Visionary Kiss I & II & III

Visionary Kiss II 17
EXT. BRITISH FORT -CAIRO -DAY


A British flag flew over the soldiers manning the front gate, as the tired, disheveled heroes sauntered up on their dusty camels. They only wanted to get something to drink and eat and maybe finally take time to contemplate all the things they had seen. Hoping that they were not real.


Finally the soldiers finished checking their papers and after a few questions they let them all enter.

INT. EVELYN'S QUARTERS - DAY


First a steamer trunk was slammed to the floor and thrown open. Rick chunked a load of dresses into it, "I thought you didn't believe in this stuff!?"


O'Connell headed back to the closet to get more of Evelyn's stuff, only to miss that the woman went behind him and start to unpack what he had packed.


"Having an encounter with a four thousand year old walking, talking corpse tends to convert one."


"Forget it, we're out the door down the hall and gone."


"No, we are not!" With as much force as she could muster, she pushed him to the side finally able to place her clothes back into the closet.


Rick threw a handful of her under things into the trunk, taking a brief moment to look down at them smiling.


"Oh yes we are."


So while O'Connell continued to pack her clothes; Evey
continued to unpack them.


"No we are not. We woke him up, and we must try and stop him."


"We?! What we?! I didn't read from that book. I told you not to play around with that thing."


"Alright then, Me, I, ...I read the book, I woke him up and I intend to stop him."


Rick angrily stretched one of her bras between his hands, "How!? You heard the mao moo mortal weapons can kill this guy."


Evelyn grabbed the bra and looked over at Willow who was sitting in a chair near the door of the bedroom, on her lap the white cat that had appeared from out of the nowhere.


"Then we'll have to find some immortal ones."


"There goes that afterlife again. Not me, I am outta here!"


Willow closed her eyes listening to the couple, deep in her heart she wanted them to stay. She needed them, but it was so dangerous and maybe it really would be better to send them away.


There was a yelp and as Rick stormed out of the bedroom, sucking on his fingers as Evelyn followed at his heels.


"According to that "Book", once this creature has been reborn, his curse will spread, and as he grows in strength, so will his curse grow, infecting the people until the whole of the earth is destroyed."


"Yeah? So? Is that my problem?"


"It's everybody's problem!"


"Look lady, I appreciate you saving my life and all, but when I signed on, I agreed to take you out there and bring you back, and I did, now we're even. End of job. End of story. Contract terminated."


"That's what I am to you? A contract?"


"You can either tag along with me, or you can stay here and play around with Mister Maggot."


"I'm staying."


"FINE"


They starred at each other for a moment only then look at Willow, both with a question, the same question in their eyes.


"We'll stay."


O'Connell cursed, stormed out and slammed the door. The women looked at the door waiting. After a beat. The door re-opened and Rick's hand reached back in and threw a handful of frilly panties to the floor.


He again slammed the door and Evelyn hurried to get her belongings, listening to the giggling coming from Willow.


"Give him a little time, he'll stay."



EXT. BRITISH FORT COMPOUND - DAY


Rick angrily strode through the compound. He saw Beni coming up the path with a man dressed in hooded robes, his face covered by an ornate death mask.


"You left me! You left me in the desert to rot."


"Oh yeah, ....sorry bout that" Rick pointed at the man, "So who's this guy?"


"This is Prince Imhotep, High Priest of Osiris."


"Oh, hey, how ya doin'?"


O'Connell reached out with his hand, but Imhotep instantly recoiled, causing Rick to give him the once -over.


"The Prince does not like to be touched by other humans. A Silly eastern superstition, I'm afraid." Beni quickly covered.


"Yeah, well, we all got our little problems today don't we?"


"He has come to help Mr. Burns. Somehow I feel responsible."


"Don't gimme that, you never had any scruples."


"Do you know where I can steal some?" O'Connell fake -punched him. Beni flinched.


Rick gave Imhotep a look as he strides off. "See ya around, Partner."


Imhotep's grotesque new eyes glared out from behind the mask.

INT. CASBAH - DAY


The proverbial den-of -iniquity, hard men, hard woman and hard liquor was the place he wanted to be. He had often found himself in this place and so it was no wonder that he met up with an old friend, who had a walrus mustache, and was drunk and talking to some tougher customers.


He was in his British WWI fighter pilot gear, Winston Havlock.


"I'm the last of the Royal Force still stationed here, you know? All the other laddies died in the air and were buried in the sand."


The customers just shoved him away. Winston staggered over to Rick and Jonathan who had been at the bar for a few hours now.


"Ever since the end of the Great War, there hasn't been a single challenge worthy of a man like me."


"I've heard it before, Winston," Rick shoved him away, but Winston only staggered back to Jonathan.


"I just wish I would've chucked it with the other laddies, gone down in a flame of glory, instead of sitting around here, rotting from boredom and booze!"


Now Jonathan shoved him towards another group of unlucky sods.


This time Henderson and Daniels sidled up to the bar next to them.

INT. BURN'S QUARTERS - DAY


Burn's, now tongueless, talked with a severe impediment, "The drawer there, spectacles." There was a brief moment in which he tried to let out a bitter laugh, "As you see, I won't be needing them."


Imhotep opened the drawer and pulled out some bifocals. He put the bifocals on over his death mask, then he grinned broadly, his rotten teeth showing through the hole for the mouth.

"Mr. Burns, Prince Imhotep thanks you for your spectacles, _ and for your eyes, ....and for your tongue."


The _expression on Burns' face started to change, he looked puzzled.


"But I am afraid more is needed, the Prince says he must finish the job, consummate the curse which you and your friends have brought down upon yourselves."


A look of pure fear registered on the American's face.


Beni quickly backed away and ran out of the room, as Imhotep picked up the sacred canopic jar, then removed the death mask.


Finally revealing his hideous, shattered corpse skull.

End Visionary Kiss II 17