EXT. RACCOON CITY - DAY
SUPER the legend: "RACCOON CITY, COLORADO. 2 MONTHS LATER.
A stereotypical, all American town with cute little houses, green trees and and a few skyscrapers sticking out in the middle. Big mountains can be seen in the background.
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INSERT - OFFICE TABLE
A tabloid newspaper drops from onto the table's smooth surface. The front headline sticks out like a sore thumb: CANNIBALISTIC CULT DISCOVERED OUT IN THE OUTSKIRTS OF RACCOON CITY.
Another tabloid newspaper drops on top of the other one. The headline reads: HORROR IN RACCOON! MORE VICTIMS ARE DEAD! (A CANNIBALISTIC OCCULT MAY BE TO BLAME.)
WOMAN
(o.s.)
What. The. Fuck.
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INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - OFFICE - DAY
JILL VALENTINE, in her early twenties and very beautiful, stands in front of a table, very angry. She is wearing a uniform, which is a cross between a police one and a military one. It has an ensign on the sleeve consisting of three stars and S.T.A.R.S. Written below.
Sitting behind the table, with his feet on it, is ALBERT WESKER. He is in his late thirties, well tanned and has a mysterious smirk on his face. He is also wearing a S.T.A.R.S. Uniform and never takes off his dark sunglasses.
JILL
How did this information
leak out?
Wesker lowers his feet to the ground and picks up the newspapers. He looks at them for a second, then throws them into the trash bin.
WESKER
What's wrong with it?
JILL
I think you should rephrase
that question. What is not
wrong with that article! All
the information is completely
exaggerated and taken out of
context.
WESKER
The press was getting
restless and Chief Irons
told me to give them
something to gnaw on.
JILL
Wesker, they should amputate
your tongue. You gave them
too much information! And
some of it is not even one
hundred percent positive.
WESKER
Hey, I only told them the
working theories, okay? I
can't be held accountable
if a few tabloid magazines
exaggerated minor details.
JILL
Does Enrico know about this?
WESKER
Why should he?
JILL
He is also in command.
WESKER
Second in command, mind
you. I am the captain of
the S.T.A.R.S.
JILL
Well, he will know now.
Jill storms out of the office, as Wesker grins.
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INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - DAY
Jill is rushing down the empty hall, when A HAND grabs her.
Jill gasps, turns around and her look of surprise is replaced with a look of annoyance.
JILL
Oh, Chris, it is you.
CHRIS REDFIELD, lean muscular, handsome is the one who is holding Jill. He is also wearing a S.T.A.R.S. Uniform.
CHRIS
(releasing Jill's arm)
You seem in a hurry.
JILL
It's just that Wesker and
Irons blabbered to everyone
about the Arklay Murders.
"TOP SECRET," my ass!
CHRIS
Yeah, about that. I overheard
Enrico saying the Bravos are
going in first. Tonight.
JILL
They are sending the Bravo
team first?!
CHRIS
As far as I know.
JILL
Dammit, the press is gonna
have a field day. These
are the most violent and
mysterious serial killings
Raccoon City has seen in
years, and we are sending
in a S.T.A.R.S. Unit that
consists mostly of rookies.
Just awesome, ain't it?
CHRIS
What I am really worried
about is that girl,
Chambers is her name, I
think.
JILL
Chambers... Chambers...
Isn't she that eighteen
year old child genius
we got from a college
intern program?
CHRIS
Yeah. The only safe job
we had for her was a
medic. So...
JILL
(semi jokingly)
That's not fair. How come the
Bravos get the doctors?
CHRIS
Hey, you should be proud.
They thought so highly
of the Alphas, that they
considered us in no need
of a doctor.
JILL
Yeah, whatever. In any
case, the briefing is
in ten minutes. We better
get cracking.
They exit together down the hall.
