Steampunk Draft 2.0

Here is the latest version of the script. We’ve started the glorious process of pairing down. Gone is the city street and the controversial “peanut” scene. Gone is at least one fight with no clear purpose. We’ve swapped the location of the ice wall and the mech showdown. The entire script is a little tighter and a tiny bit lighter as a result. I think the story benefits from these minor reductions. I’ll let you be the judge.

 

Steampunk Short Draft 2.0

 

INT. CABIN

Wooden, with a TABLE holding a GLASS OF WATER, a simple BED.
On the bed is GIRL, five to ten years old, dressed in a gown, and who looks
gravely ill. MOTHER, a lady between 25-35 dressed plainly, also looks ill.

In walks TR, A spectacled man in his late thirties dressed in
western militaryesque garb, armed with a PISTOL and carrying a CANTEEN. Mother
looks at him thankfully. He pats her arm and walks over to Girl with a broad
smile and offers Girl a TEDDY BEAR. She takes it gratefully, then reaches for
the water, but it is too far for her to take. TR grabs the water and starts to
give it to her, looks hard at it, then puts it back down and gives her some
from his canteen.

EXT. FOREST

A stream. The grass and accompanying flora and fauna are
dead, and the area is littered with dead animals.

TR surveys the area with disgust. He takes out a small, worn
black book and a pencil. He jots some notes inside, then runs upstream.

EXT. STRIP
MINE

There is a small wooden SHACK on one of the ridges. He takes
more notes, then ascends to the shack.

INT. SHACK

TABLE with PAPERS, a DOOR.

TR moves to the the table. Begins to ruffle papers searching.

Footsteps are heard.

TR spins to see THUG 1, a bull of a man in his thirties
dressed in Victorian garb, running with a WOODEN WALKING STICK raised to strike
him! THUG 2, a middle sized, amiable fellow in his twenties, approaches from
the side while behind him THUG 6, a creepy fellow in his thirties, is putting
on a STEAM RIFFLE with backpack.

TR flips Thug 1, acquiring the stick, swings and hits Thug 2,
then drops the stick and draws his pistol, shooting Thug 6 before he could get
off a shot.

TR

Bully!

TR, with weapon pointed at the fallen Thugs, moves over to
the table and picks up one of the papers. Before he can focus, a DARK BLUR
kicks TR, knocking him straight at the back door which bursts open revealing a
void!

The blur is revealed to be THAI, an athletic Asian in his
thirties, dressed head to toe in black. A scar visible across his throat. He
looks over the side and sees no sign
of TR. He tips his hat, turns, and motions to the recovering Thugs to leave.
They do.

EXT. SIDE OF
MOUNTAIN

TR hangs precariously off of the structure of the cabin. The
piece of paper he was reading earlier floats in front of him and he snatches
and looks at it.

TR

Birmingham?

EXT. MAP DAY

A WORLD MAP depicting the STEAMPUNK EARTH in the 1890’s. We
spiral down across the Mississippi to a railroad line. We follow the line past
the Iron Belt and come to rest over the great metropolis of Vulcandale
Sandwiched between Bessemer and Birmingham.

FADE TO:

TRAIN STATION: DAY

Two guards, festooned in English looking steam garb step off
the first class traveling coach and scan the crowd for potential threats. LADY
VICTORIA NOBLE, a beautiful woman in her twenties steps off the coach with the
assistance of the guards. She is dressed in an elegant gown, hat and parasol.

They exit the platform and passing the station ladies
facilities, Lady Victoria pauses.

LADY VICTORIA

(looking at the restrooms) Excuse me for a
moment gentlemen.

 

Lady Victoria steps into restroom doorway. Without
hesitation, the guards follow in step.

LADY VICTORIA (cont’d)

Gentlemen, I realize my father, His
Grace, is concerned for my safety and well being but I think even he would
prefer you not
accompany me into the loo.

The guards break their single minded trance, look up at the
sign.

VICTORIA’S GUARD 1

(embarrassed)

Yes my
lady.

Lady Victoria proceeds into the restroom.

VICTORIA’S GUARD 2

Bloody div..

Guard 1 gives guard 2 the two finger salute.

WOMAN’S RESTROOM: DAY

Lady Victoria looks at the mirror, puts her hands on her hair
as if to adjust, then removes the WIG, revealing shorter hair.  She then
quickly disposes of her dress and veil and begins a few adjustments to become a
lady about town with riding goggles, gloves and
appropriate attire.

TRAIN STATION: DAY

Guard 2 pulls out a fob
watch and checks the time.

VICTORIA’S GUARD 1

(to unseen passerby)

My good Sir, might you have the time?

We pull back to see…

TR

(checking pocket watch)

Why of course! It is a quarter to eleven.  Royal guard?

Both men nod proudly.

TR (CONT’D)

Royalty is the flabby underbelly of society.  They are
good for nothing, and I have no need for them!

Both guards bow up as if to attack in protest.

woman’s
restroom: day

Her discarded gown dumped unceremoniously into the dust
bin. At that moment, two other women are heading back out the doorway. Lady
Victory falls in step.

TR (CONT’D)

However, brave men such as yourself stand at the door and
protect us all.  I bet your charge has never even been grazed by unwanted
sunlight, and that is bully!

