FADE IN: 1.
EXT. DIRT ROAD – DAY
SOMEWHERE IN SOUTH AMERICA
It is hot as usual. The degrees
Are in the hundreds. But despite
This Brock Bayless, an American
Decides to walk along side the old
Dirt road. A tour of South America
Is a gift to himself for his 30TH
Birthday. Brock hopes to add new
Memories to his list of exploits.
But as he will soon discover this
Will be one adventure he will never
BROCK WALKS ON THE SHOULDER OF THE OLD
DIRT HIS BLACK DUFFLE BAG IN
HIS LEFT ARM, HE USES HIS RIGHT TO TAKE
A SIP OF HIS BOTTLED WATER.
(WIPING SWEAT FROM FOREHEAD)
Man, it's hot.
A BLACK PICK-UP TRUCK PULLS UP NEXT
TO HIM. A FRIENDLY HISPANIC IN THE
DRIVER'S SEAT. IN BROKEN ENGLISH
THE STRANGER OFFERS BROCK A LIFT.
Need a lift, Amigo?
As of a matter of fact I do.
PEDRO WAVES HIM IN. BROCK PICKS UP HIS BAG
AND GETS INTO THE PICK-UP. THE TRUCK PULLS OFF.
The name's Pedro.
Where are you from?
America. I was born
In Victoria, Texas. Its
A small town forty miles
East of Houston.
Oh, really? I have a
Cousin that lives in Houston.
He says it's a beautiful city.
It is. That's where my
Aunt Pam lives.
Why are you here?
Just doing some traveling
As a birthday gift to myself.
That's what I do, I like to travel.
I loved it since I was a kid.
That sounds great. But be warned.
For a long time around
These parts a nasty bunch
Called "The Family" have
Murdered many American
Travelers such as yourself.
Good thing I pick you up
Before they do.
You're kidding right? That's
Some myth you locals came up
With to scare foreigners.
I wish it were. But it is the
I doubt it, Pedro. What are they?
No. They're a cult of Satanists.
They worship the devil?
Yes. And one way to keep their
Existence a secret from the rest
Of the world is to kill outsiders
Who venture into their territory.
Come to think of it I'm
Not too familiar with this
Part of the continent.
That's what the last American
I picked up said. And the police
Still haven't found his body.
PEDRO BEGINS TO LAUGH HYSTERICALLY. MUCH TO
THE DISCOMFORT OF BROCK.
Now I know you're full of
PEDRO CONTINUES LAUGHING. BROCK STARTS TO
That's enough. Are you
On cocaine or something?
As a matter of fact, I am.
ONCE AGAIN PEDRO STARTS TO LAUGH. BROCK
BECOMES INCREASINGLY UNCOMFORTABLE. THEY
COME UP ON A TURN IN THE ROAD.
THE TRUCK SLAMS HEAD-ON INTO A LARGE TREE.
BLEEDING FROM THE FOREHEAD BROCK SLOWLY
RAISES HIS HEAD FROM THE DASHBOARD. PEDRO,
ALSO BLEEDING FROM THE MOUTH RAISES HIS HEAD.
What the fuck?! You
Could've killed us!
JUST THEN A BULLET FLIES INTO THE DRIVER'S
SIDE WINDOW TAGGING PEDRO IN THE TEMPLE. HE
IS DEAD INSTANTLY.
Oh my God!
BROCK QUICKLY EXITS THE CRASHED TRUCK. HE
TAKES UP HIS BELONGINGS AND RUNS INTO THE
WOODS IN A PANIC. PEDRO'S BODY IS LEFT
SLOUCHED OVER THE STEERING WHEEL.
NINE MINUTES LATER BROCK IS BACK ON
THE DIRT ROAD. HIS FACE IS PALE THINKING
ABOUT PEDRO. HE IS SWEATING AND VISIBLY SHAKEN.
That didn't just happen.
That didn't just happen.
EXT. NAMELESS VILLAGE - DAY
BROCK FINALLY REACHES A CONCRETE GATE.A 6.
SIX-POINTED STAR GRACES THE GATE. BROCK STARES
FOR A SECOND.
