chapter 5
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 INT. HOSPITAL CORRIDOR. MOMENTS LATER.
 The two RNs are at a desk. Across from them is the hospital
 room containing John and Faith. 

 RN 1

 So what are you thinking? Chinese?

 RN2

 Nah, I don't like Chinese food. Too

 salty.

 RN 1

 Indian?

 RN2

 Too spicy.

 RN 1

 Italian? Maybe a nice Chicken Parm?

 RN 2

 I could go Italian.

 SUDDENLY, AN EXPLOSIVELY BRIGHT LIGHT ERUPTS FROM FAITH'S
 ROOM. THE TWO RNS LOOK AT EACH OTHER, THEN BEGIN TO HEAD
 TOWARDS THE ROOM.

 INT. HOSPITAL ROOM. CONTINUOUS
 FAITH/AURIEL is sitting on the edge of her bed, eyes shut
 tightly from pain. John is wincing.

 JOHN

 I'm afraid I'll have to ask that you

 not do that again.

 AURIEL
 (In pain)

 Who.. are you, sorcerer? 

 JOHN

 Nope, not a sorcerer, just a runic

 magician.

 HE GLANCES AT THE DOOR.

 AURIEL

 You... use symbols to do magic?

 JOHN 

 Yeah, exactly. There's not much time

 for explanation. In about three

 seconds two hideously stupid nurses

 are going to come through that door.

 They won't see me, but you need to lay

 back in bed and pretend to be asleep,

 or we've got a problem.

 AURIEL IS ENRAGED.

 AURIEL

 Do you know who I am? I am Auriel, the

 archangel of Light and Truth! I cannot

 "pretend" to do anything! It's

 dishonest, it's against my nature, not

 to mention my aspect!

 JOHN

 Well angel, if you hope to earn your

 wings back, you'd better do as I say.

 Doc Hollywood out there hears one word

 out of you about angels, light, and

 truth, and he'll lock you up faster

 than...
 (he searched for an anology)

 Faster than it'd take you to find a

 party in Sodom. Trust me, it's in your

 best interests to lie down, shut up,

 and listen to what I tell you.

 AURIEL, WITH A GREAT DEAL OF CONTROLLED FURY, LEANS BACK.

 AURIEL
 (under her breath)

 I was trained to use the Flaming Sword

 by the Lightbringer himself and this

 ignorant mortal is delivering orders

 to me...

 JOHN, BY THE CANDLE ON THE TABLE.

 JOHN

 That's right sister, a situation you'd

 better get used to if you ever plan to

 get home.

 AURIEL

 Sister?... 

 AURIEL GLANCES UNDER THE THIN HOSPITAL BLANKET.

 AURIEL (CONT'D)

 By the silver city! I'm a woman! 

 JOHN
 (Under his breath)

 Hadn't exactly escaped my notice,

 sweetheart.

 HE BLOWS OUT THE CANDLE, AND THE ROOM IS BATHED IN DARKNESS
 JUST MOMENTS BEFORE THE RNS COME IN. 

 RN 1 TURNS ON THE LIGHTS. NOTHING HAPPENS.

 RN 1

 Hmm. Must be an electrical problem.

 Would explain the light show.

 RN 2

 Yeah, we'll need to leave a note to

 call Facilities when they open. 

 THE RNS TURN TO LEAVE

 RN 1

 So... Italian?

 RN 2

 Nah, changed my mind. How about

 mexican?

 RN 1

 Well if you were looking to cause some

 real intestinal damage we could always

 get Indian food.

 THEY LEAVE, ONCE AGAIN PLUNGING THE ROOM INTO DARKNESS. THE
 CANDLE RELIGHTS, AND JOHN IS ONCE AGAIN STANDING IN THE
 CORNER. HE EXHALES, HEAVILY.

 JOHN

 OK, they're gone.

 A SMALL FIST SUDDENLY CROSSES HIS FACE. HE'S KNOCKED BACK
 INTO A CHAIR. 

 AURIEL IS STANDING OVER HIM, FURIOUS.

 AURIEL

 Start talking, trickster. How did I

 get to Earth?

 JOHN CRADLES HIS JAW IN HIS HAND

 JOHN
 (under his breath)

 I don't remember her hitting that

 hard..

 AURIEL

 Who's body is this? What is your

 involvement?

 JOHN

 Calm down, wings! Everything should

 come back to you in time. It's a long

 trip from Heaven.

