EXT. CHURCHYARD - NIGHT
a word carved in stone: 'DREAMS'.
inscription is a name: THIBAULT, and dates: 1861-1917.
CAMERA taking off with it --
a bump it's on a dirt road, then over a bridge. It's dragged
Two men stand nearby.
charisma both disturbing and mesmerizing. He is in his early
twenties, but his soul is much older -- and darker.
the garage furtively. He's worried, preoccupied. A white
The rain will wash out the tracks ...
couldn't. Only I could.
I didn't see anybody on the
marker. He examines it gleefully, reverently.
Thibault had it stolen from the Vatican
Library -- that's common knowledge. But
then it disappeared. He told Yeats he'd
destroyed it. But he didn't. He couldn't.
And now -- I've found it.
Don't worry, Vicar. No one saw you. No
and me. And God.
(looks at Burgess)
What they say is true. You are the most
wicked man alive.
The Magdalene Grimoire. Finally.
writing, arcane diagrams, drawings.
That's it then? You can do it now? You
Death isn't an angel. She's one of the
Endless ... who existed long before
final cherubim has sung its last hosanna.
For your sake, hope it's not. The
Ancient Mysteries needed. With it, we
who shall die.
Then ... you'll keep our bargain?
Please -- you'll keep your promise?
Of course, Vicar. You have my word. You
won't die. And you will never have to
stand in the judgment of your God.
(clasps him on the shoulder; cheery)
Thank God --
eyes fill with tears; he slumps.
What have I done?
It is midnight, Lord Magus.
It is time. Elspeth, love..?
fours at Burgess' feet.
items as he names them:
I give you coin I made from a stone. I
give you a song I stole from the dirt. I
eye. I give you a claw I ripped from a
rat. I give you a name, and the name is
I give you blood from out of my vein, and
pain. I open the way and open the gates.
The acolytes echo the word 'Come.'
lords. Namtar. Allatu. Morax. Naberius.
Klesh. Vepar. Maymon. We summon.
From the dark they call you ... into the
dark they call you. Coin and song, knife
and stick ...
in the darkness ...
The acolytes echo 'Here in the darkness.'
Here in the darkness, we summon you
There is FLASH --
skull of some dead ancient god (which it is).
floor, in the center of the circle.
The acolytes are hushed, amazed.
We did it. I don't believe it. We did it --
No. We failed. This isn't Death. Damn it
Even so ... strip him.
Fool! If you'd broken the circle, he
could have escaped!
My god --
up like a surgeon. They are stained with Elspeth's blood.
He takes the ruby.
He takes the pouch.
And then he removes the helm --
aquiline nose and high cheekbones, a face carved from finest
marble -- save the eyes. These are obsidian, deep as the
He is the personification of dream.
He is SANDMAN.
Burgess draws back, unsettled.
... I think, at day's end, this will have
been a very profitable evening's work.
Sandman lies on the floor, unmoving. And then --
pipe, courses down the wall to the floor.
and out. We see images, drifting, dreamlike, drawn from news
reels, photographs, drawings: A bread line. Gandhi. Astaire
Hitler at a rally ...
knees to his chest. But still unmoving.
him, studying him.
I know you can grant me boons. Power.
Immortality. A promise you won't seek
Well? I know you can understand me. Say
Sandman does not respond. Does not move. Just stares.
Sir! I found it!
See? Here. In the Paginarum Fulvarum.
You said he had to be one of the Endless.
But it wasn't Death. And it's not Desire,
or Despair -- or Destiny. That'd been
brilliant if you'd caught him -- um ...
Uh, anyway ... Here.
thee Kinge of Dremes.'
See? He's Dream.
Morpheus, Lord Shaper. the Prince of
Stories ... the Sandman.
Yes. I was hoping you'd work it out on
your own one day. And you have. Well
Thank you, father --
Thank you, Lord Magus.
(gathers his courage)
Sir ... Since you know his true name,
can't you make him do what you want?
Cretin. That kind of magick is too
trifling for him and his ilk. The Endless
are not mortal
But if they're gods --
They are not gods. Gods come and go. Gods
But ... are we safe? What if his brothers
Protection can be had. Deals can be
You've never seen a summoning, have you,
son? Tonight, you will. We'll conjure a
demon of hell. And trade this --
(lifts the helm)
-- for our safety.
(turns to leave)
Inform the acolytes.
Yes, Lord Magus. But what about ... what
broken. And the circle will not be broken
unless I order it.
More time goes by, more images, dreamlike: McCarthy in the
Disneyland. Hula hoops, 3-D movies, Elvis. The KKK marching
version of 'All I Ever Do is Dream.'
My God ... it's true.
Alex, now in his twenties, has followed them into the room;
He's magnificent. And you caught him,
Actually, it was a mistake. He was trying
Shut up, Alex.
Is he a demon?
(shakes his head)
Here. This is what I told you about.
(opens the pouch)
'Made on.' Quote it right, you old idiot
his own hand. It sparkles. He holds it out to Rachel.
No matter how much you take out, there's
always some left ... Try it.
How do I ..? Sniff it?
Sniff it, swallow it, rub it on your skin
... pour it in your eyes ... it doesn't
Rachel considers. Puts one finger in her mouth, moistening
Oh, Rachel ... You are a wild one ...
Oh ... oh, my ...
discreetly out of the room.
I don't know ... Stupid old Roddy
should've died by now and left me in
charge ... he really can work some sort
of magic ...
That sand ... that was magic ...
Please ... just a little.
her. Alex grabs her hand.
Come on ...
it. She clutches it. One last look at Sandman; then she
allows herself to be led from the room.
More time goes by. Nixon, victorious over McGovern. An EST
meeting, slam dancing punks, a 'Star Wars' line. The
Ayatollah exhorting a mob. The song is 'Dreamweaver.' It
INT. APARTMENT - NIGHT
postal uniform; the rest is scattered on the floor.
David's eyes flutter open.
Hello. How did you get in here?
I wanted to talk to you, David. To tell
you that you are not fulfilling your
I'm not? Who are you?
I'm your friend. You can call me the
Corinthian. I want to show you something.
figures inside, one blond, one brunette -- both women. Their
clench. The Corinthian smiles.
David. All through history. But none as
special as you.
and FIRES. The windshield shatters, and the brunette's head
The gun FIRES again.
You see, David? If you can dream it --
you can be it.
That's all this is? This isn't really
happening? This is a dream?
Sadly, yes. That's the only way I've
Something has happened, David. And now
you can help me. You can free me. As I
can free you.
