Halloween: The Series

ADAM (VO): Previously on Halloween: The Series…

We first see the news report citing the rising number of corpses stolen from Haddonfield morgues (Episode 3.7) and the group’s confrontation with Manfred Von Guile and Heinrich Reynard (Episode 3.11).  We see Manfred sitting in the mansion’s dining hall (Episode 3.13) telling the vampires about the Raising.

Cut away to Manfred watching Debra and Lonnie fight the vampire Goar (Episode 3.16) and Manfred as he bites into Debra’s throat and blood flows down her neck (Episode 3.17).

We see the arrival of Kate Amajanti (Episode 3.8) at the boarding house and the news report naming her as the prime suspect in her father’s murder.  Cut again to her showing Tommy the black market dealer (Episode 3.12) and the alleyway fight as Kate easily snaps one of the ghoul’s necks and it drops dead.  Lastly we cut to the rundown hotel as she wakes up from a nightmare and we see the mark of Thorn tattooed on her ankle.  Fade to darkness…

	Haddonfield Memorial Hospital.  We open from the shadows in a dusky morgue with gray opaque walls and tile flooring.  Med student RACHEL DAVIS snaps a pair of latex gloves over her hands as the double doors are thrown open behind her.  She turns to see the CORONER wheeling a covered stretcher into the room.

CORONER: Fresh meat.

	Rachel ignores him and helps roll the stretcher into place under the light, glancing down at the lifeless form in front of her.  The coroner unveils a tray of shimmering surgical blades.

CORONER: Ready for your first autopsy?

RACHEL: As I’ll ever be…

	He grins and tears back the white sheet, exposing the body of an older man in his early fifties.  The coroner holds out a scalpel to Rachel which she grasps with trembling fingers.  He watches her over the rim of his glasses as he fills out some paperwork.  Rachel hesitantly stares down at the body.

CORONER: So where are the primary incisions made?

RACHEL: To each shoulder…then joined in a straight line at the sternum that extends down to the pubic bone…

CORONER: Remember to cut deep.  And don’t hold back.

	Rachel holds her breath as she moves in with the scalpel and presses it against the flesh of the corpse – the delivery buzzer suddenly blares loudly over them.  Rachel gasps and quickly backs away from the stretcher, setting the knife down.  With a heavy sigh the coroner goes to answer the call.

CORONER: Not too similar to dissecting frogs, is it?  I suggest you get used to seeing dead bodies.  This is Haddonfield after all.

	He yanks open both double doors, abruptly greeted with a blade embedded deep in his chest.  The coroner looks up to see the gaunt pale faces of three ghouls standing in front of him.  He staggers backward in shock, leaving a trail of dark red blood across the clean tiles.

	The ghouls enter the room, followed by Heinrich Reynard.  None of them appear to see Rachel as she slips away behind a hanging curtain.  She watches wide-eyed as Heinrich approaches the fallen coroner.

CORONER: Help me…please…

HEINRICH: The pain must be very great.  Almost unbearable.

	The coroner can only manage a nod as he coughs up more blood on himself.  A slight smile crosses Heinrich’s face.  He reaches down and closes his hand around the knife with his eyes fixed on the dying man.  Heinrich’s expression suddenly turns cold as he roughly twists the blade, killing him.

	Still hiding behind the curtain Rachel staggers back into a metal cart, rattling its contents.  She quickly slaps a hand over her mouth as one of the ghouls rears its ugly head in her direction with a low growl.  The others don’t seem to notice.  As the creature begins to move toward her Rachel grabs a scalpel from the cart and closes her eyes tightly waiting for the ghoul to approach.  They flash open again at the sound of Heinrich’s voice.

HEINRICH: What the hell are you waiting for?  It’s time to collect.

	The ghoul growls resentfully under its breath and turns back to join the others.  We close in on Rachel’s terrified expression as she looks on in fear of something off screen.  The Halloween theme begins to play as we rise up over Haddonfield.  The title card appears reading:

	The music becomes a more rock and roll-like version as the main credits and various images from previous seasons flash up.  The cast is named as:

Johnny Depp as LONNIE ELAMB
Rebecca Gayheart as HELEN JACOBS
with

	We open on a rowdy Haddonfield tavern the same night.  Panning through the masses of people, we finally come to where Kate Amajanti is sitting alone at the edge of the bar.  She glances up from swirling her drink to catch the gaze of a couple of guys across the room – none other than Keith Hollander and Richie Castle.  Kate quickly turns back to the bar.

	We cut to Keith and Richie’s point of view, joining them in mid-conversation as they watch Kate.

RICHIE: You’re dreaming, man.  Not a chance in hell.

KEITH: And I suppose she’d be all over you…

RICHIE: Hell yeah!  I’m telling you, man, chicks can’t get enough of me.  Don’t you remember that girl I met in Chicago?

KEITH: The hooker?

RICHIE: Like it matters.  They’re always all over me.

KEITH: They’re all over your money…

RICHIE: Fuck you, man.  I’ll prove it to you right here, right now.

	Keith laughs drunkenly as Richie makes his way across the room.  He leans up against the side of the bar beside Kate.

RICHIE: Now here’s something you don’t see too often.

KATE: What’s that?

RICHIE: Pretty girl sitting in a corner all by her lonesome self.

KATE: I like it that way.

RICHIE: Are you sure about that?  Weren’t you the one I saw stealing glances in my direction earlier?

