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Judgement (Second Draft 11/12/09)
by Robert J Stringini (rstringini@gmail.com)

Rated: R   Genre: Science Fiction/Fantasy   User Review:
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Three people are held hostage by a cult that worships a very odd, and apparently very deadly creature that they believe to be the Seocnd Coming.


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FADE IN:

INT. HOSTAGE BEDROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
The room is dark, and AMY is lying on the bed. She looks
tired, beaten. Her right hand is bandaged.
                                                            
                       JACKSON (O.C.)
Amy, wake up. You're free.
                                                            
The door to the room swings open, and the light from the
other room lands on Amy. She sits up slowly, then gets out
of bed. She limps slightly as she walks to the door.
                                                            
                       AMY
Hello?
                                                            
Amy looks out the doorway, but almost seems afraid to cross
the threshold.
                                                            
                       AMY (CONT.)
Hello? Oh my God...
                                                            
She laughs, her hand going to her mouth, trying to muffle
the sound. She runs out of the room.
                                                            
INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Amy runs into the room, but is careful not to make to much
noise. A door suddenly slams somewhere else in the house,
and she jumps, turning towards the noise.

Slowly she backs into the kitchen area.
                                                            
INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT
                                                            
Amy starts pulling open drawers, going through cabinates,
looking for a weapon. Finally she finds something. She
grabs a knife off of the counter, and turns, holding the
knife in front of her.
                                                            
                       AMY
Stay the fuck back you sick son of
a bitch! You are not touching me
again. You hear me?
                                                            
She stops, looking around the room, waiting for someone to
jump out at her. There is a soft scuffling noise, but Amy
can't see what's making it.
                                                            
P.O.V - SAVIOR BUG
                                                            

2.

The Savior Bug scurries around the kitchen, watching as Amy
takes a step towards the living room. The Savior Bug
scurries behind her, and then quickly leaps out at Amy's
ankle, biting her. Amy screams, turns, and looks down at
the bug. She screams again, and the Savior Bug hisses.

Amy turns and runs.
                                                            
INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Amy is running, her limp more severe now. She is panting.

There is the sound of the Savior Bug coming after her, it's
tiny legs scuttling across the floor. There is a lound his,
and Amy shrieks, falling to the floor.

Amy spots the back door, stands up, runs to the door, and
out of the house.
                                                            
 
EXT. PORCH - NIGHT
                                                            
The sun is just starting to come up in the horizon. Amy
runs onto the porch, and stops, turning, watching for the
bug. She has the knife held out in front of her.

She looks down, and can see that her leg is badly bitten.
Blood is soaking the leg of her pants, and she is having a
hard time keeping pressure on the leg.
                                                            
                       AMY
What the fuck are you? Oh God.
Just leave me alone! Leave me the
fuck alone.
                                                            
Amy turns, and JACKSON is standing behind her. He grabs her
wrist, and she drops the knife. Then he pushes her, and she
lands on her back.

He takes a step forward.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Such language. My dear girl, how
do you ever expect to get into
heaven with a mouth like that?
                                                            
                       AMY
Fuck you!
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Oh, Amy dear, I believe it is you
who is fucked.
                                                            

3.

Amy freezes when she hears the scurrying of little bug legs
behind her. She sits up.
                                                            
                       AMY
No.
                                                            
P.O.V - SAVIOR BUG
                                                            
The Savior Bug is watching Amy.

She slowly turns her head towards the bug, and screams. The
Savior Bug hisses loudly and rushes her, aiming for her
throat.
                                                            
EXT. PORCH - NIGHT
                                                            
Jackson is suddenly sprayed with blood, and Amy's screams
slowly die. Then there is the sound of the little bug legs
scuttling off.

Amy's throat is ripped open, and she is gargling blood. She
coughs, and Jackson looks down at her. He walks over to the
knife she had dropped and picks it up, the then walks back
to Amy, leaning down, close to her face.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Sadly, you have not been chosen.
And I had such high hopes for you,
and what you could bring to the
flock. Well, the Savior's word is
final.
                                                            
Jackson howls, raises the knife, and slams it down into
Amy's chest.
                                                            
                                         FADE TO: OPENING
CREDITS
                                                            
 
INT. KITCHEN - DAY
                                                            
                                         FADE IN
                                                            
DELIA is standing at the stove, a boiling pot in front of
her. She is humming to herself softly, while dropping eggs
into the pot.

There is a ding, and toast pops out of the toaster. She
walks over, picks it up and plops it on a plate. There is a
muffled thudding in the background, and the sound of someone
yelling through a gag.

Jackson enters, he sniffs the air and smiles.
                                                            

4.

                       DELIA
Well, aren't you up early.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
The sun was so bright, the air so
fresh... I just couldn't resist.
And the smell of food was very
tempting.
                                                            
                       DELIA
You'll have to wait. Our guests
get served first.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Delia. Always such a kind hostess.
                                                            
Jackson snatches a piece of toast, and takes a bite. He
smiles as Delia gives him a playful slap on the shoulder.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Is Micah still sleeping?
                                                            
                       JACKSON
He had a tough night last night.
He's still getting use to things,
to the heavy lifting.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Well no one said doing God's work
wouldn't put a few aches and pains
in your back. He'll adjust.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
I hope so.
                                                            
The muffling is louder, followed by the sound of feet
kicking a wall.

Jackson turns, looking back at the far bedroom.
                                                            
                       DELIA
They are a noisy bunch. Are you
sure? About them I mean.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
They need us the most! Those
three are lost, and I found them.
You, me and Micah will help them
find peace.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Jackson, you are a good man. A
good, good man.
                                                            

5.

Delia removes the hard boiled eggs from the pot and places
them in a basket. She looks at the small meal and frowns,
putting her hands on her hips.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
What's wrong?
                                                            
                       DELIA
I just wish I could give them
more. I mean, a little jam or
butter maybe.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You know the rules. They must be
cleansed or... well, it's best not
to think about that.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I know.
                                                            
Delia takes the plate and the basket with the eggs and heads
towards the far bedroom. She walks through the small dining
area, through the living room, and stops at the door.

She places the food on the ground, and pulls out a key. She
unlocks the bedroom, lets the door swing open, picks up the
food, and heads inside.
                                                            
INT. HOSTAGE BEDROOM-DAY
                                                            
The shades are drawn, and the room is rather depressing.

Sitting on the floor, at the foot of the bed are ADAM and
ROSE. On his back, next to the wall is KYLE. They are
bound and gagged with blindfolds over there eyes.

Delia places the food on the bed, walks over and lifts the
blind, letting light flood the room. She smiles, and with a
Leave it to Beaver twirl, turns to her three "guests".
                                                            
                       DELIA
Good morning everyone! May God...
                                                            
Kyle interrupts Delia's greeting by kicking the wall and
attempting the scream. The gag muffles the sound.
                                                            
                       DELIA (CONT.)
Well, that just won't do. I'm
sorry young man. I know you don't
want to be here, but try and make
the best of it.
                                                            

6.

                       KYLE
      (muffled)
Fuck you cunt.
                                                            
Delia walks over, grabs Kyle's shoulders, and drags him back
to the foot of the bed. While she appears sweet, she roughs
Kyle up a bit, bumping him into side tables and the bed as
she drags him.

When she has Kyle positioned next to the others she stands
up straight, brushes out her clothes, brushes her hands
together, and eyes her three "guests".
                                                            
                       DELIA
Well, I can't feed you like this.
                                                            
Delia bends down and removes the blindfolds, and then Rose
and Adam's gag. She goes to remove Kyle's and stops.
                                                            
                       DELIA (CONT.)
You... I think you could use a
good fast. It'll clean up your
vocabulary right quick.
                                                            
Delia smiles and pats Kyle on the head.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Why are you doing this to us? I...
I never did anything to you? Did
I?
                                                            
                       DELIA
No sweetie. We didn't do this to
punish you. You've done nothing
wrong... not to us at least. No,
we're going to save you!
                                                            
                       ROSE
Please, just let us go. Please.
I... I don't want to die.
                                                            
                       DELIA
You won't die. Not if you do
everything that we, and God, ask
of you. We are offering you
freedom, all of you.
                                                            
                       ADAM
You're going to let us go?
                                                            
                       DELIA
No silly. Not that kind of
freedom. Spiritual freedom.
                                                            

7.

                       ROSE
Couldn't you just ask us for money
or make us read your newsletter or
something?
                                                            
                       DELIA
We've tried that, and have found
that this method works the best.
                                                            
                       KYLE
      (muffled)
Untie me you fucking bitch or I'll
rip your goddamn tits off and make
you wear them as earmuffs.
                                                            
Delia turns and backhands Kyle. He falls to the side, blood
dripping from his split lip. She then grabs him by his hair
and props him up again.

Her sweet, demure demeanor returns.
                                                            
                       DELIA
The Lord is a blessing, not a
curse. Taking his name in vein
will not be tolerated, is that
understood?
                                                            
Rose and Adam nod. Kyle snaps his head towards Delia.
                                                            
                       KYLE
      (muffled)
Go to hell.
                                                            
Delia gives Kyle a kick, and then resumes smiling.
                                                            
 
INT. LIVING ROOM - DAY
                                                            
Jackson is sitting on the couch, Bible in his lap. His eyes
are closed. His head is leaned back. He is smiling. The
scene is almost sexual.

MICAH walks in, still messy from sleep. He rubs his eyes,
and sits across from Jackson.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Good morning...
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Shh... Enjoy it. The morning
silence.
                                                            

8.

The sound of Kyle's muffled groan as Delia hits him again
can be heard in the background. Jackson's smile grows. He
runs his hand over his chest, stopping over his heart.

Micah winces, and looks away.
                                                            
                       JACKSON (CONT.)
That, my dear boy, is the sound of
another blessed day.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Sounds more like assault and
battery to me.
                                                            
Jackson opens his eyes, sits up, and gives Micah a gentle
tap on the side of the head.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Learn to enjoy life. You've made
it. You've been chosen. Rejoice.
                                                            
                       MICAH
I guess I'm still tired, is all. I
didn't sleep very well.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You'll get use to it. It takes a
while, I know, and you're new. New
to us, to the group, to your life
as a saved man. It takes time, I
know. It took even me time to
adjust.
                                                            
                       MICAH
I just... I don't understand why
we have to be so... rough.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
These people are lost. They don't
understand that they need to be
saved. They need their salvation
thrust upon them. A tract here, a
street corner sermon there is not
enough. These people... these
lost souls need to be grabbed by
the hair on the back of their head
and forced to see how wicked their
lives really are.
                                                            
Jackson looks towards the hostage's bedroom.
                                                            

9.

                       MICAH
What if it doesn't work? What if
they don't pass through the next
stage?
                                                            
                       JACKSON
We can't think about that now. All
we can think about is saving those
who have been placed in front of
us. A homosexual, a whore and a
drug addict. Three hopeless
cases, many would say.
                                                            
                       MICAH
What if they fail Jackson?
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You know what happens. You saw it
with your own eyes. You
experienced it. It is not pretty,
or nice. It is vengeance. If
they fail, they will be punished.
They will be put to death, and the
blood shall be on their own hands.
                                                            
Micah stands, turning away from Jackson, looking out the
window, at the beautiful morning outside.
                                                            
                       JACKSON (CONT.)
You are thinking about them again.
Micah, what have I told you? Push
them from your mind. They're
gone. They failed.
                                                            
                       MICAH
They are... were my family. My
parents.
                                                            
Jackson stands. He puts his hands on Micah's shoulders.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
We are your family now. The group
is all you need. We will care for
you, nurture you, love you. You
were chosen. Be glad.
                                                            
Delia leaves the hostage's bedroom, letting out a sigh. She
closes the door just as Kyle pitches another fit.
                                                            
                       DELIA
That one is going to be a handful.
Why on earth would you choose
him? He seems like such a waste.
                                                            

10.

