*Halls of the White House, Diana Prince (DP) accompanied by Young Trevor (YT) walks along, escorted by secret service and some officials.

YT: Are you nervous?

DP: I've briefed generals before.

YT: What was it like?

DP: (flashback to WW2017, the British general saying, "Who *is* this woman?" and Steve Trevor pushing her, as she rails at the general). It went great. (she says, trying to pep talk herself)

YT: (to one of the officials walking with them) Why are we at the White House? I thought this was for the Pentagon.

Official_Smith: Dutch said he wanted to hear this himself. I hope it's good.

DP: Who's 'Dutch'?

(Security opens the big wooden double doors to reveal the oval office, with Reagan seated at the desk and a semi-circle of generals and officials seated on either side. It's an 80's film; it has to have Reagan, and it has to be a digital recreation that looks just like him, not an actor playing him. The audience has to gasp and say, 'They brought Reagan back!")

Official_Smith: Mr. President, may I present Dr. Diana Prince, Director of Antiquities from the Louvre.

RR: (rises, comes over to clasp Diana's hand). Welcome Dr. Prince.

DP: 'Diana,' please. A pleasure to meet you, sir. This is my first trip to America.

RR: Welcome to America, Diana. (to the rest of the room) Now I want you all on your best behavior. (laughter) We have to show Miss Prince why this is the greatest country in the world.

DP: Honored to be here.

RR: I've been looking forward to hearing you. The floor is yours. (RR shakes YT's and a few more hands as he returns to his seat, the lights dim, and DP's presentation is projected somewhere somehow, 80's style.)

DP: [blah blah, we discovered and soon thereafter lost a piece of the MacGuffin at the Louvre, and it will tip the scales of the Cold War unless we get the last piece before the Soviets do.]

General: Did you say 'MacGuffin'?

DP: That's right, 'MacGuffin.'

(The room grows eerily silent while the attendees whisper among themselves, "MacGuffin, MacGuffin.")

RR: (The lights come up and RR makes a stirring speech in Reaganesque style as to why the American way of life, of truth, justice, and freedom must prevail over the evil empire of lies, enslavement, and hate. "And I will order our most illustrious team of special agents to immediately find, secure, and bring back the MacGuffin at any cost, to preserve our way of life." Applause.)

(The room begins to empty as secret service escorts the president to his next appointment. RR stops to thank DP on his way out.)

RR: Thank you, Diana, for all your hard work. Our country owes you a debt of gratitude.

DP: Glad to be of service, sir. And I might know an agent or two who will be glad to provide support for your team on this important mission.

RR: Thank you, thanks again. All the best to you. It was a pleasure meeting you- (but he has forgotten her name) uh, and your name is?

DP: (somewhere in her demigoddess brain, DP knows RR's condition, and with tender compassion and warm encouragement she says, clasping his hands) Best of luck to you, sir, with everything.

RR: 'Diana'. ...That's it. Best of luck to you too, Diana.

DP: It's my first time in America.

RR: (hears it as though for the first time) Oh how wonderful. We're so glad to welcome you.

DP: (warmly and without condescension) And I think you have the *best* president in the whole world.

RR: I promise I won't tell Gorbachev.

DP: (laughs)

RR: Or maybe I will. (they laugh together)

*Cut to DP and YT walking on the streets of DC.

YT: So how do you think it went?

DP: Much better than the last time I briefed a room full of generals.

YT: And a president, this time.

DP: I wasn't expecting that. Which is good - I would have been so nervous going in.

YT: Reagan's a nice guy. Hey look, there he goes again. (RR is coming out of an office building in front of them.) Twice in one day!

RR: (He spots them as the secret service are escorting him towards the limousine. He waves with a smile as he passes right by.) Diana. Trevor.

SS: Step aside please. Ma'am. Sir. (DP and YT step back while RR et al. pass by them on their way to the limousine parked nearby.)

YT: (as he and DP continue on their way, opposite the direction of the president) He remembered my name.

DP: What a charming man. I like him.

(suddenly, behind them, gunfire is heard, and DP and YT turn around to see the president falling to the ground with a cluster of secret service around him, and the assailant pinned to the ground. DP takes a step towards the horrific scene, then she just falls to her knees as the limo speeds away).

DP: Noooo! Noooo. Why would anyone do that? Why? (buries face in hands)

YT: (Gets down to comfort her, but there are no words to be said. And the camera pulls back from the sorrowful scene)

*cut to the operating room. Large team of docs and nurses surrounding the patient, all very ad hoc, under the circumstances.

