THE COMPANION

by Robert Kriel

Short Film
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                       "The Companion"
                  An original story   

                           by

                       Robert Kriel
 



FADE IN:

INT. PSYCHIATRIST'S OFFICE -DAY

An old fashioned room, bookcases filled with books line the
walls.

The PSYCHIATRIST (50's), balding, with thick glasses on
studies JAMES (25), short and scrawny his whole posture looks
pathetic as if close to a nervous breakdown.

James looks around nervously, shifting uncomfortable in his
chair he don't look the psychiatrist in the eyes.

                         PSYCHIATRIST
            So James, tell me, this voice in
            your head. What does it say to you?

James pulls his face into a frown, shrugging his shoulders.

                         JAMES
            It keeps on asking my permission.

                         PSYCHIATRIST
            Why and what for does it ask your
            permission?

James's face scowls, he hesitates before speaking.

                         JAMES
            I'm not allowed to say!

                         PSYCHIATRIST
            Who stops you from telling?

                         JAMES
            I, I can't say anymore.

                         PSYCHIATRIST
            Is somebody threatening you?

James speaks in a raised voice.

                         JAMES
            I don't want to talk about it!

                         PSYCHIATRIST
            Okay, okay let's talk about
            something else.

James nods.
 
                                                            2.


                         PSYCHIATRIST
            How are things at work? Are they
            treating you any better?

A nervous laugh escapes his mouth. He shakes no.

                         PSYCHIATRIST
            Is there anybody that you can go to,
            to maybe help better your situation?

                         JAMES
            They're all the same. No one gives
            a shi..

A buzzer goes off. The psychiatrist stops the buzzer.

                         PSYCHIATRIST
            Sorry James, that is all we have
            time for. Same time next week?

                         JAMES
            Yeah, sure.

                                            CUT TO:

INT. JAMES'S OFFICE -DAY

A small office with a desk and a computer in one corner.
There is barely space to move the boxes on boxes of
paperwork occupies most of the space.

James sits behind the computer capturing data.

CANDY, late twenties, blond hair, wearing a sluttish dress
stands in the doorway. With her is KEVIN(30's) stocky built
bald shaved head.

                         CANDY
            Hey, nerd boy! You know those paper
            things that I kinda like mislaid
            and you gave me another copy?

                         JAMES
            Invoices!

                         CANDY
            Yeah those things. You know I kinda
            mislaid them again. Could you be a
            darling and make me another copy?

James is irritated but just nods yes.

Kevin moves to the front.
 
                                                            3.


                         KEVIN
            Oh yeah, while you busy with that.
            Here is a couple more invoices that
            I forgot about and now needs to go
            out urgently.

Kevin slaps a box on his desk that makes him look even smaller.

James stares at them, he nervously/irritated rubs the side
of his head.

                         CANDY
            We kinda like need it before lunch!

They laugh as they leave.

Frustrated he rubs his head. Digging into the box.

LATER

BRANDEN(27), tall and strong enters the office just as James
finish the pile of invoices.

                         BRANDEN
            Hey Jamie boy.

                         JAMES
            James!

                         BRANDEN
            What?

                         JAMES
            My name is James!

                         BRANDEN
            Yeah, what ever. Hey listen you
            know that box of invoices that
            Kevin gave you?

                         JAMES
            The one I just finished?

                         BRANDEN
            Yeah that's the one.

                         JAMES
            Yeah, what about it?

                         BRANDEN
            The thing is, Kevin made a mistake.
            That box must be processed only
            next week.
 
                                                            4.


                         JAMES
            So what you're saying is that I
            should reverse all the transactions
            captured from that box?

                         BRANDEN
            Yeah seems like it. But then...

He brings a similar box into the office.

                         BRANDEN
            This is the actual box that needs
            to be captured.

Branden leaves.

James looks at the box, tears of frustration runs down his
cheek. He digs in.

A unknown demon voice speaks to him.

                         DEMON (VO)
            James why do you let them do this
            to you?

James slaps his head twice.

