EXT. STREETS OF BABYLON - DAY
The city of Babylon is bustling with citizens as they bring
home food from the crops. A partially-completed Tower of
Babel is visible just outside of the city.
Two 7-year-old boys, LAZARUS and Arnon, are chasing each
other through the streets. They circle the city, weaving
through the crowds, shouting playfully in Sumerian.
As they pass the Hanging Gardens, they bump into three men
in black tunics. They continue running and enter the back
opening of a home...
INT. BABYLONIAN HOME - DAY - CONTINUOUS
and scurry around the living area. SAMOS the blacksmith is
working with copper weaponry. Samos shouts as the children
Lazarus! Do not run near my work!
You and Arnon go play outside!
The boys don’t acknowledge the command but scurry out of the
A moment passes and figures appear in the entryway.
I mean it, Lazarus. My work is
Samos looks up to see three men in black tunics...
EXT. BABYLON - DAY
The children make one more circle around the town before
returning through the back entry again...
INT. BABYLONIAN HOME - DAY - CONTINUOUS
The children see Samos’ back as they overhear a conversation
in Sumerian. Samos is speaking to ELIAS, one of the men in
black. ELIAS notices the boys.
Have you no regard for how I feed
Samos turns to see what has attracted Elias’ attention.
Lazarus, go! Run!
Don’t run boys. Come here.
If you leave, he dies.
Lazarus and Arnon approach the men. When they are at arms’
length, the thieves grab the children.
You owe me daggers, blacksmith.
You owe me payment, thief.
Perhaps I pay you in the blood of
your children. Or perhaps I
pleasure your wife in front of you.
My wife is dead, you deviant.
Please, do not harm them. Arnon is
merely the son of a friend...he
just came over to play.
Play? I like to play too. Let’s
play "Who is the son of Samos?"
Elias holds the dagger to Arnon’s neck. Samos grimaces.
Elias switches to Lazarus. Samos shouts.
Please, they are children!
We have a winner.
Elias nods to his comrade, who slits Arnon’s
throat. Lazarus sobs.
He was just a child! Marduk, help
me! Marduk! Help my son!
Marduk does not hear you,
blacksmith. Nor will he hear the
blood spilling from your son. My
Samos walks to a table and grabs his last four daggers. He
stretches his arm out for Elias to take them.
Just before Elias can touch a blade, Lazarus grabs a dagger
and shoves it into Elias. Samos stabs the second thief.
Samos turns to kill the third, but is instead stabbed by the
remaining thief. Samos falls to the ground and dies.
Lazarus attempts to stab the third thief, but is
overpowered. The thief stabs Lazarus repeatedly. Lazarus
falls to the ground. The third thief collects the daggers
and scavenges money from the corpses. He leaves the house in
a scramble. Lazarus bleeds onto the ground, lifeless.
Lazarus suddenly sits up, taking a gasping breath. He
touches his bloodied tunic, but there are no wounds, just
openings in his garb. He stands up in bewilderment.
EXT. THE LOUVRE - DAY (2016)
Lazarus, 40s-50s, shoulder length hair, is sitting on a
bench outside the Louvre. He stares at nothing. Crowds pass
him, but his eyes never notice. An OLD MAN sits beside him.
Sir, could you please tell me the
time...oh, I thought you had a
Lazarus says nothing. He doesn’t acknowledge him. He might
as well be sitting alone.
This weather is heavenly, isn’t it?
One of those days you’re just glad
you were alive to see it.
Lazarus says nothing.
My grand kids from the ’States are
visiting us for the summer. They
asked me and their grandma to "take
OLD MAN (cont’d)
them to the Mona Lisa." (laughs)
You know how that goes. I’m just so
sick of that woman’s face. Made it
halfway through the tour, needed to
take a break in my old age. But you
young people have no idea what
Lazarus finally turns to the old man, disgusted.
Tell me, old man. At what moment
did humanity begin?
I asked you, at what precise
instant did humanity start?
Well, at least you’re talking, and
that’s an easy one. It started the
moment God gave life to Adam.
I’m sorry, I must have
misunderstood the question.
That is no reason to be sorry. It’s
even less of a reason to say that
What answer were you looking for?
One significantly less incorrect.
I gave you my opinion.
Lazarus turns and faces the crowds.
Humanity began when the first man
ever born murdered the second.
What do you mean?
Take it as literally as possible.
You mean...Cain and Abel?
The first birth caused the first
death. The first man born was a
murderer. Should have known then
what humans were capable of. A bit
of foreshadowing. An omen. Not the
start to a species one would hope
No, that’s a pretty bad way to
start. I never really thought about
it that way.
Of course you haven’t.
If I’ve angered you in some way,
Again. No...you aren’t. Not yet.
Lazarus stands up to leave.
But...how do you know without a
I don’t need one anymore.
BOOM! A large explosion in the Louvre propels debris
everywhere. The crowds scream and scurry. The Old Man runs
towards the museum, shouting for his family. He turns to see
Lazarus nonchalantly walking away.
INT. RYAN’S BEDROOM - CHICAGO - DAY
Alarm buzzing, the clock reads 11:45. RYAN CARVER, 30s,
natural athletic build, unkempt hair, a week unshaven, opens
his eyes and reaches for the OFF button. He knocks over a
bottle of Wild Turkey onto the floor. The bottle doesn’t
break, but the remaining whiskey spills.
He sits up shirtless, notices a glass on the nightstand with
a swallow left. He lifts it to take a drink, and underneath
it is a "Child Search Alert" with a picture of man holding a
baby. He looks closer.
Alex Carver - kidnapped from home on the evening of August
10th, 1999. The suspected kidnapper is a 6’6" African
American male. Child has distinct birthmark on right
shoulder. Call only for sightings.
Ryan wipes the water ring from the flyer, swallows down the
remaining whiskey, and opens the nightstand drawer. We see a
glimpse of a red Desert Eagle inside. Ryan places the flyer
on top of the gun and closes the drawer.
He walks to the closet. The room is trashed. A gray shirt
with a faded star logo is noticeable on the floor. There’s a
loud knocking at the front door.
Ryan puts on a pair of jeans from the floor and walks into
the living area.
INT. RYAN’S LIVING ROOM - DAY - CONTINUOUS
Small paper bags cover the floor. The apartment is
practically a studio. Ryan opens the front door and walks
away without greeting GARRET ADLER, 65, who enters and
closes the door behind him.
Good morning to you too.
Haven’t decided if it’s a good
When will you know?
I’ll get back to you. I woke up, so
it’s not looking good.
You’re old, Garret, but your vision
ain’t that bad yet.
I’m getting you a louder alarm
clock for your birthday this year.
I told you to forget my birthday.
And yet I haven’t. My memory isn’t
so bad either.
Ryan walks back into his bedroom.
Not everyone jumps out of bed to
get a good seat at Denny’s.
(noticing the floor)
I don’t even go to Denny’s. That’s
just a stereotype.
C’mon Garret. We both know you
ordered a Grand Slam. I can smell
it on your breath.
Yeah? I smell something on your
breath too. How did the first glass
Ryan walks out of the room wearing a t-shirt and Converse
I don’t drink Wild Turkey for the
Look, Ryan, we don’t have to go.
It’s just a silly traditio-
Really. We can skip it this year.
He’s running late. Said he’d meet
Did you give him a punctuality
Now you ready?
I need to stop by SANJAY’S first.
EXT. PARKING LOT - DAY
Garret and Ryan walk to Garret’s white Oldsmobile Cutlass
Ciera. Ryan lights a Marlboro Red, gets in the passenger
seat. Garret gives him a disapproving look. Ryan rolls the
window down. They pull out onto the road.
INT. SANJAY’S FOOD AND LIQUOR - DAY
News radio is heard off screen as Ryan scans the cold beer,
holding four single roses.
Many citizens are annoyed by the
arrival of the Olympic games.
Public transportation has been
overcrowded and traffic is slower
than ever. But the struggling
Chicago economy has soared in the
months approaching this historic
event. The Opening Ceremony is only
a few days away and we will be
The radio trails off as Ryan grabs a 40 oz Olde English 800
and walks to the counter. He places the roses and malt
liquor in front of SANJAY.
Mr. Carver! How are you today?
Sanjay notices the roses, glances at a calendar.
It’s free today, special sale.
I don’t need your sympathy, Sanj.
Perhaps not. But you are in
desperate need of a break, my
You’re welcome. See you tomorrow.
INT. GARRET ADLER’S VEHICLE
Ryan sips on his malt liquor as Garret drives. Garret makes
small glances at Ryan.
I have to bring it up again. Have
you tried talking to God, Ryan? I
really do think He can help with
I got something for the pain. Tell
him I said "thanks anyway."
Your pain-killer makes you a
dangerous man in your line of work.
I’m a cab driver, Garret. I
wouldn’t be doing my job if I
But you’re going to hurt yourself.
And if not, you’re going to hurt
someone else. Look, I have no idea
what it feels like inside of you,
’cause God knows I don’t envy you,
not for a moment. But you’re
killing yourself. And I’m not going
to watch it happen. I won’t be
around to see that. I promise you
Ryan takes one more swallow and puts the drink in the glove
EXT. GRACELAND CEMETERY - DAY
Ryan and Garret pull into the cemetery. DANNY BUTLER,
57, is waiting for them at a row of tombstones. Ryan and
Garret exit the vehicle and approach Danny. They all shake
Been waiting long?
No, no. Just got here. Ryan, it’s
good to see you.
Glad you could make it, Danny.
You know I hate to see you under
Yeah, but if it weren’t for these
circumstances, we wouldn’t be
Yeah well, sometimes, I wish we
They all turn to see the tombstones:
Hayden Carver 1951-1984
Ana Carver 1953-1979
Allison Turner 1979-1999
Alexander Carver 1999-2006
Ryan puts a rose and note on each grave. Ryan studies the
epitaphs. He cleans off the leaves. Danny leans in closer to
How’s he doing, Garret?
This is as bad as I’ve seen him.
I’m worried. Just seems like...he
doesn’t care anymore. About
anything. I don’t know.
Can’t believe it’s been 32 years
since Hayden died. My God.
Anything new with the
Not that I’ve heard. But there’s
only so much I can do in my
civvies. My guys give me what they
can when they get it.
No news since they found Alex?
Nothing’s changed. I mean, it’s
Chicago. The homicide pile gets
bigger every fucking day.
Sounds like you’re liking
You kiddin’ me? I’m bored outta my
damn mind. You still subbing?
When I can.
Ryan wipes a tear from his eye. Danny notices.
It hasn’t done any good, for over
thirty years, I’m sure it hasn’t
made a thing easier. But I’m sorry,
Ryan. I’m sorry for everything that
has happened to you.
You’re right. It hasn’t made
anything easier. So don’t be.
Don’t be what?
Of course we’re sorry. Your parents
were my friends, too. And you know
I loved Allison like a daughter.
And Alex...it kills us too, Ryan.
Ryan sticks his hand out to Garret.
Give me the keys.
You’re ready to go already?
Yeah. And I need something from
your glove compartment.
Garret hesitates, hands him the keys. Ryan walks away.
Garret reads the notes, yells from a distance.
When are you going to stop blaming
When I find someone else to blame.
Garret looks back. The notes on the graves read, "I’m
INT. GARRET ADLER’S VEHICLE - DAY
Garret and Ryan are driving from the cemetery. Ryan finishes
his drink, tosses the bottle out of the window.
What would they think, Ryan? Seeing
you like this?
Their opinions aren’t really valid
Your family would want you to take
care of yourself and live a happy
Did you give the same lecture to my
How’d that go?
We’re putting roses on his grave.
Is that what you want me and Danny
to do? Come here every year to
visit one more tombstone? I have
more dead friends than living. What
does that tell you?
You’re not too good at picking
Can you answer one question without
some snappy joke? What happened to
the little boy I used to watch
over? The boy I took to Shotokan
tournaments? Why are you killing
that little boy?
They both pause.
I couldn’t help Allison or Alex.
And I tried my damnedest to save
your father. But with you, I swore
to myself that I would not let you
do the same thing. Not under my
watch. You were going to turn out
I once swore something too.
Swearing doesn’t mean a god damn
So you just don’t care anymore?
I...I...don’t know. To be honest.
But I do know that I would try to
take my pain and do something
positive with it.
I ain’t the Peace Corps type,
Just something! Instead of sleeping
all day and waking up just to drink
some more. I swear, I think you
only work to buy booze.
Wouldn’t have to work if they just
made it free.
Why do you even wake up anymore?
Gotta buy these too.
Ryan lights another cigarette.
What about Alex? What would he say
if he saw his father like this?
Ryan ignores the question and turns on the radio.
The estimate is 53 dead, 117
injured in the horrible attack here
at the Louvre in Paris. The
explosion took place around 3:30 AM
Eastern. This is just one more
devastating strike in a string of
attacks spanning the last few
months. The tally of artwork
destroyed hasn’t been made
available yet, but we do know at
least that the Mona Lisa and a
Titian piece have been burned
beyond recognition. Authorities
believe the attacks are all
connected, and carried out by the
same unknown organization.
53 people...and the history, just
gone. The legacies of those
artists, destroyed. All that
It’s just paint.
Garret looks at Ryan with a slight smirk. They arrive at
Ryan’s taxi garage.
You need a ride home?
No, I’ll take the El.
You know I only give you a hard
time because I love you, right?
Garret, listen, you take it easy,
Garret gives him a suspicious look.
Yeah. You too.
Ryan exits the car. Garret notices a construction site a few
blocks ahead. He remembers.
EXT. CONSTRUCTION SITE - DAY (1979)
Three construction workers are taking down the scaffolding
on a recently completed project. We see HAYDEN CARVER, 27,
handsome, above average build.
