In the beginning...
North Chicago
The view of the skyline from the lake
Hexagonal building surrounded by a high brick gate, crowned with black
iron spikes. Words on the wall "Zoerleck Industries Development and
Research Institute"
(Four small panels surround the large view of the buildings interior)
A man in a lab coat mixing potions
Internal security guards wield glowing weapons as they man their posts
Scientists look forward at an advanced machine humming with power and
brilliantly lit up
Corporate executives' video conference
Throughout its corridors brilliant men endeavor at magnificent tasks to
expand man's comprehension of the universe... and his influence over it.
Hands place a large, jagged black crystal into a metal housing
(Larger view)
A woman in a lab coat maneuvers the workings of the hatch sealing the
crystal inside wall unit hatch
Belle Hutchinson, research assistant
(Large panel)
Across the lab another scientist peers into the viewport of his workstation.
Belle walks toward him
(Small Panel)
Close up
Belle
I've inventoried the last of the quartzite
The man stays fixed on his viewport
Dr Churchill
Martian Quartzite! Yes, thank you Belle. One more thing, there is an
envelope on my desk for Ian Jeffries take it and the briefcase beside my
desk over to his office on your way out for me and that will be all for today.
Belle is unhappily surprised
Dr. Churchill (voice)
I'll see you in the morning.
She stands behind him as he continues to stare into the viewport
Belle
My way out!? I thought that I was going to help you with the status
presentation?
(Close up)
Dr Churchill
Computer, begin recording...As the different wavelengths filter from the
crystal they emit variations in color which I have set to index.
Belle looks into the viewport
Belle
I haven't finished calibrating the encephalo-monicle, how are you
oscillating frequencies?
Dr Churchill (voice)
I completed the audio array allowing the control matrix to translate verbal
command
She hugs Dr, Churchill
Belle
You've established a secondary command control! That's fantastic!
Dr Churchill
"Pause recording"
(Close up)
Dr Churchill
The briefcase Belle?
(Close up)
Belle
I don't get it, all this time assisting you and I can't help with the
presentation?
Looking into the viewport
Dr Churchill
Don't worry dear you will receive your full and due credit.
(Close up)
Dr. Churchill
...that is if you are capable of doing as you are told
(Long thin panel)
Her eyes and wrinkled nose
(Small circular panel, inside a larger panel)
Dr, Churchill looking into his viewport
(Larger panel)
The door slams
His hand slides from his pocket holding a cell phone
Cell to his ear, from behind
Dr Churchill
I'll be leaving here at seven-thirty sharp Remember flawless
The white halls of Zoerleck Industries
(Fish-eye view)
Five suited men walk the gleaming halls
(Closer view)
Their names below them
Melvin Toot - Bailey - Mark Saylor's - Goddard - Cuffman
(Larger view, different angle)
Goddard
Mr. Dietrich is becoming a liability that I am no longer willing to tolerate.
Bailey
Our obligation to the government is becoming a quiet the encumbrance.
Toot
We must reassess our timeline
Cuffman
I don't think I can tolerate the redundancy of this conversation. I warned
you all this medieval bartering. Had we dealt in numbers we could have
financed emancipation from any external obligations. How I allowed this
"non-financial" rubbish to get my approval is baffling
(Close up)
Toot, Bailey, Goddard and Cuffman all glance back at Saylor's
Saylor's
First and foremost Mr. Goddard...
(Same view)
Saylor's now in front of the others
Saylor's
...do not overstep your bounds within this institutes hierarchy
(Larger view)
Saylor's
The compound is priceless, regardless of perspective, scientific potential or
price index. Only twenty-one pounds in all existence and Zoerleck
Industries controls it.
(Rear view)
Saylor's entering a conference room with the others behind him
(Same view)
The other men inside the room
...need I remind you that we are in the "business of science?"
The pneumatic doors slide closed
(View of the coast from the ocean)
On the timeless horn of Africa...
War-torn Somalia
Many sun scorched miles into the desert the struggling township of Nana
hue.
(Larger view)
Children gather around a man paused in the doorway of an awaiting car
Young Man
...I'll be back
(Frontal view)
The small crowd of children
Kid 1
Promise Pey-Pey?
(Close up of Pey-Pey above the crowd of bald heads
Kid 2
Yeah promise!
Kid 3
Promise
(Close up)
Pey-Pey
I promise, just don't send "the Great Hunter" after me
(Larger view)
They all chant and step
(Same view)
They step the opposite way
Children
Hoo!
They group hug him
(Silhouette top of the page)
Pey-Pey
I love you guys
(From behind)
The car and it pulls away from the children
(Exterior view)
Zoerleck Industries
(Zoom in)
(From behind)
Dr, Churchill stands in front of an elongated table of the executives of ZI.
Dr. Churchill
...the sub-atomic nickel/iron particle core is accelerated to .998 the speed
of light within the crystals interior hollowed into a dodecahedron geometric
shape. The multiple surfaces both reflect and amplify the particles motion
for dynamic energy generation. The unique elemental properties of the
crystal cam then are manipulated to harness and filter the energy
generated
(Close up)
Saylor's
We have read the reports doctor. The "money shot" Dr, Churchill...
(Dr Churchill's squinted eyes)
Saylor's (voice)
...have you developed an offensive application?
(The light of the laser beam streams out of the remote extended from
behind by Dr. Churchill blurred in the background)
Dr Churchill
I have.
The screen display-the EM-Cannon
Lines intersect on different points of the weapon
Dr Churchill (voice)
Gentlemen...the "EM-Cannon"
(Three panels)
(Another machine flips on-screen, another, another)
Dr Churchill (voice)
I have been able to develop a multitude of potential applications, all with
full schematics and functioning prototypes
(Two smaller panels opposite a large center panel)
(Close up)
Toot
How powerful is this "EM-Cannon"
Goddard
We must reiterate that a super-weapon is in order
(Facing his audience)
Dr Churchill
Gentlemen Please! The"EM-Gen" has evolutionary potential. Far more
than just weaponry. The preliminary tests-
Voice
Doctor...
(Close up)
Saylor's
...we know full well of your alternative fuel ideas...
(Close up)
Cuffman
...and we've decided that it is of no interest to us
(Full view)
Dr. Churchill
We agreed when I signed on that I would be given a certain degree of
autonomy
(Close up)
Saylor's
With your success at reaching certain benchmarks toward the goals of this
institute
(Papers hit the table)
(Close up)
Dr Churchill
This isn't fuel alternatives! With this direction competent vision could end
mankind's dependence on fossil fuels... indefinitely!
(Close up)
Saylor's
Until you provide a realized weapon all other ideas will remain mere
contemplation.
(Long panel Saylor's mouth)
Saylor's
Now...the weapon Dr Churchill!
(Silhouette)
(A man walking)
(Center page)
Dr, Churchill and another man avoid colliding
Man
Churchill!
Dr Churchill
Ian!
(Small panel / bottom left)
Ian
I got your message
(Small panel / bottom right)
Churchill
Then we can skip pleasantries Ian
(Long panel / Close up)
Ian
Oh how I await the day your "nutty professing" brings you a fitting end rids
me of you
(Long panel / Close up)
Churchill
Keep your word and your debt will be expunged
(Dr. Churchill brushes shoulders as he presses passes him)
(Close up)
(Dr. Churchill looks ahead)
Ian (voice)
We are not done!
(A finger presses the numbers on a phone)
(Dr. Churchill turns in his office chair, cell phone to his ear)
Dr. Churchill
We're green, I'm leaving mow
He checks his watch
("7:30" analog display)
(Half of his face / opposite half of the clock)
Cuffman
Where the devil is he?
(Larger view)
(Saylor's looking out of the glass conference room door)
Voice
I'll call his office
(On his cell phone)
Saylor's
This is Saylor's; get over to Raymond Churchill's office!
The parking garage
( behind the wheel of his car)
Churchill
Sorry Rusty
(His foot floors the gas pedal)
"SKREEEEEEEECH"
(His car speeds past the rows of cars)
The wooden arm at the security booth with Churchill's car speeding toward
it
(The security guard dives into the booth)
(The wooden arm in splinters as the barrels through)
(The darkened partial view of his hat as he watches the brake lights)
(Long panel)
Black
(Long panel)
Shadows streak and blur
(Long panel / Circular panel in the center)
Black forest lines the roadside
(Churchill close up)
(Long panel)
The rear view mirror illuminates his eyes
(Long panel)
Headlights in the rearview mirror
(Long panel)
His hands tighten on the steering wheel
(Long Panel)
The lights are brighter and closer
(Long panel)
Closer the lights jerk aside
Stars and Bars flap violently, tethered from the cab. A bald man flails his
fist from the passenger's side. Three men rage from the truck bed
He screams through the glass
Churchill
You don't scare me!
(Two page panel)
The three skinheads leaning over the truck-side
Skinhead 1
Wogey, bogey nigger! Wogey, bogey!
Skinhead 2
Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaagh!
Skinhead 3
We're gonna get you nigger!
(Front view)
The truck smashes against the car
(Close-up)
Churchill
What the hell did you think you were doing!?
Holding official United States Marine Corps stationary
"Dishonorable Discharge"
Across the kitchen in the background Peyton stands against the counter
Peyton
I was done, "Mac" was dead and we left Fujikawa beach we littered with
bodies...children dad! Kids, ten and twelve and some of them didn't even
have weapons, just tools! They labeled Fujikawa, serious military threat!
(Long panel)
Raymond's eyes lowered
Peyton (voice)
Not a damn soldier among'em!
