Dogma Page #24

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SILENT BOB:

No ticket.

Rufus rubs his jaw. Bethany crawls up beside him, breathing heavily.

BETH ANY:

I should have known something was wrong when he paid for all the drinks.

INT UNDERGROUND GARAGE - NIGHT

A door is kicked open. Loki enters, brushing himself off. Bartleby follows.

LOKI:

The Apostle is here!

BARTLEBY:

I noticed.

LOKI:

If that's the case, then chick with him must be...

BARTLEBY:

The Scion, I'd imagine.

(leans against the wall; slides down)

LOKI:

(in a panic)

Well, sh*t man! Maybe we should rethink this whole thing! I mean, you heard

the guy - he said there were consequences. Azrael tells us we're marked.

Maybe there's more to this than we thought about.

Bartleby leans against the wall, sitting on the ground. His demeanor has

changed. He stares into space.

BARTLEBY:

There sure is.

(beat)

It's them.

LOKI:

(beat)

What?

BARTLEBY:

(shakes his head)

Them.

LOKI:

(thinks)

The movie about the giant ants?

BARTLEBY:

Them - the humans. It's what it all comes down to. you know? Us against

humanity... kind of like that giant ant movie.

LOKI:

(beat)

Are you alright?

BARTLEBY:

I'm better than alright. I've had an epiphany, my friend.

LOKI:

An... epiphany. Yes, well... that'll happen.

BARTLEBY:

When that sweet, innocent girl let her mission slip, I suddenly understood

it all - everything. For the first time in all these eons, I get it.

LOKI:

(beat)

Get what?

BARTLEBY:

In the beginning, it was just us and Him. Angels and God. And then He

created the humans. And He gave them more than He ever gave us. Our's was

designed to be a life of servitude and worship - adoration. But He gave the

humans more - He gave them a choice. They can choose to ignore God, choose

to acknowledge Him. All this time we've been down here, everyday I felt the

absence of the Divine presence. And it pained me... as I'm sure it must

have pained you sometimes, even though you'd gloss over it with jokes. But

we feel his absence, and why? Because of the way He made us -as servants.

Had we been given free will, we could ignore the pain... like them.

LOKI:

You know - maybe you should take a nap or something.

BARTLEBY:

Loki, don't you get it? It's the humans - it's always the humans. They were

given paradise; they threw it away. They were given this planet; they

destroyed it. They were favored best among all His endeavors; and some of

them don't even believe He exists. Their ego-mania corroded Hell and made

it dark and crimson.

(looks at Loki)

I asked you to lay down your sword years ago - why?

Because I felt sorry for them. And where did it get us?

Thrown out.

(smiles)

We've paid our debt. Don't you think it's time we went home? And to do

that, I think we have to dispatch our would-be dispatchers.

LOKI:

Wait, wait, wait - kill them?! You're talking about the Last Scion, for

Christ's sake! And what about Jay and Bob - I mean, those guys were

alright.

BARTLEBY:

Don't, my friend. Don't let your sympathies get the best of you, as they

did me way back when. Scion or not, she's just a human. And regardless, our

sins are forgiven by passing through that arch. No harm, no foul.

LOKI:

That sounds thin.

BARTLEBY:

Fine. We'll cover ourselves. We'll take out a slew of people. Maybe amidst

the body count, He won't notice.

LOKI:

Oh, that's being realistic.

Bartleby reaches out and grabs Loki, slamming him against the wall.

BARTLEBY:

I'm going home, Loki. And nobody - not even the Almighty Himself - is going

to make that otherwise.

Bartleby releases Loki and smiles. He exits. Loki watches him.

LOKI:

Sh*t.

He follows.

EXT CAMP FIRE - NIGHT

Another Newspaper headline regarding 'John Doe Jersey' fills the frame. It

is lowered to reveal Jay, Bethany, and Rufus sitting around a makeshift

fire in the middle of nowhere. Jay rolls a joint. Silent Bob reads the

paper.

BETHANY:

I don't understand why we couldn't stay on the train. You threw those guys

off.

RUFUS:

A very basic strategy - if your enemies know where you are, then don't be

there.

BETHANY:

And what's with that? Why are we enemies? The guy almost gutted me, for

God's sake!

JAY:

He had the knife at your throat. To gut you, he'd have to have the knife at

your stomach.

BETHANY:

Semantics! Semantics that don't even answer mv question.

RUFUS:

Well, I know I'd perceive the person sent to kill me as my enemy.

BETHANY:

What do you mean, kill? I wasn't asked to kill them -just stop them from

going into that church.

RUFUS:

And how were you going to do that? Preoccupy them with a game of Bingo?

BETHANY:

I've never killed anything before in my life!

JAY:

I'll do it.

RUFUS:

Shut the f*** up, little man - you couldn't kill a pint of ice cream, let

alone an angel.

JAY:

F*** you - I can kill an angel as good as the next guy.

RUFUS:

Oh yeah? How' would you do it?

JAY:

I'd give him a Van Damme neck-break, like in 'Hard Target'. D'jou see that

flick?

RUFUS:

(ignoring jay; to Bethany)

Killing an angel's a two-step process - first you have to cut off their

wings. which then makes them human. From that point on, it's the same as

killing anything else - head or heart, take your pick.

BETHANY:

You say it as if it's easy.

RUFUS:

(oblivious to Jay)

Problem is, I don't think we could pull it off even if we wanted to. All

this time away from the Divine Presence should have made those two weaker -

and those guys felt far from weak. Either that or someone's protecting them

- someone with juice.

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