IGNORING THE STRANGE MARKING, BROCK
HEADS THROUGH THE GATE INTO A SMALL
FARMING VILLAGE. THE VILLAGE IS MADE
UP OF A SERIES OF SMALL CABINS. NO
SIGNS TELLING THE VILLAGE'S NAME OR
IT'S POPULATION. THE VILLAGE IS TOO
QUIET, GIVING IT A CREEPY, HAUNTED
Where's everybody? Slaughtering
BROCK SPOTS A FARMER CHOPPING LOGS
INTO FIREWOOD. HE WALKS OVER TO THE
Excuse me, sir? I need a
Phone to report a crime.
Could I use yours?
THE FARMER SHOOTS BROCK A FOUL LOOK, AND
RETURNS TO CHOPPING WOOD.
No phone. Go away.
There is no phone,
American! Now leave!
Never mind, dickhead.
BROCK TURNS TO WALK AWAY. THE FARMER DROPS
HIS AX, AND TAKES UP A TWO-BY-FOUR. THE
FARMER TAKES A SWING AT HIM FROM BEHIND, KNOCKING
INT. CABIN IN THE WOODS – NIGHT
BROCK AWAKENS TIED TO A CHAIR. HE REALIZES
THAT HE'S IN A CABIN FAR IN THE WILDERNESS.
IT IS NIGHTTIME AS TWO VILLAGERS ARMED WITH
RIFLES STAND GUARD OUTSIDE THE FRONT DOOR.
What did I get myself
The better question
Would be: what are you
Doing here, American?
A MYSTERIOUS MAN IN A PURPLE HOODED ROBE
EMERGES FROM THE SHADOWS WITH A STAFF IN
HIS RIGHT HAND. THE STAFF HAS A SKULL ON
THE TOP OF IT.
Who the hell are you?
THE MAN FLASHES A FULL-LIPPED SMILE.
Sabata Monegro, the
Leader of El Familia.
So you've heard of us?
You're a cult that
Worships Satan. Don't
Worry about me. Just let
Me go and I won't say a word
About you to anyone.
I'm sorry. But it is
Too late for you. I'm
Afraid now you know too
Much about us. I'd be a
Fool to take that chance.
MONEGRO LOOKS OVER TO THE FAR
CORNER OF THE CABIN. SO DOES A
FRIGHTENED BROCK. A GIANT MAN
WITH A BROWN SACK OVER HIS HEAD
EMERGES FROM THE SHADOWS. THERE IS
A LARGE AX IN HIS HAND. HE IS NOW
STANDING IN FRONT OF BROCK.
Please tell me that
He's going to make firewood
With that ax?
Not this time. Now,Botora.
BOTORA RAISES HIS AX.
GUN SHOTS ARE FIRED OUT IN FRONT
OF THE CABIN. EVERYONE'S WATCHING
THE FRONT DOOR. JUST THEN A HOODED
INDIVIDUAL ARMED WITH A .45 MAGNUM
BURSTS IN AND STARTS FIRING. BOTH
BOTORA AND MONEGRO ARE SHOT DOWN.
Who are you?
THE HOODED STRANGER UNTIES BROCK
FROM THE CHAIR.
No time. Follow me.
THE TWO EXIT THE CABIN FOR THE WOODS. BACK
IN THE CABIN MONEGRO AND BOTORA RISE BACK TO
THEIR FEET. THE BULLETS DID NOTHING BUT STUN
After them, Botora.
BOTORA PICKS UP HIS AX AND HEADS AFTER BROCK
AND THE HOODED STRANGER. BROCK AND THE HOODED
STRANGER MAKE IT TO A FOOT BRIDGE THAT CONNECTS
THE WESTSIDE OF THE VILLAGE WITH THE EAST. THEY
CROSS THE BRIDGE WHERE THEY SPOT ANOTHER CABIN.
A MOB OF VILLAGERS CARRYING TORCHES AND WEAPONS
ARE SEEN ON THEIR SIDE OF THE BRIDGE. THEY TURN
TO SEE MORE HOSTILES BACK ON THE OTHER SIDE.