It’s god damn mediocrity. That’s
exactly what it is. This whole city
Get off his ass, Hank. You think
you’d do better? I mean, it’s the
WORKER 2 (cont’d)
guy’s first head coaching job, for
I haven’t done shit for Christ, and
I ain’t gonna start today.
Armstrong did a good job with the
Vikes. Just watch, John, the Bears
will win two titles in ten years
time. You watch what I tell ya.
Why don’t you girls just keep
chattin’? I’ll finish.
It ain’t like you got something to
do tonight, Hayden. What’s the
Of course your wife wouldn’t
mention our date to you this
Yeah right. We haven’t seen you
with a chick since we were working
the Sears Tower.
That’s ’cause, when I’m with them,
it ain’t in a place anyone should
He’s probably just hanging with his
white-collar teacher friend. Eat
escargot and shit like that. Am I
Something like that.
INT. HIGH SCHOOL - DAY
Hayden walks down a hallway towards a classroom. He arrives
at Garret’s classroom door and listens to the final part of
INT. CLASSROOM - DAY
A younger Garret Adler is speaking to a freshman class.
And now a show of hands for those
who disagree with Truman’s
Half of the students raise their arms.
Interesting. OK, Marcel, explain
why you agreed?
’Cause, they bombed us first. We
were mindin’ our own business, and
they came over here to start a
fight. I mean, it was payback.
I see. You’re saying, this was not
merely a method to “shorten the
agony of war,” but rather a
punishment for their aggression.
Interesting. And Molly, why do you
Killing more people to save some
others, doesn’t make sense to me.
The ends do not justify the means,
is that what you’re saying, Molly?
I guess so, Mr. Adler.
The school bell rings.
Good discussion, everyone. Enjoy
your homework-free weekend.
The classroom empties. Hayden waits for the room to clear
before walking in.
Aren’t you off a little early?
Finished a little early today.
Wanted to learn something.
Well, you could’ve been standing in
front of a chalk board yourself, if
only that pesky letter would’ve
never sent you abroad...
Luckily a bullet sent me right
And you’ve been whining about it
Did you decide what movie you
wanted to see?
Garret makes a nervous face.
You gotta be kidding me.
Now don’t be mad.
Goddammit, Garret. It’s the lady
friend, ain’t it? She’s got a good
grip on your man parts.
I won’t deny it. But our plans
involve you. Have you ever visited
the Art Institute?
You’re pulling a....hold on, who’s
that guy in history that betrayed
some people...or something...
Yeah, you’re pulling a Benedict
Arnold, just to take JENNIFER...
To stand there and look at some
She means a lot to me, Hayden. As
do you. Please, let me enjoy the
evening with my girl and my best
Fine. But I ain’t wearin’ nothin’
fancy. And you’re paying my way in.
Thank you. My debt to you grows
with each favor. I just know I’ll
be stuck babysitting your kids one
day. And I haven’t the grounds to
I ain’t having kids. You’ll have to
find another way to pay me back.
You, sir, portray yourself as this
alpha male, but I’m the only person
who can call you out on what you
really are. A gentleman.
Maybe, but I bet you won’t say that
in a public place.
No, I wouldn’t. At least not
tonight. By agreeing to go to the
museum, you’ve postponed my exposé.
We’re going to arrive around seven,
does that work for you?
Yeah. But if we don’t drink
tonight, we’re no longer friends.
INT. ART INSTITUTE - NIGHT
JENNIFER, 25, average-looking, and Garret are waiting in the
museum. Hayden approaches. He passes a copper dagger in a
glass case. It’s one of Samos’s.
Sorry I’m late. I found the one cab
driver in Chicago that actually
stops for pedestrians.
It’s okay. Jennifer, this is
Hayden. Hayden, meet Jennifer.
Nice to meet you.
I’m happy to finally meet the
infamous Hayden Carver. Learned a
lot about you in the last few
Not sure what he could’ve told you.
This guy barely knows me at all.
You’re right. What can you possibly
learn about someone in twenty
I’ve heard all about you boys in
the 2nd grade, you taking on the
bully that was picking on Garret. I
know all about your work on the
Sears Tower, the war...
Well damn. The way he yaks on,
you’d think we were best friends or
Don’t flatter yourself. I only hang
out with you so no one else has
So, Jennifer, what do you do?
I’m an architect. Got a job offer
here, and there isn’t a better city
in the world to practice my craft.
Yeah, this is the right town. I
don’t know art for shit, but I can
appreciate a good skyline. Did
Garret warn you about my lack of
He did. He told me not to feel bad
if you grimace all evening. Do we
need to make a cultured man out of
you, Mr. Carver?
Not sure it’s possible. Garret
can’t even get me to eat my
vegetables. I just don’t see the
big deal, you know? What makes one
painting better than the next? I
guess it’s impressive to see some
guy use a brush to make an apple
look like an apple.
A fan of realism? Not sure this is
the museum for that, but perhaps we
can find an impressionist that
catches your eye.
Well, the real reason I’m here is
’cause Garret told me there would
be a gathering of young,
I did not. But he expects that
everywhere we go. Always chasing
Well, it’s not a gathering, but we
certainly noticed her when we
Hayden turns to see ANA, an ageless, stunning goddess,
admiring Hercules at the Crossroads.
Hayden is speechless, and almost immediately walks towards
ANA. Garret and Jennifer look at each other confused.
Hayden stands next to ANA, opens his mouth, then hesitates.
He waits a few moments, opens his mouth to speak, but is
I love Carracci.
He’s uh, great. I mean, it’s
nice...it’s...a really nice piece
of art. The colors, of paint...and
the...frame..., probably one of the
Ana glances at Hayden with a smirk. Hayden doesn’t notice.
He was always shy about his work.
After he would finish a piece, he
wouldn’t let anyone see it for
months, if at all. His brother
would sometimes invite people to
the painter’s studio, just to show
Ana laughs reminiscently. Hayden reads the plaque next to
the painting. It reads 1500’s.
Why did you not speak to me
initially? Why did you hesitate?
Isn’t that why you walked across
That’s exactly why I came here. If
you could see what I see right
now....honestly, I’ve never seen
anything so stunning in my life. I
knew the words I chose were my only
chance to earn a moment of time
with the most beautiful person I’ve
ever seen. I wanted to choose them
carefully. I needed to do this
And now that you have that moment?
I hope to keep earning more.
Listen, my friends are over there,
and I’ll regret it forever if I
don’t ask you join us for the rest
of the night. So will you?
I would like that.
Hayden extends his hand.
INT. HOSPITAL - DAY
Garret and Hayden are walking with Ana as the DOCTOR wheels
her to the delivery room.
Just breathe honey, it’s going to
I know. Before I go in there, I
just wanted to say that I love you
very, very much.
I love you too.
Are you the husband?
I waited...a long time....to find
you, Hayden. A very long time.
Is everything okay?
Yes...everything is fine.
Everything...is how it should be.
Hayden and Ana continue to the delivery room. Garret stays
outside and watches them pass through the doors.
INT. HOSPITAL HALLWAY - DAY - CONTINUOUS
They continue to the delivery room.
I know what I want to name him now.
Hayden nods his head and smiles.
INT. DELIVERY ROOM - DAY
No sound is heard. Ana is giving birth. The doctors give her
instructions. Ana gives one big push, and a baby arrives.
When Ryan is born, Ana looks at him, smiles, and dies.
Hayden is entranced with the birth of his son. The doctors
pass Ryan to Hayden, and Hayden does not notice the
commotion immediately. Hayden holds Ryan smiling. He looks
up at Ana and the smile disappears. Hayden yells at the
doctors to revive her. The room is frantic.
INT. HOSPITAL - DAY
Hayden passes back through the doors and gives Garret a look
that says everything.
INT. GARRET ADLER’S VEHICLE - DAY (2016)
Garret looks back at Ryan as he enters the garage. Drives
EXT. DEPARTMENT OF HEALTH AND HUMAN SERVICES - NIGHT
SIRUS, 30’s, colossal, incredibly muscular,
African-American, and VICENTE, 20s, handsome, Spanish, and
AARON, 17, athletic, wait outside of the DHHS building.
Lazarus is with them, and when he speaks English, it’s with
a British accent.
That shit was mad weak today. We
didn’t kill nobody. 53 people?
Shit, I could do that right now. By
my damn self.
What did he say?
He said we didn’t do enough this
Tell Vicente to learn some English
already. He been here long enough.
I’d tell you to learn Spanish, but
you’d have to learn to read first.
Aaron, you need to shut the fuck
up. Wasn’t nobody talkin’ to you.
When has a high body count ever
been our objective? It is not an
accurate measurement of our
success. They must feel more than
death. And to be frank, I’m not
interested in discussing this with
What speaks louder than dead
I’ll speak for us.
You speak for us, huh? Then why
don’t you shake this muthafucka’
Limit the use of my name, Sirus.
Sirus says nothing.
Sirus, are we clear?
Aiight. Shit. I gotcha.
ALAN exits the DHHS building. Sirus walks to him and wraps
his large hands around Alan’s arms, slams him into the wall.
What the fuck? HELP!
Shut that shit up ’fore I yank your
god damn jaw off.
Hello, Alan. How are you this
How do you know my name? I don’t
have any money...I only carry
This is not a robbery. However, you
owe me a favor.
I’ve never seen you, any of you
man, I swear. I got kids, OK? A
four year old and a...
It is not my cohort’s intention to
harm you. You must know that he
will, if it is required. However, I
assure you, our conversation can be
Okay. I’m listening.
How did you get this coveted
position at the Department of
Health and Human Services?
My boss, Jeff, he died. So they
Tragic. How did he pass?
They said he was...umm..or they
think...he was hit by a truck. They
Creative. You see, Jeffery used to
provide me with a special list made
available to him through your
position. For reasons beyond my
concern, he abruptly stopped. That
was the day Jefferey died. I’m
telling you this because it was no
truck that killed your former
manager. It was the man pinning you
against this wall.
You might have an accident on the
way home. Feel me?
What list? I swear I will get it
Lazarus hands a piece of paper to Alan. He reads it.
This...will be a very small list.
Maybe, a couple names a year.
There’s less than a 1% chance of
I did not ask for your analysis.
Every month, on this day, you will
meet me here. In exchange for the
list, I will give you $10,000.
Names or no names. Just provide it
with consistency and we will be on
You’re going to pay me?
Yes, Alan. You will give me the
list because you fear for your
life. You won’t go to the police
because I’ll make your salary
insignificant. Take care of your
kids, go on a second honeymoon with
the wife. See you in a month.
Sirus lets him go. The four walk away. Alan looks at the
note again. It reads, Maternal Deaths in United States.
Provide name of mother, address, and gender of the child.
INT. RYAN’S CAB - NIGHT
Ryan is driving his cab recklessly, smoking a cigarette.
Goddamn tourists. Fuckin’ Olympics
had to come here.
A man waves him down. Ryan pulls over and the CUSTOMER
enters through the rear door. Ryan drives.
444 North Michigan. Right across
from the Tribune Buil..
You don’t think I know where that
Yeah, just, wanted to, whatever.
Would you mind putting that
I would mind. I’d mind a whole lot.
Just what the city needs. Another
shitty cab driver.
No, I’m a good cab driver. I’m just
a shitty person. What do you do for
a living, Mr. Judgmental?
I’m in marketing.
Yeah, and they ain’t exactly
writing folk songs about that.
At least my job isn’t threatening
the lives of others.
I only smoke in the car.
You know I fear for my life every
time a cab drives near me?
Ryan reaches in his glove compartment for a bottle of Wild
And now you’re drinking. Just gonna
jot this number down back here. No
Do it. Call it in. It’s my last
Oh? Decided to go to community
Actually, me and your wife are
running off together. She favors
Key West, I want a small house in
Tennessee, but you know, what can
You wanna get your ass kicked
There is one thing I know, and it’s
that I will never get my ass kicked
by someone in marketing.
You know what, asshole? Let me out
Stop being a little girl. You want
Oh, quit being a bitch. Here, it’ll
make ya feel better.
Ryan pours the customer a glass. Passes it back.
You keep more than one glass in
Drinking by yourself makes you an
I think you qualify.
Why are you going to the office so
Just got some work to do. Plus, I
need to get away from home
9 hours a day ain’t enough?
A man could go crazy at home. Gotta
get away from the wife and kids
sometimes, you know what I mean?
Well, the girlfriend then.
Then who are they in those
A picture of Allison and a separate picture of Ryan holding
Alex as an infant is in the dashboard.
They aren’t here anymore.
Customer looks down at his glass.
Then at least for being an ass to
It ain’t fun being an ass by
That’s it? You attribute your
losses to a bad hand?
And a shitty dealer.
I don’t know what else to say,
besides I’m sorry.
People never know what to say.
There really ain’t shit to say, so
they apologize, like they could’ve
done something about it. Or like it
helps. But talking about it is fun.
Well, on another note, did you hear
about that attack at the Louvre?
It’s crazy, man. They just strike
so randomly. It’s like they’re mad
at the Europeans, the Muslims,
fucking everybody. We haven’t been
hit yet. But I mean, there’s no
pattern. No form. No reason. Just
things blowing up and people dying.
A water supply poisoned, hospital
burned to the ground. And no one to
blame, either. Scary shit.
I don’t bother thinking about it
We got the Olympics opening up here
in a few days. If I was one of
these guys, I’d be right here in
this city. And that doesn’t scare
They ain’t bothering me.
Not yet. But shit man. We caught
Bin Laden. Things in the Middle
East are relatively peaceful. But
these guys, you tell me what the
fuck they’re killing people for?
The cab pulls over on Michigan Avenue. The customer reaches
forward to pay. Ryan waves him off.
