|05-27-2006, 04:45 PM||#1|
Join Date: Apr 2005
Shattered Profiles: The Reckoning pt.2
Jackie's headshot peering through a door; in the background is a flight of stairs, a landing and a door.
JACKIE (thought): What's happening to us? I've got to tell before it gets worst.
SFX: Creaaak (from the stairs, like a floating noise).
In the foreground are hooded, shadowy forms ascendingwards. Jackie is standing on the first landing in front of a door, where we can see other doors.
JACKIE (thought): We shouldn't have gone into the head of that boy, Pete. He was more devilish than we ever reckoned. We could've spared ourselves this carnage...
Medium shot of Jackie recoiling in horror away from the door, which now has the form of a man (i.e. from the chest to the head) trying to tear itself away from within the door. It is marble white.
FORM: Kill me again Jackie, kill me!
JACKIE (Scream): Pete!
Close shot of Jackie with her face buried in her palms, tears seeping through her fingers.
JACKIE: Pete, please don't make me go crazy, you’re dead! Can't you tell?
JACKIE (second balloon): I'm seeing what I shouldn't be seeing. You're dead, stay away from me!
The door is thrown opened. Sue is standing menacingly in the doorway with a blade in her hand. In the background, Jackie is on her knees looking sorrowfully at her.
SUE: So you killed him?
JACKIE: Believe me, I never wanted to do it. He begged me to. He said the boy-Stanley- was in his head. His body was decaying beyond any medical help. He said it was his wish - to die, quickly.
Jackie is in the foreground with her back to us. Sue is in the midground standing away from the door to allow us see the background, which is the interior of a bare, small room except for a bed in the centre containing a body with a white sheet thrown over it.
JACKIE: You brought him here!
SUE: I figured out his unknown presence would influence his murderer. I had him smuggled from the morgue with Vincent and Owens’s aid.
JACKIE: I didn't murder him. He needed help and chose me.
Jackie's headshot: There is a pleading look in her eyes.
JACKIE: I'm sorry we never told you, but he said it was what he wanted, the haunting were too much and you shouldn't have got Vinny involved.
Headshot of both women: Sue is the foreground holding a threat in the way she banishes the glittering blade before Jackie's face, who looks terrified in the background.
SUE: So, it's Vinny not Vincent any more, huh? Isn't enough you took Pete away from me and murdered him, now you've got Vincent too?
JACKIE: There's nothing between us, I...
Sue is swept off her feet in the foreground by a blast that rips open her innards, but as she sails backward, she lets go of the blade in the origin of the blast; Jackie is screaming in the background.
Close shot of a boot kicking the blade backward (i.e. returning the blade back the path it came)
Long view of the landing, angled 45 degrees to the left; Jackie is in the foreground, thrown backward with her back to us ands just breaking through the rear railing of the balcony. We can see blood sprouting from her belly into the midground, trailing her flight midair. In the background, we can vaguely see the form of a powerful, stocking masked figure.
Close shot of the lower part of the killer standing over the wrapped corpse. He is holding a blade before the corpse's face.
KILLER: I can tell we're all possessed. All I'm trying to do exorcise the spirits. At least, I'll live as you guys legacy.
The blade slashes through the sheet covering the corpse, revealing the corpse's face to be John.
KILLER (off-Panel): And they thought you were Pete, John. Ha!
Bird-eye view of the kitchen: There are bloodstains on the walls, the sink and on the floor. There is a dark pool of blood surrounding Dan's spread-eagled body. Vincent is kneeing beside him with his ears over his mate's mouth, but he has the murder weapon raised and posed over the dying man's heart as if about to strike. In the doorway stands Nancy, looking horrified.
DAN (whisper): Nancy's...
VINCENT: Don't be afraid, I'll be merciful on your poor soul, like Jackie did to Pete.
Vincent has risen to head and he is looking at us petrified. The blade is raised high above his head.
VINCENT: I swear it's not the way you see it. Somebody...dammit, you've got a gun too...it's just like my dream...