Wake up, David. Just wake up.
SOUND has returned.
Just a dream ...
A hand drops on his shoulder. The Corinthian's hand.
Not any more.
Good-bye, David. Thank you.
He rises, heads for the door.
Wait! Will I ever see you again? Will you
... talk with me some more?
The Corinthian pauses.
I'll always be here, David. I'll always
talk to you. Just listen.
the CAMERA --
It's your fault! Damn you!
You aren't Death, but you live forever.
You haven't aged a day since I caught
my wildest dreams.
(chokes back tears)
I ... I didn't have to get so old. I
shouldn't have had to get old.
That's it, let it out.
genuinely concerned for Burgess.
death on the grave marker.
Who are you?
She gestures. He looks down. Sees --
Are you ... you aren't Death ... are you?
DEATH smiles, half-shrugs. She knows she's not what he
bound for hell?
I'm just here to take you from this world
to the next ... Destinations are up to
Oh ... I am. I'm going to hell. I'm
Roderick Burgess. I'm the most wicked man
(a bright smile)
nothing I can do. I ... I miss you.
She and Burgess fade into the shadows. We hear a SOFT
FLUTTERING SOUND, like WINGS.
She's gone. Just Burgess' body on the floor ... And Sandman,
the room is quite deep now.
the stone, into the pool --
wipes the line of chalk away --
The circle is broken.
At ... last.
He gathers himself, rises. Stands, a bit unsteady.
Someone slams it shut: the CORINTHIAN. He has seemingly
appeared from nowhere. He smiles at her.
Beautiful night to be alive, don't you
Stay away from me.
fingernails glint. She knows self-defense. The Corinthian
at her hands, which drip with blood.
What did you do?
clutches at the pavement, grabs for the tire, as she is
Don't worry. I won't kill you. That would
attention. I just want to look into your
out from under the car --
He's back. He's BACK. No! It's not fair!
I won't allow it. I won't go back!
He looks down at the woman.
Don't worry. I can stop him. I'm not
teeth. She starts to cry.
-- and he is gone.
ahead. In front of him is:
The Gates of Horn and Ivory. Once
through, I will see my castle ... I will
-- my home.
columns have fallen into RUBBLE.
Breaks your heart, my Lord, doesn't it?
he's weeping at Sandman's return.
One and the same, my Lord.
At your service, as always.
(his voice cracks)
What happened here?
What happened? You are the incarnation of
this dreamtime, Lord. With you gone, the
I was aware of it in my Library. Slowly,
blank paper. The next day the whole
library was gone.
(puts on his glasses)
I'm sorry, Lucien.
I ... I tried, sir. I did my best. We all
Let's see how it is, then.
columns and past broken statues.
(a sad fact)
He's back? He's really back?
Where have you BEEN? Are you all right?
I was detained.
Ha. Detained. You haven't changed, that's
Nor have you, Matthew.
Sandman surveys the devastation.
It's a pisser, ain't it?
It hurts me, too, lord.
much of myself in my tools. And they are
Hell, I wonder if he can.
Many of the nightkind are missing. Lesser
dreams. And ...
One of the major nightmares.
The Corinthian. Escaped into the waking
world, I'm afraid.
eyes a moment, then away -- and in the mirror, we get a
glimpse of a fat, gray face -- DESPAIR.
There is no telling the harm he may have
caused in that time.
I blame myself. Had I been here,
fulfilling my function ...
Aww ... it wasn't your fault, boss.
No? Then whose?
And, in my absence, how much further
havoc has been visited upon the waking
FACES of SLEEPING PEOPLE, as seen on a row of black-and-white
tape is hand-labeled 'PLMS/nocturnal myoclonus.' NEXT SCREEN:
out electrodes. His eyes are open but he sees nothing.
(checks his watch)
length of an EKG read-out, engrossed.
Did you get that?
It's gotta be some kind of record. Three
day observation program, and she's never
Even then just for a few minutes.
No sign of hallucinations.
She's part of the benzodiazepine study
What's her name?
is a WOMAN, lovely, her face relaxed in the
envelope in his hands.
We do appreciate your participation, Miss
we'd like to have you back for an
(cuts him off)
Yeah, yeah, I know. Lemme guess. I'm
night-time polysomnogram. Maybe you'll
You'll find that my condition is non-
respiratory, and not stress induced.
You'll find my eye muscles lack tone
won't know why.
Is that the check?
over her shoulder.
Look, no offense, but ... I've been
a good night's sleep, I'd take you up on
it. But --
She shrugs. A wave of the envelope, and she's gone.
How'd you do?
Same. Walk you home?
Listen, Rose ... I'm sorry I ... Sorry
playing across her lips.
That I couldn't talk to you ... after the
Commuters exit the BART station. Rose and Paul pause, pull
winding in and out of the pedestrians.
know. I was just ... I've been blocked
for so long, and you listen so easy.
I was afraid that I'd, I don't know,
seduced you --
Rose laughs. Paul looks hurt.
I'm a grown woman, Paul ... and the whole
(trying to ease his conscience)
Look, this was just one of those things.
They reach the top of the hill.
A trip to the moon on gossamer wings?
Just one of those things.
Brownstones converted into low-cost apartments. The tenants
are young, struggling: students, artists, coffee-house
uncomfortable. Rose packs her skateboard.
Hey ... let's go have lunch.
I'm sorry -- I've got too much to deal
with in my life right now. Okay?
Paul looks even more uncomfortable.
talk some more?
Rose shoots him a look -- she's had enough. Paul sees it.
(can't help smiling)
building is up with your roommate putting
you, and it's up to me to keep you away
from there for the next two hours.
Uh-huh. Act surprised, okay?
(back at Paul)
So, um ... pals, then?
Pals. For now.
(off her look)
And probably forever. But I just don't
like saying 'never.'
own destiny, right?
illuminated script it reads:
book and went to his gallery.
cassock. We are --
EXT. DESTINY'S GARDEN - TWILIGHT
is blind, as we do not see his eyes, hidden in shadow.
speaks, his voice dry as dust:
Sister. I stand in my Gallery, and I
summon the family to me. It is I, Destiny
of the Endless, who calls you.
Death EMERGES from out of her portrait, into the hallway. She
Hiya, big brother. What's up?
Sister. Do you not feel you should be
more appropriately attired?
gloves. The effect is at once wild and elegant.
Destiny moves to the next portrait. He does not look at her.
Yes. I am satisfied.
