LAW AND ORDER: SCU
By
Bogui Adjorlolo
Based On:
LAW & ORDER: SVU
FADE IN:
A full moon glows behind slowly moving clouds.
CUT TO:
EXT. DANK ALLEYWAY - NIGHT
Two CRACKHEADS sprint down the snowy sidewalk, the MAN
holding a big bag full of crack and the WOMAN following
close behind. They’re eyes and mouths are wide with
excitement.
They reach the alleyway. The Woman twirls around with
delight. The Man grabs her by the waist, slams her against
the wall and begins furiously making out with her. He lets
go of her and she grabs the bag from his hands. She starts
digging in.
CRACKHEAD MAN
Don’t take all of it, babe. I was
the one who took it.
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
And who do you think came up with
the idea to take it from him in the
first place?
The Man smiles his big, toothless smile and grabs the bag
back, hungrily.
CUT TO:
EXT. DANK ALLEYWAY - LATER
The Man and Woman sit further down the alley on a pile of
soggy cardboard boxes with their backs against the wall,
sharing their crack pipe. The Man takes one big hit and
sighs, settling back a bit more comfortably with a big smile
on his face.
CRACKHEAD MAN
(showing her the pipe)
You know what we could do with this
shit? We could rule the fucking
world.
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
Oh yeah, how?
CRACKHEAD MAN
We could sell it.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
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2.
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
Who’d buy it?
CRACKHEAD MAN
I dunno...hey, you know who’d buy
this? Kyle. Kyle would totally buy
this shit, man.
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
But we just stole that from Kyle,
are you crazy?
CRACKHEAD MAN
But it was right out from under his
nose, man. We just took it, and he
won’t know the difference. He won’t
know the difference -He takes another hit and hands the pipe over to her.
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
What would you do with the money if
we sold it?
CRACKHEAD MAN
We’d buy more rock. But for like,
double the price it normally is,
y’know? And then we could live like
kings or some shit. We could live
like kings and we could check
ourselves into rehab if we sold it
and got a lotta money. We could get
better if we really wanted to,
y’know...we could sell this shit
back to Kyle and get our goddamn
money and live like kings and get
better and...and we’d...we’d be
fixed.....no more running, man. No
more fuckin’ running.....
He takes the pipe back and hits it again. He smiles.
CRACKHEAD MAN
I’m so high right now -CRACKHEAD WOMAN
-- SHIT.
The Woman dives behind the pile of cardboard, and she pulls
the Man to get down beside her. They look over the pile to
see KYLE dressed in a suit with a PRETTY LADY, dressed
equally as well. The Lady leads Kyle by the hand to the wall
at the mouth of the alley, pulling him in close. He kisses
her neck.
(CONTINUED)
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3.
CRACKHEAD MAN
Is that Kyle? He looks so nice.
He’s a fuckin’ crack dealer, why is
he dressed all nice?
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
(whispering)
Shhh! Shut up!
CRACKHEAD MAN
Sorry.
They watch as the kissing gets more intense. Kyle and the
Lady don’t notice The Crackheads.
CRACKHEAD MAN
This is getting kind of hot.
KYLE
(to the Pretty Lady)
Hey, hey...listen. Look at the
moon. Isn’t it pretty?
PRETTY LADY
It’s lovely, now come here, stud.
KYLE
I love full moons, don’t you?
PRETTY LADY
I said they’re lovely, now take off
your pants -KYLE
-- I have a secret.
PRETTY LADY
I don’t care -KYLE
(getting serious)
I want to tell you a secret.
The Pretty Lady stops kissing him.
PRETTY LADY
What?
KYLE
Wanna see?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
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4.
PRETTY LADY
Sure.
Kyle covers his eyes with his hands. He takes them away from
his face and says;
KYLE
Peek-a-boo!
The Lady laughs. He does it again.
KYLE
Peek-a-boo!
She laughs even harder this time. He does it a third time,
this time uncovering big yellow eyes. The Lady screams. He
tilts his head back and howls at the moon. He transforms. He
sinks his teeth into her neck and begins ripping out flesh.
She’ screaming bloody murder now.
CRACKHEAD MAN
OH SHIT. OH SHIT, whaddawefuggindo,
whaddawefuggindooo?
The Crackheads cry and hold on to each other for dear life
as their Werewolf drug dealer kills his date.
FADE TO BLACK.
TITLE:
Law & Order: Supernatural Creatures Unit
CUT TO:
INT. DAVE’S HOUSE - KITCHEN - MORNING
ANGLE, TV:
A wolf howls at the moon.
DAVE’S WIFE stands at the stove, scrambling some eggs.
Dave’s son (PHILIP, 7) sits at the kitchen table, watching
TV, waiting patiently for his food.
Philip howls like a wolf.
DAVE’S WIFE
Quiet, Philip. Your father had a
long night, you wouldn’t want to
wake him up. He might get angry.
She gets really close to his face and mimics a playful
growl.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
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5.
DAVE walks in wearing a gun-holster over a white button-up
shirt. He picks up some coffee from a coffeemaker on the way
in. He startles her.
DAVE
(kissing him on cheek)
Who might get angry?
DAVE’S WIFE
I might if you scare me like that
again, David. What are you doing up
this early, I though you had a long
night?
DAVE
(to Philip)
I got called in.
(whispers to wife)
Homicide.
She makes a concerned "oh no" face.
DAVE
(to Philip)
How’s my little guy doing today?
PHILIP
I’m not little, I’m seven.
DAVE
Oh yeah, well I’m older.
PHILIP
Oh yeah?
DAVE
You betcha I am. Whatcha watching,
champ?
PHILIP
Animal Planet.
Dave sits down next to him.
DAVE
You wanna know something, Phil?
PHILIP
What?
DAVE
You see that wolf right there?
(CONTINUED)
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6.
PHILIP
Yeah.
DAVE
Well daddy hunts those for a
living.
