"Invasion of the Giant Bacteria: Act Two" - Views: 46 · Hits: 46 - Type: Public

ACT TWO

FADE IN:

EXT. SALVAGE YARD

It's the next day. Late morning, just getting on noon. Callie Briggs drives up to the garage in her car. It's making an unusual pinging and clonking sound.

EXT. GARAGE

Callie slows outside of the garage. The green sedan's front end looks more than a little beaten up: scorched, missing its bumper, one headlight broken and the hood slightly crumpled. Stopped, Callie honks the horn. Chance comes outside, looking a little grumpy, although his expression brightens considerably when he sees who their customer is. Cutting the motor off, Callie gets out.

CALLIE
Hi, Chance.

CHANCE
Hi...

His enthusiasm is dampened slightly when he sees the state her car is in. He stares at it and looks up at her.

CHANCE
What happened to your car?!

CALLIE
Oh, I was over at the Megakat Refinery when it exploded. A piece of debris hit it.

Chance winces, remembering, but regains his composure. He offers a flirtatious smile, sitting against the front fender of the vehicle, arms crossed.

CHANCE
What were you doing way out there, Callie?

Callie smiles brightly.

CALLIE
Didn't you guys hear? The SWAT Kats defeated Morbulus! You know, the one who was bombing all the refineries?

CHANCE
(mock surprise)
Ah...

Jake comes out, wiping his hands with an old rag.

JAKE
Yeah, we heard...

Turning, he wads the rag up and tosses it into the open driver's side door of their tow truck, which is parked half in and half out of the garage.

JAKE
...when we had a TV.

He fixes Chance with an annoyed, narrow-eyed glare. Chance ignores him.

CALLIE
Anyway, I wanted you guys take a look at the engine and maybe fix it up for me. I don't care about it looks so much as whether it drives, and the engine started making this funny kind of pinging noise all the way back from Megakat Bay. And this morning the "ping" turned into a "clonk," and, well, I wanna nip this in the bud so I'm not caught on the side of the road somewhere having to call you guys to come tow me.

CHANCE
Sure thing.

Callie hands him her car keys.

CHANCE
We'll probably have it ready in just a couple of days.

As Jake busies himself stooping to examine the damage to the car, Chance smirks, easing himself off of the fender and walks over to the tow truck.

CHANCE
Want me to give you a ride back into town in the tow truck?

He gives the truck's hood an affectionate pat. No sooner are those words out of his mouth then we hear a horn honking offscreen. A long white limousine (Mayor Manx's, to be precise) pulls in and slides to a halt. A uniformed CHAUFFEUR gets out. He's thin, with beady eyes and a slightly upturned muzzle, giving him a snooty appearance. He goes and and opens the back door for Callie. Manx isn't inside. Callie smiles apologetically at Chance.

CALLIE
(touched)
No need. I am the Deputy Mayor, after all. But thanks anyway, Chance.

She turns and walks towards the limo. Sauntering back to the garage, he smirks at Jake.

CHANCE
(confident)
Heh, she's crazy about me.

Jake shakes his head. Overhearing, Callie grinned and stopped, turning to glance back at the two. She gives a sultry wave - not to Chance, but to Jake.

CALLIE
(sexy)
Bye, Jaaaaake!

She gets into the limo. Chance stands there, eyes wide and mouth agape, as the chauffeur shuts the door, then goes and gets in and drives off. He balls up a fist as if to playfully punch Jake in the shoulder, but holds back, sighing. Jake just chuckles. The two of then turn and go into the garage.

INT. GARAGE

Chance and Jake go over to where the broken TV has been dismantled by Jake, the shattered screen removed and discarded, the wires and various inner workings of the appliance strewn here and there.

CHANCE
(hopeful)
So, how 'bout the TV...?

JAKE
Nada.

He picks up and examines some random bit of the appliance's innards.

JAKE
The thing's history.

So saying, he throws the doo-dad he's holding with a flick of his wrist to clatter noisily among the other TV parts.

CHANCE
What?!

JAKE
Yeah, it's amazing how much damage one can of milk can do!

CHANCE
Crud.

He shoves the gutted TV over impotently. Jake winces.

CHANCE
Well, we'll just have to get a new one!

JAKE
With what money...?

Chance struggles to calm down.

CHANCE
Well...

Suddenly a raspy, high-pitched and frankly whiny voice cuts in from offscreen:

MURRAY
Hey, looooooovebirds!

Chance cringes. Chance and Jake turn to find BURKE and MURRAY standing there laughing at them, having walked in through the open garage door offscreen a moment ago.

CHANCE
What do you guys want? We're busy.

BURKE
(sneers)
Yeah, we saw. Flirtin' with da Deputy Mayor!