(to the portrait)
Sibling, I stand in my Gallery, and I
call you ...
perfectly androgynous features. Her (or his) skin is pale as
I see he hasn't redecorated in the last
three hundred years. So what's the
Destiny will tell us that in his own
time, Desire. He won't be rushed ...
I see you dressed for the occasion,
family was together.
Sister Delirium. Youngest of the Endless.
I stand in my Gallery, and I call you --
Hi, sis. How are you doing?
stuff. I meaN REal bad. YOU know.
Sandman, dressed as he was painted, sits at a seven-sided
You know why I have called this family
Brother Dream is back.
(glances at the empty chair)
I thought you had gone for good.
Abandoned his realm, abandoned his
I had no choice in the matter.
ComINg. BUT he wouLdn't 'cAUse he's meAN.
time for the turning. But I can tell you
what has occurred in your absence.
Oh, do. This could be fun.
Dreams of freedom, of subjugation, dreams
of equality, dreams of death. Dark or
light made no matter, if the dreamer
i juST made butter-flies. LOOK,
everyBody! LOOk at whaT I just DiD ...
Brother Dream. You must decide. Will you
repair your kingdom, and return to your
I am not sure that I am needed. Or that I
wish to resume my mantle.
Desire leans forward.
I could make you wish to.
I am Desire, am I not? Where I touch,
things want and need and love, drawn like
butterflies to a candle-flame.
You mean moths.
Desire's smile widens.
image is at once repellent and beautiful.
thoSe Were MINE. you didn't HaVe to do
You have been quiet, sister. What say
What say I? Well, I'll tell you. And I'm
only going to say it once, so you'd
better pay attention.
You are utterly the stupidest, most self-
anthropomorphic personification on this
or any other plane.
What we do aren't just responsibilities.
These aren't just jobs. We didn't answer
this is what we are. And you -- are
I'm glad you're back. I was worried about
Sandman rubs his forehead ... decides.
I will repair my kingdom. To do so I must
recover my tools of power: Pouch, Helm,
The path is chosen, then.
But I don't know where they are. Brother,
could you ..?
Destiny does not respond, but pulls his book closer.
No. Of course not. Sisters, can you be of
Do any of you have knowledge of it?
i kNow! I KNoW! TheRe's a WOman namED
Rachel -- she haS IT! BuT I don'T KNoW
where SHe is. NeiTHeR doeS ShE.
she opens her eyes again, they are both BLUE.
Rachel remembers another: Rose Walker.
Perhaps she can lead you to your pouch.
(rubs her temples)
It hurts me to be this way.
Delirium's eyes shift back to one green, one blue.
DesTINy? I'm SORry. I didn't MEaN to calL
you meAn. I mean, i meant to, bUt I
My Dreamstone, my Ruby Moonstone, which
king by a mage, stolen from a mage by a
thief. And that's the last I know of it.
(a knife's-edge smile)
Sandman scowls. Then turns to Despair.
abides in Hell. I am too familiar with
Sandman does not like this news.
He rises, leaves the table.
EXT. DESTINY'S CITADEL - TWILIGHT
My ruby is missing. And I am not strong
enough to face a single demon, let alone
the hordes of hell.
So ... the pouch?
Yes. My sister, I pray you tell our
siblings that I was needed elsewhere, and
I could not stay.
EXT. ALEXANDER'S YACHT - EVENING
Anchored far away from shore. Silent and dark, save for
Plush and elegant. Long center table, huge refrigerator.
in his fifties, now -- and looks older. Silk robe pajamas,
the opulence of his ship.
Trump might have owned.
Carlos ... ?
Alexander Burgess, I presume.
holster at his side --
Oh my, such decadence.
time here, didn't you? It stinks of worry
You've worn a path. And stood here for
long periods of time ...
Get up! You've been awake for the past
weep -- not in terror, but in resignation. He wipes his eyes
with both hands.
I knew ... it had to happen.
Yes, well ... you shouldn't have written
the book. Led me right to you.
Stupid. But I had to ... to ...
Pay penance? Set the record straight?
Alexander laughs mirthlessly.
Hardly. You're probably the only one
whose ever read the damn thing.
Want me to sign it?
Alexander stands, moves to the safe.
Is Carlos dead?
Yes. Your lover?
Alexander works the dial.
(shakes his head)
Pilot and body guard. I haven't had much
in a long time. Although I had my share
of both, once ...
He pulls the safe open. It is empty, save for SANDMAN'S RUBY,
This gave them to me. It gave me
everything I ever desired ...
Except the one thing you ever really
wanted. Your father's love.
You're going to kill me now?
I believe so.
With a knife. How prosaic.
(a bitter laugh)
Your father was right, Alexander. You are
You had the Ruby Moonstone of the King of
all you could do was feed your callow
remove his sunglasses --
Not that I take issue with indulging
the Stone. You had the power to change
floor. And then we see what he has seen:
But that's pretty much true of all you
mortals, isn't it?
Who are you?
I'm your worst nightmare. I'm --
That's it. Your worst nightmare.
He LAUGHS --
EXT. OCEAN - EVENING
across the bay.
through it at the city.
distort reality ...
Were you surprised?
(a la Roz Russell)
(a mercurial change)
Oh -- oh, look at it! Is it mine?
Happy birthday, Rose.
Rose takes the Kitten, pets it, coos to it.
life cute and warm and fuzzy and
demanding, and I didn't know any men, so
I wasn't sure you'd like it --
No, no ... it's perfect. Purr-fect. I
She needs a name.
It's a she? That's easy. Her name's
Oh -- like in Alice in Wonderland. You
know Rose ...
Paul. Rose takes it from him. Smiles.
you and you were able to get back to
I wish. No, still blocked. I haven't
painted in ... months, is it months?
Shit. And you know about the sleep
trouble. I've been having this weird
she's a nut for this stuff. Sam, come
(Sam joins them)
He's going to tell us a dream.
Ragin'. So tell.
now he's on the spot.
sheer, like, spire --and I hate to climb.
I hate high places in general. I'm an
artist, and I don't even open my windows
to look at the view --
The dream ..?
Right. So I'm climbing, and I've reached
pale blue sky. At the pinnacle, Paul maintains a perilous
hold, his face white with terror.
PAUL (CONT'D) (V.O.)
I can't go higher. I can't climb all the
way back down. And I can't let go. I
I just can't. Because if you fall in a
dream, and you hit the ground -- you die.
I think that's just an old wives' tale.
I tend to trust old wives.
you. Unless it's a sex dream.
Is that what you dream about?
Rose is suddenly uncomfortable.
I don't dream. Never have.
