Thursday 2 August 2012

Genesis


1 EXT. UNDERNEATH A BRIDGE OVER A CANAL. NIGHT 0300                1

An albino woman’s naked body washes up against the embankment, she is face first in the water, and a woman unseen sees the body and screams.

2 EXT. UNDERNEATH A BRIDGE OVER A CANAL. NIGHT 0430                2

The Albino woman is now covered with a white sheet and the scene is illuminated with blue and white flashing lights, there is a number of police milling around the area in white hazardous material suits picking up all kinds of forensic evidence inside a cordon-off the area with police tape. Outside the area, HARRY BANTER, a short balding man with a moustache is rubbing his chin, looking upset and clearly in deep thought. A friendly voice knocks him out of his deep thoughts.

SUZANNE
Harry! What’s the score here? What was so important that I had to be prised out of bed?

SUZANNE SHIERS is a small dark haired woman who walks with more power and confidence than is expected for her size. She looks young compared to her partner.
HARRY looks to his partner with an ashen face, takes a deep breath.

HARRY
This woman was found an hour and a half ago by a local. There’s no clothes or items in the area, it seems she was dumped here not long ago because she’s recently dead… and I’d say she was dumped not too long before she was found… We’ve got no idea who she is…

SUZANNE sighs irritably, ignorant of her partner’s obvious worry.

SUZANNE
Well get her finger prints to the lab and...

HARRY cuts her off.

HARRY
There are none.

SUZANNE
What?! No one took any yet? Christ do I have to do

HARRY cuts her off again

HARRY
There ARE none… she doesn’t have fingerprints.

SUZANNE looks confused

SUZANNE
What? You mean they were scrubbed off or burnt off. What about her teeth or DNA?

HARRY paces up and down, anxiety getting the grip of him

HARRY
No Suzy…She HAS no fingerprints, her fingers are fine but for… for some damn reason she just doesn’t have any! Her teeth are like children’s milk teeth and her blood sample….Well; I’d hesitate to even call it blood…

SUZANNE mouth drops open slightly, a number of forensics are now looking over at the attention drawn by HARRY’S outburst.

HARRY
Her blood was clear…like water… I’ve never seen anything like this… If she’s human I wouldn’t like to say, there is a blunt trauma against her head so it’s defiantly murder… but whether it’s murder of a person or… or a thing I don’t know.

SUZANNE walks over to the body, ducking up the police tape and pulls the sheet off the body, the pale white eyes stare into nothing.

SUZANNE
My god, what have we found?

SUZANNE takes a deep breath and covers the body again, then turns to all the assembled force.

SUZANNE
Right everyone! I want every flat with a view of this area and the surrounding streets knocked on, if people have seen anything, and I mean anything! If a blind man heard a mouse sneeze I want to know, and I want to know it yesterday!

The assembled police spur into a faster gear of action as someone properly takes charge.

TITLE SEQUENCE.

3 INT. FORENSICS LAB MORNING 0730     3

JOHNATHEN IRAZ stands taller than most of his peers and his white lab coat doesn’t fit him that well while he works on the albino woman’s body, is scraping out the fingernails for dirt and HARRY and SUZANNE walk into the room. The room is brightly lit with halogen bulbs in some areas and others darker, as the two approach the operating table, HARRY is the first to speak up.

HARRY
Found anything yet Johnny?

JOHNATHON
Well, you were right; this certainly is an odd case. (BEAT) The body, despite looking like a twenty-year-old woman, is in pristine condition.

SUZANNE butts in

SUZANNE
What’s wrong with that?

JOHNATHON grins darkly

JOHNATHON
If I were to cut you open right now, we could guess you age by the deterioration in your organs because, as the old cliché goes, once you’re born your start dying.

SUZANNE blushes slightly, her authority in this situation taken away from her. HARRY smiles at this.

SUZANNE
I see, Carry on…

JOHNATHON
All of this woman’s organs look like they’ve never even been used; if I were a little more macabre (BEAT, IN WHICH JOHNATHON SMILES DARKLY FOR A BRIEF MOMENT) I would say that she’d be worth millions on the black market. You don’t get adult organs in this condition.

The three look at each other, mulling this over, then HARRY turns to JOHNATHON

HARRY
So what are you saying Johnny? That we’ve got a dead woman in her twenties who never used her organs?

JOHNATHON
No, I’m saying you’ve got a woman who looks like she’s in her twenties, who was probably never alive. This isn’t the only interesting thing, I pumped her stomach and found…

JOHNATHON turns his back to HARRY and SUZANNE to show them a jar full of clear liquids.

JOHNATHON
Aside from the occasional seepage of canal water into her system, her stomach was mainly full of formaldehyde…

HARRY frowns, taking the jar and looking at it

HARRY
What, like that nutter who puts animals into big glass cases? (BEAT) Is he a suspect now?

SUZANNE
Hirst, he’s called Damien Hirst and if so, he’s taken a bizarre new twist in art.

JOHNATHON
I don’t think he’ll be winning the Turner prize for this any time soon.






4. EXT. ALLEY WAY BETWEEN FLATS, AFTERNOON.                                             4

HARRY and SUZANNE walk down the alley, Approaching a VAGRANT who is sat on the floor next to a uniformed police officer who is standing

SUZANNE
You’ve claimed that you saw someone carrying a large bag in the middle of the night, Correct?

The VAGRANT gives them a toothless grin

VAGRANT
Mighta’ done…

SUZANNE sighs irritably and drops a five pound note into the man’s lap

SUZANNE
That’s all you’ll get if what you don’t tell me something worthwhile

VAGRANT
Well, it were sometime of the night… I dunno what time cuz I was getting pissed, but I saw a small looking bloke… ‘E was ‘avin an ‘ard time lifting this bag as well, but you see some funny things at this time of night… never thought much of it.

The VAGRANT looks at Suzanne expectantly, yet she just looks back. The VAGRANT frowns briefly, the pipes up.

VAGRANT
Oh and it were a Chinese Feller too! I think… can’t be too sure these days.

SUZANNE nods to the man and drops a twenty pound note into his lap, then turns to HARRY

SUZANNE
Now we have something to work too, put out a search in the local area for men of East Asian descent, it’s not much, but it’s something to start on.

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