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19 INT. BURNING BUILDING - ROOM - NEXT 19
And there she is, over by the window, the WOMAN he originally
came to rescue. She's wilting, about to pass out from smoke
inhalation.
Diego VAULTS over the bed and catches her before she hits the
floor, hoisting her up over one shoulder.
20 INT. BURNING BUILDING - FIFTH FLOOR - NEXT 20
He exits the room just as the staircase COLLAPSES, sending
burning fragments into the air as the whole thing falls in on
itself.
Eyes streaming from the heat, Diego looks round and spots a
window leading to a FIRE ESCAPE, hurrying over to it.
He tries to pry the window open, but the frame BURNS his
hands. Muttering a curse in Spanish, he KICKS at the frame to
try and force it open.
21 INT. BURNING BUILDING - WITHIN THE WALLS - NEXT 21
Unknown to Diego, the FLAMES are now all around the GAS PIPES
inside the walls, which looks about ready to pop any second!
22 INT. BURNING BUILDING - FIFTH FLOOR - NEXT 22
The window's still closed, despite Diego's best efforts.
Stepping back, he grits his teeth and gets ready to deliver
another almighty kick.
He raises his foot - and the wall EXPLODES behind him as the
superheated pipes finally go nuclear!
23 EXT. BURNING BUILDING - FIRE ESCAPE - NEXT 23
Diego and the woman are BLASTED out through the window in a
shower of glass, a huge FIREBALL chasing them out!
Diego manages to cover the woman's body with his own, the
fireball sucking itself back inside just in time.
Quickly recovering, Diego hauls the woman back onto his
shoulders and rattles down the fire escape as fast as he can.
24 EXT. BURNING BUILDING - STREET - NEXT 24
SLIDING down the ladder to finally hit the ground, Diego
carefully lays the woman down before SLUMPING to the ground,
his body heaving as he COUGHS violently.
He stays in a huddle, sucking in deep gasps of clean air for
a few moments. And that's when he hears:
SHINK! Somebody is dragging a SWORD along the ground towards
him, metal grinding against tarmac.
Diego's eyes widen as he looks up, following the sword blade
to its malevolently grinning owner - Ciegue.
Diego's jaw hangs - this can't be possible! Ciegue's grin
widens, savouring Diego's shock.
Behind them, slumped across the bonnet of a car, lies Syren,
just starting to come round.
CIEGUE
(mock salute)
Buenos noches.
(beat)
Brother.
Syren frowns - did she just hear that right?
DIEGO
(shakes head)
No... it can't be...
CIEGUE
Come now, mis hermano. You always
knew this day would come.
Ciegue raises his sword at last, levelling the point at
Diego's throat.
CIEGUE (cont'd)
The day I would return from the
grave... to kill you.
Diego's expression hardens, resolve starting to flare behind
his eyes, as we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT ONE
ACT TWO
FADE IN:
25 EXT. GARDEN - DAY 25
CRACK! Two wooden TRAINING SWORDS clash together. PULL BACK
to take in two figures engaged in a mock duel. They're in the
middle of an ornate villa garden in glorious sunshine.
TITLE OVER: VALENCIA, SPAIN
PULL BACK a little more, and the features of our two
combatants are revealed - it's Diego and Ciegue, both in
their late teens.
They're well dressed despite the fact that they're sparring,
and the lush, overflowing plants and flowers draped across
the garden hint at some serious money in this estate.
With sweat dripping from their brows as they dance back and
forth, the two boys are perfectly matched. For every one of
Diego's strikes, Ciegue is ready with a block, and each chop
or slice Ciegue throws is pushed back by Diego.
CIEGUE
(subtitled Spanish)
DIEGO
(subtitled Spanish)
More sparring. Ciegue rushes forward, a series of driving,
sweeping attacks that have Diego hopping back to stay on his
feet.
DIEGO (cont'd)
CIEGUE
A beat - and then Ciegue launches into another flurry of
blows, putting Diego off-balance and stumbling back.
