Detective - "He's a man. Disfigured. Probably in pain. Lost."
Lead - A laugh to himself leaning back, he takes the cup and drinks, detective eying the cup. "Sure. Two outta three, but he's not lost. There is a pattern. These men do have commonality."
Detective - "Then why haven't you intercepted him ?"
Lead - "Because it's a very common, commonality. They're all perverts. Pedophiles. And we only know about it looking postmortem. When it all come out. Now. What we've seen is, that the victims all knew he was coming for them, so they know that commonality. One event."
Detective - "Like one particular girl. Girl ?"
Lead - "Yes, it seems most likely to have been a female child."
Detective - "Have been ? Was there a body ?"
Lead - "No. Or maybe. Frankly there's been a lot of bodies, it's hard to say. But I mean these murders started ten years ago. She'd probably be an adult by now."
Lead - A laugh to himself leaning back, he takes the cup and drinks, detective eying the cup. "Sure. Two outta three, but he's not lost. There is a pattern. These men do have commonality."
Detective - "Then why haven't you intercepted him ?"
Lead - "Because it's a very common, commonality. They're all perverts. Pedophiles. And we only know about it looking postmortem. When it all come out. Now. What we've seen is, that the victims all knew he was coming for them, so they know that commonality. One event."
Detective - "Like one particular girl. Girl ?"
Lead - "Yes, it seems most likely to have been a female child."
Detective - "Have been ? Was there a body ?"
Lead - "No. Or maybe. Frankly there's been a lot of bodies, it's hard to say. But I mean these murders started ten years ago. She'd probably be an adult by now."
Detective - "Yeah ... it does seem unlikely he could cross a street without reason some specific reason to, let alone track these people all over the world. So why are we talking then, why do you think there's more targets here ?"
Lead - "Because there's been no ship of the damned crashing in to any other harbors yet."
Detective - "You think that was him ?"
Lead - "I know it was him. And I know it wasn't complicated. He could be working alone. She may not even have a clue."
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Bets - "That's a lot of dog chow."
Miserella - "I don't even know where those dogs fucking came from."
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The woman's voice on the phone - "Of course. But it will cost."
Desperate sounding man - "Of course it will cost. About as much as you do. Arrange it."
Pilot comm chatter as a large private plane descends for landing ~
Lead - "Because there's been no ship of the damned crashing in to any other harbors yet."
Detective - "You think that was him ?"
Lead - "I know it was him. And I know it wasn't complicated. He could be working alone. She may not even have a clue."
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Bets - "That's a lot of dog chow."
Miserella - "I don't even know where those dogs fucking came from."
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The woman's voice on the phone - "Of course. But it will cost."
Desperate sounding man - "Of course it will cost. About as much as you do. Arrange it."
Pilot comm chatter as a large private plane descends for landing ~
('God's Gonna Cut You Down' by Johnny Cash)
The rear cargo door kicks open, the compartment flooding with dogs, the cloaked man extending bladed arms and cutting away. Gunfire flashing through the windows as seen from outside the plane at night from the responding security as he works his way, dogs leaping for throats amid the decompression paperwork. A head flies by the ports, followed by a dog trying to catch it.
Makes the cockpit, the terrified pilot and co with the attendants alone remaining.
Switchblade - To the nearest attendant, "Descend we do leave your corpses to fate, if you've got left a reason to slate then fate will create for you, a way to see this through, if only that evil you lack."
Looks out the cockpit glass as the ground approaches.
...
Switchblade - "Or you might try the crates we hid in, in the back." Smiles as the runway lights approach.
('Lost at Birth' by Public Enemy)
He stabs the controls through with one arm after the other into the pilot's and co's stations.
The eyes go wide as they all turn to for the back, tripping over dogs and body pieces, a stewardess is overcome by the moment and carnage, falls apart and just screams ...
Air crews in the padded steel crates, the lids slam shut. The rescue trucks depart their garages, ground crews to station.
~ Wings crumple, now just a complete fireball.
(2:30) It scrapes ground with no gear down, skidding with a bounce and a spin.
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Miserella - "There goes the Renoir ... "
Bets - Watches with concern as a couple of rottweilers run by ... "A Renoir would feed this many dogs for like a month."
Miserella - "Fuck !"
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Detective - Straightening his tie in the shitty motel mirror, "Do you believe in monsters ?"
Woman (from before) - Walks up behind and fixing his collar, she whispers in his ear with the voice on the phone from the beginning. "I don't believe in shit." Suddenly he's behind her, "Neither God. Nor the devil." He puts the flip razor to her throat, a tear from her eye. "But yes I do believe in monsters."
Detective - Whispers in hers, "One more call."
Woman - Terrified, "And then we're done ?"
Detective - Cuts a strap from her slip and smiles, "And then we're done."
~ Miserella washes her face in the mirror, looks up as the detective slashes her throat from behind. Then nothing there and no wound.Detective - Straightening his tie in the shitty motel mirror, "Do you believe in monsters ?"
