Short screenplay from the Done Deal Halloween contest.
"Demon Squad"
FADE IN:
EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT
NEWS CAMERA POV
COP CARS with flashing lights block the street. COPS with
their backs to us open fire at unseen targets. A ragged
hail of gunfire.
GIRL REPORTER
--confirmed there have been incidents
all over the city! They're
overrunning the streets. They can't
be stopped. The Mayor has warned
all citizens to stay indoors--
Gunfire rises to frantic levels. Someone SCREAMS. Girl
Reporter flinches.
GIRL REPORTER
Don't go outside tonight! Stay in
your homes! Keep your children safe!
INT. HOSPITAL RECEPTION - NIGHT
A NURSE on duty at the desk.
The entrance doors crash open and three people run inside.
HORST, a huge mercenary armed with a Heckler & Koch MP5 --
DOLLAN, a spike-haired punk carrying a laptop with a dish
gizmo attached -- CINDY, painfully pretty but with eyes as
hard as steel, carrying twin .45 pistols.
NURSE
Stop! You can't come in here!
HORST
(Arnie accent)
Where is Lukas Muller?
NURSE
I'm calling security.
She picks up her phone. Cindy aims a .45 at her face.
CINDY
We are security. Where's the fucking
kid?
INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR - NIGHT
Horst, Dollan and Cindy jog along, looking through doors on
either side.
DOLLAN
Theta waves are everywhere, it's
difficult to pinpoint the exact
source.
HORST
We should nuke the hospital.
CINDY
We're kinda short on thermonuclear
warheads.
HORST
Give me two pounds of plutonium and
I'll make one.
CINDY
I'm all out. Dollan, is that gizmo
of yours working?
Dollan skids to a stop, backtracks, points at a room.
INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - NIGHT
A 12-year-old boy, LUKAS MULLER, lies on the bed with all
kinds of tubes and machines keeping him alive.
A priest, FATHER KELLY, 50s, rises from his seat beside the
bed as Horst, Dollan and Cindy burst in.
FATHER KELLY
What are you doing here?
Dollan examines his laptop, stares at the boy.
DOLLAN
It's him. He's lit up like a
Christmas tree.
HORST
You better wait outside, Father.
This is going to get messy.
Father Kelly steps between them and the bed.
FATHER KELLY
I won't let you harm this child.
CINDY
News flash. This child is already
responsible for the deaths of hundreds
of people. We've got to stop him
before more die.
FATHER KELLY
What are you talking about? You're
mad.
CINDY
Lukas Muller, age 12, knocked down
three hours ago while trick or
treating. Paramedics pronounced him
dead at the scene.
FATHER KELLY
Madness. Get out or I'll throw you
out. Beware the power of God's wrath.
CINDY
Father, listen to me. Something's
happening outside. People are being
killed even as we stand here speaking.
Father Kelly shakes his head in confusion.
EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT
NEWS CAMERA POV
GIRL REPORTER
Ohmigod ohmigod ohmigod!
Behind her the Cops continue firing at--
A LINE OF HORROR MOVIE CREATURES. Lumbering Frankenstein
Monsters. Cloak-wearing Draculas. Hairy Wolfmen. Bandaged
Mummies. Pointy-hat Witches from Wizard of Oz. Skeleton
Men. White-sheet Ghosts. Dozens of them, advancing down
the street.
A Wolfman leaps onto a car roof, his claws slash Cop #1's
throat open.
A Dracula sinks his fangs into Cop #2's neck.
GIRL REPORTER
Let's get the fuck out of here!
NEWS CAMERA POV shakes wildly as we chase after Girl Reporter.
INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - NIGHT
FATHER KELLY
Who are you people? The FBI?
CINDY
Let's just say we work for the
government and leave it at that.
FATHER KELLY
I seriously doubt you have the
authority to shoot a helpless child
in cold blood. Have you considered
the harm you will be doing your own
souls?
Horst pulls back the slide on his MP5. Father Kelly is
horrified.
CINDY
This isn't something a prayer can
fix, Father. Please. Get out of
the way. Let us do our job.
FATHER KELLY
And how do you know this, this poor
boy, is responsible for the horror
you describe?
Dollan turns around, "scanning" with his laptop and dish.
CINDY
The paramedics filed a report on
their computer. It got routed to
our office. Lukas Muller was
clinically dead for seven minutes.
Suddenly he sat up and said, "I can
make Halloween real." You know what?
He did. That's exactly when they
started crawling out of the woodwork.
That's when the first deaths occurred.
FATHER KELLY
What you describe is impossible.
CINDY
You'd think, wouldn't you?
DOLLAN
We got Theta radiation sources
approaching the hospital from all
directions.
He looks at the boy.
DOLLAN
It's him. He knows we're here.
He's calling for help.
HORST
Nothing personal, Father, but if you
don't move, I will have to shoot
you.
Father Kelly spreads his arms wide.
FATHER KELLY
Then shoot me, my son, for I cannot
stand by and let an innocent die.
Cindy whacks him on the head with her pistol, and catches
him as he sags.
CINDY
Forgive me, Father.
She drags him aside. Horst takes aim at the boy.
INT. HOSPITAL RECEPTION - NIGHT
The Nurse talks urgently to two SECURITY GUARDS and points
to the elevators. They all look round as the entrance doors
crash open and a horde of Creatures enters.
NURSE
Hey, this is a hospital, no trick or
treat...
