EXT. A CLEARING IN THE WOODS - SUNSET
POV: We are above, looking down upon a monolithic
slab of black volcanic stone lying flat upon the
earth, 3x2x1 format, about 8 feet long. The sides
are rough and jagged raw-hardened lava, but the
surface is perfectly flat and glossy, appearing to
have been melted. Upon the face of it we can see
the bas-relief image of a classic horned devil.
It looks both ancient and new. We hear OFF-CAMERA
VOICES commenting about it, the ON-CAMERA image
presenting a tour of the inscriptions on the stone,
as well as TITLE and CREDITS rolling by
JUNKY (OC)
Hey, this is really cool,
man. I've never been to
a Satanic Ceremony before.
And with a real live Coven.
JOCK (OC)
But first you're gonna have
to take a hit of this to
put you in the right vibe.
Their SHADOWS pass over the slab.
JUNKY (OC)
Hey, I'm always ready to get
high, man. It's what I DO!
(snorts)
Hey, what IS this weird
rock, anyway?
ACADEMIC (OC)
This is the "Hell Slab".
According to Our Warlock,
this stone is the portal
from Hell for the Devil
Malignan, also known as
"the Bloody Red One".
You can see his image
embossed into the surface
there.
JUNKY (OC)
The Devil Malignan? Cool
name. Ugly fucker.
(smoking joint)
ACADEMIC (OC)
Oh, ugly indeed. Last
sighted, as far as we know,
in the Ukraine, 1969.
Seems a small town was
wiped off the map, along
with everyone in it.
Actually, most of the Red
One's history is unknown,
since very few witnesses
survive to report any
details.
There are drawings that
resemble this one found
in Ancient Babylon. The
earliest actual sighting
of him known to historians
of arcane lore was during
the siege and destruction
of Carthage in 146 BC.
He has reportedly been
summoned up from Hell
several times since then,
usually to serve as a
secret weapon. Such as
by Morgan leFey against
Merlin and the Knights of
Camelot.
And it is said that the
Nazis had turned him loose
on the beach at Normandy
in WWII, but that he also
went wild and killed just
as many Nazis as anyone
else.
JUNKY (OC)
Cool. (smoking) But hey,
you guys don't really
believe you're gonna
conjure up a real devil,
do you? Come on, I mean...
ACADEMIC
Oh ho ho, not actually, of
course. It's all symbolic.
JOCK
Naw, man. Just an old myth,
you know.
JUNKY
... I mean, that's too far
out even for ME. And I 'm
into some pretty weird shit,
man. But Symbolic, yeah,
that's okay. Whatever
expands your mind, man--
that's what it's all about.
(snorts)
You guys don't want any?
ACADEMIC
(afraid)
Uh...no, thank you.
JOCK
(lying)
Naw, man, we're already
flying, just letting you
catch up.
JUNKY
Catchin' up, catchin' up.
Whew, this is some HEAVY
shit! In fact, what's IN
this joint? It's pretty...
man, I gotta sit down...
(comes into view,
unsteadily sits on
Slab)
...hey... I thought a Coven
was supposed to be thirteen?
Aren't we... One... too...
many?
(passes out)
JUNKY falls into the picture, collapsing back upon
the Ceremonial Slab.
POV: CONVENTIONAL ANGLE, DEEP FOREST SURROUNDING
THE HELL-SLAB. The 2 nearest MEN are standing
over JUNKY sprawled out on the Hell-Slab. 11 other
COVEN MEMBERS farther back are gathering for the
ceremony, putting on robes.
JOCK
(calling to the others)
Okay, our sacrificial lamb
is ready for slaughtering.
MOUSY
(approaches nervously)
Is he...?
JOCK
Just stoned right now, we
needed him alive.
MOUSY
Oh my God, we're really
going to do this, aren't
we?
ACADEMIC
Please do not call upon
"God" just now.
CUT TO: CU WARLOCK, a big stern-looking man, face
mostly hidden by beard and hood. He is watching
the last molten light of the sun vanishing,
waiting for the exact moment to begin.
BLONDE (OC)
I still don't quite under-
stand what I'm supposed to
be doing with this... cup.
WARLOCK
(turning to look at
her, irritated)
It's a consecrated Chalice,
not a "cup". You simply
hold it between you and
the Red One, to protect
yourself from his lust.
Now we see that WARLOCK and BLONDE are standing
apart from the others. The girl is wearing a
white robe, she is quite pretty, blonde, maybe 18
years old. She is holding The Chalice.
BLONDE
(facetious)
Oooo-- protect me from
that horny devil.
WARLOCK
Don't be facetious, it
symbolizes the sacred
vessel, as you represent
the holy virgin.
BLONDE
(sarcastic)
Yeah, right. I'm so holy.
WARLOCK
Just do it, it's quite
important. The sun is
almost down, go take your
place now, we're about to
begin.
POV changes as camera descends to reveal the SUNSET,
seen through the trees.
We see a coven of 13 COVEN MEMBERS dressed in red
robes stand around the polished stone slab, getting
ready for a ceremony. JUNKY is still lying
unconscious on the slab.
CU WARLOCK, silhouette from behind watching the
sun wink out on the horizon, he turns to us, nods,
speaks.
WARLOCK
The sun has set.
Walpurgisnacht has begun.
The 12 others in the COVEN, 6 men and 6 women,
light the torches they've been holding ready.
BLONDE has no torch, she is holding The Chalice
before her with both hands.
THE CHALICE appears to be made of translucent
white porcelain, but we don't get a good look
at it just yet.
WARLOCK
HARKEN O EVIL LORD MALIGNAN!
We now call forth The
Bloody Red One up from the
Fires of Hell, to become
manifest among us on Earth
Level, and to perform a
task for us.
Prepare the Sacrifice.
We see that JUNKY has been stripped naked, still
lying unconscious. The COVEN surrounds the stone:
A torch at the head, alternating man/woman, 6 on
each side, WARLOCK at the foot. The 6 MEN of the
COVEN each get a grip on JUNKY and spread him out
face down on the Hell Slab.
WARLOCK
[MAGIC WORDS.]
WARLOCK unsheathes a large KNIFE, holds it up to
show all, grabs JUNKY's hair, lifts his head and
cuts the man's throat with one neat swipe.
MOUSEY turns her head away, almost throwing up, but
does not protest in any way.
JUNKY awakens just enough to gargle and whimper a
little, then is silent. BLOOD runs over the surface
of the Hell Slab. WARLOCK steps back and waits.
WARLOCK
[MORE MAGIC WORDS.]
The slab trembles. The surface becomes a BRIGHT
RED, melts into a liquid, like quicksilver,
shimmying with energy from below. JUNKY's body
begins to SINK into the viscous mass. Then is
suddenly VIOLENTLY SUCKED DOWN under the surface
and is gone.
A moment later the surface begins to SWIRL, forms
a whirlpool that opens enough to catch a glimpse
down into a FLAMING HELL. CRUNCHING and SLOBBERING
noises come up from there.
CU ACADEMIC and MOUSY, looking very amazed-- and
nervous.
ACADEMIC
(whispering)
Oh my God-- oops, I mean
--By Satan! This is really
happening!
MOUSY
(also whispering)
I didn't really believe it...
WARLOCK
Silence!
Rise, Red One, rise!
Up out of the swirling volcanic soup, MALIGNAN the
Red One rises. And as he does, the viscous red-hot
lava within the slab BECOMES him, so that he takes
FORM as he rises. When he is complete the lava is
gone and what remains of the slab is a blackened
hollow shell, so thin that it shatters into a fine
powder when he steps out, and the Hell Slab itself
no longer exists.
Introducing our villain: MALIGNAN a genuine Devil.
And he looks like one; besides the usual horns,
tail, beady black evil-looking eyes, he's also
glistening with BLOOD oozing from naked flesh
because he has NO SKIN. But he's not a heavyweight
--tall but quite thin, a ridiculous blood-dripping
cartoon stick-figure-- although prodigiously male.
He looks hungry, and is still eating the last scraps
of JUNKY, greedily gobbling on the bloody femur
held in his hand.
MALIGNAN looks around, orienting himself to this
new world, hardly intimidated by it or the COVEN.
His demeanor is confident, aggressive... and
malignant, he enjoys doing harm.
MOUSY
Look, he's all red-- with
BLOOD!
SEXY
(whispering to JOCK)
THAT's it? It's so...
(squeaky voice)
...SCRAWNY!
JOCK
(louder)
Yeah, wasn't he supposed
to be bigger and stronger?
The Red One, hearing, sends them a sinister smile,
responding in perfect English:
MALIGNAN
Oh I shall become large
enough to satisfy you all:
the flesh of those I consume
becomes my own flesh. You
can watch me grow in size
and mass and strength... at
least until you too are
eaten.
They freeze before his gaze, believing his words.
ACADEMIC
It speaks... uhh ...
English!
MALIGNAN
(giving him an evil,
hungry look)
That's because I just ate an
American. (burps) And when
I consume you I'll know every-
thing you know too.
WARLOCK
(bellowing a hearty welcome)
Ave Satanas! The Red One
has risen! The Prince of
Darkness has given us a
tool to do his work!
ENTIRE COVEN
(being nervously
enthusiastic)
Ave! Hail!
BLONDE
Oooo, gross, is that really
BLOOD dripping?
MALIGNAN
Idiots, I am neither your
tool nor your slave. I am
incarnate once again for
the first time in many years,
and probably for this one
night only, so I shall not
waste it by serving your
wants, but my own. I lust
for virgins. I hunger for
flesh. It is you who shall
serve ME!
(evil smile)
And feed me...
The COVEN are afraid now, they all look to the
WARLOCK, who seems unperturbed.
WARLOCK
Not so fast, Red One, there
is a matter of Our Contract.
You would not be Corporeal
on Earthlevel at all had we
not raised you out of Hell
to perform a task for us.
We have sacrificed a man to
you. Now you must honor
the terms of Contract.
MALIGNAN
Not so fast yourself,
Warlock, to seal the
Contract you must first
give me a virgin to
ravish! I lust for
virgins even more than I
hunger for flesh!
(sniffs the air)
But damn, no virgins here!
Serve me one! She is to
be young and beautiful and
innocent-- and I want her
NOW!
WARLOCK
Ah, but we do have a virgin
for you, Red One.
(he points at BLONDE)
BLONDE
(alarmed now)
No, wait, I don't want to...
WARLOCK
(sternly to her)
Just do what I told you to
do.
BLONDE nervously holds The Chalice up between
her breasts, hoping it can protect her.
MALIGNAN
What is this?
(sniffs again)
She is NOT a virgin.
WARLOCK
(surprised)
Of course she is!
MALIGNAN
(viciously)
You think you can fool me?
I will EAT you for such
arrogance!
WARLOCK
(to her)
You swore to me that you
were a virgin--
you SHOWED me!
BLONDE
Well, I WAS...
until last night.
(she glances over to JOCK,
who rolls his eyes away in
nervous embarrassment)
WARLOCK
(enraged)
You foolish little bitch!
Do you know what you've
done?
MALIGNAN
(amusedly intrigued)
Ah? Then you really have
NO virgin to give me?
MALIGNAN looks the COVEN WOMEN over once more.
They are afraid.
SEXY
I'm not a virgin! I'm not!
MOUSEY
Not me either! Not me!
MALIGNAN
(pleased but wicked smile)
Then we have no contract.
I am a free agent.
WARLOCK
Wait! We can find you a
virgin!
MALIGNAN
Oh, I'm not helpless. I'll
just go find one myself.
But first I'm going to
consume you all... NOBODY
MOVES!
¨
MOUSY
(trying to turn away and leave)
Oh, I can't look away from
his eyes... Oh, I can't move
at ALL!
They are all frozen in place, unable to escape as
MALIGNAN walks among them, sniffing here now and
then. He comes to the BLONDE, who is very afraid
now, and he stops in front of her.
BLONDE
No... Help me, Warlock!
WARLOCK
It's your own fault, you
slut.
MALIGNAN
(wicked smile)
That's all right, my dear.
I can still use you. Come
here.
Afraid, she comes toward him as commanded, unable
to resist, but still holding The Chalice between
her and him, which he ignores. MALIGNAN studies
her up close.
MALIGNAN
You're quite fresh,
probably nice and tasty.
He sniffs her, not shy to poke his face against her
bosom, MALIGNAN touches her in a seemingly
affectionate way.
BLONDE manages to lift The Chalice up so that his
hand just grazes it.
There is a SPARK and a HISS upon contact, black
smoke curdles up, MALIGNAN jumps back as if burned.
He rubs his wrist, but does not seem especially
angry, more respectful.
MALIGNAN
Oh, one of those authentic
religious relics, eh? That
one's actually got a hefty
charge, probably blessed by
a Pope or something.
MALIGNAN moves toward the girl again, she raises
The Chalice as a defense, but he slaps it out of
her hands. There is a quick little spark and a
wisp of smoke, but if it hurts he ignores it. The
Chalice goes flying out of sight into the night,
landing with a clatter in the dark.
And then MALIGNAN moves in to eat BLONDE.
SFX: when MALIGNAN'S mouth opens to eat people, it
gets much bigger, expanding to bite 3 times normal
volume, his teeth too, bristling in pointed rows.
To accommodate that distortion, his face is
scrunched up to his horns and his head tips back.
He's an eating machine.
We see the horrified faces of the COVEN, rather
than what the devil is doing to her, but we hear
her screaming, and the sounds of bones crunching
and flesh ripping, until the screaming suddenly
stops.
MOUSY
Oh God, it's REALLY eating
her! Run.. run!
ACADEMIC
I can't! Can't move!
SEXY
Neither can I! Help me!
CU MALIGNAN greedily eating bloody gobs of human
meat, obviously enjoying it, gorging it into his
mouth, eating fast, blood squirting all over,
licking his fingers. Grunting like a pig, he's a
disgusting slob.
The COVEN is quite upset now, everyone wants to
run away. But no one can.
MALIGNAN
Mmmm, she was a nice girl.
Okay, next?
ARROGANT
(complaining to WARLOCK)
Hey, what is this anyway?
This wasn't our deal, this
devil is supposed to work
for us tonight-to kill who
we tell it to kill.
MALIGNAN
The deal is that I am out
OF control, and am instead
IN control. Come here,
I'll show you.
MALIGNAN stands where he is, and ARROGANT begins
to walk toward him, obviously against his will.
He is struggling, but comes directly to the devil
anyway.
ARROGANT
(afraid now)
No.. no, please! I'm sorry!
I didn't mean to offend
you.. don't hurt me, please!
MALIGNAN
Oh I can hardly be offended
by you, or any human,
you're just food. Give me
your hand.
ARROGANT presents his hand to MALIGNAN, who opens
his mouth to accept it. There is a twitch as the
man to tries to ward the teeth away, but his hand
passes in to the elbow and...
ARROGANT
N-n-no! Please! I'll pay
you! No..
MALIGNAN takes the entire arm in one bite. Blood
spurts. The man screams.
The WARLOCK evidently knew this would happen, he
is prepared. He touches a MEDALLION that hangs
around his neck, which sparkles once, then he is
the only one who can move. He calmly backs away,
slowly, out of the torchlight. Then turns and
slips into the darkness.
ACADEMIC
It's got some kind of
hypnotic power, holding
us here!
JOCK
Hey, look, the Warlock's
gone! He's just left us
here!
MOUSY
Warlock, save us! Help!
EXT. DEEPER IN THE WOODS - NIGHT.
We follow the WARLOCK, walking briskly. He looks
back at the torch-lit scene receding through the
trees, now at a safe distance away. He can hear
the COVEN crying out behind him as he walks briskly
through the forest, but does not seemed to be
concerned about them. Nor does he appear to be
worried about his own safety.
In fact, he takes a moment to pick up The Chalice
from where it had landed. Then he simply sits on
a stump and waits, listening to the screams.
DYKE(O.C:)
(from afar)
No, not me... yaaaa
(crunch)
WARLOCK checks his watch. More screams out in the
dark. Then he is satisfied and walks through the
forest at a brisk pace. To where a dark station
wagon is parked beside a road. He gets in and
drives off, using no headlights.
EXT. LATER, SAME CLEARING - SAME NIGHT.
We see an overview of MALIGNAN in the clearing,
strewn with the clothing of his victims, although
no bodies remain. One of the COVEN remains alive,
still frozen in place, waiting for him to consume
her. The devil has grown much bigger now.
CU SEXY, who is shaking and shuddering. She is wet
with sweat and tears, almost out of her mind now.
MALIGNAN (O.C.)
(voice much more powerful)
So who's scrawny now?
Still feel like laughing
at the Red One?
She shakes her head, the only thing she can move,
unable to speak
MALIGNAN (O.C.)
Look at me! This is what
I become when I consume
the flesh of men. I now
contain the physical
strength and mass of 12
mortals. I'm magnificent,
am I not?
She nods her head obediently.
POV: OVERVIEW
First now we clearly see what MALIGNAN has become:
he is at least seven feet tall, body thick with
hard bulging muscle, tail now heavy and powerful.
He parades before SEXY to show off.
MALIGNAN
But I want MORE, of course!
More strength, more mass.
A devil is never satisfied.
He moves up very close to her, stinking of sulfur
and oozing blood, she closes her eyes and almost
vomits, but cannot step away.
MALIGNAN rips off her robe, then the clothes
underneath, leaving her naked.
MALIGNAN
You look good too. That's
why I saved you till last.
(he sniffs at her, arms, hair)
Too bad you're not a virgin,
I would have enjoyed
ravaging you.
SEXY
(finally speaks in
last-chance fear)
Oh, y-you c-can ravage me
anyway, please do. Just
don't eat m-m-me...
MALIGNAN
Sorry, I can only ravage
virgins, them's the rules.
A shame, really, you have
such a nice body.
SEXY
Oh, I-I-I am a virgin! I
lied before!
MALIGNAN
Ha ha, nice try. But you
don't smell like one. It's
the smell of purity and
innocence that turns me on.
You smell like you've been
a bad girl all your life-
which I have to admire and
respect, being a devil
myself. At least you'll
taste good.
SEXY
Please! I'll do anything--
I'll ravage you, if you
want. I'm an expert at
pleasing men, I can make
your time here very good,
or.. You're a stranger
here, I can be your guide!
MALIGNAN
Aw, that's very nice of
you, but don't worry about
me, I can take care of
myself. And I've learned
everything about this
part of the world from all
of those brains I've just
eaten, so I know my way
around, more or less.
SEXY
I can help you find a
virgin!
MALIGNAN
(as if interested)
Oh, do you know one? Has
to be pubescent, by the
way, otherwise no smell-
only good for eating.
SEXY
Uh...sure, of course.
MALIGNAN
You'd do that for me?
Sacrifice one of your own
kind?
SEXY
I'd sacrifice my own
sister to stay alive.
MALIGNAN
Oh, you ARE evil, I like
that! I wish you were a
virgin! And you have
wonderful breasts.
(he puts his face to them)
I like breasts.
SEXY screams as he eats them. We only see it from
behind him, don't want to dwell on this stuff, do
we?
MALIGNAN
Oh, don't fret so much,
girl, being consumed is
actually a far better fate
than being ravaged by a
devil. You die either way,
but the virgin's soul is
mine to take back to Hell
and ravage again and again
for eternity.
She screams on as he continues to eat her up, then
falls silent. After a little more munching and
crunching, MALIGNAN turns to face us, licking his
fingers, belching. No trace of the woman remains.
MALIGNAN
Ahhh. She tasted good,
for a bad girl. Quality
pain.
(then he looks at us
and soliloquizes)
Well, I've only got tonight,
so I'd better go live it to
the fullest. Eat some more
flesh, yea verily, become
even stronger, all the
better to kill and destroy,
for those are my joys.
And yea, slake my lust-
gotta find me some virgins
somewhere.
MALIGNAN walks from the clearing to where the
COVEN had parked their cars.
There are 6 cars: among them a Mercedes Benz
convertible, a Cadillac, a large SUV, and a
classic open Ferrari roadster. MALIGNAN studies
them with wonder. He caresses the lines of a the
Mercedes, feeling the metal and glass.
MALIGNAN
Cars have certainly changed
since I was last incarnate.
It's amazing just what those
stupid mortals are capable
of-- making devices as
wonderful as this machine.
It's beautiful.
He fondles the windscreen of the Mercedes,
squeezing, testing. The glass crunches, his hand
creates a spider web of cracks, and with an easy
jerk, he rips the entire windscreen off the car
and casts it into the windscreen of the SUV,
smashing that one too.
He lifts the Mercedes by the front bumper, tipping
it up on the back wheels. Then he levers it up
onto his shoulder and is bearing the full weight.
He throws the Mercedes at the Cadillac. They smash
together, glass spraying, metal crumpling. He then
tips and tosses the SUV into the pile. Rips a fuel
tank free and squashes it, spraying gasoline over
the cars.
MALIGNAN (CONT)
What joy! --the wanton
destruction of beautiful
and worthy things. It is
true vandalism, the best
kind.
He approaches the Ferrari, but stops, admiring the
lines of the gleaming red roadster.
MALIGNAN (CONT)
No, not this one. It's
like a virgin. I will
accept it, and use it.
MALIGNAN turns back to the other cars and
continues his little game of destruction. Again
and again, smashing the cars, tearing doors off,
ripping out upholstery. Sparks are generated,
fire blossoms, until the carnage is total.
MALIGNAN steps back, quite gratified, if not
satisfied.
MALIGNAN (CONT)
That was fun. But these
machines were heavy. I
need more strength. More
flesh.
He goes to the Ferrari, smells it, then goes to
the clearing and finds the clothes of the owner by
smell, ARROGANT, and takes the keys out of
a pocket.
Moments later MALIGNAN is speeding away in the
Ferrari. It's a tight fit, he's actually too big,
bulging up over the open roadster.
MALIGNAN (CONT)
This is great! Speed,
power, what a terrific way
to find more victims. I
can't complain, those Devil
worshippers have served me
rather well: life, food,
and transportation.
Thanks guys.
(shifting gears, wound
out full speed)
Now to get me some more
delicious and delectable
people to eat.
And then some wonderfully
innocent young female to
ravage. Oh where, oh where
can I find...
INT. ANGELA'S ROOM - NIGHT
CU PETER, obviously a nice young man, about 20,
handsome, sympathetic--nothing like those people
we've met up to now. However, he finishes the
devil's last sentence:
PETER
...a VIRGIN? I didn't
think there were any left.
CU ANGELA's beautiful--in fact angelic-- face.
Fluffy blonde hair, no makeup, perfect skin.
First impression: innocent, sexy, smart, and
quite passionate at this moment.
ANGELA
Well, don't act like it's
a mortal sin or something.
I can't help it, it's just
worked out that way.
I mean, it doesn't have to
be a permanent condition,
does it? Sure hope not,
anyway.
We see the entire room, the two of them sitting on
her bed, facing each other. This is ANGELA's
student apartment in a big old wooden house in
college town Bellingham, Washington. It's compact
but cozy, bed/sofa, table & 1 chair, bookshelf
full of textbooks, a laptop, an old beat-up TV set.
Organic lifestyle, nothing expensive.
We can sense that they are just getting acquainted,
but are not shy of each other, and that they are
already in love, even if they don't know it yet.
PETER
No, I hope it's not
permanent too, Angela. In
fact, maybe we could do
something to fix it.
(he moves toward her)
ANGELA
Peter, I'm counting on you.
(she moves in too, raises her
arms to embrace and kiss him)
INT. SAME ROOM, SAME EVENING - SLIGHTLY LATER.
ANGELA and PETER are lying naked on her rumpled
bed, but they do not look satisfied. He is lying
on his side with back to her, she lying behind,
head propped up on a elbow, other hand touching
PETER's back in a soothing motion. Looks like the
classic sexual fiasco.
ANGELA
It's okay, Peter, don't
feel bad. It's me, I
know it is.
Actually this was way
better than with any
guy before-- I finally
got naked and into bed
with a man! Wowee!
PETER
Really? You are THAT
much a virgin?
ANGELA
It's like guys think I'm
a nun or something, a Holy
Virgin, whom they have been
given the sacred mission to
protect from a Fate Worse
Than Death.
That's why I'm still a
virgin--not because I want
to be-- there's something
about me that guys just
can't...uh...(shrugs)
..fuck.
PETER
Oh, I DO want to... uh...
yeah ok, fuck you, Angela.
I REALLY WANT to. But.. but
it also feels somehow like
I SHOULDN'T.
ANGELA
I know you want me, I can
tell. And I want you to
have me, touch me, make
love, everything
PETER
God, I'm sorry, Angela.
ANGELA
Oh Peter, you don't have
to say that.
PETER
Sorry-- oh shit. I'm just
embarrassed, I guess.
ANGELA
Listen Peter, I.. I like
you too.. oh, who am I
kidding? I've been
absolutely in love with
you ever since I first saw
you in our Comparative
Religions class.
PETER turns to face her.
PETER
Yeah, me too. Love at
first sight. I felt it hit
us both, pretty miraculous.
ANGELA
Then we both felt it!
(smiles)
Pretty neat, huh?
PETER
Yeah. Too bad I can't...uh..
Now facing each other, ANGELA slides up against
PETER, takes his hand and puts it on her butt.
ANGELA
We can keep trying. But
listen, I think you're the
nicest boy I ever met, and
even if there can't ever
be any sex...well, I'd
still like to be your girl
friend. If that's all
right?
PETER
Oh hey, Angela, as far as
I'm concerned, you already
ARE my girl friend. And
I'm not about to give up
trying to score here.
Maybe if we just relax
about it, it'll fix itself.
It's probably psychological.
You say it's been the same
with other guys?
ANGELA
Well, there have only been
a couple of innocent flirts
... but yes. It's like there's
a curse on me or something.
PETER
Yeah, it's pretty odd, all
right. But it helps to
know that it's not just me.
Well, I've got to go to the
campus library. My Psych term
paper is due at ten o'clock
tomorrow morning.
ANGELA
Oh. Too bad. I was hoping
you could spend the night.
PETER
Maybe I can come back
later tonight. Bye!
ANGELA
'Nite, Peter.
EXT. OUTSIDE THE BUILDING - NIGHT
PETER hops on his motor scooter and waves goodnight
to ANGELA in a window on the 2nd floor, then zips
off and away.
INT. ANGELA'S ROOM - NIGHT.
ANGELA is now wearing a bathrobe. She sits alone
at her desk with a thick textbook open, papers
everywhere, but she isn't looking at them, she's
dreamily staring off into space. Then she looks
directly at US to say what's on her mind.
ANGELA
(soliloquy)
Will he come back tonight?
Will he EVER come back?
Oh, I hope so.
Or will Peter end up like
the others? As if there
really WERE any others,
but this time I'm really
in LOVE.
Actually, I don't mind
being a virgin, now that
I've found the guy I want
to give my first time to.
But I sure would like it
to be soon.
EXT. OWL TAVERN - NIGHT.
We see the OWL TAVERN once again, from across the
road. It looks like a fun place, the music still
playing, the lights still happy and gay, definitely
rocking. Then from a distance we can hear a high-
revving Ferrari engine approaching at very high
speed.
The Ferrari flashes past, traveling at about 180
mph. We hear the screech of tires under heavy
braking, revving noises, grunching into reverse
gear. MALIGNAN backs the Ferrari back into view
and stops before the OWL TAVERN.
He sniffs the air, likes what he smells, smiles.
P.O.V. behind MALIGNAN, pushing the door open to
look inside. We see that the interior of the
tavern is softly lit with warm colors, a giant beer
bottle hangs over the bar, which has a big mirror
running full-length behind it. Besides the
BARTENDER, there are 5 men and 5 women customers,
all having a good time.
GUY #1
Omigawd, lookit that guy-
he's all BLOODY!
GIRL #A
Oh, yuck! Or wait, that
must be some kind of
costume he's wear...
GIRL #B
EEEEEK!
GUY #2
Run! Run! It's the DEVIL!
MALIGNAN
Ah. Music to my ears.
GUY #3
Oh shit, let's get outta
here!
MALIGNAN
(soliloquy)
Young females, but
(sniff sniff)
no virgins. Too bad.
MALIGNAN caresses GIRL #1's face in a fond gesture.
She is frozen with fear, unable to move away. In
fact, no one in the room can move.
GIRL #A
Leave me alone...o please
no...
GIRL #D
I'm scared.
GUY #5
I want to run...but I
can't move.