Ciegue goes for a STAB to his brother's chest, but Diego
manages to WEAVE around it, knocking Ciegue's sword up and
out of his hand - and straight into his own!
Diego grins as he circles Ciegue - and then tosses the sword
back to him. Ciegue catches it, rolling his eyes as the two
begin circling once again.
CIEGUE (cont'd)
DIEGO
(beat; smirks)
They start their attacks again, but things have eased off -
they're fighting on auto-pilot now, a lazy sequence of
thrusts and parries that are straight out of a textbook.
DIEGO (cont'd)
CIEGUE
DIEGO
CIEGUE
(beat)
DIEGO
They stop, swords lowered. Diego raises his sword to his
face, and Ciegue does the same. Slowly, reverently, they
lower them until the blades are touching.
DIEGO (cont'd)
CIEGUE
Diego nods. Ciegue pauses, SIGHS, and then nods.
CIEGUE (cont'd)
Diego SMILES, forcing a MATCH CUT TO:
26 EXT. BURNING BUILDING - STREET - NIGHT 26
Diego slowly rises to his feet, staring his brother down
across the smoky alleyway.
CIEGUE
Do you remember the promise we once
made each other?
DIEGO
I remember.
CIEGUE
Then you know I will not let you
fight without your weapon.
Ciegue obligingly steps back, allowing Diego to draw his
sword from the scabbard across his back.
Diego's eyes flick over to Syren, who STIRS. She's still
woozy but she's fully conscious now.
CIEGUE (cont'd)
Your little chica is fine. It's you
I wanted, not her.
Lowering his sword to the floor and starting to circle Diego,
Ciegue lets the blade SCRAPE across the asphalt.
DIEGO
You're dead.
CIEGUE
(shrugs)
An exaggeration. Your amigos did a
good job, however.
Ciegue makes a show of rubbing his neck. There's no scar.
CIEGUE (cont'd)
Your novia Twist started the job,
then left it to that old fool
Sanctus to finish.
(grins)
How is he, by the way?
DIEGO
(shakes head)
Do not even speak his name.
CIEGUE
(teasing)
Sanctus, Sanctus, Sanctus.
Diego fumes, which just makes Ciegue laugh even more.
CIEGUE (cont'd)
I'm almost disappointed at how easy
it was to lure you out.
A simple fire, a few innocent
bystanders in peril, and like the
good little boy scout you are, you
went racing in to save the day.
Just like you always did.
DIEGO
Why here? Now? Who's paying you to
do this?
CIEGUE
What, you don't think I'd want you
dead in my own time?
DIEGO
You don't even wake up unless
there's money involved. Who is it?
(narrows eyes)
The Trinity?
CIEGUE
I'm protecting the legacy you
abandoned.
DIEGO
(scoffs)
The 'legacy'? The same one you
turned your back on in the pursuit
of easy money?
That stops Ciegue in his tracks. All the joking is gone.
CIEGUE
Prepare to die, brother. By my
hand, just as you made me swear all
those years ago.
Diego raises his own sword. Shock has turned into resolve.
DIEGO
I was about to say the same to you.
They hold for a long moment. WIND blows across the scene, but
neither one moves.
And then it's on.
Ciegue is first in, his sword blade lancing left and right,
but Diego is ready for him. Their blades CLASH together and
light up the alley with SPARKS.
Pushing Ciegue back, Diego follows up with some moves of his
own, ducking and weaving under Ciegue's sweeping strikes to
SLICE down, narrowly missing Ciegue's outstretched arm.
Ciegue plants a BOOT into Diego's chest, getting the room to
JUMP UP and CHOP down, forcing Diego to ROLL forward.
Leaping to their feet, the duo don't pause to quip before
they race together again, swords CRASHING together as they
match their strength. They're out for blood.
Teeth gritted, Diego pushes with all his might, but it's a
stalemate - Ciegue is just as strong.
Diego deftly DUCKS to the side, using Ciegue's momentum to
TRIP him, but as Diego leaps into the air and SPEARS his
sword blade down, Ciegue is one move ahead and SLASHES his
blade down Diego's arm.
