This is an excerpt (first 20 pages) of a completed screenplay.

       "Higher Than Usual" - screenplay by Derek Paterson.


       FADE IN:

       EXT. CITY - DAY

       Morning rush hour.  Roads in and out of the city are choked
       with traffic.  Hardly anything's moving.  A chorus of HORNS
       as drivers lose patience.


       EXT. STRETCH OF NEW FREEWAY - DAY

       MADLY REVVING ENGINES interspersed with ear-splitting sounds
       of SHRIEKING METAL and multiple COLLISIONS...

       Two cars race side by side like competitors in a demolition
       derby.  Above the ROAR of engines and the BANGS as they
       collide again and again, the drivers SCREAM at each other.
       Incoherent, primal rage sounds.

       In one car, a CATHOLIC NUN in traditional black habit with
       white headgear.

       In the other car, a mild-mannered BALD LITTLE GUY with glasses
       who could maybe become an assistant librarian if he took a
       "Boost Your Self-Confidence" correspondence course first.

       They glare at each other across the narrow gap.  Mouthing
       obscenities.  Neither willing to give way to the other.

       Their cars SMASH through lines of road maintenance barriers.
       The drivers don't even notice, they're so intent upon trying
       to kill each other.

       LOOKING AHEAD:  the new freeway is incomplete, the road just
       ends with a sheer drop.  Workers stare in amazement at the
       oncoming cars.  What the hell, these crazies ain't going to
       stop!  The workers drop tools and RUN FOR THEIR LIVES.

       The maniac drivers glance ahead and REALIZE...

       The two cars sail over the edge and plunge to destruction
       below.  BLAM!  Twin fireballs and columns of greasy smoke.
       No survivors.

       The workers slowly edge forward and look down.  Then look at
       each other in disbelief.


       EXT. SKY SHOT - DAY

       The Sun is bloated and too bright.

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                                                               2.


                             RADIO ANNOUNCER (FILTERED)
                 ...And as if the traffic situation
                 in the city isn't bad enough, the
                 temperature continues to rise.  It's
                 going to be a hot one, folks.
                 Remember and put on your sun blocker.
                      (beat)
                 There have been several reports of
                 angry confrontations across the city,
                 as tempers fray and people encounter
                 growing frustration...

       Loud, mindless electronic TRANCE MUSIC plays over the top of
       the radio announcement as we cut to...


       INT. MACAULEY'S APARTMENT - KITCHEN - DAY

       Monday morning breakfast with the Macauley family -- or most
       of it.  Meet MARTIN MACAULEY, 40, a lower management exec
       who's reached the zenith of his career and knows it.

       His two kids, SARAH and DANNY, are with him.  Sarah's in her
       early teens, just discovered boys; she'll soon be breaking
       hearts all over town.  Danny is a couple years younger, more
       interested in electronic games than girls.  The trance music
       comes from Sarah's personal stereo headphones, turned up
       real loud.

                             MACAULEY
                 What I like most about having you
                 stay the weekend?  The way my brain
                 turns to mush.

       Sarah takes off her headphones.

                             SARAH
                 Look upon it as a musical education.

                             MACAULEY
                 I should tie you to a chair and make
                 you listen to some real music.

                             SARAH
                 Don't tell me.  The Eagles.  Bob
                 Dylan.

                             MACAULEY
                 Scared you might actually enjoy it?

                             SARAH
                 I'm scared of anyone who has ABBA's
                 greatest hits in his CD collection.

       Macauley observes how slowly Danny is eating.

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                                                               3.


                             MACAULEY
                 Hey Dan-o, stop chewing your food,
                 shovel it in and gulp it down like a
                 real man.  Can't be late for school
                 again.  Your mom gets one more call
                 from your teacher, she'll boil me in
                 a pot.

       Danny eats faster.

                             SARAH
                 You make her sound like the Wicked
                 Witch.

                             MACAULEY
                 Five bucks says you can't tell me
                 who played the Wicked Witch in the
                 movie.

                             SARAH
                 Do you have any idea what five bucks
                 is worth these days?  Make it twenty
                 and I'll think about it.

                             MACAULEY
                 You just priced yourself out of the
                 market, princess.  I'll do the dishes.
                 Go get your school things.  Full kit
                 inspection by the door in one minute.

       Sarah and Danny exit.  Macauley piles the dirty dishes in
       the sink, on top of others already stacked up.  Later!


       INT. MACAULEY'S CAR (MOVING) - DAY

       Cruising through Suburbia.  Sarah's up front with Macauley,
       Danny's in the back seat playing with his Game Boy or similar
       electronic marvel.  Beeps and buzzes from the device.  Danny
       sways from side to side, avoiding deadly hazards.

