Medulla Oblongata

Medulla Oblongata

A horror screenplay

By Juhnun Oh

Copyright- Juhnun Oh 2020

Dedication: Dedicated to those who are suffering in the inside and for those who are judged wrongfully just for being “unique.”

*(and for my brother Jay who died in the script “heroically.”) *cough cough*

Disclaimer: The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production/script are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred.

Present-day

EXT. Playground area/open field- DAY

Camera PANS TO.

We open up and see a Sunny day, lots of bugs, summer time, grassy fields with a manhole cover surrounding the grass with the manhole cover very much out of place in an environment full of grassy fields. Nice and peaceful….

SUDDENLY We see ugly Zombies, bleeding from the eyes roaming around last minute at the end of the camera PAN

Moaning and groaning as they roam around the open playground/field disrupting the peace.

CUT TO-

EXT. A Big gated DRAIN HOLE- DAY

A kick of the man hole metal grate pops open and slowly and surely a boy of 17 to 20 years of age climbs out of the hole and brought out his knives, back pack, and some guns with him to the point that he is well armed, complete with a 12 gauge shotgun (which he named ERIC written on it with white spray paint), rifles on his back with various names on it, several guns holstered and few knives with a bullet bandolier strapped across several times. The boy looks as if he has been through countless of wars as he throws his backpack out of the manhole and surveys the area. A bloodied ear necklace dangles around his neck, similar to what war veterans did during the Vietnam war. In his pocket written in deep red ink is a “list” titled “death list of ‘Zombies’ that need to die!”

POV Camera moves from side to side watching the peaceful scenery.

Things look safe in his eyes for a bit. He sees some zombies in the distance.

Medium shot.

To his eyes, that are intense and focused, yet full of confusion and weariness.

Long shot to the grassy fields as his boots full of dirt and blood stains trample the grass. His heart is pounding as moans are being heard in the background.

Sounds of heart beats pump and slowly intensifies louder and louder and louder until.

CUT TO. FLASHCUT- Back from past to present

INT. Past life -NIGHT

A Mother around her late 30s, wearing cheap clothing and full of rage is using her belt to beat up her 8-year-old son. Screams at him, the 20-year-old boy is having a flashback of his past as an 8-year-old frail looking boy, all bloodied and crying in misery.

Boy- (crying)

I’m Sorry Mommy! I won’t do it again!

Mother (O.S.)-

LIKE FUCK YOU WON’T!

Boy-

Mommy PLEASE! SORRY!

Mother (O.S.)-

USELESS PIECE OF SHIT EVER!

The beatings continue and the boy screams are heard OFF SCREEN.

The intense pain camera zooms into the boys closed clenched eyes full of pain and suffering as it

CUT TO.

EXT. Present- Playground/open field- DAY

The boy continues his journey, the boy shakes his head.

Close up shot to his eyes as they were closed before they open and his heart beating stops

Camera slowly zooms out.

The moans are louder

MEDIUM SHOT-

A female zombie that resembles his mother shows up out of nowhere!

The boy quickly points his gun “Eric” at the female zombie and shoots away more than 5 rounds of his shot gun to the head.

SOUNDTRACK: Bodies by Drowning pool

Bad mistake. This alerts more zombies to his area. The boy realizes his mistake and quickly reloads his shot gun as he runs to a playground, he starts shooting and more zombies drop like flies. Zombie bodies are piling up, around 20 then close to 40 zombie corpses.

He then closes his eyes for a brief moment and then…

CUT TO.

EXT. A playground past life- DAY

A Full FLASHBACK.

This time the boy is 4 years old playing in the sand making a sand mountain near the playground. It wasn’t until a big kid around 9 years of age comes out of nowhere and starts stomping on the sandy mountain and stepping on the little boy’s hand.

The boy cries more as things are falling apart and he cries out in pain.

More pain and suffering

CUT TO.

EXT. Playground -PRESENT- DAY

SOUNDTRACK plays slowly: “You should see me in a crown” by Billie Eilish.

The boy sits on a swing, slowly swinging yet the feet are just dragging.

A pile of zombie corpses are near the swing.

SUDDENLY

A zombie hand comes out of nowhere about to grab the boy

The boy turns around and shoots it off with his shot gun “Eric,” the zombie growls in pain and the boy shoots the zombie some more unleashing 6 rounds into the zombie.

It is clear that there is a zombie apocalypse going on, but it is still unknown as to what is going on.

The boy realizes more zombies are approaching him and he keeps on shooting his shot gun watching the zombies body parts explode with blood and guts exploding out and flying all over the place.

The boy screams in rage and yelling out profanities

Boy-

DIE YOU ZOMBIE FUCKERS! DIE!!!!!!!!! FUCKING DIIIIIEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!! DIIIIIIEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Zombie gray blood splashes into the boy’s face and the zombie’s moans are getting louder and louder and louder until

SILENCE

CUT TO.

BLACK

FLASHBACK

INT. Psychiatrist office Past- DAY

A doctor around his mid-40’s with a short-trimmed beard and a red neck tie is sitting down across from the boy. The doctor is known as Dr. Goldberg, the boy is 11 years old

Dr. Goldberg-

So, it appears you have been having more nightmares lately, would you like to talk more about it?

Medium shot on the boy sitting down in silence.

The boy opens and closes his eyes, then opens it again

Dr. Goldberg-

Well my boy it appears that you haven’t been sleeping at all. Is it because of the illness you found out about yesterday?

Boy-

Illness? You don’t even know my name?

Dr. Goldberg-

You know very well I know your name, (quickly cuts to) but let’s talk about the illness, schizophrenia. Do you know what it is?

Boy- (beat)

no.

Dr. Goldberg-

Well it starts off with your medulla oblongata.

Boy-

What’s that?

Dr. Goldberg-

Its where your emotions are. You once said to me you like to build things? That gives you joy correct?

Boy-

yes

Dr. Goldberg-

Would you like to talk about that some more?

Boy-

I don’t know…. I keep thinking about it.

Dr. Goldberg-

About what?

Boy-

How every time I do something, it hurts.

Dr. Goldberg-

What do you mean by that my boy?

Boy-

Why do you say that?

Dr. Goldberg-

Say what?

Boy-

That…. Boy

Suddenly Dr. Goldberg grabs the boy and holds him down the boy screams

The doctor shushes him

Dr. Goldberg-

shhh shhh, now now, it is only going to be a bad dream

He quickly ties up the boy and gags him from the BDSM “tools” including whips, several anal plugs and dildos he got out of his top desk drawer and then pulls down his pants and throws him belly first on his desk. He soon unzips his pants down.

Dr. Goldberg-

Remember, this is only just a dream my boy…. No use in fighting it. Heheheheheh, just recite the Lord’s prayer in your head ok my boy?

He licks his ear as the boy screams out and cries in pain

He thrusts himself into the boy as the screaming continues until

CUT TO. PRESENT DAY

EXT. Present day city sidewalk streets- DAY

The boy runs to the building of Dr. Goldberg’s office

CUT TO- INT of the building- Doctor. Goldberg’s office- DAY

He goes inside the building of Dr. Goldberg’s office and a female zombie is behind the desk, he shoots her in the face, blood splattering all over.

CUT TO- Behind the door of Dr. Goldberg’s office- DAY

He kicks down the door and a zombie version of Dr. Goldberg is there. The uses the shot gun to shoot off the legs, zombie Dr. Goldberg starts clawing harmlessly towards the boy. The boy takes out some knives and starts stabbing zombie Dr. Goldberg several times in the head and screams at him.

Boy-

DIE!

FAT TUB OF LARD QUACK! DIE YOU FAT FUCK! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE!!!!!!!!

He then keeps kicking the zombie Dr. Goldberg in the groin and then going on his knees again stabbing it several times making the zombie Dr. Goldberg a giant puddle of a bloody mess.

Boy-

DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE DIE

Every time he says DIE he keeps stabbing the zombie Doctor in the groin making it a choreographed symphony of stabbings after few minutes and

After much huffing and puffing, wiping the sprayed blood off of his face he checks his guns until a new hoard of zombies approach him. First, he rips off the Zombie Doctor’s ear off and puts it in his pocket to add to his collection of zombie ears later. Next, he starts shooting them until he ran out of ammunition, then he goes for his back up rifles on his back and starts shooting them over and over again.

