The Master Stone
Sunday, October 25, 2009 A Screenplay In Progress — SYNOPSIS
DARRELL PENLEY, 35, a conspiracy theorist, researcher, writer and a student of Bible prophecy, is recruited by a secret organization to gather intelligence on the modus operandi of the Illuminati and to prove the existence of a mysterious man, also 35, purported to be an incarnation of Marduk Ra and a “redeemed” Lucifer, whom insiders say is laying the groundwork for the Allied Union, a global confederation of regional states. Aided by a lifelong friend, BUZZ LANCE, 55, a former Naval intelligence specialist, DARRELL simultaneously pursues answers about his own roots and the mysterious death of his father, whose involvement with the Urantia Book and the mysterious death of ex-Secretary of Defense James Vincent Forrestal and JFK are cryptically referenced in newly discovered diaries. In the course of his research, which takes him finally to Antarctica and the underground world of Agarthi, DARRELL realizes that he is destined to confront the man he is researching so that he and BUZZ, secretly in search of the powerful Master Stone, may fulfill their presumed roles as human civilization draws to a close.
THE MASTER STONE — Continuously Being Revised
FADE IN
EXT. A BEACH IN FLORIDA — NIGHT
BUZZ LANCE, 55, is lying on the beach looking up at the stars next to his sister PAM LANCE, 50.
BUZZ
Don’t you ever feel a little embarrassed that you write such elaborate stories which really don’t make any sense?
PAM
I’m selling them, so I must be doing something right.
BUZZ
It’s the pretty pictures people buy your comic books for. You could write the Iliad backwards … and there would be people who would gush.
PAM
Like what in particular of my work do you find so objectionable?
BUZZ
It’s the same problem that I have with a lot of comics. Take Alan Moore and Watchmen …
PAM
Which is a classic which changed how the world views comics. It has a unique symmetry.
BUZZ
Like a horseshoe. I’ve tried to read it. It’s rambling and self-indulgent. It’s not literature as some people would like to call it. It’s very disjointed. Sometimes you can’t tell certain characters apart because they’re drawn so similarly. And the storyline is all over the board.
PAM
And you’re using this description for my stories, too?
BUZZ
The ones I’ve read. Sorry, but … Whatever happened to good storytelling?
PAM
So give me an idea for a story with memorable characters which would convince me that you know what you’re talking about. Something current.
BUZZ
Why has no one done the story of the Antichrist from a biblical perspective? Now there is a conflict and a story which people could sink their teeth into.
PAM
A Bible story? You’re not serious?
BUZZ
Which doesn’t pull any punches. Make it as raunchy as you want.
PAM
Who would be the protagonist? Besides Jesus?
BUZZ
Some bum off the street who becomes a hero. Who is among the first to figure out who the Antichrist really is.
PAM
For the purpose of doing what?
BUZZ
To kick him in the balls. Mock him. Make fun of him. Show him up as a loser, a buffoon.
PAM
I actually like that idea. Where did you come up with that?
BUZZ
I dunno. Darrell’s material.
PAM
He’s a very conflicted individual.
BUZZ
He’s sort of devoted himself to this topic.
PAM
To what? The Antichrist?
BUZZ
Yeah. He’s put it upon himself to reveal who he is. And what the Illuminati might have to do with him.
PAM
Why would the Illuminati have anything to do with the Antichrist?
BUZZ
Are you kidding? They’re up to their ears in satanism, or so we’re told. I mean, if the elite are occult oriented … he would be their man, right?
PAM
But he is defeated in the end, if I’m reading things correctly.
BUZZ
They’re Luciferians. They must not think so. They must have a dim view of Jesus.
PAM
Then, they have a varying view of biblical prophecy.
BUZZ
A distorted one … based on gross misinterpretations of what the book of Revelation says, for instance. That’s my take.
PAM
They actually believe they’re descended from Jesus, some of them, right?
BUZZ
Yeah. Which is nothing you’d boast about if he was a mere man.
PAM
Interesting.
BUZZ
They will perhaps fulfill prophecy by having misinterpreted it, by making Lucifer their messiah.
PAM
Are you convinced that there will be one? Is Darrell?
BUZZ
I can’t imagine that there would be one if everybody is looking for one. I mean … would the Antichrist know that he is the Antichrist? Who would want to admit that he was the Antichrist?
