Can the two detectives catch a killer whose crimes are based on the seven deadly sins?
The city was dark, the streets empty. It was silent, except for the sound of the rain pounding on the pavement. The air was thick with an eerie stillness, as if the world itself was holding its breath. It was the kind of night that made people lock their doors, and stay indoors. But for two detectives, it was just another night on the job.
Detective David Mills was the new guy in town, just transferred to the precinct. He was young, brash, and full of energy. His mentor, Detective William Somerset, was the complete opposite. He was experienced, jaded, and ready for retirement. But they both shared one thing in common – a burning desire to solve crimes and put killers behind bars.
They had no idea what they were about to face. No one could have predicted the horror that awaited them. No one could have known that they were about to come face to face with evil itself.
Chapter 1: “Lust”
It was a crime scene like no other. The victim was a young woman, barely out of her twenties. She was beautiful, even in death. But there was no mistaking the brutality of the murder. Her body was twisted in an unnatural position, her limbs contorted as if in agony. Her eyes were open, staring blankly at the ceiling. And it was clear that she had suffered greatly before she died.
Detective Mills watched as the forensics team combed through the scene, taking pictures, collecting evidence, and cataloging every detail. He felt a knot forming in his stomach, as a sense of revulsion and anger overtook him. He couldn’t understand how anyone could do something like this.
Somerset joined him, looking as calm as ever. He was a man who had seen it all, and it took a lot to shake him. But even he couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease as he looked at the victim. It was clear that this was no ordinary murder.
Eventually, the team cleared out, leaving the detectives alone with the victim’s body. Mills was eager to get to work, but Somerset stopped him.
“We need to take this slow,” he said. “We need to understand what we’re dealing with.”
Mills scoffed. “What’s there to understand? This sick bastard killed her because he wanted to.”
Somerset sighed. “It’s not that simple. We need to understand his motivation, his psychology. We need to get inside his head.”
Mills rolled his eyes. “What, you think we’re dealing with some kind of genius here? Some kind of mastermind?”
Somerset turned to him, his eyes serious. “I think we’re dealing with something much worse than that. We’re dealing with someone who believes he’s doing the right thing. Someone who believes he’s a messenger of God, sent to punish the sinners of this world.”
Mills frowned. “What are you talking about?”
Somerset sighed. “I think we’re dealing with a killer who’s using the seven deadly sins as his inspiration. Lust. Gluttony. Greed. Sloth. Wrath. Envy. And finally, pride.”
Mills stared at him, his mouth open in shock. “Are you serious?”
Somerset nodded. “Deadly serious. This isn’t just some random killing. This is something much more calculated, much more sinister. And we need to be very careful if we’re going to catch him.”
Mills felt a shiver run down his spine. This was nothing like he had ever encountered before. But he knew one thing for sure – he was going to do whatever it took to catch this killer, no matter how long it took.
Chapter 2: “Gluttony”
Somerset rubbed his temple as he looked down at the bloated corpse lying on the kitchen floor. The victim, a morbidly obese man, had been force-fed until his stomach burst. The air was heavy with the acrid scent of vomit and the metallic tang of blood.
Mills stood off to the side, his face a mask of anger and frustration. “This is getting out of hand,” he growled, pacing back and forth. “We need to catch this guy before he kills again.”
Somerset nodded gravely, taking in the details of the crime scene. The killer had left behind a message scrawled in blood on the wall: “He who eats until he can eat no more shall meet his end.”
The seasoned detective began to delve deeper into the “gluttony” sin, poring over books and articles about overeating and obesity. Mills, on the other hand, was growing increasingly impatient.
“What’s the point of all this?” he exclaimed. “We need to find this sick bastard, not read a bunch of boring papers.”
But Somerset knew that understanding the killer’s motives was the key to catching him. He continued his research, even as Mills stormed out of the room.
Days turned into weeks, and the detectives were no closer to catching the killer. The pressure was mounting, and Mills was becoming more and more unpredictable. He’d picked fights with suspects, threatened witnesses, and even lashed out at Somerset.
Meanwhile, the killer struck again. This time, the victim was a young woman who had been force-fed until she suffocated. Somerset’s heart sank as he examined the evidence. It was clear that the killer was escalating, growing bolder and more brazen with each crime.