I told you, it’s my last night.
For an asshole, you have your
moments. Maybe one day you’ll give
a shit about something.
I don’t think you realize how
unlikely that is.
You want to give me something? Go
spend time with your family. Get
out of that office every chance you
The customer nods and walks away.
Ryan looks at the pictures in his dashboard:
INT. CLASSROOM - DAY (1998)
A younger Ryan is sitting in an art history classroom. He
sits a few rows behind ALLISON TURNER, 20, not hot, rather
beautiful. The professor is giving a lecture. Ryan doesn’t
remove his sight from Allison.
As we see, in this painting by
Giovannia Battista Tiepolo,
mythology played a prominent role
in the arts. The Rage of Achilles
is the title of this piece.
Quickly, one bonus point on the
next exam to whoever can tell me
how Achilles nearly gained
His mother dipped him in the river
Styx, but was holding his ankle.
Correct, to the gentleman with no
manners. A hand next time,
Of course, Eric. That was an easy
one, so I’m giving two bonus points
on the next exam, one for the name
of each of Achilles’ lesser-known
ALLISON raises her hand.
Thetis was his mother, and I think
Don’t sound so unsure, dear, both
are correct. Achilles, enraged by
the death of Patroclus, his
controversial love. Love of a
brother, or love of a lover, either
way, Achilles was pissed, and would
stop at nothing to avenge his
death. Someone would pay. Even it
it meant his own demise.
The professor continues as Ryan sneaks glances at Allison. A
neighboring student leans towards Ryan.
When are you gonna talk to her?
It ain’t right yet.
You can’t just wait around for shit
to be right, man. Go make it
Talking to girls ain’t as easy as
talking to guys.
Real clever. I’m gay. I get it.
Still, you’re the little bitch.
INT. UIC HALLWAY - DAY
Allison walks out of the classroom carrying textbooks and
loose paper. Ryan is close behind her.
A paper slips from her arms and lands at Ryan’s feet. It is
a print-out of Hercules at the Crossroads. Ryan picks it up
and calls to her.
Allison turns around.
Yeah, how did you know my name?
Uhh, Professor Kelly, said it, when
he called on you one day.
I don’t think he has calle...
Allison looks nervous. Quickly cuts him off.
Hey, did I drop that?
Ryan looks down at it to remember what it was.
Yeah, yes. You dropped this...which
is why...I wanted to return it to
Hercules at the Crossroads.
The name of the piece. I’m sure it
will come up in class, so I thought
you should know the name.
Oh, right. Now I’ll get at least
one answer right on the test. You
seem to know this stuff.
I’m an art history major. I have
to. What are you studying?
I’ll get back to you on that. I’m
only taking this class for a
My parents wouldn’t let me start
college without knowing my major.
My father’s a big "choose your
path" kind of guy.
I don’t have that problem...
Must be nice.
Yeah, both of my parents are dead.
Oh, oh my God. Oh my God, I’m so
Ahh, it’s OK. How would you know?
I feel terrible. I’m sorry. I hate
that I brought up parents.
Don’t. Seriously. It’s cool.
I have to make it up to you.
No you don’t. But, I’m starving,
and you should split a deep-dish
INT. PIZZERIA UNO - DAY
Allison and Ryan sit in a booth eating pizza.
I just thought of something.
Professor Kelly doesn’t know
He knows mine.
True, but that’s from putting "A’s"
on all your assignments. Which
makes me wonder, how did you say
you knew my name?
OK, you caught me. I asked the guy
that sits next to you.
I figured as much. Why did you want
You have a look, Ryan. Your eyes
say something. I don’t know what
they’re saying, but they’re loud
about it. It intrigued me.
Garret says that a lot.
Garret? Is he in our class?
No, no. He’s my...50-year-old best
Oh, interesting. Do you guys wait
outside of the mall before it opens
No. He was a friend of my dad’s.
Right after I was born, we moved in
with my grandma. But I feel like he
took care of me more than anyone
else. More than family. He’s always
looking out for me. I guess he
Do you hang around with anyone at
Not really. Garret and Danny are
pretty much my boys.
Yeah, he’s an old guy too. We met
the day my dad died.
Oh, dammit. I’m sorry. It keeps
going back there. You don’t need to
be reminded of it anymore.
There ain’t much you can do about
You carry yourself well, for all
Gotta choose your own path, right?
You’ve had a lot of detours. Must
How mad can I really be? I’m
sitting here, looking at you.
I don’t hurt right now. Been a
while since I felt like that.
INT. ALLISON’S DORMITORY - NIGHT
Ryan and Allison are making out in the hallway,
simultaneously making their way to her room. They stumble
into her dorm room numbered 12. They close the door behind
INT. HOSPITAL - NIGHT
Allison is being wheeled to the delivery room. Garret, Ryan,
and a doctor are with her.
Are you the husband?
No, but I’m the father.
I’m going to need you to wait
Ryan, stay here.
It’ll be OK, babe. I’ll see you
OK. OK. You take care of her, Doc.
You take care of my son.
I love you.
Love you too.
Allison and the doctor proceed towards the delivery room.
Garret has a bit of Déjà Vu. Ryan and Garret sit down in
Thanks for giving us a ride.
Of course. How are you doing?
Good. I’m excited. Nervous, but
excited. I’m just really happy, you
I know you are. Twenty one years, I
cannot recall a larger smile on
I wish we could’ve been married by
now, but I’m just glad we’re here.
Been planning the wedding, and as
soon as I finish my last semester
and get a couple of paychecks, I’m
gonna get something decent for her
Ryan looks around.
Last time I was here...
Don’t go there. I don’t want to
I know. It’s just, weird. This is
the closest I’ve ever been to my
mom. You were here the night she
Yeah. I was. But it’s not just the
day your mother died, Ryan. It’s
also the day you were born. An
important day to me. And why are we
talking about this?
Because this time, I’m not going to
let you change the subject.
Look, your father took it hard.
Like anyone who’s ever watched
their love die inches from them.
So I should forgive him?
No. I’m not telling you what to do,
Ryan. I’ve never done so. But
understanding is greatly different
I don’t want to be like him.
I won’t. I won’t be that man.
I know. You experienced tragedy
with your first breath. And here
you are today, moments from
fatherhood, with the loveliest of
women. I truly look forward to
watching the rest of your life.
The doctor comes out of the doors. Garret recognizes the
look on his face. Ryan and Garret stand up.
You have a son.
Ryan hugs Garret. Garret keeps his focus on the doctor.
I must say, beforehand, I am
baffled. There were no warning
signs. I’m sorry, Ryan, but Allison
passed away during the birth.
Ryan lets go of Garret. He turns to the doctor.
Is this a joke?
I wish it was. We did everything
we...I’m sorry. I really am.
Ryan is devastated. He falls to the ground. Garret puts his
arm around Ryan. Ryan is hysterical.
IT’S NOT FAIR!!
I know Ryan, it isn’t.
WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO? WHAT DID
INT. NURSERY HALLWAY - DAY
Ryan and Garret look through the glass at ALEX. The baby is
in a diaper, a unique birthmark is visible on his right
shoulder. A nurse dresses the baby in a red onesie.
You see his shoulder?
Pretty cool lookin’.
We decided on Alex.
That’s a good name.
Alex Carver. It works.
They continue to admire the child.
It’s crazy. I’m looking at him,
this tiny being, and he has no idea
what’s going on. He doesn’t know
what the light in the room is. The
sensations he’s experiencing, they
are all new to him. He has no clue
what life is. Let alone what death
Yes, I would imagine so.
He’s as innocent as it comes.
It’s pretty amazing, isn’t it?
Do you remember what I was saying?
Yes, I do.
This isn’t the day
Allison...passed. It’s the day my
son was born. I won’t be like my
father, Garret. This child has done
nothing to me, or to her. He’s the
only thing that could make me smile
today. I swear, I swear...that I
will take care of him. I will love
him. And I will never let him feel
like I once did.
Garret looks at Ryan.
You’re gonna be a great father.
You’re never gonna be alone. You
have me and Jennifer. Danny. We’re
with you buddy.
INT. RYAN’S APARTMENT - NIGHT
Ryan is holding Alex in his arms. Garret takes a picture,
the same picture from the flyer and the dashboard.
INT. ALEX’S ROOM - NIGHT
Ryan places Alex in his crib. Alex is wearing the red
onesie. A mobile of stars hangs above the crib and plays a
INT. RYAN’S BEDROOM - NIGHT
Ryan gets into bed and closes his eyes.
CRASH. Two loud THUDS are heard outside the room. Ryan’s
eyes open. Ryan jumps out of bed and opens the door...
INT. RYAN’S APARTMENT - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS
...only to see Sirus smash the front door down and head
right for him.
Sirus grabs Ryan and throws him across the room. Ryan hits
the wall. Sirus peeks into Ryan’s room, but immediately
heads towards Alex’s. Ryan shakes off the pain and sprints
STOP!! DON’T TOUCH THAT DOOR!
INT. ALEX’S CRIB ROOM - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS
and walks towards the crib. Ryan runs in after and punches
Sirus in the back of the head. Again in the face. Ryan goes
for a third, but an organic exoskeleton forms around Sirus.
Ryan’s hand cracks on impact. Sirus turns around unfazed.
What the fu...
Sirus sends Ryan flying out of the room.
INT. RYAN’S APARTMENT - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS
Sirus walks out, Alex in one hand. Ryan lies on the ground
and shakes off the pain again.
Ryan charges Sirus. Sirus grabs Ryan’s head and slams it
through a wall. Ryan falls to the ground again, barely
conscious. Sirus walks out of the broken doorway.
Ryan loses consciousness.
INT. RYAN’S APARTMENT - NIGHT
The police are taking pictures around the apartment. Ryan
sits on the couch catatonic. A bottle of whiskey and an
empty glass sit in front of him.
Danny and Garret are speaking to Detective WILLIAM TATE, 30,
well dressed, charming. Tate shakes Danny’s hand and heads
towards Ryan on the couch.
Ryan, I’m detective William Tate,
and I’m going to get your son back.
Ryan says nothing.
Can you tell me, in detail, exactly
Ryan says nothing.
Ryan, I need you to...
Read the goddamn report. I ain’t
explaining it again.
Danny walks over.
Ryan, it’s just procedure. We need
you to tell Detective Tate what
Well hey, Danny. Another crime at
the Carver house, huh?
I’m here as your friend. This isn’t
Ryan, please, tell me what happened
Ryan pours another glass. Ryan holds up the bottle.
No one takes him up on the offer.
More for me.
I put Alex to bed, and when I went
to sleep, this large fucker...
Big black guy. Really fucking big.
That’s all I can tell ya. I didn’t
care what he looked like. I just
Did he say anything to you?
Was anything stolen?
Other than my child?
Other than my son?
You really think I took an
inventory? I don’t give a fuck if
he snatched anything else.
I’m trying to figure out his
motives. If he didn’t take anything
else, he had every intention of
simply taking your child. Did you
know the kidnapper? Had you seen
him prior to this evening?
I’d remember meeting a guy like
that. Never seen ’im before.
Why would a man break into a man’s
home and violently takes his child?
Who gives a shit?
Who gives a shit "why?" I don’t
give a fuck why he did it. That
motherfucker has my boy.
We just need to know...
Until you stop wasting time in my
living room and start sending the
dogs after this son of a bitch,
Ryan, we need all the information
we can get.
What more do you need? Someone
knocked down my door, slammed my
head through that wall, and took my
kid. I don’t want you to console
me. I want this guy’s head.
He slammed your head through that
I told you, he was a big dude.
He found a stud.
The spot you went through, there
was a stud there.
Nothing. Just, impressive.
So what now, Detective?
We search the area. Though it’s
likely he is far from here. We’ll
put out an Amber Alert. I promise,
Mr. Carver, we will do all we can.
I will use all the resources
available to me.
Please keep us informed. And let me
know if there’s anything I can do.
This isn’t your assignment, Butler,
but I will keep you up to date.
I’ll be in touch, gentlemen.
The police leave Ryan’s apartment.
INT. CORONER’S OFFICE - DAY (2006)
Ryan enters a room with Tate. The coroner is already inside.
A white blanket covers a corpse on the table. Ryan already
has tears in his eyes.
The coroner gives him a moment, pulls the cover back. The
corpse of a 6-year-old boy is revealed. An exit wound is
prominent on the boy’s face. A birthmark is visible on his
Ryan breaks down.
EXT. GRACELAND CEMETERY - DAY
Ryan, Garret, Jennifer, Danny, and Tate are the only
attendees at a funeral. A child’s coffin is being lowered
into a grave. Ryan’s face is catatonic.
INT. GARRET ADLER’S VEHICLE - DAY
Garret and Jennifer ride in the front seats. Ryan sits in
the back with Danny. They are silent for a while.
A closed...casket. The casket was
closed. Now, I killed everyone...
That’s not true in any way, Ryan.
Did you want to stop by Sanjay’s?
They executed him. Shot him in the
back of the head. What did he do to
anyone? He was born. That was it.
That pissed someone off enough that
they put a bullet through him.
Sometimes...I wish I believed in
God. Just so I’d have someone to
I got my guy inside giving me
updates. That fucker is still out
there, and I’m gonna do anything I
can to put him away. Retirement
ain’t gonna stop me.
7 years, and not one arrest. I
think my hopes will go in the grave
with my son.
Of course. But we’ve said "I’m
sorry" so many times, I don’t know
how else to tell you that we care.
Well I don’t care. The last day I
did was when I got that phone call.
I was hoping they got it wrong. I
was hoping that the test was just,
fucked up. But, his
birthmark...that damn birthmark.
