WOLVERINE - MONSTERS ISSUE 1 OF 2
Written by Antonio Alvarez
PAGE ONE CAPTION: EL PASO TEXAS A few shots establishing the border towns of El Paso Texas and Juarez Mexico. These should not be the prettiest of shots either. We want to show the cities as gritty places. Now a close up shot of a coyote eating a carcass a few feet from the fence that divides the two cities. It should be visible to the reader that the coyote is on US ground and not on the Mexican side of the border. The carcass is not fully visible to the reader since it’s human remains. There are flies bothering the lazy eyed creature. Suddenly, the animal lifts its’ head as he hears the sound of a truck engine heading closer. PAGE TWO A big 4 x 4 truck startles the animal but doesn’t scare him away from its meal. The truck has US IMMIGRATION written on the side of it. It roars past the animal and comes to a stop. Inside of the truck we see one border patrol agent. Carlos. A man in his late twenties. Carlos sits in his truck and gazes out into the opposing city. Then his two way radio comes on. RADIO Where you at Carlos? You get there yet? CARLOS Just got here. Right on time and as scheduled. Just checking out the beautiful scenery. RADIO Checking out the scenery, huh? I really don’t know what’s better, Carlos, lookin’ at this here fine senorita on my computer screen or looking into that shit hole desert over in Mexico! CARLOS Oh come on chief. You know you took this job in order to explore far, distant and mysterious lands, right? Isn’t that how the thing goes?
RADIO I think that’s the armed forces there Carlos. Wha’da ya have out there. CARLOS As dry and uneventful as my love life, chief. All is quiet. PAGE THREE The conversation between Carlos and the radio continues. And the coyote keeps on eating. CARLOS (CONT’D) About the only thing that has the balls to be out here in this shitty heat is me and a coyote. RADIO We got a live one? CARLOS Not that type of coyote. A wild dog. RADIO Okay. Well it was nice talkin to ya Carlos but I got real work to do here in this here air conditioned office of mine. Report back in a few and stay away from wild dogs. Never know where they been. As a matter of fact that’s probably something I should warn the dog about... CARLOS (Knowing that his boss is kidding) Yeah, well thanks for that chief. Over and out. Carlos continues to look over the river when the coyote catches his attention. He thinks he just saw the coyote eat a piece of what looked like a human hand. PAGE FOUR Getting more curious over what the animal is eating he pulls out his binoculars to take a better look.
CARLOS (CONT’D) (to himself) Come on little doggy, let’s see what you got for lunch there... As the binoculars zoom in Carlos still cannot tell what the animal is eating but it appears to be what is left of a human arm. CARLOS (CONT’D) Holy shit... Carlos gets out of the truck and heads towards the animal to investigate. He creeps in closer and closer, trying not to startle the animal who pays no attention to him. Carlos reaches for his gun and pulls it out of its hostler. That’s when the coyote looks up with a lame look on it’s face. Carlos and the animal lock eyes. CARLOS (CONT’D) Easy there little buddy...whatcha got there huh? What is that little buddy? The coyote continues to eat. Carlos gets closer. The animal looks up at Carlos with a piece of meat in it’s mouth. Carlos can clearly see that it’s a human hand. CARLOS (CONT’D) Oh shit! Oh shit, ohshitohshit! The coyote drops the meat from it’s mouth and starts to snarl at Carlos. PAGE FIVE CAPTION: 23 MILES OUTSIDE OF EL PASO. A jeep flies down I-10. Only two people in it. Wolverine and the driver, Hector. A sixty three year old man. WOLVERINE V.O. Times are changin’ old man. Not like it used ta be back when I started. Our numbers are down to just over one hundred and these bad guys are either coked out or running around blitzed out their mind. Before they wanted to rob banks and hold up jewelry stores. Now they want to douse someone with gasoline just to watch them burn. Wolverine is interrupted by the driver.
