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TEASER
FADE IN:
1 EXT. OUTSIDE TOWER BLOCK - NIGHT 1
A CRASH of thunder! It lights up our view.
We PAN ACROSS a debris-covered road as a heavy shower of rain
falls from the gloomy, stormy skies above.
TITLE OVER: NEW YORK CITY
Our vision approaches a body lying on the street, face down.
A tall male figure, with SWORD discarded on the ground
nearby.
As we close in, the figure suddenly rolls over onto his back
with a gasp, and we realise who we're looking at:
CIEGUE SICARIO
Two piercing wounds are visible on his throat, and through
the very centre of his chest. Blood covers him - but these
wounds no longer bleed.
Ciegue gasps, through his blindness taking in his
surroundings, sensing those responsible are now long gone.
The rain cascades down upon him, erasing some of the blood.
His hand reaches up, and Ciegue gently touches his throat
wound, as we hear:
MALE VOICE (V.O.)
Ahora es tiempo. Estás listo para
la verdad.
FLASH CUT TO:
2 INT. STUDY - NIGHT 2
Ciegue, barely a teenager of around 13 years old, dressed
smartly but standing quite rigidly - almost afraid.
He can see.
MALE VOICE (O.C.)
Eres y has sido siempre...
diferente.
The voice is deep, but smooth like silk. A man's voice.
It emanates from a Figure we see in oblique fashion, standing
before Ciegue. Addressing him.
MALE VOICE (O.C.) (cont'd)
Eres más que cuáles eres.
FLASH CUT TO:
3 INT. WOODEN SHACK - NIGHT 3
An owl hoots as we PAN ACROSS a barren shack illuminated by a
low lamplight on the table by the window.
We rest on the adult Ciegue, sitting in a chair by a small
fire in the hearth. He's now stripped to the waist, his
gaping chest wound even more evident.
CLOSE ON his face.
He sits silent, eyes closed, meditating. He whispers an
Italian chant, almost too quietly to hear.
PAN DOWN to his throat wound, as we see the congealed blood
beginning to repeal.
And we continue moving past it down to the chest wound. The
blood has already gone, and the wound is miraculously
repairing itself.
MALE VOICE (V.O.)
Perteneces a una gran herencia...
FLASH CUT TO:
4 INT. STUDY - NIGHT 4
The younger Ciegue, staring up at the shadowy Man standing
before him.
Framed behind him is a quite beautiful and grande study, but
we don't see it completely.
MALE VOICE (O.C.)
Una herencia que debes luchar para
proteger.
Ciegue looks almost enraptured by the man's words, more so
than frightened.
MALE VOICE (O.C.) (cont'd)
Y lucharte.
FLASH CUT TO:
5 EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT 5
A fully recovered, adult Ciegue. He stalks through the night
streets, like a graceful predator.
We glimpse his long SWORD edging out from the hilt on his
back as he walks, with purpose.
Ciegue eventually comes to a halt, stopping dead.
He reaches into his right pocket and removes a pair of DARK
GLASSES, which he raises up and places over his blind eyes.
We CLOSE ON Ciegue's face, the reflection of what appears to
be a battle in his glasses, as we start to hear the sound of
fighting in the near distance.
It's almost as if he's tuning into a frequency.
We see what he senses - a construction site, the climactic
events of 'Trinity' - our heroes taking on the ladies of the
Trinity.
Though he can't see, Ciegue continues to watch, a look of
interest on his face.
MALE VOICE (V.O.)
Porque luchar... es vivir.
FLASH CUT TO:
6 INT. STUDY - NIGHT 6
Young Ciegue stares up at the shadowed Figure, still almost
in reverence.
MALE VOICE (O.C.)
Para luchar... está dentro de tu
sangre.
He says it like a statement of fact. Ciegue just remains
rigid.
MALE VOICE (O.C.) (cont'd)
Ahora, preguntarme lo que?
A beat. Ciegue looks to his left, as if to someone next to
him, then back at the Man.
YOUNG CIEGUE
Cuáles son nosotros?
