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STATIC SHOCK! : Rebirth of The Cool #4

April 29th, 2013 | Posted by Eugene Son in Scripts - (Comments Off)

An excerpt from Dwayne’s script for Static Shock! #4 – Rebirth Of The Cool titled, “Places Left Unfinished At The Time Of Creation”.

This is from his First Draft, dated August 3, 2000. There are some unusual notes in this script – such as the “[ed." on page 11. It's not clear if these were notations that Dwayne made in this first draft to be changed later - or if perhaps the data file has gotten corrupted. Either way, the text is presented below unchanged from Dwayne's first draft document.

Page 1

SPLASH

Similar to last issue, page 22. In the CHAMBER OF HORRORS. STATIC is looking at HARDWARE’S corpse in shock. POWER JUNKIE stands over Hardware’s smoldering body. It’s cut in two.

LEGEND

(typeset)

"The limits of tyrants are prescribed by the endurance of those whom they suppress." --Frederick Douglass

LOGO

MILESTONE COMICS PRESENTS

LOGO

STATIC SHOCK!

TITLE

"Places Left Unfinished At The Time Of Creation"

CREDITS

Dwayne McDuffie - Writer and Editor

John Paul Leon - Artist

Melissa Edwards - Colorist and Separator

John Workman - Letterer

POWER JUNKIE

So much for the Calvary.

STATIC

You killed Hardware.

POWER JUNKIE

Yes, Static. I did.

CREDITS

STATIC created by McDuffie, Dingle, Cowan and Davis

INDICIA

[LEAVE SPACE]

Page 2

Panel 1

Angry Static fires a huge, two handed electrical bolt.

STATIC

(burst)

Nooooo!

SFX

ZZZRRRRAK

Panel 2

Power Junkie casually blocks the bolt with a FORCE FIELD.

POWER JUNKIE

That would have hurt.

POWER JUNKIE

No need for the disguise any longer, I suppose.

Panel 3

Power Junkie bursts out of his clothes, transformed into his NEW COSTUME and appearance.

SFX

(clothes bursting)

rRRRIPPPPP

POWER JUNKIE

The blood of your fellow bang babies did more than just heal me, it changed me--

Panel 4

Closer on Power Junkie, his eyes are glowing, crackling with power.

POWER JUNKIE

You have no idea how much power --how many powers I now posses.

Panel 5

Static, flying on his disk, dodges the deadly EYE BEAMS from Power Junkie. Power Junkie is fading out in his TELEPORTATION EFFECT.

POWER JUNKIE

Energy Projection.

SFX

ZZZZZOKKKK

Page 3

Panel 1

Power Junkie is teleporting in right behind Static, he’s grabbed him from behind, by the collar. Static’s forward motion is stopped, his disk is still going.

POWER JUNKIE

Teleportation.

STATIC

(burst)

Wha!?!

Panel 2

Power Junkie flings Static through the air and across the room.

POWER JUNKIE

Super strength.

STATIC

Ahhhhh!

Panel 3

Entire second tier. Power Junkie’s speed lines zip from where he was just standing, right past Static (still flying through the air), and coming to a stop right where Static is headed.

POWER JUNKIE

Super speed.

Panel 4

Power Junkie is holding up one hand, projecting an energy field that wraps around Static and suspends him helplessly in mid-air. Static is in pain, as if being crushed.

POWER JUNKIE

Telekinesis.

STATIC

Nnnnnnn...

Panel 5

On Static, struggling in vain against the energy bands.

POWER JUNKIE

Pyrokinesis. Flight. Agility. Weather Control, Shapeshifting. Time Travel. Enhanced Healing. Invisibility. Energy and Matter manipulation.

Page 4

Panel 1

Favoring Power Junkie, gesturing with his energy projecting hand.

POWER JUNKIE

All the powers of any bang baby whose blood I’ve tasted is at my command. I’ve barely scratched the surface of my abilities.

Panel 2

On Static, sweating, looking very bad.

POWER JUNKIE

But we appear to have reached the limits of yours.

Panel 3

On both. Static’s hands begin to crackle with power.

POWER JUNKIE

Still, your electrical talents will make an interesting addition to my collection.

STATIC

You want a taste of m-my powers?

Panel 4

Static fires a huge lightning bolt.

STATIC

(burst)

You got it!

