The Golden Goose/Transcript

*“This place - I don’t want it to be the mall all over again but -- if it can create the feeling of happiness and safety that the mall did in everyone even for a week - it’s enough for me.”* *—Jacob*

**Starring:**

Emilia Clarke as KATE BLOODSTONE

Anson Mount as MARCUS DOWNES

David Emge as ALDUS PAXTON

Robert Pattinson as WILLIAM REYNES

Stephen Gevedon as DEAN HOWARDS

Jon Hamm as JON MATTHEWS

Robin Lord Taylor as EDWARD REMAR

Kenneth Branagh as CLYDE ROLLINS

Ben Mendelsohn as BENJAMIN TAYLOR

Anthony Ingruber as JACOB FELDMAN

Dave Fennoy as DAMERAE BADRICK

**Also Starring**

Thandiwe Newton as ANGELA JAEGAR

Anthony Carrigan as ROBIN CLARKE

Drew Powell as TEDDY POWELL

**Guest Starring**

Paul Rudd as SOLOMON REED

Taron Egerton as MIKE SIMPSON

Tom Holland as LLOYD WALLER

Chadwick Boseman as BRUCE BOSEMAN

Alexander Siddig as MARTYN FORD

Michael Keaton as CURTIS VAN HORN

Samuel L. Jackson as DERRICK WILLIAMS

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**Scene #1**

**WAREHOUSE**

A fist slams into DEAN HOWARDS’s face, a crack being heard. DERRICK WILLIAMS grabs Dean by the neck, left-hooking him in the face. His head swings to the side, dangling, blood trickling down his face and onto the floor below. He gurgles, trying to breathe.

***Dean:*** *PL-- PLEASE-- I--*

Derrick grins, punching him square in the nose. Nearby, DAMERAE BADRICK calmly peels a banana whilst sitting at a table.

***Badrick:*** *I miss the hot weather in the Caribbean. My boys over there are good…*

Badrick holds the banana towards Dean, showing him.

***Badrick:*** *Look at this… Fresh fruit.*

Dean gasps for air, trying to lift his head, but being physically unable to. Badrick stands, grabbing a bowl of fruit from off the table. He steps past Derrick, kneeling in front of Dean, holding up the bowl to him.

***Badrick:*** *Take an apple, a banana, anything. Perhaps a pear. You must be hungry. Do not let this offer go to waste.*

Blood dripping from his mouth, Dean looks down at the fruit. He groans in pain, lifting his head every so slightly to see Badrick. He stares at the man, trying to figure out who he is.

***Badrick:*** *Well? I’m offering you fresh fruit, who would decline fresh fruit?*

His hand shaking, Dean reaches forward, but just as he grabs the bowl, Badrick stands up, taking it away from him.

***Badrick:*** *Derrick, would you like one?*

Dean reaches his hand up to the bowl, but Badrick slaps it away.

***Badrick:*** *Don’t be rude. Derrick, hoist our guest onto the chair.*

Derrick grabs an apple, taking a bite out of it, as he grabs Dean with his other hand, lifting him up onto a chair at the table. Badrick sets the fruit bowl back onto the table, as he sits down across Dean.

***Badrick:*** *Oh-- how rude of me. This is Derrick. A truly loyal man of mine.*

Dean blinks, looking around the room, glancing up at Derrick, who’s angrily staring down at him. He takes another bite of his apple, while Badrick takes a bite out of his banana.

***Badrick:*** *You know - every time I take a bite of this fine fruit, I realize that I want to go home. Imagine… Lounging on the beach in all of this. Not a care in the world. The sun shining brightly. What a lovely retreat. So…*

Badrick leans forward, taking hold of Dean’s chin, forcing him to look at him. Finally, Dean recognizes who the man sitting across from him is.

***Badrick:*** *Tell me where your friends have gone.*

***Dean: (Quiet, beaten voice)*** *Never…*

***Badrick:*** *I have a team out looking for the old man, he won’t get away. An old man -- scared and alone out in the cold. Vulnerable.*

Dean zips his lips shut.

***Badrick:*** *I have a gift for you in that case, if you will not speak to me.*

Badrick lets go of Dean, reaching under the table to grab a bag. He slams it down in front of Dean.

***Badrick:*** *Open it.*

Dean, terrified, brings his hands up and opens the bag, shuddering. When he sees TEDDY POWELL’s severed head inside, he yells, shoving the bag away. He covers his face with his hands.

***Dean:*** *No, no, no, no, no, no…*

Badrick notices Dean’s missing middle finger.

***Badrick:*** *What happened to your finger? You appear to be short.*

***Dean:*** ***(Shaky, scared)*** *No, no, no, no, no, no--*

***Badrick:*** *Look at it, or I’ll remove the fingers you’re using to cover your eyes.*

***Dean:*** *No, no, please no-- I… No--*

***Badrick:*** *LOOK AT IT!*

***Dean:*** *NO!*

Badrick stands, pulling a knife out of his back pocket. He grabs Dean’s hand, slamming it onto the table. He presses the knife against one of his fingers.