The shadowed Man kneels before Ciegue, pauses for a moment,
then:
MALE VOICE (O.C.)
Eres mis hijos.
FLASH CUT TO:
7 EXT. DISUSED QUARRY - NIGHT 7
Those words echo as the adult Ciegue checks the hilt of his
sword as he stands facing the old quarry in the middle of an
abandoned industrial park.
He fixes his dark glasses, making sure they're on secure. And
then he strides, confidently, right toward the door of the
factory.
CUT TO:
8 INT. TRINITY BASE - NIGHT 8
FLAMES pour from the hands of CHARLOTTE, engulfing the
warriors before her!
They SCREAM as they're consumed by the fires, bodies
stumbling blindly into one another until within moments
there's just a heap of smouldering FLESH where the warriors
once stood.
NAOMI looks out at the survivors.
NAOMI
Now... I hope this leaves you all
in no doubt as to how seriously I
take this crusade.
The warriors BANG their fists against their chests - an
action of respect an honour. They're with her.
NAOMI (cont'd)
So unless there are any final
challenges, we can get on with -
SLAM! The doors at the far end of the base fly open, and
Ciegue strides inside. Long dark hair and long jacket
flowing.
CIEGUE
(Spanish accent)
I have a challenge.
The warriors all spring into action, forming a wall between
their leaders and the new arrival, who strolls casually
forward.
CIEGUE (cont'd)
I challenge the Crown for
leadership of the Trinity. A fight
to the death. Right here, right
now.
NAOMI
And who the hell are you?
A broad grin escapes Ciegue's lips.
CIEGUE
Someone who knows your organisation
very, very well.
Ciegue's grin stays in place as he slowly starts to draw the
sword from his hilt.
Naomi looks startled at the move, not a little afraid.
CIEGUE (cont'd)
Defend yourself.
He draws the rest of the sword from it's hilt and edges
closer toward Naomi.
She backs away, looks to both Charlotte and Isabelle, perched
opposite sides of her.
NAOMI
What is this? Who the hell is this
guy?
ISABELLE
Do as he says, Naomi.
NAOMI
What? I -
ISABELLE
Defend yourself!
And without hesitation, Isabelle grabs the sword of one of
the warriors and throws it over toward Naomi.
It's caught by Naomi just in time for her to defend from a
slice Ciegue launches at her with a trademark grin, sword
clashing upon sword.
A beat. Ciegue chuckles a little as Naomi pushes him away.
She backs away quickly, defending as Ciegue thrusts at her
with SLICES and CHARGES of his sword, unable to mount an
attack of her own.
Naomi almost loses her footing, but ducks under a slice from
Ciegue, moving behind him and getting off her own attack
slice, but he dodges it.
Turning, Ciegue charges at her once again, a flurry of moves
pounding down on Naomi, who - while a decent fighter - is no
match for his ability.
She finally does trip, falling backwards onto the ground,
allowing Ciegue to kick her sword out of her hand, stand over
her and raise his blade.
As he plunges it toward Naomi for the killing blow:
BLACK OUT:
END OF TEASER
ACT ONE
FADE IN:
9 INT. TRINITY BASE - NIGHT 9
CLANG!
ISABELLE (O.S.)
Stop!
The sword is blocked by Isabelle's long personal blade,
inches from cutting into the heavily breathing Naomi beneath
them.
Metal clashes on metal as Ciegue and Isabelle lock eyes in
almost as tense a combination.
CIEGUE
Remove your weapon.
ISABELLE
(firm)
I can't do that.
CIEGUE
Stand aside, girl. You can't
challenge this!
ISABELLE
Actually, that's where you're
wrong.
Ciegue looks sharply at her, a curious frown on his brow.
ISABELLE (cont'd)
I am the Sword, commander of the
Trinity warrior forces. And by that
code, I can face any challenge to
our leader in their place.
It's a loophole Ciegue can't refute, and he glances between
the firm Isabelle and floored Naomi - her breath caught as
she waits for resolution.
A further beat as Ciegue thinks, then:
CIEGUE
Very well.