SFX

ZZZRAK

Panel 5

Static’s electrical bolt passes harmlessly through Power Junkie’s semi-transparent body.

POWER JUNKIE

Intangibility.

Panel 6

Static’s lightning bolt strikes the wall where WISE SON is pinned, shattering his bonds. Power Junkie is partially turned to see what happened.

STATIC

Overconfidence.

SFX

SHRRAAKK

POWER JUNKIE

Eh? Wise Son?

Page 5

Panel 1

Wise Son strains against his bonds, his muscles swelling.

WISE SON

You son of a bitch! Sucking us dry. Holding us against our will. It ain’t right!

Panel 2

Wise Son tears free of his bonds and is leaping down, his blood tubes trailing from his body.

WISE SON

What are you thinking? Some of the guys in here ain’t even Bang Babies! You don’t even need them!

Panel 3

Power Junkie catches Wise by the throat in mid-leap.

WISE SON

>Gack<

POWER JUNKIE

True. But I may find a use for them later. Waste not, want not.

Panel 4

Power Junkie has opened his hand and is telekinetically levitating a struggling Wise Son back up to the wall.

POWER JUNKIE

You belong to me. All of you do. Not because it’s right. But because I can.

WISE SON

Arrrrgh!

Panel 5

Wise Son struggles against the wall. Power Junkie lifts one of Wise’s thick blood tubes in his fist.

POWER JUNKIE

My continued existence depends on you --and many more like you.

Panel 6

Power Junkie is pouring Wise son’s blood into his open mouth. The blood overflows and pours down his chin and onto his chest.

POWER JUNKIE

I’ll never let you go.

Page 6

Panel 1

On Static, watching the off-panel action in horror.

STATIC

Oh, no!

Panel 2

Wider, Static bursts free of Power Junkie’s energy with a SURGE OF ELECTRICITY.

STATIC

(burst)

Nooooo!

SFZ

SHZZZZRAK

Panel 3

Static has dropped to the floor. On hands and knees, he reaches out with one hand. His flying disk is heading towards him.

STATIC

(thought)

Gotta get out of here...

Panel 4

Background Static flies out of the room, foreground Power Junkie is still drinking blood, oblivious.

STATIC

(thought)

Maybe I can find Xombi, or get Icon to come back and help.

Panel 5

Static flies towards the camera, he’s just entered a cavernous chamber.

STATIC

(thought)

Maybe...

STATIC

Geez...

Page 7

Panel 1

Big panel, establishing TOWER’S TROPHY ROOM. It should evoke the Batcave and Superman’s Fortress of Solitude. The room is filled with Display Cases and trophies from John Tower’s career. Like the Batcave’s Dinosaur, the room is dominated by a GIANT RAT. Instead of the giant coin, there is an equally large DAKOTA SUBWAY TOKEN (the token reads, “Dakota Token” and “Good for one” although we can’t yet read all of this). By no means do you have to work all of this stuff into this panel, but I’d like to see it all in the sequence that begins on page 13. I’ll make suggestions as to where you can place items. Ignore me if you have a better idea.

Other items around the room include; a black LAWN JOCKEY, carrying what looks suspiciously like Green Lantern’s Power Battery; A STATUE of two planets crashing into each other, as in the Worlds Collide ads (they are the DC bullet and the Milestone “M”, rendered as planets, but we can never quite make that out); Tower Girl and Kid Tower’s costumes hanging empty in GLASS CASES, ala Batman; a brass URN, inscribed “Fair Play”; a glass case with a girl pirate in it labeled “ADVENTURE OF PIRATE JUDY.”

STATIC

...Some people never throw anything away...

Panel 2

Static flies out of the chamber.

STATIC

(thought)

I think this is the way out.

Panel 3

Angle on TRAFFIC MAN #2 from issue # 3 is prominent standing at the front of a dozen or so more TRAFFIC MEN.

TRAFFIC MAN #2

Hello, Static. Remember me?

Panel 4

New Angle, Static facing off with Traffic Man #2. Other Traffic Men stand at the ready.

STATIC

[.

TRAFFIC MAN #2

Yep. And guess who just stepped in it.

Panel 5

Flying Static dodges blasts from the staves of several Traffic Men while firing a bolt back at them.

TRAFFIC MAN #2

This time you can forget about electrocuting us with our staffs. These are insulated.