(Long Panel)
His eyes raised
Raymond
You were serving your country
Peyton
You mean preserving
my country and it was the last f *# straw! Stolen
power from betrayed trust from those goddamn bi-partisan gang bangers!
Playing chess with soldiers lives!
Churchill
And on every level, social, economic or industrial, still the best goddamn
country on earth
Peyton
Spreading their dominion and it cost me my brother
Raymond
Son, think about what you've thrown away? Retirement, benefits, your
medals and honors?
Peyton
Are you listening old man? "We" earned those medals. "We" bled,
murdered and destroyed for those honors. Us dad, "Mac" and me.
Raymond
Sometimes you have to keep realize the greater good; There are tough
roads to travel and hard choices to make. Soldiers like you and your
brother traverse those roads. Honor or curse you were and your brothers
were serving the greater good...
(Close up)
Peyton's face filled with rage
Raymond (voice)
...for the benefit of many
Peyton
All we wanted was you. "Mac and I didn't choose this path on arbitrary
patriotism dad. We did the one thing we could to make you love us again,
hell even talk to us again! When we lost mom the first thing you did was
ship us to the academy, like you blamed us. Now my brother is gone too!
Raymond
Son! I know I wasn't the model as far as fathers go but I'm not a damn
animal. I never blamed you boys, I just. Couldn't do it without her
(His arms locked on the counter)
Peyton
Did you try?
(Half of Raymond's face with Peyton in the background)
Peyton
We didn't just lose her...we lost you too!
(Ultra close-up)
Raymond
I did the best I could
(Close-up)
Peyton
The f *# you did!
(Close-up)
Raymond with his eyes closed
"SLAM"
(Half of his face / blurry plane full of passengers in the background)
Peyton's eyes snap open
The tires of the planes landing gear screech and smoke as they touch
down
Peyton looking out of the window from the backseat of a cab.
The Chicago skyline
The neighborhood
(Full page)
The cab drives off, Peyton looking at the house from the sidewalk
Key in the lock
He stands just inside the front door looking at his childhood home
Walking up the stairs
He peers into his father's office
(Close up)
A picture of his mother
He enters his old bedroom
His hand holding a picture of "Mac" and himself
He descends the stairs
(Sid view)
Peyton standing in front of an open refrigerator
Splashing onto the couch he aims the remote
(Four panels)
Peyton drifts horizontally to asleep
(Long panel)
View from behind the couch of a dark family, with intermittent light from the
television
(Same view)
"CRASH''
(Same view)
A head snaps over the back of the couch
Peyton
Dad?
"CRASH-CRASH"
(Same view)
"Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha"
(Ultra close up)
Peyton's eyes and right ear, as he looks aside right
"Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha"
(Ultra close up)
His eyes forward
Fire overtaking the TV and entertainment center
(Ultra close up)
His eyes left
Smoke and fire in all directions
Over the couch
Peyton runs through the smoky hall
He crashes through the backdoor
He collides with someone
They tumble through the rail falling off the deck
(Opposite panels)
(Left panel)
A skinhead picking himself up
(Right panel)
Peyton recovering
(Smaller opposite panels-between the larger two)
Close up
(Left panel)
Peyton
Who the hell are you?
(Right panel)
Skinhead 1
Who the hell are you?
(Side view)
They stand face to face
Peyton
I live hear asshole
Skinhead
Not anymore nigg-
(Rear view)
The skinhead is jarred from his feet by Peyton's uppercut
(Full page)
He stands triumphant over the downed skinhead
Peyton
What was that?
(Same view half page panel)
He is tackled from the side
(Close up)
Looking up from his Peyton wipes blood from his mouth
Skinhead 2 (voice)
Gotcha nigger!
(Full page)
The second skinhead stands over him. Behind him the first baldhead is
helped to his feet by a third
Looking up at his attacker
Peyton
You picked the wrong house cue-ball
(Half page)
The three skinheads stand together
Skinhead 3
Look who's talking spear-chucker!
(Side view)
Silhouetted in front of the blazing house
Peyton kicks the first skin backwards into the others
Skinhead 2 lunges around the others
(Close up)
Surprise on his face as Peyton's hands clutch his arm
(Larger view / Silhouetted)
Peyton flips him over him
He evades another's blow
Elbowing him to the dirt
Standing over the last he turns his head slightly
Peyton (thinking)
Voices
Three skinheads round the corner of the house
Looking the other way four more run toward him
Peyton
F *!
He stands ready
Skinheads (voices)
Hey! Who's that? Get' em! Kill that Jig!
He leg sweeps the first two
Grabbing one tossing him into several others
Tackled, they dog pile on him
(Close up)
His face partially visible under the heap of assailants his eyes close
(Close up)
Peyton's eyes snap open
Peyton
Ahhh!
He kicks burning debris off his legs
Rolls to his feet
(Larger view)
(Silhouette)
He stands in front of the diminishing fire
South Cicero...The industrial district
An abandoned steel mill black and lifeless
Inside
Several skinheads walk forward from the garage, the giant door closing
behind them
The supremely renovated and brightly lit interior is adorned with long,
draping red banners with Swastikas or crossed red hammers
"Red Hammer Boys"
Several men walk off in a different direction
The three leading continue upon a metal stairwell
They walk the causeway at the top.
The leader turns into a room the other two stand guard at the door
Inside he sits and activates a monitor on the desk
A shaded figure appears "on-screen"
Shaded figure
Chucky Barnes, ahead of schedule
Chucky
Mission complete Benefactor, the house is destroyed
Benefactor
Congratulations Mr. Barnes, looks like an execution bonus is in order.
He stares forward
Benefactor (voice)
Something else I should know?
Chucky
We had a visitor
Benefactor
Who?
Chucky
Some jig I think we suprised'em robbing the place
Benefactor
Don't think Chucky, you're no good at it. I want to know who it was and
what the hell he was doing there!
Chucky
I already took care of it
Benefactor
Be sure Mr. Barnes. I like my business like your head, clear and free of
obstacles. I see one hair, I cut it off
Chucky
Of course Benefactor
The screen blackens
Chucky exits the room
His lieutenants scurry to catch up as Chucky rushes past
Chucky
Recall the troops we're going back.
Reich
What?
Nerd
Why Chucky?
Chucky pauses on the causeway, between the two heads. Behind him a
terrace wall ends the causeway.
Chucky
Benefactor wants to know who that jig was and what he was doing there
Between two heads
Reich
Toast Chuck
Between two heads
Reich
Yeah Chuck, we threw that log on the fire
Between two heads
Chucky
Shut it Reich. Last you saw of him was looking up from lying on your ass!
Walking onto the terrace
Chucky
Now try to stand there like a proud white soldier
Chucky looks out over the terrace, below him dozens of skinheads
congregate
His right arm raised in salute
Chucky
White Power, Red Hammer!
(Larger view)
(The skinheads salutes)
Skinheads
White Power, Red Hammer!
(Close up)
Chucky
The red is for the pure blood of our ancestors and the hammer is for
shedding the blood of our enemies paving the path of victory! Proud
Aryans, the future is ours!
(Larger view)
Arms raised above their heads
Skinheads
Seig Heil! Seig Heil!
Reich steps forward
Reich
All "SS" to the War-chamber!
(Large view)
Five "SS" soldiers stand around the war table as Chucky walks toward
them
The table is hairless, tall and illuminated white from its interior. The table
top bears their crest, crossed hammers
(Close up)
Leaning forward over the table top
Chucky
We're going back. Benefactor is curious about that jig
(Same view)
All looking toward Chucky
Nerd
We already thru that log on the fire
(Larger view)
They laugh collectively
(Close up)
Chucky
Then you better hurry the hell up!
Reich
"SS" let's move!
Peyton stares into the dwindling fire
Peyton (thinking)
Where the hell is the fire department? No nosey neighbors, police, nothing!
"CRASH"
His head snaps toward the noise
(Distant view)
From the other side of the burning rubble the crashing boards are easily
discerned off to the side
Peyton (thinking)
Happy Birthday dad
A black van cruises through the neighborhood
Inside
Reich at the wheel, Nerd beside him and Chucky in the back
Reich
I don't see anything
Nerd
You sure you know how to run a fanning circular perimeter?
Reich
Just because you're a "Nerd" don't mean other people don't know stuff.
"BRRRRRRRRRR"
Chucky sits centered just behind them
His foot on the back of Reich's chair and a cell phone to his ear
Chucky
Shut the f *% up Reich...Benefactor? My soldiers are searching the
neighborhood now...yes Benefactor
(Frontal view)
Reich smiles as Nerd covers his mouth
(Close up)
Voices
"Che-he-he"
Chucky
Something funny apes?
Nerd looking back at Chucky
Nerd
You Chucky..."yes Benefactor"
Nerd flies forward from Chucky kicking the back of his chair
Chucky (voice)
I won't sound so funny when I'm kicking your ass!
(Close up)
Chucky grits his teeth in anger
Reich (voice)
Yes'em boss...yes'em
(Same view)
His angry expression grows angrier
(Reich falls forward)
Chucky (voice)
Just drive ape!
(Long panel)
A.M. Downtown, the Drop Inn Motel
The Drop Inn Motel
(Rear view)
Peyton looks out the window, on the phone
Peyton
...you couldn't miss'em, nine skinheads, tossing Molotov cocktails at my
house!
(Side view / Close up)
The phone to his ear
Peyton
I'm reporting it now!
