1. The Good Guys Die and The Bad Guys Win
Script goes from a continued
timeline, with past and future
scenes.
Scenes taking place in the
future are marked with a [F]
Scenes taking place in the
past are marked with a [P]

2. INT. DAMIEN’S LIVING ROOM
DAMIEN runs behind an upturned sofa in the middle of his
living room. He is out of breath and the sound of gunfire
can be heard in the background. There is a close up on his
face, then a cut to black.
DAMIEN (VO)
My name is Damien Castle... and I
think I’m about to pee myself.
A shot of feet walking on dirt. The shot pans up to show
FRANCIS, but you only see her hands; she’s holding a sword.
She stops walking and the shot pans around to face a large
house. You never see her face but you watch her walk inside
the building.
We return to DAMIEN. He’s freaking out until the gunfire
goes silent. He hears the sound of footsteps approaching.
Bracing him he picks up a knife next to him, and holds it
against his chest, when the footsteps go silent and a shadow
falls over him. He faints.
INT. FRANCIS’ BEDROOM
DAMIEN wakes up. He sits up to see the blurred silhouette of
FRANCIS dressing a wound on her shoulder. His vision
eventually clears, and FRANCIS, noticing that he’s awake,
turns to look at him. She says nothing.
DAMIEN
Am I alive?
FRANCIS
Yes. I would say so.
DAMIEN
Who are you?
FRANCIS
Francis.
FRANCIS picks herself up and dresses in a t-shirt. She walks
over and places herself next to DAMIEN on the bed.
DAMIEN
I’m going to assume you’re here to
help me. If not, tell me now,
’cause I’m not one for surprises.
DAMIEN flops back onto the bed.
(CONTINUED)

3. CONTINUED: 2.
FRANCIS
Seeing as your making yourself
comfortable, I’d say your lucky to
say such a thing.
DAMIEN turns over and pulls the pillow over his head. He
moans irritably as a response.
FRANCIS
It must be hard, losing your
father... I’ll be outside once
you’re ready to talk.
DAMIEN peeks out from the side of the pillow and he watches
FRANCIS leave the room. He sighs.
INT. FRANCIS’ LIVING ROOM [F]
DAMIEN is shouting, upset, he puts his hands against his
skull, in a fit.
DAMIEN
I HAVE TO GO BACK! I CAN’T BELIEVE
I LEFT HER THERE!
DAMIEN is going around the house, stuffing various weapons
into his bag: KNIVES, GUNS, and SWORDS. He seems flustered
as he puts on his jacket and then backpack.
DAMIEN (VO)
I read somewhere that 5 out of 10
males experience Superhero Syndrome
at least once in their lives. More
commonly, it’s referred to as their
moment to "shine". I assure you,
I’m a pretty dull character.
DAMIEN
(exasperated)
What am I doing?
EXT. FRANCIS BACKYARD
DAMIEN emerges from out of the house. He sees FRANCIS
balancing on the edge of the pool, her sword extended. She
turns to look at DAMIEN, watching him approach silently.
DAMIEN plops himself next to the pool, dunking his feet into
the water as he hunches over. FRANCIS bends next to him.
(CONTINUED)

4. CONTINUED: 3.
FRANCIS
They broke into your house to try
and get to you.
DAMIEN
(mumbles)
Do I even need to ask?
FRANCIS
You’re father was a pretty powerful
guy.
DAMIEN
Funny how he keeps coming up; dead
or alive.
FRANCIS
He owned a pharmaceutical company.
Do you know anything about
mutagens, Damien?
DAMIEN
My dad was very private with his
work.
FRANCIS
Mutagens are molecules that need to
be directly inject into the tissue.
FRANCIS stands up, sheathing her sword with the carrier on
her back.
DAMIEN
How come?
FRANCIS
(turns head casually)
Well, really, it’s the only way to
test an accurate reaction in such a
substance.
INT. FRANCIS’ LIVING ROOM [F]
DAMIEN gets thrown down on the sofa, a bead of red falls
down his cheek. Panting he gazes up a FRANCIS, who is taking
a defensive stance.
DAMIEN
If you’re my bodyguard, why do I
feel as if my ribs are shattering
against my sides?
(CONTINUED)