Diego hits the ground awkwardly and has to scramble to his
feet, giving Ciegue chance to grin.
CIEGUE
You're getting slow. And
predictable.
DIEGO
And you're getting more
melodramatic.
CIEGUE
I'd prefer to call myself
'theatrical.'
He raises his sword again - come and get me. Diego narrows
his eyes and LEAPS forward again.
Ciegue rushes forward, his sword dragging along the ground in
a shower of SPARKS before it flicks up, deflecting Diego's
blade in mid-air.
Diego tries to spin round and catch Ciegue as he races past,
but he SLIPS as he lands.
Ciegue uses the extra second to head for Syren, who is just
groggily getting up off the car bonnet.
DIEGO
(eyes wide)
Syren!
She looks up, hearing Ciegue's footsteps rushing towards her,
but she's got no time to move as he bears down on her...
POW! Diego TACKLES Ciegue out of his run, their swords flying
across the street as they begin to BRAWL.
It's vicious stuff, BLOOD spattering with each punch as they
batter seven shades of heck out of each other.
CIEGUE
You fight hard to protect someone
who you say isn't your lover!
DIEGO
That's because I'm better than you!
CIEGUE
At what? Getting beaten?
SMACK! Ciegue makes his point with a powerful right cross
that knocks stars into Diego's head.
Ciegue SHOVES his stunned brother to the floor and gets back
up, reclaiming his sword as he approaches Syren again.
She backs up, her senses still too fuzzy to let her focus on
the advancing Ciegue.
SYREN
Diego? Where are you?
CIEGUE
He can't hear you now, chica. And
soon...
(raises sword)
... you won't hear anything at all.
DIEGO (O.S.)
No!!
Diego DIVES into frame and pushes Syren out of the way - just
as Ciegue SLICES down towards her!
His sword RAKES across Diego's chest, and he GRUNTS as a
spray of BLOOD bursts across the floor.
Syren feels rather than hears the blow, but she knows it's
Diego who's gone down.
SYREN
(horrified)
Diego!
She rushes to his side, trying to pull him back to safety as
Diego COUGHS weakly, his shirt wet with blood.
Ciegue stands back, calmly sheathing his sword as he looks
down on his stricken brother.
CIEGUE
(subtitled Spanish)
Diego is in too much pain to respond, but it's clear he
doesn't share Ciegue's sentiment.
CIEGUE (cont'd)
And with that, Ciegue turns and strides away, disappearing
into the smoke wafting across from the still-blazing
building.
Diego can't move to stop him, grimacing against the searing
pan in his chest as we CUT TO:
27 INT. DESERTED RAILWAY STATION - NIGHT 27
Back within the waiting area of the train station, as Twist
patches up the pale Diego's wounds, peeling away his blood
soaked shirt.
Syren dozes on a bench in the background, with Danyael gently
stroking her hair. Chris, meanwhile, is busy yelling at
Diego.
CHRIS
What were you thinking?!?
DIEGO
(weakly)
I was... just doing... what we came
here for...
CHRIS
Leading yourself and Syren into an
ambush?
DIEGO
I'm sorry... I didn't protect
her...
TWIST
Ssh. That's not what this is about.
(to Chris; pointed)
Is it?
CHRIS
You could have both been killed!
TWIST
For the love of Britney! Wouldya go
easy on him? He almost got cut in
half saving Syren from that maniac!
Chris looks away. He's clearly pissed at how this turned out,
but knows Twist is right.
DANYAEL
And anyway, it's not like we had
any more luck checking out our
leads, is it?
CHRIS
We can't afford to be reckless with
ourselves. Not now. Not with this
much at stake.
DIEGO
I... know that...
CHRIS
We know what happens if the Trinity
win. All this... all of this, this
city, this world... gone. All gone.
TWIST
Yeah, thanks for the pep talk,
chief. Maybe once Diego here's
finished bleeding to death, we can
try putting all that to music?