Slamming the receiver into its base
His arms outstretched, Peyton falls backward on to the bed
(Side view)
He lands on the bed
(Long panel / Outside)
Chicago skyline horizons the background of the Drop Inn Motel
(Long panel)
Zoom in
(Long panel)
The smaller buildings blur closer to the skyscrapers. The tallest, a black
spire centered with a white strip of letters aligned down
(Long pane / Closer)
"OMNICORE"
(Closer)
The penthouse, office of Jacquelyn Turner, Chief operations officer for
Omnicore petroleum
An opaque figure in the background, an out-stretched finger reaches
forward tapping a console on the desk
Across the room, bookcases reaching to the ceiling slide apart
Widened, they reveal a large monitor
(Same view)
Chucky Barnes appears on-screen. "Identity scramble" flashing in the
corner of the screen
(On-screen)
Benefactor
Better be good Mr. Barnes
Chucky
We looked all night...nothing
Turner/Benefactor
I don't like loose ends
Chucky
Eyes for the Red Hammer are all over-
Chucky's image on the large monitor
Chucky
I'll decorate my boots with his black ass he shows up anywhere in
Chicago!
Chucky stands at the World table of the "SS" room looking up to his
monitor hanging from above at the table's center
Benefactor (voice)
Don't wait for in to show up monkey, go get him. I'm clocking you simian
Chucky on large monitor, his right arm extended out of view
Chucky
You will see the strength of the Red Hamm-
(Black panel)
A miniscule blip of white light at the center of the screen
Benefactor (voice)
That will be all Mr. Barnes
The room slowly turns 180* to "Jackie" Turner at her desk. Her eyes under
a strip of light
The monitor displays
"Incoming "
A punishing fist smashes a charred wooden plank to splinters
(Larger view)
Peyton stands tensely amidst the rubble
Peyton (thinking)
Where are you!?
His clenched fist blurred in the foreground, a cab on the street in the
distance
Majestic Zoerleck Industries with the cab arriving
Peyton looks up at as he exits the taxi cab
(Larger view / from behind)
Peyton walks through the marbled lobby approaching the massive
receptionist's desk
His hands on the desk, just above his waist
Peyton
Hi, will you direct me to Raymond Churchill's office or lab or whatever?
(Peyton's silhouette in the foreground with the receptionist looking up at
him)
Receptionist
One moment sir
She reaches aside
A manicured finger depresses a button
(Same view)
Receptionist
Mr. Saylor's, there is another man here looking for Dr. Churchill
Looking down to her
Peyton
I didn't ask for anybody named Saylor's
Her hand secures her earpiece
(He leans in)
Peyton
You know what...
(Same view)
He juts aside
His form slightly on panel with the receptionist reaching
Receptionist
Sir...?
(Larger view)
High up from behind
Receptionist
...if you'll just wait one moment...
(Left panel)
Peyton in the foreground looking back at the receptionist
(Right panel / same view)
He turns forward
(Half-page panel / from behind)
Peyton stops short, Saylor's standing front of him
Mr. Saylor's
Don't be upset with Ms. Bennett she is merely doing as I've asked.
(Close up)
Saylor's reaching out his hand
Saylor's
How may I assist you?
Peyton standing in front of Saylor's
Peyton
You can't
(Same view)
Guards surround Peyton
(Same view)
Peyton
Alright, let's try again. I'm looking for my father, Dr. Raymond Churchill. He
didn't come home last night and I need to find him
(From above)
Peyton encircled by Zoerleck Security across from Saylor's
Mr. Saylor's
I'm must apologize I don't believe that I can help you. Good day
A guard on either side clutch Peyton's arms to detain him
(Same view)
He flips the two guards to the ground
(From above)
The cadre of security leaps at Peyton
Crashing glass
(Side view)
Peyton crashes through the pneumatic glass doors
In a heap, he lands at the feet of a stranger
Stranger (voice)
I guess all the minorities are getting that treatment today
An extended hand near his head as Peyton tries to rise to his feet
Peyton
My bad
(Face to face)
Stranger
I'm good.
(Close up)
Stranger
Roman Bilducea, the Chicago Herald
(Side view)
The men shaking hands
Peyton
Peyton Churchill
(Peyton's view)
Roman
Did you say Churchill?
Lighted neon sign
"Three-point line sports bar"
(Large view)
The cocktail waitress crosses as Peyton and Roman sit secluded in the
back of the bar
(Close up)
A beer mug hits the table
Peyton (voice)
You found his car!?
(Close up)
A wisp of smoke trails past Roman who gazing intently
Roman
The police found his car, in a ditch off Western Ave at about 4am this
morning. The ringer was finding his house, or rather his charred foundation
for a house
(Long Panel / Close up)
Peyton on the far left
Peyton
Skinheads. They firebombed our house last night. 'Got three of 'em before
they beat me with the numbers game
(Long Panel / Close up)
Roman on the far right
Roman
Skinheads? Let me guess, wearing jackets with red hammers?
(Long Panel / Close up)
Peyton on the far left
Peyton
Yeah, you know these apes?
(Long Panel / Close up)
Roman on the far right
Roman
The Red Hammer Boys! Neo-Nazi losers looking for a scapegoat.
Peyton
Do you know where I can find them?
Roman
I'll get you everything on these baldheads under one condition...I get to
cover it for the Herald
Peyton
Deal. Now these Red Hammer Boyz, they got friends of money?
Roman
They're relatively new on the scene but they've been busy all over town
including the burbs and doin some serious damage
Peyton
Seen it. They laughed as they destroyed my house uninterrupted. No
neighbors watchin, no sirens, not even one damn fire truck! Chi-town finest
didn't know and didn't want to. Who's got it like that?
Roman's outstretched hand drops his empty shot glass
Roman
Not too many Titans in that pantheon, especially when you factor in the
helpful folks at Z.I.
Grabbing his jacket
Roman
I gotta get to my computer
They quickly exit the booth
AM, the Adam P Clayton Building
Peyton snaps up from sleep, sweating and panting
He moves his head side to side
His surroundings, an apartment
"Tik-tik-tik-tik-tik-tik-"
As Peyton enters the hallway
Roman's face slightly aglow from his computer monitor behind him across
the room Peyton stands in the doorway
Roman
Sleeping beauty! Glad you're up; I gotta get down to the Herald and see
whats hit the fan
Peyton
Can I catch a ride? I need to see someone
Roman still focused on his task
Roman
See you in twenty
-The short brick wall reads "Hayden Park
Cemetery"
Roman's car drives into view
A shoe darts from the bottom of the card door
Roman
I assumed you meant a live someone
Peyton from the side stands looking into the cemetery
Peyton
I don't have to tell you about assuming
View of Peyton from the front with Roman's car behind him and Roman
looking toward him
Roman
Yove've got my cell, hit me up later
Rear view of the rear tire in motion, spitting dust
The dust plum surrounds Peyton motionless
Deep into the cemetery he stands in front of a mauousoleum, "Churchill"
with on the nameplate
Peyton
You watchin this Mac? Took me two years to get back here. I know this
wouldn't be easy but I didn't expect the damn twilight zone. I'll promise you
this I will find dad.
Leaves crunch under foot
Peyton peers around the corner
A beam of light reflects into his eyes
He follows the glare to a courtyard where he sees a metallic briefcase
Voice
Well...pick it up!
He moves closer and sees the hand radio on top of it
He picks it up
Peyton
Who is this?
Voice
Your father left this for you
Peyton
If you've hurt him things are gonna get unpleasant, now where is he!?
Voice
I don't know but he asked me to give this to you if you ever came looking
for him. Here it is concluding my obligation to your troublesome clan,
goodbye!
Peyton
Who is this!?
From a distance Peyton surrounded by an empty cemetery
Roman exits the elevator and navigates the newsroom maelstrom
He walks past another reporter
Reporter 1
You don't have anything left do you "Bilbo"? "Scientist Disappears". Ooooh,
Pulitzer stuff
Roman continues toward him
Reaching the Chief's desk
Two women enter passing by him
Reporter 2
Hey Roman we just read your article, deep stuff
Reporter 3
Yeah, too bad the Chief didn't bury it
Both
Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha-Ha!
The Chicago Herald open full spread comes crashing down to the desk
Turner
Son of a bitch!
She taps the access panel on her desk
Across her office a large picture retracts and Chucky Barnes appears
Turner
I warned you Mr. Barnes
Chucky
Benefactor, my soldiers have been out all night and we will continue until
we find him
Turner
Let me give you a little piece to the puzzle. It was the son of Churchill. The
entire story is in the goddamn newspaper!
Chucky
I'm sorry Benefactor. We will find him
Turner
No, I'm the one who's sorry for trusting your Nazi-ass! You have twelve
hours to find the doctor's son and erase him. Put somebody on finding the
reporter that wrote this article. I want to know where he is 24hours a day,
do you understand to Neanderthal?
Chucky
Yes Benefactor
Turner
Like your intelligence my patients has limits and I won't waste my time with
any more threats
She cuts the transmission
The screen flashes "Incoming transmission K Eddington"
Turner
Damn!
-Downtown
Peyton walks the busy street
Small panel: His eyes
Address after address
"Rush Computers"
Small panel: His eyes widen
Holding the key up, its tag reads "Rush Computers"
Key in the lock
From the interior the light pierces the dark room as the door opens
He walks thru the dim room
At the counter he opens the case revealing the lone computer disk
It slides into the computer
The monitor sparks to life with an image of Raymond Churchill
Churchill
Hello son. I hope you're well, if you are viewing this I fear I am not so well.
This steps which have led to you coming into possession of this briefcase
were only to have happened in the event of my death. I apologize for how
we parted ways son and I regret not being able to amend that and now I
must impart to you further grim news. Listen carefully, my demise is
undoubtedly due to adversarial elements of my work and although
secretive with its fruition a dangerous degree of notoriety has accumulated
to this point.