Both men look flattered. The two women and the now
disguised Lady Victoria exit the
restroom and walk away. The guards take no notice.

TR (CONT’D)

Well, carry on!

Both men stand at attention and start to salute, then catch
themselves and look at each other in confusion.

 

 

EXT. AIRSHIP
YARD DAY

The complex buzzes with activity. Every port has an AIRSHIP
tethered to it, with the conspicuous exception of the absence of a ship at the
MAIN PORT.

SUPER: Hamilton Shipworks 1891

INT.
WORKSHOP

The room contains CALIBRATION DEVICES and INDUSTRIAL
MACHINES. There is a TABLE stacked with SCHEMATICS and NOTEBOOKS. Professor
Deter Metz (PROFESSOR), a disheveled Germanic man in his late fifties/early
sixties dressed in laboratory garb, frantically grabs and hordes the schematics
and notebooks, along with an odd, apple sized METAL BALL.

He then turns to a second work station and removes a gray
stone the size of a tennis ball from a metal box. The Professor wraps it in a
strangely rigid cloth and shoves the rock into his pocket. He turns to leave
and
we see:

TWO ARMED SOLDIERS

THUG 2 (OC)

Goin’ somewhere, Professor?

PROFESSOR

(German accent, smiles nervously) Gentlemen, I was
just…

Professor looks at the THUGS looking at his hand full of
booty, and resigns to his fate. THUG 1 lifts a PHONE off of the wall, and
speaks into it.

THUG 1

We have ’em Commodore. Looks like we arrived just in
time to interrupt some overoptimistic travel plans.

As they depart, an extremely large and lethal looking STEAM
MECH clanks around the corner, nearly crushing both guards and Professor.

PROFESSOR

Nasty business being crushed by zat, Ja?

The thugs are not amused. They drag the Professor onward.

Fashionably decorated with a nice DESK full of BRICA BRAC,
a plush RUG, and some SHELVES with BOOKS. There is a row of PHONES. COMMODORE
TERRENCE HAMILTON (COMMODORE), a dapper southern gentleman in his late
thirties, is scrutinizing a large set of drafting papers.

There is a knock.

COMMODORE

Gentlemen. How uncharacteristically timely. Do
enter.

THE DOOR OPENS.

Commodore stands with his back to the door. He hears it open.
He draws his sword.

COMMODORE

Bring me that thieving rat so that I may personally
cut off his…

LADY VICTORIA(OC)

Vermin trouble dear?

Commodore whirls around to see Lady Victoria now in her
street garb.

COMMODORE

My, who is this strange and sensual flower bathing
my eyes in beauty.

LADY VICTORIA

Perhaps a wily thief come to relieve you of your fortune?

COMMODORE

In that case I would refer you to my able body
guard. Should I have him search you?

LADY VICTORIA

I prefer you did that yourself.

Thai takes this exchange as his cue to leave. He tips his hat
to the Commodore and exits through the door.

COMMODORE

Well then I had better get started before my lady
friend arrives.

Lady Victoria removes her hat and goggles. Commodore bows,
sheathes his sword.

COMMODORE (cont’d)

Oh. Imagine my surprise as it turns out
indeed to be my lady friend!

LADY VICTORIA

Oh, I don’t think you are too terribly
surprised… (they kiss) …yet.

COMMODORE

I had not expected you until next week.

LADY VICTORIA (cont’d)

You aren’t happy to see me?

COMMODORE

Of course, I just have some pressing matters
that…need my personal attention.

LADY VICTORIA

What could be more pressing than me?

The office door flies open and Thugs with Professor in tow
appear.

THUG 1

Commodore, we… (noticing Lady Victoria) …Oh, hello
Ma’am!

Thugs all tip their hat, Thug 1 looks menacingly at Professor
who gets the hint and does the same. Lady Victoria curtsies in response.

COMMODORE

Ah Professor. Good of you to join us. Feel free to
place all of my property on my desk there.

PROFESSOR

I do not feel free.

COMMODORE

Then feel compelled.

Devices of all sorts flow from the Professor’s coat and are
placed on the desk. After a time, the flow ebbs.

COMMODORE (CONT’D)

All of it, Professor!

More devices, papers and weapons appear…

LADY VICTORIA

Darling, are these long arms necessary? This
gentleman does not appear dangerous.

Objects continue to trickle from the pockets, hem and long
coat of the professor.

COMMODORE

Looks may be deceivin’, dahlin’! For example…

Commodore approaches Professor, reaches into his coat and
after some searching pulls out a STEAM PISTOL, that has a DIAL on the side.

COMMODORE (CONT’D)

…this…clever device is as potentially powerful as all
three of those rifles. (to
Professor) And it is my property.

LADY VICTORIA

What is this all about, Terrence?

COMMODORE

A minor contract dispute, my dove. Britain and
France want their weapons From the Germanic Confederation. And the Germanic
Confederation wants me to fill a little production shortfall. All just good
business…except that my technical liaison wants to scamper off with some of
my trade secrets…

The Commodore mocks shame…

COMMODORE (cont’d)

Forgive me dear. I would ask that you say, “hello” to my
backstabbin’ technological liaison!