THE TWO HURRY INSIDE THE NEARBY CABIN LOCKING
THE FRONT DOOR (ONLY DOOR) BEHIND THEM AND BARRI-
CADE ALL THREE WINDOWS. THE VILLAGERS GATHER AROUND
THE ONE-STORY CABIN, BANGING ON THE LOCKED AND
BARRICADED ENTRANCES. THE STRANGER LIFTS UP A
FLOOR BOARD AND PULLS OUT TWO SHOTGUNS, HANDING
ONE OF THEM TO BROCK.
We have plenty of shells,
So don't worry about running
Out. The name's Jake, by the
JAKE CLOSES UP THE FLOOR BOARD.
I'm Brock, nice to meet
You. (EXTENDS HIS HAND)
Put your hand down and get
Ready for a fight.
THE BANGING GROWS MORE INTENSE.
What do they want?
Our heads. I'll watch
The door and you got
The windows. (AIMING
GUN AT DOOR)
(SARCASM, AIMING GUN
AT WINDOWS) Great.
THE TWO BRACE
A STICK OF DYNAMITE IS THROWN
IN FRONT OF THE DOOR, BLOWING IT
OFF OF THE HINGES. VILLAGERS COME
FLOODING IN. JAKE POPS THEM OFF
ONE-BY-ONE AS THEY ENTER.
ONE OF THE BARRICADED WINDOWS IS
BROKEN THROUGH. BROCK SHOOTS A
VILLAGER TRYING TO CLIMB IN. THE
TWO OTHER WINDOWS ARE BROKEN INTO
AS WELL. BROCK SHOOTS BACK ANOTHER
VILLAGER. ONE VILLAGER POKES HIS HEAD
THROUGH THE OTHER WINDOW AND BROCK
BLOWS IT OFF WITH THE SHOTGUN.
Brock, grab the grenade
From that sack in the corner
What? (TURNS HEAD AND
NOTICES SACK IN CORNER)
BROCK QUICKLY REACHES INTO THE SACK AND
GRABS THE GRENADE. HE TURNS AROUND AND
IS RAMMED INTO THE WALL BY A VILLAGER.
OTHERS BEGIN TO PILE UP ON BROCK IN THE
CORNER. STILL HOLDING OFF VILLAGERS AT
THE DOOR, JAKE TURNS AND SEES THIS. HE
THROWS OVER A SMOKE GRENADE WHICH
DISPERSES THE BUNCH. BROCK SHOOTS HIS
WAY OUT OF THE CROWD, AND COCKS ONE
VILLAGER IN THE FACE WITH THE BUTT OF
Throw the grenade!
BROCK PULLS OUT THE PIN AND
TOSSES THE EXPLOSIVE AT THE
FRONT DOOR. JAKE DIVES OUT OF
THE WAY AS THE GRENADE EXPLODES,
BLOWING UP THE VILLAGERS AT THE
FRONT OF THE CABIN. A HORN SOUNDS.
THE VILLAGES AUTOMATICALLY RETREAT.
BOTH JAKE AND BROCK DON'T BELIEVE IT.
What? They're backing
For now. They've been
Called away for some
No complaints here.
JAKE TURNS TO FACE BROCK. JAKE
REMOVES HIS HOOD, REVEALING A
RED-HEADED 15-YEAR-OLD BOY.
Yep. I've been here
For seven years. My
Parents were killed
By "The Family" when
I was eight. My folks
And I were here for our
Family vacation. They were
Dragged out of their hotel
Room bed in the middle of
The night and beheaded as
A sacrifice to the devil.
Somehow I got away. I'll be
Sixteen in two months – assuming
I live that long.
I'm sorry about your
Don't be. Being on my
Own made me stronger.
My survival depends on
My strength. I can't get
Weighed down with sorrow
You're much stronger
Than me. If I were you –
You aren't me!
JAKE LIFTS UP THE SAME FLOOR BOARD.
HE GATHERS SUPPLIES AND AMMO INTO
A BROWN SACK. ONCE IT'S FULL HE
THROWS THE SACK OVER HIS RIGHT
There is a under-
Ground passage way
That leads out of
The village. I tried
To get there before but
Too many villagers were
There, watching and waiting.
