Anomaly (Working Title)
Ep.X: The Rainbow Sidearm
Teaser
A MAN and WOMAN sit inside of a black sedan. Inside is a mess of beverage containers and wrappers from fast food joints. It's been a long night.
The man is John Coulter, hardened from years as an NYPD officer he watches through the windshield wide awake. Carlita Sanchez, the woman, sleeps silently as drool collects in the crease of her ruby lips.
Outside a cool breeze blows through the verdant Irish grass and trees as a rusted old blue pickup pulls up outside. An old rural church with ancient stained glass windows; Catholic, a statue of Mother Mary leads visitors to its steps.
A MIDDLE AGED MAN, blue collar clothes, exits the truck, something in his hand.
John looks at Carlita still asleep disapprovingly. He shakes her roughly awake.
John: Wake up sleeping beauty..!
Dazed and slightly confused Carlita answers; loudly.
Carlita: Wha-what is it?!
Putting his hand across her mouth, John points outside the car window. He speaks to her hushed, sarcastically.
John: While I hate to interrupt your beauty sleep; the suspect is here..
Glancing outside of her passenger side window, Carlita sees the Middle Aged Man entering the antique wooden church doors. She breathes a nervous sigh of relief that he didn't hear her through her cracked window.
John (Cont'd): Are you ready for this?
His voice is serious now. His hand already waits on his door handle.
Carlita nods with a nervous look on her face.
Both open their doors exiting the CAR.
The MIDDLE AGED MAN stands facing a PRIEST. In his hand he holds a beaten FN MODEL 1910 shakily. Pointing it toward the Priest he motions for the man to move aside.
Clutching to the Priests robe, a SMALL BOY. He shivers, frightened with tears in his eyes.
Middle Aged Man: I only came for the boy Father. No one needs to get hurt here..
His voice is shaky, weak from days spent on the run from police.
Sweat begins to bead on his brow as the Priest stands defiantly, prepared to protect the child.
Suddenly the church doors burst open.
John and Carlita with guns drawn, enter taking cover behind worn wooden pews.
John: Drop the weapon O'Malley!
Carlita: Listen to him Brian.. it doesn't have to be like this!
In the commotion the Small Boy runs for a back room.
O'Malley attempts to grab the Boy, but instead grabs the Priest. Using him as a human shield he faces John and Carlita.
O'Malley: I only want my boy back..! This shouldn't be happening..
The Priest looks on in terror at John and Carlitas guns, which are now trailed on him.
O'Malleys FN 1910 wavers in his sweaty untrained hand. He's never had to use a gun before.
Lowering his weapon to the floor, John steps out into the aisle between the pews.
Dull moonlight falls intermittently across his path, dust filtering through. His hands raised in the air, John approaches O'Malley.
John: You're right, it shouldn't be... but, it is.
John getting closer, O'Malley tightens his grip around the Priests neck. He is strong, muscles from years of hard labor glisten on his exposed hairy arm; a dark tattoo of a snake stretching along beneath.
He changes aim between the Priests head and John several times, finally resting on John.
John: Your son needs you Brian... your wife is dead..
Before John can finish his sentence, at the midway point of the aisle O'Malley fires off a shot. He looks surprised; he didn't mean to fire.
It hits near Johns feet, exploding powerfully on impact.
Diving behind the nearest pew, John looks back at the spot.
It glows brightly, a two foot window into another dimension. A peek beyond the veil; it vanishes after a momentary existence.
Everyone, especially the Priest, look on shocked.
O'Malley: See, see! Nobody believed me..!
O'Malley, waving his weapon wildly, points to the spot.
John, using the brief moment to pull himself together, retrieves a hidden sidearm from his leg. He levels it on O'Malley across his pew.
John: It doesn't change the fact that you killed her! Drop it now Brian!
His voice is angry, memories of old cases, injustice, clouding his judgement.
Realizing that John has a clear shot on him, O'Malley thrusts the Priest to the ground roughly.
Gunfire is exchanged.
Those shots fired by O'Malley explode with impossible force. One shot cracks the pew Carlita is behind in two.
Another, fired by John, appears to nearly graze O'Malley.
O'Malley: I didn't kill her..!
Diving through one of the stained glass windows, O'Malley escapes.
Standing, John moves for the window with his gun still raised. Several of the still open holes into other dimensions vanish in the background.
Outside of the window a mans silhouette can be seen running into a nearby woods.
Carlita moves to assist the bewildered Priest.
Carlita: Are you okay?
The Priest nods. He appears to be shaken, unable to talk yet.
Carlita turns to John, now kneeling by the shattered window. A small amount of blood on the floor glistens in the moonlight.
They exchange nervous looks.
Angle to window
Looking outside of the window a rainbow is seen beginning to form in the moonlit sky.
End Teaser
Cast:
John Coulter: James Roday
Carlita Sanchez: Sarah Ramos
This is my first attempt at a screenplay, but I've had this idea for awhile. It would basically be a very X-Files like show; heavy on Sci-Fi/Action/Detective elements. Also, I formatted it as best I could.
Edit: Formatting