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Authors: Scott Nicholson
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into his gut. While Raintree flinches, Farrengalli twists and plants a boot in his crotch.
Farrengalli spins free, gets to his feet, and backs toward the ledge. He holds up his hands in an “Easy does it” gesture.
FARRENGALLI (CONT’D)
Easy, Chief.
Dove races to Raintree, grabs his shoulder, but her shrugs her away.
RAINTREE
Stay in the cave!
FARRENGALLI
(to Raintree)
It’s me, your old buddy Vince.
Raintree takes a couple of menacing steps toward him, drugged out of his mind, raging.
RAINTREE
(uncertain)
Does white man speak with forked tongue?
FARRENGALLI
You been hitting the medicine bag?
RAINTREE
(to Dove)
You’re one of them, too?
DOVE
I’m one of us. Just like you are.
Raintree squares up with Farrengalli, but he’s looking past him, over the gorge. Farrengalli turns and looks, too.
Three goregoyles are flying down the gorge, soaring under the moonlit clouds. Then more emerge, four, then a half-dozen. A flock of monsters. The last one is wearing blue drysuit rags—it’s C.A. McKay, only different, changed. It veers slightly toward them, then away.
FARRENGALLI
(under his breath)
Shit, it’s Bike Boy.
CUT TO:
EXT. ROCKY RIVERBANK. NIGHT.
Ace clambers over huge, rugged boulders. This area looks like it was created by a recent landslide, with fallen trees and debris. Bowie is behind him, carrying the gun.
Ace stops and points ahead to a large cleft about 10 feet above the river—the rocks look like the entrance to a crude, dark temple.
ACE
They took her in there.
BOWIE
How do you know?
FX: AceVision : The interior of the cave pulses with bloody red fire.
ACE
I see things.
An angel soars down from the heavens, gilded, glistening, but its eyes are red like the throat of the cave.
ACE (CONT’D)
(whispers)
They come for the Change.
BOWIE
What, your baby is some kind of Christ?
ACE
Clara wasn’t no virgin.
BOWIE
Either way, she’s dead.
ACE
Being dead don’t mean much anymore.
The angel disappears into the cave and two more appear, following.
CUT TO:
EXT. BABEL TOWER LEDGE. NIGHT.
Dove is by the cave entrance. Raintree is frozen in place, while Farrengalli has shrunk a little away from the edge.
Over the gorge, the last of the flock has faded into the mist.
DOVE
They didn’t sense us.
FARRENGALLI
They did. But they acted like they had bigger fish to fry.
(turning)
What do you think, Chie—
WHOOF —Raintree launches himself into Farrengalli and they go over the ledge, but Raintree’s feet are tangled in the secured belaying ropes.
Raintree free falls 10 feet, Farrengalli clinging to him. The rope tightens, snapping Raintree’s leg as they slam into the cliff face. Raintree screams.
Farrengalli almost loses his grip to fall into the rocky darkness below, but clenches Raintree at the last moment. They dangle upside down below the ledge.
DOVE (O.S.)
(from above)
Robert!
Farrengalli hooks his hands in Raintree’s belt and drags himself up, the weight deepening the leg fracture. Raintree’s face contorts in pain, blood drips from his split scalp.
For a moment, they are face to face.
FARRENGALLI
Happy hunting, Chief.
Farrengalli scrambles up Raintree’s leg, then grabs for the cell phone in Raintree’s belt. Raintree chops Farrengalli’s hand, making them both squeal in pain. Raintree pulls a piton from his belt and jabs it into Farrengalli’s calf. Farrengalli plants his boot on Raintree’s chin and scrambles up the rope.
Raintree stares at the upside-down world and the brown river spinning and churning below. Above him, Dove and Farrengalli argue.
DOVE
Help me pull him up.
FARRENGALLI
Fuck no, he tried to scalp me.
DOVE
Help.
FARRENGALLI
Every man for himself. You’re not a man.
The rope tugs as Dove tries to pull him up—she makes it two feet, then the slack plays out as she loses her grip, Raintree bobs down and screams at the fresh pain.