DAVE’S WIFE
David...
DAVE
No, it’s true! Except they’re not
just wolves, they’re people too!
PHILIP
Like a Werewolf?
DAVE
Yes! A Werewolf, exactly.
PHILIP
How does a man become a Werewolf,
daddy?
DAVE
Moonlight, son.
PHILIP
Am I a Werewolf?
DAVE
I don’t know are you? Lemme see
your teeth.
David examines Philip’s teeth.
DAVE’S WIFE
David -DAVE
What?
DAVE’S WIFE
Stop filling his head with
nonsense.
DAVE
What? We’re just having a bit of
fun.
He gets up and kisses her.
(CONTINUED)
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7.
DAVE
I gotta go, babe.
DAVE’S WIFE
Kick some butt, honey.
DAVE
Always do.
Dave exits.
EXT. SIDEWALK - LATER
James and Carla step out of the car and walk down the
sidewalk towards the Alley.
CARLA
Two Werewolf sitings in one night,
huh? Sounds like these furry
assholes are starting to get a
little too comfortable coming out.
JAMES
I’m telling you, Carla: There ain’t
nothin’ like a full moon and a
pretty lady to get these mutha’
fucka’s out in the open like that.
And right before Christmas, too.
Damn shame. Reminds me of Winter of
’95. Damn Lychan’s, always ruinin’
my Christmas. And it’s always real
bad around Christmas time. All
those blue icicle-light things that
people hang from their roofs. A
couple a’ years ago, some guy
walked outside his house and his
Werewolf psyche saw the dim blue
light and he transformed right
there. Ate his family.
CARLA
Speakin’ of family, how’s the hubby
doin’?
JAMES
Oh, you know, you know. Kickin’
ass, takin’ names, normal shit.
What about you, how are the kids?
CARLA
Frank has ’em for the weekend.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(2)
8.
JAMES
Aren’t you their mother?
CARLA
Yeah, and I’m the only goddamn
working parent they’ve got. I have
’em weekends, that lazy-ass gets
’em the rest of the week.
EXT. DANK ALLEYWAY - DAY - MOMENTS LATER
They walk into the Alleyway. A trail of blood on the wall
leads down to the Pretty Lady, crumpled dead up against it.
She has a chunk out of her neck. Mike and Dave stand next to
James and Carla when they walk up, looking down at the body.
CARLA
So you think this is another
Werewolf?
DAVE
How are the kids, Carla?
CARLA
Fuck off, Dave.
MIKE
Quiet, love-birds. No doubt, in the
Werewolf department. No other
creature leaves the rest of the
body intact like this. ’Cept maybe
a Vampire.
CARLA
Any witnesses?
MIKE
Just these idiots.
Mike points to the CRACKHEADS, sitting off to the side,
shivering with fear, talking to one of the POLICE OFFICERS.
MIKE
A couple of crackheads by the looks
of it. We found them hiding a kilo
of the shit under a pile of snow.
The stuff is soggy as a moist
towelette by now: Useless to ’em.
JAMES
Being sober for a while should do
’em good.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(2)
9.
CARLA
Lemme go talk to them.
Carla walks over to the POLICE OFFICER.
CARLA
It’s okay, I got it from here.
POLICE OFFICER
Alright detective. You should know,
their pretty tweaked right now.
Can’t get them to say anything of
use. They keep talking about seeing
a Werewolf -CARLA
-- Get out of my way, Rookie.
She steps in front of him and bends down the the Crackhead’s
level. They’re freaking out
CARLA
This guy says you think you saw a
Werewolf?
The Crackheads nod.
CARLA
Could you tell me what this guy
looks like, what he was wearing?
CRACKHEAD MAN
Nice -- nice clothes...like a -CRACKHEAD WOMAN
-- like a drug dealer -CRACKHEAD MAN
(whispering to Woman)
SHHH! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
(whispering to Man)
I’m just telling her what we saw -The Police Officer laughs. Carla glares back at him.
POLICE OFFICER
What? Their high, they don’t even
know where the hell they are right
now --
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(3)
10.
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
HEY YOU SHUT UP, PRICK.
POLICE OFFICER
Woah, calm down sweetie -CRACKHEAD WOMAN
DON’T CALL ME SWEETIE, I WILL END
YOU.
POLICE OFFICER
Alright, bitch --- The Police Officer lifts the Woman up and begins to cuff
her -CRACKHEAD MAN
YOU TAKE YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF OF
HER.
POLICE OFFICER
Don’t you fucking move, hot-shot --- The Crackhead Man jumps on the Police Officer and starts
to wail on him. The Officers BUDDIES run over, requesting
backup into their radios. Carla stands there looking annoyed
as James, Mike and Dave jog over.
MIKE
What the hell is happening over
here?
CARLA
This goddamn amateur got into a
fight with the witnesses. You think
we should bring them in for
questioning before someone gets
shanked?
MIKE
Good idea.
James and Dave casually break up the fight.
CUT TO:
INT. INTERROGATION ROOM - LATER
James and Carla stand up on one side of the table while the
two Crackheads sit on the other side.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(2)
11.
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
We told you already, We Don’t Know.
JAMES
Well, my partner here think
otherwise.
(to Carla)
Hey Carla?
CARLA
Yes, James?
JAMES
Didn’t you tell me that they told
you they saw a Werewolf takin’ a
bite out of ol’ Jane Doe last
night?
CARLA
That’s right, James.
JAMES
Huh. That’s interesting, because
now these punks are telling me that
they don’t know what I’m talking
about. Isn’t that strange.
(back to Crackheads)
I trust my partner, Carla here.
When you look at her -- when you
look at her face, what do you see?
Do you see someone who would lie?
To be clearer, would she lie to me?
I don’t think she would. So the
only explanation for this little
predicament we’ve found ourselves
in is that you two folks are lying
to me, and I’m not a fella that
most folks wanna lie to. So I’m
gonna ask you again: Did you, or
did you not see a Werewolf take a
big bite out of that dead woman’s
neck the other night?