                       JACKSON
We cannot turn away a challenge.
You know that. And they hunger.
If he fails, which sadly he is
likely to do, they will feast.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I guess, but since you picked him,
he's your responsibility. I will
not be cleaning up after him.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You always say that, and yet you
always give in. You can't help
yourself.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Well, I can't have things turning
into a mess. I've seen far to
many messes. Do you remember that
biker and his... what did he call
her? His mama! Do you remember
them? What a disaster that was?
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Let it go Delia. Kyle won't be
like them. He'll be weak as a
baby in a couple of hours. The
withdrawals will take the fight
out of him.
                                                            
                       DELIA
For your sake I hope so. Oh!
Withdrawals. I forgot about the
withdrawals. Oh, the vomiting and
the sweats. I'll need a bucket
and a wash cloth. Do you think I
have enough time? When was his
last fix?
                                                            
                       MICAH
Right before we chucked him in the
trunk. Jackson shot him up again
when we brought him in.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
He speaks!
                                                            
                       DELIA
You did what? Jackson, needles...
really? That's so icky.
                                                            

11.

                       JACKSON
I wanted him to stay calm for as
long as possible. Is it so wrong
to want a peaceful morning?
                                                            
Delia walks over to the couch, picks up the Bible and begins
flipping through it as if she was reading a magazine.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I guess not. I just worry. The
drugs are still in his system
then.
                                                            
Jackson sits next to Delia, putting his hand on her knee.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
I only gave him a little.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Only a little?
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Very little. A teenie-tiny little
hit to keep him calm. That's all.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Then I guess it's alright.
                                                            
Delia puts down the Bible and stands up, heading towards the
kitchen.
                                                            
                       DELIA (CONT.)
Well, breakfast will be ready
soon. So Micah, go clean up.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Yes ma'am.
                                                            
Micah walks off towards the bathroom. Jackson watches him.
He waits until Micah is out of sight to speak again.
                                                            
                       DELIA
What? I see it on your face.
Something's wrong.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
I worry about him. I don't know
if he was the right choice.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Jackson... are you questioning
God's choices now?
                                                            

12.

                       JACKSON
Of course not! I just worry. I
care about him. I want him to do
well, but that sadness that
surrounds him holds him back.
                                                            
                       DELIA
It'll pass. Like a storm cloud
always does.
                                                            
 
INT. BATHROOM - DAY
                                                            
Micah is standing in front of the mirror. He rubs his hands
over his face, through his hair. He lifts up his shirt,
examining a large bruise on his rib cage from the night
before.

He turns, grabbing a towel and uses it to block the bottom
of the door. Then he reaches under the sink and pulls out a
pack of cigarettes and a lighter.

He starts the shower, waits a few seconds for the water to
get hot, then lights up a cigarette. He takes a long drag,
closes his eyes, savors the nicotine, and then lets the
smoke out. He looks towards the door, back at his
cigarette, takes one more drag, then puts it out in the
toilet.

He sticks his hand under the water, testing the temperature,
then pulls off his shirt. Before he gets undressed he takes
one last look at himself in the mirror.
                                                            
                       MICAH
I need to get out of here.
                                                            
Micah puts his hands over his mouth and starts to scream,
the sound muffled. He stops his feet, shakes his head, and
throws a mini-tantrum.

He then leans against the sink, trying to catch his breath.
Finally he turns on the water and grabs his toothbrush.
                                                            
 
INT. HOSTAGE BEDROOM - DAY
                                                            
Kyle is screaming, the gag still in his mouth. He's
thrashing around.

Rose and Adam are watching him. Adam keeps eyeing the door,
waiting for someone to walk in. Adam is closest to Kyle.
Rose is looking around the room for something to cut her
bindings on.
                                                            

13.

                       ROSE
Shut up, or that Leave it to
Beaver bitch'll come back here.
                                                            
Kyle doesn't listen. He keeps screaming and kicking, his
face turning red.

Adam scoots over to Kyle. He leans, falling over, his
fingers grabbing Kyle's gag. He slides the gag a little,
and Kyle uses his tongue to push it the rest of the way out.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Will you be quiet now?
                                                            
                       ROSE
What the hell did you do that for?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Shut up bitch. I couldn't breath.
My nose ain't that great at
getting air.
                                                            
                       ADAM
To much coke? I've seen it in a
few of my clients. They get this
weird wheezie noise coming from
their noses. I guess the coke
just... Sorry. I ramble when I'm
nervous.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Bitch should have left you both
gagged.
                                                            
                       KYLE
What the fuck is your problem?
                                                            
                       ROSE
What's my problem? I'm not the
one thrashing around like I'm
having a fucking seizure during an
earthquake.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I don't do well without my morning
pick me up, okay? Now get off my
fucking back.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Damn. These ropes are cutting
into my wrists.
                                                            

14.

Adam manages to get himself into a seated position. With a
little wiggling he gets his hands free. Then he reaches
down and unties his legs.
                                                            
                       ROSE
How the fuck you do that?
                                                            
                       ADAM
I use to date a forgetful leather
daddy. Long story, but the short
lesson is I learned how to untie
myself. He once left me hanging
upside down for half an hour. I...
I'm sorry.
                                                            
Adam walks over and starts to untie Rose's hands.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Never would have pegged you as a
freak.
                                                            
                       ADAM
I'm not. Just desperate. Not
much of a demand for accountants
in the club scene. Unless it's
tax season. I'm Adam by the way.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Rose.
                                                            
Rose gets her hands free. Adam stands and walks over
towards Kyle while Rose unties her own feet.

He leans down and goes to untie Kyle's hands.
                                                            
                       KYLE
You cop a feel, you owe me fifty
bucks, got it faggot.
                                                            
Rose stands up, rubbing her wrists. Little red marks are
visable on her skin.
                                                            
                       ROSE
You're a real piece of work, you
know that? He's trying to help
you dumb ass.
                                                            
Adam quickly starts working on Kyle's hands, and once
they're free he steps away, moving closer to Rose.
                                                            
                       ADAM
And your name?
                                                            

15.

                       KYLE
What?
                                                            
                       ADAM
What's your name? If we're going
to be stuck here, we may as well
know each other's names.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I don't plan on being stuck here
much longer, so what's the point?
                                                            
Kyle stands up and goes over to the door. He checks the
handle. Locked. He goes to the windows. Sealed shut.
                                                            
                       KYLE (CONT.)
Fuck!
                                                            
                       ROSE
Yeah, we're locked in. Big
surprise.
                                                            
Adam sits on the bed, looking at the red marks on his
wrists. He rubs the back of his head, and winces.
                                                            
                       ADAM
They must have hit me pretty hard.
My skull feels like it's ready to
explode.
                                                            
                       ROSE
You and me both sweetheart.
                                                            
Rose sits down next to Adam. She looks over at Kyle.
                                                            
                       KYLE
What?
                                                            
                       ROSE
You're still stuck here with us,
so give us your name.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Kyle.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Well Kyle, you don't look so good.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I don't feel so good either. I
feel like shit, to be more direct.
                                                            

16.

                       ADAM
Those are fresh.
                                                            
Adam points to Kyle's arms, the exposed track marks lacing
the inside crook of his elbow.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Everyone has their vices man. You
got your whips and ropes, I got my
chems. What you got?
                                                            
Kyle sits on the ground, leaning against the wall, keeping
his distance from the others. He points at Rose.
                                                            
                       KYLE (CONT.)
Well? You gotta have somethin'.
Those Watchtower Wackjobs wouldn't
have dragged you here if you
didn't.
                                                            
                       ROSE
I got... I got a lot of mistakes I
guess. No drugs. No kinks. Just
plain old stupidity and bad
choices. I'm just wondering which
one of those choices got me stuck
in this little slice of hell.
                                                            
                       ADAM
I... I didn't say I liked the
whips and stuff. You just keep
saying that I'm into kink. I'm
not. I just... like I said, I was
desperate. I really hated it,
actually, but I liked the guy,
so...
                                                            
                       KYLE
So you let him use and abuse you.
Tale as old as time. Lived that
one a few times myself. Never
anything so nasty though. Sounds
like you have to Rosie. Taken a
ride on the abuse train.
                                                            
                       ROSE
It's Rose, never Rosie. Remember
that.
                                                            
                       ADAM
We are a sad little picture,
aren't we.
                                                            

17.

                       KYLE
Yep. And now the fine fuckers
outside want to save us from
ourselves. Well, let 'em try
their motherfucking best. No one
has saved this asshole yet. Not
God, not the Steps, not... shit...
                                                            
Kyle doubles over. He is starting to sweat.
                                                            
                       ROSE
You okay? You ever come down
before? You know, clean, no help?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Yeah. I'm an old pro.
                                                            
                       ADAM
You aren't that old.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Yeah, well, I sure as hell feel
old.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Just hang in there. Things can
only get better, right?
                                                            
Kyle bursts out laughing, then Rose, then Adam. The
laughter only lasts a moment though, and is soon replaced by
a cold silence. They look at each other, the fear settling
in.
                                                            
 
INT. JACKSON'S BEDROOM - DAY
                                                            
The room is very neat, very tidy. In the corner is a small
dog crate with a blanket over it.

Jackson is putting on his shirt. His hair is still wet from
the shower he just took. He has several small scratches and
bite marks all over his torso, as well as bruises. He
buttons up the shirt, turns towards the mirror, and smiles
brightly.

The dog crate starts to shake. There is an odd hissing
noise coming from it.

Jackson turns, looking at the crate.
                                                            

18.

                       JACKSON
Be patient my Lord. I cannot
allow you to pass your judgement
to soon. They aren't ready.
                                                            
Jackson walks to the crate, kneels down, and places his hand
on top of it, stopping it from shaking.
                                                            
                       JACKSON (CONT.)
You can sense their sins. It
upsets you. I apologize, but your
fury just proves to me how much
they need to be saved. How much
they need your judgement, and your
freedom from their evil, sinful
lives.
                                                            
Jackson begins to gently stroke the crate. He closes his
eyes, leaning his head back. The sound changes from a hiss
to a low, almost mechanical purr.
                                                            
                       JACKSON (CONT.)
Soon they will see your beauty,
and your power. Soon, my Lord. I
wish I could set you free among
the world, but our numbers are to
small, but they will grow as you
choose your followers, your army.
We will be strong, and we will
honor you. Those that stand
against us shall fall, drowning in
their own blood. Blood that has
been drawn by your holy hand.
                                                            
                       DELIA (O.C.)
Amen!
                                                            
Jackson opens his eyes and sees Delia standing in the
doorway. She claps rapidly, a big smile on her face.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Delia, what have I told you about
coming into my room while I'm in a
state or holy rapture?
                                                            
                       DELIA
Oh well, I just can't help myself.
It's just the most amazing thing
to watch. It almost makes me feel
dirty. Almost. Anywho, breakfast
is ready.
                                                            

19.

Delia turns and leaves the room. Jackson starts to stand,
but stops, his hand going to his crotch. He has become
aroused.