Y chromosomal DNA tests are
accurate. I was hoping it came back
false, but it was the only way they
could tell it was Alex without a
sample from Allison.
The second time I ever saw my son,
he was 7 years older, and under a
sheet. Guess I’m just glad I saw
The car arrives at Sanjay’s.
I’m buying. What do you want?
The cheapest shit they got.
EXT. NORTHWESTERN HOSPITAL - NIGHT (2016)
Ryan is sitting on the street, holding the bottle of
whiskey, leaning against his cab. He stares at the hospital
where Allison and Ana died. He struggles to rise.
He throws the bottle onto the ground, flicks the building
off as he enters his cab. He swipes a parked car as he
EXT. CTA TERMINAL - NIGHT
Ryan walks through the gates of the Chicago Transit
Authority terminal leading to the elevated train.
EXT. CTA PLATFORM - NIGHT
Ryan lights a cigarette. He looks in both directions and
notices the entire platform is empty. He stares at the
tracks. He remembers.
INT. HAYDEN’S APARTMENT - DAY (1984)
Hayden greets Garret and Ryan at the front door. Ryan is
five-years-old and in a Shotokan gi. Brown paper bags are
scattered all over the floor.
You should see his moves, Hayden. I
wouldn’t want to run into your boy
in an alley. I’ll tell you that
Ryan smiles, walks to the couch.
Thanks, for taking him. You know..I
just...couldn’t drive...you know.
Hey, Hayden. Maybe you should take
it easy on the drinking around him.
It’s hard for him too.
I need you to mind your own
business. He’s my son. Whether I
like it or not.
See, he doesn’t need to hear that
kind of stuff, Hayden. That’s a
good kid you have there.
Look, I love you, man. For real.
You’ve always been my guy. So, just
take care of yourself, OK?
Yeah. You too. ’Bye, Ryan. I’ll see
you guys this weekend.
Bye, Mr. Adler.
Hayden closes the door. He turns to look at Ryan. Ryan
starts to walk towards his room.
Ryan does. Hayden walks into his bedroom. We hear the
rustling of drawers O.S. Ryan sits still. Hayden sits down
in a chair facing Ryan. Hayden is holding a 9 mm pistol.
Well, Ryan. Do you like yourself?
Ryan says nothing.
I don’t know.
You don’t cry enough, boy. Not for
what you did. Not enough tears.
Five years’ worth. Your mother
deserves that much.
Hayden pushes the gun towards Ryan on the table.
Take the gun, and point it at me.
I don’t want to, Dad.
Ryan, take the damn gun!
You killed your mother. And now,
you have to kill me.
Daddy, please. Stop.
Ryan cries into his hands. Hayden grabs the gun from the
Look at me. Ryan, I need you to
look at me.
Ryan removes his hands from his face and looks up at Hayden.
Hayden holds the gun to his head.
You did this.
Ryan watches as Hayden pulls the trigger. The sound of
Hayden’s body hitting the ground is audible. Ryan sits
still, no longer sobbing. He gets off the couch and walks
over to the phone. He picks it up, dials three numbers.
INT. HAYDEN’S APARTMENT- DAY
Police surround the crime scene. Ryan sits on the couch
sobbing. A younger Danny walks in the room. He talks to an
officer, looks towards the couch.
Jesus! You left the kid in here!?
Danny walks over to Ryan.
Hey, Ryan. Let’s walk outside, OK?
I’m going to sit with you while we
wait for your grandma. Do you like
Danny and Ryan walk outside the apartment building.
EXT. PARKING LOT - DAY
Danny and Ryan wait outside. Ryan is eating a chocolate bar.
You’re a brave young man, Ryan. You
did the right thing calling 911.
Ryan takes glances back at the house.
Why did he do that? Why did my
daddy do that?
I don’t know, Ryan. But your
grandmother is gonna take good care
of you. Which side of the family is
My dad’s. I don’t know anyone from
my mom’s family.
Do they live pretty far from here?
I don’t know. My dad said she
didn’t really have nobody.
Danny looks at Ryan’s gi.
So you like Karate, huh?
What do you study?
Shotokan. I bet you’re pretty good
When’s your next tournament?
Tell you what. I want to come watch
you next time. Is that OK with you?
Yeah. I won the last time.
Wow! Good for you.
A moment passes.
Listen. What happened today, was
not your fault. Your father made a
choice, and it had nothing to do
with you. It was the wrong choice.
But you know what you’re going to
Ryan shakes his head.
You’re going to become a good man.
You’re gonna grow up, have a
family, and a minivan, and one day,
I promise you, one day, you’ll be
happy again. This pain will go. I
Ryan’s grandmother pulls up to the apartment building. Danny
walks Ryan to the car holding Ryan’s duffel bag. Grandma
Carver hugs Ryan. Danny watches them drive off.
EXT. CTA PLATFORM - NIGHT (2016)
Ryan stares onto the tracks as a train approaches. He flicks
the cigarette onto the tracks. Ryan waits, and jumps on to
the tracks a second before the train hits him.
CRASH. The train collides with Ryan, but he is an immovable
object. The metal folds around him. The moment passes, and
Ryan opens his eyes.
What the fuck!?
A noticeable aura illuminates from his body. He assesses the
situation, attempts to move. Stuck. His arm is penetrating
the train. He puts more effort into freeing his arm, and
forcefully yanks it out.
The force of pulling causes him to stumble on the
tracks. He braces for his fall, his hand touches the
electric rail. Electricity surges through his body. Power
goes out in the surrounding area. He is slightly
Ryan is short of breath. He looks around to see if there are
witnesses. He notices that the conductor is unconscious.
Ryan climbs the platform and runs away.
INT. WAREHOUSE - NIGHT
Sirus, Vicente, and Aaron enter a warehouse. A large group
of men are inside. JASON, 30s, former Navy Seal, steps
Who are your friends?
(Pointing to Aaron)
Boss man’s son. Don’t worry about
the other guy. He ain’t nobody.
Don’t even speak English.
Why are they here?
In case shit goes down. We ain’t
And they’re going to protect you?
Something like that.
Jason extends his arm, pointing to an extravagant conference
table. Sirus and Jason sit down. Vicente and Aaron stand
behind Sirus. The Minyans stand behind Jason.
Who’s the client?
His name is Lazarus.
He told you not to say his name.
He really shouldn’t talk. And I
thought you said he doesn’t
He doesn’t. I don’t know what the
fuck he said.
He told you not to say his name.
Lazarus? Sounds familiar. How do I
know your man can pay?
How can he afford our rate?
He’s into ancient antiques,
artwork, shit like that. Valuable
Antiques? What, is this guy on that
TV show or something? That
Muthafucka, you think I’m jokin’?
This meeting is a joke. Antique
collectors can’t afford the
Minyans? (laughing) That who we
make the checks out to?
It requires some historical
knowledge, but first the ability to
read. Your lack of intelligence
doesn’t surprise me.
Tell me, how does one make a
fortune in the antique industry?
He’s got a lot of rare items. Sold
them to private buyers, some
museums anonymously. Oh, trust me.
Boss man’s loaded. Only reason I
work for him is ’cause he pays
Fine. I’ll require an upfront fee.
I don’t trust you, Sirus. I doubt
your ability to pay.
Do you doubt my ability to paralyze
A red dot instantly appears on Sirus’ face. A Minyan smiles,
gun pointed. Vicente ties his shoes. Jason notices Vicente.
Is that how Vicente plans to help
you? By keeping his sneakers on?
I’d tell that guy to lower his
weapon, or do you offer a discount
for a smaller crew?
You talk a lot of shit for a bitch.
I’d put money on Aaron against your
A noise is heard off screen. Jason looks. Vicente is no
longer behind Sirus. Jason turns to face Sirus again.
Where’d he go?
Sirus smirks at Jason. The crew looks around. A thud is
heard off screen. Jason turns to see Vicente standing over
the Minyan with his own gun pointing at him. The Minyans aim
their guns at Vicente. Aaron cracks his knuckles.
And why do you need our crew?
I asked the same question. If it
was up to me, I wouldn’t be here
right now. But we need guns and
better demolition work. Personally,
I think you guys ain’t shit.
Tell him to put the gun away.
I don’t remember you telling your
man the same thing.
Can we finish?
Sirus nods at Vicente. Drops the gun.
No up front payment.
When is our first job?
As soon as I get word, you’ll know.
How fast can your crew move?
Sirus and crew start to walk out.
Now I remember. Lazarus, that’s the
guy in that Bible story. Why do
they call him that?
’Cause that’s his name.
INT. GARRET ADLER’S HOUSE - EARLY MORNING
Loud knocking is heard behind Garret’s door. Garret walks to
the door in a robe. He peeks through the peep hole and opens
Ryan, Jesus. What’s wrong?
Ryan walks past him frantically. He paces the living room.
Fuck. Oh fuck. No one saw me. No
one else was there.
What happened, Ryan?
Shit, Garret. There’s a crashed CTA
That’s terrible. But it’s not
worthy of a visit this early, Ryan.
As much as I like to see you...
You don’t understand.
I did that. I crashed the train.
Finding something else to blame
Listen. That train. Hit me. It hit
me. Not another train, it wasn’t
derailed. I was the only thing on
the tracks, and it fucking hit me!
Well what the hell were you doing
on the tracks?
What? Well, that...that’s the first
thing that pops into your head?
Not, how I survived a train
Did you fall onto the tracks?
Why does it matter, Garret?
Because it fucking matters.
I jumped. OK? But that isn’t the
That isn’t the point!?
Can we have this conversation
That isn’t the point!? Then tell me
what the fuck is? You made many
promises to me, Ryan! Many, and I
can’t count how many you’ve broken.
I have forgiven you over, and over
again. But you despised him...and
you promised something. Not to me,
you promised yourself! You said
you’d NEVER be like him! I can’t
tell the goddamn difference
anymore! I don’t know who the fuck
Fuck you, Ryan! Yes, I feel sorry
for you. I’ve felt sorry for you
since the moment you were born. The
drinking, the depression, I
understand that! I get it! But
after all you’ve been through, you
decide to go out the same way he
did? You wanted to hurt Danny? Hurt
me? You wanted to give me one more
goddamn funeral to attend? Fuck
you. Get the hell out of my house.
Jennifer walks out of the bedroom.
What’s going on?
Nothing. Ryan is leaving.
I’m sorry Garret. I...fucked up. I
did. But I’m here. I’m standing in
your living room, asking for your
help. Something happened tonight.
I’m not dead, and I should’ve been.
I’m not dead, Garret. Please...
Sweetie, go back to bed. It’s OK.
Sorry to wake you, Jennifer.
Jennifer walks back into the bedroom.
OK, what happened tonight?
Ryan hugs him.
It’s good to see you, Garret.
INT. GARRET’S DINING ROOM - LATER
Garret and Ryan sit at the dining table drinking coffee.
You pulled your arm out of the
Why was your arm IN the metal?
When the train hit, my arm went
Yeah. Lots. Hurt like hell. Felt
like a train hit me.
And the electricity?
It was...in me. Like, it was mine.
Ryan gives him an off look.
Look, right now, I don’t think any
questions are stupid. I’m not sure
what I believe anymore.
How did you pull your arm out?
I pulled. It felt like it was
coming out of a sleeve.
You would think that would require
a great deal of strength, to first
insert an arm through the metal,
and then to remove it.
I felt strong. Real strong. It was
like I could’ve shoved the train
right back to where it came from.
You know, on the night Alex was
taken...the stud...you went through
a stud in the wall. I always
wondered how you were walking
around minutes later. I told myself
it must’ve been adrenaline. But
now, I don’t know.
What do you think happened to me?
A miracle. But a miracle that keeps
happening is something else.
Ryan stands up.
I just derailed a train. I think I
can take a punch from an old man.
Garret hesitates. He rises to his feet.
You really tried to kill yourself?
Yeah...I jumped off -
Garret’s punch cuts him off. Ryan’s face doesn’t move.
Garret holds his hand in pain.
Mother Fu-! I gave that all I had!
How do you feel?
Like...the punch hasn’t stopped.
What do you mean?
I don’t know. Just, it’s like, the
punch is still hitting me.
Should we try more than one?
Now you’re just being mean.
This is...incredible Ryan.
Something is happening to
you. I’ve never heard of anything
Catch your breath, then wail on
Garret hits Ryan a number of times. The punches land, but
Ryan’s body doesn’t move. A small aura is visible around
(out of breath)
That...was my best.
You all right?
It’s strange, to punch a man, only
to be asked about my well-being.
Garret notices the aura.
Look...look at your hands.
Ryan holds his hands out in front of him.
What the fuck?
I have an idea.
Garret runs to the kitchen, returns with a rolling pin.
Whoa! Hang on.
Just let me do it.
What if this is a fluke or
something? What if you knock me out
with that thing?
A stud in the wall. A speeding
train. An electric jolt. And who
knows, maybe that’s why you won so
many Shotokan tournaments.
I didn’t get hit enough, so that
Maybe, but how will we know? This
could be...something bigger than
us. Do you realize what can be done
with this ability?
Ryan pauses, nods his head.
We’re going to need more than
INT. GARRET’S GARAGE - NIGHT
Garret is holding a wrench.
Garret swings the wrench multiple times at Ryan. The aura
around him glows. Garret stops. Ryan rubs his jaw.
How do you feel?
Good, considering I just got
clocked with a wrench.
Let me go grab something bigger.
While Garret searches in the corner of his garage, Ryan
leans on an old radio. The radio turns on playing something
like Bonnie Tyler’s Holding Out for a Hero. Ryan pulls his
Garret walks back with a baseball bat.
You got that old thing working
No. I just touched it.