CRACKHEAD MAN
She wasn’t dead when he bit her.
She died after -JAMES
Hey,hey,heyy! Say, Carla, it looks
like someone’s finally talking...so
you did see a Werewolf last night.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(3)
12.
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
We never said anything about a
Werewolf -CRACKHEAD MAN
-- Yeah, we’re not crazy or
anything.
JAMES
Jackson, Chloe, listen: I’m about
to drop some information on your
asses, you might wanna listen up:
Werewolves are real. Now,
ordinarily, we don’t listen to
anything that people in your
particular state have to say. I
have a little rule of thumb when it
comes to people like you: "If they
actin’ a certain way, don’t trust
what they gotta say." The only
difference between you two and most
other crackheads I run into is that
you actually said something that
made some sense. When we saw the
bite out of the Pretty Lady’s neck,
the first thing my team and I
thought was "Werewolf." And when
Carla told me you guys said a
Werewolf did it: Best thing I heard
all day! Yes: you’re high. Yes: you
a little crazy. But earlier this
morning you told us something
surprisingly coherent, so please:
keep talking to us.
(to Carla)
Damn, normally these people are a
lot chattier than this.
CRACKHEAD MAN
-- Okay, we saw a Werewolf.
JAMES
There We Go!
(back to two-way mirror)
You guys hear that?
Two taps on the window.
JAMES
Fan-Tastic! Now that we’ve got that
outta the way, is there anything
else you’d like to tell us? Maybe
what he looked like? How you guys
know him?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(4)
13.
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
-- We want a lawyer.
CARLA
Hey, you’re not in trouble here. We
don’t want to get you guys in
trouble, if you’d just cooperate -CRACKHEAD MAN
WE WANT A FUCKING LAWYER.
JAMES
GOD DAMNIT!
CUT TO:
INT. OUTSIDE INTERROGATION ROOM - MOMENTS LATER
James barges out with Carla close behind. They shut the
door. Mike and Dave stand outside waiting for them.
CARLA
At least we got a confirmation that
it was a Werewolf that killed the
woman in the alley.
MIKE
Don’t be so sure about that
confirmation. These kids are still
high as a kite. Anything they say
we have to take with a grain of
salt.
DAVE
-- Plus, they’re not telling us
anything new.
(to James)
You said it yourself, James. The
first thing we all thought of when
we got to the scene was "Werewolf."
These guys haven’t given us
anything we don’t know already.
MIKE
Dave’s right. We’ve got a lot more
work to do on these guys if we want
to get any solid info.
A POLICEMAN pokes his head around the corner.
POLICEMAN
We found Jane Doe’s sister. She
filed a missing persons report
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
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14.
POLICEMAN
about a month ago and she
identified the body a few minutes
ago. She’s in Room 2 if you guys
wanna see what you can get out of
her.
MIKE
Carla, you go talk to the sister.
James, Dave, see what more you can
get out of the Crackheads. I’ll be
out here.
James and Dave go into the room. Carla leaves to go talk to
the Sister.
CUT TO:
INT. INTERROGATION ROOM #2 - MOMENTS LATER
A distraught woman (CYNTHIA) sits at the table. Carla walks
in and sits down gently on the other side.
CARLA
Hi, I’m officer Martinez. You must
be Cynthia. I’m really sorry about
your sister, my team and I are
doing all we can to figure out who
did this okay?
CYNTHIA
Okay.
CARLA
Now your sister has been missing
for a few weeks now, am I correct?
CYNTHIA
Yes.
CARLA
When did you last see her?
CYNTHIA
She was in my apartment. She and
her boyfriend had just gotten in a
fight. She called me and I told her
it wasn’t safe there, that she
should come over to my place.
CARLA
And when did she leave?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(2)
15.
CYNTHIA
A couple hours later. I told her
that she should stay the night. She
said she wanted to go out, to get
drunk and forget about her
boyfriend, maybe get laid. I told
her not to, but she went anyway.
CARLA
Why didn’t you go with her?
CYNTHIA
She’s a big girl. She was always
the stronger one, more independent.
And this wasn’t the first time she
went off to go get drunk and laid,
so I figured she’d make it back
okay...
(starting to cry now)
What happened to her?
CARLA
That’s what my team and I are
trying to figure out.
CYNTHIA
But what happened? Was she raped?
Was she stabbed, was she shot, what
happened to my baby sister...?
(really crying now)
What happened to Vicki?
CARLA
That’s confidential
information...I’m sorry.
Cynthia sobs uncontrollably. Carla gets up and walks over to
console her.
CUT TO:
INT. INTERROGATION ROOM #1 - THAT MOMENT
James is standing up, pacing furiously around the room. Dave
has his hands on the table, leaves rolled up, doing
business.
DAVE
I’m going to ask you for the last
goddamn time: Who’s the Werewolf
you saw kill the lady last night?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(2)
16.
CRACKHEAD MAN
We Want A Fucking Lawyer.
JAMES
That’s it motha’ fucka -James pulls out a gun and pushes it up against the Man’s
temple. The Woman starts to scream without stopping.
JAMES
I AIN’T MESSIN’ AROUND, MAN. THEY
AIN’T GOT NO LAWYERS IN HEAVEN, SO
YOU TELL US WHO YOU SAW -- WE KNOW
YOU KNOW.
Mike busts in.
MIKE
Jesus Christ James, calm down! Go
outside. Get the fuck outside and
think about what you’ve done.
James starts to exit.
MIKE
And give me your badge and your gun
while you’re at it.
JAMES
...what -- ?
MIKE
Nah, I’m just fuckin’ with you, get
the hell out of here.
James reluctantly exits. Mike sits down.
MIKE
Now. Please, for the love of
sanity, who is this guy?
CRACKHEAD MAN
Why should we tell you? You won’t
believe us anyway.
