Alone in the Dark Page #2
who grew up in my orphanage...
disappeared last night.
His name's John Dillon.
Can you try to dig up
some information?
They'll kill me if they
find out, but let me check.
All right. I have to take a trip
down memory lane.
I'll meet you at 3:00
at our old hangout. OK?
-Please take care, Edward.
-I'll see you then.
One, two, three.
Bluebells, cockle shells...
eevie, ivy, over.
I like coffee, I like...
Welcome home, Edward.
Should I make some tea?
Yes. Thank you, Sophie.
Let me look at you.
You've been getting
enough sleep?
Sister, John disappeared
last night, and...
something happened
to me as well.
It's happening again.
I need your help.
I want to find the others.
I'll get their files.
Come on.
It's good to see you, Edward.
Yeah, that is very strange, huh?
He just disappeared?
I understand
you must be very concerned.
I'II let you know
as soon as I hear something.
OK, thank you.
I was recruited into Bureau 713
when I was 20.
I learned everything I could
about the paranormal.
I was a good agent...
but it didn't get me
any closer to the truth.
Every time I uncovered
a new Abkani artifact...
it immediately got classified.
the answers I was looking for...
with 713 calling the shots.
Why did I agree to this?
Come on, Fisch.
It's a beautiful day.
I ordered your favorite.
It's pecan, right?
You have a good memory, Carnby.
It's all in the details, right?
I tracked down the three
you asked me about.
They all disappeared last night.
Same story-
no suitcase, no car...
just up and walked out
into the night.
So that means
all nineteen are missing.
I did a full
cross-reference, too.
Nothing much in common...
except they all grew up
in the same orphanage...
your orphanage.
What's going on, Carnby?
That's what I'm trying
to figure out here.
Thanks, Fisch.
I'll see you around.
It's good to know I've still
got friends at the 713.
Miss Cedrac,
there's someone here to see you.
-Edward!
-Oh, God, I missed you.
I thought you were dead,
you a**hole.
God.
Just give me five minutes,
all right?
I can explain everything.
In private, Rob.
Oh, I should-
yeah, I'm gonna go.
Give me one reason why I should
ever even speak to you again.
Look at this.
I was in the Amazon
for six weeks...
tracking poachers
Then I fell in with a group
of ex-Chilean military...
who were selling artifacts
on the black market.
That was found
on the southern tip of Chile...
in a gold mine.
It's Abkani.
You know,
you could have called...
or even written...
just to let me know
that you were alive.
Do the inscriptions
make any sense to you?
I'm not sure.
The thing is...
they're all from
different locations-
Venezuela,
Newfoundland, Alaska...
and now this one from Chile.
that would have been...
like burying them
at the ends of the earth.
Yeah. But why? If you want
someone to build a puzzle...
why would you hide the pieces
so far apart?
Now what?
Is Rob trying to create a mood
or something?
Give me that.
Hello?
Hello?
Miss Cedrac?
Mr. Carnby?
What the hell's with the lights?
How come every time you show up,
my life gets complicated?
I could ask you the same thing.
What is it?
Nothing. The hair on the back
of my neck just stood up.
Hello?
Did you hear that?
Rob!
Come on! Go! Go!
What the hell was that?
Get down! Come on!
Lock the door!
Get the key in there!
It's our only way
out of here!
Aline!
-You all right?
-Yeah.
Yeah, I'm OK.
I want a full security
sweep of the area.
-Miles.
-Sir?
Call Fischer and tell him
to get his boys down here now.
Let's go!
Move! Move! Move!
Scanners clear?
Scanners clear.
What the hell
are you doing here, Carnby?
Hey, Burke.
Good to see you, too.
You shouldn't be here.
This is my unit now.
You must be very proud.
You used to be able to take care
of yourself there, Carnby.
Got a little soft
since you left 713?
You should take her to the medic
and check that arm.
This way.
I'll catch up.
Why are you still here?
Why am I still here?
I just got my ass chased...
around this goddamn museum
by something I couldn't see.