***Dean:*** *AH-- NO, NO, NO -- PLEASE! OKAY -- OKAY!*

Derrick smiles, biting into his apple.

***Dean:*** *I’ve-- I-I-It’s… Mall… I- I know what you’re going to say--*

***Badrick:*** *…The mall…*

***Dean:*** *Yes, yes, it’s destroyed but-- but under -- und-under the mall there’s… We have a secret place, okay? I just… Please.*

***Badrick: (He smiles, then frowns)*** *Are you that much of a coward?*

***Dean:*** *Don’t-don’t hurt me--*

***Badrick:*** *A golden goose can still be a coward… I’ll tell you what… I’m going to take you there. And if you’re wrong… you’ll regret it. Derrick, ready the truck. Take this one with you.*

Badrick and Derrick toss their half eaten fruits into the trash can, as Derrick grabs Dean, practically throwing him to the ground, and then dragging him out of the room. Dean lets him do so without resisting, afraid to be beaten even more.

Outside, Derrick approaches the truck, dropping Dean, and then opening the back door. He lifts Dean up, and lets him roll into the backseat, the seats being stained with the blood covering Dean’s face. Reluctantly, Dean sits down, as Derrick starts up the truck.

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**Scene #2**

**WAREHOUSE - EARLY MORNING**

KATE BLOODSTONE, prone down, crawls away from the edge of the roof, looking back to MARCUS DOWNES and ALDUS PAXTON.

***Kate:*** *It looks like they are on the move.*

***Marcus:*** *You saw ours?*

***Kate:*** *I saw Dean* ***(She frowns)***. *Not Teddy or Jim.*

***Aldus:*** *Hope they’re alive…*

***Kate:*** *What now?*

***Marcus:*** *We drop into that warehouse and look for Teddy and Jim. Then we tail Dean’s truck.*

Kate looks back down over the edge of the roof, seeing DAMERAE BADRICK walking over to a truck. She slowly reaches for her pistol.

***Kate:*** *I… I see Badrick. We should just take our chance.*

***Marcus:*** *We’ll die trying. We want to save our friends, Kate. If we mess up -- we all die.*

Frowning, Kate watches as Badrick and a bunch of other Rastas climb into the truck and drive off. She sighs.

***Kate:*** *Let’s… get down into the warehouse…*

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**Scene #3**

**WAREHOUSE**

The front doors to the warehouse creek open, as MARCUS DOWNES slowly creeps inside, aiming his revolver. Once making sure that it’s empty, he gives the all clear to KATE BLOODSTONE and ALDUS PAXTON, who follow inside.

They quietly walk down a hallway, the conversation of two men growing louder.

***Marcus: (Whispering)*** *Alright -- seems there aren’t too many people home. That means Badrick’s struggling just as much as we are. He’s just… more angry.*

***Kate:*** *I wouldn’t say that… Just - unable to work out his priorities.*

***Marcus:*** *Aldus.*

***Aldus:*** *What?*

Marcus comes to a corner, and looks around it, spotting two men down the hall, in a heated argument about stealing food. Marcus draws his knife.

***Marcus:*** *We’ll each take one.*

Marcus watches as one of the Rastas slams the other into the wall in a rage.

***Marcus:*** *Now.*

Marcus and Aldus rush out and down the hall, getting the jump on the two Rastas, who are late to draw their weapons. Aldus swings his hatchet into the neck of one man, while Marcus stabs the other one also in his neck. Both men fall, dead.

***Aldus:*** *Clear?*

***Marcus:*** *Clear.*

***Aldus:*** *Good.*

Kate steps out from around the corner, walking down. Marcus signals for them to start clearing rooms, as he opens a door and walks into one. Kate passes by Aldus, who’s checking the bodies of the Rastas, and enters into Marcus’ room. Inside, Marcus is busy checking a cabinet. Kate approaches a table in the middle of the room with a half-open bag on it. Curious, she grabs the bag, looking into it. Horrified by what she sees, Kate stumbles back, gasping. She tears up, looking at the bag.

***Kate:*** *Oh my God.*

***Marcus:*** *Wha-- what is it, Kate?*

***Kate:*** *Don’t--*

She steps forward and closes the bag quickly, then turns around, hugging Marcus, crying. Aldus steps in, confused.

***Kate:*** *Teddy…*

***Aldus:*** *What?*

Marcus, frowning, mouths to Aldus to open the bag. Aldus steps over to the table, opening the bag slowly. He lays eyes on TEDDY POWELL’s severed head inside. He turns the bag to show Marcus, who grits his teeth in anger.

***Kate:*** *We’re going to kill them for this. We need to find Jim.*

Marcus nods, closing the bag.

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**Scene #4**

**WAREHOUSE**

MARCUS DOWNES emerges from one of the rooms, seeing KATE BLOODSTONE and ALDUS PAXTON walking down the hall.

***Kate:*** *I can’t find any sign of him.*

***Marcus:*** *Nor can I.*

Kate clenches her fists, looking at the floor.