Ryan notices the cord is not plugged in. The song plays for
a few seconds, shuts off. Ryan’s aura dies down. He tries to
turn the radio on again. It won’t. He plugs it in, it still
Yeah. I haven’t heard that song in
a long time.
Not that...let me try something.
Ryan braces again. Garret hits him with the bat. The aura
Touch the radio.
Ryan does, and the radio plays again.
Not a coincidence?
That radio’s been broken since
before you were born.
Maybe you should throw things out
once in a while.
The radio plays a little longer than the last time.
No...is that what’s happening?
Newton. It’s just Newton.
I think it’s Bonnie Tyler.
Not on the radio. I think I know
what’s happening to you.
It’s physics. Simple physics.
Said the history teacher.
I’m no Hawking, but it seems to be
the basic principle of conservation
of energy. Watch, I’m going to
swing this bat as hard as I can.
Right after, I want you to slam
your fist onto the hood of the car.
Yes. We both know it’s crap. Ready?
Ryan nods. Garret strikes Ryan. Ryan hits the car leaving a
significant dent, like that of a bat.
Son of a bitch.
Well what the fuck just happened?
It seems, that you’re storing
energy and then re-using it. Every
time I hit you, your body does not
react to the momentum. The kinetic
energy one would think, is lost.
However, it seems, you can convert
the energy into whatever you want
to. You turned kinetic energy into
electrical energy with the radio.
You transferred the strike from the
bat, into the car...
I think I follow.
The law says that energy cannot be
created or destroyed, only
transferred. That’s why, a train
hits you, you can bend the metal to
get your arm out. It seems, the
energy you absorb is proportionate
to what you release.
This is fucking nuts.
Give me a ride.
EXT. OPEN FIELD - MORNING
Ryan holds out the red Desert Eagle to Garret.
Do it, Garret.
What if it stops working?
You weren’t worried about that when
you were pretending to be Hank
That was different. Where did you
I bought it after Alex. In case I
ever found the guy.
Don’t worry about it.
It’s a big gun.
He’s a big guy. Shoot me.
You know these are illegal in
What about the pain?
Why do you need to know if you can
survive a gunshot?
Pull the trigger.
Shut up. Aim for the leg.
Garret sighs, aims the desert eagle at Ryan’s leg. He
struggles to pull the trigger. Garret fires, the recoil
sends him tumbling backwards, missing completely. Ryan helps
Yeah. It’s got some kick.
Like a horse.
Try it again.
Garret aims again for Ryan’s leg. He fires, and the bullet
crushes on impact. Ryan grunts. The bullet falls to the
ground. Ryan’s Aura is significantly noticeable.
Ryan, I can see it.
I can feel it. Oh yeah...there’s
Can you do anything?
Ryan turns and closes his eyes. He stretches his arms
outward and releases energy in front of him. A sonic boom is
heard. The energy hits the ground, and a significant amount
of grass and dirt shoot up. A "bullet" trail is visible on
the ground. Ryan’s Aura fades.
Oh my God. Oh my God.
I don’t know what to say.
I do. Shoot me again.
You have 5 bullets left in that
clip. Use them.
You are out of your mind.
I have my reasons for that.
Your leg still stings from that
first one, and now you want 5 more?
Yes. Let’s do the the other leg
Why!? What are you trying to prove?
We get it.
I need to know.
You need to know what??
Someone killed my son, Garret!
Someone took my son and murdered
him. And for all I know, that man
is alive. Not one arrest! And no
one cares anymore! Even I stopped
caring! That’s why there’s a
wrecked train in downtown Chicago.
I survived! I lived so that I could
end his life!
That’s why you think you survived?
For revenge? You don’t realize what
else you could do with this?
I’m not going to save the world.
You wouldn’t want someone like me
to try. Last night, I tried to die.
And the last 8 hours are the
longest I’ve gone without a drink.
Only a dumb ass would trust me out
there trying to save other lives
when I barely give a shit about
You’re missing an opportunity here
to do good, Ryan. You could help
They don’t need help from someone
like me. All the people I give a
shit about are buried. Besides you
and Danny, of course.
You think revenge will make you
Vengeance, and yes. It’s the first
thing I’ve cared about in a long
Confucius would tell you to dig two
Shoot me again. We’ll see about
needing that extra grave.
I don’t think I can. 5 shots with
this thing is too much. My hands
still hurt from the first 2.
Can’t take the kick?
Garret hands Ryan the gun.
Maybe you can.
Ryan ponders for a second. He aims the gun in the distance,
and fires once. The gun has no recoil, but the energy
transfers into Ryan. He smiles and releases four more
consecutive shots with no kick.
I can hit the same spot each time.
And the recoil is yours.
Ryan reloads the gun. Hands it back to Garret.
Now, even if you have to do it
slowly, I want you to hit me with
that entire clip.
Garret hesitates, exhales, and fires one, two, three, each
time showing Ryan getting stronger.
EXT. EGLIN AIR FORCE BASE - MORNING
A security guard sits in a booth at the front gate waving
In the distance, he notices something getting larger. In
seconds, he sees a man running at an unusually high speed.
Before the guard can react, Vicente pummels through the
gate, and in a lightning quick set of moves, disarms the
guard, knocks him out. His radio falls with him.
A truck plows through the gate with Jason, Sirus and a
number of Minyans. The truck smashes the radio on the ground
and continues down the road. A second truck of Minyans
follows shortly after.
Vicente catches his breath, starts running, accelerating to
a high speed. He gains on the truck, pulls himself on the
The trucks head to the flight line, a guard waves at them to
slow down. A Minyan fires a silenced M4, kills the guard.
The truck speeds onto the flight line. A soldier sounds an
INT. ELEMENTARY SCHOOL - DAY
Lazarus and a group of Minyans enter a school hallway
wearing latex gloves and carrying sharps containers. They
disperse into different classrooms.
INT. CLASSROOM - DAY
Lazarus and an armed Minyan enter, close the door.
EXT. FLIGHT LINE - DAY
MPs rush to meet the trucks. Minyans open fire on military
vehicles approaching. A military truck gets close to Sirus’
truck. Sirus hardens his exterior, and leaps onto the hood
of the pursuing truck, crushing the engine and instantly
halting the vehicle. He hops down, grabs the bottom of the
truck, and flips it upside down.
Another convoy approaches. Vicente jumps out of the back of
his truck and gains speed, running directly towards the
military truck. A soldier fires at him. Vicente weaves too
fast to be hit. Vicente jumps onto the hood with one leap,
and jump kicks the shooting soldier square in the face with
the next, sending him flying off the truck. Vicente lands in
the bed of the truck. He disarms and knocks the remaining
soldiers unconscious in seconds. Vicente picks up a gun and
shoots the driver.
INT. VARIOUS CLASSROOMS - DAY
Minyans walk through different classrooms, pricking the
individual students with needles. Students sob. Lazarus and
company exit the classrooms, dropping the containers of
needles onto the hallway floors as they exit the school.
EXT. AIRPLANE HANGAR - DAY
Sirus’ truck pulls into an airplane hangar. The crew jumps
out of the truck to guard the hangar entrance. Jason and
Sirus walk towards a service woman.
You need to show me where your bomb
containment device is.
OK. Please don’t hurt me.
Then move your ass.
The woman walks to the far side of the hangar. She opens a
storage unit, and inside is a black box, about the size of
an adult coffin.
That’s our BCD.
Jason nods, pulls out his sidearm, and shoots the woman in
Sirus lifts the BCD and loads it onto the truck. The Minyans
guarding the hangar entrance begin firing outside.
Sirus runs toward the oncoming truck, a hail of bullets
barely altering his approach. Sirus rams the truck and it
rolls on its side.
The Minyans and the trucks flee the hangar.
EXT. OPEN FIELD - MORNING
Danny is parked on the side of the road. He closes the
driver door, looks both ways, and crosses the street. He is
holding a box of ammunition.
Why am I holding 50 caliber ammo
this early in the morning?
Ryan loads the gun. Hands it to Danny.
I need you to shoot me.
INT. DENNY’S - DAY
Garret, Ryan, and Danny sit at a table eating breakfast.
Garret is skimming through a folder.
All we know about him is what you
told police. They got nothin’ else
to go off of.
What else does that say?
Keep it down. Danny’s risking his
ass with this thing.
Nothing. I mean, this case didn’t
go far at all. There were no leads.
Alex’s death was the only thing
added. Photos from the crime scene
and autopsy. I hate looking at
Nothing on that guy? No suspects,
It’s hard, Ryan. I’m not saying
that that we’re perfect, but
finding someone without any
evidence is damn near impossible.
They ain’t trying to find him.
This is Chicago, Ryan. 3 people
were probably murdered since we’ve
been here. It’s been a long time,
the police really tried.
Detective Tate needs a foot in his
The man did what he could, Ryan.
Why are you defending this guy? He
doesn’t get credit for fucking
trying. My son’s dead, and the
killer hasn’t seen handcuffs, let
alone the barrel of my gun.
So that’s the plan? Chicago’s
finest can’t find this guy, but
you’re Wyatt Earp, right? You just
gonna shoot people ’til you find
I don’t know yet.
I can’t protect you, Ryan. You find
this man, and kill him, the law is
still waiting for you when you’re
Well, Dan, you’ve seen what I can
do. You really think I’m going to
That’s a slippery slope. And if you
go down it, I don’t know things
will be the same with us.
You’re willing to throw a
friendship away? Over some revenge
Everyone’s so quick to tell me I’m
doing something wrong. I’m pretty
sick and tired of being judged.
Look, I get it. I’ll keep you
updated on anything inside the
department. Just, be smart about
this. You’re too powerful for me to
sleep well at night.
Can one of you give me a ride to
You’re still gonna drive a cab?
Can’t plan vengeance with an empty
EXT. RUNNING TRACK - DAY
Lazarus sits on the bleachers eating an ice-cream cone.
Vicente runs the track at a moderate speed- by his
Sirus walks into Lazarus’s view. Lazarus nervously whistles.
Vicente slows down to human levels. When Lazarus realizes
it’s Sirus, he whistles again. Vicente accelerates. Sirus
It’s ready to move.
You should know, I talked to Aaron.
Is he still training?
Yeah. He’s ready. He’s scared, but
he knows why he’s doing it. But
that ain’t what we talked about. He
thinks he saw her, Laz.
Lazarus looks at Sirus with his complete attention.
You need to tell me why he thinks
He noticed her, just how you said
she looks. He said she stared at
him...said it was like she knew.
We need to leave now. Before she
Vicente is sitting next to Lazarus seconds after the
whistle, wiping himself down with a towel.
Having trouble breathing there,
You’d be winded as well if you ran
for 5 hours straight.
Lazarus and Vicente head to the bottom of the bleachers.
Why the fuck would I ever need to
EXT. RYAN’S CAB - NIGHT
Ryan drives his cab. News Radio is heard.
...the group of men entered a
Seattle elementary school, armed
with automatic weapons and a large
collection of needles. The students
and faculty were then pricked
NEWS ANCHOR (cont’d)
individually, with an unclear
motive. Later testing of the
needles left at the scene revealed
that the victims have likely
contracted HIV as a result of this
heinous act. Police are attempting
to find out more about the people
responsible. And if you can believe
it, another incident coming out of
Niceville, Florida, where officials
remain tight about an incident that
took place on Eglin Air Force base.
More to come as we...
A person on the corner hails the cab down.
Son of a bitch...
The same marketer from Ryan’s "last night" enters the cab
through the rear doors.
Clark and Arlington, please.
What are the odds?
Customer leans forward, knows the driver.
3 million in this city...I thought
that was your last night?
I was wrong. Guess I gave you a
free ride for nothing.
Guess so. What, no drink this time?
I might talk to your manager.
Can’t drink two days in a row. That
would make me an alcoholic.
Fair point. Hey, I took your
I don’t know what I told you, but
you shouldn’t ever take advice from
No, no. This was good advice. I
went home to the Mrs. Worked things
out. So, thanks. Really.
Good. I’m glad to hear it.
EXT. SIDEWALK - NIGHT
Sirus and Vicente are walking up a busy sidewalk in Lincoln
Park. Pedestrians can’t help but notice Sirus’ size.
EXT. CLARK STREET - NIGHT
Cab stops at a red light. Sirus and Vicente walk directly in
front of the cab on the crosswalk.
But marketing isn’t for me. I’m
going to start a new career. I
really started thinking..
No. Fucking. Way. You’ve got to be
No, really. I’m thinking about
I need you to get out.
Why, man? We only got a couple more
For your own safety, I need you to
get out the cab. Consider this a
Ryan pulls out his Desert Eagle.
Jesus. Fuck. OK. Fuck.
Customer leaps out of the car. Ryan slams on the gas and
heads towards the sidewalk. An instant before impact, Sirus
hardens. The car slams into Sirus and keeps him pinned to
the side of a building.
Muthafucka! What the hell is your
Vicente stands there looking at Sirus.
Go, head to the house. Find her.
Vicente runs. Sirus struggles to release himself. Ryan gets
out of the car with an aura, gun pointed at Sirus.
You killed my son. This is the last
moment of your life.
Sirus smiles. Ryan fires at Sirus’ head. The bullet crushes
on impact, but chips away at Sirus’ exterior. Civilians
flee. Ryan in shock, fires a couple more times. Sirus pushes
the car away from him and starts walking towards Ryan.
What the fuck?
Sirus winds his fist back for a punch, Ryan stands cocky.
Sirus unloads and Ryan is sent flying back through a
Ryan spits blood onto the floor. His aura is noticeably
Ryan stands up, Sirus looks confused. Ryan walks towards
Sirus shooting the remaining rounds. Sirus charges at Ryan,
but Ryan sends him flying backwards with a punch. Sirus rips
through the cab and back into the wall. Ryan’s aura is gone.
