JASON TAKES MANHATTAN THE SERIES

SEASON ONE

EPISODE ONE

The Day After

Written By

Brandon Noel Keith

May 1st-7th, 2008

WE OPEN ON: MANHATTAN, NEW YORK- Black Night

EXT. ALLEYWAY- Dead End

A familiar young man and woman rush to a set of closed gates! Finding a way through is seemingly impossible. They then rush towards the way they had come… but find it blocked off, just as well. By JASON VOORHEES! Standing there in slick black attire. Black gloves. With a really white hockey mask over his face.

Rennie Wickham, the woman… and Sean Robertson, the man… look on in shock! Jason walks his way towards them. Advancing with such a simple set of leg motions. Rennie and Sean run to the dead end and begin to enter the undergrounds through a sewer hole.

CUT TO: SEWER SYSTEM

EXT. TUNNEL ONE, Ladder

Rennie descends, quickly but carefully. She moves out of the way… as now Sean descends just the same. They now run out of sight.

Down the way… they run together, and side by side! Footsteps in the dirty layer of water. Darkness surrounds them. And the only lights that brighten their way are dim. Back to the ladder. Jason is climbing down. From his waist down, we see… and he simply walks out of sight.

Once again, Rennie and Sean make their way down the tunnel. This time approaching the end. Splashes at their feet. Out of pitch black, Jason steps through an oil grit separator.

Now, at the end of the first tunnel… Rennie and Sean are confronted by a man in uniform! Coveralls, hard hat… and a wrench in hand! Rennie and Sean halt in shock!

SANITATION WORKER: What are you kids doing down here?

SEAN: (hunched over- out of breath) Can you help us get out of here?!

SANITATION WORKER: (grabbing tool box) Sure can, but we don’t have a minute to spare!

SEAN: What do you mean?

SANITATION WORKER: Toxic waste, son! The sewer flood’s out with the stuff every night at midnight! Less than TEN minutes from now. Come on.

He begins to walk away, and the scared pair follow him.

INT. TUNNEL TWO

Down the tunnel… the three walk. On and on down the way. But then they comes to a turn, just about to pass it by… when JASON jumps out and takes hold the sanitation worker!

Sean is KNOCKED unconscious against the wall! He slides down, with Rennie backing away screaming! Jason pulls the other man away, snatching the wrench out of his quivering right hand. Rennie looks to Sean and then to a well-lit well. And the screams of the sanitation worker are heard!

We see the shadows of he and Jason! Jason raises the wrench slowly, and the man just looks up… letting out a scream not quite complete. And then the wrench is brought down, striking the man’s head! A SPLASH of blood on the wall.

Now Jason steps out around the corner. Rennie begins to crouch down as Jason raises the bloody wrench to Sean. Then FLASH! Jason is lit up, and he stops dead in his tracks. Rennie aims the beam of a flashlight at him. His head jerking right at Rennie. A brief pause.

Jason starts walking her way. Rennie runs the other way! Jason moves on at such a slow pace. Determined with bloody wrench in hand. Walking on into the darkness.

INT. TUNNEL THREE

Rennie turns the corner. She runs forth, hoping Jason gets lost between her and Sean. Then she turns another corner and puts her back to the corner wall. She squats down slowly. Closing her eyes, but then noticing a barrel of toxic waste. Rotting from severe nightly submergence.

We pan away from Rennie as she begins to pound the top of the barrel with the flashlight. Jason is walking right towards us. And his head turns to Rennie CHARGING out from behind the corner, with the barrel in hands! And she JERKS IT right at his face! Jason’s face is wasted with the toxic chemicals inside!

A HORRID scream follows from behind the white hockey mask! Jason drops the wrench and begins to tear the mask away from his steaming face! Rennie SCREAMS at the sight! Behind that mask, now lying at Jason’s feet… is a melted glob. Like someone had too much fun playing with ice cream.

Jason just stands there in screaming shock with his right hand up, but not touching his pain stricken mug. Rennie runs past him! Off and away like it was her last chance!

INT. TUNNEL TWO

Rennie runs right up and kneels by Sean, still out of it.

RENNIE: Sean, get up! (lights above shake- rushing liquid is coming) Get up, Sean!

Sean is awake, but clearly whoosy. Rennie manages to get him to his feet. The two stumble another way now. They see Jason rub against a tunnel wall… stumbling himself along half blind.

INT. LADDER TWO

Rennie and Sean hold on to the bottom of this ladder. They start climbing, Sean first. Jason is only getting closer.