***Marcus:*** *Hey-- this is a sign. If he’s not here - could be out there somewhere.*

***Kate:*** *And if he is we need to find him quickly.*

She angrily kicks a chair down the hall. Marcus slowly approaches, resting a hand on her shoulder.

***Marcus:*** *We need to stay level-headed if we want a chance of finding Jim. And we will… I say the best thing to do is tail that truck. Dean’s on it, we* ***know*** *that. We can still save him. Kill Badrick in the process.*

***Kate:*** *Yeah… we will. For Teddy.*

***Aldus:*** *Yep.*

Marcus nods, leading them both out of the warehouse to the winter weather outside. He approaches one of the spare cars, smashing open the window. He reaches in and unlocks it, then gets inside.

***Marcus:*** *I’ll do my best to get this thing started, then we’re getting our friends back* ***(He nods)***.

***Aldus:*** *I’ll watch our six.*

Aldus unslings his rifle, looking out into the woods.

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**Scene #5**

**WILLAMETTE HIGH SCHOOL - FOYER**

At the school, JACOB FELDMAN is sitting with LLOYD WALLER, finishing up a long conversation with him.

***Jacob:*** *I gave the rings to William. Had him dispose of them. I couldn’t hold onto that any longer.*

***Lloyd:*** *I’m… I’m real sorry to hear all of that, Mr. Feldman. It sounds rough…*

***Jacob:*** *It’s happened to the majority* ***(He sighs)***. *And please - just call me Jacob.*

Lloyd nods slowly.

***Jacob:*** *Things here - Bruce says it was terrible at the start.*

***Lloyd:*** *Yeah, yeah - it was… Wasn’t great. Principle Boseman has been protecting those of us that’re still here. We stayed -- put our trust in him. Everything around us was going to hell and… it wasn’t safe to leave. Most of our classmates, teachers-- well, it got the best of them.*

***Jacob:*** *I don’t want to imagine it. I was in a mall, I understand the chaos, trust me.*

Jacob nods, standing up.

***Lloyd:*** *It’s, uh… good to have you back with us, Mr. Feldman. Uh-- Jacob.*

***Jacob:*** *Yeah… glad I came back.*

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**Scene #6**

**WILLAMETTE NEIGHBOURHOOD - HOUSE**

BENJAMIN TAYLOR emerges into the living room, looking on at everyone.

***Benjamin:*** *Mike has found a safe route to the gas station, it’s a few blocks away. If we want any hope of filling that bus up - we’re all going to need to journey there. Take back as many cans as we can.*

***Solomon:*** *Alright.*

***Clyde:*** *Don’t mind me-- but what exactly is our plan here? I mean-- AFTER the bus is ready. We - circle around the town until we find and kill someone that we don’t know is even alive?*

***Benjamin:*** *Oh, he’s alive. Men like Badrick just refuse to die.*

***Clyde:*** *I never thought of it as a choice--*

***Robin:*** *Benny wants to go on a journey after he’s killed Badrick. That super secret mission.*

***Edward:*** *You’re acting as if you know what it is.*

***Robin:*** *That’s because I do. I was his bodyguard. Duh.*

***Edward:*** *So -- enlighten me.*

***Benjamin:*** *No. Not yet.* ***(To Robin)*** *See if you can zip it, save it for later.*

***Edward:*** *I’m sorry - is it going to be something discouraging to hear?*

***Benjamin:*** *You won’t just view me as a man who lost his daughter anymore.*

MIKE SIMPSON enters the room, looking on skeptically.

***Clyde:*** *Tut tut, it feels quite empty in here.*

***Robin:*** *Jared hasn’t even surfaced yet.*

***Solomon:*** *He’s alive somewhere.*

***Clyde:*** *I honestly wouldn’t be surprised if he’s dead up there. He’s out for the count. That man sleeps.*

EDWARD REMAR taps his cane off the floor.

***Edward:*** *And I honestly think we should just go without him. What benefit is he going to be at the gas station? He’ll crack a few jokes and stand around. We can get the fuel ourselves.*

***Robin:*** *Then what are we waiting for?* ***(He draws his pistols)***

***Benjamin:*** *Are you going to shoot out the windows?*

***Robin:*** *What--*

***Benjamin:*** *Why are you drawing your pistols so early?*

***Robin:*** *Eh-- effect. I’m used to it at this point, boss.*

***Benjamin:*** *Don’t call me that.*

***Robin:*** *Fine, Benny.*

ROBIN CLARKE smirks, walking past him, towards the front door.

***Robin:*** *It’s good to be back. It’s a shame Shane couldn’t be here with us!*

***Benjamin:*** *It’s a shame Sarah isn’t with us either. And that’s why you won’t fuck this up for us. We’re going to get this fuel, so all those who wronged her can pay.*

***Robin:*** *For the road trip, yeah. Yeahhh…*

***Edward:*** *You’re both bickering like two toddlers, just shut up.* ***(To Mike)*** *You-- you know the way to the gas station?*

***Clyde:*** *Can toddlers bicker…?*

***Edward: (Staring at Mike)*** *Yes or no?*

***Benjamin:*** *I already said yes. Mike isn’t much of a talker, he’s too busy being useful most of the time.*

***Edward:*** *Unlike the delusional freaks in this room around me, I am useful.*

***Clyde:*** *One of the freaks hasn’t even gotten up yet. Are we just going to leave him sleeping up there?*

***Edward:*** *Pfft - we can lock the doors. He’ll be fine.*

***Benjamin:*** *There. Settled.*

***Solomon:*** *Alright.*

Benjamin approaches the door.