KATE: Don’t think so.

RICHIE: Can I buy you a drink?

KATE: No thanks.

RICHIE: Just one innocent drink, I swear.

KATE: I’m not interested.

RICHIE: And I’m not a big fan of the hard-to-get act so just tell me something, sweetheart – am I going to get laid tonight or what?

	We cut to an exterior shot of the tavern seconds later as Richie’s body is suddenly hurled through the front windows.  Back inside Keith looks around as the place breaks out into an uproar, seeing Kate slip out through a back exit.  He shrugs and goes back to drinking his beer.

	We cut back to the hospital.  Onlookers watch curiously from behind a yellow tape barrier as the area is flooded with police cruisers.  Among them is Adam Travers, standing near the back.  He turns instinctively to see Tommy’s car pull into the clearing and walks toward it as Tommy and Helen climb out.

ADAM: Well it appears our morgue crashers are back again…

TOMMY: What’s the story this time?

HELEN: Probably the same as every other robbery.  All the bodies missing without a shred of evidence and me seriously lacking my beauty sleep.

ADAM: Not quite.  I overheard the police talking about a witness.

HELEN: Witness?  It’s not one of those creepy guys that goes around knocking on everybody’s door with a Bible, is it?

	Adam and Tommy both raise an eyebrow.

HELEN: Never mind…so do we know who it is…?  We could blow this mystery wide open if we could ask them a few questions.

ADAM: I believe that’s her…she looks rather shaken up…

	He nods toward the back of an ambulance where Rachel Davis is sitting wrapped in a blanket and staring wide-eyed into the distance.  The group watches as the paramedic with her goes to talk to some cops, leaving her alone.  Helen starts walking toward the ambulance.

HELEN: I’m going over there.  This could be our only chance to talk to her.

ADAM: I’ll come with you.

	Tommy watches them walk off for a second, then turns and scans the rest of the area.  He sees Deputy Robbie Redman guarding the front entrance of the hospital and heads off in his direction.  We cut to Helen and Adam as they approach the ambulance.  Rachel doesn’t acknowledge them, continuing to look off into space as she murmurs something under her breath.  Adam picks up a nearby chart.

ADAM: According to this her name is Rachel Davis.

	Helen leans down to talk to Rachel, noticing that her expression is completely pale and blank.  She exchanges a worried glance with Adam.

HELEN: Did you see what happened, Rachel?  Back in the morgue?

RACHEL: Something came…darkness…

HELEN: What did you see?

RACHEL: The ground was moving…and I could hear them scratching…like mice…in the walls…everything was moving…

	Her voice becomes louder, more scared.

RACHEL: They were crawling…trying to get out…I could hear them!  And they were moving!  In the walls!

	She suddenly grips Helen by the arm and we see several quick flashes – Heinrich Reynard standing at the center of the morgue, Rachel watching terrified behind the curtain, the dead coroner picking himself up off the floor – we cut back to Helen as she pulls away from Rachel in surprise.  She looks to Adam worriedly.

We cut to the Elamb residence.  The house stands quietly against a backdrop of trees swaying in the wind.  In an upstairs bedroom we find Lonnie and Debra sleeping peacefully with their arms around each other.  Debra begins to awaken as a gust of wind blows in through the open balcony doors, rousing her.

	She slowly slips out from beneath Lonnie’s grasp and goes to the balcony where we now see Manfred Von Guile’s black cape billowing around him.  The older man raises a beckoning hand to Debra.  She walks to him without hesitation.

MANFRED: Come to me, Debra.  Our time to be together is nearly at hand.

DEBRA: Our time…together…Manfred…

	Manfred pulls Debra close to him as she moves out onto the balcony, encompassing her body with his cape.  He holds her in his arms and kisses her deeply on the lips.  Manfred grins as he runs his hand through her dark hair and whispers gently into her ear.

MANFRED: Soon I will turn you.  And you will be mine alone.

Back in the bedroom Lonnie begins to wake up as he realizes Debra is gone.  He suddenly sits up and looks to the open balcony doors where Debra still stands, appearing to speak to no one.  A concerned look crosses over Lonnie’s shadowy face as he watches her.

	Haddonfield Memorial Hospital.  Panning up from the trail of blood on the tile floor, we rise to see Tommy and Redman standing in the morgue doorway.  Redman tears back the crime scene tape for them to enter.  Tommy scans the darkened room.  Several stretchers and carts have been knocked over and the place is abandoned.

TOMMY: Not a corpse in sight…

REDMAN: Just like the others.  What do you make of it?

TOMMY: You’re asking me?

REDMAN: Truth be told, Doyle, you’ve helped us out more times than the chief would like to admit.  We need all the help we can get with this case.

TOMMY: Any leads?

REDMAN: Not even close.  You know, the mayor’s been breathing down our necks about this.

TOMMY: I guess it’s not doing much for his big restoration plans.

REDMAN: You’ve got that right…

	He watches as Tommy kneels down on the floor next to the smeared trail of blood, studying it for a while.  Tommy looks over the rest of the room again before turning back to Redman.

TOMMY: Was there someone else here?  Besides the witness?

REDMAN: The coroner is missing.  I’m thinking whoever took the bodies killed him and then decided to take him along.

	Before Tommy can reply, a shadow crosses over them from the doorway.  They both turn to see Sheriff Cody Hanes, not looking very happy.  Tommy notices and backs away from the blood trail.

