The Girl with All the Gifts Page #2

Watch.

- (RUBBING HAND)

- No, please, don't do that.

(BREATHES HEAVILY)

(SNIFFS)

(CRUNCHING)

(RETCHING AND CLICKING)

(HISSING)

(SNARLING AND PANTING)

(PANTING)

(ALL START SNARLING)

(ALL GIBBER AND SNARL)

Stop it!

(SNARLING AND GIBBERING CONTINUES)

You think something's human

because it's vaguely the right shape?

- No, I don't think that.

- Good. Here endeth the lesson.

(GIBBERING AND SNARLING SUBSIDES)

(DOOR CLANGS SHUT)

What are you looking at?

If I had a box full of all the evils in the world,

I'd stick you inside and close the lid.

(SCOFFS)

(CHUCKLES) Oh, sh*t.

I'd better make sure you never get a box.

She likes me best. She touched me.

She wouldn't ever touch you.

- You're all done here.

- Sarge, wrist and ankle restraints.

Dismiss!

(LOCK CLANGS)

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDE)

(DOOR WINDOW SLIDES OPEN)

Melanie.

- Good evening, Miss Justineau.

- Who did this to you?

Hello?

Someone?

(SIGHS)

(KEYS JANGLE)

It was Sergeant Parks, wasn't it?

He did this to you.

(MELANIE SNIFFS)

Miss... Miss Justineau, you smell nice.

- Don't talk to him, OK?

- (CLICKING AND CRUNCHING)

- Promise me. If you ignore him, then...

- No! Get out!

Get out!

(SNAPPING, RETCHING AND GASPING)

(GASPING AND PANTING)

(SNARLING CONTINUES)

I'm sorry!

(SOBS) I'm sorry!

DR CALDWELL:
Good evening, Melanie.

- I see you had another visitor tonight.

- No.

These are rationed and numbered.

I can find out whose it is

by looking on the list.

I think I know who it might have been.

Would you like to give me another number?

- Anything from...

- Four.

Number four.

Really?

"Four."

(LIGHT SWITCHES CLUNK)

(KLAXON HORN BLARES)

- MAN:
Transit! Let's go!

- (BANGING ON DOOR)

Up you get!

Wakey-wakey, we're on the move!

WOMAN:
Come on, now!

MAN:
Transit!

- (BANGING ON DOORS)

- MAN:
Transit!

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

(PANTING)

(FOOTSTEPS APPROACHING)

Good morning, Private Raison.

Good morning, Sergeant Parks.

Where are we going?

What's this place called?

(LIFT RATTLING)

Why is it shaking?

(DISTANT RATTLE OF MACHINE GUNFIRE)

(MEN SHOUTING)

Sarge, south section. Fence one is down.

Use the flamethrower. Short bursts.

(MACHINE GUNFIRE)

(SOLDIERS SHOUTING)

- Need me for anything else?

- Emphatically not.

Lock all the doors after I'm gone,

and stay inside until the all-clear.

Good morning, Dr Caldwell.

Good morning, Dr Selkirk.

Good morning, Melanie.

Did you think about that cat?

The cat in the box?

It's not alive or dead. It's just gone.

- DR CALDWELL:
Why?

- Cats are clever.

The standard answer is, it's both.

Alive and dead at the same time.

MELANIE:
That's stupid. (GASPS)

DR CALDWELL:
Possibly.

But it's what you came here for, isn't it?

The answer to the mystery.

It's you, Melanie.

In this analogy, you open the box

and you find yourself there.

I'm sorry.

Dr Caldwell, I'd like to get back

to the classroom now, please.

Three mil, thiopental.

(DOOR OPENS)

- Good morning, Miss Justineau.

- (PHONE RINGS)

DR CALDWELL:
Helen, we are

in the middle of a procedure.

Leave it. I'm not doing this any more.

More self-doubt, Helen. We are so close.

This isn't what I signed up for.

It is exactly what you signed up for.

We're cutting up children.

They present as children.

You know my opinion on that.

That the pathogen, the fungus,

does their thinking for them?

You only have to speak to them

for five minutes!

I do that every day.

I read your reports every day.

Helen, this is an argument

I've had with myself a thousand times.

