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									  Inertia
     By
Rafael Gomez




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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
pass him.
                    SAMOS
               (in Sumerian)
          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
front entryway.

A moment passes and figures appear in the entryway.
                    SAMOS
               (in Sumerian)
          I mean it, Lazarus. My work is
          dangerous...
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.




                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                                2.

                        SAMOS
             Have you no regard for how I feed
             my family?

Samos turns to see what has attracted Elias’ attention.
                       SAMOS
             Lazarus, go! Run!

                       ELIAS
             Don’t run boys. Come here.
                  (draws dagger)
             If you leave, he dies.
Lazarus and Arnon approach the men. When they are at arms’
length, the thieves grab the children.
                       ELIAS
             You owe me daggers, blacksmith.
                       SAMOS
             You owe me payment, thief.
                       ELIAS
             Perhaps I pay you in the blood of
             your children. Or perhaps I
             pleasure your wife in front of you.

                       SAMOS
             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.

                       ELIAS
             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.
                       SAMOS
             Please, they are children!

                       ELIAS
             We have a winner.
Elias nods to his comrade, who slits Arnon’s
throat. Lazarus sobs.

                       SAMOS
             He was just a child! Marduk, help
             me! Marduk! Help my son!


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                                   3.


                       ELIAS
             Marduk does not hear you,
             blacksmith. Nor will he hear the
             blood spilling from your son. My
             weapons?

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.

                                                 FLASH-FORWARD TO:

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.
                       OLD MAN
                  (in French)
             Sir, could you please tell me the
             time...oh, I thought you had a
             watch. Sorry.
Lazarus says nothing. He doesn’t acknowledge him. He might
as well be sitting alone.
                       OLD MAN
             This weather is heavenly, isn’t it?
             One of those days you’re just glad
             you were alive to see it.

Lazarus says nothing.
                       OLD MAN
             My grand kids from the ’States are
             visiting us for the summer. They
             asked me and their grandma to "take
                       (MORE)
                                                       (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                               4.


                       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
             that’s like.
Lazarus finally turns to the old man, disgusted.

                       LAZARUS
                  (in French)
             Tell me, old man. At what moment
             did humanity begin?
                          OLD MAN
             Excuse me?
                       LAZARUS
             I asked you, at what precise
             instant did humanity start?

                       OLD MAN
                  (hesitant)
             Well, at least you’re talking, and
             that’s an easy one. It started the
             moment God gave life to Adam.

                          LAZARUS
             Wrong.
                          OLD MAN
             Wrong?

                          LAZARUS
             Yes.
                       OLD MAN
             I’m sorry, I must have
             misunderstood the question.
                       LAZARUS
             That is no reason to be sorry. It’s
             even less of a reason to say that
             you are.

                       OLD MAN
             What answer were you looking for?
                       LAZARUS
             One significantly less incorrect.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                               5.


                       OLD MAN
             I gave you my opinion.
Lazarus turns and faces the crowds.
                       LAZARUS
             Humanity began when the first man
             ever born murdered the second.
                       OLD MAN
             What do you mean?

                       LAZARUS
             Take it as literally as possible.
                       OLD MAN
             You mean...Cain and Abel?

                       LAZARUS
             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
             for.
                       OLD MAN
             No, that’s a pretty bad way to
             start. I never really thought about
             it that way.
                       LAZARUS
             Of course you haven’t.

                        OLD MAN
             If I’ve angered you in some way,
             I’m sorry.
                       LAZARUS
             Again. No...you aren’t. Not yet.
Lazarus stands up to leave.
                          LAZARUS
             It’s 9:37.

                       OLD MAN
             But...how do you know without a
             watch?




                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             6.


                       LAZARUS
             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.

                       RYAN
             Shit...
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.
                       GARRET
             Good morning to you too.


                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                               7.


                       RYAN
             Haven’t decided if it’s a good
             morning yet.
                       GARRET
             When will you know?
                       RYAN
             I’ll get back to you. I woke up, so
             it’s not looking good.

                          GARRET
             You ready?
                       RYAN
             You’re old, Garret, but your vision
             ain’t that bad yet.

                       GARRET
             I’m getting you a louder alarm
             clock for your birthday this year.
                       RYAN
             I told you to forget my birthday.
                       GARRET
             And yet I haven’t. My memory isn’t
             so bad either.

Ryan walks back into his bedroom.
                       RYAN (O.S.)
             Not everyone jumps out of bed to
             get a good seat at Denny’s.

                       GARRET
                  (noticing the floor)
             I don’t even go to Denny’s. That’s
             just a stereotype.

                       RYAN (O.S.)
             C’mon Garret. We both know you
             ordered a Grand Slam. I can smell
             it on your breath.
                       GARRET
             Yeah? I smell something on your
             breath too. How did the first glass
             taste today?
Ryan walks out of the room wearing a t-shirt and Converse
All-Stars.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             8.


                       RYAN
             I don’t drink Wild Turkey for the
             taste.
                       GARRET
             Look, Ryan, we don’t have to go.
             It’s just a silly traditio-
                          RYAN
             It’s fine.

                       GARRET
             Really. We can skip it this year.
                       RYAN
             Danny coming?

                       GARRET
             He’s running late. Said he’d meet
             us there.
                       RYAN
             Did you give him a punctuality
             lecture too?
                          GARRET
             I will.
                          RYAN
             Good.
                       GARRET
             Now you ready?

                       RYAN
             I need to stop by SANJAY’S first.
Garret sighs.


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.
                                                       9.


INT. SANJAY’S FOOD AND LIQUOR - DAY
News radio is heard off screen as Ryan scans the cold beer,
holding four single roses.
                    REPORTER(V.O.)
          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
          covering...

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.
                    SANJAY
          Mr. Carver! How are you today?

                    RYAN
          Swell.
Sanjay notices the roses, glances at a calendar.

                    SANJAY
          It’s free today, special sale.
                    RYAN
          I don’t need your sympathy, Sanj.

                    SANJAY
          Perhaps not. But you are in
          desperate need of a break, my
          friend.

                    RYAN
               (nods)
          Thanks.
                    SANJAY
          You’re welcome. See you tomorrow.
                                                      10.


INT. GARRET ADLER’S VEHICLE
Ryan sips on his malt liquor as Garret drives. Garret makes
small glances at Ryan.
                    GARRET
          I have to bring it up again. Have
          you tried talking to God, Ryan? I
          really do think He can help with
          the pain.

                    RYAN
          I got something for the pain. Tell
          him I said "thanks anyway."
                    GARRET
          Your pain-killer makes you a
          dangerous man in your line of work.
                    RYAN
          I’m a cab driver, Garret. I
          wouldn’t be doing my job if I
          wasn’t dangerous.

                    GARRET
          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
          that.
                    RYAN
          Yeah.
Ryan takes one more swallow and puts the drink in the glove
compartment.

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
hands.
                    DANNY
          Hey.


                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                            11.


                       GARRET
             Been waiting long?
                       DANNY
             No, no. Just got here. Ryan, it’s
             good to see you.

                       RYAN
             Glad you could make it, Danny.
                       DANNY
             You know I hate to see you under
             these circumstances.
                       RYAN
             Yeah, but if it weren’t for these
             circumstances, we wouldn’t be
             friends.
                       DANNY
             Yeah well, sometimes, I wish we
             weren’t friends.

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
Garret.
                       DANNY
             How’s he doing, Garret?
                       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.
                       DANNY
             Can’t believe it’s been 32 years
             since Hayden died. My God.

                       GARRET
             Anything new with the
             investigation?




                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              12.


                       DANNY
             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.

                       GARRET
             No news since they found Alex?
                       DANNY
             Nothing’s changed. I mean, it’s
             Chicago. The homicide pile gets
             bigger every fucking day.
                       GARRET
             Sounds like you’re liking
             retirement.

                       DANNY
             You kiddin’ me? I’m bored outta my
             damn mind. You still subbing?
                       GARRET
             When I can.
Ryan wipes a tear from his eye. Danny notices.
                       DANNY
                  (to Ryan)
             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.

                       RYAN
             You’re right. It hasn’t made
             anything easier. So don’t be.
                       GARRET
             Don’t be what?
                       RYAN
             Sorry.
                       GARRET
             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.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                               13.


                       RYAN
             Give me the keys.
                       GARRET
             You’re ready to go already?

                       RYAN
             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.
                       GARRET
             When are you going to stop blaming
             yourself?

                       RYAN
                  (to himself)
             When I find someone else to blame.
Garret looks back. The notes on the graves read, "I’m
sorry."


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.

                       GARRET
             What would they think, Ryan? Seeing
             you like this?
                       RYAN
             Their opinions aren’t really valid
             anymore.
                       GARRET
             Your family would want you to take
             care of yourself and live a happy
             life.
                       RYAN
             Did you give the same lecture to my
             pops?

                       GARRET
             Yes.
                       RYAN
             How’d that go?


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              14.

                       GARRET
             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?
                       RYAN
             You’re not too good at picking
             friends.
                       GARRET
             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.

                       GARRET
             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
             fine.
                       RYAN
             I once swore something too.
             Remember that?
                          GARRET
             Yes.

                       RYAN
             Swearing doesn’t mean a god damn
             thing.
                       GARRET
             So you just don’t care anymore?

                          RYAN
             Would you?
                       GARRET
             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.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                               15.


                       RYAN
             I ain’t the Peace Corps type,
             Garret.
                       GARRET
             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.
                       RYAN
             Wouldn’t have to work if they just
             made it free.
                       GARRET
             Why do you even wake up anymore?

                       RYAN
             Gotta buy these too.
Ryan lights another cigarette.
                        GARRET
             What about Alex? What would he say
             if he saw his father like this?
Ryan ignores the question and turns on the radio.
                       REPORTER (V.O.)
             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.

                       GARRET
             My God.
                       RYAN
             Yeah.



                                                    (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                                16.


                        GARRET
             53 people...and the history, just
             gone. The legacies of those
             artists, destroyed. All that
             culture...

                       RYAN
             It’s just paint.
Garret looks at Ryan with a slight smirk. They arrive at
Ryan’s taxi garage.

                       GARRET
             You need a ride home?
                       RYAN
             No, I’ll take the El.

                       GARRET
             You know I only give you a hard
             time because I love you, right?
Ryan nods.

                       RYAN
             Garret, listen, you take it easy,
             alright?
Garret gives him a suspicious look.