MIKE
And why wouldn’t I believe you?
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
’Cause we’re Crackheads, that’s
why.
(CONTINUED)
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17.
MIKE
Well that doesn’t seem fair, now
does it? Here at our little
station, I like to believe that
everyone gets a voice, and that
everyone should be able to say what
they like freely. So: You can just
come right out and say it, no
judgement here.
CRACKHEAD MAN
Are you gonna give us our lawyer or
not?
MIKE
Your lawyer is on her way. But if
you wait for your lawyer, we won’t
get the information we need, and if
we don’t get the information we
need then this guy’s gonna stay on
the streets. You don’t want
that...do you?
CRACKHEAD MAN
His name is Kyle.
MIKE
Kyle what?
CRACKHEAD MAN
I don’t know his last name.
MIKE
How do you guys know him.
CRACKHEAD MAN
(cautiously)
No reason.
MIKE
Are you afraid of Kyle?
HOLD. No movement.
MIKE
The sooner we get him off the
streets -CRACKHEAD WOMAN
He’s our dealer.
(CONTINUED)
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18.
MIKE
Ahhh...parfait! Great. Was that so
hard?
CRACKHEAD MAN
More than you know.
MIKE
Hey: I know a lot more than you
think I know. You guys are free to
go.
Mike gets up and winks at them. He turns around to leave.
CRACKHEAD MAN
We don’t wanna go.
Mike pauses.
MIKE
Excuse me?
CRACKHEAD MAN
We wanna stay here, we want our
lawyer.
MIKE
Why do you want a lawyer, we don’t
need you guys anymore.
Silence. Mike gets closer.
MIKE
Who is this guy? What did he do to
you?
Nothing. Then;
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
We want our lawyer now...please.
Mike and Dave look at each other.
CUT TO:
EXT. DANK ALLEYWAY - CRIME SCENE - LATER
Mike and Dave walk underneath the caution tape. A team of
FORENSICS EXPERTS take photos of objects with flags near
them - blood, a purse, more blood. Mike and Dave walk over
to HEWITT with a Q-Tip and a vile, swabbing at the ground.
(CONTINUED)
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19.
DAVE
Hey Hewitt.
Hewitt doesn’t answer him.
DAVE
Hewitt.
Still nothing.
DAVE
Hey Hewitt, what have ya got?
Silence.
MIKE
Got anything?
HEWITT
Yes. I do. This.
(holds up vile)
Werewolf hair. Our perp.
MIKE
Great job, Hewitt. Run it through
the lab and make sure this gets
back to me and my team.
HEWITT
Will do boss.
Mike and Dave leave him.
DAVE
Why does everyone call you "boss?"
MIKE
’Cause I’m the boss.
DAVE
And what made you the boss? I know
you’re good at what you do and all,
but how do you get to a position
like that? Who’s dick do I have to
suck to get some respect around
here?
MIKE
Fifteen years, kid.
DAVE
Fifteen?
(CONTINUED)
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20.
MIKE
Fifteen.
DAVE
Man. Bummer.
They linger for a bit, looking casually around at the scene.
CUT TO:
INT. PRECINCT - NEXT DAY
Mike sits at his desk. Carla sits on it while James stands
next to it. Dave enters with a file folder. Lab Results.
DAVE
There back. Looks like those
tweakers weren’t just stoned after
all. Results came back positive for
a Mr. Kyle Wolfman. Cool name.
JAMES
Wolfman-- isn’t that that rich dude
who’s always giving money to the
homeless, or some shit?
DAVE
Apparently he gives more than just
money to ’em. Says here he’s been
in for possession and distribution
of illegal narcotics.
He pulls out a photo from the file and throws it down on
Mike’s desk. The photo is of KYLE, smiling arrogantly in a
few mugshot angles.
MIKE
Looks like he’s our guy.
CARLA
Great. I’ll go pick up a warrant
for his arrest.
DAVE
Slow down butter-cup -CARLA
-- Eat me -DAVE
-- It’s not gonna be easy getting
this guy to confess to anything.
Every since he got out of prison
(CONTINUED)
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(2)
21.
DAVE
he’s been cleaning up like nobody’s
business. Everyone loves this dude.
Jury’s especially. We’ve got to be
careful at how we go about this.
Don’t want to jump the gun without
proper evidence first -CARLA
What do you mean "proper evidence."
We found this dude’s fur at the
scene, he’s toast.
DAVE
Yeah, well he also plays golf with
the commissioner every Friday
afternoon. He’s not going to be too
pleased when we slam this on his
desk.
JAMES
So what are we supposed to do?
MIKE
We can try to catch him selling
again.
CARLA
Is he still into that shit?
DAVE
Where do you think those tweaks get
their rock? We could use ’em to get
us close to Kyle and book him for
intent to distribute again. Arrest
him then. Convince the commissioner
by catching this asshole
red-handed.
MIKE
Remember, you guys, we don’t want
this going to trial. If you think
the commissioner likes him, wait
’til you see how the Jury treats
the son of a bitch. James: See what
you can do about locating the
couple. Carla: you come with me to
talk with this Wolfman guy face to
face. We’re gonna need a better
idea of what we’re dealing with.
(CONTINUED)
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22.
DAVE
What do you want me to do?
MIKE
I dunno, Dave. Just keep your dick
in your pants.
DAVE
Will do, boss.
Mike winks at him.
CUT TO:
EXT. STREET CORNER - LATER
The CRACKHEADS walk quickly and cautiously around the corner
of a building, looking around suspiciously.
CRACKHEAD MAN
I can’t believe those mother
fuckers kicked us out like that.
You know, that’s just cruel, man.
Shoving us out on the street when
we’re running from a fucking
monster. And in the fucking snow.
Fuck!
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
Calm down, Jackson. Don’t draw any
attention to us. Let’s just get
some place safe -They walk around another corner. The Woman screams when they
bump into James.