Ryan puts the gun to Sirus’ head. Vicente speeds around the
corner and rams Ryan a good distance down the street.
Vicente attempts to slow down, the friction from his feet
breaks up the street as he slides, comes back for a second
Two!? ’The fuck is going on?
Ryan aims. Vicente quickly disarms him and punches him in
the face. Ryan’s nose is bleeding, aura larger with every
impact. Vicente again attempts a combo flurry, but Ryan is
able to match his speed, blocks Vicente’s attack, and knocks
him to the ground. Ryan mounts, pounds on him.
Ryan looks up to check on Sirus just in time to see a
vehicle flying in his direction. The vehicle hits Ryan and
crushes around him.
Ryan runs full speed at Sirus and punches him through a
building and out onto Lakeshore drive.
EXT. LAKESHORE DRIVE - DAY
Sirus leaves a crater on Lakeshore Drive. Ryan walks
perpendicular to the oncoming traffic. He stares at Sirus
down the road. An oncoming vehicle approaches in the left
lane. Ryan kneels down in front of it, absorbing the energy.
A bus is speeding in the right lane as Ryan continues to
walk. The bus hits Ryan and lifts its rear into the air,
only to come crashing back down.
Absorbing both impacts, Ryan walks towards Sirus. Sirus and
Ryan exchange blows. Ryan hits him and Sirus skids half a
mile down the road.
Sirens are heard, Sirus stands, stares Ryan down, and takes
off running. Ryan sprints after him.
LET’S FINISH THIS! COME BACK YOU
PIECE OF SHIT!
Vicente speeds towards Ryan and rams him into Lake Michigan.
Vicente flees the sirens and Ryan swims to the shore. People
on the beach look at him baffled. He runs off.
INT. STUDIO APARTMENT - NIGHT
A television displays the news. A helicopter surveys the
damage of the fight scene.
The damage to the road is
significant, but luckily no deaths
to report. What happened is another
story, as different accounts of the
incident are being sorted out.
The bus just flipped up in the air,
and crashed down. We got out of the
car and called 911.
I’m telling you, it was people. Two
people fighting. I don’t know if
they had grenades or something, but
it’s the craziest thing I ever
seen. Just crazy.
The city is still in preparation
for the Olympic ceremonies, which
remain scheduled for tomorrow. The
city released a statement saying,
"The true success of terrorism is
the destruction of unity. The
Olympic games will not be hindered
by these malicious attempts to
destroy the foundations that bring
the world together." The security
levels are certainly unprecedented.
The television turns off. A woman’s face is visible in the
reflection. She’s sitting on the bed. She gets up, and the
door is heard opened and closed off screen.
EXT. PARK - DAY
Lazarus sits on a bench watching people go by. Sirus and
Vicente approach him. Lazarus notices the battle scars..
And he attacked you?
Yeah. Can’t say it’s surprising
Was he defending her?
Came out of nowhere. He’s strong.
Listen, I recognized him. He was
the guy at Allison Turner’s house.
Lazarus turns intently to Sirus.
This man was in the home that
Yeah. I fucked ’im up.
You’re sure he was in the home that
I don’t forget this type of shit.
Lazarus’ eyes search for the answer.
Things have changed.
EXT. TAXI GARAGE - NIGHT
Ryan jogs towards the Oldsmobile attempting to avoid the
INT. GARRET ADLER’S VEHICLE - NIGHT
Ryan enters Garret’s rear door. Garret and Danny are in the
He didn’t need a two-week’s notice.
A man is inaudibly yelling at Garret’s car as they drive
off. The smashed taxi is visible as they leave.
You couldn’t absorb their attacks?
No, I could. But, bats,
guns...those things never made me
bleed. This was different. It hurt
more than that.
It can’t be coincidence.
That the man who kidnapped and
killed your child has abilities
like yours. That’s not a
coincidence. There’s something
You read too many comic books.
But think Ryan. You’ve wondered for
years, "Why?" Why someone would do
this to you. Why would someone take
your child in the middle of the
No, Garret. I stopped asking "why"
a long time ago.
You made the news. Again. You know
the bus driver is in the hospital?
Yeah, I heard that. Terrible.
You could’ve killed that guy.
I ain’t a hero. You guys keep
You’re not that guy, Ryan. You had
every reason to turn into a
monster, and you didn’t. Don’t
I’ve never been a saint either.
We’re helping you, Ryan. But if you
continue this recklessness, you’ll
be alone on this.
Then I’ll just get out here.
Ryan exits the car and slams the door shut. The rain is
coming down hard.
EXT. ALLEY - NIGHT
Ryan enters an alley. Two guys with bats are mugging a
couple. Ryan debates walking away. Garret tries catching up
The thugs notice their new company.
Get back in the car.
Garret grabs the lid to a trash can.
Why don’t you two just get the fuck
outta here. Go suck on a latte or
Why don’t you come over here and
suck on something else?
Your mouth just earned you a
I’d worry less about my mouth, and
more about these two.
Ryan closes his fists. The thugs approach Ryan.
Get out of here. Now.
The couple run. The first thief swings, Ryan dodges and
punches him down. The second man swings and hits Ryan in the
back. The bat breaks on impact. Ryan lifts his hand towards
the thief and releases the energy. The thief is sent
backwards. The thieves take off down the alley.
I did not believe it. Not until
Garret and Ryan turn around.
Look, I just work out a lot. It was
No you don’t. I know why those men
could not hurt you.
Ma’am, I assure you..the bats were
You look like her, you know?
What...what did you just say?
I was saying that you look like
your mother. I would’ve known even
without the bats and the news
Who are you?
I knew Ana. I knew Ana well before
you were born. My name is Edonia,
and I’m her sister.
You’re lying. Look, I don’t know
how you got this information, lady,
but I knew Ana. And she didn’t have
She did. Eleven sisters.
Ana wouldn’t have lied about
something like this.
Yes. She would have.
Why would she lie??
Not if you answer the question.
I’m just glad I was able to find
you. I never thought a day like
this would come.
You had 37 years to see me. I’m not
gonna get all teary eyed every time
some nut job claims to be my aunt.
You still do not believe me?
Ana died when you were born?
Your son was murdered, was he not?
How many people know these things?
Anyone who can read the obituaries.
Why would I pretend to be the
sister of your mother? I do not
gain anything from this
conversation. I am here, because it
is only fair that you know the
truth. I’m here to explain to you,
as best I can, why this is
happening to you, why your life has
been so tragic. You deserve that
Ana could not have told you about
the 12 of us. We all agreed to
never speak to each other. And we
haven’t, for over a thousand years.
That, that almost...didn’t sound
like an exaggeration.
I gave you a chance, and you start
talking this bullshit. Let’s go,
Is it any more absurd than your
ability to absorb energy? Any more
ridiculous than a man who can throw
vehicles? Is a thousand years of
silence more unbelievable than
that? What you have is a gift. And
giving it to you was the last thing
your mother did. She wanted to
pass, Ryan. It was her purpose. Our
purpose. It is our joy, to pass our
gift to our offspring.
That is the stupidest thing I’ve
There is nothing more we’d rather
do. We live for that moment. Your
mother waited a thousand lifetimes.
She chose Hayden out of all the men
she met in centuries. She knew what
would happen to her when she gave
birth, and she smiled as you were
born, I’m sure of it.
Did my dad get that memo?
No. We cannot tell our mates,
otherwise, it could compromise the
You said there are 12 of you.
There were 12.
Where did you come from?
You are asking the wrong question.
No, that’s the answer I want.
It’s not where. There is no answer
to that question. It isn’t a
location you’d find on any map.
Don’t be ridiculous.
We’re not from a place, or a time.
I could not begin to describe it to
you accurately. I can try to
explain it in a way you are capable
of understanding. Our father sent
us here, for safety. There was war,
a terrible war, a threat to our
being. It wasn’t safe for us
anymore. So we broke the rules, all
the rules that have ever been
written, and we came here. Upon the
moment of our arrival, the Earth
was covered by the oceans.
The Deluge...The great
deluge...27th century BCE?
That’s when the Epic of Gilgamesh
records what you might know as the
How many of you are still around?
I wish I knew. A few thousand years
ago, my sister, Iris, gave birth to
the first. He...discovered the
origin of our kind, and became
obsessed with finding us. He’s
spent centuries searching for me
and my sisters. If he found us, a
great deal of suffering would be
inflicted onto your world. We
decided it would be best to
separate and to seldom speak to
each other. But seldom soon became
Iris’ son, he’s got a gift too?
He was named Lazarus, and he cannot
Well, that’s good news. How many of
your sisters gave birth to us
7, that I know of. And they all
passed during birth.
So there’s 7 of us...
8, actually. Lazarus was able to
conceive a child with a human.
Lazarus’ son is the first of the
third generation. A very special
child. Aaron is what he calls him.
What makes the kid so special?
He’s the first not born of my
sisters. I do not know what his
gift is. Lazarus keeps him close.
And whose ass was I kicking earlier
The monstrosity is Sirus. Vicente
is the agile Spaniard. Both born of
So, including Laz and his boy,
that’s 5. Who else?
They aren’t alive anymore. But
their names were Ghengis Kahn,
Samson, and Vlad Tepes. Those are
all I know.
No way. There’s no way.
Yes. They were the sons of my
This is all too much...
So 5 of your sisters might still be
alive. And you guys never had any
We have never given birth to a
female. We are not sure why this
You know Sirus killed my boy,
Yes, and believe me, if I knew
where he was, I would tell you.
However, I think I know why he came
to your home. If the mother of your
child died during birth, Lazarus
must have assumed that she was one
of the 12. He likely discovered
that he was wrong, and discarded
your son. This is just one of the
reasons Lazarus must be stopped,
Ryan. You must stop him.
Stop him? First of all, I’m not
sure I even believe what you’re
telling me. I’m going after Sirus.
Anyone else in the way is just
You do not understand. The number
of atrocities he’s committed...it’s
disturbing, the things he’s done.
The recent attacks, every single
one has been orchestrated by him.
The Black Death was devastating
because he wanted it to be. He
murdered your child! How many
reasons do you need to end him?
It’s not my job to save the world.
It’s no one’s job to save the
world. But do you know why he does
these horrible things? Do you know
why he hurts others?
Don’t really care, to be honest.
Listen to me Ryan, I will leave you
with this. No one has stopped
Lazarus during my lifetime. He is
the smartest man to walk the Earth,
he can speak any language, living
or dead. You are the first person
with the ability to stop the
suffering. He’s in Chicago for a
reason, and that should scare you.
If I found you, so will he. Promise
me that if you see him, you will
try everything you can to stop him.
Ryan and Garret walk back to the vehicle. Ryan stops, turns
You said Lazarus discovered the
truth, about you 12.
Edonia looks away.
You found him, and told him, didn’t
Try being alone for thousands of
years. He was the only
person capable of understanding.
Ryan and Garret enter the car, pull off. Edonia watches.
EXT. STREET IN FRONT OF BANK - DAY
Police vehicles speed onto the scene. Officers open their
doors and immediately take cover with guns aimed. The
Minyans are taking cover behind their own barricades,
blocking the entrance to the bank.
Let’s end this peacefully. Let the
hostages go, and we can meet your
A security guard’s body flies out of the bank, and slams
into the wall across the street. Sirus flicks the officers
Get us our plane.
INT. GARRET ADLER’S HOUSE - DAY
Danny is on his cell phone. Garret walks out of the kitchen
with a cup of coffee. Ryan is sitting in a chair drinking
from a milk carton.
Thanks, Whitney. I’ll check it out.
Danny hangs up the phone. Changes the television channel.
I was watching that.
Bruce Willis is dead the whole
The television is airing something older, like "Chips."
You really had to see this?
Got a call from my girl inside.
Give it a second.
Garret turns to Ryan.
You better have a glass.
It tastes better this way.
It really doesn’t.
The television show is interrupted with breaking news.
Coverage of the bank robbery is shown. Ryan notices Sirus in
That’s him. That’s Sirus.
That’s the guy that killed Alex?
I’m gonna get Tate on the scene.
Ryan, do you have Tate’s...
Danny turns to Ryan, but Ryan’s gone.
EXT. ROOFTOPS - DAY
Ryan is running at full speed on a roof top. He jumps to a
lower rooftop on the neighboring building. His aura grows.
He again jumps to a lower roof. His aura grows with each
impact. He jumps from the roof of a 9 story building onto
the ground. Runs.
EXT. STREET IN FRONT OF BANK - DAY
A crowd has formed, watching the situation from a distance.
Lazarus’ face is still, while the rest of the crowd moves in
the commotion. Edonia is in the crowd.
Ryan speeds passed the police line before most can notice.
They shout at him as he passes. He heads right for the bank.
INT. BANK - DAY
No hostages are inside, but the BCD is the middle of the
lobby. Ryan charges Sirus and immediately sends him flying
into the vault with a fierce punch.
A fight ensues between Ryan, Sirus, and Vicente. They
exchange devastating blow after blow.
Ryan punches his hand through an electrical outlet, and the
lights go out for a city block. Ryan is illuminated in the
darkness. Glimpses of punches and faces strobe with each
release of energy.
The electricity depletes from Ryan. Ryan draws his gun.
Before Ryan can fire, Sirus grabs him and throws him
outside, right in front of the cops. The police tell him to
put the gun down.
Lazarus nods. The Minyans open fire on Ryan and the police.
The crowd screams and disperses. Lazarus walks up to Edonia.
She is horrified at the sight of him.
Ryan shoots some of the Minyans. The cops are returning
fire. Bullets hit Ryan from both sides. Ryan’s aura is as
large as we’ve seen it. He grimaces in pain and falls to one
knee. He looks at both sides, stands and screams.
