A quiet suburban neighborhood sleeps beneath a dark calm sky.

Streetlights casts soft pools of light across the empty roads.

At the end of the street sits a comfortable two-story home.

Warm light glows through the windows.

From the outside everything looks peaceful.

Almost too peaceful.

The camera slowly moves towards the house.

CUT TOO:

A television flickers across the room.

MICHEAL BECKHAM

Composed and protective sits on the couch watching a movie

Beside him is his wife

SARAH BECKHAM

For a moment everything seems normal like a regular couple enjoying a movie.

The Sound of the movie fills the room as MICHEAL glances towards SARAH.

SARAH Smiles faintly.

Upstairs the house is completely quiet.

CUT TOO:

THREE YEAR OLD -FREDDY is sleeping peacefully in his bed snuggled under his blankets.

A small night light casts a soft glow in the room.

Freddy shifts in his sleep.

Quickly falls back asleep.

Completely unaware of what’s going on downstairs or of what’s yet to come.

CUT TOO:

MICHEAL Watches the television.

SARAH looks toward him.

Something is clearly bothering her.

YOU OK?

SARAH HESITATES

YHEA.

MICHEAL studies her.

He knows something isn't right.

CUT TOO:

MICHEAL stands alone in the kitchen.

He grabs his phone.

Something comes across his screen that catches his attention.

His expression changes.

He scrolls.

Stops.

Reads.

His face hardens.

MICHEAL has discovered the truth.

SARAH is having an affair with WILLIAM.

MICHEAL takes a slow breath.

He doesn’t explode.

He simply stands there processing it.

CUT TOO:

SARAH sits on the couch.

MICHEAL walks in.

She looks up.

Something about his expression immediately makes her nervous.

I know.

SARAH FREEZES

Micheal…

Don't.

Don‘t Lie to me.

SARAH looks away.

Micheals eyes stay fixed on her.

It’s William isn’t it?

SARAH can’t answer.

That silence said everything.

I’m Sorry.

MICHEAL absorbs the words.

How Long?

SARAH struggles to answer.

MICHEAL turns away.

He’s Hurts but he’s trying desperately to remain calm.

Your going to stop seeing him.

Okay.

MICHEAL turns back towards her

No more.

SARAH nods.

No more.

MICHEAL walks away.

SARAH is left alone on the couch.

CUT TOO:

MICHEALS vehicle pulls up outside William‘s house

Micheal Gets out.

He stares at the house determined.

CUT TOO:

The front door opens up.

WILLIAM looks up.

MICHEAL stands in the driveway.

Micheal.

Stay away from my wife.

WILLIAM studies him

You don’t tell me what to do.

Im serious.

WILLIAM steps closer.

Then you better figure out what to do about it then.

The two men stare each other down .

MICHEAL refuses to back down.

Finally he turns and leaves.

William Watches him go.

CUT TOO:

MARGOT sits alone.

Her phone rests in her hand.

She makes the call.

It‘s time.

She ends the call.

CUT TOO:

A vehicle disappears into the darkness.

the consequences of the decision has already been decide.

CUT TOO:

WILLIAM enters his home.

He immediately notices something is wrong.

The silence is unnatural.

He slowly moves through the house.

His expression tightens.

A faint sense of dread builds.

He reaches the hallways.

Stops.

Margot?

No answer.

He moves faster down the hallway.

Into the living room.

CUT TOO:

WILLIAM steps in.

And freezes.

His family.

The children.

All of them.

Motionless.

The world drops from under him.

WILLIAM doesn’t scream.

Doesn’t Move.

Just stares.

A long unbearable silence.

Then—

He steps forward slowly.

Shaking.

No…

He drops to his knees.

His hands hover over them unable to bring himself to touch them.

His breath breaks.

Then—

He sees it.

A folded piece of paper deliberately placed on the table.

WILLIAM reaches for it.

Hands trembling as he opens it.

.INSERT— NOTE #13# “I WARNED YOU”

WILLIAM stares.

The words don’t feel written they feel delivered.

Like a message from something watching him.

A ghost.

Not supernatural.

