Mimic Page #20

OUTSIDE:

The shadows get nearer, their CLICKING louder...

CONTROL BOOTH:

Susan looks under the dashboard, finds a HEXAGONAL SHAPED

ROD. The lever crank.

SUSAN:

I got it!

Susan gives it to Leonard. He JAMS the rod into the hexagonal

shaped hole. Perfect fit.

Leonard begins CRANKING the thing. But it's rusty and

slow...

SUSAN:

Hurry! Please!

THROUGHOUT SUBWAY CAR

The doors begin to swing shut very slowly.

OUTSIDE - A MIMIC'S POV

sees the moving doors, starts heading for them.

CONTROL BOOTH:

Leonard can't crank fast enough. Susan joins in, putting her

hands over Leonard's. Both spin the thing as fast as

possible.

SUBWAY CAR:

Peter and Manny each pulling on a door, trying to speed up

the closing process.

SHADOWS are seen approaching, now very close.

CONTROL BOOTH:

Leonard and Susan put all their effort into turning the crank

one more time...

LEONARD:

Come on, you son-of-a...

SUBWAY CAR:

A SOFT CLICK as the doors SHUT IN UNISON.

Silence.

All four are stock still, like a submarine crew awaiting the

blast of depth charges. Their eyes dart to the

WINDOWS:

caked with soot, irradiated by the distant glow of one of the

red flares.

THUCK! Something BUMPS against the door.

A machine-gun patter of FOOTSTEPS on the roof.

The car SHAKES.

OUTSIDE:

The dark platform is alive with phantom shapes.

INSIDE:

SCREEECH!! Something sharp is drawn along the car roof like a

nail over a chalkboard.

THUMP! THUMP! Impacts on the sides...

An obscene symphony of sounds as Mimics lay siege to the car.

PETER:

A BUZZ OF WINGS catches his attention. He turns. His face

is reflected in a security window.

CRACK! The window SPLINTERS, destroying Peter's reflection.

ABOVE MANNY:

Claws SCRATCH the ceiling. It begins to dent.

BELOW SUSAN AND LEONARD

Large forms CLICKING underneath, looking for a way in.

Susan stares at the floor, her eyes following the course of

the clicking...

...which leads to Leonard's wounded, bloodstained leg.

SUSAN:

Oh, God.

(Looks at Leonard.)

The blood...

KLANGGG! A Mimic leg PIERCES the ceiling above them!

Susan pulls Leonard out of the way just in time as

IN THE SUBWAY CAR

KLANG! KLANG! More legs break through the ceiling!

SUSAN AND LEONARD

emerge from the control booth, Leonard's arm over Susan's

shoulder.

SUSAN:

His blood! It's driving them crazy! We

have to mask the odor!

PETER:

How?!

But there's not time enough to discuss possible solutions.

Leonard pulls off his jacket. Susan begins wrapping it around

his wound to mask it. Manny helps.

Peter has upended one shelf, jamming it against a broken

window as a barricade.

Despite their efforts, the Mimics are not thrown off the

scent.

PETER:

It's no use! They know we're in here!

SUSAN:

They don't know anything Peter, they

just sense. They're hardwired!

PETER:

Right. Hardwired to eat anything that's

not like them!

The whole car is now shaking and buckling.

SUSAN:

Exac...

She looks over at the severed Mimic corpse nearby. A

realization...

SUSAN:

(To Manny)

Give me your razor.

Manny looks at her blankly. Susan just takes the blade.

The whole car is now shaking and buckling.

She runs to the Mimic's carcass. For a moment, she

hesitates. But the pandemonium leaves her little choice.

She SLICES into the Mimic's corpse with the razor...

PETER:

What are you doing?

...sticks her arm in all the way to the elbow...

...and pulls out two fat AMBER SACS the size of

softballs. She SLICES them open.

Orange GOO leaks out, its stench overpowering.

LEONARD:

(covers his nose)

Sh*t!

Peter looks up as Susan slides one of the sacs over to

him.

SUSAN:

Rub it on the windows!

PETER:

What-

SUSAN:

Just do it!!

Holding his breath, against the stench, he smears the

crap on the windows, the doorframe...

MANNY:

looks to the roof, listening.

And remarkably, the SOUNDS of the Mimics START

SUBSIDING.

Susan comes over to Leonard, begins dabbing the goop on

Leonard's wound. Leonard makes a face at the stink.

LEONARD:

What are you putting that crap on me

for?

SUSAN:

Scent glands. Insects use 'em to

identify themselves to each other.

She smears the floor area behind Leonard. The activity winds

down gradually, and finally comes almost to a halt.

CUT TO:

SUBWAY CAR - LATER

Leaning against the dirtied window, Manny creates a streak

for every Mimic he sees.

Peter, Leonard and Susan are hard at work. Leonard has

created a small "model" of the station using pocket debris

and the wall map.

LEONARD (O.S.)

Okay. That's us.

Manny's lighter represents the subway car.

LEONARD:

This track we're on? Goes down into

the repair area.

(Makes an "X" further down)

The elevator's over here. Leads up to

the active tunnels.

THUMP! An oily, soft abdomen brushes lazily up against

the glass. Manny moves away.

PETER:

Can we get this car there?

LEONARD:

Someone'd have to go to the

switchroom, pull the coupling lever,

that'll send us left and to the

elevator.

SUSAN:

But the power...

LEONARD:

Hell, I might be able to juice the whole

area, if I can get to the power box. It's

just a couple of cables...

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