***Clyde:*** *Oh -- we are going right now. Right. I knew that.*

CLYDE ROLLINS, SOLOMON REED, Mike and Edward make their way to the front door and step outside with the others.

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**Scene #7**

**WILLAMETTE NEIGHBOURHOOD - BACK LANE - MORNING**

CLYDE ROLLINS walks along the lane with the others, looking around.

***Clyde:*** *Aha - I love this… So peaceful. I was in a movie once, y’know.*

***Edward:*** *You don’t say…*

***Clyde:*** *I wasn’t finished, I wasn’t finished. It was called The Back-Lane Boys. I take it you didn’t see that one.*

***Edward:*** *I didn’t see any of them.*

***Clyde:*** *And yet we’re best friends all the same.*

***Edward:*** *Wh-- best friends?*

Clyde grins, walking along happily.

***Solomon:*** *What do we do once we find your friends?*

***Edward:*** *I have no idea. It seems Benjamin has other plans with his little road trip.*

***Robin:*** *It’s actually quite a big road trip. Like a long one.*

***Edward:*** *Why the suspense? Why can’t we just know?*

***Robin:*** *Because when we tell you what it is, you’re gonna think it’s a joke. And Benjamin doesn’t know what a joke is, so he won’t appreciate it.*

BENJAMIN TAYLOR grits his teeth, glancing over his shoulder at ROBIN CLARKE.

***Benjamin:*** *How about we all walk in silence?*

***Robin:*** *What’s the fun in that? Are you afraid of drawing the dead ones? Sarah’s already gone, Benny.*

Benjamin halts, turning and striding over to Robin, punching him as hard as he can. Robin falls over, holding his jaw.

***Robin:*** *I’ll admit-- That was uncalled for… on my part.*

***Edward:*** *Yeah. It was uncalled for.*

***Solomon:*** *Well this is interesting…*

***Robin: (To Edward)*** *Settle down. When you hear about this little road trip, you might have less sympathy for the gullible little Benny.*

***Benjamin:*** *Enough of your shit! You’re a traitorous little rat and I’ll hear no more from you.*

***Robin:*** *You were leading our men to the slaughter.*

***Benjamin:*** *To kill the men who ripped my daughter and her final moments away from me.*

***Solomon:*** *You guys need group therapy if I’m being an honest fellow.*

***Clyde:*** *You know -- I agree. Let’s walk ahead, I’ll tell you all about my career.*

SOLOMON REED walks on with Clyde.

***Robin:*** *Your daughter’s death was inevitable, Benjamin. You were willing to let a lot more people die because of it. I want Badrick dead just as much as the next person, but you had lost your mind. Still have if you ask me.* ***(To Edward)*** *And you too. Both of you… You need to fix this. And Mike - you too. You’re all hunting for Badrick as if your own lives depend on it.*

Robin walks ahead.

***Edward: (Quietly)*** *They did before… And they easily could again.*

A little while later, the group arrives across the street from the gas station.

***Benjamin:*** *Here we are…*

***Clyde:*** *It’s -- infested?*

***Benjamin:*** *Means we’ll have to fight through them.*

***Mike:*** *Not for long* ***(He takes out his pistol)***.

***Robin:*** *And now… I can do it* ***(He draws both pistols)***.

Sighting, EDWARD REMAR heads across the street with the others.

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**Scene #8**

**WILLAMETTE NEIGHBOURHOOD - GAS STATION**

ROBIN CLARKE, MIKE SIMPSON and SOLOMON REED open fire on the horde of zombies at the gas station, dropping one after another. EDWARD REMAR walks to the side, approaching a zombie.

***Edward:*** *And now-- I demonstrate to you all - my new attachment.*

He lifts his cane up, revealing a small knife attached on the bottom that had been helping his cane dig into the snow while walking. He jabs his cane at the zombie, killing it.

***Solomon:*** *Kingsman, hm? Cool.*

***Clyde:*** *Maybe it’ll be -- beneficial to us to just load all the gas tanks into that truck over there--* ***(He points)***

***Robin:*** *I’ll get it started.*

***Benjamin:*** *Clyde, Solomon. Get a few tanks, begin to fill them and load them into the back of that truck.*

***Clyde:*** *That I can do!*

***Solomon:*** *Okay.*

Solomon and CLYDE ROLLINS rush off past the zombies, gathering and filling up gas cans, whilst Robin is busy hotwiring the truck. BENJAMIN TAYLOR, Mike and Edward focus on drawing and clearing out the zombies. As they’re at it, Benjamin notices a bunch more zombies beginning to walk up behind them.