                             SARAH
                 Couldn't you take the day off?  Spend
                 it at home with us?

                             MACAULEY
                 You mean you want to take a day off
                 school so you can lie in bed damaging
                 your eardrums.  Not a chance.

                             SARAH
                 Aw, come on.  We'd go see a movie or
                 something.

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                                                               4.


                             MACAULEY
                 You know I can't.  Bills to pay,
                 sweetie.

                             SARAH
                 Yeah, I know.

                             MACAULEY
                 Besides which.  The Wicked Witch.

                             SARAH
                 Don't call her that!

                             MACAULEY
                 Oops, I forgot, sorry.

                             SARAH
                 Yeah, right.


       EXT. SCHOOL - DAY

       They pull up to the school entrance.  The place is deserted
       aside from a handful of kids who've already been dropped
       off.  The kids look lost and confused.  There are no teachers
       or caretakers around.


       INT. MACAULEY'S CAR - DAY

       Macauley and Sarah look at each other, surprised.  Danny's
       still lost in game heaven.

                             MACAULEY
                 What gives?  Is school closed today?

                             SARAH
                 Nobody told me.

                             MACAULEY
                      (to Danny)
                 Hey Dan-o, school holiday today?

                             DANNY
                 I wish.

                             MACAULEY
                 I'm not leaving you here if nobody's
                 around.  Call your mother.  Tell her
                 school's out, I'll drop you at the
                 house.

                             SARAH
                 Why don't you call her?

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                                                               5.


                             MACAULEY
                 I-I'm t-too s-scared.

       Sarah rolls her eyes.  She pulls out her phone, punches in
       the number, waits for an answer.

                             SARAH
                      (into phone)
                 Mom, it's me.  We got a problem.
                 Something's up with school.  No
                 teachers.
                      (she listens)
                 Mom, it's no joke.  We're there right
                 now.  Some kids have been dropped
                 off, they can't even get into the
                 building.
                      (she listens)
                 Dad's got to go to work.  Hold on.
                      (to Macauley)
                 She says she's going out this morning.

                             MACAULEY
                 I hope it isn't anything important.

       She offers Macauley her phone.

                             SARAH
                 You talk to her.

       With a sigh, Macauley takes the phone.

                             MACAULEY
                      (into phone)
                 Look, it can't be helped.  We'll be
                 there soon.

       He hangs up, gives the phone back to Sarah.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 There, that wasn't too hard, was it?

                             SARAH
                 Dad!

                             MACAULEY
                 What did I do?

       They drive away from the school.


       EXT. LAUREN'S HOUSE - DAY

       A two story McMansion in the suburbs.  Macauley's car pulls
       up.  Sarah and Danny get out.  Their mother, LAUREN, comes
       out to meet them.  Late 30s, attractive, hostile.

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                                                               6.


       Lauren ushers the kids inside.  Sarah waves to Macauley, he
       waves back.  Lauren approaches the car, looking none too
       happy.  Macauley rolls down his window.  He can feel the
       chill wind blowing.

                             LAUREN
                 What gives?  My mother's here, we
                 were going shopping together.

                             MACAULEY
                 Something's wrong at the school.
                 Maybe you can give someone a call.
                 I just didn't want to leave them
                 there.

                             LAUREN
                 So you decided to dump them on me?

       A beat, as she realizes how that sounds.

                             LAUREN (CONT'D)
                 Forget I said that.  You probably
                 did the right thing.

       She turns and walks back to the house, goes inside, closes
       the door.  No friendly wave for Macauley.

       Macauley stares thoughtfully at the house that was formerly
       theirs.  He puts the car in gear and drives away.


       EXT. CITY STREETS - DAY

       Suburbia gives way to the business district.


       INT. MACAULEY'S CAR - DAY

       Macauley talks to his secretary BARBARA on his phone (the
       phone's clipped to the dash so his hands are free).

                             MACAULEY
                      (into phone)
                 ...I worked on the expense estimates
                 again last night.  They're completely
                 screwed.  I'll have to have another
                 meeting with Accounts and spell it
                 out for them.

                             BARBARA (FILTERED)
                 You have a thirty-minute window just
                 before lunch.  Will I try to slot
                 something in?

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                                                               7.


                             MACAULEY
                      (into phone)
                 That's great.  I'll be there soon.

                             BARBARA
                 See you then.

       He ends the call...

       ...And HITS THE BRAKES as a homeless BUM comes from nowhere
       and almost DIVES in front of him.  The Bum collapses over
       the hood and BANGS on Macauley's windshield with his fists.
       He mouths obscenities at Macauley.

       Macauley locks his doors and rides out the storm.  The Bum
       pushes off and lurches across the street, waving his arms
       like he's trying to shake off insects.

                             MACAULEY
                 Goddamn animal.