Page 8

Panel 1

Wide. Virgil is surrounded on all sides and from above and below.

TRAFFIC MAN #2

Thanks to you, I haven’t had a hit in over a day.

STATIC

C’mon up here, I’ll hit you right now.

Panel 2

Favoring Traffic Man #2.

TRAFFIC MAN #2

Brave talk. You’re outnumbered and surrounded. If you got another card up your sleeve, it better be an ace.

Panel 3

Big Panel. New angle, HARDWARE bursts into the room through the ceiling. He’s firing away from both fists.

SFX

CHOOM

TRAFFIC MAN

(burst)

Hardware!!

HARDWARE

(signature balloons)

Sorry I’m late, I was waiting for a good entrance line.

Panel 4

Static blasts a Traffic Man. Hardware fires a bolo shell that wraps up two others.

STATIC

But I saw you get killed!

SFX

(Static’s blast)

zZZRRAAK

SFX

(bolo)

whupwhupwhup

HARDWARE

Oh, please. That was a robot.

Panel 5

Interior HARDWARE’S LAB. Curtis Metcalf, legs still broken, is sitting in a high-tech Virtual Reality rig, his arms in the same pose as Hardware’s in the previous panel. On a SCREEN in front of him is Hardware’s point of view.

CURTIS

So is this one. I’m using a telepresence rig. My legs are broken, remember?

Page 9

Panel 1

Back at the fight. Hardware wrestles with two Traffic Men, he’s facing panel left. Panel right, IOTA is holding a BOWLING BALL is GROWING in multiple images, from a spec on the floor. She’s up to about half-size, and grinning.

HARDWARE

Unfortunately, I’m down to my last working model. So I’m going to need a little help, here.

IOTA

You called, sweetie?

Panel 2

Full-size Iota uses her bowling ball to clock one of the TRAFFIC MEN Hardware was struggling with.

SFX

THOK

HARDWARE

Good to see you, Iota. But you left the spare.

Panel 3

Static zooms in and blasts the last man.

STATIC

Got’ems.

SFX

ZZZRAKK

Panel 4

Hardware, Static and Iota stand talking to each other. Unconscious Traffic Men are all over the room.

IOTA

The rest of our people will be along presently. They’re following my beacon to this position.

STATIC

Well, Tower’s probably on his way too. We better jet.

Panel 5

Favoring Static. Iota is skeptical.

IOTA

John Tower?

STATIC

Yep, still alive. He’s the one behind all of this.

Page 10

Panel 1

Similar to previous.

IOTA

That simply cannot be true. John Tower has been a hero for generations. He’s the greatest of us all.

STATIC

Was. Now he ain’t nothing but a power junkie.

Panel 2

Favoring Hardware.

HARDWARE

Yep. And junkies steal. In this case, lives.

Panel 3

PANEL. Wide as all react to the HEROES arriving: IRON BUTTERFLY, GLORIA MUNDI and PAYBACK. Captions label the new guys.

CAPTION

Iron Butterfly.

CAPTION

Gloria Mundi.

CAPTION

Payback.

PAYBACK

You guys have been busy.

Panel 4

Favoring Iota.

IOTA

You didn’t do so badly yourselves, dears.

IRON BUTTERFLY

What is our battle plan?

Panel 5

Favoring Hardware. Payback frowns.

HARDWARE

We retreat. Their top man is way out of our weight class. We don’t have enough power to fight him.

PAYBACK

Where’s Blizten?

Page 11

Panel 1

Hardware explains to Payback.

HARDWARE

She was captured. We’ll come back for her, later. Right now we have to regroup, find more help.

Panel 2

FLASHBACK PANEL. Reminiscent of panel 3 page 18, Issue #1 Static’s’s big, panel left face dissolves into an image of DUSK bounding towards a burning building. Let’s go in closer on Dusk, this time and see her face.

OFF PANEL STATIC

Dusk, please! Don’t go back in! We got everybody, there’s no time!!

Panel 3

Similar to previous. Static is speaking now.

STATIC

No.

Panel 4

Wide on the group. Static on one side of the panel, everyone else on the other.

GLORIA

(ornate balloon and script)

I’m sorry. Did you say, “No”?

IRON BUTTERFLY

I understand your loyalty to our comrade. But in order to win the war, we must survive the battle.

Panel 5

Favoring Static, stubborn.