He clasps his hands together and pretends to swoon, affecting a feminine high pitch to his voice as Murray folds his arms behind his head, eyes closed, and starts shaking his rear end from side to side in a parody of a seductive little dance.

BURKE
(mocking)
"Oooooh, Chaaaance! You're so big and manly, marry me now and give me a tongue-bath, baby!"

He does a very poor imitation of Callie Briggs indeed. Murray joins in, pretending to be Chance in this romantic scenario he and his brother have envisioned for their friend, making kissing sounds and hugging Burke's considerable belly.

MURRAY
(mocking)
"Mwah-mwah-mwah-mwah! Yeah, baby, give the Chance-inator a big ol' smooch, babycakes!"

All things considered, he does a better imitation of Chance than his brother does of Callie. Annoyed, Burke breaks character and attempts to shove Murray off.

BURKE
Get off! Stop it!

He shoves Murray off. The smaller kat rolls around on the floor laughing like a dying hyena.

CHANCE
(not amused)
I said, what do you guys want? Don't you have some house to go haunt?

After he finally stops laughing, Murray picks himself up off of the floor and dusts himself off.

MURRAY
We just wanted to let you two sweethearts know we was headin' off to get some scrap and we was gonna be in town. We might grab a pizza.

CHANCE
A pizza for breakfast?

Murray throws his hands up.

MURRAY
Donuts, then! Look, that's not the point! Ya want anythin'? Besides a scrap heap sandwich, I mean?

Burke snorts with laughter.

JAKE
No thanks.

CHANCE
Yeah, but you guys get whatever, y'know...

MURRAY
(annoyed)
Eh, fine! Just a waste of good donuts anyway. C'mon, Burke.

The two wave goodbye and go outside. We hear a motor roar to life and drive away.

JAKE
Those two... I just don't get them.

CHANCE
Me neither. So...

He walks outside.

EXT. GARAGE

Chance goes over to Callie's car, Jake following. He pops the hood.

CHANCE
Whaddaya say we give this baby a looksee?

He has a gleam in his eyes, which Jake notices. He is immediately on guard.

JAKE
(gently warning)
Chance, remember, she just wants the engine runnin' smooth again...

Chance shuts the hood.

CHANCE
Yeah, but who said it couldn't run twice as good as before?

JAKE
(exasperated)
What did you have in mind?

CHANCE
Help me get this baby into the garage and I'll show ya!

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. FARM

A farm on the edge of the swamp. The FARMER is in a field on the far side of his barn, tossing hay into the back of his pickup truck with a pitchfork. He stops and wipes his forehead.

FARMER
Whew, this job's bigger than I thought.

He resumes his work after a moment.

In front of the barn, a lone cow is grazing out of her owner's line of sight. Suddenly, a shadow falls over her. She looks up and lets out a moo of fear.

The farmer hears the sounds of a frantic struggle and slimy slurping sounds. Pitchfork in hand, he runs over. The mooing ceases abruptly and the slurping noises get louder.

FARMER
(concerned)
What's goin' over here?

He comes around the side of the barn and stops in his tracks, gasping. Standing where the cow used to be is a huge, hulking purple BACTERIA MONSTER. Formerly Morbulus, this creature stands some ten feet tall at the moment, with a vaguely humanoid body shape with arms, legs and something that could charitably be called a head, with four yellow eyes lined up in front just above something that passes for a nose and a great, gaping black maw with thick strands of purple goo connecting its upper and lower lips. Its mouth is curled into a wide, evil smile. The cow's tail currently hangs out of it, and the creature slurps it up like a noodle.

The farmer backs away, raising his pitchfork threateningly.

FARMER
(terrified)
Stay back! G--Get away!

The monster steps toward him. He jabs at it with his pitchfork to no effect. Suddenly, Dr. Viper's tail whips in from offscreen and wraps around his waist, lifting him up off his feet.

VIPER
I'll teach you not to meddle with my creation!

Entering from offscreen, Dr. Viper beckons with a finger towards the purple bacteria monster, and uses his tail to hold the struggling farmer up to it. The creature opens wide.

FARMER
Nooo...!

With a flick of his tail, Viper tosses the farmer screaming into the hideous, grining maw which closes over him and eats him in one gulp.

VIPER
Now that you've had your breakfassst, it's time we went into Megakat City!

The creature stares down at him, uncomprehending. He starts backing up, motioning towards himself with "Come to me" gestures.

VIPER
Follow me! Forward! Lotsss to eat!

The bacteria monster, now noticeably several feet taller, lingers as if unsure or unwilling to follow, before moving forward with a lurching motion. Viper grins.

VIPER
Good! Yesss! Ssso much to eat! Now, let'sss go!

