Dominion Page #6

INT. STRATOSPHERE – NIGHT

The highest point in Vegas, Michael’s home. He is the only

one willing to live at the top, as people fear angel attacks

and it is well above the wall’s defenses.

He lives in one of the restaurants, empty save for a desk, a

bed and stacks of books. One of the windows removed.

Michael sits cross-legged, alone, his eyes closed,

meditating... his lips move silently as if he’s speaking, or

praying.

Suddenly, he stops, his eyes snapping open, sensing. The

numbers on the elevator start rising. DING. The doors open

to reveal the man we saw find the tunnel, his face still

hidden behind his dusty cloak.

26.

Michael smiles, can’t believe it. The man removes his hood.

This is JEEP (49).

MICHAEL:

Jeep!

Jeep’s covered in modern, glyphic tattoos on his arms, up his

neck, his whole torso, exactly like the ones we saw written

on the MURALS around Vega.

And Jeep, like Rysen and Michael, was a hero of the

Extermination War and like Michael he exudes warrior. They

embrace warmly, old friends.

MICHAEL:

Sit.

Jeep sits. Michael hands him a glass of water.

JEEP:

I see you still like the highest

perch.

MICHAEL:

It’s been ten years. I thought you

were dead.

JEEP:

Nine and a half... but who’s

counting. What does everyone else

think?

MICHAEL:

The same. David Weel built you a

statue in memoriam...

JEEP:

That’s... creepy.

MICHAEL:

It wasn’t a good likeness... looks

more like Weel than you.

They share a laugh.

JEEP:

He hasn’t changed.

MICHAEL:

We all assumed the tattoos were

lost to us.

27.

JEEP:

No. I still carry the world’s

burden burned into my flesh.

MICAHEL:

Have you deciphered any of them?

JEEP:

It isn’t just a language to

decipher, it’s something else. And

from what I could find, there’s no

historical equivalent.

He takes a moment, a man used to being alone.

JEEP:

Much of the last nine years was

spent in wild goose chases looking

for the names of prophets I had

misspelled or tasks I thought I was

commanded to carry out.

(sighs)

Other than the Vicor prayer of

exorcism, which must have been a

fluke, the rest of the tattoos are

indecipherable.

Michael is unhappy to hear this. Jeep moves on to business.

JEEP:

How is he? What’s he like?

MICHAEL:

(grimaces)

Undisciplined, strong willed,

passionate, mercurial.

(beat)

Good.

JEEP:

Can you bring him to me?

MICHAEL:

Yes. Why?

JEEP:

Everything’s about to change.

He stands and stares out across the city scape far below...

JEEP:

War is coming.

END ACT ONE:

28.

ACT TWO:

INT. VIP BUNGALOWS – WEEL’S COMPOUND – NIGHT

The boy Roan startles awake on a couch, the last vestiges of

a nightmare still with him. He looks around, fearful, sees

the sleeping women arranged near him, the room full.

Very carefully, he slips out of bed. His movements silent as

he leaves the room.

EXT. VIP BUNGALOWS – WEEL’S COMPOUND -NIGHT

Roan easily slides past the female guards as he disappears

into the shadows.

INT. CLAIRE’S PRIVATE QUARTERS – RYSEN TOWER – NIGHT

Inside a small ANTE CHAMBER, Claire, dressed for bed, kneels

before an alter, set up as a place of worship, the CHOSEN

BABY we saw earlier in murals the focus.

She lights a single candle and then HEARS a bell and goes to

the entrance as RYSEN limps in leaving his guard behind.

Father and daughter hug. They’re close and she fawns over

him, but she’s also nervous to tell him her truth.

Rysen is contemplative, in his own head as he transits to the

window, stares down at the city.

RYSEN:

(sotto)

The people have lived behind these

walls so long they’ve forgotten

they’re not prisoners.

Claire doesn’t know what he’s talking about, but she steps

forward on her own mission.

CLAIRE:

Father, there’s something I need to

tell you....

But before she can get the words out, he turns and cuts her

off...

RYSEN:

I’ve decided to step down from

ruling Vega. The city is strong

enough now to give power back to

the people. Let them make up their

own way going forward.

29.

CLAIRE:

(stunned)

Senator Weel will never give up

power that easily. If you step

down, he’ll step in. He won’t

allow the people to govern

themselves.

RYSEN:

It doesn’t have to be that way.

CLAIRE:

Why now? We’ve worked so hard to

build this city into what it is.

You can’t just give up.

Rysen stares at her for a long beat.

RYSEN:

You have a strength of character

that Vega desperately needs

Claire.... You’ll be important to

its survival and soon you’ll be

called on to protect it.

Claire reacts, uncertain what he means by that.

RYSEN:

Now what is it you wished to tell

me?

CLAIRE:

I...

Claire can’t get the words out.

CLAIRE:

It can wait...

Rysen’s exhausted, it’s late, he nods. He walks to her and

kisses her on the forehead.

For a long moment, he stares at her as if saying goodbye,

memorizing her face... then he exits.

Claire watches after him, her mind spinning.

INT. SENATOR WEEL’S BUNGALOW – NIGHT

Arika sleeps alone in a large bed as a MAN enters in a cloak.

He slowly approaches the bed, when suddenly Arika spin-sits,

quick reactions of a soldier and points a gun at him.

30.

The man steps into the dim light. It’s David Weel. He

grins.

DAVID:

You’re as paranoid as ever.

ARIKA:

If that were true... you’d be dead.

Arika relaxes a little, exhales.

DAVID:

Tell me about the boy, Roan? I’ve

never seen any of your children.

Why bring him here?

ARIKA:

Roan isn’t one of our children.

He’s favored by Helena. She dotes

on him like an adopted son.

DAVID:

Why?

ARIKA:

He’s a savant, knows twenty

languages, can play a Bach piano

concerto and recite Shakespeare.

His knowledge of history is

astonishing. He’s amazing,

teaching us many things, but he’s

painfully shy and needs to be

treated gently. Roan wanted to see

the great city of Vega and Helena

denies him nothing. She believes

he’s special... very special.

DAVID:

Do you?

ARIKA:

I’ve never seen a child like him.

DAVID:

A boy with those kind of gifts

could be useful to Vega.

ARIKA:

He’s not for sale.

DAVID:

Everything has a price...

31.

Arika raises an eyebrow and stares at David. She smiles

seductively and sits up, lets the sheet fall away, revealing

her athletic nude body.

She tugs open his cloak as he watches her, David’s naked

underneath. Arika looks into his eyes as she takes hold,

almost a challenge, then goes down on him.

David’s head rolls back in ecstacy...

INT/EXT. SENATOR WEEL’S TOWER – NIGHT

Roan has made his way to the 20th floor exterior stairwell,

which is now fortified with GIANT ANGEL REPELLING SPIKES that

point away from the building. He reaches out and touches the

SPIKES, OUCH, they’re sharp and yanks his hand back. Then he

climbs up on the ledge for a better look...

With a childlike curiosity he gazes out over Vega’s walls, a

killer view, breathes in deep, enjoying the fresh air, and

takes in the sight of the city, the soft morning glow just

touching the horizon. It’s beautiful and it seems to calm

him.

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