One rifle has a butcher knife attached to it with a wad of duct tape acting as an improvised bayonet. He keeps stabbing the zombies more and more as they come, one of them bit him in the hand and the boy screams and uses the butt of his rifle to disengage the zombie leaving behind shards of broken teeth and jaw spittle around breaking it apart in a bloody mess.

He starts to run and run more, shooting and running until he goes into a storage closet and props the door inside, he sees himself inside an office supply room full of pencils and sharpeners with erasers, pens, paper, etc.

He checks his hand and takes his knife out to take out the broken zombie teeth in his hand and starts to bandage it up to heal up with his portable medical kit.

As he rests, he dreams off to another flash back.

CUT TO. INT Boy’s Bedroom – DAY

We see a wide long shot of the boy in his younger days approx. around 9 years of age, peace for the time being. Playing alone in his room with plastic green army soldiers and Legos mixed around.

Suddenly a loud bang on the bedroom door slams and shakes the whole room up

CUT TO. INT Closet room again- DAY

The boy wakes up realizing where he is and banging and groaning is heard. The boy points his shot gun at the door about to shoot. Suddenly the banging and groaning stops.

The boy lowers his gun down a bit takes a deep breath and about to get up until…

HAND CRASHES THROUGH THE DOOR THEN ANOTHER HAND!

The Boy screams and starts shooting the hands off, kicks open the door and keeps on shooting and running down the hall and discards his shotgun and takes out his rifle and uses the butt of the rifle to crack open a nearby zombie about to take him. After he cracked open the zombie’s skull, he starts shooting it more as an assurance that its dead and not moving.

After running he slips a bit from the zombie blood but regained his balance and composure and keeps on running till, he goes outside

CUT TO. EXT- FIELD - DAY

Sunlight bursting through the door as if he has entered the heavenly gates only to realize that he sees a giant hoard of zombies before him.

The boy screams and shoots like crazy until the rife runs out of ammunition. Dry out of bullets, he quickly takes out his back pack and pulls out a Molotov cocktail (a glass coke bottle filled with a mixture of white styrophom and gasoline with some rag in it) and reaches into his pocket for a lighter. He quickly lights up the makeshift fire bomb and throws it at the hoard of zombies.

The glass breaks and the styrophome gasoline mixture sticks on the zombie’s skin making it melt off as the zombie’s road out in anguish and pain, the boy quickly runs out of the scene and arms another Molotov cocktail out until he bumps into another zombie that looks very familiar to him.

He looks at the zombie and the zombie look directly back at him. He closes his eyes and

CUT TO. Flash back of an earlier time when he was young in high school. -DAY

Up Close to his eyes and slowly back away to a medium shot to.

Him sitting behind his desk, the bell rings Wide medium shot of the class with everyone’s back’s showing, as the crane shot of the camera lifts up as everyone packs up and leaves. The boy sits there stunned almost as the teacher comes up to him.

The teacher, a white middle age man around his 40s, that resembles a bit like a military drill instructor (has a bit of a Kurt Russel look to him) comes up to the boy. He goes by the name of Mr. Rose; he comes close to the boy.

Mr. Rose-

Listen young man, I was really impressed with how your grades were going up really early in the semester, but these days, you aren’t as motivated or disciplined like you used to be. So, I decided to assign you to your work partner that I believe you can help him out and get you a jump start for your upcoming report project.

The Boy-

I’m sorry Mr. Rose, but I’ve had a lot in my mind lately.

Mr. Rose-

Understand, yet, I’m going to try this leadership style of learning to show you how I feel. You understand?

The Boy-

Yes Mr. Rose.

Mr. Rose-

I’m assigning you with Sam.

The Boy-

WAIT WHAT?

Mr. Rose-

You heard me.

The Boy-

Wait, sir, I don’t think that’s a good idea.

Mr. Rose- (puts his hand on the boy’s shoulder)

Just trust me with this okay?

CUT TO. INT of the study room hall, library - DAY

In the library where we see Sam, a dumb slob of a slacker wearing disgusting baggy clothing as he is from a different country (a failure of a Foreign exchange student) age 20, thinking he’s a bipolar gangster still in high school who is playing Table football instead of doing his paper research with the boy.

The Boy-

Sam! Come on! I need your help.

Sam-

I can’t help you, I’m allergic to studying, my doctor says so.

The Boy-

You keep using that bullshit excuse, last time you said your allergic to wind!

Sam-

It’s true! From where I’m from, wind is bad for you!

The Boy-

Okay, that’s impossible, because there are about 200 countries around the world all have climates with wind and you are saying wind can “kill” you!

Sam-

Well yea, my doctor says so!

Boy-

Okay, at least use some originality in your bullshit your dumbass.

Sam, offended stands up and looks down at the boy.

Sam-

Whatcha say to me?

The Boy gets a bit intimidated and trying to re-think what he’s trying to say.

The Boy-

What I mean is…. uh… look, you are a nice guy and all but I need your help.

Sam, sits down continues to play with his table football game and makes a pfft sound.

Sam-

Whatever man, you can do it on your own.

We soon see that Sam quietly erases off the boy’s name that is blurred off from the camera.

CUT TO. INT Classroom- DAY

We see the classroom in session as Mr. Rose stands before everyone and reads the report of the month.

Mr. Rose-

Okay everyone listens up! I like to share this report written by Sam. Who I was amazed was able to do it all on his own without any help!

The boy stunned to hear this and realizing his name hasn’t been called, his jaw drops with utter shock and anger, soon to realize that the report has his name erased off.

Mr. Rose-

As the war of 1812 happened, the two countries, Canada and the United States of America were-

The sounds were muffled and put on deaf ears as a “Ringing” sensation is heard as the camera pans to the boy’s shock and anger.

Close up on the boy’s clenched fists as we hear clapping and cheering occurred of

“GOOD JOB SAM! WAY TO GO SAM! YOU DA MAN SAM!

The attention goes to Sam as everyone applauds and Sam takes in all the credit, Sam takes a prideful bow as he collects the credit.

Close up- on the boy’s clenched fists slowly bleeding

CUT TO- PRESENT- DAY

The boy and the camera PANS TO “Zombie” Sam staring at him.

The boy quickly unsheathes his machete named “Denis” attached to his leg holster and kicks Zombie Sam in the groin and kicks him down to the ground as he lifts his machete up in the air where the sun gleams at it and starts brutally hacking up zombie Sam to a slaughter death frenzy. As the boy screams out profanities.

Boy-

YOU FUCKING RETARTED PIECES OF FUCKING DOG SHIT! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU SAM! I WISH YOU BURN IN FUCKING HELL! DIE YOU FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIE LIKE THOSE RWANDA FUCKERS!

As the boy screams out, he keeps hacking Sam to pieces with his machete until the skull is all mangled up and hacked.

Boy-

YOU FUCKING ASSHOLE! BECAUSE OF YOU I HAD TO TAKE SUMMER SCHOOL! MR. ROSE GAVE YOU ALL THE FUCKING CREDIT BECAUSE YOU ARE A FUCKING FAILURE! IF IT WASN’T FOR ME YOU WOULD HAVE REPEATED 12th GRADE ALL OVER THE FUCK AGAIN YOU STUPID RETARDED FUCKER! DIE! DIE! DIE! DIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

After 15 minutes or so of hacking up Sam, the boy huffing and puffing stood up and spat on Sam, then for a few beats later picked up the ear to add to his collection that was ripped off, and then he decided to unzipped his pants and started peeing on the bloody mess of hacked up pieces of Zombie Sam.

Boy-

I’m so glad you are a fucking retarded zombie. So much easier to kill if you were actually alive. STUPID FUCK!

He quickly cuts off Sam’s ear with Denis the machete, spits at the zombie corpse of Sam and runs out and hides from various zombies in bushes and walls.

After several walls and bushes from nearby zombie sounds, he finally reaches home.

CUT TO- Interior home- EVENING

CU SHOT OF the boy’s hand locking the main door. Then props up a few stuffs such as a desk, book shelf, light furniture.

ANGLE ON- the boy in a different view

After that, he goes upstairs passes a study room full of Molotov cocktails being half finished, and a pipe bomb being made half completed. He slowly enters his bed and sees a list of names. He crosses off Dr. Goldstein and Sam from several other list of people’s names.

