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INT. VAN, NIGHT
DR. JAMES HILL (40) zips up a tan jumpsuit with scattered
neon blue rings. He puts his back to the wall of the van.
The suit shimmers and turns a dull gray. He grins.
JAMES (V.O.)
I've studied them for years. Their
behavior, their anatomy, their
evolution. They are my life, and I
tortured them. Took them away from
their homes.
James exits the van and runs to the side door of a large
brick building. He pulls on a mask of the same material as
his suit.
INT. AQUARIUM, NIGHT
Two night watchmen, HERB and FRANK, walk the halls.
HERB
Smells funny in here, huh, Frank?
FRANK
What do you mean?
Herb stops and thinks for a while. Frank stops with him.
HERB
Kinda like fish.
FRANK
Look, man, I get that it's your
what, third day? But you, you're a
goddamned moron.
They keep walking.
HERB
I mean, I just thought all the
glass and stuff--
FRANK
Shut up.
James enters through the side door, just yards behind the
guards. It CREAKS shut behind him.
Herb and stops and places his hand on his taser. He looks
around.
2.
HERB
You hear that?
FRANK
Shut up.
Herb takes his hand off of the taser and catches up to Herb.
The wall shimmers and James appears, breathing heavily.
JAMES (V.O.)
I betrayed them, and I'm here to
set them free.
INT. SECURITY OFFICE, NIGHT
Herb and Frank are sitting in office chairs drinking coffee.
An array of screens behind them display security footage from
all over the building.
HERB
You know, the William Shakespeare
once wrote. "He does it with better
grace, but I do it more natural."
Frank stares balankly for a moment. He slowly leans forward.
FRANK
Yeah, but... but what's that got to
do with your junk?
CLOSE UP OF MONITOR
We see James hurriedly climbing a ladder.
INT. MAINTENANCE ROOM, NIGHT
James has reached the top of the ladder. He crawls over to a
hatch and opens it. In the water below, we see octopi of all
shapes and sizes in the water below.
James picks up a large net on a pole that lies at his side.
He dips it in to the water, grinning.
JAMES (V.O.)
Come, my brothers. Let me deliver
you to your salvation.
3.
INT. AQUARIUM, NIGHT
The two guards have begun their next patrol.
HERB
And then if you pull back the
outermost layer, right?
FRANK
Yeah?
HERB
Yeah, theres this goo... well, more
like gunk--
The pair stop next to a cluster of bags with various octopi
floating in them.
FRANK
That's above our pay grade.
They keep walking.
The floor next to the bags shimmers and James stands up. He
picks up the bags and hurries down the hall, away from the
guards.
EXT. PIER, MORNING.
James, still in his jumpsuit, chucks mollusk after mollusk
into the water.
JAMES
Be free! Be free, my children!
When the last octopus hits the water, he falls to his knees,
sobbing. A HOBO man stands up behind him.
HOBO
You know that's fresh water, right?