INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - HALLWAY - BASEMENT - DAY
Jill is walking down a long, darkened hall, holding a stack of folders. Her gun is safely placed in the holster outside her shirt. She approaches a door with a MORGUE sign bolted on it.
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INT. MORGUE - DAY
Strollers are crowding the room, with bodies, covered by white sheets and black plastic bags, lying on them. A set of one person refrigerators are in the back.
A rather unpleasent, OBESE CORONER, in a blood stained apron, resides behind a table, which is in a chaoitc mess. The Coroner is calmly destroying the contents of a Krispy Kreme box.
Jill enters and looks at the CORONER with a badly disguised repulsion.
JILL
Umm... Good afternoon. I am
Jill Valentine with the Special
Tactics And Rescue Service. I'm
supposed to assist you with the
autopsy of Jared Parsons.
CORONER
Number.
JILL
Excuse me?
The Coroner sighs and rolls his eyes.
CORONER
Listan Ma'am, I don't have the
time to memorize everyone's
names. The bodies are catalgued.
Now tell me the stiff's number
so that we can get this moving.
Jill gives the Coroner a spiteful look, opens the folder and looks inside.
JILL
Twenty seven.
CORONER
Right this way.
The Coroner dumps the donut box on top of the papers and leads Jill to a body. He lifts the cover. Jill turns away in disgust immediately.
JILL
Oh, sweet...
CORONER
Oh, pardon me. This one's not
yours. You know them hillbillies
living in the outskirts. Can't
settle an arguement without an
axe in the head.
JILL
If we please can move this
along...
The Coroner leads Jill to a nearby body. He lifts the cover. Jill is stunned into silence and immobility. The Coroner sees this and grins.
CORONER
I know how you feel.
JILL
Are... Are you sure the other
one wasn't mine?
CORONER
I'm positive. You know, I'm
not really sure why we're
here. I mean, what's there to
autopsy? They guy's pretty
much hallowed out. In any
case...
He puts on a set of rubber gloves from a nearby tables, then proceeds to grab a tape recorder and a scalpel.
CORONER(CONT.)
(speaking into the recorder)
July twenty-eight, ninteen
ninety eight. Five fourteen
p.m. Coroner. Dan Morton. I
am standing here with Special
Tactics And Rescue Service
Officer Jill Valentine. We are
examining the body of the
eleventh victim if the Arklay
killings, Jared Parsons. The
victim died due to major blood
and organ loss.
Jill takes a deep breath and turns her head to the side.
CORONER(CONT)
Most of the organs are missing
and were apperently eaten. I
will now make an incision at the
lower part of the abdomen, the
only part even remotely intact.
As the Coroner makes the incision, a small amount of dark, chunky blood pours out. The Coroner's eyes widen and he backs away.
CORONER(CONT.)
What the hell?
Jill turns her heed back.
JILL
Is something wrong?
CORONER
It's the blood... It is
properly coagulated and
everything...
JILL
So what is the problem?
CORONER
It is still circulating.
JILL
How is that possible? He's
been dead for hours and most
of his organs are missing!
CORONER
Don't you think I know that?
Listen, there must be a logical
explanation of this. Perhaps a
a gas of some sort is pushing
the blood...
They both stare at the body. Suddenly, Jill screams. The eyes Jared's mutilated face, encrusted with blood, blink.
JILL
He's alive!
A low moan erupts from Jared, as his chewed up hand slowly begins to rise.
JILL(CONT.)
What's happening?
CORONER
The gasses---
JILL
Fuck the gasses! The guy's
alive!
Jared sits up, very clumsily, like a new born. Some intestines splither out of the gaping hole in his stomach and land with sickening splat on the floor. Jill covers her mouth, almost gagging on her vomit.
CORONER
It's impossible...
Jared stares at the two, confused. Suddenly, he lets out an animal-like snarl and and with his outstretched hand grabs the Coroner's arm. The latter screams in terror and drops the scalpel and recorder on the floor.
CORONER(CONT.)
What's it doing? Help!
Jared pulls the Coroner's arm towards his opening, drooling mouth.
Jill acts quicky, she drops the folders on the floor and whips out her gun. She aims a Jared, pulls the trigger. Nothing.
CORONER(CONT.)
Noooo!!!
Jared begins to slowly sink his teeth into the Coroner's flesh, as Jill desperatly tries to figure out what is wrong woth her revolver.
JILL
Goddamn magazine jammed...
The Coroner's screams grow louder as Jared's teeth break the skin and blood begins to ooze out.
Jill sees the scalpel on the floor, puts it down and kneels down to grab the small knife.
CORONER
Help!
Jill stands with the knife for a few moments, confused. Then shequickly jams the scalpel between Jared's eyes.
Jared's grip relaxes, his jaw drops, releasing the Coroner. Then, his eyes roll into th back of the head and he falls back down on the table.
The Coroner collapses on the floor, holding his bleeding arm. Jill drop sthe scalpel on the ground, and as she is putting her gun back in the holster, she kneels down the Coroner.
