the devil's rock script - Paul Campion

THE DEVIL'S ROCK
Screenplay
by
Paul Finch & Paul Campion and Brett Ihaka
10th Draft
Fourth Revisions 16th August 2010 by
Paul Campion

Copyright © Paul Campion/Chameleon Pictures Ltd
FOURTH REVISION 16/08/10
SCENE 15 Shortened scene
SCENE 16 Shortened scene
SCENE 17 Removed landing and ‘another set of stairs’.
SCENE 18 Shortened Scene
SCENE 20 OMITTED
SCENE 41 Now base of lower stairs.
SCENE 42
Removed Grogan getting lost.
Removed Grogan finding Suicide German
Grogan now enters tunnel from stairs, runs after Meyer,
reaches intersection, Meyer taunts him, Grogan fires into
darkness, hitting Meyer.
SCENE 44 Shortened scene
SCENE 48 Grogan pauses when Helena calls out to him.,

TITLE:
The eve of D-Day. The Allied invasion of France is about to
begin. Special forces commandos are sent to destroy GERMAN
gun emplacements to distract HITLER’S forces away from
Normandy.
FADE IN:
1 EXT. SEA - NIGHT
1
AN ISLAND ON THE HORIZON:
Forbidding. Rocky. Lashed by waves. A necropolis rising
above swirling murky waters.
On the point is the menacing angular structure of a GERMAN
FORTIFICATION TOWER.
TITLE:
Forau Island. The Channel Islands.
Monday. 5th of June. 1944. 2400 hours.
A TWO MAN COMMANDO KAYAK paddles into view towards the
island.
THE KAYAK:
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Cutting through the water. Paddles dipping strongly in
unison. The TWO COMMANDOS. Hooded. Cloaked in black.
2 EXT. ROCKY BEACH - NIGHT
2
CAPTAIN BEN GROGAN scrambles up the beach. Quickly falls
into a defensive position. Face taunt. Grim. Holds a STEN
GUN with silencer.
SERGEANT JOSEPH TANE, a bear of a man. Drags the kayak from
the water. Drops it.
Tane scrambles up the beach. Drops down next to Grogan.
Lifts his TOMMY GUN.
A beat. Both men BREATHING heavily. Tane taps his wrist.
Indicating time is fleeting. Grogan ignores him. Silence.
GROGAN
(peering through
binoculars)
We’re on the wrong fucking beach.
THE BEACH: littered with TETRAHEDRA BOAT TRAPS half buried
in the sand and HEDGEHOG TANK TRAPS.
BEHIND THE TRAPS: A TOWERING CLIFF. Blocking the way.
(CONTINUED)

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2 CONTINUED:
2
Tane EXHALES. Grits his teeth. Screws up his face.
TANE
The tide -
GROGAN
- turning. Water moving faster
through the channel -
TANE
- plonked us round the bloody
corner.
GROGAN
No chance getting back round the
coast fighting that rip.
TANE
(smiling)
And I was hoping for a cup of tea
and cake.
GROGAN
We have to get off this beach.
Mines?
TANE
Grogan pulls out his COMMANDO KNIFE. Grips it tightly.
GROGAN
Bound to be.
3 EXT. ROCKY BEACH - MOMENTS LATER
3
Grogan. On his belly. Shuffling forward. Carefully digging
his knife into the pebbles.
Tane is directly behind. Dragging the kayak with a pullrope.
They are surrounded by TETRAHEDRA BOAT TRAPS half buried in
the sand and HEDGEHOG TANK TRAPS.
Movement is dead slow. Frustrating. Killing time.
TANE
Got a date tomorrow.
GROGAN
Let me guess. Nurse? Met her down
the pub? Huge tits?
Tane pulls himself forwards. CLOSE ON his foot, pushing into
the sand, just dislodging a mine. He doesn’t see it.
(CONTINUED)

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3 CONTINUED:
3
TANE
Like a pair of ripe melons, ready
for plucking. Anyway, she’s got
this friend...
Grogan sighs, he knows where this is going. He looks back at
Tane, gives him a look.
TANE
You’ve got to move on sometime Ben.
How may years has it been now.
You’ve got to let her go.
Grogan is silent, digging harder with the knife.
TANE
Just come and have a bit of fun.
Her friend’s a real doll, tall,
blonde, legs all the way up to her
armpits.
GROGAN
But she’s not Helena, is she.
Tane watches him, concern for his friend.
Ben-
TANE
GROGAN
(angry)
We haven’t got time for this. I’m
walking it.
Grogan gets up. Careful. Slow. He stands. Takes a light
step forward. Another. Starts walking slowly towards the
cliffs.
Shit.
Tane gets up.
TANE
(CONTINUED)

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3 CONTINUED:
3
Grogan turns. Grips his knife. Wipes sweat from his brow.
Looks back. His eyes narrow. Why the fuck is Tane not
moving?
DOWN ON THE BEACH:
Tane. Standing. Not moving. Frozen. Gripping the kayak
pull-rope
TANE
(quietly)
I was admiring the view.
(looks down)
Grogan moves back to him, carefully walking back in his own
footprints. Both men stare at each other. Intense. The
deadly situation not spoken.
Grogan slowly hunkers down to Tane’s boots. Movements
methodical. Careful. Digging the knife into the pebbles.
Tane, sweating.Grogan scoops away sand. Gentle with his
motion. Reveals:
BENEATH TANE’S BOOT: A MINE.
TANE
My little nurse isn’t going to be
happy if I leave my crown jewels
blown all over this beach.
Grogan marks the outline of the mine with his knife.
TANE
Better back off Ben.
GROGAN
It’s ok, I trust you.
Grogan levers in the knife. Taps. Searching. Stops. Pokes
very gently. Finds what he’s looking for.
Tane’s boot is not on the detonator. Grogan withdraws the
knife. Very slowly, he moves Tane’s foot off the mine.
Rises. Stares Tane straight in the eyes.
GROGAN
If you marry her and have kids, you
better bloody well name one after
me.
TANE
Slow and steady this time?
Grogan nods. Smiles. Mutual understanding. Back on the
mission.
(CONTINUED)

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3 CONTINUED:
3
4 EXT. BASE OF CLIFFS - NIGHT
4
They reach the base of the cliffs. Drag the kayak into the
bushes.
Grogan and Tane. Switched on. Wired into mission mode.
Pulling out a CAMOUFLAGE NET, EXPLOSIVES, DETONATORS, ROPES
and RUCKSACKS from the kayak.
They pack the rucksacks. Sharing items. Calculating.
Grogan slides his knife into a LEATHER SHEATH strapped to his
thigh.
Grogan takes a PHOTO (of HELENA) from his rucksack. Looks at
it, then puts it in his left breast pocket.
Grogan notices Tane watching him - between them - unspoken
dialogue - Tane - “Let her go mate” - Grogan “Don’t even
think about mentioning her again”.
Each man checks the others equipment. Safe. Secure.
Buttoned down. Fastened.
They drag the kayak into bushes. Cover it up. Concealed.
He crouches down. Tane drops down next to him.
GROGAN
A couple of miles up to the
original landing point-
TANE
- cliffs drop away.
GROGAN
Easy to get up. We can get inland
there.
Grogan checks his watch.
GROGAN
Better get on with it.
(giving him a pat on the
back)
Don’t want you to keep nursey
waiting now do we?
CUT TO:
Both men, walking. Clawing back the lost time. BREATHING
hard.
CUT TO:

5 EXT. BASE OF CLIFFS - NIGHT
5
Grogan and Tane. Crouching. Sweating. BREATHING hard.
They round the bottom of the cliff. Stop.
Grogan pulls out the binoculars. Peers through.
GROGAN’S POINT OF VIEW:
The FORTIFICATION. Standing ominously on the peak of the
cliff. Angular. Dark. Foreboding.
Grogan nods.
GROGAN
Right address this time.
TANE
Path back there.
6 EXT. BASE OF CLIFFS - PATH - NIGHT.
6
They begin to climb.
7 EXT. STEEP PATH - MOMENTS LATER
7
Grogan and Tane up a narrow steep path. Swapping the lead.
Crouching and shuffling. Ghost walking. Guns up.
(O.S.) In the distance A SCREAM OF AGONY. It RISES to a DEEP
BELLOWING FURY. Two gunshots ring out.
Grogan ducks. Tane dives forward. They hold positions.
Very still. Almost dissolving into the undergrowth.
They look at each other.
GROGAN
What the fuck was that?
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TANE
Don’t know, don’t care. Lets get
the job done and get the fuck off
this island.
Grogan points forward. Tane nods. Grogan slides away.
8 EXT. STEEP INCLINE THROUGH TREES - NIGHT
8
Grogan hauls himself up. Focused. Climbing on hands and
knees.
9 EXT. AT THE TOP OF THE STEEP INCLINE - NIGHT
9
Grogan hauls himself up. Reaches out. Grabs Tane’s hand.
Pulls him in.
(CONTINUED)

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9 CONTINUED:
9
Both men crawl forward.
A COIL OF BARBED WIRE confronts them.
Tane pulls out WIRE-CUTTERS.
TANE
(under his breath)
What is it with Germans and fucking
barbed wire! Wrap the whole bloody
world in it if they could.
Clips and snips the barbed wire.
Grogan peels back the layers. They both slip through.
There is a sign: ACHTUNG MINES! Grogan and Tane scramble
past it.
They move at a crouch towards UNDERGROWTH at the base of a
small HILLOCK. The FORTIFICATION rises up behind.
10 EXT. EDGE OF GUN PIT UNDERGROWTH - NIGHT
10
Grogan and Tane creep through the undergrowth. They part the
undergrowth and peer through.
IN FRONT OF THEM:
Is a flat, open grassy area. In the middle sits a huge
coastal ARTILLERY GUN. Thirty feet long. Painted in
camouflage patterns.
The huge gun sits in the very centre of a circular CONCRETE
GUN PIT. Sunk deep into the ground.
BEHIND THE GUN PIT:
Two hundred feet away is the FORTIFICATION. It stands on the
top of a cliff.
Grogan pulls out his binoculars. Scans the walls of the
fortification tower.
GROGAN’S POINT OF VIEW:
Concrete. Dark recesses. Slits. No guards.
Grogan hands the binoculars to Tane. Tane peers through
them.
TANE
(quietly)
Ugly looking place. And there’s no
one up there. This is bullshit.
Where is everyone?
(CONTINUED)

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10 CONTINUED:
10
Suddenly from the fortification (O.S.) A SCREAM, a man -
changing to high pitched - extreme agony. A woman, laughing,
but changing to a deep unearthly voice. A man, shouting in
German.
Both men freeze. Stare into the darkness.
Tane reaches up to his neck. Pulls out a TAOANGA (Maori
treasure) Grasps it tightly.
GROGAN
They’re fucking torturing some poor
bastard in there.
TANE
This isn’t rescue mission.
GROGAN
What if its one of ours? You know
what those bastards did to
Blondie’s men in Bordeaux
Grogan pulls out his knife. Twists it about. Slides it back
in to the sheath.
Tane, grabs hold of Grogan.
TANE
(firmly)
It’s not our mission!
Grogan yanks off his rucksack. Opens it. Pulls out COMMANDO
BOOT NETS. Attaches them to the underside of his boots.
Tane does the same.
Both men scramble from the undergrowth. They move stealthily
across the open ground towards the gun pit.
11 EXT. GUN PIT - NIGHT
11
A CONCRETE PIT:
Eighteen feet deep. The gun sits in the centre. Thirty feet
of cast iron barrel pointed towards the sea. There is a
short set of concrete steps leading down.
Tane creeps down. Stops to cover Grogan.
Grogan moves past Tane. Creeps around a HIGH LEDGE inside.
He drops down into the pit.
Tane drops down into the pit. Both men creep around the
inside of the pit.
There is a LOW ENTRANCE. It leads to a short tunnel.
At the end of the tunnel is set of small STEEL DOORS.
(CONTINUED)

FOURTH REVISION 16/8/10 8
11 CONTINUED:
11
Grogan and Tane creep along. They flank the low entrance.
Tane steps out. Gun raised. Checking the tunnel. Clear.
Grogan quickly removes his backpack and takes out EXPLOSIVES
and PENCIL DETONATORS.
He pads over to the GUN CHASSIS and sets up the explosives.
Tane keeps watch. Tense. Flicking an eagle’s eye in all
directions.
FROM THE SHORT TUNNEL:
(O.S.) Behind the doors the SOUND OF RUNNING - the steel
doors being UNLOCKED. Steel GRINDING as they open.
Grogan grabs his rucksack. Leaps to one side of the low
entrance. Tane on the other side.
Grogan whips out his commando knife. Slides his hand into
the knuckle duster.
Tane crouches. Pressed against he wall. Tommy gun raised.
Finger itching.
AT THE STEEL DOOR INSIDE THE SHORT TUNNEL:
The steel door GRATES open. RED LIGHT spills out into the
tunnel.
A German soldier PRIVATE MULLER staggers out. He slumps
against the wall. THROWS up.
(Note: NO subtitles on spoken German)
PRIVATE MÜLLER
Jesus ... Jesus Krist im Himmel!
(Jesus ... Jesus Christ in Heaven!)
Grogan edges closer, knife ready.
Tane whistles softly to attract the German’s attention.
The German, startled, the steps towards him.
PRIVATE MÜLLER
Helfen Sie uns, bitte!?
(Help us. Please!?)
From behind Grogan clamps a hand over Muller’s mouth. Takes
him to the floor.
Muller struggles. Desperate. Grogan wraps his legs tightly
around Muller.
(CONTINUED)