From afar… rushing toxic waste is making it’s way! Filling the entire tunnel! Jason reaches the bottom of the ladder… and he grabs Rennie’s legs. She hugs tight against Sean… who’s pushing the locked grate blocking their way.

The toxic waste is rushing closer with each passing second! Jason weakly fiddles with Rennie’s legs, then stops. He turns his head around.

He’s immediately taken over by the waste! With such an impact, Jason hits the corner… with Rennie and Sean rising as high as they can. Trapped with a most dangerous pool below them. But then it drains away a moment or two later.

Jason is now a little boy in short trunks. Barely breathing. Probably sleeping, or just at rest. Rennie and Sean look down in horror. Then a tapping above. The pair look up to see a dirty old bum with scraggly face hair and a worn brown hat on his head stare down at them.

OLD BUM: Hello! Heh… hello?!

RENNIE: Help us! Please. Get us out of here!

OLD BUM: (standing up) Yeah, okay.

SEAN: (beat and breathing heavily) Thank you!

Back to where the boy had been, but is no longer! Maybe he dropped off the side into the waste pool. But a black stained hockey mask floats by nevertheless.

CUT TO: ALLEYWAY- Opposite Side Behind Dive’s Diner

Rennie and Sean walk with the bum. He leads the couple over to an open dumpster. The old man reaches in with his right hand. He starts digging in. Rennie and Sean wait curiously.

RENNIE: I’m so tired.

SEAN: We’ve been awake for almost two days.

BUM: What were you two… do-doing down there, anyway? (a short pause- they’re not answering) You two must not be from around here. You two must be lucky. Lucky daredevils and toxic waste… floo-flooding. Flooding?

SEAN: No, sir. (hunched over- hands on his knees) We’re just very tired.

RENNIE: (demanding) We need a safe place to sleep.

The old bum now pulls out a black digital watch. He shakes off a crumbled piece of paper, stained yellow.

OLD: Yeah, okay.

CUT TO: ABANDONED BUILDING

INT. EMPTY ROOM

A messy room with nothing but garbage lying about. A tipped over silver trash can and a mess of empty beer cans before it on the ground. The old bum stands by the door, behind the darkness as Rennie and Sean walk out into the middle of the room, hand in hand.

SEAN: (turning around- to the bum) Thank you.

The old bum nods, and walks away. Back out into the alley. Rennie and Sean now lie down on a thick blanket in the corner. They settle down peacefully, then turn to face each other, on their sides. They look into each other’s eyes… then close them, finally falling asleep.

CUT TO: SEWER SYSTEM- Moments Later

INT. TUNNEL TWO- Ladder Two

The old bum is now climbing down the ladder. A view from below. He climbs down and slowly taps his left foot on the soaked sewer floor. He sighs, now dropping off the ladder.

He dusts his hands off one another, looking up. He then looks down one end of the tunnel. A moment’s pause, as he now walks down the way. He reads his digital watch. Reading “12:09 PM- Sat. 14^th”. Down tunnel two he continues to walk.

We now hold on the blackened white hockey mask. It lies face up beside a corner down the tunnel. The old bum approaches it… slowing down his pace. He now stops, kneeling down. A little laugh escapes his mouth.

The old man picks the mask up, standing up… not realizing JASON VOORHEES stands behind him. From the neck down we see him. And the bum’s face suddenly turns cold. He spins around and looks up. An immediate gasp as the mask falls!

Jason’s hands reach and clamp onto both sides of the bum’s head! The bum’s head is RIPPED RIGHT OFF his shoulders!

CUT TO: TIMES SQUARE- Sunrise

EXT. DIVE’S DINER- Around the Corner

CAPTION: Six Hours Later

Rennie and Sean walk around this corner. Looking to each other and smiling. It’s got to be over now. Sean raises hand, and in the open palm… is a gold necklace with a little Statue of Liberty charm attached.

SEAN: (smiling) I hear there’s a statue here that’s twenty-two stories tall.

Rennie smiles back. Sean attaches the necklace around her neck… and the couple move out onto the sunlit area. They look up and stop at the sight of all the Times Square wonder. Then the couple embrace.

Rennie holds him tight, her eyes closed. Then her eyes widen! She looks down and gawks at something!

RENNIE: Toby!

Sean turns around and immediately grins at an Australian Shepherd. Rennie kneels before it, and Sean does too. They caress it for a moment, before rising.

Now this trio starts walking down the sidewalk as we pan high. To the center of Times Square in all it’s mass. Closing in on them now. They walk past a few strange men in grey business suits. One of them carries a briefcase.

BRIEFCASE MAN: Move it!

Rennie and Sean stop to look back at this man in a hurry. Then a woman, who looks like quite the whore in high heels, squats down face to face with Toby.