Maybe together you and I can
Make it all the way. The passage
Entrance is beyond the graveyard
In the church basement. Once out
We can alert the police.
Well then, it's worth
Then come on.
THE TWO EXIT THE CABIN.
EXT. CHURCH CEMETERY – DAY 15.
THE SUN HASN'T RISEN IN THE
EARLY MORNING HOURS AS JAKE
AND BROCK SIT UPON A HILL
WATCHING FIVE OR MORE VILLAGERS
GUARD THE CEMETERY AND THE CHURCH.
How are we to get pass
We have weapons, remember?
The shotguns. Just fire away.
We'll clear a path through the
Cemetery straight into the church.
JAKE MOVES IN WITH HIS SHOTGUN.
BROCK IS NOT FAR BEHIND. JAKE
WALKS RIGHT UP TO ONE OF THE
Sound the alarm-
JAKE BLOWS A HOLE INTO HIS CHEST.
FIVE OTHER VILLAGERS CARRYING
MACHETES RUN TOWARDS HIM. HE FIRES
FIVE TIMES, KILLING THEM. A STICK OF
LIT DYNAMITE IS THROWN AT JAKE. HE DIVES
AWAY FROM IT AS IT EXPLODES.
BROCK KILLS THE DYNAMITE-THROWING
VILLAGER STANDING AT THE GATEWAY
TO THE CHURCH. JAKE SHOOTS DOWN
TWO APPROACHING VILLAGERS WITH
AXES. HE AND JAKE RUN TOWARDS
THE CHURCH'S DOUBLE DOORS JUST
AS THREE GERMAN SHEPPARDS ARE
RUNNING TOWARDS THEM.
THE TWO BARELY MAKE IT
INSIDE THE CHURCH. LEAVING
THE DOGS TO CLAW AT THE DOORS.
THE DOOR IS LOCKED SHUT.
INT. CHURCH – DAY
INSIDE AT THE FRONT OF THE
CHURCH'S WORSHIP AREA IS
MONEGRO SMILING AND CLAPPING.
BROCK AND JAKE ARE NOT HAPPY
TO SEE HIM.
I applaud your will to
Live, Americans. Usually
Outsiders don't make it
This far. I really am impressed.
Why don't you shut up?
We're getting out of here
Alive, and you won't stop us.
You got that?
I admire your bravery. But
However you are highly 17.
Mistaken. If you leave,
Word of our cult will
Get out. And we would
Good. You assholes
Killed my parents. I
Want you all dead and gone.
Oh, that's right. Little
Miller. I remember you. It's
Unfortunate about your mother
And father. But look on the
Bright side: you'll be joining
Go to hell!
BROCK AND JAKE ARE IN THE MIDDLE
OF THE ROOM WHEN TWO HOODED CULT
MEMBERS APPEAR, AIMING THEIR RIFLES
AT THEM FROM THE OTHER SIDE OF THE
Cover your eyes, Brock!
BROCK SHIELDS HIS EYES AS JAKE
THROWS DOWN A FLASH GRENADE,
TEMPORARILY BLINDING MONEGRO AND
HIS TWO ARMED GOONS.
Through that window!
BROCK AND JAKE RUN AND JUMP
THROUGH A WINDOW DIRECTLY
INTO THE BASEMENT. BROCK HAS
A CUT ON HIS RIGHT CHEEK.
Where's that passage?
A SMALL DOOR ON THE SIDE OF SOME
WOODEN BARRELS. JAKE OPENS IT UP
AND HE AND BROCK GO IN.
EXT. THE VILLAGE OUTSKIRTS – DAY
BROCK AND JAKE EMERGE JUST
ON THE OUTSKIRTS OF THE
VILLAGE. THE TWO STAND FOR
A SECOND LOOKING OUT AT THE
Getting out of here
Would be easier if we
Well suck it up. It's
About an hour to the
Nearest town of San
Martin, and two hours
On foot. Let's go.
Wait a minute. What
Kind of shit live in
We have guns.
Yeah, but it's
A good idea to know
Our surroundings, anyway.
Poisonous plants, frogs,
Snakes, vines, turtles,
Lizards, snails, insects.