The purring stops, and Jackson feels his body relax. He
stands, straightens his collar, and leaves the bedroom.
                                                            
 
INT. HOSTAGE BEDROOM - DAY
                                                            
Kyle is lying on the bed, shaking and sweating. He isn't
doing well. Adam is sitting next to him, watching, unsure
what to do, what he can do.

Rose is pacing.
                                                            
                       ADAM
What do you think they have
planned for us?
                                                            
                       ROSE
I don't want to think about it. It
could be nothing, it could be... I
just need to clear my head, and he
ain't making it easy.
                                                            
Kyle screams in pain, rolling on his side, curling into a
ball. He starts to wretch, but nothing comes out. His
stomach is empty.

Adam moves to put his hand on Kyle's back, but stops,
hesitates, and then gently touches Kyle's back. Kyle
doesn't react. He just sobs.
                                                            
                       ADAM
He's soaking wet.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Sweating out the drugs. It's not
pretty. Seen it to many times
before.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Where?
                                                            
Rose sits on the edge of the bed, keeping her back to Adam
and Kyle.
                                                            
                       ROSE
What's it matter?
                                                            

20.

                       ADAM
It's something to talk about. Take
our mind off of... our situation.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Come on Rosie. Little bonding
moment never hurt anyone.
                                                            
Kyle winces in pain, clutching his stomach.
                                                            
                       ROSE
It's Rose...
                                                            
                       KYLE
Never Rosie, I know. Don't care
though.
                                                            
                       ADAM
SO, where'd you see this before?
                                                            
                       ROSE
My day job. Work as a nurse in a
rehab clinic. Pays the bills, and
most of the people ain't to bad.
At least after they come down. But
while they sweating it out... they
can be some mean motherfuckers.
                                                            
                       ADAM
To be honest I don't think Kyle
here would ever be nice. Would
you?
                                                            
Kyle just winces again. He isn't paying attention.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Whatcha coming down from? Your
escape of choice. What is it?
                                                            
Kyle takes a deep breath, the pain passing, he rests his
head on the pillow.
                                                            
                       KYLE
What ever I can get. Never really
had a favorite. Loved all my
babies equally.
                                                            
                       ROSE
You are in for some kind of hell,
you know that?
                                                            
                       ADAM
I think he gets it.
                                                            

21.

                       ROSE
No. I think he needs to hear
this. You, my friend, brought
this on yourself. I bet you had
people offering you help all your
life, and you just spit in their
face, and finally...
                                                            
Rose stands up, looking directly at Kyle.
                                                            
                       ROSE (CONT.)
Finally they all wised up and
walked away, leaving you to self
destruct all on your own. Am I
right?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Seems like more than a day job to
you honey. Who you try to dry
out? Who spit in that pretty
little face of yours?
                                                            
                       ROSE
Fuck you.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Come on, open up, show us what
your insides look like.
                                                            
                       ADAM
We don't have to go there. I'd
kind of prefer if we didn't.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Why not? You're the one who
thought up the heart to heart
idea. You should be enjoying
this.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Things are tense enough. We don't
need to add to it, okay? Okay.
                                                            
Kyle starts to shiver. He pulls the blanket on the bed over
his body. Adam removes his hand.
                                                            
                       KYLE
      (whispered)
Put your hand back.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Thought you were worried I'd cop a
feel.
                                                            

22.

Kyle cringes, pulling the blanket tighter.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Please.
                                                            
Adam lightly puts his hand back on Kyle's back. Kyle seems
to relax a little.
                                                            
                       ROSE
It's a comfort thing. Don't take
it the wrong way or anything. I
mean, you know... I... You seem to
be taking this really well.
                                                            
                       ADAM
I'm flipping out on the inside,
trust me. I just... I don't see
the point in falling apart right
now. Wouldn't really help us,
would it.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Guess not. (Pause) You should
rub in a circular motion between
his shoulder blades. Gently
though. He probably feels like
every bone in his body is
breakin'.
                                                            
Adam follows Rose's instructions.
                                                            
                       ADAM
How long does this usually take?
The whole detox.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Depends. Could take a few hours,
a few days. Could...
                                                            
                       KYLE
Could kill me.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Don't think about that.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Yes mom.
                                                            
                       ADAM
You're not the first person to
call me mom, you know that?
                                                            

23.

                       ROSE
I doubt he'll be the last. You
just have that mom aura. You know
what I mean?
                                                            
                       ADAM
It's called putting everyone else
before myself and repressing my
anger and frustration. Well,
thats what my shrink tells me.
                                                            
Kyle lets out a loud scream. He curls his body tighter, but
it doesn't seem to be helping. He screams again, his body
shaking.

The door to the room opens, and Delia stands in the doorway,
hands on her hips, a knife in her right hand.

Rose gets up, ready to rush her, and Delia holds up the
knife, pointing it at Rose.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I wouldn't try anything missy.
I've been known to... what do the
kids say these days? Oh, I've
been known to "cut a bitch".
                                                            
Delia giggles, and Rose sits back down on the bed.

Delia steps into the room, pointing the knife in Kyle's
direction.
                                                            
                       DELIA (CONT.)
You, get your hand off of him. I
will not have an faggotry in this
household.
                                                            
                       KYLE
He's just trying to help me.
                                                            
Kyle screams again, and Adam goes to grab him, but Delia has
the knife at Adam's throat.
                                                            
                       DELIA
You heard what I said, now you
best listen to me, you hear? I
will not have you corrupting this
poor man's soul. Just like you...
you... homosexuals. Taking
advantage of a man when he's in
dire need. You make them think
they need you when all they really
need is Jesus.
                                                            

24.

                       ROSE
He needs a doctor.
                                                            
                       DELIA
And you would know this how?
                                                            
                       ROSE
I'm a nurse.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Really? I thought you were a
lounge singer.
                                                            
                       ROSE
I sing at night, but nursing pays
the bills. Now get him to a
doctor, or he could die. You get
that right?
                                                            
Delia puts her hands on her hips, removing the knife from
Adam's neck, and leans her head back and laughs. Then, in a
split second she has the knife in Rose's face.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Now don't you forget whose in
charge here missy. I'll say what
he needs, not you. And what he
needs... is Jesus.
                                                            
Kyle screams again. He thrashes on the bed, grabbing Adam's
arm. Adam puts his hand on Kyle's shoulder, trying to hold
him down without Delia noticing.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Jesus Christ, shut this
motherfucking thundercunt up! The
sound of her voice is making this
worse.
                                                            
                       DELIA
You watch your mouth. I'll let it
slide this time because you're
coming down, but if it happens
again... I'll cut your balls off.
                                                            
Delia puts her hand to her mouth, shocked that she would say
something so vile. She giggles.
                                                            
                       DELIA (CONT.)
And I will to!
                                                            
Delia bursts out laughing.
                                                            

25.

                       ROSE
Can we at least get him a wet rag
or something? Please.
                                                            
Delia gains her composure, straightening her dress. She
clears her throat, and folds her hands in front of her.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Well, since you asked politely,
I'll see what I can do.
                                                            
Delia turns and leaves the bedroom, locking the door behind
her. The second she is gone, Adam goes back to rubbing
Kyle's back. Kyle seems to relax a little at the contact.

Rose stands, stopping just short of the door. She holds
back a frustrated scream, and stomps her foot.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Fucking bitch!
                                                            
She turns, looking back at Kyle and Adam.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I don't think you're trying to
convert me. You aren't, right?
                                                            
                       ADAM
No. You're not my type. To loud.
                                                            
Rose puts her ear to the door, and can hear Delia coming
back. She motions for Adam to let go of Kyle.

Adam stands, moving across the room. Rose stands next to
him.

Delia opens the door, and comes in, closing the door behind
her. She still has her knife, but is now also carrying a
bucket, with a wet rag hanging off of it.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Here you go. I brought the bucket
so he wouldn't get his... sick all
over my carpet.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Thank you.
                                                            
Delia places the bucket on the ground, then turns to leave,
but stops, looking back.
                                                            

26.

                       DELIA
I ment to ask, how in the world
did you get out of those ropes?
Jackson usually ties them so tight
I have to cut the ropes off. He
was an Eagle scout, you know.
                                                            
                       ADAM
I... took some lessons with an
escape artist.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Some reason I highly doubt that.
                                                            
Delia turns, leaving the room, and locking the door behind
her. Rose looks at Adam and muffles a laugh.
                                                            
                       ROSE
You're on rag duty mom.
                                                            
Adam picks up the bucket and the rag, and goes back to the
bed. He places the bucket on the floor, and picks up the
rag, wiping down Kyle's forehead.

Kyle sucks in air, and closes his eyes.
                                                            
                       ADAM
I don't know how much this will
help.
                                                            
                       ROSE
A lot of the stuff he's going
through is in his brain. The
comfort stuff helps relax him,
keep him from spazzing out to
much.
                                                            
                       ADAM
So... you're a lounge singer?
                                                            
Rose points at Adam.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Don't you give me an lip Houdini.
                                                            
                       KYLE
You guys are turning into the
bickering family I never wanted.
                                                            
                       ADAM
She looks angry. I think it's in
your best interest, and mine, if
you keep quiet for a little while.
                                                            

27.

Rose glares at both of them, then turns her gaze towards the
door.
                                                            
 
INT. KITCHEN - DAY
                                                            
Jackson and a cleaned up Micah are sitting at the table,
empty plates in front of them.

Delia walks over and places two plates full of food in the
center of the table. Michah goes for the food, but Delia
slaps his hand away.

She then sits down, primly placing her napkin on her lap.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Let us say grace.
                                                            
Both Jackson and Delia close their eyes and bow their heads.
Micah half ass bows his head, but keeps his eyes open.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Say it loudly dear, so that he can
hear you.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
      (yelling)
Savior, you have come to us,
graced us with your holy pressence
so that we can help administer
your justice. We consume this
food so that our bodies may be
strong and healthy so that we can
do your holy work. May you help
our numbers grow, and give us the
power to save this wretched earth.
In your mighty, mighty name amen.
                                                            
In the background the strange hissing sound can be heard, as
well as the sound of the crate banging around in Jackson's
bedroom.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Oh he heard you! He sounds so
pleased.
                                                            
                       MICAH
He sounds pissed off.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Micah!
                                                            

28.

                       MICAH
Why do we keep our savior in a
small cage?
                                                            
                       DELIA
How could you ask such a thing?
                                                            
Jackson begins piling food onto his plate.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
The savior is a very unpredictable
being. While he is good to us, he
is quick to judge those around
him. If we just let him run free
he could harm those we have not
had the chance to clense. So, we
keep him contained, for now, to
protect those who have not had the
chance to hear of his holy
presence.
                                                            
Delia takes a small amount of food onto her plate and eats
slowly.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I have to keep reminding myself
that you are new to all of this.
Sometimes Micah, I just don't see
what the savior saw in you.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
There is something there,
something deep inside your heart,
that will serve him well. He saw
it, and I do as well. You just
need to learn to accept, not to
question.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Always question. Probably
something his wicked parents
taught him. Well, you saw how
that turned out. It wasn't
pretty, now was it?
                                                            
Micah looks at the food, and then the ground.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Delia, dear, show some compassion.
He is still a boy. Soon he will
see us as his family, but for the
time being be gentle.
                                                            

29.

