1998... You’ll never forget it. It was the year when those grisly murders occurred in the Arklay Mountains. Soon after, the news was out to the whole world revealing that it was the fault of a secret viral experiment conducted by the international pharmaceutical enterprise, Umbrella. The virus broke out in a nearby mountain community, Raccoon City. And hit the peaceful little town with a devastating blow crippling its very foundation. Not taking any chances, the President of the United States ordered a contingency plan - to sterilize Raccoon City. With the whole affair gone public, the United States government issued an indefinite suspension of business decree to Umbrella. Soon its stock prices crashed and for all intents and purposes Umbrella was finished. Six years had passed since that horrendous incident...
Present Day
You are in the back seat of a cop car. Two local cops are in the front.
FIRST COP: (laughs) Why am I the one who always gets the short end of the stick?
SECOND COP: Yo, who are you really? Come on and tell us. You are a long way from home, you cowboys. You have my sympathies.
CARL: Guess that's a local’s way of breaking the ice. Anyway, you know what this is all about. Our assignment is to search for the President's missing daughter.
FIRST COP: Just the two of you? (chuckles)
BRUCE: I'm sure you boys didn't just tag along so we could sing Kumbiyah together at some Boy Scout bonfire. Then again, maybe you did.
SECOND COP: (scoffs) Oh, you crazy Americans. It's a direct order from the chief himself. I tell you it's no picnic.
BRUCE: We’re counting on you guys.
[The car stops. The second cop gets out and relives himself. But there is someone watching them from the trees.]
CARL (thinking): It was right before I was to take on my duties of protecting the President's daughter when she was abducted. That's the ultimate reason I'm in this lonely and rural part of Europe. According to our intelligence, there's reliable information of a sighting of a girl that looks very similar to the President's daughter. Apparently she's being withheld by some unidentified group of people. Who would have thought my first job would be a rescue mission?
[Outside, the cop continues to take a leak.]
SECOND COP: Ah, it's freezing. It’s so cold all of a sudden.
[He senses someone...or something watching him. He shakes it off.]
SECOND COP: Ah, must be my imagination.
[He gets back into the car.]
SECOND COP: Sorry it took so long.
[The car takes off. A while later it crosses a bridge and stops.]
FIRST COP: Just up ahead is the village.
CARL: We’ll go and have a look around.
SECOND COP: We'll stay and watch the car. Don't want to get any parking tickets.
BRUCE: Right...parking tickets.
FIRST COP: Good luck.
Present Day
You are in the back seat of a cop car. Two local cops are in the front.
FIRST COP: (laughs) Why am I the one who always gets the short end of the stick?
SECOND COP: Yo, who are you really? Come on and tell us. You are a long way from home, you cowboys. You have my sympathies.
CARL: Guess that's a local’s way of breaking the ice. Anyway, you know what this is all about. Our assignment is to search for the President's missing daughter.
FIRST COP: Just the two of you? (chuckles)
BRUCE: I'm sure you boys didn't just tag along so we could sing Kumbiyah together at some Boy Scout bonfire. Then again, maybe you did.
SECOND COP: (scoffs) Oh, you crazy Americans. It's a direct order from the chief himself. I tell you it's no picnic.
BRUCE: We’re counting on you guys.
[The car stops. The second cop gets out and relives himself. But there is someone watching them from the trees.]
CARL (thinking): It was right before I was to take on my duties of protecting the President's daughter when she was abducted. That's the ultimate reason I'm in this lonely and rural part of Europe. According to our intelligence, there's reliable information of a sighting of a girl that looks very similar to the President's daughter. Apparently she's being withheld by some unidentified group of people. Who would have thought my first job would be a rescue mission?
[Outside, the cop continues to take a leak.]
SECOND COP: Ah, it's freezing. It’s so cold all of a sudden.
[He senses someone...or something watching him. He shakes it off.]
SECOND COP: Ah, must be my imagination.
[He gets back into the car.]
SECOND COP: Sorry it took so long.
[The car takes off. A while later it crosses a bridge and stops.]
FIRST COP: Just up ahead is the village.
CARL: We’ll go and have a look around.
SECOND COP: We'll stay and watch the car. Don't want to get any parking tickets.
BRUCE: Right...parking tickets.
FIRST COP: Good luck.