Doc: [blah blah medical]

Doc2: It doesn't look good.

Doc: I'm afraid there's not much we can do at this point.

DP: (with surgical mask and garb, looking quite the surgeon, steps forward from the back row). Why don't we [blah blah medical]

Doc: Be my guest.

Doc2: (to Doc1, quietly so as not to be rude). Who is she again?

Doc: She's with the president's team. I think she said.

DP: Mr. President, we're going to put you under for a little while, while I try to [blah medical]

RR: (clasps DP's forearm). Are you a republican?

DP: We're all republican today, sir.

RR: Tell Nancy I'm sorry. I forgot to duck.

(DP, docs and nurses doing their thing etc...)

*cut to DP alone on the hotel rooftop at night, looking out at the city skyline, the Washington Monument looming in the distance.

YT: (approaching). There you are. I've been looking for you all afternoon.

DP: (at the end of a long horrid day, she has become calm, philosophical) It makes no sense... The hate... The violence... No reason at all. (she looks to YT for an answer, but no one has the answer to these questions)

YT: Come. Maybe tomorrow will be better.

DP: ...what can we do...

YT: We can only do our very little part...and let everyone else do their very little part. Don't think about the world or you'll go crazy. Just think about what's in your reach.

DP: (Stretches a hand of spread fingers over the city.) I wish I could reach each one.

(And the two shadowy figures make their way)

*end of scene

*a lighter scene: the Villain(ess) is trying to take over the USA while RR is out of action. This sets the stage for a fight scene, somewhere in DC (White House?). YT is unaccompanied while various bad guys (super villains(ess) and henchmen) take their positions. YT is unseen and not a target, but he senses he is in the middle of where alot of bad things are about to happen. Suddenly Wonder Woman (WW) drops down from a rooftop or other elevation, landing next to him. It's the first time he's seen her outfit in good light.

YT: (startled, then recognizing her, then giving her outfit a good look. With approval,) I like the red.

WW: Thanks. (appreciative, and then she switches into serious mode. Looks around assessing the situation.) We need to [blah blah tactical].

YT: Not going to be easy. Do you have any...powers to go along with the outfit?

WW: The outfit *is* the power.

YT: (gives a look like "seriously?") We're going to need more than just style here, sweetheart.

WW: (blocks a bullet in front of YT's face. It's the first bullet of the battle, probably intended for her.)

YT: (after reacting) Stylish and practical. I like it.

WW: And it's comfortable too. (She leaps straight up onto something above them)

YT: Jump boots?

WW: That was all me. (and off she runs)

*fighting etc, until they meet up again during the battle. Both of them exhausted, taking a breather where they find themselves in a safe place for the moment.

YT:. It must be nice. Being able to do so much.

WW: It's a blessing. (quieter)...and a curse.

YT: (looks over at her for a response)

WW: Sometimes I wish I were ordinary. Just like you. -no offense.

YT: None taken. (very quietly only to himself) sometimes I wish I were freaky...

WW: (continues, oblivious) I wish I could have a normal life...you know: fall in love, make some babies...have breakfast, go to work...grow old together.

YT: Sounds nice.

WW: I'm no good at the 'grow old' part. I can do incredible things, but the most natural thing, I can't do. (pauses, growing sad) I lose everybody.

YT: (sincerely, with sympathy) Who knew dying was such a skill.

WW: I can die.

YT: I thought you were a god?

WW: The gods died, and I'm only half a god.

YT: (gives her a look to tell the story)

WW: I used to think I was just a regular amazon.

YT: A *regular* amazon.

WW: Yeah, maybe not even as good as the regular ones. But then I met this guy. And he says Zeus is my father. And then some strange things started happening.

YT: (priceless look as he thinks "you're telling me")

WW: So I think it's all true.

YT: I think it's true too. (being sympathetic, and based on everything he's seen so far). But you shouldn't believe everything a guy tells you.

WW: I used the lasso. (proud of herself)

*speaking of which, a bad guy shows up and she starts lassoing, and the fight scene proceeds to its end. WW prevents Villain(ess) from taking over the reins of government. That is, WW saves the USA from a (somewhat clandestine) coup. At some point in the fight, WW uses the lasso of truth to learn from the Villain(ess) that the last missing piece of the MacGuffin lies in the Vatican archives.)

*end of scene

*Vatican scene.

*WW has gone to the storage level of the Vatican museum to find the last MacGuffin piece. It's daytime. She slinks around with cowl, thinking she might be being followed, since the bad guys are also seeking the same thing. She sees shadows around every corner, but pilfers what she needs, and makes her way out of the building's door, into the daylight, thinking she is in the clear, when suddenly a halberd comes right in front of her face.