The list says: “certain Zombies that need to die for the apocalypse.”

He takes off his “ear” necklace and puts it on a table carefully.

He puts down his guns, kisses them and cleans them.

He starts to talk to his guns and knives.

Boy-

Well guys, looks like we did a lot of work in one day. All’s well in a day’s work I say.

What’s that you say Amber?

The boy takes out his gun, whose name is Amber.

Boy-

Yea, Charlotte sure did love Dr. Goldstein’s dick a lot. Yes, she did, after her sharp words stabbed him verbally several million times.

The boy takes out the bloody K-bar knife that stabbed Zombie Dr. Goldstein.

Boy-

I’m so glad I have you guys as my friends. You are all I got. It’s very lonely these days.

As the boy cleans his weapons, he is deep in thought and we go into another flashback.

CUT TO. INT House- DAY

The house is in chaos, unfolded laundry everywhere, baby toys on the floor, etc., school is ready but everyone is unprepared to get ready for work/school.

The mother takes care of the tiny baby puts the baby in the rockers, and yells out.

Mother-

BOYS! LET’S GET READY!

A young man, super stupidly nerdy, around his 30’s, pops out behind the mother and says

Jay-

I’m here mother dearest!

The mother got slightly spooked, but is reassured. Jay is a pompous pudgy brown noser who gets his way by “charming” people as a sleaze bag ass kisser. The boy’s older brother, in his 30s. A type of character who has a recent graduate of honors with his masters in economics. He is wearing a very smart suit and tie about to go to work in some big company accounting firm. But the posture is an obvious suck up dickhead. The mother reheats her tea in the microwave oven, the microwave door is left opened and she reaches for her tea. Turns around and shouts out lovingly.

Mother-

Oh Jay! MY most handsome, successful first-born son. I’m so very proud of you!

Jay- (big plastic giant smile)

Thanks mom! You’re the best! (blows kisses)

Mother-

Oh Jay, I wish your influence would rub off on your

(beat) brother.

Jay-

I believe it will. Bye mom! Love you.

Mother-

Love you too Jay!

They both leave the view.

Behind the stairs the boy starts to creep out from the shadows hearing the entire conversation. Clearly upset and partially angry, but remains emotionless and somewhat “cool” about the situation.

C.U. To boy’s clenched fists

Suddenly, Jay is being heard screaming like a sissy girl.

Jay-

HELP! HELP! SOMEBODY HELP ME!

Jay screams like a sissy girl loudly in shriek terror as a hoard of zombies start grabbing him, ripping him apart and eating him up alive as Jay screams in bloody horror like a little sissy girl he already is. Blood guts and spit fly out all over the window. Soon we see his decapitated head roll around the pavement from the safety of the POV shot behind the window of the house as zombies try to devour it by smashing it open like a watermelon.

Bloody hand prints on the door window are marked, as intestines and other body innards are being torn out and eaten by sissy Jay.

The boy quickly grabs a nearby baseball bat, the mother quickly panics and opens the door for Jay, but got bitten by a random zombie as she quickly closes the door, she screams, then suddenly turns into a zombie herself rapidly as she falls on the floor convulses into a minor seizure and starts to crawl. The zombie mother then grabs and eats the baby nearby. The boy quickly bashes his zombie mother’s head in and keeps on slamming the baseball bat repeatedly until there is nothing left of her decapitated head, kicks her body around and starts wailing the baseball bat some more on her body.

The boy-

YOU FUCKING CUNT BITCH! I FUCKING HATE YOU MOM! DIE YOU FUCKING CUNT BITCH DIE! DIE! DIE! FUCK YOU MOM! I WISH YOU BURN IN FUCKING HELL YOU STUPID COMPARATIVE CUNT BITCH! FUCK YOU AND JAY TO HELL! BURN YOU FUCK BITCH BURN! FUCK YOU BOTH TO HELL!

*spits at her lifeless broken up mangled body

The boy repeatedly beats his zombie mother’s headless body up some more with the baseball bat to make sure she’s really “dead” While he beats her with the baseball bat, he curses at her some more.

The boy-

AND THAT’S FOR LOCKING ME UP IN THE BASEMENT FOR ALL THESE FUCKING MISERABLE YEARS OF MY LIFE YOU FUCKING CUNT BITCH WHORE! I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!

Soon, sounds of zombie grunts are being made, and to the boy’s horror, he soon realizes his baby sister has been turned into a zombie, and trying to move towards him like a withering maggot. Panicking, the boy slams his baseball bat and whacks the baby like a golf ball. The baby goes flying and goes straight into the open microwave oven. The boy quickly runs to the microwave oven, closes the door and sets a random time to high and presses start. The baby starts to cook and soon POPS.

*NOTE: no windows break prior to other “zombie” films.

Cut to.

INT. Home, boy’s room. Bed. -DAY

The boy quickly wakes up. Realizing he’s in bed, with his gun and knives close by. It was all a dream. Or a flashback.

He takes out an AR 15 (named Colin). Checks it and makes sure it’s loaded. He starts to speak to the gun.

Boy-

Okay Colin, I’m giving you one last chance to prove your worth. You make me proud I will use you often. You fucking jam on me again, I throw you out and use you as a zombie baseball bat, okay? So, don’t fucking jam again!

(Beat)

Boy-

Fucking Colin. I guess I got to prepare myself with my other friends.

He takes out a bunch of guns, shotguns, rifles, handguns, knives, etc. stating each weapon by their given “nick names” from the boy.

The boy looks at one particular dagger, a USMC K-bar knife that was used on his psychiatrist “Charlotte”

Boy-

Charlotte, you are my best friend in the whole wide world, and my sexy lover. I will never forget how we first met and how I first used you.

Cut to. Flashback

INT. Police office -DAY

The time is early morning, the boy comes into the police station and meets up with an old acquaintance. Officer Mike, an obese unfit male around mid-50s wearing glasses, balding, sitting behind the police desk.

Officer Mike just looks through some documents “looking” busy, but he really isn’t. Next to him are a pile of donuts half eaten, each different. But it is obvious that it was all eaten by that fat police officer Mike.

Suddenly a burst of doors opens and we see the boy in handcuffs struggling.

The boy looks at the officer Mike with wide eyes and starts to yell!

The boy-

Officer Mike! ITS ME! Your Neighbor! You know me! Tell them I didn’t do it! You know me! I mowed your lawn for you! You know I have a mental condition!

Officer Mike doesn’t even look up or bats an eye.

Officer Mike-

Ok, process him in holding cell 4 and uh I need more donuts.

The boy-

Come on! Why would I steal woman’s panties? You know I’m scared to touch stuff like that? This Sam guy put it in my bag when I wasn’t looking and used me as a distraction! COME ON!

Officer Mike-

Can you shut this guy up please? I really don’t know him. (murmurs to himself)

His brother Jay on the other hand is the cooler guy than that freak show. Heh.

The boy-

I WON’T FORGET THIS! YOU FAT FUCKING PIG!

Officer Mike-

Yea yea yea

Takes a bite out of his donut and drinks another coffee.

The boy-

I WILL REMEMBER THIS!

Officer Mike –

WILL SOMEONE SHUT THAT KID UP? He’s fucking annoying. Damn. Your brother doesn’t over fucking react to something like this. Fucking pre-Madonna.

CUT TO.

Another FLASHBACK.

EXT. Police Station entrance, zombie apocalypse. -AFTERNOON

The boy now being prepared with a chainsaw during the zombie apocalypse. He closes up the blue prints of the police station and puts it in his backpack. WE see the police station all broken down and worn out from the apocalypse. He starts up his chainsaw with spray painted name called “Big Beth” written all over it with white paint. He runs up with the chainsaw and bashes down the door slaughtering unexpected “police” zombies left and right

Kicking down zombies as they try to bite him.

Finally, he sees officer Mike sitting behind the desk, runs forward and places his chainsaw right into his fat belly and goes down to the groin then kicks up the chainsaw upwards to the chest then to the head cutting him in half as blood and guts splattered all over the place.

C.U. Shot of boy’s face as its being covered in Officer Mike’s blood being splattered all over his face as “Big Beth” chain saw teeth cuts up officer Mike to pieces.

POV pan shot to- THE CARNAGE

The police desk and everything breaks apart,

The boy-

Pre-Madonna this you fucking fat ass pig!