FOURTH REVISION 16/8/10 9
11 CONTINUED:
11
PRIVATE MÜLLER
(muffled)
Nein! ich flehe Sie an, bitte
helfen Sie uns, sie verstehen es
nicht! Bitte ..
(No! Please, please help us! You
don’t understand! Please...)
Grogan PLUNGES the knife upward through the base of Muller’s
skull. Müller THRASHES and JERKS. BLOOD spurts from his
head.
Grogan hangs on tight until Müller SPASMS and his body falls
limp. Grogan pushes the body off himself.
He quickly stands. Wipes the blood from his hands. He grabs
Muller’s body. Drags it across the gun pit leaving a trail
of gore.
Grogan dumps the body in a corner of the gun pit.
Grogan runs back to the LOW ENTRANCE. Picks up his backpack
and gun.
TANE
What the fuck was he doing? And
what was that God help us shit he
was ranting about?
(O.S.) Wailing, female - echoing down the tunnel.
Grogan freezes. Stunned. Tane pulls back. Pushes up
against the wall.
TANE
(hissing)
Bad shit’s going down here! Bad
shit. Mataku. This place is
fucking cursed.
Tane’s eyes are wide. Grips his Tommy gun tightly. Muscles
tense.
Grogan eyes the open doorway.
GROGAN
(quietly)
Bastards. Nazi fucking bastards.
TANE
No, no. That’s not our fight.
This is our war. The gun. That’s
our mission.
GROGAN
Fuck the mission.
(CONTINUED)

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11 CONTINUED:
11
TANE
Jesus Christ. We leave. Now. We
get out alive we get back home.
GROGAN
Back home to what?
TANE
Brother, don’t do this.
Grogan flicks a stare over to the dead German Soldier. Anger
burning in his eyes.
GROGAN
(quietly)
This is one time I can do more.
TANE
No! We’ve done what we have to do.
We get fucking medals for this.
The girls will be falling all over
us!
Grogan grips his sten gun and commando knife. Trembling with
hatred. He turns towards the tunnel. Tane grabs him, stops
him.
GROGAN
Give me ten minutes.
TANE
(angry)
Five.
Grogan nods - “thank you”.
AT THE STEEL DOOR INSIDE THE SHORT TUNNEL:
Grogan walks to the steel door, determined. Bathed in the
blood-red light POURING out. He stops. Edges up against the
door.
Grogan edges out. Stares down into the blood red swirl of
hell. Grim face. Eyes dark. He looks back at Tane.
Grogan heads down the stairs.
12 INT. FORTIFICATION (TUNNELS) - NIGHT
12
Grogan creeps down a short flight of stairs.
There is a long tunnel. Lit with dim yellow light. Floor
damp with moisture.
(CONTINUED)

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12 CONTINUED:
12
Grogan scans the tunnel. Looks back. Moves forward.
Silent.
He creeps along the tunnel. Turns a corner, comes to a Tjunction.
Long tunnels lead off in either direction.
Disappearing into darkness.
Grogan pauses. Quick looks down each tunnel. Which way!
Goes LEFT.
Suddenly (O.S) Echoing down the tunnel the sound of
footsteps, a man, sobbing. Then BANG! A gunshot rings out.
13 EXT. GUN PIT - NIGHT
13
AT THE LOW ENTRANCE:
Tane hears the gunshot, echoing out of the tunnel.
His nerves jangling. White-knuckling his Tommy gun. What
the fuck do I do?
Fuck it!
TANE
Tane turns. Heads down into the tunnels.
14 INT. TUNNELS - NIGHT
14
Tane creeps along. On edge. Not scared. Careful. His
Tommy gun leveled.
Tane creeps along. Stays close to the wall. Comes to the
same first T- junction. Turns RIGHT.
He comes to a four way intersection. One tunnel cloaked in
darkness. From the tunnel, A SOUND?
Tane stops.
THE DARK TUNNEL:
SOMEONE, watching tunnel from the darkness.
TANE: - Peers into the darkness. No. Nothing. Deep silence.
Tane head continues on.
BEHIND TANE:
The intersection. A DARK FIGURE emerges. Black JACKBOOTS.
In the DARK FIGURE’S hand is a SCHMEISSER MACHINE PISTOL.

15 INT TUNNELS - NIGHT
15
Grogan edges his way along. Turns a corner. Suddenly pushes +
himself into the wall.
Grogan grips his Sten gun. Aims.
FURTHER ALONG THE PASSAGE:
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Is a FIGURE. Slumped against the wall. Not moving. +
He takes aim - fires - thud- the slumped figure jolts, but
thats all.
He fires again - thud thud. Still no movement.
Grogan slides up the wall a little. Alert but calm. Slowly
moves forward.
16 INT. TUNNELS - NIGHT
16
Tane pads along. Pulls the taonga (Maori treasure) out from +
around his neck. Hold its tightly. Slips it back in.
He comes to a a set of stairs. Tane scans the tunnel.
Flicks glances back and forth.
Tane edges forward to the stairs. He looks up. Moves. A
step at a time. Cautious. Daring.
17 INT. TUNNELS (LOWER STAIRS) - NIGHT
17
Tane moves up the stairs. Reaches an open doorway, enters. +
18 INT. TUNNELS - NIGHT
18
Grogan edges his way along the wall towards the slumped
FIGURE. Closer. Closer.
(CONTINUED)

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18 CONTINUED:
18
The FIGURE is a GERMAN SOLDIER. Very mangled. Very dead.
There is a BLOODY MESS sprayed up onto the wall behind his
head. MAUSER RIFLE resting in his lap. +
The German’s face is slashed by deep CLAW MARKS.
GROGAN
What the hell happened to you,
Fritz?
19 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
19
Low ceiling. Concrete walls.
A single light hands down from the roof. The corners of the
room cannot be seen. Cloaked in darkness.
Tane creeps in. Stares about. Witnessing the chaos and
destruction within.
Furniture, shelving, bunk beds. Smashed and broken. BULLET
HOLES ripped through everything.
THE FLOOR:
Awash with BLOOD and BODY PARTS.
The ripped and torn remains of German soldiers strewn around
the room.
Bits and pieces of internal organs smear the walls. Hang
from the ceiling.
Tane stares. Stunned. The horror of it all weakens his
spirit. He lowers his Tommy gun.
20 OMITTED
20 +
21 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
21
Tane steps over body parts. Slips on the blood. Regains his
balance.
ON A TABLE:
(CONTINUED)

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21 CONTINUED:
21
Is a RADIO. Maps. Folders.
Tane pads softly over to the table. Reaches out a hand.
Flicks through the maps.
Peers closely at the radio. Partly shattered. He flicks a
switch.
Suddenly STATIC spews from the SPEAKER.
Surprised, Tane quickly fiddles the volume button. Lowers
the static.
ON THE WALL:
Is a NOTICE BOARD. A map of the Channel Islands pinned open.
Markings in German.
Tane moves over to the map.
He studies it. Tears it off the notice board. Folds it into
his pocket.
He moves back to the table. Flicks through the other
documents. Picks them up. Stuffs them into his pocket.
Tane moves over to a bunk. Carefully avoiding body parts.
Sitting on the mattress is a very OLD OCCULT BOOK. Bound in
leather.
Next to it is a SALT SHAKER and a THICK CHALK STICK.
Tane picks up the Occult Book. Opens it.
The front page: “Les Veritables Art Noirs - Tresor des
sciences Occults”
Beneath it, a demonic face, surrounded by arcane symbols.
More pages, text written in indecipherable French and Latin.
More images - ancient woodcuts of suffering and pain.
BEHIND TANE:
From the entrance from the LOWER STAIRS a DARK FIGURE steps
out. In its hand is the Schmiesser pistol.
Tane senses a presence. Swings round.
BANG! - the Schmiesser FIRES.
Tane is stunned. He coughs blood.
Tane GASPS for breath. Staggers. Eyes wide. In the throes
of death.
(CONTINUED)

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21 CONTINUED:
21
Tane falls. Hits the floor.
22 INT. TUNNELS - NIGHT
22
Grogan. Reacting to the shot.
Crouching down. Flicking glances up and down the tunnel.
Jumps up. Spins. Sten gun leading the way. Runs down the
tunnel.
23 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
23
Tane lies on the floor, holding his stomach, blood seeping
between his fingers. Grimacing in pain. Clutching for his
Tommy gun.
The DARK FIGURE moves towards Tane.
24 INT. TUNNELS - NIGHT
24
Grogan. Running. BREATHING hard. Stops. Flicks glances up
and down the tunnel. Which fucking way!?
25 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
25
Tane lies GASPING for breath.
The BLACK BOOTS kick the Tommy gun away.
Tane clutches his stomach. Blood bubbles from his mouth.
TANE
Please. No.
The BLACK BOOTS step over Tane.
Tane stares up. Eyes black. Spectre of Death calling for
him.
The Occult book is next to Tane’s head. A hand reaches down
and picks it up.
The hand with the Schmiesser aims at Tane’s head.
26 INT. LOWER STAIRS - NIGHT
26
Grogan finds the stairs.
(O.S) BANG - a gunshot - clearly from up the stairs.
(CONTINUED)

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26 CONTINUED:
26
Grogan runs up. He reaches the small landing. Stops.
Throws himself against the wall.
Grogan edges forward. Tense.
27 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
27
Grogan leaps in. Spins. Looks around. Is it safe? Yes.
He steadies himself. Sees Tane laying in a pool of blood. A
beat. Horror washes over him.
Joe!
GROGAN
Back of his head a mess of BLOOD and SKULL FRAGMENTS. Single
BULLET HOLE in his forehead.
Grogan is stunned. He can’t move.
The DARK FIGURE rushes from the shadows. Swinging the
Schmeisser. SMASHES Grogan in the face. Knocking him down.
The BLACK BOOTS approach Grogan. Kick him in the face,
knocking him out.
28 EXT: FORTIFICATION - NIGHT
28
Standing as a citadel of doom. The wind HOWLS. Waves CRASH
upon the rocky shore.
29 INT. TUNNELS - NIGHT
29
Empty. Silent.
30 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
30
Grogan. Lies unconscious. His face bruised.
A MUG OF WATER:
Splashes over Grogan. He jerks awake. Startled. Confused.
Grogan stares. Looks about. Still dazed. Sucks in a deep
BREATH. Concentrates. Calms.
AT THE TABLE IN THE CENTRE OF THE ROOM:
Sits the DARK FIGURE - KLAUS MEYER. Gaunt. Hollow piercing
eyes. Black boots. Black trousers. A white shirt splattered
with blood. Red braces. Wearing a LUGER pistol in a holster.
ON THE TABLE:
(CONTINUED)

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30 CONTINUED:
30
The EXPLOSIVES CHARGES. DETONATORS and TIMERS. Commando
knife stuck into the table. Beside them, a JUG and MUG, and
an OLD LEATHER BOUND BOOK.
On the floor is Grogan’s RUCKSACK. Next to the rucksack
Grogan’s STEN GUN. The MAGAZINE missing.
Beside the rucksack lies Tane, dead eyes still open, bloody
bullet wound in his forehead.
Grogan struggles. GRUNTS. Twists his arms.
Hands tied behind his back. His feet bound by rope. There
is a connecting rope from feet to wrists.
They stare at each other. An intense beat.
MEYER
So I assume that you are my only
other uninvited guest?
Grogan, defiant. Meyer continues to stare at him.
(CONTINUED)

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30 CONTINUED:
30
Meyer pulls out Grogan’s commando knife from the tabletop.
MEYER
Poor Heinrich.
He wipes his finger along the fresh blood on the inside of
the blade guard.
MEYER
He was weak. His courage failed
him. The last time I saw him, he
was screaming for his Mother.
Holding the knife, Meyer gets off the chair and squats in
front of Grogan.
Meyer drags the tip of the knife across the concrete floor.
He reaches out and grasps Grogan’s hair, pulling painfully up
into a sitting position.
He squats down in front of Grogan. Takes hold of Grogan’s
face with one hand. Places the blade tip on Grogan’s cheek.
Grogan twists away.
MEYER
Name... rank... number. Yes?
Meyer slides the tip of the blade across Grogan’s cheek. It
comes to rest just below his eye.
Meyer runs the tip of the blade down the side of Grogan’s
nose. Across his mouth.
He pauses. Resting the knife on Grogan’s lips.
Meyer inserts the knife between Grogan’s teeth. Twists it.
Forcing his jaws open. He peers into Grogan’s mouth.
MEYER
Good teeth. Clean, white. Some
people I know in Germany actually
collect teeth.
He tightens his grip on the knife.
BEHIND HIS BACK:
Grogan’s fists clench.
He stares at Meyer. Defiant.
MEYER
Perhaps we should cut that useless
tongue out.
(CONTINUED)

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(O.S.) From above. The girl CRIES out in agony and despair.
Grogan look upwards. Face twitching. What the hell was
that?
Meyer SIGHS. Looks at Grogan.
(CONTINUED)

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30 CONTINUED:
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MEYER
(patiently)
But what use are you if you can’t
talk to me, yes?
He stands. Strides back to the table. STICKS the knife into
the table top.
He sits. Pours himself a cup of water from a jug. Drinks.
Keeps an eye on Grogan carefully.
Meyer gets up, holding the cup, squats in front of Grogan.
He offers the cup. Grogan stares hard.
Meyer holds the cup to Grogan’s lips. Grogan keeps his mouth
closed. Meyer forces the cup in.
He takes out a PACKET OF CIGARETTES. Shakes them. Holds them
out.
Grogan nods. Meyer takes out a ZIPPO LIGHTER, lights him a
cigarette.
MEYER
You should consider yourself
privileged to smoke a cigarette in
the Channel Islands. You know
these things are more precious here
than gold?
Meyer crouches and holds the cigarette out. Grogan sucks a
long drag.
MEYER
Now, again. Name rank and number
please.
Meyer removes the cigarette.
Grogan BLOWS the smoke in Meyer’s face.
Meyer does not react. He gently puts the cigarette back in
Grogan’s mouth.
Grogan PUFFS.
WHAM - Meyer PUNCHES Grogan hard. KNOCKING him over. The
cigarette flying onto the floor.
(CONTINUED)