                         JAMES
            Go away. I have a lot of work to
            finish off.

                         DEMON (VO)
            Are you a fucking whuss or what?

James ignores the question.

                         DEMON
            Come on James let me deal with
            them. I'll show them who's the
            fucking boss around here!

                         JAMES
            No! Now leave me alone.

                         DEMON
            Hah! You're a looser.

                                            CUT TO:

INT. CAFETERIA -DAY

The place is buzzing with people. James sits alone at a
table having lunch.
 
                                                            5.


DAN (50's), fat and short approaches James face red with anger.

                         DAN
            What the hell is wrong with you
            James?

                         JAMES
            Excuse me sir!

                         DAN
            You're behind schedule on your work
            and now you've gone and made a mess
            of the invoice system.

                         JAMES
            But sir! Kevin made...

Dan hits the table out of anger.

                         DAN
            Damn it James! Don't blame others
            for your incompetence. You will
            work late to finish the mess and
            don't expect any overtime for this.

Dan leaves.

As soon as he is out of site Candy, Kevin and Branden sits
down at his table. Kevin takes an aggressive stand towards
James.

                         KEVIN
            Hey, what bullshit are you telling
            the boss?

James doesn’t answer.

                         KEVIN
            Hey don't make me look bad okay.

He prods James with his index finger.

                         KEVIN
            You'll watch your mouth if you know
            what's good for you!

He takes James's milk carton emptying it on his pants.

Everybody laughs at him.

Shyly he leaves.

                                            CUT TO:
 
                                                            6.


INT. JAMES'S OFFICE -DAY

James is swamped with work. His fingers double times on the
keyboard.

Candy and Branden walks in.

                         CANDY
            James I'm going for a meeting in
            the conference room. I forgot to
            type up these letters, please
            finish them for Dan, leave them on
            my desk I'll take it to him later.

James is pissed the veins in his head swells up.

                         JAMES
            I'm behind schedule as it is. I
            can't do this as well!

                         CANDY
            What do you mean you can't do it?

                         JAMES
            You got to do it yourself!

Branden steps in. Slapping James behind his head knocks him
off his chair.

                         BRANDEN
            Don't you raise your voice at her
            you little dick wart.

James just lies on the ground cowering.

                         BRANDEN
            Now do as you're told you useless
            fucking looser!

They leave.

James whimpers softly.

                         DEMON (VO)
            Are you just gona lay there and
            cry? Huh, you are the looser they
            say you are.

                         JAMES
            Please go away!
 
                                                            7.


                         DEMON (VO)
            You know what James? I'm never
            going away so you better deal with
            it. Just let me deal with them for
            once and for all, for all that is
            human, be a man!

James rolls onto his knees.

                         DEMON (VO)
            Come on James I can make it better.
            I can help you deal with this
            problem. I can make you the man you
            want to be. Just let me help...

James clasps his ears.

                         JAMES
            Okay, okay, okay! Help me then if
            that is what you can do!

                         DEMON (VO)
            At last.

James goes quiet. After a few seconds he lets out a deep
wicked laugh.

As he looks up his eyeball changed entirely to black.

He continues to laugh as he walks out.

INT. CONFERENCE ROOM -DAY

The room has no windows with one door leading in and out. A
oval table with chairs around it centers the room.

Candy, Kevin, Branden and Dan and MEGAN (23) dark hair, sits
around it.

James walks in his old nervous self-replaced with confidence.

                         DAN
            What are you doing here? Don't you
            have work to catch up?

The others snicker.

                         DEMON-JAMES
            Dan, Dan, Dan you fat old fuck!

They all look up shocked. Dan realizing what he said
staggers out of his chair.
 
                                                            8.


                         DEMON-JAMES
            Why don't you shove the job up your
            constipated ass?

Dan stutters from anger as he comes closer to James.

                         DAN
            Why you little...

James grabs him across the face, in one swift move he lifts
him off his feet smashing his head against the wall.

On impact it shatters like and egg spraying the wall and
James with bloody pieces of scull and brain matter.

