Batman

INT. BATCAVE

The Batcave is dark and filed with advanced technology including huge monitors; which, Bruce Wayne stands in-front of.

On the monitor, The Penguin is holding a GCPD officer with a gun to his head.

PENGUIN

Batman, you hide away like a coward in the

dark. I will tell you exactly where I am. Come to

my club, The Iceberg Lounge, and face me. If you don't

get here soon, expect to see pig brains all over the VIP

lounge.

The transmission ends.

Alfred, the butler, walks up behind Bruce.

Alfred

Obviously, he is setting a trap for you sir.

Bruce

He thinks he has the upper hand. That's what

puts him in a disadvantage.

ALFRED

Sir, please be careful. Your bravado will

be the end of you one day. I don't want tonight

to be the night I have been dreading for so long.

BRUCE

Relax, old man. It's The Penguin.

Bruce presses a button on a complex-looking panel.

A rectangular booth rises out of the floor.

The front of the box slides back into the floor to reveal the batsuit.

Bruce walks into the box and the door rises back up to close.

ALFRED

Also, sir, it's tax season so should I just

get that done for you or would you like to 

handle it?

The door opens. Now, Bruce is Batman.

BATMAN

(in a deeper voice)

You handle it. I can't stand seeing them take

my money the way they do. I use that to 

create jobs.

The incredibly expensive looking Batmobile drops from the ceiling on a platform hanging by wires.

ALFRED

Of course, sir. I'll have it taken care of.

Batman leaps into the Batmobile.

The engine roars.

The floor rotates his car to face the waterfall-hidden exit.

INT. BATMOBILE

Batman guns the accelerator.

The car screams through the waterfall.

ZZZWAP! (or crash sound)

EXT. STREET OUTSIDE OF BATCAVE - NIGHT

The Batmobile has crashed into a Prius and both cars have stopped.

The Prius has a smashed back passenger side and has spun around.

A man in his mid-thirties steps out of the car ranting and appears to not be hurt.

ANGRY MAN

Are you kidding me? Look at my freaking car!

Batman gets out of his vehicle.

The angry man walks toward the Batmobile.

BATMAN

That was my fault. I didn't see you coming.

ANGRY MAN

Yeah, no duh it was your fault! Did you just

drive out of a freaking waterfall?

BATMAN

(evasively)

No. I was turning on to the road from the side and

wasn't paying attention.

ANGRY MAN

Your car is covered in water?

BATMAN

I just had it washed.

The angry man pulls out his cell phone.

BATMAN

What are you doing?

ANGRY MAN

(with the phone to his ear)

I'm calling the cops.

BATMAN

Wait, I can pay for the damages. Just give me

your info.

Angry man puts his phone back in his pocket.

ANGRY MAN

Okay. We should exchange information.

BATMAN

Exchange? I've really got to be going. The Penguin is

holding a police officer hostage as we speak, and I

have a feeling that he is planning something much bigger.

ANGRY MAN

Penguin? You have to leave the scene of an accident

to go stop the Penguin? Is he working with someone

else?

BATMAN

No, it's just him, but...

Angry man looks at Batman frustratingly.

BATMAN

He might not look tough but...He's pretty

 scary when he... He is a dangerous criminal!

ANGRY MAN

Do you even have insurance on this thing?

Batman stands silently.

ANGRY MAN

That's it! I'm calling the cops.

BATMAN

Get down, it's the Joker!

The man quickly ducks down.

KRRPUFF

Batman drops a smoke pellet.

BRUVRIMM is heard as the Batmobile's engine starts up.

As the smoke clears, the man can only see the rear of Batman's car as it drives out of view.

ANGRY MAN

(yelling at the fleeing car)

Fuck you, Batman!

THE END

Accommodations Part IV

INT. BASEMENT

The bell hop drags Shayna up the stairs.

INT. HALLWAY

The door for room 122 opens. The bell hop and Shayna enter the hallway.

BELL HOP

Follow me and I will get us out of here.

They run through the halls as the bell hop guides her through the maze.

BELL HOP

I didn't want this to happen. I was in a 

halfway house when he found me. I needed money

and I don't ask questions. I didn't sign up for 

this though.

SHAYNA

Frankly, I don't care. Just get me out of here

and all is forgiven.

After spiraling through the halls, the bell hop comes to a stop in the middle of a long hallway with no doors.

He looks a the one light fixture attached to the wall beside him.

BELL HOP

This is it.

A corner of the red carpet was lifted directly under the light. The bell hop grabs the corner and pull back a square piece of carpet about 3*3 feet. Under the carpet, is just hardwood floor, as far as looks go.

