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THE LAST OF OUR DAYS by Harry Cowley and Andy Raynes

2 SCENE 1, INT, HOUSE

The story starts in a peaceful house on the outskirts of London. Joel enters. He is on the phone speaking to Tommy. Sarah is lying on the sofa in the lounge.

FX

Loud clock ticks. Door squeaks open.

JOEL: (Slightly muffled) Listen Tommy, I Tommy I cant lose this I cant lose this job Well get on the phone to the contractor Look, well talk about this in the morning okay? Well talk about it in the morning.

SARAH:(Yawns)

JOEL: Alright. Goodnight.

FX

Hanging up phone.

SARAH: Hey.

JOEL: Scoot over.

FX

Rustling on sofa.

SARAH: Fun day at work, huh? JOEL: (Sighs) What are you still doing up? Its late.

SARAH: Crud! What time is it? JOEL: (Tired) Its way past your bedtime. SARAH: But its still today.

JOEL: (Exasperated) Honey, please not right now, I do not have the energy for this.

SARAH: Here.

3 JOEL: Whats this? SARAH: Your birthday

FX

Unboxing.

SARAH: You kept complaining about your broken watch So I, figured, yknow? You like it? JOEL: Honey, this is, its nice but I I think its stuck I SARAH: What? No no no (Sarcastically) Oh ha ha. JOEL: Whered you get the money for this?

SARAH: Drugs, I sell hardcore drugs.

JOEL: Good, you can start helping out with the mortgage then. SARAH: Tst Yeah, you wish.

SCENE 2, INT, HOUSE

FX

Slight sleeping sounds. Footsteps. Footsteps going upstairs.

JOEL: (Whispered to Sarah) Good night, baby girl.

SCENE 3, INT, HOUSE

FX

Phone ringing. Bed cover rustling.

SARAH: (Tired) Hello?

TOMMY: Sarah, I need you to get your daddy on the phone!

SARAH: Uncle Tommy?

4 TOMMY: Theres something going on and I cant seem to reach

FX

Phone busy.

SARAH: Hello? Uncle Tommy?

FX gets louder.

Phone put down. Bed cover rustling. Footsteps. Door opening. TV report

SARAH: Daddy?

FX

Footsteps on creaky wooden floor.

SARAH: (To herself) Maybe hes in here.

FX

Door opening. TV report gets even louder.

SARAH: (To herself and surprised) Thats near here

NEWS REPORTER: We reported earlier that there have been wide spread attacks all over the city. All roads and freeways are jammed with people trying to get out of the city. Now, the governor has issued this statement: all people are urged to stay in their homes and lock their doors, until the situation is contained. Any unburied human corpses with its brain still intact will still function

FX

Slight static. Explosion in report. Explosion outside.

SARAH: (Shocked and scared) My god! (Slight panting)

FX going downstairs.

Three more explosions in consecutive order. Footsteps out of the room,

SARAH: DAD?! (To herself) What is going on?

FX and vibrating sound.

Ambient police cars, ambulances and sirens driving by. Faint beeping

5 SARAH: (To herself) Thats his phone.

FX

Footsteps. Phone beeping and vibrating getting louder. Pick up sound.

SARAH: 5 missed calls? Where are you? Call me?

FX quiet.

Phone put down. Footsteps. Dog barking loudly. Dog squeals and goes

SARAH: (Panics)

FX

Door slides open. Running footsteps. Door slides shut.

JOEL: (Panting)

SARAH: (Relieved) Dad!

JOEL: (Out of breath) Sarah, honey, get your coat, we are leaving! SARAH: Why? Dad whats going on? JOEL: Its the Mitchells next door. Somethings wrong with them, I I think theyre sick!

FX

Banging on window repeatedly. Muffled zombie screaming sounds.

Footsteps. Draw opening. Gun cocking. JOEL: Sarah, get behind me! Jimmy, Im warning you! Dont come any

FX

Glass breaking. Bang on floor. Zombie sounds. Running footsteps.

JOEL: Get back Jimmy, I dont want to

FX

Gunshot. Blood splatter. Dropping on floor. Slight zombie sounds.

JOEL: Sarah, baby, we have to go. We have to go now. SARAH: (Shaken) You- you shot him I- I saw him this morning

FX

Car pulling up outside.

JOEL: Tommy.

FX

Door opening. Footsteps outside.

TOMMY: What the hell has happened Joel?

JOEL: I have no idea, but we need to get out of here. Get in the back Sarah.

TOMMY: Holy crap, Joel, your covered in blood! JOEL: Its okay, its not mine.

FX

Car door opening. Car door shutting. Car driving off.

SCENE 4, INT, CAR

FX

Car driving.

TOMMY: Hey Sarah how you doing? SARAH: Im fine Can we listen to the radio?

TOMMY: Sure honey.

FX

Static.

TOMMY: A minute ago, the news man wouldnt shut up. Talking about how people are getting sick. First they said it was just London, but now theyre saying that its in Scotland, Kent, Norfolk. They found this one family all mangled in side of their house-

JOEL: Tommy!

TOMMY: Right, sorry.