***Benjamin:*** *Behind.*

He opens fire at the ones behind, while Mike takes one of the fuel cans, and pours it out in a straight line behind them. He shoots at the line of gas once he’s done, lighting it up in flames and blocking off the zombies, who drop dead after walking into the fire.

***Clyde:*** *That’s it! We’re all out!*

Clyde tosses the final gas can into the back of the truck, as Benjamin, Mike and Edward begin making their way over.

***Edward:*** *We have plenty* ***(He smiles)***.

***Benjamin:*** *Enough to refuel it again?*

***Edward:*** *Enough to refuel it again halfway. We’re good for now.*

They all climb into the truck with Robin at the wheel. Once they’re inside, Robin reverses, and then drives off the lot, speeding down the street.

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**Scene #9**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - FOOD COURT**

CURTIS VAN HORN stands in front of Quincy and Monica’s grave, looking down at it with a blank expression. He briefly looks up, seeing a gaping hole in the roof. A tiny piece of stone falls, landing on the floor next to him. Curtis looks back at the graves, unaware of JON MATTHEWS and ANGELA JAEGAR walking into the food court and up to him.

***Jon:*** *You ready to head out?*

***Curtis:*** *Yeah… just… so soon?*

***Jon:*** *You think it’s a good idea to stay in this shithole of a place?*

***Angela:*** *We need to get back to everyone. Both my friends and yours.*

***Curtis:*** *They aren’t my friends* ***(He sighs)***. *I-- I didn’t mean it like that. I just…* ***(He stares down at the grave)*** *It all happened in the blink of an eye, it’s terrible.*

***Jon:*** *I get what you mean, I do. You saw me before -- I distanced myself from them all - the entire group. Anyone that wasn’t us. We’ve adapted to change before.*

***Curtis:*** *Yeah-- and this is certainly a change. You’re the one giving the inspiration talk* ***(He smirks)***.

***Jon:*** *The point is - I know you don’t think they’ve embraced us-- not fully. But come around, you’ll see they have. It scared the shit out of me when I realized.*

***Curtis: (Nodding slowly)*** *Suppose the world’s changed enough as it is. Maybe it isn’t so far-fetched to believe that - we’re part of a new little family, huh?*

***Angela:*** *You’re both so damn corny. Can we get on the move here? We best make it back before people start looking for us.*

***Jon:*** *Yeah just--*

Jon hears a truck driving outside, moving towards the front of the mall.

***Jon:*** *I think they’ve already come* ***(He smiles)***.

***Curtis:*** *At least we’ll catch a life that way* ***(He shrugs)***.

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**Scene #10**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - PARKING LOT - MORNING**

DAMERAE BADRICK jumps out of the truck, looking on at the entrance to the mall, not in a happy way.

***Badrick:*** *The last time I was here-- I did not have a very good experience. This time--* ***(He opens the back door, looking at Dean)*** *You’re going to show me exactly what I want to see. So…*

DEAN HOWARDS stares at him concerningly, before Badrick drags him out, shoving him towards the mall. Badrick, DERRICK WILLIAMS and seven of Badrick’s remaining Rastas start walking after Dean.

***Badrick:*** *Show me. Lead the way, golden goose.*

**Scene #10 Cont.**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL**

JON MATTHEWS, CURTIS VAN HORN and ANGELA JAEGAR come walking out to the Entrance Plaza, coming to see if it really is their friends that’re here. Curtis, who’s walking ahead, suddenly stops.

***Curtis:*** *Hey --- I see a lot of peop-- Shit.*

Outside, Badrick, seeing Curtis, raises his rifle.

***Curtis:*** *JON DON’T--*

Badrick opens fire, hitting Curtis several times in the chest as he tries to get out of the way.

***Jon:*** *SHIT!*

Jon runs out, grabbing Curtis and rushing him out of the way of the massive hole in the front entrance. The two of them and Angela run all the way down the plaza and around the corner. Badrick, grinning, looks down at Dean.

***Badrick:*** *So… You were right. You really did rat out your friends.*

***Dean:*** *I-I…*

***Badrick:*** *I’m proud of you.*

Dean drops to the floor inside the Entrance Plaza, in utter disbelief of who he just saw get shot.

***Dean:*** *I… I-- N-- No…*

***Badrick:*** *Derrick - come with me.*

Nodding, Derrick and a couple other Rastas walk along with him, up to the corner, where they hear a woman yelling.

***Angela:*** *GET HIM OUT OF HERE! I’LL GIVE YOU SOME COVER!*

She pops out around the corner, shooting one of the Rastas in the chest. The man yells, falling behind cover. Angela pumps the shotgun, looking down to see Curtis and Jon running into Paradise Plaza.

***Angela:*** *KEEP GOING!*

***Curtis: (To Jon)*** *Agh-- I’m slowing you down…*

He looks down at his torso, seeing blood soaking his clothing. He feels blood leaking down and dripping onto the floor, leaving a trail behind.

