FADE IN ON:
INT. TEMPLE OF BAST -NIGHT
START ON THE FACE of A GOLDEN CAT STATUE. This is the cat-
god BAST, lithe, noble, beautiful. CAMERA MOVES to reveal
the statue is 50 feet tall, dominating this space. Other
images of CATS --hieroglyphics, ceramics --abound, as do -
REAL CATS, hundreds of them, slinking in the shadows on rampscut into the sandstone walls of this Egyptian temple.
At Bast's feet, EIGHT ACOLYTES in GOWNS kneel in a semicircle
around a flaming BRAZIER. Some of the women WEEP,
others PRAY or stare stoically ahead. From outside, we now
hear DISTANT SCREAMS, the sounds of MARAUDERS. There's a
RHYTHMIC BANGING at the massive BRONZE TEMPLE DOORS.
EXT. TEMPLE OF BAST -NIGHT
THE TEMPLE is an impressive place of worship --taperedcolumns and an ornate Egyptian facade --at the apex of ahilltop VILLAGE, in FLAMES, under ATTACK by a PERSIAN ARMY.
WHAM! THE STEEL PRONG of a mounted BATTERING RAM swings intothe ornate DOORS of the temple. PERSIAN SOLDIERS operate thebrutal siege engine, SLAM the doors again and again.
INT. TEMPLE OF BAST -NIGHT
The HIGH PRIESTESS wears a special HOODED WHITE GOWN thatmostly conceals her face. She moves from one ACOLYTE to the
next, pours a DARK LIQUID from a bejeweled decanter intogolden goblets, then pours one for herself. She raises her
goblet toward BAST, as do the others --they drink in unison.
HIGH ANGLE as the GOBLETS CLATTER to the floor and the WOMEN
SLUMP to the ground... dead. PULL BACK --we're watchingthis from the PERSPECTIVE of an EGYPTIAN MAU CAT --slim,
elegant, dark-spotted gray and black fur, a SCARAB MARK onits head.
THE MAU lets out a CRY... which prompts an eerie, growingCHORUS of MEOWS and HOWLS from the other CATS.
THE CATS emerge from the hiding places en masse, leaping fromniches, converging on the bodies. The MAU leads the way,
moves to the high priestess and puts its mouth to hers...
ON THE TEMPLE DOORS -at last they BUCKLE and swing open.
THE SOLDIERS, bearing TORCHES and SWORDS, storm inside. Theygrab anything of value, SMASH and DEFACE everything else.
At the foot of BAST lie nine ROBES... but there's no sign ofthe women who wore them. SOLDIERS slash the robes with their
swords anyway, then snatch up the goblets for booty.
An unearthly CRY --half-human, half-feline --from somewhere
high above the rampaging soldiers. They freeze, lookingaround frantically. More EERIE CRIES echo off the walls,
from all directions. The SOLDIERS raise their weapons,
clustering defensively. From out of the shadows above them,
DARK HUMAN FORMS suddenly leap down with impossible agility.
STAY ON THE FACE OF BAST, peering down impassively. The
torch-cast SHADOWS of the violence below play upon thestatue's golden surface... FLAILING SWORDS, the swiftSILHOUETTES of NAKED WOMEN. We hear the GUTTURAL CRIES of
the soldiers, clearly outmatched in this mortal combat.
MOVE TO THE CATS, perched above the fray, looking downward as
they pace the temple's ledges and ramps excitedly. THE MAU
takes a final look at its handiwork, then leaps up, slinksthrough a crevice at the roof, and emerges on -
We hear the modern SOUNDS of passing AUTO TRAFFIC. CAMERA
ROTATES to reveal -
EXT. EDNA'S NEIGHBORHOOD -DAY
THE MAU settles by a SATELLITE DISH, looking down on a
present-day suburban street, a busy main drag. MARSHLAND and
WATER are visible not far away, light RAIN FALLS.
"2500 YEARS LATER."
The MAU watches as, ACROSS THE STREET, a BUS pulls away fromthe curb to reveal a WOMAN in a HOODED WHITE PONCHO
--the outfit recalls the high priestess of Bast.