been buried
in the shit!

Heroine reloads. She sees Grandpa take a seat next to his
wife.

HEROINE
Come on!

GRANDMA
Maybe next time, dear.

The Heroine pauses for a beat. She swallows and runs to the
waiting group.

HEROINE
Light the flares toss them! Fire
everything you've got!

SMASH! A GROUP OF BEASTS strike the front of the bar.

ROADIE
RUN!

Roadie throws a molotov cocktail at the wall just as the
first SOLDIER BEAST breaks through.

It screams in a blaze, its burning body spreading the fire
to the bar's dried wood.

Roadie, Heroine, and Tuffy fire at the wall as Beasts start
ripping into the BURNING BAR.

Beer Guy, Good Guy, Good Girl, and Adulterer all move to the
DELIVERY TUNNEL.

Bozo with Para on his back, reaches down and takes Trampy's
hand from under a table and they run for the tunnel.

An arm rips Trampy up through the ceiling.

BOZO
Honey pie!!!

She is turned into a MEAT SHOWER. The Beast reaches again.

BOZO
Keep her!

Bozo, with Para, MOVE TO THE BACK...

Tuffy helps a limping Bartender.

TUFFY
Come on!!!

BARTENDER
My leg!

Roadie and Heroine blast away at the Beasts as the FLAMES
quickly spread throughout the bar...

HEROINE
Go! Go!

ROADIE
Not without you!!!

HEROINE
Go!!!

Roadie turns and moves to the back...

Heroine shoots down one of the Beasts it falls into the corner
and struggles to get up...

She runs over and CRUSHES its skull with the butt of her
shotgun. Blood hits her face.

Fire spreads rapidly. Heroine turns to run out.

PANG! Momma BEAST swoops down and knocks the shotgun from
Heroine's hands. Momma Beast lands. It turns to face Heroine,
hissing...

Heroine, eye-locked with the creature, slowly crouches and
pulls the long KITCHEN KNIFE from her boot.

Momma Beast shudders, readying its claws for a strike.

Heroine glares up at Momma Beast. She slowly exhales.

Momma Beast screeches and ATTACKS...

Heroine jumps left, CLOSE-LINING Momma Beast with the blade.

SPLAT! Momma Beast falls and convulses with the knife sticking
out of its left shoulder.

It CRIES in pain. Heroine kicks the blade in.

HEROINE
Burn you bitch!

POW! BASH! Momma Beast flies back against a flaming wall.

Heroine picks up her shotgun and runs to the back.

INT. BAR -- DELIVERY TUNNEL -- CONTINUOUS

They all hover in the tunnel as Heroine sprints up.

HEROINE
Stay together! There can't be more
than a few of them out there!

CRASH! BANG-BANG-BANG! The Beasts start BANGING into the
sheet-metal covering the tunnel... dents multiply as they
ram into it...

The group ducks and screams in horror...

The Beasts rip through the sheet-metal and SCRATCH at whatever
they can get a hold of...

HEROINE
FLARES! Shoot the flares!

Roadie kicks open the TUNNEL DOORS... the FLARES go off...
the white snow turns orange from the BRIGHT flares...

The dark sky is lit up revealing the circling Beasts high in
the air...

NOTE: For the next few moments, all hell breaks loose with
Beasts, bullets and blood everywhere. Try to keep up.

The group fire their weapons and run for the TRUCK.

BAM! BAM! BAM! The Beasts circle in the air, dodging the
fire from the group. Beer Guy makes his way to the front of
the truck.

WHOOSH! Beasts attack the group.

POP! BAM! POP! Guns blast.

SPLUTCH! Beasts crash into the snow.

The Beasts that were inside the bar bust out the side walls.

HEROINE
PICK IT UP!

Roadie opens the BACK of the truck.

ROADIE
Get in! Hurry!

Beer Guy jumps in the FRONT of the cab.

BAM! A Beast slams into the side door.

BEER GUY
Fuck!

Beer Guy turns the key and fires her up.

BLAM! BLAM! Heroine fires at the Beasts as the group files
into the truck back.

TUFFY
Come on! They're all in!

ROADIE
(to Heroine)
I'll cover!

Heroine jumps in.

Roadie backs into the truck firing.