And don't forget predatory
Big cats like leopards, vampire
Bats and poisonous spiders that
Bite through clothing and boots
What the hell kind of
A forest is this?
This isn't just any forest.
This is the Amazon Rainforest.
Oh, I almost forgot about the
Indigenous cannibalistic people
That live here and regularly kill
And eat visitors. But don't worry.
We have guns.
Is there another way to go?
Perhaps we can avoid trailing
Through the Amazon.
The only other way is
Back through the village.
And I'd rather face the
Amazon basin than those
Psychopathic bastards again.
Besides, we'll get to help a lot
Faster this way. We're dead if we
We're dead if we go forward.
I would've thought that with
You being a traveler that you
Would've done your research on
Well I didn't think that I
Would be fighting for my life.
I just was looking for a big way
To celebrate my 30TH birthday.
Well you picked one
Hell of a place to celebrate.
JAKE WALKS ONWARD INTO THE
FOREST. HE STOPS AND TURNS
Well, are you coming?
BROCK TAKES A MOMENT TO
THINK IT OVER.
Sure, why not?
BROCK AND JAKE WALK INTO
THE FOREST SIDE-BY-SIDE.
Don't worry. When we get
To the Amazon River I'll
Push you in to drown your
Sorrows. No one would find
You because the crocodiles
And piranhas would eat you.
JAKE CRACKS A SMILE.
I knew you wouldn't find
EXT. THE AMAZON – DAY
THE BEAMING SUN ABOVE CAUSES
BOTH JAKE AND BROCK TO SWEAT
PROFUSELY. JAKE LETS DOWN HIS
HOOD. THEY STOP FOR A MINUTE
TO HAVE A DRINK OF WATER FROM
THEIR WATER BOTTLES.
We've been walking forever,
JAKE LOOKS AT HIS POCKET
It's only been forty
Whatever, kid. I hope
That we do make it to
In another eighty minutes
Or so we'll be there.
THE TWO CONTINUE WALKING. JAKE
USES HIS MACHETE TO CHOP AWAY
LEAVES IN THEIR PATH. JUST THEN
BROCK IS SHOT IN THE SHOULDER
WITH AN ARROW. HE SCREAMS IN
THE TWO DUCK DOWN. JAKE
LOOKS AROUND TRYING TO
SPOT THE BOWMAN. JAKE LOOKS
CLOSELY AT THE ARROW IN BROCK'S
SHOULDER. HE NOTICES THE RED PAINT
MARK AT THE BACK OF THE ARROW.
The cannibals are here.
This might hurt a bit.
JAKE PULLS THE ARROW OUT OF
JAKE THROWS THE ARROW TO
HE AND BROCK MAKE A RUN FOR IT.
THEY HEAR FOOTSTEPS AND THE BATTLE
CRIES OF THE INDIGENOUS NATIVES
BEHIND THEM. THEY RUN FULL SPEED
AVOIDING THE ARROWS BEING SHOT AT
HE PULLS THE PIN OUT OF A
GRENADE AND TOSSES IT OVER
HIS SHOULDER. THEIR PURSUERS
ARE BLOWN AWAY. WITH THE
SAVAGES STILL BEHIND THEM,
JAKE AND BROCK ARE CHASED
INTO WHAT LOOKS LIKE A CAMP
OF SOME SORT. THERE ARE LARGE
WOODEN CROSSES WITH DECAPITATED
BODIES ON THEM, AND HUMAN SKULLS
SCATTERED ACROSS THE GROUND.
Where the hell are
JAKE AND BROCK EXCHANGE
If I had to guess, I'd
Say we're in the heart
Of El Familia's ritual
Site. Those savages drove
Us here on purpose right
Into the hands of Monegro.
JAKE GIVES HIS SHOTGUN TO
BROCK, AND THEN PULLS OUT
Here we go again.
HOODED CULT MEMBERS RUN
AT JAKE AND BROCK WITH
I got this, Brock.