JAMES
Shit, girl, calm down, calm down.
It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s just me.
CRACKHEAD MAN
That’s not exactly reassuring,
asshole.
JAMES
You guys still running from your
dealer?
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
Hell yeah we’re running from Kyle,
unless you guys caught him already.
(CONTINUED)
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23.
JAMES
That’s the thing: We’re gonna need
your guys’s help catching the son
of a bitch. Now can you do that for
me?
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
What do you want us to do?
JAMES
I need you guys to find him and buy
some rock -CRACKHEAD MAN
Heeellll no man. No. Hell fuckin’
no, we’re not getting any closer to
that asshole.
JAMES
Why are y’all so scared of this cat
anyway?
Pause.
CRACKHEAD MAN
We stole a kilo off him.
JAMES
That damp shit we found at the
crime scene? You snubbed it off his
ass?
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
Yeah. And he’s pissed.
JAMES
Shit...okay...okay we can work with
this. Maybe this guy’s looking for
you.
The Man flips his shit.
CRACKHEAD MAN
WHAT? NO. Oh no, oh no,no,no I
don’t wanna die, he’s gonna eat me
like he ate that lady, he’s gonna
fuckin’ rip my throat out -JAMES
Get yo’ shit togetha’ man. No one’s
gonna rip no one’s throat out.
We’ll set up all our guys to watch
you. You’ll be safe as long as you
don’t try any thing stupid, got it?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(3)
24.
CRACKHEAD MAN
I can’t do it, man, I can’t do it
-CRACKHEAD WOMAN
How much?
JAMES
The fuck you mean, "how much."
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
How much money will ya give us if
we let you make us your bait.
JAMES
Damn woman -- nothin’, that’s what
we’ll give you, and you’ll like it
if y’all want yo’ crack-ass’s to
live another day and outta jail.
Now will you do it, or do you wanna
get your throat ripped outta yo’
neck.
The Man flips his shit again.
JAMES
My neck -- not my neck -CRACKHEAD WOMAN
-- Okay. Fine. But don’t go on
arresting us or something cheap
like that.
JAMES
No, y’all fine if you’re helpin’ us
out. We won’t touch you until you
do something’ real stupid. I’ll
keep in touch.
James starts walking away.
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
(yelling ahead)
How?
CRACKHEAD MAN
I found you, didn’t I?
He exits. She bends down to console the Man.
CUT TO:
25.
EXT. KYLE’S MANSION - LATER
Mike and Carla step out of the car and walk up the long
walkway to the door.
CARLA
Shit, this guy’s loaded. How the
hell’d he get all this money?
MIKE
He’s a drug dealer, Carla.
CARLA
I haven’t seen any dealers with
this kind of cash.
MIKE
That’s ’cause there aren’t too many
of his kind around these parts.
Just one per couple of cities or
so.
CARLA
Damn. How’d we end up so lucky that
we’d have our very own
kingpin-werewolf in our backyard?
What is that, one in a million?
MIKE
More.
Mike knocks on the door. Kyle opens with an arrogant smile:
the same one from his mugshots. They flash their badges.
KYLE
Can I help you?
CARLA
I believe you can. Are you Kyle
Wolfman?
KYLE
Why, yes I am. What is this about,
officers?
MIKE
Detectives.
KYLE
Oh, I’m sorry. My mistake. Won’t
you come in?
Mike and Carla look at each other nervously. They walk in.
26.
CUT TO:
INT. KYLE’S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - THAT MOMENT
They walk into a beautifully furnished living room. Original
paintings, large flat-screens, priceless furniture.
MIKE
Quite a nice place you’ve got here.
What is it that you say you do
again?
KYLE
I didn’t.
MIKE
Ah.
KYLE
Please, officers: Sit down. Make
yourselves comfortable.
CARLA
Detectives.
KYLE
What was that?
He sits down across from them pouring some tea. Smiling.
What an asshole.
MIKE
We understand you’re quite the
Philanthropist, Mr. Wolfman.
KYLE
Yes I am. My charity work is
something I am very proud of. And
please, call me Kyle. Mr. Wolfman
was my father -CARLA
Mr. Wolfman, do you know why we’re
here? -KYLE
-- It’s "Kyle" -MIKE
-- Mr. Wolfman, there was a murder
two nights ago in the alley on the
corner of Fifth and Pine. We came
over here today to ask you whether
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(2)
27.
MIKE
you had any information regarding
this murder?
KYLE
No, I haven’t heard a thing.
CARLA
A young lady was found lying dead
against one of the alley walls with
a bite taken out of her neck. I
believe she was a Miss Vicki
Chandler? Name ring any bell?
KYLE
Ah, yes. Vicki is an old friend of
mine. Such a shame. Very pretty
girl.
(smugly)
Not too bad in bed either -CARLA
We have reason to believe you were
in the area while the crime was
taking place, Mr. Wolfman.
KYLE
Really, I do insist you call me by
my first name, because, as I’ve
said before, Mr. Wolfman was my
father --- Mike gets a text from James. It reads:
TEXT: "Crck hds r a go. Wait 4 Kyle 2 find them." -MIKE
-- Mr. Wolfman, a young couple who
have a bit of a drug problem -- I
believe their names are Jackson and
Chloe Griffin -- told us they had
some some pretty damning evidence
that puts you at the scene of the
crime.
Carla glances nervously at Mike. Mike winks at her. Kyle is
quietly offended.
MIKE
Are you familiar with the young Mr.
and Mrs. Griffin, Mr. Wolfman?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(3)
28.
KYLE
(speaking through his teeth)
No. No I am not.
CARLA
What is it that you say you do, Mr.
Wolfman?
He quickly stands up. Carla and Mike follow suit.
KYLE
Well, it was nice having you two
over, but I am afraid I am quite
busy at the moment.
MIKE
Got some errands to run, Mr.