Continuing to issue simple directions, he holds up a finger and turns and walks towards a drain pipe just across the road from the farm. A crude-looking sign on the side of the road reads: "Welcome to Megakat City." The skyline of the city is visible several miles away.

CUT TO:

INT. GARAGE

Jake stands holding a "turboplug," which is what appears to be a slightly modified sparkplug, up to the light. Callie's car, looked a little bit better but still mighty dinged up, sits with the hood up. Chance is under the hood, doing something underneath to the engine.

JAKE
I'm noting my objection for the record here, Chance, I'm not sure this is a good idea.

CHANCE
(from under the hood)
Objection noted.

He slips out from under the hood, having finished installing the turboplugs into the engine.

CHANCE
(trying to be reassuring)
Relax, Jake.

He walks around and opens the door. He slides into the driver's seat, but leaves the door open so he can talk to Jake.

CHANCE
Callie should have extra horsepower, y'know, in case of an emergency.

JAKE
(warning)
I'm not disagreeing, but, Chance, these things are designed to go in jet engines! Who knows what they'll do to an ordinary car engine like this!

CHANCE
(smooth, seductive)
Jaaaaake, I'm a professional. I know what an engine can handle.

JAKE
I'm tellin' ya, you're gonna blow it...

He pockets the spare plug he's been examining.

JAKE
(sighing)
Well, with the car already busted from the other day, there isn't much else we can do to the poor thing when your idea inevitably fails...

Chance makes wordless mimicking movements with his mouth in mockery, inserting the key into the ignition and firing it up. The vehicle roars to life deafeningly.

CHANCE
(feeling vindicated)
See? Purrs like a kitten!

He steps on the accelerator, revving the engine powerfully.

CHANCE
Grrrooooowls like a tiger!

Something in the noise the engine is making doesn't sound quite right to jake. Frantic to avert utter disaster, Jake grabs a toolbox and gets underneath the hood. Suddenly--

BLAM!!!

Smoke pours in thick, noxious waves from the now completely blown out engine. Chance bites his lower lip sheepishly and after a second turns the ignition off. Getting out, he walks over to Jake who slides out from under the hood, his face blackened and his fur slightly (cartoonishly) singed. The one turboplug he'd managed to remove he holds smoking in his hand. It's partially melted.

JAKE
(smoke coming out of his mouth)
Blows like a volcano...

Chance doesn't reply, waving smoke away.

JAKE
(coughing)
Great idea, Chance. Now what'll we tell Callie?
(he stops coughing)
"Sorry, Ms. Briggs, we know you brought your car in to get fixed but we broke it even more?"

Chance waves smoke away and coughs a bit.

CHANCE
(coughing)
Eh, I dunno, I'll thinking of somethin'...

Just then, they hear the blaring of a truck horn.

JAKE
Just what we need.

He wipes his face off.

JAKE
Burke and Murray are back.

They go outside to the "beep-beep-beep" sound of heavy machinery backing up.

EXT. SALVAGE YARD - DAY.

Burke and Murray's filthy, noisy dump truck sits idling with its back end pointed at the garagem filled to overflowing with the junk and garbage the two have collected. Murray leans out the driver's side door, a half-eaten donut in his hand.

MURRAY
Got a special delivery for ya!
(turns to the inside)
Hit it!

The tipper portion of the truck then tilts back and unceremoniously dumps the gigantic pile of scrap all over the ground. In the cab, Burke and Murray laugh as Chance and Jake walk up to stand beside the vehicle.

MURRAY
Man, nothin' brightens up my day better than a little lawn decoratin'!

He crams the rest of his donut into his mouth. Burke is visible over his brother's shoulder. It's amazing he can cram himself into the cab.

BURKE
If you can call that patch a' filthy dirty a lawn!

MURRAY
(talking with his mouth full)
Yeah!

Murray laughs, swallows and then suddenly makes a horrible "hwark" noise, eyes bulging. He lurches back and forth in the seat. He's choking. Burke looks concerned but seems slow in realizing his sibling is in need of assistance, grabbing Murray's shoulder.
BURKE
Hey, you okay, Murray? You're makin' some pretty weird faces, man...
(increasingly worried)
You're scarin' me!

Murray opens the door, struggles to exit, but is caught by his seatbelt. He fumbles with it, but panics and gives up, and just resorts to grabbing the wheel and laying on the horn as his face balloons up. HONK!, HONK!, HOOOONKKKK!!! A wide-eyed Chance, all action, leaps up on pure instict after a moment of uncomprehending hesitation and stands on the running board, grabbing the little jerk around the middle giving him the Heimlich. Once. Twice. A third time. Glargh! The shorter kat, flailing, spits up the throat-clogging mass of chewed-up donut. It splatters on the dashboard.

