6x09
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TEASER
FADE IN:
1 INT. ABANDONED HOUSE - DAY 1
A few loose rays of sunshine trickle into the vacant living
room, where ancient, dust covered furniture is carelessly
strewn about the room. No one has lived here in some time.
Something quickly dashes across the room, giving way to a
form that we're scarcely able to make out. A door on the far
side of the room FLIES open.
Through the abandoned doorway enters a pair of men. As they
step out of the light, we're able to make out, CASH, a large
man with a sizable scar over his right eye and an English
accent, and DEMITRI, a smaller American bread man with
glasses and an overexaggerated fu manchu. Both men are
dressed in thick, leather clothing nearly from head to toe
and carry weapon apiece -- a broad sword and an axe.
CASH
The door was still closed. Are you
sure that this is the building that
it went in?
DEMITRI
Positive.
CASH
What was it?
DEMITRI
You know damn good and well what it
was.
(excitedly)
You think you're ready for this,
girlie man?
CASH
(confidently)
Look who you're asking!
The men share a nervous smile and continue further into the
shadows.
As they traverse the rubble laden room, a high pitched HISS
makes them both jump in shock. They take their battle
positions, standing back to back as they prepare for the
forthcoming encounter.
They stand for several seconds, however, and still --
nothing. They continue turning in circles with their backs to
one another as they search for their concealed enemy.
CASH (cont'd)
You did hear that right?
DEMITRI
Hear what? I'm just trying to
scratch my back.
CASH
This is hardly the time for jokes!
DEMITRI
(apathetically)
Stop whining, you cowardly bastard.
If we're about to die, I'll be
damned if I'm not gonna squeeze a
few more in!
CASH
Maybe we should go back and get a
few of the others. This is a little
dangerous... even for us.
DEMITRI
We chased him in here, we can't run
out screaming now! We'll look like
a couple of novices and we're the
best that the Alliance has! Where's
your sense of adventure?
CASH
I left it at home. Look's like
we're going to have to go back to
my place and get it!
DEMITRI
(solemnly)
I don't think we're going to have
time.
CASH
What?
(turning around)
Oh hell.
(beat)
It looks mad.
DEMITRI
(solemnly)
I think he knows who we are.
The men come to stand side by side as they stare down their
still unseen adversary. Another frightening HISS breaks the
silence and the men raise their weapons.
They begin swinging furiously as we hear their opponent
quickly cover a lot of ground in their direction.
They take a series of advancing steps while going on attack
as we stay focused solely on the old fireplace.
CLANG!
The weapons appear to be making breaking little ground in the
fight as they sound almost as they're scraping against one
another. A SCREAM rings out.
DEMITRI (cont'd)
Cash!
A lifeless body falls back into view with a mortal wound to
the chest. We hear several more scrapes of the axe before
Demitri, likewise, falls to the ground with a THUD!
He lies face first with blood running profusely down his
face. Though nearly rendered unconscious, he slowly tries to
begin pulling himself away from the scene.
Unable to pull himself to his knees, he relies solely on his
upper arm strength to make his retreat. He's only gotten a
matter of inches, however, before he's violently dragged
backwards.
He frantically claws the ground, trying to establish any kind
of hold on the floor, but loses the battle as he vanishes
completely out of view before one last SCREAM, and then we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
2 INT. ABANDONED HOUSE - NIGHT 2
ANGEL, NINA, and CONNOR are all walking carefully through the
one and same room that just witnessed the one-sided battle.
Connor and Angel are knelt in front of the fireplace,
examining the newly established crime scene. Nina walks
curiously around the room, taking in the scene.
CONNOR
Didn't the paper say that these
guys were gutted?
ANGEL
Yep.
NINA
(sickened)
What kind of demon is going to gut
some one?
ANGEL
(nonchalantly)
I could think of a few.
CONNOR
There's definitely enough blood
here to support the gutting theory.
NINA
(to Angel)
Any idea who the victims were?
ANGEL
I got names and addresses of both
men. I just wanted to check out the
crime scene first.
NINA
Because murder scenes are always so
darned fascinating?
CONNOR
Because it helps to get a feel for
what we're dealing with.
ANGEL
And a lot of times, demons will
leave their signature on a place,
whether they mean to or not.
Nina stands staring at the two, suddenly feeling a bit out of
place -- more so than she already had.
NINA
So this is like some CSI type stuff
without all the expensive gadgets
and time consuming methods?
ANGEL
You could say that.
NINA
Picking up any kind of signatures
then?