HECTOR Senor! I am glad to see you back here. WOLVERINE Glad ta see you too Hector. Been a while. HECTOR I see you didn’t bring the lady with you this time, no? WOLVERINE Who, Rogue? No not this time. This is just a quick visit, Hector. Here ta pick someone up and then go home. Wherever home is now days. How’s the family, everyone well? HECTOR Yes, yes. Well as good as can be you know. These times, they are very difficult you know. WOLVERINE Tell me about it. HECTOR There is not much work no more. I still drive clients back and forth and now even into Juarez but they are not traveling as much and Juarez is a mess. It’s war out there. PAGE SIX Wolverine and Hector continue to drive. WOLVERINE It’s tough everywhere right now. I haven’t been keeping up with everything going on but I’ve heard about some of the things happening across the river. Gettin’ ugly out there. HECTOR Yes it is. Just last weekend they killed eight teenagers. Eight kids, senor! Just kids! They pass a sign that reads ‘WELCOME TO EL PASO’
HECTOR (CONT’D) Virjen Santisima! They have no fear of even God anymore. They kill each other every day and they fight over territory so they can sell their drug. It is ugly senor, ugly. WOLVERINE Dam shame, Hector. Really, dam shame. The driver reaches his destination. An old motel called ‘Desert Palms’. WOLVERINE (CONT’D) Hector, nice ta see you again. Thank you for bringing me out here. HECTOR No, nice to see you too again senor. Wolverine hands Hector a wad of cash. HECTOR (CONT’D) Oh senor...you don’t... WOLVERINE Just keep it. And say hello to your wife for me. Wolverine pats Hector on the back and picks up a large duffle bag from the back seat. WOLVERINE (CONT’D) Take care ol’ friend. Hector speeds off and Wolverine heads inside of the motel. Now we see Logan getting inside of his room. It’s a small room with the basics. Bed, fridge, AC Unit, shower, tv and bathroom. He plops his duffle bag on the bed. PAGE SEVEN Still inside the motel room with Logan. A cell phone rings from inside of the duffle bag. Logan answers it and on the other line it’s Scott Summers. WOLVERINE (CONT’D) Summers, I just touched down so I haven’t had time ta check out the place just yet.
SCOTT SUMMERS I know you’re the best man for the job, Wolverine. Hopefully you can locate this individual and find out of he or she is indeed a mutant. Of course, without rattling too many feathers out there. WOLVERINE Don’t worry about that. This should only take bout a day or two. I’ll call you with an update as soon as something comes up. SCOTT SUMMERS Roger that. Wolverine hangs up the phone and peers out of his motel window. WOLVERINE (thinking) Shouldn’t be that difficult to find. Emma said the signal would fade in and out but she was positive that it was somewhere out here. Not many of us left, be a shame if we can’t help one of our own and who knows, maybe there’s more. Only thing is that in small towns like this, mutants ain’t exactly well liked. Well, they’re just gonna have ta deal with it. First thing’s first though, I need a cold one. Wolverine leaves his motel room. PAGE EIGHT SPLASH PAGE. CAPTION: MOMENTS LATER We now have a splash page of the bar that Wolverine is going to. This is a shot of the front of the bar. The name of the bar is, Stumble Inn. There are bikers outside fighting. Guys and girls smoking. Harley’s parked in the front along side old school low rider cars. Wolverine is only a few steps away from the door pretty much ignoring all of the exterior entertainment.
PAGE NINE Inside of the bar. Wolverine’s POV. He scans the room and can tell no one is really paying attention to anyone else. You have bikers playing pool, cholos playing drinking games and chicks wearing short shorts serving and pouring liquor all over the place. Wolverine sits at the bar where there’s four other guys having some beers and watching the TV that they have over the bar. WOLVERINE (CONT’D) (to the bar tender) Beer. BAR TENDER What kind. WOLVERINE Cold kind. BAR TENDER Fair enough. The bar tender pours Wolverine a mug of beer. WOLVERINE Much obliged. Wolverine then turns his attention to the TV. It’s the evening news. The reporter stands in front of an area that has been blocked off by the El Paso Police Department. This area is the desert where Carlos spotted the coyote. REPORTER ...we have not been able to confirm if the remains are indeed that of another woman and if they are, what this will mean to a community that has already been battered with a rash of violence. Regardless of how this one turns out, local authorities are saying that this is the seventh victim in the last four months. This is Ricardo Acosta... The TV is abruptly shut off by one of the guys sitting next to Wolverine. GUY THAT SHUT OFF THE TV Horse shit.
PAGE TEN GUY THAT SHUT OFF THE TV (CONT’D) You ask me that’s just really a bunch of horse shit. How in the fuck are they going to have all these people gettin killed left and right and they can’t find the killer. How? OTHER GUY AT THE BAR Already told you why. They ain’t never gonna catch them because the same people that are doing all these crimes is the ones that are supposedly tryin ta catch them! BAR TENDER Here you go again... OTHER GUY AT THE BAR I’m serious! You all just watch. When they finally figure this shit out, you’ll see, it’s gonna be some high rankin official. Wolverine sits quietly taking in the conversation and drinking his beer. BAR TENDER Okay look. For a few years now what 400 plus women have been killed out there? And still no clues, no nothing. These last couple of them haven’t been identified as women and they were found on our side of the fence. Plus, they also said that one might have been a kid. GUY THAT SHUT OFF THE TV Either way it’s a nasty little thing they got goin on down there. Poor bastards. OTHER GUY AT THE BAR Yeah well, you all can think what you want but I know I’m right. All of the people at the bar area including Wolverine say nothing.