Somerset redoubled his efforts, working tirelessly to decipher the killer’s twisted logic. He began to piece together a pattern – each victim was somehow connected to food or overindulgence. But the details remained elusive, and the killer remained at large.
One night, as Somerset was working late at the station, he received a call from Mills. The rookie detective was in a seedy part of town, chasing down a lead. But something was off – his voice was shaking, and there was a note of fear in his tone.
“Something’s not right here, Somerset,” Mills said. “I think I’m being followed.”
Suddenly, there was a scuffle on the other end of the line, and Mills shouted out in pain. Then the line went dead.
Somerset’s heart pounded as he grabbed his coat and rushed out of the station. He knew he had to find Mills before it was too late.
As he raced through the darkened streets, his mind raced with possibilities. Had Mills stumbled upon the killer? Had he been captured by a gang? Or was it something else entirely?
Finally, Somerset spotted Mills’ car in a parking lot. The door was open, and the interior was spattered with blood. His heart in his throat, Somerset rushed inside.
But there was no sign of Mills. The only thing left behind was a single piece of paper, torn from a notebook. It read simply: “Gluttony – he who eats until he can eat no more shall meet his end.”
Somerset sank to his knees, realizing that they were running out of time. The killer was closing in, and they were no closer to catching him.
Chapter 3: “Greed”
Detectives Somerset and Mills received an unexpected package. Upon opening the package, the detectives found a leather-bound book with a handwritten note. It was from the killer. The note read, “I am sorry to have left such a mess. But I assure you, there is more to come. I’ll be watching you.” The book was a copy of Dante’s “Inferno,” and on the front cover was a strange symbol – the symbol for “Greed.”
Somerset and Mills were stunned by the package. The killer had never reached out to them before. They knew they had to act fast.
The detectives brought the book to the FBI profile unit to get further insights. The profiler, Dr. Marisa Diaz, was intrigued by the new development and promised to look into it further. She thought it was strange that the killer would give them a clue to his next move. She wondered what his motive was.
Somerset and Mills returned to the precinct to work on their list of potential suspects. They knew that the killer was targeting people who had committed one of the seven deadly sins. But they still had no idea who he was or what his ultimate goal was. Mills was becoming more and more frustrated by the lack of progress. He wanted to catch the killer, and he wanted to do it fast.
Somerset, on the other hand, was taking a different approach. He was researching every aspect of the deadly sins and the motives behind them. He wanted to get inside the killer’s head to try to understand his thought process. He spent hours poring over books and articles, trying to make a connection between the killer’s victims and the sins they had committed.
Days went by, and the detectives were getting no closer to finding the killer. But then, they received another package – this time, a human hand. The hand belonged to a wealthy banker named Richard Hayes, who was missing. The detectives knew that this could only mean one thing – the killer had struck again, and this time, it was “Greed.”
The killer had left no clues at the crime scene, but the detectives knew that they had to work fast if they wanted to catch him. They interviewed Hayes’ family and friends and dug into his financials. They discovered that Hayes had embezzled millions of dollars from his company and had a long list of enemies.
Meanwhile, Dr. Diaz had made a breakthrough in her analysis of the killer’s behavior. She had found that the killer had a pattern of using his victims to make a point. Every victim was a symbol of one of the deadly sins. She thought that this could be useful information for the detectives.
Somerset and Mills worked tirelessly to find the killer, but they were running out of time. The killer had made it clear that he was watching them, and they knew that he was always one step ahead. They had to find a break in the case, and they had to find it soon.
One day, as Somerset was poring over his research, he had a breakthrough. He realized that the killer wasn’t just targeting people who had committed the seven deadly sins – he was targeting people who had gotten away with it. The victims weren’t just symbols – they were punishment. The killer was a vigilante, and he was taking justice into his own hands.
With this new insight, the detectives were able to narrow down their list of suspects. They honed in on people who had committed greed and had gotten away with it. They knew that the killer was still out there, and they had to act fast before he struck again.
Chapter 4: “Sloth”
The detectives were called to another crime scene, and the sight before them was a harrowing one. Lying on a bed in a seedy motel room was a man, his body reduced to skin and bones, with long, matted hair and sunken eyes. He was tied to the bed by his wrists and ankles, and there were marks on his body from the ropes that had bound him to the bed for over a year. The foul stench of urine and feces filled the air, and the room was littered with empty food containers and bottles.