Delia looks down at her plate, never making eye contact with
Micah or Jackson.
                                                            
                       DELIA
The savior wasn't gentle. He was
viscious and brutal. He saw the
evil in their hearts, and the way
they were corrupting Micah. He
saw, and he punished them for it.
Just like he will punish Adam.
Corruptors... the most vile
creatures I ever did encounter.
                                                            
                       MICAH
May I be excused?
                                                            
Delia looks up, all smiles.
                                                            
                       DELIA
But you haven't eaten a thing! You
can leave the table after you've
eaten. Not a second before.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You need to build up your
strength. We have much work to do
today. Much work.
                                                            
Micah takes a small amount of food, and begins to eat
quickly.

Delia slams her hand on the table. Micah jumps, dropping
his fork.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I will not tolerate disrespect! Do
you know how long I cooked? How
many hours I spent slaving over
that stove, and you're just going
to shovel that food in your mouth,
just to get away from me. You
listen here young man, I will not
tolerate it. The savior may have
spared you, but I am not so
merciful.
                                                            
Jackson places his hand over Delia's. He looks at her
directly, although Delia refuses to make eye contact,
instead looking at the floor, then out the window.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Micah, you may go to room for
Bible study. I expect you out
here and ready in an hour. We
            (MORE)

30.

                       JACKSON (cont'd)
shall start the cleansing then.
You remember the first step, I
hope.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Yes sir.
                                                            
Micah stands, and leaves the room.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You need to control your temper.
Outbursts like that upset me, and
most importantly they upset the
savior.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I'm sorry. I'm just... I'm a
little on edge, thats all. It's
having Adam here. He just...
                                                            
                       JACKSON
He reminds you.
                                                            
                       DELIA
If it wasn't for social deviants
like him my husband would still be
with me. And the way he looks at
Kyle, even while the man is in
such a sickly state. I can see it
in his eyes, that burning lust. It
sickens me Jackson, it honestly
sickens me.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Take a deep breath Delia. It
sickens the savior as well. You
know that. You will see first
hand tonight how the savior judges
those who go against his natural
order. This is his first
homosexual you know.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Is it horrible that I hope Adam's
face is torn off?
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Of course not! Your hatred of sin
is what drew you to me, and to our
mission. That fire, that anger is
what makes you a warrior like no
other.
                                                            

31.

                       DELIA
Oh Jackson, you always do know how
to calm me down.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
It is my gift.
                                                            
Delia leans in to kiss Jackson, but Jackson leans back.
                                                            
                       JACKSON (CONT.)
One more thing you must learn to
control.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I'm sorry.
                                                            
They both quietly go back to their meals. Delia steals a
quick glance at Jackson and smiles.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
When we are done with the first
stage we'll have to run into town,
grab some supplies. Micah will be
okay here alone as long as the
door to the room is locked.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Oh, that reminds me, they somehow
managed to get out of their
bindings. Adam says...
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Enough talk about Adam. I don't
want you getting upset again.
                                                            
Kyle can be heard screaming in the background.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Please, I know we have to
eventually save them, but could
you wait to pick up anymore
junkies. At least until I sound
proof the room. All that
screaming is going to give me one
horrible, horrible headache.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
I'll keep that in mind when we
select our next converts.
                                                            
 

32.

INT. MICAH'S BEDROOM - DAY
                                                            
The room is small, about the size of a walk-in closet. There
is a sleeping bag on the floor, a small, battery powered
lamp, and a Bible. The lamp is on, but dim.

Micah is sitting, his back pressed against the wall. His
knees are pulled to his chest. He's crying.
                                                            
                       MICAH
That bitch. That fucking bitch.
                                                            
He slams his fist against the wall.

A few seconds later the door opens. Jackson crouches down,
looking Micah in the eye. He wipes away a tear from Micah's
cheek.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You've been crying.
                                                            
                       MICAH
I'm sorry. I know, I need to be
strong, it's just...
                                                            
                       JACKSON
I understand. Delia's words were
harsh, uncalled for. She... is a
very emotional woman. That is her
strength and her weakness. Sadly,
it was the weakness that showed
this morning when she attacked
you. I apologize for her.
                                                            
                       MICAH
I didn't mean to disrespect her. I
really didn't. I just... I had to
get away.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Well, pull yourself together, and
meet me on the porch in fifteen
minutes.
                                                            
Jackson stands. Micah looks up at him, trying to look at
him with admiration, but the fear is obvious.
                                                            
                       JACKSON (CONT.)
We'll try to get you a bigger room
soon. I promise.
                                                            
Jackson closes the door.


33.

Micah keeps his eyes glued to the door. He lets out a gasp.
He had been holding his breath.
                                                            
 
INT. HOSTAGE BEDROOM - DAY
                                                            
Kyle, Adam and Rose are all lying on the bed. Kyle hasn't
seemed to improve at all, and Adam is trying his best keep
him calm.

Rose alternates between sitting on the bed, and pacing the
room. The small space is starting to get to her.
                                                            
                       ROSE
I fucking hate this. The air is
so stail. It feels like I'm
breathin' in dust.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Just try and focus on something
else.
                                                            
                       ROSE
All I'm focusing on is how sweet
it is going to be when I finally
breath in some fresh,
motherfuckin' air. That's all.
                                                            
The sound of the door being unlocked can be heard. The door
opens and Jackson enters, Delia behind him. Micah stays
back, trying not to look into the room.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Well, your wish will be granted
soon enough.
                                                            
Rose goes to rush Jackson, but he pulls a gun on her. She
stops, hands in the air. Adam steps away from the bed,
although Kyle grabs his arm.

Delia glares at Adam, but says nothing.
                                                            
                       ROSE
I take it you've done this before.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
A few times. I learned very
quickly never to enter this room
unarmed. You can never trust how
people will react to being held,
even if it is for their own good.
                                                            

34.

                       KYLE
My own good. My own fucking good.
You're fucking killing me man.
                                                            
Kyle starts to wretch, and Adam grabs the bucket, leaning
Kyle forward so that he can throw up.

Jackson ignores Kyle, and clears his throat. He lowers the
gun.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You will not have to wait much
longer. The cleansing process
begins now, and soon, soon you
shall all understand my... our
purpose.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Somehow I doubt that.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Doubt will cost you Rose. It will
cost you dearly.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Oh, that smell. Jackson, could we
pretty please move this outside?
                                                            
Jackson makes eye contact with Rose. A slight smile graces
his face.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Yes, there is no point in wasting
time. Micah, help Adam with Kyle.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I don't think thats such a wise
idea.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Delia... now is not the time, nor
the place.
                                                            
Jackson steps out of the way, leaving the doorway exposed.
He points with his free hand, motioning them to leave.

Micah steps in, keeping his head down. He helps Adam get
Kyle to his feet. Kyle howls with pain, his legs barely
able to hold him up.
                                                            
                       JACKSON (CONT.)
Please follow Delia, and
understand that if you run, I will
shoot you. Delia is also armed,
            (MORE)

35.

                       JACKSON (cont'd)
and I have to admit, a little to
trigger happy. So, don't test
her. I'm hoping that all of you
will make it through today alive.
                                                            
Micah and Adam prop Kyle up and start leading him out the
door. When they pass Delia she leans in close to Adam.
                                                            
                       DELIA
If you try anything, I'll make
sure it'll take more than a mop
and bucket to clean you up. Okay?
Okay.
                                                            
Delia leads the men out of the room. Jackson looks at Rose.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Please Rose, don't make me prove
how serious I really am.
                                                            
                       ROSE
How do you know my name? All our
names?
                                                            
                       JACKSON
I've been following all three of
you for a while. I chose each of
you for very specifc reasons. I
hope you can understand why after
getting to know your roommates.
                                                            
                       ROSE
No, I can't. I can't understand
this. Any of this. It's just all
a little to crazy for me to get a
full grasp of what's going on.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
There will be time for questions
later, but right now you must pass
through our first ritual.
                                                            
Jackson starts to raise the gun, but Rose starts moving. She
glides past Jackson, and as she does he takes a moment to
smell her hair.

He closes the bedroom door.
                                                            
 

36.

EXT. PORCH - DAY
                                                            
The large wooden porch is mostly empty except for several
large buckets of water, and a small box containing a pair of
yellow rubber gloves and a three knives.

Delia, gun pressed into Adam's back, leads Micah, Kyle and
Adam to the center of the porch and stops them.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Now Micah, if you would be so kind
to step away.
                                                            
Micah does as he is told and lets Kyle go, stepping behind
Delia. Kyle starts to fall and Adam grabs him, attempting
to hold him up.

Delia shrieks, and strikes Adam across the face with her
gun. Adam drops Kyle and falls to his knees, clutching the
side of his face. Delia holds the gun to the side of Adam's
head.

Jackson and Rose approach the group, and Rose starts to run
towards Delia, but Jackson stops her.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Delia!
                                                            
                       DELIA
He embraced him. He took him into
his arms.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Put the gun down.
                                                            
                       DELIA
He'll be judged tonight, and you
know he'll fail. Why should we
wait? Mother always said you
shouldn't hold off on doing what
needs to be done. I could just do
it now. Save us a little time.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Sick bitch. If you hurt him,
I'll...
                                                            
                       DELIA
You'll what dear? You can barely
stand, let alone hurt me. Why,
you're as harmless as new born
pup.
                                                            

37.

Delia shifts the gun, pointing it now at Kyle. She giggles.
                                                            
                       DELIA (CONT.)
Or I should shoot you, kill you
before this monster can corrupt
you. He wants to recruit you
Kyle, you know that.
                                                            
Adam watches for a moment, then grabs Delia's arm, pulling
the gun towards himself, placing it over his heart. Delia
is about to pull the trigger, but Jackson walks over. He
grabs the gun out of her hand, and then slaps her across the
face.

Delia stumbles back, shocked. She looks at Jackson, tears
in her eyes, and her hand held to her cheek.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Jackson.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Are you so prideful that you
believe you are right to pass
judgement? That is not your job
Delia.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I'm sorry.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Now will you behave?
                                                            
                       DELIA
Yes.
                                                            
Jackson hands Delia her gun back, and then turns to Rose,
motioning for her to stand next to Kyle and Adam.

Rose walks over, kneeling next to Adam. His lip is cut from
when Delia hit him, but he seems otherwise okay.
                                                            
                       ROSE
That was real stupid.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Just felt like the right thing to
do. Help Kyle up. God knows what
that psycho would do if I touched
him again.
                                                            

38.

                       ROSE
Focus on saving yourself, okay?
You don't know him, and you don't
know me.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Doesn't mean I should let you die.
                                                            
Rose puts her hand on Adam's shoulder and gives it a
squeeze. Adam stands slowly, a little wobbly on his feet
from the blow to the head.

Rose helps Kyle to his feet and helps keep him propped up.
Kyle looks at Adam, but doesn't say anything. Adam has his
eyes glued on Delia.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
As you can see, we are nothing if
not passionate in our faith and
beliefs.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Amen.
                                                            
Delia gently elbows Micah in the side.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Amen.
                                                            
Jackson steps in front of Kyle, Rose and Adam. He smiles.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
I have chosen you, all three of
you, to be tested so that you can
join our family. I saw something
in you, beneath the layers of sin
and evil that showed promise. Now,
I have been wrong before, but
today I hope I am right. I hope
we can help transform you, with
the power of our savior, to become
the best people you can be.
                                                            
Micah looks away as Jackson speaks. Delia is to focused to
notice. She beams with every word that Jackson speaks.
                                                            
                       JACKSON (CONT.)
Now we begin the first ritual, to
prepair you for your final
judgement tonight. You are
filthy, covered in the dirty and
grime of living in a corrupt and
immoral society. We are here to
cleanse you of that filth, to make
            (MORE)

39.

