Topic: All Creatures Episode 1

Hello. I am working on a TV show called 'All Creatures'. Here is my script for episode 1. Please read and comment.

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EXT. THE LONELY BARN - DAWN

A small, dilapidated barn on the edge of a dying field.

INT. THE LONELY BARN - CONTINUOUS

A young girl is staring at the door. She speaks in a hushed tone.

GIRL
Did you hear something?

MAN (O.C.)
Nothing. Stop being such a damn -

His voice is abruptly cut off. She spins to her friend and screams.

GIRL
They're here!

A group of sheep, walking on their HIND LEGS enter. They are led by FURBACK.

FURBACK
Well well well. What do we have hear.

Furback takes a puff of his pipe.

GIRL
Phew! Old man Furback, it's only you, I was worried that-

FURBACK
Shut your foul mouth, old devil woman! I am not here on good terms.

He stands up and takes another puff of his pipe.

GIRL
What?

FURBACK
You know why I'm here... I'm here... for payment. Payment in full.

A pause.

FURBACK (CONT'D)
Take off your clothes.

The Girl nods and stands to slide her dress down. Old man Furback glares at the MAN.

FURBACK (CONT'D)
Both of you.

The man unbuttons his jeans reluctantly. With a grin, involuntary as his face has been
scarred by ACID by the sheep years ago.

CUT TO:

EXT. THE BIG HOUSE - NIGHT

Outside the big house a wolf howls into the night. A man walks past the window quickly.

The wolf turns and looks but the man has already gone.

Behind the house we see the man, DAVEY. He meets his other crew member RAMONE,
ZOO AND NAZI.

DAVEY
ello boys.

ZOO
Whats happening?

DAVEY
There's one round front.

ZOO
what is it?

DAVEY
Wolf.

ZOO
You all ready?

Everyone nods.

ZOo
Then let's do this this instant.

Back round the front, the wolf howls into the night. Suddenly his head explodes. Davey is standing behind him. He has a shotgun in his hand.

DAVEY
Dig it.

ZOO
Good shot. I taught you how to do that. Back at the route 66 massacre remember?

DAVEY (SMILING)
I remember.

Suddenly ZOOs chest explodes in a blaze of gore. He looks down with a bewildered expression at th GAPING CAVERNOUS WOUND in his chest, then collapses to the ground, revealing behind him one of the HALF CATTLE THINGS. Neither human nor cow, merely the despicable failed experiments to cross breed between the two species, the monster stands with one of it's hand-hoofs trembling in the air, gore soaked.
As the humans stared at the empty space where their comrade had stood, the thing struggled to form words.

COW THING
....you..... pain...?

There is a shocked pause from the humans. Finally, Davey steps forward, a determined look on his face.

DAVEY
No. YOU pain.

He raises his shotgun and blasts the shit out of the cattlemonster. The others are all quick to join him, until there is nothing left but rotten mutated beef and a red mist in
the air.

Nazi struggles to compose himself.

NAZI
Jesus Christ.... Zoo....

DAVEY
We can grieve for zoo later. For now, we need to get what we came for!

CUT TO:

EXT. THE LONELY BARN - NIGHT

We are back at the lonely barn now. Terrifying it is. It's night, but we can see there is light inside.

INT. THE LONELY BARN - NIGHT
Inside, we see the barn is lit by several candles. Sheep are asleep around the perimeter on hay.

In the centre of the barn stands FURBACK. He is naked now and stands over the naked

MAN and WOMAN.

FURBACK
We've been here all fucking night you petty humans and still the mighty FURBACK is not tired. Not tired by far.

The WOMAN looks up at Furback.

WOMAN
Please... we've been doing it all night... are you not content with our displays?

FURBACK
They were ok I suppose... you make love well together like real humans... real dirty humans and Furback likes that.
If I had my way I'd rape both of you but, as you know, my penis is too big for that. I tried it... it split through their back and they died.

