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14 INT. TRICK & TREATS - NIGHT 14
Faith is at the bar, knocking back a big gulp of beer. "THE
RECKONING" by BOOMKAT plays in the background, with some
people dancing on the dance-floor. Faith eyes them before
returning her gaze to the barman, FRITZ.
FAITH
You know what this place needs,
Fritz? Besides, shock treatment,
anyway.
FRITZ
Naked waitresses? You gonna take me
up on my offer at last?
FAITH
(chuckles at his joke)
No, man, it needs a serious make
over, 'cause this club is dying in
the E.R, and Doctor Green is
nowhere to be found!
FRITZ
Hey, it's not that bad. We're just
going through a slow phase. Every
bar gets it.
FAITH
Yeah, but not every bar has to
employ a dancing monkey to
entertain the regulars.
FRITZ
That was just one time!
FAITH
Whatever. Time to hit the road.
FRITZ
But it's still early! For you,
anyway.
FAITH
Got a big night ahead of me. Work.
FRITZ
Well, check you out! Fun-time
Faith, the working gal.
She shoots him a smile and stands, shrugging on her jacket.
She's taken two steps away from the bar when Fritz calls back
out to her.
FRITZ
Hey, Faith?
She turns back, to see Fritz looking down at a folded note in
his hands. He holds it out for her, and she steps back,
taking the note with a puzzled frown.
FAITH
What's this?
FRITZ
Beats me. That guy in the corner
just passed it on for you.
Faith looks round to the far corner of the bar to see Gabriel
again. He raises his glass to her with a sly grin as if to
say 'cheers,' and she rolls her eyes.
FAITH
(unfolding note)
Tell him if he's trying to pick me
up, he's got to try better than-
She pauses, looking down at the note. It reads, simply, 'The
Blue Gem.'
Faith looks back towards the end of the bar, but Gabriel is
gone again. She looks back at the note, confused.
FRITZ
What'd he say?
FAITH
(distracted)
Huh? Oh… nothing. Just a standard
pick up line. Nothing major.
She hurriedly stuffs the note into her jacket pocket and
exits the bar, casting one last glance round as she leaves.
EXT. ALLEY/THE LAB - NIGHT
Footsteps echo through the alleyway as Faith rushes to the
backdoor, practically pulling it off its hinges, trying to
get out of the rain.
15 INT. THE LAB - LOBBY 15
Faith shakes off the rain from her hair and jacket, looking
ahead to see Pryor come out of the door, all dressed up in a
suit.
PRYOR
Ah, good, you're here.
FAITH
Yeah, sorry. Traffic was a bitch.
PRYOR
You drive?
FAITH
No. It's still a bitch though.
(beat)
So, everything set up?
PRYOR
It's all ready for you, Faith. Now
listen, if you hear some odd
noises, don't worry, the plumbing
in this building leaves a lot to be
desired.
FAITH
I'll keep that in mind.
PRYOR
And don't answer the door to
anyone. We don't get visitors at
this time of night so if there is
someone, it's not the right kind of
someone. Keep it locked up until I
get back.
FAITH
Relax, I can handle myself. Now go
before the city's flooded and you
don't get to have your goodnight
kiss.
PRYOR
(embarrassed)
It's only the first date!
(beat)
Should there be a kiss on the first
date?
FAITH
You're asking the wrong gal, Pryor.
Look, just be yourself. She'll love
it.
Pryor nods, taking a deep breath, before running out into the
rain. Faith rolls her eyes.
FAITH (cont'd)
'Be yourself. She'll love it.'
Sure, if she's a complete nerd…
She sighs, taking a good look around.
16 INT. THE LAB - EXAMINATION ROOM - LATER 16
Various colored liquids fill the screen. From behind them
Faith's face appears, looking bemused. Pull out to reveal…
Faith jots down the results she has on a piece of paper,
taking the thermometer and putting it in another tube. She
writes down the next results and as she takes the thermometer
out again --
BANG! Her eyes DART to the cabinets where the noise came
from. Her eyes narrow, her senses telling her she's not
alone. But, she shrugs it off, and continues with her work.
FAITH
It's just the plumbing.
But there is another BANG! This time she drops what she's
doing and slowly heads over to the other side of the room.
She looks down at the cabinets, at one in particular, where a
SHIFTING noise is heard.
Her hands grip the handle as she carefully pulls it open… to
reveal a YOUNG GIRL, bound and gagged, eyes tearful as she
looks up at Faith.
FAITH (cont'd)
Ah, jeez!
