Feast Page #7

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Drunk Guy CHARGES the spastic monster with a stool.

DRUNK GUY:

GET 'EM!

SWIPE! Drunk Guy misses the creature.

DRUNK GUY:

NOOOO!

The wild Beast scoops up Drunk Guy. He is sent FLYING into a

wall.

HEROINE:

Close that window!

BLAM! BLAM! Bartender FIRES The Judge at the creature hitting

lights and the walls. Drunk Guy rolls upright.

BLAM! A shot DESTROYS Drunk Guy's face.

Junior Beast's body BANGS the jukebox again. The song STOPS.

Beer Guy WHACKS Junior Beast with a chair. Stunned, it flies

across the air, landing in a tall, metal ICE COOLER.

Bozo SLAMS it closed, capturing Junior Beast.

BOZO:

Got 'cha!

HEROINE:

HOLD THAT TIGHT!

Bozo struggles to keep the lid shut.

BOZO:

Hot damn!

EXT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

THREE MORE FLYING BEASTS close in on the window, shrieking...

INT. BAR -- CONTINUOUS

Bartender runs across the bar and SLAMS shut the thick wood

shutters over the window.

The Beasts HIT. The shutters crack down the middle.

ANGLE ON:

Roadie POWER LIFTS the table with Heroine and braces it

against the window for reinforcement but --

POP! A FURRY ARM busts through the shutters and reaches

around, outside the edge of the bracing table and grabs the

other half of Hero.

HEROINE:

God damn you!

Heroine grabs Hero's remaining hand and is jerked to the

wall. Roadie shoves the table with all of his might against

the intruding arm.

Blood starts to SPRAY from outside as the rest of Hero is

being devoured through the smallish hole. Heroine is being

showered by the gore as she works a GOLD RING off of Hero's

ring finger.

The feeding Beast's head breaks in through the hole. It grabs

Heroine's left forearm.

Bartender aims The Judge at the Beast...

ROADIE:

You'll hit her!

Roadie KNOCKS The Judge up -- BLAM!

SECOND FLOOR:

The Judge's shotgun blast blows through Boss Man's RIGHT

FOOT again! He cries out in agony.

Tuffy grabs the floor.

MAIN BAR:

The attacking Beast's mouth opens to feed on Heroine.

Heroine frantically grabs a SPLINTERED PIECE of the broken

chair and buries it into the BEAST'S RIGHT EYE.

The Beast SCREECHES and jerks back, scratching Heroine's arm

and dragging the rest of Hero outside.

Heroine has the ring. She kicks away from the wall to the

center of the bar's floor.

Shrieks and flapping wings are heard outside.

They dissipate.

A moment of calm.

Belle timidly looks up from behind the bar, shaking, with

pretzels in her hair. She holds the receiver of the busted

pay phone.

The other patrons emerge from under tables and other hiding

spaces in various states of shock.

The Judge's barrel smolders.

Roadie breathes heavily against the table.

Goldie sits up, shocked sober.

Good Guy cautiously lowers Good Girl's hands from her face.

Junior Beast has momentarily stopped moving. Bozo secures

the lid with a nearby PADLOCK.

BOZO:

What the F*** is that?

Heroine rolls back and flips upright, wild-eyed. She looks

at the blood soaked bar.

The patrons eye the ice cooler in morbid curiosity.

Bartender eases toward Heroine pointing The Judge at the

breached face of the bar.

Heroine pants with adrenaline. We freeze on her.

SUPERIMPOSED:

NAME:
HEROINE

AGE:
27

OCCUPATION:
SURVIVOR

LIFE EXPECTANCY:
HOPEFULLY LONGER THAN THE LAST HERO

She reaches in her pocket, pulls out a couple dollars and

SLAMS them on the bar.

HEROINE:

Beer me.

CUT TO BLACK:

FADE UP:

We pan and scan over various NEWSPAPER HEADINGS with pictures

and newsreel footage that read:

"TRENTON, MISSOURI 1989: SEARCH CONTINUES FOR CANYON HIKERS"

"HOTWALK, ALASKA 1951: BOAT DESTROYED ON LAND, CREW GONE"

"PARIS, ILLINOIS 1977: HERD OF CATTLE FOUND SLAUGHTERED IN

MINE SHAFT"

"BLACK HILLS, SOUTH DAKOTA 1996: THREE HIKERS DISAPPEAR"

"BORASINT, VIETNAM 1975: RECOGNIZANCE SQUAD REMAINS FOUND IN

CAVE"

"GAINSVILLE, FLORIDA 1980: ELDERLY MAN AND DOG MISSING"

"POGUE, AUSTRALIA 1945: HUMAN BONES FOUND IN SHALLOW EARTH"

"RAI-TAI, JAPAN 1963: DISCOVERED BODIES ON MOUNTAIN FACE

OFFER LITTLE ANSWERS ONLY QUESTIONS"

CUT TO:

INT. BAR -- NIGHT

There is a HOLLER at the top of the stairs. Everyone turns.

BOSS MAN:

(PANICKED)

IS IT CLEAR?!

BARTENDER:

Yeah.

BOSS MAN:

IS THERE A GUN POINTING AT YOU?

BARTENDER:

Nah, I got the gun.

Boss Man hobbles down the stairs with the help of Tuffy.

His foot is a bloody mess. He is holding a .38.

BOSS MAN:

All right god damn it! Who shot me!?

Who did it!?

Tuffy helps him. Belle and Bartender move to his aid.

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