the purple death from outer space

8/3/2019 The Purple Death From Outer Space

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THE PURPLE DEATH FROM

OUTER SPACEWritten

By

Dirk Lester

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T h e P u r p l e D e a t h F r o m O u t e r S p a c e | P a g e | 1

Scene One: Int. Veterinarians Office Back - Night

NARRATOR: Right now, out there, it is 1946. And America,

America is one tough country. The landscape cut

between New York and Los Angeles is a single

poorly lit, rain slick, street cruised by black

sedans and lined with whispering speakeasies,

sparkling gambling dens and sweat cheap boarding

houses. Every policeman is either bought or for

sale. Its infested with chip-toothed hoods

perpetually muffled beneath bent fedoras, rich

thrill-seeking dolls slumming to satiate their

reckless appetites, neat dark con men looking to

graft every stray buck and painted ladies with

sharpened virtues. Not one of them shows their

face before nightfall, and every morning, every

one of them reads the obituaries like the sports

page.

MUSIC: MIKLS RZSA INSPIRED RIF ON DARKNESS

SOUND: OUTSIDE, A DOG BARKS TWICE THEN SQUEALS TO DEATH

SOUND: SOMETHING HEAVIER THAN A HAND BANGING ON A DOOR

BROOKS BENEDICT: Times time Doc. My gats dry. Im sorry.

SOUND: .45 AUTOMATIC COUGHING THEN CLICKING AWAY EMPTY


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JESS ESCOBAR: Ok. Ok. Ok. Now then. (CLEARS THROAT)(FILTER)

The way it works is this: My names Jess, Jess

Escobar and I am not an MD, Im a BVS. Thats

a veterinary surgeon to you. All of my

patients are animals present company not

excepted. If youre listening to this, I am

dead ... and guess what baby, you are dead too.

JESS ESCOBAR: Fortunately, and only so youll know why youre

suffering, Im gonna begin somewheres closer to

how this dance started. That, that, was earlier

tonight, with my associate here and her partner

and the poor unsuspecting mark they were sitting

on,

SOUND: DICTAPHONE WHIRRING

Scene Two: Int. Diner Window Booth Earlier That Night

SOUND: LIGHTER FLICKING OPEN, FLARING, TORCHING A CIG

WAITRESS: Need that coffee livened up a bit hon?

SOUND: DINNER PLATES SHUFFLING

TONY ROUX: Thats sweet, like pecan pie of you, really is,

but my sister here, shes naturally high-strung.


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WAITRESS: And heres me having gone the whole night

without noticing any family resemblance at all.

TONY ROUX: Whatre ya talking about sweetheart, she and me,

were as good as twins.

BROOKS BENEDICT: Tony? (BEAT) Tony? (BEAT) Tony? (SNAPS HER FINGERS

A COUPLE OF THREE TIMES) What are you, in love, or

just trying to make sure she remembers our faces?

SOUND: HEELS CLICKING AWAY FROM THEM

TONY ROUX: She wouldnt remember her mothers.

TONY ROUX: (HUFFS OUT SOME SMOKE) Now wheres that fat man

of yours hiding angel? If we squat here any

longer theyll make us pick out a china pattern.

SOUND: MATCH STRIKING AGAINST A BOX, LIGHTING A CIG

BROOKS BENEDICT: Whatd I tell you? I told you. I lifted the

word on this and that and the other right off

of Monte Blue. And you know Montes little

round mouth works, given the right encouragement,

(BEAT) hell talk too much about anyone downtown

whos been talking too much. Just stare at the

moon some more.

TONY ROUX: Sure. Right. Whatever it was you just said.


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BROOKS BENEDICT: And there he is. Right on time Plus an hour.

Scene Three: Ext. Alley Same

SOUND: CAR PASSING, SPLASHING THROUGH A SHALLOW PUDDLE

PETER VIRGO: O my dear sweet Baby Jesus.

SOUND: HEAVY FOOTSTEPS THAT ARE BROUGHT UP SHORT

BROOKS BENEDICT: (COTTON CANDY VOICED) Mister, could you maybe?

PETER VIRGO: Whats the what there, you get your heel stuck?

BROOKS BENEDICT: Yeah. Right in the grate. Like a lobster.

PETER VIRGO: (CHORTLES) Well. You mustve been saying a

quick prayer to Coco Channel or some-sorta-

such-someone-something just before now doll;

because tonight, tonight is your lucky night.

BROOKS BENEDICT: Believe me Mister; I can see that from here.

PETER VIRGO: (GROANS) You. You. Didnt have to do that doll.

SOUND: .45 AUTOMATIC SPITS AND A BODY HITS THE PAVEMENT

TONY ROUX: (TOP) Quick angel, snag his roscoe. Ill scoop

the case.


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PETER VIRGO: (FADING) Dont. Dont open the case doll. Dont

BROOKS BENEDICT: Just stay down, you look good on the pavement.

BROOKS BENEDICT: (IN PAIN) That hurt.

SOUND: EXCHANGE OF .45 CALIBRE FIRE THEN A DYING RUSTLE

TONY ROUX: Did I say get the roscoe or get shot, I forget?

BROOKS BENEDICT: Your concerns Whats the exact opposite oftouching?

JESS ESCOBAR: (FILTER) And that, that is how I got involved.