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30 CONTINUED:
30
MEYER
(stamping the cigarette
out)
Privilege revoked.
He glances around at the walls of the room. Spotting what he
wants.
Meyer grabs Grogan’s knife. Strides over to the RADIO.
He grabs a piece of wire. Cuts a length with the knife.
Meyer strides back over to Grogan. Leans down. Grabs Grogan
and pushes him to the floor. Face down.
Meyer rams a knee into Grogan’s back. Grogan GRUNTS.
Pained.
Meyer cuts the rope that connects from legs to wrists.
MEYER
You can than your own people for
this little trick.
He ties Grogan’s thumbs tightly together with the wire.
MEYER
Was it not your own gangstercommandos
who raided these very
islands, killing innocent German
prisoners with their hands tied
behind their backs?
He slips one finger into the wire loop. Makes certain it is
secure. He lifts Grogan’s arms up.
Grogan GRUNTS in pain.
Meyer gets up, grabs Grogan's hair in one hand. His other
hand grasps the bound thumbs. He heaves Grogan up.
Grogan CRIES OUT in pain.
(CONTINUED)

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MEYER
Up, up, up!
He drags Grogan across the room. Grogan HEAVES with PAIN.
IN AN ALCOVE:
MEYER
Cathartic is it not? The release
of pain surging through your body.
A table. The wall covered in maps.
GROGAN’S POV - Seated upright in front of the table is the
figure of a GERMAN SOLDIER. His head craned rigidly back at
an impossible angle.
A RIFLE BUTT protrudes from his bulging mouth.
Grogan - horrified.
Meyer slams Grogan against the wall. He lifts Grogan’s
bound thumbs and hooks them over the hook on the wall.
Grogan balances on his tips of his boots. He shuffles.
Slips forward. Lets out an AGONIZED GROAN.
Meyer steps back. Proud of his handiwork.
(O.S.) FROM OVERHEAD. The Woman GROANS long and loud.
Meyer doesn’t not react. He remains still. Stares at
Grogan. Grogan flicks a stare upwards. What was that?
MEYER
What was your mission?
Meyer strides to the table. Picks up the explosives and
detonators. Examines them.
MEYER
Not enough to destroy this
installation, but adequate to put
it out of action for a while.
Silence. Meyer paces back and forth. Intense. Brooding.
(CONTINUED)

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MEYER
Why? To protect your armies as
they cross the English Channel and
retake these islands? You’re a
little late aren’t you? The
population here is so hungry,
they’re reduced to eating rats.
Meyer places the detonators on the table.
MEYER
And what is this ‘English Channel’
anyway? Does anyone outside
England call it that? Do the
people on these Channel Islands
even think themselves English?
He holds the explosives. Turns back. Strides over to
Grogan. Menacing.
WHAM - he punches Grogan hard across the face with the
explosives.
MEYER
So, you planned to put the gun out
of action.
WHAM - he punches him in the face again.
MEYER
And presumably, others on the
neighboring islands, which, as the
Führer predicted are to become the
staging post for your invasion of
France.
WHAM - he punches Grogan hard in the stomach.
MEYER
Your silence is admirable.
Grogan spits BLOOD. Stares up at Meyer. Glaring. Defiant.
Meyer strides over to the table. Grabs the Luger. Cocks it.
Strides back to Grogan
Thrusts it into Grogan’s face. Grogan. Defiant. Stares
straight down the barrel.
GROGAN
Fuck you, Fritz.
(O.S.) FROM OVERHEAD: The Woman SCREAMING. Deranged.
MEYER
Gott im Himmel! (God in Heaven!)
(CONTINUED)

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He thrusts the Luger into his pocket. He grabs the knife and
sheath. Thrusts them into his pocket.
Meyer picks up a metal bucket. Grabs a shovel.
He moves around the room. Shovelling up flesh. Guts. A
severed hand. Dropping the bloody mess into the metal
bucket.
Grogan watches him. Incredulous.
MEYER
It is hungry.
Meyer strides over to the UPPER STAIRS, heads up.
31 INT. UPPER STAIR - NIGHT
31
Meyer walks up the stairs. Calm. With purpose. He reaches
a DOORWAY.
32 INT. UPPER ROOM DOORWAY - NIGHT
32
There is a STEEL DOOR. Meyer stands for a beat. His hand
moves to an UNSEEN OBJECT beneath his shirt, holding it. He
takes a deep breath and opens the door.
33 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
33
Grogan quickly stretches himself up. Gives his arms leeway.
Attempts to lift his thumbs off the hook. It’s too high.
He works his thumbs back and forth. He slips. GRUNTS in
pain. Regains his balance.
Works his thumbs back and forth. Grits his teeth. Jaw
trembling. Ignores the pain.
With a final GRUNT. His thumbs slip over the hook. He
falls. Hits the floor.
Grogan attempts to slide his hands down and over his feet.
He twists. Turns. Clenching every muscle.
Useless. His wrists are too tightly tied.
He rolls over. Struggles up to his knees. He shuffles over
to a desk.
34 INT. UPPER ROOM - NIGHT
34
VIEW FROM THE DOORWAY - Meyer stands, shouting at an UNSEEN
woman.
(CONTINUED)

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34
MEYER
You bitch!
He throws the bucket towards the UNSEEN WOMAN.
MEYER
You think I have nothing better to
do than feed you?
35 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
35
Grogan feels around the desk with his fingers. He grasps a
drawer. Yanks it open.
36 INT. UPPER ROOM - NIGHT
36
Meyer strides in from the room. Angry. Border hysterical.
He flings the empty pail back inside.
MEYER
But your time is coming!
(O.S.) The Woman HISSES SAVAGELY.
Whore!
MEYER
37 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
37
Grogan struggles at the desk.
IN THE DRAWER:
His fingers groping helplessly.
38 INT. UPPER STAIRS - NIGHT
38
Meyer walks downstairs.
39 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
39
Grogan’s fingers touch a hook-bladed can opener. He grasps
it.
He shoves the drawer closed. Shuffles quickly back and
slumps against the wall.
BY THE DOORWAY:
Meyer enters. Drained. He walks slowly over to a chair and
slumps down.
Meyer takes out his Luger. Admires it.
(CONTINUED)

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39
MEYER
So, shall we begin again in a more
civilized way -
(indicating Tane with the
Luger)
or do you wish to end up like
you’re unfortunate friend over
there?
GROGAN
Grogan. Captain. 75241
(angrily)
Who is that woman up there?
MEYER
If only you knew the truth of
that...
GROGAN
I can see the truth splattered all
round this room. What is she, a
plaything for you and your men? Did
take a special fancy to her, want
her all for yourself? Even your
own army will hang you for this.
Meyer jumps up. ANGRY.
This!
Paces up and down.
BEHIND HIS BACK:
MEYER
MEYER
You think a single man is
responsible for this!
(arms wide: indicating the
destruction)
She did this to them.
GROGAN
You’re insane.
Grogan WORKS the can opener blade through the cords binding
his wrists.
Meyer paces. FUMING. He calms.
MEYER
You should consider yourself lucky,
Captain Grogan, as you can see
(indicating the damaged
radio)
I cannot call anyone. No outwardgoing
calls.
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)

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39 CONTINUED:
39
MEYER (cont'd)
All I can do is listen to their
babble. However, your arrival here
is... fortuitous.
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)

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39
MEYER (cont'd)
You may not believe this, but you
and I are in the same boat.
GROGAN
Call me picky, but I’m the one tied
up and threatened with summary
execution here, Fritz.
MEYER
Meyer. Klaus Meyer. Perhaps I
should rephrase. We are in the
same shit.
Meyer burns a stare.
Grogan glares.
MEYER
I admire your marvelous accent.
MEYER
South Africa perhaps, or Australia?
(pause: raises a finger)
Ah, the guttural nuances. New
Zealand. You are indeed a long way
from home.
GROGAN
The same could be said about you.
MEYER
(snorts with derision)
New Zealanders. A bunch of farmers
pretending to be soldiers, driving
around the deserts of North Africa,
attacking by night then fleeing to
hide like cowards.
Grogan bristles. Glares.
(CONTINUED)

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39
BEHIND HIS BACK:
Grogan works the can opener blade through the cords binding
his wrists.
MEYER
(sweetly)
Of course. I’m sorry, you’re a
guest here, let me make you more
comfortable.
Meyer gets up. Grabs a chair. Places it opposite himself.
He goes over to Grogan. Yanks him up unsteadily to his feet.
BEHIND HIS BACK:
Grogan quickly CONCEALS the can opener inside the top of his
trousers.
Meyer drags Grogan over to the chair.
Dumps him in it.
Meyer crosses over to the desk. Opens a drawer. Pulls out a
large folded MAP.
He sits down at the table. Unfolds the map
THE MAP:
Revealing the South Coast of England, the English Channel,
Channel Islands and coast of North West coast of France and
the Normandy beaches.
Grogan turns away.
MEYER
So... (indicating on the map)
Where in England will the invasion
come from - Southampton? Poole?
MEYER
(indicating the map)
Which of these islands do you plan
to take first - Guernsey perhaps?
Alderny? Then to France? Which
beaches?
Grogan turns back. Lifts his head. Glares. Defiant.
MEYER
Maybe it’s not so bad if we were to
lose these islands to men like you.
(CONTINUED)

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39
GROGAN
They were never yours to lose.
MEYER
And yet here you are, thousands of
miles from home. What exactly is
your home? An island that does not
belong to you either - populated by
the descendents of cannibals and
head hunters.
Grogan grimaces. Eyes narrow.
Meyer begins folding up the map.
Grogan glares.
BEHIND HIS BACK:
MEYER
Who exactly do you fight for,
Captain Grogan? For King and
country? For Britain or New
Zealand?
Grogan carefully reaches down. Pulls the can opener out .
Slices the cords.
MEYER
We are more similar that you care
to admit. You are a New Zealander.
But of British descent are you not?
(pause)
And was not Britain itself a nation
of Vikings and Saxons - superior
Germanic peoples. We should be
fighting on the same side, not
against each other.
BEHIND GROGAN’S BACK:
He continues to cut and slice.
MEYER
But enough of politics.
He moves the OLD BOOK on the table, picks up a PHOTOGRAPH
(face down) hidden beneath it.
(CONTINUED)

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Meyer whips out the photograph. Holds it up.
THE PHOTOGRAPH:
It portrays a beautiful dark haired young woman.
Grogan glares.
BEHIND HIS BACK:
His fingers fumble the can opener. Almost dropping it.
MEYER
Very pretty. Strong features. A
striking personality.
(pause)
Girlfriend? Wife? Awaiting the
return of her hero husband.
Grogan strains his shoulders. Grimaces.
Meyer pulls out a CIGARETTE LIGHTER. SNAPS it. FLAME bursts
out.
Meyer holds the lighter up to the photograph. Almost
touching.
MEYER
A pity if I were to...
Grogan closes his eyes. Tightly.
MEYER
Tell me exactly when the Allies
plan to take back these islands.
GROGAN
Go fuck yourself.
MEYER
Indeed? Well, that is a soldier’s
lot on lonely outposts such as
these.
He touches the flame to the picture’s corner.
The FLAMES creeps around the edge of the image.
(CONTINUED)

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39
Grogan’s eyes snap open. Grits his teeth. Jaw muscles
tensing. Emotion rising.
Meyer watches with interest. A grim smile washing over his
lips.
MEYER
Soon... she will be gone.
The photograph BURNS around its edges.
Anger burns in Grogan’s eyes.
MEYER
I have my duty.
Meyer watches Grogan intently as the flame creeps.
Meyer puts out the flame.
MEYER
Please... who is she?
Meyer snaps the lighter flame on again.
Grogan surges forward. Anger burning him. Grits his teeth.
Hisses. Strains violently against his bonds.
Ahhh ...
MEYER
Meyer clicks the flame off.
MEYER
You have suffered during this war.
Meyer waves the photograph slowly.
Grogan is exhausted.
BREATHING heavily. He calms. Lifts his head back. Closes
his eyes.
MEYER
(very calmly)
I am here to take your confession.
Make your peace, it may be your
last.
Grogan opens his eyes. Trembles. Stares at Meyer.
GROGAN
She’s Helena. My wife. She was my
wife.
Meyer stares at him.
(CONTINUED)

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GROGAN
April, 1941. London. There was an
air raid. A shelter was hit.
Hundreds were buried.
(pause)
I went to help. We found only
mangled corpses... women, children
(pause)
I... made it home...in the early
hours of the morning.
Meyer stares at the photograph.
GROGAN
Our house had been hit. I dug
again, this time alone. I found
her...what was left of her...I
never got to say goodbye.
Grogan drops his head. Silent.
Meyer stares at the photograph. He stares at Grogan.
Meyer places the photograph carefully back on the table.
MEYER
The war has taken a lot from all of
us.
GROGAN
(stunned)
You say that as if you’re not
responsible?
(O.S.) FROM OVERHEAD: The Woman SCREAMS in anguish.
Grogan looks up at the ceiling. Then at Meyer. His eyes
glaring with anger.
BEHIND HIS BACK:
MEYER
I’m just a soldier... like you.
Grogan cuts furiously at the few remaining threads.
GROGAN
No. Not like me.
Suddenly Grogan RIPS his hands free.
Grogan HURLS himself at Meyer.
PUNCHES him in the throat. Knocking him sprawling back onto
the floor.
Meyer lies on the floor. Struggling to breathe. GASPING.
(CONTINUED)