SLAM! The door shuts just as a Beast dives.

VAROOM! The truck MOVES OUT.

IN TRUCK BACK

The group uneasily stands as the Beasts crash into the rear
of the truck.

NOTE: There is a SMALL WINDOW so that the group can see the
back of Beer Guy's head in the FRONT CAB.

BOZO
(whacking window)
Move this girl!

IN FRONT CAB

Beer Guy jams on the gas as the Beasts ram the front cab.

IN TRUCK BACK

The group sways back and forth as the truck speeds over the
rocky terrain.

CRASH! CRASH! The aluminum siding of the truck crunches with
every Beast hit.

IN FRONT CAB

Beer Guy drives the truck fast. He hits several parked cars
turning onto the main road. The Beasts close in on him.

BEER GUY
(into a CB)
Under attack! Under attack! Can anyone
hear me!? We're under attack!!!

IN TRUCK BACK

The group watches as a Beast drops down BEHIND Beer Guy.

GOOD GUY
Look out!

IN FRONT CAB

Beer Guy, still talking into his CB, looks up in the rear
view mirror...

BEER GUY
HUH --

BASH! The Beast PUNCHES through the back windshield, Beer
Guy's skull, and OUT HIS MOUTH!

IN TRUCK BACK

The group gasps and screams at the horror.

IN FRONT CAB

The Beast GRABS the wheel and turns sharply. The truck JACK-
KNIVES.

THUD! The group falls to the side. The truck barrels off the
side of the road and INTO THE DITCH.

CRASH! The truck slides on it's side and screeches to a halt.

IN TRUCK BACK

The disheveled people try to get up.

BOZO
Blow the goddamn hatch!

ROADIE
Clear!

BAM! The shotgun blast splits the back open.

HEROINE
Get to your cars!

ROADIE
GO-GO-GO!!

The group falls over each other as they try to escape the
truck.

Bozo, with Para on his back, Good Guy and Good Girl sprint
for their autos.

WHOOSH! A Beast RIPS Para from Bozo's back. Para screams.

BOZO
OH NO! GIVE HIM BACK!

GOOD GUY
(pulling Bozo along)
Keep moving, he's dead!

Bozo runs for his TRANS-AM. Para falls to the ground, still
alive. Bozo turns back and sees him.

BOZO
OH JESUS!

PARA
HELLLPPP!

Bozo gets to his brother and puts him on his back again,
runs.

BOZO
I thought we lost you --

SWOOP! Para is RIPPED into the air again. Para screams.

BOZO
You FUCKERS!

Good Guy and Good Girl reach their car. He SHOVES her inside
the driver's seat.

GOOD GUY
(to Good Girl)
Get in! Get in!

SWISH!! Good Guy is SCOOPED up by a Beast. Good Girl screams
and slams the door closed. Heroine and Tuffy help Bartender
to the car. They both SHOOT at Beasts.

RIIIIPPP! Bartender is picked up and TORN TO PIECES.

Tuffy screams. The Beast drops Bartender's BLOODY CARCASS
and swoops down.

Heroine whips a FLARE into the Beast's mouth.

HEROINE
(shoving Tuffy)
Get in!

Good Girl STARTS her car.

BAM! Good Guy is dropped ON THE HOOD of the car with his
body RAVAGED, but his face still intact.

GOOD GIRL
AHHHHHHHH!!

She HONKS the horn.

Roadie MOVES like a wild man to his truck. He shoots them,
hits them, whatever it takes.

Bozo leaps into his Trans-Am. The Beasts SLAM into the side
as he tries to start the car.

BOZO
DO IT!

VAHVVVOOOMMMM! The car ROARS to life. He pushes in a TAPE.
THE "MIAMI VICE" THEME SONG BLARES FROM THE SPEAKERS.

BOZO
Get me FUCK BIRDS!

Bozo peels out. Teen Beast lands right in his path and
clumsily tries to run to the side.

BOZO
No you don't!

BAM! He SMACKS Teen Beast head on. Sending the creature's
disemboweled body sailing through the air.

BOZO
VENGEANCE!

BASH! SMASH! He hits two more Beasts.

Para DROPS from the sky, still ALIVE and panting. Cars are
moving everywhere.

PARA
(wincing)
Oh Jesussss...