PROFESSOR

That is not true! I have taken nothing! All this…
(indicates the pile on the desk) …work…is mine!

COMMODORE

I beg to differ professor. I have a stack of
invoices that state emphatically otherwise.

PROFESSOR

You have no right to my designs! They belong to…

THUG 2 hits Professor in the stomach, causing the Professor
to double over. The Commodore reaches over and removes yet ANOTHER scroll from
the Professor’s coat.

COMMODORE

…Me I’m afraid. Including this airship which you insist is
unfinished despite all evidence to the contrary. (indicating scroll) Now,
should you agree to simply…

LADY VICTORIA

I am sure this is not necessary! (to Commodore)
Darling, are you condoning this brutality?

COMMODORE

Of course not, dahlin’! (points at Thug 3)
Gentlemen! You were trained better than that. You know I expect fair treatment
and civility from all in my charge.

Professor looks up in disbelief.

PROFESSOR

Are you entirely well, Commodore?

The smile of the Commodore’s lips quavers.

COMMODORE

Capital, Professor. I offer you this. As
forgiveness is a fundamental part of my character, you may show me how to start
my ship and I’ll let you linger and enjoy its inaugural flight before…letting
you go. (to Professor and Thugs) Gentlemen!

Commodore motions them to the exit. Thugs lead Professor out.

COMMODORE (CONT’D)

(to Lady
Victoria)
Now,
dahlin’,
you
probably
prefer
to
remain
here
whilst
I…

LADY VICTORIA

Nonsense! I wish to see this little drama to its conclusion,
and I would very much like to see this new ship!

COMMODORE

But, dahlin’…

LADY VICTORIA

Let’s go, then!

Lady Victoria exits. The Commodore, quickly defeated, follows
with guards and the Professor.

EXT.
WALKWAY

Professor leads the group followed closely by Thugs and Lady
Victoria and Commodore bringing up the rear. Professor trips and falls. THUG 1
kicks Professor then starts to force him up when Lady Victoria forces her way
between the Thugs and the Professor.

LADY VICTORIA

This ends now, Terrence!

COMMODORE

Please Darlin’–

TR (OC)

Afternoon, gentleman!

They all whirl about to see the source of the voice. Sensing
that this man is a threat, the thugs turn their steam rifles on him. There is
some confusion about which Thug threatens which interloper with which rifle.
After some switching back and fourth, Thug 2 keeps his rifle on Professor,
while Commodore (with pistol) and Thug 1 & 3 aim at TR.

TR looks at Commodore.

TR

I gather that you run this facility?

COMMODORE

Surely not. I have minions for that. I own this facility! You
happen to be talking to Commodore
Terrance Hamilton the Third! I assume you have a good reason for
impeding private business on my property, sir?

TR

Absolutely! Whatever toxic rubbish you were mining out west
got in the water and has made many good folks very sick and decimated the
surrounding environment. Oh, and these familiar puzzlewits with the rifles in
your employ attacked me without provocation. By the way, you will be hearing
from officials from the western territory!

THUG 1

They got no jurisdiction here!

TR

I’ll consider that an admission!

COMMODORE

It is nothing of the kind! And I just hired this man.

Thug 1 looks confused.

COMMODORE (cont’d)

Wait, you are not with the western territory, so who do you
work for?

TR

I am a sole proprietor.

COMMODORE

A mercenary.

TR

A trouble shooter.

COMMODORE

Well then, I regret to inform you that you will vacate the
premises forthwith or these gentlemen will pull those itchy trigger fingers.

TR

I’m afraid I cannot do that. For I am also here to negotiate
the release the of this lovely young lady and that fine gentleman.

LADY VICTORIA

Excuse me?

PROFESSOR

Vas is das?

TR

(in German)

Ah, Sie sind Deutsche! Fühlen Sie sich wohl?

SUBTITLES: Ah, you are German! Are you feeling well?

PROFESSOR

(in German)

Ganz sicher nicht.

SUBTITLES: Most certainly not.

Thug 1 hits Professor to silence him.

TR

Enough of that, sir or you will surely regret it!

THUG 2

I’m supposed to take this from a fellow wielding a
stick?

TR

I have found that with this… (holds up
stick)
one
need
only
speak
softly
to
go
far.

COMMODORE

Hush! Gentlemen, prepare to open fire.

LADY VICTORIA

Now Terrance..!

TR

Everyone remain calm, I am dropping my
stick…
(drops
stick)
…and
thus,
as
you
can
see,
I
am
completely
disarmed!

COMMODORE

And, as you can see, we are quite heavily armed!

TR

(smiles)
So
you
are!

Commodore smiles and looks intrigued.

COMMODORE

I believe our impetuous stranger has the advantage
of us, gentlemen!

TR

You may call me “TR!”

THUG 2

Who is this clown?

THUG 1

He ain’t no clown.

COMMODORE

((irritated))

I concur.

LADY VICTORIA

…Indeed.

TR

You flatter me sir. And, I’m dee-lighted to meet you,
Ma’am!

TR reaches for the hand of Lady Victoria but again, after
some switching between the Professor and TR, the thugs cut the action short by
menacing TR with the barrels of their rifles.