BLOND WHORE: Ooooh, what a cute, little… doggy! (scratching under Toby’s chin) You’re so handsome! I LOVE YOU, yes I do! (Toby shows his teeth, then growls) Oh! (she stands up) Well, aren’t you friendly!

RENNIE: (under her breath- kindly) Excuse us, ma’am.

Rennie fakes a smile, just trying to get by.

BLOND WHORE: (right hand on Sean’s chest) Hey, now… honey. If you’ve got the money… I can give you anything you want!

SEAN: I don’t want anything from you. Excuse us, please.

Sean walks around her. She puts on a frown and raises her right middle finger to them as they walk away. Now the whore starts walking on her way.

Back to Rennie and Sean making their way through Times Square. Several vehicles pass them by. We notice Rennie keeping a close eye on Toby, who’s walking by her side.

SEAN: We’ll just take a little trip to the island. Get things off our minds. (Sean glances behind a second) I think he’s wasted.

RENNIE: All we have to do is get lost. Even if he survived, he’ll never find us on the other side of the city. (pausing) Right?

SEAN: (hesitating) Yeah!

A longer pause as the Crystal Lake trio walk in silence.

SEAN: (cont.) I guess I should look for a job today.

RENNIE: Aren’t we going back to Crystal Lake?

SEAN: Rennie…

Sean stops her. He holds her hands up. Toby tries to stay between them as the pedestrians hustle by.

SEAN: (cont.) You know our dream we had? When we could afford to live here, we would?

RENNIE: I didn’t know if you remembered. We were kids.

SEAN: I just think, since we’re all ready here… we could do our best to make a living. Maybe it’s a… a sign from God?

RENNIE: (unsure) Sean.

SEAN: We survived one Hell of a trip. I really think it’s time to look forward to the future. (Toby barks) See?

RENNIE: (smiling) Why don’t we talk about it later?

Rennie and Sean lean in and kiss.

CUT TO: DIVE’S DINER

EXT. ALLEYWAY

The blond whore steps into the alleyway. She slows down, walking up to a dumpster. She then spots the open sewer hole. Then she looks into the abandoned building, behind this diner.

BLOND WHORE: You in here, yah bum? Come on, I’m waiting! (no answer- only a big empty room) Third time’s the charm!

She leans back out and her eyes DART to the streets, as four punks walk by. One of which carries a boom box under his right arm. They laugh and bicker to one another. The whore is scared, now stepping away.

She steps right into another woman carrying a big bag of garbage! A shorter woman in an apron. A Dive’s Diner employee, no doubt. They stand back to have a look at one another. The whore and the waitress.

WAITRESS: What do you think you’re doing?!

WHORE: Looking for money, honey! You got some?

WAITRESS: (walking to dumpster) Why don’t you beat it?

WHORE: (watching her) Because you ain’t got nothin’ to beat!

The waitress drops the bag in the dumpster.

WHORE: (cont.) Except maybe that ugly mug o’yoors!

The waitress doesn’t even bother making more eye contact. She turns from the dumpster, and back to the back door.

WAITRESS: (eyes aimed low) Look who’s talking.

The whore just barely laughs at this as the waitress starts back inside.

WAITRESS: (cont.) Stupid cunt.

Now the whore steps back, accidentally dropping a leg down into the sewer hole! An immediate scream of sudden pain in her vaginal region. Something had to have been damaged… dropping like she did on the concrete. And now she’s stuck!

CUT TO: SEWER SYSTEM

INT. TUNNEL TWO- Ladder Two

SOMEONE’S POV.

Something approaches the injured left leg dangling. Step after step, it’s right under it and looking up.

OUT OF POV.

A familiar, and grotesque arm reaches up. The torn and black gloved right hand takes a tight hold on the whore’s left ankle!

EXT. ALLEYWAY

The blond whore gasps! Her eyes get wide, full of fear.

INT. TUNNEL TWO- Ladder Two

We watch as this arm RIPS the whore’s left leg from her body! Just a tug, it seemed… did the trick. Now the corpse falls down! SLAMMING DOWN upon the sewer floor. A slam of the sewer opening being closed. The lid shutting.

The attacker is unseen… but it’s still quite clear who’s doing this. And he grabs a handful of the blond hair… and continues to DRAG the screaming whore down the tunnel way!

EXT. ALLEYWAY

The waitress steps back out, right hand on the door handle. She looks left. She looks right. Nothing out of the ordinary. Now she steps back, closing the door behind her.

