Constantine Page #6

Cityscape of lights are spread out below but Angela isseeing something else.

REFLECTED IN HER EYES -

is a city engulfed in RED FLAMES. Follow that tear with

the same reflection of fire inside as it traces her cheek

and slips into her mouth.

ANGELA shudders, rubs her wrist where we see the skin hasswelled and reddened just like the Prisoner's. And

there's that same circular symbol in the flesh.

She wipes her tears --tries to be strong. Takes a few

breaths for courage, them simply steps off.

INT. BARRY'S ROOM

BARRY'S WIDE EYES follow her down.

EXT. COURTYARD -LATER

Barry approaches across the barren courtyard, leans downto Angela's contorted body. But she's still alive.

Barry stares into eyes that are fading fast. He reaches

out, touches her face. Eyes close. She's gone.

INT. ANGELA'S APARTMENT

Angela stirs awake. Disturbed.

OVER this we hear INCESSANT COUGHING -

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INT. JOHN'S APARTMENT -BATHROOM

John switches on the light, leans up from the sink andwipes his mouth with a towel. It's covered with blood.

More runs down the drain. He stares at himself in the

mirror. ON John's worried eyes --

MATCH CUT TO:

ANGLE -ANGELA'S EYES

looking equally distraught.

WEISS (V.O.)

It's her, Angela...

EXT. RAVENSCAR HOSPITAL -WIDER -CONTINUOUS ACTION -

DAY:

Angela is led by Detective Weiss past several officersand medical personnel.

WEISS:

It's Isabel.

They arrive at the covered body in the courtyard.

Coroner sees Angela approach and lifts the sheet from theface.

Angela comes to a dead stop, emotions coming fast andfurious.

She leans close and we see a mirror of Angela. That's

when you realize that wasn't a dream. This is her twin.

But that circular symbol is nowhere on her wrist now.

Angela's eyes well with tears. It takes everything shehas to stay in control. Helps to wrap herself in the

job. She steps back, looks up at the tall building.

ANGELA:

She... she fell from the roof?

WEISS:

No. She jumped.

Angela gives him an incredulous glare. Shakes her head.

WEISS:

I know it's hard to accept but -

(CONTINUED)

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CONTINUED:

ANGELA:

Isabel would never in a million

years take her own life. Never.

WEISS:

Angela... there was a surveillancecamera on the roof.

INT. HOSPITAL -DAY

John marches down a hallway, his trench coat a stepbehind. He unconsciously rubs his left wrist, coughs.

Flicks an unlit smoke between his fingers.

John stops at a doctor's office door --hesitates.

INT. RAVENSCAR -SURVEILLANCE FOOTAGE

View of the rooftop. There's Isabel in her nightgown,

stepping up --pausing just a second. Then one step andshe's gone. So clear. So unrefutable.

WIDER:

Angela shudders as a comforting HAND rests on hershoulder.

WEISS (O.S.)

Take some time...

Angela brushes off his hand, then spots Weiss and theothers on the other side of the room. Whose hand was

that?

INT. DOCTOR'S OFFICE

A LINE OF LIGHT BOXES illuminate several CHEST X-RAYS. A

DARK sinister splotch snakes through both LUNGS. John

stands there, stares at this wall of death with disbelief.

JOHN:

No --I've beaten things,

insurmountable things, things mostpeople have never even heard ofand after all that you think I'mgoing to be done in by THIS?

He raises a puny little cigarette. DR. LES ARCHER (50)

sighs. A delicate bedside manner is not his specialty.

(CONTINUED)

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CONTINUED:

DR. ARCHER

You wouldn't be the first, John.

JOHN:

It can't be that simple. I mean

come on, Les, you saved me before.

You can do it again, right.

DR. ARCHER

This is different. This is

aggressive.

John tries to stay cool --fails. He TRASHES the X-rayboxes. Diseased lungs disappear. Doc shakes his head.

DR. ARCHER

Twenty years ago you didn't wantto be here. Now you don't want toleave.

JOHN:

That's because I know exactlywhere I'm going this time.

INT. HALLWAY

John steps outside of the Doctor's office, pauses togather himself. He starts walking. Wants out of here

fast.

INT. RAVENSCAR -HALLWAY

Angela is on the move. Emotions are coming in strong.

She can't get out of here fast enough.

She aims for the elevators, sees a MAN has just entered

one.

ANGELA:

(rushing toward it)

Wait, hold the door!

Angela, gets to the elevator, looks in. John stands

inside alone. This should be the first time we realize

they were in the same hospital.

ANGELA:

Going down?

John pauses as the doors start to close.

(CONTINUED)

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CONTINUED:

JOHN:

Not if I can help it.

The doors close right on Angela.

EXT. SOMEWHERE IN ISTANBUL -DAY

A PICKUP TRUCK crosses a barren landscape.

In the back bed are several goats and one Prisoner.

He grips the relic tight in one hand. That anxious fever

has returned.

Glazed eyes dart to the side and lock on a risingjetliner in the distance --dart back to the road they're

on --heading the opposite way.

Prisoner clamps his eyes tight, grips to the relictighter.

Eyes snap open and he turns, thrusts his elbow throughthe center window, leans in and grabs the Driver --jerkshis head back against the bulkhead --cracking it in the

process.

Prisoner latches onto the wheel, takes control. He

swerves the car off the pavement, gets out and takes overas driver.

Truck continues on, bouncing through a shallow ditch andinto the field beyond, aiming straight for the risingairliners in the distance.

EXT. L.A. APARTMENT -DAY

Close to condemned status. SCAN UP floor after floor,

COMING TO REST ON a window covered with aluminum foil.

INT. HENNESSEY'S APARTMENT

Every wall of this tiny shithole is covered in aluminumfoil. A sober Hennessey stands surrounded by decades ofnewspapers and periodicals --tries to get his breathingin check.

He instinctively reaches to his neck to touch the amuletbut it's not there. Oh yeah --in the pocket. Decision

made, he reaches up, starts tearing the foil from thewalls and the window.

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EXT. ECHO PARK (DOWNTOWN L.A.) -DAY

John sits at a park bench. Motionless. Taking in theworld. Clouds passing the sun. Shadows drifting acrossthe city. Leaves swirling after passing cars.

John just sits there, HEARING every breath he takes,

wondering which one will be his last.

ELLIE (O.S.)

Lung cancer? Lung cancer?!

John turns to see ELLIE (23) strutting up the sidewalk.

Uninhibited. Oozing sex appeal. But dangerous. In more

ways than you think.

ELLIE:

That's funny as sh*t, John.

JOHN:

As if you guys didn't havesomething to do with it...

ELLIE:

Hey, I think you brought this oneon yourself.

John stares at her, tries to get a read.

ELLIE:

Now why wouldn't you trust me?

JOHN:

I don't know, something in theair --

She sits right on his lap, playfully.

ELLIE:

Don't worry, John, you'll beatthis. You beat everything.

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