Brethren - pages 85-89

INT. RESTAURANT - MINUTES LATER

The suits sit handcuffed in the middle of the room. Vlad,
holding a shotgun, paces around them. However, only the
White Suit seems ok, the others are slumped over.

VLAD
Ok, who wants to tell me where my
son's being held?

Mr. McAnn, with a bloody chest, is handcuffed on a chair in
the corner. Thom stuffs a lit cigarette into Mr. McAnn's
mouth.

MR. MCANN
I can't believe you shot me.

THOM
You'll be fine. Consider it
payback for the time your 7.59
buddies shot me.

Vlad begins tapping the shotgun into his hand.

VLAD
Come on, I'm not hearing any
answers.

WHITE SUIT
You're never getting anything out
of me you damn bloodsucker. You
might as well kill me now.

Vlad draws closer to the White Suit.

VLAD
Oh really?

WHITE SUIT
Go ahead, I'm not afraid of you.

Vlad pulls back and nods.

VLAD
Yeah, I figured that, so I called a
few of my friends.

Suddenly, Jackson and a few large, Black bodyguards burst
through the door.

JACKSON
Yo, Vlad, this the fucking racist.

Vlad nods.

JACKSON (CONT'D)
Well, it's time to show him what we
like to do to racists in the
ghetto.

The White Suit cringes.



EXT. RESTAURANT - NIGHT

Vlad and Thom stand next to a tied up Mr. McAnn who smokes a
cigarette on the sidewalk. Jackson and his bodyguards exit.

Jackson hands Vlad a piece of paper.

JACKSON
Got it. He squealed like a little
bitch.

VLAD
Nice. Although, I am kind of
disturbed that he's more afraid of
a black man than a vampire.

JACKSON
Hey, what can you say, I'm from the
street.

VLAD
Aren't you from Orange County?

Jackson smiles and holds his finger to his lips.

Thom lights a cigarette and places it into Mr. McAnn's mouth.

THOM
You should heal up before daylight.
That should give you enough time to
clean up. You can call the cops on
us if you want, but you'll have a
lot more questions to answer than
us.

MR. MCANN
I still can't believe you're
working with our enemy.

THOM
I didn't want to believe you were
7.59.

MR. MCANN
We share a common enemy, why
wouldn't they be my friends. Look
at that bloodsucker. In the old
days, there would be nothing but
hate between you.

Thom takes a step away.

MR. MCANN (CONT'D)
That's what a real son of mine
would feel.

Thom turns around and glares Mr. McAnn in the eyes.

THOM
You want to know what I hate?

MR. MCANN
Yes, everything I stand for and
believe.

THOM
No, I hate myself.

Mr. McAnn seems taken aback.

THOM (CONT'D)
You don't know how many night I
cried, praying that I could just be
like everyone else.

Thom turns around and dries a tear from his eye.

THOM (CONT'D)
Well, I can't. All I can do the
right thing.
(to Vlad and Jackson)
Come on.

Thom storms away.

Vlad and Jackson, both shocked, follow Thom.

Mr. McAnn slumps his head.



INT. BELIAL'S OFFICE - NIGHT

Mina creeps into the room and looks from side to side. The
room appears empty.

Mina hurries to Robert's desk.

Mina sits on the chair and begins searching through the
papers.



EXT. POLICE STATION - ENTRANCE - NIGHT

Thom drives Vlad to the front of the police station. Thom
exits, followed by Vlad.

VLAD
Why aren't we rescuing my son?

THOM
They could have a lot of men. We
could use a SWAT team.

Vlad pauses a second, and then nods.

Thom walks toward the entrance.

Suddenly, Vlad grabs Thom's shoulder.

VLAD
Something's not right. Look at the
officers.

A few Police enter the Police Station. The Police focus
straight ahead, not looking to either side.

VLAD (CONT'D)
I think they're...

LT. MURRAY (O.S.)
Hello, Agent McAnn.

Thom and Vlad turn to see Lt. Murray standing behind them.
Lt. Murray has a glazed over look in his eye.

LT. MURRAY (CONT'D)
What brings you to my station
tonight.

Thom eyes dart left.

THOM
We were going to check the video
again. Maybe we missed something.

LT. MURRAY
Our best people are working on
that, you don't have to worry.
(to Vlad)
The best thing you can do is wait
and let us do our job.

VLAD
Alright, but tell me if you hear
anything.

LT. MURRAY
You can wait inside if you want.

VLAD
Alright, thank you.

Lt. Murray nods and walks to the entrance.

Vlad pulls Thom behind their car.

VLAD (CONT'D)
He's under a vampire's control!
All of them are! This is getting
way out of hand.

THOM
But we could use backup. Can we
trust them?

A cell phone buzzes. Vlad lifts his cell phone, which reads,
"1 Text Message from Mina."

Vlad presses the buttons on his cellphone. As he reads, Vlad
grits his teeth.

VLAD
No.