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Grogan cuts the cords binding his feet. Forcefully RIPS them
apart, dropping the can opener.
Meyer. On the floor. Dazed. Holding the Luger.
Grogan leaps on top of him.
Meyer desperately brings the Luger up. Grogan grabs the
Luger. Grips it tightly.
Grogan THROWS SOLID punches. THRUSTS a head-butt. SMASHING
Meyer’s nose. Blood SPURTS down Meyer’s shirt.
Grogan THROWS Meyer against the wall.
The barrel of the Luger is caught between their desperate
faces.
Meyer frantically squeezes the trigger. No luck. Grogan’s
finger is blocking it.
MEYER
(gritted teeth)
You damn fool! You’ll send us both
to oblivion!
Grogan wrenches the Luger away from his face. Pulls it down
alongside them.
Meyer attempts to yank it back. BANG - it FIRES.
Meyer JAMS a thumb into Grogan’s eye.
Grogan jumps backwards. GASPING. Holding the Luger.
Meyer scrambles around the room to escape. He grabs Grogan’s
KNIFE.
Grogan is blinded. He fires a SINGLE SHOT. It RICOCHETS off
the wall.
Meyer runs through the doorway. Turns right. Down the
stairs.
Grogan rubs his his injured eye. He grabs the CAN OPENER.
Thrusts it into this pocket.
He stumbles towards the doorway Meyer ran through.
THE WOMAN (O.S.)
(pleading)
Please. Help me!
Grogan. Torn. Glances up at the roof. Looks back to the
doorway.
(CONTINUED)

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39 CONTINUED:
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Shit.
GROGAN
THE WOMAN (O.S.)
(urgent)
Please! Please, you must free me
from here.
Grogan looks over at Tane’s body. Shakes his head.
He turns. Runs to the doorway. Runs down the stairs, after
Meyer.
40 EXT. FORTIFICATION (ESTABLISHING) - NIGHT
40
Rising up. Dark. Ominous.
41 INT. LOWER STAIRS - NIGHT
41
(Base of stairs)Grogan steps down. Cautious. Intense +
silence.
42 INT. TUNNELS - NIGHT
42
Grogan peers into the tunnels at the base of the stairs. +
At the end of a tunnel a DARK FIGURE flits past. +
Grogan runs down the tunnel. Pursuing the DARK FIGURE. +
Grogan reaches an intersection. More tunnels lead off into +
darkness. +
(O.S) The SOUND OF both their footsteps echoing back and
forth. Disorienting.
(CONTINUED)

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42
MEYER (O.S.) +
(echoing around) +
I told you we are both in the
same shit.
Grogan is silent. Cocks his ear. Listens.
MEYER (O.S.)
We could’ve helped each other.
GROGAN +
What could I possibly help you
with, Meyer? Torturing female
prisoners? Murdering your own
men?
GROGAN spins around. Uncertain. +
GROGAN
What kind of lunatic specialaction
unit did they pull you out
of?
Grogan points the Luger into the darkness.
GROGAN
Were Jews and Gypsies not enough
for you?
MEYER (O.S.)
I’ve already told you ...
Grogan stares into the darkness. Concentrating. Tilting his
head. Listening. Which way?
(CONTINUED)

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MEYER (O.S.)
... none of those men died by my
hand. That prisoner... she is not
what you think she is.
Grogan spins. FIRES two shots into the darkness of one
tunnel.
Grogan advances into the tunnel. Careful. Gun still at
the ready. +
ON THE FLOOR: Drops of blood.
Grogan reaches out. Touches. The blood is fresh. More
blood trails off into the darkness.
Grogan looks up. Stares. He retreats. Heads back towards
the stairs. +
IN THE DARKNESS:
MEYER emerges from the shadows. He is very pale. He
clutches his right-hand side. BLOOD oozes between his
fingers.
43 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
43
Grogan steps in. BREATHING hard. He stares about. Scans
the room.
Sees the PHOTOGRAPH on the table. Takes it.
Grogan sees Tane. Despair washes across Grogan’s face.
Mouth open. BREATHING hard. Grogan leans down.
He leans over. Gently closes Tane’s eyes. Grogan reaches
down and squeezes Tane’s hand. He takes out the HOOK BLADED
CAN OPENER, uses it to cut the cords on Tane’s Tane’s
Toanga. Places the Toanga in his pocket, and the HOOK
BLADED CAN OPENER in his RIGHT POCKET.
(O.S.) The Woman lets loose a TORMENTED HOWL.
Grogan freezes.
THE WOMAN (O.S.)
(FROM OVERHEAD)
Please. Help me. Please.
(CONTINUED)

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Grogan looks up. Face strained.
(O.S.) FROM OVERHEAD: The Woman CRIES OUT PAINFULLY.
Grogan looks around. Sees a sheet on the bunks. He runs
over. Grabs the sheet.
Covers Tane with the sheet.
44 INT. UPPER STAIRS -NIGHT
44
Grogan cautiously heads up. +
(O.S.) FROM OVERHEAD: The Woman HOWLS. +
45 INT. UPPER ROOM - NIGHT
45
Grogan steps in. Stops. Eyes scanning the room.
Grogan stares in awe. What new hell is this?
He moves cautiously through the room. Gripping the Luger.
THE ROOM:
Bare concrete walls. Candles burning. On one side is an
ALCOVE HIDDEN IN SHADOW.
MOONLIGHT streams through a long narrow OBSERVATION SLIT.
Arcs across the floor.
ARCANE SYMBOLS drawn in CHALK cover the walls.
Against the centre wall stands a CRUDE ALTAR made from a
WOODEN PACKING BOX. A large triangle has been drawn around
the altar with chalk.
The Altar is draped with a SWASTIKA FLAG. The center of the
flag is BURNT OUT.
BLOOD, EVERYWHERE, EVEN MORE THAN WE HAVE SEEN DOWNSTAIRS,
THE FLOOR IS ALMOST AWASH WITH IT.
There is a DEAD BODY. In German uniform. Face RIPPED OFF.
INTESTINES hanging out in glistening coils.
More body parts, lie scattered around the room, the remains
of the rest of the soldiers stationed here.
On the wall above the altar is scrawled a large CHALK CIRCLE.
The circle is filled with complex ARCANE WORDS and SYMBOLS.
There are SCORCH and BURN marks.
In front of the altar box is a METAL BOWL.
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The metal bowls is filled with DRIED BLOOD. THREE BLACK
CANDLES surround the bowl.
Directly above the altar is a plated metal ceiling. Clearly
BURNT.
EVERYTHING is splattered in blood, (over the top of the chalk
symbols, and the burnt wall).
Grogan moves carefully around the room. He is careful.
Alert. Flicking glances.
(O.S.) A NOISE.
Grogan drops into a crouch. Defensive. Looks over to a
corner.
IN THE ALCOVE HIDDEN IN SHADOW:
A HUMAN SHAPE. A WOMAN. Long black hair, wearing only a
BLOODSTAINED GERMAN SHIRT.
Grogan edges forward. Luger aiming. He stops. Stares.
GROGAN
(quietly)
Its safe. You’re safe now.
She pushes herself further into the corner, eyeing his Luger
with terror.
He tucks the Luger into the back of his belt, showing empty
hands.
GROGAN
I can take you from here. There’s
a submarine off the coast in two
hours. We can get to it.
There is a CLANKING noise. Grogan sees a link of chain. The
chain is pulled into the shadows.
GROGAN
(quietly)
Jesus.
Slowly, she moves out of the shadows. She brushes her long
hair from her face.
Ben...?
THE WOMAN
GROGAN
Jesus... Jesus Christ!
He staggers back, collapsing on the floor in shock.
(CONTINUED)

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45 CONTINUED:
45
In front of him, is the SAME woman from the photo - Helena,
his wife. His DEAD wife.
(CONTINUED)

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45 CONTINUED:
45
GROGAN
(backing away)
No ... no, no this can’t be.
HELENA
Ben ... it’s me.
Grogan shakes his head, unable to comprehend it.
Please.
HELENA
GROGAN
Helena ... no, you’re dead...
HELENA
But I’m not. I’m here ...
She moves towards him until the chain pulls taut. He still
backs away.
GROGAN
Don’t touch me!
She looks at him pleadingly.
HELENA
Ben listen to me, please. There
isn’t time to explain. The German,
he’ll be back. You have get me
free. You’ve got to unlock this
chain.
Grogan is going into shock.
GROGAN
I ... I don’t ...
HELENA
(very forceful)
BEN!
He shakes his head. She changes tack, becoming tearful.
HELENA
Please..
(beat)
He’ll be back any minute. Don’t
leave me here with him, don’t let
him touch me again. You don’t know
what they did to me, what he did to
me.
GROGAN
(whispering)
How can this be?
(CONTINUED)

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HELENA
There isn’t time now, my love. But
I promise I’ll tell you everything
when we’re away from this place.
GROGAN
You were so torn, so mutilated. I
held you in my arms, and ...
HELENA
Ben, pull yourself together. This
is real, I promise you.
46 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
46
Meyer stumbles in. Sweating. Pale.
His arm is bloody. He clutches his stomach. Blood SEEPING
over his hand.
Meyer looks about the room.
THE LOCKERS:
He stumbles over. Falls against a locker. Fumbles to open
it. Inside are Grogan’s STEN GUN, and Tane’s TOMMY GUN, clips
missing from each, and the SCHMEISSER. Meyer pulls out the
Schmeisser.
Meyer stumbles over. Steadies himself on the table. In
pain. He checks the Schmeisser is loaded.
He stares up at the ceiling. His hand reaches to his neck.
Under his shirt. He holds an UNSEEN OBJECT.
Meyer PRAYS silently. He lets the UNSEEN OBJECT go.
Meyer turns. Shuffles to the doorway. Gripping the
Schmeisser. Holding his wound.
47 INT. UPPER ROOM - NIGHT
47
AT THE DOORWAY:
HELENA
There is a key. Downstairs. You
must find it.
MEYER (O.S.)
Don’t think about releasing her,
there’s a good chap.
Is Meyer. BREATHING hard. Clutching his wound. Leaning
against the doorway.
He holds up the Schmeisser. Desperate. Points it straight
at Helena.
(CONTINUED)

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Grogan yanks the Luger out of his belt. Points it at Meyer.
GROGAN
(to Meyer)
What in God’s name is going on
here!?
MEYER
Nothing in God’s name, I can assure
you that.
(beat)
Now, please step away from her.
HELENA
(pleading)
Ben, don’t listen to him. Look at
what they’ve done to me.
On instinct. Grogan steps in front of Helena (though not
close enough for her to reach him).
Meyer is frail. His hand clutches his side. BLOOD oozes
out.
GROGAN
(to Meyer)
How can she be here!?
MEYER
Step away from her now!
HELENA
Ben, help me!
MEYER
Silence, you hag!
(to Grogan)
That creature is not who you
think she is.
Meyer limps forward. Desperate.
MEYER
That Luger had only three rounds
left. By my count, you are out of
bullets.
Grogan trembles. Aims the Luger at Meyer.
MEYER
You don’t believe me?
Meyer lowers the Schmeisser. Opens his arms.
(CONTINUED)

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Shoot me.
MEYER
GROGAN
Drop the Schmeisser. Kick it
here!
MEYER
(sarcastic)
An officer and a gentleman to the
end. How boring.
Meyer lifts the Schmeisser. SHOOTS Grogan.
Grogan. HIT in the LEFT THIGH. He staggers to the side.
Falls to his knees.
Helena is exposed.
MEYER
(to Grogan)
I need you alive.
Meyer calmly FIRES a single round at Helena.
Helena is HIT in the FOREHEAD. She drops dead.
NO!
GROGAN
Meyer calmly FIRES two more bullets into Helena’s body.
Grogan is stunned. Aims the Luger at Meyer. Pulls the
trigger. It’s empty.
BASTARD!
GROGAN
Grogan hurls the Luger at Meyer. It HITS him in the face.
Grogan LAUNCHES himself Meyer. They fall to the floor.
Wrestling.
They FIGHT for the Schmeisser.
Grogan SLAMS the Schmeisser horizontally across Meyer’s
throat.
Meyer GAGS. He can’t breath. GASPING. His hands grip the
Schmeisser. Forcing it back from crushing his larynx.
Grogan hacks a PUNCH into Meyer’s wound. Meyer CHOKES IN
PAIN. His grasp on the gun weakens.
GROGAN
WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST DO YOU
NAZI BASTARD?
(CONTINUED)

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MEYER
(choking)
I saved your life. She would’ve
killed you if you’d set her free.
Grogan CHOKES him. Eyes blazing in anger.
GROGAN
There’s only one monster here.
Grogan FORCES the Schmeisser.
MEYER
(pleading)
Grogan, listen to me. For God’s
sake... I have information - a new
weapon, more dangerous than
anything you could imagine.
GROGAN
Lying bastard!
MEYER
(choking)
Kill me... and you’ll never know.
Grogan eases the pressure a little. Meyer GASPS for air.
Relieved.
Talk!
GROGAN
MEYER
Her. That creature. She is part
of it.
GROGAN
No more bullshit!
Grogan shakes his head.
GROGAN
Your turn to die.
He leans down. CRUSHES Meyer’s throat with the gun.
MEYER
(choking)
I can prove it.
(CONTINUED)

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Grogan stares Meyer hard in the eyes.
MEYER
Please. I beg you.
Grogan eases the pressure.
WHAM - Grogan KNEES Meyer hard in the groin.
Meyer WRITHES in pain.
Grogan pats him down. Searching.
Pulls his commando knife and DOCUMENTS from Meyer’s pockets.
Grogan grabs Meyer’s hair. JERKS his head back.
Jams the knife under his throat.
Meyer nods. Yes.
Grogan backs off.
GROGAN
You lie to me, and I’ll cut your
balls off and gut you like a pig.
Understand?
Struggles up. Aims the Schmeisser at Meyer.
Grogan flicks a glance at Helena.
GROGAN
What the fuck is going on? How can
Helena be here now? She died! I
held her shattered body!
MEYER
She is not your dead wife! At
least tell me you believe that?
(beat)
I am Colonel Meyer, of the SS
Germanorden...
Meyer yanks up his shirt sleeve.
ON MEYER’S ARM:
The SS BLOOD-GROUP TATTOO.
(CONTINUED)