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

The burning JUKEBOX plays ERIC CLAPTON'S "YOU LOOK WONDERFUL
TONIGHT."

Slowly dancing and holding each other, Grandpa lightly
smooches Grandma on the forehead.

EXT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Para CRAWLS along the ground, being ignored by the Beasts.

PARA
Help me! HELP ME SOMEBODY!

Bozo turns on his windshield wipers to clear off blood. He
sees Para.

BOZO
HANG ON!

Para claws the ground.

PARA
Hurry! Hurry! Hurry!

Good Girl hysterically JERKS the wheel of her car.

GOOD GIRL
Get away from meeeee!

Para SEES Good Girl's car.

PARA
NOOO!!!

Para rolls right, just missing tires.

Bozo's swerves to miss Good Girl's car.

BOZO
AHH!!!

Good Girl hysterically swerves.

GOOD GIRL
Oh god! Oh god! Oh god!

Para YELLS for his brother.

PARA
COME ON! GOD-DAMMIT!

Bozo's eyes bulge.

BOZO
Look out!

BAM! Para is SMEARED by Roadie's truck.

ROADIE
Shit!

Roadie keeps going.

Bozo floors it.

BOZO
(overly endearing)
I meant to tell you so much!

Good Girl screams as she drives her car toward the crashed
truck. She jerks her steering wheel.

BAM-BAM-BAM! Beasts ram her car on the side. It FLIPS into
the crashed truck. Ka-BOOM!! The impact triggers a fireball
EXPLOSION.

The REMAINING CARS aggressively maneuver around the smoldering
truck to hit the OPEN ROAD.

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Grandpa and Grandma hold each other tight.

A Beast LANDS in front of their table, hissing. It starts to
move in for the kill.

EXT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

WHAM-BAM! Bozo's car is rammed by a Beast. He grips the wheel,
but can't control the car.

BAM! WHAM!

BOZO
AHHHH!

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Grandpa KISSES his wife gently.

GRANDPA
Close your eyes, hon.

The Beast OPENS it's massive jaws and...

CRASH! Bozo's car DRIVES through the bar.

BAM! The Beast is SMEARED.

The Elderly couple slowly open their eyes.

INT. BOZO'S CAR -- CONTINUOUS

BOZO
(pounding his roof)
WOOOO HAAA!!!

Bozo GUNS the engine.

BASH! He FLIES out the other end of the bar.

He tears through the parking lot.

Roadie SHOOTS out his window, madly drives.

Heroine BLASTS away at the Beasts as Tuffy steers the car...

WHAM-BAM! Bozo's car is RAMMED by two Beasts. It FLIPS into
the ditch.

BOZO
(rolling)
Fuck!!!

Adulterer screams as he speeds DOWN THE ROAD.

Heroine fires as a Beast slams into the side of their car.

HEROINE
AHHHH!!!

Bozo squirms in his flipped car, UPSIDE-DOWN.

BOZO
Help me! Help me!

He hears the Beasts SWARMING. He pulls out a BUTTERFLY KNIFE
from the open glove box and SAWS at his safety belt.

A Beast leans into the passenger side of the car and LOOKS
him right in the eye. The Beast SMILES.

Bozo RAISES the knife.

BOZO
I'll give you gas cocksucker.

From outside the car, we see the Beast leap in.

Bozo screams.

The remaining THREE CARS race down the road. Beasts swoop
through the air RAMMING into the sides of the cars.

BOMP! A Beast holds on the side of Adulterer's car. It busts
the rear left passenger glass and claws for him.

Tuffy sees this and side-swipes Adulterer's car, SQUASHING
the Beast.

Adulterer nods his gratitude and veers off the RIGHT SIDE
ROAD. Tuffy follows.

Roadie turns down a LEFT SIDE ROAD and tears away.

Adulterer and Tuffy's cars hurtle forward. Heroine glances
over to Tuffy. Tuffy is slack-jawed.

Heroine looks straight ahead. She gasps.

A rising SEA OF CREATURES appear in the front of them. Beyond
terrified, the two women are awe-struck by the massive wave
of death before them.

The sea of Beasts SWOOP down on the cars, shrieking.

They brace for impact, eyes shut.

And...