Faith quickly takes the tape off around the girl's mouth and
helps her off the pullout stretcher, working her way through
the ropes that are restraining her.
YOUNG GIRL
(crying)
Thank you, thank you so much!
FAITH
What the hell were you doing in
there?
YOUNG GIRL
A man grabbed me, drugged me, and
the next thing I knew, I was in
there.
FAITH
(shocked)
Pryor? He did this to you?
YOUNG GIRL
He seemed so nice… I… I let him… oh
God, I've been in there for so
long!
FAITH
It's all right. You're okay now.
The girl HUGS Faith, who looks a little uncomfortable with
it, pulling away.
FAITH (cont'd)
Okay, easy. It's cool.
YOUNG GIRL
I thought I was going to die but…
you saved me.
FAITH
I just opened a drawer. Nothing
big.
YOUNG GIRL
No, it is. You don't understand
what this means to me.
PRYOR (O.S.)
Faith?
Faith the girl turn to see Pryor standing in the doorway,
soaked from the storm outside.
PRYOR (cont'd)
What have you done?
FAITH
What have I done? This girl was
trapped in there! You've got some
sick dealings, Pryor.
PRYOR
This isn't what it looks like --
FAITH
Is she your last assistant? Is that
what you do to them? Lock them up
to fulfill your crazy ass
fantasies?
PRYOR
Faith, listen to me, this isn't --
FAITH
(incensed)
You know, I really think I don't
wanna talk to you right now.
She steps closer to him, her fists clenched, ready to do some
serious damage.
FAITH (cont'd)
I think instead, I'm just gonna
smack you round this crappy lab of
yours 'till I remember to call the
cops. And I should warn you, I've
got a real bad memory.
PRYOR
(panicked)
No, Faith, she's a demon!
FAITH
What?
PRYOR
A shape-shifting demon. That isn't
my assistant!
FAITH
That's gotta be the lamest excu--
(realizing)
Wait, you know about demons?
PRYOR
Yes. It's what I do here. I wasn't
out on a date tonight, I was out
working, and I can tell you with
absolute conviction, this is not a
girl.
Faith isn't sure what to believe. She turns to the girl
standing just behind her.
FAITH
You a demon?
YOUNG GIRL
No!
FAITH
(shrugs)
Works for me.
She heads for Pryor, grabbing him by his throat, pinning him
against the wall.
PRYOR
Wait! Faith! The liquid!
FAITH
The what?
She loosens her grip so he can speak.
PRYOR
The aqua colored liquid in the
rack. Put some on her skin and
you'll see!
FAITH
How do I know it won't kill her?
PRYOR
That'd be pretty foolish on my
part, wouldn't it? I can't move
fast enough to escape you if it
did.
Faith thinks for a beat, then accepts this, letting him go
and turning to the test tubes. She picks out one, approaching
the girl.
YOUNG GIRL
No, I don't trust him, I-
FAITH
Trust me, alright? I have to do
this.
YOUNG GIRL
It might burn me! I just wanna go
home!
FAITH
I really don't have time for this,
kid. All I wanted was a normal job,
with a normal apartment, and a
normal… seminormal-bordering-on
complete nerd boss. So let me do
the damn test!
YOUNG GIRL
Please… don't…
Faith tips the liquid on the girl's arm. It begins to SIZZLE
as she SCREAMS, falling down. Faith looks on in SHOCK,
turning back to Pryor.
FAITH
Son of a… It killed her!
PRYOR
No, it didn't. Watch.
Faith turns back, only to see the girl has transformed into a
very big and very ugly DEMON, who's getting to its feet. It
stretches its muscles and GROWLS menacingly at her.
FAITH
Oh. Okay.
(beat)
Demon.
Off Faith's expression, we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
17 INT. THE LAB – EXAMINATION ROOM. 17
The demon LUNGES at Faith with both hands, grabbing her neck,
pushing her back against the wall. Pryor dodges out of the
way, his eyes widened with fear as Faith wrestles with the
demon that is throttling her.
Faith KNEES the demon in the groin, getting one hand loose.
With that she elbows the creature in its face, knocking it
back just enough so she can kick it in the gut. Her hand
dives into her jacket, pulling out a stake.
PRYOR
A stake? You're a --
Suddenly he is grabbed by the demon, who holds him by his
throat in a very dangerous fashion. Faith back off.
FAITH
Let him go.
DEMON
(snarling)
Never! This human must pay!
FAITH
Let him go or I'll kick your ass.
(then)
Well, I'm pretty much gonna kick
your ass anyway, but it won't be so
severe if you drop him. Promise.