PAM
That would depend on whether the person who was the Antichrist knew what the prophecies were concerning the Antichrist, right? You’re reversing your good idea, you know that don’t you?
BUZZ
I just think it would be a good story. Timely. The ultimate good versus evil conflict. Whether there will actually be such a person, I don’t know. Ask Darrell. He can tell you better than I can.
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DARRELL PENLEY, 35, is riding in his car when his cell phone rings.
PHONE RINGS
He answers it.
DARRELL
Hello?
On the line is GRETA, 37.
V.O.
Hi, Darrell. It’s me. I thought we ought to get together soon. Tonight.
DARRELL
(Preoccupied)
Why did you think that?
V.O.
I had what I think is a confirming dream last night.
DARRELL
Greta, we can’t meet every time you have a dream.
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We see GRETA talking on the phone.
GRETA
But this meant something. Visually it was stunning. And the location, I think, is worthy of your consideration.
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In a flashback we see a giant revolving box hovering in a blue light in a large cave. A face turns toward us … and we see a REPTOID creature.
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We see DARRELL on the phone.
DARRELL
I have some research to do. Can you write it up and email it to me?
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We see GRETA on the phone.
GRETA
Yes. Why do I feel like I’m being stiffed?
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We see DARRELL on the phone.
DARRELL
I have a lot of my mind, Greta. The group I’m working for wants something more concrete from me.
V.O.
I’ll type it up. But call me when you get it. Bye.
DARRELL
Bye.
DARRELL hangs up.
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BUZZ and PAM continue their conversation while walking along the beach.
PAM
Speaking of Darrell … what ever became of the novel the two of you were going to write?
BUZZ
It was progressing, I thought, until he went off on this new tangent.
PAM
I thought your idea had merit. Camelot In Ruins, right?
BUZZ
How the sixties have bled into all of the decades which have followed THEM. I think the project only exacerbated his interest in eschatology. He became even more obsessed with secret societies.
PAM
So, tie that into the novel.
BUZZ
He got this gig.
PAM
Doing what?
BUZZ
Working for some online rag. Plus, he wouldn’t leave the questions alone about his father.
PAM
Who was murdered?
BUZZ
Yeah.
PAM
Tie that in, too. Mark Twain said to write what you know, what’s in your sphere of experience.
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In a flashback we see DEXTER PENLEY, 42, walking hand in hand along an ocean boardwalk with a young DARRELL, 5, and his sister MARY, 7. Both children are holding balloons. BUZZ appears in the crowd, walking several paces behind them.
DEXTER suddenly looks behind, to his left and right, and sees two men approaching him. He throws his hand into the air and makes a fist.
BUZZ, at 25, swoops up the two children and begins to run with them, as DEXTER hustles away through the crowd.
BUZZ
I’m Buzz. And I’m a friend of your father. You’re safe with me.
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We see DEXTER lying face down in the sand and surf, surrounded by police.
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BUZZ and PAM continue their conversation, walking up steps leading to a luxury hotel.
BUZZ
Maybe you’d like to collaborate? On a graphic novel. With me as the protagonist.
PAM
Ha. A spy thriller?
BUZZ
Yeah. Only all the spies are superheroes.
PAM
Plot it out. I’ll take a look at anything you come up with.
BUZZ
Really?
PAM
What are successful sisters for?
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INT. DARRELL PENLEY’S BEDROOM — NIGHT
In a darkened bedroom, we see bookshelves lining the walls filled with books about secret societies and Bible topics. We pan around the room until we come to a small table on which sits a Bible open to the book of Daniel. The pages are illuminated by the moon. The wind through the window turns the pages from Daniel to the book of Revelation.
Panning further around the room, we see DARRELL and his wife MEREDITH, 34, asleep in bed. Suddenly, DARRELL sits up straight in bed, his eyes wide open.
DARRELL
That’s it! I understand now.
MEREDITH stirs.
MEREDITH
Understand what?
DARRELL
Who the Illuminati think they are. Collectively.
MEREDITH
We shouldn’t have eaten all that chocolate. I can’t sleep either.
DARRELL
No. Don’t you see? They understand prophecy as well as I do, only their interpretation is skewed.
MEREDITH sits up.
MEREDITH
Try to go back to sleep, Darrell. I have to get up early.
DARRELL
I don’t think I can. I’ve figured out how the Tribulation and its judgments are supposed to play out.
