The Lost Boys II

The Lost Boys II  

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EXT. SANTA CARLA COAST - NIGHT

A blood-red moon through the clouds, shining down on the boardwalk. The

roller coaster and ferris wheel, outlined in lights. Muted SCREAMS from

thrill-seeking riders.

EXT. BEACH

A large bonfire, flames FLICKERING in the air. Smoke and glowing embers.

In the back ground, huge boulders thrust up out of the sand. Eerie shadows

on the rocks, moving in time with LOUD HEAVY METAL MUSIC. Teenagers dance

around the fire -- Rappers, Skin heads, Punkers, Dead Heads. Drinking,

smoking, making out. Party time on a hot summer's night.

A group of SURF NAZIS at the water's edge. Nobody messes with these guys.

Their boards jammed in a semi-circle in the sand, staking out their turf.

They pass a bottle around. Loud LAUGHTER.

The LOST GIRLS, YVONNE and ANGEL, walk along the shore. They are cool --

wild dark hair, striking clothes. Sexy, enticing, strutting their stuff.

The Surf Nazis surround Yvonne and Angel, taunting them. They start to push

the Girls from guy to guy. Angel lands in the arms of SONNY, the head Surf

Nazi.

SONNY

This is a private party, baby. My beach, my wave.

Angel breaks free.

SONNY

Hey! I'm talking to you!

Sonny grabs her by the shoulders. Angel resists. Sonny pulls her towards

him, locking his lips onto hers. Angel squirms, fighting back. The Surf

Nazis LAUGH. Then Angel BITES Sonny. Sonny SCREAMS in pain, letting Angel

go. He puts his hand to his lip. Tastes blood.

SONNY

You bitch!

He raises his fist, just about to hit Angel when a hand appears out of

nowhere , stopping Sonny in mid swing. He turns and sees

JULIAN

James Dean incarnate, sitting on a motorcycle. Lowering his sunglasses, he

meets Sonny's stare, unafraid.

JULIAN

Don't.

The Surf Nazis move in on Julian. Suddenly --

THE LOST BOYS

OZZIE, BRIAN and RED, SHOOT DOWN from the rocks on their motorcycles,

engines ROARING. They race into the circle of Surf Nazis. Ozzie grabs Angel

and Brian takes Yvonne. The girls slip onto the backs of the bikes.

The Lost Boys surround the Surf Nazis, their bikes SPITTING SAND. They line

up, headlights trained on the gang. Sonny and the Surf Nazis pull out knives

and chains -- ready for battle.

The Lost Boys smile. GUNNING their engines, they RACE toward the gang...

closer... closer... closer...

ZOOM! With a BLAST of wind, the Lost Boys DISAPPEAR into the mist behind the

Surf Nazis. The only sound, the ROARING of engines and their LAUGHTER,

echoing in the night.

EXT. BOARDWALK - LATER

Closed down. Deserted. Dark.

EXT. BEACH

The bonfire has burned out. A few couples sleeping in the sand. The party's

over for everyone but --

THE SURF NAZIS

On the ocean, sitting on their boards. The sea is dead calm.

VAMPIRE POV

Rocketing along the black water toward Sonny. WHISTLING WIND. WHISPERED

VOICES. FLAPPING WINGS.

SONNY

looks back for a wave. But that's not what he sees.

SONNY

Holy shit!

Sonny starts PADDLING frantically. The other Surf Nazis turn and look up --

they SCREAM as they are ATTACKED. Surfboards CRACK and SPLINTER. In a BLUR,

the Surf Nazis are SWEPT AWAY into the sky.

Sonny alone, looking over his shoulder, desperately CHURNING through the

water, trying to escape. No such luck -- he's RIPPED UPWARD into the sky --

then... OUT OF FRAME! his helpless CRIES vanishing into the night.

All is quiet, the water calm, until... WHOOSH!

SONNY'S SURFBOARD

Falls from the sky, the leash frayed. It FLOPS into the water, bobbing

lifelessly.

INT. GRANDPA'S HOUSE/SAM'S BEDROOM - DAWN

Dark. SAM, asleep in bed. A hulking figure approaches, looming over him.