He turns aside to a mechanical set-up
Churchill
This is the "EM-Gen", the electromagnetic frequency generator and the
basis of "EM-Tech". The "EM-Tech" technology is designed to harness the
energies of the electromagnetic spectrum, creating a seemingly limitless
source of energy with the potential to end mankind's dependence upon
fossil fuels. From outer space to aerospace, simple machinery to personal
conveyance. I've re-designed the infrastructure of major portions of science
and industry finally after more than two decades of research a
breakthrough, thanks to our government's Martian rovers. The discovery of
a unique mineral compound I can only theorize to have undergone a
radical metamorphosis similar to the dynamic of coal to diamond to
describe its origins and deemed "Martian Quartzite."
Holding a small black crystal
Churchill
It was the final variable to my equation and the foundation of my "EMTech."
These accomplishments sown in pride became arrogance,
narrowing my perspective leading to my incidental underestimation of the
causal effects. Not everyone would be accepting of these vast changes.
Some could not understand my altruistic goals or allow any fiscal
opportunities to go untenured. For example the combustion engine, utilized
by millions globally generating billions in revenue. Supported by a
thousand secondary industries, employing hundreds of thousands now
imagine rendering this engine suddenly obsolete. What economic windfall
would this bring about? Countless reasons for fear and mistrust generated
a gallery of opponents. Corporations, governments and various
organizations around the world concerted, interested or angry with the very
idea of "EM-Tech." This message from the grave should serve as
testimony which is also why I devised this "final wish" contingency.
Officially you are listed as M.I.A in the Congo but in case your true identity
was discovered I established a new identity for you...
Peyton leans in
Outside Rush Computers the Chicago skyline behind it
Over the building and structures of Chicago to the downtown skyline
The black spire of Omnicore Petroleum dwarfing the near-by buildings in
height and girth
Zooming ever closer to the building side then up the letters of Omnicore
and through the "O"
Jackie Turner at her desk and Chucky Barnes on her monitor
Turner/Benefactor
I am less perturbed, good job Mr. Barnes
Chucky
Just say the word and my soldiers will erase this Spanish dog for you
Turner/Benefactor
Slow down Chuck, Your ass still teeters on the subject of our mystery man
so get back on finding him. I have other plans for Mr. Bilducea
She taps her desk panel and the image of Chucky changes to a man in
black clothing and sunglasses
Turner
Cinco
Cinco
Ma'am
Turner
Treasure hunt...
The blue hue of the computer screen is the light amongst the darkness as
Peyton continues listening
Churchill
...this entire building, the second story loft and the first level computer
components store are all the property of your new identity, Anthony Rush.
Know you have a less than admirable view of me as a father but know that
you and your brother were always first in my heart. I hope that you can
forgive me in death for my shortcomings in life. I love you son, goodbye.
A phone on a desk with the Herald newsroom rings
It is picked up
Rear view of a man with the phone to his ear
Man
Area 51...He's wrapping up an exclusive with the assassin from the grassy
knoll...
A hand snatches the phone from him
Roman (the phone to his ear)
This is Roman...How're you doin...How do you know that? Where? On my
way
He hangs up the phone, writes a quick note and turns to leave
-Birds flee from the stacks of the "Steelyard"
"BLAM-BLAM-BLAM"
Skinheads in the cafeteria all looking one direction
Skinheads in the hall pause and look back
A man falls from the terrace to the floor in front of several skinheads
They look up to the terrace
The smoking barrel of a gun in the forefront held by Chucky Barnes
Chucky
Now shut the fuck up! All of you!
His hand rises from the 9mm ruger, flat on the table
It lies beside a monitor displaying the shrouded guise of the Benefactor
Chucky
Please Benefactor, leave my little sister out of this. I'm sorry, I will find him!
Benefactor
When you leave loose ends Mr. Barnes you force me to tie them. I want
you to look around. It took a good deal of my resources and effort to
produce that little base of operations for you and your soldiers. You're
starting to make me think that you don't respect that effort
Chucky
Of course not Benefactor-I mean I do
Benefactor
Bring me ocular proof at the dismissal of the son of Churchill and your
baby sister will see pink dresses and future birthdays again
Chucky
But Benefactor
Benefactor
This is not a discussion Mr. Barnes! Fail again and she'll just be my warm
up
His image disappears
Lifting her finger from the console she presses another button
A lab appears on the screen
Turner
Blank, report!
No one comes into view
Turner
Where the hell is you Blank?
A gloved arm waves across the screen
Mr. Blank
I'm here! You caught me in the middle of something
Noise permeates from the screen.
Mr. Blank works just out of the scope of her view; his back-side
intermittently breaks the horizon
Mr. Blank
Things are progressing but I will I be receiving anymore of the catalyst?
Turner
I can fill your request but first a name...
-Rush Computers
Peyton explores the upstairs living quarters
He walks along the wall of family photos coming to a large potted tree in
the corner
It spins revealing a darkened stairwell
At the exit lights spark to life illuminating shiny, polished metal walls of a
hallway Traveling the hall he passes doors and segue ways to other areas
(training room and medical bay) The walls of the hall spread further apart
as he walks opening to a rounded area where he discovers a large "Cshaped"
console and chair. He sits in the chair and with a wisp of sound
glass rises running the length of the desktop
Peyton
Fuck a bat cave
A three dimensional holographic image configures just before the glass
Holographic Image
This is the "War Room"
Peyton
Dad?
Holographic Image
This is the tutorial program for acclamation to the "War Rooms" systems.
Please say "continue"
Peyton
Continue
Holographic Image
Thank you
Beside him the air begins to ebb, waving fluidly as the display shimmers
into view.
A gleaming metallic belt rest under glass housing, at its center a black
crystal. Unique headgear with a monocle attached within the circumference
of the belt
Holographic Image
The "EM-Belt". It grants its wearer the ability to generate and manipulate
the energies of the electromagnetic spectrum-"Beep"
Peyton looks up as though to answer the beep
Holographic Image
There is a visitor at the commercial main entrance
Peyton looks at the console and a display of Roman
Roman enters an opening door talking on his telephone
Roman
"Ha-Ha" you are "hi-larious"
The phone in-hand his thumb pressing its center
Roman
I'm surrounded by genius
Peyton
What's goin on?
Roman
My beta testing his metal, don't worry about it. What is this?
His arms extended he twirls and looks around
Roman
And you said that you know your father was murdered?
Peyton
I wanna show you something
-"Doo-loo-loo-loo"
Frenzied faces poring from all directions
"Doo-loo-loo-loo" "Doo-loo-loo-loo" "Doo-loo-loo-loo"
They rush and weave to pass each other, many already answering a
phone, or two
"Doo-loo-loo-loo" "Doo-loo-loo-loo" "Doo-loo-loo-loo"
They scramble and swirl to the noisy panic
"Doo-loo-loo-loo" "Doo-loo-loo-loo" "Doo-loo-loo-loo"
In his office doorway, the editor-in-chief's clenched jaw and stone stare go
unnoticed
Chief
The hell is this?!
No one answers from the chaos
A form breaks from the eye of the panic
A young woman and she approaches the "Chief"
Woman
Chief we got calls comin in like a 9-1-1 call center!
Chief
Skip the just woke up version
Woman
Sorry Chief. Every line on the floor is ringing off the hook for Bilducea
Chief
I got a hundred and seventy-six phones all ringing for "Bilbo?"
Woman
Yeah, but he ain't here
Chief
Is anyone telling them that?
Woman
We have but the calls keep coming. Also there are some men here looking
for him too. Black suits, dark glasses and those fancy ear-pieces, they look
like secret service
Chief
Did you ask who they were or get some i.d.?
Woman
...
Chief
Cheese and rice Tanya! You do realize that we are in the information
business? Forget it. Where are these Secret Services now?
Tanya
S-
Chief
-Yeah, I know sorry Chief. Get security up here, filter all incoming calls
through the switchboard and I want "Bilbo's" thick hide in here now!
Rush Computers
Peyton sits behind the desk in his office with Roman in the chair across
from him
Roman
Sorry about your pops but you know we're gonna get those clowns
"Dedo-leet!" "Dedo-leet!"
Peyton
I want ta-
"Dedo-leet!" "Dedo-leet!"
Reaching into his jacket
Roman
My bad, hold on...Roman...Chief whoa whoa whoa. Take it easy, I can't
comprehend at that volume...What? Okay, okay I'm coming
He puts his phone away
Roman (standing)
Later?
Peyton (standing)
Come back the first chance you get. I got something you need to see
His back foot is the only visible part of him as he exits the office and enters
the black hall
-SUV in downtown traffic
Inside Roman answers his cell phone
Roman
This is Roman...Did you call the cops? Call'em I'm comin! What else today,
damn!
His head snaps back, the phone flies from his hand
Roman
Son of a-
Steadying himself he looks into the rearview mirror
His view: a black SUV
Omnicore Tower
In her penthouse office Jackie Turner pauses
Turner
Tell me you did not just say that
Uno (onscreen)
Yes ma'am, we lost him
Uno's face covers the screen in the background
In the fore ground Turner's slightly blurry fist tightens
Uno
I have established surveillance at both his home and the Herald and we
are also now in possession of his vehicle
Turner stands in the center of her office poised and glaring at the screen
image of Uno
Uno
Uh-hmm! I will have his eyes on your desk in two hours
Turner
Or I will have yours on my desk in two hours and ten minutes
Uno
Ma'am
The screen blackens
-Low light but the bright orange door is quite clear
"Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang"
Its stands quiet
"Bang-bang-bang-bang-bang"
Peyton steps into view, slides the latch opening the door Roman stumbles
in exhausted
Peyton
You alright?