Lady Victoria smiles, but then stops when she notices
Commodore glaring at her.

TR

Not to worry, help is at hand!

LADY VICTORIA

Sir, you should know–

TR

(to Commodore)

…So, why not avoid an unnecessary mess by handing the Lady
and older gentleman over into my custody?

COMMODORE

…because I have have three marksmen with powerful
long arms?

The Commodore turns his pistol on TR. As does the Thug
pointing his rifle at the Professor. The Commodore gives that Thug an angry
glare. Another exchange of rifle barrels ends with a different Thug aimed at
the Professor and all other guns leveled at TR.

TR

(to Thug
1)
It
is
good
that
you
wore
that
heavy
coat!

FIRST FIGHT SEQUENCE

Suddenly, TR grabs the first rifleman, discharges into the
second and the third shoots the first from TR’s hands. The Commodore turns the
steam pistol on TR. At which point Lady Victoria steps out from behind TR just
in time to lose her HAT to the pistol in commodor’s hand. In the second of
shock that follows, TR kicks the pistol out of the Commodore’s hands and into
the Professor’s who shoots guard three.

The Commodore, looking nonplussed, takes out a
WHISTLE and blows it. The shrill noise echoes through the cramped complex.

TR

(wiggling a finger in his ear)
Oww?

From far down the piped passageway, Thai and THUG 4 appear
from around a bend. Immediately, they start firing at TR.

LADY VICTORIA

(to Commodore)

The
very…how
dare you?

TR

Madam, Sir…no time to dottle!

LADY VICTORIA

But…

A hail of steamy bullets strikes the beam very near the Lady
Victoria. In fact, one knocks her hat off. TR grabs Lady Victoria and Professor
and leads them into the cover of the steam stacks. Thai and Thug 4 join and
help to their feet their fallen comrades.

COMMODORE

Shoot them!

The Thugs look at each other then back to the Commodore with
trepidation.

THUG 3

Even Lady Victoria, sir?

COMMODORE (cont’d)

Well, shoot…carefully.

Thai, and thugs 3 and 4 give chase. Thug 1 and 2 run a
different route.

EXT.
BOILER ROOM

TR leads Lady Victoria by hand and Professor inside.

INT.
BOILER ROOM

LARGE ENGINE with accompanying PANEL of dials and
instruments. The three enter the room.

Lady Victoria snatches away her hand and slaps TR hard.

TR

Am I missing something?

LADY VICTORIA

Yes! I am the Lady Victoria Noble Daughter of His Grace the
Duke of Windsor!

PROFESSOR

We must go! I have means for escape!

TR

You are not dressed like any royalty I know, Madam!

LADY VICTORIA

The Commodore happens to be a very close friend of mine and I
was certainly not in his custody, but his care.

TR

You mean to tell me you were not being held captive?

LADY VICTORIA

Certainly not.

PROFESSOR

We have very bad men hunting us! We should go!

TR

(to Professor)

But you were being held captive, right?

PROFESSOR

Uh, yes, of course! TR, we should–

LADY VICTORIA

I do not understand why you would harbor this thief!

PROFESSOR

Please I…what?

TR

(to Professor)

Is that true?

PROFESSOR

No…yes…not exactly! The Commodore’s money financed
the construction of my experimental weapon designs. But I
discovered that we were constructing them off book. He has no intention of
shipping them to the Confederation! Or Great Britain for that
matter. That is why I am taking them.

Lady Victoria is given pause.

TR

I must know, sir, what do you know about what the Commodore
was mining?

PROFESSOR

I know nothing, I…

A steam rifle shot slams into
the wall next to them. TR takes out the pistol and returns fire.

PROFESSOR (cont’d)

They found us.

TR

I do not know if I trust either of you, but I know that the
Commodore is rotten to the core…and dangerous.

(extends hand to Lady Victoria)

I’ll get you to safety and we can sort it out.

Lady Victoria pauses, then turns her back. The shots are
pouring in at this point.

LADY VICTORIA

I suggest you leave.

TR

Fine!

(to Professor)

Do you have a way to get out of here?

PROFESSOR

Absolutely! Everything is already set! Through that
door into the tunnel.

The door is blocked by a metal gate. Armed guards take cover
and continue at our heroes. TR, returns fire knocking each of them back the way
they came.

TR

How do we get through that door?

PROFESSOR

Turn the dial on the side of the pistol for more
power, ja?

TR cranks the dial on the side to the highest number, and
points the gun at the gate.

PROFESSOR (cont’d)

Not so close!

TR fires, the gate blows open. TR flies back landing on his
rear.

TR

(recovering)
Bully!

PROFESSOR

This way!

TR

(to Lady Victoria)

Last chance.

She does not turn.

Professor runs as TR follows. They go down some stairs.

Commodore and his Thugs enter.

COMMODORE

(to Thugs)

Keep after them!

The Thugs give chase.

COMMODORE (cont’d)

Dahlin’, thank heavens that scallywag did not harm my perfect
flower!

Lady Victoria hammers his jaw with a short, right cross.

COMMODORE (cont’d)

…Oww?

LADY VICTORIA

Why in good grace were your goons firing at
me…me…your betrothed?

