An American Werewolf in London Page #5

JACK:

Come on, where?

DAVID:

Anywhere! I think we should just

keep moving.

A growl. A low guttural growl comes from out of the darkness.

We stay on the boys, but we hear something out there. It

starts to walk.

DAVID:

It's moving.

JACK:

It's circling us.

And indeed it is. The boys strain to hear its four footfalls

and they turn slowly, following it. A snarl.

JACK:

F***.

We hear the wolf-monster stop (for that's what it is - we

know it's there even though we've not seen it). It sits

breathing heavily.

DAVID:

What's the plan?

JACK:

(nervously)

Plan?

DAVID:

(not too relaxed

himself)

Let's just keep walking.

They do and David keeps talking as they walk.

DAVID:

That's right, a lovely stroll in the

moors. Tra-la-la, isn't this fun?

The thing stalking them seems to speed up. The boys hesitate

as they sense it run past them. It stops.

DAVID:

It's in front of us.

JACK:

Do you think it's a dog?

Jack and David strain to see what waits ahead of them.

BOYS' P.O.V.

Something is waiting in the darkness. Its hulking shape is

barely discernible, but its eyes glow eerily and its breath

is visible.

JACK:

Oh sh*t. What is that?

DAVID:

A sheep dog or something. Turn slowly

and let's walk away.

The boys keep talking as they move faster and faster.

JACK:

Nice doggie. Good boy.

DAVID:

Walk away, Jack.

JACK:

Walking away, yes, sir. Here we are

walking away.

They are in a full-out run by now. After a few minutes flight

they stop, panting.

DAVID:

See anything?

JACK:

No.

A moment of quiet, then a howl.

DAVID:

It sounds far away.

JACK:

Not far enough. Come on.

They walk briskly.

DAVID:

Jack?

JACK:

Yeah.

DAVID:

Where are we going?

JACK:

I'll tell you when we get there.

DAVID:

Well. I'm glad we... WHOAA!!

David shouts as he slips suddenly in the mud, scaring Jack,

and us, and himself a great deal. He lays startled on the

wet ground for a moment, then he and Jack laugh.

JACK:

You really scared me, you shithead.

DAVID:

Are you going to help me up?

Jack takes David's extended hand to help him up when

THE WOLF MONSTER SPRINGS!

EXT. MOORS - NIGHT

The lunging beast brings Jack down in one fell swoop. David

falls back on his ass. Jack is screaming and struggling as

he is torn to shreds. David scrambles to his feet and runs

in complete panic. Jack's screams and the wolf's roars

combine.

JACK:

Jesus f***! David! Please help me!

Please! David! Sh*t! Help me! Oh

God!

EXT. ROADSIDE ON THE MOORS - NIGHT

David runs and runs. Finally he falls, out of breath.

DAVID:

Jack? Oh my God, Jack!

He gets up and runs back to find Jack a torn and bloody mess

on the ground. He stares in horror.

DAVID:

Jack...

EXT. NIGHT - VARIOUS FLASH CUTS

THE WOLF SPRINGS! The camera adopts David's P.O.V. as he

fights the dark savage shape on top of him. Fangs clamp down

on his shoulder when shots ring out and the hulking form

rolls off of him.

EXT. ROADSIDE ON THE MOORS - NIGHT

David, dazed and bloody, looks and sees the men from The

Slaughtered Lamb armed with shotguns and torches running

towards him. Looking over at his attacker, instead of a wolf

he sees a very old, naked man laying in the mud riddled with

bullet holes. As the villagers crowd around, David falls

back and faints.

FADE OUT:

FADE IN:

INT. HOSPITAL ROOM - DAY

David is in a small, clean and very white hospital room. He

lays on his back in bed, his shoulder bandaged and his arm

plugged into a bottle of plasma. There are several cuts and

abrasions on his arms and face, but he really doesn't look

too bad. He opens his eyes slowly, blinks, and tries to sit

up and look around, but is unable to because of the pain.

He calls out...

DAVID:

Jack?!

...and passes out. However his shout has fetched a nurse.

She is ALEX PRICE, very English, very beautiful. She goes to

the bed.

ALEX:

Mr. Kessler?

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