MALIGNAN takes GIRL #A in an easy embrace, then
bites her arm. No gentle bite, blood spurts, and
he swallows a big chunk of meat. She SCREAMS in
pain, but still cannot resist. MALIGNAN becomes
excited, snorts and gobbles her up in a most
greedy and disgusting frenzy of feeding.
GUY #4
Shitshitshit, stop him!
He's killing-- he's EATING
her!
BUCK
I can't move, not a finger,
damn! Damn!
EXT. VIEW OF OWL TAVERN - NIGHT.
Screams and shouts, crashing sounds.
SHOTS, more screams.
A window shatters and one man, BUCK, comes sprawling
out of it, landing hard on the ground. He gets up
and runs away from the building as fast as he can.
At a safe distance, he stops for a moment to look
back for any others.
BUCK
I made it! But the
others, why aren't they
coming? Shit!
All I can do for them is
get the police! I don't
dare hang around, not even
for my car!
(he is slapping his pockets
after his cell phone as he
runs, realizes)
Damn, my phone's in my
jacket. I'll have to use
the pay phone at the
Grange.
EXT. PAY PHONE BOOTH - NIGHT.
A bleak and deserted rural corner, nobody else
around.
BUCK
(shouting into the phone)
No, I'm not drunk, I'm not
crazy--YES, I'm hysterical!
There is a DEVIL loose in
the Owl Tavern--
Damnit, listen; just go
there--but take big guns,
BIG.
It laughed off Tony's
shotgun--yes, of course
you heard a shot, that was
Tony --who is dead now..
Look, just go there, ARMED!
Decide for yourself who's
crazy!
BUCK leaves the Phone Booth, looking back toward
the tavern, then briskly heads the other way.
BUCK
(hysterical, talking to himself)
There, I called for help,
I did what I could,
but I'm not going back
there for anything. In
fact this is still too
close, I'd better put some
miles...
(he sees headlights approaching
from behind)
...a car! Maybe I can
hitch a ride!
The open Ferrari pulls up, stopping neatly beside
BUCK, who recognizes the driver, and freezes with
his hitchhiking thumb up and the other hand covering
his mouth to control a scream. The driver is
MALIGNAN, of course.
MALIGNAN
(friendly)
Hi. Thought I'd find
you here.
EXT. WRECKAGE OF THE OWL TAVERN - NIGHT
The building has been demolished, totally split
apart and lying in a pile of rubble. Several
smashed and twisted cars have been scattered
around the ruin, lying on sides and backs. Two
SHERIFF's CARS are in the parking lot, blue lights
blinking in the night.
The SHERIFF and 2 DEPUTIES are studying the
wreckage, they look bewildered and nervous
DEPUTY #1
(shotgun ready)
Well Sheriff, no bodies
anywhere, but blood
everywhere...
SHERIFF
Crud, look at this place!
What did all this, the
Hulk?
DEPUTY #2
Our caller insisted it was
a Devil. Maybe it was.
SHERIFF
Yeah a Devil strong as a
bulldozer, Right? I can't
buy it. Looks for tracks
again.
INT. ANGELA'S ROOM - NIGHT
ANGELA has fallen asleep studying at her desk, but
is awakened by the radio news.
RADIO
...and according to Whatcom
County Sheriff's authorities,
an anonymous call for help was
received this evening, claiming
that "a Devil" was killing people
in the Owl Tavern outside the
town of Alder.
Responding to the call, the sheriffs
arrived upon a scene of such
devastation that not only was the
tavern leveled flat, but several
smashed cars were lying on top of
it as if they had been thrown there.
However, there seems to be no
witnesses to the incident: no
wounded, no survivors, no bodies.
Several people are reported
missing who may have been at
the Owl Tavern tonight. The
Sheriff's Department is
requesting anyone with any
information to call them ...
ANGELA
...oh, fell asleep. And
now monsters at midnight.
(she turns off the radio,
stands, stretches, yawns)
Got to go to bed... alone.
Peter never did come back.
She removes the robe, is wearing a simple white
cotton summer nightgown, which we will be seeing a
lot of. It's not overtly sexy, but bare arms and
legs are sexy enough with a body like ANGELA's.
She gets into bed, fluffing up her pillows with a
disgruntled slam.
ANGELA (CONT)
He probably never will
come back. Men don't seem
to be able to take my...
my innocence. Angela
doesn't drink, smoke-- and
she certainly doesn't screw.
Peter was embarrassed.
What a shame. He was
really my type-- if I ever
get to have a type.
She lays her head on the pillow, closes her eyes,
a tear runs down her cheek, then she has turned
off the light and the room is dark.
ANGELA
Oh well, someday my prince
will come... hmmmm...
Behind the silhouette of ANGELA'S head we can see
the bedroom window. Out of the night one set of
headlights is coming nearer, as well as the sheet-
ripping sound of a Ferrari being wound out in high
gear.
EXT. ROAD AT EDGE OF TOWN - NIGHT.
We see MALIGNAN'S Ferrari racing up the street,
flashing past ANGELA'S apartment house at 150 mph.
MALIGNAN (CU)
...Love this speed...
(abruptly turns his head,
sniffing the air, an
amazed expression)
... hey, there's a virgin
back there! At last!
Tally ho!
MALIGNAN expertly throws the Ferrari into a spin
that turns the car 180 degrees, to drive back. It
looks good, but goes wrong: both back tires blowout
and the slide goes out of control.
The Ferrari is already past the last house on the
road, now into a wooded patch. The car shoots off
the road sideways, crashing through a railing and
continuing down a slope, then rolling among trees
and bushes.
With huge violence the car smashes sideways into a
large tree, folding double, spraying parts and
glass. It finally stops upside down and is still.
No one could have survived that crash, and for a
moment it seems that the devil MALIGNAN is
finished.
But then the car lurches, rending sound of metal,
and MALIGNAN comes up out of the wreckage, quite
unharmed. He is easily bending and ripping metal
to get himself free of the grip of the dead
machine. One free he trudges back up the slope
to the road.
MALIGNAN
One would almost think
some "force" was trying to
prevent me from reaching
her. An intriguing concept.
He is having trouble walking on soft earth, he is so
heavy now that he sinks in with each step.
Maybe I've eaten too much.
Fine, now I can turn my
attention to satisfying my
rampant lust.
(SNIFFS)
Only one virgin... oh well,
perhaps I can make her last
until the dawn.
(he sniffs her scent again,
closes his eyes in appreciation)
Ahh, she smells like a
sweet one: beautiful, young
and healthy, pure of mind
and body, ripe and ready.
Innocent. Perfect for me.
INT. ANGELA'S BEDROOM - DARK
ANGELA suddenly opens her eyes, looking anxious.
ANGELA
Danger? Maybe I was
having a nightmare.
My heart is pounding.
EXT/INT. FRONT DOOR OF APARTMENT BUILDING - NIGHT
MALIGNAN approaches the building on foot. Sniffs
the air to catch the scent.
MALIGNAN
Upstairs, in the far room.
I shall get her.
He walks to the door, puts his hand up to push it,
and the door is splintered open.
But when he attempts to ascend the stairs they too
are splintered, unable to bear his weight.
INT. ANGELA'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
ANGELA sits up abruptly, clutching her blankets to
her chest, afraid of the loud noise she has just
heard.
ANGELA
Oh! What was THAT?
INT. DOWNSTAIRS
MALIGNAN
(studying crushed
stair boards)
It seems I cannot ascend.
(he looks up, a red light
glows around his head)
So I must instead bring
her down to me with
psychic domination.
INT. ANGELA'S BEDROOM
ANGELA
I feel...
(she is compelled to get up
and look out the window)
...oh.
POV WINDOW LOOKING DOWN AT STREET: Instead of the
devil MALIGNAN we see a handsome young man, naked,
perfect masculine body, who is waving up to ANGELA.
ANGELA (CU)
(her eyes go wide, she
gasps... then smiles)
Wow, what a handsome and
sexy man! Makes me feel
horny... I guess. Should
I go down to him?
MALIGNAN
(calling up to her)
Sweet virgin, I have come
to make a woman of you.
I offer you the power and
sex of a man who truly
lusts for your body and
soul!
ANGELA
(thinking)
(caressing herself
into sexual frenzy)
Oh my! I've never felt
such desire before.
(gasping)
I have to do something
about it... now! That man,
maybe he will fuck me!
(turning away from window,
putting hand to head)
No, what am I thinking?
I don't know him or love
him-- I'm in love with
Peter! That's who I want
to make love with!
(frowning, suddenly aware
that something is not right)
This is strange...and what
the hell is a naked man
doing outside my window
anyway?
(turns to look out the window
again, stunned by what she sees,
speaks aloud)
Oh God help me, it's...
a Devil!
EXT. DOWN IN THE STREET
MALIGNAN seen as he really is, big ugly blood-
dripping red demon with horns and floppy ears.
MALIGNAN
(wiggling come-here
finger, evil smile)
Come down virgin. I have
need of you.
INT. ANGELA'S ROOM
She has turned away from the window, hiding in the
darkness, horrified, afraid.
MALIGNAN (O.C.)
Oh virgin, there is no escape.
EXT. DOWN IN THE STREET
MALIGNAN
You are resisting my power.
Remarkable! That only
increases the value of your
soul to me.
You cannot hide from me up
there, or anywhere, I have
your smell now. Come down
to your destiny.
ANGELA (mental)
My destiny? Can it be
this? There is something
about that which rings true..
as if I have been kept
apart for something..
(spoken aloud)
...but o God, not this!
ANGELA
(shouting down to MALIGNAN)
What is it you want of me?
MALIGNAN
I lust, and only a virgin
can satisfy me. I have
been searching for one of
you. I must plunder your
fair young body and take
your soul away with me when
I am myself swept away by
the dawn.
ANGELA
Go to hell!
MALIGNAN
Indeed I shall, and you with
me, at dawn.
ANGELA
No, not me.
MALIGNAN
I am not to be denied,
virgin. Although I can
not come up there after
you, since this flimsy
edifice cannot bear
my weight...
MALIGNAN pushes a corner of the wooden building,
and the wall goes to pieces. He does it again,
and the wall is shattered apart, the building
begins to sag.
MALIGNAN (CONT.)
...I can bring you down to
me by leveling this entire
building!
EXT. WINDOW NEXT DOOR APARTMENT
The neighbor STEVE is leaning out his window to
see what's making all the noise.
STEVE'S WIFE (inside)
What is it, Steve?
STEVE
Hey what's going on out
there? ...omigawd, I think
it's Frankenstein!
Call the cops!
MALIGNAN has now ripped the entire building from
its foundation and lifts it waist high, just to
let it drop.
ANGELA is trying to hold steady in a room that is
tipping and shuddering with violent shocks. The
building is lifted and dropped several times, the
floor collapses from under her and she is abruptly
lying in the wreckage of her home at the feet of a
horny devil.
MALIGNAN
(hovering over her with
a huge erection)
Now virgin, prepare
yourself for a fate worse
than death. Literally.
ANGELA
(cowering, tears, helpless)
Why me? I don't want this.
MALIGNAN
That's why, it's the horror
and the hurt I relish.
Actually, any virgin would
do-- unfortunately for you
they seem to be rather
scarce in this era.
(reaching for her)
Well, let's get on with it.
WARLOCK (OC)
Red one!
A small silvery ball comes arcing in between
MALIGNAN and ANGELA. A slow flash, an almost
silent explosion of blinding white light, an image
of MALIGNAN covering his eyes fades to white as
the screen goes blank.
MALIGNAN
(in pain)
Yaaa, Magic Light!!
EXT. STREET - NIGHT
Fading in from white to night, only blackness, in
which ANGELA is running, being pulled along by some
unseen rescuer. She stumbles, still blinded.
ANGELA
I can't see. The light
blinded me...
WARLOCK (unseen)
Hold on to my hand. I'll
lead, but RUN!
EXT. WRECKED BUILDING - NIGHT.
MALIGNAN is still blinking blindly in reaction to
the magic light, unable to orient himself.
MALIGNAN
I know who that was, and
I'll teach him to meddle
with me-- just as soon as
I can see. No one can
escape me.
EXT. STREET
ANGELA is led to a car in the darkness.
WARLOCK (unseen)
Get in the car. I'll
drive. We've got to keep
moving fast.
ANGELA
Whatever you say! Whoever
you are! Thank you, thank
you, thank you!
The car accelerates off screen from where we can
see MALIGNAN approaching at high speed.
INT. CAR DRIVING - DARK.
WARLOCK (still unseen)
The Red One is strong and
fast, but he can't outrun
an automobile at full speed.
ANGELA
My.. I can see again... oh,
it's right behind us! Oh
drive faster, it's coming!
EXT. STREET - NIGHT
MALIGNAN
(from a distance)
There is no escape, fools!
INT. CAR DRIVING.
ANGELA
(sitting back, finally relaxing)
I can't believe I'm safe.
I thought that thing had me,
whew!
ANGELA looks over to see who has rescued her, but
all she can see is a silhouette in the dark
interior of the car.
WARLOCK
Consider yourself lucky,
the Red One has consumed
over 20 people already
tonight, and will
doubtless kill more before
the dawn.
ANGELA
Con- consumed? As in
EATEN?
WARLOCK
Yes, he eats people-- up
entirely: flesh, blood,
bones, hair, teeth,
converting them into his
own mass and strength and
vital energy. All of which
you have just witnessed in
action against yourself.
ANGELA
What IS that thing?
WARLOCK
The Red One is a Proto-
morphic Devil: a demon
spirit which can take form
on the physical level under
certain conditions. It's
only for this one night,
so he's out to have a
good time.
Specifically killing,
eating and sex. He is
literally evil incarnate,
absolutely malignant and
self-indulgent, enjoying
himself to the fullest,
for when the sun rises he
must return to Hell until
the next time he is raised
by arcane means.
ANGELA
That sounds pretty crazy,
but I saw him-- I mean IT.
That thing's sure not human!
God, it's like some monster
in a bad horror movie.
Thank you again for coming
to my rescue-- that was
very brave of you. You're
a very good man.
WARLOCK
Not necessarily, young
lady...
Passing some lights along the roadway, we can now
see the WARLOCK, still in his sacrificial robes
WARLOCK (CONT)
I have my own motives.
I knew he would smell out
a virgin eventually, so
I've been following him all
evening.
I must regain control of
the Red One, and you are
the means of doing that.
ANGELA
Me? All I want to do is
escape him.
WARLOCK
Yes, of course you do, but
you cannot.
ANGELA
According to what you said,
all we have to do is avoid
it until sunrise, and which
is what I plan to do.
WARLOCK
I'm afraid you won't be
able to do that because I
am going to give you to
him.
ANGELA
What? No! Why?
WARLOCK
Because you are going to
conquer the Red One for me.
EXT. FURTHER DOWN THE ROAD -- NIGHT.
A Highway Patrol CAR with 2 OFFICERS hidden in
some bushes.
WARLOCK's car rushes past them at high speed.
INT. HWY PATROL CAR.
HWP OFFICERS getting excited, about to get a
little action on a slow night.
HWP BILLY-BOB
Hey Ollie, there goes a
customer.
HWP OLLIE
Sure enough. Let's go earn
the city some money.
(starts motor)
HWP BILLY-BOB
That guy was driving like
the devil was after him...
hey, what's THAT?
EXT. HWY PATROL CAR.
MALIGNAN comes running at high speed, still
pursuing the WARLOCK's car.
He spots the still parked HWY PATROL CAR and
changes his course to attack it, lifting the
car up with one hand and punching through the
side window with the other
HWP OLLIE
(CU, shocked expression)
Damn, Billy Bob, I think
it IS the Devil!
The OFFICERS are shaken and terrified by the sight
of MALIGNAN's bloody face just outside the smashed
window. HWP BILLY-BOB manages to aim his pistol
straight-armed right at MALIGNAN's face.
HWP OLLIE
Shoot it! Shoot it!
HWP BILLY-BOB
(straining to do just
that, but unable, his
gun-hand trembling
violently)
I'm trying to pull the
trigger... but I fucking
CAN'T!
INT. WARLOCK'S CAR DRIVING FAST.
ANGELA
You can't make me go back.
Let me out of this car!
WARLOCK
Oh, I'll let you out soon
enough, but Malignan will
never stop following us,
he will catch us.
Fortunately, I have a
secret weapon. But only
a virgin may wield it.
ANGELA
(looks stunned, then speaks)
This is weird, but I knew
you were going to say that.
And I'm tingling all over--
as if something important
is going to happen right
now, and I almost know
what.
WARLOCK
(hands her a package
wrapped in burlap)
Unwrap this up and hold it.
ANGELA
(she takes it and freezes for
a moment, then relaxes)
Ah, I DO know what this is:
She holds it up in front of her face, eyes closed.
A GLOW suddenly seeps through the burlap.
ANGELA (CONT)
This is The Chalice of
Christ: The Holy Grail!
WARLOCK
(astounded)
What? The Holy Grail?
What are you talking
about?
ANGELA
You didn't know? No, I
can see you didn't.
WARLOCK
What makes you think this
is the Holy Grail?
The wrappings fall off miraculously, to reveal the
ancient CHALICE resembling translucent white
porcelain, but now GLOWING with a golden light.
We might also hear distant trumpets, a choir of
angels.
ANGELA (CONT)
(eyes open now)
I recognize it from previous
lives, incarnations I have
lived before becoming
Angela Snow. Just seeing
The Chalice peels back the
shroud of mystery and
memory.
I am remembering...
remembering..
VISIONS: a parade of women's faces from the past,
historical and unknown, superimposed with the
translucent glowing image of ANGELA's angelic soul
coming nearer.
ANGELA (CONT.)
...that I was Joan of Arc,
and before that, the Lady
of the Lake... and before
that... I see all these
women I have been...
radicals, visionaries,
priestesses, slaves and
queens... always virgin,
always pure... and all
vehicles for this same
magical and mysterious
anima... the Angel ÆTHYR.
WARLOCK
(confused)
I don't know what you're
talking about. There is
a ceremony I must perform
first that will call forth
your Guardian Angel to do
battle with the Red One.
ANGELA
A ceremony will not be
necessary for I am the
guardian angel made
manifest myself.
I drink from the Chalice...
(she does)
WARLOCK
(surprised)
Drink? But there's
nothing in it!
ANGELA
(sinks the CHALICE, red
stain on her upper lip)
...tastes like blood and
wine.
(she swoons, as if
instantly drunk)
We see the WARLOCK CU, his face suddenly lit up by
some very bright light in front of him, his pupils
dilate, he is amazed.
WARLOCK
(awed)
By Zeus!
Now we see that the gold-white light is emanating
from ANGELA, in waves of overexposed color, her skin
becoming translucent, eyes closed, mouth open to
vocalize a musical gasp. She is in a trance.
Suddenly her eyes snap open, the Angel ÆTHYR has
arrived and is in control now.
ANGELA/ÆTHYR
Stop the car. I wish to
meet the Red One now.
EXT. COUNTRY ROAD - NIGHT
Lonely road through the woods, and here comes
MALIGNAN in his newly stolen Highway Patrol Car
speeding along in ferocious pursuit.
INT. HWP CAR
Not much room for big MALIGNAN inside the car, he's
crunched over the steering wheel, but driving fast.
MALIGNAN
So where are you, Warlock?
Steal my virgin, will you?
He sees WARLOCK's car parked beside the road in a
forest, screeches to a stop.
EXT. WOODS & CLEARING - NIGHT
Sniffing the air, MALIGNAN finds a trail leading
into the forest. He follows it, creeping through
the woods, until he notices a golden light just
ahead.
He parts the underbrush to view the clearing. There
are two people talking, one of them glowing
brightly, one seen from behind in silhouette.
MALIGNAN
Hmm... that virgin is
glowing with holy light.
Well, that can't stop me,
nothing can!
EXT. CLEARING
The WARLOCK is kneeling before ÆTHYR, as if in prayer,
or begging. She still has the CHALICE in her hand.
WARLOCK
(abject)
...and I would have used
you in my plan to control
the Red One as a slave, all
for my own personal power,
but -(sobs)- I did not
know then who you were,
nor the power that steered
me and the Chalice to you.
ANGELA
(unsympathetic)
You have doomed many
people this night.
WARLOCK
Yes, I did. It was evil,
I know, but you can't let
the Red One get me.
ANGELA
I cannot save you, it is
your well-deserved Karma.
We see MALIGNAN approaching from behind the WARLOCK,
who is unaware, but it's clear that ÆTHYR sees the
devil. She says and does nothing.
WARLOCK
Well, I SHALL escape him,
you'll see. After all, I
am an experienced warlock,
versed in arcane-- GRKK!
MALIGNAN has taken him by the neck, which SNAPS, and
the WARLOCK is dead.
Then MALIGNAN casually eats the man in great bites,
while watching ÆTHYR, who calmly watches him back.
She seems unconcerned, emotionless, certainly not
afraid.
MALIGNAN
So you're an angel, eh?
ANGELA
Yes, Red One, I am Æthyr.
MALIGNAN
(sniffing)
But you're still in the
body of a virgin, I lust
for you more than ever.
ANGELA
(wiggling a come-hither
finger at him)
Then come.
MALIGNAN
(advances, stops, confused)
How odd.. I want you, but
can't touch you.
(he blinks at the brightness
of her, it hurts, he has to
cover his eyes)
And you shine so brilliantly
with the light of holiness...
MALIGNAN finds himself cowering away from that
light, regroups, draws himself up, flexing great
muscles, and assumes an attitude of attack.
MALIGNAN (CONT)
The battle is on then:
devil against angel. Good,
I appreciate a challenge
in this world of frail
mortals. Let us see how
frail you are against my
strength.
MALIGNAN launches a mighty fist straight at ÆTHYR's
face with all his strength. It never touches her
but is deflected back at himself, punching his own
nose with a loud CHUD sound. He cries out and drops
backwards into the grass.
ANGELA
(looking down on him
without emotion)
So now you understand the
consequences of any
physical attack against me?
MALIGNAN
(holding his face)
O yeah, it's really quite
clear.
ANGELA
At least you are not a
stupid devil.
MALIGNAN
(angry)
But I'm still a devil, and
I do not have to rely on
physical power; let us see
how you fare against
psychic domination:
kneel bitch!
Twin red rays of psychic energy zap from his horns
up to the angel, ÆTHYR is surprised to find
herself falling to her knees with a gasp.
MALIGNAN sits up, ÆTHYR kneeling before him. They
are very close to each other, it looks almost
intimate. But she holds the CHALICE up between
them, and the devil has to cringe away from
touching it.
He is shielding his eyes from it with his hand,
which is beginning to blacken and smoke from
proximity to the holy energy.
ANGELA
Very good devil, you do
have real power.
MALIGNAN
It pleases me that you
think so, angel.
ANGELA
(raising her open hand)
Now I will smite you with
MY mightiest blow.
MALIGNAN
Do your worst, madam, I
suspect that I cannot
stop you.
ANGELA
No, you cannot. Prepare
to bear the burden of your
own KARMA.
MALIGNAN
Karma? I'm a devil. I
have no karma.
ANGELA
You HAD no karma,
(she gently puts her right
hand on his head/horns, like
a benediction)
but NOW you have.
MALIGNAN's face registers the shock of having been
HIT WITH KARMA. He collapses backwards and jerks
in spasms, stunned.
VISION: hundreds of faces, people MALIGNAN has
killed, harmed, virgins he had raped, calling to
him; Monster! Murderer! Villain!
MALIGNAN
(looking up from the dirt)
What have you done to me?
I'm not supposed to have
a karmic soul.
ANGELA
The Universe is evolving,
eternity changes, even
devils.
MALIGNAN
(staggering to his
feet, enraged)
But I, Malignan the Bloody
Red One, will not change!
I shall continue to consume
helpless victims and ravage
innocent virgins! This is
my pleasure and my WORK!
ANGELA
You will have no time for
that. You are to be my
slave.
MALIGNAN
Slave? You do not have
such power, angel. I have
shown you some of my own,
I can dominate you too.
I promise to be a very
dangerous slave!
ANGELA
Psychic domination is a
two-edged sword, devil, it
can enable you to dominate
yourself for me.
You are to be punished for
the evil you have done, you
are to be made to suffer,
and I am the instrument of
your judgment.
I remove this garment...
(she now stands naked)
...so that you may see the
entirety of my beauty.
MALIGNAN
Yes, you're very beautiful
but...
(turns away, obviously
suffering with desire)
...I am not made to feel
this.
(ponders the situation,
turns back to face her)
And of course, you do not
love me in return?
ANGELA
How could I? You are
horrible.
MALIGNAN
(hearty laugh)
Ha ha ha, and I thought I
was sinister.
ANGELA
(merry laugh)
Ha ha ha.
MALIGNAN
(now sad)
But if love creates this
much sorrow... why do
people allow themselves to
feel it?
ANGELA
Because they have no
choice.
MALIGNAN
This is awful. How is
it that your appearance
causes me pain? It is
pleasant, beautiful, to
be admired--and yet it
tears my psyche asunder.
ÆTHYR
Because you cannot
possess my beauty.
MALIGNAN
Perhaps I cannot possess
your beauty-- but how
about your body? There
must be some kind of
deal we can...
ÆTHYR
No. I don't need to
deal, you are my abject
slave, bound to me with
passionate, desperate,
helpless unrequited love.
MALIGNAN
Don't goad me, angel-
virgin. Perhaps I can
not harm you, but I can
control my own actions,
your power is not
sufficient to make me
serve.
ÆTHYR
My power? No, it is
YOUR power that shall
effect servitude: tell
me, Malignan, don't you
wish to serve me?
MALIGNAN
Only because I love you,
but I resent it. Faugh!
But wait: of what use
could a devil be to an
angel anyway, when harm
and evil is all he is
capable of? Shall I
kill for you? For that
is what I do best.
ÆTHYR
Yes, you are a magnifi-
cent murdering machine,
I grant you that. And
yes again, there will
be killing.
MALIGNAN
An angel on a mission
of death? I thought
your sort was out to
protect mankind.
ÆTHYR
I protect the innocent.
But to do so I must
thwart the guilty, and
resolutely, for there
is a great evil out of
balance on earth these
days. Therefore have
we been destined to
become a team.
MALIGNAN
No, it won't work! It
doesn't make sense!
An angel and a devil?
ÆTHYR
Power in balance.
MALIGNAN
Really? And are you
aware that with the
dawn I shall cease to
exist on this earthly
plane? I must return
to Hell until I am
again aroused by human
sacrifice. My great
strength is the product
of those I consume, I
need vast amounts of
human flesh and blood.
I am therefore quite
expensive to operate in
coin of human life. Do
you know that?
(smirks)
Can you really afford
my servitude?
ÆTHYR
I have the Chalice.
It can raise you without
a sacrifice. It can
sustain you without
flesh and blood.
MALIGNAN
Oh great, besides
taking all the fun out
of being a Devil,
you're telling me that
this agony is not going
to end at dawn?
ÆTHYR
No. We are eternal.
MALIGNAN
NO! To feel this
ghastly unfulfilled
ache all through
eternity?
It is too much!
ÆTHYR
You are being punished
for all your evil acts,
you are supposed to
suffer.
MALIGNAN
But if I have been
endowed with karma
now... doesn't that
mean I can work toward
a change-- if I so
desire?
ÆTHYR
That is true.
MALIGNAN
If I change... and
become "angelic"...
will you give me your
body then?
ÆTHYR
Only my body?
MALIGNAN
No. You are right, your
flesh is not enough. I
must have your person,
your being, your...
love.
ÆTHYR
Listen Malignan, what you
are suggesting could take
millennia...
MALIGNAN
As you said, we are
eternal.
ÆTHYR
Just so. However, at
present you disgust me.
MALIGNAN
Why? What's so bad
about me?
ÆTHYR
You're kidding-- you're
the WORST! You eat
people. You mercilessly
kill and destroy with
pleasure. You are
physically hideous,
and... and you are messy,
dripping blood everywhere.
MALIGNAN
Hey, you left out sexual
pervert. But don't you
find a wicked magnificence
about me? My strength?
My purity of badassness?
My ruthless intelligence?
ÆTHYR
Actually, yes, you are
magnificent in your own
grotesque way.
And now you may demonstrate
your virtues, for we have
a task before us: the
Warlock who raised you
was employed by a group
of ruthless politicians
who wanted the Red One to
wipe out the government
of the United States by
having you eat certain
high-level officials
from the President on
down, leaving their group
in power by default.
We are going to destroy
that group now, you and
I. We have little time,
for we must travel to
Washington D.C., 4 time
zones East from here,
where it will be dawn in
less than an hour.