COMMODORE

(recovering)
I
told
them
to
be
careful?

LADY VICTORIA

And what care were you exercising when they
pierced my hat with one of your projectiles?

COMMODORE

The utmost, dahlin’. I assure you…

LADY VICTORIA

I must say, Terrence, there have been some disturbing
allegations today and unfortunately, there is evidence to support them. The
Professor claims that you are building powerful weapons off book.

COMMODORE

Dahlin’, it’s all just good business. I merely rearranged
the original terms to terms more favorable…for me.

LADY VICTORIA

Well if any of these terms were with Great
Britain, my father will be informed!

COMMODORE

I’m afraid I cannot allow that, dahlin’. Besides,
it’s easier to beg forgiveness than ask permission. In the end, I believe they
will be asking for
forgiveness from me…

LADY VICTORIA

(suddenly
grim)
My
father
would
never
beg
from
anyone.
Not
even
you.

COMMODORE

Give him time.

INT. TUNNEL

It is dark and damp with entrances at either end. Thug 1,3
and 2 (who brings up the rear) follow through the way TR and Professor entered
the tunnel, Thai and Thug 4 drop down the entrance at the end of tunnel where
TR, and Professor were. However, TR and Professor are nowhere to be found.

TR emerges from hiding and grabs Thug 3 and covers his mouth
with his hand and places the pistol to his head.

TR

(whispers)

Listen closely. You are going to turn around and run the way
you came, or I will ventilate your head!

Thug 3 nods his head, then, TR releases him and he does what
he is told, and as he does,

TR (cont’d)

(yells)
This
way,
Professor!

Thai and all the Thugs follow the sound of the footsteps and
TR’s message. As soon as they clear the tunnel, TR and Professor emerge from a
hiding place and run the opposite direction.

INT.
BOILER ROOM

Thai and the Thugs enter, and see a dejected Thug 3 along
with an angry Commodore.

COMMODORE

(anger)

I want the head of those two on a mantle on my wall!

Everyone starts to move, when,

COMMODORE (cont’d)

Belay that!

(to Lady Victoria)

Victoria, you will be discreet regarding what you have seen
until such time I deem appropriate to reveal it?

LADY VICTORIA

Absolutely not! I must inform father, immediately!

Commodore looks hard at her, then,

COMMODORE

I believe you.

(to Thugs)

Gentlemen, it is time to dispose of the Lady Victoria!

LADY VICTORIA

But…you said you loved me!

COMMODORE

I said a lot of things, dear. There’s always
another train coming in.

LADY VICTORIA

You would shoot an unarmed lady?

COMMODORE

Me? Of course not, madam, I am a gentleman! It truly takes
the lowest of all reprobates to take arms against a defenseless woman!

(to Thug 1 & 3 making hurry gestures)

So you two…run along.

THUG 3

Us?

COMMODORE

Do I stutter?

Thug 1 & 3 raise their weapons to Lady Victoria’s head,
but Commodore stops them.

COMMODORE (cont’d)

Not here, I don’t want to soil my boiler room. Take her
across the main field to the stacks and do it there. The rest of you, fan out
and find those two scoundrels who have given me this colossal headache!

Thai and the thugs do as they are told, with Lady Victoria
protesting as loud as possible.

EXT. DOCK

TR and Professor are at the bottom of a long stairway that
leads up to the dock. They observe That and most of the Thugs commence their
search.

PROFESSOR

Our safe passage lies at the dock!

TR

Bully!

Before they start up, TR notices Lady Victoria, screaming and
struggling in protest under the control of Thugs 1 & 3, being moved to
another location.

TR (cont’d)

I bet she has changed her mind now!

PROFESSOR

We should go.

TR

C’Mon!

PROFESSOR

Mein got.

The two head toward Lady Victoria.

EXT.
FURNACES

TR and Professor arrive in time to see Lady Victoria lined up
against the wall with Thug 1, and Thug 3 guns pointed.

LADY VICTORIA

It takes two of you to kill me? I suppose that is so neither
of you will know for sure who killed an unarmed woman?

THUG 1

Pretty much.

They take aim.

TR

Why don’t you pick on someone your own size and state of
armament?

Commodore, Thai, and the remaining Thugs all jump into sight,
their weapons pointed at TR and Professor.

COMMODORE

You are nothing, if not predictable, TR. And, now, allow me
to help you on your journey to oblivion!

TR

We’re not done yet!

COMMODORE

Sure you are!

(to Thugs)

Gentleman, to arms!

TR

Really, Commodore?

TR taps the large tank behind him labeled, “HIGHLY
INFLAMMABLE”

COMMODORE

Fine. March them right outside and slaughter them
there!

Thugs lower their rifles. TR seizing the moment whips out the
steam pistol and pulls the trigger…to no effect.

COMMODORE

(taking the pistol)

Whenever you are ready gentlemen..?

They walk.

PROFESSOR

Ah. At full power the pistol dissipates its power shortly, ja?

TR

Feel free to volunteer information such as that sooner next
time, Professor.

PROFESSOR

(whispers to
TR)
So
now
you
wave
your
hands
about
so
the
bad
guys will fly around and we will run, ja?

TR

I already played that hand. We need another distraction.