Scene Four: Int. Veterinarians Office Front - Later

JESS ESCOBAR: Ease off the jamboree; you have my attention.

SOUND: FRANTIC KNOCKING ON THE DOOR

JESS ESCOBAR: What? Your cat scratch you with a bullet again?

SOUND: A DOOR UNLATCHED THEN OPENED

BROOKS BENEDICT: More like the neighbors cat.

SOUND: THE DOOR CLOSES


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TONY ROUX: Where can I put this thing Doc? It doesnt

exactly lift like its full of feathers.

JESS ESCOBAR: Baby. You just lay down, over on that thing back

there. And you; drop it wherever and go find a

puppy to play with.

Scene Five: Int. Veterinarians Office Back - Continuous

SOUND: HER HEELS CLICK AWAY AND BACK TO

JESS ESCOBAR: You wanna bark or just tell me where it hurts?

BROOKS BENEDICT: Bark. If youre sure you can manage it?

JESS ESCOBAR: Was I not speaking English when I said lay down?

BROOKS BENEDICT: If you insist. (PAUSE) That fat man, he was

right where you said hed be ... face like a

lightly braised vanilla pudding and everything.

JESS ESCOBAR: (FILTER) Ok. Ok. You caught me. Hands up. I

confess. It was me. I was involved long before

that last bullet. But you already knew that,

right? There are no innocent bystanders in this

town.

SOUND: DICTAPHONE WHIRRING


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JESS ESCOBAR: Tony had what happened next coming. We all do.

BROOKS BENEDICT: So am I bright and shiny good as new Doc?

JESS ESCOBAR: Not even almost. But thosell do ya. (BEAT) Get

dressed. Im gonna go offer that big six of yours

a drink.

BROOKS BENEDICT: Is that what the kids are calling it these days?

JESS ESCOBAR: (EXHALES AMUSEMENT)

JESS ESCOBAR: (OFF MIC) Mother Mary.

SOUND: HEELS CLICKING AWAY

BROOKS BENEDICT: Jess?

SOUND: A DROPPED GLASS SHATTERS

JESS ESCOBAR: (OFF MIC) O my God! He opened the case.

SOUND: .45 SLIDE FLICKING A BULLET INTO PLACE

Scene Six: Int. Veterinarians Office Front - Continuous

JESS ESCOBAR: That idiot opened the case.

SOUND: FAST FOOTSTEPS OUT TO


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BROOKS BENEDICT: What in the hell? What is that stuff?

JESS ESCOBAR: Hand me that glass rectangle over there.

BROOKS BENEDICT: Is that slack-jawed sap still breathing?

JESS ESCOBAR: Do. Not. Touch. Him. Just hand me that thing.

BROOKS BENEDICT: Sure. Just tell me why that stuffs as purple asthe gang?

SOUND: GLASS CLINKING

JESS ESCOBAR: I dont know. And I dont think hes breathing.

BROOKS BENEDICT: And how was that gunk worth throwing lead over?

SOUND: GUN COCKING

JESS ESCOBAR: Not exactly sure. But it was. Just let me take

a closer look (PAUSE) see what we can salvage.

JESS ESCOBAR: This ... These. I think these are eggs. I mean.

They look a bit like frogs eggs, a little like

fish eggs.

SOUND: DOGS START TO WHINE

BROOKS BENEDICT: Do those come in purple?


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JESS ESCOBAR: No. (PAUSE) I dont think these are from here.

JESS ESCOBAR: That must be what Monte meant by a fallen star.

SOUND: DOGS START TO BARK

JESS ESCOBAR: ... Jesus Christ,

SOUND: DOGS START TO YELP

BROOKS BENEDICT: Its still worth what it was worth then, right?

JESS ESCOBAR: Maybe. (BEAT) Damnit. Could you toss those mutts

some bones? That racket isnt likely to drive off

any overly curious souls who happen to be passing

by.

BROOKS BENEDICT: Yeah. Sure.

BROOKS BENEDICT: Doc. Jess. Turn around.

SOUND: DOGS YELPING PANICKING NOW

JESS ESCOBAR: What?!? What is it?

BROOKS BENEDICT: Turn. Around.

JESS ESCOBAR: Ok. Ok. (PAUSE) Where? Where is he? His body


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LOU NOVA: (LOW, ZOMBIFIED, MOAN)

JESS ESCOBAR: Jesus. Hes covered in those things. Drowning,

JESS ESCOBAR: (SCREAMS)

SOUND: A SQUISHY WET SHAMBLING FOOTFALL

BROOKS BENEDICT: Dont scream. Run!

SOUND: PAIR OF 45. CALIBER GUNSHOTS - THEN A THIRD

Scene Seven: Int. Veterinarians Office Back - Continuous

SOUND: A DOOR SLAMMED SHUT

SOUND: OUTSIDE, A DOG BARKS TWICE THEN SQUEALS TO DEATH

SOUND: SOMETHING HEAVIER THAN A HAND BANGS ON THAT DOOR

BROOKS BENEDICT: Times time Doc. My gats dry. Im sorry.

SOUND: .45 AUTOMATIC COUGHS THEN CLICKS AWAY EMPTY

JESS ESCOBAR: (FILTER) So thats how I died. And baby, thats

how you died too.

THE END
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