NANOOK from the end of the bed, looks up and GROWLS. Sam stirs, then opens

his eyes. He SCREAMS!

SAM'S POV

An enormous grizzly bear, claws outstretched and fangs bared.

SAM

Ahhhh!

From behind the stuffed bear... GRANDPA pokes his head out.

GRANDPA

Time to get up! Summer school!

SAM

It's not even light yet!

Grandpa ignores Sam. He shuffles out of the room.

INT. KITCHEN

Grandpa, in his robe and headband, is making a blender drink. He starts by

TOSSING IN an unpeeled, bruised orange. Sam is behind him. They are arguing.

GRANDPA

I promised your mother that while she and Michael were away this summer, I'd

take care of you. And that's Just what I'm gonna do!

Grandpa SHAKES some corn flakes into the blender.

GRANDPA

'Sides... Michael didn't say you could use his motorcycle.

SAM

But he didn't say I couldn't use it either.

Grandpa holds up a hunk of molding cheese, studying it. Scraping some of the

mold off, he DROPS the cheese into the blender. Followed by three eggs,

unshelled.

SAM

Grandpa, it's just sitting there! You know... use it or lose it. Heck, even

you start up your car every morning.

GRANDPA

Yeah, but I don't drive it. That's the secret.

Grandpa takes a carton of milk from the refrigerator. He POURS the milk into

the blender. It dribbles out in curdled chunks.

GRANDPA

Saw a feIlah once. Had an accident on a motorcycle... looked like a damn

plate of lasagna.

Grandpa holds up a bottle of tobasco. Considers it for a moment, then POURS

the whole contents into the blender.

SAM

Grandpa, I'm not a kid anymore!

Grandpa's had enough of this. He SLAMS the blender down and pushes the start

button. It WHIRS into action.

GRANDPA

Rules! We've got rules! Remember?

Sam sighs, defeated. Grandpa considers him for a second, then softens. He

punches the blender off.

GRANDPA

Okay. You can use your brother's motorcycle this summer...

SAM

All right!

GRANDPA

But if you die... don't come crawling to me.

SAM

I won't get into any trouble! You'll see! I promise I'll do whatever you

say!

Grandpa pours the blender drink into a glass.

GRANDPA

Okay. Polish this off.

Sam eyes the glutinous concoction suspiciously.

SAM

Uh... gee ... I think I'll save this for after school.

Sam opens the refrigerator and starts to place the drink on the second

shelf.

GRANDPA

Hey! Not on my shelf you don't!

Grandpa takes the drink and sets it on another shelf. He closes the

refrigerator, then turns around to Sam.

GRANDPA

Think I'd drink that?

Grandpa saunters off to his room, SLAMMING the door behind him.

EXT. GRANDPA'S HOUSE/GARAGE - DAY

Sam sits on Michael's bike, smiling to himself. He enjoys the feel of his

hands wrapped around the throttle. He KICKS the foot peg. The engine ROARS

to life.

EXT. SANTA CARLA - DAY

Sam WHIPPING by the beach. He is having too much fun to notice some city

workers HAMMERING a sign in place.

THE SIGN

"Danger! Shark attacks! Swim at your own risk!"

ON THE BEACH

Workers are gathering up mutilated fragments of the Surf Nazis boards.

INT. SCHOOL - DAY

Twenty students, all of them slumped in their desks, wishing they were

anyplace else. In front, the teacher, MR. LIPPINCOTT, a rotund, bespectacled

man, droning on.

MR. LIPPINCOTT

I'm sure this summer will be most exciting. We can all learn so such from

classical literature.

SAM

is sitting in the very back of the room, next to the windows, as far away

from Mr. Lippincott as possible. Sam looks to the heavens beseechingly.

SAM

(mumbling)

Oh, God, help me!

MR. LIPPINCOTT

We will begin by reading the Iliad, the epic Greek poem where the great hero

Menelaos rescues Helen from the clutches of the evil Paris. I'm sure you've

all heard of the Trojan wars?

A pimply-faced BOY, sitting in the next row, leans over to Sam.

BOY