WOMAN
But we can'd do it anymore... we're tired.

FURBACK
Fuck yourselves... fuck each other... now! Furback commands it.

A pause.

FURBACK (CONT'D)
and I'll jerk off my massive dick.

The sex continues and Furback is pleased. The camera closes on his nasty sheep face as we hear the sounds of painful copulating; his face grimaces and twists with pleasure.

CUT TO:

EXT. A large tent. The tent is astoundingly out of place in the middle of the forest, a stark white mushroom against the surrounding greens and browns. The tent is large and entirely white, unmarked by grime or dirt, almost un-naturally clean. Although the forest canopy is dense and barely broken, the tent shines as though lit from within.
The camera slowly crawls towards the tent. We hear CHANTING from within.

INT. The large tent. The silhouette of a bulky creature, indistinguishable yet clearly inhuman, stands towering over us. It holds a large serrated knife in it’s left… paw? Claw? Not a hand, whatever it is. Although the creature is silhouetted and entirely black due to the harsh light behind it, the metal blade reflects the light. We can see in the background other, out of focus and indistinct creatures, gathered in a circle. They are
CHANTING.

The camera is below and in front of the bulky creature, looking up. In fact, this is a ritual sacrifice, and the camera is the victim’s viewpoint. All of a sudden, as if on some unspoken cue, the chanting stops. After a pause of a second or two, the creature speaks, a guttural growl.

CREATURE
You think yourself above us.

CHANTING CROWD, as one
WE ARE THE NEXT STAGE

CREATURE
You think yourself beyond. Superior.

CHANTING CROWD
YOU SHALL LISTEN

CREATURE
You look down on us and we feared. Now, you shall fear us.

CHANTING CROWD
FURBACK KNOWS ALL.

CREATURE (RAISING HIS BLADE HIGH ABOVE HIS HEAD)
The time for mercy is gone, and your death shall be a warning unto others.

CHANTING CROWD
NEVER CROSS US

CREATURE
Never cross us.

The blade plummets, just below the camera, rises and falls, rises and falls, again and again, a frenzied blur. The blade strikes the camera and the glass cracks, whatever is being sacrificed is dead, dead, unquestionably destroyed.

After a while the attack slows and then ceases. All is silent.

We now see another angle, the creature from directly behind. His large shoulders rise and fall, exhausted from the fury of the kill. Whatever this is, it is covered in matted brown fur. Its legs reveal what it is… a goat, the largest, most bad-ass goat you have ever seen.

The camera rises slowly tracking from the goat’s legs, past its back and up over its shoulder, to reveal the sacrifice. We see what was being stabbed – sitting in a supermarket trolley is a COLLECTION OF ELECTRONIC ITEMS, including a video camera (which is what we were seeing from earlier), television, phones, and other assorted electronic goods. All have been destroyed, ruined.
The creature spins round to face us, and growls to his cohorts:

CREATURE (CONT'D)
Call Furback. Tell him it’s done. The electronic rape is started.
The camera slowly closes in towards his face as his helpers scurry around him, carrying out his commands. The creature looks towards the camera, still panting from the sacrifice, with clear lines of drool dripping from his diseased mouth.
Someone calls out to him:

SOMEONE
Hey, Viktor! Was it fun, sacrificing the hated metals?
Viktor, the leader of the goats, smiles and begins to nod, the camera still trained on his face and slowly, slowly closing in. He continues nodding, faster and faster, as heavy metal begins to play. Viktor head bangs to HEAVY METAL music.

CUT TO:

INT. THE LONELY BARN - NIGHT
Old Man Furback is sitting on a barrel in one corner of the room. He is using an old wire wheel turned on one side as a table. He pulls a small brown pouch from his belt and tips the white, powdery contents onto the table.

FURBACK
Ah... time for a sweet hit. Furback pulls out his Sheep ID card and uses it to cut the cocaine. He hums a tune as he does so. In the corner, the naked couple from earlier lie dead... their backs torn open savagely to reveal their broken spines.