ANGEL
I am, I just don't recognize the
penmanship.
CONNOR
The claw marks?
ANGEL
Yeah. They run diagonally on both
sides of where the victims bodies
were.
CONNOR
Ceremonial?
ANGEL
I don't think so. More likely a
required part of the feeding
ritual.
NINA
(disturbed)
Feeding?
Angel and Connor can't help, but smile at the amount of
innocence she brings to a crime scene.
ANGEL
What did you think it would do with
the guts?
Nina stares at Angel, seeming almost nauseous.
3 INT. DEMITRI'S APARTMENT 3
A door stands closed as someone is fumbling around with the
handle, trying to coax the door into opening. After several
seconds, a CLICK signifies the end product of their efforts.
The door slowly creaks open as Nina proudly walks through the
door, followed by angel and Connor.
ANGEL
I still say it would have been
easier to kick it in...
NINA
But it would have lacked the
finesse!
They look around the apartment to find an array of familiar
objects. To any normal people who entered, the residence
would seem cryptic, but to our heroes, it seems like home.
A wide assortment of weapons hang ceremoniously upon the
walls. A large bookshelf contains a great deal of volumes on
a vast range of demonology works. A series of candles line
the apartment, and a few still burn brightly.
Connor is examining a few of the books from the shelf.
CONNOR
"Archived Demonology Reference From
The First to Thirteenth Century?"
I'd say that it's safe to assume
that this guy wasn't a computer
science major.
Angel and Nina are checking through a closet and a bathroom.
ANGEL
Looks like he was a player.
NINA
Yeah, but which side is he playing
for- was he playing for?
ANGEL
It's a little too early to tell.
Right now he doesn't have anything
that we don't have.
NINA
What exactly are we looking for?
ANGEL
Anything unusual.
NINA
This stuff is all kind of unusual!
ANGEL
Anything outrageously unusual then.
They share a quick smile.
CONNOR
Jackpot!
ANGEL
What is it?
CONNOR
A diary.
NINA
(trying to be enthuiastic)
Good job, Connor!
CONNOR
Uh... thanks.
Before any celebrations can commence, however, a piece of
glass SHATTERS somewhere in the house.
The gang looks curiously to one another before slowly making
their way to the undisclosed door. Connor takes the lead
followed by Angel and then Nina. As they close in on the
door, Angel gently pushes Nina back out of harm's way.
Just as Connor reaches out for the door's handle, the door
OPENS outward and a man bursts past them all, knocking Connor
on the ground.
Angel pauses to help Connor back up as the man makes a rapid
exit.
ANGEL
(to Connor)
You alright?
CONNOR
Yeah, just get him!
4 INT. DEMITRI'S APARTMENT - HALLWAY - CONTINUOUS 4
Angel runs after the guy, who doesn't make it far at all.
Just as he gets outside the front door, he CRASHES into a
person who was walking innocently down the hallway. They both
fly violently in different directions and land hard on the
ground. Angel quickly comes to hover over him.
ANGEL
Some getaway...
The man blinks as he looks back up at Angel.
5 INT. DEMITRI'S APARTMENT - LATER 5
Back inside Demitri's apartment, Angel and company have
cautiously tied the man down to a chair in the middle of the
floor. Angel gently taps the side of the man's face several
times with the side of a dagger.
The man slowly begins to come around. As he opens his eyes
for the first few times, he seems normal, but after the
situation has time to lay into him, he begins the inevitably
unsuccessful struggle to free himself.
MAN
What do you want with me?!
ANGEL
Calm down. We just want to ask you
a few questions.
MAN
Who are you?!
ANGEL
(sternly)
Calm down.
MAN
You've go to-
THWOP! Angel lands an effortless, but effective punch to the
man's face.
ANGEL
I said, calm down!
The man reluctantly nods his head.
ANGEL (cont'd)
Like I said, we're not going to
hurt you. We've just got a few
questions.
MAN
(uneasy)
What kind of questions?
ANGEL
For starters, what are you doing in
a dead man's apartment?
MAN
I could ask you the same.
Angel raises his eyebrows to ask the man if he really needs
to be punched again.
MAN (cont'd)
He's a friend and a colleague.
CONNOR
A colleague in what?
The man glances at Angel, as if unsure to answer a kid like
Connor or not.
ANGEL
You heard him.
MAN
I can't say.
SLAP! Nina comes across with a slap to his face. Angel and
Connor stare at her, impressed.
NINA
What? A woman's not allowed to
assault the hostage? That's kind of
sexist. Where are we, the South?!