INT. TUNNEL TWO

Down the stretch of dark path, the one-legged blond whore is bleeding severely from the lower wound. Tears down her face cheeks, as she holds onto the unseen assailant’s right arm. She dragged right up to the corpse of the old bum. Lying dead next to the hockey mask.

Now Jason looks down at her. And she looks up with such a terrified expression upon her. Even in the sewer shadows… Jason’s facial disfigurement bumps the terror into full gear. He reaches down, but she pulls a Bowie knife from seemingly out of nowhere! She STICKS Jason in the forearm of the hand that keeps her from running.

An under the breath growl from the attacker. He lets the woman go, now pulling the hunting knife from his forearm. The whore drops to her back, almost unconscious from the loss of blood. But she rolls onto her big chest, and tries to crawl away.

BLOND WHORE: (drooling) Please, don’t do this! Please.

Jason hunches over, knife tightly in right hand. He STICKS her in back! A slight grunt later, and he pulls it up alongside her back bone! More screams commence, as her backside is split open slowly. Blood spilling out. She’s dead as the blade reaches just below the neck. Then Jason pulls the Bowie knife out.

We hold on the whore’s corpse. Jason walks right to the bum’s body and his torn head lying nearby. Jason bends down and picks up the hockey mask. Now he places it over his semi-melted face. He turns back to the dead woman… and we finally get our next glimpse of him ready. Ready for the next nightfall. And his next night on the town.

CUT TO: WEST SIDE HIGHWAY- Several Minutes Later

INT. TAXI CAB

The taxi driver is a middle-aged quiet grump from the looks of it. But we pan back to Rennie and Sean sitting comfortably. They hold hands. Each looking out a window.

SEAN: Look, Rennie… I don’t want to upset you. But when the time comes we have to explain things… just let me handle it. Okay?

RENNIE: I don’t know if it’ll work out that way, but okay.

SEAN: Thank you.

Sean pulls Rennie’s left hand up and kisses her knuckles.

CUT TO: THE DOCKS- Brighter Morning

EXT. STREET

The yellow taxi cab pulls up to a complete stop. There’s a sudden pause, and we just wait. Sean is seen inside the car handing the driver a wad of bills.

Now Rennie steps out slowly. Sean does the same. Both doors slam shut, one right after the other. Now the cab drives on down the road. Rennie waits for Sean, and they take each other’s sweaty hands again. Walking onto a sidewalk.

EXT. DOCK ONE

Rennie and Sean look out onto the water. There’s a tour boat pulling up. Much smaller than that of a cruise ship. Sean and Rennie look at each other… then walk up to it.

A thin, old captain man walks up to the edge and puts his hands on the rail. He looks down at Rennie and Sean on the dock… looking up at him.

TOUR BOAT CAPTAIN: (calling down) Good morning! Either of you two wouldn’t happen to be looking for a job, would you?

SEAN: (calling up- smiling) As a matter of fact, I am!

TOUR BOAT CAPTAIN: (calling down) I don’t suppose you have any experience there, sonny?

SEAN: (calling up) My father was a Captain!

The tour boat captain nods for a second. Looking at Rennie.

TOUR BOAT CAPTAIN: (to Sean) Come on up!

The captain walks out of sight and Sean looks at Rennie looking at him. Sean just shrugs. Rennie smiles at him.

CUT TO: TOUR BOAT

EXT. DECK

Rennie stands off to the side. She looks at the water’s surface over the edge. Sean and the thin captain stand by the control room door.

TOUR BOAT CAPTAIN: The name’s Hank Petty.

SEAN: (putting open hand out) Sean Robertson.

HANK: (shaking Sean’s hand) Well, look Sean. I can give a day’s pay. If you really want the job.

SEAN: (hands free) Do we tour around the cities?

HANK: Mostly to Liberty Island.

SEAN: (smiling) Yes, I kind of figured. My girlfriend, Rennie and I… well, we were… I was…

HANK: (interrupting) You want to show your girl a grand sight up close. (looking at Rennie) I’m sure she’ll love it. (Rennie turns- eye contact is made) Yes, and… (looking back at Sean) Your father was a captain?

SEAN: Yes. (looking in the control room) So! When do we get started?

HANK: (almost laughing) Eager, aren’t yah? (hand on Sean’s shoulder) Come on.

Hank leads Sean into the control room.

INT. CONTROL ROOM

And up to the controls, themselves. Sean looks nervous for only a moment. Hank stands behind as Sean tightens his lips. He looks back at the captain looking right at him. A moment’s wait. Perhaps a little awkward.

FLASH TO- A Minute Later

The tour boat sailing away from the docks. Sean is seen at the controls… behind the glass overlooking the touring journey waters ahead.