Nothing. Not a scratch. The Beasts disappear.

The women look up as the SUN begins to creep up over the
horizon.

The last fluttering sound of the Beasts can be heard
distancing.

The car SCREECHES to a halt.

The two women sit alone, a couple miles from the carnage.

They breathe heavily.

TUFFY
Did we make it?

HEROINE
I think --

BOOM-BOOM-BOOM! They both jump and look over to see Adulterer
smiling, at Tuffy's window.

ADULTERER
Are you two all right? Did you see
that!? They left! We made it! I think
we made it!

HEROINE
They'll be back.

ADULTERER
Oh, come on! Can't you be happy for
one split second? They're gone!

Heroine smiles as Tuffy pulls a CIGARETTE from the armrest.

TUFFY
We're safe until dark, but we need
to get to that bomb shelter.

Heroine pushes in the car lighter, grabs a cig.

HEROINE
You know where it is?

ADULTERER
Um, yeah, thirty miles east.

PING! The lighter springs out, hot. Tuffy lights up and passes
the lighter to Heroine.

HEROINE
We'll meet in three hours?

ADULTERER
I don't wanna go home alone... I
don't wanna see what might have...

TUFFY
Don't worry about that. Just go.

ADULTERER
Right.

Moment of silence as Adulterer and Tuffy look down the
desolate road.

ADULTERER
(to Tuffy)
I'm sorry about your son.

TUFFY
Thank you.

She affectionately touches his hand.

ADULTERER
Where are you two going?

HEROINE
We're going to get my little girl.

Adulterer nods and stands up straight.

ADULTERER
I wish you luck.

The car peels off.

Adulterer watches the car tear down the road.

He glances up at the RISING SUN.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. PRAIRIE ROAD -- DAY

A sign reading "DURANT" swings lazily in the breeze. The car
rolls by.

Tuffy and Heroine coast down an abandoned road. There are
random POOLS OF RED BLOOD in the white snow.

They pass a gas station, no one in sight.

Tuffy slowly turns the dial on the CAR RADIO. Static.

They pass a house, abandoned.

They creep through a shopping area, not a soul.

Heroine rubs her locket.

EXT. TOWN ROAD -- DAY

Adulterer drives along a small town road. There's no sign of
life here either.

EXT. HEROINE'S GRANDMOTHER'S HOUSE -- DAY

The car pulls up to the HOUSE. The only sound is the wind.

INT. TUFFY'S CAR -- CONTINUOUS

Heroine finishes loading The Judge. They look at each other
and proceed with caution.

INT. ADULTERER'S CAR -- DAY

He pulls up in front of his house. The front door is swinging
open, BANGING against the doorframe.

INT. HEROINE'S GRANDMOTHER'S HOUSE -- DAY

Heroine enters the house, led by her shotgun. Tuffy follows.

The place is ransacked.

INT. ADULTERER'S HOUSE -- DAY

He enters his house. It too, is a mess.

He moves through the house, searching.

INT. HEROINE'S GRANDMOTHER'S HOUSE -- DAY

They look down the stairs to the basement. Nothing. They
move up the stairs to the second floor.

SECOND FLOOR

SMACK! They spin to the noise.

SMACK! A shutter NAILS a busted window pane.

INT. ADULTERER'S HOUSE -- DAY

He moves up the stairs to the master bedroom.

BANG! There's a noise at the end of the hall. BANG!

INT. HEROINE'S GRANDMOTHER'S HOUSE -- DAY

They cautiously move to the last room in the hall. A
scratched, closed door without an outside handle.

HEROINE
Oh no...

BASH! Heroine kicks in the door and...

There's a note on a teddy beer that says, "WE WENT TO THE
SHELTER. LOVE GRANDMA AND CHARLIE."

They both sigh.

TUFFY
They're alive!

INT. ADULTERER'S HOUSE -- DAY

Adulterer holds a shattered PICTURE of his wife and two kids.

He sighs and puts it down.

ADULTERER
I'm sorry... I'm so sorry...

He moves from the room.

EXT. IGA (GROCERY STORE) -- DAY

The sun shines bright in the cloudless sky.

There is a stiff wind that stirs up the snow, creating tall
snow banks.