You mean you don't remember.
unaware of his presence.
phallic? And you're clinging to it, huh?
Whoa, wait a second --
then realizes it must be him.
You noticed me?
Yeah ... it wasn't hard. I looked behind
the philodendron, and there you were.
Ah ... okay, Ninja-boy. Well, have fun
Sandman catches her arm.
Wait. I require your assistance.
My assistance ..?
A leather pouch, full of sand.
wishes she didn't.
A pouch ..?
Then go get it. And leave me the hell
out, onto the fire escape.
beside her -- although he did not seem to come out the
My sister did not know the woman's
location, nor am I able to sense the
pouch. Do you know where she is?
Rachel ... is my mother. My mother the
She was stoned when I was conceived, she
was stoned when I was born, she was
stoned ... she is always stoned. The
state finally took me away.
I hear from her once in a while --
(a bitter laugh)
Then you do know where she is.
I know where she was a year ago.
Take me to her. I will grant you a boon.
Rose stares at him -- this is absurd.
Like a gift? Like in a fairy tale? That
kind of boon?
Yes. I am Dream, of the Endless. I am the
Master of Dreams. If it is within my
power, you shall have it.
And ... I need your help.
(a single, desperate syllable)
This is too weird. My mother ...
Sandman, into his eyes. They gaze at each other a moment, and
(reading the fortune)
'Be open to new experiences.'
All right. We really don't get to choose
these things, do we? I'll take you there.
Sandman nods gratefully.
But that doesn't mean I believe you. What
a line. The Master of Dreams. Yeah,
EXT. RACHEL'S HOUSE - NIGHT
A very bad neighborhood. A taxi screeches away from the curb.
The pouch is here.
How do you know?
or something --
No. We go in by the front door.
Sandman gestures. A CLICK is heard, and the door opens
Don't tell me you did that. That was
chance, right? Because if you did that
before it -- magazines, letters, bills. Rose enters, frowns.
Ohmigod. Rachel? MOTHER?
Rose. This place is not safe for you.
Things are free in this house that should
not be loose on earth.
Don't give me any more of that crap. She
might be in trouble.
-- and is off, up the stairs.
EXT. SKY - NIGHT
toward earth. Arms and legs spread, she watches, wide-eyed as
EXT. DELIRIUM'S REALM - INDETERMINATE
whirl around her violently.
HavE yOu COme to viSIT my ReaLM?
GoodGooDGooDie. I Like comPAnY ...
i LikE to be ALoNE, too. but NOt bY MYseLf.
Sister ... she is not yours.
No, little one. Not now.
Rose. You're here.
Uh. ... so real. I thought I saw ... You
were there. A dream -- like Paul's. It
was only a dream.
It is never 'only a dream,' Rose. Here
less than some other places.
Follow, if you must.
Be careful. Stay away from the mouths.
What do you mean stay away from the -- ?
flame aloft, gasps --
several speaking at once:
Do not disturb.
She is ours.
We from hungry.
Do not disturb us.
Where is she? Mother!
Hear it posture?
Hear it threaten?
Foolish meat things.
Let us through.
All gone long gone.
This has gone far enough. You have
exceeded your bounds.
lowered, contrite. A few are even scared.
Do not chastise.
We thought you long gone.
Yes yes Master.
Dreams, right? Those were dreams. And you
really are their Master.
Did you send them? Are you responsible
Sandman pushes open the door at the end of the hall.
beyond death. Her eyes are open, unseeing.
drops to one knee, sobbing at the foot of the bed.
Rachel, as her eyes flutter.
Rose's eyes widen.
Oh no she's alive.
Who's there? Oh!
(a ghastly smile)
I dreamt I had a daughter, once. Such a
wonderful dream ...
wish it hadn't.
to ... all I have to do is dreeeeeam ...
No that's mine. Mine. Gimme ...
back. She collapses face-first on the bed.
I have the pouch. We can go now.
Rose stares at him in disbelief.
No. You can't just take what you wanted
and go. You can't leave her like this.
dry, croaking sound.
Why not? The sand was the only thing
keeping her alive. She will die soon.
Painfully, I would imagine.
I request my boon.
For helping you. The boon you promised.
this. Please. You can do that, can't you?
Sandman is surprised. His look softens. He reassesses her.
And you choose to help her. Her, of all
I am ... impressed, Rose.
I will grant your desire, Rose. You must
leave the room.
fingers. It falls --
The sun is shining. A young girl -- it must be Rose, as a
over her eyes. Pauses.
whispers into Sandman's ear:
her, little brother.
Then silence. Sandman is alone.
She died peacefully. She died happy.
Yeah. Great. Thanks.
EXT. RACHEL'S HOUSE - NIGHT
Rachel's house. The ambulance (presumably with Rachel's body)
a taxi. She gazes up at the house, lost in thought.
make him the cutest ... that I've ever
the doorway. Extends his hand.
Funland, isn't it? Hi. The Corinthian. We
(shakes his hand)
Right ... wow, I can't believe it's
actually you ... wow. I thought you'd be
My compliments to you on your BBS. Well
(looks beyond him)
So we're all set, then? The tools?
Yeah. I, uh, got your e-mail --
light, measuring the stone.
(a little proud)
You know, I've got my own little thing
wandering off, getting lost. Always
pleased to see somebody friendly.
the middle of the crowds. And what's
great is, the people who run the place
always hush it up. They don't want anyone
to know that I'm there either. They want
everybody to be happy. Just like me.
It's a wonderful place, my secret,
love, if you can't find any beautiful
children to play with, you can always go
on one of the rides.
(without looking up)
How very pleasant.
is, because, y'know, they'd all want to
I'd like to make use of your mailing
list, Funland. There's going to be a
gathering of collectors.
-- really? Uh, sure.
hunches in front of it.
Nimrod is organizing it. Send him the
addresses you have. And I have some names
Family Man. Carrion. Moon River.
Dog Soup. Candy Man.
Dog Soup and Candy Man? Oh, man. Oh, wow
... this'll be great ...
flies out from the Ruby, hits Funland on the cheek. He
touches it. Looks at his finger.
Hey, that's ... that's ...
silently assists him.
So, the library's open again.
with his tasks.
So he's gone to hell, huh? To get his
Matthew shudders. He glances around.
Oh, but it's a very unusual library,
ever been dreamed.
Yeah? Say, watch this.
(sticks his beak into Lucien's face)
NEVERMORE! Good, huh?
Hmn. The complete Poe is in the southern
(he cocks his head)
Hey, Lucien. Is that big black thing
supposed to be there?