CODY: Since when do we let civilians into crime scenes, Redman?

REDMAN: I thought we could use the help.

	Before Cody can answer, Helen and Adam burst in through the doors behind them.  Cody throws his hands up in defeat.

CODY: Jesus Christ…might as well start a cover charge…

HELEN: Time to go.  We’ve got what we came for.

	Tommy nods in understanding and quickly thanks Redman, rushing out of the morgue with the others as Cody glares after them.

	We open on a residential street of Haddonfield the next day.  Debra’s car speeds toward us, pulling into the driveway of the boarding house.  Debra and Lonnie climb out in mid-conversation, or rather mid-argument.

DEBRA: I don’t see what the big deal is.

LONNIE: You were sleepwalking on the balcony.  Not exactly the safest pastime.

DEBRA: I appreciate the concern, Lonnie, but I think I can take care of myself.  There’s no need to tie me down to the bed just yet.

LONNIE: Now that sounds like fun.

	Debra laughs, wrapping an arm around him.

LONNIE: Are you sure you’re feeling okay?

DEBRA: Never better.  Really.

	Before Lonnie has a chance to respond the door opens and Mrs. Blankenship directs them into the living room where the rest of the gang is waiting.  Tommy stands to initiate the meeting.

TOMMY: So I guess everybody knows why we’re here…

LONNIE: To organize a bake sale?

TOMMY: This is serious, Lonnie.  Halloween is in a few weeks and we barely know anything about what Manfred is planning.

LONNIE: Sorry.  Just trying to spread a little holiday cheer before I die…

DEBRA: He has a point, Lonnie.  Time is of the essence.

LONNIE: Yeah, I get that part.  Very bad things are going to happen soon if we don’t do anything to stop the vamps.

HELEN: What are we going to do then?

TOMMY: I figure the disappearances at the morgues would be a good start.  Whatever Manfred is planning to do with all those corpses can’t be good.

LONNIE: I think a big fat obvious ‘duh’ is in order…

ADAM: Don’t be so damned ungrateful.  If it weren’t for Tommy none of us would have even thought to investigate the disappearances.

HELEN: He’s right.  Now we know where to find that Heinrich guy.

TOMMY: And he should lead to Manfred.

DEBRA: So what’s the plan?

TOMMY: We’re going to split up tonight.  I need somebody to come with me to the occult shop to look for anything about the Raising.

DEBRA: I will.

ADAM: And the rest of us?

TOMMY: You’re going to stake out the hospital.  Keep it under surveillance in case Heinrich decides to come back.

HELEN: And then what’s the plan if he does show up?  Don’t get killed?

TOMMY: I don’t know, just do whatever it takes to stop him.  We need to do something instead of just sitting around waiting for the worst.

LONNIE: Well I’m all for the fighting.  When do we start?

TOMMY: Sundown.

	We cut to the Haddonfield police station where Sheriff Hanes is working on some paperwork in his office.  A photo is suddenly thrown down in front of him.  He looks up to see an attractive blonde woman, DETECTIVE KIMBERLY FIELDS, standing over his desk.  She quickly flashes her badge and nods to the picture.  We can see that it is of Kate Amajanti.

FIELDS: I’m looking for this girl.  I was told you could help me.

CODY: And you are?

FIELDS: Kim Fields, Santa Mira police department.  I’m the detective on the Chase Amajanti murder case.

CODY: That’s right, I heard you were coming in from California.

FIELDS: Do you have her in custody?

CODY: Not exactly.  We got a positive ID on your girl in a bar disturbance last night but she was long gone when the police arrived.

FIELDS: But you have officers looking for her, I presume?

CODY: I would hope so, she’s a murder suspect after all.  We don’t have any reason to believe she’ll leave town in the next few days.

FIELDS: Why’s that?

CODY: The annual carnival is going on.  Easy way to stay out of sight.

FIELDS: I see.  You wouldn’t mind if I patrolled the streets tonight with one of your officers, would you, Sheriff?

CODY: Not at all.  I’ll get a search team together.

	Fields nods as he excuses himself from the office.  After he’s gone she picks up the telephone receiver on his desk and dials.

FIELDS: It’s me.  She’s still in Haddonfield.

	We cut to the other end of the phone where we see the outline of a familiar dark figure, a fedora pulled down over his face.  The Man in Black.  He sets down the receiver and turns to a cultist waiting for his command.

MiB: Make sure she’s found.

	The cultist nods and walks off as we cut to an establishing shot of the carnival festivities, descending from the downtown rooftops as people hang banners and put up other decorations.  We settle on a familiar occult shop, now looking very abandoned, as Tommy and Debra approach the boarded up entrance.

DEBRA: Doesn’t look like anyone is home…

TOMMY: I guess nobody set up shop after what happened.

DEBRA: That’s right, I almost forgot about Helen getting gun-happy with the owner.  Not that she really had a choice…

TOMMY: You never talked to her about it?

DEBRA: Let’s just say my work ethic as a psychiatrist could use some fine-tuning.

TOMMY: Don’t worry about it, Debra.  Helen’s had a lot to deal with.  So how do you feel about a little breaking and entering?

DEBRA: I thought you’d never ask.

	Tommy smiles and takes a look around the area.  Nobody seems to be paying attention to them.  He goes to one of the windows and smashes it open with his elbow, carefully clearing out the remaining shards so that Debra can climb through.  He follows her into the darkened shop.  We cut to the interior as Debra studies the place.  She’s not impressed.