And in a flash, he flings up his SWORD and repels Isabelle's
in the bargain, both spiralling away.
Naomi quickly, relieved, moves back across the floor and
begins getting to her feet.
NAOMI
Izzy?
Isabelle doesn't take her eyes off Ciegue.
ISABELLE
I've got this.
Ciegue stays upright, sword lowered, looking more like
somebody choosing a sandwich than someone about to fight for
his life.
CIEGUE
I've fought many of your kind,
little girl. And I've slaughtered
them all.
ISABELLE
'Slaughtered' is such an old school
kind of word. See, whenever I've
taken out some cocky wiseass like
yourself, I've used words like
'owned.'
Ciegue grins - and then LAUNCHES forward, sword up high and
SLICING down towards Isabelle in an instant!
She raises her own in time to block his, ducking back and
spiralling round to CHOP at his midriff.
Ciegue LEANS back at an almost-impossible angle to dodge it,
then KICKS her in the chest with his raised foot.
Isabelle stumbles backwards, and Ciegue is on her in a
heartbeat, their blades CLASHING and SPARKING as they dance
around one another.
Naomi watches, not knowing whether she should step in or not,
as the assembled Trinity warriors form a human barrier around
the two combatants.
Ciegue HACKS to the left and then spins on one foot to chop
at Isabelle's side, and she's too slow to avoid taking a CUT
that makes her cry out.
Ciegue grins, stepping back to insolently FLICK her blood
from his blade, but the incensed Isabelle just charges back
at him with a YELL of rage.
Ciegue defends, forced back one step at a time as she rains
down blows on him, seeming to be waiting for his chance to
strike.
He sees an opening and LUNGES forward, but Isabelle is faster
- she HOPS up into the air, avoiding his blade by a fraction.
She touches down on his sword blade and KICKS OFF again,
spiralling backward and planting both feet firmly under
Ciegue's jaw as she spins.
He staggers backwards, and she TACKLES him to the ground, the
two SKIDDING across the dusty floor and scattering several of
the watching warriors.
Abandoning her sword, the furious Isabelle starts PUNCHING
Ciegue, sending spatters of BLOOD left and right with each
heavy blow that connects.
Ciegue gets his knees up to SHOVE her off, but in the few
seconds it takes him to get woozily to his feet, Isabelle's
sword is back in her hand.
She HACKS across his gut, and Ciegue stumbles back, one hand
going to his belly as BLOOD oozes from between his fingers.
Isabelle raises her sword, panting with exertion, waiting to
see if that hit was enough to drop him.
CIEGUE
(smiles)
I see... the Trinity... is in good
hands...
And with that, Ciegue hits the deck. Isabelle raises her
sword, ready to dispatch him, when:
NAOMI
STOP!
It's as if time freezes as Isabelle halts her attack, looking
in surprise at Naomi.
Naomi steps forward, towards where Isabelle stands over
Ciegue with her sword - which Naomi lowers in placing her
hand on Isabelle's.
Isabelle looks at her incredulously, as if she's mad.
NAOMI (cont'd)
(to Ciegue)
What is your name?
CIEGUE
(after a beat)
Ciegue... Ciegue Sicario.
NAOMI
Sicario?
She moves away a little, pondering the name, as Isabelle,
Charlotte and the warriors all wait for her next move.
Ciegue remains floored, but unafraid in the face of potential
death.
NAOMI (cont'd)
I'll have mercy and spare your
life, Ciegue.
(beat)
As long as you do something for me.
Naomi steps close to where Ciegue lies once again, Isabelle
wondering what she's going to say next.
NAOMI (cont'd)
(leans into Ciegue)
I want you to kill your brother.
(beat)
I want you to kill Diego.
As Ciegue looks up at her, surprise disguised by his
sunglasses, we quickly...
FLASH CUT TO:
10 INT. STUDY - NIGHT 10
The moment where little Ciegue stands before the Man, his
father, in the study.
He looks left - and this time our view PANS across, we seeing
who he looks at standing next to him.