Even as they watch, the hole enlarges, shelves and books
hole, saving them from obliteration.
Does this mean ... the boss isn't doing
so well in Hell?
No -- it's a Dream Vortex.
Uh, oh. That's bad. That's very bad.
What's a Dream Vortex?
others fall, backing away from the hole.
Something that can destroy the entire
Lord Dream himself.
Sheesh ... when it rains, it pours.
A SLAM! as the door shuts. Lucien's books fall to the floor
If he returns.
Matthew ... sometimes you can be very
If he returns ...
pylons, floating in a sea of stars.
steps off the edge, drops--
Before him is Hell.
to the sky. Dead bodies, we presume, until here an eye opens,
The Gates of Hell are wrought-iron-style ornate, intricate,
HEAD ON SPIKE:
Ah! There is one at the door!
There's one at the door, at the gates of
Damnation. Is it thief, thug or whore?
Greetings. I wish to talk to your master.
HEAD ON SPIKE:
There's one at the door, and there's room
for one more, 'till the end of creation!
I am the King of Dreams, of the Nightmare
Realms. I seek Lord Lucifer, the Lord of
HEAD ON SPIKE:
Oh, yes, my clown. So where's your crown?
Where's you're ruby?
I will take no insults from you, little
HEAD ON SPIKE:
HEAD ON SPIKE:
Take the Dreamclown. Guard him and guide
him, he's new in town.
last visit. I remember it as a tiny
grove. Now it is a forest.
bars into one of the caves --
I put my curse on a man and he was dead.
I captured Dream! Oh, I was the most
wicked man to ever live --
what that means. You dream you are the
is my judgment on you.
away your dream.
Special? Of course! I'm Roderick Burgess!
I'm the ...
That is, I'm the ... uh ... I'm ... just
His eyes widen. He takes in his surroundings, as if noting
Oh God no. Help, somebody help me --
At the summit, the steps end at a high parapet, at Lucifer's
Greetings to you, Lucifer Morningstar.
mortals, like a newly-fledged demon. We
expected better of you.
Sandman does not comment. Lucifer hops up on the balcony,
leans forward expectantly, chin on the back of his hand.
Have you come to ally your realm to ours?
You know my views on that, Lightbringer.
What do you want?
Which demon? There are more than a
million demons, after all.
I do not know the demon's name.
Lucifer, as his eyes narrow. His tone changes --
this is serious business.
Then let us summon all of them to tell,
from Lucifer's eyes. He and Sandman have not
each other, biting, fighting --
All of the demons of Hell.
There. Now, Dream King. Tell us ... which
demon has your helm?
Finally the sand SWIRLS, settles on: CHORONZON, a blood-red
Choronzon, a Duke of Hell.
(to the demon)
indeed have his mask of office?
one speaks, the other smirks.
Return it to me. Now.
Ssss. I traded for it from a mortal. A
I broke none of the laws of Hell.
If you want your precious back then you
must fight me for it. Ssss.
Very well. I challenge you, Choronzon. We
shall play the most ancient game.
Sss. Sso. As the challenged, I choose the
I assert ... Reality.
Sss. Welcome, ladies 'n' gennelmen, to
funfunfun here at the Hellfire Club.
I am your host, Choronzon, High Duke of
the Eighth Circle. Tonight, for your
entertainment, a formal challenge. Let's
have a big hand for Mister Sandman!
You know the rules, Dreamlord? Win, and
you get your helm. Lose, and you serve as
a ssslave of Hell, for eternity.
Sandman stares into Choronzon's eyes.
I have the first move.
I am a dire wolf, prey stalking, lethal
I am a hunter, horse-mounted, wolf-
hunter kills the wolf.
I am a horsefly, horse-stinging, hunter-
hunter is thrown.
off another's face, eats it -- washes it down with beer.
I am a spider, fly-consuming, eight-
caught in a web.
I am a snake, spider-devouring, poison-
Choronzon's fly becomes a snake; it eats Sandman's spider.
I am an ox, snake-crushing, heavy footed.
I am an anthrax, butcher bacterium, warm-
Sandman's ox lies on its side, dead and decaying. Sandman
pauses a moment, considering. Then:
I am a world, space-floating, life
Choronzon does not hesitate:
I am a nova, all-exploding, planet
I am the universe -- all things
encompassing, all life embracing.
alternate on each word now, his tone low and deadly:
I am the dark at the end of everything.
The end of universes, Gods, worlds ... of
Sss. And what will you be then,
Sandman speaks softly:
I am hope.
eyes are on him. He stammers.
Oh. Then I am ... sss. I ...
I ... don't know.
Lucifer stands, a look of hate and disgust on his face --
sight. Demonstrate to him our
Sandman's helm in his hands.
Here, Dream Master. Your helm. You have
won it fairly.
Sandman takes the helm.
Thank you. The king of Hell is honorable.
Honorable? You joke, surely. Look around
(he sweeps his arm)
about you. Tell us -- why we should let
Helm or no, you have no power here. What
power have dreams in Hell?
Ask yourselves, all of you ... What is
into the mass of demons.
unable to meet his gaze. His back to Lucifer, Sandman
dwindles into the distance.
gotten away with his bluff.
obscuring the Gates of Hell --
So if his nibs and the Dreaming are
destroyed ... that's it for us too, huh?
That is true.
Geez -- I hate when you do that!
Glad to see you survived your trip.
Welcome back. We're all doomed.
Indeed ..? Lucien?
I fear he's right, my lord.
Rose, sleeping, a troubled sleep. Her eyes open,
and she glances over --
door. Turns, gets back into bed. She glances over --
Rose stares. She gets up. Approaches the closet, much more
Rose jumps back.
because it is RACHEL, Rose's mother. But not the Rachel we
met her with Burgess.
Who are you?
Rachel's face falls. Her gaze lowers, unhappy at not being
HER HEAD --
lying in bed, wrinkled, decrepit. Rose gasps.
Mother. My God. This is a dream. I'm
actually having a dream.
looked as a young woman. She smiles.
somebody who's died comes back, to let
you know they're all right.
steps aside --
courtyard, moonlit, stark, high-contrast black-and-white. A
little phony-looking, actually, like an old B-movie horror
-- it's the Corinthian. He heads inside.
look out at --
of this era.
this one -- this time -- that I don't
think I would've understood it any time.
Had I not been imprisoned, I would have
dealt with it at the time of its
Perhaps this is how the Corinthian
escaped ... he found a rift in the
Dreaming, and slipped out.