Roman
I don't know who I pissed off this time, but they are a bit more serious than
I'm used to dealing with
Peyton
What happened?
Roman
When I came earlier I was talking to one of my legion of haters, he said the
Secret Service was there looking for me. When the Chief called me singing
that same song I had to find out what the trucks goin on. Well on my way
there a neighbor calls me saying some government suits were trashing my
apartment. So I try to get home and that's when they caught up with me.
Peyton
Who?
Roman
I don't know about Secret Service but these cats crashed me into the
underpass for the "ele"
Peyton
You okay? How'd you get away?
Roman
I'm good'n crafty but listen there's more, someone's calling every phone in
the newsroom looking for me. There's like a hundred fifty reporters on that
floor and did I mention they ran me into the underpass?
Peyton
Any idea that these guys are?
Roman
Black suits, black shades, black SUV's at ramming speed and a serious
wanna kick my ass fetish.
Peyton
Could it have been Zoerleck?
Roman
These guys were not the poindexter types
Peyton
Alright, this ain't workin for me. I'm going to your apartment and I am gonna
get some answers
Roman
Slow down turbo. I know you got some rough info with your pops and all
with the "Hi son, I'm dead" but are you high? These cats just ran me into a
concrete structure, broad daylight in downtown Chicago! They ain't playin
Peyton
You're right, my dad's dead...told me himself but I am a soldier. I need to
do what a soldier does
Roman
I understand that you used to be some kind of "deny your existence"
semper-fi badass but I don't think they're gonna observe the rules of
engagement.
Peyton (rising to his feet)
No worries I got something for that ass. I've been trying to show you all day
Eight "Black suits" walk a formation in the alley behind Rush Computers
The air is disturbed and fluid
Peyton begins to appear, the air shimmers from around him as though he
were emerging from water
Escrima sticks fly into his hands from the sheathes on his fatigues
Sparks fly as he strikes the suited men
The suits circle him
He leaps above their heads tossing Escrima sticks back at his adversaries
He floats up against the wall and springs off again tossing two escrima
sticks at his opponents
Springing off the opposite building down to the alley floor
The ground shakes enough to test their balance
They attack in unison, Peyton extends his arm and half the men are
launched several yards down the alley
Behind him the other men cock their guns (3 panels)
"Click!" "Click!" "Click!"
Peyton crosses his arms
Peyton
I wouldn't
M.I.B #1
Fire!
"Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat"
"Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat"
"Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat"
Peyton holds up his hand
Peyton
"Mag-Shield"
The bullets reflect and ricochet, striking down one of the "Black-suits"
(Panoramic view)
Peyton lunges at the final three men spinning through the air he shatters
their ranks He stands victorious over the fallen "Black-suits". An escrima
stick in each hand he peers down at them for the slightest sign of
consciousness.
Peyton
Computer, end simulation
The darkness fades, the room brightens
The men and alley begin to dissipate, the buildings fade away leaving
behind a complex geometric pattern on the walls, ceiling, and floor.
Peyton
"Door"
The wheel centered on the hatch-like door spins
The hatch opens to Peyton exiting
Roman sits at the main console; he spins to face Peyton approaching from
across the room
Roman
That was the sickest thing I've ever seen! "Luke, I am your father"
Peyton
My style works perfectly to take advantage of the belts capabilities, I'm
gonna take'em all to Church Why don't you start calling me Anthony, I'm
gonna have to get used to it some time
Roman
I'm gonna need a code name too with the men in black after me. Speaking
of which, I like how you dropped all of'em but in real life don't you think
you're gonna need a gun? This is Chicago
Anthony
With this
An escrima stick flies into his hand
Anthony
These are all I need plus I've had my fun with guns
Roman
I realize they didn't get off a shot but you're not always gonna be that lucky.
What are you gonna do when they start shooting?
Anthony
That's why I've got the "Man Upstairs"
Roman
God's your sidekick?
Anthony
You stupid. You're my "Man Upstairs"
Roman
"The Man Upstairs"...cool
-The skyline of the city the sunlight wanes as the night
comes
Church stands on the roof-top ledge across from the Clayton building
Church
"Sight beyond sight"
Monocle view: the wrecked apartment
Church
Your apartment has been compromised
Man Upstairs
Awww, what'd they do?
Church (On the roof top ledge)
Trashed it. Any idea what they were looking for?
Man Upstairs
Zero
Church
"Heat-Check"
Monocle display: His display switches spectrum frequency.
The body heat of six men appear
Church
I got'em! "Grav-Leap"
Church leaps the distance crashing through the balcony door
-The blinding white letters of Omnicore Petroleum shine
over the city and lake
Through the "O" Jackie Turner's office
Pacing her office with Cinco on the monitor
Turner
...bald black guy wearing a shiny, silver belt came through the window on
the seventeenth floor?
Cinco
Yes ma'am, we cleansed the apartment but lost four agents
Turner
Would you like a Kleenex Cinco?
He stares blankly
Turner
Damn it Cinco, you're supposed to be the best! Hand-picked, the best of
the best. You let one man swinging sticks with a shiny belt compromise
your mission? He killed four of your men and all you've told me was how
he reminded you of the "Daywalker" movies!?
Cinco
Ma'am he did things that were impossible. Upon exiting the apartment he
attacked us from inside the apartment, he didn't come from inside the
building. Just before detonating the target I extracted the team and as we
exited from the front entrance he landed on top of us.
Turner
You sound ri-goddamn-diculous. So what, this crazy freak jumped out a
window, he got lucky, hit an awning instead of Michigan Ave. Not exactly
Spiderman to imbecile!
Cinco
Ma'am he jumped thirty feet straight up and he stopped our heavy rounds
in mid air. The bullets were floating in front of him and them they just
dropped at his feet. He waved his arm and the gun just flew out of my hand
and the second time he gestured he blew Cuatro into the street and an on
coming truck.
Turner
Enough! Get your ass and tucked tail in here now! We don't want the
Power Rangers to show up
-Man upstairs (the lower half of his face)
My apartment!
Church
I took four of'em down, the last two skirted on me
Man Upstairs
My comic books
Church
Comic books?
Man Upstairs
Come on now Mr. Pot and kettle, you just pulled a straight up "capedcrusader."
It's that kinda open-minded hobby that's helping me cop with
this craziness
Church
Alright, I hear you.
Anthony places the EM-belt into its harnessing and turns back to the Man
Upstairs
Anthony
So what'd we learn?
At the main console Roman props his head up with his hands
Man Upstairs
That I can still cry like a school girl with a skinned knee
Anthony
That too. We've got the RHB firebombing my house; the M.I.B came after
you when you wrote about my father.
Roman
...and the correlating factor will give us our titan
-Three black SUV's caravan along a dark road
Inside an image of Jackie Turner on a small monitor
Turner
...and after you have collected every ounce, salt the earth. Success
numerous Seis will make you numerous Uno
Seis
Yes ma'am
She drops from the screen
Seis
Let's move
-Roman sits at the main console donning his headgear
Man Upstairs
...sounds like you're a choir-boy
Church shimmers visible as he approaches Roman and places a hand on
his shoulder, startling him
Church
It's just name play. Way back in "boot" Sarge kept dropping the "hill" calling
me "Church"
Man Upstairs
Don't do that! I just finished uploading the follow-up story to the Herald.
"EM-tech", Dr. Churchill's reciprocal kidnapping and murder and Z.I's
Gestapo behavior, I got it all. I got the M.I.B hit squad and there part in
destroying my apartment. I just hope your a good enough hook for the
whopper this is gonna bring in
Church
I'll be in the holochamber
Roman
Choir-boy comment too much?
The hatch door of the Holochamber slams shut the wheel spinning.
The Man Upstairs continues his work and cracking a grin
-Across the Atlantic, the Middle East.
Surrounded by the burning desert sands stands the world's leading oil
producing nation the Muhammasan Empire and the Palace of its monarch
King Hussayn
A group of men move through the interior
Another man descend the grand staircase to intercept them
Man
Cousin-Cousin!
The group stares at him hurrying man
They part revealing the King, clearing his throat
King Hussayn
My countrymen, I bring you our Minister of Defense
The young man bows
Minister of Defense
Forgive me my King but we have a matter of urgency which requires your
immediate attention
The Royal office
The King sits at his desk and the Minister of Defense opens the laptop in
front of him
Minister of Defense
The American have been busy my liege. This "EM-tech" they've created is
intended to supplant the demands of our precious petroleum. A declaration
of war in my eyes
King Hussayn does not move as he studies the screen
Minister of Defense
My king...My king, what are your orders?
King Hussayn
Not war my cousin... genocide...
Rising from his chair
King Hussayn
...and there effrontery will be met by the children of God. Charged with his
mighty wrath and the entire might of our nation.
The Minister of Defense snaps to attention
King Hussayn
We will not cower from the evil serpents of the west!
-Roman wakes on the couch
He makes his way down the corridor to the "War Room"
He dons his headgear and takes a seat at the main console
Man Upstairs
Alright Church, were you at?
Criss-crossing traffic
Man upstairs (over the comm)
Church, where you at man?
Church
I found a new toy
Man Upstairs
Sound like you're near a motorcycle
Church
Be there in thirty
Man Upstairs
What are you doin?
Church
Trying out the "Cloak"
Roman
Cloak?