Chris rubs his eyes - this isn't going well.
CHRIS
Alright. Tell us more about this...
person who attacked you.
DIEGO
Not much... to tell. One of the
Trinity's warriors. Nobody
important.
DANYAEL
So how come he did such a number on
you?
(off looks)
You know, if you don't mind me
asking.
DIEGO
He caught me... by surprise. Went
for Syren... while I was
distracted.
CHRIS
And she almost paid the price for
it.
TWIST
Hey!
Frustrated, Chris turns and marches outside, needing some
air. Scowling, twist turns her attention back to Diego as she
tenderly pads his heavily-bandaged chest.
DIEGO
Twist...
He reaches up and takes her hand.
DIEGO (cont'd)
Thank you.
TWIST
No problem. You're better with a
little colour in your cheeks.
She smiles, letting Diego close his eyes to rest.
TWIST (cont'd)
You're sure you can't tell us
anything else about they guy who
jumped you? Something to help us
track them down?
She waits - but he's dozed off. Twist looks across to
Danyael, who shrugs - Syren's out cold as well. Twist looks
back down on Diego, and as we PUSH IN on his sleeping face,
we FLASH CUT TO:
28 EXT. VILLA - SPAIN - NIGHT 28
Back at the same mansion where Diego and Ciegue were
battling, focusing on a WINDOW looking in on a lavish dining
room filled with people.
A drainpipe running past the window CREAKS and RATTLES as
somebody climbs into view from below - it's Diego, a little
younger than last time.
He perches himself alongside the window and peers in for a
better look, keeping out of sight.
A tall, dashing man with a hint of family resemblance raises
a glass in a toast that's shared by the rest of the room.
Diego starts as he hears a noise - and the Young Ciegue
clambers up into frame on the other side of the window.
DIEGO
(hisses)
CIEGUE
DIEGO
CIEGUE
DIEGO
(beat)
They both peer back into the room, listening to the tall man
address the room.
CIEGUE
(strains to hear)
Diego shoots him a look, then tries to catch the conversation
through the thick glass.
TALL MAN
(muffled; through glass)
His words are repeated by the other guests as Diego sees
three figures rising from their seats, as though accepting
the toast. Two men and one woman, all dressed in reds and
blacks.
The logo of the TRINITY is worked into their clothes in some
way - a design on a shirt pocket, a pattern on a skirt.
Diego is concentrating as Ciegue struggles to get a better
look - and he SLIPS!
He lets out a YELP as he almost falls, forcing Diego to lunge
forward and GRAB him.
Ciegue's legs kick out into thin air as he boggles down at
the drop to the courtyard below, before Diego manages to HAUL
him back to safety.
The boys pant with exertion at the near miss, but as Ciegue
turns back to the window he GULPS at what he sees. He reaches
across to tap Diego on the shoulder.
The window is filled with people, staring incredulously at
the two boys.
DIEGO
(beat)
The boys make it about two feet back down the pipes until the
window above their heads flies open, and the tall man leans
out to see them.
TALL MAN
They look up, Ciegue almost cowering with fear as the man's
stern gaze sweeps across them. This is FULVIO SICARIO, their
father, and he looks pissed.
Focus on Diego, trying to hold his father's gaze as Ciegue's
trembling form RATTLES the pipe he's holding, and we CUT TO:
29 EXT. DESERTED RAILWAY STATION - NIGHT 29
Chris is out on the platform, pacing, as Twist exits the
waiting room to join him.
TWIST
(off his pacing)
Busy making a groove for yourself?
CHRIS
I'm thinking.
TWIST
You're sulking.
CHRIS
I imagine if I was sulking, I'd be
pouting a lot more.
TWIST
Yeah, well... you're mean.
CHRIS
Diego needs to start giving us some
answers. Whatever he isn't telling
us could hold the key to stopping
all of this.
TWIST
And he's obviously got a good
reason to not tell us.
CHRIS
Stop protecting him.
TWIST
Why would he keep something back if
it could help us? That's not who he
is, and you know that.