The recovery of my Ruby must wait. I must
deal with the Vortex, first.
How will you locate it?
Yeah, boy ... that's gonna be a toughie.
the first time)
Hey! There it is!
usually a mortal.
A person? How does he deal with it, then?
Matthew. To protect the dreaming.
The mortal, that is.
The Vortex is not a he. It is a she.
If you look closely you will see her
observing us, now, from the corner of the
(tilting his head)
Huh. She doesn't look like much.
I say the Boss can take her.
out of the bed and onto the floor, startling her kitten.
She gets her bearings. Rubs her head.
Christ, that sucked. I don't think I need
Unfortunately that is not true for the
rest of the world.
just appear from them?
Oh my God! Stay away from me!
some kind of freak! How did you get in
a Vortex. The Vortex, by its nature,
This has nothing to do with me.
Sandman sets it down.
from occurring again.
Rose Walker. Aeons ago, and half a
universe away. I ... failed in my duty. A
whole world perished.
Who was your father, Rose Walker?
My father? I don't know. My mother never
mother conjured, from my pouch of sand.
You were born of the union of a mortal
and a dream. You are both, and neither,
you have become the Vortex.
But if you're the King of Dreams -- can't
you just, I don't know, wave your hand
and make it stop?
I am not omnipotent. No matter how
strange the circumstances of your birth,
you are of the living. You are the
Vortex. Only when the Vortex is dead is
the Dreaming safe.
Death is not always a bad thing, Rose ...
Yeah? Well, you first.
You could come and stay in the
option. My raven, Matthew, was once a
I don't want to die.
I ... I am sorry, Rose.
Yes, you are. You are the sorriest excuse
for a murderer I've ever seen.
back up, aims it at him.
What -- who are you?
Corinthian. Do not interfere with this.
You know him?
I've come to challenge him. It's just the
same old story, huh?
But here's a cool twist: I'm here to save
He won't let you stay alive, you know.
The dreaming will fall apart. It's
already happening. I can feel it.
Corinthian. I did not think it possible
for you to surprise me.
two decades now. As much as I've taught
these humans, I've also learned.
He holds up the Ruby.
One shouldn't limit one's
That ruby is mine, little dream. I
command you return it.
creator? Look what I have done. Look what
I have found. For you.
It is not in your nature to be
(holds out his hand)
Hokay. Your call.
At last --
... you have ... changed it ...
Uh-huh. It's mine now. The power behind
it may be yours, but I'm the one who
calls the shots.
He picks up the Ruby, aims it at Sandman. Considers. Then
kicks Sandman hard in the side.
There. Was that more in my nature?
The Ruby glows.
What are you going to do with that?
handed grip. It YOWLS. She drops it in shock.
Now ... come with me if you want to live.
Rose looks at Sandman, then back at the Corinthian.
I ... don't think so.
Rose. You must come with me.
No, see, it's not a request.
the convertible, hops in, and ROARS off.
than women. We pick up snatches of conversation, almost
butchered it! But I hear you can get it
seen dead here, if it weren't for the
'I am John's coathanger routine?'
carefully hand-lettered name tag reads: NIMROD.
Do we have the Corinthian?
Hasn't checked in here yet. But don't
worry -- I'm sure he's coming.
He can't not come. He's our guest of
Um. Moon River, but he seemed kind of
shy. And the Candyman, you know, the one
from Connecticut. The guy with the candy-
canes. Umn, the Lip Collector is here --
How many so far?
Eighty people have registered. Pretty
good turnout, huh?
Eighty? Jesus. Didn't think so many would
over a sea of faces. All types: young, old, professional,
blue color. Very few women.
telephone rang in a police station. The
duty cop answers and a woman's voice
says, "Help -- I've been reaped!"
He says, "Don't you mean raped?" "No, she
says. "He used a scythe."
It's really good to see so many of us
here. So many. This is the first of these
cons, and if you want to see another,
(raises a finger)
Firstly, use your preferred sobriquet. No
(raises two fingers)
Secondly, we don't shit where we eat.
convention's over and you're at least two
hundred miles away.
VOICE IN CROWD:
This rule must be followed, with so many
of us at risk.
are no other guests, so you shouldn't be
A few good-natured laughs at this.
it's at eight, and it's from the
Corinthian, the man who's inspired so
many of us --
Welcome to Cereal Con '98!
Excuse me, but I've seen you before,
haven't I? You're that doctor. To think
you're a -- a collector.
Thank you. You are?
I'm the Bogeyman.
I've heard of you. The newspapers, in
(out of nowhere)
"Give me a number." That's your line,
isn't it? Seventy nine.
Oh yeah, right. She was, like, she had
early in the morning, and she screamed
like an angel ...
Dog Soup is a woman? Oh, man. I gotta go
talk to her.
valet can get to it --
BAM! The trunk hits the pavement. BAM! The rear lid slams
him up the concrete steps, into the hotel.
waves from people as they pass by. The Corinthian's name is
creating quite the stir.
Here's you stuff, Mr. Corinthian. Uhn,
wear your badge at all times. You won't
Certainly! Thank you, Funland. You're
doing a fine job!
Corinthian's side, out of nowhere.
but... Um, we're all big fans of yours.
I'm so glad you could come.
Doors part. The Good Doctor is in the elevator. Philip
IN THE ELEVATOR:
Say, you ever read a magazine called
CHASTE? It's really terrific.
I've heard of it.
(digs out a rolled-up copy)
Hey, can I have your autograph --
Up one level, the doors part --
IN THE HALLWAY,
THUD! -- puts an arm around Nimrod.
You're here. Good. The convention hall is
the other two guests, who look pissed. The name card in front
of him reads DELIVERANCE.
I am a merciful God and a just God. For I
and I give them a new life in my heaven!
Bogeyman, can we talk? In your room?
Uhn, well, I'm watching the religion
panel, man, but ... uh, sure.
stumbles, falls to his knees.
Listen, you guys -- oh God -- listen,
what is this?
I'm the Bogeyman. Really I am.
Give me a number. Any number.
Your name is Philip Sitz. You're the
editor, writer, whatever, of Chaste
magazine. Your number's up, Philip. You
aren't one of us.
No -- no, I am. I understand it. Females
Strength. Energy. Lust. The willingness
to sacrifice another's life for one's own
I understand it. That's why I had to get
here. To see you all. To learn.
Big mistake, Philip. Big mistake.
Nimrod stare at each other.
"We don't shit where we eat," Mr. Nimrod?
