The Evil Eye

Pilot
Written by

Iman Saleh

313-663-4274
iman.saleh@wayne.edu
1 EXT. MANTAPSAN MOUNTAIN FOREST - NIGHT 1
A young warrior, TUMO, 18, is running through a forest that
is completely on fire. A black mask covers half of Tumo’s
face. Her feminine features are hidden.
There’s a rustle behind her and she looks back.
Tumo holds an arrow with an eyeball at the tip of it. She
jumps over dead bodies. An angry roar echoes behind the her.
Tumo stops and a flock of birds take flight above.
She runs even faster and blows a long whistle. TWEEEET!
No answer.

TUMO
C’mon where are you, River?
RIVER THE OX appears to her right.

She hops on.

2 EXT. FOREST CLEARING - NIGHT 2
And bursts through an elevated clearing. A growl emanates
within the forest.

Tumo prepares to jump as she nears the edge of the cliff.

POUND! An enormous, grotesque man, MAGOUL, jumps over Tumo’s
head and lands in front of her. He looks muscular yet
unnatural. Man-like, but not human.

3 EXT. CLIFF’S EDGE - NIGHT 3

Tumo abruptly swerves, causing River to trip...
BAM! They tumble hard, eat dirt and skid over the cliffs.

They fall on the roofs of the treetops below.

4 EXT. FOREST BY THE OCEAN - NIGHT 4

Tumo’s weight plunges through thin branches -- SNAP! SNAP!

She lands stomach first on a thick branch.
River falls to the ground and lets out a painful moan.
Tumo looks up and opens her eyes, still clutching her arrow.

She sits up suddenly when she notices the eye is no longer

stuck to it. Her face pales. Oh no.

(CONTINUED)
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TUMO
The eye! Where’s the eye?!
Tumo slides down the tree and searches the ground.
She’s heavily breathing. Then eye comes into focus. It lies
on a bed of foliage, just a sprint away.
River groans as it tries to sit up, but collapses.
TUMO (cont’d)
Stay right there, River!
She runs to the eye and pockets it. Tumo hears a growl
behind her. She turns around.
Magoul scowls at her. Beastly, large, disgusting. Two eye
sockets are sewn shut, but his third eye socket on his
forehead is open and raw.
He plucks Tumo from off the ground --
WHAM! Tumo is thrown on the cliff wall. Tumo’s mask falls
off revealing long hair.
She doesn’t get up. Magoul makes his way to her.
MAGOUL
I’m getting real tired of you
mountain rats.
She stands, un-slings her bow and pulls her last arrow from
her quiver. She lights it with the fire growing around her
and shoots it towards the sky.

TUMO
Now my people know you’re here.
They will come to finish you.
Magoul laughs.

MAGOUL
You foolish girl. Your people are
dead. Your leaders sent you to
distract me while they ran away.

TUMO
You’re wrong. They’re hiding in the
mountains...they’re waiting for me!
Magoul’s nasty face twists and contorts with every word.

(CONTINUED)
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MAGOUL
Is that what they told you? This
fire I’ve created destroyed the
last of them.

He’s closing in on her. Her back presses against the wall.

TUMO
No... my people would never desert
me!

Magoul has her cornered. He clasps his hand around Tumo’s

neck and raises her up. He brings his gruesome face close to
hers.
MAGOUL
You’re pathetic. I will own your
soul once I swallow you whole.
TUMO
You’re... powerless without your
eye!

MAGOUL
Oh, but you see my power only
grows. I’ve achieved immortality,
and once I get my eye back, this
world will be mine.

Tumo gasps as Magoul tightens his grasp around her neck.

She tries to pry off his fingers, but to no avail. His hold
is turning her face red.

TUMO
Have...you...have you heard of the
prophecy?
Magoul only tightens his grip.

MAGOUL
Stupid girl. You waste your last
words with folklore.
TUMO
Everyone knows it -- ’A warrior
with nothing to lose...and
everything to gain.’
Tumo looks down and sees Magoul’s sword held at his side.

(CONTINUED)
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TUMO (cont’d)
’Will defeat the one who has
wrongfully slain.’
Magoul laughs. She stretches; the tips of her fingers brush
the handle.
MAGOUL
I only slay the ones who forget
their master.

Her hands falls by her side. Her face turns blue and her
eyes roll back. Tumo’s body begins to go limp.
BAM! River charges and knocks Magoul down.
Tumo drops to the ground, gasping. She reaches for Magoul’s
sword --
SWISH! She pulls it out of its scabbard. She aims high and
cuts his head clean off. She kicks it away.
Tumo is breathing heavily. Magoul’s body searches for his
head.
TUMO
’And when the warrior dies, evil
will formerly revive.’

She cuts both his legs off in one swipe. They fall like logs
on the ground.
TUMO (cont’d)
’The cycle of vengeance will begin
again. Seek the one who is poor in
wealth but rich at heart. The
wisest of the blind will set them
apart.’
Magoul’s torso crawls towards his head.

TUMO (cont’d)
’The final warrior will arrive when
evil is at its worst. Find the one
whose life is cursed.’

Tumo steps on Magoul’s body. She slices both of his arms

off.
TUMO (cont’d)
’Evil will destroy and no one will
survive. Search the seven seas,
therein lay the eye.’

(CONTINUED)
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She stands still. The sword falls from her hand.

Above Tumo, a giant crow soars with the wingspan of three
treetops before landing in front of her.
TUMO (cont’d)
(to the bird)
My name is Tumo, the Mantaspan
Mountain warrior. Take each part...
Magoul’s arm tries to crawl back to its torso. Tumo strikes
it into the ground with the sword.
TUMO (cont’d)
Take each part of Magoul to a
different place in the world, where
no one can find him.

The crow caws before picking up the torso with its giant
talons.
It spreads its wings and launches towards the sky. She walks
to the seaside.

She pulls the eye from her pocket and inspects it. A
raindrop lands on the eye, then a few more. Now it’s
pouring.
She throws the eye into the ocean.

5 EXT. INDIAN HIMALAYAS - 300 YEARS LATER - DAY 5

A vivid green pine forest is covered in morning frost. Fall
time serenity.

PHEO RAMADEVI, 18 year old brown woman, walks quietly with

her bow in her hand.
She crouches behind a shrub and pulls an arrow from her
quiver.

Peering above the shrub, she sees a white-bellied buck

grazing ahead.
Pheo closes her eyes and exhales.

PHEO
Okay. You can do this.
She aims her arrow and shoots.
The arrow pierces the buck’s thigh, and it takes off
running.

(CONTINUED)