But worse.

Intentional.

Calculated.

WILLIAM’S breathing changes.

He looks around the room again.

This time differently.

Like he’s no longer alone in his understanding.

Michael.

The name lands like realization, not accusation.

His eyes sharpen through the grief.

The pain is still there.

But now it has direction.

Purpose.

William slowly stands.The note crumples in his fist.

You didn’t just do this…

A beat.

You made sure I’d understand.

His eyes harden.

The tears don’t stop.

But something else takes over.

Recognition.

He looks at his family one last time.

Then toward the door.

I see you now.

WILLIAM sits alone in darkness.

The note still in his hand.

“I WARNED YOU.”

He reads it again.

And again.

Each time, it changes.

Not the words.

The meaning.

A system.

A plan.

A man who doesn’t just react—But orchestrates.

William slowly folds the note.His grief settles into something colder.

Focused.

Intentional.

Micheal Beckham…

A Pause.

Now I understand you.

A Vehicle approaches.

Slow.

Deliberate.

Micheal and Sarah sit together.

The calm before the storm.

The Television is playing quietl.

MICHEAL AND SARAH are on the couch watching a movie.

SARAH reaches for the wine bottle and holds it over her glass.

A few drops of wine comes out.

SARAH looks at the empty bottle

Damn.

MICHEAL looks over

Whats wrong?

Sarah holds up the bottle.

We’re almost out.

There’s another bottle in the car.

SARAH Nods.

She gets up from the couch.

I’ll Be right back.

MICHEAL turns his attention back to the movie.

SARAH walks out to the garage.

SARAH opens the door leading to the garage.

The space is lit by by a single dim lightbulb.

She walks towards her car and opens the door to unlock the trunk.

After a moment she find a the bottle of wine.

She locks her car doors and heads back towards the garage.

SARAH reaches the garage wall and presses the button.

The garage door rises letting the cold night air in.

She briefly steps back then walks back up as the door fully opens.

She walks back in the main door and shuts it behind her.

The garage door remains open.

The driveway is quiet.

Dark.

A Beat.

From the edge of the shadows—

WILLIAM WHITMAN

He watches the house.

Still.

Patient.

CUT TOO:

The garage is now empty.

The car sits still.

The open garage door hums.

WILLIAM steps forward from the darkness.

He moves quickly but quietly to the garage.

CUT TOO:

WILLIAM stands inside now.

He listens.

The sound of the tv faintly travels through the living room.

He moves towards the door to enter the house.

SARAH returns with the wine.

MICHEAL looks over at her.

Found it.

She sits back down.

MICHEAL smiles faintly.

Neither of them know WILLIAM is already inside the house.

CUT TOO:

WILLIAM enters the house from the garage.

He stops.

He Listens.

The sound of the tv grows louder.

He getting closer to the living room.

CUT TOO:

MICHEAL AND SARAH continue watching their movie.

SARAH pours herself another glass of wine.

MICHEAL laughs at something on screen.

Neither one of them are aware of the shadow movie behind them.

WILLIAM steps into the doorway.

A beat.

Well,Well,Well.

SARAH freezes she knows that voice.

MICHEAL slowly turns around.

His expression changes.

Before either of them can react-

WILLIAM is already there.

GUN in hand.

Pointed directly at them.

Silence drops instantly from the room.

William—

WILLIAM doesn't blink.

Don’t.

SARAH‘S glass trembles in her hand.

The movie continues playing in behind them , unaware.

WILLIAMS steps fully into the room, keeping his gun steady.

Nobody move. Sarah.

SARAH doesn’t move

Come here

SARAH shakes her head.

No.

WILLIAM raises his gun.

He COCKS it.

The metallic sound echoes through the room.

SARAH freezes.

WILLIAM keeps his eyes locked on her.

I said come here.

SARAH looks at MICHEAL.

MICHEAL GIVES HER A SUBTLE LOOK.

Don’t.

SARAH slowly stands.

She takes a step towards WILLIAM.

Then another.

WILLIAM watches her approach.

William, leave her out of this.

WILLIAM ignores MICHEAL.