                       JACKSON (cont'd)
you pure again. While the change
will have to come from within, we
now will symbolically wash away
your sins, through a new baptism.
                                                            
Jackson steps away, and as he does, Delia chucks one of the
buckets of water at Adam.

Adam stumbles back, gasping at the freezing water. Soon
Adam, Rose and Kyle are being splashed with a constant
barrage of water. Kyle slips, and Rose attempts to catch
him, but ends up falling with him. Adam huddles next to
them, shielding his face from the freezing spray.

When the water finally stops the three hostages are gasping,
clutching at each other, trying to protect each other. They
are shivering, freezing.

Jackson walks over, one of the knives from the box in his
hand. He grabs Rose's hand, and holds it up.

In the background Delia is putting on her rubber gloves,
humming to herself. She pulls the kitchen knife from
earlier from the box, and begins cleaning it with a small
cloth. She then hands Micah a knife.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Let go of me!
                                                            
Rose tries to pull her hand away, but Jackson holds on
tight, squeezing her wrist.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
That filth seeps into your bodies,
and we must begin to let it out.
If you do not purge your sin, then
the savior will not grant you a
new life.
                                                            
Jackson slashes the blade of the knife down Rose's palm. She
grits her teeth, holding back the scream.

Delia approaches Adam. She giggles, showing off her gloves.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Safety first. Wouldn't want to
catch anything, you know. Why,
you homosexuals are worse than
plague rats!
                                                            
Delia places the blade under Adam's chin, the tip of the
knife just grazing his throat.
                                                            

40.

                       DELIA (CONT.)
Hand please.
                                                            
Adam holds out his hand, and Delia takes it. She never
takes her eyes off of Adam's face. Then, digging the blade
into his palm she slowly slices. She giggles as his face
contorts with pain.
                                                            
                       DELIA (CONT.)
Be a man Adam. It doesn't hurt
that bad.
                                                            
Delia digs the knife in a little deeper, then finishes her
slice quickly, and with great flourish. Blood splatters
from Adam's hand.
                                                            
Micah is standing, looking down at Kyle, then to his knife,
then back at Kyle.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
It's for his own good.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Yes, sir.
                                                            
Micah kneels down next to Kyle, he carefuly lifts Kyle's
hand. For a brief second they both make eye contact.
                                                            
                       MICAH (CONT.)
I'm really sorry.
                                                            
Before Micah can cut Kyle, Kyle grabs Micah's wrist, turning
his hand, exposing his palm. Across Micah's palm is a long
scar.

Kyle lets Micah's hand go, looking away.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Gotta do whatcha gotta do.
                                                            
Micah turns Kyle's hand so the palm is exposed, and
hesitates. Kyle watches him, then without warning, grabs
the blade and squeezes.

Micah looks at Kyle, shocked. He stands up.
                                                            
                       KYLE (CONT.)
You fucking asshole!
                                                            
Kyle looks at Micah, winks, then starts screaming.
                                                            

41.

                       JACKSON
Micah, go back into the house and
prepair their room for them.
They'll need fresh clothing and
bandages.
                                                            
Micah doesn't speak, only nods, and rushes back towards the
house, looking back at Kyle occasionally.

Jackson steps back, smiling, he spreads his arms.
                                                            
                       JACKSON (CONT.)
Your cleansing has begun. Rejoice!
                                                            
Rose lifts her hand, and half assedly waves it around.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Yay. We are so going to die,
aren't we.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Most likely.
                                                            
 
INT. BATHROOM - DAY
                                                            
Rose has on a pair of loose, grey sweat pants and is
currently pulling on a loose grey sweat shirt. She pushes
up the sleaves, and looks at the bandage around her hand.

Jackson knocks on the door, looking away, and closing his
eyes.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Are you clothed?
                                                            
                       ROSE
Yes.
                                                            
Rose takes a step back as Jackson enters. She does a quick
look around the room, not to thrilled that she's trapped.

Jackson opens his eyes and smiles.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You shouldn't fear me.
                                                            
                       ROSE
I'm not afraid. I'm just
cautious.
                                                            
She holds up her bandaged hand.
                                                            

42.

                       JACKSON
It was something that had to be
done. You have to understand
that. We take no joy in
inflicting pain on you.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Really? Cuz you seemed to be
having a ball. Especially that
sick bitch. She seemed to love
smashing Adam's face in with that
gun. Couldn't wait to blow a hole
through his chest.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Delia is excitable. Adam is a
person that upsets her a great
deal, brings up a lot of hard
memories. At least, what he
suffers from does.
                                                            
                       ROSE
What he... He's gay. He ain't
sufferin' from anything, other
than people's stupidity. People
like you.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You are a strong willed woman. The
savior will break you, show you
how a woman of God really acts.
                                                            
                       ROSE
I am a woman of God. Just not
your God. I am a woman of a God
of love, not hate, and sure as
hell not of violence.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You have been misled.
                                                            
                       ROSE
And what makes you the expert?
Huh?
                                                            
                       JACKSON
God sent me a new savior. He sent
him right into my backyard. In a
blaze of blue light from the
heavens he dropped our savior into
my care, and I, as his first
apostle, am spreading his new
word.
                                                            

43.

                       ROSE
Remind me to skip the Kool Aid.
                                                            
Jackson graps Rose's shoulders, looks her in the eye. He
shakes her.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Do not prove me wrong. I have
faith in you. I have faith that
you will be one of the chosen. Yet
you push me away, and you insult
the very salvation I am bringing
to you.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Salvation? You locked me in a
room! You humiliate me, you cut
me... I don't even want to know
what you have planned for me
later. And let go of me...
                                                            
Rose pushes herself free from Jackson. She looks him dead
in the eye.
                                                            
                       ROSE (CONT.)
You are a sick man. You know
that. You ain't saving me. You
ain't saving anyone. You're
torturing them, forcing your
bullshit salvation down their
throats. Believe and follow or
die. Fuck that, and fuck you.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Such anger, and such conviction.
It's almost exciting to watch if
every spiteful word didn't spell
out your death. Let it go Rose,
or he will judge you harshly.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Bring it on.
                                                            
Jackson grabs Rose's throat. She holds her ground. He gets
his face close to hers, he is breathing rapidly. His free
hand runs up her torso.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You light a fire in me. One that
I am having a very hard
controling.
                                                            

44.

                       ROSE
Is it true when they say power
hungry men have small pricks?
                                                            
Rose spits in Jackson's face. He pushes her away, and she
stumbles back a few steps. He looks at her, his face red,
his breath coming in hard, rapid gulps. He wipes the spit
from his face.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You will remain here until the
others are ready, and then you
will join them again in the
bedroom. Until then, might I
recomend some quiet prayer asking
your God to give you some
self-control. Before it gets you
in some real trouble.
                                                            
Jackson slams the door closed, followed by the sound of him
locking it.

Rose sits on the edge of the bathtub. She can't help
herself. She smiles, laughs. Then she rubs her hands over
her face, leans back, checking if the tub is dry. It is.
She lays down in the tub, and looks up at the ceiling.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Guess I hit a nerve. A little
one.
                                                            
 
INT. HOSTAGE BEDROOM - DAY
                                                            
Micah is helping Kyle into his shirt. He is looking a
little better, but not much. Adam is already dressed,
sitting on the floor across from them. Adam and Kyle are
wearing the exact same outfit as Rose.

Micah stands after Kyle is finished getting dressed. Kyle
sits up. He winces, the pain still present.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Don't you ever do something so
fucking stupid again. Got it?
Jumpin' in front of gun. You got
a death wish?
                                                            
                       MICAH
Why'd you do that anyways?
                                                            
                       ADAM
A gut reaction I guess.
                                                            

45.

                       KYLE
Well, control your gut from now
on. I ain't letting some pull
some hero bullshit on my account.
                                                            
                       ADAM
I think I liked you better when
you were shrieking in pain.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Kind of wish you let her shoot me
now, dontcha.
                                                            
                       ADAM
I didn't say that.
                                                            
Kyle looks at Micah.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Whatcha doin' here kid?
                                                            
                       MICAH
Jackson told me to watch you
two...
                                                            
                       KYLE
Not here in this room, I mean here
with those fucktards outside.
                                                            
                       ADAM
I was wondering that myself. You
don't really seem to be the
rah-rah follow the leader type.
                                                            
                       MICAH
I... I got taken in. Chosen, as
Jackson would say.
                                                            
                       ADAM
So, what's next? Floggings? Cat
O'Nine Tails? The rack?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Well, it sounds like a good ol'
time for you Adam.
                                                            
                       MICAH
I... um... I really can't...
Jackson would get pretty pissed
off if I...
                                                            
                       DELIA (O.C.)
Micah, dear!
                                                            

46.

Delia pops her head into the room. She smiles at Micah.
                                                            
                       DELIA (CONT.)
I don't want you in here. It
isn't good for you. To many bad
influences.
                                                            
                       MICAH
But Jackson said...
                                                            
                       DELIA
I don't care what Jackson said.
Out here, now. I'll lock the
door. They won't be going
anywhere.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Fine.
                                                            
Micah leaves the room, looking back at the guys and waving.

Delia smiles as Micah leaves. The second he is through the
door she steps into the room, the smile fading.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I will not have you corrupting
that young boys mind, you hear me?
Stay away from him.
                                                            
                       ADAM
We were just talking.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Anita Bryant warned about men like
you.
                                                            
                       KYLE
If you hate him so much, then why
the hell is he even here? Why
bother tryin' to save him?
                                                            
                       ADAM
I was wondering that same question
myself. You seem like you would
rather put a bullet in my brain
than "save" me.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Well, if I had my way, I would
have already delt with you, with
all of your kind. Lost causes I
say. Lost to the sins of the
flesh. No hope for you. Still,
Jackson doesn't listen. So I will
            (MORE)

47.

                       DELIA (cont'd)
put up with your presence for
tonight. I doubt highly you will
be chosen. But I will not allow
you to corrupt that boy. You have
ruined enough of the men in my
life, I will not let you...
                                                            
                       KYLE
Woah! You know her?
                                                            
                       ADAM
Never met her in my life.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Oh but that demon festering inside
of you has. It has stolen from
me, and I will not let it taint my
life anymore!
                                                            
Delia thrusts her hand into the air, finger pointed towards
the heavens. Her chin is up, her back is straight. She
stops, looks around the room, coughs gently, clears her
throat, then turns on her heal, drops her arm, and leaves
the room, locking it behind her.

A few seconds later the door flies open and Jackson pushes
Rose into the room. The door slams again, and is locked
again.
                                                            
                       ROSE
I don't know about you guys, but I
refuse to make this night easy for
them.
                                                            
                       ADAM
I totally agree. If I'm dying
tonight, and if Delia gets her
way, I am, then I'm going out
fighting.
                                                            
                       KYLE
That blow to the head make your
balls drop?
                                                            
                       ROSE
You feelin' better Kyle?
                                                            
                       KYLE
A little.
                                                            

48.