FURBACK (CONT'D)
It’s a shame about them two... Furback pulls a straw out of another pouch on his belt and runs it through his claws.

FURBACK (CONT'D)
But what can you do? He looks at the Sheep soldiers at the door.

FURBACK (CONT'D)
Answer me! What can you do?

SHEEP SOLDIER #1
Nothing...

FURBACK
Wrong! You can snort some snow. Furback attempts to clutch the straw in his mishapen hoof, but fails. He drops it to the straw-covered floor and pauses a second in contemplation before brutally slamming his face into the pile of cocaine on the table. He savagely snorts and sucks it in through his nose and mouth before raising his head finally. He looks almost like a deranged snowman; with cocaine covering his furry face. He stares right ahead; immediately as high as a kite. His second in command, FEBRUARY, approaches him.

FEBRUARY
Sire, what do you want me to do with the humans? Furback doesn’t turn to face him. He speaks excitedly.

FURBACK
What humans!?

FEBRUARY
The... uh... humans you... tried to breed with, sire?

FURBACK
Oh those...

February nods. Furback stares at him.

FURBACK (CONT'D)
DON’T IGNORE ME!

FEBRUARY
You... you didn’t say anything, sire!

Furback leans in and snarls, revealing grotesque, misshapen yellow fangteeth. February moves back slowly, terrified. Suddenly, Furback slams his two hoofs together either side of February’s skull and crushes it with minimal effort. February convulses for a second before dying. When he finally lets go his grasp, all that remains of February is his lower jaw, tongue thrashing around violently within. Furback drops it.

Furback stares down at the corpse.

FURBACK
CARLTON! Get in here! Another Sheep-soldier, CARLTON, runs in.

CARLTON
Yes, sir.

FURBACK
Sire.

CARLTON
Yes, sire.

Furback wavers slightly, feeling some effects from the cocaine.

FURBACK
What should we do with the humans?

CARLTON
Sorry, sir? Sire.

FURBACK
The humans! You’re my second-in command now! Should we let them go?

CARLTON
Sire, you... killed them. They couldn’t live after what you put them through. Furback is busy lighting a pipe. He looks up.

FURBACK
What?

CARLTON
They’re dead, Sire. You killed the humans. Furback laughs.

FURBACK
Ahhh.

The door of the room explodes open violently. The sheep all spin around, surprised and scared at the suddenness of the door being KICKED IN. All except Furback, who slowly turns lazily, a second or two after everyone else, with glazed eyes and coke-drool dripping from his open lips. The SWAT TEAM from earlier race in, holding their massive arsenal of weapons in front of them.

ZOO
Freeze, MOTHERFUCKERS! There is a SILENCE throughout the room. Nobody moves or does anything. All of a sudden the silence is broken by the sound of FURBACK loudly and enthusiastically snorting coke.

FURBACK
You want... anyone wanna... I... aww... fuck it.

Furback laughs to himself quietly.

All of the sheep are poised, looking at Furback and waiting for something to happen.
The humans are staring at Furback in confusion and horror.

Furback stares back at everyone. Nobody moves. Furback slowly raises a single trembling hoof. Nobody makes a sound. Furback gingerly pulls the hoof to his face, opens it to reveal that it's FULL OF COCAINE, and snorts the whole thing. Meanwhile, Davey notices the two MANGLED CORPSES in the corner.

DAVEY
Aww Jesus, fuck! Donna!

ZOO
Stay focused!

In a sudden movement Carlton leaps at Davey and rips his throat out with his teeth.
The humans start firing their guns and the other sheep rush in to attack. The battle rages, the humans with their weapons and the sheep with their might and ferocity.

Davey is firing his gun wildly.

DAVEY
Furback! It’s Furback we want! Attack!

He pushes through the crowd of warring humans and sheep to see Furback.

