Prometheus' Garden Episode 07

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Submitted: August 13, 2017

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PROMETHEUS’ GARDEN

By

Ahmad El Hefny

Episode 07

6/08/2017

 FADE IN:

The following montage has two scenes being intercut; Sicarius at a harbor stalking a man, while Meredith Deckard and partner, Rodrico Barga, are at a hospital, interrogating a bedridden man.

 EXT. POE CITY, HARBOR – NIGHT

The man, with some effort, pushes open a door and gets in the warehouse. He hides in a corner and pulls out his gun. He patiently waits, sweating. The door slowly moves, then something jumps in. He shoots it and it falls in the dark. Looking around him, he slowly walks to the object, and it’s a brick.

MAN 1

…Shit!

Something stabs his legs and pushes him to the ground. A foot comes slamming on his face.

SICARIUS

I’ve been looking for you.

CUT TO:

INT. HOSPITAL, ROOM – NIGHT

DECKARD

Nicolas Dante? I’m Meredith Deckard and this my partner, Rodrigo Barca.

BARCA

Hello.

MAN # 2

(standing up)

I’ve heard of you. I mean, I read.

I’m a fan.

DECKARD

(flattered)

Well, that’s a new one. A criminal that likes us.

Well, then, I take it that we are going to be honest with one another?

CUT TO:

MAN # 1

I’LL TELL YOU EVERYTHING, JUST DON’T HURT ME!

SICARUS

(directs a knife to his eye)

We can start by lowering our voices.

I’m feeling generous tonight. You can start by asking me a question.

MAN # 1

Y-You serious?

SICARIUS

Choose wisely.

MAN # 1

(nervous)

H-How did you find me?

SICARIUS

Good boy…

CUT TO:

DECKARD

We’ve heard that there was a shooting at Mayfield Street. Police identified several bodies, you being the only survivor.

MAN # 2

(choking)

Me…you mean…Juliana…

(chokes again and quietly sobs)

DECKARD

(gently)

Mr. Dante, I know this might be a bad time, but who was Juliana?

MAN # 2

She was my sister. Red haired, was wearing a blue shirt and black trousers?

DECKARD

She is dead, Nicolas.

MAN # 2

(pause)

…How can I help you, detectives?

CUT TO:

SICARUS

Must be quite a feat, running away while the rest of your friends get shot down.  Suppose I wouldn’t understand how that feels.

MAN # 1

Look, man, I didn’t want to die, okay? Jesus Christ, he had a shotgun!

SICARIUS

A pen is mightier than a sword.

MAN # 1

What the hell are you talking about?!

SICARIUS

(stabs him in the shoulder and places a hand over his mouth)

You’re cutting corners. Now, let’s talk.

CUT TO:

DECKARD

What can you tell us about O’Neil?

MAN # 2

He was…a good guy…

Look, I know what it looks from your angle, but Steven needed that extra cash.

DECKARD

And why would he?

CUT TO:

MAN # 1

He was a compulsive gambler, and even worse, he lost most of the time, so he couldn’t even make up for most losses.

SICARIUS

How would you know?

MAN # 1

He wasn’t the most subtle in the world. Tough, hell yeah. Subtle. No way.

We all knew what was going on, behind his back. But he wouldn’t show it.

CUT TO:

DECKARD

And he would spend what he has right in front of you?

MAN # 2

Exactly. Those traffic deals are what kept him having more than one meal a day, but he always that tomorrow and today were the same?

DECKARD

Was he the paranoid type? From my personal interactions, he seems to have had mood swings.

CUT TO:

MAN # 1

He was kind of messed up, but he kept his ground. Then, sometimes later, he started making noise.

CUT TO:

DECKARD

We’re listening.

MAN # 2

The last times I met, he kept whispering about visions and “unspeakable things” and chulu and how they’re going to get him.

CUT TO:

SICARIUS

The cops? The dealers? A third party?

MAN # 1

I don’t know. We lost contact with him, even the dealers he was doing business with didn’t hear from him. When they sent some of their enforcers, they didn’t get a reply.

CUT TO:

Man # 2

Next thing you know, I’m having dinner with Juliana and my friends, when he just burst in.