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MEYER
How many soldiers carry the blood
tattoo?
Grogan looks at Meyer’s arm.
MEYER
(pointing to the
documents)
How many soldiers carry papers of
that nature?
Grogan aims the Schmeisser at Meyer. He holds up the papers.
A PAGE:
Meyer’s official SS identity details. He does indeed hold
the rank of Oberstgruppenfuhrer (Colonel).
GROGAN
I was sent here on a highly secret
mission, the outcome of which may
change the entire war.
(beat)
Whether for good or ill is your
choice, Captain Grogan.
Grogan, still unsure.
MEYER
These islands you’re so keen to
save... you know they have
something of a reputation?
For what?
GROGAN
MEYER
Witchcraft. Good Christ, Grogan!
What exactly do you think you are
dealing with here?
Grogan looks over to Helena. Face grim.
MEYER
You may see her as your dead
Helena, but I see her as my
Gretta, who is still very much
alive in Hamburg.
Meyer points to the FACELESS BODY.
MEYER
That corpse... that was
Lieutenant Otto Schillmann. A
good soldier. Until his
girlfriend tried to make a
necklace from his intestines.
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)

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47
MEYER (cont'd)
Every dead soldier in this place
has a similar tale to tell.
GROGAN
Enough of this fairy-tale
bullshit!
(CONTINUED)

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MEYER
That is how they died. Each one.
Ripped apart and devoured by
someone he thought was the love
of his life ...
GROGAN
You really are insane.
Meyer slumps down. CRINGING in pain.
MEYER
(weak)
I didn’t kill these men. Please
believe me.
Meyer clutches his wound. Pained.
MEYER
The platoon stationed here were
starving, they hadn’t been supplied
for weeks, reduced to foraging for
food. They found an abandoned
cottage, ruin. There they found
something. A book.
Grogan stares. Not impressed.
MEYER
You must understand, the Fuhrer
has long been obsessed with the
occult. In 1934 he formed the SS
Germanorden, a specialist unit
dedicated to scouring the world
for mystical materials.
(pause)
This book the soldiers found was
indeed special. They sent a
coded message. I recognized the
symbols they were explaining.
GROGAN
And here you are.
MEYER
The book’s authenticity needed to
be checked. Have you heard of
the ‘Grimoires’?
The what?
GROGAN
MEYER
In the Middle Ages, witches were
more feared here in these islands
than in any other part of the
British Isles.
(MORE)
(CONTINUED)

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MEYER (cont'd)
They drew their power from a
series of ancient texts, the
‘Grimoires’ - ‘The Bad Books’,
whose purpose was the invocation
of demonic forces.
Meyer CRINGES in agony. Clutches his wound.
MEYER
(recovering)
Allow me to prove it. I will
show you the true face of this
horror.
Meyer struggles up. Grogan aims the Schmeisser at him.
MEYER
(approaching
Schillmann’s corpse)
I need your knife. Please.
Grogan places a hand on knife tucked into his belt.
MEYER
Captain Grogan, that weapon you are
holding is the MP forty machinepistol.
The magazine has thirty
two rounds.
(pause)
Twenty seven remain.
Grogan stares. Takes the knife from his belt. Drops it on
the floor. Kicks it over to Meyer.
Meyer bends over the dead soldier. HACKS into one of his
legs.
Grogan watches. Incredulous.
Meyer struggles up. Hands the bloody knife back to Grogan.
Meyer stands then STAMPS on the leg. It CRACKS horribly.
He leans down. Twists and TEARS the leg from the body. He
crawls over to Helena. Just out of reach.
MEYER
Come... demon-bitch. You can
cease pretending.
Grogan shuffles forward. Aims the gun at Meyer.
MEYER
I know you need your meat!
(CONTINUED)

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Grogan raises the Schmeisser. Aims it at Meyer’s head.
Helenas eyes open.
HELENA’S FOREHEAD:
The bullet WOUND DISAPPEARS.
She SUCKS in a DEEP RASPING BREATH.
Grogan stares down. In horror.
MEYER
(smiling)
Aah - see...
Grogan stares. Mouth open. Shocked.
GROGAN
Jesus Christ Meyer... what have
you done?
Meyer limps back. Clutches his wound. Smiles.
HELENA
(seductive)
Benjamin?
MEYER
Do not implore his help, demon. I
have shown him what you are.
Helena rises. Very slowly. Not natural. Sits up. Eyes
Grogan darkly.
HELENA
My love? I’m your Helena.
Surely you can see?
Her beauty and sensuality BLOSSOMS.
Meyer limps over. Offers Helena the severed leg. Just out
of her reach.
MEYER
Isn’t this what you really seek?
Helena turns. Eyes gleaming. Lips parting. Salivates.
An animalistic nature.
Grogan’s face. Horror and confusion.
MEYER
(to Grogan)
I present your loving wife.
(CONTINUED)

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HELENA
(angry: semi-demonic
voice)
I am no animal to be chained.
Release me, and the forces I
serve will grant you powers
beyond your wildest dreams.
MEYER
So spoke Lucifer in the desert to
Our Lord Jesus Christ.
HELENA
Surely that holy name turns to
poison in your mouth, Nazi?
MEYER
You will not divide us, demon.
We will send you back to the
darkness. Treat this as your
last meal.
He hurls the severed limb near her.
Helena grabs the limb. She GLARES at them. Retreats into
the shadows of the ALCOVE.
(O.S.) The SOUNDS of RENDING flesh and sinew.
IN THE ALCOVE HIDDEN IN SHADOW:
FLASHING GLIMPSES: RED-SKINNED HANDS. CLAWS. GLOWING
EYES.
The severed human leg is thrown from the shadows. It is
STRIPPED BLOODY BONE.
Grogan is stunned. He peers into the shadows.
(O.S.) A GURGLING demonic chuckle.
MEYER
(in pain)
I will tell you everything,
Grogan. How... I summoned this
monster.
(pause)
And how... we will dispose of it.
He topples. Grogan (still holding the Schmiesser) catches
him. Holds him up. Shuffles to the doorway.
IN THE ALCOVE HIDDEN IN SHADOW:
Helena emerges. In human form. Seductive.
(CONTINUED)

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HELENA
Concern for the SS, Captain Grogan?
Grogan turns. Stares at Helena. He is calm.
HELENA
Ever the gallant soldier. And
yet so weary. So tired of the
killing and the loss of your
comrades.
Grogan struggles with the truth she is telling him.
HELENA
You dread what will come when
this war is over. Isn’t that why
you fight without fear, why you
take such terrible risks? A life
of loneliness, without the love
so cruelly taken from you.
Grogan gazes at her. Face trembling. Meyer slips from his
grasp.
Grogan grabs Meyer. Backs towards the door.
HELENA
You need never be lonely. I am
here for you.
Grogan drags Meyer out of the room.
48 INT. STAIR LANDING - NIGHT
48
Grogan drags Meyer quickly out of the room.
HELENA (O.S.)
Ben, don’t leave me.
Grogan pauses. +
HELENA (O.S.)
Please... I am trapped beneath the
rubble. Help me. Can’t you dig
more quickly?
Grogan and Meyer head downstairs. +
49 EXT. FORTIFICATION (ESTABLISHING) - NIGHT
49
Moonlight arcs across the concrete walls.

50 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
50
Grogan and Meyer stagger out of the stairwell. Grogan
supporting Meyer.
Grogan lowers Meyer to the floor.
Goes to the FIRST AID KIT ON THE WALL. Snaps it open.
Rummages through.
Grogan pulls out STERILE PADS, FORCEPS, A SMALL BOWL, ROLL OF
LINT, AND SURGICAL TAPE. He pours antiseptic over the
forceps.
MEYER
(unbuttoning his shirt and
pulling up his vest)
Be warned, Grogan. If I die, you
lack the knowledge to send that
creature back to Hell.
Grogan kneels alongside Meyer. A curious LEATHER POUCH
hangs around Meyer’s neck.
Grogan stares at it. Meyer places a hand over the pouch.
GROGAN
You be warned, there’s no
morphine. This is going to hurt.
A lot.
Meyer clenches his teeth. Nods.
Grogan lifts the forceps. Places them into the wound.
Meyer HOWLS in pain.
51 INT. UPPER ROOM - NIGHT
51
(O.S.) FROM BELOW: Meyer SCREAMS.
Helena whips her head around. Her eyes FLICKER RED. She
smiles. Her carnivorous teeth bared.
Excited. She TUGS on her chain. Attempting to LOOSEN it
from the wall.
52 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
52
Grogan works the forceps around in the bullet wound.
Meyer drips with sweat. He STRAINS not to scream and
writhe.
Grogan TWISTS the forceps back and forth. BLOOD wells from
the wound.
Meyer twists in PAIN.
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(CONTINUED)

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52 CONTINUED:
52
MEYER
(shrieking)
Mein Gott! (My God!)
GROGAN
Keep bloody still!
53 INT. UPPER ROOM - NIGHT
53
(O.S.) FROM BELOW: Meyer SCREAMS in pain.
Helena RIPS dementedly at her chain.
Brickwork and mortar CRACKS the point where it is fixed.
MEYER (O.S.)
(FROM BELOW)
NEIN! PLEASE. NO MORE.
Helena makes a MURDEROUS pull on the chain.
54 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
54
BLOOD stains Meyer and Grogan as the crude operation
continues. Grogan pushes the forceps DEEP in the wound.
Meyer SCREAMS.
MEYER
Christ’s blood!
GROGAN
The more you thrash around, the
longer this is going to take!
55 INT. UPPER ROOM - NIGHT
55
(O.S.) FROM BELOW: SCREAMING rises.
Helena/Demon. Back turned. A malformed monstrosity
beneath the rags. TUGGING madly on the chain. GRUNTING
like a hog.
Her clutching hands. Bright red. Clawed and thorny. She
YANKS with all her might.
The bolt in the wall slowly edges out.
Helena/Demon TUGS. Lets loose a demonic SNARL.
(O.S.) FROM BELOW: SCREAMING rises from Meyer.
56 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
56
Meyer’s HOWL becomes tormented MOANING.
(CONTINUED)

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56
Got it.
GROGAN
Grogan removes the blood-drenched forceps from the wound
AT THE END OF THE FORCEPS:
A small, partly flattened BULLET.
Grogan drops the bullet into a bowl beside him.
Colonel?
GROGAN
Meyer lies still. His head tilted to one side.
GROGAN
(slapping his face)
You’d better not be dead after
all the trouble I’ve just gone
to.
Meyer grunts. Turns slightly. His BREATHING is low.
RAGGED. Still alive.
Grogan sucks in a BREATH. Relaxes.
57 INT. UPPER ROOM - NIGHT
57
Helena. Back turned. She is human again. Sits hunched in
her corner. Exhausted.
THE CHAIN:
Still attached to the wall. Though much damage has been
done.
58 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
58
Meyer is still unconscious. Grogan finished dressing his
wound.
Grogan notices the POUCH at Meyer’s neck. He plucks it
loose. Examines it.
THE POUCH:
Bound with iron wire.
Grogan takes the pouch, and the rest of the bandages, goes
and sits at the table.
Grogan unravels the wire. Opens the pouch.
He tips the contents out. Onto the table.
It is an old piece of FOLDED PAPER.
(CONTINUED)

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58
Grogan opens the paper. It is TORN down one side. As if
RIPPED from a book.
Printed text in FRENCH and LATIN, what appears to be the
WORDS TO A RITUAL.
Grogan peers at the paper. Can’t make sense of it.
He picks up the Occult Book. Opens it. Turns pages. It is
worn and yellowed.
ON THE PAGES:
Bizarre IMAGES. Astrological symbols. Eerie drawings of
demonic forms. Text in French and Latin.
One page has been TORN out.
Grogan stares at this for a beat. He flicks a glance back to
the FOLDED PAPER.
Grogan takes the FOLDED PAPER, examines it. Lines it up with
the book. It fits.
Grogan looks at the FOLDED PAPER, at the POUCH, then over at
Meyer unconscious on the floor.
He turns to the back of the book, carefully tears out a BLANK
page, folds it up and places the BLANK PAGE in the pouch, and
places it on the table. He puts the ORIGINAL FOLDED PAGE in
is pocket.
59 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
59
Helena lies slumped against the wall. Staring up. Eyes
wide.
She holds the chain.
Helena lets loose low long EXHALE.
60 OMITTED
60

