Thursday, 16 February 2012

Part 16 (Contains sexual violence)


The door EXPLODES inwards, smoke fills the room as Malice's boys storm in. They are masked up, firing SHOTS into the ceiling and SCREAMING


SOLDIERS
EVERYBODY DOWN NOW!! ON THE FAACKIN’ FLOOR!!!


Thompson is pointing a shotgun in Dan's face, he FIRES a concussion round. Dan collapses onto the floor, the left side of his face bloodied and swelling. Layla runs to her mother, Terry moves in front of them. The soldiers surrounding the family. Thompson talks into his microphone.


Malice's earpiece crackles.


THOMPSON (O.S)
Package secure.


Malice enters the room, sees the unconscious Dan. He flashes an evil grin at the family. Terry is gripping his mug, tense and furious.


TERRY
Whatchyoudoininmyfaaaackinhouse!!?


Malice CLICKS his fingers and McLeish and Shaw move towards Terry. He fells McLeish with a PUNCH to the face. Shaw thrusts the butt of his plasma rifle hard into Terry's stomach and he falls to his knees. McLeish gets up, grabs Terry's head and PUNCHES him in the face several times. Terry collapses into the corner.


LAYLA/LUCY
NO!!!


Layla and Lucy rush to his side. Shaw steps forward and aims his rifle at Layla's head.


SHAW
Don't you move you fucking slags.


Layla is crying as she hugs her father. Lucy is stroking his hair, Terry GROANS. Lucy stands up with fire in her eyes and SPITS in McLeish's face.


LUCY
You fucking scum.


She stares at him, he grips his shotgun. He wipes the spit from his face then grabs Lucy by the throat and gets in her face.


MCLEISH
You've got a dirty mouth sweetheart.


Layla rushes at McLeish. Shaw grabs her vest top and throws her onto the sofa. She rushes to cover herself with her ripped clothing as Malice steps forward with his hands up, laughing.


MALICE
Now now boys, play nice.


He stands in front of the tearful frightened Layla, looks down and grins. Lucy tears McLeish’s hand from her throat, glaring at Malice.


LUCY
Get your eyes of my daughter.


Terry coughs up blood, regaining consciousness. Shaw aims the rifle at his head. Malice turns to Lucy.


MALICE
Can't we all just get along?


Lucy throws a punch at Malice but McLeish holds her back.


LUCY
Fuck you!


MALICE
You are a saucy little tiger aren't ya?


He rubs his hands together and paces across the room.


MALICE
Now, your husband here has made contact with a known terrorist group and he's gona tell us everything he knows.


LUCY
We're civilians. We don't know anything.


MALICE
They all say that. And funnily enough they all talk in the end.


He squats down by Terry.


MALICE
So what's it gona be mate? You tell me what I want to know or Im afraid I can't guarantee the safety of your family.


He pats Terry on the head, behind him his boys are turning to each other and grinning.


LUCY (to Terry)
Don't tell them a fucking thing babe!


Terry SPITS blood at Malice who shuts his eyes as it spatters his face and drips off his chin.


MALICE
Good choice.


He smiles and stands up.


MALICE
Boys.


McLeish delivers a savage BACKHAND to Lucy’s face, spraying blood from her mouth up the wall and knocking her to the floor. He picks her up by the hair. Out of sight she picks up a jagged sliver of the steel door as she grabs McLeish's belt with her left hand.


LUCY
Ok, ok. Just don't hurt my daughter.


She wipes blood from the corner of her mouth with her index finger and sucks it seductively, looking up at McLeish. Shaw pins Terrys head to the floor with his boot, Terry grimaces in pain.


SHAW
You stay there daddy.


McLeish releases Lucy’s hair and unzips himself. Her hand grips his belt tight. She smiles as she looks up at him. She brings her other hand up fast and stabs him in the groin with the jagged steel. He SCREAMS as she rips it out, blood spurts out of his fly onto her face. She SCREAMS as she stabs him again. Davey strikes her in the right eye, knocking her down. Layla jumps up and rushes to her mother. Malice steps in.


MALICE 
Where you goin?  


He headbutts Layla, BREAKING her nose. He throws her against the wall, she is knocked unconscious and falls behind the sofa. Davey takes two bowie knives and stabs LUCY through both shoulders, pinning her to the floor. She CRIES out in pain as she bleeds and her back arches upwards. Davey tries to pull her shorts down. Her hand finds the right knife and pulls it out, opening his throat in one movement. Blood splatters the ceiling, he collapses on top of her, she struggles in pain underneath the body. Malice SIGHS, casually walks over and pins Lucy's arm to the floor with his boot, drawing his pistol. He grins at Terry, GROANING and struggling with Shaw. Malice SHOOTS Lucy in the face, spraying her brains on the floor. Terry is SCREAMING like a dying animal. Dutton and Doyle go over to help restrain him.


MALICE
Feel like talking to us now big man?


Terry's eyes are bulging out of his head he frees his left arm from the soldiers grip and points at Malice


TERRY
You cunt. You're mine. Do you here me? You're done. You better kill me now cos I ain't telling you nothin. Fuck off.