 AURIEL CALMS DOWN SLIGHTLY AND BECOMES INTROSPECTIVE.

 AURIEL

 Trip... Fall... I fell from heaven? I

 fell from heaven. 

 JOHN IS PACKING ALL OF HIS TOTEMS AND FETISHES INTO A BAG. HE
 PLACES HIS BAG ON THE TABLE.

 JOHN

 Yeah, well, I hear that Heaven's not

 all that it's made out to be.

 Supposedly its crowded and parking's a

 bitch. Alot like Disney World.

 AURIEL
 (to herself)

 I cant feel anyone else. I'm all

 alone. 

 JOHN

 Welcome to the club, sweetheart. 

 HE TOSSES HER A BUTTON-DOWN SHIRT AND PAIR OF PANTS FROM THE
 BAG.

 JOHN (CONT'D)

 Here. She used to like to wear these

 whenever she stayed over my flat. 

 AURIEL

 Who are you talking about?

 JOHN CONTINUES TO PACK OF HIS EQUIPMENT WHILE HE SAYS:

 JOHN

 Alright, quick introduction, then

 we're checking out. My name is John

 Constantine. I'm a runic magician,

 which means that I use symbols as a

 focus for magic. Which... you already

 know. YOU, are Auriel, fallen angel--

 AURIEL
 (interrupting)

 Archangel!

 JOHN SQUEEZES HIS EYES SHUT IN FRUSTRATION.

 JOHN

 Yeah. Archangel. Fine. You are the

 fallen archangel of light, truth, and

 fire. You are in the body of my ex

 girlfriend, who's soul was somehow

 stolen by somebody that needs the soul

 of a virgin. Which, as you know, is

 the baking soda of alot of bad mojo

 magic. A key ingredient, but if

 misused, can make a real nice mess.

 AURIEL BEGINS TO STRIP, WITHOUT PRETENSION OR SHAME. THERE IS
 NO SEXUAL DISTINCTION AMONG ANGELS.

 JOHN TURNS AROUND, IN SHOCK, AND WITH A BIT OF RELUCTANCE.

 AURIEL

 You still haven't answered my

 question, Magus. How did I end up in

 your girlfriend's body? Why am I here?

 JOHN

 Ex-Girlfriend. And you're in her body

 becuase I put you there. A Flaming...

 Are you done changing yet, because...

 JOHN TURNS AROUND.

 JOHN (CONT'D)

 You are. Good. A Flaming Jack of

 Spades, could you think of a better

 symbol for the Archangel of Fire then

 a Flaming Jack of Spades? And you're

 here because this is quite the puzzle,

 and I need as much help as I can get.

 Who better than the angel of truth to

 help solve a mystery?

 AURIEL

 And why should I help you, human? Why

 wouldn't I just go home to my brothers

 and sisters in the silver spires?

 JOHN PICKS UP HIS BAG IN PREPARATIONS TO LEAVE.

 JOHN

 Because last time I checked, heaven's

 bouncer carried a list. And getting on

 that list wasn't the easiest task in

 existence, especially for a fallen

 angel.

 AURIEL
 (under her breath)

 Archangel.

 JOHN

 Even better. Tell me, does it hurt

 when they tear your wings off of your

 back and make you fall through an

 endless abyss? 

 JOHN TOSSES HER HIS BAG, WHICH SHE JUST BARELY CATCHES

 JOHN (CONT'D)

 Seems to me like your only chance to

 make it home is to stick with me and

 help me find her soul. 

 AURIEL THINKS THIS OVER FOR A MOMENT.

 AURIEL

 Just one question, mortal. How is it

 that this woman was both your ex

 girlfriend and a virgin? 

 JOHN HANDS AURIEL FAITH'S GLASSES.

 JOHN

 Yeah, well, there's a reason she's my

 EX-girlfriend.

 DISGUSTED WITH JOHN, AURIEL SNATCHES THE GLASSES.

 JUST AS SHE TURNS TO FOLLOW JOHN OUT OF THE ROOM, AURIEL
 SAYS:

 AURIEL

 What's my name?

 JOHN
 (puzzled)

 Auriel, the Archangel of Truth...

 AURIEL
 (Interrupting)

 No, my body. Your ex-girlfriend must

 have had a name. What was it?
 Note: This is the first time the audience find out Faith's
 first name. 

 JOHN

 Faith. Her name is... 
 (he corrects himself)

 her name was... Faith.
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