Constantine Page #19

ELLIE:

No need to get nasty.

JOHN:

Never bothered you before.

ELLIE:

I am so going to miss our littletrysts.

Ellie steps closer. The crowd starts to close in with

her.

JOHN:

I'm sure you will.

John pulls out his lighter, holds it up --flicks it on.

JOHN:

Now turn around and take yourfriends with you.

Can he look more ridiculous?

JOHN:

I will deport you. All of you.

You know I can.

John steps back up onto a chair, thrusts the lighterhigher -

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104.

CONTINUED:

ELLIE:

Oh, John, this is embarrassing.

Where is your pride?

--right under a SPRINKLER HEAD.

JOHN:

Go to Hell.

Ellie looks up just as the sprinklers trigger.

SERIES OF SHOTS:

Ellie and a room of half-humans --all looking up aswater sprays from every nozzle. John and Midnite tense

because the first drops have no effect. A beat --a

SPURT in the waterlines and suddenly --SHRIEKS fill the

room as half human skin begins to FRY.

ELLIE:

Holy water!

Emergency lighting has snapped on --throwing the roominto a strobing nightmare of action. Flashes of human

skin melting, revealing snippets of the true demonsunderneath. It's total pandemonium as their rage isdirected toward the only real humans in the room.

John and Midnite fling their coats open --draw their

WEAPONS and starts FIRING away at the attacking horde.

Sacred bullets cause major damage --wounds that rippleout through demon bodies.

John and Midnite slam back to back --spinning under theprotective shield of a showering sprinkler head -shooting

at all manner of distorted forms that venture

into the COLUMN OF SPRAY.

One reloads while the other FIRES. It's a hellish form

of a turkey shoot. Nothing sacred, nothing spared.

John goes for the double doors. Midnite covers him -blows

away another two disintegrating demons. Two come

up behind and he spins, takes them down.

JOHN gets to the doors, starts to open them when Elliejumps onto his back --nails digging in.

ELLIE:

I'm not going back there!

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105.

CONTINUED:

JOHN:

We are what we are, Ellie --

John FIRES over his back, loosens her grip. He grabshold, shoves her face up into the spray of an overheadsprinkler head. Legs flail about.

Midnite comes out of the rain --grabs John.

MIDNITE:

Let's go.

John drops Ellie to the floor. No more pretty face --no

face at all --yet the screams still come.

John and Midnite get to the doors --shove through.

INT. PHYSICAL THERAPY ROOM

Angela's body and face are completely submerged now. She

comes to, sees Barry above her --tries to rise but the

boy pushes her head to the bottom, holds it there. Last

bubbles are floating up from her mouth. Barry places hisother hand on her arm, closes his eyes.

INT. CORRIDOR

Holy rain has stopped in here. A fine mist floats in the

air. John and Midnite make their way through. Onlytheir footsteps on the tile break the stark silence.

Another set of doors is ahead. Before they reach it afaint shadow crosses in the mist. Both pause, expectingsomething to reveal itself. But it doesn't.

INT. PHYSICAL THERAPY ROOM

Faint waves undulate Barry's skin --ripple from hischest, down his arms and into a submerged Angela. Everymuscle in her body tenses in stark relief.

ANGELA'S POV

Barry's image ripples above her in silence. Room

lighting starts to pulse --slower and slower and when

it's caught in that dim half-light --Angela JOLTS andthis time we CROSS OVER INTO -

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PHYSICAL THERAPY ROOM HELL

Angela is lying in a bone-dry tank, lifts her head up tosee a room not much different than the one she just left.

Except for the SOUND. That low DRONE RISING IN PITCH -those

DEMONIC SCREECHES scratching at the walls.

And now those INKY splotches begin consuming the colorand light from the walls. Moving in on Angela. Closer

and closer --whatever's coming is just about on her.

MAMMON (O.S.)

Angela.

Angela SPINS and for a split second comes face to facewith the hideous form of MAMMON. She SCREAMS.

INT. NORMAL PHYSICAL THERAPY ROOM -REAL TIME

John and Midnite burst into the room, spot Barry standingin the tank. His hands in the water. On Angela.

JOHN:

(rushing toward him)

Barry!

Barry looks up, sees the two men rushing toward him.

Guns aimed.

JOHN:

Let her up!! Let her up!!

A beat as John meets Barry's eyes --realizes he's

staring at a frightened child. Barry backs away as -

--Angela sits up behind John. Water rippling off,

straps dangling free.

John turns --locks on her BLACK EYES.

JOHN:

Sh*t --

John thinks fast --scans the area and sees every mirrorin the room has been shattered. So much for the quickfix.

He jumps into the water with her, grabs her face andpushes her against the tank walls. This is an exorcism

on the fly.

JOHN:

Amar natash bow basar! Rescind

from the flesh I command thee -

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107.

CONTINUED:

Angela's eyes snap open --dark and dilated. John sees

it --clasps a hand over her mouth --cutting off her airsupply.

JOHN:

Back to Hell, a**hole --

Her body undulates as Mammon's shape tries to come through.

Pulsating through her arms, her chest --her face.

Angela BITES into his palm. John recoils. She shoves

him off and John hits the tile hard. Angela jumps fromthe tank, pushes past in a blur. John spins to seeMidnite standing right there --Angela now firmly in hissize-twelve grasp.

MIDNITE:

(to John)

Finish it.

INTERCUT WITH:

MYSTERIOUS HIGH POV

John coughs, struggles to stand. He tries to cover but

it's obvious his end is nearing. Midnite positionsAngela to face him, braces her arms out from her sides -crucifixion-

style. She tries but can't break free. John

puts a hand to her forehead --

JOHN:

Et separatur a plasmate tuo, Ut

num quam laedatur amorsu antiqui

serpentes.

JOHN/MIDNITERescind from the flesh I command

thee --Amar natash bow basar!

Angela's body stops fighting. The darkness in her eyesand fingernails begins to fade. It's working...

Midnite is suddenly JERKED backwards with an agonizingYELL. Angela is dropped, slips into unconsciousness.

John watches in horror as Midnite's 300-pound frame is

lifted right off the floor by an INVISIBLE GRASP, slammedinto the ceiling, then twisted and thrown with incredibleforce against the floor.

Midnite glares at John, tries to speak. But the words

die on his lips.

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108.

CONTINUED:

Enraged, John scans the empty room, sees a large SHADOWon the ceiling that doesn't belong to any object.

He holds back a cough long enough to rip up his sleevesand slams those tattoos together --

JOHN:

Into the light I command thee!

Into the light I command thee!

It takes every ounce of John's life force to keep thisspell alive and when he's about to drop from exhaustionthe shadow is brought fully into the light --becomes

that familiar shape of WINGS.

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