VINCENT (whisper): this is where I die too
Close shot of Vincent running forward (i.e. towards us) with the blade raised threateningly manner as if he is about to launch out of the Panel and strike at us.
VINCENT: Like that psycho boy, I'm gonna prove all our dreams wrong! I'll not die!
NANCY (off-Panel): Stay away from me!
We see Nancy's gun in the foreground, pumping lead shots into Vincent's body, which hurls him backward and throws the knife harmlessly out of her way. His face is in agony.
NANCY: Stay away ... from me.
Close shot of Nancy and smoking gun. We see the motion of her head as she swings it in the opposite direction at a distraction, tears stream down her face.
NANCY (whisper, first head position): Oh my God, oh my God
OFF-PANEL VOICE: It's incredible how easy you're all making my job tonight.
NANCY (second head position): It can't be....
Nancy is bent over in the foreground, clutching her stomach with hands that could barely stop the blood seeping through. We can see the corpses of Vincent and Dan in the midground. In the background stands the killer's silhouette with a pointed gun.
NANCY: You shot me!
KILLER: You look cute in pain, Nancy. I never knew you could be this beautiful Nancy...
Shot of Nancy in pain being pulled across the floor by her hair.
KILLER: I never knew it would be this easy to exorcise the evils we've committed on that innocent boy
NANCY (Gasps): You...Owen...whe-re's he?
Bird-eye view of a parlour: Nancy is, savagely, pulled across the floor, by her hair, into the room.
KILLER: You disappoint me, Nancy. After all these years, you still don't know how my body feels?
Close shot of the killer's face as we see his face for the first time. It is Owens’s with a fresh, long scar running down the side of his face.
OWEN: You saw Pete with my facial prosthetics, why was I late! You're seeing somebody else aren’t you?
Medium shot of Owen standing between 3 walls, which creates the impression that he is standing in an opened box. Fighting to free themselves from the inner force within the walls are dark forms of several monstrous beings.
OWEN: This house is haunted by that innocent boy because your Jackie and Pete couldn't wait to **** with his mind. He died…
NANCY (off-Panel): Owen, No!
Panel 6: Close shot of Jackie's head. Her eyes are wide opened and blank, there is blood trickling down the corners of her mouth.
OWEN (off-Panel): at the hands of those he trusted.
NANCY (off-Panel): You...you need he-lp. You sug-gest-ed his death.
Medium shot of Owen splashing gasoline on the walls from an opened can. The monstrous forms lung, protesting, at him.
OWEN: The word is suggested, Nancy. The Agency's got our files I saw, we’re nothing but a bunch of lunatics they say...
NANCY: You're over-suing your pow-ers...
Bird-eye view of the room, which is the floor beneath the landing where Sue and Jackie had met their death. Jackie is lying on her side with a hand trying to keep the knife in place and cover the knife wound in her stomach, while pointing a gun at Owen with the other hand. Owen looks stunned. Nancy is struggling to roll over.
JACKIE: We abused our powers for our selfish interests, but it was you who planned that boy's murder and now ours. You used our follies...
Close shot of Nancy and the pointed gun, fired.
JACKIE: to become the perfect profiler, it's nature for our powers to be absorbed into your body. Nancy. If you've got a second life to live...
Medium shot of Nancy with a hand over her wound, leaping through a shattered window as part of the house explodes. The flame of the explosion bears uncanny likeness to the head-forms of her deceased mates, screaming.
CAPS: "...make a run for it for I'm too dead to live again."
OWEN (from within the house): Noooo!
A piece of paper plunges downward in the foreground, while Nancy staggers away from the raging inferno in the midground; the forms of the flames in the background now have Owens’s screeching head-form.
CAPS: "The boy, Stanley Keys, was charged with the murder of Ashley Hills, Pete's mother. We saw her death in our dreams, but he was not supposed to do the murder..."
Close shot of the piece of paper lying on the floor and Nancy's shoe standing beside it. Scribbled on the paper in red are the words: I'M DEAD TOO.
CAPS: But he had the same dream too and decided to do it in Pete's room and we for the love of ourselves pushed him over the bridge. We saw the future, but he changed it.