DEMON
Mortals. Thinking they can command
the world they infested, the world-
FAITH
Yeah, whatever, sister, just put
the nerd down, okay? If you kill
him, I'm out of a job, and it's
murder getting a half decent job in
this city.
DEMON
Murder is a gift you should be so
lucky to possess!
FAITH
(thinks)
Murder is a… what? Did that even
make sense in your head?
The demon strengthens its hold on Pryor, who GROANS IN PAIN.
Faith edges closer, her eyes looking around, searching for a
way out of this.
FAITH (cont'd)
Okay, I get it. You're pissed.
Locked in that box, quite probably
due to get sliced open and studied.
I get that. So how about we talk
this out over a nice cool beer? I
know this great place…
DEMON
Intoxicate me, then take my life?
Is that your plan?
FAITH
Actually, I was thinking about
killing you before we got to the
beer, means more for me. What can I
say? I'm no good with follow
through.
(to Pryor)
Close your eyes!
He does what she says as she kicks the test tubes on the
table at the demon. It smothers it and Pryor.
Faith grabs him and throws him to safety while she drives her
stake into the demon. She then turns to Pryor, who is
covering a burn on his arm.
FAITH (cont'd)
So, do I get paid extra for saving
you?
PRYOR
You, ah, haven't saved me yet.
Faith turns to be met by a fist. She STUMBLES back a few
inches as the demon comes at her again but she grabs its
neck.
It pushes Faith's grip away from it with its free hand and
swings the stake at her.
Faith both blocks the blow and steps away from the swing. She
then anticipates the creature's swing and blocks it. The
demon swings the knife in an arc trying to cut her low, but
Faith jumps back avoiding contact.
It then steps forward swinging the knife as it advances on
the Slayer.
Faith backflips several times out of its range managing to
avoid the pointy end of the stake.
Faith crouches low and kicks the demon in the abdomen several
times. It steps back upon impact. She jumps back on her feet
and turns around to face the monster.
DEMON
Heh, you fight well, for a human!
FAITH
You think? I'm still warmin' up!
The demon flips the stake and gets a better grip on it,
running forward, throwing some kicks at her. Faith avoids
them and throws some punches at it, with the demon swinging
the stake, Faith once again avoids impact.
Finally, the demon thrusts the stake forward and impales
Faith in the side. The Slayer grabs its wrists, preventing
the stake going any deeper. Her eyes are wide with shock, and
the two are locked in their positions until --
BANG! The demon goes down and we see Pryor standing over the
demon's body, with the fire extinguisher in his hand, holding
it as if he were clinging to his own life.
He turns to Faith, who's breathing heavily, a little
surprised by his burst of heroism.
18 INT. THE LAB - EXAMINATION ROOM – NIGHT 18
Faith is sitting on the table, with Pryor dressing her wound,
using a first aid kit.
PRYOR
I think you'll live.
FAITH
Yeah. That Slayer healing should
kick in soon. I'm kinda like
Wolverine, minus the yellow
spandex.
She slides off the table, clutching her side, trying to
ignore the pain. She studies Pryor carefully.
FAITH (cont'd)
So you're like a scientist?
PRYOR
(nods)
I study the biology of demons, ever
since I saw my first. I was
nineteen, out with a friend, one of
them jumped us. There was a fight
and… my friend was killed.
Faith nods, knowing the feeling of having someone you care
about die in battle.
PRYOR (cont'd)
And I ran. I didn't help him, I
mean, I couldn't… but I didn't even
try.
FAITH
So that's why you do all this.
Trying to make up for it, right?
PRYOR
I believe that through science we
can find weaknesses. Then, exploit
them to our advantage.
FAITH
Not all demons are bad, you know.
PRYOR
I'll believe that when I see it.
Till then, I'll continue my work to
find ways to stop them.
FAITH
Good theory. Trouble is, what good
is the info if you can't fight
them?
PRYOR
You can.
(beat)
I mean, I've read all about Slayers
and I just saw what you can do --
FAITH
No way. Sure, I fight. But I do it
alone. I've seen too many people
ripped apart, and that's not gonna
be me.
PRYOR
Okay, but, maybe you could help me?
FAITH
You mean, work here?
PRYOR
That, and, help my last assistant.
FAITH
What happened to her?
PRYOR
She was taken a couple of weeks ago
now, I came back and I was too
late, she'd already been dragged
out of here. But there was a demon
left behind.
He goes to the cabinets and pulls one drawer open, revealing
a very dead demon. Faith looks it over.
PRYOR (cont'd)
I've been studying it, trying to
find out all I can so I could find
Noa, but there's not much to go on,
except there are traces of human
waste products.
