The Deprived – Movie Plot (In Depth)
The setting is a
post-apocalyptic world where all known common law and political systems have
fallen into disarray. Riots formed in the cities, food became scarce, and soon
it became kill or be killed. We begin the story following a young boy called
Adam, at only 17 he has been traveling the wastes alone, heading south as the
days grow colder and darker. After searching a farmhouse for supplies he is taken
by surprise by a local gang who knock him out, place a sack over his head, and
drag him away. He begins to regain consciousness outside what appears to him as
an old industrial complex. All he sees is the sky above him through the gaps in
the stitching and the muffling of voices around him. Eventually a voice cracks
from the side to line them all up. This is where the story begins.
After a few second
Adam hears footsteps in front of him that stop abruptly. Again after a long
pause he is blinded by a sudden flash of light as the sack is pulled of his
head and a tall silhouette stands before him. He leans in close looking into
Adams eyes. He orders his men to throw him in with the others, and he is taken
into the rusted maze of steel and iron. He is dragged into a dark, cold room
where he is strapped to a pipe by his hands. Looking around him his eyes begin
to adjust to the light and he sees the others, all like him tied up against the
walls. Blood running from their heads, all a variety of ages, but all male. One
by one they are dragged from the room by their hair kicking and screaming. The
screams, one by one soon abruptly stopped. And again the same dark figure would
enter the room picking his next victim, with more and more blood covering his
dark skin and rusted machete each time. Until but Adam and another young boy
remained. As the door again screeched open, the figure approached Adam, cutting
his binds and grabbing his hair… before he could drag him clear the wall Adam
is released and he hears shouting and scuffled movement of feet behind him. He
turns to see the young boy, binds around the figures neck strangling him, until
his body lies motionless on the damp ground.
The two decide to
stick together and sneak out of the site, avoiding guards and taking what
supplies they could find of their own. They come across a map with a combat
knife dug through it on a table. As Adam runs out the door jack quickly grabs
it and follows. They run into the nearby woods where they are safer, they
wander through the woods till they find a small derelict cottage on the side of
a mountain where they decide to make camp as the light begins to fade. Setting
down their rucksacks and making a small fire, the both sit back against the
stone walls of the crumbling house in silence, staring into the fire. The older
boy introduces himself to Adam, “I’m Jack by the way” and Adam does the same.
After a silence Jack askes where Adam is heading and the pair begin to talk of
their journeys, Adam more open than Jack, who keeps most of his history to
himself. To which Adam respects, people have no good history after the
blackout, everyone just went insane, and those who didn’t either ended up dead
in the street, or wandering the wastes for, well, anything.
Jack pulls out the
dirty map from his pocket showing Adam, the map is covered in scribbles and
markings. The two decide they would stick together until they find enough
supplies to be on their way alone once more, “Strength in numbers” jack
mumbles. The next morning the two set of together. Thinking maybe one of these
markings on the map indicated a gang supply dump or something that would help their
situation.
They travel the
overgrown landscape together, scavenging abandoned houses for food and shelter.
They come across Items and places that remind them of what life was like
before, and how simple it was. Many of the houses and buildings they search,
they find people dead, that have opted out, either shooting themselves or hanging
them and their families. One house in particular they enter is still inhabited,
and a middle aged man takes Adam at knife point, obviously terrified the man
eventually releases Adam, to which jack responds by brutally stabbing the man
in the chest. Arguments break out between the pair on their differing views and
morals in situations, and tensions begin to build. Eventually we learn that
Jack had a younger brother called Michael, who was around Adams age. One night,
as Jack and Michael lived alone, Jack was out scavenging. Only to come back to
his secluded farmhouse to find his little brother is missing and a trail of
blood leading into the woods. Ever since Jack had promised himself he would
find his brother no matter what, and convinced himself that he was still alive.
He also shares that his parents Hung themselves from the tree outside his
window only a few weeks after the blackout, leaving him and Michael alone to
fend for themselves.
Eventually the two
find one of the markings on the map, Jack runs in, with excitement for what he
may find. Adam enters more cautiously and is hit by a smell that cuts through
him. He finds jack stood in the centre of the room, empty, apart from a floor
submerged in pile upon pile of torn and ragged clothes and dried blood. Jack
becomes angry and begins kicking and throwing his fists at the lack of
supplies. But he suddenly stops. Crouching down facing away from Adam he picks
up a child’s watch from the ground, it was his brothers. He never took it of
ever since he had it for Christmas when he was eight years old. Jacks eyes well
up and he stands shouting for his brother. “Michael!! MICHAEL!” Adam tries to
calm Jack down but is hit with Jacks anger and frustration as jack tells him to
leave him alone. The gang perusing them hears the shouting and goes to
investigate. Adam spots a trail of blood leading under and old bookcase, he
follows it, pushing it out the way to reveal a door way. Leading into a
basement. Where he finds a room with a large metal door at the far end, with a “caution,
Extreme temperatures, Freezer” on the door, the ground around it covered in
pieces of flesh and fresh blood. And old wooden table sits to the centre with
an assault rifle and ammo surrounding it, inspecting the rifle he finds a note
on the floor, it reads.
“Right we are running
low on ammo, so use whatever else you can find to kill em, we can’t spare any
more. Me and the boys never did like eating around the shrapnel anyway” …”Cannibals”.
Adam murmurs to himself, shocked and discussed at what he had just read… “We
need to leave now” Jack enters the room, with desperation still in his eyes. “What
is it… what does it say!?” Adam is reluctant to give him the note but jack
snatches it from his hands. Reading it carefully. As he reads the anger and frustration
builds in his eyes, tears begin to stream down his emotionless face. And he
drops the note.” Jack please, wait” Jack pushes past Adam throwing him aside.
Hearing the rabble of the gang outside, he picks up the assault rifle and cocks
it. Adam tries to grab it of him but Jack hits him over the head with the butt
of the gun, and Adam lays motionless on the floor. Blind fury fills his eyes
and he walks with gun in hand up the stairs and out the front door, where he is
greeted by a line of red eyed twitching men, all with blunt weapons and machetes
in hand. They snort and snarl at the sight of the boy, and with the order of
their ranking member “Get him!” they charge at Jack. With no hesitation, and a
dead, motionless expression, he lifts his automatic and unloads the whole
magazine into the 11 men, and the air is filled with a mist of pink blood, as
the body’s hit the concrete, and the echo of gunfire shuttles through the
valley. And everything turns silent.
Adam regains consciousness,
the ground around him is damp, and he realises he is in the centre of a field with
his hands binded behind his back. And he feels the cold steel of the gun barrel
slowly rest against his forehead. “Jack?” “Jack listen to me please… Everything
is going to be okay we can still find him” again he repeats, slower and more calm
“Everything is going to be okay” There is a long held pause and the sound of
wind in the trees and the grass swaying fills the air. Jack, in a quiet, almost
whisper of a voice murmurs. “Nothing is ever going to be okay.” He lifts his
rifle into his own mouth, pausing for a second, and fires, and his lifeless
corpse hits the soft grass, as birds flee and squawk around the field. And once
more the sound of wind fills the air.