***Curtis:*** *Slowing you down real bad…*

***Jon:*** *Shut up!*

Angela turns the corner, shooting and wounding another Rasta, before another one shoots her in the arm. She yells, dropping the shotgun, and turning to flee, but Badrick jumps out, grabbing her. He pulls Angela behind the corner, back towards the Entrance Plaza.

***Badrick:*** *The things I’d do to you…*

***Angela:*** *LET ME GO YOU SICK BASTARD!*

***Badrick:*** *Oh, the things I am going to do to you. My boys are going to fuck you until you bleed, girl.*

He throws Angela to the ground behind him, where a couple of other Rastas grab her.

In Paradise Plaza, Jon is continuing to bring Curtis further and further from the Entrance Plaza until Curtis eventually stops him.

***Curtis:*** *Jon-- you have to go back for her.*

***Jon:*** *I’m not gonna--*

Jon hears Angela screaming in the distance.

***Curtis:*** *Drop the bad boy shit. You’ve got a family now-- and a girl you like down there. Don’t let it… get lost again. I’ll cover this door… promise* ***(He smiles, gripping his gun)***.

***Jon:*** *You do not move from this spot… you hear me? I will be BACK!*

Jon rips his jacket off, wrapping it around Curtis’ chest. He looks at Curtis.

***Curtis:*** *You don’t need to say anything.*

***Jon:*** *I love you, brother.*

***Curtis: (Jokingly)*** *Gay…*

Jon runs off, drawing his pistol.

In the Entrance Plaza, Badrick walks alongside Derrick, walking back over to where Dean, Angela and his Rastas are. The two Rastas that were shot are wrapping bandages around their wounds, trying to recover.

***Badrick:*** *Truly a beautiful sight this is… That Dean -- He really is a golden goose.*

***Derrick:*** *That he is.*

Badrick approaches Dean, looking down at the broken man.

***Badrick: (To Derrick)*** *Ensure Dean gets his fill. Let him fuck her first.*

Badrick signals for three of his men to follow him. He turns, walking off towards Paradise Plaza.

***Dean:*** *W--*

Behind Dean, Angela is struggling to fight off two Rastas trying to pin her down, while the two injured Rastas stand off to the side.

***Angela:*** *LET ME GO! You stupid fucks won’t get anything from me!*

Derrick looks down at Dean, smiling ever so slightly.

***Derrick:*** *We doing this the easy way or the hard way?*

***Dean:*** *I…*

Suddenly, Derrick hears Badrick calling him. Derrick turns his head.

***Badrick:*** *Derrick! Come here quickly!*

***Derrick: (To Dean)*** *Unlucky.*

Derrick sprints down towards Paradise Plaza, drawing his gun. Immediately after he does, Jon, who’d been sneaking up, steps out from behind a pillar, putting his gun to the back of a Rasta’s head. He fires, then aims at the two Rastas next to Angela, shooting them both dead. He holsters his gun, beginning to make his way over, when the final Rasta inside the plaza tackles Jon, pinning him to the ground, and trying to push a knife into his chest. Angela gets up, rushing over, and kicking the Rasta off. She raises her boot and stomps onto the man’s neck, crushing it.

Jon stands up, grabbing Angela’s hand.

***Jon:*** *Are you alright?*

***Angela:*** *Yeah -- yeah.*

Jon then turns his attention to Dean, who’s sitting on the ground, shaking with fear.

***Jon:*** *What did you do?*

***Dean:*** *I did… I told…*

***Jon:*** *Why are you here?!*

***Dean: (Shaking his head)*** *Is he dead? Is he-- is--*

Jon budges past Dean when he hears gunshots coming from Paradise Plaza.

In Paradise Plaza, Badrick, Derrick and another Rasta are sitting behind cover, Curtis having just killed the other two.

***Badrick:*** *He’s weak… We can take this one.*

***Derrick:*** *Yeah.*

As the three Rastas stand up, Jon comes sprinting in, opening fire with his pistol, hitting Badrick in the arm once again. He yells in pain, dropping his gun. Derrick and the other Rasta return fire, pinning Jon down.

***Badrick:*** ***(To Derrick)*** *Get us out of here… I know you will.*

Derrick nods, slowly walking ahead, continuing to fire towards Jon’s cover. Badrick and the other Rasta rush down towards the Entrance Plaza as Curtis pops out of cover to briefly take a few shots at them, missing.

The three Rastas arrive in the Entrance Plaza, where Angela immediately runs out to attack them. Badrick instantly punches her back with his good arm, and begins to strangle her with one hand, before growing tired, and slamming her head against a pillar. He lets go, hurrying over to the front doors.

***Badrick:*** *Derrick - take him* ***(He points at Dean)***.

Derrick punches Dean in the face, before picking him up, carrying him out the front doors, the other Rasta providing covering fire.

Jon finally makes it back out to the Entrance Plaza, where he aimlessly fires at the Rastas, who are getting into the truck outside. He shatters the windshield of their truck, and has a shot on Badrick’s head--but when he goes to fire, his weapon clicks.