                       GARRET
             Yeah. You too.
Ryan exits the car. Garret notices a construction site a few
blocks ahead. He remembers.

                                                   FLASHBACK TO:

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.
                       WORKER 1
             It’s god damn mediocrity. That’s
             exactly what it is. This whole city
             knows that.
                       WORKER 2
             Get off his ass, Hank. You think
             you’d do better? I mean, it’s the
                       (MORE)
                                                    (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                         17.


                       WORKER 2 (cont’d)
             guy’s first head coaching job, for
             Christ’s sake.
                       HAYDEN
             I haven’t done shit for Christ, and
             I ain’t gonna start today.
                       WORKER 2
             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.
                       HAYDEN
             Why don’t you girls just keep
             chattin’? I’ll finish.

                       WORKER 1
             It ain’t like you got something to
             do tonight, Hayden. What’s the
             rush?

                       HAYDEN
             Of course your wife wouldn’t
             mention our date to you this
             morning.
                       WORKER 1
             Yeah right. We haven’t seen you
             with a chick since we were working
             the Sears Tower.
                       HAYDEN
             That’s ’cause, when I’m with them,
             it ain’t in a place anyone should
             be lookin’.
                       WORKER 2
             He’s probably just hanging with his
             white-collar teacher friend. Eat
             escargot and shit like that. Am I
             right?
                       HAYDEN
             Something like that.
                                                      18.


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
the lecture.


INT. CLASSROOM - DAY
A younger Garret Adler is speaking to a freshman class.

                    GARRET
          And now a show of hands for those
          who disagree with Truman’s
          decision.
Half of the students raise their arms.

                    GARRET
          Interesting. OK, Marcel, explain
          why you agreed?
                    MARCEL
          ’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.
                     GARRET
          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
          oppose it?
                    MOLLY
          Killing more people to save some
          others, doesn’t make sense to me.

                    GARRET
          The ends do not justify the means,
          is that what you’re saying, Molly?
                    MOLLY
          I guess so, Mr. Adler.

The school bell rings.
                    GARRET
          Good discussion, everyone. Enjoy
          your homework-free weekend.


                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              19.


The classroom empties. Hayden waits for the room to clear
before walking in.
                       GARRET
             Aren’t you off a little early?

                       HAYDEN
             Finished a little early today.
             Wanted to learn something.
                       GARRET
             Well, you could’ve been standing in
             front of a chalk board yourself, if
             only that pesky letter would’ve
             never sent you abroad...
                       HAYDEN
             Luckily a bullet sent me right
             back.
                       GARRET
             And you’ve been whining about it
             since.

                       HAYDEN
             Did you decide what movie you
             wanted to see?
Garret makes a nervous face.

                       HAYDEN
             You gotta be kidding me.
                       GARRET
             Now don’t be mad.

                       HAYDEN
             Goddammit, Garret. It’s the lady
             friend, ain’t it? She’s got a good
             grip on your man parts.

                       GARRET
             I won’t deny it. But our plans
             involve you. Have you ever visited
             the Art Institute?

                       HAYDEN
             You’re pulling a....hold on, who’s
             that guy in history that betrayed
             some people...or something...




                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              20.


                       GARRET
             Benedict Arnold.
                       HAYDEN
             Yeah, you’re pulling a Benedict
             Arnold, just to take JENNIFER...

                       GARRET
             ...and you...
                       HAYDEN
             To stand there and look at some
             overrated paint?
                       GARRET
             She means a lot to me, Hayden. As
             do you. Please, let me enjoy the
             evening with my girl and my best
             friend.
                       HAYDEN
             Fine. But I ain’t wearin’ nothin’
             fancy. And you’re paying my way in.

                       GARRET
             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
             say no.
                       HAYDEN
             I ain’t having kids. You’ll have to
             find another way to pay me back.

                       GARRET
             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.

                       HAYDEN
             Maybe, but I bet you won’t say that
             in a public place.
                       GARRET
             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?



                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              21.


                       HAYDEN
             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.

                       HAYDEN
             Sorry I’m late. I found the one cab
             driver in Chicago that actually
             stops for pedestrians.
                       GARRET
             It’s okay. Jennifer, this is
             Hayden. Hayden, meet Jennifer.
                       HAYDEN
                  (extending hand)
             Nice to meet you.

                       JENNIFER
                  (shaking hand)
             I’m happy to finally meet the
             infamous Hayden Carver. Learned a
             lot about you in the last few
             weeks.
                       HAYDEN
             Not sure what he could’ve told you.
             This guy barely knows me at all.

                       GARRET
             You’re right. What can you possibly
             learn about someone in twenty
             years?

                       JENNIFER
             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...

                        HAYDEN
             Well damn. The way he yaks on,
             you’d think we were best friends or
             something.



                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              22.


                       GARRET
             Don’t flatter yourself. I only hang
             out with you so no one else has
             to.

                       HAYDEN
             So, Jennifer, what do you do?
                       JENNIFER
             I’m an architect. Got a job offer
             here, and there isn’t a better city
             in the world to practice my craft.
                       HAYDEN
             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
             culture?
                       JENNIFER
             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?
                       HAYDEN
             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.
                       JENNIFER
             A fan of realism? Not sure this is
             the museum for that, but perhaps we
             can find an impressionist that
             catches your eye.
                       HAYDEN
             Well, the real reason I’m here is
             ’cause Garret told me there would
             be a gathering of young,
             intelligent women.
                       GARRET
             I did not. But he expects that
             everywhere we go. Always chasing
             skirts.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                               23.


                       JENNIFER
             Well, it’s not a gathering, but we
             certainly noticed her when we
             arrived.

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
cut-off...
                       ANA
             I love Carracci.

                        HAYDEN
             ..uh..yeah...
                   (clears throat)
             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
             best.
Ana glances at Hayden with a smirk. Hayden doesn’t notice.

                       ANA
             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
             it off.
Ana laughs reminiscently. Hayden reads the plaque next to
the painting. It reads 1500’s.

                       ANA
             Why did you not speak to me
             initially? Why did you hesitate?
             Isn’t that why you walked across
             the room?

                       HAYDEN
             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
                       (MORE)
                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              24.

                       HAYDEN (cont’d)
             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
             right.
                       ANA
             And now that you have that moment?

                       HAYDEN
             I hope to keep earning more.
Ana smiles.

                       HAYDEN
             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?

                       ANA
             I would like that.
Hayden extends his hand.
                       HAYDEN
             I’m Hayden.
                       ANA
             Ana.


INT. HOSPITAL - DAY
Garret and Hayden are walking with Ana as the DOCTOR wheels
her to the delivery room.

                       HAYDEN
             Just breathe honey, it’s going to
             be fine.
                       ANA
             I know. Before I go in there, I
             just wanted to say that I love you
             very, very much.
                       HAYDEN
             I love you too.

                       DOCTOR
                  (to Hayden)
             Are you the husband?


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                            25.


                       HAYDEN
             Yes.
                       ANA
             I waited...a long time....to find
             you, Hayden. A very long time.

                       HAYDEN
             Is everything okay?
                       ANA
             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.
                       ANA
             I know what I want to name him now.
                       HAYDEN
             What?
                       ANA
             Ryan.
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.

                                                    BACK TO:
                                                       26.

INT. GARRET ADLER’S VEHICLE - DAY (2016)
Garret looks back at Ryan as he enters the garage. Drives
off.


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.
                    SIRUS
          That shit was mad weak today. We
          didn’t kill nobody. 53 people?
          Shit, I could do that right now. By
          my damn self.
                    VICENTE
               (in Spanish)
          What did he say?

                    LAZARUS
               (in Spanish)
          He said we didn’t do enough this
          morning.

                    SIRUS
          Tell Vicente to learn some English
          already. He been here long enough.
                    AARON
          I’d tell you to learn Spanish, but
          you’d have to learn to read first.
                    SIRUS
          Aaron, you need to shut the fuck
          up. Wasn’t nobody talkin’ to you.

                     LAZARUS
          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
          you again.
                    SIRUS
          What speaks louder than dead
          bodies?


                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              27.

                       LAZARUS
             I’ll speak for us.

                       SIRUS
             You speak for us, huh? Then why
             don’t you shake this muthafucka’
             down, Lazarus?
                       LAZARUS
             Limit the use of my name, Sirus.
Sirus says nothing.
                       LAZARUS
             Sirus, are we clear?

                       SIRUS
             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.

                       ALAN
             What the fuck? HELP!
                       SIRUS
             Shut that shit up ’fore I yank your
             god damn jaw off.
                       LAZARUS
             Hello, Alan. How are you this
             evening?

                       ALAN
             How do you know my name? I don’t
             have any money...I only carry
             credit cards.

                       LAZARUS
             This is not a robbery. However, you
             owe me a favor.
                       ALAN
             I’ve never seen you, any of you
             man, I swear. I got kids, OK? A
             four year old and a...
                       LAZARUS
             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
             mutually beneficial.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              28.


                       ALAN
             Okay. I’m listening.
                       LAZARUS
             How did you get this coveted
             position at the Department of
             Health and Human Services?
                       ALAN
             My boss, Jeff, he died. So they
             promoted me.

                       LAZARUS
             Tragic. How did he pass?
                       ALAN
             They said he was...umm..or they
             think...he was hit by a truck. They
             weren’t sure.
                       LAZARUS
             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.
                       SIRUS
             You might have an accident on the
             way home. Feel me?

                       ALAN
             What list? I swear I will get it
             for you.

Lazarus hands a piece of paper to Alan. He reads it.
                       ALAN
             This...will be a very small list.
             Maybe, a couple names a year.
             There’s less than a 1% chance of
             this occurring.
                       LAZARUS
             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.
                       (MORE)
                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                               29.


                       LAZARUS (cont’d)
             Names or no names. Just provide it
             with consistency and we will be on
             good accord.

                       ALAN
             You’re going to pay me?
                       LAZARUS
             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.
                       RYAN
             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.
                       CUSTOMER
             444 North Michigan. Right across
             from the Tribune Buil..
                       RYAN
             You don’t think I know where that
             is?

                       CUSTOMER
             Yeah, just, wanted to, whatever.
             Would you mind putting that
             cigarette out?

                       RYAN
             I would mind. I’d mind a whole lot.
                       CUSTOMER
             Just what the city needs. Another
             shitty cab driver.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              30.