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INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - BRIEFING ROOM - DAY
All of the S.T.A.R.S. Memebers are gathered in the room. They are as follows, BARRY BURTON, A muscular giant of a man, with a funny looking red beard and hair. REBECCA CHAMBERS, barely eighteen. Her uniform is slightly different than the rest. It has lighter color, not as complicated and a giant red cross is on the back. Rebecca has a nervous look in her face, otherwise, she you your typical, attractive girl-next-door. RICHARD AIKIN, in his late twenties, muscular, with a receding hairline. FOREST SPYER, Same age as Chris, is Native American, with some tatoos, consisting mostly of naked women. His long hair are tied in a knot. There is KENNETH SULLIVAN, late forties, just as musculat as Barry, bald and the only African-American in the group. There are three more men. BRAD VIKERS, early thirties and with an extremely cowardly and nervous face. EDWARD DEWEY, in his mid-twenties, just as muscular as Barry, but taller. The last is KEVIN DOOLEY, somewhere in his late-thirties, and also built fairly well.
All of them, including Jill and Chris, are spread around the room, sitting behind college classroom-like desks.
Wesker is standing by a tribune, boasting the logo of Raccoon City Police Department. He is holding a remote, which is helping flip slides from a projecter.
Standing next to him is ENRICO MARINI, Hispanic and in his late forties.
The room is dark. The only light is tha coming from the projector.
WESKER
So far, the murders have
only occured at one area.
Around Victory Lake.
A picture comes on the white screen behind him. It is a map, showing greenery and a big, blue spot in the middle.
WESKER(CONT.)
The mission is to search
the area, perticulary the
old, abandoned mansion,
located in the very heart
of that part of the woods.
Brad raises his hand.
WESKER(CONT.)
Yes?
BRAD
Mansion?
ENRICO
I'll take that.
Wesker gives Enrico the remote and steps fown from the tribune, with Enrico taking his place.
Enrico clicks the remote and the the previous image is replaced by an old, black & white photogrpaph of a GIGANTIC, THREE-STORY MANSION.
ENRICO
The Spencer Mansion was
constructed in 1967 by
George Trevor, one of
the most famous architects
in American history.
Enrico clicks on the remote again and a black & white photogrpaph of a MIDDLE AGED MAN in a very expensive suit.
JILL
Hey, I heard about that guy.
Whatever happened to him?
ENNRICO
Not that that is relevant,
but nobody knows for sure.
Trevor, his wife, and their
daughter just disappeared
shortly after he completed
Lord Spencer's project and
was never heard from since.
Now, if we could get back
to the subject...
(flip's back to the mansion photo.)
Ozwell Spencer wanted the
estate to be a resort of sorts
for the higher-up employees
of the "Umbrella" corporation,
a company he and a few other
prominent billionaires own.
JOSEPH
You mean to tell us that the
the Spencer family owns that
fruity cosmetics company?
ENRICO
Shut up, Frost. Anyway,
The Spencer Estate was
condemned and shut down
in less than a year after
it opened and has been
abandoned since. There are
some speculations that the
Arklay Murderers might be
hiding there. Bravos,
inspecting the mansion is
our main goal in this mission.
Any questions?
(Jill raises her hand)
Yes?
JILL
Why was the mansion shut down?
WESKER
I'll take that one. You see,
George Trevor had a very
unhealthy passion for Edgar
Allan Poe and James Bond movies.
Unknown to Lord Spencer, he, for
reasons unknown to this day, had
build many booby traps. Most of
them were quite dealy. After a
third person got hurt from one
of Trevor's traps, the mansion
was deemed unlivable, and condemned.
JOSEPH
That Trevor was one sick fuck.
WESKER
Joseph, without the commentary,
please. Well, if there is no
more questions, we are done.
Enrico, take it from here.
Wesker quickly crosses to the door and exits.
ENRICO
Okay Bravos, its showtime. Let's
get cracking. Everything has to
be ready for tonight that we
could leave immediately.
The Bravos, which consists of Kevin, Forest, Rebecca, Sullivan, Dewey, and Aiken rise up and, together with Enrico exit.
JILL
I still say they should have
let us handle it first.
CHRIS
Jill, just move on already.
Jill sighs in annoyance.