DEBRA: So this is where Manfred gets his necromantic relics?  What’s he planning to do, end the world with an evil Magic 8-Ball?

TOMMY: The shop is a cover-up.  The real goods are in the basement.

	Debra shrugs in acceptance and follows him into the backroom of the store, watching him roll back a rug to reveal the trapdoor beneath.  He glances back at Debra with a smirk and swings open the door.

	We cut to the darkness of the cellar, suddenly illuminated by a pair of flashlights.  The place looks about the same as the last time Tommy paid a visit, only now with a generous layer of dust covering everything.  Debra casts the glow of her flashlight over the bookshelves and old artifacts.

DEBRA: I suddenly feel like a kid in a candy store…

TOMMY: Not what you were expecting?

	Debra laughs and shakes her head in awe, admiring all the relics set out before her.  She goes to one of the bookcases and gently runs her hand over the scrolls.

DEBRA: Tommy, this place is a goldmine.

TOMMY: Pretty much a guarantee we’ll find something about the Raising?

DEBRA: Maybe…

	We close in on her face and we see a quick flash of her kissing Manfred on the balcony.  Debra’s expression changes to something almost demonic, but Tommy doesn’t appear to notice anything different.

DEBRA: Or maybe not…

TOMMY: What?  You don’t think so?

DEBRA: I’m just saying we need to be very careful.  Manfred is dangerous.  For all we know he could be on his way here right now.  We need the others.

TOMMY: But we can’t just leave.

DEBRA: You go.  I’ll stay and look for anything about the Raising, okay?

TOMMY: All right.  Just be careful.

DEBRA: I’ll be fine, Tommy.

	Tommy nods and heads for the stone steps leading back to the shop.  He turns back to Debra, with a slight smile.

TOMMY: This is it, Debra.  We’re going to beat this thing.

	Debra offers a hopeful smile in return, watching him climb back up the stairwell.  After he’s gone her face quickly turns cold again, almost inhuman, as she turns back to the artifacts.

	We cut to downtown Haddonfield.  The carnival appears to be in full swing as a parade slowly cuts a path through Main Street.  Among the crowd we focus on Kate Amajanti.  Her face is briefly illuminated by a passing light before quickly descending again into darkness.  She wanders the outer edge of the crowd, keeping in the shadows and barely paying attention to any of the festivities.

	Kate gasps as she runs into a cloaked figure in black.  She begins to apologize but stops abruptly as she looks up into his darkened features, sensing something familiar.  Kate quickly turns away and freezes again.  Not far off we can see Deputy Redman and Detective Fields questioning a man and showing him a photo.  The man nods and points in Kate’s direction.  Kate’s eyes meet with Redman’s for a brief second before she turns and runs off.  Redman and Fields give chase.

	We cut to Kate rushing through the crowd, hardly able to see a few feet in front of her.  She turns to see Redman coming up fast behind her and searches desperately for some kind of sanctuary.  With nowhere else to run, Kate darts into the path of the parade and finds herself in the midst of several dozen masked figures all wondering where the hell she came from.

She finally reaches the opposite side of the street.  Kate stops in her tracks as she sees another familiar hooded figure.  This time he grabs her by the arms and leans in close to her ear.

FIGURE: Thorn has you…

	Kate shoves him away and runs in another direction, only to find another figure.  She spins around and hears the sound of Redman’s angered voice somewhere within the flow of the parade.  She spots him and Fields in nearly reaching distance from where she is standing and runs off.  Kate only manages to take a few steps before again slamming into another hooded figure.  She loses her balance and stumbles backward onto the concrete.  From her point of view we dart from place to place.  The figures appear to be closing in on us as they chant ‘Thorn’ over and over again.

Kate climbs to her feet just as Redman and Fields reach her.  He quickly pulls her hands behind her back and snaps on a pair of handcuffs.  We rise up toward the dark night sky as they lead Kate away.

	Haddonfield Memorial Hospital.  We watch the building from a bird’s eye view across the street, pulling back to reveal Helen and Adam on the rooftop as well.  Helen lowers her binoculars with a sigh as Adam checks his pocket watch with one of Tommy’s baseball bats held nervously in his other hand.

ADAM: Anything happening down there?

HELEN: The kid with the bloody nose has been the highlight of my night.  Does that answer your question?

ADAM: A rather grim assessment, but yes, unfortunately.

HELEN: I can’t believe you actually want to live in Haddonfield.  I mean aside from the occasional apocalypse this town is the definition of boring.

ADAM: Well living here was never my intent…

HELEN: I know, but things change.  Debra knows how to take care of herself.  And she has Lonnie too.

ADAM: He’s another reason to stay in town if you ask me.

	Helen glances over at Adam, now looking very stern at the mention of the subject, and laughs to herself.  She gazes out over the town below them.

HELEN: It’s too bad you never got married.  You’d make a good father.

ADAM: You know, Tommy and I once made a bet on how long they would stay together.  I said three and he said six.

HELEN: Months?

ADAM: Weeks, actually.

LONNIE (VO): Hello?  Anybody awake up there?

	Helen sighs and grabs a nearby radio as Lonnie’s muffled voice comes through.  She stands up for better reception.

HELEN: We’re here, Lonnie.  Have you seen anything?

	We cut to see Lonnie patrolling the ground floor outside the hospital with a flashlight.  Doesn’t look like much is happening.