The boy tosses the chainsaw away and rips off officer Mike’s ear adding to his “collection” kicks the “half” of the head away then runs ahead into the air ducts to the right and climbs inside.

The air ducts he goes inside he hears zombies all over the place and he quickly get his flash light out.

As he grabs his flashlight out, he looks into the map and sees where he is, and looks at the map.

POV shot to the map.

We see the map and the duct way he’s inside; he points his finger on his map and checks the marker circle where it says “Armory shit ton of guns here!”

He follows it through.

Cut to. INT Air duct- AFTERNOON

He climbs on in and keeps on climbing kicks until he sees the grate of the air duct and finally, he breaks open the duct and sees the armory room with a ton of guns. He drops down his duffle bag and goes down the drop.

Pan to. INT Police Armory- AFTERNOON

The boy sees the armory and we discover how he was able to get all these weapons.

He takes out his white spray paint can and starts giving boy and girl names to the guns he sees,

ERIC (Remington 870), KYLE (SW 5946), BIGGER BETH (M60), STAN (Glock 19), COLIN (the fucked up broken down AR 15 rifle), etc.

He ignores the Remington sniper rifles rack.

The boy-

No, sorry ladies, I’m not much of a slow dancer. I want to get to my enemies in a more closer range possible so I know I got them, and got them good before my eyes as they die horribly.

HE leaves the room

Yet, he comes back and eyes on a particular K-Bar knife in the police evidence shelf in the armory.

The boy looks at the knife and smiles. He takes it and talks to it.

The boy-

I will claim you and call you Charlotte, and you shall be mine!

He takes a lick on the flat side of the blade “making out with it.”

The boy-

Oh, you are one dirty ass sexy fucking girl. I love it!

The boy leaves the room.

Off shot-

He did however, comes back in the room and takes one Remington Model 700P from the rack as the boy’s hand grabs a random sniper rifle.

The boy (O.S.)-

Oh okay, what the hell, just one girl.

Overview Shot- of the boy looking through the police armory weapons

INT. Police Armory- Afternoon

Then the boy stopped at this one sub machine gun that he believes is “cute” which is an MP5 9mm Sub machine gun. He names that last gun “DAISY.”

He quickly loads up the guns, takes all the ammo stuffs it into his duffle bags and soon realizes it is super heavy. But he looks at “Daisy” his MP5.

C.U. to his eye as it tears run down his face.

Something about Daisy struck a nerve in his emotions.

SUDDENLY, zombies come crashing into the armory, and the boy starts shooting the zombies with BIGGER BETH the M60 belt fed fully automatic. He screams out in anguish gunning down the zombies as blood guts and heads get “sawed” off by the belt fed machine gun.

After a few minutes of slow-motion shooting, the room becomes quiet as dozens of zombies lay dead around the armory.

The boy puts on the belt of ammo around him and carries the gun bags and ammo out armed with “ERIC, KYLE, and STAN.”

Starts screaming as he shoots and runs out of the police station.

CUT TO. INT Boys bed room. Present- DAY

We hear the ticking of a clock.

The boy opens his eyes. Aware where he is. On his bed, safe. He looks at the list, so far so good, 4 or 5 down, just 3 more to go.

He looks at the K-Bar knife Charlotte for a moment and smiles and licks at the flat side of the knife again. Then sheaves it in his knife belt.

He decides to get ready until he hears a shatter of glass. He stops. Takes out his gun ERIC and loads it up. He takes out and ducts tapes “Charlotte” to “Eric” as a make shift improvised bayonet. Turns the flash light on to Eric and goes down stairs all ready.

As he goes downstairs, he notices some glass near the front door has been shattered. He looks at it with some curiosity, but soon realizes a silhouette shadow is creeping around. He turns around and starts shooting at the silhouette, the figure screams out in pain. But it wasn’t a zombie scream.

The boy curious quickly runs and finds out it was a young pretty girl lying down bloodied coughing out blood as the bb shards of Eric the shotgun has been penetrated all over her chest. She coughs out more blood and her blue eyes open wide scared.

The boy realizes what he has done and runs to her realizing that it was DAISY!

SOUNDTRACK: Behind Blue Eyes - Limp Bizkit

The boy-

Oh Gosh no! Daisy please, I’m so sorry! I thought you were one of them! I thought you got killed by one of them!

Daisy pants her last breath and her blue eyes wide open lays still.

The boy full of shock realizes what he has done. He closes Daisy’s beautiful blue eyes shut. And weeps until something is watching him from a short distance.

He notices the shadow is moving and quickly turns and blasts a zombie’s head off with Eric the shotgun.

Zombie blood spatters on camera POV shot.

CUT TO. Black

INT. Boys room- DAY

WE see the boy sitting on his bed cross legged in deep through with his weapons all laid out and a body wrapped up in white linin blankets and clothes.

He ponders for a moment, then takes out his “death list to kill zombies, etc.”

He takes out a pen and writes down the name “Alexa” on the Death list.

He looks back and stares at the name for a bit with anger and hate

CUT TO. FLASH BACK

INT. School, hallway, Past- DAY

The school bell rings and students get out of their class rooms and go to their lockers for their next period/class/etc.

The boy goes to his locker, not making any eye contact with anyone, and Daisy talks with her friends smiling and secretly winking at the boy.

The boy quietly acknowledges it and smiles, until.

LOW shot of big set of boots from an obese girl walking.

Camera pans to the girl Medium Shot to her face which reveals ugliness and obesity with long dark wavy hair and brown skin who goes by the name Alexa TransDickonitch.

She comes up to Daisy and makes her drop her books in her hands by pushing them away. Daisy’s friends flee and Daisy goes down to pick up her fallen books only to get her hands stepped on by Alexa. The boy sees this and runs to Daisy’s aid by pushing Alexa away.

Alexa-

DA FUCK YOU DO THAT FOR BOY?

Alexa then punches the boy’s right in the face making him bleed. The boy, struggles to get up, but manages and knuckle punches Alexa in the stomach area. Soon a fist fight occurs and two teachers run in to break it up.

Alexa-

YOU’RE DEAD! YOU HEAR ME! YOU’RE FUCKING DEAD! YOU HEAR ME?

The boy-

GO FUCK YOURSELF ALEXA!

Alexa is held by one teacher; the other teacher is held by the boy still trying to kill each other off

CUT TO.

INT principal's office- DAY

We see Alexa and the boy sitting in front of the Principal behind his desk like a typical military like interrogation office. The principal, a white male in his mid-60’s goes by the name Denis Mobius. It is obvious that Principal Denis doesn’t even know nor care about the Boy’s name.

Denis-

Alexa, what happened, everyone likes you. I’m surprised to see you in my office again. Do you have anything you would like to say to this fine gentleman?

Alexa-

Yea, that he’s a fuckin jackass and a total pain in everyone’s ass!

Denis-

Careful now Alexa, that type of language is not tolerated. Understood?

Alexa-

I’m sorry Mr. Mobius. I will try to make sure it won’t happen again. (she secretly gives the “finger” to the boy under the table, the boy sees this but tries not to react)

Denis-

Now let’s try to understand this so that way we can all peacefully go home. Since there are nice people who want people to understands how to be nice to folks. I’m sure we can arrange something for you to make this school year more in peace?

Alexa-

Okay

Denis-

Thank you, Alexa, like I said before everyone likes you very much. You may go back to your class.

Alexa-

Thanks Mr. Mobius.

Alexa gets up glares at the boy but looks nicely at Mr. Denis Mobius, and promptly leaves the office leaving the boy and Mr. Denis Mobius alone, giving the boy another middle finger secretly to the point the Mr. Denis Mobius didn’t see it. The tone changes.

Denis-

Now, for you, there is always an issue with you. As you may have guessed. I don’t like you. Ever.

The boy looks at him, and wonders why he just got “fucked” over by Alexa…. again. Apparently, it shows that this isn’t the first time he’s been screwed by that Alexa bitch cunt. It has happened numerous of times and the boy is making emotions on his anger to that, just as bad as the “Sam” incident. Yet the anger is seething through him more and more as it has never been resolved.

C.U. To the boy’s fists clenching underneath the principal’s desk on his lap.

Denis-

Because of your actions and because what Alexa reported about you, I’m going to put you under suspension for few days. However, just because you are on suspension, it is your responsibility to complete any assignments your teachers give to you, so you have to get that otherwise you will fail and repeat 12th grade again. Got it?