Lady Victoria hears TR.

LADY VICTORIA

Not a problem.

Lady Victoria fiddles with an attachment on her back and her
corset flies off. We see the present company look into her corset with some
confusion.

ANGLE CORSET

Under her clothing is an expertly crafted breastplate of
brass and copper.

LADY VICTORIA (cont’d)

Oh, silly me…

The Lady Victoria turns a clasp. FROM BEHIND we see the
breast plate hinge out and up over he shoulders. THIS garners the sudden and
undivided attention of all present, including TR, who has moved beside the two
Thugs.

COMMODORE

I’m going to miss those…

The Lady Victoria finally catches TR’s gaze. She nods her
head at the Thugs.

TR

Uh, yes, of course.

TR and Professor fly into action, stunning Commodore and the
Thugs throwing Thai across the cobblestones in the process. The Professor leads
Lady Victoria (who covers herself up) and TR begin to
escape.

Thai, recovering from the ambush. Leaps over he prone bodies
of his comrades and makes directly toward TR.

PROFESSOR

Look out!

Professor retrieves a metal ball a little larger than an
orange. It has tiny valves and rivets across its metal surface. He throws it
over TR and it strikes Thai. There is an explosion of dissipating steam. When
that clears we see a frozen Thai, stopped mid attack in a giant wall of ice.
The wall itself separating the Commodore and thugs from our Heroes and Thug
number 3. 3 is the lone henchman remaining on the same side of the ice wall as
our heroes.

Thug number 3 looks back at Thai and is visibly shaken. He
looks at TR and weighs his options. TR assumes a fighting stance. Thug Number 3
sets his jaw, lowers his bayonet and charges TR, shouting. TR sets in ready
to repel the charging thug but instead is handed the thug’s rifle. A
bewildered TR can only turn to watch the retreating thug who waves fare well as
he continues to run and scream.

TR and the gang then make for the stairs across the shipyard.

EXT. MAIN
PORT

The three are at the base of the stairs leading up to the
main sport, where there is no ship docked.

PROFESSOR

Up here. Hurry!

TR

There? (looks) What is the matter with you? There is
nothing up there but a dead end and us!

PROFESSOR

No, trust me!

Professor climbs the stairs, TR and Lady Victoria reluctantly
follow.

GANTRY ABOVE SHIPYARDS

The professor, breathing hard, reaches the top of the gantry.
He runs directly to an isolated podium standing up from the otherwise
featureless deck. He begins to fumble with levers. TR looks back
down the ladder.

Below and back across the shipyard, an exhausted Commodore
and his
thugs struggle at the ice wall.

TR

They are still coming!

PROFESSOR

I need merely a moment alone, ja?

Professor reaches deeply into his pants.

LADY VICTORIA

Surely not!

PROFESSOR

Der only place they would not search, Ja?

TR

I know I would not!

Professor removes a key and inserts it into the podium. He
turns the key and an elevator platform raises into position. Upon it, the same
mech and driver from the tunnels below.

TR

And how in God’s name is that supposed to help?

PROFESSOR (cont’d)

Nein! I mean, it wasn’t me!

TR

Professor! Do you have any more of those extraordinary ice
grenades?

PROFESSOR

(enthusiastically)

Ja! Hundreds!

TR

Well toss one here!

PROFESSOR

Ach. On the airship, I mean.

TR can only glare at the Professor. He then charges full bore
at the mech.

LADY VICTORIA

TR! What are you doing?

TR

You tell me!

The Steam Mech moves to TR with surprising speed and grace.
TR is
grasped and thrown. Landing on the platform near the railing, TR recovers and
raises a fist.

TR (cont’d)

Now see h…

Again the Steam Mech tosses TR. TR lands and regains his
bearing.
TR looks to the professor…

TR

Professor?

PROFESSOR

Ja! Ja!

The Professor pulls another key from his pants and inserts
that one into the podium as well.

TR spies a nearby hook on a mooring rope and quickly whirls
then hurls it at the driver but
finds the Steam Mech all too capable of defecting the projectile. TR then
rushes the Steam Mech only to be thrown to the ground. TR looks back to the
professor who is now searching for yet another key in his pants.

The Steam Mech steps back to look at TR who
recovers the discarded hook and rope a second time. TR thrusts the hook up into
the
body of the Steam Mech jamming two interlocked cogs. The Steam Mech freezes.

TR stands again then grabs the rope dangling from the hook
and gives it a hearty tug. The Mech begins to topple forward.

The mech driver sees the deck rushing forward at his face and
cries in protest.

mech Driver

No. NO!

TR

Oh yes!

We hear the final clank but
only see the violence in the faces of our heroes.

The last key clicks into place. The Professor pulls a lever.
One by one,
GIANT MIRRORED PANELS each clank ninety degrees revealing a CUTTING EDGE
AIRSHIP. Professor takes Lady Victoria and runs toward the airship and begins
to open a BAY DOOR.

EXT.
FURNACES

The Commodore and his men break through the ice Barrier.
Looking upward, the Commodore sees our heroes making toward the now visible air
ship.

COMMODORE

Do not let them get away with my ship!

He steps past he frozen figure of Thai and pauses.