Swiss Guard: Are you lost, sister? (She is wearing the cowl)

WW: Scusi. (hoping to be on her way without further explanation)

Swiss Guard: (blocking her way with the wood of the halberd). What were you doing in there.

WW: Are there any confessions today?

Swiss Guard: (after a suspicious pause) Try the basilica. (and he points the way across the complex)

WW: (makes her way across St. Peter's square, the Swiss Guard keeping a suspicious eye on her from his vantage point all the way. She enters the basilica and wanders throughout its cavernous interior, planning to be on her way after a few minutes.)

Bad guy: (behind her shoulder) Sia lodato Gesu Cristo. (they are both facing an artwork depicting Christ, above one of the side altars)

WW: Sempre sia lodato.

Bad guy: (coming beside her, they both still face the altar). It's a sin to steal...sister. Let me help you put back what you took, where it belongs. (He holds out his hand for the MacGuffin piece)

WW: It belongs...in a safe place. (and she's off, into the crowd, weaving here and there, bumping into a variety of bad guys but no fisticuffs. She disappears in a group of similarly dressed nuns and the bad guys corner one of them, who turns out not to be WW.

WW: (spots a confessional in the basilica marked for Polish speaking pilgrims. She ducks in for a temporary hiding place)

JP: (it's an 80's film so it has to have Pope John Paul II in it. He was known to hear confessions in the basilica under cover, each year.) Laudetur Iesus Christus. (says a strong low voice with a Polish accent from the other side of the grill)

WW: In saecula saeculorum. Amen. Excuse me father, I am not here to confess.

JP: Perhaps God has brought you here for a reason, even so. Is there something troubling your soul?

WW: (peeking out the curtain, spots some bad guys and closes the curtain again) Right now there are about five things troubling me. (objecting to his reference to God,) And I'm afraid all the gods have died, so I'm on my own.

JP: If it died, it was not God. Even the angels never die.

WW: (considering what JP has said) Just we humans, then? We are the only lucky ones to die. (she is bitter about losing the humans she loves)

JP: Die? (Shades of Gandalf talking to Pippin). Oh no: we leave this world for our true home, but never die. We are immortal spirits, made in the image of the Immortal Spirit. And God has placed his Spirit in *you*.

WW: If someone dies...is there a chance...would it be possible for me to see them again?

JP: We shall all meet in God.

WW: (ready to leave) Thank you father, you have given me some hope.

JP: And you say a prayer for me.

WW: Yes, father. (she gets up to leave, still behind the curtain though)

JP: (and because he is St. John Paul, he has a few more things to say) ...Do not fear, you will find him again. Indeed you never lost him. He is with you always, even now.

WW: (pauses for a thought, but does not reply. She peeks out the curtain, and at every Exit she sees a bad guy stationed.)

JP: And something tells me I should mention to you: the stairs inside the pillar of St. Longinus will take you straight to the rooftop. If that makes sense. It's a glorious day God has made, why don't you breathe the fresh air.

WW: (spots pilgrims entering the stairway inside the massive hollowed pillar.) That's just what I was looking for. Thank you...

JP: Go in peace.

(WW leaves unobtrusively, making her way to the pillar staircase, while two Swiss guards and a cleric handler have stationed themselves outside the confessional to bring the pope to his next appointment. "It's time to go, your holiness." John Paul II emerges from the confessional, and takes time to greet the pilgrims there. This should be portrayed by a digital JP and not just an actor playing JP, so the audience will gasp, "oh my goodness, they brought back John Paul!" He was in fine form in the 80's, young, vigorous, with a twinkle in his eye.)

WW ascends the narrow spiral stairs until she emerges in the bright light of day. She looks up with a new sense of hope, and she takes a moment to breathe the air and look out over the square below. The pope has come out to greet the pilgrims there. WW takes out the MacGuffin piece to make sure she still has it, when suddenly shots ring out from the square below. WW looks around the rooftop, but then realizes she is not the target. She looks down into the square and sees the popemobile cutting through the crowd on its way to the hospital...and the security detail apprehending the shooter. There's nothing left for WW to do but cry, as she looks down like the Madonna on her children below.

WW: "Noooo! ...why? ...why?" (she cries, stretching out her arms with spread fingers over the people... But there are no answers...and she ends her agony crumpled up in a corner on the rooftop...as the scene fades to black...)

*end of scene