The boy looks at Denis, and nods his head with tension and obvious silent fury.

Denis-

You seriously need to shape up! I mean, look at how much of a role model Alexa is! She even saved a blind man from a moving truck, if you didn’t get in the way!

The boy was about to interject and say something about that but Denis put his hand up to “silence” him.

Denis-

And I don’t want to hear about how you tried to back up the truck and told Alexa to save that man, you and I both know she did that on her own will while you messed up everything and made that truck crash into our school sign. Because of that, we have to raise a fund raiser for

(Cont’d)

your MISTAKE since the truck driver can’t pay for the damages since it was YOUR fault, may I have to remind you again? Now get out of here, I have to write up a damn report to your legal guardians.

The boy leaves without hesitation and exits quickly without looking back and shuts the door behind him.

CUT TO

INT. School hallway after leaving the principal’s office.

He is so furious he just doesn’t know what to do but doesn’t want to cause more chaos like banging a wall.

CUT TO.

INT Boy’s washroom.

The boy goes to the washroom instead. He goes into a toilet stall, slams the door behind him, sits on the toilet for a bit and sobs silently to himself.

We hear the door slamming open and couple boys were in the washroom. The boy stops crying and listens.

Student 1-

Boy did you hear how Alexa keeps talking about her damn stupid fat self again and how she keeps brining up her stupid story on how she saved a blind man?

Student 2-

Yea. It’s getting too old, man, she’s such a cocky bitch!

Student 1-

Yea, tell me about it, but worse is that what’s his face guy who got his ass handed to him by that Alexa bitch.

Student 2-

OOOH YEA DUDE! I was totally there! Man, that guy is such a loser. Bigger loser than that Alexa the bigheaded cunt.

Student 1-

Yea totally!

They both laugh and leave the washroom.

CLOSE UP TO: the toilet stall that the boy is behind. He slowly opens the door, unamused, and very very “numb.”

CUT TO. Present day

INT. Boy’s bed room- DAY

OVERVIEW SHOT:

The boy writes Alexa’s name with a red marker and draws a star next to it with a small note saying MUST DIE IMMEDIATELY!!! The hate intensifies in his eyes as he gathers his “friends” and prepares for his next battle.

CUT TO.

EXT. Alexa’s house- DAY, a normal suburban Victorian almost house on a sub city area.

The boy gets over to Alexa’s house with few duffle bags, a back pack, and wearing his necklace of zombie ear trophies.

He goes into the duffle bag and grabs the spiked baseball bat with nails on it named “Lance”

CUT TO- INT Alexa’s house entrance

The boy smashes open the door and kicks it down like cardboard with the baseball bat.

An elderly female zombie approaches him, and he swiftly kills the zombie with one big blow to the head with the spiked baseball bat named “Lance” The head tears off easily and rolls down the stairs all mangled and bloodied.

The boy-

Fucking Alexa’s lesbian bitch mom.

He goes in and searches the house.

The boy- (in a sing song voice)

OH ALEXA! Come out come out wherever you are! You BITCH CUNT!

The boy takes the bat and smashes some furniture, and decorations around the house including some family photos and such causing some acts of vandalism.

CUT TO-

INT. Upstairs of Alexa’s bedroom. DAY

We see a typical Angsty girl’s bedroom filled with random posters and such, like Avril Lavine. There are also some vases filled with marbles and stones for some lucky bamboo plant.

The door of the bedroom gets smashed apart and kicked down like cardboard again like the main door, but this time the boy has a chainsaw with the name “Big Beth” on it and uses the chainsaw to intimidate the zombie by desecrating Alexa’s bedroom walls with it.

We see Alexa the zombie sobbing a bit, hidden in a corner for some reason. The boy comes in smiling throws the chainsaw “Big Beth” down, and takes from his back pack a machete name written “Denis” on it.

The boy-

Time for your medicine you FUCKING BITCH CUNT!

*Possible note to writer/self: Just use chainsaw “Big Beth” from beginning and then marbles stuffed in later? *

He runs towards Zombie Alexa and Zombie Alexa prepares to attack him. The boy quickly slashes zombie Alexa in the throat grabs a bunch of marbles from the vase and smashes it into her head, the zombie tries to bite the boy but he jams a bunch of the vase marbles into her mouth making her choke out black zombie blood from the pierced throat and mouth. Then kicks the legs and arms, the zombie Alexa goes down for a while unable to move for a bit, the boy throws down his duffle bag and picks up “Big Beth” the chainsaw, starts it up after pulling the gas string and saws off zombie Alexa’s arms and legs off.

The boy-

There! To avoid you from running away or trying to grab me, you fucking bitch cunt!

The boy then takes Denis the machete and cuts open Alexa’s fat stomach apart to open a large cavity of guts and etc.

The boy-

Now to give you some shit that you deserve you fucking bitch cunt!

The boy unzips his pants, takes down his underwear, takes a piss on her face and open cavity, then he squats down to place his butt near the open cavity and starts grunting a bit to take a literal “dump” inside her, the zombie Alexa muffles a “scream” as the boys does his dirty deed.

CLOSE UP to the boy’s face making few expressions of pooping inside Alexa the zombie, after a while, he feels relived. He then takes Denis the machete and carves off Alexa’s ear off to add to his “collection” of ear trophies.

Then he turns to Alexa’s face and starts to “jerk off” spreading his semen “cum” all over Alexa’s face. After the boy was finished, he pulls up his pants and is a bit “satisfied” of his handiwork. Then spits on her face.

After that, the boy takes an unlit Molotov cocktail and shoves it in Alexa’s crotch using “Denis” to carve out Alexa’s vagina deeper to make sure the Molotov bottle fits in her “hole.” Then he takes a canister of gasoline from his duffle bag, pours the gasoline inside the open cavity of Alexa with the poop he left inside her and keeps on pouring till it reaches outside of Alexa’s house, gets a match out and starts burning her fucking house down with her inside it. We hear zombie Alexa screaming out in pain and anguish as the house burns down.

The boy-

Well, that’s done and fucking satisfying! And I didn’t have to waste any valuable ammo on her too! Fucking bitch cunt.

Close up shot of boy smiling.

CLOSE UP OVERVIEW SHOT OF-

SOUNDTRACK: Satisfaction by Benny Benassi

As he smiles and takes his death list of zombies and crosses off Alexa’s name out, camera sees his back turned and list in front of him crossing the name out.

Pan out as the boy walks away from the fiery inferno as Alexa’s house burns down to the ground, with some minor explosions.

CUT TO.

INT. The boy’s bedroom area- DAY

As moaning and groaning of zombies are heard outside, the boy is busy cleaning his guns/friends and knives. He hums and then grabs his zombie death list out. Few names are written and he looks through each one carefully.

He looks into his list of zombies that should die and one of them happens to be another predator of his dysfunctional past.

OVERSHOULDER SHOT- Of boy looking at his list of zombie people that must die

The boy looks through the list, and the boy sees one thing that makes him want to kill.

POV shot- Finger points to the name “dad.”

CLOSE UP to boy’s eyes

The eyes show intense hatred and loathing of the name “sperm donor (Aka. His dad).”

He takes his duffle bag gear and goes out of the room.

CUT TO-

INT. Family house Garage- DAY

We see a modern beat up everyday family car, exp. a KIA Rondo, made around 2000s.

The boy takes the key

POV shot of the main car driver seat door opening, and the duffle bag of “weapons and tools get tossed in the front passenger seat, and the hands grab the wheel.

CUT TO-

Medium shot of the boy’s face as he starts the ignition and starts driving.

EXT. House drive way- DAY

As the boy drives out, his neighbor “Ruth” a zombie is on the drive way. Ruth is a skinny stick figure like person, kind of resembling Olive from the cartoon Popeye the sailor man, looking short haired disheveled woman in her late 60’s wearing glasses. The boy obviously hates her as he doesn’t hesitate to run her over, then stops, and backs up on her as Ruth’s stupid zombie head gets smashed from the rear bumper of the car, he then drives forwards and backwards on zombie Ruth several times until Ruth is a flat messy inedible unidentifiable “squashed red raspberry” like pancake on the drive way.

The boy-

Fucking toothpick Ruth bitch.

