The Relic Page #18
- R
- Year:
- 1997
- 110 min
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PENDERGAST:
Shut them up!
JONATHAN:
Heel Argo! Hobbes! Heel!
The dogs drag Jonathan forward, paying no attention, foaming at the
mouth. Jonathan is now frightened.
JONATHAN:
They're going crazy! I need help!
Too late. As Jonathan tries to grab the collars, one of the dogs LEAPS
forward, and the leash slips through Jonathan's hands.
JONATHAN:
He's loose! Argo!
Argo BOLTS into the darkness. The men start after the dog, following
the frantic barking which echoes farther and farther in the distance.
Pendergast is in the lead. Suddenly he throws out his arms, halts.
PENDERGAST:
Stop!
JONATHAN:
Holy mother, what is that?
A goatish odor envelops them all.
DEPUTY ONE:
Smells God-awful. Like rotten meat.
JONATHAN:
Argo! Come!
PENDERGAST:
Quiet!
A SCUFFLING sound of claws dragging on brick is heard followed by a
ROAR. The men all freeze. The other dog leaps and twists with
excitement. In the confusion it also breaks free! It tears after the
first dog, disappearing into the darkness. Now Jonathan is wild-eyed.
JONATHAN:
No! Hobbes!
The deputies are terrified, retreat. The darkness is stifling,
claustrophobic. The flashlights are small help. Pendergast alone
remains dead calm. His voice is cool and commanding.
PENDERGAST:
Forget the dogs. You two, get back
here. Don't point that gun at me.
The deputies regain control and follow Pendergast's orders. They fall
into position, pump their shotguns and aim them down the hall. In the
echoing darkness ahead of them, the barking falters and stops.
There is a moment of silence, then a terrible, unearthly SHRIEK. The
deputies quail, frozen in their tracks. Jonathan leaps forward.
JONATHAN:
Argo! Hobbes!
PENDERGAST:
Get back! Now!
At that moment a SHAPE hurtles at them from the darkness! The men YELL
in terror. There are two stunning BLASTS from the shotguns, two
FLASHES of light accompanied by a deafening roar. The rumble echoes
and dies and there's an intense silence, followed by a sob.
JONATHAN:
You shot my dog!
Hobbes lies five feet from them, a black shadow of death. Jonathan
kneels by the dog, tears in his eyes. Down the animals side is a GASH.
JONATHAN:
My dog...
DEPUTY ONE:
(stammers)
In the distance they can hear a terrified howl. It's the second dog,
hurt or frightened. It's a pitiful sound.
DEPUTY TWO:
Let's get out of here!
JONATHAN:
I'm not going anywhere! Not without
my dog!
Pendergast grabs at Jonathan who slips from his grasp. Jonathan inches
back down the hallway calling desperately.
JONATHAN:
Hobbes!
DEPUTY ONE:
Get back!
Jonathan shakes his head no.
JONATHAN:
There's something out there! Let's
go get it now! That's why we came
down here, isn't it?
PENDERGAST:
(to the deputies)
He's right. Follow me.
But the two deputies are terrified. They cling to the wall, inching
backwards, sheer horror in their eyes.
DEPUTY ONE:
No way. I say we get help. A lot
more guns.
PENDERGAST:
DEPUTY TWO:
We'll cover you from here!
Jonathan is disappearing in front of them. Pendergast has no choice.
Grim faced, he pulls his Colt .45 Anaconda from a shoulder harness.
It's a narrow and evil-looking gun. From a pocket comes a handful of
255 grain wadcutter and 147 grain FMJ flatnose ammunition. He loads
up, goes after Jonathan, who's no longer in sight. Pendergast passes
down a long, sloping hallway into cavernous blackness ahead. At the
bottom Pendergast stops. He has to stoop down as he goes through an
archway and into...
A dark stream of water runs between concrete walls with tunnels going
off from all sides. It appears to be part of the sewer system. The dog
cowers in a corner. Jonathan moves to his side.
JONATHAN:
Look. It's Hobbes! He's all right.
PENDERGAST:
Come on. Let's get back to the
others. We can't leave them alone.
JONATHAN:
It's alright. I can tell by the way
the dog's acting that whatever was
out there is gone. What is this
place?
PENDERGAST:
Not on the map. Looks like it
connects with the city sewer.
Pendergast calls back down the tunnel for the deputies.
PENDERGAST:
We're coming back!
The words go unanswered. From the hall comes a loud REPORT. It's the
shotguns, blasting desperately. Something flies up all around them as
the sound echoes. BATS!
Pendergast and Jonathan shield themselves from the flurry of beating
wings. Finally the animals settle and Pendergast and Jonathan exchange
a look. The silence is filled by a soft RUMBLING SOUND. They stand
together, waiting. Pendergast points his gun at the hall leading back
to the deputies. A ridge of hair on the dog's back rises and it
growls.
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