The Unfinished Hellsing Screenplay Pages 17 to 21

PRIEST

I do not care what your name is and I do not care who you are “friend.” What I do care about is adding to my army of followers and slaughtering the nearby towns like cattle. Now listen “boy,” and listen well.

The rules are different with me. Do you have any idea what I am? I am the top of the food chain. I am a vampire and I will slaughter you where you stand.

ALUCARD TILTS HIS HEAD TO THE SIDE SLIGHTLY AS IF IN CONFUSION AND STARTS TO CHUCKLE SOFTLY ONCE AGAIN, BUT THIS TIME THE LOUDNESS ESCALATES AS HE TOSSES HIS HEAD BACK AND LAUGHS MANIACALLY.

ALUCARD

Where I stand you say? Do you not know who “I” am Father? No? Well I shall enlighten you.

I am the origin of it all. The genesis which spawned a plague. I have been called many things throughout the centuries…..Father.

The Hellsing Organization dubbed me Alucard. My enemies call me the “No Life King.” The winds have carried the names “Impaler,” “Barbarian” and “Mad Man.”

ALUCARD SLOWLY STARTS TO WALK TOWARDS THE FRON OF THE CHURCH AS HIS LONG, RED TRENCH COAT BILLOWS OUT FROM BEHIND HIM. HE SLOWLY REACHES INTO THE INSIDE OF HIS TRENCH COAT BUT LEAVES HIS HAND IN THE INSIDE POCKET OF THE GARMENT. AS HE WALKS, THE GHOULS ARE FOOLOW HIS MOVEMENTS, THEIR GAZE WATCHING EVERY STEP.

 

 

PRIEST

You know what?!? I call you boring. Kill this bastard so I can continue with my fun.

THE PRIEST THEN SNAPS HIS FINGERS AND THE GHOULS SLOWLY STAND IN THE PEWS. THEY SHUFFLE OUT FROM THEIR SEATS AND CIRCLE ALUCARD. CUT TO: AERIAL VIEW. ALUCARD SLOWLY TURNS TO SEE HE IS COMPLETELY ENCIRCLED. THE GHOULS ALL GROWL AND MOAN AS THEY FIDGET IMPATIENTLY FOR THEIR COMMANDS.

ALUCARD

So you’re a vampire eh? You see, what I see before me is utter trash. You have no idea what being top of the food chain is. You disgust me and I can not tell the difference between you and garbage that is left on the street. An army of ghouls is no match for a true Nosferatu.

PRIEST

Please…..please just kill him already!!!!

THE GHOULS ALL ADVANCE TOWARDS ALUCARD WITH WEAPONS DRAWN. THEY OPEN FIRE WITH A FEROCITY THAT RIPS INTO THE VAMPIRE. HE STAGGERS BACKWARDS A FEW STEPS AND LOOKS DOWN AT HIMSELF AS THE BULLETS TEAR HIM APART. THE SOUND OF THE GUNS UNLOADING ON ALUCARD ECHOES AS THE SPARKS LIGHT UP THE DIM ROOM. AS HIS APPENDAGES FALL TO THE FLOOR. THE PRIEST STARTS TO LAUGH LOUDLY AS HE SNAPS, SIGNALLING THE GHOULS TO CEASE FIRE. HE SLOWLY DRAGS SERAS VICTORIA TOWARDS THE REMAINS OF THE VAMPIRE AND KICKS IT A FEW TIMES TO MAKE SURE OF HIS CONDITION.

PRIEST

Looks like the “No Life King’ has fallen. Long live the “new” king!

And now my dear, where were we?

SERAS VICTORIA

No…no…No!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Please!!!!! Someone help me!!!!!