61 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
61
Grogan sits at the table, he finishes bandaging his leg.
He leans over on the table, holding his head, exhausted,
shutting his eyes briefly.
Grogan wakens.
HELENA (O.S.)
(FROM ABOVE)
Ben?
HELENA (O.S.)
(FROM ABOVE)
Darling? Are you down there?
Grogan heads upstairs (NOTE: NOT holding the book or the
pouch)
62 INT. STAIR LANDING - NIGHT
62
Grogan walks up. Leans against the wall.
HELENA (O.S.)
I know you’re listening.
Grogan’s face. Looking away. Eyes glistening.
HELENA (O.S.)
I’m not a monster. I know you
loved her.
Grogan hangs his head.
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62
HELENA (O.S.)
I can replace her, Ben. I can be
Helena. I know you understand
that. I know you’ve felt it.
Grogan covers his eyes with his hand. Rubs them.
HELENA (O.S.)
I can be your companion, your
lover, your soul-mate.
Grogan slides along the wall. Towards the door.
HELENA (O.S.)
Release me from this chain. Is it
so difficult? Release me, and I
will take my place beside you.
Grogan edges up the door frame. He hangs his head. Raises
to the door. Touches it.
HELENA (O.S.)
Just as you always knew her. You
will have your Helena back.
Grogan looks up. Grim face. Eyes dark.
63 INT. UPPER ROOM - NIGHT
63
Grogan enters the room.
BY THE ALCOVE HIDDEN IN SHADOW:
Helena kneels. Turned away. Her face not seen.
She SINGS softly to herself. Rocks back and forth. Her
shirt hangs seductively off one shoulder.
Helena cradles something in her arms.
Grogan approaches. Cautiously walks around her. Looks.
Helena is cradling a SOLDIER.
She looks up. Smiles sweetly at Grogan. Her eyes are wide.
Bright. Her mouth drips BLOOD.
Grogan looks down at the SOLDIER.
The SOLDIER GASPS. Still alive.
Grogan steps back. Mesmerized. Disgusted.
The SOLDIER’S THROAT has been RIPPED OUT. One EYEBALL is
missing. An EMPTY HOLLOW SOCKET where it used to be.
Grogan leans in. Looks closely.
(CONTINUED)

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63 CONTINUED:
63
THE SOLDIER IS TANE.
Grogan GAGS. Hand up to his mouth.
Helena smiles. She holds up one hand and opens it. It
contains the missing eyeball.
SMASH CUT TO:
64 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
64
Grogan snaps awake. BREATHING hard. Dazed. Confused,
still seated at the table.
He looks around. Meyer, still unconscious.
He picks up the Occult Book, and the POUCH, AND the
SCHMEISSER and heads up. He looks up the stairs. He walks
up.
64.1 INT. UPPER STAIRS - NIGHT
64.1
Holding the Occult Book AND the pouch and Schmeisser, Grogan
cautiously heads up the stairs.
65 INT. UPPER ROOM DOORWAY - NIGHT
65
Grogan approaches the open door very cautiously. He holds
the Occult Book and POUCH tightly.
He stands close to the door. Listening. Then he leans
round.
66 INT. UPPER ROOM - NIGHT
66
IN THE DOORWAY:
Is Grogan. Staring.
BY THE ALCOVE:
Helena. Asleep.
Grogan stares. He looks down at the book. Moves a hand
across it. He glances back at Helena.
He turns. Walks away.
(CONTINUED)

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66 CONTINUED:
66
BY THE ALCOVE:
Helena’s eyes snap open. She stares at the empty doorway.
She lets loose an EXHALE.
67 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
67
Grogan walks in, holding the Schmiesser, and the book and
pouch (and carrying his knife strapped to his leg).
Meyer sits at the table, buttoning up his shirt. Beside him
on the table sits the SALT SHAKER, and the STICKS OF CHALK.
GROGAN
Do demons sleep, colonel?
MEYER
Who knows? When incarnate on
Earth, when clothed in living
flesh.
GROGAN
Spare me ...
He holds the Schmeisser, book and pouch. He paces caged
tiger. Eyeing Meyer carefully.
Meyer watches him. Eyes narrowing. Brow furrowed.
Grogan is silent.
MEYER
She is Femme-Varou.
Grogan runs a hand through his hair. Shakes his head.
What?
GROGAN
MEYER
Femme-Varou. That is her real
identity.
(pointing to the book)
May I?
Grogan throws the book on the table.
MEYER
Have you read some of it?
GROGAN
French and Latin were never my
strong points.
(CONTINUED)

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67 CONTINUED:
67
Meyer flicks through the book. Finds a specific page.
Hands the book to Grogan.
MEYER
In mythology, the Femme-Varou are
shape-shifters.
THE PAGE IN THE BOOK:
Is a medieval woodcut depicting a huntsman sitting by a
fire. A demonic female peeks around a tree at him.
Meyer turns the page.
MEYER
She is a carnivore, a desecrator of
human flesh. But she comes with a
beautiful and familiar face, to
deceive and confuse her victims.
THE PAGE IN THE BOOK:
Depicts a pretty maid dancing in a forest grove. Corpses
of men dangle upside-down from the overhead branches,
sprinkling her with blood.
GROGAN
And you...summoned one.
MEYER
I had orders to test the book.
GROGAN
(glancing at the bodies
around the room)
On fellow German soldiers?
MEYER
All war involves sacrifice. An
island like this was perfect. This
particular evil spirit can not
cross flowing water. Even if she
had killed us all, she would be
trapped here.
GROGAN
But she didn’t kill you all.
MEYER
One does not summon demons without
the means to defend oneself against
them.
Grogan studies the pouch (still holding it.)
GROGAN
How fortunate.
(CONTINUED)

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MEYER
Whoever carries the words contained
within will be safe from her.
Against them she is forbidden to
cause mortal harm and has no more
strength than a normal woman.
GROGAN
And let me guess, there is only one
of these?
Grogan hangs the pouch round his own neck.
Meyer looks genuinely sorry.
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MEYER
I’ll admit I was not prepared for
the viciousness of her attack, nor
the extent of her appetite. That
she killed so many is -
unfortunate.
(excited)
But what a weapon she is, spawned
in Hell itself! Imagine if she
were unleashed in London, deceiving
and slaughtering her way to
Churchill himself! She would make
Jack the Ripper look like a
kindergarten tale!
Grogan shakes his head in disbelief.
MEYER
She cannot be killed by mortal
means. She can only be bound with
iron. But it will not hold her for
long. The more she eats, the
stronger she grows. She can be
dismissed back to the netherworld,
but, only by the knowledge
contained in there.
He indicates the book.
MEYER
And trust me, she is just a lesser
demon, there are far worse than her
in that book.
Grogan aims the Schmiesser at Meyer.
MEYER
Help me, and the book is yours.
GROGAN
Why? Why would you do this?
MEYER
(moans: in pain)
Your fight has a clear and
honourable goal. I love my
country, but I’m not blind to the
atrocities she has committed, nor
am I comfortable with what may
happen if we win. Perhaps it is
better if the righteous prevail.
GROGAN
And what is the price of betraying
your country
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MEYER
A deal. Immunity from
prosecution for myself, my wife
smuggled out of Germany, new
identities and a new life for
both of us. Maybe even in your
New Zealand. I hear the skiing
is good there. In return, I will
educate your leaders in the dark
secrets of this book.
GROGAN
Why don’t I just kill you and
take it for myself?
MEYER
A brave soldier returning to rave
of demons and witchcraft? And even
if they did believe you, how many
occult experts do you have in your
armies, Captain Grogan?
(O.S.) The RADIO crackles to life. Distorted German
military DIALOGUE.
MEYER
(alarmed)
How long was I unconscious?
GROGAN
An hour, maybe longer.
(O.S.) The radio voice CRACKLES through again.
MEYER
(panicking)
Gott im Himmel! The garrison on
Guernsey are sending a boat to
collect me just at dawn.
How many?
GROGAN
MEYER
Eight, maybe ten men.
Grogan hefts the Schmeisser.
GROGAN
I can deal with them.
MEYER
I’ve no doubt you can, but not
quietly. The Kriegsmarine on the
boat would radio for help. We
must escape before they arrive.
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GROGAN
And what about her?
MEYER
As I said before, evil spirits
cannot cross water. She is trapped
on this island. But she is a
denizen of Hell. Who knows the
full extent of her powers. For our
own safety we must dispel the demon
now.
(O.S.) FROM ABOVE: A deep THROBBING roar.
MEYER
(panicked)
There’s no time to debate. We must
act now. I need your help.
How?
GROGAN
Meyer gathers up the book, picks up the SALT SHAKER AND THE
CHALK from the bed.
MEYER
The ritual. It requires two of
us.
68 INT. UPPER ROOM - NIGHT
68
Helena tugs strenuously on the chain. Colossal effort,
grunting with effort.
The IRON PEG begins SWIVELLING in its socket. Gradually it
is being worked loose.
68A INT. UPPER STAIRS - NIGHT
68A
Grogan and Meyer ascend the stairs, both nervous, listening
to the grunting sounds from above.
Grogan carries the Schmiesser.