STATIC

Do what you want. I can’t leave Blitzen behind. The last time I didn’t go back for somebody, she died.

Panel 6

Wider. Iron Butterfly is irritated. Hardware.

IRON BUTTERFLY

That is irrational and futile. If we are ever to prevail, we will require your power.

HARDWARE

She’s right, kid. You stay here and fight, we’re pretty much [ed.

Page 12

Panel 1

Iron Butterfly looks at Hardware with irritation.

HARDWARE

So I guess what I’m saying is, I’ll stay too.

IRON BUTTERFLY

Hardly a sacrifice, as I sense your real body doesn’t reside within this shell.

HARDWARE

Never claimed to be noble.

Panel 2

Iron Butterfly has turned back towards Static. Payback is visible.

IRON BUTTERFLY

Nevertheless, I will also remain here and fight.

PAYBACK

Stop showboating, Kahina. We’re all staying.

Panel 3

Favoring Iota. Static explains.

IOTA

One assumes you have some sort of plan?

STATIC

Kinda. You guys mop up the rest of the Traffic Men. Keep them away from the torture chamber. I need maybe half an hour.

Panel 4

Gloria is curious. So is Payback. Static is still filled with resolve.

GLORIA

(ornate balloon and script)

And what will you do?

STATIC

I’ll take care of the Power Junkie.

PAYBACK

How?

Panel 5

Hardware has a hand on Static’s shoulder.

STATIC

I dunno. Reason with him?

HARDWARE

You got a lot of guts, kid.

STATIC

Yep, I don’t even know the meaning of the word “fear.”

Panel 6

Static flies away from the group.

STATIC

Which does not bode well for those fast-approaching SAT’s.

Dwayne wrote this, explaining-

“Catching Lightning in a Bottle” is both an introduction to the STATIC SHOCK: TRIAL BY FIRE compilation, it also sort of serves as a FAQ about the origins of the chracter.


Catching Lightning in a Bottle (and Other Moral Victories)

If you’re a STATIC fan from back in the day, it’s good to see you again. I know we’ve got a lot of catching up to do but first I want to welcome our new readers, who probably only know about Static from the TV show. I’m going to take a moment and bring them up to speed. I know, I know but we’ve waited over three years for this moment, what’s another few hundred words? Just bear with me, won’t you?

I have a good friend who is fond of repeating the aphorism, “moral victories don’t count.” I couldn’t disagree more, not only do they count but in the long run, they’re the only kind that matter. Case in point: Milestone Comics. In 1992, I joined forces with three extraordinary men, together we set out to change the face of the comic book industry. This proved to be somewhat more difficult than we had anticipated.

Although Milestone’s sales were always respectable, we never set the world on fire. Our books lacked the speculator heat and collectable foil covers that drove the market in those days. Moreover a small but vocal group of people, including some readers, retailers and fellow professionals, found our very existence suspect. All sorts of bizarre, even sinister, motives were attributed to us. We battled against those impressions when we had the time but mostly we kept our eye on the ball. We figured our product would speak for itself, if we got it out there. So we did, every month for five years. Good comics, exactly the way we wanted to do them. Moral victory, folks.

Milestone’s story is an adventure worthy of any of our heroes. Against enormous odds we set out to accomplish something both unprecedented and important. The results were 250 comics that respected our readers’ intelligence, from a company dedicated to the idea that if you want fresh water, you have to draw from new wells. STATIC is character-driven, exciting, inventive and above all fun, as good an example of our values as one could choose. It’s a particularly fitting standard-bearer for what we hope will be Milestone’s 21st century renaissance. With the rebirth of STATIC as STATIC SHOCK!, the adventure continues.

STATIC SHOCK!: TRIAL BY FIRE is the long-overdue collection of the first four issues of the late, lamented STATIC monthly comic, created by Milestone and distributed by our long-time partners at DC Comics. In my years as Milestone’s Editor-In-Chief, I’ve made my share of mistakes, ask anybody. But on occasion, I’ve also shown flashes of inexplicable brilliance. STATIC was the occasion for a number of such flashes. I had already written the series bible (which included beautiful character designs by co-creator Denys Cowan) as well as Static’s origin story arc for the first four issues when I belatedly realized that there was no way I could write four books a month (I was already writing HARDWARE and ICON and co-writing BLOOD SYNDICATE) while simultaneously learning how to run a comic book company. I needed help. That’s when I had my first really good idea.