                       RYAN
             No, I’m a good cab driver. I’m just
             a shitty person. What do you do for
             a living, Mr. Judgmental?
                       CUSTOMER
             I’m in marketing.
                       RYAN
             Yeah, and they ain’t exactly
             writing folk songs about that.
                       CUSTOMER
             At least my job isn’t threatening
             the lives of others.

                       RYAN
             I only smoke in the car.
                       CUSTOMER
             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
Turkey.
                       CUSTOMER
             And now you’re drinking. Just gonna
             jot this number down back here. No
             big deal.
                       RYAN
             Do it. Call it in. It’s my last
             night anyway.
                       CUSTOMER
             Oh? Decided to go to community
             college?

                       RYAN
             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 do?
                       CUSTOMER
             You wanna get your ass kicked
             tonight?

                       RYAN
             There is one thing I know, and it’s
             that I will never get my ass kicked
             by someone in marketing.

                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              31.


                       CUSTOMER
             You know what, asshole? Let me out
             here.
                       RYAN
             Stop being a little girl. You want
             a drink?
                       CUSTOMER
             No.

                       RYAN
             Oh, quit being a bitch. Here, it’ll
             make ya feel better.
Ryan pours the customer a glass. Passes it back.

                       CUSTOMER
             You keep more than one glass in
             here?
                        RYAN
             Drinking by yourself makes you an
             alcoholic.
                       CUSTOMER
             I think you qualify.
                       RYAN
             Why are you going to the office so
             late?
                        CUSTOMER
             Just got some work to do. Plus, I
             need to get away from home
             sometimes.
                       RYAN
             9 hours a day ain’t enough?

                       CUSTOMER
             A man could go crazy at home. Gotta
             get away from the wife and kids
             sometimes, you know what I mean?
                       RYAN
             No.
                       CUSTOMER
             Well, the girlfriend then.




                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              32.


                          RYAN
             No.
                       CUSTOMER
             Then who are they in those
             pictures?

A picture of Allison and a separate picture of Ryan holding
Alex as an infant is in the dashboard.
                       RYAN
             They aren’t here anymore.
Customer looks down at his glass.
                          CUSTOMER
             I’m sorry.

                       RYAN
             Don’t. Seriously.
                       CUSTOMER
             Then at least for being an ass to
             you.
                       RYAN
             It ain’t fun being an ass by
             yourself.

                       CUSTOMER
             What happened?
                          RYAN
             Bad cards.

                       CUSTOMER
             That’s it? You attribute your
             losses to a bad hand?
                       RYAN
             And a shitty dealer.
                       CUSTOMER
             I don’t know what else to say,
             besides I’m sorry.

                       RYAN
             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.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              33.


                       CUSTOMER
             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.
                       RYAN
             I don’t bother thinking about it
             too much.

                       CUSTOMER
             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
             you?
                       RYAN
             They ain’t bothering me.
                       CUSTOMER
             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.
                       RYAN
             I told you, it’s my last night.

                       CUSTOMER
             For an asshole, you have your
             moments. Maybe one day you’ll give
             a shit about something.

                       RYAN
             I don’t think you realize how
             unlikely that is.
                       CUSTOMER
             Thanks.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                                34.


                       RYAN
             You want to give me something? Go
             spend time with your family. Get
             out of that office every chance you
             get.

The customer nods and walks away.
Ryan looks at the pictures in his dashboard:
                                                   FLASHBACK TO:


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.
                       PROFESSOR
             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
             invulnerability.
                       STUDENT
                  (Yells out)
             His mother dipped him in the river
             Styx, but was holding his ankle.

                       PROFESSOR
             Correct, to the gentleman with no
             manners. A hand next time,
             please...

                       STUDENT
             Eric.
                       PROFESSOR
             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
             parents.
ALLISON raises her hand.


                                                    (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              35.

                       PROFESSOR
             Yes, Allison.

                       ALLISON
             Thetis was his mother, and I think
             it’s Pa-y-lee-us?
                       PROFESSOR
             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.

                       STUDENT 2
             When are you gonna talk to her?
                       RYAN
             It ain’t right yet.

                       STUDENT 2
             You can’t just wait around for shit
             to be right, man. Go make it
             happen.

                       RYAN
             Talking to girls ain’t as easy as
             talking to guys.
                       STUDENT 2
             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.

                       RYAN
             Allison, hey.
Allison turns around.

                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              36.


                       ALLISON
             Ryan, right?
                       RYAN
             Yeah, how did you know my name?

                       ALLISON
             Uhh, Professor Kelly, said it, when
             he called on you one day.
                       RYAN
             I don’t think he has calle...
Allison looks nervous. Quickly cuts him off.
                       ALLISON
             Hey, did I drop that?

Ryan looks down at it to remember what it was.
                       RYAN
             Yeah, yes. You dropped this...which
             is why...I wanted to return it to
             you.
                       ALLISON
             Hercules at the Crossroads.
                          RYAN
             I’m sorry?
                       ALLISON
             The name of the piece. I’m sure it
             will come up in class, so I thought
             you should know the name.

                       RYAN
             Oh, right. Now I’ll get at least
             one answer right on the test. You
             seem to know this stuff.

                       ALLISON
             I’m an art history major. I have
             to. What are you studying?
                       RYAN
             I’ll get back to you on that. I’m
             only taking this class for a
             humanities credit.
                       ALLISON
             My parents wouldn’t let me start
             college without knowing my major.
                       (MORE)
                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             37.


                       ALLISON (cont’d)
             My father’s a big "choose your
             path" kind of guy.
                       RYAN
             I don’t have that problem...
                       ALLISON
             Must be nice.
                       RYAN
             Yeah, both of my parents are dead.
                       ALLISON
             Oh, oh my God. Oh my God, I’m so
             sorry.

                       RYAN
             Ahh, it’s OK. How would you know?
                       ALLISON
             I feel terrible. I’m sorry. I hate
             that I brought up parents.

                       RYAN
             Don’t. Seriously. It’s cool.
                       ALLISON
             I have to make it up to you.

                       RYAN
             No you don’t. But, I’m starving,
             and you should split a deep-dish
             with me.

                       ALLISON
             Yeah?
                       RYAN
             Yeah.


INT. PIZZERIA UNO - DAY
Allison and Ryan sit in a booth eating pizza.

                       RYAN
             I just thought of something.
                       ALLISON
             What?



                                                  (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              38.


                       RYAN
             Professor Kelly doesn’t know
             anyone’s name.
                       ALLISON
             He knows mine.
                       RYAN
             True, but that’s from putting "A’s"
             on all your assignments. Which
             makes me wonder, how did you say
             you knew my name?
                       ALLISON
             OK, you caught me. I asked the guy
             that sits next to you.

                       RYAN
             I figured as much. Why did you want
             to know?
                       ALLISON
             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.
                       RYAN
             Garret says that a lot.

                       ALLISON
             Garret? Is he in our class?
                       RYAN
             No, no. He’s my...50-year-old best
             friend.
                        ALLISON
             Oh, interesting. Do you guys wait
             outside of the mall before it opens
             and stuff?
                        RYAN
                  (laughs)
             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
             feels bad.



                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                            39.


                       ALLISON
             Do you hang around with anyone at
             UIC?
                       RYAN
             Not really. Garret and Danny are
             pretty much my boys.
                       ALLISON
             Danny?

                       RYAN
             Yeah, he’s an old guy too. We met
             the day my dad died.
                       ALLISON
             Oh, dammit. I’m sorry. It keeps
             going back there. You don’t need to
             be reminded of it anymore.
                       RYAN
             There ain’t much you can do about
             that.

                       ALLISON
             You carry yourself well, for all
             the tragedy.
                       RYAN
             Gotta choose your own path, right?
                       ALLISON
             You’ve had a lot of detours. Must
             be enraging.

                       RYAN
             How mad can I really be? I’m
             sitting here, looking at you.
Allison smiles.

                       RYAN
             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
them.
                                                      40.

INT. HOSPITAL - NIGHT
Allison is being wheeled to the delivery room. Garret, Ryan,
and a doctor are with her.
                    DOCTOR
          Are you the husband?
                    RYAN
          No, but I’m the father.
                    DOCTOR
          I’m going to need you to wait
          outside.

                      RYAN
          Bullshit.
                    GARRET
          Ryan, stay here.

                    ALLISON
          It’ll be OK, babe. I’ll see you
          soon.
                    RYAN
          OK. OK. You take care of her, Doc.
          You take care of my son.
                    ALLISON
          I love you.

                    RYAN
          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
nearby chairs.

                    RYAN
          Thanks for giving us a ride.
                    GARRET
          Of course. How are you doing?

                    RYAN
          Good. I’m excited. Nervous, but
          excited. I’m just really happy, you
          know?

                     GARRET
          I know you are. Twenty one years, I
          cannot recall a larger smile on
          that face.

                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              41.

                       RYAN
             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
             finger.

Ryan looks around.
                       RYAN
             Heh.
                       GARRET
             What?
                       RYAN
             Last time I was here...
                       GARRET
             Don’t go there. I don’t want to
             hear it.
                       RYAN
             I know. It’s just, weird. This is
             the closest I’ve ever been to my
             mom. You were here the night she
             died, right?
                       GARRET
             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?
                       RYAN
             Because this time, I’m not going to
             let you change the subject.
                       GARRET
             Look, your father took it hard.
             Like anyone who’s ever watched
             their love die inches from them.
                       RYAN
             So I should forgive him?
                       GARRET
             No. I’m not telling you what to do,
             Ryan. I’ve never done so. But
             understanding is greatly different
             than forgiveness.

                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                            42.


                       RYAN
             I don’t want to be like him.
                       GARRET
             Ryan...

                       RYAN
             I won’t. I won’t be that man.
                       GARRET
             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.
                       DOCTOR
             You have a son.

Ryan hugs Garret. Garret keeps his focus on the doctor.
                       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.
                       RYAN
             Is this a joke?

                       DOCTOR
             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.
                       RYAN
             IT’S NOT FAIR!!

                       GARRET
             I know Ryan, it isn’t.
                       RYAN
             WHAT THE FUCK DID I DO? WHAT DID
             SHE DO?
                                                      43.


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.

                    RYAN
          You see his shoulder?
                    GARRET
          Yeah.

                    RYAN
          Pretty cool lookin’.
                    GARRET
          Yeah.

                    RYAN
          We decided on Alex.
                    GARRET
          That’s a good name.

                    RYAN
          Alex Carver. It works.
They continue to admire the child.