7 SARAH: Are we sick? JOEL: Of course we arent Sarah! TOMMY: They say its just the people in the city. SARAH: Didnt Jimmy work in the city? JOEL: Yeah thats right, he did. TOMMY: Well, the way into London has been blocked off, with means we need to take the M3.

JOEL: Yeah, that sounds about right.

FX

Family muttering outside.

TOMMY: Lets see what these people want.

JOEL: What the hell are you doing Tommy? Keep driving!

TOMMY: They got a kid Joel! JOEL: So do we now keep driving.

RANDOM MAN: HEY! WAIT! HHHHEEEEYYYYYYY! (Fades) SARAH: We should have helped them...

FX

Helicopters fly by. Ambulance drives past.

TOMMY: Were almost there. The exit should be just round this-

FX

Traffic. Crowd of people. Car horns beeping.

JOEL: Damn!

TOMMY: Looks like everyone and their mothers had the same god-damn idea!

FX

Muffled car door shutting. Muffled shouting.

RANDOM MAN 2: Cmon guys what the hell! Whats the hold up?!

FX

Muffled running. Muffled zombie sounds. Muffled biting/ripping flesh

sounds. Muffled screaming in agony. JOEL: Tommy, reverse reverse, reverse RIGHT NOW!

FX

Car reversing. Crowd screaming.

TOMMY: IM DOING IT JOEL!

FX

Smacking on glass. Zombie sounds. Car start and drive off.

TOMMY: That was way too close! Were gonna need to find another way around.

FX

Car Breaking. People screaming and running.

JOEL: Tommy, we cant sit here, find a way through.

SARAH: What are they running from?

JOEL: DRIVE TOMMY! TOMMY: I CANT JUST BLOODY PLOUGH THROUGH THEM JOEL!

JOEL: THEN BACK UP! TOMMY: THEYRE BEHIND ME TOO!

FX

People screaming and running.

JOEL: There! Theres a gap! TOMMY: Im taking it!

FX

Car driving. People screaming.

SARAH: LOOK OUT!

FX

Car crash. Glass breaking. Shouting.

SCENE 5, EXT, STREETS

Sound slowly bleeds in from muffled to being really loud.

FX Zombies.

People screaming and running. Car alarms going off. Car beeping.

SARAH: Dad! DAD! Wake up! JOEL: Ugh Sarah? Are you okay? SARAH: Im right here, Dad.

FX

Windscreen cracking. Fast breathing. Zombies screeching.

TOMMY: (Loud grunt)

FX

Brick hits face. Zombie scream. Body hits ground.

TOMMY: Hurry up and get Sarah!

FX

Running footsteps. Screaming. Car alarms. Zombies.

JOEL: Cmon honey. Are you alright?

SARAH: I think my legs busted.

JOEL: Here, let me help you out.

SARAH: Ahh! It really hurts, bad!

10 JOEL: Itll be okay. Ill just carry you.

FX

Pistol cocking. Clothes rustling. Footsteps.

JOEL: Cover us! TOMMY: Always. But we gotta run now, the streets full of em! Follow me.

FX

Cars crashing. Burning buildings. People screaming. Lights breaking.

Glass smashing. Running.

SARAH: (Shaken) Th-those people are on f-fire! JOEL: Dont look, honey!

JOEL: Where are we going Tommy? TOMMY: Out of the city! Hurry Joel, theyre just behind us!

FX

Explosion. People screaming. Debris falling.

TOMMY: We cant go that way! Here cut through the ally! JOEL: Tommy! We got to hurry. Theyre breaking down the fence!

FX distance.

Zombies. Fence shaking and breaking. Fire in distance. Screaming in

TOMMY: HERE!

FX

Zombies shouting. Footsteps.

TOMMY: RUN, JOEL! JOEL: IM NOT LEAVING YOU!

11 TOMMY: I CAN OUT RUN EM. YOU GOT SARAH! ILL MEET YOU OUTSIDE THE CITY! NOW GO!

JOEL: I will find you!

FX

Zombies. Running footsteps. Machine gun fire.

JOEL: Please. Help us, I think her leg is broken!

FX

Gun cocking.

SOLDIER: Stop right there! JOEL: Look, were not Sick!

SOLDIER: (Into radio) Sir, we got some civilians on the outer perimeter. Please advise.

FX

Radio crackling.

SARAH: Daddy, what about uncle Tommy? JOEL: Were going to get you to safety and then Im going to go back for him, okay? SOLDIER: (Into radio) Sir Theres a little girl But (Sigh) Yes sir.

FX

Radio crackling.

JOEL: Hey weve just been through hell- Oh crap.

FX

Machine gun fire. Sarah Screams. People falling down a hill. Grunts.

FX

Soldier running over. Gun cocking.

JOEL: Please.

FX

Gunshot. Body falling over.

12 JOEL: Tommy, thank God! TOMMY: Oh no

JOEL: Sarah!

FX

Scrabbling footsteps. Sarah is squealing in pain every now and again.

JOEL: (Whilst crying) Oh God, honey. Its going to be okay. I promise you. Its gonna be okay. Listen to me baby. Youre gonna be fine. Were gonna be fine. I know it hurts baby, I know it does. Sarah? honey? No no no no no. Dont do this to me. Please dont do this to me baby. Please- please dont do this. Dont do this. Please. Baby. Please dont do this.

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