       He looks around.  The street's deserted.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 Never a cop around when you need
                 one.

       He drives on.


       EXT. OFFICE BUILDING - DAY

       A chrome and glass temple.


       EXT. OFFICE BUILDING - PARKING LOT - DAY

       Macauley parks and gets out.  He looks up at the sky, wipes
       his arm across his forehead.  Man, it's hot.  He takes off
       his jacket and drapes it over his arm.


       INT. RECEPTION DESK - DAY

       The receptionist, DONNA, 20s, smartly dressed, looks up as
       Macauley comes in carrying his briefcase.

                             DONNA
                 'Morning, Mister Macauley.

                             MACAULEY
                 Hi Donna.  Great weather we're having.

       She shivers as if she's freezing.

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                                                               8.


                             DONNA
                 I thought it was a little cold this
                 morning.

       Macauley heads for the elevator, not even hearing her reply.
       He presses the button.


       INT. MAIN OFFICE AREA - DAY

       One of those infuriating "open plan" designs guaranteed to
       give zero privacy and maximum distraction.  Management execs
       occupy glass-fronted goldfish bowl offices off the main area.
       Phones ring and people talk constantly.


       INT. OUTSIDE MACAULEY'S OFFICE - DAY

       BARBARA, 50s, pleasant yet formidable, sits at her desk
       outside Macauley's office.  She looks up as Macauley arrives.

                             BARBARA
                 An exciting morning ahead.  You have
                 the weekly project meeting at nine.
                 Team leader meeting at ten.
                 Forecasting at ten-thirty.  Accounts
                 say they can make eleven but if that
                 doesn't suit, how does four-thirty
                 sound?

                             MACAULEY
                 Eleven is fine.  How about coffee
                 and bathroom breaks?

                             BARBARA
                 You don't have time.

                             MACAULEY
                 I was thinking maybe I could drink
                 coffee on the run and pee into the
                 empty cup when I'm finished.

                             BARBARA
                 As long as you don't expect me to
                 get rid of it for you, no problem.

                             MACAULEY
                 I'll just pour it back into the coffee
                 machine, no one will notice.


       INT. MACAULEY'S OFFICE - DAY

       Macauley switches on his PC.  He opens his briefcase and
       takes out papers, spreads them across his desk.  His PC beeps.

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                                                               9.


       Macauley types a password and opens his email.

       INSERT MACAULEY'S MONITOR:

       His email software says, "You have over 1,000 new mail items."

       The email subject lines include,

       Subject:  DEATH IS UPON US

       Subject:  DYING IS THE ONLY ANSWER

       Subject:  EMBRACE GOD BEFORE ITS TOO LATE

       Subject:  DO WE DESERVE TO LIVE?

       Subject:  SUICIDE IS PAINLESS, JOIN ME

       BACK TO SCENE

                             MACAULEY
                 What the f--?

       Barbara enters.

                             BARBARA
                 I take it you've seen your mail?

                             MACAULEY
                 What is this junk?

                             BARBARA
                 It started flooding the system about
                 an hour ago.  Some of it's from
                 outside, but most is internal.

                             MACAULEY
                 Another damn virus?

                             BARBARA
                 Can't say for sure.  You ask me,
                 it's a plea for help, some people
                 around here need counseling.  But we
                 knew that already.

       She looks at the papers on his desk.

                             BARBARA (CONT'D)
                 I'm going to the Copier Room.  Want
                 me to take anything?

       Macauley gives her a couple of sheets.

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                                                              10.


                             MACAULEY
                 Just these.  A dozen each for the
                 Accounts meeting.  Thanks.

       Barbara exits.

       Macauley picks up his phone, dials, waits for an answer.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                      (into phone)
                 This is Martin Macauley in Technical
                 Services.  My mailbox is jammed with
                 1,000 new items, and most of them
                 are junk.  What can you do about it?


       INT. SYSTEMS SUPPORT ROOM - DAY

       A darkened, windowless computer room filled with hardware.
       MIKE, early 20s, wire-framed glasses, ponytail, your typical
       systems geek.

                             MIKE
                      (into phone)
                 What do you mean, what can I do about
                 it?  You can still open your mailbox
                 and process mail, can't you?

       INTERCUT

                             MACAULEY
                 Sure, I could spend the rest of my
                 day deleting junk mail, but shouldn't
                 you guys be doing something about
                 it?

                             MIKE
                 Do you want me to close down your
                 mailbox?

                             MACAULEY
                 No!  I just want you to clean out
                 the crap and leave the rest.

                             MIKE
                 There are two things stopping me
                 from doing that.  One, I have people
                 calling me every minute of the day
                 because they've forgotten their
                 password, or because they don't know
                 what they're doing, or because they're
                 just plain stupid.  Two, I have better
                 things to do with my time than clean
                 up your mess.