***Jon:*** *FUCK!*

He watches helplessly as Badrick drives away, Dean still a captive of his. Jon angrily turns around, putting away his pistol, and walking over to Angela, who’s knocked out, her head suffering from minor bleeding. He hoists her up, walking back to Curtis in Paradise Plaza.

***Jon:*** *Curtis! They are gone - don’t worry. Hey, listen buddy - we’re gonna get movi--*

Jon stops, looking down at Curtis, who lays against a wall, motionless. Jon lays Angela down, hurrying over to him.

***Jon:*** *Buddy - we’re-- Curtis? We’re gonna go get you some help, alright? Curtis?*

He looks at Curtis, realizing that he is already gone. Exhausted, Jon falls back, shutting his eyes.

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**Scene #11**

**WILLAMETTE HIGH SCHOOL - PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE**

JACOB FELDMAN steps into the office, seeing MARTYN FORD and WILLIAM REYNES sitting across from BRUCE BOSEMAN.

***Jacob:*** *You wanted to see me?*

***Bruce:*** *That’s right. Take a seat.*

Jacob sits down in between Martyn and William, as Bruce takes a sip from his coffee.

***Bruce:*** *Let’s get to business. I recently did a stock evaluation - and we’re scarily low on food. So that calls for a supply run.*

***Jacob:*** *Sure thing. How many -- able people can go on a run here?*

***Bruce:*** *Preferably - us three. Martyn will watch the kids.*

***William:*** *Alright -- yeah, I’m in.*

***Jacob:*** *How have you guys handled runs up until this point? Or-- have you had to?*

***Bruce:*** *We’ve never had to. But school lunches won’t last forever.*

***Martyn:*** *Thankfully. Why not build a garden out there in the courtyard? They could bring back some seeds on the run, some tools.*

***Bruce:*** *Infertile soil, but good thinking.*

***Martyn:*** *It’s infertile soil - but give me a day and I’ll fix that.*

***Jacob: (Nodding to Martyn)*** *Could give the kids something to do. Are they… Do they go out beyond the school grounds?*

***Bruce:*** *In emergency situations… But we’ve never had one yet.*

***Jacob: (Nodding)*** *Is that everything?*

***Bruce:*** *That’s all. Thank you for your time, gentlemen.*

***Jacob:*** *Our, uh, our group should be here soon.*

***Bruce:*** *Lovely - make them feel right at home.*

***Jacob:*** *If they don’t come soon, I’m going to go looking.*

***Martyn:*** *Any sexual predators we should know about first?*

***Bruce:*** *What?*

***Martyn:*** *There could be sexual predators in their group, Bruce. Everyone keeps secrets.*

***Bruce:*** *William and Jacob are good people… They wouldn’t harbor the likes of that.*

***Martyn:*** *I don’t want these kids to get hurt -- or worse, Bruce.*

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**Scene #12**

**WILLAMETTE HIGH SCHOOL - FOYER**

After the meeting, JACOB FELDMAN walks through the foyer, seeing LLOYD WALLER sitting on a bench, reading a comic, though he quickly lowers it upon seeing Jacob.

***Lloyd:*** *Oh, uh-- What was that?*

***Jacob:*** *What was what?*

***Lloyd:*** *That* ***(He points at the principal’s office)***.

***Jacob:*** *That… was a meeting.*

***Lloyd:*** *Well - yeah, but what about? I’m curious.*

***Jacob:*** *None of your business is what it’s about.*

***Lloyd:*** *Oh come on, Mr. Feldman--Jacob! Is it really that secretive?*

***Jacob:*** *No, probably not.* ***(He sighs)*** *A supply run. Food stocks are low.*

***Lloyd:*** *I knew it! I knew it! Who’s all going? When?*

***Jacob:*** *You seem interested.*

***Lloyd:*** *Oh yeah, yeah, yeah - I can handle myself.*

***Jacob:*** *You’re fifteen.*

***Lloyd:*** *I’m fifteen.*

***Jacob:*** *And you want to go on a run.*

***Lloyd:*** *And I want to go on a run.*

***Jacob:*** *I’m gonna imagine that’s usually not allowed being that you’re asking me. So go and ask Bruce.*

***Lloyd:*** *But-- I have your backing, right?*

***Jacob:*** *What?*

***Lloyd:*** *Like - you vouch for me?*

***Jacob:*** *I vouch for you? I don’t even know if you can handle yourself. Just go talk to Bruce, it isn’t up to me.*

***Lloyd:*** *Yeah but--*

***Jacob:*** *That’s final. And if you see William, tell him I’d like to speak to him. I’ll be on the roof.*

Lloyd sighs, nodding, as Jacob walks down the hallway.

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**Scene #13**

**WILLAMETTE HIGH SCHOOL - PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE**

While on his way to the principal’s office, LLOYD WALLER passes by WILLIAM REYNES, and remembers what Jacob had asked of him.