It was clear to Somerset that this was the work of the serial killer they had been chasing, and that this was the “sloth” sin. The killer had taken the sin to an extreme, punishing his victim for his laziness by forcing him to remain in bed for an entire year, without food or water. The detectives were staring at a man who had been left to rot away in his own filth, with no hope of escape.
Mills was visibly shaken by the scene, and his emotions were running high. He was impatient, frustrated with the lack of progress they were making in finding the killer. He began to lash out, accusing Somerset of not doing enough to catch the killer. Somerset was calm and collected, as always, but Mills could sense that his older partner was growing more and more desperate in his search for answers.
Back at the station, Somerset immersed himself in the research, determined to find a way to get inside the killer’s mind. He spent long hours pouring over books, articles, and journals about the sin of sloth. He talked to experts in the field, trying to gain insight into the psychological profile of someone who would commit such a heinous crime.
Mills, on the other hand, was growing more and more impatient. He was reckless, taking more risks and pushing boundaries in his search for the killer. He was determined to catch the killer, and he didn’t care what it took. But Somerset knew that this was not the way to catch a killer. It took patience, diligence, and a deep understanding of the criminal mind.
As the days went by, the detectives seemed no closer to catching the killer. But then, just as they were beginning to lose hope, they received a call from one of their sources. A man had been seen leaving a motel room that matched the one where the sloth victim had been found. The detectives raced to the scene, adrenaline pumping through their veins.
They entered the room with their guns drawn, ready for a confrontation. But there was no one there. The room was empty, except for a note left on the pillow. The note read, “I’m always one step ahead of you. You’ll never catch me.”
The detectives were left with more questions than answers. Who was this killer, and what did he want? Why was he targeting these victims, and what was his ultimate goal? Somerset was determined to find out, and he knew that he couldn’t do it alone.
Mills, meanwhile, was growing more and more unstable. His emotions were running high, and he was becoming increasingly erratic. He was convinced that he could catch the killer, if only he was given the chance.
As the hunt for the killer continued, tensions between the detectives began to mount. They were both under immense pressure, and they were struggling to work together as a team. Somerset knew that he would have to find a way to bridge the gap between himself and his partner if they were ever going to catch the killer.
But time was running out. The killer was still out there, and his next move could be his most deadly yet. The detectives were racing against the clock, trying to unravel the twisted mind of a killer who seemed to be always one step ahead of them.
Chapter 5: “Wrath”
The air was thick with tension as Somerset and Mills arrived at the scene of the latest murder. A lawyer, who had successfully defended a serial rapist, lie dead on the floor, his head smashed in with a blunt object. The killer had made his mark again, and this time it was fueled by the “wrath” sin.
Somerset was deep in thought, piecing together the pattern of the killer’s madness. Mills, on the other hand, was visibly agitated and beyond frustrated. Months of the same brutal murders had taken its toll on the young detective. He was desperate to close the case, to rid the city of this monster.
As they surveyed the scene, Somerset noticed something out of place. There was a small piece of paper tucked under the victim’s body. He carefully extracted it from the blood-soaked shirt and held it up to read.
“Congratulations, Detective. You are getting closer.”
Somerset’s heart raced. The killer was taunting them, daring them to catch him. But he also knew that this slip-up could be the crack in the case they had been waiting for. He carefully bagged the note as evidence, determined to find out who had left it.
Mills, meanwhile, was pacing around the room, his anger building with every passing moment.
“Dammit, why won’t this guy just give himself up? Why does he keep toying with us?” he shouted.
Somerset placed a calming hand on Mills’ shoulder, reminding him that this was the killer’s plan. He wanted to see them unravel, to push them to their breaking point.
As they left the scene and headed back to the precinct, Somerset could tell that Mills was on the brink of losing it. He was too close to the case, too emotionally invested. But Somerset knew that he needed Mills’ passion to help solve the puzzle.
The duo sat down with the other detectives to go over the evidence once again. They knew the killer was targeting those who had committed sins of the flesh, but they still couldn’t figure out who he was or why he was doing it.