                    RYAN
          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
          is.
                    GARRET
          Yes, I would imagine so.
                    RYAN
          He’s as innocent as it comes.
                    GARRET
          It’s pretty amazing, isn’t it?
                    RYAN
          Do you remember what I was saying?




                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                            44.


                          GARRET
             Yes, I do.
                       RYAN
             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.

                       GARRET
             You’re gonna be a great father.
                          RYAN
             I will.

                       GARRET
             You’re never gonna be alone. You
             have me and Jennifer. Danny. We’re
             with you buddy.
                          RYAN
             I know.

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
lullaby.

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...
                                                      45.

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
towards Sirus.

                    RYAN
          STOP!! DON’T TOUCH THAT DOOR!
Sirus enters...


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.
                    RYAN
          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
          No....No...You can’t....I
          promised...I’m sorry...
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.

                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              46.


                       TATE
             Ryan, I’m detective William Tate,
             and I’m going to get your son back.
Ryan says nothing.

                       TATE
             Can you tell me, in detail, exactly
             what happened?
Ryan says nothing.

                       TATE
             Ryan, I need you to...
                       RYAN
             Read the goddamn report. I ain’t
             explaining it again.
Danny walks over.
                       DANNY
             Ryan, it’s just procedure. We need
             you to tell Detective Tate what
             happened.
                       RYAN
             Well hey, Danny. Another crime at
             the Carver house, huh?

                       DANNY
             I’m here as your friend. This isn’t
             my case.
                       TATE
             Ryan, please, tell me what happened
             here.
Ryan pours another glass. Ryan holds up the bottle.

                       RYAN
             Anyone?
No one takes him up on the offer.
                       RYAN
             More for me.
                       TATE
             Ryan...




                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              47.


                       RYAN
             I put Alex to bed, and when I went
             to sleep, this large fucker...
                       TATE
             Describe him.
                       RYAN
             Big black guy. Really fucking big.
             That’s all I can tell ya. I didn’t
             care what he looked like. I just
             started swinging.
                       TATE
             Did he say anything to you?
                       RYAN
             No.
                       TATE
             Was anything stolen?
                       RYAN
             Other than my child?
                       TATE
             Yes.
                       RYAN
             Other than my son?
                       TATE
             Yes...
                       RYAN
             You really think I took an
             inventory? I don’t give a fuck if
             he snatched anything else.
                       TATE
             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?

                       RYAN
             I’d remember meeting a guy like
             that. Never seen ’im before.




                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              48.


                       TATE
             Why would a man break into a man’s
             home and violently takes his child?
                       RYAN
             Who gives a shit?
                          TATE
             Excuse me?
                       RYAN
             Who gives a shit "why?" I don’t
             give a fuck why he did it. That
             motherfucker has my boy.
                       TATE
             We just need to know...

                       RYAN
             Until you stop wasting time in my
             living room and start sending the
             dogs after this son of a bitch,
             fuck you.

                       DANNY
             Ryan, we need all the information
             we can get.
                       RYAN
             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.

                        TATE
                   (pointing)
             He slammed your head through that
             wall?

                       RYAN
             I told you, he was a big dude.
                       TATE
             He found a stud.

                          RYAN
             What?
                       TATE
             The spot you went through, there
             was a stud there.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                               49.


                       RYAN
             So?
                       TATE
             Nothing. Just, impressive.

                       GARRET
             So what now, Detective?
                       TATE
             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.

                       DANNY
             Please keep us informed. And let me
             know if there’s anything I can do.
                       TATE
             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.
                                              FLASH-FORWARD TO:


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
right shoulder.
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.
                                                      50.


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.
                    RYAN
          A closed...casket. The casket was
          closed. Now, I killed everyone...
                    GARRET
          That’s not true in any way, Ryan.
          Did you want to stop by Sanjay’s?
                    RYAN
          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.
                    GARRET
          Ryan...

                    RYAN
          Sometimes...I wish I believed in
          God. Just so I’d have someone to
          blame.
                    DANNY
          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.

                    RYAN
          7 years, and not one arrest. I
          think my hopes will go in the grave
          with my son.

                    DANNY
          Of course. But we’ve said "I’m
          sorry" so many times, I don’t know
          how else to tell you that we care.
                    RYAN
          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.


                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                                51.


                       DANNY
             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.
                        RYAN
             The second time I ever saw my son,
             he was 7 years older, and under a
             sheet. Guess I’m just glad I saw
             him again.
The car arrives at Sanjay’s.
                       GARRET
             I’m buying. What do you want?

                       RYAN
             The cheapest shit they got.
                                                       BACK TO:


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
drives off.


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.

                                                   FLASHBACK TO:
                                                         52.

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.
                    GARRET
          You should see his moves, Hayden. I
          wouldn’t want to run into your boy
          in an alley. I’ll tell you that
          much.
Ryan smiles, walks to the couch.
                    HAYDEN
          Thanks, for taking him. You know..I
          just...couldn’t drive...you know.
          So. Good.
                    GARRET
          Hey, Hayden. Maybe you should take
          it easy on the drinking around him.
          It’s hard for him too.
                    HAYDEN
          I need you to mind your own
          business. He’s my son. Whether I
          like it or not.
                    GARRET
          See, he doesn’t need to hear that
          kind of stuff, Hayden. That’s a
          good kid you have there.
                    HAYDEN
          Look, I love you, man. For real.
          You’ve always been my guy. So, just
          take care of yourself, OK?

                    GARRET
          Yeah. You too. ’Bye, Ryan. I’ll see
          you guys this weekend.
                    RYAN
          Bye, Mr. Adler.
                    GARRET
          Bye, Hayden.
                     HAYDEN
          Goodbye.
Hayden closes the door. He turns to look at Ryan. Ryan
starts to walk towards his room.

                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              53.


                       HAYDEN
                  (sternly)
             Sit down.
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.
                       HAYDEN
             Well, Ryan. Do you like yourself?

Ryan says nothing.
                          HAYDEN
             Answer me!
                       RYAN
                  (sobbing)
             I don’t know.
                       HAYDEN
             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.
                          HAYDEN
             Take it.
                          RYAN
             Dad?
                       HAYDEN
             Take the gun, and point it at me.
                       RYAN
             I don’t want to, Dad.

                       HAYDEN
             Ryan, take the damn gun!
                          RYAN
             No.

                       HAYDEN
             You killed your mother. And now,
             you have to kill me.
                       RYAN
             Daddy, please. Stop.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              54.


                       HAYDEN
             Do it.
Ryan cries into his hands. Hayden grabs the gun from the
table.

                       HAYDEN
             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.
                       HAYDEN
             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.
                       DANNY
             Jesus! You left the kid in here!?
Danny walks over to Ryan.
                       DANNY
             Hey, Ryan. Let’s walk outside, OK?
             I’m going to sit with you while we
             wait for your grandma. Do you like
             candy bars?
Danny and Ryan walk outside the apartment building.


EXT. PARKING LOT - DAY
Danny and Ryan wait outside. Ryan is eating a chocolate bar.

                       DANNY
             You’re a brave young man, Ryan. You
             did the right thing calling 911.
Ryan takes glances back at the house.



                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              55.


                       RYAN
             Why did he do that? Why did my
             daddy do that?
                       DANNY
             I don’t know, Ryan. But your
             grandmother is gonna take good care
             of you. Which side of the family is
             she from?
                       RYAN
             My dad’s. I don’t know anyone from
             my mom’s family.
                       DANNY
             Do they live pretty far from here?

                       RYAN
             I don’t know. My dad said she
             didn’t really have nobody.
Danny looks at Ryan’s gi.

                       DANNY
             So you like Karate, huh?
                         RYAN
             Yeah.

                       DANNY
             What do you study?
                         RYAN
             Shotokan.

                       DANNY
             Shotokan. I bet you’re pretty good
             at it.
                         RYAN
             Yeah.
                       DANNY
             When’s your next tournament?
                         RYAN
             March.
                       DANNY
             Tell you what. I want to come watch
             you next time. Is that OK with you?



                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              56.


                       RYAN
             Yeah. I won the last time.
                       DANNY
             Wow! Good for you.

A moment passes.
                       DANNY
             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
             do?
Ryan shakes his head.

                       DANNY
             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
             promise.
                       RYAN
             Yeah.

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.
                                                     BACK TO:


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.

                       RYAN
             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.

                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                            57.


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
illuminated. Panic.

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
forward.

                       JASON
             Sirus.
                       SIRUS
             Jason.

                       JASON
             Who are your friends?
                       SIRUS
                  (Pointing to Aaron)
             Boss man’s son. Don’t worry about
             the other guy. He ain’t nobody.
             Don’t even speak English.
                       JASON
             Why are they here?

                       SIRUS
             In case shit goes down. We ain’t
             retarded.
                       JASON
                  (lauging)
             And they’re going to protect you?
                       SIRUS
             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.
                       JASON
             Who’s the client?


                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              58.


                       SIRUS
             His name is Lazarus.
                       VICENTE
                  (in Spanish)
             He told you not to say his name.

                       JASON
             He really shouldn’t talk. And I
             thought you said he doesn’t
             understand English.

                       SIRUS
             He doesn’t. I don’t know what the
             fuck he said.
                       MINYAN1
             He told you not to say his name.
                       SIRUS
             Thanks, dickhead.
                       JASON
             Lazarus? Sounds familiar. How do I
             know your man can pay?
                       SIRUS
             He can.

                       JASON
             How can he afford our rate?
                       SIRUS
             He’s into ancient antiques,
             artwork, shit like that. Valuable
             shit.
                       JASON
                  (laughs)
             Antiques? What, is this guy on that
             TV show or something? That
             traveling bullshit?
                       SIRUS
             Muthafucka, you think I’m jokin’?

                       JASON
             This meeting is a joke. Antique
             collectors can’t afford the
             Minyans.




                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              59.


                       SIRUS
             Minyans? (laughing) That who we
             make the checks out to?
                       JASON
             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?

                       SIRUS
             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
             right.
                       JASON
             Fine. I’ll require an upfront fee.

                          SIRUS
             Fuck that.
                       JASON
             I don’t trust you, Sirus. I doubt
             your ability to pay.

                       SIRUS
             Do you doubt my ability to paralyze
             you?

A red dot instantly appears on Sirus’ face. A Minyan smiles,
gun pointed. Vicente ties his shoes. Jason notices Vicente.
                       JASON
             Your friend...