COMMODORE

Sorry, my friend. I would have preferred something more
glorious as your final exit.

The Commodore follows his men toward the ship’s mooring.

WE SEE Thai’s fist breaks through the ice.

INT.
WHEELHOUSE

An ornate interior with STEERING WHEEL and a CONSOLE with
other GUIDANCE EQUIPMENT, and a SCIENCE STATION. We here steam gunfire as our
heroes eneter.

CAPTAIN LAPIERE, a strapping French African man in his
thirties dressed in pilot’s garb, turns
to look at the three.

PROFESSOR

You can fly us out of here, ja?

CAPTAIN LAPIERE

I gather that you are responsible for my ship
being fired upon?

PROFESSOR

My ship!

CAPTAIN LAPIERE

I’m the captain of this ship!

PROFESSOR

I built it!

TR

(labored
breath)
Shut
up,
the
both
of
you!
We
are
taking
fire
so get us out of here!

The hull rings as it is hit with steam rifles from outside.
Commodore is heard through a PHONE connected from the outside.

COMMODORE

My dear Captain LaPiere, unless you want to be
fired and have at least two nations chasing you, you will open the door and
relinquish my property!

LADY VICTORIA

I am not your property!

TR

I believe he means the ship.

CAPTAIN LAPIERE

If there is a good reason why I shouldn’t
open that hatch and let the Commodore aboard, I need to hear it right now.

TR

Because that man is a murderous bastard!

LADY VICTORIA

(pulling a paper from her
vest)
I
have
a
blank
note
from
the
Bank
of
England
with my father’s signature on it.

CAPTAIN LAPIERE

(smiles)
So,
where
are
we
headed?

LADY VICTORIA

(to
TR)
A
woman’s
wiles
can
only
get
a
Lady
so
far.

CAPTAIN LAPIERE

Now which of you has the key?

TR and Lady Victoria both look at the Professor.

PROFESSOR

Right here.

TR and Victoria wince and shield their eyes. The Professor
looks a bit abashed as he runs up to a console and presses his hand on a
blank panel. When he does so, gears and levers surround his hand, then when all
of them lock into place, the ships engine starts up.

TR

Bully!

CAPTAIN LAPIERE

Grab something solid!

LaPiere engages the engine.

PROFESSOR

The…the moorings!

EXT. MAIN
PORT

The mooring cable grow taut then rip the mooring rings right
off the surface of the deck. Ropes and stays whip past the Commodore and his
men. One of the guards is taken completely out by an airborne stay. The
Commodore does not even flinch.

INT.
AIRSHIP

PROFESSOR

…were obviously inadequate.

EXT. MAIN
PORT

The ship takes off as Commodore watches the Thugs fire their
steam weapons. The ship recedes unfettered.

COMMODORE

Gentlemen, please tell me what you hope to achieve
by shooting little balls at an aluminum airship?

The Thugs look at one another. Commodore’s expression
lightens from furious, to almost pleased.

As the Commodore watches the airship recede, two other ships
rise from the shipyards and glide toward the escaping vessel over the watching
Commodore.

EXT.
SHIPYARD OPEN SKY.

The airship continues to gain altitude. From behind its
gasbags, two other sleek and military airships rise above the towers of the
shipyard.

INT.
WHEELHOUSE

CAPTAIN LAPIERE

(checks a
periscope)
We
have
company.

At that moment, Thai explodes from the doorway and tackles TR
starting their brawl.

LADY VICTORIA

Indeed but I believe that our rough riding
friend will take care of him!

CAPTAIN LAPIERE

I was referring to the company aft.

CAPTAIN LAPIERE indicates the rear of the ship. Lady Victoria
runs to the nearest porthole or window. Pilot looks grim.

EXT.
SHIPYARD OPEN SKY.

The other airships open fire.

INT.
WHEELHOUSE

PROFESSOR

We’re cooked!

CAPTAIN LAPIERE

Cooked? No. A little braised maybe.

The pilot pulls levers and throws the wheel hard to port. The
tilting of the deck forces the battling TR and Thai to roll across the
wheelhouse.

TR

(to Thai)

How
did
you
even
get
up
here?

Lady Victoria sidesteps the combat. The Airship climbs and
reaches a thick bank of clouds. Firing, the military airships follow into the
cotton white quagmire.

INT.
WHEELHOUSE

CAPTAIN LAPIERE

Professor, if you have not already done so,
now may be a good time to test the new equipment you installed.

PROFESSOR

What? Oh! Quite!

Professor moves to the science station and reaches for a
lever, however, Thai sees this and strikes TR who falls into Pilot causing
Pilot to turn the wheel hard causing everyone to stumble, preventing Professor
from pulling the desired lever.

Professor struggles and finally regains his balance and makes
his way for the lever. Thai lunges for him again, but TR grabs Thai’s coat
keeping him from advancing, until Thai wriggles out of his coat, and strikes
Professor, knocking him out.

TR strikes Thai knocking him back across the wheelhouse. Thai
counters with a devastating blow to TR which knocks him out of the cabin. Thai
follows…

EXT.
AIRSHIP WALKWAY

The Airship rises through dark clouds.