Except when we have to, Doctor. Needs
must, when the devil drives.
down. It splits open.
her. She's frightened, disoriented. She pushes her face
out of her mouth. Above her is a hand-lettered sign: 4:30 PM
cards in front of them:
... even ten G's per victim identified
isn't too much to ask.
they'll pay to know for certain. Even if
the cops don't go with it, the families
HELLO LITTLE GIRL
But, Carrion, we don't do it for the
as Rose stumbles in.
Please. Someone. I've been kidnapped --
VOICE IN CROWD:
Boy, has she come to the wrong room!
VOICE IN CROWD:
It's a joke. It's gotta be.
Please -- he's going to kill me ...
Rose turns, runs blindly into the bulk that is Funland.
Geez. You okay, miss?
Please. I need help. I need to get to a
You do? Sure. Sure. We'll get you to a
(unties her wrists)
Uh ... this way.
smiles, embarrassed. Leads her down the hallway. Keeps
glancing down at her out of the corner of his eye.
Say, you look pretty young. How old are
Oh, no. You can't be. I'd say you're
younger than that. A lot younger. Right
Where's the --
Oh, God, no --
that song. It's so true. So true.
He tightens his grip.
Now, when we've finished you mustn't tell
anybody that I played with you ...
Let go of her, Nathan Diskin.
Huh? How -- how did you know my name?
Let go of her. You have no idea what you
Are you going to kill me?
You don't seem to understand the rules,
Funland. Too bad.
(in his face)
Let me tell you, Funland, what the first
rule is --
(he wags a finger)
A rope is tossed over a branch. Philip, gagged, no shirt, his
chest bare and vulnerable, is strung up by his arms.
I won't bother to ask how you got
Bogeyman's invitation. We'll talk about
otherworldly scene, like in a dream.
You said you came here to learn. Okay.
isn't about cruelty.
alive. Lip Collector -- well, the name
says it all.
hunched over, but still grinning.
And I am Nimrod, the hunter. I can bone,
joint and gut any animal in minutes. And
you know what we're going to do now,
(a deadly smile)
is an odd SOUND, the FLUTTERING of many wings.
was a goner for sure!
That's what you thought, huh?
(nods toward the clearing)
Say, aren't you going to watch? They're
not nearly finished, yet.
death sinks in.
So that's it? That's all I get?
'Fraid so --
Wait a second. I know those guys!
So in my line of work I don't get many,
y'know, long term relationships. Huh.
You're one lucky guy, Philip.
Really. Really-really. Most people worry
their death has no significance. Yours
could be one of the most significant of
it. She walks him away from the clearing.
Um. You mean, I get to pick?
That's how it works ...
Shit, I don't believe this ...
Uhn, look, as a practicing psychiatrist,
I, uh, well, look, none of you, uh, well,
there's no more evidence of mental
um, them. Less, maybe.
pleased as she speaks:
I tell you, I'm sick and tired of women
widows or killer nurses. I'm a serial
killer, and a woman, and I'm proud of it
in to hear:
kill. They are the sheep and cattle. But
we know the truth. We're alive.
Death stops, shakes her head in disbelief.
Little brother, what have you done?
She turns around, goes back the way she came --
INT. PAUL'S APARTMENT - DAY
Typical artist's apartment. Messy, canvasses of many sizes
strewn everywhere. Weirdly, all of the canvasses are BLANK.
Paul (who we haven't seen in a while, he's Rose's artist
friend, the guy with the nightmares) sits in a large open
Who are you? How did you get in?
Sorry. Didn't mean to disturb you. The
door was open.
Death holds up a hand.
Not for me!
Who are you?
(she just looks at him)
Did you come for me?
No. I'm searching for my brother. He's
here somewhere, nearby. I've got to find
Matter of life or death?
Death smiles. Glances at the windowsill.
It'll be soon enough, Paul. Why rush it?
I used to think I was special. But I'm
not. I'm just like everyone else. I'm
going to be dead one day, just like
everyone else, and then that's it.
It's not going to make any difference.
Paul looks at her questioningly.
Everybody always gets the same deal, no
matter what. One lifetime. No more, no
INT. ROSE'S APARTMENT - DAY
streaming in through the window. We hear that loud FLUTTERING
There you are!
him, blocking the sun.
I've come for you, little brother!
I'm not coming to your aid, I'm here to
kick your butt.
the seams, and near as I can tell it's
master of ceremonies:
... they've called him the Eye Guy, and
the Dark Angel, and Shades, and maybe a
thousand other names. But we've always
known it was one man --
(he starts clapping)
Gentlemen. Ladies. Our guest of honor:
Is this on? All right. Many of you know
this story. But for those that don't ...
Once upon a time --
Once upon a time, the mean Lord of Dreams
was captured. A child was born of his
That child, I am happy to say, is here
with us today!
out -- she's gagged, blindfolded, and bound head-to-toe to a
moving dolly. Catcalls and screams. She is left in the middle
of the stage.
like a daytime talk show host.
And the Vortex, continued to grow,
weakening the Sand King, allowing your
And now, the happy ending. Soon, the
dreams will all be gone ... all there
will be left is reality.
(gathers them by eye)
You are special people. Very special
people. And the new reality will be
created in the shape of your dreams!
Deliverance! In the new world, you will
cleanse the world of the wicked, and lead
your people to righteousness!
BACK TO SCENE,
Funland! You will be a funny giant, and
play with you, and never make fun of you
hands, and it's more than a little disconcerting.
BACK TO SCENE,
Excuse me ...
Yes? A question?
I wanted to ask, uh, how do we know that
it works? The Ruby.
The Corinthian blinks.
Works? It's already working. Look at this
convention. You're serial killers, for
godsakes. How can we be getting away with
bellboys? You think this is normal?
because of this.
'Behold, I show you a mystery; we shall
a moment, in the twinkling of an eye ...'
You will walk this world like giants. You
will be the celebrities, the stars --
from mini-cams, flashes from cameras.
movies, and -- uh ...
Now we get a good look: it is SANDMAN, sitting in the crowd,
into the crowd --
We are gladiators, and we are
swashbucklers and warriors and ... uh,
... of the night ...
What ... what do you think you are doing?
Actually, I'm glad you're here. I think
I've got the hang of this.
it interesting. Do you?
You must not do this. I forbid you.
return. I remember the gray days that
stretched into years and into decades.
Sandman lowers his head slightly.
I ... am sorry, Corinthian.
Well, that doesn't cut it! You see, I
changes, that's all. I'm staying.
-- into the Corinthian's eyes. He staggers back.
You came for me ...
I had to.
Sandman sets Rose down.