BURKE
Ick...

Chance, panting and sweaty, climbs down, and stands back.

MURRAY
(panting, wheezing)
Thanks Chance...

He shoves Burke away angrily.

MURRAY
I'm fine, I'm fine!

He coughs a few more times, and, then, his moment of vulnerability passing, he goes back to laughing. He buckles himself in and shuts the door, then hands Chance a clipboard with a delivery form on it and a pencil that looks like it could really use sharpening.

MURRAY
Sign here.

Chance does so, handing the clipboard back.

MURRAY
Keep the pencil.

A few moments later, he hands a piece of paper out to them. Their copy of the delivery form. Chance folds it up and puts it into his pocket.

MURRAY
Well, boys, it's been a blast, but we gotta be gettin' back out on the road.

BURKE
(jeering)
Gotta report in to Commander Feral about his favorite Enforcer washouts! We'll tell him you sent your loooove!

Murray thwacks him.

MURRAY
(at his brother)
Give it a rest, lard-head!
(to Chance and Jake)
Adios, amigos!

He floors it, the truck speeding off. It kicks up a huge amount of dust. As it clears, Chance and Jake are left standing there amid the pile of junk their "friends" left for them. Chance shakes his head.

CHANCE
Jerks. Those two dipsticks. That donut almost did us a favor.

Jake smirks.

JAKE
Says the guy who saved 'im. And got a thank-you out of it.

He crosses his arms.

JAKE
Fess up, Chance. You're nothin' but a big ol' softie. Even for Murray.

Chance just shakes his head.

CHANCE
(half-serious)
I did it so we wouldn't have to deal with a grieving Burke.

JAKE
I gotta admit, the thought of that big guy crying doesn't exactly fill me with joy, either...

Turning towards the junk, Chance hitches his belt over his stomach and kicks a bent piece of metal, sending it whizzing through the air to clang off of an automobile engine. He walks over and stoops down, examining it. It isn't new, but appears othrtwise in working order. He grins hugely.

CHANCE
Hey, Jake. Take a look at this.

He grabs it and grunts with the effort of lifting it from among the junk where it lies nestled, his biceps bulging through his shirt sleeves as though they'll spring the seams. He sets it down at Jake's feet as the other kat walks over.

CHANCE
We could put this baby under Callie's hood.

JAKE
(not letting it drop)
Yeah, to replace the one you just exploded.

Chance's smile turns into a frown.

JAKE
(conceding)
But you're right...

He gets down on his hands and knees to examine the engine more closely.

JAKE
It looks like it's in pretty good shape.

CHANCE
Why do you think someone threw it out...?

Jake rises to kne knee.

JAKE
Dunno. Probably just got replaced with a newer model.

CHANCE
And they just pitched it? What a waste!

JAKE
Or it was the good karma fairy...

CHANCE
Huh?

JAKE
Nothin'...

Chance kneels down beside his friend and gives the engine an affectionate pat.

CHANCE
Don't worry, we got a good hood to put you under.

JAKE
(warning)
Without any modifications beyond basic repair.

Chance just grins sheepishly. Jake rises and returns to the junk pile, where he finds what looks like a perfectly good TV set. It's an older model tha the one Chance busted the other day, but otherwise in decent condition. He turns and lifts it above his head like the one foretold in the old legends of Megalith City holding the Dragon Sword aloft in triumph after removing it from the stone. Chance glances up from where he's kneeling a blinks, shielding his eyes with one hand as the afternoon sun shines brilliantly behind the appliance his friend his holding up.

JAKE
(triumphant)
I found our new TV!

CHANCE
(to himself)
Thank you, good karma fairy!

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. MANX MUNICIPAL PARK - DAY

A large expanse of green grass, trees and several stone walkways, the park is full of activity, as Mayor Manx stands on a raised wooden platform at a podium with a microphone. Behind him is a large... something, covered with a white sheet held on by a red ribbon. As Manx gives his speech, Callie Briggs stands off to the side, holding some gold scissors.

Also present are Ann Gora and her cameraman, Jonny, as well as the other reporters and news crews seen at the refinery earlier. Manx's limo sits parked nearby, the chauffeur visible through the windshield, looking bored.

Callie grins and suffers through Manx's murder of the speech she wrote for him, and he's mercifully bringing it to a close as we push in on them.

MANX
...and so, as Mayor of Megakat City, I am proud open to the public the brand-new park that bears my name.
(turning to Callie)
Ms. Briggs?

This is Callie's cue, and she hands Manx the gold scissors. Grinning, he walks over to the big thing covered by the sheet and posea for one of the reporters, the short, orange-haired one who interviewed Feral on TV, to snap a photograph of him poised to cut the ribbon. Flash!

