Murderland Page #2

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INT. CONTROL ROOM, MURDERLAND - NIGHT

BRUCE is working the controls.

BRUCE:

Never underestimate a man who cheats on

his taxes. His file says he is an avid

jogger.

JOHNNY:

You've got to be kidding me ! His lazy

ass couldn't win the special Olympics.

INT. HALL OF DOORS, MURDERLAND - NIGHT

Simpson is limping his way down the hall. There are

doors of varying sizes and shapes on either side of him.

Some have light emanating from behind them, some don't.

It's important to note that there is no other light

other than the light coming from behind the doors. Other

than that it is pitch black in here. Only the doors

present themselves.

ANNOUNCER:

(over speakers)

Mr. Simpson, so many doors, so many

choices. Which do you prefer ?

The floor and ceiling begin their hydraulic rise/fall

toward Simpson. The closing makes a grating, mechanical

noise.

ANNOUNCER (CONT'D)

Chose wisely and with expediency !

Simpson is panicking, there is no easy choice. His brow

is covered in sweat and he starts to shake.

INT. CONTROL ROOM, MURDERLAND

Johnny rolls his chair back and slaps his hand to his

head.

JOHNNY:

He'll never get it right. Try the Log

Ride !

BRUCE:

Not yet.

JOHNNY:

But, he's...

BRUCE:

I said NO.

Johnny gets up and walks to the back of the room.

Zach listens intently to the dissention.

On the monitor we see Simpson grabbing at a door that's

locked.

INT. HALL OF DOORS, MURDERLAND - NIGHT

Simpson moves on the the next door. It's locked

He moves to the last door on the left side.

He opens it. He gets knocked all the way against the

other side of the hall by a spike. He is impaled by a

four feet long, one foot wide metal spike.

Blood drips from his corpse on the opposite wall.

INT. CONTROL ROOM, MURDERLAND - NIGHT

BRUCE:

Stop the hydraulics.

JOHNNY:

(returns to his console,

pressing several buttons on

the keyboard)

Got it.

On the monitor we see the floor stop rising.

ZACH:

(polishing his glasses)

Is that it ?

BRUCE:

Yeah, I'd say that's it.

JOHNNY:

He has a phone pole sticking in his

chest, I think we don't need an

autopsy.

ZACH:

I'm just looking for our best

interests. May I have the tapes, Bruce

?

BRUCE removes a VHS tape from the deck.

BRUCE:

(holds the tape as Zach tries

to take it)

Doesn't it bother you to see this kind

of brutal death ? I mean , I can

understand the old man's infatuation

with the stuff, but not you.

ZACH:

I'm an investment banker. I see blood

bathes everyday. Besides, mine is not

to question why, min is but to do or

die.

BRUCE:

No one has a gun to your head.

Unamused, Bruce let's go of the tape.

ZACH:

Might I suggest going a little easier

on them ? It will prolong the end and

our benefactor will be more pleased if

we could elongate the inevitable.

Bruce just stares at him in contempt.

BRUCE:

Johnny, let's get the cleanup started.

JOHNNY:

You've got it boss. One more mangled

body to the East River, coming up !

ZACH:

I must be going. Gentlemen....

Zach leaves and Johnny escorts him out.

EXT. FIFTH AVENUE, NEW YORK CITY - DAY

We follow ZACH as he walks down a street and enters an

office complex for ......

Establishing Shot : FIRST BANK

INT. FIRST BANK LOBBY - DAY

TRACKING SHOT:
Zach enters wearing the usual plush

Armani and his GQ glasses. He nods to security as he

goes into the elevator. This is a multi billion dollar

bank he works at.

The lobby has plush marble floors and the expensive

furniture that goes with being in the 9th largest

commercial bank worldwide. There are all dark, expensive

suits, all almost oblivious of each other walking to and

from.

INT. 44TH FLOOR, FIRST BANK - DAY

Zach exits the elevator. He must go to the other end of

the building to take the elevator to the penthouse.

He sees SAUNDRA, a mid twenties brunette who is wearing

a very mini skirt. She is all business, but definitely

has sexuality oozing from her pores. She is standing at

the water cooler with another exec named JUDY, 38 and a

little heavy set.

JUDY:

So have you seen Simpson ?

SAUNDRA:

No, why ?

JUDY:

He missed a meeting this morning.

Simpson hasn't missed a meeting in

three years.

SAUNDRA:

Maybe he had a better offer.

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