Somerset had been up all night researching, and he finally had a breakthrough. All the victims had something in common – they had all been involved in a high-profile case that had gone unpunished. The killer was seeking vengeance, but he was doing it in a twisted way.
After presenting this theory to the team, the detectives began to pour over past cases, looking for any connections to the killer’s MO. Mills was re-energized, his anger now focused on catching the killer before he could strike again.
A few days later, the detectives received another package from the killer. This time, it was a video tape. Mills played it nervously, not knowing what to expect. On the screen was footage of a man walking into a courthouse, followed by a shot of the killer’s hand writing “Envy” on a piece of paper.
“This is your next victim,” a voice whispered.
Mills immediately recognized the man on the tape – the lawyer who represented the photographer they had been investigating. They rushed to the courthouse, but it was too late. The lawyer was dead, his body crumpled on the courthouse steps.
Mills slammed his fist against the wall in frustration. They had been so close. But Somerset could see it in his eyes – the fire was back. They weren’t giving up yet. They would catch this killer, no matter what it took.
Chapter 6: “Envy”
The detectives were relieved to finally have a suspect in custody. They questioned the photographer, but he maintained his innocence. However, they found a hidden room in his studio containing photos of all the victims, along with religious texts relating to the seven deadly sins. It seemed they had finally caught their man.
But as they were celebrating their success, another victim was discovered – a young woman who had been drowned, as part of the “envy” sin. It was clear that they had not caught the real killer, and that he was still out there.
Somerset and Mills were both shaken by the turn of events. Somerset, who had seemed so level-headed and analytical, was becoming increasingly affected by the case. He had become obsessed with the idea of catching the killer, and his personal life was suffering as a result. Mills, meanwhile, was growing more and more reckless in his pursuit of justice. He was filled with rage and frustration, and was beginning to lose control.
The detectives returned to their investigation, determined to uncover the true identity of the killer. They went back over their notes, and found a connection between one of the previous victims – the obese man who had been force-fed to death – and a restaurant owned by a wealthy, influential businessman. They began to suspect that he might be the killer.
They staked out the restaurant, waiting for the businessman to leave. Finally, they saw him get into his car and begin to drive away. They followed him, trying to stay inconspicuous. But as they were driving, they suddenly found themselves surrounded by police cars, their suspect having called for backup.
It was a setup. The businessman had been tipped off, and had set a trap for the detectives. He had never been the killer – he was simply a rich man who didn’t want to be implicated in the crimes.
Somerset and Mills were both arrested, accused of harassment and stalking. They were locked up in a cell together, their whole world collapsing around them.
It was then that Somerset finally revealed the truth about his own past. He had once been a young, idealistic detective, eager to make a difference in the world. But he had been broken by the corruption and evil that he had seen. He had become cynical and distant, unwilling to engage with the world around him. The case had awakened something within him, something that he had thought was long gone. He was finally able to see the beauty and goodness in the world again – but at what cost?
Mills listened to him in silence, his own rage and frustration bubbling over. They were trapped in a cell, accused of crimes they hadn’t committed, with no way out. It seemed as though all was lost.
But then, suddenly, there was a knock at the door. A detective – one of their colleagues – had come to let them out. It seemed that the businessman had been caught in the act of committing another crime, and had finally confessed to the murders. Somerset and Mills were cleared of all charges, and were free to go.
As they stepped out into the bright sunlight, Somerset and Mills looked at each other, exhausted and drained, but also relieved. They had been through hell and back, and had come out the other side – together.
Chapter 7: “Pride”
The detectives eventually found out who the real killer was: the lawyer who had been representing the photographer. It was because of him that the murders continued even after the perpetrator had been caught.
Somerset and Mills were both shocked to find out that the killer had been right under their noses all along. They had been so focused on their initial leads that they had overlooked the true culprit.
The lawyer was a well-respected member of society, and it was clear that he had been motivated by his own sense of pride. He couldn’t stand the idea that someone else was getting credit for his work – even if that work was something as horrific as murder.
Somerset and Mills worked tirelessly to piece together the evidence they needed to bring the killer to justice. But it was a difficult and dangerous task, and they both knew that they were risking their own lives in the process.
There were moments when it seemed like they might not make it, when the killer seemed to be one step ahead of them at every turn. But in the end, the detectives were able to capture him and bring him to trial.
