Drillbit (1992) - full transcript

In a desolate future where humanity is overtaken by an AIDS epidemic, the son of an important scientist seeks revenge on those who killed his parents and left him mutilated.

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THE FUTURE

ANGLO AMERICA

DEATH AND DISEASE
ARE COMMONPLACE

AIDS HAS OVERTAKEN CANCER AS
THE BIGGEST KILLER OF THEM ALL

THREE OUT OF EVERY FOUR
ANGLO-AMERICANS AT RISK!

THE WORLD HAS NOT YES SEEN A
HUMAN CATASTROPHE OF THIS SCALE

THE GOVERNMENT SUGGESTS METHODS OF
QUARANTINE AND STERILE CAMPS

THE PEOPLE RIOT

BUT OUT OF THIS LIFE
OF VIOLENCE

AND DECAY THERE COMES
AN ANSWER

HEX LABORATORIES ANNOUNCE THE IMMINENT
RELEASE OF A TOTAL CURE TO AIDS



A NEW DRUG TO SAVE HUMANITY

SEROCAINE
THE ONLY ANSWER

When was the last time you told
someone you had an affair?

When was the last time you
boasted about your sexual prowess

without being dissed and
distanced by your friends,

shunned by your family and generally
hated and ignored by the rest of society?

How long? Too fucking long!

But now there're radically bodacious &
futuristically beneficial discoveries

in the field of medicine!

Those gnarly guys at the HEX
Laboratories have found the answer.

The only answer for AIDS, HIV
and related diseases.

It's called SEROCAINE, dudes, and from
April 23rd it's available worldwide

so I want all of you babes and babettes
to order your bottle early!

It's time for us to have the kind of fun
our grandparents had, dudes!



So remember, babes and babettes,
dudes and dudettes,

on April 23rd fucking is
no longer a dirty word.

SEROCAINE
THE ONLY ANSWER

Brian? Brian? Brian?

Brian, are you listening to me?

I'm sorry, Tara,
I was just thinking.

Do you really think they have
found the answer this time?

It's been so many years, hasn't it?
So much shit has happened to the world.

It's difficult to believe it
will all change overnight.

Brian, you've got to be positive.

You can't worry
about anybody else.

Besides, your father
says the cure's genuine.

My father's a doctor,
not a prophet.

Suppose they do find a cure for AIDS?

What about the poverty, the crime,
the killing, the injustice?

Who's going to put a stop to
all that, eh?

Aren't any superheroes left.

There's no-one to stop the rot.

Dr. Hex, this is Dr. Bosch from
laboratory 36, section 9.

We've been observing the SEROCAINE
sample 0054321.

Age 366 days.

I ought to read to you
my report:

at this stage the SEROCAINE seems to
be rapidly disappearing and dissolving.

Its stable configuration in the
infected sample completely falls apart,

and it's resulted in an immediate
reversing of the healing process.

Well, SEROCAINE at this time
seems to cause the death of the cell,

the tissue and the sample.

I'm very sorry to have to tell you this
but you have to know that now.

I'm sorry, Dr. Hex, but it seems we
need a lot more time to perfect SEROCAINE.

Interfering old fuck!

No-one stands between Hex
and his vision!

- Right, boys?
- That's right, Dr. Hex.

Yes, that's right. Dr. Bosch will have
to have an early retirement...

from this lovely planet.

Along with his miserable wife
and stupid kid.

All of them!
Okay, Vaughan?

Right, so we kill the doctor...

...and his wife...

...and the kid? Is that right?

Yes, you kill them all. Good.
Don't let me down.

Go now before he tells
anyone else.

Before anyone knows.

When that is done,
we will go to a safe place.

And while the sick masses die in a
triumphant orgy

of mutilation and depravity
and death,

we will plan the future
of the world!

Hex's world!
Planet Hex!

Oh, it'll be a fucking riot!

Well? What are you doing
standing there?

Go kill the fucks!

You see, the problem is the unstable
structure of the core molecule...

It's quite amazing, really.

The speed and ferocity of the
cellular metamorphosis

is something I've never
read about in all my life.

Absolutely amazing.

And Dr. Hex is so pleased!

He says it's a miracle I discovered
this before the launch.

And he's given me a
substantial pay increase.

Which means you and I and Brian

can leave the city and go and
live on one of the reservations

Oh, that's fantastic!
I'm so proud of you.

Oh, there's the doorbell.
It could be Brian

I'll go and answer it, but I'll
leave you to tell him the good news.

Brian will be so happy!

Good God!
Leave my wife alone!

Good evening and welcome
to your death.

Leave her alone!

I don't think you should
have been so nosey!

Please...

Doc!

Oh no!

Surprise!

- Hold the hammer.
- Thanks!

Now hold him.

Stay still, sonny!

Right.

Let's see how tough his skull is.

Oh, that's nice.

Say goodbye, son!

Brian Bosch, the young innocent,
survives the brutal attack.

However...

inside of his head rests a piece
of metal. Drill metal.

