<SCENE>
James Bond strides into an office that is clearly M's: the swivel chair
at the window spins to reveal Michael, who is sitting there with his battleaxe
across his knees.
Michael : "I have a mission for you, 007."
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Belial, against a vast shadowy background, in a bruiser vessel, with arcs
of fire dancing about him. </SCENE>
<SCENE>
Jean, standing in the middle of a room filled with computer screens, watches
them scroll faster and faster with different predictions of disaster, then
go blank. Lightning flickers around him.
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Gabriel, brooding on the edge of her volcano in a female form and a fetching
black leather jacket and trousers, stares into the lava, and murmurs, "We
are betrayed..."
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
A Malakite staggers away from a spreading cloud of gas, in the Groves, and
collapses to one knee, still clutching his sword: he coughs, spitting blood
onto the ground, as the gas spreads behind him. </SCENE>
<SCENE>
Bond, impeccably dressed, at the door of a brilliantly-lit club.
He says to the winged-lion Cherubim who crouch by the entrance, "The
name is Bond. James Bond."
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
A buzzing Casino, filled with blessed souls and angels. Bond is
standing by the baccarat table, as Marc steps into view.
Marc : "Perhaps I should be the dealer for this game, Mr Bond."
Bond : "I wouldn't want to cramp your style."
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
A vivid explosion takes out one of the Council Spires, filmed close up.
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
An elegant Lilim in a business suit is standing on a deserted stage, the
footlights catching her in a flat remorseless light.
Lilim, to someone sitting in the auditorium : "It was a Deal."
The crack of a pistol rings out, and she falls, face surprised for a moment,
a red stain spreading across the breast of her suit.
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Bond embraces Gabriel, and she folds her arms round him, the two of them
silhouetted by the burning magma of the volcano.
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Dominic and Michael face each other, both in Seraphic form, in the Council.
Dominic : "He goes too far."
Michael : "Are you afraid of what he may find out, brother?"
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Jean offers Bond something small with exotic flashing lights. They're in
a concrete-walled building.
Bond : "Warehouse 23?"
Jean : "It is my objective opinion that we are running out of options."
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Lilith lounges against the stone arches of a bridge, and chews
her lower lip. Bond stands in the opposite arch, hands in the pockets of
his dinner jacket.
Lilith : "I have the information you need, James."
Bond : "The truth your Daughter died for?"
Lilith : "She was a fool."
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Laurence, wings obsidian and gleaming in the dawn light, paces
down a marble hall. Bond walks beside him.
Laurence : "I cannot order you to do this."
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Belial snarls, picks up Bond by the front of his jacket, and throws
him across the room. "Too late!"
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Gabriel screams, throwing her head back, and begins to shift into
a figure of pure fire: around her, the wood of Yves' Library crackles and
smokes in the rising heat, and little flames catch at the shelves and books.
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Bond stands in a well-kept study, gun drawn, as a pale-winged Marc
steps out of the shadows.
Bond : "You're selling *what*?"
Marc : "It's the ultimate business deal."
Bond : "And what do you propose to do with the other Archangels?"
Marc, shrugging : " 'Everything must go?' "
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Belial drags a screaming Novalis through long book-lined corridors
that change from the soothing light of Yves' Library to the shadows of Kronos'
Archives. A gunshot rings off a metal fitting above their heads.
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Lilith smiles at Bond, and turns a flickering globe of light between
her fingers. "Do you know how easy it would be to crush this?"
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Bond abseils down one of the Council Spires, by starlight, and
edges to peer into a window.
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Laurence looks out over the walls of Heaven, Michael beside him.
They both have fresh blood on their drawn weapons.
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Belial laughs, the sound insane, and raises a flamethrower.
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Marc and Bond by the card-table, in the Casino. Bond reaches across
to turn a hand of four Aces and a Joker.
Marc, smiling : "All Aces, Mr Bond."
Bond : "Aces count high."
Marc : "Low, I'm afraid. House rule."
Bond's mouth curls : "I'm changing the rules."
</SCENE>
<SCENE>
Screen goes black. The sound of a gunshot.
</SCENE>
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