I thought I was dead. Guess I’m the lucky one.

DECKARD

You are the lucky one. Any idea where he could be?

CUT TO:

MAN # 1

No, no…wait. That fun fair, the closed one on the east side. He could be there.

CUT TO:

DECKARD

Thank you for your help, Mr. Dante. We’ll see whether we’ll require your assistance any further. Until then, have a good recovery.

MAN # 2

You’re welcome.

CUT TO:

MAN # 1

So, that’s it?

SICARIUS

As far as our friend is concerned, yes.

MAN # 1

(bruised and furious)

I’ll sue. I’ll sue you for this!

SICARIUS

No, you won’t. Drug dealers don’t hire lawyers, they hire friends in high places. Well, guess what? I have friends in high places, and that brain chip of yours is black market material.

Plus, your activities might be low-key, but they’re at a good height as far as I’m concerned.

(picking up a brick)

Here; let me scoop it out for you.

The man’s eyes widen in terror as Sicarius advances towards him.

CUT TO:

EXT. CLOSED FUN FAIR – NIGHT

The figure of Steven O’Neil sits hunched by a fence. He is sweating profusely, unshaven, and tightly holding a shot gun in his arms. Sirens wail, and he frantically rushes into the mirror house.

INT. MIRROR HOUSE – NIGHT

The lights are off, and he finds himself surrounded by rotating mirrors that give deformed, grotesque incarnations of his face and body. We don’t see things from his POV, but we can assume how he is feeling. There is a choir of tingling screeching noises that resemble screaming, yet they are not. The sound of it makes him sweat. He hysterically shoots at the mirror, and through his POV, the camera spins endlessly while the shooting of his shotgun and the cracking of glass is heard.

 Suddenly, a piercing scream interrupts the rhythm, and he stops, where there is the shadow of figures lying on the ground. Barca is injured with Deckard holding him. There is a moment of hesitance as they both hold onto their weapons until Deckard hears incoming footsteps and makes the first move by shielding Barca with her body; he raises his shotgun and fires.

Brandon Jones jumps in and takes the bullet, tripping and falling. Jones goes for another round, but is distracted by a sight in one of the mirrors. A shot is fired, and he falls to the ground. Smoke emits out of Sicarus’ gun.

A momentary silence passes. Jones stands up himself till Sicarius drops his gun and runs off.

JONES

(getting up)

Are you okay, Ma’am?

DECKARD

Get after him!

JONES

(up and running)

Yes, Ma’am.

 He chases Sicarius through the kart races, and out towards a Ferris wheel. Sicarius jumps onto one of the wheels and starts climbing, with the cops, including the Chief and Deckard carrying the injured Barca.

CHIEF

(through the microphone)

Freeze and put your hands behind your head or we’ll shoot!

Sicarius ignores him.

CHIEF

This is your final warning!

No reply.

JONES

C’mon, man, get down from here! I’m not gonna hurt ya!

SICARIUS

Tell that to the corpses in the morgue! You have a lot in common!

JONES

Muthafucka…

CHIEF

(throws a grenade at the Ferris)

Everybody down!

There is an explosion and the crowd scatters as it comes tumbling down. A cloud dust flares up and everybody’s too busy scratching their eyes and coughing. Clearing her view, Deckard checks on Barca. He’s slowly breathing, and she breathes a sigh of relief. She looks at the other direction, and pots Sicarius crawling on the ground, still determining to get up and make his gateway.

DECKARD

(rushing and aims at him)

Freeze!

SICARIUS

Cthulhu…

DECKARD

What?

 He is kicked in the face and all the cops descend on him, punching and flexing their rage on him. Deckard finds herself rather nervous about the sight.

 Before he is turned to a bloody pulp, there is a loud thud and all the cops are backed off. Sol stands over Sicarius, defending him from the mob.

SOL

Gentlemen, I believe he is already down.

Take him in.

The cops are awed and anxious at the sight of her.

CHIEF

You heard the lady, take him in.

Officer Baker cuffs him, and Sicarius is pushed into the backseat. The door slams and we CUT TO:

INT. POLICE STATION, INTERROGATION ROOM - NIGHT

Sicarius sitting in the interrogation room. Cut to black.

THE END


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