Divergent Page #7

FEMALE LEADER:
Come on. Get in line.

MALE LEADER:

All right, everybody, line up.

- TRIS:
What's going on?

MAN:
(ON PA)

All Dauntless initiates,

report to your command leader.

ERIC:
All right, listen up!

Before you leave tonight,

I want you all in four lines.

Everyone gets a tracking device.

Don't ask questions.

It's just a precaution.

- TRIS:
Do you see Four?

CHRISTINA:
No.

WOMAN:
Next!

- WILL:
What's going on?

- TRIS:
Oh, my God.

- ERIC:
Congratulations.

You should be first in line, but...

I'll make it easy for you.

ERIC:
Hurts like a b*tch, huh?

Now you're really one of us.

(DOOR OPENING)

At Midnight:

- TRIS:
Hey, what's...

MAN:
(ON PA) Faction before blood.

- TRIS:
Oh, my God.

MAX:
They can see and hear us.

They just don't process

it the same way.

Commands come in through

the transmitter.

- BOY 1:
What's goin' on?

What are we doin'?

- MAX:
Divergent.

ERIC:
Hey! Everything's fine.

There's nothing to worry about.

- (GUNSHOT)

- (THUDDING)

(GASPS)

(SIGHS)

(SIREN WAILING)

MAN:
Hurry up!

Move!

At Abnegation:

(GLASS SHATTERS)

(WOMAN SCREAMS)

MAN:
(ON PA) Abnegation leaders

must identify themselves.

- TRIS:
We need to find my parents.

(ARGUING INDISTINCTLY)

- (GUNSHOT)

- (WOMAN SCREAMS)

- FOUR:
Just keep moving.

Where's your house?

MAN:
(ON PA)

We are looking for information.

All houses will be searched.

Do not resist. You

will not be hurt.

TRIS:
Mom? Dad?

- FOUR:
Where would they have gone?

- TRIS:
I don't know.

WOMAN:
This can't happen

here! Just stop it!

MAN:
(ON PA) Do not resist.

All Abnegation will be questioned.

- ERIC:
The legendary Four...

A mindless drone.

You were first in your

class. Now you're...

Nothing.

What?

Think he might be...

There's one way to find out.

- ERIC:
Say goodbye, a**hole.

- TRIS:
Goodbye.

- FOUR:
Move and you die!

- ERIC:
The stiff?

(CHUCKLING)

Two stiffs.

Two dead stiffs.

- MAX:
You can't let a single

Divergent slip through.

- This is what happens.

- ERIC:
She's not gonna shoot me.

- TRIS:
Think you might be

overestimating my character.

- (GUNSHOT)

- (GROANS)

FOUR:
Run!

(GROANS)

(GUNSHOT)

-FOUR:
You were hit?

-TRIS:
Yeah.

- MAX:
Right there!

Don't move!

MAX:
Drop your weapons.

(MAN ANNOUNCING INDISTINCTLY ON PA)

- JEANINE:
Tobias Eaton.

And you, Beatrice.

I thought it was intellect

I was sensing in you.

- FOUR:
Maybe you're not as smart

as you think you are.

- TRIS:
Why are you attacking all

these innocent people?

- JEANINE:
Innocent people?

Abnegation, if left unchecked,

will destroy the faction system.

Same can be said of both of you.

Somebody has to stop you.

If we don't, peace will be lost.

- FOUR:
It's already been lost.

You destroyed it.

- JEANINE:
Human nature destroyed it.

Those of us with the vision to see that

are called upon to protect the rest.

We will restore the peace.

And this time, it will last.

And what if you're wrong?

Bring him with us.

(GROANS)

(CLICKS TONGUE) She's injured.

Any results would be unclear.

- You can get rid of her.

- SOLDIER:
All right.

(GROANING)

Get down!

(SIGHS)

SOLDIER:
Let's go. Come on!

MAN:
(ON PA) Additional security teams,

report to mobile command Level 5.

(GUNSHOT)

(GUNSHOTS CONTINUE)

- NATALIE:
Beatrice!

-TRIS:
Mom? Mom!

- NATALIE:
Beatrice.

Okay.

Okay, we gotta run!

- TRIS:
You were Dauntless.

- NATALIE:
Served me well today.

- TRIS:
Is Dad okay?

- NATALIE:
Yeah. He led a group over to Monroe

and State. We're gonna meet him there.

(YELLING INDISTINCTLY)

Let's go!