MEREDITH
I know you’re working on an assignment, Darrell. But you have to find a way to give this stuff a rest. It’s controlling your life.
DARRELL
They think they’re God. That all the gods collectively are God. And the Illuminati believe it is their responsibility to make the book of Revelation come true. The bowl and woe judgments … will be brought upon the earth by the enlightened ones.
MEREDITH
Okay. Go back to sleep.
DARRELL
God is a creator … not a destroyer. If the world population is supposed to be decreased by two-thirds, as Revelation says … they will be the ones to make it come to pass.
MEREDITH
Goodnight.
DARRELL
I’ve figured out their M.O. They do need to be stopped. But how?
We see the Bible on the table in the moonlight. Panning up we see the full moon outside DARRELL’s bedroom window.
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INT. A GRAND LODGE IN THE WOODS — SAME
We see the full moon as it shines over a lake and a luxurious lodge.
Two ageless mysterious figures, CARLOS and MAX, glowing but invisible, are observing a meeting of men seated around a table.
CARLOS
They persist on referring to God as the Demiurge.
MAX
Are you surprised?
CARLOS
Surely one of these people has encountered grace.
MAX
They’ve succeeded by graft and greed through the course of their lives and have had no need of grace. They’ve broken the rules to get where they are. They’re reliant only upon one another. And so blessings to them are not from God but spoils achieved at their own hands.
CARLOS
And that prompts them to see God as both good and evil?
MAX
Or not to regard him at all. Those who allow for God believe that God kills the humble, the stupid, the poor, starves them, punishes them for being lazy, for having no guile. And, so, they have a twisted perception of death and judgment. When such people die at their hands … they believe they’re doing God’s work to rid the world of undesirables. And yet they’re very moralistic in extreme, contradictory ways. They don’t believe that the poor deserve to fall in love and have sex which can result in one more useless eater.
CARLOS
They seem to be obsessed with death.
MAX
It is a mystery they can’t fathom, so they mock it. And they recklessly use it as a means to an end.
CARLOS
Why don’t they fear it?
MAX
Desperation isn’t part of their experiences or common emotions. It’s foreign to them. They’ve never exercised that part of their conscious selves. Their brains are not programmed for it. When an obstacle presents itself … they solicit help from one of the brothers and dance on. Plus they can afford to put death off … but there are other avenues open to them, and that’s why we came here to listen in.
CARLOS
What? Why?
MAX
They’ve been seduced, some of them, into believing that they can have eternal life, both physical and spiritual.
CARLOS
Though they’ve violated all of the standards which qualify them to live eternally?
MAX
Not according to those who have seduced them. They’ve appealed to their pride, their unabated pride.
CARLOS
I don’t understand.
MAX
There are other realms, solely occupied by proud spirits. Even they have been seduced. They’ve operated freely … and they assume such will always be the case. And they’ve promised to those whom they’ve seduced … the same light which now they possess … but which will be extinguished.
CARLOS
I continue to hear that … but that light has not subsided. Look at them … they’re laughing even as they plot the death of two-thirds of the world’s people … even as they plan to destroy the earth.
MAX
Do you note the spirits around them, facilitating them?
CARLOS
No.
MAX
Let me open your eyes.
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INT. A GRAND BALLROOM — SAME
A gathering of men in tuxedos and Masonic regalia draw closer to a large winding staircase in a dimly lit ballroom.
In close-up, we see a golden mask in shadow. Out of the shadows steps a man SUPREMUS DAVID ROCKEFELLER, 35, wearing the golden mask and a red cloak, with a hood and cape. He begins to descend the staircase.
CHARLES, 45, at the base of the staircase, lifts a glass of champagne and speaks in reverent tones.
CHARLES
The Priesthood of Amen is assembled. We beckon you, lord. We welcome you. Join us in your incarnate form from a thousand years hence.
The gathering applauds softly as the man in the mask descends.
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INT. A BEDROOM — SAME
From the perspective of a fluid camera, in and out of focus, we see MICHEL PRESTON, 33, in a tuxedo, reflected in a full-length mirror, holding a ring with a large black stone to his forehead. He raises his other hand, palm in, before him in an occult gesture. REX, 25, is holding the camera.
MICHEL
You were in Eden, the garden of God, and every stone adorned you. You were anointed as a guardian cherub, for so I ordained you. You were blameless in your ways from the day you were created till wickedness was found in you. Through your widespread trade you were filled with violence, and you sinned. You walked among the fiery stones …
SUPREMUS, holding his golden mask in his hand, opens the bedroom door, throws back his red cape and steps in.