Furback is SLUMPED on the floor, leaning against a wall, convulsing. His face is covered in cocaine and he has a smile on his twisted face. He is laughing to himself, softly.

Davey raises his gun to fire, but Carlton attacks from behind. Carlton and Davey do battle.

DAVEY (CONT'D)
I need help!

More humans we’ve not yet seen burst in with their guns. We see Furback, in the middle of an all out war between the humans and the sheep, crawling across the floor to the far corner of the barn. Meanwhile, Davey and Carton fight.

CARLTON
You’re dead... all of you humans... you’ve broken the truce. Davey kicks Carlton in the face.

CUT TO:

INT. THE LONELY BARN - UNDERNEATH
Underneath the floorboards of the barn, Furback makes good his escape. He’s frantically crawling across the grey, dusty ground in a desperate attempt to flee. Thin shafts of light shine down from above, and dust from the floorboards falls lightly onto Furback as a result of the loud battle above. Furback feverishly snorts cocaine straight from the palm of his hand. He pulls his other arm up and pauses to take a deep puff of his pipe before continuing.

FURBACK
(SINGING.)
Old man river...

CUT TO:

INT. THE LONELY BARN - CONTINUOUS

The battle continues.

CUT TO:

INT. FURBACK’S CASTLE - INNER THRONE ROOM

Furback is sitting in a large chair PUFFING HIS PIPE. Before
him is an equally large table, strewn with papers and
documents. We can see the titles of some of the documents:
"Stage One", "Sector Z" and "How To Pass Yourself Off As Human." Sitting atop this last one is a set of FAKE GLASSES, NOSE AND MOUSTACHE.

Furback puffs his pipe as he ponders these. The door to the
chamber opens and Carlton walks in. He is limping heavily and
half of his face is bandaged up.

CARLTON
Lord Rufus is here, sire. The leader of the canine division.

FURBACK
(NONCHALANTLY)
Oh... Send him in.

CARLTON
Very good sire.

FURBACK
Oh, and Carlton? Carlton turns back.

CARLTON
Sire?

FURBACK
If you ever enter my inner chamber without knocking again, I'll bugger you... and then devour your remains...

(BEAT)

... with mint sauce.

Carlton nods apologetically.

CARLTON
Apologies sire.

Carlton leaves.

Furback sighs.

Carlton returns with a small dog, LORD RUFUS, in his arms.
Furback groans with distaste, moves some of his papers out
of the way and allows Carlton to place Lord Rufus on his
desk.

CARLTON (CONT'D)
Presenting Lord Rufus, canine commander.
Lord Rufus bows in respectful greeting. Furback merely nods
his head.

FURBACK
What do you want, mutt?

RUFUS
You asked me to come, sire? To give a report on the progress we're making?

FURBACK looks at him suspiciously, and takes another puff of
his pipe.

FURBACK
Carlton, who is this... dog?

CARLTON
It’s... Lord Rufus sire. Canine Commander?

FURBACK
Oh Lord Rufus. Right. I've asked you here to give a report on the progress you're making.

RUFUS
Yes, sire. We're doing very well - WOOF! - we've allied ourselves with the fringe factions of the...

Furback cuts him off.

FURBACK
Did... did you just bark?

Rufus looks around the room hesitantly.

RUFUS
I... I don’t... I’m sorry.

FURBACK
We’ve come too far to let ourselves start barking and moo’ing and mewing again. Don’t let me catch you barking again, General Rufus!

RUFUS
Yes, sire, sorry.

FURBACK
Continue.

RUFUS
Yes, sire. As I was saying, we’ve allied ourselves with the PETA Army - those who are still alive, of course - and have made some start spreading into Sector Z.

FURBACK
Yes, yes, never mind all that... all I really want to know is, have you made any start spreading into Sector Z?

RUFUS
... Yes, sire, we've made a start.

FURBACK
Excellent! Excellent news! Furback holds up a crack pipe.

FURBACK (CONT'D)
Can I offer you a hit? Rufus widens his eyes.

