THE FINAL SIN - FIRST DRAFT

The first draft of my newly retitled screenplay, The Final Sin.

“THE FINAL SIN” By Noah Carolan FAde In: ext. space A planet, the AntiDomain, is being bombarded by white and gold ships. Heading the pack is a large command ship of the Seven Virtues, the HEAVENSENT. HEAVENSENT (OVER TANNOY) REPENT OR DIE. REPENT OR DIE. The Heavensent repeats the phrase. EXT. BATTLEFIELD, DUSK. A battle in a destroyed city. Two groups of soldiers attack each other; white & gold drones and large mouth mutants on each side. Behind the mutants, stands a tall structure, topped with a sphere room with multiple openings; the War Room. INT. WAR ROOM, DUSK A table representing the battlefield stands in the middle of the room, with seven seats surrounding it. Five are occupied by five of the SEVEN DEADLY SINS. The five seem bored. At one of the openings, GLUTTONY looks out onto the battlefield, seemingly unimpressed. PRIDE, a small metal man, paces on top of the table, moving pieces of the model around. PRIDE Well, consider me humbled. I can’t come up with a good enough strategy. He turns to the other Sins. PRIDE (CONT) This war will be over by next sundown. GLUTTONY (O.S.) It doesn’t have to be. All of the Sins turn and look. Gluttony observes a scuffle between two opposing soldiers. EXT. BATTLEFIELD, DUSK A drone knocks down a mutant, and picks it up by the neck. INT. WAR ROOM GLUTTONY We’ve ripped moons out of the sky as a challenge. What if we just took the power from those days… Gluttony reaches his hand out. A portal opens. EXT. BATTLEFIELD, DUSK The drone disappears into a similar looking portal, and lands in front of the mutant seconds later, broken. GLUTTONY (O.S.) … And used it to win this war in seconds? INT. WAR ROOM Gluttony turns to face the others. GLUTTONY We win in an hour? Maybe two? Millennia old war over? We’d be feared across the galaxy, we can take whatever we want- PRIDE (INTERRUPTING) No. Gluttony locks eyes with Pride, who’s now standing with hands on his hips. PRIDE (CONT) There’s still a major risk of being caught in the crossfire, and I’m too important to die! The other Sins glare at him. He shifts his eyes to them. PRIDE (CONT) Oh, and they’re here too. We leave tomorrow night! Gluttony clenches his fist, clearly in rage. GLUTTONY So you’re abandoning ship? LUST sits a little straighter. LUST Pride has a point. What you’re suggesting is a suicide mission. Pride immediately points to her, with an expression of desperate agreement. GLUTTONY I can’t believe it. Instead of fighting on… PRIDE Gluttony, that’s enough. GLUTTONY (CONT) … You’re taking the easy way out? PRIDE (VOICE RAISED) Gluttony, that’s ENOUGH! GLUTTONY (CONT, SHOUTING) LIKE A GROUP OF COWARDS?? PRIDE (SHOUTING) ENOUGH!! Pride slams his foot down, causing the model of the Heavensent to fall and break. Pride, breathing heavily, points towards the door. PRIDE (THROUGH GRITTED TEETH) Leave. Now. Gluttony is taken aback. His expression turns to shock for a second, then to frustration. He struts out of the room, flicking his hand slightly as he passes through the door. This opens a portal beneath Pride’s foot, which makes him trip. wipe to: INT. BARRACKS, NIGHT Mutant troops are being pushed out of a shelter, armed with whatever their commander can gather and sent into battle. Once all the troops of that battalion leave, Gluttony emerges from behind a now empty box of artillery. He stands up straight, shakes down his arms and takes a deep breath. He opens his hands, forming two portals, and runs out onto the battlefield. EXT. BATTLEFIELD, NIGHT Gluttony weaves his way through the crowd of his side’s troops, until he’s close enough to the opposing force. He starts to shoot out portals from his hands towards large groups of drones and small shuttlecraft. The drones fall in and crash in various places, while parts of shuttles explode as they collide with each other. A larger command ship takes aim at a battalion to Gluttony’s left and fires a laser. Gluttony desperately opens a large portal in front of them at the last second, sending the laser back to the ship, completely destroying it in a green explosion. CUT TO BLACK. CUT TO INT. WAR ROOM, MORNING. Pride and the other Sins burst through the door. They all have angry expressions, but Pride moreso than the others. Gluttony sits in a spinny chair on the opposite side of the room, facing away from them. PRIDE Gluttony, you have some explaining to do! Gluttony spins around to face them. He has a look of satisfaction, and a slimy smile on his face. GLUTTONY Yes, Pride? PRIDE Don’t you “Yes, Pride” me, I KNOW you were out on that battlefield last night! What if you’d died? We’d be the SIX Deadly Sins? Gluttony rises from his chair. GLUTTONY So what? At least I would’ve gone out fighting for what we were ALL meant to believe in than like a coward! PRIDE Well your belief may well have torn this planet apart! Pride points out an opening. They all look. A large rift pulses in the middle of the battlefield. PRIDE (CONT) I don’t know just how you did that- GLUTTONY (INTERRUPTING) By tapping into those old powers! We were kids ripping moons from the sky, time has only strengthened what we can do! And THAT… He gestures towards the rift. GLUTTONY (CONT) … Is direct proof! If you’d all join me and do what I did- PRIDE (INTERRUPTING) No! We’ve been through this. With or without you, we’re leaving this planet. It’s time to let this… The door suddenly slams shut, locks clicking into place. PRIDE (CONT) … Go. GLUTTONY No, you’re not leaving. Not until I see what you’re all made of. Gluttony stretches his arms out in front of him, palms facing the Sins. They all step away from Gluttony. A small wormhole forms from his hands, which is aimed right at ENVY. In an instant, she is sucked into the wormhole; gone. Small green rings travel up Gluttony’s arms as he closes the wormhole. His stance is also a little taller. He takes a sharp breath in, then slowly breathes out. The others look horrified. He points his arms out again. The wormhole begins to form again. GLUTTONY I want MORE. EXT. WAR ROOM TOWER, MORNING. The wormhole bursts open, with deafening bassy sound and about 25ft radius. The room’s ceiling and outer-facing wall are destroyed from the impact. INT. WAR ROOM, MORNING. Gluttony is starting to transform and mutate, his hands gone, now resembling wormholes themselves. All the other Sins, except Pride, are gone. Pride stands his ground as long as he can, but within seconds, he vanishes into the vortex. EXT. WAR ROOM TOWER, MORNING. The vortex finally collapses, and a giant figure falls from the tower, creating a cloud of dust around it. As the dust settles, a creature rises. It stands at 50ft tall, with deformed features and mutations; THE BLACK HOLE is born. The Black Hole raises what used to be it’s hands, now just openings of wormholes. It recoils a little in horror. BLACK HOLE (AS PRIDE) What have you done? BLACK HOLE (as GLUTTONY) I’m all of you… I have all your sins… Why does it hurt… The Black Hole stares into the distance, seeing the Virtues’ ships. It looks for a few seconds, then bellows out a vile, high pitched screech. BLACK HOLE (PRIDE) Was that a battle cry? Or an agony cry? BLACK HOLE (GLUTTONY) It doesn’t matter either way. I got what I want. And now… The creature starts to fumble it’s words. BLACK HOLE (GLUTTONY CONT) Now… we want… THAT. The Black Hole gestures towards the armada facing them. It stands straight and starts to move towards the Virtues. BLACK HOLE (UNIFIED VOICE) Want… victory… win… The Black Hole repeats this phrase as it moves, but then stops for a beat, bellows again, and carries on moving, silently. FAde Out: the end