You’ve Already done enough.

SARAH stops a few feet away.

WILLIAM lowers his gun but keeps it in his hand.

Do you want too know why I’m here?

SARAH says nothing.

Two weeks ago, I went home.

William’s expression changes.

The anger in his face is mixed with something deeper.

Grief.

My house was quiet.

Sarah’s eyes begin to widen.

Too quiet.

He looks down for a moment.

I called for Margot. No answer.

A beat.

I walked through every room.

Sarah’s face begins to change.

And then I found them.

Sarah covers her mouth.

MARGOT.

Sarah’s eyes fill with fear.

the kids.

Sarah shakes her head.

No…

William looks directly at her.

They’re dead.

Sarah takes a step backward.

Oh my God.

Michael’s expression changes.

He realizes the situation is far worse than he thought.

You know what I found next?

William reaches into his jacket.

Michael immediately tenses.

William pulls out the folded note.He holds it up.

This.

Sarah stares at it.

WILLIAM WHITMAN

”You should have listened.”

Michael’s face goes pale.

Sarah looks between William and Michael.

What does that mean?

William looks directly at Michael.

You tell me.

Michael doesn’t answer.

William steps closer.

I told you to stay away from my family.

I never—

Don’t lie to me!

William raises the gun again.

Sarah flinches.

I came home and found my family dead.

Sarah is crying now.

And somebody left me a message.

He looks at Michael.

A message that told me exactly who was responsible.

Sarah slowly turns toward Michael.

She is horrified.

Micheal…

Michael remains silent.

Sarah looks at him.

What did you do?

Michael doesn’t answer.

William watches them both.

The truth hangs in the room.

The room is silent.

Sarah stands frozen between Michael and William.

William’s expression is cold.

You took everything from me.

William ,please…

William steps toward her.

Leave her alone.

William suddenly produces a concealed scalpel.

Sarah’s eyes widen.

Before Michael can react, William attacks.

Sarah cries out and collapses to the floor.

SARAH!

Micheal rushes to her side.

He drops to his knees beside her.

Sarah! Sarah, stay with me!

William backs away.

Michael looks up.

William is already moving toward the staircase.

WILLIAM!

William starts up the stairs.

Michael reaches for the gun.He raises it.

BANG!

William is struck in the thigh.

He stumbles.

William grabs the railing.

He turns around.

For one brief moment, the two men stare at each other.

William raises his gun.

BANG!

Michael is struck in the head.

He collapses beside Sarah.

Silence.

William slowly lowers his weapon.

He looks at the two bodies.

Then toward the staircase.

His breathing becomes heavier.

William tries to continue upstairs.

But his injured leg gives out.

He collapses onto the stairs.

Blood slowly spreads from his wound.

William struggles to stay conscious.

Then—SIRENS.

William looks toward the front windows.

Red and blue lights flash across the walls.

Police vehicles race into the neighborhood.

The NOSY NEIGHBOR stands behind a window across the street, watching.

She looks toward the arriving officers.

OFFICER 1 and OFFICER 2 rush inside.

Police! Drop the weapon!

William lies injured near the stairs.

His gun falls from his hand.

OFFICER 2 moves in and kicks the weapon away.

Hands where I can see them!

William slowly raises his hands.The officers handcuff him.

William is barely conscious.

We need an ambulance!

The officers begin securing the house.

One officer moves toward Michael and Sarah.

Another begins searching the rooms.

Then—A faint sound comes from upstairs.

A child’s cry.

The officers look toward the staircase.

DETECTIVE LOPEZ arrives at the top of the stairs.

He hears the crying.

He follows the sound.

INT. FREDDY’S BEDROOM — NIGHT

LOPEZ slowly opens the door.

Three-year-old Freddy sits frightened in his bed.

He has no idea what has happened downstairs.

Lopez approaches carefully.

Hey, buddy.

FREDDY looks at him.

LOPEZ kneels beside the bed.

YOUR OKAY.

Freddy reaches toward him.

LOPEZ gently picks him up.

He carries FREDDY out of the bedroom.