Angel smiles at Nina in admiration for a moment before
looking back to their hostage.
ANGEL
(to the man)
Would you rather talk to me or get
another shot of my- of her hand?
MAN
Alright, fine!
(beat; sighs)
We're an underground organization
called the Alliance.
ANGEL
Alliance of what?
MAN
(hesitantly)
Demon hunters.
The gang look at him, waiting for any kind of continuation of
the story.
MAN (cont'd)
I know that this is going to be
hard for you to conceive... but
demons are real. They're out there.
They walk the streets just like you
and I.
ANGEL
(beat)
I'll take your word for it. Now
what exactly were your friends
chasing into that old building?
MAN
(assertively)
A demon.
CONNER
Care to be more specific?
MAN
There's no point. You wouldn't
understand.
ANGEL
Try us.
6 EXT. OUTSIDE ALLIANCE LAYER. NIGHT. 6
We take in the view that is the home to the underground demon
hunter's Alliance. It is a monumental building that stands in
the heart of the downtown Los Angeles area. Of all the
buildings that line the particular stretch of city, it is the
only one that is unmarked.
7 INT. ALLIANCE LAYER - CONTINUOUS 7
The gang walks defiantly into the headquarters of the group
without so much as an introduction. The innards of the
building appear to be just like any other office building
throughout the world.
As they stroll confidently through the white walls and
checkered floors of the lobby, a guard stands in front of
what appears to be the only door that leads anywhere.
GUARD
(to Angel)
I'm sorry, sir, this is a
restricted area. If you have
official business, you should first
call ahead and schedule a meeting.
ANGEL
I already did. They didn't tell
you?
GUARD
Where's your pass?
8 INT. ROGUE LAYER - MEETING ROOM - CONTINUOUS 8
The double doors to the office CRASH open as the now unarmed
guard flies to the floor inside.
A group of well dressed men stand from round a conference
table and look nervously to one another as Angel strolls
through the doors.
ANGEL
What? No demon heads hanging from
the walls? I've got to tell you,
boys, not too impressive so far.
Still sharing a look of bewilderment, the man sitting at the
head of the table stands up - this is JOHANSEN. He's an older
gentleman with thick, white eyebrows that stick out
considerably from his wrinkled face. He speaks with a thick
European accent.
JOHANSEN
(angrily)
Who the hell do you think you are
breaking in here like that?
ANGEL
(looking to Nina)
Did I forget to introduce myself
again?
(back to the men)
I'm sorry. I sometimes do that when
I'm trying to intimidate people.
I'm Angel.
The men look intriguingly to one another.
JOHANSEN
The vampire?
ANGEL
So you've heard of me? Good,
that'll make this easier.
JOHANSEN
(almost in awe)
If you're really Angel... then you
surely know Wesley Wyndham-Price?
ANGEL
Yeah. I...
(confused)
...what?
JOHANSEN
Is he not a colleague of yours?
ANGEL
He was a colleague of mine, but how
do you know Wesley?
JOHANSEN
How could we not know him? He's a
legend here!
ANGEL
(disbelief)
Wesley?
9 INT. ROGUE LAYER - MEETING ROOM - LATER 9
Angel, Connor, and Nina are now sitting around the table with
the group of men. The men seem saddened - Angel has told them
of Wesley's fate.
JOHANSEN
I cannot believe that he is dead.
ANGEL
I can't believe it sometimes
either.
JOHANSEN
How did it happen?
ANGEL
We were in a great battle. He was
taken down by a great sorcerer.
JOHANSEN
That figures! Damn sorcerers will
be the downfall of the entire
society!
ANGEL
Yeah, well... how did you guys come
to know about Wesley?
JOHANSEN
We've been at this for a very long
time, Angel. We've tried to keep
these streets safe over the years.
I'm sure that you know better than
anyone that, that isn't an easy
task.
ANGEL
No, of course not.
JOHANSEN
We heard tales of Wesley through
the years, tales of his triumphs
and his pitfalls. He symbolized all
that we wanted to be. He was loyal,
virtuous, and above all, he did
what was in the best interest of
humanity. Not to mention that he
was typically extremely successful
in most every mission that he sat
out upon.
The group share a murmur of agreement.
JOHANSEN (cont'd)
So what brings you hear tonight?
ANGEL
We happened across two of your men
tonight by chance. I didn't know
that they were yours, of course,
but we've been trying to find
whatever it was that did this.