RUFUS
No, thank you, sire.

FURBACK
Then... piss off.

Rufus bows, jumps down from the desk and then exits.
Furback sighs and re-organises his papers, dusting off the
table as he does so.

Carlton knocks and enters.

FURBACK (CONT'D)
What now, oh castrated minion?

CARLTON
Sire... I don't trust the dog.

FURBACK
Oh?

CARLTON
With all our history... before the light times, that is - with all that dogs have done to us, the herding, the humiliating nips, bites and all that came with ithow CAN you trust them, lord Furback?

Furback laughs. Puffs his pipe.

FURBACK
It is true, little lamb, that we have some amount of history with the dogs. But who is in charge now? Who herds whom?

CARLTON
I see that, sire, but with all that
dogs have done to sheep in the past-

FURBACK
Carlton, you dirty monorchid, do you think I am a fool? The dogs will serve their purpose. And then we will eradicate them. Along with all the others. Now... piss off.

Carlton looks relieved at this. He smiles.

CARLTON
Very good. Sorry to doubt you. Thank you sire.

Carlton exits.

Furback picks up and puts on the FAKE GLASSES, NOSE AND MOUSTACHE from his table, opens his desk drawer and pulls out a sheet of ACID BLOTTER PAPER, which he consumes entirely.

CUT TO:

INT. RUFUS’ ROOM - LATER
The door opens and Rufus the canine commander enters. The
guard escorting him leaves and shuts the door. As soon as the
door shuts, Rufus begins whining.

RUFUS
Maaaster…

On a pile of rags in the corner is another dog. There is a
large, 6foot tall object next to the dog, covered in a sheet.
The dog pulls the sheet off of the object, revealing a FULL
SIZED HUMAN MANNEQUIN in a dress, obviously stolen from some
department store. The dog wheels the mannequin into the
centre of the room and then retreats to the corner.
Rufus approaches the mannequin, slinking up on all fours. His
voice is no longer so "human"; he whines and growls in a very
gutteral way.

RUFUS (CONT'D)
Maaaster, have I been a good boy?

The other dog, from the corner (SPENCER), provides a voice
for the mannequin, ventriloquist style.

SPENCER
Oh, who's a good boy! Has he been a good boy? Yes he has! Yes he has!

Rufus rubs against the legs on the mannequin.

RUFUS
Maaaster, I wuv roo... pet me, master, rub my back...

SPENCER
Does he want a treat? Does he want his backsy scratched…?

RUFUS
Scratch me, master…

Rufus jumps up onto the mannequin and begins humping its
legs. With his two hind legs on the floor he has mounted it
and enthusiastically pumps away at the plastic knees.

FADE TO BLACK.

FADE IN:

INT. RUFUS’ ROOM - LATER
The mannequin is lying on the floor and Rufus is curled up
with it. One of the mannequin's knees is broken off from the
force of his humping.

Rufus gets up and stretches himself. He walks over to SPENCER
and effortlessly wakes him up with his nose... playfully, it
seems.

Spencer blinks a couple of times and lifts his head up.

RUFUS
Just a little reminder. If you ever - EVER - tell anyone about my… kinky little secret... I'll have
you castrated, all over again.

The other dog is terrified, and nods.

FADE TO BLACK.

Re: All Creatures Episode 1

Someone fucking reply.

NOW!

Re: All Creatures Episode 1

Well, It's completely entertaining, crude, gory, nasty, and absolutely cool. I was trying to imagine how this would be done, animation would take away from it and I don't think claymation would do it justice, this would have to be a mixture of practical effects like people in suits especially Furback and the Goat king, puppets, and live humans. I have no idea what channel you would ever be able to put this on but if it were a film I would love to see it.

Re: All Creatures Episode 1

Thanks for the badass comment Hard2Kill. Glad you like it.:cool:

Re: All Creatures Episode 1

It's pretty... Out there.  Well written, though.