As LOPEZ reaches the hallway, he looks down toward the staircase.

Police move throughout the house.

WILLIAM is being escorted out.

MICHEAL and SARAH remain downstairs.

LOPEZ looks at FREDDY.

The little boy rests his head against LOPEZ’S shoulder.

LOPEZ holds him securely.

I've got you.

WILLIAM is placed into a police vehicle.

The doors close.

Police continue working around the house.

LOPEZ exits carrying Freddy.

The flashing lights reflect across Freddy’s face.

FREDDY looks back toward the house.

He doesn’t understand.

LOPEZ looks down at him.

A bright, modern research laboratory.

Fossils and archaeological specimens line the shelves.

Researchers move quietly between workstations.

At a table near the center of the lab sits FREDDY BECKHAM, now 23.

The little boy from twenty years ago is gone.

Freddy carefully brushes dirt from a fossil specimen.

Focused.

Patient.

He studies the fossil through a magnifying lens.

His supervisor walks past.

How’s it looking?

Freddy looks up.

Pretty good.

He examines the specimen again.

I think we’ve got more of the vertebrae than we originally thought.

His supervisor smiles.

Good eye.

The supervisor walks away.

Freddy returns to his work.

His phone BUZZES on the table.

Freddy glances at it.

A text message.

INSERT — PHONE SCREEN

Lunch today?

Freddy smiles.

He immediately knows who it is.

FREDDY types.

Same place?

A response comes almost immediately.

Same place. Noon.

Freddy smiles.

He puts the phone down and returns to his work.

A beat.

He looks at the fossil in front of him.

Then at the clock.

11:42 A.M.

Freddy carefully puts his tools down.

He looks toward the exit.

Freddy removes his lab coat.

He grabs his backpack.

Before leaving, he looks back at the fossil specimen.

A small smile.

Then he walks out.

Freddy exits the building.

He checks his phone.

Another message from his father.

Don’t make me wait.

Freddy laughs quietly.

He types back.

I’m coming 😂

He puts the phone away and walks toward his car.

A familiar neighborhood diner.

Freddy’s car pulls into the parking lot.

He gets out.

He heads toward the entrance.

DETECTIVE LOPEZ, now older, sits in their usual booth.

He looks toward the entrance.

Freddy walks in.

Lopez smiles.

You been waiting long?

Long enough to consider ordering without you.

Freddy laughs.

He slides into the booth.

You wouldn’t dare.

Lopez smiles.

For a moment, they look like any father and son sharing lunch.

But neither of them talks about the night that brought them together.

Not yet.

FREDDY and LOPEZ sit across each other in their usual booth.

Their food sits untouched for a moment.

Freddy notices Lopez seems different.

More serious than usual.

What’s wrong?

Nothing.

Freddy studies him.

That’s a lie.

Lopez almost smiles.

Then reaches down beside him.

He pulls out a THICK MANILA FOLDER.

He places it on the table.

Freddy looks at it.

What’s That?

Lopez doesn’t answer immediately.

He looks around the diner.

Then back at Freddy.

There’s something I need to tell you.

Freddy’s expression changes.

About what?

Lopez puts a hand on the folder.

About the night I found you.

Freddy stares at him.

What do you mean?

Lopez takes a breath.

You were three years old.

Freddy remains silent.

I found you upstairs in your bedroom.

Why don’t I remember that?

Because you were three.

Freddy looks at the folder again.

What’s in there?

Lopez slowly opens it.

Inside are photographs, police reports, newspaper clippings, and old case documents.

Freddy picks up one of the photographs.

His expression changes.

Who are these people?

Lopez looks at the photograph.

Your parents.

Freddy looks up.

A long silence.

My parents?

Lopez nods.

You told me they died when I was little.

They did.

Freddy looks down at the photograph again.

Then why are you showing me this now?

Lopez closes the folder halfway.

Because William is getting out.

Freddy looks at him.

Who’s William?

Lopez’s expression becomes serious.

The man responsible for what happened that night.

Freddy slowly sets the photograph down.

He’s getting out of prison?

Lopez nods.

