EXT. AMELIA'S NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT
The suburban city is quiet. The houses pristine carbon copies
of each other. The streetlights shine with the exception of
one flickering on and off. Hedges and bushes line the yards
in front of the houses. The crickets chirp once in a while. A
faint scream is heard from offscreen.
AMELIA CRUZ (early 20s), Filipina wannabe vampire hunter
stalks down the sidewalk. She wears heavy boots, gloves,
elbow and kneepads, and has a large backpack on her back. Her
face shows that she is focused and concentrating.
She crouches low and somersaults into a nearby bush. Her hair
gets snagged and she struggles with untangling it from the
Good going, Amelia. Your first night
out hunting, and you forgot the first
She pulls at her hair and succeeds at freeing it.
(tying back her hair)
Rule number one: keep your hair in a
A loud stream of clicking and ticking noises pierces through
the air. Amelia flinches in response.
Okay, you got this Amelia. Remember
everything you learned. Your parents
were the best hunters in their day.
You can do this. You are born for
She pulls out a wooden stake out of her backpack and gives it
a quick kiss before brandishing it with the point away from
her face like a dagger.
Amelia leaps out of the bush with a weak war cry. She stops.
She looks around, confused.
I swear it sounded like it was right
The ticking noises grow softer. Amelia's shoulders sag in
Man, now that sucks.
Amelia puts the stake back in her backpack. She walks back to
where she came from, her feet dragging on the floor.
A human-like FIGURE approaches behind Amelia without her
noticing. The figure begins to make soft clicking and ticking
Amelia throws up her hands into the air and grunts in
Great, now it sound like it's even
further away. There's no way I'm
going to catch it now.
Amelia and the figure walk under the light of a streetlight.
Amelia notices the extra shadow of the figure behind her. The
figure is revealed to have a long tongue that touches the
floor and unkempt hair.
Amelia turns around and stares at the figure in shock.
(scared and confused)
You're not a vampire. I was told you
were a vampire.
The figure screeches and grabs for Amelia. Amelia trips over
her own feet and falls to the floor out of reach.
Amelia opens her backpack and grabs the first thing she
touches without looking and throws it at the figure. The
figure screeches and leaps away from Amelia.
Amelia looks at the object she threw and sees that it was
Huh. So you ARE a vampire.
The figure continues to screech. It separates its torso from
its legs. Its top half flies away into the sky on bat wings
while the bottom half runs off in an opposite direction.
Amelia's face scrunches in disgust.
INT. AMELIA'S HOUSE - DAY
Amelia, in pajamas, sits at the dining room table staring at
her mug of coffee. Her eyes are baggy from lack of sleep.
AMELIA'S MOM (late 40s) enters the dining room with a plate
of pancakes and a bottle of syrup. She sits across from
Amelia. Amelia grabs for the pancakes, but her mom slaps her
hand out of the way.
Can I have one? Please?
Her mom rolls her eyes and hands Amelia one. Amelia takes it
and nibbles on it like a cookie.
It's better with syrup.
Not when I'm eating it like this. Too
Amelia's mom shakes her head. She drizzles syrup on her own
pancakes and cuts into them with a fork and knife.
You came home very late yesterday.
You know I was out on my first night
So did you kill it?
You should have seen it, Mommy! It
was ugly, and it didn't have any
fangs, and it cut itself in half
before escaping! That was nasty! I'm
not even entirely sure it was a
Her mom stops cutting into her pancakes and looks at Amelia.
Amelia huffs out a hard breath and returns to nibbling on her
(quickly with mouth full)
But it hated garlic. And it also flew
away on bat wings. Maybe it's a
demon? Should I call Erik? He sucks
less at hunting than I do, but then
again demons don't really need as
many tools to deal with them as
Stop that. I barely understand you.
Amelia swallows the pancake morsel in her mouth.
Sorry. What do you think it was?
Amelia's mom smiles and leans in even closer.
What? Manananggal means mung beans,
(shaking her head)
That's monggo, Amelia. A manananggal
is a vampire.
Amelia stares at her mom silent with a brow raised. Her mouth
From the Philippines.
Amelia ahs and nods.
She scrunches her eyebrows together. She stares at her mug of
coffee before her.
Her face lights up.
Wait, from the Philippines? Why is it
here in America then? Shouldn't a
Filipino vampire hunter deal with it
then? They'd probably know more that
Amelia's mom looks at her pointedly.
Drink your coffee. Your brain isn't
quite awake yet, darling.
Amelia takes a sip of her coffee.
What did I say?
As far as I know, our family is the
only one that are both of Philippine
descent and hunt vampires.
Well, crap. I'm guessing you're not
going to kill it?
I'm too old for that now.
Then do you have any advice?