But I'm listening.

Look, putting the scalpel down.

And you can put down your weapon.

Please.

Please.

- Ow! (GASPING)

- Miss Justineau!

Security detail. Go!

(SCREAMS)

No! Leave her alone.

(COUGHS)

(HELEN GROANING AND COUGHING)

Wait a moment.

Helen, this is not another blind biopsy.

This is a processing run.

Do you understand me?

I am producing a test batch of a vaccine

and she is the main ingredient.

What you're feeling...

I respect it, but I can't afford it.

- Put her in a safe place.

- Doctor, we're really busy right now...

You're responsible for her.

- (HELEN GRUNTS)

- Miss Justineau!

(KLAXON ALARM BLARES)

Should we postpone?

No. Drop the shutters.

- She's moving too much.

- (MELANIE STRUGGLING)

There's a cranial strap on the left.

I'm not gonna cut around a cranial strap.

Do I re-dose her?

DR CALDWELL:
Yes, yes, Jean,

that would be extremely...

(SCREAMING)

- (SNARLING)

- (GASPING AND GRUNTING)

(SNARLING AND SNAPPING)

(GRUNTING)

(GASPING AND PANTING)

(RETCHING AND CRUNCHING)

(PANTING)

(SNARLING)

(SNARLING)

(SNARLING AND GIBBERING)

(MELANIE PANTING)

(SNARLS)

(POUNDING ON DOOR)

(SNARLING)

(SCREECHING)

(MELANIE STRAINING)

(DR SELKIRK SPUTTERING)

(PANTING)

(PANTING)

(GUNSHOTS)

(SOLDIERS SHOUTING)

- (SNARLING)

- Argh!

(GUNSHOTS AND SCREAMING)

WOMAN:
Help! Help me!

(SHOUTING AND SNARLING)

(GUNFIRE)

MELANIE:
Miss Justineau!

HELEN:
Melanie!

- Get off! Stupid b*tch!

- No!

- (SNARLING)

- (GRUNTS)

DEVANI:
Stop!

(SCREAMING)

F***! (SCREAMS)

- (GUNSHOTS)

- (RETCHING)

(GUNFIRE AND SHOUTING)

(PANTING)

PARKS:
Come on!

(GATES RATTLING)

(PANTING)

- (SNARLING)

- (SOLDIER SCREAMING)

(MACHINE GUNFIRE)

Melanie. Melanie.

Shh, come on. Shh, shh. It's OK.

It's OK, Melanie. It's OK.

It's OK.

(BOTH GASPING)

(SIGHS)

Put our coordinates out on all frequencies.

- Log it as muster point one.

- Sarge!

- Sergeant, no!

- She's not hurting anyone! Just let her out!

- Move.

- Let her out, then she's gone! Go! Go! Go!

DR CALDWELL:
What the f*** are you doing?

That's not your decision to make!

(GASPING)

(INSECTS BUZZING)

Nothing, Sarge. Empty on all frequencies.

Then we'll leave.

But I need you to retrieve the test subject.

PARKS:
Gallagher,

check the locker for supplies.

Dillon, cover the kid.

Don't shoot her unless she moves.

Oi, stay with the vehicle.

No. Don't come too close to me.

I won't.

- Are you OK?

- I did something bad.

You did a good thing.

- You saved me like in your story.

- It wasn't like my story.

I ate bits of the soldiers.

The girl in my story didn't eat people.

If they were coming, they would be here

or they would have answered

your muster call.

What have we got? Any water?

The truck was in the shop, Sarge.

Tank got emptied out when they cleaned it.

There's canteens, a few clips of ammo,

blocker gel and... This lot?

I figure it's what the field teams

used back when they were,

- you know, trying to catch the...

- Yeah, I know what it is.

Justineau!

(SOFTLY) Just wait here.

Right, everybody, listen to me.

We're going south to Beacon.

We're gonna stock up on water

and then we're off.

What about the base personnel?

The children?

Got to assume they're dead.

As far as the kids are concerned,

hungries don't eat their own.

Once we get back to Beacon,

we can mount a search-and-rescue.

- And Melanie?

- She belongs to the programme

and she's vital.

I would suggest you take out the spare

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