The moment immortalized for posterity, Manx snips the ribbon and the sheet falls away to reveal a huge marble statue of the Mayor himself some fifteen feet tall. It's posed with him looking a lot slimmer than he really is, giving a thumbs-up with one hand and winking.

There's halfhearted applause from the crowd. Ann Gora in particular looks less than impressed with this crime against art.

ANN
(quietly so she can't be heard)
Well, now, isn't he modest...

She then turns toward her cameraman, Jonny, who is aiming the camera at her.

ANN
(raising her voice)
So far, the opening ceremony for the new Manx Municipal Park has gone well.

We pan down along her body to the concrete, but we don't stop at her high-heeled shoes.

We go deeper, descending into...

INT. SEWER

...a sewer tunnel with a high ceiling and fluorescent lights affixed to the walls. Dr. Viper and the grinning bacteria bonster walk along. Because it ate the farmer and his cow, the monster is bigger than it was at the farm now, and can barely fit in the tunnel. It casts a shadow over Viper.

VIPER
(impatient)
Not long now! It'sss just up around--

He stops as he realizes he isn't in the monster's shadow anymore. He turns and sees the creature turning its four eyes towards the manhole cover above them. We can hear the muffled sounds of the crowd attending the park dedication.

VIPER
Don't ssstop now!

The bacteria monster doesn't listen and heads for the hole. Viper is furious.

VIPER
Come back here!
(furious)
Lisssten to me when I'm talking to you!

INT. GARAGE

Chance and Jake are under the hood of Callie's car putting the finishing touches on the refurbished engine they'd just installed. Their "new" TV, which Jake had gotten working with a minimum of fuss, sat on the worktable nearby, showing the park dedication. Ann's report continues.

ANN
(on TV)
Behind me, you can see Mayor Manx and Deputy Mayor Briggs next to the new, uh, centerpiece of the park, a large statue of His Honor designed and built by a local sculptor.

Behind her, the orange-haired reporter is being directed from the raised platform by Manx to snap different angles of him next to the statue as the black-haired reporter watches. The cameraman's view switches first to see the statue, then over to favor Manx and Callie on the platform. Pausing in his work, Chance lays his cheek against one palm and props his elbow against the car.

CHANCE
(dreamy)
That Callie sure is pretty...

Jake glances up.

JAKE
(annoyed)
Yeah, well, she'll be pretty mad if we don't get this thing running.

Getting the idea, Chance sighs and resumes work as Ann Gora continues her report.

ANN
(on TV)
The festivities are a big success...

EXT. MANX MUNICIPAL PARK - DAY

Ann continues speaking.

ANN
...helping the citizens take their minds off yesterday's bombings, and also--

She's cut off by a deep, rumbling guttural sound from beneath the earth, but only those in the vicinity of the manhole - Ann, her cameraman and the other, black-haired reporter - hear it. They stop what they're doing and look around.

BLACK-HAIRED REPORTER
(turning around)
What was that?

The reporter photographing Manx and Callie, who didn't hear the noise, hears his colleague and stops taking pictures, turning around also.

ORANGE-HAIRED REPORTER
(to the other reporter)
Huh?

Callie frowns, while Manx is livid. He shakes his fist impatiently down at the reporter with the camera.

MANX
(annoyed)
Hey, you, why'd you stop taking--

Suddenly, a nearby manhole cover is lifted aside by a huge, gooey purple hand, and the bacteria monster rises up like rancid purple sewage with four blazing yellow eyes and a serial killer's grin. Everyone takes a step back.

BLACK-HAIRED REPORTER
Holy kats!

ANN
Jonny, get a shot of that!!!!

Jonny swings his camera around to point at the monster.

MANX
(horrified)
Godfrey! It's a big purple sticky thing...!

BLACK-HAIRED REPORTER
Run for your lives!

Screams fill the air. The other reporters and assembled spectactors all begin turning and running off as the beast hoists its pliant purple bulk entirely out of the manhole and looses a roar.

INT. GARAGE

Chance and Jake jump up at the sudden change in tone of the news report, watching as enormous, lumpy purple creature with four eyes comes towards the camera.

CITIZENS
(on TV)
Holy kats! Run for your lives!

The camera view begins retreating as the wobbly image of the monster comes closer. Someone, it sounds like Callie, screams.

JAKE
(surprised)
What in the heck is that?!

CHANCE
It's ugly, that's what!

They look at one another. Duty calls.

CHANCE/JAKE
(together)
Let's hit it!

They drop their tools and rush from the room.

