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Jeep moves and stands next to Alex. Alex won’t even look at

him.

ALEX:

As I said... I’ve got nothing to

say to you.

JEEP:

Then I’ll do the talking.

Jeep takes out a photo, holds it out to Alex. Alex isn’t

going to acknowledge the gesture until he sees that the photo

is old, yellow:
a shot of a woman taken in the light of a

setting sun.

Alex’ eyes dart to Jeep, questioning, and by his reaction we

can tell it’s Alex’ mother. Jeep nods.

44.

He takes the photo from Jeep. Alex stares at it like it’s

the Holy Grail, tears up.

ALEX:

I never knew there were photos of

my mother.

JEEP:

This is the only one.

(points at photo)

It’s been my lucky charm all these

years. Now it’s yours.

Jeep’s not a communicative man, this is the most he can do.

Father and son share a beat, then uncomfortable with the

intimacy, Jeep abruptly goes back to his position next to

Michael.

Alex gently places the photo in his pocket.

INT. UNDERGROUND - NIGHT

A dark cramped space. The only light, thin shafts shooting

down from the close ceiling above. Within those shafts we

make out the shape of the Eight-Ball Fat Momma.

She shifts position and we hear the clankle of her chains.

SOUNDS filter down, muffled.

She begins to cough and lurch, hacking, her head thrown

forward as if she is trying to expel something caught in her

throat, a regurgitating bird.

It’s hard to watch, but finally she produces a shiny object,

holds it up, turns it over in her hands...

INT. ARENA - NIGHT

The Arena is finally full. David stands, holds out his

hands. The crowd quiets.

We note that all the guards have communication mics, like

secret service agents, including Michael.

David speaks into a microphone and we see he’s a born leader,

a charismatic speaker.

DAVID:

Welcome Vega!

The crowd goes wild, then calms down as he lifts his arms.

45.

DAVID:

Tonight we celebrate our

resilience, our fortitude, our

collective courage. Every year we

use this, our Jubilee to be

reminded of the past... but also to

look forward. And in that spirit

of looking forward I have an

announcement of incredible

importance to our beloved city...

to Vega.

Again, huge cheers.

DAVID:

Tonight our city will become

stronger, more unified...

(smiles wide)

Tonight... It is my pleasure to

announce the engagement of Claire

Rysen to William Weel. Through

their marriage we join Vega’s two

greatest houses... the house of

Rysen and Weel, thus securing the

safety and future of our wondrous

city.

The crowd goes crazy as William stands, beaming and looks

across the way to Claire who sits, flabbergasted, fighting

back tears.

Alex stands, rigid, shocked, a hot knife plunged into his

heart.

Claire looks at her father accusingly, knows now what he was

talking about. The betrayal is devastating. Rysen’s face

says it all:
we have no choice. Claire’s legs won’t budge so

Rysen casually helps her up.

Claire can’t look at Alex, their hearts breaking in unison,

she doesn’t know what to do, as the crowd cheers the news

enthusiastically.

Alex’s eyes find Michael’s and in that moment we see

something we’ve not seen from the Archangel, intense

compassion for Alex.

Michael knows about the two lovers and understands his pain.

He gives Alex a slight nod of strength.

David lets the crowd enjoy the moment and then moves on to

the main event.

46.

DAVID:

As is our tradition at the Jubilee,

we celebrate the soldiers who stand

on our walls, who protect us and

keep us safe so that we can enjoy

this life. But tonight we have

something extra special.

INT. ARENA FLOOR - NIGHT

THOMAS FORD rises up into the CAGE on a platform and the

crowd goes wild.

DAVID:

Thomas Ford is one of Vega’s

greatest champions. A legend for

killing twenty two Eight-Balls in

battle with nothing but his

knife...

On the other side of the cage, a platform begins to rise from

below... and on it is chained the FAT MOMMA.

In the bright light she’s even more horrific: mottled grey

skin, black eyes, too long limbs.

The crowd goes completely silent in shock and horror, the

only SOUND in the entire arena the hissing of the wicked

angel and the jangle of her chains.

Thomas draws his sword.

DAVID:

There’s nothing to fear. We are in

control, but it is good, always

good, to be reminded of what we

face. What is out there waiting

for us. The thing that asks

nothing and takes all. Why we must

be diligent and disciplined in all

we do.

INT. RYSEN’S VIP BOX -SAME

Michael’s appalled, says to Rysen.

MICHAEL:

You allowed him to bring one into

the city? Are you out of your

f***ing mind?!

Rysen is as surprised and horrified as Michael.

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RYSEN:

I had no idea.

MICHAEL:

It must be destroyed.

INT. CAGE – NIGHT

In the silence, the possessed Momma cranes her neck, slowly

looking around the arena at the crowd and then up at Rysen’s

box, to Michael.

Her eyes rest on him.

INT. GABRIEL’S AERIE THRONE ROOM – OUTSIDE BOULDER -NIGHT

We enter the throne room of the Archangel GABRIEL.

Gabriel sits, alone and stares into space. He is the dark to

Michael’s light, looks like an ancient Roman god of War; his

malevolence surrounds him like a cloud.

Slowly, he raises his arm and gives a little wave...

INT. CAGE – NIGHT

...and like a marionette the Fat Momma does the same to

Michael.

Only Michael understands what it means as she grins.

Then we see a quick flash of METAL as she completes picking

the locks on her cuffs and slips free, the chains dropping to

the ground with a CLANG.

Lightning fast she’s up and over the cage wall and INTO the

crowd tearing a man in half and killing his wife with a blow

to the head... causing a hundred thousand people to stampede

all at once.

END ACT THREE:

48.

ACT FOUR:

INT. ARENA - NIGHT

A MASSIVE PANIC ensues as the crowd tries to get out of the

packed arena. Thomas Ford can’t exit the cage fast enough to

handle Momma as she mauls more of the crowd.

Guards rush towards the Eight-Ball to put her down, but she

leaps deeper into the crowd blocking them with the panicking

people behind her.

INT. WEEL’S VIP BOX -NIGHT

In the chaos, David, William, Arika and her entourage are

being hustled away by Senator Weel’s guard.

INT. RYSEN’S BOX – NIGHT

Alex grabs Claire and Rysen and with the other guards exit

out of the back of the box.

Jeep follows them as Michael leaps thirty feet from the edge

of Rysen’s box to the arena floor below, reaching the demonic

Momma before she kills again.

INT. ARENA FLOOR - NIGHT

Michael’s movements are heightened, look like they’ve been

taken from a time-lapse camera, as if he’s functioning

outside of gravity.

Michael is ambidextrous, both swords come out in a blur and

he cuts her down, but the place is out of control with

terror, people getting crushed under foot.

And then fuel hits the fire.

THE ALL ALERT EMERGENCY SIRENS blare. Other than practice

drills, no one has heard these alarms in years.

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