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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 asetting 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
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 soClaire 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.
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.
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.
47.
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.
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
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.
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