EXT. MANX MUNICIPAL PARK - DAY

Tight on Jonny with his camera up. We see the bacteria monster reflected in the lens. He lowers it, revealing the creature now reflected in the mirrored purple sunglasses he's wearing. He turns and runs, revealing a cowering Ann Gora behind him. She shrieks, turns and hurries after him, revealing the orange-haired reporter who stands his ground, continuing to snap photo after photo.

Up on the platform, Manx trembles in terror as Callie fumbles for her purse, taking out her SWAT Kat communicator. As she gets it out and is about to press the button, the terrified Manx backs into her, and his elbow sends the little device flying from her hand. He is unaware that he's done so. He leaps off the platform, tumbling in the grass as he holds onto his toupee. Callie jumps down after him.

CALLIE:
Mayor, wait!

They run off towards the limo. The chauffeur, already in the process of getting out of the limo, squeals at the sight of the monster, and turns and runs away, leaving the door hanging open. Callie grabs Manx by his suit and shoves him into the front seat, climbing in after him and getting behind the wheel and closing the door. Manx wails.

MANX
Callie! Get me out of here!

CALLIE
I'm working on it, Mayor!

The orange-haired reporter keeps taking pictures as he backs up, the monster advancing towards him, annoyed by the flashbulb on his camera. Flash! Flash!! Click-click-click! The camera clicks impotently and makes a whirring noise as the film rewinds. The reporter lowers it in fear, then suddenly the creature hears the sound of an automobile engine turning over. It turns towards the limo, Callie and Manx visible inside.

The bacteria monster walks towards the limo. As it turns, it knocks the statue of Manx over. The statue crushes the wooden platform Manx and Callie had been standing on earlier. Taking this opportunity, the reporter ducks his head and runs, escaping with his camera.

In the limo, Manx screams all manner of terrified gibberish. The engine roars to life and Callie floors it. She hits the curb, sideswiping a fire hydrant, and loses control of the limo, the car careening right towards the monster! She regains control, but not in time to avoid hitting the monster. She slams on the brakes, the front end hitting the bacteria monster in its middle, the front end of the car partially pushing its body in. The monster staggers back with a near-perfect imprint of the front of the limo in its torso, but it quickly fills back in.

Through the windshield, Callie and Manx watch as the grinning black maw opens wider... and wider... and wider...! It's going to swallow the entire car!

CALLIE
Come on, Mayor, hurry!

Turning, she tries to open the driver's door, but it's forced shut; the front end of the car is in the monster's mouth. She grabs the screaming Manx and together they climb through the partition separating the front seat from the much larger and more luxurious back seat, feeling the entire car lurching, as, behind them, the glass, metal and upholstery begins rapidly dissolving into a hideous goo the deeper down the bacteria monster's throat it goes.

Throwing open the rear passenger door, Callie leaps out, followed by Manx, as the monster has already eaten its way along the length of the car's long body in only two quick bites. Worse, it's getting larger the more it eats, more than doubling in size, increasing to at least thirty feet tall. They race around the bulk of the monster, headed back the way they came. Manx pauses to fret over his toppled statue.

MANX
Oh, no, no, noooo...!

CALLIE
No time for that, Mayor!

The bacteria monster's mouth closes around the rear bumper of the limo after a third gulp and it belches up a tire, and then the bacteria monster turns and sees them. It lurches towards them.

Suddenly, the Turbokat roars into view and begins to circle the park. T-Bone and Razor look down at the creature.

T-BONE
Eew, that thing looks nasty!

RAZOR
Yeah, and it's closing in on Callie and the Mayor!

T-Bone looks where Razor points, to see the tiny figures of Manx and Callie running away from the bacteria monster across the green grass of the park.

RAZOR
But that's easily taken care of!

Hearing the approaching jet, the bacteria monster turns away from Callie and the Mayor. It growls at the Turbokat, its four eyes all lined up in a row following the aircraft's zooming progress with evil intelligence and mindless rage and hunger. The corners of its gaping pit of a maw turn up in even further in evil delight. The bacteria monster is also now much bigger than before, having eaten so much in the past few minutes.

RAZOR
Eat this, slimeball!

He targets the monster right between its two innermost eyes and launches a missile. The missile flies and hits it dead center! There is an enormous explosion and a cloud of smoke obscures the creature's body. We hear a bellow of pain.

RAZOR
(cheering)
Yes!

T-BONE
Radical shot, buddy!

Suddenly Razor narrows his eyes and leans forward peering through his scope.

RAZOR
Uh-oh...

T-Bone turns to look down. The smoke clears, revealing the monster has not been destroyed by the explosion, but split, divided nearly perfectly down the center of its body. Strands of purple goo connect the two halves, and after a vain effort to pull itself back together, the two pieces split apart completely. The one on the right slowly regrows its missing left side, including an arm and leg. The one on the left follows suit, just with its right side. Where once stood a bacteria monster with four eyes some thirty feet in height, now stand two bacteria monsters of smaller size (roughly the same size as the monster was originally) with two eyes each.