A large radial energy blast is expelled from him. The police
and Minyans are sent flying backwards.
Ryan is on one knee, breathing heavily. Sirus puts Ryan in a
If I wanted you dead, muthafucka,
you would be.
Ryan struggles, but falls unconscious. Sirus carries Ryan
into the bank and puts Ryan into the bomb containment
device. Sirus shuts the door. Darkness.
INT. BATHROOM - DAY
Lazarus carries Edonia into a bathroom and locks the door.
He sits her down on the floor.
It’s been a while.
I liked it that way.
You’re lying. You knew we were
here. You had every opportunity to
leave. We both know why you didn’t.
And why is that?
Because you crave proximity to us,
Edonia. You’re lonely, and yet,
you’re the most reluctant to choose
your mate and pass your gift.
It’s enraging, knowing that you’re
one orgasm away from giving us
So he could be one more recruit for
I wouldn’t need you, or the
remaining sisters, if we could
conceive them on our own. And it’s
not for lack of trying. Several
times a year, I would impregnate...
(grimaces)...one of them. When the
boys turned 7, I would attempt to
kill them, to see if my gift was
passed. I killed a lot of gift-less
children. But one day, Aaron was
born. And his gift is very special.
And the girls?
They were killed immediately. A
waste of everyone’s time.
When did this happen to you? When
did you become so obsessed? You
were not always this way.
It’s madness, really. How you’ve
managed to retain a trace of sanity
is baffling. Edonia, you’ve lived
here much longer than I have. How
can you observe their kind, and not
want to cause them unrelenting
suffering? How could you not
dedicate every conscious moment to
devising one more way to hurt them?
Have you not seen what they’ve done
to themselves? To their home? To
And is it your duty to determine
their sentence? Who is deserving of
punishment, Lazarus? You don’t get
to make that call.
Whose call is it, then? You tell me
who punishes the living. No God, no
ruler, no one judges this world!
I’m simply taking initiative. Who
is more qualified than me? I’ve
kept the best records. And you are
months away from contributing to
You believe me to be that naive,
Lazarus? I know why you brought me
here. Be done with it.
Lazarus grabs Edonia by the throat and slams her against the
tiled wall. Lazarus begins to violently undress Edonia.
INT. BCD - NIGHT
Ryan gains consciousness in the dark BCD. A red light from
Ryan’s chest is the only faint illumination. We hear
commotion outside. The door opens and we see Lazarus.
INT. ABANDONED LOFT - NIGHT
Ryan tries to move, but is strapped in. A bomb strapped to
Let me go.
Lazarus steps away, sits in a chair 7 feet in front of Ryan.
Ask me. I know it’s coming.
Who are you?
My name is Lazarus. And yes, the
one from a certain piece of
Yes, him. But it didn’t go quite
the way they said, now did it? A
little bit of religious fiction.
But then again, isn’t it all?
I’d work on the accent, buddy.
Makes you a lot less threatening.
I was there when English became a
language. Don’t tell me I have the
Ahh yes, Sirus. I assure you, Ryan,
your quest for retribution is
understandable. In fact, because of
what has happened to you, I will
withhold any attempt to convince
you to join us. Vicente, Sirus,
they are here because they believe
in what I’m doing. I recruited them
when they were very young. You, I
missed somehow. I looked through my
archives, because I’m typically
thorough. It seems you and your
father had already moved by the
time I paid a visit to you. Just
missed you, boy.
I’m going to kill him. You know
About your son, well, that was a
misunderstanding. Allison was not
one of the 12 and your son was not
gifted. I put the gun to his head.
I sent the bullet through his
skull. You want to kill someone?
Forget Sirus. Try me. But know
this: many stronger than you have
Come unstrap me then, you piece of
You haven’t asked me why, yet. You
have a bomb strapped to your chest,
do you not care why you’re here?
To kill me before I get a chance to
snap your neck.
You’re clueless. You think my only
goal is to kill? You think that’s
what I do? It’s feeble, to think on
such a modest scale. Can’t say that
I’m surprised. Murder is not the
worst act one can do to another.
No, no. I’ve witnessed man’s
sickest acts. Tell me, have you
ever seen a tool called "the breast
ripper"? No? You see during the
Inquisition, men would take this
claw, and place it around a woman’s
breast, and then literally
(motions) tear the breast open. The
tool was aptly named, but do you
know why this was done? Sometimes,
it was because the woman had a
miscarriage. Both men and women
could be burned at the stake. Yes,
death would eventually come to the
victim, but if done right, a
burning would take 2 hours. If
those methods bored you, you could
take your victim to a rack devised
to stretch the body to paralysis.
If you find me demented, well, I
learned from the best.
This ain’t the Inquisition. Things
Things have changed? Read a book,
Ryan Carver. The Rwandan Genocide,
hundreds of thousands of people
were slaughtered. Well, the men
were lucky enough to simply die,
but the women, they were raped
first. Darfur, the Holocaust, the
list grows by the decade. It’s
nature, Ryan, it’s what humans do.
Things haven’t changed, there are
just more people watching.
Keep trying to convince yourself
that you’re noble. You kill
No one is innocent. Living this
long has shown me that.
So you’re going to kill us all. How
diabolical of you.
You are not listening. Ryan, I
cannot die. What would I do
on Earth alone? Death? Death is
peace. Punishment can only be felt
by the living. And I punish this
planet. I punish its inhabitants.
It is why I am here. If all is
dead, I am left to a maddening
eternity alone. Though, I do kill,
if it punishes a significant
quantity of people. Tonight, many
will be at peace. I know your gift
well, Ryan. I know it very well.
A distant roar is slightly audible.
You’re going to show the world its
own nature. You’re going to help
them get a rare glimpse into their
own souls. You might survive to see
it, but my wager is on the
You’re pretty ambitious if you
think this bomb can reach the
Lazarus takes a remote out of his pocket and points it at
the bomb on Ryan’s chest. The clock reads 10
minutes, begins counting down. Lazarus walks to the BCD.
Goodbye Ryan. If you do survive, I
will not underestimate you when you
come for us.
Lazarus closes the door. Darkness.
EXT. OUTSIDE ABANDONED LOFT - NIGHT
The Minyan mercenaries are surrounding the warehouse, armed.
The Olympic Stadium is visible in the distance.
Lazarus walks 50 yards away, looks at the stadium, looks
back at the warehouse. He draws a line on the concrete with
If he gets out, do not let him pass
this line. Use every round if you
He’ll meet you at the rendezvous.
Lazarus, Aaron, Sirus, and Vicente drive off.
INT. BCD - NIGHT
Only a red light is illuminating the inside of the BCD. The
bomb is ticking down. Ryan tries to release himself from the
restraints. The bomb ticks down to zero. A glimpse of the
INT. ABANDONED LOFT - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS
but there is barely a sound outside. The BCD shuffles. Two
armed Minyans observe the box.
Seconds later, the door automatically opens. Ryan falls out,
his aura larger than we’ve seen it.
Both mercenaries look at him in astonishment. They remember
their job, and open fire on him.
Ryan screams in pain, looks to the window, and leaps out of
EXT. OUTSIDE OF WAREHOUSE - NIGHT - CONTINUOUS
And lands, his aura is even larger. The Minyans waiting for
him open fire. A flurry of bullets, grenades, explosions.
INT. STADIUM - NIGHT
The roar of the crowd from the stadium drowns out the sound
of gunfire in the distance. The French athletes walk
their flag around the track.
EXT. STADIUM - NIGHT
A security detail notices an explosion in the distance. He
immediately grabs his radio.
Gunfire coming from the northwest.
Get the President out of here. Now!
INT. STADIUM - NIGHT
The Secret Service grab the President and frantically
attempt to exit the stadium. Other heads of state notice the
scramble and take a cue. They start to leave with their
security as well.
EXT. OUTSIDE OF WAREHOUSE - NIGHT
Ryan’s aura is massive. He attempts to escape the gunfire,
heading unknowingly towards the chalk line. Inches from the
line, Ryan collapses. He sees the line drawn on the
Ryan’s energy is released in a massive radial blast. The
explosion destroys everything in its path. The stadium and
everyone in it crumble.
Everything within a mile radius is destroyed or dead. Ryan
yells. He stands up, naked, and staggers away. Ambulances
and firetrucks storm the area.
INT. GARRET ADLER’S HOUSE - DAY
Garret and Danny are standing up, watching the television.
The news coverage of the attack is on. A broken drinking
glass is on the floor. Jennifer takes trash out of the back
door. On screen:
This unprecedented act has sent a
ripple of chaos to all nations.
Riots have flooded the streets. The
world is without their leaders
today. 0ver 100 heads of state were
killed, including the United
States, France, England, Italy,
Israel, China, Russia, and Japan.
The list goes on. The total count
of the dead is approximately
90,000. This is what many are
calling our darkest day. The
President, formerly Vice President
Carson, has declared a state of
martial law. Most major cities have
a curfew of 10pm as the government
tries to maintain order and find
the people responsible.
The sound of a window breaking is heard outside of the
house. A small mob runs by with bats and Molotov cocktails.
The sound of destruction is heard as angry cheers grow
Danny grabs a Sox bat out of the closet and walks over to
the door to lock it.
Just as he reaches it, the door knob turns, and Danny gets
ready to swing. But he stops when he sees Ryan coming in. He
is wearing the gray "star" t-shirt from the floor in his
We were just about to call you. Did
you hear what happened? How’d the
bank thing go?
Ryan with a blank stare, walks right passed them, slams his
back into a wall, and slides down.
It’s terrible. I know.
It was me...Garret. I...did that. I
killed, all those people.
What do you mean?
Lazarus took me from the bank. They
didn’t do it for the money. There
weren’t any hostages. They fucking
knew I would show up. He told me
that he knew exactly what I was
capable of. They overloaded me...I
couldn’t hold the energy
anymore...my body just let go. Let
it all out.
Ryan, please listen to me this
time. This wasn’t your fault.
I...know...this time I know.
Do you? Do you really know? Because
you can sit here on this floor and
do nothing, or you can get your ass
up and find these bastards! We
can’t change what happened. But I
swear to you, we can change
anything between this moment and
the moment we die.
A brick flies through the window as Garret finishes the
sentence. A woman’s scream is heard outside.
Garret, Jennifer is outside.
Garret scrambles for the back door. He attempts to shout
through the walls.
Jennifer! Jennifer are you OK?
Garret opens the backdoor and two men are stripping her
down. One pulls a gun and shoots at the door, Garret closes
it for protection.
EXT. GARRET’S HOUSE - DAY
Ryan walks out and handles business. Disarms the men and
sends them fleeing. Ambulances roar by, headed to the city.
Ryan looks at Garret, and they nod in agreement.
EXT. DOWNTOWN CHICAGO - DAY
Chaos. Ryan exits Garret’s vehicle. There are rioters
battling with police and tanks in the streets.
Ryan does what he can to stop some of the violence. He
fights off armed rioters that are attempting to harm others.
A soldier is knocked to the ground. A man attempts to swing
a pipe at the soldiers head, Ryan puts his arm in and
absorbs the impact. He sends the man falling backwards. Ryan
helps the soldier up.
INT. GARRET ADLER’S VEHICLE - DAY
Danny and Garrett are leaving the city.
What he’s capable of...
That’s what Lazarus said to Ryan...
And Sirus...he...holy shit. Garret,
take me to the house. I need to see
INT. PRISON - DAY
Lazarus and company are stepping over unconscious guards.
Aaron takes a pole and walks down the row of cells, clanking
it along the bars.
Gentleman, your president is
dead. It’s a new beginning for the
citizens of the world. I’m here to
release you. Have a fresh start, or
pick up right where you left off. I
Sirus pries the bars open cell by cell. As the prisoners
exit, some grab nightsticks on their way out.
EXT. DOWNTOWN CHICAGO - DAY
The military and police are firing rubber pellets at anyone.
Ryan sees children laying on the ground in agony. He steps
in front, pleading them to stop.
Stop. You’re hitting kids.
A soldier shoots Ryan the stomach. Ryan absorbs it.
Get off the street or get a fucking
pellet in your eye.
I don’t want to hurt you.
The officer shoots Ryan again. The pellet bounces off his
chest, but Ryan catches it before it falls to the ground. He
pulls it up to his eye to inspect it. He tosses it at the
officer and hits him in the stomach. The officer falls to
They open fire on Ryan. He absorbs, and then releases a
controlled amount of energy, knocking them down. When they
look up, he’s gone. The citizens in all the commotion have
cleared the streets.
Ryan runs to the next block and sees a number of convicts
hitting people with night sticks. Ryan starts cleaning
house. One of the prisoners grabs Ryan by the throat and
lifts him in the air. Ryan struggles to breathe.
The soldier that Ryan helped earlier shoots the convict in
the back. The convict falls dead. Ryan runs over to the
soldier lying on the ground, a wound near his stomach.
I think, I hope...the bullet went
Do you have a radio or anything?
It’s over there.
The officer points to it on the ground. Ryan retrieves it
and hands it to the soldier.
Do they know...who did all this?
No, but the city has been sealed
off. No one is leaving...all the
roads are blocked, and unless they
can swim across lake Michigan,
they’re here..in the city.
Get help. I gotta do something.
INT. DANNY’S HOUSE - DAY
Danny is rummaging through some files on his desk. He sees
the tab that says "Carver homicide" and opens it. He’s going
through the police report. He scans a few pictures.
What are you looking for?
Danny reads aloud in mumbles. He slows down, and his eyes
Son of a bitch.
Danny pulls out his cell phone. Speed dials a number.
Whitney. It’s Danny. Listen, I need
one last favor.