Church
Yeah, it can do the same stuff as the belt so I thought I'd check it out
The wall behind the Man Upstairs slides aside revealing the vehicle bay. A
roar in the tunnel and Roman turns to greet him
Church rides in, docking perfectly in the housing set-up for it
He walks toward Roman as the wall slides back into position behind him
Church
You can say it
Roman
Wow
Removing the encephalo-monicle
Church
It's called the "EM-Cyke" and it is as fun as it looks
Roman
Okay my turn to wow
He spins back to position and Church leans in
Man Upstairs
Somebody hit Z.I. last night
Church
What happened?
Man Upstairs
The Blob happened. The building was covered in gelatinous blue goo, with
an as yet still undetermined chemical make-up and it's eating the building.
Imagine an acid with the consistency and properties of strawberry jam and
it's eroded almost forty percent of the building.
Church
They've got a small city down there cleaning it up already. Cops got
anything?
Man Upstairs
Police, FBI, and the E.T. squad are all down there and all clueless
Church raises the monocle as he turns back to the vehicle bay
Church
I'll take a look
-Omnicore Tower
Down the letters to the ground floor, the elongated metal door slides aside
and Jackie Turner enters the room
She walks in poor lighting with intermittent flashes of light
(Wide view)
A lead-suited figure in the fore ground works on an experiment, in the
background Turner steps from the shadow
Turner
Mr. Blank report
He continues working
Turner
Blank!
Blank
Must you destroy everything you come in contact with?
Turner
Is that my thanks for fulfilling your request?
Blank
Those were my friends...My colleagues
Turner
Ha! You don't have any friends, you're no one remember? You saw to that!
It was your deceit which led us to this point. Embarking on hidden exploits
were not part of "our" plan and therefore our agreement will be modified
Blank
"Modified"? My work is almost completed and I don't plan on spending
anymore of the immediate future here
Turner
As of now your future no longer exists, AND, until your work is completed
to my satisfaction your status will continue to reflect your very namesake
blank. Nothing, an empty space and furthermore you will no longer be
privileged to enjoy anymore external stimulation, its distracting you.
Church fires down the freeway
Church
"Grav-leap"
He soars over the side
Church
E.T.A, four minutes
Man Upstairs
I found blueprints on Z.I. in the mainframe. Your pops thought of everything
Church flying
Man upstairs (over the comm)
I'm uploading it to your monocle now
Church
Nice
Man Upstairs
How you liking the "EM-Cyke"?
Church
Very nice. I don't know about that name tho'
Man Upstairs
You said it's got similar capabilities to the belt, sound like a good fit
Church
For now. "Vis-link"
The display on the main console shows Church's point of view
Man Upstairs
Whoa! How'd you do that?
Church
"My pops thought of everything." I stumbled onto it. I figure we've only
begun discovering what he's laid in the mainframes database
Man Upstairs
Can't wait to see what else
Church
Hold on
The Man Upstairs sees the gates of Zoerleck
They grow closer and closer then lower from view
Church landing just past the gate
Church
"Cloak"
Man Upstairs
Holy Shit!
-A crowd fills the panel
Larger view: larger crowd
Looking through a doorway two arms extend and spread the curtains
partially draped over the doorway
Outside the crowd is larger than the eye can contain
King Hussayn steps onto a terrace and the crowd cheers
King Hussayn
For one hundred years we have shared the blessings of our land with the
world. Willingly sharing with the entire world's nations our precious oil to
light their homes and power their machines but how is our good will
repaid? Treachery and malcontent, as the heathens rise up against us.
The great serpent of the west broadens it' hood in intimidation as they seek
a genocide on all our people and this will not be tolerated!
Crowd
Raaaaaagh!
King Hussayn
We will not cower in the face of evil!
Crowd
Raaaaaagh!
King Hussayn
We will fight...we will destroy them and we will celebrate under the glory of
god and drink to our vanquished enemies!
Crowd
Raaaaaagh!
-Church rides waters surface of the river
Man Upstairs (over the comm)
Church, I'm stressing over these M.I.B. Who could they possibly be,
C.I.A...N.S.A or some other acronym us normal folks have ever heard of?
Church
Still working on that one myself
Man Upstairs
Municipal reports are turning up zilch. I think I'll get down to the Herald and
see if anything jumps out at me
Church
Sure you want to be seen just yet?
Man Upstairs
Gotta get back on that horse sometime
Church
I'll be on the streets
Man Upstairs
Cool, we'll hook up later and swap stories
Church leaps from the river to a bridge and blazes down the street
-Elevator doors part
Roman shoes begin to step
The editor-in-chief
Chief
"Bilbo" get your carcass in here!
Roman (entering)
Heeeeeey Chief. You look good and the tie is hittin
Chief
Shut it and sit
Roman
Look Chief
Chief
I said shut it! Now damn it "Bilbo" I put that egg-heads cloak and dagger
piece on my front page even after I read it but don't piss on my leg and tell
me it's raining. Whose cereal'd you number two in?
Roman
I'm trying-
Chief
-I didn't say it was your turn
"Ring-Ring"
Chief
Your crap has got-
"Ring-Ring"
View from the newsroom outside the Chief's door
His head darts into view as he peers out
Chief
Where is that girl?
"Ring-Ring"
Chief (reaching for the phone)
Crissakes woman...Yeah...and you're calling me? call the cops genius!
Roman
What's goin on Chief?
Chief
Your friends are back
Three elevators ding simultaneously then open simultaneously
M.I.B pour out reaching into their jackets removing chrome pistols
They unleash on the crowd
Roman standing in the doorway looks back at the chief
Roman
Dial 9-1-1!
The Chief ducks behind his desk
Church crashes through the window
Rolls up to his feet and darts out of the office
He deflects a few rounds as he runs toward the M.I.B
He clobbers one
Another
Another
Three MIB move in unison away from a device
Church
"X-Ray"
Monocle display: Highlighting explosive components and a timer
He's hit with a chair
Looking up he sees the MIB heading back to the elevator
He looks back at the device
Church
"Pulse"
The timer continues
He leaps to his feet
Church
"Pulse"
The numbers change
Church
Shit!
He runs into the office
Church
We're leaving
Chief (eyes peering over the desk)
We're twelve stories up and they're out there so how're we gonna do that
slick?
Church's arm grabbing Roman
His arm grabbing the Chief by the back of his pants
At the window
Church
"Grav-leap"
They fly from the window
Mid-air, the Chief with his hands over his face, Roman is awed
They land on a neighboring roof-top rolling with the momentum
On one side the Chief lies crashed against an air conditioner and Roman
on the other side one hand on his head
Church looks behind himself back across at the Herald
"BOOM"
Facing the building
Church
"Grav-Shield"
The Chicago Herald explodes in a brilliant display
-The explosion on-screen
Turner
Any further doubt as the whether Operation: Re-fit is back on track?
Monitor display: The splits half the original explosion with the face of
Kendal Eddington
Eddington
Reduced your enemies to mere memory have we? I pray that I've taught
you better Ms. Turner. You couldn't possibly be this daft. The operation
remains in the look where your sloppy execution and tactless bungling
have left it.
Turner
I have procured the developer and element, removed all opposition and
silenced the whistle-blower. Haven't I kept you completely updated?
Eddington
And you believe that you could even relieve yourself without my prior
knowledge? I'll tell you what you have done; you've cost this corporation
potential billions in pounds. Not to forget priceless
opportunity. Must I re-address the scope and scale of said operation?
Her face tightens with impatient
Eddington
You would not think yourself sane hearing these tales of the dead
scientists' son and his shiny accessories, frolicking about and stilling your
every move
Turner
You do trust me don't you?
Eddington
Of course my dear which is why I'm going to offer you my assistance
Turner
I have it under control
Eddington
See that you do dear; you know that you are quite special to me and as
they say "we are hardest on those we love"
The War Room
The Man Upstairs analyzes schematics
Man Upstairs
There it is!
He looks side to side
Man Upstairs
Church?
Startled, a hand shimmers into view
Church becomes wholly visible
Man Upstairs
Don't do that!
Church (smiling)
My bad, why so jumpy?
Man Upstairs
I'm under a lot of stress okay? 1
Church
I'm sorry. Tell me what you've got
Man Upstairs
You felt a little dazed when you got hit with that chair, well that monocle
you wear is called the "Encephalo-monicle for a reason. It gives you mental
control over the belt's frequency matrix
Church
This dictates the spectrum band
Man Upstairs
Exactly! When your concentration is hindered-
Church
-my control is diminishes
Man Upstairs
Focus power Daniel San
Church
Got it
Night falls like a blanket, rain follows
Church roars through downtown
Man Upstairs
Okay, RHB plus MIB and solve for "X"
Over the comm
Man Upstairs
I got nothing
Church
So we redefine our terms...starting with the Red Hammer Monkeys
Man Upstairs
You gonna search street by street?
Church
You're right; I need to utilize my resources
He turns down an alley
He speeds toward the dead end
Closer the Man Upstairs closes one eye
Church
"Mag-lev"
He leaps up the side of building and rides to the roof-top
-Later
The sidewalks are alive with pedestrians
Church surveys from on-high
Man Upstairs (over the comm)
How the cops, FBI and homeland security all can is on the short bus on
this? These guys murder my entire floor blowing up the building and these
fools got nada!
Church
I do
Monocle display: Telescoping view of three skinheads come out of a bar
Church runs and leaps roof-tops to the EM-Cyke
Man Upstairs (over the comm)
You got something?
Church
Three cue-balls on _ Avenue
He roars over the side
-Ha!
"SCHING!"
The darkness parts
A heaving chest and shoulders.
A tank cleaved in two reveals the Muhammasan Empire's Minister of
Defense. Shirtless he wears a jewel encrusted, red turbine, with his arms
extended and wielding a golden scimitar.
"Clap-Clap-Clap"
King Hussayn (stepping from the shade of an awing)
Magnificent cousin!