T-BONE
Well that's something you don't see everyday...

Down below, the two-eyed bacteria monster on the left turns and resumes the original four-eyed creature's pursuit of Callie and Manx. Suddenly, they hear helicopter rotors and a rope ladder drops down. They look up to see an Enforcer chopper hovering above them. Manx grabs the ladder first, climbing frantically as the monster advances towards them. Callie hurries after them, and the chopper lifts higher into the air with them clinging to the ladder. The bacteria monster reaches for her, and misses - barely! Its slimy purple hand whooses through the air close enough to touch.

They scurry up the ladder, climbing in through the open side door. Up front, Commander Feral is seated in the pilot's seat, flying the helicopter. A grim-faced ENFORCER PILOT is in the other seat. Feral turns to their two passengers as Callie pulls the rope ladder up.

FERAL
Don't worry, Mr. Mayor, the Enforcers are here!

With Feral are two more Enforcer choppers. They move as one towards the two bacteria monsters.

FERAL
(into his headset microphone)
On my order, fire on those things!

ENFORCER PILOT (VO)
(filtered through radio)
Yes, sir!

T-Bone's voice suddenly comes over the radio. Feral is less than pleased.

T-BONE (VO)
(filtered through radio)
I don't think that's a good idea, Feral.

CALLIE
(from the back)
He's right!

T-BONE (VO)
(filtered through radio)
Listen--

FERAL
(cutting him off)
Get off this frequency, you vigilantes! The Enforcers are handling this!

T-BONE (VO)
(filtered through radio)
But--

FERAL
(into the radio)
I said shut up!
(to his pilot)
Get ready!

Feral's pilot looks at him uncertainly, but then turns and targets the foremost of the two bacteria monsters, the one they'd rescued Callie and Manx from.

FERAL
Fire!

The pilot launches a missile. It hits the monster dead center in the face, exploding, but we get the same results as before. The resulting explosion causes the two-eyed bacteria monster to split apart into two new, smaller monsters, dividing its eyes between themselves to create two cyclopean monsters. Feral gawks.

T-BONE (VO)
(filtered through radio)
I tried to tell you...

RAZOR (VO)
(filtered through radio)
These things divide like... like giant amoebas every time they're hit with sufficient explosive force!

Feral angrily pounds his fist against the controls.

FERAL
(into his microphone)
All units, return to Headquarters. Normal weapons don't work against these things.

MANX
(from behind him)
You've made that very clear, Feral!

Feral pointedly ignores him.

FERAL
(into his microphone)
I repeat, normal weapons don't work. Return to Headquarters.

The other two choppers fly away, while Feral's continues to hover around the monsters. Turning, all three (two with one eye and one with two eyes) lumber out of the park. Feral's chopper follows them. Dr. Viper emerges from the open manhole, giggling evilly.

VIPER
What an unexpected development! I never intended for the creaturesss to divide like real bacteria cellsss! Now thossse foolsss have given me three waysss to get what I want! Hahahaha!

He vanishes back down the sewer with a hiss.

EXT. CITY STREET A - DAY

Two of the monsters (1-eye and 2-eye) lumber down the street. They randomly pick up parked, empty cars and wolf them down, growing larger and larger the more they consume. Commander Feral and his pilot, with Callie peering over their shoulders from the back, observe from the Enforcer chopper as it flies along behind them at a respectful distance.

FERAL
(offhand)
The SWAT Kats can keep an eye on the third, I imagine.

Ahead, Callie sees where the two monsters are going: a large, fortress-like building in the distance. She points.

CALLIE
They seem to be headed in the direction of Megakat Biochemical Labs!

Feral follows her finger.

FERAL:
Then that's where we're going. If anyone knows how to stop these things, they will!

He pushes the throttle forwards and the helicopter zooms ahead past the slowly lumbering purple behemoths towards the building.

EXT. CITY STREET B - DAY

The SWAT Kats are indeed tailing the second one-eyed bacteria monster monster. It lumbers around a building, and when the SWAT Kats round the corner, too, the monster's gone!

T-BONE
Where'd he go? How can a giant walking pile of purple slop just vanish?!

Razor sees an entrance into the subway nearby.

RAZOR
(dawning fear)
He went into the subway!

INT. KATALINA STATION - DAY

A single BUSINESSMAN waits on the platform holding a briefcase. He checks his watch. Suddenly, the bacteria monster squeezes its pliant bulk through the small opening. It then meanders over to the boarding platform. The businessman waiting for the train sees it and runs, dropping his briefcase. The creature ignores him in favor of heading into the subway tunnel.