Drives over her corpse several more times as we see Ruth’s corpse being squished flat like strawberry jam.

The boy-

Fucking hate that stupid toothpick cunt! Damn fucking bitch neighbor. I’m not going to give you a fucking flashback on why I hate you so much. That’s what you get for marrying officer Mike! You socially awkward bitch! BIIIITCH!

Opens the driver side window to have the boy spit at Ruth the zombie’s flattened corpse.

Sets the car to drive, and zooms away out of the drive way as a scene

CUTS TO.

C.U. of Ruth the zombie’s twitching hand. The only survivable and identifiable part of Ruth’s body, as crows descend on what’s left of her corpse.

CUT TO.

INT- CAR- DAY

Inside the driver side seat with boy driving it as zombies approach him, he doesn’t hesitate and runs them over. Blood spurts all over the windshield, the boy turns on the windshield wipers and windshield fluid to wash off the zombie blood and guts staining the car window.

Several bumps along the way as he calmly runs over the bodies without hesitation humming a random tune.

CUT TO- The boy’s father’s apartment building.

EXT- Day.

A zombie walks around randomly and suddenly BAM! Gets run over by the boy’s car he’s driving.

SLOW MO- He comes out with Eric the shotgun with his right hand and takes out “Kyle” the S&W double action handgun with his left hand to shoot the zombie he ran over with his car in the head twice to make sure its fully dead.

Re-holsters “Kyle” and goes in the apartment building

Walking normally to the apartment building.

OVER VIEW PAN viewing the boy entering the apartment building and wide shot of the apartment building as we view it from the inside as he kicks down the door of the apartment building.

O.S. noises are heard as zombie screams and flashes of guns are shot and glass and doors breaking apart as the camera just watches an apartment building outside in its “peaceful” environment as the boy climbs up the stairs humming and shooting/stabbing zombies being in his way.

CUT TO- FLASHBACK

INT. Day, home

We see that the boy is a young toddler around 3 years old playing with blocks, the dad, a fat lazy good for nothing is negligent and watching TV sleeping, like most typical negligent dads in the world today.

Suddenly another boy approximately a bit older, around 6 years of age (a play date gone bad) knocks down his blocks. The boy beckons to his dad for help, but the dad does nothing. The other boy slaps the boy and the boy cries, again, the dad does nothing.

The other boy chases the boy with a metal fork, the boy screams and gets stabbed by metal fork by the play date gone bad. Again, the dad does nothing after the boy cries, bloodied.

CUT TO- FAST FORWARD to another FLASHBACK

*May need some rewrites.

INT. TV room

-sperm donor being a passive aggressive asshole

The boy is about 5 years of age, innocent yet constantly neglected.

The boy-

Dad can you help me?

The dad looks at the boy and goes on continues his TV watching ignoring him.

Again, the boy goes up to him.

The boy-

Dad, can you help me please?

The dad gets annoyed and slaps him across the face very hard making the boy lose a tooth or two.

The boy cries and runs away getting the idea.

The boy “gets the hint”

Blood trickles on the white carpet everywhere as he runs away crying.

CUT TO.

-sperm donor being a cheap douche bag

INT. Kitchen

The boy’s birthday. He turns 10 years old.

The dad dumps a cheap plastic barbie doll on the kitchen table for his birthday. Obviously used and looked like its been chewed by a dog.

The boy looks up to his dad from the table of a shitty birthday, but the dad just walks away not saying a thing and sits back to his “lair” in the TV room doing his usual thing.

The 10-year-old boy then tears up.

The mother is heard O.S.

Mother- (O.S)

SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU STUPID RUNT! GOD DAMN YOUR CRYING ANNOYS ME!

CUT TO.

-sperm donor being rude to people weaker than him

The boy is about 13 years of age.

The boy’s dad then yells at a McDonald’s server for screwing up his order by accidently giving him the wrong burger, but forgets the boy’s happy meal and give him a fry instead, making the boy go hungry.

The boy makes a sniffle, but the boy’s dad “threatens” to slap him if he makes a “sound” the boy quickly shuts up. He then pushes the McDonald’s janitor (an elderly lady) away and she falls, hurt as the boy’s father leaves him behind the McDonald’s and everyone being mad at the boy and blaming him for having a shitty dad.

CUT TO.

-sperm donor losing his shit to the boy

The boy is about 15 years old; he accidently spills some milk on the table, the boy’s dad yells at him. Its inaudible, but its clear he’s being verbally and mentally abused harshly as the boy goes silent listening to all the yelling as the boy starts to pee his pants out of fear.

PAN TO the boy’s father exiting the room and coming back with a baseball bat chasing the boy.

The boy screams (inaudible) and camera pans to shadows as the boy’s father’s shadow beats up the 15-year-old with a baseball bat.

After few moments, the father leaves with his baseball bat with some blood trickling

CUT TO.

-sperm donor never around when he was needed like high school graduation.

INT. High school administration office

The boy graduates, sort of, but its not a very “formal” graduation, it’s a type of graduation where he has to repeat grade 12 over 2 times, and gets his diploma alone in the school office. Nobody is there for him and he’s all alone. Only his mother comes by car to pick him up not very impressed, but more annoyed.

CUT TO- POV shot of the boy

SOUNDTRACK: Turkish March by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

INT- Day, boy’s father’s apartment door. White everyday apartment door with the door number 666 written on it.

ALL IN A POV shot. We see the boy using “Lance” the baseball bat gripping it tight with both of his hands bashing the door knob of the apartment door and kicks it in. As the soundtrack “Turkish March” keeps playing.

Zombie dad comes up, he’s fat and ugly as fuck looking coming towards the boy. The boy takes Lance the baseball bat and made several swings on his zombie dad’s head and body until Lance the baseball bat breaks apart over the zombie dad’s thick skull head, still undazed. He then takes Eric the shot gun and shoots Zombie dad in the face blowing it all up. Zombie dad lies motionless on the floor bleeding out. He shoots zombie dad with Eric the shot gun in the groin area as a “double tap.” He then goes down takes “Charlotte” the K-Bar knife out of his sheath and cuts open his zombie dad’s corpse up and skins it in graphic details as the camera sees his hands doing the deed in a POV shot pulling out intestines and other guts. After a moment we see the zombie dad’s hide has been “peeled” off and the boy’s hands all bloodied.

CUT TO: medium shot of the boy, as he smiles undisturbed by all this. We do however see that he is a little bit disappointed when he realized that his zombie dad’s ear has been blown to bits, but still carries on.

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(Cont’d)

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The boy-

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CUT TO:

After a little while later, the boy then starts to wear the zombie dad’s hide and entrails on him.

The boy- (Talking to himself again)

Fuck you! There you go my fucking fat tub of lard sperm donor of a dad! You should be big and fat enough to ward off the bigger wave of zombies I’m about to go to and kill. Your worthless fucked up smelly ass skin will sort of make up for all the things you neglected as a fucking dad, you fucking piece of shit!

The boy takes out a canister of gasoline again from the duffle bag and again pours the gas all over the apartment building like he did with Alexa TransDickonitch. Also, he pulls down his pants, takes a piss and a dump on the desecrated corpse and spits on it. *No jizz this time.

CUT TO- Ext of the apartment

We see the apartment being set ablaze, and zombies are crying out in pain for some reason.

The boy stands there savoring the burning chaos.

The boy-

Burn in fucking hell dad. You fucking sperm donor. AND FUCK YOU!

CUT TO.

EXT. evening, Car driving

On the road again!

As we see the boy about to drive the car, we see him take out the zombie “death list” and crosses out his dad’s name under “fucking sperm donor.” He then writes “fuck you” on it.

He then looks and see’s his final targets: Andrew Perk and Thomas Kampi. Co-workers at his Bargain Bin thrift store.

CUT TO- Retail store- Day

EXT. of Bargain Bin thrift store parking lot area

We see a zombie with the name tag “Andrew” written on it, a fat bloated eyes bleeding walking dead monstrosity until the boy’s car runs him over.

The zombie tries to get up but gets shot by Eric the shot gun.

The boy comes up and repeatedly wastes all 5 rounds into Zombie Andrew.

The boy-

That’s for not paying me back $10 fucking dollars you owe me for lunch you fucking fat bastard! Fucking Andrew Berg. Fucking fat loser. Gave you fucking 3 months to pay me the fuck back! Fucking Andrew.