Wolfman? -KYLE
-- Please, officer, my name is Kyle
-MIKE
-- Detective, Mr. Wolfman. Goodbye
Mr. Wolfman.
The detectives exit.
CUT TO:
EXT. KYLE’S MANSION - MOMENTS LATER
They walk down the steps towards the car, smiling.
CARLA
I don’t care what the guys down at
the station think: I like him.
MIKE
I find him to be rather charming,
don’t you think:
CARLA
Very charming, indeed.
They continue to smile smugly as they get closer to the car.
CUT TO:
29.
EXT. DANK ALLEYWAY - DUSK
A TECHNICIAN tapes a small microphone to The Crackhead Man’s
chest. The Crackhead Woman fiddles with the mic behind her
t-shirt. Both the Crackheads have small buds in their ears.
They fiddle with those two.
TECHNICIAN
Stop that.
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
It itches.
TECHNICIAN
Stop it, they can hear the
scratching from the receiver in the
van. Hey, and those things aren’t
cheap.
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
Neither is my life, asshole.
CUT TO:
INT. UNDERCOVER VAN - THAT MOMENT
Mike sits in the drivers seat, James sits shotgun, both of
them wearing headphones. They take them off once they hear
the scratching.
JAMES
What is that shit.
MIKE
The girl’s scratching at the mic.
JAMES
Tell her to stop.
MIKE
(speaking into microphone)
Hey, Chloe. Cut that out, will ya?
CRACKHEAD WOMAN (OC)
(over phones)
It itches.
JAMES
I don’t care if it itches, cut that
shit out.
The scratching stops.
CUT TO:
30.
INT. UNDERCOVER VAN - BACK - THAT MOMENT
Carla and Dave sit in the back of the van wearing
headphones. Soon, the doors open and the technician jumps
in.
TECHNICIAN
Carla. Dave.
Carla point to a monitor sitting next to them that’s buzzing
static.
CARLA
Are we going to get a feed through
this?
TECHNICIAN
Yep. Just as soon as Mike turns on
the camera, we should be getting
those two love-bird’s beautiful
faces in full high-def.
CARLA
Lovely.
CUT TO:
INT. UNDERCOVER VAN - THAT MOMENT
Mike pulls out a small camcorder. He opens it up and starts
recording. He zooms in.
CUT TO:
INT. UNDERCOVER VAN - THAT MOMENT
ANGLE, MONITOR SCREEN.
The camera zooms in on the Crackheads. They look nervous.
ANGLE, MIKE.
CAMERA dollies in on Mike as he zooms in closer.
ANGLE, MONITOR SCREEN.
CAMERA WHIPS TO car pulling up next to Crackheads. Kyle
steps out and heads towards them carrying a gun.
MIKE
That’s him.
Mike knocks twice on the wall behind him.
31.
INT. UNDERCOVER VAN - BACK - THAT MOMENT
James, Carla and the Technician look up when they hear the
knocks. They take off their headphones.
DAVE
That’s our signal.
They get out. The technician stays and continues to listen.
CUT TO:
ANGLE, MIKE.
Talking into radio.
MIKE
We got him. You fellas can come out
now.
EXT. STREET CORNER - THAT MOMENT
They exit the van and rush over to Kyle and the Crackheads.
Kyle drops the gun and puts his hands up.
KYLE
Ahhh, you caught me! Nice to see
you again, Officer.
Three squad cars pull up, surrounding them. Carla cuffs
Kyle.
CARLA
It’s Detective, mother fucker. You
call me "officer" again and I blow
your brains out all over the
street.
KYLE
Duly noted, Miss Detective.
She shoves him in the squad car, he hits his head on the
frame.
CARLA
Watch your head.
CUT TO:
32.
INT. COMMISSIONERS OFFICE - LATER
Mike, Carla, Dave and the COMMISSIONER sit in front of a
projector that’s playing the video they just shot of Kyle
getting busted.
ANGLE, PROJECTION SCREEN.
RE:SHOT OF KYLE GETTING OUT OF HIS CAR WITH GUN.
COMMISSIONER
God damnit, I liked that guy.
MIKE
Charming, isn’t he?
COMMISSIONER
Well, bring him in, I guess. Take
him to room 2 for questioning.
DAVE
Already got James in there tearing
him a new one.
COMMISSIONER
Good. Good. Great work, you guys.
The team exits.
CUT TO:
INT. OUTSIDE INTERROGATION ROOM - MOMENTS LATER
Mike, Carla and Dave walk up to the one-way mirror and watch
James go to work. He’s tearing Kyle a new one, alright. Kyle
isn’t flinching.
CUT TO:
INT. INTERROGATION ROOM #2 - THAT MOMENT
James leans over the table, right in Kyle’s face.
JAMES
We caught you motha’ fucka’. Ain’t
no getting out of this one. We
caught you tryin’ to take out those
crackheads, we got the crackheads
to talk and say it was you who
killed Vicki Chandler -- that’s
witness testimony -- and to top it
all off we found some of your dog
fur at the scene of the crime --
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(2)
33.
KYLE
-- Dog fur?
JAMES
You know goddamn well what I mean:
Yeah. We know you’re a Werewolf,
Kyle.
KYLE
(cooly)
Werewolf, huh? I thought Werewolves
weren’t real.
JAMES
Oh...okay...I see what you’re
doin’. And I have to admit, it’s
pretty ballsy for a guy who’s about
to pay. Although I guess it makes
sense as a last-ditch effort from a
man-wolf who’s got nothing to lose.
KYLE
We’ll discuss this more when my
lawyer gets here.
CUT TO:
INT. OUTSIDE INTERROGATION ROOM - THAT MOMENT
Carla, Mika and Dave turn their heads from the one-way
mirror when they see Kyle’s LAWYER walk up.
DAVE
Excuse me, can we help you?
LAWYER
Yes, I’m here to see my client now.
The Lawyer walks into the room.