Tuffy's car slowly lurches up the street. Again, she slowly
rolls the radio dial. Again, static.

Click! She turns the radio off.

INT. TUFFY'S CAR -- CONTINUOUS

They skeptically look at the surroundings.

HEROINE
It's right up there, in the back of
the store.

EXT. IGA (GROCERY STORE) -- CONTINUOUS

The car pulls up around to the back of the store and stops.

They get out of the car with their weapons in their hands
and look around.

They see ROADIE'S TRUCK, but no sign of him.

Look inside the truck. Nothing there.

POP! A hand GRABS Tuffy. It's Adulterer.

ADULTERER
(hands up)
Sorry, didn't mean to scare you.

HEROINE
Where is everyone?

ADULTERER
I don't know, I just got here. Did
you find your girl?

TUFFY
She's supposed to already be here.

They move forward.

TUFFY
Your family?

Adulterer shakes his head, acknowledging their death.

TUFFY
I'm sorry.

ROADIE (O.S.)
Hey!

They all look and see Roadie trotting toward them with a jug
of GASOLINE in hand.

He waves to them.

They all smile and move towards him.

ROADIE
I'm glad to see you! This is a ghost
town!
(to Heroine)
Did you find your girl?

Heroine sighs.

ADULTERER
(pointing)
Over there!

They all look over to the ENTRANCE to the shelter and see
CHARLIE lurking in the doorway.

HEROINE
Charlie!

She RUNS to her and the others follow.

Charlie moves awkwardly back into the SHADOWS of the doorway.

HEROINE
Charlie!

Just as Heroine is about to enter the doorway, Roadie LUNGES
forward and stops her with his arm.

ROADIE
Hold it!

A concerned look comes over her face as she tries to get by
Roadie.

HEROINE
Honey!?

Just as Heroine enters the doorway, she looks down. A STREAM
OF BLOOD flows towards her. She looks up.

Charlie's body LURCHES back a bit further, yet her feet don't
move, they just SLIDE.

CHARLIE'S EYES ARE BULGED.

HEROINE
CHARLIE? CHARL --

RAAAHH! The burned, one-eyed MOMMA BEAST lunges at her

FROM BEHIND CHARLIE'S DEAD BODY!

HEROINE
NOOOOO!

Roadie pulls Heroine back!

Momma Beast HISSES as it removes its PUPPETEERING CLAWS from
the back of Charlie's head.

The limp body DROPS.

Momma Beast raises its BLOODY CLAWS at them.

It CAN'T leave the dark shadows.

ADULTERER
Back up!!!

Heroine screams as the others pull her back.

HEROINE
Charlie! Charlie! No!

Horror fills her eyes as she tries to hold up her shotgun.

Suddenly, the SUNLIGHT starts to FADE.

They look up at the SUN.

TUFFY
Oh god.

The MOON moves in front of it -- a SOLAR ECLIPSE.

The sunlight is quickly fading.

We start to hear the Beasts FLUTTERING around them.

Heroine looks from left to right, panic stricken.

Demonic eyes lurk in the shadows.

The sunlight is almost gone.

Heroine raises her shotgun.

The sun is GONE.

Momma Beast appears from the dark doorway and spreads its
vast wings. It releases an EAR-SHATTERING SCREAM.

The group HUDDLES together with their weapons RAISED. Tuffy
screams as a CLOUD OF BEASTS emerge from the shadows to ENGULF
them.

Heroine SPINS and FIRES.

IRIS TO BLACK:

HOLD BLACK FOR A SECOND

OPEN IRIS TO:

GUN FIRE, BLOOD, GUTS, CARNAGE, CHAOS...

IRIS TO BLACK:

ROLL FINAL CREDITS

THE BEGINNING

or

DESPITE THE OMINOUS LAST IMAGES, THEY SURVIVE

NOTE: After the credits, we wander through the smoking
wreckage of the United Nations Tavern. It is destroyed except
for one table and two chairs.

We creep up the table legs to see Grandpa and Grandma,
unscathed, each sipping a drink.

SQUEAK-SQUEAK! The Little Mouse from the basement climbs up
on top of the table. The elderly couple stop drinking and
look at the tiny animal.

GRANDPA
Well, I'll be damned...

FADE TO BLACK:

THE END

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