MALIGNAN
Dawn? But I...
ÆTHYR
Don't worry, we'll come
back here before it can
catch you. Take my hand.
When ÆTHYR takes MALIGNAN's hand he almost swoons
with love, becomes docile.
MALIGNAN
How will we get there?
SFX: With a wave of ÆTHYR's free hand a portal-
sized hole in the air full of sparkling white light
appears beside them.
MALIGNAN (CONT)
Oh, I see.
ÆTHYR
Yes, via the Cosmic Zone,
which is equidistant to
everywhere. Come.
They enter the Cosmic Zone with a hop.
MALIGNAN
YOW! We're falling!
ÆTHYR
No, we are balanced
between all sources of
gravity. And here is our
destination.
Inside the Cosmic Zone they plummet down from the
receding portal in the woods towards another
expanding to reveal a city street. It takes about
5 seconds. They land in Washington D.C. and the
portal fades away.
EXT. BEFORE A GOVERNMENT BUILDING - NIGHT.
ÆTHYR
This is the place. The
guilty ones wait within
for word of success for
their mission.
MALIGNAN
Good, we can surprise
them.
ÆTHYR
No. I want them to
understand that they
have been judged. You
wait until I call.
INT. CONFERENCE ROOM - NIGHT
Elegant room, library of legal books, plush chairs,
expensive trimmings.
Three men, CONSPIRATORS, crooked politicians,
Are waiting anxiously for a progress report on
their plan of action. They had been wearing suits,
but their jackets are off now, ties loose.
CONSPIRATOR#1, a big fat man, is lighting a big fat
cigar. CONSPIRATOR#2, big and beefy, is pacing the
floor, hands behind, frowning. CONSPIRATOR#3 is
slender, walrus moustache, holding a cup of coffee.
CONSPIRATOR#3
(nervous)
Shit, you'd think that
we'd have heard one way
or another by now.
CONSPIRATOR#1
(confidant)
Perhaps not. "Plan Red One"
has until dawn to succeed.
An hour to go...
CONSPIRATOR#2
(negative)
What a load of balderdash
this is! Devils doing
assassinations! I told
you this was ludicrous!
CONSPIRATOR#1
You haven't seen that
Warlock do his stuff.
He really does have
magical abilities, I'll
testify to that. A Great
Man. Why once he...
what?
CONSPIRATOR#3
(interrupting)
Who is THAT?
All three men turn their heads to see ÆTHYR
glowing brightly in their conference room.
CONSPIRATOR#2
How'd she get in here?
Guards!
2 GUARDS enter from a side door, pistols in hand.
They are surprised, but ready to go into action,
looking for danger, they spot ÆTHYR.
GUARD#1
(confused)
What's up?
GUARD#2
(to ÆTHYR)
Hands up, lady!
CONSPIRATOR#1
Wait, look: she's glowing!
This is more magic.
(confronting ÆTHYR)
Are you... do you bring
any word from the Warlock?
ÆTHYR
Yes, I do: he's dead. He
was consumed by the Red
One. So are all of his
Coven who assisted him,
and many others, innocent
people.
All victims of the evil
you men have unleashed
for your own egotistical
ends.
CONSPIRATOR#1
Excuse me, but just who
ARE you?
ÆTHYR
I am the Guardian Angel
Æthyr, here to pronounce
judgment upon you: as ye
sew, so shall ye reap.
Behold the Red One.
MALIGNAN comes crashing through the heavy doors
with great force, blood spraying everywhere,
smiling and jolly.
MALIGNAN
Hiya kids, hiya hiya.
CONSPIRATOR#3
Oh God in Heaven, NO!
GUARD#2
What the fuck IS that
thing?
CONSPIRATOR#1
Our father, who art in
heaven...
ÆTHYR
(calmly turns and leaves the room)
I'll be waiting downstairs.
I don't need to see this.
CONSPIRATOR#2
Guards, blast that thing!
Both GUARDS start shooting rapid-fire at MALIGNAN,
the bullets hurt him, but he heals as fast as he
is wounded.
MALIGNAN
Ow, that hurts!
CONSPIRATOR#1
KILL IT! KILL IT!
GUARD#1
Mommy!
MALIGNAN rips the guns from the Guard's hand, then
rips them both apart in 2-3 deft moves, starts
eating them. We see the 3 CONSPIRATERS watching
in horror.
CONSPIRATOR#1
This is gggg...gg...
CONSPIRATOR#1
I... can't... move...
MALIGNAN is finished killing and eating the guards,
turns to the CONSPIRATORS with a toothy smile.
MALIGNAN
Next?
EXT. BEFORE THE GOVERNMENT BUILDING - NIGHT/DAWN.
ÆTHYR is waiting outside. MALIGNAN comes out of
the building wiping his lips.
MALIGNAN
That was fun. Any more
of those you need done?
ÆTHYR
No, you've done quite
well. And the sun is
coming, we'd better go.
MALIGNAN
(seeing red sky)
Yes, this is cutting it
close!
FX: She waves her hand and a portal into the Cosmic
Zone opens for her.
ÆTHYR
We'll jump back to the
Pacific Northwest through
the Cosmic Zone, where
it is still 4 hours
until dawn.
In the middle of an awakening city street they step
into the swirling Cosmic Zone...
EXT. FOREST IN WASHINGTON - NIGHT
...and step out of it into the darkness of the
sleeping green rain forest from which they had
started their journey.
MALIGNAN
You know, if we kept
jumping ahead of the
dawn like that I would
never have to return
into the earth.
ÆTHYR
In theory, yes, but I am
not interested. I too
must retire to my dormant
state and allow Angela
to live her own life.
MALIGNAN
And then what?
ÆTHYR
That is up to her.
MALIGNAN
Aren't you and the
virgin one and the same?
ÆTHYR
I am the soul within her,
but she may choose to
ignore me: many do, since
human incarnation allows
no memory of ultra-reality,
it becomes lost in the
confusions of mortal
life.
MALIGNAN
So... when will I see
you again?
ÆTHYR
That is up to Angela, I
cannot say.
MALIGNAN
You're not so bad for an
angel, no bleeding heart
at least. In fact you're
quite ruthless, I thought
angels were supposed to
be good.
ÆTHYR
Oh, I AM good, perfect
and pure, and I obey
God's instruction.
You must know that Good
and Evil are simply
polarities in the game.
What seems Good or Evil
in one situation can
be quite the opposite
in another.
So I admit that you and
I are equals, although
your power is Violence
and mine is Love.
MALIGNAN
Then why does your power
seem to be greater than
mine?
ÆTHYR
Considering them equal,
perhaps it's because you
wish to give me power
over yourself.
MALIGNAN
No, it can't be that!
This feeling is terrible!
Lonely, painful-- and
yet...
...and yet, I feel that
if you were to return my
love it would be... I
don't know, I have no
concept to put in there.
Since the beginning of
Eternity, being a devil
you know, I have never
known love. Only lust.
I would assume that they
are quite similar, each
agonizing if unfulfilled.
I do know the glory of
lust satisfied-- is love
like that?
ÆTHYR
You're asking the wrong
virgin. I don't know.
MALIGNAN
If so, it would be quite
an experience to slake
my love. You are so
beautiful it hurts!
Argh, Satan, Satan!!
Help me overcome this
love-lust, my spirit
sears! Æthyr, please
fuck me, I beg you!
ÆTHYR
No Malignan, but I will
hold your hand and wait
for the dawn with you.
MALIGNAN
Ohhh. Thank you, thank
you.
They sit together in the grass, watching the
horizon turning pink.
ÆTHYR
Here comes the sun. Dee
dee dum dum doo
(Beatles melody)
MALIGNAN
Yeah... ow! I can tell.
Wait, what if we... if I
don't see you again? I
lov.. ah ARH G A H!
SFX: Malignan flinches from the dawn, shielding his
eyes from the sun. He is touched by the first rays
of sunlight, becomes white-hot, and at flash-point
is converted into a pyrotechnic cloud of smoke and
fire, which swirls into the familiar form of the
monolithic Hell-slab. Until the original stone is
restored, and MALIGNAN is gone.
ÆTHYR
(to the slab)
Good, Malignan, that
should keep you out of
trouble for awhile.
Sleep tight.
And now I must resume my
own life of stone...
ÆTHYR covers her eyes with her hands, the glow
around her fades out, and it is ANGELA who looks
up as if surprised.
ANGELA
Oh!! Was that a weird
dream or what?
Confused, she looks around the clearing to
ascertain where she is, realizes she's out in some
forest at sunrise wearing only a flimsy nightgown.
Then she notices the blood on her hands, blood
everywhere in the grass, including the bloody rag
that was the WARLOCK's robe. She's beginning to
register that it was not a dream.
She turns to see that the stone slab is really
there, and is ready to panic, until she notices
that she is still holding The Chalice. She holds
it up to study it, sees her reflection in it, the
sun sparkles in her mirrored eyes, and she
is calmed.
ANGELA
Or is this the dream?
Less confused, she goes to the WARLOCK's car, gets
in and drives off towards home.
INT. P.O.V. FROM INSIDE CAR - DAY
ANGELA is driving, she turns from the country road
to where her apartment house had been. The house
is a wreck, the roof is lying in the street. It is
a scene of controlled chaos: blinking lights
everywhere, Police Cars, Fire Department trucks,
TV News trucks, people everywhere.
ANGELA
Oh that's right, I no
longer have a home.
EXT. BEFORE WRECKED BUILDING - DAY
ANGELA gets out of the car and looks at the
wreckage, slumping somewhat.
But she looks at The Chalice in her hand, and
straightens up again, realizing that she now
has a spiritual power that makes any
material possession insignificant.
A NEIGHBOR
(seeing ANGELA)
That's her!
A POLICEMAN
She's alive!
A NEIGHBOR
Hey, Miss, are you all
right? Did that Hulk-
Thing get you?
ANGELA
No, it never "got" me.
A NEIGHBOR
(slightly embarrassed)
Oh, I only meant... well,
never mind, just that
you're okay, that's all.
ANGELA
(she touches his
shoulder in apology)
I'm fine. Thanks for
your concern.
Two officers from the Sheriff's Department approach
ANGELA. We recognize them from the crime scene at
the Owl Tavern last night.
SHERIFF #2
You are Angela Snow?
ANGELA
Yes, I am.
SHERIFF #1
We'd like to get a
statement from you. You
saw the big red...thing
that did this? Any idea
what it was?
ANGELA
(pauses a beat, reluctant to tell
the truth, unwilling to tell a lie)
You wouldn't believe me.
SHERIFF #1
Try us.
ANGELA
All right: it was a devil
from Hell conjured up by a
coven of witches. But they
couldn't control him, and
he went on a rampage, eating
everybody.
SHERIFF #
(rolls his eyes)
Uh, yeah, right.
SHERIFF #2
(interested)
So how do you know that?
ANGELA
Because I was rescued by the
same Warlock who had raised
the devil--which finally ate
him too. That's his car, by
the way, you can probably find
his name somewhere in it.
Oh, and when the Red One
consumes people he just
gets stronger and heavier,
so he was pretty much
unstoppable-- as you
can see.
(indicates wrecked house)
SHERIFF #1
Do you happen to know where
it went?
ANGELA
Oh, yes, it's gone now. It
was driven back to Hell by
the sunrise, so you can't
find him. Luckily for you,
he'd only have eaten you
too if you did.
SHERIFF #1
(impatient)
Look, uh.. Angela, it's
pretty hard for us to
take what you're saying
seriously. Now how about
telling us what really...
SHERIFF #2
(interrupting)
Miss Snow, would you
like to see a trauma
councilor?
ANGELA
Oh, no thanks, I seem
to be fine, considering.
And I certainly don't
expect you to believe
ANYTHING I just said,
but I'm just not up to
fabricating some neat
logical lie right now,
sorry.
PETER (OC)
Angela! Are you all
right?
ANGELA sees PETER waving to her from afar, running
toward her.
ANGELA
Peter!
She looks at the SHERIFFS, #2 nods at her to go on,
#1 putting his useless notebook back in his pocket.
As ANGELA hurries toward PETER the two SHERIFFS
confer.
SHERIFF #2
So whaddya think?
SHERIFF #1
(sarcastic)
Case solved: as she said,
the Devil did it...
SHERIFF #2
Yeah, well, a lot like
that phone call from the
Owl Tavern. And pretty
consistent with the other
eyewitness reports: big
red bloody monster with
horns and tail.
We might have to assume
that whatever it is
actually does resemble
something like a devil.
SHERIFF #1
Just like she resembles
an angel.
SHERIFF #2
Boy, I'll say!
SHERIFF #1
. Yeah, no kidding. But
angels and devils
fighting it out?
Somebody has got to be
hallucinating around
here.
SHERIFF #2
Yeah but...
(turns to regard
wrecked building)
...that's last night's
second very convincing
hallucination.
CUT TO: ANGELA and PETER reaching each other and
embracing.
PETER
Oh God, Angela! I came
back here about one in
the morning and found
this!
(indicates wreckage)
I've been going crazy
trying to find you.
The neighbors were all
talking about some weird
monster tearing this
building apart.
How are you? You're not
hurt?
ANGELA
I'm just fine. Oh Peter,
it was...
(stops)
PETER
Was what? Funny, you
don't look any the worse
for it. In fact, you
look even more beautiful
than before... maybe just
because I'm so glad to
see you. So what really
did happen last night?
ANGELA
I... I'm not sure yet.
It was all so fantastic--
but you'd never believe
me. Those Sheriffs sure
didn't.
PETER
Well, I HAVE to believe
that something heavy
happened to your house.
Man, is it trashed!
ANGELA
It was a devil. Named
Malignan, the Red One.
A real live devil.
PETER
No, I mean really.
ANGELA
See? No one's going to
believe me.
(looking at what's left
of her apartment)
Oh my poor apartment!
What shall I do?
PETER
That's easy-- you're
moving in with me now.
Let's rescue what's left
of your stuff. You can
tell me about it all
later, since you seem so
reluctant.
ANGELA
Oh Peter, how nice.
Thanks.
You know, I was afraid
you weren't EVER coming
back.
PETER
Hey, I really did have
to finish my paper. But
if I had known THIS was
going on, I'd have come
right away.
ANGELA looks at Peter with concern, realizing that
he would simply have been consumed by Malignan.
PETER (CONT)
I'd like to get my hands
on whoever did this.
ANGELA
(shaking her head)
I'm glad you weren't here,
you'd only have been...
killed. But I'm really
glad you're here now.
PETER
Yeah, me too.
EXT. PETER'S HOUSE - DAY
A little wooden house in a rustic neighborhood,
PETER's Jeep in front of it, PETER and ANGELA
carrying boxes of her clothes and books into the
house.
ANGELA
How exciting, moving in
with a man! I've never
done that before. Just
kidding, you don't have
to keep me, just until I
find a place of my own...
PETER
Well, I hope I get to
keep you, Angela. I
really am in love, you
know.
ANGELA
Me too, I think.
INT. HOUSE - DAY
PETER
(nuzzling her)
In fact, maybe we should
try again to consummate
this thing.
ANGELA
Oh, Peter, I... I...
Please, not right... yet.
I had an experience last
night that I have to sort
out. I can't even talk
about it until I know if
I believe it myself. Is
that okay?
PETER
Oh, uh. Sure it is, sure.
Sorry, didn't mean to
jump you so fast.
ANGELA
But do jump me later,
please. Okay?
PETER
Oh, I promise. It's
just that you don't
seem to be especially
traumatized, not freaked
out or anything. Maybe
you've been up all night,
but you look like you've
had a good night's rest.
ANGELA
Actually, I do feel
quite refreshed.
PETER
Are you going to classes
today?
ANGELA
Oh, my chemistry final!
I'm supposed to be there
at 10:00!
INT. UNIVERSITY CLASSROOM - DAY
ANGELA is sitting at a desk along with 30 other
students, taking a written examination.
ANGELA (mental)
It's so hard to think
about this stuff, it
seems all too trivial...
my mind is racing.. last
night...
Æthyr could answer these
questions without
thinking. Perhaps I can
too. Since I can't think,
I won't even try, just
mark blindly...
(she rapidly checks off four
pages of exam papers without
reading them)
...done.
INT. UNIVERSITY LOUNGE -- DAY
An hour later, ANGELA is sitting alone at a table
in the otherwise crowded student cafeteria,
looking over her chemistry test papers.
SALLY, a girl ANGELA's age, joins her at the table.
SALLY
(jolly)
Hi, Angie. Got room here
for me?
ANGELA
(gloomy)
Oh hi, Sally, sure, help
yourself.
SALLY
Hmmm. Sounds like you
didn't do so good on that
big Chemistry test today.
ANGELA
Oh, I did all right. I've
just had a hard night,
that's all.
SALLY
(intrigued)
Oh? So is Angela finally
learning to party like
everybody else?
ANGELA
What? Oh, not really, I...
well, never mind.
SALLY
(shrugs)
Guess it must be the Chem
test after all?
ANGELA
In a way. Take a look.
(hands her the paper)
SALLY
(lifts eyebrows)
Wow! A hundred percent!
And you're actually gloomy
about THAT?
ANGELA
It's just that it's so
absurd! I never even looked
at the questions. I've
always been lucky at tests,
but this is silly!
SALLY
Well, you were lucky again,
what's wrong with that?
ANGELA
It's not really fair, I did
not earn that score at all.
SALLY.
(rolls eyes)
Aw, come on. Look, you
DO study a lot, Angie,
so I guess you'll just
have to accept the
horrible fate of being
blessed.
INT. PETER'S HOUSE -- DAY
ANGELA comes into the house with an armful of books.
PETER is cooking dinner.
ANGELA
Hi honey, I'm home!
(laughs)
Always wanted to be able
to say that.
PETER
Angela! I'm almost done
with dinner. You like
chili con carne?
INT. KITCHEN -- NIGHT
They are seated at the kitchen table, the chili has
been had, dishes pushed aside.
ANGELA
That was good. A man
who can cook, lucky me.
PETER
So come on, tell me
before I go crazy.
ANGELA
Okay, (sighs) here goes...
TIME HAS PASSED: ANGELA has told her story, it is
now time for PETER to react. He is trying to be
nonjudgmental, but can't help being skeptical.
ANGELA (CONT)
...so that's what happened.
PETER
You weren't on drugs?
ANGELA
I've never "been on" any
drug... ever.
PETER
Can I see this "Chalice"?
ANGELA takes it out of a moving box on the kitchen
floor, holds it up for PETER to see. It is not
glowing yet.
PETER looks puzzled, caught by surprise, as if it
was not what he expected.
PETER
Hmm, it's...
(then he seems to recognize
something about it)
The Chalice starts to glow very faintly.
PETER (CONT)
...oh God..
(starts to panic, staring at
The Chalice as if he feared it)
...no, no, I've got to
get out of here... sorry,
I...
He jumps up from the table, rips the door open and
runs off into the night without closing the door
behind him, as if running for his life.
ANGELA
(surprised)
Peter?
(staring out the open door she
realizes something)
Oh... it's... night.
Malignan can only live
at night.
She closes the door in sudden fear, backs away from
it.
ANGELA (CONT)
But no, there is no one
to raise him, except Æthyr,
and she certainly won't.
And why should I fear
him? I have the Chalice,
I can handle any devil
if I had to...
Coming out of the dark behind ANGELA we see
MALIGNAN creepily coming closer and into the light.
She does not see him.
He puts his big bloody hand on ANGELA's shoulder,
she turns, thinking it is PETER, but SCREAMS when
she sees that it is The Red One.
ANGELA
EEEK! Oh God!
MALIGNAN
(smiling wickedly)
Yes, my sweet little
virgin, it is I.
ANGELA
I... I... you scared me,
I wasn't expecting...
MALIGNAN
You are not so composed
when the Spirit of Æthyr
is not upon you.
You fear me now.
ANGELA
N-n-no, not really...it's
just...just...
MALIGNAN
Well, you SHOULD fear me
child, for I have come
to ravage you. It is
what I must do to escape
the bondage Æthyr places
upon me.
SHE I must love, but YOU
I may plunder, for you
are but a mortal, and
easy prey without
angelic powers.
ANGELA
But I am HER, you can't
touch me!
MALIGNAN
(gripping her shoulder)
I AM touching you.
ANGELA
How did you get back?
You're supposed to be in
the stone slab.
MALIGNAN
Oh ha, yes, do let me
boast of how I outsmarted
your angelic plans.
When Æthyr left me to
consume the group of
politically ambitious
plotters in Washington
D.C., I let one live...
FLASHBACK to the scene mentioned.
CONSPIRATOR#3 is on his knees pleading for his
life. We see MALIGNAN finishing eating the other
CONSIRATORS, but making a deal with #3.
MALIGNAN (OC)
The price of his life
was for him to raise me
again this night. I told
him how to do it-- the
words, the sacrifice--
and let him know that if
he did not do it I would
return some other way and
eat him. But that if he
did well, I would owe him
a task.
We see CONSPIRATOR#3 and his YOUNG ASSISTANT
boarding an airplane in D.C., the airplane in
flight, taking a taxi from SeaTac Airport.
Coming to the stone in the woods, murdering the
YOUNG ASSISTANT, MALIGNAN taking form once again,
then eating CONSPIRATOR#3.
MALIGNAN (CONT)
He DID well: he had to
fly out here from D.C to
raise me at sunset, he
sacrificed an innocent
young assistant, and I
was incarnate once again.
Then I followed your
scent to this place,
after consuming him, of
course.
FLASHBACK ENDS.
I know that without The
Chalice the Angel Æthyr
must be dormant, so I
watched to be certain
that it was in the other
room, so that you would
be helpless. Now you are
to be MY slave! Ha ha ha.
ANGELA
No, no! I don't believe
it! Leave me alone!
MALIGNAN
Aw, it won't be so bad,
little virgin, I'm really
quite a lover... as you
can see, I'm prodigiously
equipped, and of course,
I can go on all night
long-- which is what I
have in mind.
(he rips her clothes apart
and away in one sweep)
I hope you survive long
enough to experience most
of it, being the last
mortal experience you
will have in this
incarnation.
(takes her knees and yanks
her into position for raping)
This might hurt just a
little at first.. huh?
(his great manly erection
wilts like a wet noodle)
What? This is impossible!
This has never happened
before! I.. I..
(flustered, embarrassed)
ANGELA
Oh, thank God. Thank God,
I'm saved.
MALIGNAN
(enraged)
Thank GOD, eh? I'll
give you something to
thank God for... how
about Death?
MALIGNAN gives ANGELA a very angry karate chop to
the throat, breaking her neck. She makes one glug-
sound and her head flops back, obviously dead. He
jiggles her to make sure she is quite dead, then
tosses her body away like a rag doll.
MALIGNAN (soliloquy)
Well, this is a partial
victory at least: I am
not her slave now.
Although I did wish to
soil her innocence.
Then again, she was far
too dangerous. And she
still is.
The war is not won as
long as that Chalice yet
exists. Æthyr may be
disincarnated for now,
but she can no more be
destroyed than I can.
With that Chalice she
could awaken again; a
generation, a century
from now.
He turns to the fireplace to stare at The Chalice
sitting upon the mantle.
MALIGNAN
It must be destroyed.
But carefully, it is
Holy and I am demonic,
I dare not touch it.
But if I can wrap it in
something...
MALIGNAN looks around, sees a blanket draped over
an armchair, turns his back on The Chalice to
gather it up, and hears something behind him,
"SCUFF TINK!" He turns to look, and is startled
by what he sees.
MALIGNAN
(afraid)
Eeek! O, Satan!
ANGELA is standing tall and straight and naked
before the fireplace, head flopped to one side,
neck obviously broken, a just as obviously dead
blankness to her eyes. Her stance is threatening,
holding The Chalice in her right hand.
She thrusts with The Chalice, now full of Holy
Bloodwine which splashes over MALIGNAN. He tries
to defend himself with his hands, but can do
nothing against this attack. The fluid splashes
over him.
MALIGNAN explodes into fire and when the smoke
clears all that remains is a brand new ancient
stone slab lying on the floor.
ANGELA collapses backwards upon the stone slab,
still dead, The Chalice dropping from her hand.
It rolls away, stops, rocking slightly.
INT. CHALICE - SFX
Camera moves into a CLOSE UP of The Chalice,
entering the cup itself, which seems to be an
endless pit. In the distance there seems to be
light, red/yellow flame light: we are falling into
Hell. MALIGNAN drops past us at high speed,
accelerating, beginning to burn with re-entry
speed.
ENTERING HELL
He plunges into The Lake of Fire with a great
splash, and continues down into the boiling depths
like a torpedo. Once under that sea we see that
Hell is a very crowded place. There are weird
creatures everywhere, of all size and shape,
swimming or floating or sinking in the burning
brine. MALIGNAN crashes down through the crowds,
losing velocity to the density of traffic, until
he is caught up in a claustrophobic tangle of
monsters.
Consider this version of Hell very much like
floating inside a vast living creature turned
inside-out: the sea being the blood, external
instead of internal, although there are also some
tunnel passages which resemble arteries and veins.
Huge organs pump fluids back and forth as a heart
would, great lung-like bags foam with bubbles,
gland-like clumps seep colored fluids into the mix.
It is a great open space that seems to go on for
infinity in every direction except up, there is no
bottom. Flaming clumps of crap shoot around like
slow meteors, explosions happen frequently.
PRIMORDIALS -- small snakelike swimmers with heads
of bluish light seem to be the most common
creatures, resembling a cross between blood cells
and spermatozoa (or guppies), are the basic form of
souls in Hell, and bottom of the food chain. In
Hell, PAIN is food.
MALIGNAN muscles his way through the crowd, bigger
and stronger than most of the others, although
everything in Hell is just as ferocious and vicious.
He bites things, eating their pain, and they grow
smaller as he sucks them dry.
Suddenly he has room to move, in fact he's alone,
the other creatures have spread away from him. He
looks up to see something big coming at him.
A huge DRAGONSNAKE, 4 times MALIGNAN's size, comes
rushing at him, jagged jaws open wide. With a deft
move he gets past the jaws and claws, straddles it,
then bites the great beast on the back. There is a
great zap of energy around MALIGNAN's mouth, the
monster struggles, but is drained of pain and
shrinks to half its size, goes limp.
MALIGNAN releases it and swims away rapidly. He
comes into a slipstream that pulls him along,
accelerating within the flow, along with others.
Being pulled toward what resembles a wall of
pulsing meat, towards a slit that opens and closes
with vast muscular clenching. He is caught up in
the diastole of a gigantic heart beating with huge
FTOOOM FTOOOM sounds.
INT. HEART CHAMBER - TIMELESS
MALIGNAN is sucked into a ventricle, deftly
avoiding being crushed between the slabs of meat
crashing together. He dances zigzag to come to a
stop in a chamber of flesh. He staggers slightly,
obviously weary from his trip, but continues along
inside an artery.
20 weeping EX-VIRGINS, with each a heavy chain
fastened to their left ankles, are sitting with
backs to MALIGNAN. Another devil, BADASS, is
standing over them, tail switching sinuously back
and forth
MALIGNAN is offended and enraged. He makes a scene
as would a cuckolded husband. BADASS turns to face
him, looking worried at first, but he sees that
MALIGNAN is thin, his energies depleted, and he
smiles, ready to do battle for the harem.
MALIGNAN attacks the other devil, but BADASS easily
counters, stopping him. It's quickly obvious that
BADASS is much stronger.
MALIGNAN struggles, knees BADASS in the crotch, but
is himself thrown to the chamber floor and battered.
MALIGNAN looks up at his opponent from the floor,
well aware that he is losing the battle.
EXITING HELL.
INT. PETER'S HOUSE - DAY
The front door opens, PETER comes in, looking
apologetic.
PETER
Angela? I'm back!
Sorry I ran away
like that... are
you here?
CU PETER. His face freezes in horror at what he
sees.
View of PETER from behind, still frozen, looking at
the scene of ANGELA'S NAKED & DEAD BODY sprawled
backwards upon the Hell Slab in the middle of the
living room.
PETER
(covering his eyes)
O-hoo! If only I hadn't
run away! I've failed
her.
The room brightens behind PETER, who senses it and
turns to see the golden glowing & semi-transparent
ANGEL ÆTHYR.
PETER
Angela? Are.. you a
GHOST?
She does not speak but points across the room to
where The Chalice is lying upon the floor beside
the Hellslab.
PETER looks at The Chalice with fear.
PETER
That Chalice... but it...