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                                                              11.


                             MACAULEY
                 What did you say your name was?

                             MIKE
                 I'm Mike.

                             MACAULEY
                 Who's your manager, Mike?

                             MIKE
                 Josh Allenby.  He's on 2-1-6 just to
                 save you from looking it up.

                             MACAULEY
                 Thank you.

       INTERCUT ends.

       Macauley hangs up then dials 2-1-6.  He waits for an answer
       but no one picks up.  He slams the phone down.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 Shit.


       INT. SYSTEMS SUPPORT ROOM - DAY

       Mike types commands into his terminal, humming happily to
       himself.

       Slowly PAN AROUND until we see, lying on the floor, face
       down... a body.  A pool of blood spreads out from the head.
       A computer keyboard lies nearby, the bloody murder weapon.


       INT. MACAULEY'S OFFICE - DAY

       Macauley exits his office, locking the door behind him.


       INT. OFFICE - COFFEE MACHINE - DAY

       Macauley drops coins into the slot, presses a button.  The
       machine WHIRRS through its routine.

       DEXTER approaches, 30s, office clerk.  His hair's mussed up,
       his breast pocket is ripped, his tie is askew.  Macauley
       takes this all in, and smiles uncertainly.

                             MACULEY
                 Jesus, what happened to you?

                             DEXTER
                 We got one of them!

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                                                              12.


                             MACAULEY
                 One of who?

                             DEXTER
                 One of those bastards from Accounts.
                 He tried to buy a coffee from our
                 coffee machine.  From our machine!
                 We've got him in the john.  He's not
                 going to get away with it this time.

       Macauley smiles, Dexter must be joking.

                             MACAULEY
                 You feeling all right, Dex?

       Dexter draws himself up and gives Macauley a paranoid look.

                             DEXTER
                 Never felt better.

       Dexter exits to spread the good news.  Macauley looks toward
       the men's room.  Two male office workers hurry inside.  The
       door swings shut behind them.

       Macauley glances around, not sure what's going on.  He
       approaches the men's room... and stops.

       THUDS, GRUNTS, muffled YELLS from inside.  Someone's taking
       a beating.

       Macauley backs off and returns to his office.

       His coffee cup sits in the coffee machine, forgotten.


       INT. MACAULEY'S OFFICE - DAY

       Just as he unlocks his office door, the sound of LAUGHTER
       reaches him.  A crowd of office workers has gathered around
       a window.

       Macauley goes to investigate.

                             MACAULEY
                 What's going on?

       No one answers.  Macauley pushes through the crowd and
       receives hostile, angry looks from everyone.  He keeps pushing
       until he reaches the open window.

       MACAULEY'S POV:  looking down into the parking lot.  A
       computer system plus display and keyboard lie in an empty
       parking space.  They look like they exploded.

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                                                              13.


       Macauley can't believe it.  He looks at the office workers.
       They stare back at him, giving nothing away.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 Who threw that system out the window?

       No answer.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 I said, who threw that PC outside?

       The crowd appears resentful.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 It's no use pretending you don't
                 know.  The system unit has a serial
                 number.  The owner can be traced.

       The crowd closes in around him, wordless and threatening.
       Slowly, steadily, they push him toward the window.  Macauley
       tries to resist.  They keep coming.  There's no way he can
       stop so many people.

                             BARBARA (O.S.)
                 Mister Macauley?

       The crowd REACTS like kids with their hands caught in the
       cookie jar.  They calm down and begin to disperse.  Macauley
       pushes through at last until he's able to reach Barbara.

                             BARBARA (CONT'D)
                 The weekly project meeting, Mister
                 Macauley.  It's just about to start
                 upstairs...  Are you all right?

       Macauley's hot and flustered.  He combs his fingers through
       his hair.  Straightens his tie.

                             MACAULEY
                 Thanks, Barbara.

                             BARBARA
                 What on earth's going on, Mister
                 Macauley?

                             MACAULEY
                 Can you call the Security desk for
                 me, please?  Tell them a window has
                 been broken.  And they'll find what's
                 left of someone's PC in the parking
                 lot.

       Barbara bursts out laughing.  Then covers her mouth when she
       sees Macauley isn't laughing.

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                                                              14.


                             BARBARA
                 I'm sorry, Mister Macauley.  You
                 can't be serious?

                             MACAULEY
                 I am serious.  Also ask them to check
                 the men's room on this floor.  Tell
                 them I said so.

       Macauley exits, leaving Barbara puzzled.


       INT. MEETING ROOM - DAY

       Macauley enters.  He's surprised to find only one guy sitting
       at the table.

