back to the viewer, before a wall of frescoes.
DA VINCI
Lho fatto.
Spinning back around, using the edge of his cloak, Da
Vinci pulls out the large gleaming crystal with a pop.
INT. DA VINCIS WORKSHOP
With an accompanying blast of smoke, Da Vinci bursts
through some double doors into his workshop, sadly
reflecting upon the crystal in one hand and the tonged
bar in the other.
His workshop is a spen
back in stunned silence. One of them, DAVID
WAGNER, sits in the front row with a pencil in his mouth.
Nobody moves ...
SCIENCE TEACHER
(chipper classroom tone)
Okay. Who can tell me what famine is?
CUT TO:
1958.
Birds are chirping. The sun is shining. All the hedges are
neatly pruned and the lawns are perfectly manicured. A sweet
stillness hangs over the SUBURBAN STREET, which is bathed in
beauti
state-of-the-art computing systems flash. Surveillance screens monitor news and police FREQUENCIES. Crimes worst nightmare.
Batman strides towards the rising steam-obscured pedestal which bears the sleek, redesigned Batmobile.
ROBIN appears in the door of his costume vault, dressed in the black and red of his Nightwing costume.
Two dark avengers stand suited, ready to take back the night.
back to his book. Jacob
lays his head back and tries to relax. The engines continue
to drone.
Until a new noise starts. A WHOOSHING NOISE.
The sound is very faint. But distinct from everything else.
Jacob frowns.
The noise gets LOUDER. Jacobs sure hes hearing it now. He
looks at the Greyhaired Man. The man catches his eye and the
two of them stare at each other for a heartbeat - then Jacob
me to go against a priest? Get
excommunicated? You think Im nuts?
CHRISTY
You bastard!
VINCE
(trying to calm her)
We can still see each other. Just like
always. Its a different kind of sin.
Smaller.
CHRISTY
You pig!
Vince backs off, and starts searching for his jacket.
VINCE
Babe, its not me! I love you! Its
God!
CHRISTY
You lying sleazeball! The best years of
my life! What am I, garbage? Am I l