(realizes what he must do)
...but HELL, I'm not
going to fail her again!
He resolutely approaches, then takes up The Chalice,
lifting it high. It begins to glow.
Now PETER can hear her:
ÆTHYR
Do you remember who you
are now?
PETER
(eyes closed, entranced,
now perfectly calm)
Oh, yes. Many lifetimes,
often in service to the
Angel Æthyr. That is my
karma, and I am here to
assist you once again,
my lady.
ÆTHYR
Do you recall your True
Self?
PETER
Yes. My True Name is
Aurthur, and I have a
destiny. It is I who
must one day battle the
Antichrist. And I who
shall...
(he lifts ANGELA'S body to
lay her out properly)
...now resurrect you.
Angela cannot die yet,
there are destinies to
be weaved.
Knowing exactly what to do, PETER pours Bloodwine
from The Chalice upon ANGELA'S body, her broken neck
heals, becomes straight again.
PETER
...by the power of The
Chalice and the cosmic
forces flowing through
me, I tell you Rise And
Live Again!
ANGELA
(gasps, coughs,
opens her eyes)
Am I alive? I was in
Hell...
(suddenly afraid)
...Malignan! He's not
here, is he? Don't let
him get me!
PETER
He's nowhere around.
ANGELA
Peter! It's you!
(notices that he's
holding The Chalice)
So now you're involved
too...
PETER
At your service, my lady.
ANGELA
What happened? Did you
heal me or something?
PETER
I am just an instrument
of cosmic forces. The
Chalice healed you.
ANGELA
"An instrument of cosmic
forces", yes, that says
it all, doesn't it? O
God, who asked for this?
(about The Chalice)
Take that damned cup
away from me, please.
PETER
I believe Christ said
words to that effect
while hanging on the
cross.
INT. KITCHEN -- NIGHT.
They are now sitting at the table, drinking tea.
ANGELA
You know, I'm remembering
all my past lives...
Dorotea in Babylon, Mirla
in Delphi, Joan of Arc
--and in each life I was
always a virgin.
I have been nuns, holy
priestesses, crusaders,
sorceresses, you name it.
I have died as innocent
girls on sacrificial
altars, and I have died
as spinsters and old
maids. Always pure,
ever a virgin.
Never have I been a lover,
or a mother, or a whore,
in all eternity I have
been denied the experience
of womanhood. What if I
want to break that mold?
To change? To be a wife
and a mother this time?
To Hell with the Angel
Æthyr! I am also ME and
I claim my own life!
If she is incarnate
within me she's welcome
to come along for the
ride, but I want to
control my own destiny
this time! I want out
of this circus-- I tell
you, I'm afraid... because
Æthyr has this horrible
AFFECTION for the Red
One!
We see that PETER is listening intently, but seems
to have nothing to say.
ANGELA (cont)
Peter! Let's break free
from these "cosmic forces",
we are people! Make love
to me! Please! NOW!
PETER
I... I'd love to, Angela.
But I can't even try just
now. I'm too overwhelmed
by all that I've seen.
Sorry.
ANGELA
(boo hoo)
The Red One told me
"sorry" too! (sob)
PETER
These destinies frighten
me too, but I have just
seen you return from the
dead, and I see that our
human viewpoint is so
shallow. Our lives don't
matter.
ANGELA
Well, my life matters to
ME! Why can't I live it?
Why can't we just be who
we want to be?
PETER
Because we have no choice.
INT. PETER'S APARTMENT - DAY
But first, all we see is the TV SCREEN: Newscast
in progress, Logo: "KVOS TV NEWS". NEWS GUY
standing in front of the wreckage of ANGELA'S
apartment house in daylight.
NEWS GUY
Two nights ago the Whatcom
County Sheriff's office
received an anonymous
call that a "blood
dripping devil incarnate"
was EATING people alive in
the Owl Tavern just outside
of Alger. Upon arrival at
the site police found
the Tavern totally
destroyed, leveled to
the ground, with several
cars apparently TOSSED
onto the heap.
Later that same night the
Camelot Apartment House
outside Bellingham was
attacked by what
witnesses described as
"a devil", a manlike
creature with horns and
a tail-- and "dripping
blood".
An inaccurate Artist's Rendition of MALIGNAN
comes onscreen.
So far there have been
no bodies found, but
those missing in relation
to this incident number
18, including two
Bellingham policemen...
ANGELA (OC)
And they don't even know
about the Drug Addict,
13 devil worshippers, 5
men in Washington D.C...
CUT TO : ANGELA and PETER sitting on the sofa,
watching the TV news broadcast.
ANGELA (CONT.)
...and the assistant who
was sacrificed last night.
Oh yeah, and the Warlock
himself.
PETER
My god, all that carnage
in one night. So now
what?
ANGELA
Now nothing as far as I'm
concerned. Finished!
PETER
But The Chalice, our
destinies...
ANGELA
I'm not going near that
chalice!
PETER
It's saved your life at
least twice...
ANGELA
And now it wants to take
over my life. To turn
me into a monster as
hard and ruthless as
Malignan. An avenging
angel.
If I become Æthyr again
it can only be to command
death and destruction
with that devil as my
hit-man. I won't do it!
TV
In El Sagrado today the
death-toll continues to
climb as the farmers
continue to be shot by
the government army on
one side and the
revolutionaries on the
other...
PETER
Now, there is an evil
worse than your devil.
ANGELA
Really. If I had the
power...
PETER
You DO have the power.
ANGELA
Yeah, too bad I'm
rejecting it. Night is
coming. I feel afraid.
PETER
Of what? You can't
even die.
ANGELA
Of...for my sanity, I
guess... no, for my SELF.
I'm afraid that big stone
slab in the living room
is going to become the
Red One again. I'm
afraid the Chalice is
going to drag me to it
without any choice on my
part and turn me into
Æthyr. I'm afraid I will
simply step into El
Sagrado and have a
hundred men consumed in
the name of justice.
Let's get out of here..
escape. Go see a movie
or something.
PETER
I'll wait here and see
what happens.
ANGELA (soliloquy)
He's hypnotized by that
Chalice. Peter's changed,
unemotional, obsessed.
But who wouldn't be
changed by all this?
EXT. SHOPPING MALL - DAY
ANGELA walks into a shopping mall, checks out the
movie posters at the multi-bio.
ANGELA
I could really use a
little escapism just
about now.
She wrinkles her nose at "Hearts and Flowers", but
averts her head from "Zombie Gore", and covers her
eyes from "Satan's Minions". She is about to give
up when she sees "Too True Love", billed as "this
year's romantic comedy".
ANGELA
Okay, this might do it.
MOVIE SCREEN: FINAL SCENE FROM "TOO TRUE LOVE".
Hero and heroine embracing, everything has worked
out. Comedy relief guy comes running in to them,
says something funny. (AUDIENCE LAUGHS) Credits
begin to roll up.
INT. MOVIE THEATER - DARK
ANGELA is smiling, at peace with the world for the
moment. The color of the light upon her face
changes abruptly, the music suggests a preview of
coming attractions. She looks interested, "oh boy,
previews!"
MOVIE SCREEN:
Fade in to a view of the Earth from space, the moon
behind. Deep overdramatic voice hyping the coming
attraction
ANNOUNCER
Soon there will be
walking this planet a
new creature of
unspeakable power for
good or evil. And it
shall be called DEMIGOD!
(CU DEMIGOD'S Face, looks like a
morph of Angela and Malignan)
Part Human, part Angel,
part Devil.
CU ANGELA. She does a disbelieving double-take,
looking scared. She looks around her in the
theater, sees that all the other people are frozen
in time, nothing is moving. She studies the
screen again.
MOVIE SCREEN: CU eyes--clearly MALIGNAN'S, the
mouth, clearly her own.
ANGELA
(closing her eyes, turning
away from the screen)
No. I won't watch any more of this.
ANNOUNCER
Action! Adventure!!
See the forces of good
and evil match powers
and wits...
ANGELA stands, a black silhouette against the
screen image of DEMIGOD making a stand among
explosions and rocket trails, shooting rays of
light from his/her fingers. ANGELA's own fingers
are clenched into fists, her silhouette signals
distress.
ANNOUNCER (CONT)
...in the struggle for
mastery of the planet.
And the unique
relationship of beautiful
Æthyr and hideous
Malignan.
CU ANGELA looking up at the screen in horror. The
color of light on her face suddenly changes, and
her expression goes from horror to absolute dismay.
She covers her eyes
ANNOUNCER (CONT)
See the blooming of their
forbidden love and the
awakening of Lust within
the Eternal Virgin...
ANGELA
O my God, o no no no no!
ANGELA turns to run from the theater. Behind her
we see the screen, full of the image of bodies
that could be MALIGNAN and ÆTHYR (although we see
no faces) having sweaty bloody passionate sex.
ANNOUNCER (CONT)
...see their frenzied
passion culminate in the
creating of the Demigod
and the strange destinies
that are woven for them...
INT. THEATER LOBBY - NIGHT
ANGELA comes out of the screening auditorium and
sees that people are still frozen in time. She
allows herself to react.
ANGELA
(in a fit of rage)
NO! NO, NO, NEVER!
USHER
Excuse me...are you all right, Miss?
ANGELA sees that time is suddenly working again
and that people in the Lobby are looking at her.
ANGELA
(startled, but trying to
compose herself)
Huh? Oh-- oh-- uh...
sort of. Yeah, I'm okay,
don't worry.
USHER
Can I help?
ANGELA
Uh... thanks but no one
can help... I just got
some bad news.
EXT. STREETS OF TOWN - NIGHT
Dark, except for streetlamps, shop windows.
Everything is closed, lonely, spooky. ANGELA is
walking home alone, but she's not afraid of the
dark, too busy ranting to herself.
ANGELA (soliloquy)
"I'm okay"? What bullshit,
I'm cosmically DOOMED is
all! Where does this
"angel" trip draw the
line? What about my
love life with Peter?
Although he seems to be
more in love with Æthyr
than me. Just like...
like the Bloody Red One.
Nobody wants Angela Snow.
She should just cease to
exist, then all would be
in harmony.
(waves her arms in
frustration)
But I can't even cease
to exist: even if I did
consider suicide to keep
that devil out of my pants,
I'd just come back to
life because Destiny and
That Chalice says so.
No choice.
(she stops to think)
Except that doesn't make
sense. If anyone on this
planet has choices it
should be me: I'm a
goddamn angel incarnate!
Funny, though: what is
an angel doing being
incarnated? She should
be above going through
Karmic Lessons by now.
Get a hold of yourself
Angela baby. Think!
What are your options?
Escape! I could go to...
San Francisco, change my
name, dye my hair, get
rid of my soul... nope.
Or... destroy The Chalice.
If it can be. Or put it
somewhere safe... like
the bottom of the sea!
(now moving toward home with
resolution in her step)
I'll take the Ferry to
Port Townsend and half
way across, just toss it
overboard. Yes, that's
what I'll do! Oh, I
feel better just having
a plan of action!
EXT. PETER'S HOUSE, FRONT PORCH - NIGHT
ANGELA approaches boldly, resolutely, up on the
porch, reaches for the doorknob-- and hesitates.
Suddenly she's wondering what's waiting for her in
there. She vacillates, but finally she forces
herself to go in.
INT. PETER'S HOUSE.
PETER
(turning to see ANGELA
opening the door)
Hi, Angela. I'm glad
you're back. I was
getting worried.
ANGELA
(still hesitating in the
doorway, nervous)
Oh Peter, uh, hi. Uh... the stone slab?
PETER
Everything's the same.
Slab and Chalice.
We see the slab laid out on the living room floor,
neatly aligned with the fireplace, on the mantle of
which The Chalice is glowing slightly. Looks like
an altar in a cathedral.
ANGEL
(unenthusiastic, but relieved)
Mmm. Well, good.
(she studies The Chalice
from a distance)
PETER
Are you feeling better?
ANGELA
Not really. But at least
The Chalice doesn't seem
to be controlling my mind
just now. Although I do
keep remembering past
lives when I look at it.
PETER
(almost entranced)
So do I.
ANGELA
Yes, well, there's none
I want to repeat.
(turns away)
I'm not interested in
dealing with all this
tonight. I'm going to
bed. The last time I
slept I was dead.
(looks at PETER hopefully)
Are you... do you want
to come to bed with me?
PETER
(hypnotized by The Chalice)
Huh? Ah... in a bit..
I... want to look at The
Chalice... for a while...
ANGELA
(giving up, leaving the room)
Okay. (sighs)
INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT
ANGELA in bed, struggling to get comfortable with
covers and pillow
ANGELA
Boy, he sure is romantic.
Looks like I'm going to
be a virgin one more
night... mm.. tired...
FADE OUT/ FADE IN SFX DREAM:
ANGELA sees her hands before her, flying through
the Cosmic Zone. It is wonderful, lights, sparks,
streaks of energy. A bright uplifting music
reverberates all around her.
Then we see a swirling whirlpool of fire below.
Hell, of course. We see ANGELA's hands trying to
steer us away, but we fall into it anyway. The
roaring noise of Hell soon overwhelms anything
like music.
We fall faster, past all kinds of monsters in the
fluids of fire, entering vast tunnels interlacing
the vast muscle of Hell. Our velocity increases
until everything is a blur.
And then we STOP.
INT. CHAMBER IN HELL
We are behind MALIGNAN, who is sprawled out on the
floor, BADASS holding him down with a heavy foot as
he sucks pain from a pretty blonde EX-VIRGIN.
Recharged with fresh pain, BADASS goes back to work
on MALIGNAN, who hasn't the strength to stop him.
ÆTHYR suddenly allows herself to be seen, her golden
glow illuminating the chamber with holy light.
EVERYONE notices her, all freeze.
The EX-VIRGINS lift their heads, suddenly filled
with a feeling of wonder. BADASS cringes back,
instinctively knowing not to touch an angel.
MALIGNAN looks confused.
ÆTHYR moves through the chamber, graceful and
unafraid, to the prone MALIGNAN, kneels down to his
level.
The roar of Hell is too loud to allow speaking, but
ÆTHYR lifts her hand, the tip of her index finger
becomes a bright white point of light. She writes
a message in the air, which lingers long enough to
be read as sentences before fading away.
ÆTHYR'S TEXT
"Shall I help you?"
MALIGNAN nods eagerly. BADASS scowls, looks nervous.
ÆTHYR'S TEXT
"OK, if you free your harem."
Some of the EX-VIRGINS understand the text, look at
each other in surprise and wonder, and even a tiny
bit of hope.
But MALIGNAN frowns, shakes his head an angry NO.
He struggles to his feet while BADASS dares not
approach the angel, ready to make his stand alone.
ÆTHYR and MALIGNAN face each other for a second in
silent challenge. Then she gently blows out the
bright light at the tip of her finger as if it were
a match and walks away backwards. Her glow fades
away and she seems to vanish from the chamber.
BADASS sees that the angel is gone and he has a open
path to get at MALIGNAN again, smiles an evil smile
and resumes his attack.
BADASS punches MALIGNAN with blow- that- would-
fell- ox, MALIGNAN responds by quickly getting a
good firm bite on BADASS' leg, sucking pain.
BADASS winces and then knees MALIGNAN off him.
BADASS grabs nearest girl and sucks pain.
MALIGNAN entreats one of the girls of his harem
to give him some pain, but they avoid him. No
one comes to help MALIGNAN, and in a moment BAD
ASS is empowered with fresh pain.
Then he grabs MALIGNAN, bites arm, is surprised at
the good taste of Karma. But MALIGNAN is soon
drained.
BADASS lifts a totally limp almost weightless
MALIGNAN over his head with one hand, and strides
out of the chamber.
EXT. ABOVE BOTTOMLESS PIT
We are on the edge of a vast crater, impossibly
deep, looking down into a distant darkness, unlit
by the usual flames of Hell. Several tunnels lead
into the Pit, from which flow streams of flaming
blood, afloat with struggling creatures and chunks
of matter, all dumping into the Pit, falling and
falling into infinity forever.
MALIGNAN is tossed, begins to plunge down into The
Bottomless Pit along with all the other doomed
souls. He rebounds off a wall, giant EATERS attack
him, biting him and holding on. First one, then
another, then they come swarming, hundreds of eaters
biting him until he can no longer be seen in the
cluster. We cannot hear MALIGNAN screaming, but he
is obviously in pain, unable to fight them off.
INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT
ANGELA sits up, suddenly awake.
ANGELA
Whew! What a weird dream.
(mental)
At least, I think it was
a dream. But I'll bet
it wasn't, probably
another vision. Poor
Malignan.
(reconsidering)
Huh? What am I saying?
It couldn't happen to a
nicer devil. That
monster is EVIL.
(she looks around the room,
realizes that she is alone)
Peter?
ANGELA gets up, puts on a bathrobe, and goes out to
find PETER.
INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
ANGELA sees PETER asleep on the sofa.
ANGELA
There he is, King Arthur
reborn. Some romance.
She looks at the Stone Slab, the Chalice upon the
TV, everything as it was. She turns away from them
to go back to bed, but as she does so, a golden
LIGHT begins to glow behind her.
ANGELA
Oh no!
ANGELA turns to face The Chalice, which is glowing
brightly now.
ANGELA
Of course. I should have
expected this.
She approaches it, looks down to see that it is now
full of bloodwine, seeing the reflection of her eyes
on the surface of the liquid. She grabs The Chalice,
considers, then turns it over to dump out the magic
wine. But is surprised to find that it's empty.
Looks inside it again.
ANGELA
That's weird... oh, it's
full again! It's really
full!
She throws The Chalice from her, which is suddenly
empty again. It lands right side up, and big drops
splash up out from it. She looks, finding that it
is full again, kicks it, but nothing splashes. The
Chalice lands on its side, so she lets it lie there.
ANGELA
Now you CAN'T be full.
Har dee haw haw, as
Badass would say.
ÆTHYR
(voice from CHALICE)
Angela.
ANGELA pressing her head against the wall and her
fist in her mouth, tears running down her face.
ANGELA
Damn damn damn damn.
I heard that.
ÆTHYR
(voice from CHALICE)
Angela, please. This is Æthyr.
ANGELA
(astounded)
Æthyr? Wait, I do want
to talk with you, or
myself, or whatever it is
that we are.
ÆTHYR
(voice from CHALICE)
Then look into The
Chalice.
ANGELA stands The Chalice on the floor and kneels
above it, looking down into it. She sees her
reflection on the bloodwine once again.
ANGELA
My reflection.
ÆTHYR (voice from CHALICE)
As you are mine, Angela.
ANGELA (to The Chalice)
No!
I am not your reflection,
Æthyr. I am a real
person: I have my own
personality and desires.
But now my whole life
has been rendered
worthless by this Chalice,
by you, the Angel Æthyr,
by The Red One, by
"Aurthur", and I resent
it!
Until two days ago I was
looking forward to some
sort of love-life, only
to discover that I am
locked into permanent
holy virginity. And then
Peter gets turned into a
celibate "King Arthur".
Two days ago I was a
hard-working Poly Sci
Major, but now I see that
my studies are meaning-
less because I already
know everything through
you.
At least I wasn't a
Theology Major! Thank
God for small favors.
ÆTHYR
If you truly knew every-
thing now we would not be
having this conversation.
Pain and confusion are
common reactions to new
knowledge, but the result
is to be Enlightenment.
You are indeed a student,
Angela, an eternal student
whose previous lives upon
Earthlevel have been
cosmic classes. You are
enrolled there not to
control the class, but
to learn the lesson, to
endure the experience
and to strive for the
ultimate goal.
ANGELA
Goal? What goal?
ÆTHYR
Why, to get an "A",
right?
ANGELA
An "A"? I'd think
Enlightenment would have
more value than one
measly "A".
ÆTHYR
Pretty much the same,
actually.
ANGELA
Then I want to drop this
class, take an incomplete,
change my Major. I saw
that pornographic
prophecy of me--or rather
YOU--having sex with the
Red One! I hate him!
That could never be my
choice! I want out!
I want to chose my own
destiny! I want to be
free!
ÆTHYR
Your wish is to be free
of yourself. However, the
choice is yours.
You probably have, in fact,
more power of choice than
almost anyone else on
Earthlevel at this moment.
ANGELA
Then I choose to be free
of all this cosmic drama.
I choose to be an ordinary
woman with husband and
children this time. I
choose to be free of the
Bloody Red One. I choose
to evolve!
At this moment the TELEVISION turns itself on with
a good solid CLICK. The screen lights up with news
coverage of a Latin American village full of
soldiers.
TV VOICE
...in the Latin American
country of El Sagrado
today, even now some
fifty farmers are being
held for execution by
government forces. It
seems that the entire
population of Tlecatle
is to be punished for
local guerilla terrorist
activities. International
protest seems to be of
no avail...
ANGELA
Oh no! How...how Evil!
(resolved)
The night is half-gone
already. No time for
personal problems.
ANGELA takes The Chalice from atop the TV, and
without the slightest hesitation, drinks the
contents of the cup. She immediately becomes
ÆTHYR, glowing, entranced.
ÆTHYR
Malignan!
She twirls around to face the Hell Slab in the
middle of the room. She chants arcane phrases in
an unknown language as she POURS bloodwine from
the Chalice upon the Hell Slab to call up MALIGNAN.
But there is no reaction, nothing happens.
ÆTHYR
(waits, then realizes:)
Malignan cannot emerge
from the Bottomless Pit.
(calmly sits in an overstuffed
chair, relaxes, closes her eyes)
Nothing else to do but
go to Hell.
SFX. HELL: THE BOTTOMLESS PIT.
ÆTHYR is diving downwards through the flames,
somewhat faster than all other objects and monsters
also dropping into the Bottomless Pit. She passes
one after another, then catches up with the large
cluster of Eaters swarming at MALIGNAN.
LARGE EATER tries to attack ÆTHYR, but is repelled
as its jaws try to close on her. They can't bite
an angel.
As she moves into the cluster of Eaters around
MALIGNAN they too are repelled, scattering away,
leaving him alone. But still helpless, falling
endlessly down into the depths of the Bottomless
Pit.
ÆTHYR moves in close to MALIGNAN, falling along
with him, sees that he is emaciated, drained of
energy. She actually seems sympathetic. He seems
unconscious. She touches him, shakes his shoulder
to awaken him.
MALIGNAN is confused, then realizes that ÆTHYR is
with him. Then he is even more surprised to realize
that she is pressing her arm to his mouth. She is
offering to feed him on her pain.
he bites firmly into the juicy arm. Weakly at
first, then ferociously, greedily.
ÆTHYR allows him to take enough to revive his
strength, even though it clearly hurts intensely,
until she signals for him to stop.
But MALIGNAN is quite enthusiastic now, and
greedily into getting all he can get. He makes a
ferocious "rrrNNNN " sound and sucks pain with
redoubled enthusiasm.
ÆTHYR begins to struggle against him, now, seeming
to be afraid now. She tries to break free of his
bite, but he has a good grip now, and continues to
drain her.
CU MALIGNAN smiling wickedly, chuckling evilly, no
intention of stopping yet.
They fall and fall and fall, the devil sucking her
pain, ÆTHYR's struggles become weaker.
Suddenly he stops biting, looking quite satisfied,
as if he had just eaten the best meal of his life--
which he probably had. ÆTHYR is limp.
MALIGNAN shakes her, signals for them to go up now.
ÆTHYR does not respond. He slaps her until her
eyes flutter open, then jabs a thumb upwards.
ÆTHYR shakes her head, meaning she can't take them
up, he had drained her of too much power. MALIGNAN
grins, shakes his head no, and jabs up again.
ÆTHYR is almost unconscious, but she manages to
Open a port into the Cosmic Zone, they fall into
it and are gone from the Bottomless Pit.
EXT. COSMIC ZONE
They blink into the sparkly space between worlds.
They can speak now.
MALIGNAN
All right, angel, now
take us back up to my old
turf, I have some un-
finished business there.
ÆTHYR
(helplessly limp)
... I'm not sure I can.
You were too greedy, you
pig, took too much...
MALIGNAN
Naw, I'm expert at sucking
pain, you've got just
enough energy left. Now
come on!
ÆTHYR
I'll try...
They Cosmic Zone is suddenly right beside
MALIGNAN's old turf.
MALIGNAN
(robust, full of vim and vigor)
Thanks. I'll get back
to you in a minute.
This won't take long.
He continues on through the exit port and is gone.
INT. HELL, CHAMBER OF EX-VIRGINS.
BADASS is feeding on one of the girls, who is
dangling weakly in his grip, when MALIGNAN comes
flying out of the Cosmic Zone at high speed, skip-
landing to continue into BADASS like a battering
ram. BADASS is knocked flying.
They wrestle, but it is immediately clear that
BADASS is no match for MALIGNAN and is absolutely
overpowered.
BADASS is surprised. He is clearly wondering how
MALIGNAN gained so much power.
MALIGNAN nods over at ÆTHYR, looking quite smug.
BADASS understands that his opponent has fed on
angel pain.
MALIGNAN squeezes BADASS like putty into a little
ball which he holds compressed in his left hand.
BADASS is grunting and whining as he is mashed,
but these guys are devils, can't be killed, not
even by drastic shape changes.
MALIGNAN casts the BADASS/BALL out into Hell. It
flies out of the Chamber, ricocheting off several
walls on its way toward infinity.
The EX-VIRGINS, seeing that BADASS is gone, come
rushing to MALIGNAN, bowing and pleading for mercy.
EX-VIRGIN "A" points to her chained foot, raises
her eyebrows: clearly asking if she can go free
now. The other girls join in, they all hope to be
released at last.
MALIGNAN shakes his head, spreads his hands, a
clear refusal. The girls are crestfallen.
EX-VIRGIN "B" points at something behind MALIGNAN.
He turns and sees:
ÆTHYR lying weak and helpless on the chamber floor,
struggling to sit up, but cannot. She seems to be
dying. He rolls his eyes, assuming she is faking.
MALIGNAN turns to ignore her, he grabs a girl and
bites her arm to suck pain, thus re-establishing
his territory. She does not resist although it
hurts her. But he frowns, stops sucking and makes
a face as if he has just tasted the misery of the
girl for the first time.
He releases her, grabs another girl, bites again.
Same distaste, same lack of satisfaction. He is
confused
Now he turns to look at ÆTHYR.
She is lying quite still.
His face reveals some concern. He approaches her,
gives her a little prod with a toe. Then shakes
her carefully. No reaction.
MALIGNAN kneels down beside her, holds her upper
body in his arms, caresses her arm. Finally he
looks sorry for what he has done.
Her eyes flutter slightly open. She looks at the
EX-VIRGINS, then at MALIGNAN. Set them free?
MALIGNAN understands, but shakes his head. ÆTHYR
closes her eyes and her glow fades away to nothing,
as if she had died.
MALIGNAN panics, shakes her, tries to revive her.
Then he makes the big Karmic Decision: closes his
eyes with the effort of it, puts her hand on his
head so that she can feel him nod it "yes".
But she does not respond.
MALIGNAN sets her down and turns to the EX-VIRGINS,
gesturing that they can go. He releases their
chains with a touch of his tail, there are sparks
and the heavy links fall free. They are free!
The girls are excited, uncertain, disbelieving,
afraid and confused. But they do not run off,
since they have no idea where to run to.
They turn to the Angel ÆTHYR, who is lying still.
MALIGNAN has his back to ÆTHYR, he has given up all
hope. Then he sees the girls point past him, and
he turns in time to see:
ÆTHYR suddenly springing up into an athletic double-
flip, landing on her feet with a flourish of limbs,
obviously full of energy and in perfect control.
She seems to be giggling.
MALIGNAN scowls, having been made a fool.
ÆTHYR comes to him, touches his and smiles. He can
only discard his anger and smile back.
The EX-VIRGINS crowd around the Angel and the Devil,
also smiling now, but also entreating for help in
escaping Hell.
ÆTHYR points in the direction they shall go, and
everyone follows her from the chamber.
EXT. HELL-TUBE / ARTERY
We see ANGELA and MALIGNAN leading 20 EX-VIRGINS,
all flowing like a school of fish in the powerful
current gushing through the artery system of Hell.
They move rapidly and gracefully.
VARIOUS MONSTERS ATTACK the group. MALIGNAN is now
their protector, heroically fighting the monsters.
VAMPIRES attack, he thrashes them too. Then DEMONS,
he punches them out too.
EXT. WELLSPRING
At last the group arrives at the Wellspring of Life,
an enormous thundering geyser of life-fluid-energy
shooting up out of Hell (like an upside-down
waterfall). We see millions of primordials being
streamed up into The Light Above.