It's his brother, unmistakably, a barely teenage DIEGO.
FLASH CUT TO:
11 EXT. DESERTED RAILWAY STATION - DUSK 11
CLOSE on DIEGO, the weariness behind his eyes showing just
how much the man before us has been through compared to the
teenager we just saw.
He's standing on a platform outside a run down and disused
old railway station. It's almost sunset.
PULL BACK to find him watching the rest of the team - CHRIS,
TWIST and, to one side, SYREN - all in the middle of a heated
discussion.
CHRIS
It's out of the question.
TWIST
Why?
CHRIS
Because I said so, that's why.
TWIST
Is this just because it wasn't your
idea?
CHRIS
Of course not!
TWIST
So what's the problem?
SYREN
Guys, maybe we should just -
CHRIS
Be quiet!
TWIST
Be quiet!
Beat. And then Chris and Twist go at it again. Syren almost
has her hands over her ears, the anger on display clearly
upsetting her.
DIEGO
(over Chris and Twist)
Syren is right.
They stop and turn to him.
DIEGO (cont'd)
We are getting nowhere by just
arguing.
That gets Chris' hackles up. He stomps towards Diego.
CHRIS
And what would you have us do
instead? More arguments over our
next move, or perhaps you're
finally going to tell us about your
history with the Trinity?
TWIST
(darkly)
Leave him alone.
CHRIS
Twist, stay out of this.
TWIST
The hell I won't!
DIEGO
(calm)
Do not question my loyalty, Chris.
Chris and Diego lock eyes. Diego is impassive, but he's not
going to back down no matter how angry Chris gets.
DIEGO (cont'd)
I understand your frustration, but
I swore to you that I have told you
all you need to know, and that oath
still stands.
CHRIS
This isn't about what I need to
know. It's about what I want to
know.
Another tense beat, broken by:
DANYAEL (O.S.)
Hey, guys.
They turn as DANYAEL strolls up onto the platform, oblivious
to the frost in the atmosphere - for a moment, anyway.
DANYAEL (cont'd)
(frowns)
Uh... what's going on?
CHRIS
Nothing. What have you got for us?
DANYAEL
(blinks)
Well, my buddy Seth confirms the
sighting that brought us here, so
looks like the trail's still hot. I
think the Trinity have got some
kind of base here, and we're pretty
close to finding it.
DIEGO
Good. Then I will go.
He steps briskly past Chris. Chris starts to call him back,
but a sharp look from Twist silences him.
As Diego passes, Syren follows the sound of his boots, then
with a glance towards Chris turns and follows Diego.
Another beat as Danyael looks from the seething Chris to the
stony-faced Twist and back.
DANYAEL
So... what did I miss?
Twist SIGHS heavily as we CUT TO:
12 EXT. STREETS - NIGHT 12
It's a little later, and Diego paces down the long, quiet
street as Syren stays by his side.
DIEGO
You did not need to come with me.
SYREN
Yes, I did.
He quirks an eyebrow, a gesture she seems to pick up on.
SYREN (cont'd)
I know you could handle this alone,
I just needed to clear my head.
Chris is... he's just surrounded by
sadness right now. It's too thick
to even get close to him.
DIEGO
He is like most leaders of men.
Troubled. We have all suffered a
terrible loss, and I think Chris is
concealing just how much he is in
pain.
SYREN
Not to me.
Diego looks across, waiting for her to continue.
SYREN (cont'd)
When Chris gets like this, he...
She SHIVERS, rubbing her arms.
SYREN (cont'd)
He loses control. Like when he was
fighting Manon, thinking that we
were all dead. He doesn't care what
happens to him when his mind gets
into that state, and...
DIEGO
You fear for his safety.
She nods, looking away.
SYREN
I can't lose him. Not again. I
couldn't live without him.
DIEGO
It often feels that way when a
loved one dies.
Syren blushes at the 'l' word, but luckily for her Diego
doesn't notice.
DIEGO (cont'd)
However, I find that the pain,
however great, can always be
overcome.
SYREN
Would you feel that way if anything
happened to Twist?