                          SIRUS
             Vicente.
                       JASON
             Is that how Vicente plans to help
             you? By keeping his sneakers on?

                       AARON
             I’d tell that guy to lower his
             weapon, or do you offer a discount
             for a smaller crew?



                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              60.


                       JASON
             You talk a lot of shit for a bitch.
                       SIRUS
             I’d put money on Aaron against your
             whole squad.

A noise is heard off screen. Jason looks. Vicente is no
longer behind Sirus. Jason turns to face Sirus again.
                       JASON
             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.

                       SIRUS
             Gracias, Amigo.
Vicente nods.

                       JASON
             And why do you need our crew?
                       SIRUS
             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.
                       JASON
             Tell him to put the gun away.

                       SIRUS
             I don’t remember you telling your
             man the same thing.

                       JASON
             Can we finish?
Sirus nods at Vicente. Drops the gun.
                       SIRUS
             No up front payment.
                       JASON
             When is our first job?




                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              61.


                       SIRUS
             As soon as I get word, you’ll know.
             How fast can your crew move?
                         JASON
             24 hours.
                         SIRUS
             Good.
Sirus and crew start to walk out.

                       JASON
             Now I remember. Lazarus, that’s the
             guy in that Bible story. Why do
             they call him that?

                       SIRUS
             ’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
the door.
                       GARRET
             Ryan, Jesus. What’s wrong?

Ryan walks past him frantically. He paces the living room.
                       RYAN
             Fuck. Oh fuck. No one saw me. No
             one else was there.

                       GARRET
             What happened, Ryan?
                       RYAN
             Shit, Garret. There’s a crashed CTA
             train downtown.
                       GARRET
             That’s terrible. But it’s not
             worthy of a visit this early, Ryan.
             As much as I like to see you...
                       RYAN
             You don’t understand.




                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              62.


                        GARRET
             I don’t.
                       RYAN
             I did that. I crashed the train.

                       GARRET
             Finding something else to blame
             yourself for?
                       RYAN
             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!
                       GARRET
             Well what the hell were you doing
             on the tracks?
                        RYAN
             What? Well, that...that’s the first
             thing that pops into your head?
             Not, how I survived a train
             collision?
                       GARRET
             Did you fall onto the tracks?

                       RYAN
             Why does it matter, Garret?
                       GARRET
             Because it fucking matters.

                       RYAN
             I jumped. OK? But that isn’t the
             point.
                       GARRET
             That isn’t the point!?
                       RYAN
             Can we have this conversation
             later?

                       GARRET
             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
                       (MORE)
                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              63.

                       GARRET (cont’d)
             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
             you are!
                         RYAN
             Garret...
                       GARRET
             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.
                       JENNIFER
             What’s going on?
                       GARRET
             Nothing. Ryan is leaving.

                       RYAN
             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...
                       GARRET
                  (pause)
             Sweetie, go back to bed. It’s OK.

                       RYAN
             Sorry to wake you, Jennifer.
Jennifer walks back into the bedroom.
                       GARRET
             OK, what happened tonight?
Ryan hugs him.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             64.


                       RYAN
             It’s good to see you, Garret.

INT. GARRET’S DINING ROOM - LATER

Garret and Ryan sit at the dining table drinking coffee.
                       GARRET
             You pulled your arm out of the
             metal?

                         RYAN
             Yeah.
                       GARRET
             Why was your arm IN the metal?

                       RYAN
             When the train hit, my arm went
             through.
                         GARRET
             Any pain?
                       RYAN
             Yeah. Lots. Hurt like hell. Felt
             like a train hit me.

                       GARRET
             And the electricity?
                       RYAN
             It was...in me. Like, it was mine.

                         GARRET
             Any pain?
Ryan gives him an off look.
                       GARRET
             Look, right now, I don’t think any
             questions are stupid. I’m not sure
             what I believe anymore.
                         RYAN
             Yeah.
                       GARRET
             How did you pull your arm out?




                                                  (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              65.


                       RYAN
             I pulled. It felt like it was
             coming out of a sleeve.
                       GARRET
             You would think that would require
             a great deal of strength, to first
             insert an arm through the metal,
             and then to remove it.
                       RYAN
             I felt strong. Real strong. It was
             like I could’ve shoved the train
             right back to where it came from.
                       GARRET
             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.

                       RYAN
             What do you think happened to me?
                       GARRET
             A miracle. But a miracle that keeps
             happening is something else.
                        RYAN
                   (Nods)
             OK.

Ryan stands up.
                        RYAN
             Hit me.

                        GARRET
             No.
                       RYAN
             I just derailed a train. I think I
             can take a punch from an old man.

Garret hesitates. He rises to his feet.
                       GARRET
             You really tried to kill yourself?



                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                               66.


                       RYAN
             Yeah...I jumped off -
Garret’s punch cuts him off. Ryan’s face doesn’t move.
Garret holds his hand in pain.

                       GARRET
             Mother Fu-! I gave that all I had!
             How do you feel?
                       RYAN
             Like...the punch hasn’t stopped.
                       GARRET
             What do you mean?
                       RYAN
             I don’t know. Just, it’s like, the
             punch is still hitting me.
                       GARRET
             Should we try more than one?

                       RYAN
             Now you’re just being mean.
                        GARRET
             This is...incredible Ryan.
             Something is happening to
             you. I’ve never heard of anything
             like this.
                       RYAN
             Catch your breath, then wail on
             me.

Garret hits Ryan a number of times. The punches land, but
Ryan’s body doesn’t move. A small aura is visible around
Ryan.

                       GARRET
                  (out of breath)
             That...was my best.
                       RYAN
             You all right?

                       GARRET
             It’s strange, to punch a man, only
             to be asked about my well-being.
Garret notices the aura.


                                                  (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              67.


                       GARRET
             Look...look at your hands.
Ryan holds his hands out in front of him.
                       RYAN
             What the fuck?
                       GARRET
             I have an idea.

Garret runs to the kitchen, returns with a rolling pin.
                       RYAN
             Whoa! Hang on.
                       GARRET
             Just let me do it.
                       RYAN
             What if this is a fluke or
             something? What if you knock me out
             with that thing?

                       GARRET
             A stud in the wall. A speeding
             train. An electric jolt. And who
             knows, maybe that’s why you won so
             many Shotokan tournaments.

                       RYAN
             I didn’t get hit enough, so that
             ain’t it.
                       GARRET
             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.
                       RYAN
             We’re going to need more than
             cooking supplies.


INT. GARRET’S GARAGE - NIGHT
Garret is holding a wrench.




                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                            68.


                       GARRET
             Ready?
Ryan exhales.
                       RYAN
             Go.
Garret swings the wrench multiple times at Ryan. The aura
around him glows. Garret stops. Ryan rubs his jaw.

                       GARRET
             Well?
                       RYAN
             Ouch.

                       GARRET
             How do you feel?
                       RYAN
             Good, considering I just got
             clocked with a wrench.

                       GARRET
             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
hand away.
                       RYAN
             Oops.

Garret walks back with a baseball bat.
                       GARRET
             You got that old thing working
             again?

                       RYAN
             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
won’t go.
                       GARRET
             Odd.



                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             69.


                       RYAN
             Yeah. I haven’t heard that song in
             a long time.
                       GARRET
             Not that...let me try something.
Ryan braces again. Garret hits him with the bat. The aura
appears.
                       GARRET
             Touch the radio.
Ryan does, and the radio plays again.
                       RYAN
             Not a coincidence?

                       GARRET
             That radio’s been broken since
             before you were born.
                       RYAN
             Maybe you should throw things out
             once in a while.
The radio plays a little longer than the last time.
                       GARRET
             No...is that what’s happening?
                       RYAN
             What?
                       GARRET
             Newton. It’s just Newton.
                       RYAN
             I think it’s Bonnie Tyler.

                       GARRET
             Not on the radio. I think I know
             what’s happening to you.
                       RYAN
             What?

                       GARRET
             It’s physics. Simple physics.
                       RYAN
             Said the history teacher.


                                                  (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              70.


                       GARRET
             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.
                         RYAN
             The Olds?

                       GARRET
             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.

                       RYAN
             Son of a bitch.
                         GARRET
             Exactly.

                       RYAN
             Well what the fuck just happened?
                       GARRET
             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...
                       RYAN
             I think I follow.
                       GARRET
             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.




                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              71.


                       RYAN
             This is fucking nuts.
                         GARRET
             I know!

                       RYAN
             Proportionate?
                         GARRET
             Seems so.

                       RYAN
             Give me a ride.

EXT. OPEN FIELD - MORNING

Ryan holds out the red Desert Eagle to Garret.
                         GARRET
             No.

                       RYAN
             Do it, Garret.
                       GARRET
             What if it stops working?

                       RYAN
             You weren’t worried about that when
             you were pretending to be Hank
             Aaron.
                       GARRET
             That was different. Where did you
             get this?
                       RYAN
             I bought it after Alex. In case I
             ever found the guy.
                         GARRET
             Red?
                       RYAN
             Don’t worry about it.
                       GARRET
             It’s a big gun.




                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             72.

                       RYAN
             He’s a big guy. Shoot me.

                       GARRET
             You know these are illegal in
             Chicago?
                         RYAN
             Shoot me.

                       GARRET
             What about the pain?
                       RYAN
             Nothing new.

                       GARRET
             Why do you need to know if you can
             survive a gunshot?
                       RYAN
             Pull the trigger.
                         GARRET
             Why?
                       RYAN
             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
him up.
                       RYAN
             Yeah. It’s got some kick.
                       GARRET
             Like a horse.
                       RYAN
             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.
                       GARRET
             Ryan, I can see it.

                       RYAN
             I can feel it. Oh yeah...there’s
             something...inside...


                                                  (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              73.


                       GARRET
             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.
                       GARRET
             Oh my God. Oh my God.

                          RYAN
             It’s gone.
                       GARRET
             I don’t know what to say.

                       RYAN
             I do. Shoot me again.
                          GARRET
             What?

                       RYAN
             You have 5 bullets left in that
             clip. Use them.
                       GARRET
             You are out of your mind.
                       RYAN
             I have my reasons for that.
                       GARRET
             Your leg still stings from that
             first one, and now you want 5 more?
                       RYAN
             Yes. Let’s do the the other leg
             though.
                        GARRET
             Why!? What are you trying to prove?
             We get it.