JILL
Are you okay?
CORONER
The damn thing bit me.
Jill looks at his small wound, it is just some slightly broken skin.
JILL
It's not that bad.
CORONER
Thank god for that.
JILL
What the fuck was that? He
was dead just a second ago.
CORONER
Well, sometimes the decomposition
gasses cause the body to rise and
produce---
JILL
Will you just shut up with
the gasses! That body came
back to life, bit you on the
arm and would have still been
alive and gnawing on you if
I hadn't jammed that damn
scalpel in his head!
CORONER
But it's impossible. For
god's sake, the man'spleen
and intestines were missing!
JILL
Well it didn't stop him from...
In any case, I must go and
report this. I'll also call the
ambulance for you. Who knows what
kind of disease that thing carried.
Jill jumps to her feet and rushes out of the room.
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INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - HALLWAY - DAY
Jill runs down the hell, pushing aside the staff.
JILL
Somebody, call an ambulance,
a man was attacked in the
morgue.
MAN
Valentine, is this some type
of joke?
Jill does not pay attention to him and opens a door, next to which is a plaque reading S.T.A.R.S.
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INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - S.T.A.R.S. OFFICE - DAY
The entire Alpha unit is gathered around a huge radio receiver in the back, listening to white noise. Jill runs in.
JILL
Guys! Something weird is
happening with the body---
JOSEPH
Jill, shut up.
JILL
Wha---
Kevin Dooly's voice filters in from the static.
DOOLY
This is Kevin Dooly... We've
crashed landed at forty five
degrees north, forty one degrees
west. Evryone else split up, I
can't find them...
A loud banging noise mixes in with Dooly's voice.
DOOLY(CONT.)
Something's trying to get in,
send help immediately!
A crashing sound is heard and Dooly begins to scream, soon loud growling over powers his voice and once again, only white noise is heard.
JILL
Did I miss something?
JOSEPH
It's the Bravos... Apparently
they crash landed in the woods
last night and were attacked
by something. The machine got
this message last night.
CHRIS
We must get there immediately.
Brad, warm up the chopper!
BARRY
I'll sort out the weapons.
JILL
Hold on! Guys, the body in
the morgue, it came alive.
JOSEPH
What? Jill, what are you
talking about?
WESKER
This will have to wait, Jill
get your things.
JILL
Right, but---
WESKER
Jill, we'll talk about it
afterwards.
The Alphas begin rushing about the room, opening drawers, locker, grabbing guns and vests.
Jill is walking down a long, darkened hall, holding a stack of folders. Her gun is safely placed in the holster outside her shirt. She approaches a door with a MORGUE sign bolted on it.
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INT. MORGUE - DAY
Strollers are crowding the room, with bodies, covered by white sheets and black plastic bags, lying on them. A set of one person refrigerators are in the back.
A rather unpleasent, OBESE CORONER, in a blood stained apron, resides behind a table, which is in a chaoitc mess. The Coroner is calmly destroying the contents of a Krispy Kreme box.
Jill enters and looks at the CORONER with a badly disguised repulsion.
JILL
Umm... Good afternoon. I am
Jill Valentine with the Special
Tactics And Rescue Service. I'm
supposed to assist you with the
autopsy of Jared Parsons.
CORONER
Number.
JILL
Excuse me?
The Coroner sighs and rolls his eyes.
CORONER
Listan Ma'am, I don't have the
time to memorize everyone's
names. The bodies are catalgued.
Now tell me the stiff's number
so that we can get this moving.
Jill gives the Coroner a spiteful look, opens the folder and looks inside.
JILL
Twenty seven.
CORONER
Right this way.
The Coroner dumps the donut box on top of the papers and leads Jill to a body. He lifts the cover. Jill turns away in disgust immediately.
JILL
Oh, sweet...
CORONER
Oh, pardon me. This one's not
yours. You know them hillbillies
living in the outskirts. Can't
settle an arguement without an
axe in the head.
JILL
If we please can move this
along...
The Coroner leads Jill to a nearby body. He lifts the cover. Jill is stunned into silence and immobility. The Coroner sees this and grins.
CORONER
I know how you feel.
JILL
Are... Are you sure the other
one wasn't mine?
CORONER
I'm positive. You know, I'm
not really sure why we're
here. I mean, what's there to
autopsy? They guy's pretty
much hallowed out. In any
case...
He puts on a set of rubber gloves from a nearby tables, then proceeds to grab a tape recorder and a scalpel.
CORONER(CONT.)
(speaking into the recorder)
July twenty-eight, ninteen
ninety eight. Five fourteen
p.m. Coroner. Dan Morton. I
am standing here with Special
Tactics And Rescue Service
Officer Jill Valentine. We are
examining the body of the
eleventh victim if the Arklay
killings, Jared Parsons. The
victim died due to major blood
and organ loss.
Jill takes a deep breath and turns her head to the side.