LONNIE: No vamp action yet.  I’m thinking this stake out is a bust.

HELEN: Did you check the perimeter?

LONNIE: On my third round as we speak.  Not much happening but I did accidentally see a nurse changing in one of the windows…

HELEN: That’s great, Lonnie, but we have other things to worry about.

LONNIE (VO): You didn’t let me finish.  She was heinous.

	Helen rolls her eyes and turns off the radio, rejoining Adam at the edge of the roof.  He suddenly pulls her out of sight as he peers down at the hospital through the binoculars.  From his point of view we can see a dark van pull up near a side entrance.  Heinrich and several ghouls appear.

ADAM: Tommy was right.  They’re back for more.

HELEN: How many?

ADAM: Eight or nine maybe, including Heinrich.  This is very bad.

	Helen looks past him as she sees four ghouls appearing at the far side of the roof, their unmistakable shadows silhouetted against the moonlight as they creep towards them.  Adam remains oblivious.

HELEN: Bad is an understatement…

ADAM: Get back on the radio and tell Lonnie to get the hell out of there before they see him.

HELEN: I think they saw us first…

	We open in an interrogation room at the police station.  Kate is seated alone at the table in the center of the room, staring down at the handcuffs restraining her.  She looks up weakly as the door opens and Detective Fields enters.

FIELDS: How are we feeling, Kate?

	Kate ignores her but Fields only smirks, not appearing to be bothered.  She leans across the table.  Close enough to whisper.

FIELDS: Did you really think we’d let you get away that easily?

	A chill suddenly runs through Kate’s body.  She looks up into the detective’s face in realization, seeing the wickedness in her eyes.

KATE: Thorn…

FIELDS: You got it, sweetie.  Not quite rid of us yet.

KATE: But how…how did you find me…?

FIELDS: We’d love to take credit but we didn’t find you, Kate, you found us.  You were drawn to Haddonfield.  Back to the power of the cult.

KATE: But I’m not one of you.

FIELDS: How can you be so sure?  Wasn’t it your father’s decision to abandon Thorn?  To tear you away from the only life you knew?

KATE: He was doing me a favor.  He found out they were evil.

FIELDS: Newsflash, sweetheart, he knew that even before he signed up your little family in the first place.  The sad truth is that he had a daughter to feed and nowhere else to go.  The cult provided for you both for all those years and then one day you decide it’s time to move on.  That you’d had enough.  That hurt our feelings, Kate.

KATE: You people are insane.

FIELDS: I can understand why you’re a little upset.

KATE: Because you tracked us down in California, killed my father, and then framed me for the crime?

FIELDS: An eye for an eye, Kate.  You fuck us over and we do it back tenfold.  The good news is that we’re just about equal now.

KATE: Just about?

FIELDS: You want out of the gang, we get that part.  But in order for that to happen you have to do us a little favor.

KATE: What is it?

FIELDS: The thorn in both our sides, pardon the pun.  Tommy Doyle.

KATE: I don’t understand…

FIELDS: Think about it, sweetie.  He’s the one that informed the cops that you were in Haddonfield in the first place.  Cut to a couple months later and you’re suddenly out of a job and down one boss, all thanks to Doyle.  Are we seeing a trend here?

KATE: I still don’t see what you want from him.

FIELDS: It’s not what we want from him, it’s what we don’t want.  He’d do a lot less damage to everyone if he were six feet under, don’t you think?

KATE: Kill him?  Can’t you do it yourself?

FIELDS: Doyle is a fly on the wall to us, Kate, not even worth taking the time to clear up the red tape.  That’s why we need a third party.  Someone the police would have no trouble believing killed him.

KATE: Me…

FIELDS: Just another victim of your murderous rampage.  Case closed.  Everybody wins, except Doyle of course.

KATE: You make it sound so simple.

FIELDS: Because it is.  If you do this for us we’ll make sure nobody ever bothers you again.  Not the police.  Not the cult.  Nobody.

KATE: I’d be free…?

FIELDS: We are going to make you disappear, Kate.  Now it’s your turn to decide if it’s in a body bag or on a first class flight to the Caribbean.  Your choice.

	We cut back the rooftop as Adam becomes aware of the approaching ghouls behind him.  He turns with the baseball bat in hand and swings it at the closest ghoul, hitting nothing but air.  The creature howls at him angrily and slashes across Adam’s chest with its claws.  The bat falls with a loud thud as Adam staggers back weakly, trying to defend Helen against the ghouls.  She ignores him and picks up the bat, swinging with rather good precision as she takes off the head of the ghoul.

ADAM: Behind you!

	Helen spins around and connects with another creature directly in its chest.  As she does a third attacks from the side, taking her to the ground.

	We cut to the ground floor where Lonnie is completely unaware of the action on the roof.  Instead he appears to be watching Heinrich and the other ghouls as they prepare to head into the hospital.  He feels for something in his jacket and grins, bringing out his pair of guns.

	Lonnie steps out from behind the building’s corner into full view.  Heinrich smiles and slowly approaches him.

HEINRICH: Look at you.  Heroic.  Brave.  Painfully stupid.

LONNIE: Not really.  Just want to kick your ass.

HEINRICH: Well I’m waiting.

	Lonnie raises his gun and aims it directly at the necromancer’s chest.  Heinrich only glances at it and smiles, amused.

HEINRICH: You really must be that stupid.