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

SOLDIER:
Copy 1-9!

(PANTING)

(FIRING CONTINUES)

- TRIS:
Will! Will!

Will!

Will, stop! Stop!

- TRIS:
Stop!

- (GUNSHOT)

I...

- NATALIE:
Okay. Come on, honey. We gotta go.

- TRIS:
I killed him.

I killed him. I killed him.

- NATALIE:
Come here.

Okay.

Let's go find your father.

- Cover me.

-TRIS:
No.

I'll go.

- GUARD:
Got it, sir!

(YELPS)

NATALIE:
Don't stop!

Don't stop!

Go!

(GUNSHOTS FIRING)

(GROANS)

-TRIS:
You okay?

-NATALIE:
Yeah, good. I'm good.

- TRIS- Okay!

TRIS:
Let's go! We're good.

Mom?

Mom... What is it?

Hey...

Mom! Mom! Mom!

Mom! Mom, no!

Mom! Mom!

(SOBBING)

Mom? Mom! Mom, wake up!

Mom!

Oh, my God, Mom!

(GUNSHOTS CONTINUE)

Stop! Stop!

(SOBBING)

I love you, Mom...

Oh, my God!

(PANTING)

(SOBBING)

IN A BUILDING WHERE HER FATHER IS:

TRIS:
Where's my father?

ANDREW:
Beatrice?

(PEOPLE WHISPERING INDISTINCTLY)

Your mother?

- TRIS:
She saved me.

(SNIFFLES)

She saved me.

- ANDREW:
Then it wasn't in vain.

We need to leave here.

- MARCUS:
Are there soldiers outside?

- TRIS:
No, it's clear.

- CALEB:
I should have believed you.

I left as soon as I realized.

Why is this happening?

I don't understand.

Why are Dauntless

fighting for Erudite?

- TRIS:
They don't know what they're doing.

They're under simulation.

We need to wake 'em up.

I need to get into Dauntless.

MARCUS:
That's a fortress.

It's not gonna happen.

- TRIS:
I can get us in there.

On the Train:

TRIS:
Get ready.

- ANDREW:
What now?

- TRIS:
You're not gonna like it.

On a Roof of the Dauntless Compound:

- TRIS:
There's a net at the bottom.

Don't think, just jump.

(GROANS)

(PANTING)

- TRIS:
Are you good?

Good?

Let's go.

Wait here.

Against the wall.

Against the wall!

How are you awake?

- PETER:
Because I'm smarter than you.

And they need me.

- TRIS:
Where are they controlling it from?

- PETER:
Why would I tell you that? It's

not like you're gonna shoot me.

- TRIS:
Why do people keep saying that?

(GUNSHOT)

(SCREAMS)

(GROANS)

Where are they controlling it from?

- MARCUS:
Did you really need to shoot him?

- TRIS:
Every minute we waste,

another Abnegation dies

and another Dauntless

becomes a murderer.

TRIS:
Peter, let's go.

That's it, isn't it?

- PETER:
Yeah.

- TRIS:
I've seen Jeanine go in there.

That's where she's

controlling it from.

- ANDREW:
Like you said, there

isn't a second to waste.

- TRIS:
Dad, no!

- (GUNSHOTS FIRING)

Dad...

- MAN:
Do whatever it takes...

- (GUNFIRE CONTINUES)

MAN:
Hey!

(GROANS)

(GRUNTS)

- TRIS:
Watch Caleb. I'm going in there.

(PEOPLE CHATTING INDISTINCTLY)

Hey. Hi.

(GRUNTS)

Four...

Four... Four, it's me.

You're in a sim.

- JEANINE:
He can't hear you.

Amazing, isn't it?

Everything we think of

that makes up a person,

thoughts, emotions, history...

All wiped away by chemistry.

- TRIS:
Four.

- JEANINE:
He's gone.

And we're all safer for it.

- TRIS:
Safer?

How are we safer?

- JEANINE:
The brilliance of

the faction system

is that conformity to the

faction removes the threat

of anyone exercising

their independent will.

Divergents threaten that system.

Don't get me wrong.

There's a certain beauty

in your resistance,

your defiance of categorization.

But it's a beauty we can't afford.

- TRIS:
Four, it's me. It's me.

Please, Four, look at me.

Look at me.

(GRUNTS)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Four! It's me!

(GROANING)

Four, stop!

Stop!

Stop...

Four... Please...

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