68B INT. UPPER ROOM DOORWAY - NIGHT
68B
MEYER
The pouch. I need it.
GROGAN
You must be joking.
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MEYER
Captain Grogan, do you have any
idea what you are dealing with
here? There are rules. Without
those words kept close to my skin,
I cannot complete the ritual.
(beat)
You must trust me.
Reluctantly, Grogan hands over the pouch.
Meyer opens the door for him, Grogan heads in.
Behind him, a look of vicious hatred on Meyer’s face.
69 OMITTED
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70
Helena sits against the wall. She conceals the point where
the chain is fixed.
BY THE DOORWAY:
Grogan and Meyer enter. Meyer clutches the Occult Book.
Helena straightens up.
Grogan walks by. Keeps his distance.
Helena smiles. Innocent.
Grogan looks away.
Meyer goes to the altar, places the SALT SHAKER AND CHALK
on the ALTAR, then lights the THREE BLACK CANDLES around
the bowl of dried blood.(on the floor in front of the
altar).
HELENA
(standing, pleading)
Ben? (beat)
Look at me.
MEYER
Do not look at it.
Grogan looks away. Turns back.
HELENA
You have been swayed against your
will.
MEYER
Do not listen to it.
(indicating Schillmann’s
corpse)
He did not heed my warnings.
Imagine how his family would suffer
if they saw him now?
HELENA
War litters the world with the
bodies of family men. Thanks to
these Nazi swine, many of their
families lie with them. Would you
have such slaughter continue?
MEYER
So speaks this thing, whose very
path is the path of destruction.
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HELENA
(meaningful)
And I can direct that path where I
will.
(beat)
Ben, do you understand?
MEYER
Enough talking!
(extending his palm)
You must cut me.
Grogan stares. Screws up his face.
MEYER
And then yourself. A blood
sacrifice is required.
Helena’s face, anger, hatred.
HELENA
He is deceiving you, Captain
Grogan.
MEYER
You must do it now!
Grogan draws the knife and SLICES Meyer’s palm.
No!
HELENA
Helena turns to the chain, begins tugging on it.
Meyer CLENCHES his hand over the bowl. BLOOD splatters into
the bowl.
Helena viciously RIPS at the chain .
MEYER
Now yours. Quickly.
Grogan extends his own palm.
MEYER
Do you willingly give all that I
ask of you in this cause?
Helena, tugging harder.
MEYER
We must be clear!
Yes.
Meyer stares at him.
GROGAN
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YES!
GROGAN
MEYER
You have not been coerced?
Helena GRASPS the chain with FURY. Pulls like a wild animal.
GROGAN
No. I willingly give.
MEYER
Then spill your blood.
Grogan places the knife to his palm. Hesitates.
Grogan cuts his palm. Squeezing BLOOD into the bowl.
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Helena GRASPS the chain with FURY. Pulls like a wild
animal.
THE CHAIN:
GRATING metal. The peg begins to pull out from the wall.
Grogan looks back. Sees the chain.
Meyer!
GROGAN
Meyer’s eyes are wide. His face etched with fear.
Helena SCREAMS and HOWLS. She surges forward. Pumped with
all her supernatural strength.
The chain SNAPS FREE from the wall.
Helena leaps into air. A FEROCIOUS animal. Lands on all
four limbs. She lets loose a GUTTURAL LAUGH.
Meyer grabs the bowl of blood.
Grogan grabs them.
MEYER
(backing to the door, book
in hand)
Hurry! Bring the black candles,
the salt and the chalk!
71 INT. UPPER ROOM DOORWAY - NIGHT
71
Meyer and Grogan scramble out. They SLAM the heavy steel
door behind them.
GROGAN
For God’s sake, there’s no lock!
72 INT. UPPER ROOM - NIGHT
72
Helena THROWS herself violently against the door. SNARLING
and HOWLING.
73 INT. UPPER ROOM DOORWAY - NIGHT
73
The door is being SMASHED and POUNDED.
Grogan CLINGS onto the handle. Desperate.
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Meyer holds the bowl of blood. Dips in. Daubs a CIRCLE and
ARCANE SYMBOL on the door.
He quickly begins daubing SYMBOLS on the surrounding walls.
(O.S.) Helena SCREAMS with fury. POUNDS on the door.
Grogan FIGHTS to keep the door closed.
MEYER
We must get downstairs!
GROGAN
Will that hold her?
MEYER
Maybe just long enough! Go!
Grogan dashes down the stairs.
Meyer stares after him. A grim smile crosses his face.
74 INT. UPPER ROOM - NIGHT
74
Helena stops RAGING. She breathes DEEP and HEAVY. Her eyes
black. Muscles trembling.
She leaps over and grabs Schillman’s corpse. Her clawed
hands TEAR HIS BODY IN HALF.
Blood SPLATTERS across her. She GASPS in ecstasy and
pleasure. Her serpentine tongue slicks over her lips.
She closes hers eyes. Enraptured. With a SCREAM she flies
at the door with FURY. SMASH.
75 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
75
(O.S) CRASHING and POUNDING. Agonizing SCREAMS and HOWLS of
rage.
MEYER
Make space!
With frenzy Meyer and Grogan kicks and throws furniture out
of the way. Clearing the centre of the room.
Meyer places the bowl of blood in the centre of the room
(O.S.) Furious BANGING on the steel door.
Both stop and look towards the stairwell.
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MEYER
(giving Grogan one of the
pieces of chalk)
We must draw a double edged
circle,to protect us both.
Meyer begins to inscribes one half of a wide DOUBLE-EDGED
CIRCLE in the middle of the floor.
Grogan pauses.
MEYER
Now! Hurry!
Grogan inscribes the other half.
76 INT. UPPER ROOM DOORWAY - NIGHT
76
The steel door is being BATTERED with incredible fury.
77 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
77
Meyer and Grogan complete inscribing the circle. Meyer
leaves a small section open.
MEYER
Do not step on or over the circle,
exit and enter only through that
gap.
Meyer draws a TRIANGLE across the inner circle. He places a
BLACK CANDLE at each point of the triangle and lights it.
MEYER
Once everything is prepared, we
will seal the circle from inside.
MEYER
Now, find more candles.
(O.S.) BANGING and ROARING from overhead. The roof SHAKES.
Grogan searches through shelves and drawers. He searches in
the SMASHED CABINET beside the RADIO, pulling out various
bits of ELECTRICAL EQUIPMENT, including a OLD OPEN PADLOCK,
which he leaves on the floor near the cabinet).
He finds a couple of CANDLES in a BOX at the back of the
cabinet.
Meyer picks up the book, flicks through to a page showing a
series of ARCANE SYMBOLS.
Meyer begins drawing ARCANE SYMBOLS between the two circles.
With each completed rune inscription written on the floor
Meyer says the name of the symbol then shakes SALT over it.
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Bael.
Another symbol.
Another symbol.
MEYER
MEYER
(shaking salt)
Xaphan
MEYER
(shaking salt)
Samael
Grogan brings the candles to Meyer.
MEYER
More! Place them in between the
circles, between the symbols and
light them.
Grogan searches in more cupboards, finding more candles,
placing them around the circle.
Meyer works his way around the entire circle.
The final symbol.
MEYER
(shaking salt)
Lilith
MEYER
(shaking salt)
Lucifer.
(beat)
Now, your knife!
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Grogan hesitates.
MEYER
Dammit man! Our lives depend on
this!
Grogan pulls the knife from its sheath. Meyer grabs it.
Meyer runs over to the corpse of a German Soldier.
He thrusts the knife into the corpse’s belly. He slides his
hand inside. Wriggles around. Pulls out the LIVER.
He turns. Holds it out. Proud. With reverence.
MEYER
The Flesh of Mankind harnessed.
Grogan grimaces. Disgusted.
MEYER
The forces of darkness are cruel
and bloody.
Meyer runs back to the circle. Leans down. Places the liver
on one of the astrological symbols.
Meyer jumps over to another corpse. With desperate strength
he FURIOUSLY SNAPS a rib-bone out.
MEYER
The Bone of Mankind harnessed.
Meyer places the rib on one of the triangular points
inscribed on the floor.
(O.S.) BANGING and ROARING from overhead. The roof SHAKES.
Meyer runs over to the dead Soldier slumped on a chair with a
rifle jammed down his throat.
He wields the knife as a knuckle duster. With viciousness he
SMASHES the Soldier’s skull (OFF CAMERA)
Meyer turns to Grogan. Lifts the soldier’s BRAIN.
MEYER
The Mind of Mankind harnessed.
He runs back to the circle. Grogan stares. Revolted.
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MEYER
How did you expect to control
demons, Captain Grogan? With kind
words and a cup of tea?
Meyer places the brain on the final symbol. He grabs candles
from Grogan and places them upon points of the circle.
MEYER
Stay in the circle. If you value
your life, do not leave it.
All the CANDLES are now lit. Meyer closes the opening in the
circle.
MEYER
We are ready. Let the demon bitch
assail us.
(O.S.) Agonizing SCREAMS and HOWLS of rage overhead.
They wait. Tense. Listening.
GROGAN
Why don’t you start?
MEYER
The demon must be present.
GROGAN
Why should she come down here if
this will harm her?
MEYER
She will come down here because she
is hungry and we are the freshest
meat, the tastiest dish on the
table.
Silence. Long and eerie.
GROGAN
What the hell is going on -
Quiet!
MEYER
Both men stare up to the ceiling. Anxious. Nervous. Grogan
clenches his fists.
(O.S.) Very faintly. A distant MUMBLE of CONVERSATION.
It grows steadily LOUDER and closer. Coming from the upper
Stairs.
Grogan winces. Places his hands over his ears. Meyer is
fascinated.
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(O.S.) The voices get LOUDER. It is incoherent MURMURING.
Like a dozen men talking GIBBERISH to each other. It is
demented. Confusing.
The SOUNDS suddenly fall silent.
(O.S.) OVERHEAD: A hurried thumping of FOOTSTEPS
As if someone with very light feet is scampering back and
forth. There is a muffled CHILD-LIKE GIGGLE.
The SOUNDS stop. A long moment of silence.
(O.S.) The prolonged wailing of an AIR-RAID SIREN.
MEYER
Oh, this demon is clever.
(O.S.) From far away. The dull THUMP of an EXPLOSION.
Grogan holds his hands over his ears tightly. His face is
tortured.
(O.S.) More SIRENS rise up.
(O.S.) An EXPLOSION. Very close.
(O.S.) RATTLING rises up.
Objects in the room VIBRATE.
It SOUNDS though a full-on air raid is in progress. But
there is no dust. No damage.
Grogan clamps his hands to his head.
MEYER
(shouting)
Grogan, this is not real!
(O.S.) A HUGE EXPLOSION.
Meyer blocks his ears.
MEYER
(shouting)
Do not leave the circle!
(O.S.) Three more BOOMING EXPLOSIONS. Devastating in
volume.
The entire room SHAKES. Grogan and Meyer scramble to stay
on their feet.
Abruptly the SOUNDS cease.
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(O.S.) Receding into the distance: A BABY CRYING. Before
it fades: a DEMENTED CACKLE.
Silence. Unnerving.
Grogan takes his hands from his ears. BREATHING hard.
Sweating. Disoriented.
Meyer is GASPING for breath. Eyes wide.
BEHIND THE TWO MEN:
On the floor.
The SHEET covering Tane’s corpse begins to shift. The figure
underneath sits up slowly.
Grogan turns. Stares. Astounded.
Tane...?
GROGAN
Both men stare. Horror etched into their faces.
Tane lumbers to his feet. The blanket slides off. He stands
stiff. Unnatural. Clearly dead.
TANE’S FACE:
His eyes lusterless orbs. Congealed blood and brain matter
streaked down the middle of his face.
TANE
(gargling)
Shacked up with the enemy, Ben?
GROGAN
Tane, I...
MEYER
It’s not real, Grogan.
Grogan is paralysed with fear.
Tane clumps towards Grogan. Grogan backs away. Steps
perilously close to the edge of the circle.
MEYER
Stay in the circle!
Grogan twists. Jumps back. Catches his footing.
Tane is now standing beside him at the edge of the circle.
Reaching out to Grogan.
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TANE
(dribbling BLACK MUCUS)
After all the boys we lost, Ben?
All those missions.
Grogan backs away again. Absolutely horrified.
Meyer grabs the BOWL OF BLOOD. Throws it at Tane.
MEYER
It’s not real!
The bowl lands harmlessly on the floor.
Tane is no longer there.
ON THE FLOOR:
Is Tane. Dead. Beneath his sheet.
MEYER
He was just an apparition, a
trick. Nothing more.
(O.S.) FROM ABOVE: The sound of the IRON CHAIN being
dragged slowly down the upper stairs.
Both men go rigid with fear.
(O.S.) A BESTIAL GRUNTING accompanies the sound of the
chain.
Both men focus intently on the stairwell entrance.
The SOUNDS stop.
(O.S.) SOMETHING is descending the stairs.
The two men are fixated on it.
AT THE DOORWAY:
Helena steps through. A harmless looking bedraggled woman/
Wearing the old soldier’s shirt. The chain DRAGGING behind
her.
HELENA
(to Grogan)
What were you expecting my love,
the devil?
MEYER
(opening the book)
Don’t listen to it.
Helena walks around the circle. Calm. She doesn’t cross
the line. The two men turn with her. Keeping her in view.
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She picks up the end of the chain. SNIFFING at the iron
links. She continues to sniff. Searching for a scent.
Helena turns. Still SNIFFING. She moves over to a RACK OF
KEYS on a wall. She removes a SMALL IRON KEY.
HELENA
(to Meyer)
Efficient and organized.
Grogan looks at Meyer. Unimpressed.
Helena unlocks the shackle around her ankle. She picks up
the chain.
She makes a show of dropping the key on the floor and
continues to walk around them.
HELENA
(to Grogan)
Haven’t you wondered why I’m
attempting to entice you rather
than him?
GROGAN
He knows what you are.
Does he?
HELENA
She throws the chain at them, it lands by their feet.
Helena turns away. Teasing.
With her back to Grogan she begins to undo the shirt. It
slips off her shoulders.
Still facing away. Helena drops the shirt. She stands
naked in front of him.
GROGAN
And I know you too.
She spins swiftly round.
HELENA:
In demonic form. Crimson skin. Her back inscribed all over
with ugly scar tissue in the shape of cabalistic writing.
Her head is bald. Raised ridges flow backwards from her
forehead like strips of fleshy hair. There are two large,
black, curved horns protruding from behind her head.
Small horns pierce the skin on her brow and jaw. She has
piranha-like teeth. A black tongue.
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Orange embers for eyes The ugly stumps of vestigial wings
are visible on her back.
(NOTE transformation will happen instantaneously in
editing/cutting; there is no ‘morphing’ process).
She is beautiful in a strangely exotic way. She radiates
sexual power. Of which she is very aware.
HELENA/DEMON
(a fearsome roar)
NO YOU DO NOT!
She flings herself against the edge of the circle.
MEYER
See, Grogan! The demon cannot
abide defiance. This is the
truth of it. The abomination
that seeks to seduce you.
Grogan cannot respond. He is frozen.
HELENA/DEMON
(demonic voice)
I wonder Captain Grogan, do you
really consider you have backed the
right horse here? These goblins in
black uniform plan to enslave your
world. Do you wish to hand them
the means on a plate?
MEYER
Don’t listen to it.
HELENA/DEMON
Their leader has long been
searching for so-called wonder
weapons, magical items with which
he will kill your people in
multitudes. He already holds the
Holy Lance. He had the Ark of the
Covenant in his grasp. He tried to
awaken The Great Old Ones. Now he
has in his reach the means to
summon Lucifer himself.
Meyer opens the book.
MEYER
Do not listen, Grogan. It will
try to divide us.
(reading from the book)
I command thee, demon, who art
wicked and disobedient-
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HELENA/DEMON
I have laid bare my true self,
Captain Grogan. Has he?
MEYER
(loudly)
I command thee in the names of Peor
and Nyarlathotep.
HELENA/DEMON
What are his motives? Was
Private Müller running from me
when you killed him? Or from
him?
MEYER
(disconcerted that the
demon and Grogan are
conversing)
I compel thee by the three most
dreadful and mighty names of the
Inferno - Abaddon, Ob and
Astaroth.
Grogan looks over at Meyer. Unsure who to believe.
GROGAN
How long will this take?
MEYER