                       RYAN
             I need to know.
                       GARRET
             You need to know what??



                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              74.


                       RYAN
             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!

                       GARRET
             That’s why you think you survived?
             For revenge? You don’t realize what
             else you could do with this?
                       RYAN
             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
             mine.
                       GARRET
             You’re missing an opportunity here
             to do good, Ryan. You could help
             people.
                       RYAN
             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.
                       GARRET
             You think revenge will make you
             care again?
                       RYAN
             Vengeance, and yes. It’s the first
             thing I’ve cared about in a long
             time.

                       GARRET
             Confucius would tell you to dig two
             graves.




                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             75.


                       RYAN
             Shoot me again. We’ll see about
             needing that extra grave.
                       GARRET
             I don’t think I can. 5 shots with
             this thing is too much. My hands
             still hurt from the first 2.
                       RYAN
             Can’t take the kick?

                       GARRET
             No...but...
                       RYAN
             What?

Garret hands Ryan the gun.
                       GARRET
             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.
                       RYAN
             I can hit the same spot each time.
                       GARRET
             And the recoil is yours.

Ryan reloads the gun. Hands it back to Garret.
                       RYAN
             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
vehicles in.




                                                  (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                            76.

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
back.

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
alarm.


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.
                       LAZARUS
             Good morning.

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.
                                                      77.


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.
                    JASON
          You need to show me where your bomb
          containment device is.

                    SERVICE WOMAN
          OK. Please don’t hurt me.
                    JASON
          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.
                    SERVICE WOMAN
          That’s our BCD.
Jason nods, pulls out his sidearm, and shoots the woman in
the head.
                     JASON
          Load it.
Sirus lifts the BCD and loads it onto the truck. The Minyans
guarding the hangar entrance begin firing outside.
                    MINYAN1
          Another truck!
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.
                                                      78.


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.

                    DANNY
          Why am I holding 50 caliber ammo
          this early in the morning?
Ryan loads the gun. Hands it to Danny.

                    RYAN
          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.
                    DANNY
          All we know about him is what you
          told police. They got nothin’ else
          to go off of.
                    RYAN
          What else does that say?

                    GARRET
          Keep it down. Danny’s risking his
          ass with this thing.
                    DANNY
          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
          these things.

                    RYAN
          Nothing on that guy? No suspects,
          fucking nothing?
                    DANNY
          It’s hard, Ryan. I’m not saying
          that that we’re perfect, but
          finding someone without any
          evidence is damn near impossible.




                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              79.


                       RYAN
             They ain’t trying to find him.
                       DANNY
             This is Chicago, Ryan. 3 people
             were probably murdered since we’ve
             been here. It’s been a long time,
             the police really tried.
                       RYAN
             Detective Tate needs a foot in his
             ass.
                       DANNY
             The man did what he could, Ryan.
                       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.

                       DANNY
             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
             him?

                       RYAN
             I don’t know yet.
                       DANNY
             I can’t protect you, Ryan. You find
             this man, and kill him, the law is
             still waiting for you when you’re
             done.
                       RYAN
             Well, Dan, you’ve seen what I can
             do. You really think I’m going to
             jail?
                       DANNY
             That’s a slippery slope. And if you
             go down it, I don’t know things
             will be the same with us.
                       RYAN
             That’s fine.



                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              80.


                       GARRET
             You’re willing to throw a
             friendship away? Over some revenge
             quest?

                       RYAN
             Everyone’s so quick to tell me I’m
             doing something wrong. I’m pretty
             sick and tired of being judged.
                       DANNY
                  (sighs)
             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.

                       RYAN
             Can one of you give me a ride to
             work?
                       GARRET
             You’re still gonna drive a cab?
                       RYAN
             Can’t plan vengeance with an empty
             fridge.


EXT. RUNNING TRACK - DAY
Lazarus sits on the bleachers eating an ice-cream cone.
Vicente runs the track at a moderate speed- by his
standards.
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
sits.

                       SIRUS
             It’s ready to move.
                       LAZARUS
             Good.

                       SIRUS
             You should know, I talked to Aaron.
                       LAZARUS
             Is he still training?


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              81.


                       SIRUS
             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.
                       LAZARUS
             You need to tell me why he thinks
             this.

                       SIRUS
             He noticed her, just how you said
             she looks. He said she stared at
             him...said it was like she knew.

                       LAZARUS
             That’s her.
                       LAZARUS
                  (whistles)
             We need to leave now. Before she
             moves again.
Vicente is sitting next to Lazarus seconds after the
whistle, wiping himself down with a towel.
                       SIRUS
             Having trouble breathing there,
             Vince?
                       LAZARUS
             You’d be winded as well if you ran
             for 5 hours straight.

Lazarus and Vicente head to the bottom of the bleachers.
                       SIRUS
             Why the fuck would I ever need to
             run?


EXT. RYAN’S CAB - NIGHT
Ryan drives his cab. News Radio is heard.

                       NEWS ANCHOR
             ...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
                       (MORE)
                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              82.


                       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.

                       RYAN
             Son of a bitch...
The same marketer from Ryan’s "last night" enters the cab
through the rear doors.

                       CUSTOMER
             Clark and Arlington, please.
                       RYAN
             What are the odds?

Customer leans forward, knows the driver.
                       CUSTOMER
             3 million in this city...I thought
             that was your last night?

                       RYAN
             I was wrong. Guess I gave you a
             free ride for nothing.
                       CUSTOMER
             Guess so. What, no drink this time?
             I might talk to your manager.
                       RYAN
             Can’t drink two days in a row. That
             would make me an alcoholic.

                       CUSTOMER
             Fair point. Hey, I took your
             advice.




                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              83.


                       RYAN
             I don’t know what I told you, but
             you shouldn’t ever take advice from
             me.

                       CUSTOMER
             No, no. This was good advice. I
             went home to the Mrs. Worked things
             out. So, thanks. Really.
                       RYAN
             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.
                       CUSTOMER
             But marketing isn’t for me. I’m
             going to start a new career. I
             really started thinking..

                       RYAN
                  (noticing Sirus)
             No. Fucking. Way. You’ve got to be
             kidding me.

                       CUSTOMER
             No, really. I’m thinking about
             writing professionally.
                       RYAN
             I need you to get out.
                       CUSTOMER
             Why, man? We only got a couple more
             blocks.

                       RYAN
             For your own safety, I need you to
             get out the cab. Consider this a
             second favor.
Ryan pulls out his Desert Eagle.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              84.


                       CUSTOMER
             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.
                       SIRUS
             Muthafucka! What the hell is your
             problem!?

Vicente stands there looking at Sirus.
                       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.
                       RYAN
             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.

                       RYAN
             What the fuck?
                       SIRUS
             Wrong.

Sirus winds his fist back for a punch, Ryan stands cocky.
Sirus unloads and Ryan is sent flying back through a
jewelery store.
Ryan spits blood onto the floor. His aura is noticeably
larger.

                       RYAN
             Shit...
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.




                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                            85.


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
pass.

                       RYAN
             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.

                       RYAN
             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.
                                                      86.


INT. STUDIO APARTMENT - NIGHT
A television displays the news. A helicopter surveys the
damage of the fight scene.
                    REPORTER
          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.

                    WITNESS1
          The bus just flipped up in the air,
          and crashed down. We got out of the
          car and called 911.

                    WITNESS2
          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.

                    REPORTER
          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..

                     LAZARUS
          Explain.
                    SIRUS
          There’s another.


                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                         87.


                       LAZARUS
             And he attacked you?
                       SIRUS
             Yeah. Can’t say it’s surprising
             though...

                       LAZARUS
             Was he defending her?
                        SIRUS
             No.
                       LAZARUS
                  (in Spanish)
             What happened?

                       VICENTE
                  (in Spanish)
             Came out of nowhere. He’s strong.
                       SIRUS
             Listen, I recognized him. He was
             the guy at Allison Turner’s house.
Lazarus turns intently to Sirus.
                       LAZARUS
             This man was in the home that
             night?
                       SIRUS
             Yeah. I fucked ’im up.
                       LAZARUS
             You’re sure he was in the home that
             night?
                       SIRUS
             I don’t forget this type of shit.

Lazarus’ eyes search for the answer.
                        VICENTE
             Lazarus?

                       LAZARUS
             Things have changed.
                                                      88.


EXT. TAXI GARAGE - NIGHT
Ryan jogs towards the Oldsmobile attempting to avoid the
rainfall.


INT. GARRET ADLER’S VEHICLE - NIGHT
Ryan enters Garret’s rear door. Garret and Danny are in the
front seat.

                    RYAN
          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.

                    GARRET
          You couldn’t absorb their attacks?
                    RYAN
          No, I could. But, bats,
          guns...those things never made me
          bleed. This was different. It hurt
          more than that.
                    DANNY
          It can’t be coincidence.

                    RYAN
          What?
                    DANNY
          That the man who kidnapped and
          killed your child has abilities
          like yours. That’s not a
          coincidence. There’s something
          bigger.
                    RYAN
          You read too many comic books.
                    GARRET
          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
          night?
                    RYAN
          No, Garret. I stopped asking "why"
          a long time ago.


                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              89.

                       DANNY
             You made the news. Again. You know
             the bus driver is in the hospital?

                       RYAN
             Yeah, I heard that. Terrible.
                       GARRET
             You could’ve killed that guy.

                       RYAN
             I ain’t a hero. You guys keep
             forgetting that.
                        GARRET
             You’re not that guy, Ryan. You had
             every reason to turn into a
             monster, and you didn’t. Don’t
             start now.
                       RYAN
             I’ve never been a saint either.
                       GARRET
             We’re helping you, Ryan. But if you
             continue this recklessness, you’ll
             be alone on this.

                       RYAN
             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
to Ryan.
                       GARRET
             Ryan...

The thugs notice their new company.
                       RYAN
             Get back in the car.
                       GARRET
             No.
Garret grabs the lid to a trash can.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              90.


                        THUG1
             Why don’t you two just get the fuck
             outta here. Go suck on a latte or
             something.

                       RYAN
             Why don’t you come over here and
             suck on something else?
                       THUG2
             Your mouth just earned you a
             concussion.
                       RYAN
             I’d worry less about my mouth, and
             more about these two.

Ryan closes his fists. The thugs approach Ryan.
                       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.
                        EDONIA
                  (O.S)
             I did not believe it. Not until
             now.
Garret and Ryan turn around.