PAGE ELEVEN OTHER GUY AT THE BAR (CONT’D) Women comin up dead. Kids getting shot up. Wild fucking coyotes runnin around like crazy. Crazy bastards trying to sneak in to the country with bombs around their waist...fuck. You’d think we were in New York or sumthin. WOLVERINE (asking OTHER GUY AT THE BAR) What’s that about wild coyotes. In these parts? OTHER GUY AT THE BAR Who are you. WOLVERINE Just a guy enjoying his beer. Them some interesting points though. Wolverine takes a slug from his beer. WOLVERINE (CONT’D) (thinking) Emma said that there was a possibility that our mutant might be a shape shifter. And the only thing that stands out on the intel are the coyotes. Them animals don’t deal well with the population. But all of a sudden they’re all over the place. I’m thinkin our mutant may have something to do with this. Wolverine motions for a refill. WOLVERINE (CONT’D) (speaking to OTHER GUY AT THE BAR) Buy ya the next one? OTHER GUY AT THE BAR Sure! The bar tender refills the cup for the OTHER GUY AT THE BAR. WOLVERINE So...
OTHER GUY AT THE BAR Thank you. See, ever since all that crazy shit started happening cross the border, there’s been all these reports of coyotes going into populated areas lookin for food. In some cases, they even been gettin in fights with humans. A coyote. A fucking coyote attacking a human! Can you believe that shit? WOLVERINE Yeah...I thought those things stayed away from people and populated cities. OTHER GUY AT THE BAR Exactly! What are they doing coming into contact? Y’know, they only found some of them remains thanks to them coyotes munchin on them WOLVERINE You don’t say. PAGE TWELVE OTHER GUY AT THE BAR Yep. Coyotes, dead women poppin up everywhere and punk ass kids beating up anyone that crosses...shit. It’s fucking madness. WOLVERINE Coyotes huh? OTHER GUY AT THE BAR That’s what I said buddy. By the way did I thank you fer.... When OTHER GUY AT THE BAR turns to face Wolverine he realizes that Logan is gone. No we are back in Wolverine’s motel room. He’s changing his clothes into some dark stuff like he wore when John Byrne did the comic. WOLVERINE (thinking) There are close to one million people in El Paso. If you count the ones from across the border that makes three million. (MORE)
11. WOLVERINE (CONT'D) That equals to a whole lot of people ta have coyotes runnin around. Either way, it’s time to go and have a look.
PAGE THIRTEEN SPLASH PAGE Wolverine in full outfit with claws popped out. WOLVERINE (CONT’D) Times may have changed but I’m still the best at what I do! PAGE FOURTEEN It’s night time. Wolverine is sneaking around the fenced area that divides the US and Mexico border. He’s sniffing around and picking up dirt and smelling it trying to find a scent or clues. WOLVERINE (CONT’D) (thinking) This whole place reeks of death. Animal and human. What in the world could be going on out here...and where is our mutant. Wolverine looks through the fence and peers into Mexico. He doesn’t realize that he’s being watched. From some 50 yards, a US Border Patrol agent sits in his truck and with night vision goggles, watches everyone of Wolverine’s moves. He pulls a two way radio close to his lips. BORDER AGENT De Anda here. Do you read me? We are now inside of an old border patrol office. It’s pretty dark inside except for one office which has it’s lights on. Inside is the night shift supervisor for the border patrol. His office is cluttered with papers and folders. He’s punching something into his computer when the two way radio comes on. BORDER AGENT (CONT’D) De Anda here. Do you read me? SUPERVISOR I read you De Anda. Whatcha got. DE ANDA I’ve got an unidentified male prowling around the fence sir.
SUPERVISOR What side he on? DE ANDA He’s on our side sir. I’ve been watching him for a few and he seems to be looking for something out there . No attempts at getting over the fence. SUPERVISOR Approach with caution De Anda. I’ll call in some help. PAGE FIFTEEN Wolverine continues his search when he smells something and looks around and realizes that he is surrounded by coyotes. They all snarl at him. He stares them down and begins smelling their scent in the air. One of them is the mutant. WOLVERINE No need to get angry, now. I’m here ta help. He takes a step toward the mutant who is still in coyote form. The animals snarls and shows its teeth. WOLVERINE (CONT’D) I can help you. I’m Wolverine. I’m an X-Man and a mutant, like yourself. One of the other animals takes a few steps towards Wolverine, growling and getting ready to attack. Wolverine turns to that one, pops his claws and yells at it. WOLVERINE (CONT’D) Stand down! I’m not going to hurt any of you! I said I was here to help. The animal backs off. So do a few more of the others. The mutant one stops growling. Wolverine retracts his claws and keeps approaching the mutant. WOLVERINE (CONT’D) I’m from a school for gifted students, just like you. Have you heard of the X-Men or Charles Xavier?