The girls are going "Oooo" & "Aaaa". They are also
afraid. ÆTHYR gestures to them that it is this way
they must go to reincarnate onto Earthlevel once
again.
The girls are determined to leave Hell, EX-VIRGIN
"A" offers thanks to ÆTHYR, and even gives MALIGNAN
a goodbye embrace, then steps into the roaring flow
and is immediately sucked up toward the light.
Once the first has departed, the other girls follow
her. We see the EX-VIRGINS stepping into the upflow
and be swept away from Hell one at a time, until
only one EX-VIRGIN remains.
YASHUKO is reluctant to leave MALIGNAN with no one,
even after having been his slave for a thousand
years. She offers to stay with him.
MALIGNAN behaves like a real gentleman, gives her
an embrace and sends her off into the foaming flow.
We see her ascending in the upflow of the
Wellspring along with all the other girls
until only MALIGNAN and ÆTHYR remain.
ÆTHYR gives MALIGNAN a nod, a smile and a thumbs up.
MALIGNAN nods back, wondering what next.
Once again, ÆTHYR writes in the air with a glowing
fingertip:
ÆTHYR'S TEXT
"Now I need your help on
Earthlevel."
MALIGNAN
(nods)
ÆTHYR'S TEXT
(also nods)
"I will send for you
from there."
ÆTHYR opens a port and vanishes into the Cosmic
Zone.
MALIGNAN is standing alone, watching the Wellspring
churn and flow. He steps closer, puts a finger in
the upward flow and contemplates being transported
up to an incarnation on Earthlevel. Then he steps
back, awaiting Æthyr's call.
A voice suddenly calls out behind him, a voice so
powerful that it can be heard even over the
cacophony of Hell.
SATAN (OC)
(powerful, thundering voice)
Malignan!
MALIGNAN turns to see SATAN as a gigantic demonic
FACE floating in flames, rather like the Wizard
of Oz.
SATAN
You are in disfavor,
Malignan: you have
allowed the unauthorized
escape of your harem-
souls, you have taken
karma upon yourself, and
you consort with an Angel.
You are not fit to be a
Devil.
Now you shall ascend to
Earthlevel in the service
of that Angel, but you may
never descend again before
you defeat her.
Until then, you are
banished from Hell!
MALIGNAN tries to answer back, but his own voice
is lost in the roaring noise.
SATAN
Yes, you certainly might
burn in sunlight. Perhaps
even perish.
If so, good riddance...
SATAN fades away, leaving MALIGNAN alone.
MALIGNAN tries to call "Wait, WAIT!" to no avail,
he cannot be heard, even if SATAN was still there.
He is visibly upset, looking around for a way out.
Once again he notices the Wellspring. He focuses
upon it, studies it, contemplating just hopping
into another life to get out of the mess he's in.
Cut away from Hell.
INT. PETER'S HOUSE - NIGHT
We have returned to ANGELA/ÆTHYR sitting in the
same overstuffed chair, same position as when she
started her dream of Hell. She begins to glow,
opens her eyes.
ÆTHYR
(looks at a clock)
That was quite an
adventure, considering
that no time has passed
here. But time is
passing now.
(she stands up, reaches for
The Chalice, which begins to glow)
If we are to do any good
in El Sagrado I'd better
get Malignan up here now.
PETER (OC)
Angela?
PETER is lying on the sofa across the room, having
been awakened by ÆTHYR'S bright glow. He sees her
from behind standing over the Hellslab with The
Chalice held above it in her right hand. She
is chanting softly.
PETER (CONT)
Wait, you're not Angela
at all now, are you?
you must be the Angel
Æthyr! What is going on?
What are you doing?
ÆTHYR
I am raising the Red One.
PETER
What? The... that Devil?
But it will KILL people.
You can't, Angela, no!
(getting to his feet,
moving toward her)
I won't LET you do that!
PETER runs at ÆTHYR from behind to grab The Chalice
from her hands. Without looking back she raises
her left arm and he is cast back into the sofa by
an invisible force.
ÆTHYR
You cannot interfere,
Peter.
(chants)
Absa Latha Rangar-rathana!
(pours the wineblood from The
Chalice to splash onto the
Hellslab)
Rise, Red One.
EXT. HELL, AT WELLSPRING
MALIGNAN is still facing the thundering upward flow
of the Wellspring, still torn about his next move,
just doesn't know what to do.
Then the loudness of Hell fads away, ÆTHYR's
chanting can be heard all around him, like music,
points of light flash at his feet.
ÆTHYR'S CHANTING (OC)
Absa Latha Rangar-rathana!
Rise, Red One.
MALIGNAN looks wistfully at the Wellspring, then
resolutely upward, obviously choosing the Angel, and
braces himself for the journey.
SFX: MALIGNAN abruptly ASCENDS, launched upward,
becoming warped (elongated) as his velocity
increases to warp speed. We see him from a
distance, flashing up through a cutaway of all the
geological strata of the earth.
To suddenly erupt up through the Hellslab and arrive
in the living room of PETER'S house with a great
spraying of volcanic ash from the Hellslab, which has
suddenly converted from stone into demonic flesh.
He ends up standing between ÆTHYR and PETER.
MALIGNAN
(flexing his bulging muscles,
feeling good)
Say, that Chalice Blood-
wine is powerful stuff!
That was the fastest
ride up-- ever! And I
feel great, strong...
PETER
(eyes bulging with
disbelief ...or fear?)
My.. my... my God! It's
really a REAL devil! And
dripping blood- yuk!
MALIGNAN
(leaning toward PETER
with a greedy hunger)
Ah, you have a sacrifice
ready for me, good girl!
PETER rocks back in horror and fear. MALIGNAN
hovers threateningly, ready to grab and eat.
ÆTHYR (calm)
No, do not touch him.
He is our ally.
MALIGNAN
(disappointed)
Ally? What do we need
him for? He's only a
man.
ÆTHYR
His karma is connected
to mine.
MALIGNAN
(suspicious, jealous)
Do you love him?
ÆTHYR
Angela does.
MALIGNAN
(more suspicious, more jealous)
And Æthyr?
ÆTHYR
Æthyr loves all life.
MALIGNAN
(challenging her)
Even mine?
ÆTHYR
(ignoring his temper)
We must make haste.
There is a situation in
El Sagrado that calls
for our talents. Come.
A point of light upon ÆTHYR's fingertip expands
into an open port to the Cosmic Zone. ÆTHYR and
MALIGNAN step into it and are gone from the living
room.
Left behind alone, PETER is upset and confused.
PETER
No, Angela-- Æthyr--
don't do it! Don't go...
(recognizing the futility)
...she's gone. Off to be
the Avenging Angel again.
And with that... Monster!
(mental)
Holy shit, was that
thing a disgusting
horror! All that
blood, those black
soulless eyes-- and he
would have "consumed"
me like fast food.
(shudders, shakes, is
really rattled)
I've never really faced
something so obviously
EVIL before, that was
pretty chilling.
And Angela is swept away
by the Power that thing
gives her, she seems to
have no compunctions
about using him.
(realizing)
He's perverting her! But
what can I do?
(suddenly turning to
face The Chalice)
The Chalice! When Angela
drinks from it she
becomes the Angel. If I
drink from it...
(reaches for it, looks into it)
...empty.
(giving up, defeated)
The Chalice serves Æthyr,
not me.
(refusing to accept
that, resolving his will)
But I've got to do
something to kill off that
Monster before it destroys
Angela. I have no choice.
EXT. TROPICAL FARMLAND - NIGHT
We are in El Sagrado now, surrounded by hilly farm
land, not far out of the jungle, palm trees
scattered around on the horizon beneath a
scintillating starry sky. No buildings here,
no people.
SFX: A shimmering circle of blue light, a hole
opens in the air, and ÆTHYR and MALIGNAN come
gliding out of the Cosmic Zone to land gracefully.
The hole closes and disappears behind them.
ÆTHYR
We have only a few hours
until dawn. We must
work fast.
MALIGNAN
So this is El Sagrado.
(not impressed)
ÆTHYR
The town of Tlecatle is
over the hill.
They walk that way.
MALIGNAN
Do you have a plan?
ÆTHYR
Not exactly a plan.
We'll just go with the
flow.
MALIGNAN
So do you really expect
me to take on an entire
army?
ÆTHYR
Oh, I have no doubt that
you could do it, Red One,
but that would be
inefficient. We'll focus
on the top of the chain
of command.
They come over the hilltop and are looking down on
a small village. It is late at night, but there
are lights everywhere, military vehicles, people
clustered in the middle of it all.
ÆTHYR
Oh, but first...there is
the rape of an innocent
virgin about to occur
among the hostages.
I wish to prevent that.
MALIGNAN
Huh, why?
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(note: all text in brackets [] is spoken
in Spanish, subtitled in English)
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EXT. VILLAGE - NIGHT
We are suddenly among the 25 VILLAGERS being held
prisoner by 15 armed SOLDIERS, they are all quite
awake, there is a drama going on.
Capitan ORTEGA, a fat older man, is pulling young
and pretty ROSALIA by the wrist. Her parents, old
man LAZARO and MAMACITA, are trying to stop him, but
SOLDIERS are holding them off.
MAMACITA
No, por favor, senores,
[not my daughter! This is
a crime in the eyes of God!]
SGT PELOTA steps up and brutally pushes MAMACITA
back by her face.
SGT PELOTA
[Shut up, slut!]
ROSALIA
(struggling against the Captain)
No no, dios no! Por favor!
ORTEGA
(merciless)
[Come with me, whore, I'm
gonna screw you!]
ROSALIA
Senor Capitan, isn't it
enough that you are going
to kill us all in the
morning?
Why must you dishonor me
as well? I beg of you
in the name of God to
let me die pure.]
ORTEGA
(sarcastic)
[Just relax and enjoy it,
little one. There's no
way out of this... what's
that light?]
ÆTHYR is the light, she and MALIGNAN have just
arrived at the scene.
SGT PELOTA
(turning, surprised)
Que?
ÆTHYR
Enough of that, Capitan Ortega.
VILLAGERS (amazed)
1. [God protect us--
a devil!]
2. [And look-- an Angel!]
ÆTHYR
Take him, Malignan.
MALIGNAN
Aw, can't we watch him
do it first?
ÆTHYR
(surprised)
What?
MALIGNAN
(shrugging)
Well, raping a virgin
makes him my kind of guy,
after all.
ÆTHYR
Do it.
MALIGNAN
Yes dear. Sorry, guy.
MALIGNAN reaches over and crumples ORTEGA'S steel
helmet with one hand, head along with it. Then he
pulls the dead Captain to him and starts eating
him up in big bites.
SOLDIER #2
[Dios mio, I'm sick.]
SOLDIER #3
[It's EATING Capitan Ortega!]
SGT PELOTA
[Shoot! Shoot! That
bloody monster has killed
our Capitan-- and shoot
her too.]
ÆTHYR
[Do not shoot me if you
value your lives, for
any violence you offer
me shall return to you.]
SGT PELOTA
[Shoot it!]
SOLDIER #3
[S...si, s..senor.]
The SOLDIERS open fire on MALIGNAN. Bullets rip
into him, he heals immediately, but it does hurt.
MALIGNAN
Ow! Hey that stings
ORTEGA
[Perhaps bullets can't
stop that devil, but we
can stop HER!]
ÆTHYR
[As ye sow, so shall ye...
reap.]
SOLDIER #1
[She IS an Angel! We are
in combat with agents of
God and Satan!]
MALIGNAN
Run, cowards- hey, look
at them go.
ÆTHYR
Fine, let them go hide until
dawn... but not that man,
Arturo Mendez. Bring him
to me.
MENDEZ is running, but MALIGNAN a
hundred times faster, lifts him by the
collar and carries him back to ÆTHYR
with one hand.
MENDEZ tries to struggle, but he is
shaken silly and ends up dangling
helpless by his collar before the Angel.
ÆTHYR
[You are a serial killer,
Arturo Mendez. You've
been misusing the militia
to murder innocent women
and children, just as you
have gladly engineered this
official execution for
tomorrow. Your karma is
very dark. You shall be
punished now.]
MENDEZ
[No, por favor, no!]
MALIGNAN
[Sorry man, she shows no
mercy, you know.]
From behind we see MALIGNAN gobbling up
MENDEZ all in a few fast greedy bites,
and the officer is gone.
When MALIGNAN turns, wiping meat from his face, he
sees that all the VILLAGERS are kneeling and
praying before him and ÆTHYR. Chanting "Ave Maria"
and "Dios Mio".
MALIGNAN
Looks like we made a big
impression on the local
yokels.
ÆTHYR
Yes, these poor people
are more frightened of
us than the soldiers who
were to shoot them at
dawn.
(to VILLAGERS)
Arise! You need neither
fear nor worship us, we
have come to save you.
ROSALIA
[...forgive me for my sins
...ave maria, ave maria,
ave, maria...]
LAZARO
[Excuse me, senorita Angel,
but why are you with a
devil? We understood
the threat of the
soldiers, but this we
do not understand.]
ÆTHYR
[Your immortal souls are
safe, as are your bodies.
Yes, I am an angel of the
Lord. This devil is my
teammate, our work is to
restore the balance of
good and evil.. for there
is too much evil
happening just now.]
MAMACITA
[You saved the purity of my
daughter, Rosalia, and I
am grateful. But we all
fear that devil-- we just
saw him EAT a man!]
ÆTHYR
[Those men had karma that
called for such a
punishment, and that is
this devil's work.]
MALIGNAN (mental)
(leering at ROSALIA, sniffing)
The smell of this virgin
we saved is driving me
mad, and she's so cute!
I want her, I want her,
I want her...(groan)
LAZARO
[But nothing like this
has ever happened in the
Holy Bible, how can we
have faith in what you
are saying?]
MALIGNAN (still mental)
But it would probably
piss Æthyr off if I did
rape that little chica...
and besides, when I look
at Æthyr I see what I
REALLY want: that body,
that soul...Satanas am I
frustrated! All these
bodily drives, grr, grrr!
ÆTHYR
[I do not wish to offend
your faith, but it does
not matter what you
believe or not.]
MALIGNAN (mental)
Oh yeah, I want Æthyr,
but I know I can't have
her. Not the way I want
her. Now this Rosalia
chica would be easy:
some psychic domination,
a sweet little raping,
and her soul would be
mine for eternity.
Second best is not so
bad...
...got to maintain some
semblance of self-control
and discipline. But she's
so cute, that sweet smell!
Arrgggh! I can't stand
it! Look away! Get my
mind off it! Do
SOMETHING!
LAZARO
[Faith not matter? Then
you are certainly not an
angel of the Lord, and
we must reject your
rescue!]
MALIGNAN
[Oh yeah? You think you
know it all with your
ridiculous misinterpreta-
tion of religion? Let me
explain this: if you
screw up our rescue I'll
simply EAT you all!
Have faith in THAT!]
All the VILLAGERS cower and cringe before
MALIGNAN, whimpering in fear.
MALIGNAN
(to ÆTHYR)
I think they see the
light.
ÆTHYR
[Go up to the hills.
You shall not be here
for the execution at
dawn. The firing squad
will find only me.]
LAZARO
[But the army will only
pursue us.]
ÆTHYR
[I shall stop them.]
LAZARO
[There are also guerillas,
revolutionaries, waiting
out in the hills. There
is no safe place in our
country any more, the
government and the
outlaws are united
against us.]
ÆTHYR
[You will be safe:
Malignan shall protect
you.]
LAZARO
[And now there are angels
and devils to plague us.]
MALIGNAN
[Silly old man, we are
here to help you.]
LAZARO
[Help us? Will you give
us freedom? Will you
find us food? Do you
have work for us? How
can you truly help us?]
ÆTHYR
[We will destroy the
power of the Fourteen
Families this very dawn.]
LAZARO
[Oh... then... then
perhaps you DO know how
to help.]
MALIGNAN
What is this? Are you
really going to trust me
alone with all these
tasty people?
ÆTHYR
Yes, and even with
Rosalia.
MALIGNAN
But I could consume them
all. Then ravish the
virgin. None among them
could stay me.
ÆTHYR
But you won't. I have
looked into your karma,
Malignan. You are not
so bad.
MALIGNAN
Hey, don't insult me.
I'm still a devil, you
know.
And say, I haven't had a
chance to talk with you
about something...
ÆTHYR
About being exiled from
Hell?
MALIGNAN
What's this? you know
everything?
ÆTHYR
I think so, but I could
be wrong.
MALIGNAN
Then you probably also
know that I am supposed
to defeat you before I
can go back to Hell. I
don't wish to do either--
but when that sun comes
up over the horizon I
will burn. I don't know
how much of that
punishment I can take,
and I can't escape it by
returning to Hell.
ÆTHYR
I'll take care of it.
MALIGNAN
Well, good, but just
don't forget: It's only
about a couple of hours
before the dawn.
(turning to VILLAGERS)
[Okay, let's go, folks]
ÆTHYR
Now I shall prepare for
an execution...
EXT. ALONG THE TRAIL - NIGHT.
THE VILLAGERS are moving quickly along the trail,
especially because MALIGNAN is right behind them,
shooing them to hurry and they are still quite
afraid of him. They look back, see the devil, and
hurry even faster.
MALIGNAN (mental)
This is madness! What
am I doing protecting
these people? I should
be terrorizing, consuming,
ravaging them. I AM
Malignan, he Bloody Red
One!
(aloud)
[Shoo along now, that's
right, keep going.]
(mental)
At least they're afraid
of me, there's some
comfort in that.
Suddenly a band of guerilla REVOLUTIONARIOS step
out of the jungle and block the trail, weapons
ready.
The first of the VILLAGERS stop.
LAZARO
(warning, not a greeting)
[Los revolutionarios!]
REV LEADER
(strutting, a wannabe
Che Guevara)
[Halt! What are you
people doing here? Are
you not the villagers who
were to be executed this
morning?]
VARIOUS VILLAGERS
#8: [Sí, we have escaped!]
#21: [And we are fleeing
from the junta now.]
REV LEADER
(suspicious)
[The junta would never
let you go free, so if
you are not to die
honorably for your
country, you must have
made a bargain with the
junta. Have you betrayed
us, the Liberators of
the People?]
LAZARO
(now moving to the front)
[How could we betray you?
We don't even know who
you are, there are so
many different bands of
guerillas in our land.]
VARIOUS REVOLUTIONARIOS
[We are "Los Hermanos
Salvadores por la Gente
de la Patria"! Sí, los
Hermanos Salvadores!]
LAZARO
[Never heard of you, but
anyway, we have been
rescued by others.]
REV LEADER
["Others"? Who dares to
cut in on our territory?]
LAZARO
[You were coming to
rescue us?]
REV LEADER
[We... considered that,
but decided that it was
not a feasible military
action-- there are too
many soldiers and they
have a helicopter at
ready. --But we would
have avenged you later.]
LAZARO
[Muchas graciás, cabrón,
but later would have
done us no good.]
REV LEADER
[To be martyr for The
People IS a great good.]
LAZARO
[FOR the people, what are
you talking about? We
ARE the people.]
REV LEADER
[Who are these "others?
We must teach them that
they cannot interfere
in our territory.]
VARIOUS REVOLUTIONARIOS
[Sí!]
[Yeah, right!]
LAZARO
(with a knowing smile)
[Who are they, señor? Why,
we were saved by an Angel
and a Devil, that is who.]
VARIOUS VILLAGERS standing behind LAZARO chuckle
and giggle, ROSARIA smiles like Mona Lisa.
REV LEADER
[You know, I respect you
for your age, old man,
but I do not like your
way of lying to the
People's Saviors. You
should be taught a lesson!
(to ALFRDO)
I think he is guilty of...
something.. and should
be shot, don't you
Alfredo?]
REV ALFREDO
[Sí, como no, jefé!]
Now MALIGNAN arrives at the front of the crowd of
VILLAGERS, to see what is blocking the way, gently
pushing his way through the crowd.
REV LEADER can only watch MALIGNAN approach, mouth
open at the surprise of seeing a real live Devil,
bloody and huge, suddenly towering over him. He
is paralyzed with raw fear as MALGNAN bends down
to look at him face to face, inches away.
MALIGNAN
(slow wicked frown)
[These are My people to play with.]
REV LEADER
[Sh... she... shoot,
Alfredo.]
MALIGNAN
[I don't wish to be shot.
so no one will shoot,
you got that?]
REV ALFREDO
[A todo Madre, I
can't shoot!]
LAZARO
[Hee hee hee. You see?
We have not lied. And
even if you could shoot
it, bullets do no more
than arouse his anger--
and then it will EAT
you, señor!]
REV LEADER
(afraid)
[I... I believe you, old
man.
(then indignant)
You people must have sold
your souls to Satan if
this diablo serves you!]
LAZARO
[No cabrón, an angel
sent him with us. And
besides, this diablo is
not so bad. HE saved us,
and you who profess to
fight "for the people",
did not.]
MALIGNAN
[Enough discussion! And
I assume we'll have no
trouble with your punk
army, right cabrón? Or
I WILL eat you.]
REV LEADER
(afraid)
[Oh n.. n.. n.. no, Señor
Diablo!]
REVOLUTIONARIO LOPEZ is back in the crowd, standing
far enough away from MALIGNAN to be less affected
by psychic domination. He manages to ready his
machine gun.
REV LOPEZ (mental)
[Our leader is a coward!
I, Garcia Lopez, shall
show my courage and kill
that monster. And soon
I shall be the leader of
our band-- a hero!]
REV LOPEZ makes his move, braces himself and fires
about 20 rounds at MALIGNAN.
REV LOPEZ
(shouting triumphantly)
[Take that, diablo!]
MALIGNAN rocks back , the bullets obviously causing
him pain. But he is not damaged, the pain only
makes him angry.
MALIGNAN
Ouch! Well damn, there's
always one, isn't there?
(advances towards his attacker,
ignoring the bullets)
CUT TO: CU MALIGNAN gobbling some last chunks of
LOPEZ meat. He swallows, looks rather content.
MALIGNAN
(to entire crowd)
[I was hungry anyway.]
OC VOICES sounding shocked, disgusted, frightened
retching, whimpering.
ROSALIA
(proudly)
[That will teach them to
respect Our Diablo!]
MAMACITA
[Rosalia, silencio!]
ROSALIA
[Well, he deserved it,
those men would as soon
shoot us as not. El
Diablo is our friend!]
(she turns to speak to
MALIGNAN, offers him a smile)
[Right?]
MALIGNAN
(studies her, then smiles back)
[Seguro, Chicita.]
(mental)
Urhh! Would I like to
befriend your sweet
virgin flesh! This is
hard, I've never had to
restrain myself before.
It feels so unnatural
to be near a virgin and
not rip right in. But...
I'm succeeding! What
damn good Karma I must
be building! Æthyr was
right, I'm becoming Good!
Now I'd better get out
of here before I blow it!
(turns to crowd, speaks aloud)
[All right, you Revolution-
aries, listen up: YOU
protect these people now.
I'll be back soon, and
if they aren't safe I'll
-- well, you know, eat
you ALL UP-- understand?
Bueno, adios.]
EXT. TRAIL - NIGHT
Alone, MALIGNAN strides back up the trail he has
just come down.
ROSALIA comes running behind him, trying to catch
up with him.
ROSALIA (calling)
[Wait, Señor Diablo,
please!]
MALIGNAN
(stops, faces her)
[What is it Rosalia?]
ROSALIA
[Señor Diablo, those men
will take my chastity,
I know it. I would
rather give it away.
To you.]
MALIGNAN
[Huh? But do you not find
me terrifying?]
ROSALIA
[Oh yes, at first, and
VERY disgusting. But
you have saved me --and
the lives of all my
village. And... and...
well..
(she can't help it, firmly
grabs and squeezes his big penis)
...you are the most Macho
Hombre I have ever seen!
Take me! Smear me with
your bloodiness, ravish
me! Por Favor!]
MALIGNAN (mental)
O Satanas, and I was
resisting temptation so
well! What do I do now?
END OF SCENE.
EXT. MILITARY COMPOUND - NIGHT.
It's just before dawn, but lots of pre-mission
activity is going on: armed soldiers are climbing
into Jeeps and Trucks, motors are revving to warm
up. A tall severe-looking PADRE stands waiting for
his ride. He is joined by a portly well-dressed
DON RICO.
PADRE
[Muy buenas dias, Don
Rico.]
DON RICO
[Ah, salutacciones, Padre
Jalapeño. It's not even
day yet, why did they
have to schedule this
silly execution for dawn?
Why not noon? Or better
yet, early afternoon!]
(yawns)
PADRE
[Why are you here at all,
Don Rico?]
DON RICO
[La Doña insisted that
there be at least one of
the Fourteen Families to
witness the execution.]
PADRE
[And La Doña herself,
will she be there?]
DON RICO
[Oh I imagine she will.
She seems to have a taste
for this sort of thing.]
COMMANDANTE ODIOSO
(coming suddenly from behind)
["This sort of thing" is
of paramount importance
in the controlling of the
masses.]
DON RICO
[Ah, Commandante. Good
morning.]
PADRE
[Commandante Odioso,
buenas.]
DON RICO
[You are a military man,
good Commandante, and I
would not consider
questioning your methods,
but I am of the idle
rich... I would rather
sleep late than witness
the execution of helpless
and poor villager.]
COMMANDANTE ODIOSO
["Poor villagers", hmpf!
Terrorists, enemies, no
less.]
PADRE
[We must each make our
sacrifices to do God's
work, Don Rico.]
DON RICO
[Yes (sigh), I suppose so.]
(big yawn)
SOLDIER 82
[The firing squad is
prepared, Commandante
Sir.]
COMMANDANTE ODIOSO
[Very well, go on.]
Military Convoy driving through farm lands in the
pre-dawn. CU LEAD JEEP.
INT. INSIDE LEAD JEEP - NIGHT
DON RICO
[Look: there is the
limousine of La Doña.
She IS here.]
PADRE
[Ah yes, La Doña.]
A mysterious extra-long white Lincoln Continental
has joined the convoy.
EXT. VILLAGE - NIGHT
The convoy stops inside the village. There is no
one to greet them. The DOLDIERS are confused.
A soldier runs to the LEAD JEEP, salutes, reports,
looking in to COMMANDANTE ODIOSO.
SOLDIER 15
[Sir, there's a strange
bright light shining in
the center of the village
--but no sign of our
troops.]
COMMANDANTE ODIOSO
(quickly getting out of the jeep)
[Something is wrong. Where
is Captain Ortega?]
DON RICO
[What IS that light?]
The LIGHT is approaching them.
COMMANDANTE ODIOSO
(confused, irritated)
[What the hell?]
The LIGHT has arrived, it is ÆTHYR, shining like
a star.
ÆTHYR
(friendly, amused)
[It's only me, boys.]
COMMANDANTE ODIOSO
(angry, arrogant)
[Arrest that ...woman.
Bring her to me for
questioning. Now!]
SERGEANT
[Sí Commandante, at once!]
The SERGEANT starts after her briskly, but when he
comes up to the glowing ÆTHYR, he is unsure of what
he is facing, hesitates.
ÆTHYR
[You may not touch me,
Sergeant Ortice. Nor do
you need to, I wish to
speak to the Commandante
anyway.]
SERGEANT
(intimidated by her power)
[Uh... sí, pues, como no,
señorita.]
ÆTHYR approaches the army, then squares off before
the COMMANDANTE.
ÆTHYR
[I am the Angel Æthyr,
Commandante Odioso. An
Avenging Angel, I balance
good and evil-- which is
out of proportion in San
Secreto at present. The
villagers have been rescued
by myself and my companion.
The only target you will
find for your firing
squad is myself.]
DON RICO
(whispering)
[Padre Jalapeño, is she
truly an angel? She
looks like one.]
PADRE
[I have never seen an angel.
They do not exist.]
COMMANDANTE ODIOSO
[Take her and torture her
until she tells the truth.
And search the area for
the villagers-- and our
own soldiers.]
SOLDIERS 15 & 16
[Sí, Commandante!]
ÆTHYR
[Really boys, do you think
you CAN torture an Angel?]
SOLDIER PALAMINOS
(hesitating)
[But... but what if she
really IS an angel?
I'm a good Catholic, I
can't torture an angel!]
SOLDIER 16
[Me neither.]
PADRE
[She is no angel! I should
know, I am a priest.]
SOLDIER 15
[The Padre! Sí, he would
know! He says she is not...]
