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Episode 6: Part 1

INT. HIGH SCHOOL - AUDITORIUM - BRIGHT - (PRESENT TIME)

COMMOTION. Adam sits by himself on the last row of auditorium seats, looking down at a stage in the center of the room where students and staff are huddled, panicking and CLAMORING. School security guards STROLL the hallways.

Sun shines in from the windows: creating a dusty pattern on old wood floors.

STUDENT
But my parents...I gotta know where they are!

TEACHER
We've contacted them.
(announces)
ALL OF YOUR PARENTS ARE SAFE IN SHELTERS!

STUDENT
How do you know that?

The student shakes their head.

STUDENT (CONT'D)
You could just let us out, so we can know the truth. Let us out!

STUDENTS
(chanting)
LET US OUT!!

Chad departs from the group and CLIMBS stairs that lead up to where Adam is. he glances back at the RIOT. He has two fruit cups.

CHAD
So most of the snacks from the vending machines are gone...

He hands his friend a fruit cup.

ADAM
(lowly)
Thanks, man.

Chad COLLAPSES into a chair bedside him. SIGHING.

CHAD
Man, what the hell is happening? I keep asking all of the adults
but they won't tell me. Somethings what. It's bad too. Damn, I wish
I could go on twitter to see. They need to give us our phones
back. We gotta call our parents.
(glares)
Assholes.

Adam looks over at Chad. Hesitating to speak. Opening his mouth and closing it a few times. Chad frowns at him.

CHAD
What?

Adam leans in close to him. Anxious.

ADAM
I know what's happening...
(stares intensively)
It's an alien invasion.

His friend's mouth drops and his eyes bulge.

CHAD
(loud)
What?!

ADAM
That guy I told you about...he wasn't
doing a magic trick. I had another vision.

CHAD
Why the fuck you didn't tell me this!

ADAM
I was freaked out, okay...I didn't know if it was real.

A door behind them CREAKS up. Both the boys turn and look. Another teenage boy. This is Jason Young, (17) tall and jacked.

JASON
PSSTT

CHAD
(irritated)
Umm...what Jason?

He eases over to them slowly, ducking as he does.

JASON
(whispers)
Hey, so we got a plan to get out of here, y'all in?

Jason kneels at the aisle, beside them.

JASON (CONT'D)
(pumped)
So all the exits are guarded but I just figured out the pattern,
the exit to the parking lot isn't gonna be patrolled
until two minutes from now. We can get out.

CHAD
But they have staff watching the cameras too, dumb-ass.

JASON
So...they won't be able to catch us.
(annoyed)
What's the problem here?

ADAM
(attitude)
The problem is you need to stop,
you don't even know what's out there.

Adam side eyes him aggressively.

JASON
And you do?
(scoffs)
Look, get over it...that car shit it's
over with, something big is going on.

Chad leans forward and shakes his head, rolling his eyes.

CHAD
Dude, if you think that was an apology...

JASON
Look...that was a dick move, alright, I admit that.

ADAM
Two dick moves and that's still not a sorry I hear.

JASON
It's close enough, now come on, unless y'all
wanna keep being prisoners. This ain't right.
(seriously)
I gotta get to my baby sister from school.

Adam eyes soften.

ADAM
(genuinely)
They made calls to our families, everything is ok.

JASON
Bullshit, I don't believe anything they're saying!

ADAM
Why would they lie to us about that? That's something schools never fail to do.
This isn't a conspiracy, they're protecting us by keeping us in here. So chill.

RADIO STATIC comes from the hall. LOUD. SCREAMS. Everyone on the stage stops CLAMORING and looks in the direction of the sound.

RADIO
(static)
RUNNN!!!

The three boys JUMP up instantly. Teachers down below shield the students. Security guards BELLOW in agony from the hall. A guard, man, RUNS inside and SLAMS the doors leading in. A row of fold up chairs are on the wall next to the doors. The guard SCOOTS four of them over, two in each hand, and JAMS them against the double doors.

SECURITY GUARD
THE GAS IS HERE!!

TEACHER
It can't get in right? All the windows are closed.

The guard gives a dooming look to everyone. Hopeless.

SECURITY GUARD
TO THE BASEMENT, EVERYONE!!!

All within the auditorium, STAMPEDE to a door built into the side of the stage.

HISSING; underneath the doors, the gas sinks in. The door to the basement SNAPS CLOSE. The GAS fogs up the auditorium, rapidly, unto nothing is visible.

INT. UNDERGROUND LAB - LIGHT - (HOURS AHEAD)

Elliot finds a flip phone in a bottom draw of a desk. He kneels and POWERS it on. BEEP. BEEP. No cellular signal.

ELLIOT
Damn it.

TAMI
Carter said the satellites would fail, remember?

Tami is still seated, watching the projector screen. Sadly.

TAMI (CONT'D)
The gas will come first, then the scythes will strike,
then Zharor will arrive. It's like a sick play on three strikes.

ELLIOT
What about these ones?

Her son points to the tall containers. The test subjects.

ELLIOT (CONT'D)
I haven't heard a sound from them since midnight,
maybe they're different from the other scythes.
I doubt Carter would have killer animals in a safe haven.

TAMI
Never mind that right now, we need to plan to get
people here for safety before the first attack.

His mother gets up from the chair and COLLECTS syringe injectors from a clear, medicine cabinet. She tosses a few packs to Elliot then SWIPES a dozen more, along with a clear bag. She loads the bag with the injectors. RUSTLING.

Elliot RIPS a pack open, takes out an injector, POPS off the rubber protector, and INJECTS it into his arm. Drawing his blood into the syringe. Once the syringe fills up, Elliot repeats this action. Sticking needle after needle into his arm.