SUPREMUS
Are you referring to me?
MICHEL
Supremus! No.
SUPREMUS
Why are you wearing my ring, Michel?
MICHEL
Am I? I am, yes. To honor you.
SUPREMUS
You might have honored me with your presence at the party. Who is this?
MICHEL
Rex.
REX
Yes.
SUPREMUS
Rex? … There can only be one. And I am he.
DISSOLVE TO:
EXT. OUTSIDE DARRELL PENLEY’S HOME — DAY
A black 1947 Buick pulls up in front of DARRELL’s home … and two MEN IN BLACK get out. They walk up to the front porch and ring the doorbell. DARRELL comes to the door.
MAN IN BLACK
Mr. Penley?
DARRELL
Yes?
MAN IN BLACK
Hi. We, my partner and I, are with a … secret organization.
DARRELL
The Mormons?
MAN IN BLACK
No.
DARRELL
Jehovah’s Witnesses? Because we’ve already reported …
MAN IN BLACK
No, we don’t have a name. Per se. And we have orders to bring you in for questioning. Regarding your work.
DARRELL
And if I refuse?
MAN IN BLACK
Then there will be heck to pay, because we’ll all be working against the team’s objective, its universal mission, its raison d’etre.
DARRELL
Which is what?
MAN IN BLACK
Well, working as a team.
DARRELL
Let me get my coat.
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After a long walk down a darkened corridor, DARRELL and the two MEN IN BLACK reach a door, which one of the men unlocks by punching in a code on a key pad, allowing DARRELL to go inside. The apparently spacious office is completely dark except for the light on a desk, where JAMES CROWLEY, 65, sits, and a spotlit chair some distance from the desk.
CROWLEY
Have a seat, Darrell.
DARRELL sits down in the spotlit chair.
DARRELL
Here? (Nervously) Thank you.
CROWLEY
First of all, Darrell, let me say what a thrill it is to find a researcher and writer of your caliber with so much enthusiasm and paranoia regarding the future of your nation and your planet.
DARRELL
Well … thank you. So, I’m not in any trouble?
CROWLEY
No, no. Our men in black only seem menacing.
DARRELL
So, you haven’t brought me here to torture or kill me?
CROWLEY
Heavens, no. We want to encourage you. Exploit you … explore with you some common objectives.
DARRELL
Working as a team?
CROWLEY
Precisely right. I love writers. You’re so perceptive.
DARRELL
To do what?
CROWLEY
To surveil the surveillers. Is that a word? Infiltrate the infiltrators.
DARRELL
Which ones?
CROWLEY
Well, we’re having a hard time narrowing down the list. There are so many.
DARRELL
Other secret societies?
CROWLEY
Right again.
DARRELL
Well, who’s on your list?
CROWLEY
Well, take your pick, right? The Great White Brotherhood, the Cult of the Serpent, the Brotherhood of Venus, Nagas, the Cult of Kali, the Druids, the Knights Templar, the Freemasons, Rosicrucians, Knights of Malta, the Los Alumbrados, the Skull and Bones Society, the Bohemian Grove, the Order of the Golden Dawn, the Bilderbergs, the Council on Foreign Relations, the United Nations, the Trilateral Commission, the FBI, the CIA, M15, Mossad, the KKK, Shriners, the Tree of Life Kabbalah Boys Klezmer Band and Guild.
DARRELL
That’s a new one.
CROWLEY
Tragic. The Knights of Columbus, Hollywood, the Corporate Dictatorship, Opus Dei, the Jesuits, the Catholic Church, the Lords of the Black Stone, the Lords of the Master Stone, the Priesthood of Amen, the Thule Society, the Theosophical Society, the Three-Hundred, the Club of Rome, the Club of One-Thousand and One, the Vril Society, the Nephilim and, of course, the Anunnaki, not to mention the New Age Daughters of the American Revolution and the Walker County Lions Club.
DARRELL
What about the Ordo Templi Orientis?
CROWLEY
How could I have left them out? And to show our appreciation, our organization met recently in our board room bunker and voted to present you with this plaque of commendation for your billboard campaign, and …
DARRELL
Thank you. Yes?
CROWLEY
Of course your online writings. Especially your hypothesis about the judgments listed in the book of Revelation.
