Clawed Page #3

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(EERIE MUSIC)

'Scuse me for standing.

- Don't get in my way.

- Fine, I won't.

- Then don't.

- Fine, Shiela.

Everybody clear

the way for Shiela.

Whatever.

The path is yours.

Shut up.

Red carpet for Shiela.

(EERIE WHOOSHING)

(SPLASHING)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(FOOTSTEPS)

(BIRD CAWING)

(TENSE MUSIC)

Hey babe.

Hey, come on, wake up.

Hey babe.

What, are you gonna

sleep all day?

(BIRD CAWING)

(THUDS)

(SCREAMING)

(GROWLING)

(SCREAMING)

(EERIE CHIMES)

(BEEPING)

What is it we're

looking for again?

(HISSING)

What about this?

Don't get too close.

Well, it looks like

someone's been using

Bear Claw Mountain as

a toxic waste dump.

I'd say we made a discovery.

We're gonna score some major

brownie points for this.

Let's get some stills.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(THUDDING)

Hello, there, ha.

Hi, Dr. Chris Jones, uh,

United States

Geological Services.

That's a hell of a

climb you have there.

Anyway, uh,

we're uh,

we're investigating

a series of tremors

that struck the

park last week, uh...

Excuse me, you

wanna turn that off?

This is a very

non-invasive process.

We just need a few samples.

It won't take more than an hour.

We just need your consent.

Goodbye.

What are we

waiting for, people?

Let's go.

(MUMBLES) ever

since we got here?

Tell me about it,

you know, it's like...

I couldn't leave him

like that.

[DR. JONES] Call me

back if anything changes.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)

You are so obnoxious.

Seriously, I'm not, though...

- Yes, you are.

- Way worse than me.

I'm just misunderstood, alright?

Please, I've heard

all of the stories.

And none of 'em are true,

except for the one

about my elephant cock.

You give it rest, please?

What, are you, like,

in the fourth grade?

I thought you

wanted to hook up.

Well, I did, but

that was yesterday,

this is today.

I changed my mind.

Well, what did I do?

Nothing, I'm just,

just not into it

anymore, alright?

I get it.

You're on the rag, right?

That's fine, I don't mind.

Unbelievable.

And you wonder why I

don't wanna hook up.

Come on.

Don't leave me hangin' here.

I got needs.

You got needs.

What you need to do

is start taking samples.

Get away from me.

Yeah, you'll come around.

They always do.

Okay.

Well, where are you going?

To take a piss.

Why don't you come along?

See what all the fuss is.

(BEEPING)

Ugh, focus Amber.

Three credits.

You can do this

one thing.

Okay.

(EERIE WHOOSHING)

God.

Ah!

George?

Ugh.

George, oh God, oh no.

(FARTING)

You better be here for love.

Get your pants

up and let's go.

- Turn around.

- Come on.

I thought you were

taking a piss.

[GEORGE] Change in plan.

Hurry up.

Come on.

Oh, goddammit.

[AMBER] Get your pants

on, George, let's go.

Oh, please.

Hurry up, come on, George.

(BEEPING)

Where is the fire?

Right there.

Who the f*** is that?

[AMBER] Well, how the

hell am I supposed to know?

- Give me the radio.

- Why?

Dr. Jones?

Dr. Jones, come in.

- Dr. Jones!

- Gimme that!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(EERIE WHISTLING)

- Well, wait up!

- [GEORGE] Speed up!

Slow down, George.

(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC)

(PHONE RINGING)

Wait here, people.

I have to take this.

Seriously, what

is that all about?

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

Mike, Emma, get over here.

Whoa, that is the

biggest one yet.

Careful, guys.

Don't contaminate

the flow pattern

until Mike has a

chance to document it.

Get it from the

other angle, too.

I want close-up stills.

This is fascinating.

Alright.

What have we got here?

Not a molecule of

oxygen or drop of water

left in its body.