                       RYAN
             Look, I just work out a lot. It was
             nothing special.
                       EDONIA
             No you don’t. I know why those men
             could not hurt you.
                       GARRET
             Ma’am, I assure you..the bats were
             weak...and..Ryan..he...

                       EDONIA
             You look like her, you know?
                       RYAN
             Who?


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              91.

                       EDONIA
             Ana.

                       RYAN
             What...what did you just say?
                       EDONIA
             I was saying that you look like
             your mother. I would’ve known even
             without the bats and the news
             coverage.
                       RYAN
             Who are you?

                       EDONIA
             I knew Ana. I knew Ana well before
             you were born. My name is Edonia,
             and I’m her sister.
                       GARRET
             You’re lying. Look, I don’t know
             how you got this information, lady,
             but I knew Ana. And she didn’t have
             any family.
                       EDONIA
             She did. Eleven sisters.
                       GARRET
             Ana wouldn’t have lied about
             something like this.

                       EDONIA
             Yes. She would have.
                       GARRET
             Why would she lie??

                       EDONIA
             It’s complicated.
                       RYAN
             Not if you answer the question.

                       EDONIA
             I’m just glad I was able to find
             you. I never thought a day like
             this would come.

                       RYAN
             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.

                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              92.


                       EDONIA
             You still do not believe me?
                          RYAN
             Fuck no.

                       EDONIA
             Ana died when you were born?
             Correct?
                          RYAN
             Yes.
                       EDONIA
             Your son was murdered, was he not?
                          RYAN
             Yes.
                       EDONIA
             How many people know these things?
                       RYAN
             Anyone who can read the obituaries.
                       EDONIA
             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
             much.
                          RYAN
             OK. Go.

                       EDONIA
             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.

                       GARRET
             That, that almost...didn’t sound
             like an exaggeration.
                          EDONIA
             It wasn’t.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              93.


                       RYAN
             I gave you a chance, and you start
             talking this bullshit. Let’s go,
             Garret.

                       EDONIA
             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.

                       RYAN
             That is the stupidest thing I’ve
             ever heard.
                       EDONIA
             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.
                       RYAN
             Did my dad get that memo?

                       EDONIA
             No. We cannot tell our mates,
             otherwise, it could compromise the
             birth.

                       GARRET
             You said there are 12 of you.
                       EDONIA
             There were 12.

                       GARRET
             Where did you come from?
                       EDONIA
             You are asking the wrong question.



                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              94.


                       GARRET
             No, that’s the answer I want.
                       EDONIA
             It’s not where. There is no answer
             to that question. It isn’t a
             location you’d find on any map.
                         GARRET
             A planet?

                       EDONIA
             Don’t be ridiculous.
                       RYAN
             Then where?

                       EDONIA
             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.
                       GARRET
             The Deluge...The great
             deluge...27th century BCE?

                         RYAN
             What?
                       GARRET
             That’s when the Epic of Gilgamesh
             records what you might know as the
             Great Flood.
                       RYAN
             How many of you are still around?

                       EDONIA
             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
                       (MORE)
                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              95.


                       EDONIA (cont’d)
             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
             never.
                       RYAN
             Iris’ son, he’s got a gift too?
                       EDONIA
             He was named Lazarus, and he cannot
             die.

                       RYAN
             Well, that’s good news. How many of
             your sisters gave birth to us
             gifted folk?
                       EDONIA
             7, that I know of. And they all
             passed during birth.
                       RYAN
             So there’s 7 of us...

                       EDONIA
             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.
                       RYAN
             What makes the kid so special?
                       EDONIA
             He’s the first not born of my
             sisters. I do not know what his
             gift is. Lazarus keeps him close.
                       RYAN
             And whose ass was I kicking earlier
             today?
                       EDONIA
             The monstrosity is Sirus. Vicente
             is the agile Spaniard. Both born of
             my sisters.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              96.

                       RYAN
             So, including Laz and his boy,
             that’s 5. Who else?

                       EDONIA
             They aren’t alive anymore. But
             their names were Ghengis Kahn,
             Samson, and Vlad Tepes. Those are
             all I know.


                       GARRET
             No way. There’s no way.
                       EDONIA
             Yes. They were the sons of my
             sisters.
                       GARRET
             This is all too much...

                       RYAN
             So 5 of your sisters might still be
             alive. And you guys never had any
             chicks?
                       EDONIA
             We have never given birth to a
             female. We are not sure why this
             is.
                       RYAN
             You know Sirus killed my boy,
             right?
                       EDONIA
             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.
                       RYAN
             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
             extra credit.

                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              97.


                       EDONIA
             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?

                       RYAN
             It’s not my job to save the world.
                       EDONIA
             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?
                       RYAN
             Don’t really care, to be honest.

                       EDONIA
             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
             No.

Ryan and Garret walk back to the vehicle. Ryan stops, turns
around.
                       RYAN
             You said Lazarus discovered the
             truth, about you 12.

Edonia looks away.
                       RYAN
             You found him, and told him, didn’t
             you?


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              98.


                       EDONIA
             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.
                       OFFICER
                  (through megaphone)
             Let’s end this peacefully. Let the
             hostages go, and we can meet your
             demands.
A security guard’s body flies out of the bank, and slams
into the wall across the street. Sirus flicks the officers
off.
                       SIRUS
             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.

                       DANNY
                  (through phone)
             Thanks, Whitney. I’ll check it out.
Danny hangs up the phone. Changes the television channel.

                       RYAN
             I was watching that.
                       DANNY
             Bruce Willis is dead the whole
             time.
                       RYAN
             Fuck.
The television is airing something older, like "Chips."


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                            99.


                       GARRET
             You really had to see this?
                       DANNY
             Got a call from my girl inside.
             Give it a second.

Garret turns to Ryan.
                       GARRET
             You better have a glass.

                       RYAN
             It tastes better this way.
                       DANNY
             It really doesn’t.

The television show is interrupted with breaking news.
Coverage of the bank robbery is shown. Ryan notices Sirus in
the coverage.
                       RYAN
             That’s him. That’s Sirus.
                       DANNY
             That’s the guy that killed Alex?
                       GARRET
             Yes.
                       DANNY
             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.
                                                        100.


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
sleeper hold.
                    SIRUS
          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.



                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             101.


                       LAZARUS
             It’s been a while.
                       EDONIA
             I liked it that way.

                       LAZARUS
             You’re lying. You knew we were
             here. You had every opportunity to
             leave. We both know why you didn’t.

                       EDONIA
             And why is that?
                       LAZARUS
             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.
                          EDONIA
             I’m picky.

                       LAZARUS
             It’s enraging, knowing that you’re
             one orgasm away from giving us
             another.
                       EDONIA
             So he could be one more recruit for
             your chaos?
                       LAZARUS
             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.
                       EDONIA
             And the girls?
                       LAZARUS
             They were killed immediately. A
             waste of everyone’s time.



                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                           102.


                       EDONIA
             When did this happen to you? When
             did you become so obsessed? You
             were not always this way.

                       LAZARUS
             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
             us?
                       EDONIA
             And is it your duty to determine
             their sentence? Who is deserving of
             punishment, Lazarus? You don’t get
             to make that call.
                       LAZARUS
             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
             their pain.

                       EDONIA
             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.
Edonia screams.

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.
                                                     103.


INT. ABANDONED LOFT - NIGHT
                       LAZARUS
          Hi.
Ryan tries to move, but is strapped in. A bomb strapped to
his chest.
                       RYAN
          Let me go.

                       LAZARUS
          No.
Lazarus steps away, sits in a chair 7 feet in front of Ryan.
                    LAZARUS
          Ask me. I know it’s coming.
                    RYAN
          Who are you?
                    LAZARUS
          My name is Lazarus. And yes, the
          one from a certain piece of
          literature.
                       RYAN
          Jesus...

                    LAZARUS
          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?

                    RYAN
          I’d work on the accent, buddy.
          Makes you a lot less threatening.

                    LAZARUS
          I was there when English became a
          language. Don’t tell me I have the
          funny accent.
                    RYAN
          Where’s Sirus?
                    LAZARUS
          Ahh yes, Sirus. I assure you, Ryan,
          your quest for retribution is
          understandable. In fact, because of
          what has happened to you, I will
                    (MORE)
                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             104.


                       LAZARUS (cont’d)
             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.
                       RYAN
             Where’s Sirus!?
                          LAZARUS
             He’s busy.
                       RYAN
             I’m going to kill him. You know
             that right?

                       LAZARUS
             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
             tried.

                       RYAN
             Come unstrap me then, you piece of
             shit.
                       LAZARUS
             You haven’t asked me why, yet. You
             have a bomb strapped to your chest,
             do you not care why you’re here?
                       RYAN
             To kill me before I get a chance to
             snap your neck.

                       LAZARUS
             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
                       (MORE)
                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             105.

                       LAZARUS (cont’d)
             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.
                       RYAN
             This ain’t the Inquisition. Things
             have changed.
                       LAZARUS
             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.
                       RYAN
             Keep trying to convince yourself
             that you’re noble. You kill
             innocent people.
                       LAZARUS
             No one is innocent. Living this
             long has shown me that.

                       RYAN
             So you’re going to kill us all. How
             diabolical of you.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             106.

                       LAZARUS
             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.

                       RYAN
             The Olympics?
                       LAZARUS
             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
             contrary.

                       RYAN
             You’re pretty ambitious if you
             think this bomb can reach the
             stadium.
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.
                       LAZARUS
             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
chalk.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                           107.


                       LAZARUS
             If he gets out, do not let him pass
             this line. Use every round if you
             must.

                       MINYAN1
             Where’s Jason?
                       LAZARUS
             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
explosion inside...

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
it...


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.
                                                     108.


EXT. STADIUM - NIGHT
A security detail notices an explosion in the distance. He
immediately grabs his radio.
                    GUARD
          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
sidewalk.
                       RYAN
          No....
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:
                    REPORTER
          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.
                    (MORE)
                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             109.


                       REPORTER (cont’d)
             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.

                       GARRET
             My...God....
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
louder.
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
room.

                       DANNY
             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.
                       GARRET
             It’s terrible. I know.
                       RYAN
             It was me...Garret. I...did that. I
             killed, all those people.
                       GARRET
             What do you mean?

                       RYAN
             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
                       (MORE)
                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              110.


                       RYAN (cont’d)
             couldn’t hold the energy
             anymore...my body just let go. Let
             it all out.

