Deadman Apocalypse

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- Bet you can't catch me!

- Tegu, stop!

We shouldn't be down here.

- Don't be a baby.

Keep up.

- Tegu.

Tegu stop, Tegu look!

- The Jackal.

I wanna see inside.

- No, come back, he'll

skin you alive and wear

you flesh as a coat.

You've heard what they say.

- Let's see if they're true.

- Come closer.

Here.

Wipe that sh*t off your face.

Anyone know you're

down here, kid?

- I know who you are, you're

the Jackal, aren't you?

- Is that what they call me?

- After the god of the dead.

- How old are you kid?

- 10.

- Labrynthian years?

- Above years.

- Impossible.

- You remember the red sun?

The desert sky?

- I was born underground.

- By who?

- My mother.

- There's no women

down here, kid.

- She's the only one,

she's a prisoner.

She always talks about you,

ever since I can remember.

Everyone fears the

Jackal, even my father,

they say you're a demon

warrior, a killer.

Is that true?

- The human race is

dead because of me.

- What did you do?

- My name is Jack Deadman.

I'm the last of the human

race, I was their final hope.

And I failed.

The world we once knew

turned to sand and fire.

The stormy sky red as blood

over an endless burning desert.

Men turned to ashes,

water became dust,

and the ever expanding

sun into which our planet

ventured too close, melted

our civilized minds.

The poor burrowed deep

into the ground to escape

the deathly rays and

nightmarish heat,

where they lived like savages

while the rich hunted for

water, relentless and desperate

to save our dying earth.

- All clear.

- Is that it?

- One way in, one way out.

Just like they said.

- Everyone stay alert I want

to get this over with quick.

There could be just about

anything behind that door.

We find the source of the water

we get the f***

out, are we clear?

- Yes Commander, sir.

Killbride, find out

what we're dealing with.

Can you open it?

- Boys, you might want

to take a step back

and cover those ears.

If you wanted to make

a stealthy intrusion

this is the worst way to do it.

- Open it.

- What the f*** was that?

- Hush, quiet!

Harvs, go take a look.

- You want me to go alone?

- I'll go.

- You stay here,

Deadman, Harvs can go.

Get me the rope.

These tunnels are all

the same you need this

to find your way back.

And Harvs?

You encounter anything

unpleasant down there

just scream and we'll

pull you straight out.

- If I encounter

anything unpleasant, sir,

I'm gonna grease the f***er.

- Harvs, you found something?

- It's a dead end.

Wait, there's a hidden passage.

Get me the f*** out of here now!

- Sh*t, get him out of there!

Jesus, move, go, pull!

F***! Go, go, go, go!

Harvs!

Harvs, run!

- F***!

- Now I know why they

call it Labrynthia.

We're in a f***ing maze!

- Well how are we

supposed to get out?

- We're not.

Are we commander?

- Does it matter if we get out?

All that matters is

we find the water.

To do that we need to go deeper.

We stick together.

- No Commander.

The walls change again, and

they will, we'll all be trapped.

We fail, the water is

trapped down here forever.

Everyone up there dies.

- Then what do you

suggest, Deadman?

- I'll go, you both hang back.

- No.

We'll stick together.

I'll go, I'm leading

this mission.

- Commander!

Sir, I'm doing this.

- Jack!

- It's final, it'll be worth it.

- Jack!

The rope.

- You hear a scream,

don't come after me.

You run.

For a decade I've

hidden in the shadows.

Trapped down here

with the rest of them,

trapped down here like rats.

- Why didn't you go back?

- There's nothing

to go back to, kid.

Better to stay buried

than face the ghosts

of a fallen world

I couldn't save.

- Is that what I

should tell my mother?

- Tell her...

I didn't know.

- I won't her that

I was actually here.

Hopefully then she'll

still have hope.

- Hope?

Hope died with the planet, kid.

- Jack, even the

rats find a way out.

- So terribly sorry to

bother you, my lordship.

- What did you call me, slave?

- I mean, my excellence,

my almighty god,

my genius, my, my,

- Beauty?

- Oh yes, of course, I was

thinking of it all along,

my most wonderous beauty,

precious daffodils biding

in the sunlight.

- Sunlight!

- No, no, no, a slip

of the tongue, milord.

My beauty, beautiful lordship.

- Shut you sniveling

hole, you filthy dogs bollock!

- Yes I am.

- Share the purpose of

this unwanted disturbance.

- I have bad news regarding

your son, my beauty.

- He's dead?

Finally?

- Not quite,

he's gone.

- Gone?

- He's in, he's

found the whereabouts

of none other than

the mysterious

Jackal.

- Find my son!

Bring him to me!

- Yes of course, sire.

And what reward

is to be given to

the boy when he's found,

perhaps a bottle of water?

- Eat the boy.

- Very good sire,

I love the brain.

- No!

The brain is mine!

- Boy!

There you are you

little blighter!

Come here you

sneaking little worm,

your father's gonna be furious!

Now, now, you cheeky

little cherub,

now don't think I'm

not gonna hurt you

just cause of your father.

He gave the order

to have you returned

by any means necessary.

And I don't think

he's gonna mind

if you're missing a few of

those little white teeth.

Where the bleedin' hell

have you been anyway?

- I was exploring!

And I found the Jackal's lair!

- Oh really?

Who's met the Jackal?

You and your

childish imagination.

- It's true, he lives

down below the pipes.

- The pipe is out of

bounds, now you keep your

disgusting, childly germs

away from our water,

you rat!

You'll contaminate us all!

- I didn't touch the water!

- The Jackal is

just a ghost story

that your stupid

mum told you to stop

you from wandering off down

the tunnels and getting lost.

- My mum is not

stupid, or afraid.

You're the ones who fear him.

- I don't fear nothing.

- Let the kid go!

- Who's there?

Now stop hiding in the

shadows like a coward

and show your filthy mug.

Come on out, like a man.

I don't bite.

- No, but I do!

Run kid.

A ghost story huh?

Unlucky you.

You can't kill

what's already dead.

Don't look.

Take me to her.

You can drive that thing?

- Sure, it's a tunnel racer.

It'll get us there faster.

- How many times you

driven one of these?

- Once.

- Once?

- How many times have you?

- Jack?

- I've got to speak

to the emperor.

- What, may I ask,

do you wish to say?

- Ramses! Show yourself!

- So, the mighty

Jackal has returned.

And what, may I ask,

has beckoned you

to intrude upon my kingdom?

- You've kept something

that doesn't belong to you.

- You are mistaken Mr. Jackal.

Everything from the

brink here belongs to me.

- The boy says you have

a prisoner, a female.

- So after all these

years of silence,

this is what summons

you from your pit?

- Yes, and I'll wait no longer.

- As you wish, Mr. Jackal.

Brogdale, release the female.

- But, but master,

- I said go, you foul beast!

- Jack?

Is it really you?

- My son.

My son.

You should've stayed

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