                       ADAM
Now we're just left with his
winning personality.
                                                            
Rose sits on the bed next to Adam. She looks at his face,
at his split lip, and the bruise growing on his cheek.
                                                            
                       ROSE
She got ya good.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Still got my teeth. Thats good,
right? I don't think any are
cracked even.
                                                            
                       ROSE
You were brave out there. Shocked
the hell out of me. When I first
met you, I thought you'd be the
first one to crack.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Why? Because I'm gay?
                                                            
                       ROSE
Out of all the shit thats been
spewed at you, and all the nasty
comments that crazy bitch has come
up with, what I said offended you.
Really?
                                                            
                       ADAM
I'm just fucking with you.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Not cool man. Not cool.
                                                            
Rose stands up, walking away from the bed.
                                                            
 
INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
The sun is just starting to set outside. Micah is sitting
on the couch, his eyes drifting back towards the door of the
hostage room. The sound of Delia walking around in the
background, getting ready to go out, can be heard.

Jackson sits down next to Micah, and pats him gently on the
knee.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Are you going to be alright here
while we run to the store?
                                                            

49.

                       MICAH
I should be. He stopped
screaming, so that'll make it a
little less creepy.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Enjoy the little bit of peace and
quiet. I have a feeling that will
be on short supply tonight.
                                                            
                       DELIA (O.C.)
Where or where did I put my keys?
Has anyone seen my keys? I swear,
if my head wasn't attached I'd
loose it.
                                                            
Jackson begins to laugh, and Micah can't help but join in.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You know the rules right. My
bedroom, and our guest's room are
off limits. You can eat whatever
is in the fridge, but don't be a
glutton.
                                                            
                       MICAH
You sound like my dad. Well,
except for the whole glutton
thing. I don't think he ever said
that word in his life.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You know, I was a dad.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Was?
                                                            
                       JACKSON
My son... passed away. It was a
long time ago.
                                                            
                       MICAH
I'm sorry.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Don't be. I've been blessed with
a new family. You know Micah, the
longer you've been with us, the
more I view you as my own child.
                                                            
                       MICAH
And is Delia your wife?
                                                            

50.

                       JACKSON
No! Heavens no. I mean no
offense towards Delia, but she...
she was not made to be a wife or a
mother.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Is that why you brought Rose? I
mean... I see the way you look at
her. I was just wondering.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You are very perceptive. Yes, if
everything goes as I hope, then
maybe, one day, Rose would be my
wife. She is a strong willed
woman though, and that worries me.
                                                            
                       MICAH
I'm worried to. I... I don't want
to see anyone else get hurt.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Your compasion is a gift... and a
curse. Do not let it blind you to
the true tasks at hand. You cannot
let your emotions get in the way
of your God given work.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Yes sir.
                                                            
Delia walks into the living room looking flustered. She has
her purse clutched in her white glove clad hands.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I must be loosing my mind. Has
either of you seen my keys?
                                                            
Micah turns to look up at her, and winces. He lifts himself
off the seat, and pulls Delia's keys from beneath the
cushion. He hands them to her.
                                                            
                       MICAH
These them?
                                                            
                       DELIA
Now how in the world did they get
there?
                                                            

51.

Deliah takes the keys and throws them in her purse without a
second look.

Jackson stands and places his hand on Micah's shoulder.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
We should be back soon.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I expect you to behave. If not...
well mister, you don't want to
know what I have in store for you.
                                                            
                       MICAH
I understand.
                                                            
Jackson rustles Micah's hair, and looks at Delia. She
smiles, then awkwardly pats Micah on the shoulder. They
both leave the room.

The second they are gone Micah reaches into his pocket and
pulls out a small, gold key. He glances back at the hostage
room and then back at the key.
                                                            
 
INT. HOSTAGE BEDROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Rose, Adam and Kyle are all lying on the bed. Adam is in
the middle.

Rose is asleep, turned away from the guys. Adam and Kyle
are awake, both just staring at the wall across from them.
                                                            
                       KYLE
God I wish I could sleep. Just
for a little bit. Head hurts to
much though. What's your excuse?
                                                            
                       ADAM
Jaw. It's been killing me for a
while now.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Bitch fucking cold cocked ya.
Surprised it ain't broken.
                                                            
                       ADAM
I've never been hit like that
before. Never with a gun at
least.
                                                            

52.

                       KYLE
Cop did it to me once. Knocked
out two teeth. Been smacked
around a lot actually. Prolly'
why I look so pretty.
                                                            
                       ADAM
You aren't that ugly.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Yeah, but I make up for it in
personality.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Yep.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I never say this much, but...
thank you. For helpin' me and
all.
                                                            
                       ADAM
No problem. I would say you'd do
the same for me, but I'm actually
not so sure about that.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Prolly' not.
                                                            
                       ADAM
At least you're honest.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Your face is startin' to swell up.
                                                            
                       ADAM
I guess that's normal after
getting smacked around with a gun.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Is this what you thought you'd be
doin' today? Lyin' in bed with a
homeless drug addict and a lounge
singing nurse?
                                                            
                       ADAM
Nope. I actually thought, right
about now, I would be out to
dinner. Met this really great
guy, finally, and we've been
seeing each other for a while now.
We were supposed to go out to
dinner. I was supposed to meet
his parents. You know, just when
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53.

                       ADAM (cont'd)
things are going right...
                                                            
                       KYLE
A psychotic cult kidnaps you and
tries to brainwash ya into the
fold.
                                                            
                       ADAM
His parents are republicans so
this probably got me out of a real
awkward situation.
                                                            
                       KYLE
And there's that silver lining.
                                                            
                       ADAM
So, were you always a homeless
drug addict? Or did you just kind
of fall into the position?
                                                            
                       KYLE
No. I use to be a trust fund drug
addict. Then mommy and daddy
finally got fed up with my wasting
my money, an' my life, and cut me
off. Tried to drag me on some TV
show and I split.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Opted for freedom over national
exposure. I get why you did what
you did.
                                                            
                       KYLE
And look where it got me.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Rethinking your decision?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Fuck no!
                                                            
Both men sit up at the sound of the bedroom door opening.
Adam reaches over and shakes Rose awake. She sits up, alert
and yet groggy.
                                                            
                       ROSE
What? What the... you let me fall
asleep?
                                                            
Rose's attention suddenly snaps to the door as it slowly
opens.

54.


Micah pops his head in.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Don't hurt me. I just thought...
I thought you guys could use some
food.
                                                            
Micah holds up a small plastic bag. He walks in slowly, his
hands held up, showing that he's unarmed.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Kid, you better get the hell out
of my way, because I'm getting the
fuck out of here.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Hold it Rosie.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Please don't do that. God knows
what they'd do to me if they knew
I let you out.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Prolly' kill ya.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Yeah, I'm guessing you're right.
At least Delia would.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Then you could come with us.
                                                            
                       MICAH
And go where? I got nothing to go
back to.
                                                            
Micah closes the door, and places the food on the bed. Rose
leans forward, and opens the bag.
                                                            
                       ROSE
You have to have some family.
Friends?
                                                            
                       MICAH
Nope. Jackson's savior made sure
of that.
                                                            
Micah sits down at the foot of the bed. Rose starts handing
out the food. Kyle holds up his hands, not accepting
anything.
                                                            

55.

                       ROSE
You have to eat something.
                                                            
                       KYLE
I'll just spew it out later.
                                                            
                       MICAH
It'll all be over soon enough
anyway.
                                                            
                       ADAM
You really can't tell us what's
coming up.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Well, I mean... the final thing is
you're going to be judged. That
part isn't pretty. The rest of
it... the rituals kind of change
every time. Jackson keeps
thinking up new things, new tasks
or tests.
                                                            
                       ADAM
So he's just making it up as he
goes along?
                                                            
                       MICAH
I guess. He's kind of like that.
The rules keep changing, because
he keeps on thinking up new ones.
Keeps ya on your toes.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Like, what are some of the things
he's done?
                                                            
                       MICAH
Made a guy walk over broken glass
to prove his devotion. Made a
woman drink scalding hot water to
purify her tongue. Stuff like
that.
                                                            
                       KYLE
How many of these has he done?
                                                            
                       MICAH
Well, I've been here for three
months now. Probably one every
week.
                                                            

56.

                       ROSE
Holy shit. And you and Delia are
the only ones who made it through?
That really makes me feel great.
                                                            
                       KYLE
What he make you do?
                                                            
                       MICAH
He... Well, before he let his
savior thing judge me, he made me
drink his blood. Some kind of
communion I guess. I didn't
really care. I just wanted to get
out of the whole thing alive.
                                                            
                       ADAM
I get that. Thank you for the
food by the way.
                                                            
                       MICAH
You're welcome.
                                                            
                       ROSE
You want some? You brought more
than enough. It is your food after
all.
                                                            
                       MICAH
I'm good. Already ate. You all
should probably hurry up though.
They don't know I'm in here. Kind
of not allowed.
                                                            
                       KYLE
You should get out of here then.
We'll hide the food.
                                                            
Headlights can be seen through the window. Micah turns,
looking as teh beams pass across the room.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Yeah...
                                                            
Micah stands and heads towards the door. He stops, looking
at the three people sitting on the bed, then looks at the
floor.
                                                            
                       MICAH (CONT.)
Good luck.
                                                            
He closes the door and locks it.
                                                            
 

57.

INT. MICAH'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Micah runs into the small room, closing the door, just as
the sound of Delia and Jackson can be heard entering the
house.

He sits down on his sleeping bag, and looks at the scar on
his hand. There is a brief moment of silence, and then the
door to the room flies open. Delia's arm reaches in, grabs
him, and yanks him out.
                                                            
INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Delia drags Micah into the living and throws Micah onto the
couch. Jackson stands to the side, watching.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Where is it?
                                                            
                       MICAH
What?
                                                            
                       DELIA
The key you little thief, where is
it? The key to our guest's room
is missing off my ring.
                                                            
                       MICAH
I don't know.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Don't lie to me!
                                                            
Delia smacks Micah across the face so hard that he's knocked
off the couch onto the floor.
                                                            
                       MICAH
I don't know. I really don't.
                                                            
As Jackson is watching he notices a small, golden glimmer on
the floor a few feet behind the couch. The key. He walks
over and picks it up.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Delia.
                                                            
                       DELIA
What?
                                                            
Delia spins, glaring at Jackson. She sees the key and
claps. She walks over, all smiles, and takes it, pulling
the key ring out of her purse. She slips the key on the
ring, then gives it a little tap.

58.


Micah stands up, his face red from where Delia had hit him.
Tears are streaming down his face.
                                                            
                       DELIA (CONT.)
Well, I must have dropped. Thank
you Jackson dear.
                                                            
She gives Jackson a light pat on the chest, and turns to
walk towards the bedrooms.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Where do you think you're going?
                                                            
She stops, turning, still smiling.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Well, to get ready silly. I
wanted to look special for the
next ritual.
                                                            
Jackson rushes Delia. He grabs her face, pushing her back
until she slams into a wall. He gets his face inches from
hers.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
I tell you again and again to
control yourself, control your
anger, but you never listen. I
never thought I would say this
Delia dear, but you may have been
the savior's one mistake.
                                                            
He throws her to the ground. She lands hard, and hides her
face from him.

Jackson looks at a stunned Micah.
                                                            
                       JACKSON (CONT.)
Are you alright?
                                                            
Micah can only nod.
                                                            
                       JACKSON (CONT.)
If you so much as raise your voice
to him I will remove you from the
group.
                                                            
                       DELIA
You can't do that! Jackson,
please, I'll control myself. I
will. I promise you.
                                                            

59.