5. CONTINUED: 4.
FRANCIS
You need to be capable of defending
yourself.
DAMIEN struggles to his feet. He spits out blood.
FRANCIS
Now come at me again.
DAMIEN takes out a knife from his pocket, and rushes at
FRANCIS.
EXT. FRANCIS BACKYARD
DAMIEN is clearly upset, on the verge of tears.
DAMIEN
I know he wasn’t a very good father
but come on!
FRANCIS seems uncomfortable, she crosses her arms and
focuses her attention on the floor.
DAMIEN
I was his son-- his blood! You
don’t do that kind of stuff to your
own flesh and blood!
FRANCIS
You’re in trouble now, Damien. It’s
my duty to inform you why you’re
being hunted.
DAMIEN
But you don’t casually tell someone
they’re dying!
He slowly drops to the floor, upset.
DAMIEN
(quietly, a realization)
I’m dying.
FRANCIS
(bending down to one knee,
trying to catch his down
turned gaze)
But you’re not helpless. That
bastard Quentin can make a cure to
deactivate the mutagens inside of
you.
(CONTINUED)

6. CONTINUED: 5.
DAMIEN
He’d tried shooting my head open. I
don’t think he has a preference on
what condition he gets his test
subject back in.
FRANCIS
I didn’t say we were going to ask
him nicely.
INT. FRANCIS LIVING ROOM [F]
DAMIEN swings a kick at FRANCIS, who is forced to step back
and defend herself, extended arms crossed to block the hit.
She moves back towards the wall as DAMIEN lashes out toward
her with a few punches. His energy is a ferocity she is
visibly surprised at experiencing. A hit lands on her
stomach as she hits the wall hard, coming to her senses she
looks up panting to see DAMIEN pointing a gun directly at
her head.
EXT. DAMIEN’S STAIRS
DAMIEN and FRANCIS creep down the stairs together. Nervous,
DAMIEN grabs FRANCIS’ arm in front of him. She turns to
stare at him.
DAMIEN
(whispers)
Francis, I-I can’t do this.
FRANCIS
(whispers)
This isn’t the time. (sighs, and
puts her hand on DAMIEN’s shoulder)
We’ve spent weeks together. I’ve
trained you to the best of my
ability... You need to trust me.
DAMIEN simply shakes his head, not able to face FRANCIS.
FRANCIS
(whispers)
I was hired to keep you alive. I
think your father knew that Quentin
would rise against him one day. And
he prepared.
DAMIEN
If he cared he wouldn’t have put me
in this position in the first
place!
(CONTINUED)

7. CONTINUED: 6.
Pulls out her sword and holds it to his throat.
FRANCIS
(whispers)
Keep your voice down!
FRANCIS lowers her sword and starts forward. DAMIEN says
nothing and follows behind her obediently. They enter the
living room. Behind and adjacent to them you see POSSE
MEMBER #1 (aka PM#1) in the kitchen, a shadowed figure that
watches them. They do not notice him.
EXT. DAMIEN’S BACKYARD (CONT. FRM LAST SCENE)
DAMIEN and FRANCIS enter the upper balcony of the backyard
to see QUENTIN sitting by the pool on the lower half of the
patio, looking over the bay. He is casually smoking a cigar,
and there are a number of men surrounding him.
PM#1 comes from behind to attack FRANCIS with a piano wire.
DAMIEN, shocked and unprepared, pulls out a gun from behind
his waistband and points it at PM#1 and tries to shoot, but
misses due to nervousness.
FRANCIS elbows PM#1 and he let’s go of the piano wire,
allowing her to turn and hit him in the face. Two more posse
members approach. DAMIEN dropping his gun backs away from
the approaching men. He dodges them and runs down the
stairs, leaving FRANCIS alone to struggle with the three
thugs.
Downstairs he confronts QUENTIN briefly, who steps towards
him, but panicking he only manages a double-take before
skidding at the end of the dock which is at the edge of the
backyard. DAMIEN plunges into the bay.
INT. DAMIEN’S BATHROOM [P]
DAMIEN rises out of the bath. On his shoulder is a shade of
rashes, which he scratches clearly in pain. His attention
refocuses, and his head whips around, when he hears a
pounding on his door.
FATHER
Are you alright?
DAMIEN
I-I’m fine. I think it’s just an
allergic reaction.
(CONTINUED)