SOLDIER 16
[But the glow? The HALO?]
PADRE
[A trick. No doubt there
is some new technology
creating her "aura", but
it is clear to me that
no angel would oppose us,
for we do the work of God.
She is a blasphemous
harlot, no more.]
ÆTHYR
[Padre Jalapeño-- you are
an evil priest who has
misused the Word of God
throughout your priestly
career. The karma you
bear is heavy indeed,
and today it is to be
harvested. Look and see,
look and see.]
SFX: ÆTHYR assumes the position of a crucifix, her
aura expanding. In the light behind her appears a
vision of Christ on the Cross, and BIG GODLIKE EYES
look back at the PADRE.
PADRE
(turning away, horrified)
[No! I... I don't want
to see that!
(breaks-- turns and runs
away in absolute terror)
Yaaaaa! I see the nature
and depth of my sins--
I am DAMNED!
Mea Culpa! Mea Culpa!]
(then is gone)
SOLDIERS look at one another, uncertain, worried.
DON RICO
[Gracious indeed! Padre
Jalapeño has cracked up.
What did he see? I saw
nothing.]
COMMANDANTE ODIOSO
[No matter. That woman
has proved herself to be
dangerous: SHOOT HER!]
SOLDIER POLAMINOS
[Shoot an Angel? We cannot
do that, it would be a sin!]
SOLDIER 15
[God would destroy us!]
COMMANDANTE ODIOSO
[Superstitious louts! You
have been given a direct
order! I'll have no
dereliction of duty in
my ranks. You-- Private
Palominos, shoot her or
I will shoot you instead.]
SOLDIER PALOMINOS
[Better to die at your
hand, sir, that doom my
soul for eternity.]
ÆTHYR
[Private Palominos, you
have my protection.]
COMMANDANTE ODIOSO
[Then demonstrate your
protection against a .45
slug in the heart: DIE,
PALOMINOS!]
ODIOSO fires his pistol at PALOMINOS, and is
immediately hit by his own bullet-- right in the
heart. He falls, dead.
COMMANDANTE ODIOSO
(last gasp)
[GNNNNNGKahhh... mi.. mi
corazon...]
SOLDIER 15
[The Comandante's bullet
came back to kill him
when he shot at Palaminos.]
SOLDIER 16
[It is the protection of
the Angel!]
THE SOLDIERS panic, shout and run in every
direction away from ÆTHYR, just as their fellow
troop had earlier. Jeeps, Trucks, all drive away
as fast as they can.
DON RICO runs around confused and afraid. The Jeep
he'd arrived in was the first to flee, without him.
He looks around, discovers that he is alone with
the Angel, the dead COMMANDANTE, and... sees the
WHITE LIMOUSINE, which has patiently waited for all
the commotion to end.
DON RICO
[La Doña!
(starts running to the car)
She must have told the
driver to wait for me.
That good, brave woman!]
(huffing and puffing)
Arriving at the WHITE LIMOUSINE, DON RICO tries to
open the back door, but it is locked. The windows
are opaque white, he can't see inside. He starts
hitting the roof of the car in panic.
DON RICO
(shouting)
[Let me in, let me in!
Before the Angel gets me!
Por favor!]
LA DOÑA
(inside car, unperturbed)
[Be calm, Don Rico.]
The door OPENS, the tiny frail figure of LA DOÑA
comes out, slowly taking a standing position,
facing ÆTHYR's direction. Wearing a hooded cloak
that hides everything, stock in hand to support her
weight, she seems to be very old and feeble. But
absolutely unafraid.
DON RICO
[Doña Aristica, what are
you doing? We must flee
the power of the Angel--
the Avenging Angel! Tell
your driver to...]
LA DOÑA
[Don't be a fool, Don Rico,
you cannot flee the power
of an Angel.]
DON RICO
[She comes! She comes!]
LA DOÑA
[Yes. And good. I am
intrigued. I wish to
meet this "Angel".]
ÆTHYR arrives. DON RICO is so afraid that he jumps
past LA DOÑA to get into the car and slams the door
leaving the two women to deal with each other.
ÆTHYR
(speaking English)
Doña Aristica, I have
come for you. I know who
and what you are, Iazo.
CU: LA DOÑA-- we finally see her face: she looks
like a mummy, inhumanly old and wrinkled, ugly and
gray. But clearly not feeble or helpless. Very
bright eyes.
LA DOÑA
Ah, then you ARE an Angel.
I knew you would come
eventually-- or someone
like you.]
(squaring off to do battle,
now moving like a cobra)
Of course, you realize
this is to the death.
ÆTHYR
(also ready to rumble)
That's why I'm here: to
exercise a demon, to
destroy a monster.
LA DOÑA
You may have prevailed
against those mortals,
Angel, but I am something
else, and more than your
equal.
SFX: LA DOÑA makes an evil magic sign with her
right hand, deadly RED ENERGY RAYS zap at ÆTHYR,
who easily deflects them with a wave of her hand.
ÆTHYR
Oh, really? I know well
that La Doña Aristica is
possessed by the Devil
IAZO, and that the evil
regime in El Sagrado is
the work of that same
entity who also once
perverted Nazi Germany
in the incarnation of
Adolph Hitler. As well
as other tyrants throughout
history. Yes, you've been
bad.
But more than my equal?
We'll see...
EXT. ALONG THE TRAIL - NIGHT.
MALIGNAN is facing ROSALIA, who is reaching up to
embrace him. He is conflicted, doesn't know what
to do.
ROSALIA
Ahora! Ahora! You must
do it to me now or I'll
die of Lust!
MALIGNAN
(indecisive)
[But.. but.. but..
(makes firm decision)
Look Rosalia (gulps) you
are ravishingly lovely
and I'd love to fuck your
brains out, but...
...but I just can't right
now, I have to go. For
lots of reasons. Thank
you for your very nice
offer, but sorry.
(authoritatively)
Now go back.]
(pointing back down the trail)
ROSALIA obeys, weeping and holding her face in her
hands.
MALIGNAN looks at the sky. It is becoming pink on
the horizon, he starts running up the trail,
increasing speed.
MALIGNAN
The dawn is coming, I'd
better get to Æthyr
quick!
EXT. VILLAGE - DAWN
ÆTHYR and LA DOÑA are still doing battle, angelic
and demonic energy-bolts crackle in the air. Now
they have each grabbed the wrist of the other and
are physically wrestling, but they seem to be at a
standoff.
LA DOÑA
So we both can reflect
the other's psychic
blasts, and have more-
than-human strength, it
seems a stalemate, Angel.
But not for long, if
this is the best you can
do-- I shall bring forth
my army of mortals to
kill you.
ÆTHYR
No, the best I can do is
bring forth my own army.
And here he is now...
MALIGNAN is suddenly upon them, charging at full
speed, having seen the women fighting. He leaps at
LA DOÑA with a ferocious roar. LA DOÑA turns to
face him, but MALIGNAN is 3 times her size, she
throws up her arms and gives a tiny squawk.
MALIGNAN snatches her up by the neck and lifts her
up to as if she weighs nothing, cocking his right
hand back to deliver a real monster punch that
should take her head off.
LA DOÑA
Why it's Malignan! Hey,
Mal, wait!
MALIGNAN
(hesitating with his punch)
What? How do you know
me?
LA DOÑA
It's me, Iazo! I've
possessed the body of
this old señora. Hey,
devil, how ya doing?
MALIGNAN
Iazo, you old turd! I
haven't seen you around
Hell for a while. So
this is where you've been.
LA DOÑA
Yeah, up to the same old
tricks, you know, causing
trouble. Hey, this is
great, you can help me
beat this Angel Bitch.
MALIGNAN
Well, sorry, Iazo, but
I'm sort of on her side.
LA DOÑA
Whaddya mean? She's an
Angel, and I'm your own
kind. How can you be on
her side?
MALIGNAN
Well, I guess I love her.
LA DOÑA
Love? Hahahahaa, that's
a pretty good one. Devils
don't love anything.
MALIGNAN
I. Love. Her.
LA DOÑA
O Satanas, you're serious!
Don't you know that's
just psychic domination
she's laying on you?
MALIGNAN
Well... yeah, but I don't
mind. I like the feeling.
LA DOÑA
No, devil, you've got to
fight that. Next you'll
be wanting to go to
Heaven.
MALIGNAN
Could be: Æthyr has given
me Karma.
LA DOÑA
Yeah? Karma? And you
love her for that? Look,
answer me one question
and we'll skip all the
philosophical bullshit--
does she return your
love?
MALIGNAN
Well, no -- not yet. I
AM a devil. But...
LA DOÑA
But nothing. Don't you
see? You're being played
for a sucker, Mal old pal.
Taken for a ride. Keep
this up and you'll get
kicked out of Hell.
MALIGNAN
I already have been.
LA DOÑA
Aha! See? Look, this
is your big chance-- help
destroy her and you can
go home to Hell.
MALIGNAN
I don't WANT to go back
there.
LA DOÑA
Well, I can understand
that: Earthlevel is where
it's at: power, lust,
pleasure... but what
happens to you when that
sun comes up?
MALIGNAN
Æthyr gets me out of here.
ÆTHYR
Speaking of which, there
is no time to spare. You
had best kill La Doña now.
MALIGNAN
Sorry Iazo, see you later.
MALIGNAN chops LA DOÑA at the neck with a powerful
blow.
SFX: In slo-mo we see LA DOÑA falling backwards,
killed, then the EVIL SPIRIT that is IAZO shoots
out of her body as a comet of red energy. It flies
past MALIGNAN, and over the ground, passing THROUGH
the Angel ÆTHYR, and continues on...
IAZO (spirit voice)
Okay, Mal. Kill that
old body, I don't care,
I'll just get another one.
But since you want to
play rough, I'll just
take the Angel out when
I go. If I slam her with
the total discharge of
all my psychic energy on
my way by...
SFX (CONT): ...there is a PSYCHIC IMPACT of cosmic
spirits, and ÆTHYR's transparent golden SOUL is
knocked OUT OF her physical body. We hear a spirit
GASP, see a nebulous glimpse of both ÆTHYR's and
IAZO's faces flying off screen, and they are gone.
ANGELA
(staggering)
Oh my God, I'm MYSELF
again-- and I'm stuck in
El Sagrado with only a
nightgown...
(realizing)
...and that bloody devil!
He'll rape me.. he'll
kill me AGAIN!
MALIGNAN
(approaches, notices
the difference)
Hey, you're just the girl
now. That doesn't do us
any good.
ANGELA
Don't hurt me! Don't
TOUCH me!
MALIGNAN
Hey, it's okay, I won't
hurt you. You don't have
to be afraid of me any
more.
I know I've been kind of
rough on you before, but
I'm a changed devil.
You're safe. I want to
work out my Karma so that
Æthyr will love me in
return.
ANGELA
You don't want to rape me?
MALIGNAN
(sniffs, winces, turns his
head away in denial)
Sure, I want to. But I
won't. After all, you're
ÆTHYR.
ANGELA
Not right now, I'm not.
MALIGNAN
Right, so do us both a
favor and become Æthyr
again... the dawn is too
close for comfort now.
I'll burn if sunlight
touches me.
ANGELA
But... but I need The
Chalice to do that... and
it is 4 thousand miles
north of here.
MALIGNAN
(looks at the sky turning red)
Oh-oh. I'm fucked.
(looks back at ANGELA)
Look, The Chalice is just
a catalyst to release
your powers. You are the
earthly incarnation of
Æthyr, she is always
inside you.
(gently put his hand
on her shoulder)
Try to let her out,
please, for the both of
us.
ANGELA
Eeek! Don't touch me!
MALIGNAN
(snapping hand away)
Okay, okay, sorry.
ANGELA
Yes, okay. I'll try.
(tries, strains, grunts)
I can't do it. Please
don't get angry.
MALIGNAN
It's not your fault.
This is Iazo's doing, the
turd. And Satanas, has
he done it!
You know, it's funny that
I'm NOT angry: I've been
kicked out of Hell, I've
abstained from raping
virgins, I've protected
people instead of consuming
them, I've fought against
other devils-- all this
in faithful service to
the Woman I Love...
...and for all that, I'm
just going to get burned.
Some Karma.
ANGELA
I'm sorry.
MALIGNAN
Well, it must be my Karma.
I've been --ha ha-- pretty
bad through eternity so far.
ANGELA
But you've been good to
Æthyr, and she has failed
you. I feel so badly.
MALIGNAN
You don't still hate me?
ANGELA
Not so much anymore. But
I'm still afraid of you.
MALIGNAN
Well, good. At least I'm
still devil enough to
scare someone.
ANGELA
Oh yes, don't worry
about that.
MALIGNAN
So... do I still disgust
you?
ANGELA
Yes, sorry... all that
yucky blood.
MALIGNAN
That virgin we saved,
Rosalia, she wanted me.
No virgin has ever done
that before. I thought
maybe I was less horrible
now, or something.
ANGELA
(looks down to avoid
saying anything, then)
What will happen to you
when you burn?
MALIGNAN
I don't know. I've been
burned before-- it's the
worst pain I know-- but
I've always escaped to
Hell before I could be
burned up entirely.
ANGELA
Will you be... destroyed
for eternity?
MALIGNAN
Maybe. I doubt it, but
who knows? I'm an
elemental devil, don't
have a soul independent
of this body. Ow! It's
getting hot!
ANGELA
O no!
MALIGNAN
Damn! I should have
taken Rosalia up on her
offer... ouch.. ooo.. at
least...
ANGELA
Quick, get out of the
direct sunlight! Into
this house, hide!
(she touches his shoulder,
snatches her hand away)
Ow! you really ARE hot!
MALIGNAN
That does no good. It's
not the light that burns
me-- gahhh! --it's the
high-frequency radiation
that penetrates everything
but the thickness of the
Earth itself... ahhh...
AAA...
MALIGNAN is ignited with a loud FOOMF, he is a
flaming torch burning ferociously. He thrashes
wildly, screams in pain, falls to the ground and
rolls around, but cannot extinguish that fire.
ANGELA runs around too, in panic. She looks around
for anything that might help. Sees LA DOÑA's
limousine.
ANGELA
Fire extinguisher?
She runs to the limousine, jerks open the back door,
looks in.
CU ANGELA's face, shocked, surprised. She freezes
for a second.
INSIDE THE LIMO, the CHAUFFEUR is dead, head hanging
back over the driver's seat. In the back seat DON
RICO is prone and writhing erratically, as if
struggling with something invisible. His eyes are
rolling madly, tongue out of mouth, sweat gushing.
DON RICO
(mumbling, looks crazy)
[No... demonio ...nunca...
Dios salvame mi alma!
Iazo... Iazo.. no... soy
Don Rico...
soy Iazo...]
CU: ANGELA's EYES. Horror: as she suddenly
comprehends that IAZO is taking over DON RICO's
body now.
DON RICO
[I am Don Rico...
I am Iazo...
I am Don Rico...]
(expression changes, he looks
right at us and smiles wickedly,
speaks English)
I am IAZO.
CU: DON RICO's hand grabbing ANGELA's. She cries
out.
DON RICO / IAZO yanks ANGELA into the car, onto
his fat body.
INT. LIMO - MORNING
DON RICO / IAZO
Come here, my dear. Now
that I have this new male
body-- fat though it is
--it occurs to me what
pleasure it would be to
ravish you. Hee hee.
He has ANGELA atop him, as she is struggling to
break free, but he is too heavy. He reaches up and
firmly squeezes a breast, like honking a horn,
smiling and enjoying himself.
DON RICO / IAZO
I prefer this new balance
to our strengths, girl.
ANGELA
Let me... GO!
DON RICO / IAZO
Speaking of letting go,
it may interest you to
know that Don Rico was
putting up a valiant
battle for possession of
his own body. But that
jolt of raw fear he felt
when he saw the dreaded
"Avenging Angel" open the
car door was just enough
to topple his soul over
the edge.
I have YOU to thank for
my new conquest. So now
I shall repay you-- devil-
style.
He grabs the font of ANGELA's flimsy nightgown,
ripping it to shreds in one jerk. There is nothing
left to wear, she is now naked.
In another violent jerk he has pinned her under
him on the wide limousine seat and is holding her
down. ANGELA struggles, whimpers, but DON RICO
now has IAZO's superhuman strength. He is enjoying
himself, and is clearly horny now.
DON RICO / IAZO
Oho, what fun! I was that
feeble old woman for too
long.
(about to take off his pants,
he notices something odd)
It seems so hot in here.
What's that light?
Sweating profusely, DON RICO turns to see the flame-
colored window behind him. Then the door of the
limousine is RIPPED OPEN with a shredding and
shattering of metal and glass. We suddenly see a
BURNING MALIGNAN in the opening, the ruined door in
his left hand, as with his huge flaming right hand
he grabs DON RICO / IAZO's head and plucks him
backwards out of the limo.
DON RICO / IAZO screams as his entire head is
incinerated from the eyes up, ANGELA rolls out from
under him as he is pulled away.
EXT. VILLAGE - MORNING.
BURNING MALIGNAN swings DON RICO's body out of the
limo and dashes it flaming-head-first to the ground
in one smooth arc. That's clearly it for DON RICO.
Then MALIGNAN collapses himself, crashing to the
earth, and just lies there, still and still burning.
Maybe dead, who knows?
DON RICO is dead for sure, flat on the ground, head
burning merrily. SFX: IAZO's evil red spirit
drifts up out of DON RICO's body like smoke,
coalescing into the ghostly demon-head we have
glimpsed before.
IAZO
(spirit voice: Another
mortal body bites the
dust. I'll just have to
find a new one...)
ANGELA comes carefully around the limo, clutching
the useless rag of her nightgown to cover her
nakedness. She sees the two burning bodies.
ANGELA
Oh, Malignan...
IAZO (spirit voice O.C.)
Ahaa! How convenient: a
healthy young female body
to possess. Now that she
has no angelic powers to
protect her...
SFX: IAZO's spirit shoots at her like a wispy
comet, and passes INTO her body. ANGELA cannot
see it, but staggers back when it hits.
ANGELA
Aieh! What is hurting
---so much...?
INT. BLACK SPACE -- TIMELESS
SFX: a distant pinpoint of red light appears in the
blackness. It grows in size and intensity,
revealing the red-glowing demon-face of IAZO rapidly
coming at us, like a train in a tunnel, until it
is so close that we are in his mouth, pointed teeth
flashing past us.
IAZO
(tiny)
Hah!
(closer)
She is weak, frightened....
(bigger yet)
...an easy prey for the
power of...
(huge)
...Iazo! Hahahahaha!
Then darkness again.
EXT. VILLAGE - DAY
ANGELA looks confused, then smiles one of those
smug evil smiles, you know.
ANGELA / IAZO (mental)
I am here, in possession.
Strange: it has never
before been this easy.
There is almost always a
struggle. When I ejected
her angelic self I must
have weakened her
resistance.
(looks down to admire
her naked beauty)
And what a good body it
is. La Doña had lost all
her sexual power half a
century ago, but this one
is just ripe!
She looks down at MALIGNAN's body, still burning
intensely on the grass, not moving.
ANGELA / IAZO (mental)
Too bad about old Mal.
What a way to go. Although
he deserved it for messing
with ME. Actually, he
has done me a great
service instead. I shall
return to San Secreto
and resume command of the
14 Families. And then
this entire country can
BURN.
She turns to the limousine, the door is gone but
otherwise it is intact enough to drive. She pulls
the dead CHAUFFEUR out of the driver's seat, dumps
it in the dirt near DON RICO and MALIGNAN.
ANGELA / IAZO
I had probably best not
arrive at the capitol
naked-- although it's
tempting in this nice
body.
She strips of the driver's clothes, and puts them
on herself. Then she gets into the limo and drives
away, passing a final image of MALIGNAN still
burning.
EXT. MAIN ROAD CHECKPOINT - DAY.
2 SOLDIERS on duty controlling access to the city
of San Secreto. LA DOÑA'S WHITE LIMOUSINE drives
through at full speed without stopping or reporting
in.
NEW GUARD
[Hey! Shouldn't we stop
and search that car,
Sergeant?]
OLD GUARD
[No way! That is La Doña's
car! No one interferes
with the head of the 14
Families.]
EXT. PORTWAY TO EL PALACIO -- DAY
The WHITE LIMOUSINE finally stops before the solid
metal gates of LA DOÑA'S city palace. The GATEMAN
recognizes the car and opens the gates, but notices
the damage to the rear door. He goes to the
driver's window to ask a question, but when the
window rolls down he sees ANGELA, whom he does not
know. He reaches for the pistol in his belt, but
stops when she speaks.
ANGELA / IAZO
[La Doña instructed me to
tell you:] (magic words)
Won sdnammoc lrig siht.
GATEMAN
[Oh? I mean OH!]
(snaps to attention)
ANGELA / IAZO
[Gather the heads of the
Fourteen tonight. We
will have a meeting. I
am assuming command now.
La Doña is gone, but I
have been appointed to
her place.]
GATEMAN
(unquestioning obedience)
[Yes, madam!]
She drives into the palace grounds.
ANGELA / IAZO
Hahahaha, life is wonderful!
There are so many choices.
INT. PETER'S HOUSE - DAY
PETER is in the living room pacing the floor, looks
at his watch, out the window. He is clearly
worried about ANGELA and frustrated not to know
where she is.
PETER
Damn! Angela, where are
you? El Sagrado? On
your way back? Hell?
(turns on the TV)
Maybe there's something
on the news...
He flips through several channels: commercials,
cartoons, reruns, but no news. Turns the TV off
in disgust, walks away from it.
PETER
Man, wish I had Internet
out here...
The TV turns itself on again. Surprised, PETER
turns around to look at it. The sound warms up
and he hears exactly what he had been searching for.
TV COMMENTATER
...seems that the 50
villagers in El Sagrado
were NOT executed at dawn
today, although there is
some mystery as to just
what HAS happened to them.
The government of that
country has censored all
news coverage of the
situation at this time.
But there are some strange
rumors circulating about
Angels, Devils, Mad Priests
and Possessed Souls.
Now to the Dow Jones...
(TV turns itself off again)
PETER
No, wait! More about
Angels! Angela, what
about her?
(turns on the TV again, only to
hear about hair shampoo)
Come on, TV, what are
you doing? I want more
News about...
(realizing)
Gah, I'm talking to the
TV. Cracking up!
(pacing the floor again)
What the hell am I going
to do? She's in El Sagrado,
I'm in Bellingham, can't
do shit!
(stops)
Although... (wondering)
...what turned the
television on? --and off?
(realizing)
The Chalice! I'll try
to use it one more time.
PETER dashes to the mantle over the fireplace. The
Chalice is glowing. As he comes nearer he can see
down into it, see that it is now full of red
Bloodwine.
PETER
(hesitating)
This is the scary part:
touching it and dying all
those times...
(takes it up with both hands)
...and remembering... my
lives... my duty... that
I am the Knight of the
Angel Æthyr!
(ceremonial)
In her service I drink of
The Chalice.
Quickly, PETER quaffs all of the Bloodwine in one
take.
SFX: CU PETER'S FACE, eyes getting stoned, a red
droplet running down the corner of his mouth: behind
him a ZOOM EFFECT of Dreamlike Flashbacks of previous
lives-- King Arthur reaching for Excalibur as a
woman's hand holds it up out of the lake; he is a
Knight in Armor in a battle beside Joan of Arc, a
scene from Atlantis, other wars, cultures.
PETER (soliloquy)
Now it comes to me:
nothing is wrong, the
Plan is working. That
which seems tragic is no
more than a move in the
Game. Our personal
desires, our lives mean
nothing, there is only
Duty.
And mine is to serve the
Angel Æthyr. As when I
was King Arthur and she
was the Lady of the Lake.
As when I was a captain
in the army of Joan of
Arc.
As when I was Timonea and
she was High Priestess
of Atlantis.
SFX ENDS. We see PETER in his house again.
PETER (CONT)
Always have I served her.
Always have I been the
man behind her. But
always as a soldier, a
warrior, a knight-- never
as a lover or a husband...
...although I have always
loved her.
(takes his shirt off,
moves ahead resolutely)
But no matter, there is
a job to do, and I am he
whose duty it is. I must
transport The Chalice to
her.
Which means I go to El
Sagrado immediately.
I must prepare for the
journey.
SEQUENCE OF QUICKLY SHIFTING SCENES:
PETER (voiceover)
(now taking a shower.)
...cleanse myself for my
Holy Mission...
(now elegantly dressed in
suit and tie, gathering
items on a table)
...fresh clothing, a knife,
a lighter, passport, The
Chalice...
(now tipping The Chalice to
catch a handful of the gold
coins rattling out)
...money for the voyage
--thank you Chalice--
I can sell this gold in
a jewelry store in Seattle
for dollars and pesos..
(now driving his scooter south on
Highway I-5, checking watch)
...I should make it to
Sea-Tac Airport by noon
and catch the flight to
Mexico City...
(boarding an airplane)
...transfer and be in San
Sagrado by evening...
(jet airplane taking off)
...and from there The
Chalice will lead me to
Æthyr.
END OF SEQUENCE: Boeing 747 in flight to El Sagrado.
EXT. THE VILLAGE IN EL SAGRADO - DAY
CAMERA POV: the village is quiet, still deserted,
temporarily a ghost town. We see houses, palm trees,
smoke. The smoke is coming from a fire burning at
the bottom of a deep hole in the ground. The fire
dies out, the smoke lessens, dissipates.
Approaching the hole, we look down about 3 meters.
A semi-human shape is down there, glowing red-hot,
seeming to flicker in and out of existence.
MALIGNAN has burned down into the earth.
INT. PALACIO BATHROOM - DAY
CU ANGELA / IAZO laughing, but not nicely.
ANGELA / IAZO
Tonight I shall make
history among men and
devils. It's all so fun.
Now we can see that she is lying naked in a large
tub of soapy water in an extremely luxurious
bathroom.
ANGELA / IAZO (mental)
When I am finished with
this country there won't
be a decent soul worth
saving. Pure human
wickedness will destroy
them all.
These people will be my
greatest moral success
since the Nazis.
That will teach them to
name a country "The
Sacred", indeed.
But that's tonight, for
now I want to enjoy the
luxury of this lovely new
body. Angela's memories
tell me that she is still
a virgin. I must remedy
that immediately.
(shouts)
PABLO!!!
PABLO
(arrives, not expecting
her naked)
[Yes, Ma.. ma.. madam?]
ANGELA / IAZO
[Bring me some handsome
young stud in off the
street. I want to get
laid.]
PABLO
[Uhh... yes, Madam.]
(leaves)
A moment later PABLO returns, a handsome young
CAMPESINO in tow.
PABLO
[Will this one do, Madam?]
ANGELA / IAZO
[Just fine, Pablo. You
may go.]
PABLO leaves. The young CAMPESINO is confused and
nervous, hat in hand.
ANGELA / IAZO stands up in the tub, soap suds
sliding down her naked body.
CAMPESINO
(gulps, clutches his hat harder)
[I'm not sure I understand
what it is the señorita
wishes of me. Your butler
said you had a job for me...]
ANGELA / IAZO
[Yes. I want you to fuck
me now.]
CAMPESINO
[Oh, Señorita, oh my, I
couldn't! You are one of
the Fourteen, I am just
a poor campesino.]
ANGELA / IAZO
[You don't want me?]
CAMPESINO
[I.. uh.. well... sí! Sí,
señorita, I want you!
(embracing her passionately)
You're the most beautiful
woman I've ever seen!]
ANGELA / IAZO
[Yes, yes, DO go on.]
INT. BEDROOM - DAY
CAMPESINO is now lying naked atop ANGELA / IAZO on
the bed
ANGELA / IAZO
[All right, do it now.]
CAMPESINO
(unable to get it up)
[Sí, unnh... unnh.. I don't
know why... but I can't
do it. Oh, I'm sorry...]
ANGELA / IAZO
(impatient & intolerant)
[PABLO!]
PABLO
(arriving)
[Madam?]
ANGELA / IAZO
[Have Franco take this
miserable excuse for a
man out and shoot him.]
CAMPESINO
[What? Why? Señorita, no!]
PABLO
[Very well, madam.]
Seconds later the 14 Family hit-man FRANCO comes
into the room, a pistol in hand. He grabs the young
CAMPESINO by the arm and drags him out the room,
pistol to his head.
CAMPESINO
(struggling)
[Por favor no! It's not
my fault.]
(then gone)
ANGELA / IAZO (mental)
Interesting: the
protection system for
Angela's virginity is
still active...