Soon.

And what does that have to do with me?

Lopez looks directly at him.

Everything.

Freddy sits back.

The realization begins to sink in.

I spent twenty years trying to keep you away from this.

Freddy looks at the folder.

But if William is coming home…

A beat.

I need you to know the truth.

Freddy looks at Lopez.

Then tell me.

Lopez opens the folder again.

Lopez's folder remains open on the table.

Freddy stares at the photographs.

Before Lopez can continue—

Y'all gonna eat or just stare at each other all afternoon?

Freddy looks up.

CAMERON stands beside the booth, smiling.

Look who finally decided to show up.

Cameron slides into the booth beside Freddy.

Traffic.

You live five minutes away.

Exactly. That's why it's personal.

Freddy laughs.

For a moment, the tension eases.

Cameron notices the folder on the table.

What's that?

Lopez closes it.

Something we need to talk about.

Cameron looks at Freddy.

Apparently my entire childhood is a secret.

Cameron's expression changes.

What happened?

Lopez takes a breath.

William is getting out.

Cameron goes quiet.

When?

A few days.

Freddy looks between them.

And we're just now talking about this?

Because I wanted to be sure.

Sure of what?

That he was actually getting released.

A beat.

So it's real.

Yeah.

Cameron looks at Freddy.

What's the plan?

Lopez looks at Freddy.

We're leaving town.

We're?

You and me.

Freddy looks confused.

Where?

Somewhere quiet. Somewhere William won't think to look.

What about me?

You stay here.

Cameron raises an eyebrow.

Why?

Because I need someone I trust keeping an eye on things while we're gone.

Cameron looks at Freddy.

How long?

Until William is released and we know what we're dealing with.

Freddy looks down at the folder.

And when is that?

A few days.

Freddy exhales.

Okay.

Lopez reaches across the table and closes the folder.

We'll leave tomorrow.

Cameron nods.

Alright.

Freddy looks at Cameron.

Don't have too much fun without us.

No promises.

Freddy smiles.

Lopez doesn't.

His mind is already somewhere else.

He knows this isn't just a vacation.

It's protection.

Freddy and Lopez walk toward Lopez's vehicle.

Cameron follows them outside.

Lopez opens the passenger door.

Freddy gets in.

Lopez walks around to the driver's side.

Before getting in, Lopez looks at Cameron.

Keep your phone on.

Always.

Lopez nods.

He gets into the vehicle.

The engine starts.

Freddy looks out the passenger window.

See you soon.

Be safe.

The vehicle pulls away.

Cameron watches as Lopez and Freddy disappear down the road.

His smile slowly fades.

The house is quiet.

Lopez sits on the couch, still unable to sleep.

Cameron sits across from him.

You really think William's gonna come after Freddy?

If he wants revenge, Freddy is the only thing I have left.

Cameron looks down.

LOPEZ studies him.

Something about Cameron's behavior doesn't sit right.

You've been acting strange.

I'm tired.

That's not it.

Cameron avoids his eyes.

What aren't you telling me?

Nothing.

Lopez stares at him.

A faint CREAK comes from somewhere deeper in the house.

Both men look toward the hallway.

Did you hear that?

Old house.

Lopez doesn't look convinced.

He slowly stands.

I'm gonna check upstairs.

Don't.

Lopez looks at him.

Why?

Cameron hesitates.

Because Freddy's asleep.

That's exactly why I'm checking.

Lopez starts toward the stairs.

Cameron follows.

Neither notices a shadow moving silently downstairs.

William is inside the house.

Watching.

Lopez reaches the top of the stairs.

He looks toward Freddy's bedroom.

The door is closed.

Lopez walks toward it.

Then stops.

Cameron is standing directly outside Freddy's door.

Cameron?

Cameron turns.

What are you doing?

Cameron doesn't answer.

You said you were tired.

Cameron looks at the floor.

I need to tell you something.

Then tell me.

Cameron takes a breath.

I didn't come here just to check on you.

Lopez's expression hardens.

What does that mean?

William contacted me.

Lopez freezes.

What?

Before you guys left town.