LONNIE: Stupid enough to know a thing or two about blowing up cars, which is more than I can say for you.

	Heinrich’s grin slowly fades as he turns around to see a trail of gasoline slowly trickling out from beneath his getaway van where his army of ghouls is standing.  He glares back at Lonnie with hate in his eyes.

	Lonnie pulls the trigger.  The van erupts into a fireball, causing shreds of debris to fly out in all directions.  A few of the ghouls shriek in agony as the flaming wreckage slices them open, limbs flying, while the remaining creatures are blown away by the force of the explosion.  Heinrich himself is thrown face down into the gravel as a second explosion rocks the van’s blackened skeleton.  A cloud of smoke covers the area.

	Still standing, Lonnie shields his face as the smoke begins to clear.  He approaches the spot where Heinrich lies bloodied and beaten.  The necromancer is slowly picking himself up from the ground.

LONNIE: Now who’s stupid?

	Heinrich just looks up at him with a bloody grin slowly forming across his face as he stumbles to his feet.  He begins to laugh.

HEINRICH: Why don’t you ask your friends…if they’re still alive…

	Lonnie shakes his head, backing away from Heinrich.  He turns and runs off as we cut back to the rooftop.  Helen is struggling to escape the ghoul’s grasp as it bites into her leg.  She screams and rams the heel of her tennis shoe into its neck.

	Helen stands to see Adam trying to fend off the last standing ghoul.  She picks up the bat again and takes a swing, but the creature is faster and grabs it in midair, hurling it over the side of the building.  Helen staggers back as it growls and opens its rotting mouth to reveal a set of jagged bloodstained teeth.  As the creature moves to attack, Lonnie lunges out of the darkness and tackles it to the ground.  He swings at it with a right hook, then another, knocking the ghoul out cold.  He looks to the others.

LONNIE: Are you guys hurt?

HELEN: Only in that I-think-I-might-be-paralyzed sort of way…

ADAM: At least nobody was killed.

LONNIE: I wouldn’t go that far.  Those ghouls looked pretty dead to me after their getaway van exploded.  You should have seen the look on Heinrich’s face.

HELEN: We’ve got a pretty good visual already…

	Lonnie frowns and turns around to see Heinrich standing on the rooftop ledge behind him looking very annoyed.

HEINRICH: Did you really think coming here would stop us?

LONNIE: That was the plan.

HEINRICH: Then you really have no idea what you’re dealing with.  You were warned to stay away, to not interfere, and you didn’t listen.

ADAM: Did you think we’d just stand back and let it happen?

HEINRICH: It would have been much easier for everyone, wouldn’t it?  Now you’re going to suffer and your loved ones will suffer.  I’ll make sure of that.

	Lonnie looks over to Helen, suddenly realizing that she is completely hypnotized by Heinrich’s gaze.  He grabs her and pulls her away, shielding her eyes from him.  Lonnie glares back at Heinrich.

LONNIE: You fucking leave her alone!

HEINRICH: She will get what’s coming to her, along with your bitch.

	Lonnie angrily reaches into his jacket and retrieves one of his guns.  Before he can fire Heinrich laughs and calmly steps back from the ledge into midair, disappearing over the side of the building.  Adam immediately goes to see if Helen is okay.

ADAM: Are you all right?

HELEN: Yeah…I couldn’t look away…

	Lonnie quickly rushes to the side of the building.  He looks down at the alleyway below where Heinrich is climbing into the bed of a large truck with a few surviving ghouls.  Lonnie aims his gun at Heinrich but the truck speeds away before he can get a decent shot.  He sighs and turns from the ledge, rejoining the others.

We return to the carnival as Tommy is passing through.  He is nearly knocked over as a figure suddenly sideswipes him.  Tommy turns to meet Kate.  She quickly grabs him and pulls him aside, looking panicked.

TOMMY: Kate?  Are you okay?

KATE: I’ve been running from the police all night, Tommy.  I need somewhere to go, to get out of sight.

	He nods to a cut on her shoulder.  Kate shrugs it off.

TOMMY: You’re hurt.

KATE: I’m all right, it’s nothing…

TOMMY: It could be infected.  Come on, I’ll take you to the boarding house.

	Kate nods, relieved.  They turn around and head back towards the boarding house, disappearing into the crowd as we ascend over the carnival.

We cut back to the cellar of the occult shop where Debra is reading over a stack of books.  A slight breeze blows through her dark hair, exposing her neck, as she hears Manfred’s voice calling to her.

MANFRED (OS): Burn them, Debra…

DEBRA: Manfred?

	She gets up and turns to the stairs where Manfred is standing.  A smile crosses over Debra’s face, completely in a daze.

MANFRED: Burn it…burn it to the ground…

	The boarding house.  Tommy enters his dimly lit room carrying some bandages and couple of coffee mugs.  He hands one over to Kate, who is sitting at the edge of the bed, and kneels beside her with the bandages.

TOMMY: How does it feel?

KATE: Not bad.  Just stings a little.

	Tommy nods and dampens a towel, carefully washing away the blood left on her leg.  We can see Kate watching him curiously in the glow of the candlelight.

KATE: Why are you doing this?

TOMMY: What?

KATE: Helping me…I mean, you hardly even know me…

TOMMY: Because I want to.  It’s what I do.

KATE: Oh.  So how did everything work out for you?

TOMMY: Everything?

KATE: You know, the whole mission to stop the bad guys.