                             MACAULEY
                 Are we early, or is everyone else
                 late?

       The guy glares at Macauley and shakes all over with suppressed
       anger.  He pushes his chair back violently so it topples
       over.  He's so stressed he might just EXPLODE at any moment!
       He marches out of the room without saying a word.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 Yeah, I love you too.

       Macauley sits alone for a short time, glancing at his watch
       and at the door, expecting people to arrive.


       INT. MAIN OFFICE AREA - DAY

       As before, but with far fewer people -- now less than half
       the staff are at their desks.  Those who remain have their
       heads down.  Hardly any phone calls now.

       As Maculey walks back to his office he attracts hostile
       glances.  No one says anything, but there's an attitude in
       the air that makes Macauley uncomfortable and wary.


       INT. MACAULEY'S OFFICE - DAY

       Macauley picks up his phone, dials a number.  No answer.
       Tries another number.  No answer.  Tries a third...

                             MACAULEY
                      (into phone)
                 Jerry!  Jerry, thank God someone's
                 around.  This place is starting to
                 look like a ghost town.  Hey, what's
                 happening?  How was your weekend?

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                                                              15.


       INT. JERRY'S OFFICE - DAY

       Macauley's buddy JERRY, same age, stares blankly ahead as if
       his eyes aren't in focus.  Throughout what follows, Jerry's
       responses are flat, like HAL9000 on a bad day.

                             JERRY
                      (into phone)
                 Hey Mac.  Pretty much same as usual.
                 Great weather we're having, isn't
                 it?

       INTERCUT

                             MACAULEY
                 Sure.  Hey, what happened to the
                 nine o'clock meeting?  Did someone
                 cancel and forget to tell me?

                             JERRY
                 I don't know.

                             MACAULEY
                 Well, I was there, only nobody showed
                 up.  Just Anderson, and he walked
                 out as soon as I sat down.  What's
                 with him?

                             JERRY
                 Is Anderson causing you problems?

                             MACAULEY
                 No, he's just behaving like an
                 asshole, that's all.  Nothing new
                 there.

                             JERRY
                 He's from Systems Support, isn't he?

                             MACAULEY
                 He's got a serial port installed in
                 the back of his head, so I guess he
                 must be.  Jerry, you know what just
                 happened here?  Some nutjob threw
                 his PC out the window.

                             JERRY
                 Did you ask him why he did it?

                             MACAULEY
                 The hell with that, Security can do
                 the asking, I'm not paid enough to
                 deal with these people.  Half are
                 new contractors I don't even know.

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                                                              16.


                             JERRY
                 Maybe he had a good reason.

       Outside Macauley's office, Barbara returns to her desk.

                             MACAULEY
                 Yeah, right.  Gotta go, Jerry.  Talk
                 to you over lunch, okay?

                             JERRY
                 Okay, Mac.

       They hang up.  INTERCUT ends, stay with Jerry.  The area
       outside his office is empty, chairs are overturned, papers
       scattered across the floor.  Jerry stares blankly ahead as
       if all this is normal.


       INT. MACAULEY'S OFFICE - DAY

                             MACAULEY
                 Barbara, spare me a second?

       Barbara enters.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 Where's everyone disappeared to?  Is
                 there a project meeting this morning?

                             BARBARA
                 If there is, nobody told me.

                             MACAULEY
                 Find out, will you?  What did Security
                 say about the window?

                             BARBARA
                 No one's answering.  I'll try them
                 again in a minute.

       She exits back to her desk.  Picks up her phone, dials.

       MACAULEY'S MONITOR:  he opens a new email...

       TO:  SECURITY.DESK  Security Desk

       FROM:  MACAULEY.RM  R. Martin Macauley, MGR

       SUBJECT:  Damage to company assets

       BACK TO SCENE

       Macauley types feverishly.  Halfway through, he looks up and
       notices Barbara's gone again.  He continues typing.

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                                                              17.


       INT. MAIN OFFICE AREA - DAY

       It's deserted like the Marie Celeste.  Macauley steps out of
       his office and looks around, puzzled.

                             MACAULEY
                 Barbara?

       No response.  He locks his office door and walks up and down,
       looking in other offices.  The whole place is empty.  Greatly
       puzzled, he heads for the exit leading into...


       INT. HALLWAY - DAY

       Macauley looks left and right.  No one in sight.  He heads
       along the hallway.  As he nears the doors at the end of the
       hallway we hear a hubbub of voices... angry, confused,
       shouting, pleading.

       Macauley stops.  In the distance, the CRASH of breaking glass!
       Then a door SLAMS shut.  We hear running FOOTSTEPS.  Macauley
       takes a step back, not sure if someone's going to come
       charging through the doors.