Back in the control room itself. Sean is taking the boat an on easy voyage. He’s clearly becoming more and more confident. Captain Hank Petty walks up and stands on his left side. Looking out with his hands moving behind his back. He looks at… Captain Sean Robertson.

HANK: That a boy.

CUT TO: SEWER SYSTEM- A Bit Later

INT. TUNNEL THREE- Badly Lit

Jason walks down the mostly unlit way. Step after step… coming right at us with all his might and size. With that white and charred hockey mask. A little splash here, a little splash there… at his feet.

CUT TO: TIMES SQUARE- Above

EXT. ALLEYWAY TWO

The punk gang of four crowd around the widest area. With a few toxic waste drums standing in corners. Windows into the two buildings on each side of them. Trash on shadowy grounds. And the sunlight high above them. Shining atop the tall buildings.

The lead punk, a boy with a bandana atop his head, pulls out a needle of some drug or another. It looks like poisonous urine. Slightly greenish… yellow. He sticks it in his left forearm. The faces of the other three punks just watching. And clearly waiting their turn for a little bit of the… good stuff.

Pan away from them… over to another grating. Jason’s masked face is seen from below. Looking up at them. We notice the stalker beneath… cocking his head to the right in curiosity. A very brief wait… then it’s back to the gang.

BANDANA PUNK: Free shit’s the best.

MOHAWK PUNK: (taking needle) Yeah. That’s right!

Before Mohawk can inject… the four are turning to one end of the alley. To a street where a squad car drives by slowly. Ever so slowly, possibly checking on the gang. No doubt… as the gang creep back. Eyes on the car now rolling out of sight.

BANDANA PUNK: (looking to Mohawk) Yah through?

MOHAWK PUNK: (dropping the needle) Shit!

Mohawk crouches down. He grabs the half empty needle off the sewer lid. There’s no one below this time. Mohawk stands back up as the other three stand in wait.

BALD PUNK: (shifting lips) I don’t feel like it anymore. That was too close.

BANDANA PUNK: Don’t by a pussy!

BALD PUNK: I’m serious.

The Buzzcut punk, the fourth and final punk, looks behind him. Back to the street where the squad car passed by.

BUZZCUT PUNK: I don’t want to go to jail, fool.

BANDANA PUNK: (taking needle from Bald Punk) Whatever!

The punks walk away. We pan back down to the sewer lid.

CUT TO: TOUR BOAT- A Bit Later

INT. CONTROL ROOM

Sean is still at the controls. Hank is still by his left side. Yet, Rennie is now on his right side.

RENNIE: (excited) We made it!

SEAN: (looking at her- big grin) Yeah!

Sean quickly looks back at the water between the boat and LIBERTY ISLAND. The Statue of Liberty is an amazing sight.

HANK: Well, done.

SEAN: Thanks, Hank! It’s been a pleasure.

HANK: You are taking the job, aren’t you?

SEAN: It all depends if Rennie and I can afford a one bedroom apartment some place close. You think so?

HANK: Fifteen dollars an hour.

Sean nods, pulling the boat up to a stop. Ever so slowly.

HANK: (cont.) It’s a deal then?

FLASH TO-

The boat halting before Liberty Island.

FLASH BACK TO- Tour Boat Control Room

Sean lets go the controls and looks at Hank.

SEAN: You got a deal.

Hank smiles. Then Rennie smiles.

HANK: It’s all open now. Have fun. (walking away) Be ready in an hour.

RENNIE: Aren’t you coming with us?

The captain is by a door. He opens it and we see a mirror.

HANK: (looking back) I see it at least once a day. It’s great. But now I’ve got to drop a pound or two.

Hank smiles, stepping in the small room with the mirror. He shuts the door behind him.

CUT TO: LIBERTY ISLAND

EXT. FIELD

A few storm clouds scattered over the once sunny morning sky. Stepping off the long dock now, and far from the tour boat behind them, Rennie and Sean walk across the way. Looking up at the enormous statue. It’s left side. An awestricken pair of faces.

Now a slowly moving close-up of the statue’s head. Back to Rennie and Sean walking around and looking up to it from the front side. They just look up in amazement.

RENNIE: It’s beautiful.

Another pause. Rennie pulls up the charmed necklace and takes a close look at it grinning. She looks to Sean, who looks at her. Their smiles are gone. Now a deep stare.

SEAN: (Eyes locked) You’re beautiful.

The couple lock lips. A long kiss into the middle of the day. We begin to pan way. Then we FADE OUT.

The End- Brandon Noel Keith/May 7^th, 2008