I’ve known Robert L. Washington III since he was about eight years old. Even as a child he was one of the most brilliantly creative people I’d ever met. I’d caught up with Bob again after he grew up and moved to New York. Only a couple years earlier, I’d introduced him around at Marvel Comics. He’d had a couple of nibbles but hadn’t yet landed a major assignment. All the better for me.

Bob took my outline and ran with it, adding his own totally unique spin to STATIC. In addition to frequently topping my one-liners with better ones, he reworked our villain Hotstreak (you probably know him as F-Stop), adding the very cool gimmick that Static deduces in issue #2. He created Tarmack out of whole cloth. He replaced Static’s brother with two sisters (the second sister seems to have gone the way of Richie Cunningham’s big brother on HAPPY DAYS). He gifted Virgil with his own encyclopedic knowledge of comics, sci-fi, gaming and other fan-boy ephemera. And when I told him that I wanted this series to be as much about Virgil and his friends as about Static and his adventures, Bob made me watch about 18 hours of DIGRASSI JR. HIGH. Much cribbing ensued.

After co-scripting the story you’re about to read, I left STATIC in Bob’s obscenely talented hands. If this collection does well, perhaps future volumes will collect Bob’s solo work on this title. I know I’m not alone in my desire to see it all in print.

My second really good idea was listening to my old Milestone partner Michael Davis, who brought to my attention an incredible young artist named John Paul Leon. These days, John is best known as the artist of Alex Ross’ EARTH-X. Back then, all he had was a portfolio full of Xeroxed samples. Really good Xeroxed samples.

I’m told that John doesn’t like to look at his early work anymore. While I’ll stipulate that his talent has grown tremendously since 1993, I don’t care what he says, I adore this stuff. As you will plainly see, when John drew the first four issues of STATIC, he was already a genius. He’s an expert storyteller who creates living, breathing characters. He can draw action and he can draw human drama. He can make a bad scene work and a good scene sing. Best of all, while some of his influences might be apparent, even at this early stage of his career John’s stuff doesn’t look like anyone else’s.

Before I slip a disc from patting myself on the back for all my good ideas, I should direct your attention to the rest of the STATIC team. Veteran inker Steve Mitchell helped our talented newcomer past some of the rough spots and just generally made great pages look even better. Color Editor Noelle C. Giddings hand-painted these comics, routinely achieving the kind of look usually found in top of the line graphic novels. Letterer Steve Hayne somehow found room for way too much dialog and still managed to keep it off of the art. Shawn Martinbrough pitched in with an ink job that foreshadowed his own remarkable talents. STATIC is a three time winner of Parents’ Choice Honors and also racked up 5 on-line fan awards, including two for “best new character.” Hardly surprising results from a team this good.

A final note to our new readers, if you only know Static from the show, you’ll quickly notice some differences between what you’re about to read and the Static you’re acquainted with. Don’t study on it, the differences are superficial. In every important way, this is the Static you’ve come to know and love, only more so. Consider this a hit of uncut funk.

If, after reading TRIAL BY FIRE, you find yourself craving more STATIC SHOCK! (which, of course, you will) you can watch his animated adventures every Saturday on the Kids WB! And if that’s still not enough, I’ve re-teamed with John Paul Leon for the all-new STATIC SHOCK!: REBIRTH OF THE COOL mini-series, on sale very soon. Get it wherever you bought this book.

With the continued support of fans like you, our moral victory can eventually be counted as a victory of the other kind. will our succès d’estime be reborn as a big fat commercial hit? We hope so. And you know what that would mean, right?

More new adventures.

It’s all in your hands again, folks. Enjoy.

Dwayne McDuffie
Chicago, IL
June 8, 2000

Dwayne McDuffie is the co-creator of STATIC, the Milestone Universe and Marvel Comics’ DAMAGE CONTROL. He has written several episodes of the STATIC SHOCK! animated series and continues to serve as Milestone’s Editor-In-Chief.

This is a rare find – part of the script of Static Shock “They’re Playing My Song.” It was Dwayne’s first produced animated script. This draft was written in Microsoft Word and was dated October 12, 2000. Any typos were probably conversion errors made when I posted it here.

EXT. ABANDONED GAS STATION – NIGHT

RICHIE is practically towing a reluctant VIRGIL up the street.