(beat)
Here's what bothers me, though - if
you're this big, demon hunting
alliance that's been keeping the
streets safe for so man years...
How come I've never heard of you?
JOHANSEN
We try to keep within the shadows,
much like you. Your reputation
and... unique situation make it a
bit more complicated for you than
it is for us, I'm afraid.
ANGEL
I suppose so.
CONNOR
Do you know what did this to your
men?
JOHANSEN
(almost mumbling)
The cazador.
ANGEL
What was that?
JOHANSEN
It's called the cazador, the great
hunter of man.
ANGEL
I've never heard of it.
JOHANSEN
No. You wouldn't have. It's a breed
of demon that is all too rare. We
first came to know of it in the
early 1980's when it-
Johansen stops as a low RUMBLE starts ringing all around the
room.
Angel and Connor instinctively begin scouring the room before
turning back to Johansen. Before he can get anything out, the
double doors to the room fly open once more and the terrified
guard rushes in.
GUARD
Sir. It's here!
NINA
What's here?!
JOHANSEN
The cazador...
Just then, the power to the building goes out. Everyone
remains strikingly calm, however, as Angel, Connor, and Nina
jump from their seats and prepare for action. Several seconds
pass in the total darkness -- nothing.
Out of nowhere, a SCREAM rings out from somewhere behind
them, and a door FLIES off of its hinges.
Through it runs a hideous CREATURE, though it moves so
quickly, we're barely able to make anything out. Screams
begin to fill the room as men begin disappearing underneath
the table. Angel quickly produces a sword, as does Connor.
CONNOR
Where is it?
ANGEL
It's under the table!
CONNOR
Think we can kill it?
ANGEL
Only one way to find out!
They storm the table. They jump on top of it and tumultuously
begin running their steel through the giving wooden table.
They've soon made a full pass of the table.
ANGEL (cont'd)
Anything?
CONNER
No! Is it still down there?!
Before Angel can answer, another man gets frantically dragged
underneath.
ANGEL
I'd say so...
With a quick nod, Angel and Connor both plunge their swords
into opposite sides of the table. As Angel dips his sword in,
a freakishly horrendous ROAR fills the room.
The center of the table is lifted high off of the ground,
sending both Angel and Connor SOARING through the air and the
table crashing against the wall.
They land a few yards from one another, and both begin to
slowly make their way to their feet as Nina hurries to their
side.
NINA
What is it?!
ANGEL
(winded)
The hunter, apparently...
NINA
Yeah, great time for sarcasm,
Angel! Let's get out of here!
ANGEL
Not yet.
NINA
Why?
ANGEL
Because I like that sword!
We quickly glance across the room to see Angel's sword
sticking out of the demolished table. Angel runs toward it as
Nina looks to Connor.
NINA
Is he crazy?
Connor nods and runs off after him.
NINA (cont'd)
(despairingly)
And obviously, you are too...
As Angel is trying like King Arthur to remove his sword from
the table, he is taken by surprise as the CAZADOR comes out
of nowhere to stand directly in front of him.
Angel stops dead in his tracks and stares - The beast is a
fantastically ghoulish demon that stands seven feet tall.
It's head is huge -- nowhere near proportionate to its body.
Large rows of fangs hang carelessly from its salivating
mouth, as it looks as though it's going to attempt to swallow
Angel whole. Long arms are capped off by an expansive set of
razor sharp claws.
Just as the cazador lunges for him, however, a sword SLICES
into its face and actually removes one of the giant fangs.
The beast lets out a heart throbbing ROAR.
CONNOR
You alright?
Angel nods, then dislodges his sword and begins to attack,
but the recent de-fanging seems to have only worked to
infuriate the cazador.
It knocks Connor to the ground and begins to hurry in his
direction. It opens it mouth and goes in for the kill, but
Connor holds his sword up long ways to keep its huge teeth at
bay, long enough for Angel to get there.
Angel shoves a sword into its side, but once more only
manages to piss it off.
It ROARS in pain as Angel gets knocked around for his effort.
It seems that all hope is lost, until Johansen runs from
nowhere and JUMPS on the beast's back -- causing it to run in
circles like a dog chasing its tail, attempting to shake him
off.
JOHANSEN
Get out of here!
ANGEL
I won't-
JOHANSEN
Get out of here, there's no way to
defeat it! Just go!
Angel begins to step back to the fight again, but is stopped
when Nina grabs his arm. He looks to Nina, and then back to
Johansen, before reluctantly giving in and following Nina and
Connor out of the building.
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT ONE
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