Malice nods at Shaw who pulls out a machete. He grabs Terry's wrist and in one chop HACKS through his forearm. Terry goes into shock. The severed limb flops to the floor spurting thick splashes of blood rolls towards Malice who picks it up. He pokes Terry in the forehead with the severed limb.


MALICE
I am rapidly losing my patience with you Terrance.


Charles SNORTS. Malice turns and throws the limb at his face.


MALICE (to Charles)
Shut up.


He grabs Terry by the throat.


MALICE
This is all you. You caused this.


From behind the sofa, Layla GROANS as she regains consciousness. Malice looks over his shoulder.


MALICE
Don't worry darlin, Daddys comin.


He turns and walks across the room, Terry is struggling and bleeding. Malice leans over the sofa and picks Layla up, putting her down on the cushions. Dutton and Doyle punch Terry and make him watch.


MALICE
Craven. Please debrief the suspect.


Craven drops his machine gun.


CRAVEN
With pleasure sir.


He kneels in front of Layla. He flicks out a knife and cuts her pants off open and rips them off. He takes out his erect penis. She tenses up as he penetrates her, her knees tremble. Layla cries and bites her lip. Craven turns to the men and grins with pleasure as he thrusts


CRAVEN
Fucking hell boys, she...is...tight.


Terry can see his daughter being raped, in shock, he has stopped struggling, the scene reflected in his brown pupil. A SHOT breaks the window and blows Cravens’ head off, his neck is a smoking, bleeding stump. The corpse falls backwards twitching onto the carpet as Malice and his soldiers are diving for cover. Across the floor, Terry can see Dan's hand twitching. He struggles with Thompson, all the others have taken up defensive positions by the window. More SHOTS RICHOCET off upturned furniture. The soldiers return FIRE blindly out of the window. Thompson's head EXPLODES showering Terry with pieces of brain, he gets to his knees and takes the shotgun. There is a lull in the incoming fire, during which Malice and his boys reload. Terry aims the shotgun at Malice's head.


TERRY
CUNT!


Malice turns and Terry FIRES. The shot Malice's lower jaw away and he grabs his face, ROARING furiously as blood pours through his fingers. With his other hand he raises his rifle and BLOWS Terry's remaining hand away. He then FIRES several times, emptying the clip into Terrys chest. Dan’s eyes open. His body levitates upwards into the middle of the room, a blue light fills the room. A white pulse EXPLODES outwards from him, blowing the soldiers and the walls high out into the night air over the ghetto. Layla looks over and sees her dead mother before a large, heavy piece of plaster buries her.


EXT. ROOFTOP. NIGHT


Through his night-scope, the sniper sees the EXPLOSION. The soldiers fall into the darkness of the lower ghetto as the apartment collapses. The sniper packs up his rifle. Above his head, the wind picks up with the THROB and HUM of an engine. A rope is let down in front of the apartment. The sniper looks through his scope. A cloaked figure slides down and enters the room. The sniper can see the white silhouette of the figure putting a body over each shoulder, taking them outside and attaching the harnesses on the end of the rope. The building CREAKS and shudders. The figure goes back in and checks other bodies. The apartment begins to COLLAPSE in on itself. The figure dives out and gives the rope a tug. The sniper looks in amazement as the Tradesman is whisked up over his head, into the night and the engine THROB fades into the distance. The sniper looks back through his scope at the collapsed apartment. There is one dim source of heat amongst the rubble. The sniper puts the scope in his case and closes it, stands up runs to the edge of the roof and jumps off.


INT. SUBMARINE QUARTERS.


Dan wakes up on a metal table. Water is DRIPPING from one of many pipes above his head. The room is small, low and dimly lit with an orange tint from the light of the blinking medical equipment in the corner. The Tradesman is standing looking at three blue monitors on the wall. Dan turns on his side COUGHING violently, he VOMITS on the metal grill floor.


TRADESMAN
Ah Daniel. Glad to see you're awake. You've been sedated for some time I'm afraid.


Dan spits on the floor and sits up


DAN
What happened?


TRADESMAN
I'm sorry I could not do more.


DAN
Where's Terry and his family? Are they alright?


TRADESMAN
No. Layla and Lucy are dead.


DAN
Oh God.


He slowly swings his legs over the edge of the table and holds his head in his hands. He looks up.


DAN
What about Terry?


TRADESMAN
I managed to save his life but he is not the man you knew.


DAN
I want to see him now.


INT. SUBMARINE BRIDGE.


The ceiling is reinforced glass, giving views of the ocean above. Dan and the Tradesman enter. Terry is standing in the shadows at the end of the room bent over monitors with his back to them.


DAN
Terry?


Dan stares in horror as Terry turns out of the shadows into the blue swirling light. Terry has a metal plate in his chest, metal forearms and huge bionic hands. He looks down and flexes his metal fingers, blue and white circuitry lighting up inside his forearms.


DAN
You alright mate?
Terry looks up, BREATHING heavily, a twisted grin on his face. His jaw is wired together, his face covered in stitches, his left eye has no pupil and is half jet black half blood red. White computer readouts are flickering rapidly behind the pools of color.