CHRIS
We all have things we'd rather
forget, Twist, but there's this
little concept called 'the greater
good' that we have to consider.
TWIST
I get it, alright? You don't want
to lose anyone else. Well,
newsflash, baumgartner - neither do
we!
Chris starts to respond when Danyael leans out of the waiting
room.
DANYAEL
Uh, guys? Where's Diego?
CHRIS
(frowns)
He's in there with you. Isn't he?
DANYAEL
(shakes head)
He said he was stepping out for
some air... he didn't come past
this way?
TWIST
(groans)
Oh, man...
DANYAEL
Maybe Syren saw him.
He ducks back into:
30 INT. DESERTED RAILWAY STATION - NEXT 30
Danyael heads for Syren, but Chris gets there first, a hand
on Danyael's arm to stop him.
Danyael hangs back as Chris sits down beside Syren, carefully
touching her face as he wakes her.
Twist raises an eyebrow at this little moment as Syren comes
round, her hand finding Chris' still against her cheek.
CHRIS
Syren? Diego's gone. We were hoping
you heard something.
SYREN
No... I'm sorry.
Chris pulls a face, but Syren isn't done:
SYREN (cont'd)
But I think I know where he's
going.
The others gather back round.
SYREN (cont'd)
The man he was fighting, I heard
him say something in Spanish. I
only know a little, but I heard the
words for 'miles' and 'south.'
DANYAEL
Setting up a meeting, maybe?
CHRIS
(thoughtful)
Spanish?
TWIST
What is it with these warrior types
and their secret rendezvous?
CHRIS
What else? Did you get a name?
SYREN
He said... Ciegue. It was Ciegue.
Chris looks back round to Twist and Danyael. Uh oh.
SYREN (cont'd)
There's something else. I heard him
call Diego...
(beat)
I heard him call Diego 'brother.'
Twist looks stunned, and off this revelation we:
BLACK OUT:
END OF ACT TWO
ACT THREE
FADE IN:
31 EXT. STREET - NIGHT 31
Diego, still not fully healed and wearing his blood-caked
shirt, walks down a dark street like a man on a mission.
PRE-OVERLAP:
FULVIO (O.S.)
32 INT. SICARIO VILLA - STUDY - NIGHT 32
Diego and Ciegue stand by a roaring fire as Fulvio paces
inside his cosy private study. The boys have their heads
lowered like naughty schoolchildren.
FULVIO
DIEGO
FULVIO
Diego drops his head, scolded. Fulvio glares at them both,
then SIGHS, softening a touch.
FULVIO (cont'd)
The boys exchange a quick, puzzled glance. Fulvio strides
over to his desk, picking out a thick, leather-bound book
from the shelves next to his chair.
FULVIO (cont'd)
He walks back over, leafing through the heavy tome.
CIEGUE
(cautious)
DIEGO
(sharp)
FULVIO
(raises a hand)
(beat)
He turns the book round and shows the boys an illustration -
it's a stylised version of the Trinity's logo.
FULVIO (cont'd)
The boys look a little lost, but their father continues:
FULVIO (cont'd)
(beat)
A beat as the boys swap glances - what to ask first?
CIEGUE
FULVIO
(smiles)
DIEGO
Fulvio nods, flicking through the book again to show the boys
another set of pages.
This time, it shows a monstrous, DEMONIC creature opening the
veins in its arms, and a human alongside it doing the same,
their blood mixing together in a pool below them.
FULVIO
CIEGUE
(eyes wide)
Fulvio lays a hand on his shoulder.
FULVIO
He closes the book, walking back to his desk.
FULVIO (cont'd)
DIEGO
Fulvio's smile fades for just a moment, as the weight of this
truth bears heavy on his shoulders.
When he turns back, the smile has returned as he opens his
arms, inviting his sons forward.
FULVIO
Slowly, the boys walk towards him, letting him embrace them
both warmly.
FULVIO (cont'd)
The boys look suitably overwhelmed as we return to:
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