TOMMY: Let’s just say the end of the world will probably be right on schedule this Halloween…

KATE: So it went that well, huh?

TOMMY: Can’t say I’m all that disappointed this time around.  I figure it will all happen again sooner or later.

KATE: You’ve been through an apocalypse before?

TOMMY: Every now and then.

KATE: Funny how nobody else ever gets the memo.  I guess that explains the constant broody demeanor.

	She looks up at Tommy, watching him as he finishes wrapping the bandage around her arm.  He seems very concentrated, not appearing to notice Kate’s growing tensity as she sits up.

TOMMY: There you go, good as new.

KATE: Thanks.  I owe you one.

	Tommy nods and climbs to his feet, turning to carry the remaining bandages back to the bathroom.  He stops as Kate grasps his arm, turning to look at her.  She slowly pulls him in and kisses him roughly.  Tommy tries to move away but she draws him closer, pushing him down on the bed below her.

TOMMY: Kate…please…I don’t think we should…

	She puts a finger to his lip, quieting him as she begins to unbutton his shirt.  Tommy tries to move beneath her but she’s too strong.  He finally gives in and kisses her back.  We slowly follow Kate’s hand as she glides it over Tommy’s arm and closes her fingers around the lamp on the bedside table.  She raises it and smashes it into Tommy’s forehead without warning, plunging the room into darkness.

We cut to the dining hall of Manfred’s mansion.  The floor is littered with a trail of dead bodies with pools of blood spreading around each of them.  We come to where the vampire is standing at the head of the table finishing off one last victim.  He violently throws the corpse aside as he sees Heinrich stumble in through the archway.

MANFRED: Heinrich?  What did this to you?

HEINRICH: You know damn well who did it.  They were there, Manfred, at the hospital.  This has to end.  Tonight.

	Manfred grins knowingly, wiping the blood from his chin.

	We cut back to the boarding house as Tommy slowly gains consciousness, a trail of blood running down the side of his forehead.  He tries to move but stops as he realizes that his arms and legs have been tied to the bed.  From his point of view we see Kate enter the room with a kitchen knife.  She locks the door behind her and approaches the bed.

KATE: Hope you don’t mind being tied up, I guess I have a thing for the kink.

TOMMY: Why are you doing this?

KATE: It’s nothing personal, Tommy.  I have to do it.

	She shows him the mark of Thorn on her ankle.  Tommy’s eyes open wide in surprise, shaking his head in disbelief.

TOMMY: All this time…you’ve been playing me…?

KATE: Don’t get me wrong.  I hate the bastards just as much as you do.

TOMMY: Then why?

KATE: They made me an offer I couldn’t refuse.

TOMMY: Kate, it doesn’t have to be this way.  I can help you.  We can deal with Thorn together.

KATE: I am Thorn.  It’s in my blood and I can’t escape that.

TOMMY: They don’t control you!

KATE: You’re right, Tommy, I control myself.  It was the Thorn in me that brought me to Haddonfield.  It was fate.

TOMMY: But you didn’t kill your father.  You’re not a killer.

KATE: Yes I am!

	She suddenly lunges forward with the kitchen knife and slashes across Tommy’s chest.  He struggles in pain, writhing against the ties holding him down.  Kate sighs and sets the knife down on the bedside table as she regains her composure.

KATE: I’m sorry, Tommy, but you don’t understand.  There’s no other way.

TOMMY: I don’t believe that.

KATE: You said it yourself.  The end of the world will come sooner or later so it doesn’t matter.  There’s no way around it.

TOMMY: It’s not the same.

KATE: Isn’t it?  I’ve been running from Thorn for years and look where it got me.  Right back to square one.

	She looks up at Tommy, but his gaze is fixed on something past her.  Kate turns to see a framed picture of Carly sitting into the windowsill.  The Myers house can be seen across the street behind it.  Kate goes and picks it up.

KATE: Your girlfriend?

TOMMY: Something like that.

KATE: So this is where it got personal, right?  They killed her and you decided to get even.  A lot of good that did you…

TOMMY: At least I tried.

KATE: Somebody needs a reality check.  The guy that murdered your girl here calls Thorn boss and you think you can fight them?

TOMMY: That was the plan…

	Kate admires the picture.  She doesn’t seem to notice as Tommy attempts to pick up the knife from the bedside table.  He struggles, loosening the tie holding him down.  His fingertips just barely touch the knife as Kate continues.

KATE: She must have really meant a lot to you to go up against Thorn and everybody’s favorite golden boy psycho Michael Myers.

TOMMY: She did.

KATE: Well this gives me a lovely picture.  Tommy Doyle, trying day in and day out to avenge the death of his sweetie, one day decides he’s had enough.

TOMMY: No…

KATE: He thinks if he can’t do her any justice then he might as well join her.

TOMMY: I’m not going to kill myself…

	Out of Kate’s view he is finally able to grasp the handle of the knife.  He quickly tries to cut himself free from the first tie.  Sweat forms over Tommy’s face as the tie around his wrist is loosened.

KATE: That’s all right, I can do it for you.  That way the police will just chalk it up to heartbroken suicide and my name won’t even come up.  What do you think?

TOMMY: I think that idea sucks.

KATE: I’m sorry, Tommy.  I guess nice guys really do finish last.

