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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.