A Dracula glides up to her and stares into her eyes. The
Nurse's expression goes slack. The Dracula buries his fangs
in her neck.
The Security Guards draw their guns but they're overwhelmed
by the Creatures and dragged down before they can fire a
single shot.
AT THE ELEVATOR DOORS
A Frankenstein Monster stares at the buttons, trying to figure
them out.
A Wolfman steps up beside him. His hairy paw slaps a button.
DING! The door slides open. The Frankenstein Monster grunts,
and lumbers inside. The Wolfman and other Creatures squeeze
in after him until they're all crushed together like a charity
stunt. The last one in is a Mummy. The door slides shut.
DING! The door slides open again. The Mummy is pushed out.
A Dracula points at a sign. MAXIMUM LOAD 20 PERSONS. The
door shuts again leaving the Mummy behind. The Mummy MOANS.
INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - NIGHT
Horst lowers his MP5 without shooting.
CINDY
For Christ's sake, do it.
HORST
I can't. My own son... the memories
haunt me still.
CINDY
Damn your emotional baggage. Then I
guess it's up to me.
She steps up beside the boy. Puts a gun to his head.
CINDY
Sorry sweetie. You should have
learned to keep your mutant
telekenetic powers under control.
Especially at Halloween.
The boy's eyes snap open! Cindy starts in surprise. She
recovers, and thumbs back the hammer. He stares at her.
Sweat drips from her forehead. Her shaking finger tightens
on the trigger--
Her eyes flick to the window. The curtains are moving. She
spins round and takes aim with both guns.
A cloaked Dracula glides out from behind the curtains. His
hypnotic eyes fix on Cindy. Her face goes slack, her eyes
cross, her tongue sticks out, she slowly lowers her guns.
DOLLAN
Dude's got control of Cindy's mind!
Horst, do something!
Horst takes aim but the Dracula stares at him with glowing
eyes, and Horst freezes.
Father Kelly rises from the floor holding a wooden crucifix.
FATHER KELLY
Back, thing of evil. Back, I say!
The Dracula bares his fangs and retreats toward the window.
Father Kelly follows him. The Dracula hits the window sill
and topples out -- grabs Kelly's jacket sleeve -- pulls him
out after him.
FATHER KELLY
AAAAAAAAAaaaaaaaaaaahhh--!
He's gone!
Horst and Cindy shake their heads, waking up.
DOLLAN
Cindy, are you all right?
CINDY
Son of a bitch made me come in my
pants.
DOLLAN
I hate when that happens.
Cindy looks down -- sees the crucifix Father Kelly must have
dropped. She snatches it up, shows it to the boy. He SCREAMS
and covers his face with his arms. His reaction surprises
Cindy. Dollan presses forward and works his laptop.
CINDY
He's not a mutant telekinetic. He's
possessed!
DOLLAN
Confirmed! Level one demonic
infestation. It's inside him.
HORST
Switching to silver ammo.
Horst ejects his MP5's magazine and slams in a new magazine
from his belt. Dollan steps out of harm's way.
CINDY
Forget it. Cellular regeneration
will outstrip damage.
HORST
What?
CINDY
His wounds will close up quicker
than you can shoot bullets.
DOLLAN
Then what do we do?
The door slams open -- Creatures push into the room.
Horst and Dollan retreat to the bed. A Frankenstein Monster
swats Horst's MP5 out of his hands. They wrestle like WWF
heavyweights, grunting and snarling. A Wicked Witch swings
her broom at Dollan who ducks and retreats.
DOLLAN
You better think of something, Cindy!
And make it fast!
Cindy bends over the boy and whispers while he stares up at
her with crazy eyes.
CINDY
Was it really an accident? Or did
you give that wheel a little nudge,
huh? Just enough to hit the boy?
The boy grins madly.
CINDY
Nice touch with the monsters. Pretty
classy. Shows imagination. But if
you don't come out of there and get
lost? I'll show the boy my titties.
She opens her top shirt buttons. The boy's grin vanishes.
CINDY
Care to guess how powerful the hormone
reaction of a 12-year-old boy will
be? You'll be ejected from his body --
the hard way.
Cindy opens more buttons. A glimpse of lacy bra and succulent
breasts.
CINDY
Just think of the embarrassment.
Having to tell your demon buddies
how you left your host. Whoosh!
What a rush! Well, get ready. Here
they come...
The boy frantically shakes his head from side to side.
Cindy steps back and turns her head away, as--
A SHOCK WAVE ripples outward from the bed, blowing through
the room like a storm wind, knocking everyone down.
The wind dies away. Horst, Dollan and Cindy slowly pick
themselves up. The Creatures are gone. As if they never
existed. The boy lies peacefully asleep on the bed.
CINDY
Happy Halloween, freak.
The boy opens his eyes and looks blankly at Cindy.
BOY
Where am I? What happened?
CINDY
Don't worry, kid. You'll be okay.
INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR - NIGHT
Horst, Dollan and Cindy jog along.
FREEZE FRAME.
SUPER: DEMON SQUAD
EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT
NEWS CAMERA POV
Cop cars and burning fires in background.
GIRL REPORTER
--unconfirmed reports of a trio of
heroes who took on the creatures at
the local hospital, and somehow sent
them all back to whatever Hell they
came from. This is Shelley Longhorn,
reporting for Channel Kay Nine--
CUT TO BLACK:
CUE STIRRING ROBOCOP-TYPE MUSIC.
FADE OUT
10/05
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