PAGE SIXTEEN Wolverine approaches the creature and drops to one knee and pets it. The animal does not resist. WOLVERINE (CONT’D) It’s okay. No one is going to hurt you. Suddenly the animal transforms into a kid. 12 year old boy who looks skinny and tired. WOLVERINE (CONT’D) What’s your name? MUTANT Jacob. WOLVERINE I’m Wolverine Jacob. Nice ta meet you. Now what are you doing out here? Where is your family? JACOB Don’t have one. They all got killed. WOLVERINE Sorry ta hear that, kid. Listen, you need to come with me. There’s a few people that would like to talk to you. JACOB Are you really an X-Man? WOLVERINE Yes I am. Wolverine’s sense go off like an alarm at 6 in the morning but it is too late. Border patrol trucks fly in from everywhere. The rest of the coyotes scramble and run away. Jacob wraps himself around Wolverine’s leg. WOLVERINE (CONT’D) Dam it! Not now! PAGE SEVENTEEN There are five trucks that surround Wolverine. Ten agents with guns exit their vehicles. They point their weapons at Wolverine. One of the agents, De Anda. Approaches Wolverine.
DE ANDA Kinda late to be out and about isn’t it? WOLVERINE Look, I don’t want any trouble. Just about to head home. DE ANDA You got any ID on you? Now we are back in the agents’ supervisor’s office. He’s looking at porn on the web when the two way radio goes off. DE ANDA (CONT’D) De Anda here. You copy? SUPERVISOR I copy you de Anda, what’s up. DE ANDA I got him sir. PAGE EIGHTEEN DE ANDA (CONT’D) No ID on him though. Says he’s Canadian. Got a kid with him too. SUPERVISOR Who’s the kid and how old is he? DE ANDA Don’t know. Wont’ say anything. But by the looks of him I’d say he’s a runaway of some sort. SUPERVISOR Is he related? DE ANDA No. The Canadian says he’s just a friend and came to pick him up. None of this shit makes sense sir. And this kid ain’t talkin. Please advice. SUPERVISOR Hang on De Anda. The supervisor gets his cell phone from his pocket and makes a call.
PAGE NINETEEN We are now somewhere in Juarez. Same night, same time. We should have a few establishing shots of the Juarez nightlife. Focus on a strip club called, Tweety Twister. We are now inside the club. It is dark. Most of the patrons are drunk or passed out on their tables. The girls dancing look like they really don’t want to be here. As we pan through the club we finally focus on a table at the end of the place. Here sits the owner of the club. A huge man wearing an open button up shirt with a wife beater underneath. A few gold chains around his neck and he’s puffing on a cigar. He’s got a half empty bottle of liquor with him and two shot glasses. His cell phone rings. He digs it out. It’s the border patrol supervisor. CLUB OWNER Yeah. SUPERVISOR I think I caught me a fly. CLUB OWNER Oh yeah? PAGE TWENTY We are still at the club in Juarez. SUPERVISOR Yeah. Boy. Caught him out by the fence. CLUB OWNER Boys are nice. SUPERVISOR You still open for business? CLUB OWNER I’m always open for business. SUPERVISOR Good. The club owner hangs up his phone. Now we are back in the supervisor’s office. He dials De Anda’s cell number. Back by the fence De Anda gets the call and walks away to take the phone call from his supervisor. It’s a short call so he hangs up the phone and comes back to Wolverine.
DE ANDA I got good news and bad news for you. WOLVERINE Why did I know you were going to say that? DE ANDA Good news is you’re free to go. WOLVERINE (agitated) What’s the bad news, bub. DE ANDA We’re not going to let you go. WOLVERINE (angry) I knew you were going to say that. PAGE TWENTY ONE This page opens with multiple shots of the agents unloading on Wolverine. They unload full clips from 9mm, shotguns, 45’s and revolvers. The hail of gun fire is too much even for Wolverine, plus a lot of the shots are head shots. Jacob drops to the ground and covers his head. When the firing stops we see Wolverine’s body on the floor in a pool of blood. His body is riddled with bullets. Chunks of flesh are hanging from various body parts. De Anda reloads his 9mm and walks over Wolverine’s body and shoots him three more times in the head. Another agent picks up Jacob from his hair and injects something into Jacobs’ neck, causing the kid to pass out. PAGE TWENTY TWO This is a splash page of Wolverine’s body floating down the river that divides El Paso and Juarez. The river is dirty and infested with trash and muck. End of issue one.