INT. KATALINA STATION - SUBWAY TUNNEL - DAY

A three-car subway train shoots through the tunnel.

INT. SUBWAY TRAIN CAR #1

On board are various PASSENGERS on their early morning commute. The first car is packed to full capacity. People read magazines, chat amicably or ignore one another outright. The train is being driven by a bored-looking MOTORMAN.

As it comes up on the subway station, the bored-looking MOTORMAN sees the Bacteria Monster on the tracks as the train rounds the bend. His eyes widen.

INT. SUBWAY TRAIN CAR #2

More of the same. Another packed car. A CONDUCTOR is heading through, checking things. He opens the door leading to the third and final car.

INT. SUBWAY TRAIN CAR #3

The conductor looks in. This car hasn't picked up as many passenger. There's only about four kats, including a LITTLE BOY with gray fur and prematurely white hair wearing a baseball cap and a striped shirt. With him is his FATHER.

LITTLE BOY
Can we go to the toy store, dad?

FATHER
(annoyed)
After I pick up some things at the office, son.

A CURLY-HAIRED HOUSEWIFE sits with most of her groceries taking up the empty seats beside her. A BUSINESSMAN in a fedora and bowtie reads the morning paper. Satisfied that there's no monkey business, the conductor returns to the second car.

INT. SUBWAY TRAIN CAR #1

Through the windshield, the motorman sees the bacteria monster suddenly appear around a bend in the tunnel, blocking the way.

MOTORMAN:
What in the-- Holy Kats!

He slams on the breaks.

EXT. SUBWAY TUNNEL

The train's wheels leave a shower of sparks as the speeding vehicle struggles to come to a stop, squealing loudly.

INT. SUBWAY TRAIN CAR #2

The conductor and passengers are thrown forward violently at the sudden stop.

INT. SUBWAY TRAIN CAR #3

Everyone here, including the boy and his father, go flying towards the front of the car. The housewife's groceries fly everywhere.

EXT. SUBWAY TUNNEL

The train, its wheels sparking as it grinds to a halt, slams into the bacteria monster, knocking it back a ways before finally stopping. This doesn't seem to affect the creature. Without wasting time, the bacteria monster sets to work, yawning its mouth wide and eating the first car of the train, the motorman and the passengers inside screaming audibly, but muffledly, as the train car disappears into the mouth. In three quick bites the entire first car and all of its occupants are totally devoured.

INT. SUBWAY TRAIN #2

Picking themselves up, the startled conductor and the passengers get knocked about again as suddenly the lights go out and the entire car interior is plunged into total darkness. We hears screams and rending metal. A brief flash of illumination reveals the terrible sight of the roof and walls bending inwards towards the terrified conductor and passengers as they press themselves against the floor in a vain attempt to escape, and then, mercifully, the lights go out again. The screams abruptly stop and we just hear more rending metal and smashing glass.

EXT. CITY STREET B - DAY

T-Bone swings the Turbokat around to get enough momentum, flying at the entrance, and when they're close enough, Razor shoots out on the Cyclotron, driving along the bumpy stairs that lead down.

INT. KATALINA STATION

Razor rides the Cyclotron across the boarding platform and flies off the edge, landing on the track, and zooming off down the tunnel.

INT. SUBWAY TUNNEL

He rounds the bend in time to see the second car vanish into the monster's mouth as it swells in size before his eyes. His eyes widen in sudden terror.

RAZOR
Oh, no....!

INT. SUBWAY CAR #3

The little boy screams as his father holds him and the other two remaining passengers gibber and stammer as they're jostled. The car is being lifted up.

INT. SUBWAY TUNNEL

The bacteria monster has picked up the last remaining car from the train and is opening wide to eat it. Razor revs his engine and goes flying at it. He drives past it, getting its attention, its single eye narrowing in annoyance at this distraction. It releases the train car, dropping it back onto the track where it sits tilted at an awkward angle, nearly tipped onto its side.

INT. SUBWAY CAR #3

The four passengers lay terrified and unmoving but alive against the nearly sideways seats as the car lurches and sways and slowly halts, then tilts back onto its wheels, righting itself, but off of the track. They go to the windows and watch.

LITTLE BOY
Look, Daddy, it's one of the SWAT Kats!

INT. SUBWAY TUNNEL

Razor zooms back the way he came, past the creature, which is still too close to the train car for his liking. The monster makes a lazy grab for him and misses, but makes no attempt to pursue. Stopping, Razor pops a wheelie and spins, gritting his teeth in white-hot fury. He revs his engine in rage.

RAZOR
Come and get me, you giant zit!

After a moment, it takes the bait, moving towards him, its huge, grinning maw open wide to devour him whole!

FADE OUT