JAKE TAKES MULTIPLE SWIPES
AT THE FIRST HOODED HOSTILE,
SLICING HIM UP AND THEN KICK-
ING HIM IN THE CHEST. JAKE
BLOCKS THE BLADE OF ANOTHER
HOOD, AND CUTS HIM ACROSS THE
BROCK SHOOTS ONE HOOD IN THE STOMACH,
AND ANOTHER IN THE FACE, WHICH LEAVES
A BIG HOLE. JAKE DODGES A HOOD'S BLADE
AND COUNTERS WITH A CHOP TO HIS LEG. THE
HOOD FALLS ON ONE KNEE. HE CATCHES A KNEE
TO THE FACE FROM JAKE. TWO HOODS RUSH JAKE.
HE SLICES THROUGH THEM BOTH. HE THEN STABS
HIS MACHETE INTO THE LEFT LEG OF A HOOD,
RIPPING A CHUNK OF FLESH FROM IT. HE THEN
SLICES THE HEAD FROM THE BODY.
BROCK WATCHES ON IN AMAZEMENT AT JAKE'S
SHOW OF COMBAT SKILLS.
BROCK QUICKLY TURNS AROUND TO
SHOOT A HOOD BEHIND HIM. HE
DRIVES THE BUTT OF HIS GUN INTO
THE GUT OF A HOOD, AND THEN KNOCKS
HIM OUT. HE SHOOTS ANOTHER ONE DOWN.
OVER ONE HUNDRED CULT MEMBERS FILL
THE RITUAL GROUNDS WITH THEIR VARIOUS
WEAPONS AND TORCHES. BROCK AND JAKE
STAND BACK-TO-BACK SURROUNDED IN A
CIRCLE OF CULT MEMBERS. THE MOB
SMILE AND CHUCKLE GRIMLY, CLOSING
IN ON THE PROTAGONISTS.
Fuck all of you!
THE CULT RETREATS, LEAVING THE GROUNDS.
THEY ALL RETURN TO THE JUNGLE. WITH
HIS SKULL STAFF, MONEGRO STANDS ONLY
A FEW FEET FROM BROCK AND JAKE.
Give up now, Americans.
You'll never make it out
Of here alive. Just give
Yourselves over to us.
Never going to happen.
I see that you two
Choose to remain stubborn.
Well, I have just the thing
MONEGRO FLASHES A BIG, TOOTHY SMILE.
You've heard of Big Foot,
What the hell are you
Talking about now? Big
Foot isn't real.
That is where you are
Wrong. Bring forth the
TWO HOODED GOONS PLACE A
LARGE METAL CAGE COVERED
WITH A LARGE WHITE SHEET
IN THE CENTER OF THE SITE.
Remove the covering.
THE SHEET IS REMOVED. BOTH
JAKE AND BROCK CANNOT BELIEVE
Meet your downfall,
MONEGRO LAUGHS CHILLINGLY AS
HE WALKS AWAY. BROCK AND JAKE
STAND BEFORE THE CAGE SPEECHLESS.
THE SCREEN GOES BLACK. A ROAR, AND
THEN A GROWL ARE HEARD. FADE OUT.
Synopsis of THE TRAVELER
Logline: Thrill-seeker, Brock Bayless encounters danger on a trip to South America.
For his 30th birthday, thrill-seeker Brock Bayless decides to travel through South America. Everything goes fine until he reaches an unknown part of the continent – a nameless village hidden deep within the wilderness. Once there, Brock quickly realizes how unwelcome outsiders are, having to fight for his life immediately after approaching a farmer to inquire about using the phone to report the death of the man who picked him up on the side of the road. The entire village is out to kill him because they are a cult of Satanists, El Familia, that aim to protect their secrecy.
But Brock is not alone. He meets a 15-year-old survivor, Jake Miller, who has been there for seven years following the gruesome deaths of both of his parents. Jake saves Brock from being killed and together they attempt to escape the village via secret passage way in the basement of a church by the cemetery. Both find themselves in the Amazon, on the ritual grounds of the cult. It is there that the two face an onslaught of cult members, and their final encounter with the cult leader, Sabata Monegro. The two end up standing face-to-face with a creature long-thought to be folklore in their final obstacle.
The screen goes black, leaving their fates only to be assumed by the audience.