CUT TO:
INT. INTERROGATION ROOM #2 - THAT MOMENT
The Lawyer walks in and sits down next to Kyle who smiles
arrogantly. It says, "I win."
LAWYER
Sit down, please, won’t you,
detective?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(2)
34.
JAMES
I think I’ll stand, thank you very
much.
LAWYER
Suit yourself.
The Lawyer leans over and whispers something into Kyle’s
ear.
JAMES
Fine. I see how these things go.
The Lawyer comes in, whispers to
his client, telling him to plead
the fifth, and then they wait until
I tire myself out...okay...I can
play this game too.
James sits down. Stares back at them for a while.
JAMES
You gonna tell me what you were
doing the night Miss Chandler died,
Mr. Wolf-Man?
No response.
JAMES
Mr. Wolfman, are you a Werewolf?
.....
JAMES
(trying to scare them)
DID YOU KILL VICKI CHANDLER?
No movement. Not even a flinch. James leans back and wipes
his forehead with a handkerchief.
JAMES
Damn.....
The Lawyer backs up his brief case, stands up and offers his
hand to James.
LAWYER
I guess we’ll be seeing you in
court, then.
James doesn’t shake. The Lawyer leaves, and Kyle gets up to
follow.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(3)
35.
JAMES
-- uh-uh, jack-ass. You stay right
where you are. You’re stayin’ here
tonight.
CUT TO:
INT. OUTSIDE INTERROGATION ROOM - MOMENTS LATER
The Lawyer steps out. Mike, Dave and Carla are still there.
They turn to him.
LAWYER
You all should know that we plan to
fight this in court. My client is
very well respected, and he has
tested beautifully in front of a
Jury of his peers the last few
times he’s gotten himself in a bit
of trouble. Consider yourselves
warned.
He exits.
CARLA
That son of a bitch. This monster’s
goin’ free just because we couldn’t
prove he’s a fucking Werewolf.
How’s our prosecuting attorney?
DAVE
The new guy? Terrible. All this
station could afford.
James enters.
MIKE
I wish people would pay their damn
taxes.
JAMES
We gotta take this guy out.
DAVE
Yeah, no shit.
CARLA
Well what do we do now?
DAVE
I could be the prosecutor.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(2)
36.
CARLA
Is that legal?
DAVE
Sure it is. I still got my license.
MIKE
You think you can knock him down?
DAVE
I’ll see what I can do.
MIKE
Well it’s the best shot we’ve got
to get this son of a bitch off the
street. For good hopefully.
Werewolves don’t get light
sentences.
He exits. The rest follow.
CUT TO:
INT. DAVE’S HOUSE - OFFICE - NIGHT
Dave sits over law documents and books scattered over his
desk. His wife sneaks up behind him and puts her arms around
his neck. She kisses his head.
DAVE’S WIFE
Come to bed, honey. It’s getting
late.
DAVE
I know, I’ll be there in a bit.
DAVE’S WIFE
Good luck tomorrow.
Dave turns around and kisses her goodnight. She exits.
CUT TO:
INT. COURTROOM - DAY
Normal court setting. JUDGE at podium, the team sits at one
side (Dave at end closest to judge) while the Kyle sits at
the other. The Lawyer is standing up in front of the JURY,
reciting his opening statement.
LAWYER
Ladies and Gentlemen of the Jury: I
would like you to take a look at my
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(2)
37.
LAWYER
client, and tell me you don’t see
the face of an innocent man. You
know him well as Kyle Wolfman, the
generous Philanthropist who has
helped clean up our streets, feed
the homeless and visit the sick,
all at the expense of his own
penny. He does all of this out of
the goodness of his heart. There is
no malicious bone in the great
man’s body. If there were, then I
can assure you this great city of
ours would run rampant with more
crime than the city of Detroit.
He and the Jury laugh.
JAMES
(whispering to Carla)
That’s messed up.
Carla silently nods.
LAWYER
Ladies and Gentlemen of the Jury: I
urge you today to make the right
decision. Whatever fabricated
evidence is brought up against my
client, I ask you to see through
it, and see the man that sits
before you today. The great,
innocent man that has
single-handedly made this good city
into a great one. Thank you, your
honor.
The Lawyer sits down.
JUDGE
Thank you, Mr. Thomson. Mr.
Simmons, your opening statement?
DAVE
I have not have an opening
statement, your honor.
CARLA
(whispering to Mike)
What the fuck is he doing?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(3)
38.
MIKE
(whispering)
I don’t know. It better be good.
JUDGE
Oh? That’s very odd, Mr. Simmons.
Are you sure?
DAVE
Yes, your honor.
JUDGE
Very well. I’ll allow it.
DAVE
Your honor, if it pleases the Jury,
I would like to call a witness to
the stand instead.
JUDGE
Proceed.
DAVE
Thank you, your honor.
Dave motions behind him with his hand. The Crackheads get
and approach the stand.
DAVE
Actually, your honor, would it be
alright if I call two witnesses to
the stand?
JUDGE
Why not?
DAVE
Thank you -LAWYER
-- Objection, your honor -JUDGE
Overruled. Proceed.
The BAILIFF approaches the stand and has the Crackheads
swear the oath. They sit together at the stand.
DAVE
Can you each state your names for
the Jury.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(4)
39.
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
I’m Chloe.
CRACKHEAD MAN
(raises his hand)
Jackson.
DAVE
Last names, please?
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
Griffin.
CRACKHEAD MAN
Griffin -- I’m Griffin also.
DAVE
Mr. and Mrs. Griffin, can you tell
the Jury what you saw the night
Miss Chandler died in that alley
way?
CRACKHEAD MAN
Yeah, uh, we saw Kyle over there
turn into a Werewolf and bite that
chick’s neck off.
DAVE
Is this also what you saw, Mrs.
Griffin?
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
Yeah -- yes. Yes it is.
LAWYER
Your honor, that’s just ridiculous
-JUDGE
Overruled. Sit back down, please.