       Then nothing -- no movement, no noise.  Dead silence.
       Macauley stands absolutely still... then turns and runs back
       the way he came.


       INT. MAIN OFFICE AREA - DAY

       Macauley enters.  He heads back to his office... and stops
       as a telephone RINGS on a nearby desk.  He goes to the desk,
       snatches the receiver up.

                             MACAULEY
                      (into phone)
                 Hello?
                      (beat)
                 Hello!

       He listens.  No reply.  He puts the phone down.  After a
       couple of seconds it RINGS again.  He angrily snatches the
       receiver up and hears...

                             TELEPHONE VOICE (FILTERED)
                 You have to get me out of here.
                 They're coming...
                      (beat)
                 Oh, my God.
                      (beat)
                 Get out!  Get out while you can!

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                                                              18.


       DEAD TONE.  Macauley hangs up.  He looks around, wondering
       if this is some crazy joke.

                             MACAULEY
                      (shouts)
                 Hey, is anyone there?

       He spins round--

       DEXTER stands with a dozen other office workers who all stare
       at Macauley, who doesn't dare move.  Every man bears fresh
       scars and wounds, still bleeding.  Their clothing's ripped,
       their hair's mussed up.

                             DEXTER
                 Where were you when we needed you?

                             MACAULEY
                 What happened?

                             DEXTER
                 Aren't you one of us any more?

       Macauley swallows hard.  And lies--

                             MACAULEY
                 Of course I am!

       Dexter and the other office workers relax and grin.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 What happened to you?

                             DEXTER
                 We got those bastards from Accounts.
                 Some got away, but we'll hunt them
                 down.  Teach them they can't use our
                 coffee machine.

       Macauley nods; he's obviously dealing with lunatics.

       One of the office workers whispers into Dexter's ear.

                             DEXTER (CONT'D)
                 Harris had problems logging on this
                 morning.

       The office worker nods confirmation.

                             DEXTER (CONT'D)
                 We've had enough.  We're not going
                 to take any more.

                             MACAULEY
                 Any more what?

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                                                              19.


                             DEXTER
                 Password problems.  Terminal problems.
                 Network problems.

       The office workers nod agreement and GROWL angrily.

                             DEXTER (CONT'D)
                 Systems Support think they can dick
                 us around.  Pull the plug whenever
                 they like.  Make fools of us.  Not
                 any more.  We're going to get them,
                 like we got those bastards from
                 Accounts.

       The office workers bare their teeth.  One picks up a chair
       and throws it.  Another sweeps a PC and monitor off a desk.
       They're working themselves into a frenzy.

                             DEXTER (CONT'D)
                 Are you with us?

                             MACAULEY
                 Damn right!

                             DEXTER
                 Let's go get them!

       Dexter and the CHEERING workers sweep past Macauley, taking
       him along with them.  Like it or not, he's part of the mob.


       INT. HALLWAY - DAY

       The mob heads for the stairs.  Other workers join them from
       adjoining areas.  No words are spoken -- it's as if the other
       workers know exactly what's happening.  The crowd swells in
       size.

       Macauley looks around for a way out of this but they're all
       around him, he's trapped, he has to go with the flow.


       INT. STAIRWAY - DAY

       The mob climbs upstairs, Macauley with them.  A strange kind
       of CHANTING begins -- an incoherent "HUH HUH HUH" sound
       repeated over and over.  A primitive tribal sound.


       INT. SYSTEMS SUPPORT AREA - DAY

       The mob bursts out of the stairway, looking for a fight!

       A battle erupts as support geeks run out of their offices
       and charge the mob.

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                                                              20.


       They're armed with chairs, heavy manuals, computer keyboards,
       anything they can get their hands on.  The two groups TEAR
       INTO EACH OTHER, displaying a primitive and terrifying
       ferocity.  SCREAMING, HOWLING, CHANTING, YELLING.

       Macauley, terrified, slides along the wall while the fight
       rages all around him.  An enraged geek reaches for him, but
       Dexter and other office workers grab the geek, drag him down
       and proceed to kick him to death.

       Macauley reaches the door.  Pushes through...


       INT. STAIRWAY - DAY

       Macauley runs downstairs, leaving the sounds of fighting
       behind.  The noise fades...


       INT. LANDING - DAY

       He stops on the landing.  Looks through a door's frosted
       window.  Cautiously opens the door.


       INT. HALLWAY - DAY

       He creeps along the hallway, looking back over his shoulder.
       Somewhere in the distance a telephone RINGS constantly.  No
       one answers.


       INT. MACAULEY'S OFFICE - DAY

       Macauley runs inside, grabs his car keys out of his briefcase
       and exits fast.

       His PC BEEPS.

       MACAULEY'S MONITOR:  his email software flashes a new message,
       he now has OVER 2,000 NEW MAIL ITEMS.