I must incant the dismissal for
as long as necessary, to weaken
it.
GROGAN
It doesn’t seem to be getting
weaker to me.
HELENA
But I am, Ben. I am.
Grogan spins around.
The Demon has reverted to ‘Helena’ form. She picks up the
shirt. Covers herself with it. She looks very vulnerable.
Grogan is torn. Longing and sadness washed upon his face.
MEYER
(reading)
I curse thee into the depths of
the Bottomless Pit -
HELENA
(agonized: to Grogan)
I’ll be gone from this world if
you allow him to proceed.
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MEYER
There to remain in unquenchable
fire and brimstone until the Day
of Wrath -
HELENA
(to Grogan)
- do you wish to lose me forever?
Grogan is mesmerized.
MEYER
(frantic)
Until thou be obedient and
fulfill my will and commandment
once more.
HELENA
There were happy occasions
weren’t there, my love? In the
short time we had.
MEYER
I command thee, Demon, who art
wicked and disobedient!
HELENA
When you held me, kissed me, made
love to me...
Helena...
GROGAN
MEYER
Her name is NOT Helena! She is a
she-devil! A Femme-Varou!
HELENA
(to Grogan)
I’ve followed all your battles.
MEYER
I curse thee into the depths of
the Bottomless Pit!
HELENA
(to Grogan)
North Africa, Greece, Italy ...
always in the front line. Driven
beyond reason by a desire to be
with me again. But you don’t
need to do that, my love. I’m
here for you now. Come to me.
She beckons Grogan to the edge of the circle.
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MEYER
Grogan, in God’s name, don’t
break the circle!
Grogan reaches out. Mesmerized.
MEYER
(angry)
There to remain in unquenchable
fire and brimstone ‘til the Day
of Wrath!
HELENA
Have you missed me, my love?
She reaches out. Touches his hand.
Grogan steps towards her. He’s still inside the circle.
MEYER
Until thou be obedient to fulfill
my will and commandment once
more!
Grogan is entranced.
HELENA
I can be this way for you always.
Grogan joins hands with her.
MEYER
I command thee, demon, who are
wicked and disobedient!
(frustrated)
Don’t be a fool, Grogan! Don’t
let her deceive you! She is a
devil, a desecrator!
HELENA
Listen to him, spewing his bile.
MEYER
I command thee in the names of
Peor and Nyarlathotep!
Helena eyes Meyer over Grogan’s shoulder. She smiles
wickedly.
MEYER
I compel thee by the three most
dreadful and mighty names of the
Inferno-
(enraged, shouting)
Abaddon, Ob and Astaroth!
The lights begin to FLICKER and DIM.
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Meyer moves quickly to the bottom verse on the open page of
the Occult Book.
Grogan still holds Helena’s hands. She draws him even
closer.
ON THE FLOOR:
HELENA
(whispering into
Grogan’s ear)
Do you know why I’m not
desecrating your flesh, my sweet?
MEYER
(turning to face them,
suddenly confident)
Hear ye, fallen ones, dead Names,
lords of the nether-realm.
Receive back into thine clutches
this prodigal beast, who is
condemned to return to thee.
The circle and symbols GLOW and PULSE with power.
(O.S.) We HEAR distant shrieking. The WAILS of damned
souls.
HELENA
Why I don’t devour your soul?
She reaches for his face. Caressing him slowly. Like a
lover. He relishes her touch. Closes his eyes.
Meyer slowly approaches. One hand behind his own back.
MEYER
Baelor, Choronzon, Adramalek,
Chancellors of all darkness.
HELENA
The flesh of a good man is rank
to me.
MEYER
Be bound and obey my command!
HELENA
But the flesh of an evil man ...
Give me the Nazi and you are
spared.
GROGAN
I need him.
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Grogan turns.
HELENA
You poor fool.
(beat)
Look.
MEYER
(with demonic glee)
Be bound and obey my command!
Meyer slashes down at him with the commando knife.
Grogan fends the blow off with his left hand. The knife
makes heavy contact - CHUNK!
Two of Grogan’s SEVERED FINGERS scatter on the floor.
Grogan twists in agony.
Meyer SMASHES the hilt of the knife across his jaw.
KNOCKING him flat to the floor.
Meyer dumps the stunned Grogan on his back in the middle of
the circle. Kneels across him. Pinning Grogan’s arms
beneath his knees.
HELENA
(unable to reach Meyer
inside the circle)
Son of a bitch!
MEYER
(dragging Grogan in by the
feet)
Fuck you, Hell whore!
He rips the leather pouch from Grogan’s neck. Opens
Grogan’s shirt with the knife. Exposing the bare chest
beneath.
MEYER
Did you honestly believe a true
servant of Germany would hand over
that book and betray his country?
As a willing sacrifice, you are now
the agent of our success.
(beat)
And when I am recognized as the
architect of our triumph, I will
rise to sit alongside Hitler
himself.
Helena, helpless to intervene. SNARLS like a tigress.
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MEYER
All I need now is the power
contained within - the power of a
brave and beating heart - and
that is the role you play,
Grogan.
The glowing symbols THROB with energy. As though to a
giant heartbeat.
(O.S.) The SHRIEKS of the damned are louder. Nearer.
MEYER
(placing the knife-tip
on Grogan’s chest)
How fortunate you came here to
embrace your destiny.
GROGAN
You will create Hell on Earth.
MEYER
We already have.
Meyer raises his arms to deliver the coup de grâce.
GROGAN
Time you saw the real one.
He reaches into his pocket with his good hand. He pulls out
the HOOK-BLADED CAN OPENER.
Grogan JAMS it into Meyer’s leg.
Meyer FREEZES. Gives a falsetto SCREECH.
Grogan struggles free. Plunges the can opener into Meyer
again and again. He SLAPS the knife away. It clatters
across the floor.
Helena smiles. Deep approval. She comes eagerly to the
edge of the circle.
Grogan lashes Meyer across the FACE with the can opener,
laying his cheek open.
Meyer falls away. Clutching the bloody wound.
Grogan punches Meyer hard on his bullet wound with his
mutilated hand.
Meyer SHRIEKS and GAGS.
Grogan SHOUTS in agony.
HELENA
Give him to me, Grogan!
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Grogan KICKS Meyer in the stomach. Drags him to his feet.
HELENA
Give him to me.
MEYER
No, please...
HELENA/DEMON
(shedding her shirt,
transforming)
GIVE HIM TO ME!
GROGAN
Embrace your own fucking destiny!
Grogan throws Meyer out of the circle.
Helena/Demon (having fully reverted) catches Meyer by the
throat.
Meyer struggles in terror. He thrashes and twists. She
holds him tight.
Meyer pathetically holds the pouch up. Attempting to ward
her off with it.
MEYER
No, you cannot harm me!
Helena/Demon snatches the pouch from him.
She holds him by the neck. Spins him around so that he is
looking at Grogan.
Grogan holds up the real page from the book.
HELENA/DEMON
The deceiver deceived.
No!
MEYER
Helena/Demon holds the struggling Meyer’s head against her
chest. Tender. A mother holding her child.
HELENA/DEMON
At last we are together, my
sweet. Did I not warn you of the
price when first you imprisoned
me?
Meyer thrashes harder. She clasps him tighter. His bones
CRUNCH and GRIND.
Meyer SHRIEKS in agony.
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Grogan stares. Completely shattered.
Helena/Demon takes Meyer’s head between her hands. She
begins to SQUEEZE. BLOODY TEARS ooze from Meyer’s eyes.
BLOOD spurts from his nose.
HELENA/DEMON
You, who have imprisoned so many.
You, who have butchered so many.
Yet you are still novices in the
game of death.
She licks his face almost seductively with her BLACK
TONGUE.
She opens her mouth. Her JAW hinges open. Wider than
humanly possible. She fits it around the top of Meyer’s
head.
Meyer screeches as she BITES DOWN on him. His skull
CRACKING. BLOOD pouring down his face.
Grogan watches in appalled horror.
Helena/Demon works her mouth down. Engulfing Meyer’s
entire head. She YANKS it sideways. RIPPING the head
clean off and swallowing it whole.
BLOOD SPRAYS from Meyer’s flopping, decapitated corpse.
Grogan casts frantically around for a weapon. He spies the
IRON CHAIN and SHACKLE. Lying in the floor at his feet.
Helena/Demon drops Meyer. Licking the blood from her
fingers savoring every drop.
Grogan grabs the Occult Book up. Jolting his injured hand
in the process. He CRINGES in pain.
He cradles the Occult Book in the crook of his elbow. He
scans the page. Attempting to understand the bloodstained
pages.
GROGAN
(reading)
I compel thee... be bound and
obey my command
Ben?
Grogan spins round.
HELENA
Helena is in ‘beautiful Helena’ guise again. She picks up
her shirt and wipes the blood from her face. She smiles
coyly. Covering herself with the shirt. Teasing him.
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HELENA
Are you trying to dismiss me?
GROGAN
Stay back.
HELENA
I thought you liked me.
(spotting something)
Oh look ...
A tributary of Meyer’s blood has spilled across the edge of
the circle.
HELENA
Some thoughtful person has built
a little bridge for me.
Grogan backs away. Petrified.
She walks barefoot. Very prettily along the blood trail.
Helena enters the circle.
Grogan snatches up his knife. Holds it up.
She shakes her head. No. Moves towards him.
GROGAN
I command thee, Demon...
HELENA
Your hand is hurt, Ben.
(enticingly)
Let me see it. Let me...
Slowly, reluctantly, Grogan offers her his hand.
She examines it very gently.
With a smouldering stare Helena takes his finger stumps in
her mouth and suckles on them.
Grogan’s face. He is clearly soothed.
Helena tears a strip from the shirt. Binds his injured
hand. Her eyes lock with his. Not shifting.
HELENA
You still fear me?
Yes.
GROGAN
Slowly she drops the shirt again. She is naked. She pulls
him close to her. Face to face.
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HELENA
You do well to fear me. But I
believe your yearning for Helena
is stronger. Hmmm?
She kisses his mouth. He responds. Locked in a prolonged
passionate embrace. Kissing deeply, they sink to their
knees.
Grogan stops. Pulls back.
HELENA
What is wrong, my love?
GROGAN
You think I don’t know my own
Helena? Her smell? Her taste? You
could never replace her.
Suddenly Grogan GRABS the shackle. He SLAMS it shut on her
ankle.
INSTANTLY Helena TRANSFORMS into the Demon.
NO!
HELENA/DEMON
She smashes him across the jaw with the back of her hand.
Grogan stumbles back.
Grogan whips out the PIECE OF PAPER. Holds it up.
Helena SNATCHES OUT for it. Grogan is quicker, climbing to
his feet
GROGAN
(holding the page)
This will be kept very safe.
On all fours, she SNARLS at him like an animal.
HELENA/DEMON
It appears we have a stalemate,
Captain Grogan.
Grogan picks up the chain with one hand. Shakes his head.
GROGAN
Not from where I’m standing. Just
how hungry are you?
78 EXT. FORTIFICATION (ESTABLISHING) - NIGHT
78
The ocean and the fortification. The first glimmer of
Night creeping onto the horizon.
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HELENA/DEMON (O.S.)
(screaming)
No! NO! NO! YOU CANNOT DO THIS
TO ME!
79 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
79
Grogan drags Helena/Demon across the room by the chain, grabs
the PADLOCK from near the radio and shuts the padlock on the
chain, Shackling Helena to a fitting on the wall.
HELENA/DEMON
You wish to make an enemy of me for
eternity? Unchain me now!
She is in her DEMONIC FORM. SEETHING with rage.
HELENA/DEMON
Bastard son of Adam! Unchain me!
You are no better than the ones you
despise, the ones you fight
against.
Grogan grabs his equipment together. He takes the Occult
Book. Wraps it carefully in a plastic bag.
GROGAN
You should be thanking me. Every
one of those German sailors
coming here has a wife or a
lover. And all the others after
them. Plenty of fresh meat for
you.
HELENA/DEMON
And when there are no more lambs to
the slaughter?
GROGAN
We’ll return, and send you back to
where you belong.
HELENA/DEMON
How the righteous have fallen.
GROGAN
The enemy must be stopped, the war
must be won.
Helena/Demon smiles at him. Admiration.
(O.S.) The radio SPARKS to life. German voices. Urgent
and concerned.
HELENA/DEMON
They are coming, Captain Grogan.
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Grogan places the key to the shackle on the table. Just
out of her reach. He throws a German jacket to her.
Helena’s eyes smoulder. Not anger. With passion.
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HELENA/DEMON
The pleasures I could show you...
Grogan shakes his head. No. Backs off.
(O.S) The radio CRACKLES with voices.
HELENA/DEMON
Quickly Captain Grogan. They are
coming.
Grogan turns. Walks to the doorway.
HELENA/DEMON
(calling)
I will see you again, Captain
Grogan.
80 INT. TUNNELS - NIGHT
80
Grogan descends from the stairs into the tunnel.
81 INT. STEEL DOOR (EXIT) - NIGHT
81
Grogan approaches the door.
(O.S.) VOICES outside. Grogan freezes in the tunnel.
The door remains locked. SOLDIERS BANG on the door.
(Note: all further German dialogue in German)
KRIEGSMARINE #1 (O.S.)
Hallo? Aufmachen!! (Hello! Open!)
More BANGING. Grogan retreats down the corridor. He hides
in a darkened alcove.
KRIEGSMARINE #1 (O.S.)
Der Schluessel, schnell! (The key,
quickly!)
(O.S.) The SOUND OF the door opening.
KRIEGSMARINE #1 (O.S.)
Schnell! (Quickly!)
Grogan retreats into the shadows. Two GERMAN SOLDIERS pass
him by.
KRIEGSMARINE #1 (O.S.)
Oberst Meyer? Leutnant Schilmmmann?
(Colonel Meyer. Lieutenant
Schillmann?)
(beat)
Sie! Darunter schauen! (You,
check down there!)
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IN THE DARKENED ALCOVE:
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Grogan. Listening as the soldiers head away into the
tunnels.
Cautiously Grogan emerges. Looks back. Checks the tunnels.
Heads for the exit.
82 EXT. GUN PIT - NIGHT
82
Grogan emerges from the STEEL DOOR. No other Germans are
around. Climbs out of the gun pit.
83 EXT. EDGE OF GUN PIT - NIGHT
83
Grogan scrambles into the undergrowth.
More GERMANS approach. Relaxed. Smoking. CHATTING.
IN THE UNDERGROWTH:
Grogan lying low.
The German Soldiers pass by.
84 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT
84
Helena/Demon desperately reaches out for the key. She
can’t reach it.
(O.S.) German VOICES rise up.
Helena strains. Her red, muscular demon arm reaching out,
accompanied by GRUNTS of supreme effort.
She catches the key-ring with one long, curved fingernail.
85 INT. LOWER STAIRS - NIGHT
85
KRIEGSMARINE #1
Oberst Meyer? (Colonel Meyer?)
86 INT. CREW STANDBY ROOM - NIGHT.
86
The chain lies undone. Helena is gone.
Kriegsmarine #1 enters from the stairwell. He stops.
Aghast at the carnage.
OUT OF THE SHADOWS:
KRIEGSMARINE #1
Mein Gott! (My God!0
Helena/Nicole (now a completely different woman) walks out.
HELENA/NICOLE
Oh mein Gott! Franz, bist du es
wirklich? (Franz? Oh my God -
Franz is it really you?)
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Kriegsmarine #1 -shocked and confused.
Helena/Nicole walks towards him slowly. Seductively.
HELENA #2/NICOLE
(pleadingly)
Franz, Franz, ich bin's, Nicole.
(Franz - Franz, it’s me, Nicole.)
KRIEGSMARINE #1
Nicole? Wie?, Was - was ist hier
los? (Nicole? How? What - what
is going on? Where did you come
from?)
He lowers the gun. She steps towards him. Offers an
alluring smile. Reaching out to touch his face.
Her eyes BLAZE RED.
HELENA/NICOLE
Wo ich her kamm? Aus die Hoelle
meiner Lieber, aus die Hoelle!!
(Where did I come from? From
Hell, my dear... Hell!)
87 EXT. BASE OF CLIFFS - NIGHT
87
Grogan climbs down from the base of the cliffs.
He stops. Looks back. Sees the fortification on top of the
cliffs.
FROM THE FORTIFICATION - screaming, the sound of gunfire.
He turns. Climbs down.
88 EXT. BEACH - DAWN
88
Grogan stands on the beach. Stares out to sea. From his
pocket he take out HELENA’S BURNT PHOTOGRAPH and TANE’S
TAONGA.
He looks at them. Lamenting.
Grogan kneels down. Scoops a hole in the sand. He buries
the photograph and the Taonga.
He stares out to sea. Smiles.
FADE OUT
THE END