EXT. COLLEGE CAMPUS - DAY
Amelia sits on a bench alone reading a book with the picture
of the mananangaal on the cover. She wears her hunting outfit
from the night before. Light foot traffic around the college
campus passes by Amelia. Some give her strange looks, eyes
lingering on her elbow and kneepads.
ERIK SANTOS, (early 20s) drags his feet toward the bench and
tosses his backpack on the ground at his feet. He takes a
seat beside Amelia. He looks at what Amelia is reading. He
groans in disgust.
(annoyed and disappointed)
Not again. Don't tell me you want me
to help you with another one.
I thought you called me to help you
It IS homework. It's work that I do
But every time you ask for my help,
you use me as bait.
That's because you do the same with
me. I mean, you owe me big time for
the last one.
Being possessed isn't as bad as
having your neck bitten into.
Of course not. It's worse.
But it wasn't forever! I still
haven't found a good ointment for the
neck scars for that near-miss the
Erik pulls down the neck of his shirt to show Amelia the two
raised lumps of scar tissue hiding underneath.
Hey, hey. Don't get riled up before I
even tell you my plan! I promise
there isn't any neck-biting involved
Fine. So tell me the plan.
It involves a lot of salt and a very
EXT. AMELIA'S NEIGHBORHOOD - NIGHT
Erik wears a wig and a long, loose dress complete with a
busty, stuffed bra underneath. Amelia inspects the contents
of her backpack one by one.
If this is your idea of a clever
Do I hear complaining? Or is that the
sound of your sociology project grade
going up in flames?
You wouldn't... It's your project
too, you know.
I'm not the one with the failing
grade in that class, Erik. I can
afford to lose a few points.
Erik stares at her silently.
Loud sounds of ticking and clicking start up.
It sounds like it's right on top of
It tricked me there, too. Apparently,
it does that to confuse its prey.
When the sound grows softer, that's
when you should start worrying.
Amelia pulls out a round pillow out of her backpack.
She hands the pillow to Erik. Erik stuffs the pillow under
his dress over his stomach and fluffs it.
Why does it like pregnant women
Why do vampires like blood? Look, I
don't know all the answers. I just
But really, why pregnant women?
I heard its favorite meal is a baby
Erik gapes his mouth and looks at Amelia with a start.
The ticking sounds grow softer.
Hey, looks like the disguise is
working. I'll be in this bush.
Amelia packs up her supplies and crouches into the bush.
This Mongol is an idiot if this
The sounds of the monster grow fainter.
That's really creepy. You sure that
means it's getting closer?
Shh. It can hear you.
The sounds cease. Erik's knees shake underneath his dress.
Please don't bite me. Please don't
bite me. If you bite me I'm going to
scream and pee in my pants and we're
all going to have a bad day.
Were you saying something to me? I
can't hear you.
I hate you.
Good, let the hate consume you as you
help me send that creature back to
A loud screech pierces the air. A figure descends into the
bush that Amelia hid herself in.
Sounds of scuffling emanate form the bush as it shakes from
Amelia wrestling against the manananggal
Crap! You were supposed to get Erik,
Erik grabs into the bush and pulls both Amelia and the
monster out. Amelia's foot digs into the chin of the
manananggal, keeping its gaping mouth from getting any
Stop! I don't bend that way!
The monster's long tongue licks Amelia's face as it hisses.
Amelia gags in response.
Erik! Do something!
Erik holds the monster by the waist and attempts to wrench it
away from Amelia. The monster separates its body into two,
leaving Erik with only a pair of legs as Amelia continues to
deal with the upper half.
Erik drops the legs to the floor. He wipes his hands on his
(shaking his head)
Nope. Nope. Nope. Not gonna deal with
that nonsense. Nope.
He begins to walk away.
Erik waves goodbye to Amelia.
It was nice knowing you for all these
years. It's been fun.
Erik! The salt!
Erik scrunches his face in confusion. He pulls out a shaker
of salt from his stuffed bra.
He unscrews the cap of the shaker and pours it generously on
the severed waist of the monster's legs.
Amelia grunts in exertion as her hand reaches out to her
backpack nearby and pulls out a sack of garlic. She stuffs it
in the monster's face.
The monster lets out a shriek and flies away, leaving its
Amelia relaxes on the ground as she catches her breath.
Yeah, you better leave!
So it's supposed to shrivel and die
when the sun comes out?
That's what my mom and the book said.
It can't join back together because
of the salt.
(shaking his head)
Vampires are weird. I'll stick with
demons and devils, thanks.
Erik plays with a strand hair of his wig and picks at the
seam at the side of his dress. He looks up, contemplative.
Now that I think of it --
Don't think of it.
Mr. Curtis said his cat's been acting
Amelia groans and covers her face with her hands.
I'll bring the mop.