Suspended once more, he pulls a handful of
Farrengalli spins free, gets to his feet, and backs toward the ledge. He holds up his hands in an “Easy does it” gesture.
FARRENGALLI (CONT’D)
Easy, Chief.
Dove races to Raintree, grabs his shoulder, but her shrugs her away.
RAINTREE
Stay in the cave!
FARRENGALLI
(to Raintree)
It’s me, your old buddy Vince.
Raintree takes a couple of menacing steps toward him, drugged out of his mind, raging.
RAINTREE
(uncertain)
Does white man speak with forked tongue?
FARRENGALLI
You been hitting the medicine bag?
RAINTREE
(to Dove)
You’re one of them, too?
DOVE
I’m one of us. Just like you are.
Raintree squares up with Farrengalli, but he’s looking past him, over the gorge. Farrengalli turns and looks, too.
Three goregoyles are flying down the gorge, soaring under the moonlit clouds. Then more emerge, four, then a half-dozen. A flock of monsters. The last one is wearing blue drysuit rags—it’s C.A. McKay, only different, changed. It veers slightly toward them, then away.
FARRENGALLI
(under his breath)
Shit, it’s Bike Boy.
CUT TO:
EXT. ROCKY RIVERBANK. NIGHT.
Ace clambers over huge, rugged boulders. This area looks like it was created by a recent landslide, with fallen trees and debris. Bowie is behind him, carrying the gun.
Ace stops and points ahead to a large cleft about 10 feet above the river—the rocks look like the entrance to a crude, dark temple.
ACE
They took her in there.
BOWIE
How do you know?
FX: AceVision : The interior of the cave pulses with bloody red fire.
ACE
I see things.
An angel soars down from the heavens, gilded, glistening, but its eyes are red like the throat of the cave.
ACE (CONT’D)
(whispers)
They come for the Change.
BOWIE
What, your baby is some kind of Christ?
ACE
Clara wasn’t no virgin.
BOWIE
Either way, she’s dead.
ACE
Being dead don’t mean much anymore.
The angel disappears into the cave and two more appear, following.
CUT TO:
EXT. BABEL TOWER LEDGE. NIGHT.
Dove is by the cave entrance. Raintree is frozen in place, while Farrengalli has shrunk a little away from the edge.
Over the gorge, the last of the flock has faded into the mist.
DOVE
They didn’t sense us.
FARRENGALLI
They did. But they acted like they had bigger fish to fry.
(turning)
What do you think, Chie—
WHOOF —Raintree launches himself into Farrengalli and they go over the ledge, but Raintree’s feet are tangled in the secured belaying ropes.
Raintree free falls 10 feet, Farrengalli clinging to him. The rope tightens, snapping Raintree’s leg as they slam into the cliff face. Raintree screams.
Farrengalli almost loses his grip to fall into the rocky darkness below, but clenches Raintree at the last moment. They dangle upside down below the ledge.
DOVE (O.S.)
(from above)
Robert!
Farrengalli hooks his hands in Raintree’s belt and drags himself up, the weight deepening the leg fracture. Raintree’s face contorts in pain, blood drips from his split scalp.
For a moment, they are face to face.
FARRENGALLI
Happy hunting, Chief.
Farrengalli scrambles up Raintree’s leg, then grabs for the cell phone in Raintree’s belt. Raintree chops Farrengalli’s hand, making them both squeal in pain. Raintree pulls a piton from his belt and jabs it into Farrengalli’s calf. Farrengalli plants his boot on Raintree’s chin and scrambles up the rope.
Raintree stares at the upside-down world and the brown river spinning and churning below. Above him, Dove and Farrengalli argue.
DOVE
Help me pull him up.
FARRENGALLI
Fuck no, he tried to scalp me.
DOVE
Help.
FARRENGALLI
Every man for himself. You’re not a man.
The rope tugs as Dove tries to pull him up—she makes it two feet, then the slack plays out as she loses her grip, Raintree bobs down and screams at the fresh pain.
Suspended once more, he pulls a handful of
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