(putting on a bathrobe)
She cannot be sexually
violated. So is she --am
I-- also immune to bullets
and physical harm?
She hears voices Off Camera, noises
CAMPESINO (OC)
(pleading)
[No, no, por...]
BANG-- a pistol shot.
THUD-- a body falling.
"Ahrghhh!"-- a mortal groan.
ANGELA / IAZO smirks cruelly. Then frowns,
something not quite right. She goes to
investigate.
EXT. COURTYARD - DAY
ANGELA / IAZO finds FRANCO dead, his pistol still
in hand. She can see the young CAMPESINO running
and vaulting over the fence, escaping to safety.
She does not bother with him, FRANCO seems much
more interesting.
She studies the bullet hole in his chest.
ANGELA / IAZO (mental)
Hmmm, Franco was killed
by his own bullet when
he shot at the boy-- a
miracle saved the
innocent.
(nods to herself)
It seems the angelic
protection system is
VERY active!
(CU eyes)
That means other aspects
of angelic power could
be here as well.
This could either be of
great advantage to me...
or a trap!
CU EYES zooms in closer, to one eye, until an iris
fills the screen and further, into the blackness
of the pupil.
INT. BLACKNESS - TIMELESS
IAZO's red spirit glides briskly past with a soft
SHWOOSH, delving into the center of the darkness.
ANIMATED SEQUENCE: IAZO's head (red outline)
arrives at ANGELA's figure (blue outline).
IAZO
Her soul remains dormant.
Wake up, slut.
ANGELA
Oh no, when am I going to
be free of angels and
devils?
IAZO
That's what I want to
know.
ANGELA
(suddenly conscious)
Get out of my head, leave
me alone! Or Æthyr will
destroy you.
IAZO
(looks around at
the nothingness)
Will she? Where is she,
then?
ANGELA
(bold posture)
She is ME. I am Æthyr,
the Avenging Angel. Run,
demon!
IAZO
Sorry Dear, can't fool
Iazo. You don't have the
presence of an angel.
ANGELA
(grabs IAZO-head, rattles it)
Well, I have my OWN
presence, and now that
you've awakened me you'll
have to fight for
possession of my body!
IAZO
How bold of you, my dear.
But I am Iazo, master of
this game, and you are
young and inexperienced.
Off you go to sleep again.
(blasts her with eye-rays)
RETURN TO REALITY, CU ANGELA / IAZO, face in dark
shadow, still revealing a reddish outline of
demon face.
ANGELA / IAZO (mental)
That wasn't as easy as I
pretended. Good thing
she wasn't fully awake.
I don't dare dig too far
back into her consciousness,
might awaken the Angel.
She seems defeated so far,
but it might be wise to do
some psychic research.
EXT. VILLAGE - DAY.
The hole in the ground is barely smoking now. We
hear a groan. PINK FINGERS suddenly grab the edge
of the hole from inside.
EXT. AIRPORT, MEXICO CITY - DAY.
Boeing 747 from USA lands.
Among other passengers, PETER steps out of the
airplane onto the disembarking ladder in hot
sunlight.
PETER (mental)
By "coincidence" there
is a special extra flight
leaving for San Secreto
in fifteen minutes.
(moves on)
INT. A DOÑA's CHAMBERS - DAY
CU PAPER on a desk, a HAND is dangling a PENDULUM
over a cross written on the paper. The Pendulum
swings to answer questions, yes or no.
ANGELA/IAZO (OC)
Is there yet some danger
from the Angel? From her
source of power?
The pendulum says "yes".
Is this in the form of a
person? "Yes."
A woman? "No." A man?
"Yes."
We now see ANGELA /IAZO in her bathrobe, holding
the pendulum to work arcane magic.
ANGELA/IAZO
To sum it up: I must
expect interference from
a very special agent who
will arrive from the
North this evening?
"Yes."
So is there any other
angelic agent or
assistance sent against
me?
"No."
All right, I can deal
with this.
(puts pendulum away)
Angela's memories tell
me all I need to know:
the agent will be Peter
and he will be bearing
The Chalice.
That could be a real
threat.
She is now speaking into a telephone and brushing
her hair.
[Yes, Colonel Porofio,
this is Iazo: (magic words)
Yes, that's right. Now
some special orders: this
evening a tall blonde
American man will fly
into San Secreto via
Mexico City.
He will be transporting
a large... Cup, probably
wrapped or concealed.
His name is Peter Knight.
Arrest him and kill him
as soon as you can.
Put the Cup into a safe
until further orders...]
EXT. OVERVIEW OF PALACIO - DAY.
ANGELA/IAZO (voiceover)
This is wonderful. I
thwart them at every move.
EXT. VILLAGE - DAY.
View of still-empty village, we can see the hole
burned in the ground, a few wisps of smoke drifting
up.
CU old man LAZARO's face moves into picture from
the right. He is carefully looking for trouble.
REV LEADER also moves into view, machine-gun
ready, also suspicious.
REV ALFREDO moves in next.
LAZARO
[The soldiers and angels
and devils all seem to
be gone... maybe we can
come back home now.]
REV LEADER
(seeing the burned hole)
[What IS that?]
(moves toward it, gun ready)
POV: INSIDE HOLE LOOKING UP.
Blackened walls, thin wisps of smoke drifting up.
Faces of men above moving into view, looking down.
REV LEADER
[What the hell made such
a deep hole? It looks
as if it were scorched
into.. DIOS!]
LAZARO
(astounded)
[Look!]
REV LUIS
[Caramba!]
OTHER VILLAGERS come to look down and see what the
fuss is all about, among them ROSALIA.
ROSALIA CU
(amazed)
[Señor Diablo! What
has happened to you?]
We now see MALIGNAN lying at the BOTTOM OF THE
HOLE. He is alive, but drastically changed.
Emaciated, almost skeletal, and he is no longer
bleeding all over: he now has soft --quite
pink-- skin.
MALIGNAN
[Oh, hi there Rosalia.
Well, I'm still alive.
But the dross has been
burned away. All mass
and energy I have ever
consumed as human flesh
has been razed away by
the sun.
All that remains is of
Æthyr's Chalice, which is
holy. I have been
purified.
But now I'm so fucking
weak...]
ABOVE, where VILLAGERS and REVOLUTIONARIOS crowd
together, they begin to discuss this development.
REV LEADER
[Did you hear that? It's
weak! This is our chance
to kill it!]
ROSALIA
(to LAZARO)
[Did you hear that? He
is Holy now!]
ROSALIA suddenly leaps into the hole.
MAMMACITA
[Rosalia! No!]
LAZARO
[Child...]
REV ALFREDO
[Stop her!]
DOWN IN HOLE. We can still hear people shouting
"Save her!" "Rosalia!" and so on.
ROSALIA herself is fine, of course, kneeling by
MALIGNAN and touching him sympathetically.
ROSALIA
[Oh, you poor thing. How
you must have suffered.]
MALIGNAN
[Oh, it hurt like hell,
all right.]
ROSALIA
(gently hugging him)
[But look! You are no
longer bloody. You have
soft pink skin now.]
MALIGNAN
(weakly lifting a
hand to see it)
[Oh my, so I do.]
ABOVE.
REV LEADER
[There is no danger. It
is too weak even to harm
a mere girl.]
REV ALFREDO
[What should we do with it,
jefé?]
REV LUIS
[Destroy it! It ATE some
of our men. Revenge!]
MAMMACITA
[No, help it! It saved
the lives of everyone in
this village.]
MIXED VOICES
[Kill it!
Save it!
Sell it!
Let it go!]
REV LEADER
[You Villagers have no
say in this, we have the
guns, and now that this
diablo can no longer
command us to protect you,
so we are taking charge
here. I am leader, and
I say we destroy this
monster.
Remove the girl from the pit.]
ROSALIA
(struggling as
they pull her out)
[No! No! No por favor!]
REV LUIS
[Come on, señorita.]
REV LEADER
[All right, start shooting.]
MALIGNAN
[Aw, guys...]
REVOLUTIONARIOS open fire, shooting down into the
hole with pistols, rifles and machine guns.
MALIGNAN yells with pain as hundreds of bullets rip
through him.
POV: HOLE LOOKING UP.
REVOLUTIONARIOS stop shooting to look down and
admire their work.
REV JOSE
[Guess we showed him, eh,
hermanos?]
REV ALFREDO
[Thus will we rid the world
of capitalistic running
dog... diablos.]
REV LUIS
[Yeah, that was fun.]
REV LEADER
[A good job, muchachos.
Well done.]
REV JOSE
[Hey! He's not dead.]
REV LUIS
[And look, all the bullet
holes are healing up!]
LAZARO
[Of course, tontos, he's
a diablo. You can't
kill a devil.]
REV JOSE
[It can't be killed.]
MALIGNAN
[I tell you guys, when I
get back on my feet again,
you are all in trouble.
I am tired of PAIN!]
REV JOSE
[Dios mio, if it can heal
that fast, maybe it will
regain its strength too...]
REV LUIS
[And if we can't kill it,
maybe we'd better...]
(gulp)
PADRE (OC)
[REPENT!]
PADRE JALAPEÑO has just arrived from wandering the
hills, ranting and raving. He looks insane: his
hair is wild and dirty, clothes in tatters,
obviously a priest from the Old Testament.
CARPINTERO
[It's Padre Jalapeño!]
PADRE
[REPENT SINNERS!
(very theatrical)
I tell you, I have seen
the Face of God, and I
have known Judgment.
Do you know who judges
each of us? Not God, for
He is Love. Not Christ,
for He is one of us.
We judge Ourselves,
sinners! It is WE who
witness our each and
every act and deem them
Damned!]
REV ALFREDO
[He's mad.]
PADRE
[Mad? Yes, and who would
not be? If the Angel had
shown you the Face of God?]
REV LEADER
[Yes, well, mad or not,
he is still a priest.
(waving him over)
Padre, come here and look
into this pit. We have
work for you.]
The PADRE looks down into the hole and is
astounded to see a thin pink diablo lying
on the bottom.
MALIGNAN
(offering little wave)
Hi, guy.
The PADRE backs away in terror and confusion, says
nothing. Seems catatonic.
REV LEADER
[We can't kill it. Do you
think you can exorcise
this demon?]
PADRE
(blank-- then
suddenly euphoric)
[Now I see the Mission of
My Life! It has all led
to here. I have been an
evil priest, living a
hypocritical lie, but
now...
We shall crucify this
devil.]
LAZARO
[What? This is more
madness! Blasphemous!
We won't permit it!]
ROSALIA
[No! He is good! He has
saved us all, he is not
a BAD diablo. You can't...]
REV LUIS
[Crucify it? I don't know,
doesn't that seem sort
of...blasphemous?]
PADRE
[I have had a vision, it
must be thus! We must
crucify this devil in
perfect imitation of
Christ's tribulation.
Nothing else will kill
it!]
REV LEADER
[Well hell, he's the
priest. It might just
work. Bullets don't.]
REV ALFREDO
(to villager CARPINTERO)
[You're a carpenter.
Build a cross.]
CARPINTERO
[I refuse. This is
sacrilege. And this
diablo has been our
friend...]
REV ALFREDO
[We'll kill anyone who
disobeys.]
CARPINTERO
[I'll get right on it.]
EXT. VILLAGE - DAY
An hour has passed. A heavy WOODEN CROSS has been
built and lies upon the grass.
They have also finally pulled MALIGNAN up from out
of the pit. He is sprawled full-length on the
ground, too weak to crawl. The REVOLUTIONARIOS
are taking no chances, surrounding the diablo
with weapons ready
REV LUIS
[It is too weak to carry
the cross.]
REV LEADER
[Have the mouthy old man
do it.]
SCENE: LAZARO bears the CROSS on his shoulders, it
is heavy, he has to drag it to the hilltop.
MALIGNAN is stumbling on his feet, pulled along and
held up with ropes held by VILLAGERS,
REVOLUTIONARIOS playing the part of
Roman soldiers.
SCENE: MALIGNAN is laid out on the CROSS. Big
nails are pounded into his wrists, seen close-up.
He winces in pain, but does not scream, although a
simple "fuck" can be heard.
EXT. HILLTOP -- SUNSET
The CROSS is erected on a hilltop, with a crucified
MALIGNAN nailed to it, a classic image. It is a
tall cross, so he's right up in the air, in the
middle of that sundown, pretty colors. On the
ground below are two people fervently praying,
ROSALIA right-hand side, PADRE left hand, all
wonderfully symbolic.
PADRE
[In the name of the Father,
Son and Holy Ghost, may
the soul of this damned
creature be dashed forever
into the Lake of Fire, may
his suffering be eternal,
may he die forever and
forever, may his body be
crushed...]
ROSALIA
[Blessed Virgin, Holy
Christ, I beg of you to
save my friend.
Take my soul instead of
his, for if it is a sin
to love a diablo, I have
sinned. He has saved me,
my family, and he has
awakened my body to
womanhood. Please please
save him...]
MALIGNAN (mental)
Actually, being a devil
and all, this really an
embarrassing scene. And
it HURTS!
This must be the most
painful day I have ever
experienced in all of
eternity, and yet...
(turns his head to see the sky)
...in all of eternity I
have never before seen a
sunset.
(a jet plane passes the
sun at that moment)
It's beautiful!
ZOOM IN ON JET PLANE
AURTHUR (V.O.)
We'll be landing at San
Secreto in 3 minutes.
INT. AIRPLANE - SUNSET
AURTHUR sitting among other passengers, a Chalice-
sized package in his lap.
AURTHUR (mental)
I suspect that I am
going into a loaded
situation.
Well, that's why I'm
coming as Aurthur instead
of Peter. The Chalice has
tuned me, physically
I'm ready for anything.
Wish I had more
information though.
Where is Angela? What
has happened to her?
Has The Red One harmed
her? Or someone else?
INT. SAN SECRETO AIRPORT - NIGHT
AURTHUR is passing through Customs. He hands his
passport to the ADUANA.
ADUANA
[Tourism or business?]
AURTHUR
[Just a tourist, sir.]
ADUANA
(studies passport,
raises an eyebrow)
[Uno momento, señor.]
The ADUANA presses a button under the counter. A
moment later 6 SECURITY POLICE arrive, all bearing
machine guns.
SP OFFICER
Would you be so good as
to come with us, señor?
Routine customs check,
that's all.
AURTHUR
Who, me? Why, of course,
officers.
AURTHUR is escorted to a back door, down a hall,
to a special room far from any other passengers.
INT. SPECIAL ROOM - NIGHT
SP OFFICER
Give us the Cup.
AURTHUR
The Cup? Oh no, it's far
too valuable, I'm afraid.
SP OFFICER
(to SP #2 & #3)
[Get the Cup from him,
then take him out back
and execute him. No
questioning.]
AURTHUR
You're going to have me
killed just like that?
No trial, no crime?
SP OFFICER
Sorry, señor, I have
my orders.
AURTHUR
Oh, that's all right, I
understand, I've been a
soldier myself...]
(kicks SP #2, snatching his gun
and smashing SP OFFICER in the
face with it)
...many times, in many
lives..
(as the other SPs begin to react,
he's already taken down SP #3)
I've been knights, ninjas,
ghurkas, samurai...
(the remaining 3 try to grab him,
but he SWIMS through them, SP #4
goes flying)
...horseman, pilot, gunner,
archer..
(elbow to the solar plexus
for SP #5,
karate chop to the throat
for SP #6)
...I've had a lot of
training and experience
you amateurs will never
achieve. Sorry.
AURTHUR has taken them all out so fast that the SP
OFFICER is wondering why his face hurts, where his
men are, and how this Gringo ended up holding him
off balance by the collar.
AURTHUR
I left you alive so that
you can explain why you
had orders to kill me.
SP OFFICER
I... I don't know, we
had orders from Colonel
Porofio, that's all...
AURTHUR
And where do I find HIM?
EXT. OUTSIDE AIRPORT - NIGHT
Quite unruffled, AURTHUR hails a cab. Gives
directions in fluent Spanish.
AURTHUR
[To the Seguridad Nacional
Compound, driver.
Command center.]
DRIVER
[Sí, señor.]
INT. OFFICE OF COLONEL POROFIO - NIGHT
The COLONEL has just gotten up from his desk, alone
in his office. He HEARS a door open behind him.
Turns, sees no one.
COLONEL
[Who's there? I gave
orders not to...]
When he turns back he is facing AURTHUR, who has
already grabbed him by the shirt and bent him over
backwards.
AURTHUR
[Why did you order me
killed, Colonel Porofio?]
COLONEL
[What? Who? How did you
get in here?]
AURTHUR
[Past all your guards,
Colonel, through all your
security. Now, why did
you order me killed?]
COLONEL
[I can't tell you. That's
a secret.]
AURTHUR
[If you do not tell you
will die.]
(pinches a nerve in
the COLONEL'S shoulder)
COLONEL
(screams, then grits his teeth)
[If I DO tell I will also
die. I cannot betray or
disobey my Master.
(gets another nerve pinch)
AAIEEEE!]
[No! I cannot speak of
that devil!]
AURTHUR
[DEVIL? Is it Malignan
whom you serve?]
COLONEL
[Malignan? Who is that?]
AURTHUR
[Not Malignan? ANOTHER
devil? Which?]
COLONEL
[No, I cannot say
the name.]
AURTHUR
[Where is Æthyr?]
COLONEL
[Who? I don't know WHAT
you're talking about!]
AURTHUR
[The ANGEL, you fool!
Where is she?]
COLONEL
[Angel...? Wait... there
WAS mention of an Angel...
this morning, the Village
of Tlecatle...]
EXT. HIGHWAY OUT OF SAN SECRETO - NIGHT
The COLONEL's private car driving to the village
of Tlecatle.
INT. CAR - NIGHT
COLONEL is driving, AURTHUR sits beside him, The
wrapped-up Chalice in his lap.
COLONEL
[This is madness.]
AURTHUR
[Just drive to Tlecatle,
Colonel Porofio.]
COLONEL
[But there's no one there
any more...]
INT. PALACIO BALLROOM - NIGHT.
The CONGREGATION of the Fourteen Families is
gathered in the Big Hall of LA DOÑA's palace, about
30 people. They are the upper class and the idle
rich of El Sagrado, elegantly dressed and
accustomed to an opulent lifestyle. Champagne has
been served, and they mill, waiting for their
hostess to make her entrance.
CURTAINS are swirled aside, and their hostess has
arrived with a grand flourish. ANGELA / IAZO
swishes onto the floor wearing a daringly
transparent dress. She knows she is sexy, and
there is no one in the room who disagrees-- there
are gasps of admiration from the men, scowls from
the women --and they have no idea who she is.
She poses majestically and announces her advent.
ANGELA/IAZO
Hearken, one and all:
La Doña was the matriarch
of the Fourteen Families.
Now she is gone. I am
her replacement.
As she was, I am, adept
at the same arts, and
Highest Priestess to the
worship of Iazo.
Call me Angelina.
CONGREGATION
Cielos, que linda!
THAT is La Doña's
replacement?
Much nicer on the eyes
Trés chic.
DON GUILLERMO
Well, I must say you are
much more beautiful than
La Doña, but we do not
know you. Do you have
any proof of your
authority over the
Fourteen Families?
DOÑA DELOROS
[Yes, you must demonstrate
your power.]
ANGELA / IAZO
Of course, Don Guillermo
and Doña Deloros. I shall
speak the Words of Power:
(magic words)
CONGREGATION
(awed)
OOOOOHHHHHHHHHHHHH...
(chanting)
To Iazo! To Iazo! To Iazo!
To Iazo! To Iazo! To Iazo!
To Iazo! To Iazo...
ANGELA/IAZO
Now to prove my power to
bestow Pain or Pleasure,
I shall give both. First
just a little sample of
Pain: (magic word).
SFX: Nebulous red lightning arcs through the
Ballroom, the entire CONGREGATION is suddenly
writhing in intense agony, nerves short-circuiting,
people falling to the floor, thrashing out of
control, all dignity gone.
Screaming: "Yaaeeeh! Ow ow ow! O no, the pain!
Stop, stop! Help me! No more, no more!" Etc.
After 5 seconds ANGELA / IAZO speaks another magic
word: the lightning instantly vanishes, the pain
goes away. The screaming dwindles, but people
are still sobbing and sprawled on the floor, some
have passed out
ANGELA / IAZO
(smiles)
There now, that wasn't
so bad, was it?
CONGREGATION tries to be gracious, knowing she can
do it to them again, although some are still
suffering the aftermath: "I'm sick! Que terrible!"
sobbing, whimpering. Then silence.
ANGELA / IAZO
Soon I will give you The
Pleasure... but first,
Business.
FAT MAN
[Oh boy, The Pleasure.
Mmmm, soon!]
MAN WITH EYEPATCH
Let's get the Business
over with.
DECADENT WOMAN
[Sí, we want The Pleasure!]
ANGELA / IAZO
All right. As of tomorrow
we are going to begin a
purge of "communists and
revolutionaries. Every
person in El Sagrado not
spoken for by a member
of the Fourteen Families,
or in our military service,
will be EXECUTED.
Profound silence as the CONGREGATION stares at her.
No one dares say anything, until finally:
DOÑA DELOROS
[But that's... crazy.]
DON GUILLERMO
[The Americans-- no, all
of the world --will
protest! The Gringos
will bomb us! The
Brazilians would invade
us!]
MAN WITH EYEPATCH
The Guardia would not obey.
DON RAFAEL
[There would be no Workers
any more. It would mean
economic ruin!]
ANGELA / IAZO
[Speak for those workers
you wish to save, they
will be your slaves. The
rest will be a sacrifice
to Iazo.]
DON PEDRO
[Yet another great
sacrifice to Iazo?
This is insane!]
MAN WITH EYEPATCH
How many deaths does
Iazo require? A million?
ANGELA / IAZO
The more people we
sacrifice, the more power
we give to Iazo-- and he
to us. HE will protect
us from the Gringos. HE
will defeat the Brazilians.
HE will make us even
richer than we are...
...and HE will give us
PLEASURE.
CONGREGATION
[Placer, placer! Sí,
give us pleasure now, por
favor! The Pleasure!]
INT. COLONEL'S CAR - NIGHT
AURTHUR and COLONEL PORFORIO arrive at the village.
It is dark, but there are a few lights in some
windows.
COLONEL
[Here is Tlecatle. Hmm,
there are lights.
Someone is here after all.
The villagers must have
returned.]
They are standing in the headlights of the car,
suddenly surrounded by REVOLUTIONARIOS.
REV LUIS
[Halt or die.]
REV LEADER arrives to see who the new prisoners are.
REV ALFREDO
[Look, jefé, a Guardia
Colonel and a Gringo.
Should we shoot them now
or take them prisoner?]
AURTHUR
[Leave the Colonel alone,
he is MY prisoner.]
REV LEADER
[And just who are YOU to
be giving orders?]
AURTHUR
[Aurthur, agent of the
Angel Æthyr. Where is
she?]
REV LEADER
[The Angel?
(cautious)
There's no...]
LAZARO
(arriving to interrupt)
[She was here! This morning,
she and the diablo. But
she is gone. I don't
know where.]
AURTHUR
[And the devil, is it with her?]
REV LEADER
[The devil has been taken
care of.]
COLONEL
(muttering)
[What IS this madness?]
LAZARO
[These cabrónes crucified
the poor devil. Just up
the hill from here.]
AURTHUR
[Crucified Malignan?
How?...never mind, take
me to him.]
REV LEADER
[Un momento, señor, you
are our prisoner now.
No one takes you anywhere
without my permission.
And first I have to
decide if we are to shoot
you or not.]
AURTHUR
[Then give your permission
or shoot. I go to see
the devil now.]
REV LEADER
(impressed that AURTHUR
is so macho)
[And why do you wish to
see the devil?]
AURTHUR
[To find the Angel.]
REV LEADER
[All right then. I am
interested. I too would
like to see this "Angel"
for myself. Let us go
up the hill...]
EXT. HILLTOP - NIGHT
It is dark. AURTHUR and REV LEADER walk up to the
CROSS, but cannot see much yet. They can hear
PADRE ranting.
PADRE
[...death sin eternity god
jesus holy ghost torment
forever hell...]
AURTHUR
[What is that man doing?]
REV LEADER
[That is Padre Jalapeño,
he is quite mad.]
They arrive at the foot of the CROSS, where PADRE
carries on praying.
PADRE
[...kill and maim things
most foul and degraded,
pestilence, leprosy,
cruelly evil and odious,
death and defeat, eternal
fire and brimstone...]
AURTHUR
(looking up, seeing MALIGNAN)
By The Light! Malignan!
(speaking *Ancient Babylonian)
*Look down here!*
MALIGNAN
Who...?
(groggy, looks down, answers
back in * Babylonian)
*Who speaks Babylonian
any more? Do I know you?*
Oh... yes, you're Peter.
AURTHUR
*Aurthur at present.
Where is Æthyr?*
MALIGNAN
*I don't know... last
saw... when I saved her
from Iazo... I passed
out... she was gone!*
REV LEADER
(suspicious)
[What language was that? What
are you planning together?]
REV LEADER raises his machine gun threateningly to
remind everyone of who's in charge here.
In a move so fast that it blurs, AUTHUR has TAKEN
THE WEAPON away from him, and is in the process of
expertly disassembling it as he continues speaking
to MALIGNAN.
AURTHUR
*What has happened to
you?*
REV LEADER is confused by suddenly having no weapon,
he doesn't understand how it is now in AUTHUR's
hands. He dumbly watches all the bullets being
strewn out into the darkness, the clip in another
direction, and the firing mechanism in yet another.
MALIGNAN
*Sun... Æthyr knocked
out by Iazo... another
devil... Angela couldn't
get us into the Cosmic
Zone. Stuck here... sun
burned me all up! This
is what I have left.
Being crucified for the
sins of this mad...
priest.*
AURTHUR
*We have to find Angela.*
MALIGNAN
*Then rescue me. I can't
do much from here.*
REV LEADER watches the last piece of his machine
gun be flung far out into the night, too
intimidated by AURTHUR to protest or do anything
about it. Especially now, being disarmed.
REV LEADER
(pathetically muttering)
[Hey... that was my baby.]
PADRE
[Die, demon, die. Expire,
wither, disintegrate! O
Heavenly Father, rend
this monster and cast it
into the Lake of Fire!
Give us a sign!
Give us a sign!]
Still holding the wrapped package in his hands,
AURTHUR obviously feels it become heavier --looks
down at it, swigs it a bit, we hear it "gurgle".
AURTHUR
*The Chalice just filled
up with Bloodwine. That
means someone is to drink
it.*
MALIGNAN
[I thirst.]
PADRE
[He thirsts! Did you all
hear that? As Christ
said near the end.
Oh-- if we only had some
vinegar to give him, then
he would give up the ghost!]
AURTHUR takes the wrappings off The Chalice,
revealed shining so brightly the entire scene
lights up.
AURTHUR
[Here is some.]
REV LEADER
[Wow, that's quite the
flashlight you have there.]
PADRE is now holding a long shaft of wood with a
rag on the end up to MALIGNAN's face.
PADRE
[Here, devil, drink from
this rag torn from my
holy gown and dipped in
the "wine" of this odd
Cup.
Oh, this is wonderful,
I'm so happy, this should
really finish him off.
And so symbolic...]
Half-groggy, MALIGNAN takes the soaked rag in his
mouth, sucks the "vinegar" from it. And is
GALVANIZED. His eyes pop open wide, sparks fly,
a giant breath of air inflates his chest, the
muscles of his body thicken and ripple with new
power.
MALIGNAN grips the ends of the CROSS and pulls them
forward. The heavy wooden structure creaks, groans,
then BREAKS ASUNDER with a very loud "SNAP!" that
echoes over the hills.
Now free, MALIGNAN lands on his feet.
REV LEADER
(missing his machine gun)
[Shit, the diablo is
free. I've got to...
(deciding)
...RUN!]
(runs away into the darkness)
AURTHUR offers The Chalice to MALIGNAN, who
approaches it with wonder.
PADRE
(cringing with fear)
[No, please don't kill me,
don't kill m...]
MALIGNAN
(brushes past)
[Just get out of the way.]
MALIGNAN takes The Chalice and swallows an entire
2 liters in one GLUG. Bloodwine spills and runs
down his chest- His muscles swell even more, until
he is as big and bulky as ever. Then he looks down
into the empty Cup with vast appreciation, as if he
had drunken an incredibly fine wine.