Anything else, Mr. Simmons?
DAVE
I think that’s it for now, your
honor.
Dave sits down. Carla immediately leans over to ask him;
CARLA
(whispers)
What the fuck is this "no opening
statement" bullshit? What about all
the evidence? The hair? What about
the hair?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(5)
40.
DAVE
(whispers)
We don’t need it.
CARLA
(whispers)
What do you mean we don’t fucking
need it?
JUDGE
Is there a problem, Mr. Simmons?
DAVE
No, your honor.
JUDGE
Very well. Mr. Thomson, you may
call your witness.
LAWYER
Thank you, your honor. If you don’t
mind, your honor, and if it pleases
the Jury, I would also like to call
two witnesses up to the stand. Mr.
and Mrs. Griffin, you may come up
now.
Dave and the team look up at the Crackheads in disbelief.
They look back at them and shrug. The Bailiff comes back up
and has them recite their oath again. They sit.
LAWYER
For the sake of the Jury, will you
each kindly repeat your names,
please.
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
Chloe. Chloe Griffin.
CRACKHEAD MAN
(raising hand)
Jackson Griffin.
LAWYER
Thank you, Mr. and Mrs. Griffin. I
only have a couple of questions for
you today that should be sufficient
enough evidence to prove my client
is innocent, and the first question
is this: Are either of you under
the influence of any narcotics at
this present moment?
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(6)
41.
The Crackhead’s eyes widen in panic. The team can’t believe
it.
LAWYER
It’s okay. Remember our deal? Mr.
Wolfman -- I mean, Kyle offered to
pay for your treatment if you tell
the truth here -He winks at the Jury.
DAVE
-- Objection your honor, that’s
bribery -JUDGE
-- I’ll allow it.
DAVE
What?
JUDGE
Sit down please, Mr. Simmons.
Dave sits down.
CRACKHEAD WOMAN
Yes. Yes we are.
MIKE
(under his breath)
That son of a bitch.
LAWYER
And were you under the influence of
narcotics when you saw my client,
quote-unquote, "turn into a
Werewolf?"
CRACKHEAD MAN
Yes, your honor -- I mean sir, yes
sir.
LAWYER
Thank you Mr. and Mrs. Griffin,
that is all.
(to Jury)
You see, ladies and gentlemen of
the Jury: Drugs have a nasty habit
of playing with the mind...making
you see things that aren’t really
there, causing you to lie to
authorities for no other reason
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(7)
42.
LAWYER
than the fact that you’re stoned
out of your wits. My client here is
obviously not a Werewolf. In fact,
he doesn’t even look like a
Werewolf --- Dave gets an idea;
DAVE
Your honor, I would like to call up
another witness, if you’ll allow
it.
JUDGE
Mr. Thomson, are you finished.
LAWYER
Yes, your honor.
DAVE
Okay, bring them up.
The Crackheads return to their seat.
DAVE
I would like to call my associate,
Detective James Adams, to the
stand.
James looks up at Dave, unsure and surprised. Dave winks.
James walks up to the stand, swears the oath, and takes his
seat.
DAVE
Can you please state your name for
the lovely people of the Jury?
JAMES
Detective James Adams.
DAVE
Thank you, Detective. Can you
please explain to the Jury the
Werewolf case you were assigned
twenty years ago in the winter of
1995?
JAMES
(smiling slyly)
Why yes. Yes I can. There was this
man -- a suspected Werewolf -- who
transformed when the moon wasn’t
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(8)
43.
JAMES
even full. Now some of you might be
asking yourselves: How the hell
does that happen? Apparently, a
Werewolf doesn’t actually need the
light of a full moon to set them
off. All he needs is a light -normally blue -- that makes the
beast think it’s under moon light.
This man in the winter or ’95
transformed under a waning crescent
moon because of the blue Christmas
lights hanging outside his house.
Killed his entire family. Shot with
a silver bullet a year later.
DAVE
Thank you James.
DAVE
Now why did I have my colleague
tell you this story? Allow me to
show you.
Dave walks up to where Kyle is sitting. Kyle positions
himself in the defensive.
DAVE
Do you have a smart phone on you,
Mr. Wolfman?
KYLE
No.
DAVE
That’s alright, because I do. I
have this app that lets me turn my
screen into any color I want.
(takes out phone)
I think I’ll try blue.
Kyle stares at him intensely.
DAVE
Now, ladies and gentlemen of the
Jury, watch carefully...
Dave move his phone closer and closer to Kyle’s face. Kyle
is sweating now, breathing heavier and heavier until his
eyes start glowing yellow, and then;
His teeth turn into fangs, and he lunges at Dave. Dave
narrowly misses. The Jury gasps. Kyle turns back. Still
sweating, breathing heavily.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(9)
44.
DAVE
Your honor...that is all.
Dave walks back to his table. His team congratulating him.
He did it.
CUT TO:
INT. DAVE’S HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - LATER
Dave enter the house. Philip comes running up. Dave picks
him up and gives him a huge hug.
PHILIP
Did you catch a Werewolf today,
daddy?
DAVE
I did. I did.
PHILIP
I love you, daddy.
DAVE
I love you too, buddy.
FADE TO:
INT. PRECINCT - LATER - NIGHT
Mike sits at his desk, contemplating the day. Carla walks
past with her coat over one arm. She smiles when she sees
him.
CARLA
Another creature off the streets,
eh boss?
MIKE
(smiling to himself)
Yeah...you know we’re gonna have to
do this again tomorrow, right?
Kinda makes you wonder...
CARLA
About what?
MIKE
What spawn of Satan put all of this
in motion. What made those messed
up things we bring to justice every
week. The things that go bump in
the night?...It’s like we’re just
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED:
(2)
45.
MIKE
little marionettes, playing his
sadistic game.
(looks slyly at her)
And I wouldn’t change a thing.
CARLA
Neither would I.
She exits.
FADE TO BLACK.
THE END.