SUPER the legend: "RACCOON CITY, COLORADO. 2 MONTHS LATER.
A stereotypical, all American town with cute little houses, green trees and and a few skyscrapers sticking out in the middle. Big mountains can be seen in the background.
CUT TO:
INSERT - OFFICE TABLE
A tabloid newspaper drops from onto the table's smooth surface. The front headline sticks out like a sore thumb: CANNIBALISTIC CULT DISCOVERED OUT IN THE OUTSKIRTS OF RACCOON CITY.
Another tabloid newspaper drops on top of the other one. The headline reads: HORROR IN RACCOON! MORE VICTIMS ARE DEAD! (A CANNIBALISTIC OCCULT MAY BE TO BLAME.)
WOMAN
(o.s.)
What. The. Fuck.
CUT TO:
INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - OFFICE - DAY
JILL VALENTINE, in her early twenties and very beautiful, stands in front of a table, very angry. She is wearing a uniform, which is a cross between a police one and a military one. It has an ensign on the sleeve consisting of three stars and S.T.A.R.S. Written below.
Sitting behind the table, with his feet on it, is ALBERT WESKER. He is in his late thirties, well tanned and has a mysterious smirk on his face. He is also wearing a S.T.A.R.S. Uniform and never takes off his dark sunglasses.
JILL
How did this information
leak out?
Wesker lowers his feet to the ground and picks up the newspapers. He looks at them for a second, then throws them into the trash bin.
WESKER
What's wrong with it?
JILL
I think you should rephrase
that question. What is not
wrong with that article! All
the information is completely
exaggerated and taken out of
context.
WESKER
The press was getting
restless and Chief Irons
told me to give them
something to gnaw on.
JILL
Wesker, they should amputate
your tongue. You gave them
too much information! And
some of it is not even one
hundred percent positive.
WESKER
Hey, I only told them the
working theories, okay? I
can't be held accountable
if a few tabloid magazines
exaggerated minor details.
JILL
Does Enrico know about this?
WESKER
Why should he?
JILL
He is also in command.
WESKER
Second in command, mind
you. I am the captain of
the S.T.A.R.S.
JILL
Well, he will know now.
Jill storms out of the office, as Wesker grins.
CUT TO:
INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - DAY
Jill is rushing down the empty hall, when A HAND grabs her.
Jill gasps, turns around and her look of surprise is replaced with a look of annoyance.
JILL
Oh, Chris, it is you.
CHRIS REDFIELD, lean muscular, handsome is the one who is holding Jill. He is also wearing a S.T.A.R.S. Uniform.
CHRIS
(releasing Jill's arm)
You seem in a hurry.
JILL
It's just that Wesker and
Irons blabbered to everyone
about the Arklay Murders.
"TOP SECRET," my ass!
CHRIS
Yeah, about that. I overheard
Enrico saying the Bravos are
going in first. Tonight.
JILL
They are sending the Bravo
team first?!
CHRIS
As far as I know.
JILL
Dammit, the press is gonna
have a field day. These
are the most violent and
mysterious serial killings
Raccoon City has seen in
years, and we are sending
in a S.T.A.R.S. Unit that
consists mostly of rookies.
Just awesome, ain't it?
CHRIS
What I am really worried
about is that girl,
Chambers is her name, I
think.
JILL
Chambers... Chambers...
Isn't she that eighteen
year old child genius
we got from a college
intern program?
CHRIS
Yeah. The only safe job
we had for her was a
medic. So...
JILL
(semi jokingly)
That's not fair. How come the
Bravos get the doctors?
CHRIS
Hey, you should be proud.
They thought so highly
of the Alphas, that they
considered us in no need
of a doctor.
JILL
Yeah, whatever. In any
case, the briefing is
in ten minutes. We better
get cracking.
They exit together down the hall.