CORONER(CONT)
Most of the organs are missing
and were apperently eaten. I
will now make an incision at the
lower part of the abdomen, the
only part even remotely intact.
As the Coroner makes the incision, a small amount of dark, chunky blood pours out. The Coroner's eyes widen and he backs away.
CORONER(CONT.)
What the hell?
Jill turns her heed back.
JILL
Is something wrong?
CORONER
It's the blood... It is
properly coagulated and
everything...
JILL
So what is the problem?
CORONER
It is still circulating.
JILL
How is that possible? He's
been dead for hours and most
of his organs are missing!
CORONER
Don't you think I know that?
Listen, there must be a logical
explanation of this. Perhaps a
a gas of some sort is pushing
the blood...
They both stare at the body. Suddenly, Jill screams. The eyes Jared's mutilated face, encrusted with blood, blink.
JILL
He's alive!
A low moan erupts from Jared, as his chewed up hand slowly begins to rise.
JILL(CONT.)
What's happening?
CORONER
The gasses---
JILL
Fuck the gasses! The guy's
alive!
Jared sits up, very clumsily, like a new born. Some intestines splither out of the gaping hole in his stomach and land with sickening splat on the floor. Jill covers her mouth, almost gagging on her vomit.
CORONER
It's impossible...
Jared stares at the two, confused. Suddenly, he lets out an animal-like snarl and and with his outstretched hand grabs the Coroner's arm. The latter screams in terror and drops the scalpel and recorder on the floor.
CORONER(CONT.)
What's it doing? Help!
Jared pulls the Coroner's arm towards his opening, drooling mouth.
Jill acts quicky, she drops the folders on the floor and whips out her gun. She aims a Jared, pulls the trigger. Nothing.
CORONER(CONT.)
Noooo!!!
Jared begins to slowly sink his teeth into the Coroner's flesh, as Jill desperatly tries to figure out what is wrong woth her revolver.
JILL
Goddamn magazine jammed...
The Coroner's screams grow louder as Jared's teeth break the skin and blood begins to ooze out.
Jill sees the scalpel on the floor, puts it down and kneels down to grab the small knife.
CORONER
Help!
Jill stands with the knife for a few moments, confused. Then shequickly jams the scalpel between Jared's eyes.
Jared's grip relaxes, his jaw drops, releasing the Coroner. Then, his eyes roll into th back of the head and he falls back down on the table.
The Coroner collapses on the floor, holding his bleeding arm. Jill drop sthe scalpel on the ground, and as she is putting her gun back in the holster, she kneels down the Coroner.
JILL
Are you okay?
CORONER
The damn thing bit me.
Jill looks at his small wound, it is just some slightly broken skin.
JILL
It's not that bad.
CORONER
Thank god for that.
JILL
What the fuck was that? He
was dead just a second ago.
CORONER
Well, sometimes the decomposition
gasses cause the body to rise and
produce---
JILL
Will you just shut up with
the gasses! That body came
back to life, bit you on the
arm and would have still been
alive and gnawing on you if
I hadn't jammed that damn
scalpel in his head!
CORONER
But it's impossible. For
god's sake, the man'spleen
and intestines were missing!
JILL
Well it didn't stop him from...
In any case, I must go and
report this. I'll also call the
ambulance for you. Who knows what
kind of disease that thing carried.
Jill jumps to her feet and rushes out of the room.
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INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - HALLWAY - DAY
Jill runs down the hell, pushing aside the staff.
JILL
Somebody, call an ambulance,
a man was attacked in the
morgue.
MAN
Valentine, is this some type
of joke?
Jill does not pay attention to him and opens a door, next to which is a plaque reading S.T.A.R.S.
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INT. POLICE DEPARTMENT - S.T.A.R.S. OFFICE - DAY
The entire Alpha unit is gathered around a huge radio receiver in the back, listening to white noise. Jill runs in.
JILL
Guys! Something weird is
happening with the body---
JOSEPH
Jill, shut up.
JILL
Wha---
Kevin Dooly's voice filters in from the static.
DOOLY
This is Kevin Dooly... We've
crashed landed at forty five
degrees north, forty one degrees
west. Evryone else split up, I
can't find them...
A loud banging noise mixes in with Dooly's voice.
DOOLY(CONT.)
Something's trying to get in,
send help immediately!
A crashing sound is heard and Dooly begins to scream, soon loud growling over powers his voice and once again, only white noise is heard.
JILL
Did I miss something?
JOSEPH
It's the Bravos... Apparently
they crash landed in the woods
last night and were attacked
by something. The machine got
this message last night.
CHRIS
We must get there immediately.
Brad, warm up the chopper!
BARRY
I'll sort out the weapons.
JILL
Hold on! Guys, the body in
the morgue, it came alive.
JOSEPH
What? Jill, what are you
talking about?
WESKER
This will have to wait, Jill
get your things.
JILL
Right, but---
WESKER
Jill, we'll talk about it
afterwards.
The Alphas begin rushing about the room, opening drawers, locker, grabbing guns and vests.
