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SALLY (V.0.) (CONT'D)
Finally got his punchline, I guess. Poor
Eddie.
LAURIE:
Poor Eddie? How can you say that? After
what he--
SALLY:
Laurie, you're still young. You don't
understand how things change as time goes
by.
FUNERAL:
Blake's coffin is carried past Adrian, Dan and Dr.Manhattan.
LAURIE (V.0.)
Another lesson on time passing. Y'know,
you and Jon should get together and write
a book on the subject.
Sally reaches into a drawer and pulls out the old photo of
the Watchmen, the same one with Blake and Hollis Mason in it.
(CONTINUED)
28
CONTINUED:
(2)SALLY:
That leaves just two of the old team
left. Me and Hollis Mason.
She stops at Blake in the photo, regarding him.
EXT. CEMETERY - LATE AFTERNOON
SALLY (V.O.)
Eddie was the Comedian. He always thought
he'd get the last laugh.
As the PRIEST speaks, we move down the row of mourners,
stopping at Dr. Manhattan looking thoughtfully into Blake's
GRAVE:
INT. BAR - SAIGON - NIGHT - (FLASHBACK - 1964)
MATCH CUT TO:
Dr. Manhattan. In the night sky, a BURST ofFIREWORKS. Outside, a CROWD of Vietnamese people CHEER.
BLAKE (O.S.)
Fireworks.
A young Blake sits in a derelict Saigon bar, mean drunk. His
face is devoid of his trademark scar.
BLAKE (CONT'D)
You'd think this country'd had enough
goddamn fireworks. If we'd've lost this
war, I think it might have driven us
crazy, y'know? As a country. But we
didn't. Thanks to you.
DR. MANHATTAN
You sound bitter.
BLAKE:
Me? I think it's hilarious.
VIETNAMESE GIRL (O.S.)
Mr. Eddie?
They both turn. A pretty VIETNAMESE GIRL stands in the door.
She's pregnant, just starting to show.
BLAKE:
Fantastic. Just what I need.
VIETNAMESE GIRL:
The war is over now. We must talk.
(touching her abdomen)
About this.
(CONTINUED)
29.
CONTINUED:
Blake SLAMS his glass down. He glares at her, drunk and
dangerous.
BLAKE:
There's nothing to talk about cuz I'm
leaving. I'm gonna forget you and your
horrible, sweaty little country.
He turns away. Her eyes blaze with betrayal and hatred.
VIETNAMESE GIRL:
No. You will remember. You will remember
me and my country forever.
She SMASHES a bottle. Blake turns just as the broken SHARDS
SLASH HIS FACE, slicing him his jagged scar
BLAKE:
You b*tch! My face!
He PUSHES HER into the bar and DRAWS HIS PISTOL--
DR. MANHATTAN
Blake . don't.
BLAM! Blake shoots her; the Girl SLAMS against the far wall.
She drops, dead.
DR. MANHATTAN (CONT'D)
Blake. She was pregnant. You gunned her
down.
Blake turns on him, spitting fury.
BLAKE:
That's right! And you know what? You
watched me! You could've changed the gun
into steam or the bullets into mercury or
the bottle into snowflakes, but you
didn't, did you? You're drifting outta
touch, Doc--I've seen it. Don't tell me
the war got to you.
Blake walks off shouting "Medic!" Dr. Manhattan turns to the
girl's body and regards it, curious. MATCH CUT TO:
Dr. Manhattan looking down at Blake's grave. We move down to
ADRIAN:
30.
INT. WATCHMEN HEADQUARTERS - NIGHT - (FLASHBACK 15 YEARS AGO)
BLAKE (V.0.)
This is all bullshit.
Dan, fit and trim in full Nite Owl regalia, attends the
meeting of the "new" Watchmen. Rorschach is there, as is a
teenage Laurie, dressed in her tight spandex costume. Dr.
Manhattan, his age unchanged, stands with his girlfriend
JANEY SLATER, though he casts occasional glances at young
Laurie . who definitely glances back. Dan also pays
Laurie attention, but she is oblivious.
A younger Adrian, dressed as Oxymandias, leads the meeting.
ADRIAN:
What are you saying, Comedian?
Blake, now in his forties, smokes a CIGAR, feet on the table,
a FLASK in hand. The PAPER in his hand reads: "Arab Leaders
Call Dr. Manhattan: 'America's Weapon of Satan."'
BLAKE:
What I'm saying is this whole bringing
back the Watchmen thing is bullshit. It
didn't work twenty years ago, and it
ain't gonna work just because you want to
keep on playing Cowboys and Indians.
DAN:
Maybe we should agree on no drinking at
meetings. Look, Rorschach and I have made
real headway on the gang problem by
pooling our efforts.
Rorschach's voice is quiet, not yet its tortured rasp.
RORSCHACH:
That's true. But something like this
seems too big. Too bureaucratic.
ADRIAN:
Bureaucracies can be effective with the
right leadership--
BLAKE:
And that would be you, right Veidt? I
mean you're the "smartest guy in the
world," right?
ADRIAN:
It doesn't take a genius to see that the
world has problems.
(CONTINUED)
31.
CONTINUED:
BLAKE:
But it takes a roomful of morons to think
they're small enough for you guys to
handle. You people are a joke. You hear
Moloch's back in town and get your
panties in a bunch. You think that
matters?
RORSCHACH:
Of course it does. Justice matters.
BLAKE:
Justice. Hilarious. There's no such thing
as justice.
He stands, moving to Adrian's DISPLAY which outlines the
Watchmen's agenda: GANGS, RACKETEERING, DRUGS. Blake flicks
his ZIPPO and the display GOES UP IN FLAMES.
ADRIAN:
My display .
BLAKE:
Justice doesn't matter, alright? Because
twenty years from now we're all gonna be
dust. Mankind's been trying to kill each
other off since the beginning of time and
now we finally got the power to finish
the job. Ain't nothin' gonna matter when
the nukes start flying, and I promise you
they will. Then Ozymandias here is gonna
be the smartest man on the cinder.
He sneers and walks out. Silence. Uncomfortable in the wake
of truth, the others pack up to go, muttering apologies to
Adrian, but Adrian ignores them, staring at the flames
flickering across his face. He seems more thoughtful than
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