The Minister of Defense examines and admires himself
MOD
I agree my king, but what has become of me?
King Hussayn
Your king and country are in need of a champion, and by God's glory the
ingenuity of your countrymen has made you that champion.
Hussayn puts his arm around him leading him through the courtyard
King Hussayn
You have been re-made! Augmented! My most elite soldier and Minister of
Defense wielder of the "Hand of God" your golden scimitar; you are now
"Saladin the unconquerable!"
-Rain pounds the black van of the RHB as it pulls up to
the black gate surrounding the "Steelyard"
Light breaks from the building as the van passes the gate
The sliding bay door closes behind it as it enters
Church rides cloaked past the closing gate
Inside: Chucky Barnes walks through the revamped abandoned steel mill
climbing a stairwell
He enters a room off the causeway
Reich greets him
Reich
I brought my storm troopers back for a re-up
Chucky
Where's Nerd?
Reich
I think he's over in "Ops". Musta had another one of his nerdy brainstorms
The lights flicker again
The skinheads all looking around
The war table blinks out
Chucky (looking up)
What the hell?
Reich
Power surge
Chucky
Do we still have eyes at the alpha site?
Reich
Storm troopers of the RHB are on-sigh. Don't worry Chuck
we'll get him
The lights flicker again
Power drops them into darkness
The auxiliary kicks in
Chucky
I'm going over to "Ops" and have Nerd get my damn power back up!
Chucky walks out onto the causeway
A figure steps from another room onto the causeway
Closer he sees Nerd
Nerd
Don't tell me Benefactor's deep pockets can't cover the electric bill
Chucky
Funny assh-
"CREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEk"
Nerd
What the hell is that Chuck?
Chucky
I don't know but I know I don't like it
"Crash"
Reich approaches them
Reich
That ain't the storm you guys
Chucky
Reich locks the building down, Nerd get my goddamn lights back on!
They go separate ways
Chucky turns into a room
His finger hits a wall panel
His face against the wall and panel
Chucky
All soldiers report to the "SS Hall!"
"Aaaaagh!"
Chucky runs out onto the causeway
Runs the length of it to the terrace
He looks around
Chucky
Reich...Reich!
A shaded figure ascends the stairs
He walks along the causeway
Chucky
Reich?
His hand clutches his chain belt
Reich walks into view
Chucky
Why didn't you answer me?
Reich
Sorry Chuck, I'm a little freaked out
Another shadowed figure walks the causeway
Chucky
Who's that?
Reich (turns his head)
Don't screw around man
The causeway is barren
Chucky
There was someone there
Reich
Where?
Chucky
There was someone coming up the stairs!
Reich
Well I don't see anything
Lightning flashes behind a man hanging upside down across the SS Hall
Small panel: Chucky's eyes darted aside
Chucky (pointing)
Over there!
Reich looks it that direction
The lights come on
(Wide view) The SS Hall is littered with skinheads, Reich and Chucky
above them on the terrace looking out
Across the room in front of the window hangs a defunct distribution pot
underneath it the air waves ripple
Church shimmers into view
He drops to the floor amidst the grouped skinheads
Reich
That's him! That's the jig from the bonfire!
Church mows through the crowd punishing each man as they come
Reich (Chucky backing off)
Whoa, Chuck he's like "super-jig" or something
Chucky
Protect your Commandant
Chucky enters a room
He opens a weapons locker containing a chrome pistol and a red
sledgehammer
In the foreground Chucky turning his head toward the doorway where
Reich stands
Reich
Come on Chuck!
Chucky throws him the sledgehammer
He turns around to Church on the causeway
Reich
Round two spook
He swings, Church ducks
Church
"Strobe"
Reich holds his eyes
Reich (swinging his hammer)
I knew you were scared
Church evades it
Reich
'Thought all you jigs were supposed to be tough guy thugs?
Church
You also thought you were superior-"Grav-Push"
He blasts Reich down the causeway
Church (Reich's face is calm)
"Mega-ton"
Reich cries out
Side view: Church leaning over Reich pushing an escrima stick into his
chest
Church
'Got about a thousand pounds pushin into your chest; cozy...You burned
down my house, why?
Reich
"Gakk" Fuck you spear...chucker...
Church lifts his escrima shtick
Removes his foot
A golf swing to the chin puts him out
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGGH!"
Chucky looking out turns back to the monitor he's activated
Chucky
He took out my soldiers, crashed the power grid and turns invisible! You
gotta help me!
Church (Chucky looking at the monitor)
Too late Nazi-boy
Chucky
Benefactor, please!
Man Upstairs
Chucky Barnes leader of the RHB
Church walks toward Chucky releasing sparks by striking his escrima
sticks together
Church
It's just you and me now
Chucky raises his chrome pistol
Chucky
Humph, slow learner
Monitor display: Enhanced digital analysis of the gun
Man Upstairs
That's not a regular gun!
The blast knocks Church out of the room Slamming h into the causeway
rail
He flips over it and falls to the level below
Man Upstairs (over the comm as Church leaps to his feet)
I'll try to be a little quicker next time
Chucky steps out onto the causeway firing wildly. Monocle display: Zoomin
on the chrome pistol
Church
Look familiar?
Man Upstairs
You were right; there is a connection between these chumps and the M.I.B
Church (Church tosses an escrima stick)
"Hammer-throw"
Chucky is knocked back through the doorway Church run and leaps up
onto the causeway
Inside the office he grabs Chucky by the collar Church's hands under
Chucky's chin as he holds him against the wall
Church
Where do I start?
Chucky
You don't know what you're up against nigg-
Church
"Live-wire"
Chucky convulses
Head back, his mouth agape
Church
That gun, where did you get it?
Chucky
My soldiers will be here any second to kick you damn head in
Church tosses him across the room
Man Upstairs
I couldn't get a fix on it who was he talking to?
Church (snapping Chucky up)
I'm gonna enjoy finding out
He lifts Chucky into the air
Church
Did you kill my father?
He smashes Chucky into the desk
Church (Chucky in a heap)
Who were you talking to?
Chucky
"Cough" The furor
Church (slamming Chucky against the wall)
"Live-wire"
Man Upstairs
You're gonna killer
Chucky convulses wildly foaming at the mouth
Church
Who's pulling your strings?
He tosses Chucky across the room into the wall and slides to the floor
Man Upstairs
I doubt he'll be able to talk you keep this up
Church (Church stalks him)
The Man Upstairs doesn't think you got much left Aryan
Church snatches Chucky up from his heap
Church
Time to find out exactly how far I can throw a man
Chucky
...okay...
Church
What?
Chucky
Okay...I'm on your side
Church
My side?
Chucky
Yeah man...He took my little sister...said if I didn't kill you...
Church
Who?
Chucky
The Benefactor
Man Upstairs
Who?
Church
A name ape!
Chucky
I don't know his name. I don't even know what he looks like. He just hired
me and my soldiers to kidnap your dad and waste his house
Church
Where?
Chucky
You gotta protect me if I tell you
Church
I'll throw you off the roof if you don't tell me
Chucky
I just know he works for Omnicore
Man Upstairs
Holy Sh-
Church
"Live-wire"
Chucky is shocked unconscious
-_-Video of Saladin on a slicing
frenzy
Eddington (voice)
and last but not least, their leader Saladin. They say his golden scimitar is
forged from a meteorite that fell to earth a thousand years ago and can
cleave through any substance. Blessed by the highest of their clergy it was
to be used against the Christians during the crusades but was lost until
now
Turner (fingers folded)
Impressive
Eddington
Regardless of our little coalition with the Muhammasan Empire their goals
are not wholly aligned with ours. They're one objective is to neutralize the
son of Churchill
Turner
When can I expect them?
Eddington
They will be upon your shores within twelve hours. Do give them a spotting
welcome dear, goodbye and good luck
He blips out
Turner
Luck Mr. Eddington...is for procrastinators
-_-The War Room
The Man Upstairs at the main console
Church dismounts from the EM-Cyke behind him
Church (walking toward the Man Upstairs)
What's the word?
Man Upstairs
I've been lookin at Omnicore Petroleum...they're huge. The largest
petroleum company on earth worth billions onto of billions. Domestically we
hit the jackpot, the COO is based right here in the Chi-Jacquelyn Turner
Church
He should be our first target
Man Upstairs
I think "she" is definitely the place to start, look who's flanking her
Display: Turner descending stairs surrounded by her M.I.B
Church
"Black-suits"
Man Upstairs
A very bad hometown girl, multiple juvenile offenses and an adult rap sheet
with everything aggravated assaults and larceny all the way up to several
controversial acquittals in white collar crimes. I think we struck oil
Man Upstairs (he turns toward Church)
Church, Omnicore is big time. Largest oil company in the world. We're
trying to get at the chief operations officer and I don't think you can expect
to just drop in for a quick Q & A
Church
My father said his work created detractors and the EM-Gen technology
would be in direct conflict with big oil. We both know those M.I.B
surrounding Turner are the same damn ones we've been running into
Man Upstairs (turning back to the console)
You're right, all signs point at Turner. You know over-achieving highpowered
excess like her usually work late...
One finger taps the button on the console Man Upstairs looks up to Church
with his arm extended down
Church
Hit me on the comm
Church places the encephala-monocle on as he heads toward the sliding
bay door of the EM-Cyke
He blasts from the underground exit onto the street and wheelies off in a
colorful blur
Man Upstairs (over the comm)
What are you gonna do?
Church
Talk to Turner and find out what she has to do with my father
Man Upstairs
You think she's gonna spill?
Church
Right now I'd prefer a little resistance
Man Upstairs
Ass-whuppins all the way around then!
