The last piece script
- 1. The Last Piece Written by Chloe Ross Copyright (c) 2021 Final draft Contact information (Printed with the demonstration version of Fade In)
- 2. THE LAST PIECE FADE IN: EXT. CRIME SCENE - NIGHT The crime scene, York, River. Grim dark sky, moonlight shines to the water, officers plague the scene. A body tied to a lamp post, the street light flashing, a blood soak bag lays upon their head, two slit wrists and a wooden box in either hand. Rain pours as lights flash from photographers on the scene. Detective Ripley, A tall lean man,trench coat long and gray, bowler hat, ragged tie and un-tucked shirt.Walks along the barely lit river side, siren lights flashing behind him. Shelby, A young and well kept officer,uniform worn neatly but soaked in rain. Turns to the side as Detective Ripley approaches. OFFICER SHELBY Detective, glad you decided to join us. Detective Ripley gives a nod of acknowledgment as he surveys the scene. Shelby glances at him as they both walk to the dead body perched against a lamp post. DETECTIVE RIPLEY Same as the others? Officer Shelby hands the detective a tape recorder looking to him wearily. OFFICER SHELBY Not exactly. As the detective inspects the tape, Shelby beside him a forensic photographer passes his side. Rain drips from the camera aimed at the body as the button is pressed and the camera flashes. (Printed with the demonstration version of Fade In)
- 3. INT. DETECTIVE OFFICE-NIGHT A picture sits upon a desk, the body from the crime scene surrounded by others. A tape recorder on the left and the wooden box on the right. We see the detective sat by the desk, he steadily places the tape as his bony finger moves towards the play button. Darkness then consumes the screen. SERIAL KILLER Hello Detective. EXT. HOSTAGE SCENE-NIGHT A victim. A blood stained bag over their head, hands tied behind their back and feet tied in front, sits in the middle of the road, shaking. A sign is taped to their chest it reads 'Your move detective' SERIAL KILLER Fear. Fear drives everything, detective. Your life is governed by fear. Ever decision you make is a product of that fear. Detective Ripley stands, hands curled into a fist as he stares at the shaking body left on the road. SERIAL KILLER You have children because you are scared of leaving nothing behind that really matters. A mysterious figure appears from the side, dressed in dark colors, A mask is worn with clear stitching that trails along the mouth, and sunken eyes that appears to be stitched over. The figure is staring at the detective. The detective is staring at the body. SERIAL KILLER You go to the doctors because you're scared of dying. 2. (Printed with the demonstration version of Fade In)
- 4. INT. INTERROGATION ROOM - DAY The detective sits in a white room. No windows, A table in the middle. A suspect sits across from the detective head down not meeting his eyes. SERIAL KILLER You keep telling yourself you're something more. Something better. But fear revels the truth. The detective clenches his fists on the table, the suspect looks up and smirks at him. SERIAL KILLER (cont'd) It erodes your self control. The detective slams his fists on the table before slamming his chair, the suspect still smiles at him. SERIAL KILLER (cont'd) This is my experiment. Everyone else are just pieces in my puzzle. EXT. PARK - NIGHT A body is propped up against a tree, bag over their heads, blood soaked clothes, a puzzle box in one hand. The scene flashes white. INT. DETECTIVE OFFICE - NIGHT The same body is placed in a photograph, hung up on a board with pins and string stabbed through the picture. EXT. DARK WALL - NIGHT Another Body is found. Propped up against a wall, Bag over their head, blood soaked clothes and a puzzle box in their hand. The scene flashes white. INT. DETECTIVES OFFICE - NIGHT Placed on the board is the same picture of the victim. String and pins holding it to the board. 3. (Printed with the demonstration version of Fade In)
- 5. EXT. CASTLE RUINS - NIGHT A body is propped up against ruins. Bag over their head, blood soaked clothes and a puzzle box in one hand. The scene flashes white. EXT. DETECTIVES OFFICE - NIGHT The picture of the victim is held up on the board by pins and strings. We see the board covered in images of different victims. Strings and notes all held up by pins. OFFICER SHELBY Do we have any idea on who this killer is? A sketched image is pinned to the board. The sketch shows a mask with sunken eyes and a stitched up mouth. A noose is worn around their neck. A dark cloak covering their body. EXT. STREET - NIGHT A mysterious figure walks down a path. A black cloak is worn hiding their figure. A knife is in their hand as they twirl it, threateningly. INT. DETECTIVES OFFICE - NIGHT The detective is sat at his desk. Papers still scattered everywhere. His badge shines as it sits in front of him. The badge has been coated in blood. The detective picks it up and rubs his thumb over it. He frowns at the badge and lets it drop to the floor. The scene flashes black. SERIAL KILLER You are a product of everything you fear. EXT. STREET - NIGHT Rain pours down, splashing against the uneven pavement. The detective sits in the middle of the street. Tie, shirt and trench coats soaked. His hands shake as he brings them up to his face. They're soaked in blood. 4. (Printed with the demonstration version of Fade In)
- 6. SERIAL KILLER Violence. INT. BATHROOM The detective splashes his face with water.He is stood up against a small sink a mirror in front of him. He looks into the mirror and sees himself cutting his throat. SERIAL KILLER Darkness. EXT. PARK - NIGHT A body is laid on the floor, bag over their heads, blood soaked clothes and another puzzle in their hand. The detective walks over, bends down and picks the puzzle up. He then looks at the body, he runs his hands through his hair in defeat. SERIAL KILLER Hopelessness. EXT. MINSTER - NIGHT Rain pours as the minster stands in the back. A cloaked figure walks, standing just in front of the Minster. All that can be seen are their shoes as the walk along the rain stained path. SERIAL KILLER Someday detective, you will be forced to embrace fear for the quite and meaningless truth that it is. Another set of feet walk towards the path, trench coat being kicked back by their feet. They stop. A badge can be seen on the figure, a hat on their head and shirt and tie worn loosely. The detective looks up, face no longer hidden in darkness. He stares at the figure across from him. SERIAL KILLER (cont'd) Consider this a prophecy. The mysterious figure can be seen wearing a noose around their neck. A mask with dark holes instead of eyes and a stitched up mouth, with a hood over their head. They tilt their head at the detective. 5. (Printed with the demonstration version of Fade In)
- 7. SERIAL KILLER (cont'd) And consider me the prophet. END 6. (Printed with the demonstration version of Fade In)