Why?

Cameron struggles to speak.

My wife is sick.

Lopez's expression changes.

She's been sick for a long time.

A beat.

The medical bills kept piling up.

Then the mortgage started falling behind.

Lopez listens.

I didn't know what to do.

So you went to William?

Cameron shakes his head.

He came to me.

Lopez's eyes narrow.

He knew about my wife.

He offered to pay the medical bills.

He offered to take care of the mortgage.

And what did he want?

Cameron looks toward Freddy's bedroom.

You.

Then—

Freddy.

Lopez's face goes cold.

What did you do?

I gave him information.

What kind of information?

Where you were.

Where Freddy was.

Your plans.

You were keeping tabs on us.

Cameron nods.

I didn't know what he was going to do.

You knew enough.

Cameron looks ashamed.

I know.

A long silence.

But I'm done.

What?

I'm done helping him.

Lopez stares at him.

I couldn't keep doing this.

Why tell me now?

Cameron looks toward Freddy's bedroom.

Because William is here.

Lopez freezes.

What?

He's in this house.

Lopez immediately reaches for his gun.

He's been here the whole time.

A floorboard CREAKS.

Both men turn.

William steps out of the darkness.

Cameron's face drops.

You should've kept your mouth shut.

Cameron takes a step backward.

William—

William moves toward him.

Stay back!

William ignores him.

Cameron looks at Lopez.

I'm sorry.

William suddenly attacks Cameron with the concealed scalpel.

Cameron collapses.

CAMERON!

Lopez reaches for his weapon.

William disappears into the darkness before Lopez can get a clear shot.

Lopez rushes to Cameron.

Cameron struggles to breathe.

Stay with me!

Cameron looks toward Lopez.

Freddy...

Lopez looks toward Freddy's bedroom.

Cameron forces out his final words.

Get... him... out...

Lopez looks toward the hallway.

William is gone.

Lopez immediately turns toward Freddy's bedroom.

Freddy!

. #39#

Lopez kneels beside Cameron.

Blood stains Cameron's shirt.

Stay with me.

Cameron struggles to breathe.

I'm... sorry.

Don't talk.

Cameron's eyes begin to lose focus.

Cameron?

Cameron doesn't respond.

Lopez checks for a pulse.

Nothing.

Lopez closes his eyes for a moment.

His best friend is dead.

Lopez slowly stands.

He looks toward Freddy's bedroom.

He knows what he has to do.

Freddy is still asleep.

Lopez quietly opens the door.

He approaches the bed.

Freddy.

Freddy doesn't move.

Lopez gently shakes his shoulder.

Freddy, wake up.

Freddy slowly opens his eyes.

Dad?

Get up.

Freddy sits up.

What's wrong?

Lopez closes the bedroom door.

We need to talk.

Where's Cameron?

Lopez hesitates.

Dad?

Cameron's dead.

Freddy freezes.

What?

William is here.

Freddy looks confused.

William?

The man I told you about.

How did he find us?

Cameron helped him.

What?

He was working for William.

Freddy struggles to process what he's hearing.

Why would Cameron do that?

William offered to help Cameron with his wife's medical bills and mortgage.

In exchange, Cameron kept tabs on you.

Freddy looks toward the door.

Where is William?

I don't know.

A beat.

But you need to stay close to me.

Freddy gets out of bed.

Dad, what aren't you telling me?

Lopez looks at him.

Everything I've been trying to protect you from.

What does that mean?

Lopez takes a breath.

Your father wasn't who you thought he was.

Freddy stares at him.

Michael Beckham was a hitman.

Freddy's expression changes.

What?

They called him The Ghost.

Freddy shakes his head.

My dad?

Yes.

Why didn't you tell me?

Because you were three years old.

A beat.

You deserved a chance to grow up without knowing what your parents were.

And William?

He was a hitman too.

They called him The Surgeon.

Freddy looks at Lopez in disbelief.

Suddenly—

A VOICE comes from behind them.

He's right.

Lopez freezes.

Freddy slowly turns.

William stands in the doorway.

His gun is raised.