DARRELL
Yes, I’m rather proud of that. Although I can’t take full credit. It hit me while I was having a very vivid dream.
CROWLEY
So you’re a visionary?
DARRELL
In my dream the Illuminati had stormed the island of Patmos … where the former Soviet Union had built missile launchers with nuclear warheads.
CROWLEY
Patmos is where Saint John wrote the book of Revelation.
DARRELL
And now more than ever … I think it’s important that we identify who this mysterious man named John was, because that never has been resolutely determined by scholars.
CROWLEY
Why do we need to know about John?
DARRELL
Well, if John wrote Revelation on behalf of Jesus and God the Father, then the Illuminati could not be the God who is to bring these judgments upon the earth, though they might think that they are.
CROWLEY
Interesting.
DARRELL
However, God may allow these evil men to perform the destruction of the earth, which will only bite them in the ass. Asses.
CROWLEY
Well, we’ll kick that around. But let’s get down to business.
DARRELL
All right.
CROWLEY
The president is clearly not the AC. He’s a socialist, but he’s not the foretold son of perdition, at least not until he can do signs and wonders as well as he shoots a basketball.
DARRELL
I would agree with that.
CROWLEY
The jury, of course, is still out, as it must always be, but for now … he ain’t him. But we very much believe there is one. I mean, how could there not be? We’re headed for a one-world government, ten horns with little crowns, as Revelation has told us we would be … so we’re betting that the whole sordid mess is going to play itself out, with one lame brain calling the shots. We need for someone to nail the identity of this sucker down.
DARRELL
And what do you want me to do?
CROWLEY
In a word … go to Antarctica. To relieve our correspondent.
DARRELL
For what reason?
CROWLEY
Just to snoop around. And then file a report on whether the earth is really hollow with caves inhabited by either the Vril-Ya, giant amazon women, Aryans or highly evolved reptilian races. Our present correspondent has turned out to be more skittish than we were originally led to believe.
DARRELL
Antarctica. Why Antarctica?
CROWLEY
Well, Darrell, you should know that … that’s where all the action is. If there is to be an AC, we don’t use the “A” word, then he’s probably freezing his butt off up there putting his evil minions through their paces.
DARRELL
Would you want me to go alone?
CROWLEY
No, you can take a guest.
DARRELL
Weapons?
CROWLEY
We’d prefer not. Just a pen … or pens. Unless you can get the Internet up there to file your reports. Will you consider it?
DARRELL
Well, sure, I’ll consider …
CROWLEY
Good. I have your plane tickets and your itinerary right here.
DARRELL
You indicated that you wanted to identify the AC?
CROWLEY
Yes. That would also be part of your mission. And, to that end, we have some new faces emerging among the ranks of the occult elite whose names you might recognize.
DARRELL
Jay-Z?
CROWLEY
Who?
DARRELL
Occult hip hopper.
CROWLEY
No, but I’m not surprised. I hate even to mention this one name it upsets me so much.
DARRELL
Lady Ga Ga.
CROWLEY
No. Who?
DARRELL
She’s a Madonna wanna-be who drenches herself in blood onstage. I think she’s banging all the elite. Like a twenty-first century Marilyn Monroe.
CROWLEY
Madonna? Does she wear one of those metal viking bras with the pointy tips?
DARRELL
No, you’re thinking of Beyonce. Beyonce?
CROWLEY
Well, our board doesn’t know any of these people. No, this new false messiah may be the real one. His name is Rockefeller.
DARRELL
Which one? There are so many.
CROWLEY
He actually isn’t really a biological Rockefeller; he was adopted by them.
DARRELL
Not Bill Clinton?
CROWLEY
No, he’s Bush’s bitch.
DARRELL
Right. That’s a marriage made in hell.
CROWLEY
Don’t get me started. No, this man is named Supreme David.
DARRELL
I think I ordered that once in a Jewish pizzeria.
CROWLEY
Anyway, we’d also like to hire you to research this man and file a report. Flush him out.
DARRELL
That could dangerous.
CROWLEY
Not if he doesn’t exist.
DARRELL
What do you mean?
CROWLEY
Well, unlike Maitreya …
DARRELL
Whatever happened to him?
CROWLEY
Right. Scratch him. Unlike Sun Myung Moon or David Ickes, this man is visibly keeping a low profile. If he exists at all. Will you take the job? Please say yes. The future of civilization hangs precariously in the balance.