VIRGIL

Where are we going, Richie?

RICHIE

Patience, Virgil. We’re almost there. It’ll be easier once we’re old enough to drive.

VIRGIL

Hey, I offered. We could’a got on my disk and flown.

RICHIE

No disrespect, Man. But I’ve seen you fall off that thing.

VIRGIL

(offended)

One time! And they were shooting at me!

RICHIE

Whatever. Anyway, we’re here.

RICHIE

indicates the dilapidated, darkened gas station behind him. Virgil looks askance at the place as Richie shoves the door open.

VIRGIL

We’re where?

RICHIE

Your secret headquarters. Every superhero has to have a secret headquarters.

Richie goes inside. Virgil follows.

CUT TO:

INT. ABANDONED GAS STATION OF SOLITUDE – NIGHT

It’s pitch black inside, until part of the room is suddenly ILLUMINATED by the ELECTRICAL ARC at the tip of Virgil’s finger. Virgil looks up at the fluorescent lights in the ceiling.

VIRGIL

Hope those bulbs are good...

THE ELECTRICAL ARC

leaps from Virgil’s finger to the bulbs, which light up.

THE INTERIOR

is now well-lit. The garage is revealed as a dump.

VIRGIL

You gotta be kidding me. You’d have to renovate before this place could qualify as a dump.

RICHIE

indicates the garage as he gives Virgil the hard-sell. Virgil looks around, unconvinced.

RICHIE

Use your imagination. You may see a broken-down, rat-infested-

VIRGIL

(disgusted)

“Rat-infested?”

RICHIE

(quickly)

We’ll get some traps. The point is, this place is going to be the nerve-center of our entire superhero operation.

VIRGIL

What are we going to call it, “the Abandoned Gas Station of Solitude”?

RICHIE

Look, it’s either this or my old treehouse. And I don’t think those branches’ll hold both of us anymore.

DISSOLVE TO:

EXT. ABANDONED GAS STATION ROOF – NIGHT

Virgil is sitting on the edge of the SKYLIGHT, sulking. Richie opens the skylight.

RICHIE

(still selling)

The skylight’s pretty cool, you can fly in and out through here.

VIRGIL

If I had more cash, maybe I could rent a decent headquarters.

RICHIE

Yeah. This superhero gig hasn’t exactly turned out to be a profit center.

VIRGIL

You ain’t never lied. It’s costing me money. I keep tearing my costume, melting my shoes...

SFX OF SQUEALING TIRES from the street. Virgil and Richie react, looking down to see:

ICE PACK’S LIMO

racing up the street, still trying to outrun Rubberband Man.

BACK ON THE ROOF

Virgil quickly begins to change into his Static costume.

VIRGIL

You see that?!

RICHIE

(cagey)

Depends. What do you see?

ON THE STREET

Rubberband Man OVERTAKES the Limo. He secures himself to a lamppost and stretches himself across the road directly in front of the speeding Limo. He wraps his other end around a matching lamppost forming a barrier across the street

THE LIMO

plows right into Rubberband Man. His body GIVES with the impact, stretching for about twenty yards before SNAPPING back into shape, launching the Limo backwards INTO THE AIR in the opposite direction.

INSIDE THE CAR

Ice and his Hangers-On are terrified.

HANGERS-ON

[Cries of surprise and fear.]

BACK ON THE ROOF

STATIC, now in full costume, polarizes his flying disk into stiffness, leaps on it and SURFS through the air after the flying car.

CLOSING ON THE LIMO

Static throws a two-handed ELECTRICAL FIELD.

THE ELECTRICAL FIELD

trails from the Limo back to Static’s hands. He grasps the electricity with his fingers, as if pulling on reins.

WIDER ON STATIC

As he grits his teeth, slowing the car’s forward motion with a sudden YANK.

STATIC

[Grunt of effort.]

Pulling back on the “reins” and leaning backwards on his disk, Static strains mightily as the car slowly arcs to the ground, supported by his electromagnetic field. The car hits the ground with a solid THUMP. Static lands nearby, sweaty and exhausted.

RUBBERBAND MAN

BOUNCES over to the Limo like a ball, then UNFOLDS into human form in mid-bounce. He reaches for the door of the Limo but Static grabs his wrist.

STATIC

Slow your roll there, Super-Ball.