       INT. HALLWAY - DAY

       Macauley hurries toward the elevator.  He presses the button
       several times and looks both ways along the hallway.

       PING!  The elevator arrives, the doors slide open.  He steps
       inside without looking... and recoils in horror when he sees
       what's waiting for him.

       Barbara hangs from the neck by a knotted cluster of MEN'S
       TIES of various colors and patterns that form a makeshift
       noose attached to the overhead vent grill.

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                                                              21.


       The elevator's motion causes her to slowly turn around until
       we see her face... battered, bloody, horribly bloated.

       Macauley stumbles back into the hallway and collapses against
       the wall, gasping.  The elevator doors slide shut.

       Holding onto the wall, he follows the FIRE EXIT signs to the
       nearest stairs.  He reaches the door, pauses to look through
       the frosted glass window.


       INT. STAIRWAY - DAY

       From the other side of the window, Macauley's distorted face
       looks through.

       He pushes the door open an inch, and listens.  Doesn't hear
       anything.  Opens it some more...

       He freezes when he hears the sound of clicking FOOTSTEPS.
       He pulls back, afraid.  A female office worker comes running
       downstairs.  She takes the stairs fast as if she's being
       chased, but no one comes after her.  She vanishes... her
       footsteps fade.

       Macauley waits a moment, then opens the door, steps through.

       He descends, pausing every few steps to look and listen.

       He reaches the next landing down and hurries past the door.
       Heading down...


       INT. RECEPTION DESK - DAY

       Macauley walks past the empty reception desk.  On the way he
       passes a door that leads to a private staff bathroom.  The
       door lies open a few inches.

       Donna lies on the bathroom floor, skirt hitched up, pantyhose
       torn.  Blood's spattered on the bathroom floor and walls.

       Macauley stares in horror.

       FOOTSTEPS make him spin round.  Two men with blood-spattered
       shirts skid to a stop and stare at him, wild-eyed and panting.
       Macauley raises his keys as a makeshift weapon.

                             MACAULEY
                 Stay back from me!  Don't come any
                 closer!

       He retreats toward the exit.  They stare after him, but don't
       follow.  Macauley stumbles through the door and outside...

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                                                              22.


       EXT. OFFICE BUILDING - PARKING LOT - DAY

       Macauley heads for his car.  He unlocks it, climbs in, slams
       the door and locks it.


       INT. MACAULEY'S CAR - DAY

       Relief washes over him.  No sign of anyone following...

       BANG!  Something heavy hits the car roof and bounces off.
       He doesn't want to look, but has to...  He opens his door
       and looks back--

       HIS POV - a woman's body lies on the ground, arms and legs
       twisted by the impact.

       Macauley looks up at the office tower.  She must have fallen
       from one of the windows above.

       He puts a foot out of the car, intending to check the body...
       but changes his mind.  He starts the engine and drives out
       of there fast.


       INT. MACAULEY'S CAR (MOVING) - DAY

       Macauley drives through deserted streets.  There's no other
       moving traffic in sight, just cars at the side of the road,
       some with their doors lying open, abandoned.  No sign of any
       pedestrians either.

       He's not just puzzled, he's scared.  He takes out his phone,
       clips it onto the dash, hits a button.  RINGING tone...


       INT. LAUREN'S HOUSE - KITCHEN - DAY

       Sarah picks up the ringing phone.

                             SARAH
                      (into phone)
                 Hello?

       INTERCUT

                             MACAULEY
                 Sarah, it's Dad.

                             SARAH
                 Hey, Dad.  You forget something?

                             MACAULEY
                 No, I'm...
                             (MORE)

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                                                              23.


                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                      (beat)
                 Yes, I forgot something.  Is she
                 there?  Can I talk to her?

                             SARAH
                 You can say her name, you know.  The
                 sun won't fall out of the sky.  Hold
                 on.

       Sarah passes the phone to Lauren.

                             LAUREN
                 To what do I owe this pleasure?

                             MACAULEY
                 I have had one hell of a morning.
                 You wouldn't believe--

                             LAUREN
                 I'm sorry, you'll have to speak up,
                 I can't hear you.  It sounded like
                 you imagine we're still married.

       Sarah looks unhappy but doesn't say anything.

                             MACAULEY
                 Lauren, listen to me.  Something
                 funny is going on.  And I do mean
                 funny.  Is everything okay with you?

                             LAUREN
                 If that means, have I been seeing
                 someone else since our divorce, the
                 answer is yes.

                             MACAULEY
                 Dammit, that's not what I asked.  Is
                 everything okay with you and the
                 kids?  Where's Dan-o?

                             LAUREN
                 Danny is--

       Macauley HITS THE BRAKES!