Woman (from before) - Walks up behind and fixing his collar, she whispers in his ear with the voice on the phone from the beginning. "I don't believe in shit." Suddenly he's behind her, "Neither God. Nor the devil." He puts the flip razor to her throat, a tear from her eye. "But yes I do believe in monsters."
Detective - Whispers in hers, "One more call."
Woman - Terrified, "And then we're done ?"
Detective - Cuts a strap from her slip and smiles, "And then we're done."
~ Miserella washes her face in the mirror, looks up as the detective slashes her throat from behind. Then nothing there and no wound.
('The Wind' by PJ Harvey)
The detective walks the new streets smoking, watches an airplane descend for landing overhead ...
Smoking in the crowd, past homeless camps and burning protests, police beatings and murder, sunglasses on. A police shootout at the bank as the detective walks between the bullets, passing just before the panic explosion.
Detective - "God I love this town." Looks at his watch. "Like a drill-bit through the skull."
~ He screams with the dated drill's motor, trying to break the gurney straps as it enters through just behind the ear, eyes straining to see. His phone rings ...
Chief - On the cell, "We've got a talker. Real scared, and he's got his lawyer in tow. Won't talk about it in any specifics ... but the rest were ... 'brief associations'. He's the last one. He knows who. And he knows where."
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At the cafe (usually the same one, Gabrielle waiting tables in the background, Raphael working in the kitchen behind the order up slot in the wall).
Miserella - "I fucking hated my father. And I never even knew why. Like one day I woke up, saw him at the breakfast table and it was like I really saw him for who he was and ... he looked so fucking Weak sitting there. And I just fucking hated him for it. I don't know."
~ He screams with the dated drill's motor, trying to break the gurney straps as it enters through just behind the ear, eyes straining to see. His phone rings ...
Chief - On the cell, "We've got a talker. Real scared, and he's got his lawyer in tow. Won't talk about it in any specifics ... but the rest were ... 'brief associations'. He's the last one. He knows who. And he knows where."
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At the cafe (usually the same one, Gabrielle waiting tables in the background, Raphael working in the kitchen behind the order up slot in the wall).
Miserella - "I fucking hated my father. And I never even knew why. Like one day I woke up, saw him at the breakfast table and it was like I really saw him for who he was and ... he looked so fucking Weak sitting there. And I just fucking hated him for it. I don't know."
Sips ... "Then last night it finally hit me. He's dead ! And I cried for hours so and I hate him for that too. So then I cried some more. Like rage crying"
Bets - "Hence coffee."
Miserella - "Yeah. Hence coffee."
Bets - "You know I hated your father too. There was just something creepy about him, the way he looked at me ... I'm just going to say I'm not surprised your mom left."
Miserella - "I'm not surprised what happened just after."
Bets - "Yeah ... "
Miserella - "Yeah. Hence coffee."
Bets - "You know I hated your father too. There was just something creepy about him, the way he looked at me ... I'm just going to say I'm not surprised your mom left."
Miserella - "I'm not surprised what happened just after."
Bets - "Yeah ... "
~ sips
Miserella - "I had a dream about him once. It was ... I don't know."
~ her dad at the nightclub - "I don't know."
~ her dad at the nightclub - "I don't know."
Miserella - "I don't know. But I hated him and now he's dead. And that's not even why I want to cry, I don't even know why."
Bets - "I know why."
Miserella - "Yeah ?"
Bets - "Relief. The inevitable. And now it's done."
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Voiced over the detective walking ... among the soldiers lining up ~
Miserella - A weak laugh, "Well in other news, I made enough for tuition. I'm going to college."
Bets - "I'm proud of you."
Miserella - "Yeah. Me too."
Bets - "Have you decided what to study yet ?"
Miserella - "Education." Smiles and sips ...
A look ...
Another sip.
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Detective - Pulls his phone, a moment for a drag. "Thought so." Hangs up. To the assembling team, "This monster has a maker. One head. We'll have department support, the Guard was on call if it gets that bad, and I already called them because rest assured, it will.
"Understand it. He is by all definition, a monster, potentially capable of whatever his mission requires. And so are you. Put him down. I will be with you but first, I wanna see how he moves ... so make him dance."
Turns on a boombox playing the intermission music ~
Bets - "Relief. The inevitable. And now it's done."
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Voiced over the detective walking ... among the soldiers lining up ~
Miserella - A weak laugh, "Well in other news, I made enough for tuition. I'm going to college."
Bets - "I'm proud of you."
Miserella - "Yeah. Me too."
Bets - "Have you decided what to study yet ?"
Miserella - "Education." Smiles and sips ...
A look ...
Another sip.
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Detective - Pulls his phone, a moment for a drag. "Thought so." Hangs up. To the assembling team, "This monster has a maker. One head. We'll have department support, the Guard was on call if it gets that bad, and I already called them because rest assured, it will.
"Understand it. He is by all definition, a monster, potentially capable of whatever his mission requires. And so are you. Put him down. I will be with you but first, I wanna see how he moves ... so make him dance."
Turns on a boombox playing the intermission music ~