***Lloyd:*** *Oh, Uh-- Mr. Reynes.*

***William:*** *William* ***(He smiles)***.

***Lloyd:*** *Mr. Jacob, uh, Feldman -- uh, Jacob-- would… yeah. Jacob was, uh, wanting to speak to you… on the, uh… roof* ***(He nods)***.

***William:*** *Okay, got it. Thanks.*

He nods to Lloyd, continuing on down the hall. As he does so, Lloyd knocks on the principal's office door, which is already open.

***Lloyd:*** *Hey, uh… Sorry to, uh-- Hey Principal Boseman, I have a question.*

He steps inside, sitting at the desk.

***Bruce:*** *I’m all ears.*

***Lloyd:*** *So, uh - So basically, I wanna come on the supply run. I mean - I’m ready, and it’s good practice. And… I’m sure I’d be safe, surrounded by prof--*

Lloyd stops, noticing BRUCE BOSEMAN smiling.

***Lloyd:*** *Wh…*

***Bruce:*** *Did one of the others put you up to this?*

***Lloyd:*** *No, no, I-- I just want to help. I sit here cooped up reading comic books but -- I know I can do so much more. I’m not scared of those things. I can handle myself out there - better yet with you guys.*

Bruce slowly reaches forward, grabbing his cup of coffee, offering it to Lloyd.

***Bruce:*** *Let’s see how you fair against strong coffee.*

***Lloyd:*** *I-- actually don’t drink coffee.*

***Bruce:*** *That’s a smart answer. It’s a dependency* ***(He puts it down)***. *Alright - since you’ve asked me… earnestly… you can come on the run--*

Lloyd stands up.

***Lloyd:*** *Yes!*

***Bruce:*** *On one condition…*

***Lloyd:*** *Oh - yeah, what’s the, uh, condition?*

***Bruce:*** *Do everything you’re told. Oh and-- none of the other students can know of this.*

***Lloyd:*** *Done and done. But-- why not?*

***Bruce:*** *Because I wouldn’t be so lenient on them* ***(He smiles)***.

***Lloyd:*** *Alright - you won’t regret this sir-- Principal Boseman. I swear!*

***Bruce:*** *It’s all it’s cracked up to be. I hope you’ll see that.*

Bruce sits back, and Lloyd nods, walking out.

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**Scene #14**

**WILLAMETTE HIGH SCHOOL - ROOF - NOON**

WILLIAM REYNES finds JACOB FELDMAN sitting up on the roof by himself. Compared to the previous two days, this day is warmer, and calmer.

***Jacob:*** *Lloyd find you?*

***William:*** *He did. Quite the messenger you have there.*

He sits beside Jacob, taking out a cigar and lighting it.

***Jacob:*** *Something’s went wrong, how wouldn’t it have gone wrong? It’s been a full day since Kate left.*

***William:*** *When does anything go right? At this stage, it’s realism, not pessimism.*

***Jacob:*** *I’m gonna give them till tomorrow morning -- assume the weather got the best of them. But with all the talk of Badrick… y’know, being out there somewhere… I don’t want him to strike again.*

***William:*** *I like to think it was the weather, and not the Rastas.*

***Jacob:*** *I know I killed the man who shot Erin. But that man worked for another. And I want real closure, I guess. I’ll - never get the closure I wanted, never get to hold her again but… If I can hold a gun to Badrick’s head… That’s - something.*

***William:*** *Closure is stripped away from those who deserve it most. Read that in a book somewhere.*

***Jacob:*** *You trying to say I deserve closure? I don’t know.*

***William:*** *You deserve it, yeah. Not a pretty thing to go through* ***(He sighs)***.

***Jacob:*** *Not at all… but… I was lucky enough to have the closest thing to a family help me through it. That’s all that matters to me now. Keeping you all alive and safe is all I want to do. It’s why I’m worrying so much.*

***William:*** *Don’t take it all on your shoulders. It’s not your burden to carry solo. We’re all responsible for each other - we carry the burden together. Like - a family. A highly dysfunctional one - granted - but still, a family.*

***Jacob:*** *Yeah…* ***(He smiles)*** *This place - I don’t want it to be the mall all over again but -- if it can create the feeling of happiness and safety that the mall did in everyone even for a week - it’s enough for me.*

***William:*** *It won’t. Not until Badrick’s head is on a pike.*

***Jacob:*** *Then if he’s out there somewhere, let’s put that back on top of our bucket list.*

***William:*** *Bucket list? At such a young age?* ***(Jokingly)*** *Get off my lawn, youngsters. But yeah - we’re going to kill him. One more hole in his mostly-empty skull won’t hurt.*

***Jacob:*** *Not at all…*

Jacob stands up, heading back down, as William smokes his cigar on the roof.

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**Scene #15**

**WILLAMETTE PARKVIEW MALL - FOOD COURT**

JON MATTHEWS steps back, a shovel in hand, looking on at a second grave next to Quincy and Monica’s. He looks at the wooden tombstone, and at the words carved into it.

*Here lies Curtis.*

*A changed man.*

ANGELA JAEGAR approaches Jon, standing with him with a bandage around her head. They both look on at the graves, silent.