DARRELL
Bagging a Rockefeller would be a real feather in my cap …
CROWLEY
So you’ll do it?
DARRELL
If he doesn’t exist, and if he isn’t the one if he does exist, will I still get paid?
CROWLEY
Well, if he is the one, and if he doesn’t kill you, we’ll double your pay.
DARRELL
Done. Can my guest be a bodyguard?
CROWLEY
I believe our board would approve that.
DARRELL
I know just the man.
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INT. BUZZ LANCE’S GARAGE — DAY
DARRELL drives into the auto repair garage of BUZZ, at 55. DARRELL gets out of his car, approaches BUZZ, who is wiping grease from his hands, and tries to hand BUZZ a folder.
DARRELL
Here, Buzz, read this dossier. I may have a job for you.
BUZZ holds up his hands to show they’re covered with grease.
BUZZ
Just tell me what it says. I’ll read it later.
DARRELL
You’ll need to read it in context. It’s complicated material.
BUZZ
Give me the high points. And tell me what the objective is.
DARRELL
The objective is to keep me from getting killed while I’m doing the research to find out if Agartha and this man exist.
BUZZ
Cinch. High points. Hit me.
DARRELL
Well, our boy is reported to have a high-tech chest implant, and he ingests a white powder, which is comprised of gold, platinum and sixty-eight other trace elements in their monatomic state.
BUZZ
So, he’s a health food nut?
DARRELL
The powder also contains sea bed deposits.
BUZZ
Who was a catfish in a previous life.
DARRELL
The other two supplements he takes are a pure white gold powder, sometimes referred to as the Philosopher’s Stone, and the other one is a white gooey liquid that is pure platinum.
BUZZ
And he does this because his last name is either Descartes or Cartier?
DARRELL
Rockefeller. Pay attention. All of this combined keeps him electrically charged, boosting his brain to full capacity. One-hundred percent.
BUZZ
So, we need to carry a six-pack of Leyden jars? Or a lightning rod?
DARRELL
And he has the Superman logo, you know, the big “S,” tattooed on his chest and his back.
BUZZ
Why not an “A”?
DARRELL
Because, his first name begins with an “S.”
BUZZ
Okay, you win. I’ll read it, if you’re not going to give it to me straight.
DARRELL
No, all of this is true, well, according to this material. I’m not kidding around here, Buzz.
BUZZ
But he sounds like a comic book character.
DARRELL
The likes of which … with which you’ve always wanted to tangle, right?
BUZZ
One-hundred percent capacity? I’m lucky to get twenty percent on a good day.
DARRELL
But he has weaknesses.
BUZZ
I would imagine he spends a lot of time on the toilet prospecting.
DARRELL
He’s a womanizer. And a big drinker, only alcohol doesn’t phase him. He can drink a fifth of vodka without batting an eye.
BUZZ
Sea bed deposits and alcohol could not mix, I would strongly imagine. I thought he wasn’t supposed to like women.
DARRELL
Yeah, I thought that, too. So, this may not be the guy.
BUZZ
And so … Bozo the Clown gathered this intel? Where’s he live?
DARRELL
He used to live in Tennessee.
BUZZ
An electric hillbilly?
DARRELL
But now they’re thinking Antarctica. He’s rich. Educated in England.
BUZZ
That makes more sense. Well, okay, count me in. Sounds like I’m going to be paid for chasin’ a ghost.
DARRELL
A ghost?
BUZZ
Someone who doesn’t exist.
DARRELL
Yeah, well, maybe not. He was born without a biological father. His mother became pregnant with him in Roswell, New Mexico after five aliens crashed near there.
BUZZ
Is … that a fact? She was raped by those little gray dudes with no genitals? Now you’ve crossed the line, you know, Darrell?
DARRELL
I have that it was an immaculate conception. And that he has reptilian blood. Did I say he was born in Roswell … in 1974, the same year I was born. You act as if you knew that.
BUZZ
Roswell? No.
DARRELL
The year I was born? You used to live in Albuquerque, right?
BUZZ
Near there. Well, okey dokey, Sherlock. I gotta get back to work.
DARRELL
Are you in?
BUZZ
A virgin-born snake boy who craps precious metals? I’m wavering now.
DARRELL
Why?
BUZZ
I’ve been all tuned up for a guy who looked like Vincent Price wearin’ a cape. Possessed by Apollyon or Abaddon from the abyss. This guy sounds like he crawled out from under a rock.