Part 15


EXT. PLAYGROUND. NIGHT


A rat scurries through a greasy grey puddle. Hobo PHIL's face is booted down into the muck, his teeth CRACK and splinter and he dribbles blood into the muddy water, GROANING.


                             DUTTON (O.S)
You alright mate? Haha


Phil sees Thompson, Dutton and Doyle standing over him brandishing machetes and grinning. Thompson leers down as he lifts his boot.


THOMPSON
What 'ave we here boys? Don't you hate it when you step in shit!


MALICE (O.S)
BRING 'IM 'ERE!


Malice is standing in front of the crashed helicopter holding a barely conscious hobo, GRANT by the scruff of the neck. Dutton and Doyle pick up Phil by the arms and drag him over, his legs trailing in the mud. Phil and Grant groggily raise their heads and look each other in the face, bruises raised and hair matted with blood. Malice takes out his Desert Eagle and cocks it. A stream of urine seeps out of Grant's ragged trousers. Malice grins down at Phil as he SHOOTS Grant's brains over a pile of rubble. Malice drops Grant's body and jams his gun in Phil's face.


MALICE
SPEAK.


Phil SPLUTTERS.


PHIL
Wotuwaant!?


Doyle grabs Phil by his filthy coat and shakes him like a ragdoll.


DOYLE
Youlittleuckingdirtymuggycunt!  


He slaps the hobo hard in the face, blood and teeth fly out of his mouth. Malice holds up a hand.


MALICE (to Doyle)
Easy Nathan, EASY!...Put 'im back.


Doyle lets Phil go, who collapses to his knees. Malice presses his gun against Phil's forehead.


MALICE
You’re going to tell us about the geezers that came through here earlier.


Malice gets in Phil's face, cocking his head to the side and smiling.


MALICE
Which way did they go?


Phil raises an arthritic hand and points in the direction of a dark alleyway on the other side of the playground.


PHIL
There were two of them, ran off down there. One was local. Never seen the other bloke before. Spoke to some coon in that helicopter. Never saw his face.


Phil doesn't blink as he looks in Malice's eyes. Malice nods and stands up. He turns to Charles and Davey, jutting his chin at them.


MALICE
You two, go check that copter.


They go over and climb inside. Malice shoots Phil in the face without turning around. Dutton and Doyle drop the spurting corpse. Malice walks towards the alleyway, his boys following. Charles and Davey emerge from the helicopter.


CHARLES
Nothin' there sir.


Malice turns to Franks.


MALICE
PURGE


The flamethrower ROARS and spews flame over the Phil and Grant's bodies, the helicopter and the playground. Smoke rises high above the tower blocks as gunships and dropships sweep in over the ghetto.


EXT. ABANDONED FACTORY ROOF. NIGHT


A shadowy figure with a long rifle looks down as Malice and his men stalk cautiously through the maze of alleys.


INT. TERRY’S HOME.


The tea has been drunk and Terry is finishing his story, Lucy and Terry are sitting either side of Dan on a battered sofa. Layla is sitting at her mother's feet playing with a young bull mastiff.


TERRY
...so he disables our chips, talks a load of mumbo-jumbo about Lock's plans for world domination and fucks off!


LUCY
So now what? They won't let you back in the factory without your chip.


She is angry and turns on Dan.


LUCY
and what's your game? Getting my husband mixed up in government plots, what the hell did you think you were doing?


Dan holds his hands up, exasperated.


DAN
What was I supposed to do? They were trying to kill me!


TERRY
Luce.


Layla is rolling a joint.


LAYLA
Will everyone just calm down. You're home now, that's what’s important.


LUCY
Yes, he's home. Out of work and in the company of an enemy of the state. Well done Terry, fucking brilliant.


She throws her arms up at him.


TERRY
Luce, I'm gona sort this.


LUCY
How?
Terry SIGHS and rubs his hand over his face. Layla sparks up the joint. Dan puts his head in his hands.


DAN
Lucy I am truly sorry I got your husband involved in all this. Something is happening to my mind and I don't know what it is.


LUCY
and on top of all this you're a nutjob!?


TERRY
Luce.


                                               DAN
It was a government experiment. I had to get out. Terry saved my life. The least I can do is stick with him until I've paid that debt. To all of you.


Layla looks at him and smiles, offers the joint. Dan waves his hand.


DAN
Thank you but I really shouldn't.


Terry takes the joint off Layla.


TERRY
She really shouldn't.


LAYLA
Daaaaaad!


Terry grins at his daughter. He takes a surly hit on the joint. Layla shakes her head.


LAYLA
Such a hypocrite.


Terry exhales the smoke upwards.


TERRY
What are parents for? There ya go darling.


He passes the joint to Lucy. She takes a toke and passes the joint to Layla.


LUCY
Dan I'm sorry, its the streets out there, I worry so much, and the company ain't much better. I've always asked Terry never to bring his work home with him.


LAYLA
You always taught me to look at people with eyes of compassion, not fear and hate.


LUCY
This is...different.


LAYLA
How?


Dan suddenly looks at the door, his eyes rolled back in his head.


DAN
They've found us.