THE DISINTEGRATOR

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EXT. PARK- DAY

Sunrise. Noone around except a huge copper statue of an old-

timey politician riding a horse. The track of the elevated
J train crosses the skyline.

And now:

An unassuming regular-JOE in jeans and t-shirt, running for

his life. As we will soon witness, he is THE DISINTEGRATOR.

Chasing our hero: A man-like thing in similar street clothes--

a GHOUL-ish creature with pale, rotten skin. It ROARS,
revealing ragged piranha-jaws clearly designed to eat flesh.

JOE stops, spins around. Boxing stance.

JOE
(to himself)
Alright then. Lets do this.

The ghouls catches up, MOUTH GAPING WIDE, arms outstretched.

GHOULS
Stop moving. Im starving!

JOES FACE READS concentration as CANDY-COLORED BALLS OF

LIGHT coalesce ON his hands with a STRANGE UNEARTHLY BUZZ.

As the ghoul nears...

JOE thrust out his arms, sending RAINBOW STREAKS OF ENERGY

BLASTING INTO THE GHOUL.

THE MONSTER careens back, gripping its SMOKING chest,

growling in pain.
Hands smoking, energy expended, JOE seems unsure of his next
move. Hes clearly ashamed of his one-liner but cuts it loose
anyway:

JOE
Im not on the menu.

The ghoul lunges forward: PUNCHING JOE in the jaw, sending

him recoiling. Another PUNCH to the face. JOE is dazed. The
Ghoul maneuvers him into a headlock.

GHOUL
Funny.

JOE struggles, but no use- the ghoul is clearly much

stronger. JOEs eyes flutter back as he begins to lose
consciousness:
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The GHOUL OPENS MOUTH WIDE, aiming to take a huge bite out of
JOEs skull.

SUDDENLY--

POW. THE GHOUL is SMACKED OVER its head with SOMETHING

HARD. It drops to its knees.

NEARBY:

A GOTH GIRL, BRANDISHING NUNCHAKU.

GOTH
Gotcha.

The ghoul grips his head, blood flowing down between rotten
fingers. Stunned.

JOE makes huge circles with his arms.

JOE
(to Goth)
Stand back.

MULTI-COLORED SPHERES APPEAR ALL AROUND JOE, A STRANGE SOUND

LIKE AN UNEARTHLY ENGINE REVVING UP GROWING HIGHER IN PITCH
AND LOUDER IN VOLUME AS THE BALLS OF LIGHT EXPAND AROUND HIS
HANDS.

Goth watches in amazement her face colored in shifting hues

of light.

JOE STUMBLES BACK AS HE UNLEASHES THE HUGE ENERGY BOLT.

AN EXPLOSION OF SOUND AND LIGHT and:

Where the ghoul was:

NOW....A PILE OF BONES.

Goth swaggers up, nodding her head in approval. She kicks the
bones with her GOTH-STYLE BOOT, sending them scattering.

GOTH
Youre gettin good.

JOE
I guess so. Id rather it just go
away.
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GOTH
You got super powers, homey.
People dream about this sort of
thing.

JOE
Well, they can have it.

GOTH
Look, man...it doesnt seen like
these guys are gonna stop chasing
you as long as you have this.
Thats why theyre after you,
right? So you learn how to fight
back or youre dead.

Joe faces her squarely. Shoots a serious look.

JOE
Who are you anyway?

GOTH
Your new sidekick.

JOE
Really.

GOTH
Ive been following you ever since
I saw what you can do.

JOE
Dont you see whats happening
here? Im being hunted by monsters.
Staying far away is what you or
anyone else should be doing.
GOTH
Nah...not me. Whatevers goin on
here, its freaky as hell. I want
in.

JOE
Youre crazy.

GOTH
There may be some truth to that.

Joe sighs, giving in. He shoots a glance at the BLOODY

NUNCHAKU.

JOE
You really know how to use that
thing?
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Goth girl WHOOSHES the NUNCHAKU in a circle, leaning back,

ducking her own head to the side for safety.

GOTH
Hell no. These things are
dangerous.

WHITE TITLES ON BLACK:

EARLIER

INT. DOCTORS OFFICE. NIGHT.

Joe sits on the examination table. Uneasy. A DOCTOR strides

in, beaming happy, a file folder in hand.

JOE
Alright what is it?

DOCTOR
I tell you, it's a wonder!

JOE
What do you mean?

DOCTOR
Ive never seen anything like this
before. Noone has.

JOE
What is it tell me.

DOCTOR
It's amazing. Check it out.
The doctor slides an XRAY onto the...

XRAY VIEWER

A bizarre, almost geometrical insect-like form, superimposed

over a BRAIN.

JOE
Holy shit. What the hell is that?

DOCTOR
Something new, I tell you that.
I've seen parasites before, but
this is something else. I would
think it's an insect, with the
torso structure and the limbs and
(MORE)
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DOCTOR (CONT'D)
everything but you know it reads
like inorganic matter. I mean, it's
incredible.

JOE
A parasite!?!?