Church wheelies again
_-Voice (a
young woman onscreen)
What!? Kelly now is not the time to play with me
Kelly
I'm sorry Ms. Turner but I don't think anyone can respond. The remote link
shows main power offline and visual relay has no signal at all
Turner
Stay on it until someone responds. Any word on our friends from the east?
Kelly
None
Turner
Have them sent directly to me when they arrive
She drops the transmission
-The Coliseum
The crowd roars
The players explode into action
The crowd roars
The ball carrier breaks away from the pack
A black ball crosses the sky
The crowd looks down onto the field
The black ball descends, the blurred stadium below
The opposing teams crash together
The ball falls closer
Fans begin to look skyward, aware of the whistling drop
More look skyward, some point
Silhouetted figures frozen as the opaque sphere bears down on them
It crashes
The media booth
The announcers stand looking out of the window
Announcer 1
Are we still alive?
Announcer 2
I'm not sure
Announcer1
For anyone still watching, we do apologize for the interruption. We have
what appears to be huge black ball imbedded into the field at the forty-five
yard-line
Announcer
Announcer
Announcer
Announcer
**************************************Part II Church meets
KJ*********************************
New York City
BNC Television studios
The staff and crew buzz about achieving their tasks
Make-up professionals swirl around the tailor-suited journalist standing
ready on his mark
Director (voice)
Places people!
The ladies disperse
Close up
Journalist
Good evening and welcome to "Date-week". I'm Rock Stone and tonight
we begin with the "Vigilante". Chicago's mean streets have met up with
something some say is a little meaner
Long panel
Rock stands on a small stage with a skyline backdrop
Rock
Originally thought a hoax or publicity stunt the "vigilante" is proving to be
far more
Stone turns slightly; a large monitor drops in behind him
Video footage, a young man
Man
We were getting off the "El" when we saw these gang bangers snatching
purses and smacking people up. We were next but right before they got to
us, it felt like somebody pushed me from behind. I'm looking around, my
sisters still screaming but nobody else, and then he starts appearing out of
thin air. It was like that Predator movie and he starts waving his arms and
guys are flying outta the way. He's jumpin around like a kung-fu movie,
man it was awesome!
The image changes, a fireman
Fireman
We had just cleared this building downtown and it was blazing. The
structure began to reach critical max temp and started to buckle. One of
the walls broke off and it was about to crush us, the truck and all the
people we just saved. Well here comes this motorcycle flying over our
truck and this guy flips off of it. He puts his hands up like he was gonna
catch the damn thing! Next thing we see the wall stops mid-air and them
starts going back up. It smashes into the building and the whole damn
thing explodes... the crazy was when the fire dissipated.
Stone rests on stool
Rock
One week ago criminals flee a macabre scene where they left four people
for dead in a botched grocery store robbery, and after a lengthy high-speed
chase, Chicago police held back ground pursuit for reasons of public
safety. When air units finally catch up with the murderous foursome, they
were trapped in the car which had been magnetically sealed. The car was
also magnetized to the underpass of the "El".
Slightly closer view / change in angle
Rock
There has been no response from the Mayor's office and the
Commissioner of Police's office merely rendered "No comment" eventhough
the police have pursed the "Vigilante" on numerous occasions none
were ever successful. All ending with unusual circumstances.
Video footage-Police officer
Police officer
When we arrived at the scene there were six Acolyte gangsters wrapped in
two street lights. The "Vigilante" is watching us from the roof-top over
there; he jumps across the street to that one. He comes riding down the
side of the building, jumps to the street and takes off faster than anything
I've ever seen. We didn't see him long enough to purse
Rock stands in front of the skyline backdrop
Rock
His remarkable abilities are a mysterious as they are amazing with
eyewitness accounts of great feats of strength, leaping as high as a threestory
window...
Close-up
Rock
...and something peculiar...
Video footage
Black and White surveillance video. Positioned in a high corner of the
bank, three masked men slowly retreat toward the front entrance as the
bank employees and patrons lie face first on the ground.
Rock (voice)
On July 27th these three men are making their way out of First Federal of
Chicago, watch closely as the get away car pulls up.
Church lands on the hood
Rock (voice)
Their escape is short lived as the "Vigilante" lands on the good of the ca,
smashing it into the ground. Beside the obviously devastating effects on
the thieves and there vehicle
The paused image of Church at impact
Close up small circular panel
Rock
Our producers would like to assure our audience that this blurring effect is
not due to any censoring by this program or station.
Rock (voice)
We have yet to determine exactly how he accomplishes this and we have
yet to be able to do it, thus continuing out quest at his identity
Stone stands in front of the big screen
Rock
Here at "Dateweek" we have examined dozens of images of the "Vigilante"
all ending with the some result. For several weeks now the self-proclaimed
protector has amazed the citizens of Chicago but is three also concern?
Close-up
Rock
What are his motives? What are the extents of his abilities? How does he
accomplish these things?
Long panel
Squinted eyes
Rock (voice)
Will he request compensation for his deeds? Can he be trusted? What if he
becomes a rogue how can we stop him?
A finger taps a flat panel button
Church up-close riding the EM-Cyke. The city lights are in a strange
pattern
Man Upstairs (voice)
Yo!
Larger view
Church riding, more of the odd lights
Man Upstairs (voice)
My reporters reflex is acting up and I'm thinking we need to answer some
questions being asked about you
Larger view
Church is riding up the side of a building; behind him are the city lights
from above
Church
My actions won't leave one question unanswered
Frontal view / slightly aside
Man Upstairs looking up at his screen
Man Upstairs
Nothing makes a statement like making a statement
From above
Church rides on the black surface
Man Upstairs (voice)
What are you doing?
Larger view
Church is smaller, the surface area is larger
Church
Just testing my limits
Larger view
Church is riding up the side of the Sears Tower
Long panel
Several pairs of feet walk across grass
Long panel
Grass to porch stairs
From the inside
A front door
"BING-BONG"
A small boy reaches the door
The door smashed as three thugs burst in. The boy falls to the floor, the
first thug completely inside pointing his gun down at him. The center thug
totes a large assault rifle as his long coat flares. A third barely reaching the
entrance with his unique pistol protruding inside.
From behind
A thug bursts through an interior door. A startled woman in the room
3/4
The face of a sobbing man
Voice
Allegiance to your king!
The man with the assault rifle flares his trench coat aside revealing the
woman and twin girls on the couch behind him
Man
You will pay tribute to show yours
An eyeball peeks from around a corner
A young girl runs across the doorway, the others in the room
From outside
The back door is blown open as the girl emerges
Ketty (voice)
Run!
From outside
POW-POW-POW-POW!
From outside
The men stand in the light of the open doorway
A silhouetted figure stands in the middle of the street, several hundred feet
away
Voice
Who's that?
Long panel
The four men peer up the street
More figures
The four thugs look on
Clay
You cats seen a girl running through here?
The dark figures remain quiet
His men behind him Clay grits his teeth
Clay
%*#? you then!
The figures walk toward them
Long panel / Clay's mouth
Clay
Clear out then bitches!
Long panel
Four different gun barrels form a crooked line, all firing
Larger view
The men firing
From behind
They fire into the moving crowd
Long panel
The figures diminish as they grow nearer
Long panel
Closer and fewer
Long panel
Closer, fewer
Clay lifts his arm to cease fire
One black shadow draws near
The dark glimmer fades like emerging from water
Church stands right in front of them
Church
All of you for one girl? Humph!
Two panels / opposite sides of the page
Escrima sticks fly into each hand
Off panel / top of the page
Red and blue lights
Through the windshield of the patrol car the street is wrecked, thugs laid
out in different directions around the feet of Church facing the opposite
direction
He turns back to look at the police
He walks to the right and disappears behind his cloak
The War Room
The Man Upstairs sits at the mainframe as Church approaching from
behind him and the bay doors closing in the background
Man Upstairs
You know the city is still deciding how it feels about you
Church passes behind him
Church
Good thing I'm not running for office
Man Upstairs swivels to look at Church, removing his gear in front of the
equipment housing
Man Upstairs
They were calling you "the vigilante"
Church continues without reaction
Man Upstairs
I don't want your "break-a-back" style to be misinterpreted because it could
be used to vilify you
Man Upstairs faces the audience with Church walking past him
Church
I need a sandwich, you?
Man Upstairs looking down the hall at Church's back, walking away
Man Upstairs
I'm trying to watch out for you!
King James sitting at a table, supremely dressed
Voice
...and after being found guilty of said charges by a jury of your peers...
Judge Porter presiding, she raises her gavel
Judge Porter
I sentence you Kevin Jefferson James to death by lethal injection. You are
hereby remanded to the custody of the Illinois Department of Corrections
until you punishment be mitigated!
Officers surround King James. looking up at them
King James leans back as the officers lead him from the room.
(Small Panel)
He looks deep into the courtroom
(Two smaller panels)
LP-Laurence Travers, one of King James subordinates
RP-Mia
Double-doors blown open with Mia exiting and flanked by male and female
guardians
Side view
A crowd of reporters and cameramen surround them. The woman stands
defensive with her arms extended standing slightly in front of Mia and the
male guardian. Mia slightly rescinding into the man's arms, the man stands
with one arm around Mia and the other extended toward the crowd.
Off panel / Top of the page
"POW-POW-POW-POW-POW"
People rushing in all directions. Cameras and stray shoes on the floor.
The frenzied crowd thins
Voice
It's alright!
An officer with his arms raised
Officer
Everything is alright please calm down, do not panic!
Several officers detain a struggling woman and lead her away
Woman
King James!