It was a long and grueling trial, as the killer refused to show any remorse for his actions. But the detectives were determined to see it through to the end, and their perseverance paid off when the killer was found guilty on all counts.
Somerset and Mills both breathed a sigh of relief as the trial came to a close. It had been a long and difficult journey, but they had finally brought the killer to justice.
But the experience had taken a toll on both of them. They had both been pushed to their limits, and they knew that they would never be the same again.
As they walked out of the courthouse, Somerset and Mills looked at each other, both feeling a mix of relief and sadness. They had both lost something along the way – something that they would never be able to get back.
But at the same time, they knew that they had done something important. They had caught a killer, and they had made a difference in the world. And that was something to be proud of.
Some scenes from the movie Se7en written by A.I.
Detective Somerset – A seasoned, methodical detective who is haunted by his past.
Detective Mills – A young, impulsive detective who is eager to prove himself.
John Doe – The enigmatic serial killer who is obsessed with the seven deadly sins.
Setting: A city plagued by a series of gruesome murders that are each based on one of the seven deadly sins.
EXT. ABANDONED BUILDING – NIGHT
Detectives Somerset and Mills pull up to the scene of a brutal murder. The building is dilapidated and seemingly abandoned.
This isn’t our guy’s MO. Too sloppy.
Come on, let’s go inside.
INT. ABANDONED BUILDING – NIGHT
The detectives make their way through the dark, creepy building. Suddenly, they come upon the gruesome sight of a young woman’s body – clearly the victim of a horrific murder.
What kind of sicko does this?
Our guy does. This is all part of his plan.
His plan? You sure you’re not reading too much into this?
This isn’t just some random murder, Mills. This is one of the seven deadly sins.
(caught off guard)
What are you talking about?
Lust. This was based on the sin of lust.
How do you know that?
Trust me, Mills. I’ve been down this road before.
Suddenly, a piece of paper flutters to the ground near them. Somerset picks it up and reads it aloud.
“The first sin is done. Six more to go.”
Son of a bitch. We’re dealing with a psychopath.
And that means we have to get into his head if we want to catch him.
Logline: Two homicide detectives track a serial killer who’s murders are themed around the seven deadly sins, the seasoned detective researches each sin in an effort to get inside the killer’s mind, while his novice partner scoffs at his efforts.
Detective William Somerset – a seasoned, methodical detective with a tragic past, takes his job seriously and is committed to finding the killer.
Detective David Mills – A brash, impulsive rookie detective who is frustrated with Somerset’s slow and methodical approach, but is eager to prove himself.
The Killer – A mastermind who meticulously plans each murder and has a twisted motivation for selecting his victims and their respective sin themes.
Setting: A dark and gritty city overrun with crime, corruption, and poverty.
We open on a wide shot of a run-down apartment complex in the heart of the city. We see the outline of a body under a sheet as the detectives arrive on the scene.
(looking at the body)
What kind of sick bastard does this?
It’s the same killer.
Mills looks at him in disbelief.
You mean to tell me this is another one of his “themes”?
Mills rolls his eyes, frustrated with Somerset’s approach.
How can you waste time studying sins when we could be out there catching this guy?
Understanding the killer’s motives can help us catch him. Besides, I’m not just studying sins, I’m studying people.
Mills scoffs and walks off camera. Somerset approaches the body and begins to examine it. We see a montage of Somerset researching the sin of gluttony – pouring over books, interviewing experts, and visiting support groups.
Cut back to the apartment complex as Mills is interviewing witnesses and canvassing the area. He gets a tip from a homeless man about a suspicious man who’s been coming and going from the complex, carrying large bags.
Cut back to Somerset’s research, where he discovers a connection between the killer’s victims – they are all associated with a certain church in the city.
Cut back to Mills who has located the suspect’s apartment. He and a SWAT team move in and find the suspect – a large, obese man – lying on a bed surrounded by food. They arrest him and find evidence linking him to the murders.
The scene ends with Somerset and Mills at the police station, where they are debriefing their findings.
We got him.
This isn’t over yet. We still have six more to find.
Detective William Somerset: A seasoned and intelligent homicide detective who is on the brink of retirement. He is a methodical investigator who is consumed by his work.