Rubberband Man’s wrist writhes like a snake. Startled, Static lets it go.

RUBBERBAND MAN

I got no beef with you...Static, right?

Static is standing between him and the car.

STATIC

That’s me. And you are?

RUBBERBAND MAN

About to kill the guy in this car.

STATIC

Good one. You realize if you try it I’ll have to thump you.

RUBBERBAND MAN

Really?

STATIC

Or we could go all radical, sit down and talk about it.

RUBBERBAND MAN

Nah. I don’t think so, Sparky.

RUBBERBAND MAN

stretches his arm to hit Static in the face with a fast jab.

STATIC

is surprised more than hurt. He clenches his fist, which crackles with electrical energy.

STATIC

Be that way.

Static steps up to Rubberband Man and clocks him in the chin with an energy-charged haymaker. Rubberband Man’s body doesn’t move but his head is knocked back a couple of yards before his elastic neck snaps back into place. He grabs his jaw with his hand as if to see if it’s still in one piece.

RUBBERBAND MAN

Nice shot.

RUBBERBAND MAN’S FOOT

unseen by Static, stretches around and behind Static. The foot forms itself into a low, knee-high bench.

BACK ON RUBBERBAND MAN

RUBBERBAND MAN

Rubber’s an insulator. Your electrical powers can’t hurt me, I’m grounded.

WIDER

Rubberband Man gives Static a two-handed push in the chest. Static trips backwards over the “bench”

RUBBERBAND MAN

And so are you, sucker!

STATIC

Falls flat on his butt, he’s mortified. This is humiliating.

STATIC

Aw, Man! I haven’t fallen for that one since... well, since last summer actually. But still...

ON THE LIMO

suddenly driving away from the scene, burning rubber.

RUBBERBAND MAN REACTS.

RUBBERBAND MAN

Oh, no you don’t!

He stretches his arm into a LASSO and ropes the hitch at the back of the speeding Limo.

STATIC

leaps to his feet and charges up, he’s glowing and sparking.

STATIC

A big enough charge can overload any insulator.

Static unleashes a HUGE blast of electricity at Rubberband Man.

RUBBERBAND MAN

(Impact grunt)

RUBBERBAND MAN

is thrown backwards, stunned by the jolt. His arm stretching off frame towards:

THE REAR OF THE LIMO

Rubberband Man’s lasso arm tears the hitch and rear bumper off the rear of the Limo, which recedes from the camera, speeding away and into a tunnel.

RUBBERBAND MAN

recovers quickly from the jolt, bouncing back to his feet. He approaches Static, who is obviously weakened from his effort.

STATIC

I so need a new plan...

Rubberband Man forms one arm into an enormous CROQUET MALLET and angrily smacks Static into a wall.

STATIC

[Grunt of pain.]

STATIC

slides off the wall and slumps to his knees, dazed and helpless. Rubberband Man stands above him, hand still in mallet form. He’s poised to deliver the finishing blow.

RUBBERBAND MAN

looks at his helpless opponent for a long moment, then changes his mallet back into a regular fist. He can’t do it.

RUBBERBAND MAN

(sighs)

You’re not the one I’m after.

Rubberband Man lowers his arm, unclenches his fist, rolls himself into a ball and bounces away.

STATIC

slumps face first to the ground, finally unconscious.

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EXT. HAWKINS’ RESIDENCE – DAY

Establishing Virgil’s house, the next morning.

VIRGIL (O.S.)

Oh, my head...

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INT. HAWKINS’ BATHROOM – THE SHOWER

Virgil leans with his palms on either side of the shower head, hanging his head under the hot spray of water.

VIRGIL

Note to self: Avoid playing catch with flying automobiles.

Virgil reacts to the sound of knocking on the bathroom door. He covers his ears and groans with pain.

SHARON (O.S.)

(shouting)

Little brother! You’re running late!--

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EXT. HAWKINS’ BATHROOM – HALLWAY

SHARON, Virgil’s big sister, is standing outside the door.

SHARON

--Breakfast is already on the table.

Sharon pounds on the door again.

SHARON

Virgil Ovid Hawkins, you get your ashy butt out here right this minute!

ON THE DOOR

It opens a crack. Deadly serious, Virgil peeks out around the door.

VIRGIL

Sharon, my middle name is never to be spoken aloud. You know that.

Virgil slams the door.

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