MALIGNAN
(eyes sparkling)
Ahhhhh. Power, pure power.
PADRE
(still cringing)
[Don't kill me, por favor,
don't...]
MALIGNAN
(hand on PADRE's shoulder)
[Oh, I forgive you, Padre,
for you know not what you
do. Har de har har.]
(to AURTHUR)
I feel great! Strong
again, no pain. Thanks
Peter-- I mean Aurthur
--it was a very bad day
for me until you showed
up. Say, how did you
GET here, anyway?
AURTHUR
I was led here by The
Chalice, it seems. Now
we must find Angela, tell
me what you know.
MALIGNAN
Last seen she was stuck
here-- no wait, there
was a car, La Doña's
limousine. She must have
taken that.
AURTHUR
Who is La Doña?
PADRE
(butting in, speaking English)
She is the secret
commander of everything
in this country-- the
Head of the Fourteen
Families
--until this diablo
killed her this morning.
MALIGNAN
(shrugs)
Because she was possessed
by the Devil Iazo-- an
old acquaintance of mine
from Hell, by the way
--who is actually the one
responsible for all the
death and violence in El
Sagrado.
PADRE
La Doña was possessed?
(sees the light)
[Oh... sí, of course!]
AURTHUR
I don't believe Iazo is
gone. I was ordered
killed by some authority
who knew I was coming.
Angela may be in danger.
MALIGNAN
Let's find La Doña's car.
PADRE
La Doña, La Doña! She
was so evil! Now I see
the light: it was she who
perverted me so many years
ago. She who led us all
to evil.
AURTHUR
Do you know where she lived?
PADRE
Oh yes, of course. And
tonight --right now, in
fact-- there is to be a
meeting of the Fourteen
Families. La Doña will
be there.
AURTHUR
But La Doña is dead.
PADRE
She will be there
nevertheless.
AURTHUR
And so shall we. Vamanos.
EXT. VILLAGE GROUNDS - NIGHT
A CROWD OF PEOPLE is still standing outside the
houses, waiting to see what happens.
ROSALIA is trying to go up the hilltop with a jar
of water, but REV ALFREDO is holding her back by
her arm, a rifle in his other hand.
ROSALIA
[But I only wish to take
El Señor Diablo some
water to ease his poor
suffering.]
REV ALFREDO
[No! That diablo is hung
up to die-- and to dry.
Ha ha ha!
And besides, my sweet one,
you will be too busy
easing my own suffering.]
POV: FROM BEHIND ALFREDO, we see ROSALIA angrily
struggling against him. Then seeing something, she
suddenly relaxes and turns on a very happy smile.
ROSALIA
[Ah. Oh!]
REV ALFREDO
[Huh?]
Before ALFREDO can look behind him to see what
she's looking at, a LARGE PINK HAND claps easily
down on his shoulder. ALFREDO freezes,
understanding just whose hand it is.
MALIGNAN
(softly, patiently)
[Now, I distinctly remember
telling you guys to
protect these villagers,
but NOT putting you on a
throne.
So unless you are all
good boys, I'm going have
to EAT you.
We don't want that, do we?]
REV ALFREDO
(gulps)
[N..no, Señor Diablo.]
(a tear runs down his cheek)
MALIGNAN
[And as you can see, I
did not die nor dry,
because not even your
best shot can stop me.
So you can count on me
coming back to get you
if I must.
(amiable pat the back)
Heh heh heh. Got that?]
REV ALFREDO
(gulps)
[S..sí, Señor Diablo.]
MALIGNAN
(to LAZARO)
[Old man: you carried my
Cross, you defended me,
and you tend to speak
with the voice of reason.
I'm putting you in charge.
Anyone who disobeys the
old man answers to ME.
Now we're going away, but
-- heh heh --I could be
back any time.]
LAZARO
[Did you kill the Leader
of the Revolucionarios?]
AURTHUR
[No, he's probably still
running from Malignan.
He is disarmed, though.]
LAZARO
(disappointed)
[Oh well. (shrugs)
Then my first order is
to the rest of you
Revolutionaries: get the
hell out of our houses!]
COLONEL POROFIO is in the crowd, not certain if he
is a prisoner or not. AURTHUR turns to him.
AURTHUR
[We're borrowing your car,
Colonel. You stay here
until this is over.]
COLONEL
[Fine. I think I'd prefer
to stay out of all this
anyway.]
They drive away in the COLONEL's car.
ROSALIA
(wistfully watches them
pass into the night)
Vaya con Dios, mi amor.
INT. CAR - NIGHT
Inside the car, AURTHUR is driving, MALIGNAN
filling up the back seat, stretched out and relaxed,
hands behind head, feet up over the front seat,
crowding PADRE JALAPEÑO, who has come to lead them
to the 14 Families.
MALIGNAN
You know, I like cars.
I think I'll get me one
now that I'm Earthbound.
PADRE
(La Doña's Palacio is just
up the street here.
There-- the big one.
The evil one!]
EXT: PORTAL LA DOÑA'S PALACIO - NIGHT
The port gate is locked, 2 GUARDS on duty. AURTHUR
and MALIGNAN have left the car (and PADRE), and are
now studying their target from some bushes across
the street.
AURTHUR
Looks like a tight
security set-up. But
nothing we can't handle.
MALIGNAN
Oh, allow me. A little
psychic domination is all
it takes.
MALIGNAN walks directly to the gate, speaks through
the bars.
MALIGNAN
[Hey, cops: you may not move.]
GUARD #1
(startled)
[Eeek, un diablo! Run!]
GUARD #2
(paralyzed)
[I can't move!]
MALIGNAN
And this steel gate is
no problemo either.
(spreads the metal bars apart,
rips gate off hinges)
Shall we enter?
They pass into the portal toward the main building,
which is brightly lit with many cars in the
parking area.
AURTHUR
Malignan, you might be a
very useful ally after
all. I'm beginning to
understand what Æthyr
sees in you.
MALIGNAN
(sniffing a scent)
She's up this way.
INT. HALLWAY TO PALACIO BALLROOM - NIGHT
They spread a CURTAIN they are behind to see into
the Ballroom.
MALIGNAN
Look, it's... er...
(embarrassed)
...Angela.
AURTHUR
(surprised)
THAT is Angela?
INT. PALACIO BALLROOM - NIGHT
The room is churning with 30 naked people in the
throes of an ORGY. The CONGREGATION are now
receiving "The Pleasure" they had wanted. They are
drinking and screwing, rolling around on the plush
carpet, orgasms are happening everywhere,
simultaneously or in chain reactions. They are
entranced, they are rushing, we hear them chanting:
"the pleasure".
CONGREGATION
"el placer" "el placer"
"aahhh" "el placer" "el
placer" "oooo" "el placer"
"el placer" "el placer"
"el placer" "moan" "el
placer" "ha ha ha ha" "el
placer" "oh oh oh oh ah
ah ah ah eeeeeeee" "el...
placer" "el placer" ...
And in the middle of it all, ANGELA, just as naked
as the others, with several men caressing, kissing
and licking her body.
AURTHUR
(stepping into the
room, shouts)
ANGELA!
ANGELA / IAZO turns to see who has called, is
surprised. Freezes.
ANGELA / IAZO
(mental)
That's Malignan! So he
did not perish!
And I recognize Peter
from Angela's memories.
Satanas!
AURTHUR comes to her. No one else in the room
notices him, they're all too taken by The Pleasure.
AURTHUR
Angela, are you... all
right?
ANGELA / IAZO
(recovering, playing the part)
Ohh... ahh... Peter! What
are YOU doing here?
And Malignan, you are
still alive!
(evil look-away)
Oh, thank goodness!
AURTHUR
What's going on here?
It looks like an orgy.
ANGELA / IAZO
Well, yes, I guess, it is.
Okay, you caught me---
oops! Heh heh.
(pretending embarrassment)
It's just that these nice
people have been taking
care of me and they had
this big party... I guess
they're all stoned out of
their heads. Wow, me too.
AURTHUR
(frowning)
So you joined in an orgy?
ANGELA / IAZO
Uhhh... well...
(pretending honesty)
...oh, all right, Peter,
you know how I want to
break my curse of
virginity. I thought this
might do it... but none
of them has the virility
to break through my
angelic protection.
Too bad.
(comes on to Peter)
But now that you're here,
how about it? Want to
make love with me now,
Peter? Please?
AURTHUR
At the moment I am Aurthur,
and I may not.
ANGELA / IAZO
(shrugs, plays the bitch)
All right then, Malignan
--this is your big chance.
Want to fuck me?
MALIGNAN
I... uh... er...
AURTHUR
This is neither the time
nor place, Angela. We
have come to rescue you.
Here is The Chalice.
ANGELA / IAZO (mental)
The Chalice! No! It is
Holy, I dare not touch it...
(spoken)
This IS the time and place!
The Chalice can wait. I
want to be in control of
Angela's life just now.
And look at all this sex--
I want some too!
AURTHUR
You're behaving like a
fool! The Demon Iazo is
here somewhere, Æthyr must
help us conquer it.
ANGELA / IAZO
I'm behaving like a woman.
Peter, you wait here,
Malignan, come with me.
AURTHUR
I am Aurthur, and I obey
only Æthyr.
ANGELA / IAZO
Well then, do as you will.
(takes MALIGNAN's hand)
Come Malignan, let's go
to one of the bedrooms
in this house and do it.
Show me your power.
(pulls him)
MALIGNAN
(immovable)
Uhh... sorry, Angela, it's
Æthyr whom I love. It would
just be animal lust for
your virgin body.
ANGELA / IAZO
Wha-a-at? Oh come on,
you're a DEVIL. Animal
Lust is all you ever want!
MALIGNAN
Yeah well, this Karma
thing...
ANGELA / IAZO
Æthyr, Æthyr, nobody wants
poor Angela!
AURTHUR
Not true. Peter loves
and desires you very much.
ANGELA / IAZO
But you are Peter and you
won't even try.
AURTHUR
As Aurthur I feel no
desire, no lust, only
Duty. Sorry.
ANGELA / IAZO
So become Peter! Right
now.
AURTHUR
No, this is a place of
danger. Peter has not the
abilities to deal with it.
ANGELA / IAZO
Well then, I'll just find
some other man to have
sex with me. See you
later.
She steps over to a nearby OLDER MAN writhing
around on the floor, sits on his face.
OLDER MAN
[Oh, Angelina, Angelina,
por favor.]
ANGELA / IAZO
[You want to fuck me?
Let's go, to my bedroom.]
Observing this, our heroes finally become
suspicious.
MALIGNAN
Hey, Angela doesn't speak
Spanish that well...
AURTHUR
...and she isn't acting
like Angela at all. More like...
MALIGNAN
...she's pretending.
(to ANGELA/IAZO)
Nice try, IAZO!
ANGELA / IAZO turns, shouts a MAGIC WORD to the
CONGREGATION and runs to escape.
The CONGREGATION changes character from Lovingly
Ecstatic to Violently Aggressive. All 30 of them
are physically attacking AURTHUR and MALIGNAN,
charging at them as a wave of naked bodies.
MALIGNAN
Yeah, she's possessed by
Iazo, all right. That
was a Satanic Word of
Power.
The wave of human flesh hits them, AURTHUR
efficiently deflects them with one hand, holding
The Chalice with the other, the attackers drop to
all sides. MALIGNAN is a wall they cannot rock,
he sends them flying.
AURTHUR
I don't think I need to
hear the translation.
You take care of this
crowd, I'll deal with Iazo.
Oh, try not to kill them
all, we might need some
of them later.
MALIGNAN
I guess you won't hurt her?
AURTHUR is already gone. MALIGNAN gives the
entire CONGREGATION a series of hugs, squashing
groups of them just enough to make them faint.
MALIGNAN
[All right, little ones,
come to Malignan.]
INT. CORRIDOR - LIGHTED
ANGELA/IAZO runs down the long hallway, AURTHUR
closing in behind her. They are both very fast,
but he is faster.
AURTHUR
(running)
There's no escaping me, Iazo...
(unwrapping the Cup)
...nor the power of The...
(slinging the Bloodwine ahead)
...CHALICE!
BLOODWINE splashes on ANGELA / IAZO's naked back.
She howls, a MAGIC WORD is half-spoken...
ANIMATION.
BLACKNESS: IAZO's nebulous Red Spirit is gliding
into the black, as before. He aims for a tiny
blue spot.
IAZO
Holyfire! I can't stand
the psychic pain... can't
go out through it...
(nearing golden spot , it is
ANGELA's bluish Spirit)
...must retreat into
Angela's psyche, past her
sleeping soul into her...
(she grabs his horn,
he is stopped)
ANGELA
No you don't.
CU: IAZIO's evil eyes.
IAZO
Don't interfere with me,
I don't have time to be
gentle with... oh oh!
CU: ÆTHYR's glowing eyes.
ANGELA/ÆTHYR
Oh, you have time, you
have all of eternity, Iazo.
Blue Angela transforms into golden glowing ÆTHYR.
IAZO stares, cannot escape, is heard to whimper.
ÆTHYR
Fear not, Iazo, I am
quite grateful to you
for playing into my hands
all the way along.
You have been instrumental
in completing my Karma...
...as well as teaching me
your Words of Power and
giving me total control
of El Sagrado.
So I shall not harm you,
instead bless you with a
gift that you may cherish
throughout eternity.
As I did with Malignan,
I now bequeath you the
gift of Karma.
IAZO
No! No! Not that! (magic word)
ÆTHYR
Now be gone to Hell and
go to work on it.
IAZO flies off into the blackness, screaming all
the way.
END OF ANIMATION/SFX.
RETURN TO CORRIDOR.
AURTHUR is holding the swooned ANGELA, bringing The
Chalice to her lips.
AURTHUR
Angela. Drink from The
Chalice.
ANGELA
Ohhh... hi. Yes.. okay...
SFX TRANSFORMATION: ANGELA to ÆTHYR, glowing.
Gracefully standing up.
ÆTHYR
Thank you, Aurthur. Once
again you have performed
valiantly and perfectly
in my service.
Everything is working out
as it should. Now let us
conquer El Sagrado and
set this country straight.
And then we shall do the
same with our own lives.
AURTHUR
I hope Malignan has not
killed and consumed
everyone out there.
ÆTHYR
You gave him Bloodwine
from The Chalice?
AURTHUR
Yes
ÆTHYR
Then he has not. He will
be too full to eat human
flesh, nor shall he ever
again.
AURTHUR
Here. "Angelina"s gown.
You might wear it.
ÆTHYR
Slightly better than
nothing, I suppose.
INT. BALLROOM - NIGHT
They return to find the entire CONGREGATION
cowering before MALIGNAN.
CONGREGATION
Angelina, Angelina!
Save us with your words of Power!
ÆTHYR
That is exactly what I
intend to do:
(magic word)
CONGREGATION
Speak, o Master, and we
obey. We obey. Command
us.
ÆTHYR
Those of you who command
the media will inform
this city of a public
meeting at Noon tomorrow,
announcing the dissolution
of the existing government,
the disbandment of all
armies, and introducing
the New President of El
Sagrado, appointed by
Angelic Decree.
Then each of you shall
surrender yourselves for
crimes against this
country. The killing has
come to an end.
CONGREGATION
Yes, Master. We will obey.
ÆTHYR turns to her companions as she waves a
sparkling Portal to the Cosmic Zone into the air
beside her.
ÆTHYR
Come. We shall step
through the Cosmic Zone
to the village of Tlecatle.
We must inform the new
President of El Sagrado
of his duties.
The 3 of them step into the swirl of light, then
are gone.
INT. LAZARO'S BEDROOM - NIGHT.
ÆTHYR, AURTHUR and MALIGNAN are in the dark room
beside the bed where LAZARO is sleeping.
ÆTHYR
[Wake up, Lazaro. You
have a mission.]
LAZARO
[Hmmfff... que pasa?
An Angel, a Devil! Oh
my, have I died? And you
are taking me to..?
Oh, I hope it's not Hell.]
ÆTHYR
[You have not died. Quite
the opposite: you are
about to begin a new
life: as President of
your country.]
LAZARO
[I? But no, that cannot
be, the Fourteen Families...]
ÆTHYR
[They are finished.]
AURTHUR
[So now a President must
be elected.]
MALIGNAN
[And an Angel has elected
you.]
LAZARO
[But I am old and feeble,
without strength or true
wisdom...]
ÆTHYR
[Drink of The Chalice.]
LAZARO drinks. Uncertain. Decides it tastes
pretty good. Takes great gulps. Drinks it all.
SFX: ALTERNATE DIMENSION. LAZARO is in a
landscape of pyramids and sky ships, images of
an ancient King of Atlantis.
LAZARO
It seems that I once was
a King, many ages ago in
fabled Atlantis. I knew
how to rule then...
END SFX: BACK IN HOUSE.
LAZARO (CONT)
...and now I feel strong.
Full of energy and mature
wisdom. Yes, I am ready
to govern my poor country.
EXT. EL PLAZA MAYOR - DAY
TEXT ON SCREEN: "Noon, El Plaza Mayor, Ciudad de
San Secreto"
The great town square before the Cathedral is
completely filled up with people. There is a podium
erected right in front of the Cathedral, and the
crowd is waiting for an announcement to come from
whoever will be speaking there at Noon.
Every social class in the country is represented
today: rich and poor, workers and students,
Mestizos and Indians, as well as the Government
Military and their enemies, the undercover
Revolutionaries.
It's a nice day, not a cloud in the sky.
IN THE CROWD: A GROUP OF MILITARY OFFICERS.
MAJOR
["Disbandment of all
military forces" indeed.
We shall see about that.]
CAPITAN
["By Angelic decree" the
News said. Hah!]
GENERAL,
[The Fourteen Families
have gone mad. We shall
carry on without them.
A coup may be in order.]
IN THE CROWD: A GROUP OF REVOLUTIONARIES
MARXIST
[The moment of Revolution
is at hand, comrades.]
LENINIST
[This will be a bloodbath,
but so be it.]
IN THE CROWD: A GROUP OF CIVILIANS
FAMILY MAN
[Is there any hope that
things will change today
before we are ALL killed?]
SHOPKEEPER
[Hope? I don't know.]
IN THE CROWD:
A REGULAR GUY
(pointing up)
[Look!]
A bright light gradually appears ABOVE THE PODIUM.
We recognize it as the Cosmic Zone Effect, but
these people have never seen such a thing before.
VOICES IN CROWD
[Look! Up above the Podium:
a light!
Cielos! It'd brighter
than the sun!
It's the Angel! She is
real! And the Devil too!]
ÆTHYR, MALIGNAN, AURTHUR and LAZARO have
materialized up on the podium, the glow of the
Cosmic Zone dissipates, but the glow of the ANGEL
remains, even directly under the tropical noonday
sun. The CROWD goes silent, awed by what they are
seeing.
ÆTHYR
[People of El Sagrada, I
am the Angel Æthyr.
I have come here to
counterbalance the forces
of evil that have run
rampant in this part of
the planet.
Today you shall have a
new government, led by a
man chosen by God-- until
you elect your own
candidate.
As of today, you are free
from the terror of La
Doña and her Fourteen
Families.
I introduce Señor Lazaro,
el Presidente de El Sagrado.]
There is a hesitantly erratic applause, but it is
"shushed" away by people being careful of who
hears them.
LAZARO
[People of my country:
I did not assume to take
this authority over your
lives, I was chosen and
had to accept to save
your lives.
Now, there are those who
will RESIST this change...]
IN THE CROWD: A TROOP OF ARMED SOLDIERS
SERGEANT
["Resist"? Hah! Troop:
ready arms!]
Every SOLDIER brings his rifle up and cocks it.
LAZARO (CONT)
[...and we all know how
ready those men are to KILL,
so I give them this message:
you must defeat this Angel
before you can stop the
changes coming. Some of
you were involved in the
ordered execution at
Tlecatle yesterday, so
you know that to shoot at
her is to die by your own
bullet.
If you don't believe that,
go ahead and shoot her--
it would be good for
country to be rid of as
many murderous men as
possible.]
ÆTHYR
[I see the guns out there.
They are useless against
me, but you may think
"kill Señor Lazaro", or
kill anyone who opposes
you, and what can an Angel
do against you anyway?
She has no weapon.]
IN THE CROWD: A GROUP OF CAMPESINOS
They have guns, but only ONE of them is aiming at
the podium, while his companions urge him on with
conflicting suggestions. The ONE is sweating,
his gun is shaking, he doesn't know what to do.
And who could blame him?
CAMPESINO #2
[Shoot Señor Lazaro now!]
CAMPESINO #3
[No, the General of la
Guardia Civil, kill HIM!]
CAMPESINO #4
[No, the Angel! Quick,
blow her away!]
CAMPESINO #5
[No, you fool, hear her
out!]
UP ON THE PODIUM.
ÆTHYR (CONT)
[...but I have no need of
weapons, I am an Angel.
If I need help, I simply
pray for it.
Lord, thy work is ready,
Thy time is night.
I wait to serve
Beneath thy sky.]
CRAAACK, RUUMBLE! Shattering thunder out of that
clear blue sky. Lightning crisscrossing the
heavens in symbolic patterns.
IN THE CROWD: EVERYONE LOOKING UP.
Screaming. Genuflecting. Praying for forgiveness.
A MOTHER
(sobbing into her hands)
[O no, my godmygodmygod--
I surrender into your m...
mm... mercy]
POV: LOOKING UP. WHAT THEY SEE
Directly above the Cathedral, most of the sky is
opened in a REALLY VAST Cosmic Zone Portal.
Within that circle we can see SQUADRONS of FLAMING
ANGELS BRANDISHING SPEARS flying in formation.
But what really disturbs the people below is the
GIANT FIST OF GOD pointed down at them, shaking
with anger, so BIG that the ARM reaches down from
many kilometers above, fading into the mist of
cosmic distance.
IN THE CROWD:
People running, but in circles, they don't know
where to escape. People fainting, praying,
weeping, laughing insanely, it's a circus.
CU: A WEEPING MAN
[BASTANTE, POR FAVOR!!!
You win, you win, let it
be as you say. Let your
Señor Lazaro be the Agent
of God, none will say
you nay.
Eh? The Angel is gone...
and the Devil... and the
other man... only Lazaro
remains.]
UP ON THE PODIUM
LAZARO
[So People of El Sagrado,
Compañeros, let us set
things right in our land.
Now that the murdering
has stopped, we must have
JOBS, because there is
much WORK to be done!]
CROWD VOICES
[Sí, compañero!
He's right!]
INT?/EXT? WHEREVER THE COSMIC ZONE IS
SFX: ÆTHYR, MALIGNAN & AURTHUR soar in a graceful
arc across the screen, from a portal in San
Secreto (you can see part of the Cathedral),
through the sparkly swirly zappi-ness of the
Cosmic Zone, to another portal in Bellingham (we
can see Peter's house).
INT. PETER'S HOUSE -- DAY
They are in the living room, AURTHUR putting The
Chalice up on the fireplace mantle once again.
AURTHUR
Home. Another adventure
completed.
ÆTHYR
Almost completed. There
are details yet to attend
to. Rewards.
MALIGNAN
Rewards? To whom?
ÆTHYR
We have each of us yearned
to alter the patterns of
our lives. Our destinies
converge at this point,
and now we may become
something new.
Aurthur: as Peter and
Angela we may become
mortal lovers for the
first time in innumerable
lifetimes.
It is time for us to
experience that union.
AURTHUR
I am glad for Peter. He
does love and desire her.
ÆTHYR
They shall consummate
their love tonight.
AURTHUR
Then I shall sleep and
rest this mortal body,
and be Peter when I
awaken.
AURTHUR goes upstairs without further elaboration.
MALIGNAN
Well. Peter is a lucky
lad. (sighs)
ÆTHYR
Ah, do you also desire
the virgin Angela?
MALIGNAN
What? No. My once-
uncontrollable lust for
any virgin seems to have
been burned away by the
sun.
ÆTHYR
Yes, you have been
purified, Malignan. It
was meant to be, and now
it is so.
MALIGNAN
Meant to be? Then this
was all part of your plan?
ÆTHYR
Not MY plan, THE plan.
Yes, we have a mutual
destiny.
MALIGNAN
And what IS that destiny?
ÆTHYR
To become ONE.
MALIGNAN
And how do we do that?
By holding hands and
chanting "Om", perhaps?
ÆTHYR
That would take too long.
It would be best if we
just made love instead.
MALIGNAN
(turns around, astounded)
Huh? Make love? You and
me? But you do not love
me.
ÆTHYR
Oh, I shall.
MALIGNAN
But I am disgusting.
Evil. Cruel. Etc.
She comes to him and touches his
face affectionately.
ÆTHYR
With your new skin you
are not so bad. Quite
handsome, almost.
MALIGNAN
I? Me? I.. I..
Don't tell me that you
feel lust for ME?
ÆTHYR
Not lust really, more a
desire to be ONE with you.
MALIGNAN
Well, er, um...okay. But
shouldn't we go somewhere
else? What if Aurthur...?
ÆTHYR
Aurthur understands
everything and has gone
to sleep.
They are on the floor now, embracing. Camera
ZOOMING into them, so that they fill the screen.
MALIGNAN
Are you afraid?
ÆTHYR
Not at all. I am
intrigued, interested--
excited!
MALIGNAN
Does it hurt?
ÆTHYR
(gasp) No. It is if I
were being unlocked.
BOTH
Never before have I felt
so close to...ha ha ha ha!
ÆTHYR
So strange. So wonderful.
NOW I feel the lust.
BOTH
Oh, this is it... the..
orga... smmmm...
SFX: BLACKNESS. A GUSH of white goo (sperm? I'm
not telling) in upper left corner of the image.
ÆTHYR (OC)
Now we
MALIGNAN (OC)
are One.
FIREWORKS of many colors erupt lower left. Out of
which DEMIGOD flies up, coming closer. We can see
the he/she is a blend of ÆTHYR and MALIGNAN, a
sexless long-haired young GOD in an empty universe.
DEMIGOD (V.O.)
We are now Demigod,
master of a universe we
have yet to create.
All this formless energy
is ours to work and play
with. It IS us and OF us.
Here, shall we create worlds,
peoples, anomalies.
This is our next Karmic
Lesson in the learning of
becoming a Companion to
God.
A NEW SUN explodes into life and light in the
upper right, blazing yellow and red. DEMIGOD
soars up out of sight.
Zoom into the BLACK.
INT. PETER'S BEDROOM - NIGHT
ALSO BLACKNESS-- until PETER suddenly JERKS up
sitting in his bed, lit up by a glow from the
window.
PETER
(crying out)
ANGELA!
Oh, I was dreaming. Or
wait-- didn't I actually
become Aurthur and go to
El Sagrado to rescue
Angela... and the whole
country?
Or was that a dream?
He moves the curtain to look out the window at
the last traces of a sunset.
PETER
It's sunset. I slept all
day. Which means that if
it all really happened...
and if Æthyr's promise is
true...
Angela should be here!
INT. LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Coming downstairs, PETER finds ANGELA sleeping on
the floor, still wearing that skimpy gown.
MALIGNAN is gone, as is the Hellslab.
PETER
(gently shaking her
shoulder)
Angela? Angela!
ANGELA
Oh Peter! Thank God
it's you!
PETER
I guess so!
Where is the Devil?
ANGELA
Gone with Æthyr to some
cosmic realm. They've
become some kind of New
God, so they're off
creating a new universe.
PETER
But.. but she's your own
soul, she can't be gone.
ANGELA
Oh, she's here too-- I
don't understand it really,
something to do with
Eternity equaling a Zero-
Time Factor.
They'll be back eventually.
But for now I can just be
Angela Snow for a while.
PETER
(lifting her into his arms)
Then good. Because I love
Angela Snow.
ANGELA
(snuggling in his arms)
And I love Peter Knight.
EXT. VIEW OF HOUSE - NIGHT
We see the cozy little student house from the
front, Dark except for a candle light in the
upstairs bedroom window. We hear the lovers cry
out "Oh!" and "Ah!"
INT. BEDROOM - NIGHT.
PETER holding ANGELA in bed. They look very happy.
PETER
An ex-virgin twice.
Good going.
ANGELA
(contented sigh)
Yes, and a woman at last.
She sits up, naked and beautiful in the moonlight,
to look out the open window at a starry sky, and
the crescent moon, just as a shooting star whizzes
down from space and vanishes.
ANGELA
You know, I kept hearing
that there was "no choice"
in any of this. I still
don't know if there is or
not. But if there is--
then this is what
I choose.
