
Hellboy
OMIT:
In a photographic DARKROOM: old optical enlargers, porcelain
trays, timers, and stills hanging out to dry.
GEORGE MATLIN, a slightly obese, nearsighted man in his
seventies.
OLD MATLIN:
Is he real? Oh yeah -- Absolutely.
Super:
CPL. GEORGE MATLIN, combat photographer.OLD MATLIN:
I haven't talked about it for years,
you know?
(looks at the camera)
Everyone called me crazy...
Matlin smiles as he paws through a box of old negatives.
OLD MATLIN:
But I have the negative.
Someone turns on the darkroom's red safety light for an eerie,
dramatic effect.
TECHNICIAN'S VOICE
Get ready, 3-2-1... Roll tape.
OLD MATLIN:
It all started back in �44. I was a
Corps photographer aboard an allied
submarine...
CUT TO:
INT. SUBMARINE HALLWAY - NIGHT
YOUNG MATLIN's hands again paw through a bunch of negatives,
again under a red light. Now, at 21, he's wedged in a
submarine corridor, a crowded maze of pipes and gauges.
35mm still cameras dangle from his neck. He shrinks back as
a squad of MARINES hustles past him, loading weapons.
OLD MATLIN'S VOICE
...off the coast of Scotland.
Classified mission. I was 21...
SGT. WHITMAN, 44, tough as nails, pushes through, his uniform
soaked in sweat.
OLD MATLIN'S VOICE
We had an English civilian on board.
Not much older than me but already
an advisor to President Roosevelt.
"Paranormal" advisor, I kid you not --
Whitman continues down the passageway until he reaches a
small...
INT. SUBMARINE STATEROOM - NIGHT
Within, an incongruously proper young Englishman "reading"
an ancient set of Tarot cards.
OLD MATLIN'S VOICE
His name was Trevor. Profesor Trevor --
WHITMAN:
-- Broom! Topside, now.
TREVOR "BROOM" BRUTTENHOLM is a gaunt, olive-skinned man in
his late twenties. In his hands, a tarot deck. He turns the
cards face up:
THE FOOL, THE MOON...WHITMAN:
The sooner we're done, the better.
Broom grabs a worn-down wooden box full of books and amulets.
It has a leather strap that allows him to carry it, much
like a carpenter's tool box.
BROOM:
This is an important mission, Sgt.
Whitman. I hope you realize that.
WHITMAN:
Oh -- you don't wanna know what I
think. Topside, now.
He moves away. Broom takes a small box and a few amulets.
Before exiting, he pauses and tensely turns the last TAROT
CARD:
THE DEVIL.CUT TO:
OMIT:
INT/EXT. SCOTLAND - TUNNEL - NIGHT
Super:
OCTOBER 9, 1944, SCOTLAND.It's raining like hell now. Soldiers move through a short
tunnel carved into the mountain.
Whitman signals his men to spread out, then comes alongside
Broom.
BROOM:
Sgt. Whitman!! Sgt. Whitman!! May I
have a word??
WHITMAN:
(impatient)
What is it?
BROOM:
In private, if you don't mind...
They enter the remains of a small chapel. Broom produces the
small box. It's full of rosaries.
BROOM:
Your men -- They'll need these --
Whitman scowls and huffs. A life-sized wooden Christ
contemplates the scene from above.
WHITMAN:
You are a Catholic??
BROOM:
Amongst other things, yes -- but
that's hardly the point.
Whitman locks and loads an automatic.
WHITMAN:
Here. You'll need one of these.
BROOM:
I abhor violence.
(Whitman moves away)
Sergeant Whitman, I hope you don't
think me mad --
WHITMAN:
Three days too late for that one,
"professor."
He moves away. Broom looks up to the wooden Christ: It has
no eyes.
EXT. DITCH
MATLIN hauls his tripod and gear and joins the troops on the
move. Broom catches up with Whitman.
WHITMAN:
You're wasting our time: There's
nothing on this island but sheep and
rocks.
BROOM:
Ruins. Not rocks. The remains of
Trondham Abbey. Built on an
intersection of Ley Lines, the
boundaries between our world and the
other --
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