Morning Star Page #3

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DORNA:

Because it could be the end of the

world.

WEBBER:

Think they’d be used to it by now.

Dorna gives Webber a sardonic smile.

INT. A CAFE -- DAY

A news report on Secretary Voss’ speech plays on the TV overthe bar: the Eiffel Tower rises from what is now an alien

zone; all around it, strange, alien structures sprout from ablasted wasteland patrolled by SPIDER-LEGGED DRONES.

GENERAL SECRETARY VOSS (ON TV, O.S.)

...though a shroud fell over a stretchof our earth from the great city ofParis to the southern tip of what westill know as Germany, the human racestood united and strong...

The OWNER of the cafe makes the universal jack-off gesture atthe TV. He then notices the Fiat carrying Webber and theother men drive past. He gets on his phone...

GENERAL SECRETARY VOSS (CONT’D)

Now we must be strong in order toseek a true and lasting peace...

EXT. PALAZZO -- DAY

Dirty, half-clothed children play soccer. The Fiat parks infront of a flaking Palazzo undergoing restoration.

7.

INT. PALAZZO -- DAY

Stripped to the walls, holes in the roof. Webber walks aroundthe vast room, surveying. Bewley offers a thermos. Webbershakes his head. Bewley pours coffee for himself and Felton.

FELTON:

I didn’t dress for this. Supposedto be the f***ing Mediterranean.

They HEAR a car pull up outside. Dorna drags a chair to themiddle of the floor, then places another opposite.

FOOTSTEPS on the landing, then TWO UNDERCOVER ITALIAN POLICEenter with a third man between them who wears a BLACK HOOD.

They seat the prisoner in the chair, remove his hood,

revealing a young man, sweaty, pasty. Beyond fear,

despairing. Webber looks out the window. Another CAR pulls upoutside. Now they can get started.

WEBBER:

This isn’t about hope orbargaining. We’re past that. Thisis about redemption.

PRISONER:

I’ll let God judge me, not you.

WEBBER:

A Believer?

PRISONER:

It was a figure of speech.

Webber sits in the chair across from the man.

WEBBER:

How many dispatches did you get offbefore we caught you?

(gives prisoner time to

look at his shoes)

Three agents were killed because ofthose dispatches. It doesn’t matterthat you did it for love.

More FOOTSTEPS. A FEMALE ITALIAN AGENT comes in with a PRETTY

YOUNG WOMAN beside her, hands bound. The Prisoner looks at

the handcuffed young woman. Pain and guilt.

WEBBER (CONT’D)

This is who you did it for? This isthe great love of your life? ...

Have you ever seen her naked? Youhaven’t, have you?

8.

Felton produces a KNIFE. Bewley looks away.

PRISONER:

Please...

Webber nods. Felton begins to draw the blade across thegirl’s face. The prisoner shuts his eyes tightly.

WEBBER:

Open your eyes.

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