The bell hop steps down on the edge of the square. 

There is a CLICK. A hydraulic hinge slowly lifts the panel.

Shayna watches, as the hatch opens, to see what's inside.

Under neath, a ladder goes through a long, dark shaft. At the bottom is a bright light.

The bell hop jumps on the ladder and starts climbing down.

Shayna follows.

INT. SHAFT

We hear feet stepping down each rung of the ladder. 

A THUMP as the bell hop reaches the bottom. 

Shayna continues down until she finally reaches the light and to the bottom.

BELL HOP

What happened? This isn't right!

They are in an empty hotel room. Just green, bare walls and the blood red carpet.

The hatch above closes.

The lights go out.

The familiar HISS starts.

THUMP

THUMP

INT. LADDER ROOM - LATER

The lights turn on.

Shayna and the bell hop are passed out in the floor.

Shayna opens her eyes slowly

She sit her self up against a wall.

SHAYNA

Hey. Are you wake?... Hello?

The bell hop moves and groans. 

He rubs his head.

SHAYNA

Why did you bring me down here?

BELL HOP

This should have been the exit. How did he make a

room here so fast?

SHAYNA

How do I know that you aren't part of this.

BELL HOP

In case you haven't noticed, I down here with you.

BEAT

BELL HOP

It hasn't always been like this. We started off by

grave robbing, selling the bones. No one was supposed

to get hurt. But, he wasn't satisfied. I thought it was

all about making money.

SHAYNA

So that's all you care about, the money.

BELL HOP

It's complicated.

SHAYNA

Yeah, you said you were homeless, but I don't 

think that excuses what you have done.

BELL HOP

You're right. Perhaps, I deserve this. Maybe, that

is why I am here.

SHAYNA

Speak for yourself. Why am I here? I don't 

deserve this.

BELL HOP

There is one thing all humans share. 

We all deserve to die.

SHAYNA

That's morbid.

(pause)

What's your name?

BELL HOP

Henry.

SHAYNA

I am Shayna.

HENRY

I know. He had me look up everything about you.

SHAYNA

Well that's great. Like what?

HENRY

I know your an actress.

SHAYNA
We go by actor now. And, that was an obvious
one.

HENRY
I know you grew up in West Virginia, you were
top of your class all through school, you have 
been trying to get into movies for the past two
years without much success, and you don't
handle loss very well. Or, at least that's what
I gather from your recent stint in the hospital, after
you had a bad review of your last play.

SHAYNA
Oh... I see.

Shayna looks down at her shackled hands. 

Rubs her wrists.

SHAYNA

Dying isn't as dignified as movies would lead you

to believe. I want to look back and see the great

things I have done. Reminisce about the good memories

I've made. But, I can't. I just see my wasted time. Time

that is more valuable than I realized. After tonight,

what will I become?

Shayna becomes silent.

SHAYNA

Jesse Hornton.

HENRY

What does that mean?

SHAYNA

A boy I went to school with. He had one of those

things where the lip looks like it's being pulled

towards the nostril.

HENRY

A cleft palate?

SHAYNA

Yeah, I think so. But, my friends come over and

tell me, that he has a crush on me. They are

giggling and laughing at the fact that this

kid likes me, because he supposed to "beneath me" or

 what ever vain thought we had. You know? Kids can 

be cruel.

Shayna shamefully looks at the ground. Then, she looks back at Henry.

SHAYNA 

But, to be honest I was still flattered. 

It's still nice to be appreciated. So, at lunch that

day, I go sit with him. My friends, of course, thought

that it was hilarious. When I sit down, he smiles. 

Shayna grins jovially.

SHAYNA

I had never seen him smile before.... I couldn't stop my

immediate reaction and I cringed. I hoped he didn't

see it, but I could tell he did. He just keep smiling. 

Her grin turns to melancholy on her face.

SHAYNA

I don't remember what we talked about, but we 

never spoke again after that day. I would see him 

around the school and he would grin as he passed.

Shayna starts to tear up.

SHAYNA

The more I think about it, I'll never see anything

as beautiful as his smile on that day.

CLAP

CLAP

CLAP

Henry, sitting in his corner, slowly claps and nods his head.

HENRY

That was beautiful. I couldn't have imagined this

going any better.

Shayna looks at Henry, angrily and confused.

SHAYNA

Going any better?

HENRY

Guys, That's a wrap!

The side wall farthest away from Shayna slides out. It is being pulled by two men wearing gaffer belts.