Every ounce of fluid has

been drained from it.

That's what killed it.

Cellular collapse

and dehydration.

Well, I've never seen

a geo-chemical reaction

like this before.

Alright, we're gonna have to

run a complete diagnostic.

That's gonna take three hours.

You better get started.

(PHONE RINGING)

Dr. Jones.

Stupid work here.

Such an idiot.

(BIRD CAWING)

(EERIE WHOOSHING)

(GRUNTS)

(TENSE MUSIC)

Jim?

Jimmy?

(ROARING)

Dr. Jones?

(COUGHING)

Dr. Jones?

Anybody!

Oh, f*** (WHIMPERING).

(GROWLING)

(SCREAMING)

(CRUNCHING)

Emma.

Take a look at this.

Is this from that same pool?

Mmm hmm.

That looks like a

primitive cell structure.

Whoa, whoa, are you

saying that gunk is alive?

Least it was, once.

Must take an extraordinary

amount of energy

to animate it.

This small sample simply

doesn't have enough

to sustain it.

It must be a fragment

of a much larger entity.

(MUMBLES)

Let's call it a day and

head back to base camp.

Let everyone else know that

we're calling it a day.

All groups report

back to base camp.

I repeat, all groups

report back to base camp.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(OMINOUS MUSIC)

(THUDS)

(WEEPING)

It's gonna be okay, honey.

(TENSE MUSIC)

(EERIE WHOOSHING)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(EERIE PULSING MUSIC)

(HUFFS)

(GURGLING)

[TAMARA] Jim,

honey, where'd you go?

Don't, I'm just

going to the bathroom.

[TAMARA] Well, hurry

up, I'm getting cold.

Yeah, just uh, just

go back to sleep, now.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

(TENSE MUSIC)

(POLICE RADIO CHATTERING)

(FOOTSTEPS)

(BUZZING)

Regina, you out there?

[REGINA OVER RADIO] Morning,

Rob, what can I do you for, hon?

Tell Randy to come up

here with the truck, asap.

[REGINA OVER RADIO]

Right away, Sheriff.

And tell him to bring his kit.

Looks like we got us

a double homicide.

[REGINA OVER RADIO] We

must have a bad connection.

It sounded like

you said double...

I did.

And Regina, one more

thing, there's a group

of college students out here.

Call the college

Geology department

and get me the cell phone

number of a Dr. Jones,

you got that?

[REGINA OVER RADIO] Yes,

I'll see what I can do.

Thanks Regina.

I'll keep my ears on.

(EERIE MUSIC)

No!

(GROWLING)

(CRACKING)

No!

(GRUNTING)

It was just a

bad dream, honey.

No, it just happened.

I saw you dead.

I killed you.

(EERIE WHOOSHING)

(GRUNTING)

Ah!

Why did you do that?

[TAMARA] It's just a sedative.

It'll help you calm down.

I can't.

Come on, now, lie back.

(EERIE WHOOSHING)

(TENSE MUSIC)

Anyone have a smoke?

You gotta quit that.

It's bad for your health.

One of our team's found

toxic waste in quadrant 17.

Maybe it's some sort of

Indian burial ground.

No, no, they don't

know anything yet.

Yeah.

That's exactly what

I was thinking.

(BEEPING)

Hello? Hello?

Sh*t.

Did you have any luck

getting through to the police?

Yeah, Sheriff couldn't

make it out today.

Gather 'round everyone.

I have an announcement.

Where's George and Amber?

Oh, they didn't make

it back last night, sir.

- Really.

- I checked their tents.

Same as it was yesterday.

Alright,

I'll check on that, then.

Anyway, I spoke with the college

and they want us to

continue our research.

We might be able to help them

build a case

against the a**holes

dumping the toxic

waste in this area.

Mike, Emma.

You two are on your own.

I'm gonna hike over

to the epicenter.

Maybe the owner's in a, is a

little more rational today.

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