FAITH
Sewers?
PRYOR
It seems to be a popular habitat
for demons. Plus, the skin is very
pale, which would indicate it lived
somewhere very dark, not much
sunlight, if any.
FAITH
And you want me to go find…
PRYOR
Noa. Her name is Noa.
FAITH
Right, Noa. Look, I'd be happy to
do that, but do you know how big
the sewer systems are in a city
like New York? It'd be like trying
to find a jock at a comics
convention.
PRYOR
I have the blueprints of the
sewers. All the local tunnels are
connected to one kind of hub. I
think that's where these demons
are.
FAITH
And what if they've killed her
already? I know it's not the
happiest scenario, but it happens.
If I go in there, find thousands of
hungry demons, I die. And I'm not
looking to be the main course.
PRYOR
I have weapons, some are the
traditional style, some are my own
work. Contraptions I devised --
FAITH
Alright, Batman, I get the picture.
You've really thought this through,
it's like you knew I was coming.
PRYOR
No. It's just… I was preparing
myself. I didn't think anyone would
show up here, to help. Nobody seems
to stick around in New York. It's
like they get a piece of the apple,
then leave.
(somber)
Noa was the nicest girl I've ever
met, I have to find her.
Faith contemplates this, but quickly reacts.
FAITH
K, I'll do it. But not tonight.
I've had my fun with demons for the
day.
PRYOR
But she's still out there, she
could --
FAITH
She's been missing for two weeks,
Pryor. Whatever they were going to
do to her has probably happened by
now.
(beat)
Tomorrow, when the sun is up, I'll
hunt. But if I go out in the
darkness, they'll get the
advantage.
PRYOR
Alright then, we'll meet here, and-
FAITH
No. I go alone. I won't be
responsible for you getting killed.
PRYOR
But --
FAITH
Nu-uh. And that's that.
She goes to walk out but stops, turning back to him.
FAITH (cont'd)
I've still got a job, right?
PRYOR
(sighs)
Of course.
FAITH
Cool.
Then she EXITS. Pryor looks on after her, then back down at
the demon in the drawer. He SLAMS it --
19 INT. SEWERS 19
A beaten and bruised Noa sits with her back against the wall,
staring groggily into the darkness surrounding her. There's
no sound, only the dripping of some water.
Until Kilik returns, on all fours, slowly crawling towards
her with a menacing look upon him.
KILIK
I wish to play with you. Just a
little. Only a little…
His claws SCRAPE her skin, then rapidly pulls her legs. As
she is DRAGGED across the ground, she looks straight into the
camera and SCREAMS --
SMASH CUT TO:
20 INT. APARTMENT - BEDROOM - MORNING 20
Faith almost JUMPS OUT OF BED, springing awake. She breathes
hard, running her fingers through her hair, as if checking
that this was all real. Her eyes dart across the room, seeing
Goliath asleep on the chair.
Seeing the sunlight bleed through the blind, she sighs,
letting her head drop back down onto the pillow.
21 EXT. STREETS 21
Faith walks through the city, once again pushing past the
hundreds of people just trying to get where they're going.
The Slayer scans the sidewalk and finally sees what she's
been looking for.
She heads towards manhole, attempting to lift it up. A
SHOPKEEPER comes running out of her store.
SHOPKEEPER
Hey! What are you doing?
FAITH
(matter-of-fact)
Going into the sewers.
SHOPKEEPER
You're not allowed to lift those
things up!
FAITH
Look, I got a job to do, lady. So
if you don't mind, get the hell out
of my way.
SHOPKEEPER
Well, never have I been so
insulted!
FAITH
Stick around and you'll see more.
SHOPKEEPER
That's it, I'm calling the police!
This is illegal!
FAITH
(shrugs)
Whatever.
Faith finally pulls the manhole cover off and heads into the
sewers, replacing the cover. The Shopkeeper pulls out her
CELL PHONE and starts dialing as Pryor approaches.
PRYOR
Hi, excuse me, there was a woman
here, dark hair, very beautiful,
sometimes a little brash --
SHOPKEEPER
Yes. The rudest person I've ever
come across!
PRYOR
That sounds like her. Do you know
where she went?
The Shopkeeper looks down at the manhole. Pryor nods in
understanding, then quickly pulls the cover off.
SHOPKEEPER
How many people do I have to tell?
You're not allowed down there!
PRYOR
I know, we're from the toxic waste
special environmentalist…
something.
And with that, he disappears. The Shopkeeper walks back into
her store, speaking on the cell.
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