Once the wall has cleared the view, there are around 10 people outside. Three are wrapping up electrical cords, one is putting away a boom mic and other sound equipment. 

There are about five standing in-front of a table with sandwiches and other snack foods on it. They clap as they are being revealed. 

The "owner" is sitting in a fold-able chair drinking a cup of coffee.

Henry pulls a key out of his pocket and unlocks the shackles he is in.

He then walks over to Shayna, who looks bewildered, and frees her.

HENRY

We are going to be back here tomorrow at 9.

Can I count on you to be here?

Shayna stand silently.

HENRY

Since you haven't tried to kill me yet, I'll

take that as a yes.

Henry starts to walk away.

SHAYNA

What am I getting paid for this?

HENRY

I'll email your contract over tonight. See you

tomorrow.

SHAYNA

(perplexedly)

Okay, see ya.

THE END

Accommodations part III

BLACK

The screen dark and silent for 8 seconds.

Through the darkness sounds of a saw cutting into something hard. Like nails on a chalkboard, the sawing sound grinds away.

POV of eyes opening and vision coming into focus.

INT. BASEMENT

Shayna begins to be aware of her surroundings.

It is dark, cold, and damp. Stone walls glisten orange from the candles, but the brightest source of light comes from an oven built into the wall. The oven roars with fire. Unmarked barrels are placed in the corner of the room. Cleaned and displayed skeletons are lined up against the walls with tags hanging from their shoulders.

The owner stands in front of a work bench, facing away from Shayna. He saws away at what Shayna now realizes is the legs of a corpse.

Shayna tries to get up but she is being restrained by her feet and her arms stretched above her head.

She grunts and wiggles trying to free herself.

The sawing stops.

The owner turns around.

He smiles and walks to the side of the struggling girl.

OWNER

Good, your up. How was your sleep? I've 

been told that people leave here with the 

best rest of their lives.

SHAYNA

Let me go!

OWNER

Go? First, let me ask. Why did 

you become an actress?

SHAYNA

Your insane!

OWNER

It's hard for the normal people to tell the difference

between genius and insanity, so I won't hold that

against you. But, you didn't answer my question.

Shayna spits in his faces.

He squints his eyes and walks over to his work table.

He grabs a bloody rag and wipes his face. This rubs blood onto his face. He looks like a tribal warrior in war paint, wearing a suit.

He struts his way back to Shayna's side.

OWNER

You know what I think it is?

He aggressively crams the bloody rag into Shayna's mouth.

OWNER (CONT.)

There's a few different reasons it could be.

One, that you just need to be the center of attention.

You need to put yourself on display. And, with that I

can help.

He points to the skeletons against the wall.

OWNER (CONT.)

After I am done, that will be you. I will clean the 

meat from your bones and sell them 

to the university. Then, you will be on

display for young aspiring doctors.

BEAT

OWNER

Then again, there is another reason it could be. 

There are some people in your line of work 

who feel that they actually make a difference in 

people's lives. Now, you actually will have a 

chance to do good. Your organs will be 

sold to help people and save lives.

The owner taps his bloodstained temple with his finger.

OWNER

But, the real reason you do it? You want to entertain.

Although all the other goals are in vain, this one I get.

Who doesn't want to be entertained?

The owner paces around the room.

OWNER

You may be asking yourself, "What's this all about?"

Entertainment. Only if theater could capture the 

joy that I feel right now. Unfortunately for you, 

your story is at it's climax, and now it has to end.

The bell hop enters the basement through a stairwell in the back.

BELL HOP

Sir, our next guest has just arrived. Perhaps, you 

should clean up and greet them.

The owner looks at the bell hop and then back to Shayna.

OWNER

I'm a busy man. I'll have to get back with you later.

Hope I don't keep you waiting too long.

The owner turns and walks to the stairs.

The bell hop stays behind, standing near Shayna.

The owner stops at the bottom of the stairs.

OWNER

Are you coming?

BELL HOP

I have prepared everything I can up there. 

I was going to put some fuel in the fire. 

The way it looks now, you're going to

cook the flesh instead of burn it.

OWNER

You know, you have surprised me. I know you were...

 apprehensive, but I don't know if I could 

have done this without you.

The owner walks up the stairs.

The bell hop walks his way to the top of the table Shayna is strapped to.

He puts his hand on a wheel that controls the tension on her restraints.

SHAYNA

Please! Don't do this!

CLICK

The bell hop flicks the release lever on the wheel.

Shayna's straps loosen.

BELL HOP

We have no time to waste if we are going

to get out of here.