INT. WAREHOUSE - DAY
The warehouse door slides open, and it’s Jason. He stares at
You told me to meet my team at the
rendezvous, after the job was done.
You told them to kill Ryan.
Correct. I theorized that the blast
would kill him.
So you knew there was going to be a
THEN WHY DID YOU WILLINGLY KILL MY
Because they were paid to die.
Jason pulls out a handgun.
Maybe I kill your men. Maybe I kill
them. Huh? We’d be even then.
Aaron steps forward.
Try it, muthafucka.
Jason. Pulling that trigger would
Jason fires a bullet into Lazarus’ head. Lazarus falls to
the ground. Jason aims at Vicente. Aaron steps in front and
absorbs the bullet.
What...the fuck are you people?
Lazarus stands back up.
It’s always about keeping score
with humans. What is even,
Jason? Since the dawn of man, who
is in debt? Who is owed? What is
the tally? Humans always think so
short-term. You cannot fathom a
moment after your death. Make us
even? I’m the only one keeping
Jason puts the gun down. He turns around and leaves.
Want me to go after him?
Lazarus hesitates. Shakes his head.
Feeling powerless hurts them more
INT. BAR - DAY
Danny and Garret walk into a nearly empty pub. Detective
William Tate is sitting alone at the bar. Danny and Garret
take seats on both sides of TATE, he looks up at both of
them. He is not sober.
Hey...I know you guys.
That’s right. You do, Tate.
Fucking shit, man. Hey, give these
guys one of whatever they want.
World’s gone to shit. We might as
well too. Right?
312, please. And my friend will
have the same. (To Tate) It’s funny
that you’re here, Tate. Just the
guy I wanted to see.
Well, you looked in the right
place, Butler. Of all the gin
The Carver homicide, Tate, how well
do you remember that?
Tate clears his throat. Seems a little more attentive.
Yeah...of course I remember. I was
at the funeral. Terrible case.
I know. When I was in the force, I
could remember every face. Their
last look. Eyes closed, eyes
opened. I remember each one.
Stays with you.
So when you found Alex Carver’s
body, what’d he look like?
Well...uh...let me see. He
had...the gunshot, so..it’s hard to
Yeah. The crime scene must have
been hard to bear.
Yeah, I was hoping it wasn’t the
Carver kid. Hard to tell with
missing infants. Damn Y-Chromosomal
match. Just how it goes sometimes.
Danny takes a swig of the beer.
Let’s play a game.
I’m not in the mood. Let’s just
It’ll be fun.
Danny takes out two pictures.
You see these pictures? What’s the
difference between them?
I...I don’t see anything
different...one’s a crime scene,
the other is with the Medical
Danny grabs Tate and slams him into the wall.
The crime scene photo, there isn’t
a birthmark. But somehow, when Ryan
identified the body, there’s a
magical birthmark on the kid’s
You better let go of me, Butler.
Garret takes the beer bottle and breaks it on a table.
I will spill you all over this
OK. OK. I was paid to cover it up.
After the scene...I was told
to...make it the Carver kid...so we
put a tattoo on the shoulder.
Who paid you?! Who paid you, Tate?!
I don’t know. I don’t know. A big
guy paid me.
Who is buried in Alex Carver’s
Another kid. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.
Garret puts the bottle up to the Tate’s throat.
Is Alex Carver still alive?
EXT. DOWNTOWN CHICAGO - DAY
Jason is at a pay phone. He looks around before he speaks.
I have some information you might
EXT. LAKESHORE DRIVE - DAY
Ryan is on Lakeshore drive, scoping out the scene. The major
road is empty. He notices the blockade. He looks back at the
cityscape, lights a cigarette, walks back towards the city.
INT. WAREHOUSE - DAY
Vicente is out of breath.
We know the outlets are blocked. We
expected this. What is the real
They know we’re here. They are
Lazarus thinks for a second.
Jason...fine, how long until they
EXT. WAREHOUSE - DAY
A group of special ops are making a move towards the
warehouse. Aaron is in a sweatshirt with the hood up,
standing in the open by himself.
Hands where I can see them!
Aaron lifts his arms, but only to flick them off. The
soldiers open fire. Aaron absorbs, and releases a
devastating blast. One soldier survives, radios in.
We need backup!
EXT. BASE OF THE SEARS TOWER - DAY
Ryan approaches the base of the Sears tower. Two soldiers
are standing guard. The soldier’s radio is audible.
(Frantically speaking over gun
We need all available units! We
need all...Jesus! GET DOWN!...we
need help NOW! Taking heavy fire! I
His sentence is cut-off by static. The soldiers look at each
other, unsure of how to react. They turn to notice Ryan
headed towards them. They aim their weapons.
Stop! Not another step! I mean it.
We will put you down.
Ryan continues his approach.
We said stop, asshole. I swear to
God I will end your life.
Ryan doesn’t stop.
You come any closer and it’s
fucking over. I’m not playing
around! STOP WALKING!
INT. SEARS TOWER LOBBY - DAY
Off screen, the sound of gunshots are audible. A moment
passes. Both soldiers go flying through the exterior wall,
landing in the lobby unconscious. Ryan enters through the
debris and steps over their bodies.
As he heads towards the elevators, he drops a handful of
smashed bullets from his hand onto the ground. When he
reaches the elevator, the "up" button does not illuminate
when pressed. He heads towards the stairwell. Before he
starts his ascent, he lights another cigarette.
EXT. ROOF OF SEARS TOWER - DAY
Ryan climbs out of the latch on the roof. As he approaches
the southward edge, helicopters are audible. Seconds later,
two helicopters fly by the tower towards the direction of
the radio distress.
The view southward shows the remnants of a large radial
explosion in the distance. Ryan searches the horizon for
something. His cell phone rings. When he looks down at the
caller ID, it reads, "Garret Adler." He opens the phone and
Ryan? Jesus Ryan, are you there?
Listen to me. I need you to listen
to me. Please, stay where you are.
Don’t do anything, there is
something we really need to...
A large explosion in the distance cuts Garret off, and Ryan
takes notice. He hangs up on Garret, tosses his cigarette
aside. Ryan takes a few paces backwards. He glares at the
edge of the building, and sprints towards it. In one motion
he jumps over the edge and plummets downwards.
EXT. BASE OF THE SEARS TOWER - DAY
He lands on his feet. Ryan’s impact with the ground shakes
the cars and buildings around him. He yells as he contacts
the ground. His aura surrounds him. He speeds towards the
He passes tanks on their way to the fight.
EXT. WAREHOUSE - DAY
Three tanks are burning as Aaron paces around, surrounded by
soldiers unsure how to approach him. A truck thrown by Sirus
hits another truck. Vicente stretches.
A rushing sound is heard as a blur of Ryan approaches. Sirus
sees him coming and heads directly at him. Ryan punches
Sirus so hard, his shell is cracked and Sirus slides through
Ryan continuously pounds on Sirus until his body is mangled
in a crater on the ground. Ryan climbs out. His aura is
smaller, but significant.
Vicente is racing around Ryan, but Ryan can now keep up.
Ryan anticipates his movements, and pounds the pavement,
sending a ripple in the ground. Vicente trips and falls.
Ryan runs over to him and pounds on him. Vicente is dead.
Ryan’s aura is gone.
Ryan walks over to a soldier, takes his gun. Shoots at
Aaron. Aaron absorbs, sends the energy back. Ryan absorbs.
They charge each other.
Ryan and Aaron go at it. No auras, just two men wailing on
each other. Both are bleeding and their clothes are torn.
Ryan and Aaron keep fighting on strength alone. Ryan gets
the upper hand, knocking Aaron to the ground. Ryan pounds on
Aaron, and strangles him until he dies.
NO! Ryan...God no!
Garret and Danny stand in horror.
What the fuck are you doing? Get
out of here.
Ryan looks down at his lifeless son.
That...was my son???
Yes. And you killed him. Way to go.
Ryan runs over to check the birthmark. It’s there.
Jesus, Danny. I don’t know CPR.
Please help! Please!
Danny runs over. He tries to give CPR. Ryan stands up, an
enraged look on his face as he faces Lazarus. Ryan walks
over to him, fists clenched.
Fine. Let’s waste our time.
Ryan cocks his fist back and launches it into Lazarus,
knocking him to the ground. He punches him several times.
Lazarus is laughing. Lazarus stops Ryan’s punches and knocks
I haven’t laughed in a long time.
Ryan falls down to his knees. Lazarus stands up.
I mistook your child for one of us,
born of the 12. Naturally, I raised
him as my own. But your existence
revealed just how special
Alex...was. The first of the 3rd
generation. Brave kid, he was
willing to sacrifice himself during
the Olympic ceremonies. I was
certain that much energy would kill
him. Your survival proved my theory
Ryan turns to his son. Danny is still trying.
You held a beautiful ceremony for
one of my failed offspring. But
now, you can bury your son right
next to him. It’ll be a family
Not again...please...not again.
We are at a stalemate, Ryan. It is
over. You just have to pretend Alex
was dead all along.
I’ve lost everything, again.
And? In 30 years, you will be dead.
Your lifetime is nothing. It is an
insignificant moment. The past is
always forgotten. In 100 years, no
one will even know that you
Ryan turns to Alex, turns back to Lazarus.
Ryan stands up.
My past, what has happened, doesn’t
matter. But the future always means
something. We can change anything
between this moment, and the moment
Ryan walks over Alex and places both hands on his chest. He
looks at Garret and Danny.
Thank you, for never giving up on
Ryan looks down at Alex. He closes his eyes, and a quick
aura flows through Ryan into Alex. Ryan falls stiff, Alex
inhales deeply. Garret and Danny run over to Ryan. They
check his pulse.
Ryan...wake up...c’mon. Get up.
Ryan’s body is lifeless.
Danny...can you try...
Danny tries CPR again. Tears come down Garret and Danny’s
Aaron. We’re done here.
That’s not your kid, you son of a
Watch your mouth old man.
Do you remember dying? Do you
remember dying a few minutes ago?
I told you to stop talking.
Alex punches Garret. Garret falls to the ground.
How do you think you’re alive right
now? And why do you think he’s
dead? You had the same gift, kid.
You saw that, right? That’s not a
coincidence. Think about it, I beg
you. (standing up) Ryan Carver was
your father. I was there the day
you were born! You have a birthmark
on your shoulder. Your name isn’t
Aaron. Ryan and your mother named
you Alex. And the last thing your
father did, was sacrifice his life
Alex looks down at Ryan. Garret reaches for his wallet.
Lazarus starts to make his way towards Garret and Danny.
Danny gives up on CPR. Lazarus comes over to Garret, throws
a punch, but Alex blocks it.
Garret shows Alex a picture of Ryan holding Alex on the day
Ryan brought him home from the hospital.
That is this man, holding you as a
child. You were kidnapped days
after your birth. Danny, do you
have the clipping?
Danny pulls a newspaper clipping from his pocket.
That is you. Alex, think about it.
Alex turns to Lazarus.
Isn’t it obvious? My real son
would’ve beaten a 37-year-old
You kept me for 17 years. You
taught me all your bullshit...
Listen to me closely. I am
uninterested in doing this with
you. I know not to feed you energy.
And my skill set is much more
seasoned than yours. I know that
suffocation will end your life, and
yet you cannot kill me. Do not
consider this retreat, consider it
Lazarus turns to walk away.
I can kill you.
Alex is staring Lazarus down, his fists clenched. Slowly,
and noticeably, an aura is building around him. It gradually
gets larger. All on its own.
Lazarus stops walking, he turns to see Alex growing stronger
with no one touching him.
Alex yells. He points his hands forward at Lazarus, and at
once, all the energy hits him, and visibly shreds him apart.
Alex, falls to his knees, exhausted.
All that is left of Lazarus is dust, and the wind blows it
Are you OK? How...did you do that?
I don’t know. I’ve never done that
before. It just...I felt it.
Alex looks at his father. Kneels down by his body. Sobs.
Alex, I’m Garret Adler, I was a
friend of your father’s. Ryan was a
great man, with a rough life. But
when he thought you were killed,
that’s when he stopped caring. He
loved you very much.
I don’t know what to think right
I don’t know where to start. What I
do know is that when you’re ready,
Danny and I will be here. We’ll
explain everything, and we’ll look
after you, if you’d like.
I need some time. I need to be
alone for awhile.
Danny hands Alex a business card.
You can reach us here when you’re
ready. We’ll be waiting.
Hope to see you soon, Alex.
Alex turns and walks away. Garret and Danny watch him leave.
They look at Ryan, teary eyed.
We’ll miss you, buddy.
Garret and Danny lift Ryan’s body, and walk towards the
INT. STUDIO APARTMENT - DAY
The television is tuned into the news. A reporter on screen:
The recovery effort is still
underway in the city of Chicago,
where the worst attack in history
INT. AIRPORT - DAY
The voice over on the news continues. A disguised Jason is
walking through an airport terminal.
Police suddenly rush up to him, guns out. Jason raises his
arms in surrender.
...The Department of Homeland
Security has classified any
accounts of the battle that took
place on the south side of the
city, in which the group that was
responsible for the attack was
killed by the Armed Forces.
EXT. GRACELAND CEMETERY - DAY
The voice over continues.
Garret, Danny and Alex visit Ryan at the cemetery. Tears
come down all their faces. Alex puts a note on Ryan’s grave.
9 months after the incident, the
intentions of the attack remain
foggy, but the results are clear.
The nations of this world have only
solidified their peaceful
relations, as they face a common
enemy, and grieve in mutual
The note reads, "Thank you."
INT. STUDIO APARTMENT - DAY
The news report wraps up. A woman moans in pain. We hear a
glass drop. The television shuts off. The silhouette of a
very pregnant Edonia walks past the television. We hear the