Both of you.

William steps into the room.

Don't move.

Lopez raises his hands.

He moves slightly in front of Freddy.

William.

Twenty years.

William looks at Freddy.

Twenty years and you never told him.

Freddy stares at William.

Who are you?

William looks directly at him.

I'm the Surgeon.

Freddy's face goes pale.

And your father was the Ghost.

William takes a step closer.

We were hitmen.

We worked together.

We killed people for money.

We disappeared when the job was done.

Freddy looks at Lopez.

Is that true?

Lopez doesn't answer.

William does.

Yes.

Freddy looks back at William.

What happened?

William's expression changes.

Your father found out about me and your mother.

Freddy's eyes widen.

Sarah.

My mother?

William nods.

She was having an affair with me.

And my father knew?

He found out.

William's grip tightens around the gun.

He confronted me.

He told me to stay away from her.

I refused.

A beat.

Then I went home.

William's voice becomes quieter.

And found my family dead.

Freddy listens, horrified.

My wife.

My children.

Who did it?

William looks directly at him.

Your father.

Lopez immediately speaks.

That's not the whole story.

William looks at Lopez.

You don't get to tell him what happened.

William turns back toward Freddy.

I found a note.

A message telling me I should have listened.

Freddy looks at Lopez.

William watches him.

That night changed everything.

And twenty years later...

William looks directly into Freddy's eyes.

I'm here to finish it.

. #41#

Freddy and William crash through the trees.

Both are exhausted.

Both are wounded.

William swings at Freddy.

Freddy ducks.

William loses his balance.

Freddy grabs him and drives him into the ground.

They struggle.

William tries to reach for the gun.

Freddy gets there first.

He grabs it.

Freddy rolls away and immediately raises the gun.

William freezes.

Freddy stands over him.

The gun is aimed directly at William.

Go ahead.

Freddy's breathing is heavy.

His hands tremble.

You think killing me is going to change anything?

Freddy stares at him.

Your father was a killer.

You know what he was.

Freddy's eyes fill with anger.

I know exactly what he was.

A beat.

But I'm not him.

William looks at him.

You killed my mom.

William's expression changes.

You killed my dad.

You killed Detective Lopez.

You killed Cameron.

Freddy's grip tightens around the gun.

You took everybody from me.

William slowly looks up at him.

Now it's time to return the favor.

BANG!

William is hit.

He falls backward.

Freddy stares at him.

William tries to move.

BANG!

William goes still.

Freddy lowers the gun.

He stands there for a moment.

Then—

Freddy pulls out his phone.

He dials 911.

I need the police.

A beat.

I have an injured man in the woods.

Freddy looks toward William.

He's not getting back up.

SUPER:

SEVERAL MONTHS LATER

A large crowd fills the auditorium.

A banner hangs behind the stage.

Freddy Beckham stands at a podium.

Older somehow.

Stronger.

He looks completely at home.

When I first started studying paleontology, I thought the past was something buried.

The audience listens.

Something we could uncover, study, and understand.

A few people smile.

But I've learned that the past isn't always buried.

A beat.

Sometimes it follows you.

The audience applauds.

Freddy smiles.

And sometimes...

He looks out into the crowd.

...you have to decide what parts of it you're willing to carry forward.

The crowd applauds louder.

Freddy steps away from the podium.

He smiles.

Then—

Someone stands in the back of the auditorium.

Freddy looks toward him.

His smile slowly disappears.

The man begins walking toward the stage.

It's LOPEZ.

Alive.

Freddy stares in disbelief.

LOPEZ smiles.

Freddy's eyes widen.

Dad?

Lopez continues walking toward him.

The audience looks confused.

Freddy laughs in disbelief.

Lopez reaches the stage.

They embrace.

The audience applauds.

Freddy pulls away and looks at him.

You were supposed to be dead.

Lopez smiles.

I know.

Freddy laughs.

You really thought I'd let you get rid of me that easily?

Freddy shakes his head.

They laugh.

The camera slowly pulls away.

Freddy looks out at the audience.

For the first time, he looks completely at peace.

THE END