The Finales II: Hypowar

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We open up on a man named Jason sleeping in his bed, A man named Peter breaks his window with a sledgehammer, and he grabs his body (Jason makes random noises) and puts it in a body bag. He throws his body outside of a window.

Peter (getting out of the window): F***er.

We cut to him walking in his car (he throws the dead body into the backseat).

Peter (turning the car on): Come on, f***er, come on--

It isn’t working, Peter bangs his head on the wheel, and he notices a cough. He looks in the back of his car, and he is stabbed in the neck.

Jason:
Motherf***er! Who sent you?!

Peter falls on the passenger seat.

Jason (shaking Peter’s dead head): WHO SENT YOU?!

Jason bangs his fist on his head, We cut to a woman, Lisa, on a computer in an office, She gets up, and walks in her boss’ room. He, Shane, is having sex with a blonde, Jane, when he sees her.

Shane:
Motherf***er!

Lisa:
Oh my f***ing god!

Jane (grabbing her bra on the desk and grabbing her shirt on the floor): Sh*t.

Shane:
Lisa! What the hell?!

Lisa:
Jane?!

Shane:
You’ve gotta be f***ing kidding me! Now?!

Jane (running out of the room, getting her bra on): It’s not what it looks like!

Jane slams the door, and Lisa begins yelling.

Lisa:
Are you f***ing insane?!

Shane:
No but I was f***ing her in the ass--

Lisa:
I’m going to kill you!

Lisa runs to choke him, but Shane punches her to the ground.

Shane:
F***ing b*tch!

Lisa:
What the hell is your problem?!

Shane (feeling of his forehead): Nothing, You just tried to f***ing choke me!

Lisa (getting up): Whatever, Anyway, You know that idea you had, about controlling clouds?

Shane:
What? No?

Lisa:
Well, I’ve figured it out!

We cut to them outside, Lisa is sitting on the wet concrete, putting several gallons of Sprite in a cup of something the color of urine with a hint of blood.

Shane:
This is f***ing crazy! You killed her dog and took his blood and put it in her urine you forced her to pee out!?

Lisa (grabbing his head and starting to squeeze it): We’re all insane, It’s about time for you to f***ing imbrace it.

Shane:
This is a hospital! Not a f***ing Soviet Union lab!

Nate walks out of the door, and spots them.

Nate (running towards them): Hey! Hey!

Shane:
What? F***ing crazy lady #2.

Nate:
Y’all figure it out?!

Lisa:
No, F***ing retard, We figured something else out.

Nate:
What’d you say to me?

Lisa:
I said, F***ing retard.

Shane:
We figured out how to create power clouds, she said.

Lisa:
You’re not supposed to tell her!

Nate:
Power clouds?

Lisa:
Yes, Clouds are an aerosol consisting of a visible mass of minute liquid droplets, frozen crystals, or other particles suspended in the atmosphere of a planetary body or similar space--

Nate:
F*** off.

Lisa:
What?

Nate:
I said f*** off.

Lisa (standing up): You better shut up, You’re a f***ing whore, You’ve f***ed every guy in here.

Nate punches Lisa, and she falls on the cup of liquid, This causes her to evaporate (she is screaming during the evaporation).

Shane (seeing Lisa evaporate): What the hell?! The f***?!

Nate:
Jesus Christ! It’s like fast acid.

Shane (Looking over at Nate): You f***ing killed her!

Lisa evaporates, and Nate takes the cup and scoops up the liquid.

Shane:
Are you f***ing mental?!

Nate:
This. This is really intriguing. I don’t know how this works, but it does.

Shane:
It also has grape juice too, at least it has the smell of it.

Nate takes a sip of it, and it burns her lip. She burps.

Shane:
Jesus Christ.

Nate (coughing):
It tastes like f***ing melted candle wax.

Shane:
Put some of that stuff in it!

Nate:
What?

Shane:
Candle Wax, That sh*t has the most chemicals out of any solid object.

Nate:
But when it becomes melted--

Shane:
You put liquor in it.

Nate:
F***ing liquor. I’ve been drinking that sh*t since Logan was born.

We then cut to a walking 31 year old woman with several shots in her pocket outside, where it is raining cats and dogs.

Nate:
Shane?

Shane:
The f***? It's been 2 years! Where the hell have you been?

Nate:
I think I figured it out! It is several algorithms + several blood types and urine.

Shane:
That was the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard.

Nate:
It was?

Shane:
Yeah! Oh yeah, That was Lisa’s idea!

Nate:
You fired me that night! I can take a dead whore’s idea if I f***ing wanna!

Shane:
You’re f***ing crazy!

Nate:
No! I’m a f***ing genius!

Shane:
This is like a scientific Hypowar! You can’t go beneath the human genes! Me and Lisa did that for years! You’re the craziest person I’ve ever met!

Nate:
You’re the guy that f***ed your colleague's daughter...

Nate hangs up, and then calls her contact Jay.

Nate (calling someone on her flip phone): Jay! I’ve got it! I’ve f***ing got it! Oh, Voicemail.

Nate throws her phone to the ground.

Nate (while throwing it): F***ing dammit!

She stops walking.

Nate:
GOD--

A car drives by, drinching her and causing her to lose grapse of the laptop and dropping it, The screen is cracked, and the battery breaking in half.

Nate (checking the injections, still intact): Great.

We cut to Jason walking into a strip club, He sits, looking at the nude woman dancing, and Chris sits next to him.

Jason (looking at the nude’s b*obs): Hello, Chris.

Chris:
Hello, Jason.

Jason (whispering in his ear): You got the dough?

Chris:
You bet your ass I do.

We cut to them walking outside, behind the back.

Chris:
Well--

A drunk guy with the blue water from the previous movie walks out of the door.

Eli:
Aye! Aye!

Jason:
What’s up about that water?

Eli takes a sip before falling and spilling the water in a concrete hole, making a puddle.

Chris:
Oh my god!

Jason:
What the hell do we do?!

Chris:
Drag him away!

Jason:
Huh? I’ve got an idea!

Chris:
You do?

We cut to Jason throwing the body in his trunk, and we cut back to him walking to Chris.

Chris:
So, You’ve got the stuff?

Jason (Pulling the bag out of his pocket): Oh boy yeah. I’ve f***ing got it. Hell yeah!

Chris (pulling out his bow): Put the bag back in your pocket.

Jason (Putting his hands up): The f***? What the hell is this?!

Chris:
I’m part of the DEA.

Jason:
Motherf***er! I should’ve blasted you when I had the chance!

Chris:
Nigga, The f***ing po-lice would be on your ass the second you blasted me!

Jason:
Really?!

Chris (pulling the bow back): Is that a f***ing threat?

Jason then shoots Chris in the face, and Chris pulls the bow, It stabs him in the arm, and falls, his open bag of coke falls on the (green) water, Jason sees the coke.

Jason (crawling near the water): No, No!

Jason sees Chris’ face with a huge bullet hole in the cheek, We cut to him placing Chris’ bloody cheek on the coke infested puddle.

Jason (getting up and stumbling on the ground as police cars park near him and get out): F***ing pigs.

Kevin gets out of his police car, He aims his pistol at him.

Kevin:
STOP!

Jason (looking behind him, seeing his gun and bag on the floor): I ain’t got nothin’!

Kevin:
Who are you?

Jason:
WHO AM I?

Jason begins creating pink fire in with his hands.

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