She crawls to him, grabbing his leg. He pushes her away, and
she lands on her ass. Jackson turns his gaze away, and
leaves the room.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Jackson. Jackson, come back.
Please don't leave me like this.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Delia, are you...
                                                            
Delia whips her gaze around, focusing on Micah. She stands,
and walks towards him slowly.
                                                            
                       DELIA
You. This is all your fault. Ever
since you came here you've given
me nothing but grief. You
ungreatful bastard child.
                                                            
She raises her hand to strike him, but stops.
                                                            
                       MICAH
It's not like I had a choice.
                                                            
                       DELIA
You could have sacrificed yourself
to the savior. Let him devour you
like he did those horrid creatures
you called parents. You should
have done us all a favor and died
like they did.
                                                            
                       MICAH
You bitch. You nasty, spiteful,
shriveled up bitch. You didn't
know my parents. You didn't know
anything about them before you
tortured them.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I knew enough. Typical liberal,
pansy weaklings. Jackson thought
he could save you before they
polluted your mind with all their
left wing propeganda. I thought
you were a lost cause. I thought
feeding you to the savior would
have been to honorable. We should
have just stuffed you in a sack
and drown you like the runt you
are.
                                                            

60.

                       MICAH
At least my parents loved me.
Whens the last time a person ever
loved you? Don't think I don't
know. Your ex-husband. That was
probably the only decent thing you
ever did in your life. Your
bitter, nasty mouth pushed him
right out of the closet and into
the arms of his reparative
therapist. I guess they both
figured eternal hellfire was less
painful then another miserable
minute listening to those hateful
words rolling off that forked
tongue of yours.
                                                            
Delia screams, turns, and storm out of the room.

Micah takes a step back, lets out a breath, and a soft
laugh.
                                                            
 
INT. JACKSON'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Jackson is sitting on his bed, his head in his hands. Delia
enters, her eyes down to the floor. He looks up and sighs.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
I don't want to speak with you
right now.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Please Jackson, just let say I'm
sorry.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Why would you apoligize to me? I'm
not the one you struck. I'm not
the one you belittled. You are a
strong woman, but you are angry,
and that anger is proving to make
you very unreliable. Turning
against Micah, against one that
has been chosen.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I try to control Jackson, really
truly I do. It's just that he...
he...
                                                            
Delia throws herself at Jackson's feet. She clutches the
legs of his pants, and looks up at him.
                                                            

61.

                       JACKSON
Don't do this.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Let me confess. Please, at least
allow me that. Let me confess to
you and to the savior. He can
hear, me, I know he can.
                                                            
The crate in the corner starts to buzz and move a little.
                                                            
                       DELIA (CONT.)
See, he hears me. If he is
willing to listen, then why can't
you?
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Then confess.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I can't help myself. The way you
look at Micah, the way you talk
about him. It makes me jealous.
You care about him, and I want you
to care about me. I want you to
look at me like someone who is a
part of your family, not just a
fellow follower. And I want more.
I want you Jackson.
                                                            
Jackson stands, gently pulling Delia's hands away from his
legs. He looks her in the eyes.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You and I have talked about this.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I know what you've said, but I
don't believe you. I believe that
you do love me, that you want me.
I have to. It's the only thing
that gives me hope.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
I have to get ready for tonight. I
don't have time...
                                                            
                       DELIA
You never have time, not for me.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
When our numbers are stronger I
will have more time. Until then
we must push our personal wants
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62.

                       JACKSON (cont'd)
and needs aside, and think of the
greater mission.
                                                            
Delia looks at the floor. Her shoulders go limp. Jackson,
gently pats her on the back, then walks out of the room.

Delia's eyes travel over to the crate.
                                                            
                       DELIA
You love me. I know you do. You
would never reject me.
                                                            
The crate's door slowly opens.
                                                            
P.O.V - SAVIOR BUG
                                                            
The SAVIOR BUG slowly exits the crate and looks at Delia.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I'm yours, truly. Every time you
have wanted me I have been there
for you, and I always will be.
                                                            
The Savior Bug moves towards Delia quickly, chirping wildly.
It aims for the space between her legs.
                                                            
INT. JACKSON'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Delia throws her head back as the Savior Bug vanishes
between her legs. There is the sound of muffled chirping.
She gasps, closing her eyes and leans back against the foot
of the bed. She grips the sheets tightly, and suddenly
arches her back.
                                                            
 
INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Jackson is sitting on the couch, eyes closed. He his
mumbling to himself. The mumbling slowly becomes louder.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
How? How can I make them show
their undying devotion? How? Show
me, I beg of you. I plead with
you to give me the guidance to
enact your will. Show me your
plan and I will act it out.
                                                            
Jackson's eyes suddenly snap open. He sits up straight,
then jumps off the couch.
                                                            
 

63.

INT. HOSTAGE BEDROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Rose, Adam and Kyle are sitting on the bed in silence. Rose
is watching the door.
                                                            
                       ROSE
How much longer can this take? If
I'm gonna die I wanna get this
over with now.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Maybe this is a test. Maybe he's
hoping we'll turn against each
other and the last one standing
wins or something.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Nah, not flashy enough. This guy
is all about the flash and the
show.
                                                            
                       ROSE
With him center stage.
                                                            
The door flies open and Jackson walks in, gun already
pointed at his three guests. Micah and Delia enter after
him. Delia looks a good deal more relaxed. Like her old
self. Micah is fuming.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Delia, take Adam. He's all yours.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Oh joy!
                                                            
Delia rushes to Adam, pulls out her gun, places it under his
jaw, and gets him to his feet.
                                                            
                       DELIA (CONT.)
If ya fight me I'll blow your
mother fucking brains out.
(giggle) That was so fun to say!
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Delia...
                                                            
                       DELIA
I'll repent later.
                                                            
Delia leads Adam out of the room at gun point.

Jackson looks at Micah and motions his gun towards Kyle.
                                                            

64.

                       KYLE
Guess I'm all yours kiddo.
                                                            
Micah walks over and helps Kyle to his feet. They both
leave the room.

Jackson kicks the door closed the second they're out. He
points the gun towards Rose, and walks towards her, so close
the barrel is pressed against her forehead.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Do you want me to pull the
trigger?
                                                            
                       ROSE
No. I want you to...
                                                            
Jackson smiles, the smacks Rose upside the head with the
gun. She sprawls out on the bed.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
That means you still have a will
to live. Then prove to me how
much you value your life. Tell me
you want to join me, to join us.
Tell me you want salvation from
the life you lived before.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Go fuck yourself.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
That, my dear, would be a sin.
                                                            
Jackson gets on the bed, and crawls on top of Rose. He
holds the gun to her head, looks her deep into the eyes, and
kisses her.
                                                            
 
INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Delia pushes Adam into the bathroom. He stumbles, but turns
on her. Before he can make a move she has the gun in his
face.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Now play nice. You know I'm not
above disciplining you.
                                                            
                       ADAM
What are you going to do?
                                                            

65.

                       DELIA
I'm going to make you presentable
to the savior, of course. Now you
look just horrible, horrible! I'm
going to make you oh so pretty.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Pretty isn't really my style.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Well all you faggots like getting
dolled up.
                                                            
                       ADAM
You don't know gay men very well,
do you?
                                                            
                       DELIA
I know them well enough. I was
married to one for five years. The
sex wasn't all that good, but by
God our house looked amazing.
                                                            
                       ADAM
I finally get you.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Oh I highly doubt that sweetie.
Now, enough chit chat. Lets get
you pretty.
                                                            
 
INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT
                                                            
Micah helps Kyle into a chair at the kitchen table. He then
walks over to the sink, and grabs a glass, filling it up.

He places the glass in front of Kyle, and sits down.
                                                            
                       KYLE
So, whatcha gonna do to me? Attach
jumper cables to my balls or
something?
                                                            
                       MICAH
I don't plan to go anywhere near
your balls. Look, you guys still
want to get out of here?
                                                            
                       KYLE
Kid, do ya really need to ask me
that?
                                                            

66.

                       MICAH
Then lets go. Lets grab Rose and
Adam and get the fuck out of this
madhouse.
                                                            
                       KYLE
What changed your tune boy? With
all the, I got nothing and no one
bullshit.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Had a little run in with Delia.
That bitch will cut my throat in
my sleep if I don't get out of
here.
                                                            
                       KYLE
What about your savior?
                                                            
                       MICAH
What savior? It's a fucking big
ass bug looking thing Jackson
found in the woods.
                                                            
                       KYLE
People worshipin' bugs. My God,
what's next. Zombie worship?
                                                            
                       MICAH
Cut the bullshit and the witty
remarks. You up for getting the
fuck out of here or not?
                                                            
 
INT. HOSTAGE BEDROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Jackson is ripping it Rose's clothes, and she's fighting his
every move. She tries to push him off, and he pins her
down, putting the gun right in her face.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Be my wife. Take me as your
husband, and I will spare you the
savior's judgement.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Get the fuck off me.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Say you love me Rose. Say you
want me.
                                                            

67.

                       ROSE
I hate you, you sick son of a
bitch!
                                                            
With a scream Jackson brings the butt of the gun down on
Rose's nose. She rolls onto her side, blood pouring out of
her nose.

Jackson stands up, flustered.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Why do you fight me? You know
that we are ment to be together.
From the first moment I saw you,
in the dirty little club I knew
you were the one, the chosen one,
to join me in forming this group
of followers into a family. Why
can you not accept your role in
all of this? Accept the role that
the savior has given you?
                                                            
                       ROSE
You motherfucker. You think I
want to spend another minute here
with you? I would rather die.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Don't say that. Don't you say
that.
                                                            
Rose sits up. She looks at Jackson, her face covered in
blood.

Jackson steps back, frightened at what he sees.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Shoot me.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
Rose, don't say that.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Shoot me you fucking coward! Put
me out of my misery.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You're upset. You don't know what
you're saying.
                                                            
                       ROSE
SHOOT ME!
                                                            

68.

Jackson raises the gun, his finger shaking on the trigger.

Rose doesn't flinch.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
No. You're upset, and you're
scared. The evil inside of you
doesn't want to loose. It's
fighting me, the salvation I can
give you.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Pussy.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
I am the man, and I must take the
control. I must be the strength
that you lack.
                                                            
Jackson walks to the bed, he lowers the gun, and looks Rose
in the eye. He punches her, and she falls back on the bed.
                                                            
                       JACKSON (CONT.)
I will make you see that I am your
only salvation.
                                                            
 
INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Delia grabs Adam's face. She turns his head from side to
side.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Well the God Lord didn't bless you
with much. I just don't know what
I can do with you. But there are
always miracles. Thats what my
mother always said.
                                                            
She puts her gun down on the counter, but keeps herself in
between the gun and Adam. She then reaches under the sink
and pulls out a makeup bag. She unzips it and starts
searching through it's contents.
                                                            
                       DELIA (CONT.)
Now what should I do with you. Are
you a summer? No. A winter...
Well, I just don't have anything
for that.
                                                            
                       ADAM
How does this prove my devotion?
How is this a test?
                                                            

69.

Delia turns, smiling.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Oh, it isn't. I mean, what would
be the point? You're going to be
killed anyways. I'm just going to
have a little fun.
                                                            
She turns back to the bag.
                                                            
                       ADAM
I'm not the reason your husband
left you Delia. I'm not someone
who would do that. I wouldn't
break up a marriage.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Now I seem to be plum out of my
red lipstick. I guess we'll just
have to improvise.
                                                            
Delia walks over, grabs Adam's wounded hand, and digs her
nail into the bandaged cut. Blood begins to pool in Adam's
palm as he screams.