CUT TO:
INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - BRIEFING ROOM - DAY
All of the S.T.A.R.S. Memebers are gathered in the room. They are as follows, BARRY BURTON, A muscular giant of a man, with a funny looking red beard and hair. REBECCA CHAMBERS, barely eighteen. Her uniform is slightly different than the rest. It has lighter color, not as complicated and a giant red cross is on the back. Rebecca has a nervous look in her face, otherwise, she you your typical, attractive girl-next-door. RICHARD AIKIN, in his late twenties, muscular, with a receding hairline. FOREST SPYER, Same age as Chris, is Native American, with some tatoos, consisting mostly of naked women. His long hair are tied in a knot. There is KENNETH SULLIVAN, late forties, just as musculat as Barry, bald and the only African-American in the group. There are three more men. BRAD VIKERS, early thirties and with an extremely cowardly and nervous face. EDWARD DEWEY, in his mid-twenties, just as muscular as Barry, but taller. The last is KEVIN DOOLEY, somewhere in his late-thirties, and also built fairly well.
All of them, including Jill and Chris, are spread around the room, sitting behind college classroom-like desks.
Wesker is standing by a tribune, boasting the logo of Raccoon City Police Department. He is holding a remote, which is helping flip slides from a projecter.
Standing next to him is ENRICO MARINI, Hispanic and in his late forties.
The room is dark. The only light is tha coming from the projector.
WESKER
So far, the murders have
only occured at one area.
Around Victory Lake.
A picture comes on the white screen behind him. It is a map, showing greenery and a big, blue spot in the middle.
WESKER(CONT.)
The mission is to search
the area, perticulary the
old, abandoned mansion,
located in the very heart
of that part of the woods.
Brad raises his hand.
WESKER(CONT.)
Yes?
BRAD
Mansion?
ENRICO
I'll take that.
Wesker gives Enrico the remote and steps fown from the tribune, with Enrico taking his place.
Enrico clicks the remote and the the previous image is replaced by an old, black & white photogrpaph of a GIGANTIC, THREE-STORY MANSION.
ENRICO
The Spencer Mansion was
constructed in 1967 by
George Trevor, one of
the most famous architects
in American history.
Enrico clicks on the remote again and a black & white photogrpaph of a MIDDLE AGED MAN in a very expensive suit.
JILL
Hey, I heard about that guy.
Whatever happened to him?
ENNRICO
Not that that is relevant,
but nobody knows for sure.
Trevor, his wife, and their
daughter just disappeared
shortly after he completed
Lord Spencer's project and
was never heard from since.
Now, if we could get back
to the subject...
(flip's back to the mansion photo.)
Ozwell Spencer wanted the
estate to be a resort of sorts
for the higher-up employees
of the "Umbrella" corporation,
a company he and a few other
prominent billionaires own.
JOSEPH
You mean to tell us that the
the Spencer family owns that
fruity cosmetics company?
ENRICO
Shut up, Frost. Anyway,
The Spencer Estate was
condemned and shut down
in less than a year after
it opened and has been
abandoned since. There are
some speculations that the
Arklay Murderers might be
hiding there. Bravos,
inspecting the mansion is
our main goal in this mission.
Any questions?
(Jill raises her hand)
Yes?
JILL
Why was the mansion shut down?
WESKER
I'll take that one. You see,
George Trevor had a very
unhealthy passion for Edgar
Allan Poe and James Bond movies.
Unknown to Lord Spencer, he, for
reasons unknown to this day, had
build many booby traps. Most of
them were quite dealy. After a
third person got hurt from one
of Trevor's traps, the mansion
was deemed unlivable, and condemned.
JOSEPH
That Trevor was one sick fuck.
WESKER
Joseph, without the commentary,
please. Well, if there is no
more questions, we are done.
Enrico, take it from here.
Wesker quickly crosses to the door and exits.
ENRICO
Okay Bravos, its showtime. Let's
get cracking. Everything has to
be ready for tonight that we
could leave immediately.
The Bravos, which consists of Kevin, Forest, Rebecca, Sullivan, Dewey, and Aiken rise up and, together with Enrico exit.
JILL
I still say they should have
let us handle it first.
CHRIS
Jill, just move on already.
Jill sighs in annoyance.
