Resident Evil screenplay by George a. Romero

95 CHRIS I hoped...it would be our home.

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JILL I guess...we're gonna be moving. Chris checks the LED.

THIRTY-EIGHT SECONDS.

CHRIS (To the pilot) Full throttle. Out of here, man! LaGuardia pushes his stick. The Huey LUNGES forward at top speed. REBECCA, ADA and JILL are pressed back by inertia. Chris holds himself erect. Through the window, in the receding sky, he spots... AN EAGLE, riding the wind. CUT TO: EXT

THE ARKLEY FOREST

THE MANSION

DAY

PLQOOOMMMMMl The GROUND ERUPTS from an enormous underground explosion. The MANSION is reduced to particulate as the shock-wave spreads outward. •****.

EXT

FARM

DAY

Chris' farm hand, RAKE, is shambling out of the house, a ZOMBIE...when the EXPLOSIVE FORCE HITS, tearing him APART. EXT

RACCOON CITY

DAY

The TOWN is EMPTY. . .except for NINE LONELY FIGURES, lumbering down Main Street. They, too...are ZOMBIES. The hot wave HITS. Two are VAPORIZED. FIRE engulfs two more. The BRAINS of two others are DESTROYED by flying debris... ...which catches the remaining three, as well. Arms are torn off. Iron shafts from shattered plumbing, shards of window glass, slats from picket fences... PUNCH through necks, chests, bellies... ...but the dead things, their skulls undamaged, walk on... through billows of dust...drooling hungrily. THE SCREEN GOES BLACK. v_fl^X