Mimic Page #18

Peter takes his word for it. He uses the belts to lower

himself to the nearest pipe.

Leonard LIGHTS a flare to illuminate the pipe gallery.

Peter works his way down. The web of pipes seem to recede

into Hades.

The lifeline tightens.

Peter gets to the last solid footing, lies down on his

stomach and lets the belts down.

PETER:

I'm coming, Sus, I'm coming.

But then, he sees something move below her. Then a hollow

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

SUSAN:

No, Jesus, no.

PETER:

(To Leonard)

Toss the flare down!

LEONARD:

I only got...

PETER:

Just do it!

Leonard lets the flare drop from his hand.

It falls past them, ricocheting off the maze of pipes,

spinning down to the pitch-black below.

And for a split second the flame illuminates...

THE MIMIC:

pipe in its thorax, nimbly CLIMBING THE PIPES TOWARD SUSAN

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

PETER'S

eyes grow huge.

PETER:

Oh, Jesus...

LEONARD:

just plain loses it.

LEONARD:

What the f*** is that?! What the f*** is

that?!

SUSAN:

knows all too well what's coming for her.

SUSAN:

(A desperate appeal)

Peter...

Throwing caution to the wind, Peter reaches the belt down.

PETER:

Wrap it around your hand!

Susan at last gets a grip. Peter pulls with both arms.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! Getting closer.

PETER:

Come on!

Susan struggles for footholds on the slippery pipes,

ascending foot by foot...

Peter pulls her into his arms.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Peter bends down.

PETER:

Get on my shoulders!

Susan steps onto his shoulders. He pushes her up...

And Leonard and Manny yank her out.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

Peter scrambles up, SLAMS the lid back on the hole.

PETER:

Let's go!

The four of them run.

HOLD ON the lid.

WHAM! It bursts from the floor, rolls away like a coin.

INT. ABANDONED PLATFORM

The four humans run down the empty platform. Peter spares a

look back.

PETER:

Oh, sh*t...

Far down the tunnel,

THE MIMIC HAS SPREAD ITS WINGS AND IS FLYING AFTER THEM!!

MANNY:

There!

He points to the open DOOR of an ancient SUBWAY CAR.

They sprint for the car, get to the door. Manny, Peter,

Leonard, then Susan...

INT. SUBWAY REPAIR CAR

...tumble inside a repair car crammed with shelves and empty

crates.

LEONARD:

Get the goddam door!

Leonard and Peter both grab its handle, slide it shut...

SPLACK! The Mimic crashes into it!

KLANGGG! The door bulges out from the impact, almost

tearing itself off the hinges.

Susan jumps back. Manny runs to cover her.

The creature is caught, half in, half out, antennae and

forelegs waving wildly!

The abdomen CRASHES through a pane of glass.

PETER:

Push it! Push it! Don't let up!

Leonard and Peter push harder, barely keeping it pinned.

THE UPPER HALF OF THE MIMIC TEARS ITSELF LOOSE.

WHITE BLOOD SPATTERS everywhere. The Mimic is NOW CUT IN

HALF!

The wings flap wildly, the abdomen shatters the safety

window's outer panels.

But the FRONT SECTION IS STILL ALIVE. It scrabbles in,

spraying white blood...

...drags itself up on the ceiling, then down onto the floor

and under a row of shelves in a half-circle around the car

till it finally comes to a halt.

Silence. The only sound is a SKITTERING outside.

Susan looks outside the window.

The Mimic's REAR HALF IS STILL TRYING TO PUSH THROUGH THE

DOOR, its feet blindly dragging along.

LEONARD:

LEONARD:

What the f*** was that?

Peter says nothing. Leonard grabs him by the shirt.

LEONARD:

You better tell me what the hell's

going on here!

MANNY:

Hey, hey!! Take it easy!!

PETER:

(to Leonard)

We don't know!! We don't know what it

is!

Leonard releases Peter and, cocking his gun moves closer

to the still thing.

PETER:

Wait a minute-

LEONARD:

F*** you, wait a minute. I'm

going to-

SNAP! The Mimic POUNCES on him, catching his leg in its

front mandibles.

A sickening CRUNCH as the Mimic's mouth begins to work the

leg like a grinder-blender.

LEONARD:

GET IT! GET IT OFF ME!

Peter and Manny try to pull the thing off as Leonard falls

and writhes on the floor.

BAM! BAM! BAM! The men flinch away as Leonard empties his

guns on it, until the thing's shell finally CRACKS!

But the thing is still locked onto Leonard's leg. Peter

tries to work it free from the creature's jaws. No good.

PETER:

Its muscles are locked.

LEONARD:

(Hoarse)

Oh, Jesus!!

MANNY:

Wait...

Manny removes a can of shoe polish from his coat, then starts

smearing the stuff onto the Mimic's head and jaws.

LEONARD:

Oh, Jesus! It's hitting the bone man, get

it off!!

He lights a CIGARETTE LIGHTER, goes to touch the flame to the

flammable stuff.

PETER:

(Stopping him.)

Hey hey hey...

MANNY:

Is how we make loose the ticks back home.

Peter hesitates, but lets him go. Manny lights the polish.

WHOOSH...the Mimic's head is engulfed in a halo of flame. THE

LEGS LOOSEN THEIR GRIP.

Peter and Manny yank it free from Leonard, who's PASSED OUT

from the pain. His leg is torn and bloody.

CUT TO:

INT. SUBWAY REPAIR CAR - LATER

We now see the car is 50's vintage. A POSTER of Mickey

Mantle above an empty worktable.

Peter sits before Susan. She's trembling, understandably

shaken from her previous experience. BLOOD pours from a CUT

on her forehead.

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