Diego is silent. Syren offers a smile.
SYREN (cont'd)
Why don't you ever talk about her?
How you feel about her? Or... or
just anything about yourself?
(no response)
I mean, the others have plenty of
questions about both of our pasts,
but the difference is that you know
the answers to yours.
DIEGO
They wouldn't understand.
SYREN
(rolls eyes)
That's a very male excuse.
DIEGO
They wouldn't be able to understand
who I was... and who I am now. They
would hurt... and they would hate.
It is better that they do not know.
Syren bites her lip, unsure how far to push this.
SYREN
This is about the Trinity, isn't
it? Your involvement with them?
She lays a tender hand on his arm.
SYREN (cont'd)
Diego, you know you can tell me
anything. In confidence.
He lowers his head, then looks across at her. There's such
trust in her features that he looks like he's about to spill,
when:
A SCREAM rings out up ahead. Diego and Syren freeze - and
then they're off, racing round a corner into:
13 EXT. ANOTHER STREET - NEXT 13
Diego skids to a halt - a BURNING BUILDING lies up ahead,
some rickety old apartment block, several sooty residents
clustered outside.
The SCREAMS are coming from a woman up at a fifth-storey
window, waving frantically for help.
SYREN
What is it? What's happening?
DIEGO
Trouble.
They head towards the growing crowd, BURNING TIMBERS falling
from the building as they approach.
DIEGO (cont'd)
This could be the Trinity's work.
They may be trying to lure us into
an ambush.
SYREN
We have to help that woman!
DIEGO
And we will. Syren, call the
others. I'll do what I can.
He starts to rush off, ignoring:
SYREN
Diego, wait! Diego!
But he's gone, shoving through the crowd and racing up the
front steps, into the building.
GASPS and shouts from the amazed crowd follow him inside, and
Syren looks suitably distressed as she fumbles for her cell
phone.
VOICE (O.S.)
Need a hand with that?
Syren turns - and WHACK! She's PUNCHED right in the kisser,
falling back as Isabelle scoops her up in her arms.
She glances around, but nobody's paying them any attention as
she starts to drag the unconscious Syren away, and we CUT TO:
14 INT. BURNING BUILDING - STAIRWELL - NEXT 14
One hand over his mouth, Diego BARGES his way into a hallway
filled with SMOKE and FLAMES.
The staircase up ahead is littered with burning rubble, and
Diego has to HOP from stair to stair to make his way safely
to the top:
15 INT. BURNING BUILDING - THIRD FLOOR - NEXT 15
Already streaked with soot and COUGHING against the thick
black smoke, Diego looks around for the next staircase,
before he hears another CRY for help.
He looks round, trying to pinpoint the source, KICKING open
the nearest doors as he searches.
16 INT. BURNING BUILDING - ROOM - NEXT 16
Diego bursts into another room, this time hearing a CRY from
much closer. He looks across and sees a YOUNG MOTHER cradling
her TODDLER, both huddled in the far corner.
DIEGO
Hold on! I'm coming to help you!
He starts forward but has to duck back sharply as there's a
CRASH, and a large chunk of the floor FALLS AWAY!
The woman SCREAMS in fear, but Diego takes a step back and
JUMPS across the gap, quickly scooping up both civilians on
the other side.
DIEGO (cont'd)
Hang on tight!
YOUNG MOTHER
(disbelief)
What? You're not going to -
And he JUMPS right back across the gap! The mother WAILS, but
quickly realises they're safe again.
DIEGO
Head back downstairs as fast as you
can!
The mother nods, dragging her child away as Diego exits:
17 INT. BURNING BUILDING - STAIRWELL - NEXT 17
Struggling past the wreckage strewn across the next
staircase, Diego has to jump up and grab the handrail,
pulling himself up and over into:
18 INT. BURNING BUILDING - FIFTH FLOOR - NEXT 18
Finally on the fifth storey, he sees an open doorway and
hears the CRIES of the woman inside.
He rushes forward, the decaying floor beneath him CREAKING as
he puts his weight on it and dives into:
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