TO BE CONTINUED...

Accommodations Part II

INT. HALLWAY

The bell hop carries Shayna's bags and leads her down a long hallway.

They weave their way through a labyrinth of hallways. The sharp turns and awkward angles seem to make no sense. For Shayna, it feels like they have been walking in circles.

The bell hop stops and sets down Shayna's bags.

BELL HOP

Here it is...room 327.

The bell hop pulls the key out of his pocket.

He slides the golden key into the lock with unusual ease.

BELL HOP

Sometimes this door sticks. If you

just lift a bit and push...

He opens the door.

BELL HOP (CONT.)

it comes right open.

He hands Shayna the key.

BELL HOP

If you have any trouble, just pick up the
phone beside your bed and I'll already
be here waiting for you.

INT. ROOM 327

She walks into the room and sets her bags down beside the bed.

The door closes behind her.

The room is a pale green with gold accents. The room is windowless. A bed, a nightstand, a rotary phone, and an old radio are the only things that occupy the room.

She sits on the bed and sighs.

She falls back and drifts into sleep.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

Shayna opens her eyes.

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK

She gets out of the bed and opens the door.

THE OWNER: a handsome man in an expensive, pin-striped, tailored suit; is standing in her doorway holding a bottle of wine. He is about 6 feet tall with a clean shaved face and slicked back hair.

He smiles excessively upon their meeting.

OWNER

Shayna, am I right?

SHAYNA

(skeptically)

Yeah, that's me.

OWNER

Wonderful! You're an actress, if my intel

 is correct. May I say, it is a pleasure

having you stay here. I brought this up

for you.

He hands her the bottle of wine.

OWNER (CONT.)

The construction crew found a huge

 stash of these in a storage room during

 the renovations. They are aged perfectly

and I've been giving them out to our most

meritorious guest.

SHAYNA

I don't know what to say...thank you.

But, I really need to get some rest.

So, if you don't mind, I'm going to try to sleep.

OWNER

Absolutely, I'm sorry for keeping you.

I have to ask before I go, what do you think

about the place?

SHAYNA

It's fine.

OWNER

I understand. It hasn't quite grown on

 you yet, but give it some time. By the

end of your stay, you'll never want to leave.

SHAYNA

I'm sure. Thanks again for the wine.

Shayna closes the door.

She puts her ear to the door.

She hears the fading clunks of the owner's dress shoes walking away.

CLUNK...CLUNK...CLUNK...CLUNK

Once the steps can no longer be heard, she quickly grabs her bags.

SHAYNA

This place is just a little to

creepy for me.

She hastily gets out of the room.

INT. HALLWAY

Shayna drags her bags through the winding corridors.

She turns each corner with no end in sight.

Finally she sees an "exit" sign in-front of a stairwell.

She spirals down the staircase, huffing her breath and clashing the wheels of her suitcase down each step.

She suddenly comes to a stop.

At the bottom of the stairs is a wall, preventing her from moving forward. The stairs lead to nothing.

Now in a complete panic, she runs back up the stairs.

She frantically works her way through the hallways once more.

Feeling hopeless, she bangs on the doors of the other rooms.

SHAYNA

Someone! Please help me!

No one responds to her pleas.

Knocking and running, it is hard for her to catch her breath.

She knocks on another door.

SHAYNA

Open the door! I need help!

Out of desperation, she pulls on the handle of a door.

It is unlocked and opens.

The doorway is blocked by aged bricks that have been laid from floor to ceiling.

She slides to the floor with her back supported against the brick wall and begins to sob.

She looks up and directly in front of her is room 327.

Shayna picks herself up off the floor and goes into her room, leaving the door open.

INT. ROOM 327

She grabs the rotary phone and holds the headset to her ear.

There is no dial tone.

The silence is broken by the old AM radio turning on.

Patsy Cline's "Crazy" starts playing.

Shayna slowly puts down the phone.

The door to the room slams shut and locks.

A HISSING sound is heard.

Shayna's breath deepens.

She staggers through the room.

Her vision becomes blurred.

She collapses on the floor as she loses consciousness.

A few seconds later the hissing sound stops.

CUT TO:

INT. HALLWAY

The owner escorts the bell hop through the hallways, who is dragging Shayna's limp body from underneath her arms across the red carpet. 

The owner pushes a seemingly random spot on the wall, which opens a secret door.

Behind the door, is what looks like a large laundry shoot.

The bell hop lifts the actress up and shoves her headfirst into the opening.

She slides and tumbles as she disappears into a dark unknown.

TO BE CONTINUED...