Detective David Mills: A young and impulsive detective who is partnered with Somerset. He is eager to prove himself and take down the killer as quickly as possible.
John Doe: The elusive and deranged serial killer who is targeting victims based on the seven deadly sins. He is calculating and methodical in his murders, always staying one step ahead of the detectives.
The scene takes place in a dimly lit basement apartment where a wealthy banker’s hand has been delivered in a box.
Somerset: (examining the box) He’s playing games with us.
Mills: What kind of sick bastard sends us a severed hand?
Somerset: (opening the box) It’s the same M.O. as the other murders. He’s using the seven deadly sins as a theme. This is “greed”.
Mills: (frustrated) How are we supposed to catch him if he’s always one step ahead?
Somerset: (determined) We keep working the case. We find a lead, we follow it. We will catch him.
Somerset reaches into the box and removes a small piece of paper. He unfolds it, revealing a handwritten message.
Somerset: (reading) “You’re getting closer, detectives. But not close enough. See you soon.”
Mills: (angrily) What the hell does that mean?
Somerset: (calmly) It means he’s not done yet. He’s going to keep killing until we stop him.
Mills: (nodding) Then let’s stop him.
Somerset and Mills leave the apartment, determined to find the killer before he can strike again.
Fade to black.
Setting: A grimy apartment, cluttered with drug paraphernalia and empty bottles. The victim, a young man with a gaunt face and hollow eyes, is tied to a bedpost and covered in filth.
Characters: Detective Somerset and Detective Mills
Mills: “Jesus, what kind of sick bastard would do something like this?”
Somerset: “Someone who believes in the power of sin, Mills. Someone who sees the world as a cesspool of corruption and decay.”
Mills: “Well, I hope we catch this son of a bitch before he strikes again.”
Somerset begins to examine the room, meticulously cataloging every detail. Mills paces back and forth, his frustration mounting with every passing moment.
Suddenly, Somerset’s attention is caught by a small object on the floor. He picks it up and holds it to the light.
Somerset: “Look at this, Mills. A piece of plastic, broken off from…something.”
Mills: “What the hell does that mean?”
Somerset: “It means our killer is sloppy. It means that he’s leaving a trail. And it means that we might just be able to catch him.”
Mills nods, his eyes gleaming with determination.
Mills: “Let’s do this, then.”
The two detectives exit the apartment, ready to chase down their killer – and bring him to justice, no matter what it takes.
Logline: Two detectives hunt a twisted serial killer who uses the seven deadly sins as a motif in his heinous crimes.
Detective William Somerset, 50s, reserved, wise, and dedicated to his work
Detective David Mills, 30s, impulsive, ambitious, and inexperienced
John Doe, 30s-40s, the sadistic serial killer who uses the seven deadly sins as inspiration for his murders.
Setting: City streets, a courthouse, and a law firm.
Int. A law firm – day
The detectives are speaking with the lawyer who represented the man who was murdered in John Doe’s previous crime, trying to gather any information that might lead them to the killer. The lawyer seems shifty, and after a few questions, he abruptly leaves. Somerset senses something off about him.
Ext. Courthouse – day
As the detectives walk out of the law firm, they see the lawyer who had just left getting into his car. Suddenly, the detective’s witness a truck speeding towards the lawyer’s car, ramming it into a wall. The driver jumps out, revealing himself as the JUDGE that gave the serial rapist only six months probation, in the previous murders – John Doe’s next victim.
David Mills: “That’s the Judge! That rapist’s lawyer didn’t defend him, he fucking prosecuted him!”
The Judge, armed with a gun, approaches the detectives, aiming at Mills, but suddenly Somerset appears behind the Judge and knocks his hand with the gun. They struggle, but Somerset gains the upper hand and disarms the Judge.
Detective Somerset: “David, get the gun.”
Mills picks up the gun and points it at the Judge, who desperately pleads for his life. Mills, overcome with anger and disgust, screams at the Judge.
David Mills: “I’ll give you something to live for, you sick motherfucker!”
Somerset intervenes, trying to talk Mills down before he pulls the trigger. However, before the scene can escalate any further, they are interrupted by a call from the station, informing them that a new “sin” has been committed, and they rush out to the next crime scene.