8. CONTINUED: 7.
FATHER
Stupid doctors!
DAMIEN grows silent as he listens to the sound of his
fathers footsteps fading away down the hall. Cringing, he
lowers himself further into the water.
DAMIEN
(mumbles to himself)
Jesus, he doesn’t care about my
grades, but he flips a shit at the
smallest scratch.
EXT. FRONT OF DAMIEN’S HOUSE
DAMIEN panting, presses his back against the wall. He holds
a gun at the level of his chest. He literally looks his he’s
about to pass out. He shuts his eyes.
DAMIEN
(mumbles to himself)
What am I doing here?
DAMIEN opens his eyes.
DAMIEN
Why did I leave in the first place?
He clenches his fist in frustration.
INT. FRANCIS LIVING ROOM [P]
DAMIEN is shoveling food into his mouth. FRANCIS settles
down next to the him on the floor, holding a bowl, they are
using the sofa as a backrest. DAMIEN has a black eye, and it
is clear he’s been beaten up pretty badly. FRANCIS only
sports a small scratch across her cheek.
FRANCIS
You were impressive today.
DAMIEN
(mouthful of food)
You think so?
FRANCIS delicately begins to eat.
DAMIEN
(swallows his food)
I’ve been thinking. What happens
after all this?
(CONTINUED)

9. CONTINUED: 8.
FRANCIS
(looks at him)
Hm?
DAMIEN
I mean. Say we get Quentin to hand
over the company again, and we get
a cure for the mutant-thingies--
FRANCIS
Mutagens.
DAMIEN
Right. What happens to you?
FRANCIS
I go away.
DAMIEN
You’re just gonna leave?
FRANCIS
I was hired to protect you at any
cost, Damien. When your safe again,
I’ll leave.
DAMIEN
Where are you gonna go?
FRANCIS
Come on, let’s not make this so
personal.
DAMIEN
But you saved my life.
FRANCIS
(continues eating)
Hm.
DAMIEN
And your my only friend.
FRANCIS pauses and turns to look at DAMIEN. He is watching
her, clearly upset. Her eyes lower.
EXT. DAMIEN COURTYARD
(CONTINUED)

10. CONTINUED: 9.
DAMIEN enters the courtyard of his home. He gasps seeing
FRANCIS on the ground, she stumbles weakly, rising and
reaching out towards him. Blood gushes from the side of her
skull, and leaks from the edges of her lips. There is no one
else in the yard. About to step towards her, he freezes in
shock.
There is the sound of gunfire. FRANCIS holds her stomach,
and raised her hand to see her fingers wet with fresh blood.
She falls forward. Dead.
QUENTIN emerges from behind a pillar, holding a gun. He
looks at FRANCIS’ dead body before turning his gaze on
DAMIEN, and walking towards him.
QUENTIN
Damien Castle?
DAMIEN remains silent. Shaking his backpack falls from his
shoulder.
QUENTIN
You are Damien Castle aren’t you? I
can tell, you look just like your
father.
DAMIEN pulls out his gun from behind him, pointing it
directly at QUENTIN. QUENTIN barely flinches, instead, he
closes the distance between them.
QUENTIN
You have a right to be upset,
Damien. I’m upset. I’m upset that
you father ruined this company. I’m
upset at the selfish risks he took
on a kid like you.
QUENTIN reaching out and physically takes DAMIEN’s gun from
his hands.
DAMIEN
H-He didn’t risk anything. I’m the
one who ended up sacrificing
everything.
QUENTIN
You’re so cruel. You’re father died
trying to protect you.
DAMIEN lowers his gaze.
(CONTINUED)