 

THE PRIEST AND SERAS VICTORIA ARE BOTH UNAWARE OF THE BLOOD OF ALUCARD MOVING AS IF IT WAS ALIVE. THE LIQUID BEGINS TO POOL TOGETHER IN ONE LOCATION AND THE BODY PARTS THAT WERE SPLATTERED OVER THE FLOOR BEGIN TO PULL TOGETHER. THE PRIEST ONCE AGAIN PREPARES TO BITE HER, WHEN A MANIACAL LAUGHTER ECHOES IN THE CHURCH. THEY BOTH TURN AROUND AND NOTICE A LARGE, SHADOWY MASS STANDING IN FRONT OF THEM. A PAIR OF RED EYES STARES BACK AT THEM AND STICKS OUT IT’S LONG TONGUE.

ALUCARD

Guns?!?!? Do you think mere guns can fell a vampire? Do you? They have no effect and only slow the inevitable.

PRIEST

How…………….how the hell did you………..did you survive????

PRIEST

How…………….how the hell did you………..did you survive????

THE SHADOWY MASS ALTERS IT’S SHAPE AND ALUCARD ONCE AGAIN STANDS BEFORE THEM. HE SMIRKS AT THEM AND SLOWLY APPROACHES THEM BOTH. THE PRIEST TURNS TO FACE HIM DIRECTLY AND HOLDS SERAS VICTORIA IN FRONT OF HIM.

PRIEST

I said kill him god damn it!!!!

AS THE GHOULS ONCE AGAIN ADVANCE TOWARDS ALUCARD, HE REACHES INTO HIS TRENCH COAT AND PULLS OUT A 390MM CASULL GUN. HE SLIDES AN AMMO MAGAZINE INTO THE WEAPON WITH A LOUD “CLICK.” THROWING HIS LEFT ARM IN THE AIR, HE POINTS THE GUN AT A GROUP OF THE GHOULS. THE HELLSING EMBLEM ON HIS WHITE GLOVES BURNS RED AS HE BEGINS TO FIRE.

ALUCARD

These people did not ask to become these abominations Priest. You should have bled them dry if you did not intend to have them become vampires. Such a waste.

 

ZOOM TO A CLOSE UP OF ALUCARD’S FACE: HIS GLASSES HAVE SLID DOWN HIS NOSE HALF WAY SO THAT HIS GLOWING RED EYES ARE VISIBLE. A SMILE CREEPS ACROSS HIS FACE AS THE ECHO OF HIS FIRST SHOT IS HEARD.

ALUCARD

My hands can not offer you your humanity or salvation but….it can offer you the chance to rest.

ZOOM TIGHT ON BULLET: IT FLIES THROUGH THE AIR AND STRIKES A GHOUL DEAD IN THE CENTER OF THE FOREHEAD. LARGE AMOUNTS OF BLACK LIQUID ERUPTS FROM THE WOUND AND IT FALLS LIFELESS TO THE FLOOR. CHUCKLING LOUDLY ONCE AGAIN, ALUCARD STARTS TO SPIN IN A CIRCLE AS HE PULLS THE TRIGGER OF THE CASULL.

PRIEST

For God’s sakes, someone freaking kill him!!!

OVERHEAD VIEW IN SLOW MOTION: THE DISCHARGE OF THE CASULL LIGHTS UP THE IMMEDIATE AREA SURROUNDING THE GUN. WITH EACH IMPACT OF A BULLET SHOT FROM THE WEAPON, GHOULS FALL BACKWARDS LIFELESS. NONE CAN GET CLOSE TO ALUCARD AS HIS AIM IS TRUE AND HE NEVER MISSES A TARGET. AS THE LAST GHOUL FALLS, THE PRIEST NERVOUSLY PULLS SERAS VICTORIA IN FRONT OF HIM AS A HUMAN SHIELD.

PRIEST

Why…..why would a vampire help pitiful mortal men?!?!

We are above them….above them all!!

ALUCARD SMIRKS AT THE LAST COMMENT MADE BY THE PRIEST AND THEN SHAKES HIS HEAD SOFTLY IN DISBELIEF. SERAS VICTORIA WATCHES THIS ALL UNFOLD HELPLESS, HER FEAR EVIDENT IN HER EYES

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