DOCTOR
Something like it. It seems. On the
MRI it lights up like a Christmas
tree with your brain activity.
It's feeding off your thoughts or
something. Unreal.

JOE
It's eating my brain?

DOCTOR
Not your brain. The electrical
activity. In your brain. Your
actual thinking. Pretty wild, huh?

JOE
How the hell did it get there?!

DOCTOR
Well, that's part of the mystery
right? I mean it's not like youre
gonna find this thing overseas in a
plate of unwashed salad or
something. This is definitely
going in the medical journals. I
tell you. Real groundbreaking
stuff.

JOE
Groundbreaking?! Theres a creature
in my skull!

DOCTOR
Cmon, buddy. Panicking is not
gonna solve anything.

Joe grips his head. Desperation sets in.

JOE
Omigod.

DOCTOR
We gotta stay positive.

JOE
This is crazy.
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DOCTOR
I mean, these things happen. Well,
maybe not this. This is unusual,
I'll give you that. But you know
what I mean.

JOE
Am I gonna die?

DOCTOR
See you're jumping to negative
conclusions already. That's what
they call stinkin thinkin, buddy.

JOE
Just tell me. Whats gonna happen
to me.

DOCTOR
Are you in pain?

JOE
Well....no. Not at this moment.

DOCTOR

What about the headaches?

JOE
I mean, I had one last night. Real
bad. And bizarre dreams. Intense.

DOCTOR
But no pain today, right?

JOE
Actually no, come to think of it.

DOCTOR
There you go! See, pain is the
bodys alarm system. Right now your
body is saying "Everythings A-OK
buddy"!

JOE
A-OK?

DOCTOR
I mean look at the bright side
here. You're a medical wonder!
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JOE
Look can we just talk about
treatment? How we plan on getting
rid of it?

DOCTOR
I haven't reached that point yet.

JOE
What do you mean?

DOCTOR
I dunno, I've just been so excited.
I called my mother she told all her
bridge pals. Like I said,
it's going in the journals.
Definitely. We'll be on the cover
of "Life" magazine. Well maybe
thats overambitious.

JOE
I want it out of there. Please just
tell me what we can do.

DOCTOR
Alright lemme think.

Awkward silence. FAINT HOSPITAL SOUNDS OFFSCREEN.

DOCTOR (CONTD)
Umm...Alright...Come back...lets
say... in a few days. A week. Come
back in a week. I'll have some
ideas.
JOE
Ideas. In a week.

DOCTOR
Yes. And go to the emergency room
if anything...weird happens. More
weird, I mean.

JOE
I can't believe this.

DOCTOR
And dont panic. Its not healthy.
From a psychological standpoint.
It won't solve anything anyway.
Be...concerned. Concern is good.
Panic is bad.
(MORE)
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DOCTOR (CONT'D)
Try to look at the bright side. You
and this thing youre...special.

JOE
This is insane.

Doctor slaps him on the arm good-naturedly.

DOCTOR
Lighten up, man! Doctors orders!

Joe keeps his head down. Unsure.

JOE
And you know, there is something
else.

DOCTOR
Whats that?

INTERCUT:

JOES APARTMENT-NIGHT

Brooklyn-hip bachelor pad. Barely used, shiny guitar in the

corner, crate of used vinyl, vintage record player,
ironic/cheesy 50s monster-movie poster one the wall.

IN BED

Joe tosses and turns, covered in sweat.

HE DREAMS OF:

CIRCUS-COLORED 3-D TRANSLUCENT GEOMETRIC SHAPES-- SHIFTING,

MORPHING INTO EACH OTHER IN A DANCE, LIKE SOME PSYCHEDELIC
COMPUTER ART.

BEYOND THEM CAN BE SEEN:

A JAGGED ALIEN LANDSCAPE-- GEOMETRIC, INSECT-LIKE CREATURES

ROAMING ABOUT, THEIR STRANGE ANIMAL-LIKE GROWLS GROWS INTO...

A ROAR.

BACK AT THE APARTMENT

JOE wakes lurching up.

JOE
NO!
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WITH AN OTHERWORLDLY SOUND, A BLAST OF GREEN ENERGY SHOOTS

FORWARD.

BURNT REMAINS OF VINYL RECORDS RAIN DOWN...

AS JOE LOOKS IN CONFUSION AT THE SMOKE RISING FROM HIS HANDS.

CUT BACK TO:

INT. DOCTORS OFFICE- CONTD.

Joe sits as Doctor watches.

DOCTOR
Well, what is it?

Joe thinks it out.

JOE
Nevermind.

OVER BLACK

TV NEWS SOUNDS.

NEWSCASTER
Strange reports and
now...surveillance video... of a
man armed with sort of laser weapon
and a woman with Bruce-Lee-style
nunchucks... in multiple deadly
confrontations with what seem to be
monstrously deformed individuals.
Police dont know what to make of
all this, but they are on the hunt
for anyone in this bizarre group,
hoping to unravel what may simply
be an elaborate hoax.

TV DIRECTOR
Cut, thats a wrap.

NEWSCASTER
(to himself)
I tell ya. This city is crazy
sometimes.