DARRELL
He believes he’s an incarnation of Marduk Ra, the Egyptian sun god, and a redeemed version of Lucifer.
BUZZ
Well, that’s a little better.
DARRELL
He’s torn apparently between doing good and evil.
BUZZ
I’m takin’ bets on which side he comes down on. Well, then hell, I’m gonna need a costume.
DARRELL
A costume, why?
BUZZ
‘Cause. And I’m gonna need a new name. Better than Buzz Saw. How ‘bout The Prospector?
DARRELL
Buzz, this is serious. The fate of humanity hangs in the balance.
BUZZ
So what if in the course of your research you actually confront this guy? Or we do? Do we offer nothing of resistance? No strength to match his? Or lay down?
DARRELL
We’ll improvise.
BUZZ
Weapons?
DARRELL
Pens only. We don’t want to fight him. We just want to know if he exists.
BUZZ
Tellin’ him we’re just a couple of reporters from Freemasonry Today?
DARRELL
Possibly. I hadn’t thought of that. And … there’s one possible other objective. It will depend on what we find when we get to Antarctica.
BUZZ
What is it?
DARRELL
We won’t know until we break the seal on the football we’ll be carrying.
BUZZ
How will we know when to break the seal?
DARRELL
If we find something called the Tesseract.
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INT. AN UNDERGROUND BUNKER IN TENNESSEE — SAME
SUPREMUS and MICHEL are speaking in an underground bunker surrounded by banks of equipment with blinking lights and radar screens. MICHEL is pacing, deep in thought.
SUPREMUS
What has you so agitated, Michel?
MICHEL
I sense … dissatisfaction with your lordship.
SUPREMUS
What people think of me now is irrelevant.
MICHEL
There are competitors.
SUPREMUS
And they will be revealed for what they are — impostors and frauds.
MICHEL
When? How?
SUPREMUS
When I have become the capstone, the destroying stone which puts all states under my command.
MICHEL
You’re referring to the ten toes … of iron and clay?
SUPREMUS
Yes. Having the Master Stone gives me an advantage none of the impostors have. Have you finished filling out your grid?
MICHEL
I need for you to review it, to see if I have made any mistakes. The symbolism is abstruse. I can’t make out the players, the actors and who will be doing what.
SUPREMUS
When you’re finished I’ll review it. You understand the woe and bowl judgments, correct? The seven seals?
MICHEL
I have them identified and listed in the grid, yes. Who will be the angels who will deliver these judgments?
SUPREMUS
Those whom I will summon.
MICHEL
To what extent will the ten horns have a say in how these judgments are carried out?
SUPREMUS
They’ll be observers like everyone else. They’ll watch as I advance the destruction, bringing them ultimately to their knees. So that when the new heavens and the new earth are created … there will be no other choice for the one to rule but me. Only I know the plan as to how all of this is to play out … as well as you, if you’re diligent in your study.
MICHEL
I’ll have the grid for you to review shortly. Perhaps tomorrow.
SUPREMUS
Good. Your role in the destruction is essential. I cannot do it, Michel, by myself. There are two beasts.
MICHEL
I’ll be ready to play my part. Already I sense my acquisition of power.
SUPREMUS
We have no competitors, Michel. That will be proved. Have you gotten rid of Rex?
MICHEL
He has been dispatched.
SUPREMUS
Banished? Never to return?
MICHEL
Yes, your lordship.
SUPREMUS
You’ll thank me one day that I’ve rid you of all your distractions.
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DARRELL and BUZZ continue their conversation.
BUZZ
There’s something about this little expedition that you’re not telling me.
DARRELL
No there isn’t. I’m every bit as much in the dark as you are. If not more so. There are things you’re not telling me.
BUZZ
I don’t like the plan, which amounts to following a guide to the North Pole to look for some mythical place and a passage to other dimensions. How many are there?
DARRELL
Densities. We don’t know. Four maybe. I don’t know if we will ever fully know.
BUZZ
And how do we gain access, if there is some way in at all?
DARRELL
Salim is on it. He has a way.
BUZZ
And these keys. What are they?
DARRELL
I don’t know. Salim knows.
BUZZ
That’s not good enough. I’m bringing hardware.
DARRELL
Suit yourself.
BUZZ
I have my own keys.
… to be continued