Reloads Eric the shotgun and shoots him one more time. Kicks his zombie face off so hard that the head rolls off. Pumps the shot gun and walks towards the Bargain Bin Thrift store. Soon a raven flock to zombie Andrew’s head and starts pecking at it. Zombie Andrew’s eye pops out.

CUTS TO.

INT- Bargain Bin thrift store entrance lobby area

The camera does a low pan to the boy’s bloody boots and goes pan up to him all bloodied and wearing his “sperm donor” aka dad’s hide like a jacket over him. The zombies seem to pay no special attention to him thanks to his zombie dad’s hide that seems to be masking him away from the zombies pretty well. Until…zombies are starting to come near him.

The boy-

Well fucking shit, this plan backfired.

(beat)

Okay, let’s dance zombie mother fuckers.

SOUNDTRACK: Last Resort (explicit) by Papa Roach

The boy takes off his dad’s skin/hide and starts fighting against the zombies.

The zombies come out in hordes towards him. He realizes he is outnumbered, so he goes into his duffle bag and takes out Bigger Beth the M-60 belt fed fully automatic machine gun, cocked, locked and ready to go. Aims and starts mowing down the zombies.

SLOW MO CAMERA

Zombie bodies hit the floor and then the zombies didn’t start well enough as they get dismembered by the M-60 automatic bullets spraying everywhere.

CAMERA PANS TO BOY

Smiling as he’s getting covered by zombie blood on his face.

Until

“CLICK”

Smoking barrel and the gun runs out of ammo.

The boy-

Well shit.

The boy drops Bigger Beth the M-60 and takes out Lance the baseball bat. And Daisy the sub machine gun.

He shoots at the zombies coming at him, then drops Daisy as she runs out of ammo and takes Lance the baseball bat and starts whacking zombies left and right making his way to the Bargain Bin’s back room loading dock area.

CUT TO.

INT. Bargain Bin loading dock area

A zombie sitting down in some cheap plastic lawn chair suddenly startled. We see the zombie is an elderly thin man, partially balding with a name tag “Thomas Kampi” written on it with several assorted badges of “honor,” stating he’s an MVP employee of Bargain Bin. Loud noises are heard as zombies are being killed.

The boy comes in bloodies and angry.

Zombie Thomas stands up ready to “fight.”

The boy-

Fucking Thomas, you stupid mother fucking asshole! That Employee award was supposed to belong to me you back stabbing fucking son of a bitch!

Zombie Thomas charges at him and the boy takes his bat ready to swing and rams the bad in Thomas’s gut, then the gut again then the head, making a mild Parody of Terminator 2 Judgment Day scene with Sarah Connor (Linda Hamilton) with the shotgun against the T-1000 (Robert Patrick), except Sarah is the Boy, using the baseball bat against Thomas the zombie ramming him with the baseball bat cracking and now broken, while giving the “home run” to Thomas’s head making Thomas the zombie fly to the Bargain Bin furniture grinder for discarded and unsold/unsellable furniture/products.

As Thomas the zombie lands with a huge THUD the boy quickly turns on the furniture grinder and grinds up zombie Thomas up to a bloody mash of pulp as the bones grind up in a horrific manner.

The boy smiles at Zombie Thomas’s demise.

The boy-

Fucking backstabber. They are gonna have to glue you back together in hell.

CUT TO.

EXT. Bargain bin parking lot area

AS the boy walks out of the thrift store, a huge hoard of zombies appears out of nowhere surrounding the boy.

Surprised, the boy takes out Eric, points, aims and shoots.

CLICK

Nothing. He checks his shotgun ammo bandoleer.

Nothing.

He throws Eric out of the way, and Takes out Stan the Glock 19 and Kyle the S&W, duel wields the two guns and empties the rounds killing few zombies, but runs out.

He takes out Denis the machete and has few lucky kills with it after few swipes but…

Denis the Machete gets stuck in a Zombie’s skull and gets taken out of his grip.

The boy looks into his bag and finds one last gun, the dreaded AR-15 rifle, aka. Colin.

The boy-

Okay Colin, I know I hate you a lot, but this is our fucking last stand, so make me proud now ok?

The boy takes out Colin the AR 15 rifle, loads it up, points, but its jammed.

The zombies come in closer and closer

The boy-

FUCKING COLIN! You piece of shit! Work damnit!

The boy keeps slapping Colin the AR 15 rifle so many times, until BANG!

The boy realizes he misfired and show himself literally in the foot.

The boy – (screaming in pain)

FUCKING COLIN! YOU PIECE OF SHIT GUN! FUCKING FUCK FUCKS!

Zombies crowd around him the boy winces in pain from the bullet wound and uses Colin as a baseball bat as a last-ditch effort, but Colin breaks apart easily against one Zombie’s head.

The boy-

COLIN YOU SUCK AT EVERYTHING! FUCKING PIECE OF SHIT!

Zombie undazed from the AR 15 rifle’s blow, starts biting the boy’s arm.

The boy-

OH FUCK ME!

CUT TO.

POV SHOT.

The zombies gather around him and starts tearing him apart

The boy screams

FADE TO BLACK.

CUT TO.

INT. A strange dark room, with a door with a window port in it.

The boy wakes up, but finds himself lying on a bed restrained. He starts to panic, whispers are heard, zombie moans are heard everywhere. The boy freaks out in sweat terror.

SUDDENLY

Lights.

Medium shot of the boy.

He slowly blinks from the brightness, and starts to realize he’s in some sort of hospital gown.

CUT TO.

INT. The strange room door

The door opens and comes out a somewhat friendly doctor, around his mid-50s, a typical family doctor for young children, has an earring on his left ear. A bit peculiar but friendly. He goes by the name Dr. George O’Connor.

George -

Good day.

The boy stares at him.

George-

I assume you have a lot of questions and you need some answers.

The boy-

Where am I? Am I in Hell? Am I dead?

George-

Uh, no to your last two questions, you are in the St. Paul’s hospital mental care. And I’m Doctor George by the way.

Doctor George gives a sincere smile for the boy

The boy-

Wait, so I’m in a hospital? Why am I chained up?

George-

Those restrains are for your and my safety. It seems you have done quite a lot of damage out there my friend.

The boy-

What are you talking about? There are zombies out there! It’s an apocalypse!

Doctor George writes few notes in his notebook for a moment and looks up at the boy.

George-

So, you believe there’s a zombie apocalypse? Interesting.

Son, do you understand your mental condition?

The boy-

Umm… sort of, I’m schizophrenic?

George-

Yes, well, you have a condition called paranoid schizophrenia, and when you don’t take your medication properly, it combines with a lot in hallucinate schizophrenia.

The boy-

Wait, what do you mean?

George-

What do you last remember?

The boy-

I remembered being surrounded by a lot of zombies at the Bargain Bin parking lot, and I think I died?

George-

Its rather tad bit complicated then that. We had to inject you with a lot of antipsychotic medications since its been awhile that you have been skipping out on those.

The boy-

Wait, I don’t understand? What do you mean? What's happening?

George-

Son, I want you to take a good look at this TV screen here.

A door opens and two male nurses scroll in a TV screen, like you see in a school classroom presentation, and a smartphone connected to it. They leave and close the door.

George-

You filmed a lot of things from your smartphone. Do you remember?

The boy shakes his head no.

George-

Okay, let’s take a look!

George turns on the TV and shows the boy’s first “kill” His mom, brother Jay, and his little baby sister.

CUT TO. TV screen

The TV shows a Handheld type “shaky camera”

Dissolve to

INT. Kitchen (dejavu)

We see the boy’s mother, brother Jay tied up and gagged on the chairs with duct tape. The camera is handheld for a bit but the boy places it on a stationary stand. The boy carries the baby and shoves her inside the microwave. The mother and Jay are crying and trying to plead for the baby sister’s life.

The boy shuts the microwave door on the baby and sets it up. Then he takes the baseball bat and beats up the mother with it. Screams are heard in bloody horror.

Then slowly, we see the boy with the bloody baseball bat as the soundtrack plays.

SOUNDTRACK: Moonlight Sonata by Hidden Citizens (inspired by Beethoven)

The boy takes the gag out of Jay as Jay sobbing hysterically.