	She goes to pick up the knife and suddenly realizes that it’s gone.  Kate turns to Tommy to see him holding it in his right hand, now free from the bedpost.  Tommy makes the first move and belts Kate across the face with the blunt side of the kitchen knife.  She collapses back on the bed.  Tommy quickly moves on to his other hand, able to free it just as Kate gets to her feet.

	She lunges at him and pins him back to the bed, unloading a series of punches to his face.  Tommy swings at her with the knife and cuts near her neckline.  Kate is hardly phased knocks the knife out of his hand.

KATE: You should go for the kill…

	She swings at him with her right hand but Tommy moves out of the way, still held down to the bed by his feet.  He counters with a blow to Kate’s jaw.  This time she goes to the floor.  Tommy sits up and frees himself from the last two remaining ties.  He and Kate stand at the same time.

TOMMY: You don’t have to do this!

KATE: Stop saying that!

	She runs at him and throws him onto the desk, strangling Tommy with her bare hands.  He reaches around for something and finds a letter opener.  Kate screams out as the blade is plunged deep into her thigh.  She stumbles back, pulling it back out and wiping the blood against her jeans.

KATE: I am really going to make this hurt.

	She goes for him again but Tommy steps aside and slams her into the bedroom door.  He runs to the desk again and opens a drawer, retrieving a handgun.  He aims it at Kate’s chest as she climbs to her feet.

KATE: Go ahead.  Do it.

TOMMY: I don’t want it to be this way, Kate.

KATE: This is how it has to be…

TOMMY: No it doesn’t.  I can help you.

KATE: Shoot me, Tommy.  You know I’d do the same to you so just do it.

TOMMY: If that’s what you want…

	Kate braces herself as Tommy readies the gun, squeezing his finger closer around the trigger.  At the last second he adjusts his aim and fires into the bandage on her shoulder.  Kate collapses against the door as the shot rings out, looking to her shoulder as red begins to seep through the white bandages.  Tommy approaches and kneels down next to her.  Tears are forming in her eyes.

KATE: Why…why can’t you kill me…

	Tommy just looks into her eyes, shaking his head.  Kate drops back against the door, defeated, as he takes one of the ties from the bedpost and applies it to her wound.  We slowly pull back from the scene.

We cut back to the occult shop as the building goes up in flames, drawing a large crowd from the nearby carnival.  Debra wanders out from the smoke in a daze.  She turns and watches as an explosion rips apart the building’s interior, effectively destroying anything left inside.  She turns again as she hears a voice calling to her.

MANFRED (OS): Debra…come to me…

	Debra looks around the area and sees Manfred not far off behind the crowd of people, beckoning to her with his gaze.  She pushes through the crowd carelessly, her eyes locked onto Manfred.  Her stare is suddenly broken as Lonnie’s voice cuts into her thoughts.  She turns to see his motorcycle speeding down the street.

LONNIE: Debra!

	He brakes directly in front of her and jumps off the bike, running to Debra.  She wraps her arms around him in tears.

DEBRA: Lonnie…I’m sorry…I couldn’t stop them…

LONNIE: Stop who?

DEBRA: The vampires…they came and ransacked the place…Lonnie, it’s gone!  Everything we needed in there is gone!

	Lonnie looks over the occult shop still burning high into the sky.  He watches as the walls of the building begin to collapse, then looks away.  He pulls apart from Debra and looks into her tear-stained face.

LONNIE: It’s okay.  The important thing is that you’re safe.

	Debra nods and buries her head in his chest.  After a few moments she slowly lifts her face to see Manfred still standing in the refuge of an alleyway, a sly smile across his face.  Debra mimics the smile knowingly as we pull back to see the shop burning in the night sky.

	We return to the boarding house.  A couple police cars are now parked in the driveway and several neighbors have made their way to the front yard.  We find Tommy standing on the porch, bathed in the red and blue lights as he watches Deputy Redman lead Kate away.  She glances back at Tommy one last time, a look of sad regret on her face rather than anger, before climbing into the back of a police cruiser.

	Tommy looks on as the police cars pull out of the driveway and drive off down the street.  As they do something catches Tommy’s attention.  The Man in Black, standing across the street in the Myers yard.  Before Tommy can be sure the figure disappears back into the shadows.  He turns and retreats into the house.

TOMMY (VO): What doesn’t kill us only makes us stronger.  I’ve stayed up many nights wondering if there’s any truth to that.  I believed that we were losing the battle, that Thorn and Myers would win no matter what we did to stop them.

	We cut to a while later as he enters his bedroom, the voiceover still going.  Tommy picks up the bloody knife on the floor and sets it on the table again.  We see a montage of him cleaning up the rest of the room, washing the blood from his wounds, and finally sitting down at his desk.

TOMMY (VO): After tonight I know that I was wrong.  They tried to hurt me with personal vendettas, to make me stop, but I can never stop.  That would mean they win and I can’t let that happen.  Not after the suffering I’ve seen.

	He stops writing and stands.  Tommy walks across the room and picks up the photo of Carly now broken in its frame.  We slowly pan up to see the conviction in his face as he looks down at the picture.  We cut to black.

TOMMY (VO): This is where it ends.

The Halloween theme begins to play.

Halloween: The Series
Episode 3.19
Deviant Behavior
Written By: Screamer009
Script Editor: Screamer009
Creative Consultant: Robbie Red
Production Advisor: MysterioMan007
HTS Produced By: Scarecrow Cenobite
Based on Characters Created by John Carpenter & Debra Hill