The metal causes madness.

The metal rots his brain and
now he has CHANGED!

DRILLBIT

Haunted by disjointed images
of the lost past,

nightmare visions of
extreme violence,

his very soul was undergoing
an agonising change.

His only goal: revenge.

At any cost.

His target: Dr. Hex

whose drug SEROCAINE would soon
cause devastation beyond belief.

There's a space missing...

...in...up here.

No feelings. I remember...I...

I try and remember...
those thoughts.

Like love...and caring...but...

but...they're not there.

Tara...

I have changed.

Brian, no, you haven't.

You still remember me,
you remember our love.

You can love me again
like I still love you.

No!

No, Tara.

Do you see?

I'm not the same person.
I'm not...Brian.

Brian died.

Don't you see?

I...

This...

fucking thing in my brain...

tells me to kill.

To revenge.

And I don't know anything else.

No, Tara.

Go. Go on, leave me.

Find someone who can
feel for you.

Brian, I don't want anybody else.

I want you.

No!

I am not Brian.

I'm this thing!

I am this drillbit!

Medical news: today marks the first
anniversary of the release of SEROCAINE.

The drug that cures AIDS and
related viruses.

Reports point to remarkable
success rates in all users.

The creator of the wonder drug,
Dr. Hex,

is reported to be over the moon
with the public's response.

And tonight, all over the country,

people are celebrating a year...
of SEROCAINE.

Rushing, man!
Sweet!

Pukka, nice one!
Ruuuuuuuush!

Dr. Hex, the news is coming through:

the mutations have started
on Thameside.

On gut-striven streets

necrophiliac biker gangs enforce
their own brutally perverted

and inhumane justice.

Twisted by uncontrollable rage.

Driven to abominable acts of
slaughter and atrocity.

I love you loads, baby.
Don't decompose on me!

Come on the, you fuckers!

Fuck off! Fuck off!

Come on!

You bastards!

Fuckers!

You bastards!

Come on!

Alright?

This looks a good place,
but it's a bad part of town.

There're gonna be
ape-fuckers about.

We're looking for food,
we're looking for things to fuck.

If we don't find anything to fuck,
who's first?

Well, not fucking me again!

Raymond, man, it's your fucking turn.

It's fucking not!
It's always my turn.

Don't you fucking argue!

You wanna be in this gang?

You want the protection that we
give you? You do what I say!

Yeah, do what he says, right?

Don't fuck with him or you fuck
with all of us, right?

This film will take you over
the edge...and further.

A savage trip into humanity's
bleak future.

Anybody home?

Anybody to fuck here?

Fuck you in the face!

Do what I fucking say!

Ugly is the depraved and awful
disgusting future,

where violence is the only language.

Feel the steel!

Let's fucking do it!

Hex has the streets filled with
biker gangs after my blood!

To get to him, I need help to get
the bikers and mutants off my back!

There's no law up there
on the streets.

Only death and mutilation.

We are the law.

We are the future and
we must fight on their terms!

No forgiveness!

No mercy!

We must spill a lot of blood!

To ensure that future generations
are given a life...

we...never had.

Help me!
Because either you kill...

or you die!

Hideous mutations in a nightmarish
world of screaming terror!

- Joe, get back!
- Get out the way!

Move! Joe!

No!

Please help me!

Help me!

Do something!

No, Sam, come back!

Sam! Sam! Sam, lookout!

Sam!

Christ!

Sam!

No, please! No, please!
Please, no!

Please, no!

Ape-mutants with a ravenous
craving for blood

seek out and kill all the non-infected.

Fucking love it!
The SEROCAINE fuckers are coming!

Will we kill a few?

Alright then, kill a few but
save two of them.

Come on! Come on you fuckers!

- We got one!
- Alright...

Die, motherfucker!

Don't worry, I've got it covered!

Fuck! And her!
Do her, Joe!

- Who is it?
- Louis sent me.

Yeah, let him in.

Okay.

And so...the one eyed freak
has finally arrived.

Come on then, you fucker!

Well, if you want it,
come and fucking get it!

Ah, no! Blood!

Freddy!

And it's you, too, cunt!

And you?

Fucking shut up!

Fuck!

Tables are turned now, pal!

Shit....

Drillbit.

Is he the saviour of the world?

Or a sadistic killing machine,

with the force of
a ten-tonne tank?

Yeah, right, we'll
fucking take his other eye out!

Definitely!

Drillbit.

His brutality is legendary.

No-one can stand in his way.

Drillbit:

when the bad meet the badder.

No matter how bad it gets.

It can only get worse!

An orgy of blood-letting
which is incomprehensible...

to those with weak minds.

Drillbit.

He knows how to party.
Yeah!

I'm fucking ready for you!
Come on!

Come on you bastards!
I fucking love it!

I fucking love it!
Come on!

It's all in a day's fucking work for me!

I can't get enough! Come on!

DRILLBIT

Drillbit.

You'll shit your fucking pants.

I know.
I did.

DRILLBIT

Fucking Drillbit!