She dips her fingers into the blood, and checks the color.
                                                            
                       DELIA (CONT.)
What a lovely shade.
                                                            
She grabs Adam's face and starts to smear the blood across
his lips. At first she stays in control, but quickly she
begins to the dig her fingers in deeper, smearing the blood
across his face.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Stop this! I didn't do anything
to you.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Oh, if you had the chance you
would. You would steal any man.
That's what men like you do. You
steal. You convert honest, God
fearing men into slaves addicted
to cock.
                                                            
Delia grabs Adam's still bleeding hand and digs her nails in
deep. Adam screams.
                                                            
                       DELIA (CONT.)
You're not human. You're a demon
in the flesh, luring men into
possesion, not thinking about the
            (MORE)

70.

                       DELIA (cont'd)
lives you destroy in the process.
The lives of their families. Their
wives. Do you ever think of them?
Huh?
                                                            
Delia pushes Adam into the bathtub.

Adam grips his wounded hand, and tries to muffle another
scream.
                                                            
                       ADAM
You're sick. You should be locked
up in a padded cell.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Well look at the mess I've made.
Better clean you up and start
over.
                                                            
She turns on the shower, and turns the water to scalding
hot.

When Adam tries to get out of the tub she plants her foot on
his chest and holds him down. She starts laughing as Adam
struggles to avoid the scalding water.

He swings out, his fist connecting with Delia's knee. She
shrieks, and he is able to push her back, and get out of the
water. He grabs her, throwing her into the tub, and then he
grabs her gun.

Delia crawls out of the tub, and is lying on the ground.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Give me your keys Delia.
                                                            
                       DELIA
How could you hit a woman?
                                                            
                       ADAM
Give me your fucking keys. Now.
                                                            
                       DELIA
You will get nothing, and like it.
                                                            
Adam gets down on his knees, pressing the barrel of the gun
to Delia's temple.
                                                            
                       ADAM
After everything you've done to me
today, I will have no problem
burying a bullet in that sick,
hateful little brain of yours. Now
            (MORE)

71.

                       ADAM (cont'd)
give me those God damn keys.
                                                            
Delia reaches into her cleavage and pulls out her key ring.
She hands it to Adam.

Adam walks out of the room, never taking his eyes off of
Delia until the door is closed, and she's alone.
                                                            
                       DELIA
You will pay for what you did to
me. The savior will make you pay.
                                                            
 
INT. HOSTAGE BEDROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Jackson is on top of Rose. He is grinding against her,
kissing her. He is holding her hands over her head. Rose is
saying nothing. She just looks up at the ceiling.
                                                            
                       JACKSON
You will see. When I finally take
you and make you my wife you will
understand.
                                                            
Jackson lets Rose go, and starts to undo his pants. Rose
sees an opening and takes it. She slams her fists against
Jackson's temple. She then knees him in the stomach,
knocking him off of the bed.

He drops his gun, and Rose grabs it, holding it on him.
                                                            
 
INT. KITCHEN - NIGHT
                                                            
Adam runs in, and Micah stands up, shocked at the soaking,
bloody mess standing in front of him. Kyle turns, a small
smile on his face.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Where is Delia?
                                                            
                       ADAM
She'll be out here soon. We have
to...
                                                            
A gun shot goes off. Adam turns his head towards the
hostage room quickly.
                                                            
 

72.

INT. HOSTAGE BEDROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Jackson is lying on the floor, Rose is standing over him,
gun in hand. She is breathing heavy. Jackson isn't moving.
He has a large bullet hole in his forehead. His eyes are
open.

She kicks his leg, and he doesn't respond.
                                                            
                       ROSE
You mother fucker.
                                                            
She wipes some of the blood off her face.

She hears the sound of the door being unlocked, and turns
the gun, ready to fire, just as Adam, Kyle and Micah run in.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Don't shoot!
                                                            
                       ROSE
Adam. You're alive! I thought
Delia would have killed you for
sure.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Wasn't for lack of trying.
                                                            
Micah walks over, and looks down at Jackson's body.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Is he dead? I know thats a stupid
question, but...
                                                            
                       ROSE
Looks pretty dead me.
                                                            
Micah straddles Jackson's body. He gently turns Jackson's
head from the right to the left. Then without warning he
starts wailing on Jackson's face. Blood is flying, and Rose
and Adam grab him, trying to pull him off of Jackson's now
mutilated corpse.
                                                            
                       MICAH
You motherfucking son of a bitch.
You killed my parents! You killed
my parents!
                                                            
Kyle walks over, grabs Micah. He hugs the kid.
                                                            
                       KYLE
It's okay man. He's dead. Rosie
made real sure of that. Okay?
Just calm down. We gotta get out
            (MORE)

73.

                       KYLE (cont'd)
of here.
                                                            
 
INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Delia is sitting on the ground, crying.
                                                            
                       DELIA
I have failed you savior. Give me
the strength to make things right.
                                                            
INT. JACKSON'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
The crate starts vibrating, and the hissing noise can be
heard. Then the door suddenly opens, and two antenas
emurge.
                                                            
INT. BATHROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Delia beats her hands on her thighs and wails. Suddenly the
bathroom door creeks open.
                                                            
P.O.V. - SAVIOR BUG
                                                            
The Savior Bug rushes towards Delia, aiming for the space
between her legs.
                                                            
 
INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Rose, Adam, Kyle and Micah emurge from the Hostage Bedroom
and into the living room. Rose walks to the kitchen,
grabbing a rag, and starts to run water over it.

Kyle is getting a little weak, and Adam props him up.
                                                            
                       ADAM
You guys got a car?
                                                            
                       MICAH
Yeah, but Delia has the keys.
                                                            
Adam holds up Delia's key ring.
                                                            
                       ADAM
And I have Delia's keys. We're
good to go.
                                                            
While the guys are talking Rose is washing the blood off of
her face.

Micah turns to walk towards Rose, but stops.

74.


Delia enters the living room. She's smiling.
                                                            
                       DELIA
You can't leave.
                                                            
Adam raises his gun, pointing it at Delia.
                                                            
                       ADAM
You can't stop us.
                                                            
Green slime begins to drip down Delia's legs. She leans her
head back in ecstasy.
                                                            
                       DELIA
But you haven't met the savior. He
wants to meet you so badly.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Delia, what have you done?
                                                            
                       DELIA
Nothing. He did everything. The
savior has done everything for us.
The least you can do is say
hello.
                                                            
                       KYLE
Then where the fuck is he?
                                                            
                       DELIA
He's inside of me.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Oh God, you didn't. It's a bug
Delia. A big bug, that's it.
                                                            
                       DELIA
He's filling me with his power. I
can feel it pulsing through me.
                                                            
Delia moans, and Rose quickly runs to Adam, Micah and Kyle.
She points her gun on Delia as well.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Just shoot her.
                                                            
                       ROSE
What the fuck is wrong with her?
                                                            
                       MICAH
Just fucking shoot her!
                                                            

75.

Before either Adam or Rose can pull the trigger Delia lets
out an orgasmic scream, and the Savior Bug falls from
between her legs, followed by heavy amounts of green slime.

Delia leans against the wall, gasping for air, smiling. The
Savior Bug starts to hiss.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Judge them! Make them pay for
what they have done.
                                                            
P.O.V - SAVIOR BUG
                                                            
The Savior bug squirms forward, and looks at the people
standing before him, then back at Delia. It moves forward a
little, looking up at Rose first, then Micah, then Kyle, and
finally Adam. He keeps his gaze on Adam the longest.

Then he turns, and squirms back towards Delia. She looks
down at him.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Kill them! Kill them, make them
pay.
                                                            
The Savior Bug starts to hiss, then moves forward, biting
Delia's leg.
                                                            
INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
                                                            
Delia shrieks, raising her foot, and slaming it down on the
Savior Bug, which erupts in a spray of green goo and pus.
She then stops, taking a step back.
                                                            
                       DELIA
No. What have I done? Oh no. Oh
no, look at the mess I've made.
                                                            
                       ROSE
That thing was the savior?
                                                            
                       MICAH
Yep.
                                                            
                       ROSE
We nearly died because of that.
                                                            
                       MICAH
Yep.
                                                            
Delia kneels down next to the crushed remains of the Savior
Bug. She scoops some up, holding them in her hands.
                                                            

76.

                       DELIA
Rise again, my Lord. Rise again!
You've done it before. In the
Bible you did it. And I knew,
that night I saw your blue light
in the sky, heading towards our
planet, that you were my savior.
You can do it. Rise again! Come
on now, we don't have three days.
Come on.
                                                            
                       ADAM
We really should get out of here.
                                                            
Delia stands up. She looks at the group.
                                                            
                       DELIA
You're not going anywhere.
                                                            
She rushes at them, screaming like a mad woman. Micah
punches her in the face, and she falls onto her back,
knocked out cold.
                                                            
 
EXT. DRIVEWAY - NIGHT
                                                            
The sun is just starting to come up as Adam, Micah, Rose and
Kyle pile into Jackson's car.
                                                            
                       ADAM
I'm driving.
                                                            
                       ROSE
You go right ahead. After the hits
I took to the head tonight I don't
think it would be wise to put me
behind the wheel.
                                                            
                       ADAM
Where to first?
                                                            
                       MICAH
How about the beach?
                                                            
                       KYLE
The beach? Really kid?
                                                            
                       MICAH
My parents and I were on our way
there when... Well, we never got
there. So, maybe now would be the
perfect time.
                                                            

77.

                       ADAM
The beach it is then.
                                                            
They get into the car, start it up, and drive off.
                                                            
EXT. PORCH - DAWN
                                                            
Delia wanders out onto the porch, blood drying on her face.
She is still covered in bug guts and slime.

She makes it to the center of the porch and collapses. She
rolls onto her back and begins to cry softly.
                                                            
                       DELIA
Why have you forsaken me?
                                                            
EXT. BEACH - DAWN
                                                            
Micah runs towards the shore, rushing into the water. He
starts splashing around, laughing. He dives under. When he
comes back up he looks up at the morning sky as the sunlight
begins to spread.

Kyle, Rose and Adam walk towards Micha, but stop just short
of going into the water, instead they sit in the sand.
                                                            
                       ROSE
Where's he go to now?
                                                            
                       KYLE
I'd take him in, but I ain't got a
place.
                                                            
                       ADAM
I've got an extra room. I can
keep him until we can get ahold of
some family or something.
                                                            
                       KYLE
You got room for one more?
                                                            
                       ADAM
Sure, after ya get a flea bath,
why not? Rose, you gonna move in
to?
                                                            
                       ROSE
Nah. I got a family of my own, a
home of my own. Hopefuly I still
have a job to.
                                                            

78.

                       ADAM
I think kidnapping makes up for
that no call, no show.
                                                            
Suddenly the beach begins to glow blue.

Micah looks up into the sky, horror setting in.

Adam, Rose and Kyle stand, eyes glued to the sky.

Soon enough the blue fades, passing them by.
                                                            
EXT. PORCH - DAWN
                                                            
Delia is still crying, and then suddenly she cringes, her
hand going to her stomach. The pain gets worse, and she
begins to howl. Green ooze begins to spill out from between
her legs.

She screams, and with one final push a strange, white object
slides out from between her legs and onto the porch. Delia
sits up, gasping, sweaty.
                                                            
                       BUG BABY
Mama...
                                                            


THE END


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