You've got to stop him. He'll destroy the
I do not know if I can stop him. I may
not be strong enough.
Because ... because of me.
He says nothing. Rose stares at him.
What ... are you going to do?
And then he decides --
Nothing. I will do nothing.
(trying to convince himself)
this one. We can travel them together,
and leave this one to the Corinthian.
I cannot find it in me to harm you, Rose.
... and all you can do is the best you
can with what you've got.
You sound very much like my sister.
Then I'd like to meet her sometime.
Listen -- this is my world. This is where
He has to be stopped.
He has to be.
You know ... what you are asking?
I know. I have to. It's ... it's my
in her eyes. She turns away.
Sandman nods slowly.
It is my responsibility.
Rose's eyes snap open.
There is another way.
Yes! Of course. He is nothing but a
dream. And you -- you are that which can
destroy dreams. Together, we can beat
We must join our souls.
Sandman leans down --
-- and KISSES HER.
Come, Corinthian. Let this be finished.
Yes. Let it be finished, one way or the
Follow my lead.
charge, shoves him away.
LINED WITH TEETH.
issues from his eye sockets. He staggers back --
Rose looks up at Sandman.
deep into her eyes --
THEY KISS AGAIN, passionately, as we
TWO THRONES, identical, equal. He gestures for her to sit.
Death stands there. She is subdued, sad.
Sandman looks up. A tear runs down his cheek.
She deserved no less.
Floating just beyond one of them is DESPAIR.
No. Do not enter. I do not want you in my
Nor do I wish to be there.
So, you did it.
body, prone on the tarmac.
Why, you're an inspiration to us all.
(looks up at Sandman)
kill you. More than enough.
Perhaps it can. It has absorbed much of
my soul-self already. But if you would
fight me, you shall not do it here. The
dream realm is repaired.
otherworldly sound --
than you shall do it in dreams.
(to the Ruby)
Follow him. Take me into dreams, my
I'm no mere nightmare now, Sandman. I'm
here to kill you.
Show yourself, Sandman. You can't hide
section of the cemetery --
Can you see me, stinkard lord of piss and
rest of the cemetery.
HUNDREDS of FACES, floating in darkness, eyes shut in sleep.
Corinthian. This is the world of the Dreaming.
Stop! Enough, Corinthian! I am here!
Yes. You're here. Hello.
(indicates the ruby)
This is a lovely thing, isn't it? It
contains your life. Your magick. Your
And the last time you used it, it sucked
out more. Yes?
Corinthian ... stop. You are tampering
SHUT UP! I'm going to ruin all of it.
Sandman's heart. He moans --
Does that hurt? I bet it does. I bet it
hurts. A lot.
What does it feel like? To have the life
sucked out of you?
Stop -- the dreamers --
I hold your life in my hands. I can kill
This IS your life, dreamsneak. And I'm
crushing it out with my hands!
EXT. DESTINY'S GARDEN - TWILIGHT
He prepares to turn to the next one --
-- and HESITATES. Just a moment --
And then he turns the page --
The ruby SHATTERS --
and then smug.
It worked. He's gone.
The king is dead. And long live the king!
Look who's in charge of the Dreaming, now ...
... what's left of it.
to his knees. Alone, by himself, the Corinthian actually
smiles -- a genuine, relieved smile.
I'm free again. Finally.
Thank you, Corinthian.
at the tiny figure of the Corinthian.
It has been so long. I had forgotten ...
had placed in that jewel. And you
no longer cocksure. Timid.
What are you going to do to me?
You disappoint me, Corinthian. You were
my masterpiece, or so I thought.
heart. A dark mirror, made to reflect
will not confront.
He touches the Corinthian's face.
earth, and what have you given them?
Nothing. You've told them there are bad
people out there.
And they've known that all along.
of an eye as it pops between my teeth? Is
No. That's not it.
I created you poorly, then. As I do
uncreate you now.
The Corinthian SCREAMS--
His skin dissolves, leaving the skeleton--
of them, all races, all ages, all genders...
...and all sleeping peacefully.
Until now, you have all sustained
fantasies in which you are the maltreated
heroes of your own stories.
Comforting daydreams in which,
ultimately, you are shown to be in the
And now all the eyes in the room are on him.
For all of you, the dream is over. I have
taken it away. For this is my judgment on
EXT. HOTEL - NIGHT
others, but ultimately, they don't.
That you shall know, at all times, and
forever, exactly what you are. And you
shall know just how little that means.
Funland is one of the last. He takes off his cap, and drops
FADE TO BLACK:
EXT. CEMETERY - DAY
the party, including Kelly, Sam (holding Rose's kitten), and
Paul, who stands at the head of the grave.
I, uh, I'd like to read something ... a
poem, from one of Rose's --
(his voice breaks; he gathers
This is from Rose's favorite book, and
it, uh -- it meant a lot to her ...
(clears his throat)
"In Wonderland they lie
"Drifting as the days go by
"Watching as the summers die
Sandman stands on a balcony, head inclined, listening.
"... Life is but a dream."
Sandman. Matthew, perched on Lucien's shoulder, is not.
Hey, boss. Heads up.
Sandman raises his head, but does not look at them.
Sandman turns. He peers at the two of them.
Lucien ... In my absence, you did not
leave. You remained at your post, in the
Ah ... yes, lord. I'm a librarian, after
That is true. Still ...
Thank you, Lucien.
You -- you're welcome, my lord.
You've changed, boss ... you know that?
Have I? I am still Dream, and I still
have my responsibilities.
Of course. But, first, I think something
a bit more ... inspirational.
handhold, then glances up --
Sandman stands precariously, impossibly, on the very tip of
Who -- who are you?
Hey, buddy. You look screwed.
learned my lesson ...
even make the attempt.
But I'm caught here! If I even move, I'll
fall! I'll die! Aren't you scared of
Is it that bad to fall? Sometimes you
wake, and sometimes, yes, you die.
He pauses, turns back to Paul.
Paul stares into his face. It is the same face that Roderick
aquiline nose, the same sharp cheekbones, the same dark
eyesbut now it is less harsh. Less foreboding.
Paul swallows. He nods. And --
PAUL LETS GO. He arcs away from the spire, out and down in
slow motion. Is he falling -- or is he flying?
INT. PAUL'S LOFT - NIGHT
on an easel, beckoning, taunting. Paul stares at it, then
his dream --
And it is flying, arms outstretched. But it is not Paul.
It is ROSE, smiling as she soars.
until detail is lost in nearness, and we
FADE TO BLACK:
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