11. CONTINUED: 10.
QUENTIN
You’re a danger to everyone around
you... I doubt Frank told you or
that girl he hired to protect you.
That would have been a hard thing
to admit to his only son after all.
DAMIEN
(mumbles)
What? That I’m dying?
QUENTIN
No, that’s his own personal
business. After all he chose you
without your consent... We couldn’t
argue, it was his company after
all... But when the experiments
backfired, when he found out that
the mutagens weren’t enhancing you,
instead they were destroying you.
DAMIEN
I KNOW ALL OF THIS!
QUENTIN
Your father died trying to protect
you from me.
DAMIEN
And I still don’t know what you
want!
DAMIEN extracts a dagger from his coat and turns it on
QUENTIN. QUENTIN dodges the knife, but it surprised at the
hit he receives in the gut from a punch DAMIEN throws with
his other fist. He stumbles, and raises the gun to shoot
DAMIEN, who takes QUENTIN’s hand with the firearms and
twists it to the point where an audible snap of bones his
heard. QUENTIN cries out. DAMIEN turns around and roundhouse
kicks QUENTIN in the face. QUENTIN falls to the ground,
dropping the gun, that lands a few feet away from him.
QUENTIN attempts to crawl towards it, DAMIEN kicks him in
the side, the crunch of the hit leaves the man reeling, and
in anger DAMIEN swoops down on QUENTIN. QUENTIN is on his
back, panting in pain as DAMIEN holds him up by the collar
of his shirt.
QUENTIN
Damien, Damien, listen to me!
DAMIEN watches QUENTIN under him, silent.
(CONTINUED)

12. CONTINUED: 11.
QUENTIN
You’re contagious! The mutagen is
fatal and contagious! W-we couldn’t
let the project go on. We needed to
terminate you. Your existence puts
you and everyone else at risk.
DAMIEN
What?
QUENTIN
Your a threat to the entire city,
the country, the whole planet
should there be an epidemic!
There’s no cure. Your father
couldn’t accept this, he wouldn’t
let us terminate the project. L-Let
us--
DAMIEN
Kill me.
QUENTIN
Exactly! You have to understand!
DAMIEN
But Francis...
QUENTIN
Was hired to protect you. But s-she
was too much of a threat, she’d
spent too much time with you. She
needed to be terminated as well.
DAMIEN rises from QUENTIN letting him go, staring at
FRANCIS’ body at the other end of the courtyard. In a trance
like state he begins walking towards her. QUENTIN struggles
to raised himself and watching him, weakly he begins
crawling towards the gun again.
DAMIEN
I didn’t know. S-She didn’t know.
She didn’t need to die. I would
have... I should have...
QUENTIN reaches the gun and points it at DAMIEN’s back.
QUENTIN
I’m sorry, Damien.
He fires.

13. 12.
INT. FRANCIS LIVING ROOM [P]
FRANCIS grabs DAMIEN’S shoulder.
DAMIEN
My dad was never around. But he
never let me out either. I-I don’t
have anyone if you leave Francis.
FRANCIS
I’m sorry.
DAMIEN throws his face into his hands, running them up as he
clenches his hair.
DAMIEN
Fuck!
FRANCIS notices a discoloration on DAMIEN’s hand. She grabs
his arm and raises his sleeve. It seems to be a rash that
extends up his arm. DAMIEN looks up, surprised at the
motion.
FRANCIS
What’s this? It isn’t a bruise.
DAMIEN
It’s a rash. I get them from time
to time. I just thought my skin was
messed up before, but I guess you
can call it a reaction from the
mutagen.
FRANCIS lets go of him. She raises her hand to inspect it
briefly before flicking her gaze back up at DAMIEN, who is
watching her.
FRANCIS
I’ll stay.
DAMIEN is visibly surprised.
DAMIEN
W-What?
FRANCIS
Let’s make a pact on it.
FRANCIS extends her hand. DAMIEN takes it. They shake.

14. 13.
INT. DAMIEN COURTYARD
DAMIEN is next to FRANCIS body. His breath is shallow, and
he stares at her corpse. She seems peaceful. The sound of a
van taking off can be heard.
DAMIEN (VO)
I’m sorry, Francis. I’m so sorry. I
wish I could have been the real
hero in the end. Kill one to save a
thousand. I think that all makes
sense now. It has a purpose. My
death has a purpose... Our d-death
h-has...
Damien grimaces, and rolls over onto his back. He closes his
eyes. The sound of footsteps approach. A shadow falls over
him. He opens his eyes.
DAMIEN
(weakly)
Dad?
Cut to black. End.