The women scream hysterical.

Branden rush him grabbing his arm. James's free hand's index
finger turns into stinger.

James jabs the stinger into Branden's forearm.

Branden staggers back clutching his arm. Seconds after this
his eyes rolls back in his head froth runs from his mouth.

Branded dies convulsing on the floor.

Kevin charges him with a chair. James blocks the blow
shattering the chair.

Straight fingered he jams his hand in under Kevin's ribcage,
closing his hand he jerks upwards. Flesh muscle and veins
tears open disemboweling him.

The woman stands scared shit less in the back.

Blood drips from his hand as James studies the carnage.

                         DEMON-JAMES
            Don't be scared ladies. You would
            have died eventually!

INSERT ON HIS HAND

James closes his hand in a fist. Opening it reveals a fly
sitting on his palm.

It flies off.

BACK TO SCENE

The fly heads off to Megan. She swats at her ear when the
fly crawls into it.
 
                                                            9.


She shakes her head violently. Running around the room as if
possessed.

Screaming madly she hits the floor rolling around. Maggots
gush from her ears, nose and mouth. Hands on her throat she
suffocates.

Candy gathers strength making a run for the door.

James grabs her arm as she passes.

She screams banging her free hand against his body. He
doesn't move.

Smoke rises from her arm, his hand burning into her flesh.
Flames leap from her arm. James looks at it for a few
seconds before letting her go.

The flames spread rapidly; she tries to shake it off but as
far as she goes she ignites the room. Flames spreading quickly.

James laughs as flames consumes the room.

He leaves locking a wooden door and a steel safety door on
the outside.

He leaves.

                                            CUT TO:

EXT. PARKING LOT -DUSK

Firemen, police and paramedics run around the parking lot to
the smoldering building.

AMBULANCE

James sits in a nearby ambulance. A paramedic is attending
to his hands. They are shredded and bloody. James looks his
usual nervous.

An INSPECTOR (40's), still in shape with silver streaks in
his black hair, makes his way to the scene. He is greeted
halfway by INSPECTOR GOLDWAY (30's), good looking young man.

                         INSPECTOR
            Goldway, what in God's name
            happened here?

                         GOLDWAY
            We're not sure chief, five bodies
            so far none recognizable.

He winks towards James.
 
                                                           10.


                         GOLDWAY
            He's the only survivor.

The inspector looks at his hands.

                         INSPECTOR
            What happened to him?

                         GOLDWAY
            Tried to save them.

INT. CONFERENCE ROOM -DAY

FLASHBACK

Smoke rises from the closed doors. James with a fire
extinguisher in his hands tries to break down the steel
safety door.

His hands all bloody and blood marks against the steel
frame, as he tried to open the door.

Firemen run in with hoses. The leading FIREMAN jerks James
away from the door.

                         FIREMAN
            Stand clear sir.

Other firemen use cutting equipment to cut open the door.

                         FIREMAN
            How many inside?

James shakes his head.

                                            CUT TO:

EXT. PARKING LOT -DUSK

The inspector and Goldway walk to the ambulance.

                         INSPECTOR
            Are you okay son?

                         JAMES
            Yes sir!

                         INSPECTOR
            What happened here son?
 
                                                           11.


                         JAMES
            I don't know sir. I was capturing
            data when the smoke alarm went off.
            When I came here I saw the smoke
            coming from the inside. I tried to
            save them but...

                         INSPECTOR
            It's okay son. I know you tried
            your best.

                         JAMES
            Is there something I can do to help?

                         INSPECTOR
            No son, you go home and get some
            rest. We will handle it from here.

Shyly he agrees. James gets up and leaves.

                         INSPECTOR
                   (to goldway)
            What a mess?

JAMES LEAVING

For some time James looks to be himself, nervous and rather
pathetic.

Just out of the inspector's line of sight. He straightens
up, the nervous look replaced with confidence.

The devilish grin back on his face as a giggle rumbles in
his throat.

                                            FADE OUT.

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