Jay-

You crazy sick fucker! You’re SICK! PLEASE GET HELP! You killed our sister and mother! Why? Did you forget to take your medication? Why? Why? Why-

The boy-

Dude, you pissed your pants. HAHAHAHAHAHA!

The boy slits Jay’s throat with a butcher’s knife and stabs him several times as blood squirts everywhere on the camera. He then takes the baseball bat and beats him up to a pulp as the partial gurgling and muffled screaming commences.

CUT TO. The restrained boy

The boy watches in horror as he sees his brother being killed to death by his own hands and yet has no memory of it.

The boy-

No…. this can’t be. He was being torn apart by zombies! I saw it! His head rolled. I didn’t kill him! I couldn’t have!

Doctor George takes out something from his file folder, and throws few pictures.

We see the pictures are Jay’s decapitated head on the kitchen floor from a police crime scene investigation. The boy looks at them with horror. He sees pictures of his dead mother’s corpse bloodied and beaten up on the chair, still tied up and gagged. And finally, the baby sister’s charred corpse in the microwave.

The boy-

NO! No no no no no… they were all zombies! There’s a zombie apocalypse!

Doctor George takes an audio cassette of Doctor Goldberg’s research on the boy’s case file.

Starts playing it.

Dr. Goldberg (O.S.) –

My patient, has a severe case of paranoid schizophrenia, and when he is off his antipsychotic medication, he takes things to extreme unknowing what is real and what is fantasy. Says things that people are zombies and zombies are everywhere. From my 3 years of diagnosis of him, I feel that he has to be admitted soon. He claims in loud outburst that I’ve “used and abused him.” As if I have sexually assaulted him. He claims I have questionable innuendo sexual paraphernalia in my desk drawers. I showed him numerous times that my desk drawers have nothing in them, but he was belligerent with me that I had to call in the police to have him restrained as he threatened to take my life. The police file record of him is 10-20190423 as they just took him away. However, it seems to me that.

SUDDNELY GUN SHOTS ARE HEARD. Screaming is heard in the BG.

Dr. Goldberg (O.S.)-

Oh, dear Lord, what the hell was that?

Screams are heard in the background and shots are being fired.

Dr. Goldberg (O.S.)-

OH my God, what have you done, why are you holding that gun, where did you get that-

SHOTS are heard repeatedly, Dr. Goldberg screams in horror and pain, then knife slashes are heard.

Doctor George looks somber, then takes more photos of Dr. Goldberg’s mutilated corpse and shows it to the boy. The boy looks at them with mixed feelings.

George-

He was a good man and a good collogue. I worked with him before. Sure he has some flaws, but he’s very good with children, and from your psycho-analysis report, it was mentioned that he sexually abused you, but after 3 months of investigation, no evidence was found from that except the lesbian porn magazines found in his suitcase. I’m sorry to say, but he’s not interested in young guys like yourself. However, you did kill off a police officer by stabbing him to death in his police car and stealing his weapons before you murdered Dr. Goldberg. How you stabbed the police officer, it was reported that after he arrested you for being belligerent, you somehow produced a knife that was hidden from him.

The boy-

What? No! That’s impossible, I didn’t kill any police officers unless they were zombies, all I remembered was killing my neighbor Officer Mike the zombie and raiding the police station armory. OH wait….

CUT TO FLASHBACK.

EXT. Police Car

As we see Officer Mike about to check the boy for weapons and about to put handcuffs on him since he “escorted” the boy outside calmly.

We see the boy take a makeshift wooden shiv, the size of a small pencil out from his wallet and went for Officer Mike’s jugular.

Doctor George laughs (O.S.)

CUT TO. Present day

INT. Hospital bed room.

George-

That is the craziest idea EVER! Wow…. A zombie police officer and somehow you managed to kill him? No, what you did was murdered that poor police officer when he was unaware and stole his weapons from the police car, he was driving in. Officer Mike was it? Yes, you killed him when he was on duty and hid his body in the trunk after taking the weapons and ammo from it.

Doctor George then takes out more pictures of mutilated dead bodies that the boy killed. Sam mutilated by a machete, Ruth being run over by a car, several piles of bodies piled up and riddled with bullets and stab wounds. Blood everywhere, etc.

George-

You truly don’t remember doing any of this do you? Keep watching the TV screen, this one was very disturbing. Mind you, you did video tape this.

CUT TO. TV

We see the TV and shows Alexa crying, tied up and gagged on the bedroom floor of hers. The camera is stationary. The boy takes the machete “Denis” and cuts off Alexa’s hands and feet off. She bleeds and she screams through her gags as she cries in pain. In the background we see Alexa’s mother’s corpse mutilated and dismembered. The boy takes Alexa by the hair and sits her up on the wall before the camera. He caresses her face and takes the gag off. Alexa cries and says something to the camera.

Alexa-

I’m sorry, I’m so sorry! Jonathan, Jonathan Grossman, if you hear this, I’m sorry. I don’t think we will see our child being born, and I just want to say-

Alexa screams as the boy grabs her by the hair and throat and we see the boy’s pants are off.

Alexa (sobbing)-

I love you Jonathan!

Alexa Screams as the boy defiles her face and literally fucks it up with his jizz.

CUT TO. The restrained boy

The boy watches this all and has a hard time processing this as off screen sounds of Alexa are being heard. Yet, he looks somewhat and eerily calm.

Alexa screams some more as chainsaws are heard and gasoline has been poured O.S.

The boy’s voice from the TV is heard.

The boy (O.S.)

I’m gonna shit down and piss on you next you fucking cunt bitch!

Sounds of defecation and urinating are heard.

George-

Jonathan Grossman is very very upset with you. He has an online petition on your death sentence since you murdered his unborn child and girlfriend at the same time. Then you set her entire estate on fire. Does that not disturb you?

The boy-

What disturbs me is that someone actually fucked that girl? Wow!

George-

That’s besides the point. Listen, you did a lot of damage at the Bargain Bin store as well and you committed a lot of heinous crimes. Do you even remember what your father said to you before you murdered him too?

The boy looks at Doctor George and shakes his head to say no.

CUT TO. TV again, this time a new boy’s father came up, MEDIUM SHOT as we see the boy’s father tied up and but not gagged. The boy’s father has a sad face. A face of a man is seen before he realizes that he is going to die.

Dad-

I know I haven’t been the best father to you. I know I have failed you, your mother, your brother and sister. I know that you have become sick. I know what I will say means nothing. But I just want you to know that no matter what you do, I love you. Always and forever. You are my son, please remember that.

SUDDENLY HIS HEAD EXPLODES! As we hear a gun shot from the shot gun being blasted at point range.

Then we see the boy taking his K-bar knife “Charlotte” and licking it before he stabs his father’s corpse yelling out the “Fuck you” profanities.

CUT TO- Mental ward institute

INT. The boy’s mental ward cell.

George-

We have a lot to discuss, at the moment the media and everything has stories about you. The boy who managed to slaughter a whole town with few guns from the police car he took and went on a rampage.

SUDDENLY, a watch beep is being heard.

George-

Our time is up. For the record, there is no zombie apocalypse. You were just subdued by the SWAT team after they used non-lethal stun guns on you.

The doctor leaves and the boy begin to realize what’s happening as he leaves and shuts the door. Zombies take him and Doctor George screams out in horror as he is being ripped up to shreds by the zombies. Blood everywhere. Zombies with bloodied eyes appear and starts to come into the boy’s room as he’s still restrained.

The boy-

WAIT! I DON’T WANT TO BE ALONE! PLEASE!!!!!!!!!! DON’T LEAVE ME!!!!!!!!!!!AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

PAN OUT.

The camera pans out of the room, the door of the Insane Asylum closes behind then out of the dirty hall ways of the insane ward and as the camera pans out, we see the lights start dimming and fade to black. Zombie moans and more screaming are heard by the boy.

SOUNDTRACK: Painted Black by Rolling Stones, or the Valerie Broussard’s version of Painted black.

Open closing Credits

END

Author’s note: I wrote this horror script/story as a “what if” I did not accept Jesus as my Lord and savior at age 19 and get changed by him (2 Corth 5:17). I wondered, how different my life would have been if I kept hold on to my mental issue and rejected Jesus? What if I kept on dwelling onto this mental illness back then and did not give it to the foot of the cross. What if I did not learn to forgive those who wronged me? To simply just “let go?” Call it a testimony, if you will. Enjoy.