Thai lunges after TR. There is a brief struggle resulting in
TR being thrown over the low railing. He catches a lower wrung and is hanging
by one hand over a cloudy oblivion.

EXT.
AIRSHIP CLOUDS

The military airships are gaining on the airship, firing.
Suddenly, lightning arcs from the clouds to the Professor’s airship. It bounces
between the gas bags of the Professor’s airship gaining potential. Finally, it
leaps back toward the lead military airship which EXPLODES and wounded, gyrates
back the way it came. The second military airship, unable to avoid the sinking
first, STRIKES the wounded ship and itself decomposes in a boiling ball of
fire.

The airship finally rises out of the clouds. A clear blue sky
stretches before us.

INT.
AIRSHIP

Lady Victoria stands with a death grip on the lever she just
pulled, the one Professor was striving for.

LADY VICTORIA

What? I am an Oxford Graduate.

EXT.
AIRSHIP WALKWAY

Thai smiles and directs a heel smash at TR’s fingers. In that
instant, TR snaps his grasp from the rail to Thai’s leg. He pulls himself up
and with one move pulls Thai off the walkway and secures a grasp on the railing.

EXT.
CLOUDS DAY

We see Thai plummeting toward the clouds below.

INT.
WHEELHOUSE

A frazzled TR enters the cabin. Before anyone can speak, he
raises his finger as if to give everyone pause, takes out his INHALER, takes a
deep breath, and relaxes.

TR

(relieved)

Bully!

A new, unfiltered sunlight fills the cabin. LaPiere flies
along, the others squint in the virgin sunlight.

LaPiere is struck by TR’s turn of phrase. He turns to face
TR. TR makes eye contact and moves toward LaPiere to shake his hand.

TR

The name is TR sir!

CAPTAIN LAPIERE

I know who you are, monsieur.

TR

(in French)

Pardon? Vous me prenez uninconvénient, monsieur!

SUBTITLES: Pardon? You have me at a disadvantage,sir!

CAPTAIN LAPIERE (in French)

Je sais que vous êtes téméraire
catastrophique!

SUBTITLES: I know you are catastrophically reckless.

TR freezes, uncertain how to respond. The PROFESSOR seizes
this moment to intercede.

PROFESSOR Danke, Danke Herr TR. You really pulled our fettes
from der fuer, Ja?

TR You are welcome…quite welcome…

CAPTAIN LAPIERE

Tell me Herr Doctor, who lit this fire before removing saving
your fat?

PROFESSOR

Vas?

Lady Victoria realizes sheepishly walks up to TR.

LADY VICTORIA

While I fear the good captain has a point, I
acknowledge that you did open my eyes to the true nature of…Mister Hamilton.
And extracted us from the clutches of his uncouth minions. I owe you my well
being I suppose…

Lady Victoria holds out her hand to TR to be kissed. TR sees
this.

TR

Madame, if you are offering thanks, I accept. Most
graciously.

TR takes Lady Victoria’s hand as if to kiss.

CAPTAIN LAPIERE

Fine. Thanks all around. Do we have a heading?

Lady Victoria spins to face LaPiere, snaching her hand from
TR who kisses his own hand.

TR

What just happened?

LADY VICTORIA (impulsively) England! Or the nearest dominion
there of. I must warn my father of Mister Hamilton’s plans. (under her breath)
And to cancel any wedding plans he may have been fostering.

PROFESSOR

Nien! Germany! I must let the Confederation know that the
device works…and that it may now be a bigger threat than the one it was
designed to combat!

The professor removes the rock from his pocket and examines
it in his hands.

TR

No.

All turn to face TR.

TR (cont’d)

Just set course for the nearest free port until
we can sort this all out. We can wire both the German Confederation and your
father from there.  Anyway, we have a more pressing question.

Everyone else looks at TR with anticipation.

TR
(CONT’D)

What was the Commodore mining out west?

Professor pulls the covered rock out of his pocket just
enough to look at it.

PROFESSOR

(whispers to self)

Mein gott.

EXT. THE
GREAT BLUE SKY

The airship flies away into adventure.

EXT.
CLOUDS SUNSET

We see Thai still falling to the ground. Streets and airships
can be seen below him. Thai sets his teeth to a determined grin. He pulls his
goggles over his eyes.

EXT.
CLOUDS SUNSET

Thai plummets to the ground below…

END

 

5 Responses to “Steampunk Draft 2.0”

  1. avatar Birney Kawanawitz says:

    Hiya Tomby, and or Brian, it’s Birney.

    Gotta spot for me as one of your thugs or some such?

    Cross says that you have a get together Saturday. I can stop by for a minute early on, as I have a prior commitment.

    205-515-2062

    • avatar dwoods says:

      To quote Paul Bearer: “Ooooooooooh Yeeeeeeeees”! Speaking as Commodore Terrance Hamilton himself, I most assuredly could use your talents on my staff as an able guard. Speaking as Tombstone, you are always a welcome addition to our projects Mr. K, AKA the hardest working man in GCW.

      I’m sure Cross will give you the details about Saturday, if he has not already!

  2. avatar VanShark says:

    can you just leave out the part with the “distraction” the dutchess does?

  3. avatar HYIP says:

    Do not open account at OKPAY. It’s SCAM!

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