INT. CLOSET - LIGHT - MINUTES LATER

Tami looks over rows and rows of hanging clothes in a luxurious, store-like closet. Shirts, jeans, jackets, shoes, all in varying sizes. Her hand sorts through the jeans, CLANGING hangers around. Tami reads the tag sizes of each item. Browsing.

Her hand plucks out a pair in a size 13, then she randomly GRABS a shirt, which is baggy and loose, which reads LOVE CHILD in bold letters. Slowly, she removes the white robe she has on, and dresses.

EXT. MANSION - GARAGE - LIGHT - MINUTES LATER

Elliot enters a large, underground garage, with a big, clear bag full of blood shots grasped in his hand.

ELLIOT
Ma?

His eyes scope out twenty vehicles within the garage. Amazed at the BMWS, Nissans, Chevy Cameros, Suburbans, Jeeps, Bentleys, a Bugatti Chiron: midnight/blue two-tone, and a Marchi Mobile EleMMent Palazzo.

TAMI
Over here...

Tami surveys the last one, a huge, modern RV.

Her son edges towards the Bugatti Chiron.

TAMI
(without looking at him)
Don't even try it, that's not going to hold enough people.

JIGGLING. His mother SNATCHES keys from a utilized hook.

ELLIOT
But it's fast, I can have people back here in no time.

Elliot WALKS to Tami.

TAMI
Mmm umm, we're not splitting up.

ELLIOT
We may have too, we can cover more ground that way, and get more here.

His mother gives him a weary look.

Elliot observes a coat his mother has on. It's too big for her, too long as well. It reaches to the knees of her jeans. A gray trench coat, with white fur.

ELLIOT
Where'd you get that?

He points at the coat.

TAMI
Oh...I found it in Carter's office, hanging on the back of the chair.

She WIGGLES the long sleeves, which droop over her hands. Tami CHUCKLES.

TAMI (CONT'D)
Let's go.

She rolls back the sleeves of the coat.

EXT. GEORGIA - COUNTRY - NOON - MINUTES LATER

The large RV DRIVES an acre long driveway, leaving the estate's gate, which SHUTS automatically behind them. Wide, country roads, farms dusted with light snow. The sky full of TRAVELING aircrafts. In the far distance the city of Atlanta Skyline's appears.

The car vent HISSES out heat. Elliot SWITCHES on the radio. STATIC. Ahead of them, a woman sprints from the side of the street. Tami SLAMS on the brakes, stopping the car in a SCREECH, causing her and her son to JERK upwards. Both of them watch the woman stand in the middle of the road.

Tami ROLLS down her window, and stares blow at the woman.

WOMAN
(hysterically)
THE WORLD IS ENDING!!

The WOMAN waves her arms above her head and LAUGHS, sinisterly. Tami SPEEDS the RV up beside the woman.

The woman stares at the sky in a crazed daze. Eyes crossing.

TAMI
(kindly)
Hey, hey we can help you.

WOMAN
(frantic)
How?
(mad)
The Vice President said it herself, it's aliens!

TAMI
We have an underground facility with
food and beds. It's safe from the aliens...

Elliot leans forward in his seat in order to see the woman.

ELLIOT
Let us help you, please.

He switches off the STATICKY RADIO.

The woman RUNS to a nearby tree and CLIMBS it quickly. Franticly. Animal like. Tami EXITS the RV fast, STEPPING down stairs. Shocked. The woman makes it up the tree. WHEEZING. CRYING. Elliot stares in disbelief as she positions herself to jump.

He gets out the RV, edging over to the woman slowly, with his hand raised.

ELLIOT
(softly)
Don't do it...it's ok, we can help you.

WOMAN
(breathlessly)
NOOO!!!

She raises a foot forward.

Elliot SPRINTS to the woman, who gives him a strange and unsettling smile, before JUMPING. His feet POUND on the ground, his eyes bucking with alarm. His sight following and reflecting her body as it falls. SPLATTERING to the ground in a GROTESQUE CRUNCH. A smushed head plastered to the ground.

The woman goes limp. Her eyes freeze on the sky, going completely still. Elliot STOPS a few feet away from the woman, GROANING, clutching his head tightly.

Tami BELCHES, steadying her hands on her knees.

TAMI
(SHRIEKS)
OH MY GOD!!

She covers her eyes, rapidly shaking her head. HYPERVENTILATING. Her son goes to hug his mother.

Elliot stares at the splatted body on the ground, at blood spreading the street. His eyes glossy and weary. Tami holds her chest while hugging him back. She PATS his shoulder, nodding. Breaking from the hug.

Elliot STEPS onto the RV. Tami wipe her tear ran face. SNIFFLING. Her son returns with a long cloth, and WALKS to the dead woman, covering her body with it. The cloth WRIPPLES in the air.

ELLIOT (CONT'D)
We need to keep moving.

TAMI
(out of breath)
Yeah...

Elliot observes his mother closely. Worried.

ELLIOT (CONT'D)
Did you bring your medicine?

TAMI
No...but I can handle it, just give me a second.

She does a BREATHING TECHNIQUE. One; in. Two; out. Three; in. Four; out. Five; In. Her BREATHING go from fast to moderate. She kneels her head and closes her eyes. Letting out the BREATH.

TAMI
(sadly)
Rest in peace.
(wipes face with coat sleeve)
I'm so sorry.

They both go back into the RV. SNAP, the doors close. The wheels of the car RUMBLE on the road, DRIVING away from the smushed, leaking body.

END OF ACT ONE

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