       MACAULEY'S POV:  looking across the street, into a doorway.
       Something's lying there.  It could be a body.  Whatever it
       is, it's slowly DRAGGED into the deeper shadows of the doorway
       until it disappears.

       Macauley drives on.  Phone conversation continues.

                             MACAULEY
                 Jesus.

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                                                              24.


                             LAUREN
                 I said Danny's next door with Mom.
                 What the hell's wrong with you?

                             MACAULEY
                 What's wrong with me?  I'm driving
                 through empty streets, that's what's
                 wrong with me.

                             LAUREN
                 You're not making any sense.
                      (beat)
                 Have you been drinking?

                             MACAULEY
                 For Christ's sake, no, I haven't...

       He takes a breath.  Calms himself.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 Actually, I haven't had a drink since
                 you threw me out.  Can you believe
                 that?  The shock made me teetotal.

                             LAUREN
                 I don't want to have this
                 conversation.  Can I go now?  Do you
                 want to talk to Sarah again?

       INTERCUT ends.

       Macauley HITS THE BRAKES again!  And stares ahead...

       A car sits right in the middle of the street, its windshield
       smashed.  Macauley looks closer and sees a blonde girl sitting
       in the front passenger seat, her head bowed.

       Macauley stares.  Not sure what to do.

                             LAUREN (FILTERED)
                 Mac?  Mac, are you still there?

                             MACAULEY
                      (into phone)
                 Listen, I'll talk to you soon.  Stay
                 in the house, will you?  It's
                 important.  Keep the kids in the
                 house.


       EXT. CITY STREET - DAY

       Macauley gets out his car (he leaves the engine running).
       He looks around as he approaches the other car.  The street's
       deserted.

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                                                              25.


       INSERT:  views of nearby buildings.  No people, no movement.

       Macauley reaches the car.  Opens the passenger door--

       --and jerks back as the girl (ALICIA, 14) screams and
       thrashes.  She's terrified!  He retreats several steps.

                             MACAULEY
                 Hey!  Hey, it's okay!  I'm not going
                 to touch you!

       She calms down and stares at him, suspicious.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 Are you on your own?  Is there anyone
                 with you?

                             ALICIA
                 Leave me alone!

                             MACAULEY
                 That's a good idea!  Who was driving?
                 Who was driving your car?

                             ALICIA
                 My dad.

                             MACAULEY
                 Where is he?

                             ALICIA
                 They took him!

                             MACAULEY
                 Who took him?

       Alicia brings her knees up and curls into a frightened ball.
       Macauley looks around again.  Still no one else in sight, no
       movement anywhere.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 Is he going to come back?

       No answer.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 Is your dad going to come back for
                 you?

                             ALICIA
                 Just leave me alone.

                             MACAULEY
                 Look, maybe you should come with me.
                             (MORE)

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                                                              26.


                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 I can take you home.  Or drop you
                 off anywhere you like.  Okay?

                             ALICIA
                 Get lost, you pervert!

                             MACAULEY
                 Hey, I've got a daughter your age.
                 She'd go nuts if she heard you say
                 that.

       Alicia softens.  Maybe he isn't a perv after all.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 Trust me, you get to my age, the
                 only things you're interested in are
                 food and TV.  All I'm doing is
                 offering you a lift home.  If you
                 think your dad's coming back for
                 you, that's okay, stay and wait for
                 him.

       Alicia doesn't respond.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 You have to give me a yes or a no.
                 I'm not hanging around here all day.

       Still no answer.  Macauley shrugs.

                             MACAULEY (CONT'D)
                 Have it your own way.

       He turns and walks back to his car.  Behind him, Alicia gets
       out.  She looks up and down the street, then follows Macauley.
       They reach opposite sides of his car at the same time.

                             ALICIA
                 Do you know where Greenglades is?

                             MACAULEY
                 I think so.  It's not too far off my
                 route.  That where you live?

                             ALICIA
                 Yes.  Swear to God you won't do
                 anything vile to me?

                             MACAULEY
                 I swear to God I won't do anything
                 to you, anything at all, except drop
                 you off at your house.  I won't even
                 stop for pizza.

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                                                              27.


       Alicia almost smiles.  They both get in the car.


       INT. MACAULEY'S CAR - DAY

                             MACAULEY
                 I'm just thinking...

                             ALICIA
                 I knew it.

                             MACAULEY
                 Maybe you should leave a note for
                 your dad.  So he knows you're OK.

       Alicia shakes her head.

                             ALICIA
                 That's okay.

                             MACAULEY
                 What d'you mean it's okay, if he
                 comes back here and you're missing
                 he'll worry about you.

       She looks at him, eyes deep-set and filled with pain.

                             ALICIA
                 He's not coming back.

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