                       GARRET
             Ryan, please listen to me this
             time. This wasn’t your fault.
                       RYAN
             I...know...this time I know.

                       GARRET
             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.
                       DANNY
             Garret, Jennifer is outside.

Garret scrambles for the back door. He attempts to shout
through the walls.
                       GARRET
             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.
                                                     111.


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.
                    DANNY
          What he’s capable of...
                    GARRET
          What?
                    DANNY
          That’s what Lazarus said to Ryan...
                    GARRET
          Yeah.
                     DANNY
          And Sirus...he...holy shit. Garret,
          take me to the house. I need to see
          something.

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.
                    LAZARUS
          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
          don’t care.
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.



                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             112.


                       RYAN
             Stop. You’re hitting kids.
A soldier shoots Ryan the stomach. Ryan absorbs it.
                       POLICEMAN
             Get off the street or get a fucking
             pellet in your eye.
                       RYAN
             I don’t want to hurt you.

                       POLICEMAN
             Move, asshole!
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
the ground.
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.

                       SOLDIER 1
             I think, I hope...the bullet went
             straight through.
                       RYAN
             Do you have a radio or anything?
                       SOLDIER 1
             It’s over there.
The officer points to it on the ground. Ryan retrieves it
and hands it to the soldier.
                       RYAN
             Do they know...who did all this?




                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              113.

                       SOLDIER 1
             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.
                       RYAN
             Get help. I gotta do something.
                       SOLDIER 1
             Thanks.

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.
                       GARRET
             What are you looking for?

Danny reads aloud in mumbles. He slows down, and his eyes
widen.
                       DANNY
             Son of a bitch.

Danny pulls out his cell phone. Speed dials a number.
                       DANNY
             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
Lazarus.

                       JASON
             You told me to meet my team at the
             rendezvous, after the job was done.
             You told them to kill Ryan.

                       LAZARUS
             Correct. I theorized that the blast
             would kill him.
                       JASON
             So you knew there was going to be a
             blast?


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             114.

                       LAZARUS
             Yes.
                       JASON
             THEN WHY DID YOU WILLINGLY KILL MY
             MEN?
                       LAZARUS
             Because they were paid to die.
             Nothing more.

Jason pulls out a handgun.
                       JASON
             Maybe I kill your men. Maybe I kill
             them. Huh? We’d be even then.

Aaron steps forward.
                       SIRUS
             Try it, muthafucka.

                       LAZARUS
             Jason. Pulling that trigger would
             have consequences...
Jason fires a bullet into Lazarus’ head. Lazarus falls to
the ground. Jason aims at Vicente. Aaron steps in front and
absorbs the bullet.
                       JASON
             What...the fuck are you people?
Lazarus stands back up.

                       LAZARUS
             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
             score.

Jason puts the gun down. He turns around and leaves.
                       VICENTE
                  (in Spanish)
             Want me to go after him?

Lazarus hesitates. Shakes his head.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             115.


                       LAZARUS
             Feeling powerless hurts them more
             than dying.


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.

                       TATE
             Hey...I know you guys.
                       DANNY
             That’s right. You do, Tate.

                       TATE
             Fucking shit, man. Hey, give these
             guys one of whatever they want.
             World’s gone to shit. We might as
             well too. Right?

                       DANNY
                  (to bartender)
             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.
                       TATE
             Well, you looked in the right
             place, Butler. Of all the gin
             joints..(laughs)

                       DANNY
             The Carver homicide, Tate, how well
             do you remember that?

Tate clears his throat. Seems a little more attentive.
                       TATE
             Yeah...of course I remember. I was
             at the funeral. Terrible case.

                       DANNY
             I know. When I was in the force, I
             could remember every face. Their
             last look. Eyes closed, eyes
             opened. I remember each one.



                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             116.


                       TATE
             Stays with you.
                       DANNY
             So when you found Alex Carver’s
             body, what’d he look like?

                       TATE
             Well...uh...let me see. He
             had...the gunshot, so..it’s hard to
             tell.

                       DANNY
             Yeah. The crime scene must have
             been hard to bear.
                       TATE
             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.

                       DANNY
             Let’s play a game.
                       TATE
             I’m not in the mood. Let’s just
             drink.
                       DANNY
             It’ll be fun.
Danny takes out two pictures.

                       DANNY
             You see these pictures? What’s the
             difference between them?

Tate looks.
                       TATE
             I...I don’t see anything
             different...one’s a crime scene,
             the other is with the Medical
             Examiner.
Danny grabs Tate and slams him into the wall.
                       DANNY
             The crime scene photo, there isn’t
             a birthmark. But somehow, when Ryan
                       (MORE)
                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                           117.


                       DANNY (cont’d)
             identified the body, there’s a
             magical birthmark on the kid’s
             arm.

                       TATE
             You better let go of me, Butler.
Garret takes the beer bottle and breaks it on a table.
                       GARRET
             I will spill you all over this
             floor.
                       TATE
             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.
                       DANNY
             Who paid you?! Who paid you, Tate?!

                       TATE
             I don’t know. I don’t know. A big
             guy paid me.
                       GARRET
             Who is buried in Alex Carver’s
             grave???
                       TATE
             Another kid. I’m sorry. I’m sorry.

Garret puts the bottle up to the Tate’s throat.
                       GARRET
             Is Alex Carver still alive?


EXT. DOWNTOWN CHICAGO - DAY
Jason is at a pay phone. He looks around before he speaks.
                       JASON
             I have some information you might
             find interesting.
                                                        118.


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.

                    LAZARUS
               (in Spanish)
          We know the outlets are blocked. We
          expected this. What is the real
          issue?

                    VICENTE
               (in Spanish)
          They know we’re here. They are
          coming.
Lazarus thinks for a second.

                    LAZARUS
          Jason...fine, how long until they
          arrive?


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.

                    SPEC OP1
          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.
                    SPEC OP1
          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.




                                                 (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             119.


                        RADIO VOICE
                  (Frantically speaking over gun
                  fire)
             We need all available units! We
             need all...Jesus! GET DOWN!...we
             need help NOW! Taking heavy fire! I
             repeat, heavy-
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.

                       SOLDIER 1
             Stop! Not another step! I mean it.
             We will put you down.
Ryan continues his approach.

                       SOLDIER 2
             We said stop, asshole. I swear to
             God I will end your life.
Ryan doesn’t stop.

                       SOLDIER 1
             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.




                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                            120.


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
says nothing.

                       GARRET ADLER
                  (through phone)
             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
explosion.
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
the ground.
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.



                                                  (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             121.

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.

                        GARRET
                  (O.S)
             NO! Ryan...God no!
Garret and Danny stand in horror.

                       RYAN
             What the fuck are you doing? Get
             out of here.
                       GARRET
             Ryan...that was...Alex.
Ryan looks down at his lifeless son.
                             LAZARUS
                     (O.S)
             Oops.
                       RYAN
             That...was my son???
                       LAZARUS
             Yes. And you killed him. Way to go.
Ryan runs over to check the birthmark. It’s there.
                       RYAN
             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.

                       LAZARUS
             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
him off.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             122.


                        LAZARUS
             I haven’t laughed in a long time.
             Thank you.
                       RYAN
             Why??
Ryan falls down to his knees. Lazarus stands up.
                       LAZARUS
             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
             false.
Ryan turns to his son. Danny is still trying.

                       LAZARUS
             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
             reunion.
                       RYAN
             Not again...please...not again.

                       LAZARUS
             We are at a stalemate, Ryan. It is
             over. You just have to pretend Alex
             was dead all along.
                       RYAN
             I’ve lost everything, again.
                       LAZARUS
             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
             existed.
Ryan turns to Alex, turns back to Lazarus.



                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             123.


                       RYAN
             You’re right.
Ryan stands up.
                       RYAN
             My past, what has happened, doesn’t
             matter. But the future always means
             something. We can change anything
             between this moment, and the moment
             we die.

Ryan walks over Alex and places both hands on his chest. He
looks at Garret and Danny.
                       RYAN
             Thank you, for never giving up on
             me.
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.

                       ALEX
             What happened?
                       GARRET
             Ryan...wake up...c’mon. Get up.

Ryan’s body is lifeless.
                       GARRET
             Danny...can you try...

Danny tries CPR again. Tears come down Garret and Danny’s
faces.
                       LAZARUS
             Aaron. We’re done here.

                       GARRET
             That’s not your kid, you son of a
             bitch.
                       ALEX
             Watch your mouth old man.
                       GARRET
             Do you remember dying? Do you
             remember dying a few minutes ago?



                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                              124.

                       ALEX
             I told you to stop talking.

Alex punches Garret. Garret falls to the ground.
                        GARRET
             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
             for yours.
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.
                       ALEX
             Wait...
Garret shows Alex a picture of Ryan holding Alex on the day
Ryan brought him home from the hospital.
                       GARRET
             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.

                       GARRET
             That is you. Alex, think about it.
             Please.
Alex turns to Lazarus.

                       LAZARUS
             Isn’t it obvious? My real son
             would’ve beaten a 37-year-old
             drunkard.

                       ALEX
             You kept me for 17 years. You
             taught me all your bullshit...


                                                    (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                             125.


                       LAZARUS
             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
             mercy.

Lazarus turns to walk away.
                       ALEX
             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.

                       LAZARUS
             That’s new...
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
away.
                       GARRET
             Are you OK? How...did you do that?
                       ALEX
             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
             Dad...
                       GARRET
             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.


                                                   (CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:                                           126.


                       ALEX
             I don’t know what to think right
             now.
                       GARRET
             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.

                       ALEX
             I need some time. I need to be
             alone for awhile.
Danny hands Alex a business card.

                       DANNY
             You can reach us here when you’re
             ready. We’ll be waiting.
                       GARRET
             Hope to see you soon, Alex.

                       ALEX
             Yeah.
Alex turns and walks away. Garret and Danny watch him leave.
They look at Ryan, teary eyed.
                       GARRET
             We’ll miss you, buddy.
Garret and Danny lift Ryan’s body, and walk towards the
Oldsmobile.

INT. STUDIO APARTMENT - DAY
The television is tuned into the news. A reporter on screen:

                       REPORTER
             The recovery effort is still
             underway in the city of Chicago,
             where the worst attack in history
             took place...
                                                     127.


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.
                    REPORTER (V.O.)
          ...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.
                    REPORTER (V.O.)
          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
          tragedy.

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
door close.

								
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