Thor: Ragnarok Page #10

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GRANDMASTER:

Now listen to that. He's

threatening me. Hey, Sparkles,

here's the deal. If you wanna get

back to Ass-place, Assberg...

THOR:

Asgard.

GRANDMASTER:

Any contender who defeats my

champion, their freedom they shall

win.

THOR:

Fine. Then point me in the

direction of whoever's ass I have

to kick.

GRANDMASTER:

That's what I call, contender!

Direction would be this way, Lord.

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THOR:

Loki!

Guards arrive. They haul Thor up and escort him out.

33 OMITTED 33

34 INT. THE ARENA - GLADIATOR CELLS - NIGHT 34

Thor is shoved into a spacious cell where other alien

prisoners are lurking in the back.

The thick cell door SLAMS SHUT behind Thor. Thor gets up and

immediately begins THROWING his shoulder into the door. The

door doesn't budge, not even a little.

Behind him, KORG, a hulking Kronan rock alien, speaks up.

KORG:

Hey! Take it easy man!

(Thor looks back)

Over here. The pile of rocks

waving at you. Yeah I'm actually a

thing, I'm a being. Allow me to

introduce myself, my name is Korg.

I'm kind of like the leader in

here. I'm made of rocks, as you

can see, but don't let that

intimidate you. You don't need to

be afraid unless you're made of

scissors.

(GIGGLES to himself)

Just a little rock-paper-scissor

joke for you. This is my very good

friend over here, Miek. He's an

insect and has knives for hands.

MIEK, a slug alien inside a robot exoskeleton, says hello by

doing some karate moves.

THOR:

You're a Kronan, aren't you?

KORG:

That I am.

THOR:

How'd you end up in here?

KORG:

Well, I tried to start a revolution

but didn't print enough pamphlets,

so hardly anyone turned up.

(MORE)

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KORG (CONT'D)

Except for my mom and her

boyfriiend, who I hate. As

punishment, I was forced to be in

here and become a gladiator. Bit

of a promotional disaster.

(secretive)

But I'm actually organizing another

revolution. I don't know if you'd

be interested in something like

that. Do you reckon you'd be

interested?

Thor tries to run ahead down the circle and loops back around

behind Korg.

THOR:

How did you...

KORG:

Yeah, no. This whole thing is a

circle. But not a real circle,

more like a freaky circle.

THOR:

This doesn't make any sense.

KORG:

No, nothing makes sense here. The

only thing that does make sense, is

that nothing makes sense.

THOR:

Has anyone here fought the

Grandmaster's Champion?

KORG:

Doug has. Doug!

(realizes)

Oh, right, Doug's dead. That's

right. Everyone who fights the

Grandmaster's champion perishes.

THOR:

What about you? You're made of

rocks.

KORG:

Perishable rocks.

(a pebble FALLS OFF)

There you go. Another one gone.

Yeah, no, I just do the smaller

fights, warm up the crowd and

whatnot. Wait. You're not gonna

face him, are you?

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THOR:

Yes I am. Fight him, win, and get

the hell out of this place.

KORG:

That's exactly what Doug used to

say. See you later, new Doug.

Korg walks away and approaches Miek.

A35 EXT. ASGARD - STREETS - SUNSET A35

The streets of Asgard are cold and silent, save for the

occasional distant sounds and screams of a city under siege.

35 OMITTED 35

A36 INT. THRONE ROOM - CONTINUOUS A36

Moving down the throne room corridor we see-

-SEVERAL DEAD EINHERJAR GUARDS.

One guy is still alive, desperately trying to crawl away.

SHLNK! A black blade finishes him off.

Reveal HELA and SKURGE looking down at the carnage.

Hela directs her attention to FRESCOS ON THE CEILING. Like

the Sistine Chapel, except these depict Asgard's shining

influence on the Nine Realms. Bountiful harvests, shepherds

with full flocks, common folk throwing parades for Asgard's

army, etc.

HELA:

Does no one remember me?

(awaiting an answer)

Has no one been taught our history?

Look at these lies. Goblets and

garden parties? Peace treaties?

Hela leads them towards the throne.

HELA (CONT'D)

Odin... proud to have it... ashamed

of how he got it.

Hela FIRES SPIKES into the ceiling, RIPPING DOWN plaster.

Beneath the surface are older Frescos. These ones are far

more dark and sinister.

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Soldiers in battle. Blood. A giant war wolf. Young Odin

and young Hela. Slaves building the palace.

Skurge is at least somewhat disturbed by this.

HELA (CONT'D)

We were unstoppable. I was his

weapon in the conquest that built

Asgard's empire. One by one, the

realms became ours.

Hela turns from the murals to address Skurge.

HELA (CONT'D)

But then, simply because my

ambition outgrew his...he banished

me, caged me, locked me away like

an animal. Before that, Asgard's

warriors were honored, their bodies

buried as heroes beneath this very

place.

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