I want to know
what the hell they are...
what they're doing
in the goddamn city!
I want to know
You're not 713 anymore, OK?
That information is classified.
That means it's none of
your f***ing business!
We've got this under control.
Thank you.
I don't need your help.
Get him out of here, Marko.
I asked very nicely.
Real tough, huh?
All right!
You're right, Burke.
Maybe I have gotten soft.
You just keep walking.
Come on, Miles.
F***ing prick.
Thank you very much, Burke.
-Hey.
-Hi.
-You OK?
-Yeah, I'm fine.
I need to study
those artifacts.
All right.
I'm gonna go and figure out...
what's going on with John
and the others.
We'll hook up later, OK?
Later.
You shouldn't be here, Carnby.
I'm not.
Commander Burke is.
Your curiosity
have anything to do...
with the fingerprint of yours
I found on this corpse?
Fisch, the list of people
I trust is short.
I'm not making it shorter.
Have you I.D.'d him yet?
We got his dentals.
Agent James Pinkerton.
He's ex-713.
What?
You telling me he was an agent?
When?
His records are so classified,
they're practically invisible.
Why the hell
was he trying to kill me?
This might have something
to do with it.
Fused to the spinal cord.
There's another piece in here.
It's been severed.
Never seen this kind of
symbiosis before.
This must be why his entire
nervous system was compromised.
Scanner's still
giving a reading.
What?
to amaze me.
Such a complex society at a time
when most of humanity...
was hunting and gathering
Dr. Hudgens,
when did you get back?
A few hours ago.
I heard you had some excitement.
Are you all right?
Yeah, I'm fine.
A little shaken up, but I'm OK.
Look, I must apologize
for snapping at you earlier.
But why are you still here,
after all you've been through?
-Where'd you get that image?
-Edward.
That's a major find.
I'll have to analyze that.
Actually, I'll do that myself.
It's not a request.
Where is the artifact?
-Everything OK in here?
-Who are you?
Miss Cedrac's security detail.
My dear,
have you any idea who I am?
Dr. Lionel Hudgens...
former agent,
Science-spy division...
currently 713 advisor status.
I know exactly who you are.
Well, I'll have to hold off
my curiosity till the morning.
Dr. Hudgens.
I meant to ask...
did you finally find the Arabis?
Just an empty shipwreck.
Like you said...
another wild-goose chase.
You've got one inside you, too.
But symbiosis is incomplete.
I was electrocuted
when I was a kid.
That must have killed it.
Can you remove it?
Well, I could try...
So these organisms
are somehow connected...
Translation
Translate and read this script in other languages:
Select another language:
- - Select -
- 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
- 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
- Español (Spanish)
- Esperanto (Esperanto)
- 日本語 (Japanese)
- Português (Portuguese)
- Deutsch (German)
- العربية (Arabic)
- Français (French)
- Русский (Russian)
- ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
- 한국어 (Korean)
- עברית (Hebrew)
- Gaeilge (Irish)
- Українська (Ukrainian)
- اردو (Urdu)
- Magyar (Hungarian)
- मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
- Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Italiano (Italian)
- தமிழ் (Tamil)
- Türkçe (Turkish)
- తెలుగు (Telugu)
- ภาษาไทย (Thai)
- Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
- Čeština (Czech)
- Polski (Polish)
- Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
- Românește (Romanian)
- Nederlands (Dutch)
- Ελληνικά (Greek)
- Latinum (Latin)
- Svenska (Swedish)
- Dansk (Danish)
- Suomi (Finnish)
- فارسی (Persian)
- ייִדיש (Yiddish)
- հայերեն (Armenian)
- Norsk (Norwegian)
- English (English)
Citation
Use the citation below to add this screenplay to your bibliography:
Style:MLAChicagoAPA
"Alone in the Dark" Scripts.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2024. Web. 18 Nov. 2024. <https://www.scripts.com/script/alone_in_the_dark_2579>.
Discuss this script with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In