MARVEL KNIGHTS
#5.2
“FAMILY AND FRIENDS”
STORY, CHUCK DIXON
PENCILS,
ED BARRETO
INKS,
KLAUS JANSON
PAGE ONE
SPLASH
The Punisher dominates this page.
We’re looking up at him from a slightly low angle. He’s in
a tank-top undershirt with a Colt .45 auto shoved in the waist of his pants.
Since his arms and part of his chest will be bare show some old scar tissue.
He’s tossing rectangular objects toward us. These will turn out to be
photographs. If you show a background you’ll mostly be showing the ceiling from
this angle. He’s in a room in a rundown hotel. The ceiling is cracked and
water-stained.
CAPTION:
(PUNISHER NARRATION) War Journal entry.
CAPTION:
Changing challenges into opportunities is all a part of war.
CAPTION:
This crowd presents a golden opportunity.
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PAGES TWO AND THREE
BIG SPREAD
We’re looking over Frank’s shoulder at photos tossed on a
Punisher skull tunic spread lying atop a military style cot. The photos are
surveillance shots of the member of the Marvel Knights team. Arrange them so
there’s a good shot of each by which there will be captions narrated by the
Punisher. Also on the bed is a cut down pump shotgun with some shells lying by
it. A copy of GUNS AND GEAR magazine. (I made this magazine up but ,ake it look
like a typical gun magazine.) There’s a sheath knife and few fragmentation
grenades. There’s also Punisher’s camera. Some expensive model with a long
telephoto lens on it. Just the standard Punisher litter. These should be
secondary to the photos which are the focal point here. Also, a little
telegraphing for events later on; a cockroach is crawling over Shang Chi’s
photos. It’s an itty bitty one. No big honkin’ waterbugs here.
The photos are surveillance photos not posed shots.
Punisher took them while spying on these guys. Take that into account.
TITLE: FAMILY AND FRIENDS
CAPTION: I’ve got these four
tracking me all over the city. That can be turned to my advantage if I can lead
them by the nose again.
CAPTION: These “heroes” come with pasts. They’re all
borderline. All outlaws.
BY DAREDEVIL’S PICTURES:
Daredevil. The altar boy. He’s got a mad-on for me that goes deeper than
personal. He’s brought the others together to hunt me. But there’s more. The
guy has some kind of sixth sense.
BY BLACK WIDOWS PICTURES: The
Black Widow. Natasha Romanov. Ex-KGB. Still with S.H.I.E.L.D. as far as I know.
With her resources she might be the most dangerous of the crew.
BY DAGGER’S PICTURES: They call
this one Dagger. I’ve run into her before. Some kind of freak. She throws
non-lethal daggers made of light. Not sure what that’s about. Usually partnered
with black male named Cloak. His whereabouts are unknown.
BY SHANG CHI’S PICTURES: Shang
Chi. This one interests me. Wicked fast with his hands and feet. Some kind of
living urban legend down in Chinatown .
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PAGE FOUR
PANEL ONE
Punisher stands holding Shang’s
photo. The cockroach crawls along the edge of it. Punisher’s eyes are narrowed.
Here we can establish the room behind him. It’s really run down with peeling
wall paper and busted down and scarred furniture. There’s a map of the Five
Boroughs of New York City tacked to the wall with some clippings from
newspapers by it.
CAPTION: I don’t know his story.
From conversations I’ve taped with this crowd there’s always hints about his
past.
CAPTION: Ties to some kind of
Asian organized crime figure. Major TRIAD action is my guess.
PANEL TWO
Punisher’s fingers pluck the cockroach from the edge
of the photo.
CAPTION: I’m sure it’s a family thing.
PANEL THREE
The roach pressed gently between
Frank’s index finger and thumb in the extreme foreground. We look past it to
see the background filled with Frank’s face bearing a cold expression. (Joe-
can we use a color gimmick to place the Punisher out of focus?)
CAPTION: I’ll dig around in this Shang Chi’s history
for the filth.
PANEL FOUR
Same as the previous panel
but now Punisher is in focus and the roach it’s crushed between his fingers.
SFX:
(TINY) gish!
CAPTION:
Then kill it.
PANEL FIVE
Cut to a tight close-up of Shang
Chi. He’s in combat pose with a hand held out ready into the extreme
foreground. He’s shirtless and bathed in sweat. His expression is cold and
concentrated on some off panel foe. The background is black and featureless.
TAILLESS BALLOON: SHANG CHI…YOU DISHONOR
ME.
SHANG CHI: I WAS BORN TO
DISHONOR.
PAGE FIVE
PANEL ONE
LARGE PANEL
High angle pullback shot. This is a dream so don’t worry
about reality too much. Ninjas surround Shang Chi. They have swords and chains
with weights on them and sais
TAILLESS BALLOON: ONCE IT AMUSED
ME TO LET YOU LIVE.
TAILLESS BALLOON: NO MORE.
TAILLESS BALLOON: I HAD HOPES YOU
WOULD SEE THE TRUTH OF THE WORLD.
PANEL TWO
He smacks aside a blow from a sai one ninja as he slams
the heel of his hand into the face of a second ninja.
TAILLESS BALLOON: BUT FOR ALL YOU HAVE SEEN.
TAILLESS BALLOON: FOR ALL YOUR SKILLS.
TAILLESS BALLOON: ALL YOUR STRENGTH.
PANEL THREE
He jumpkicks other ninjas into their pals spilling
them to the floor.
TAILLESS BALLOON: YOU ARE STILL A FOOL.
PAGE SIX
PANEL ONE
A ninja slashes Shang’s back as he’s backhanding a
ninja to the floor.
TAILLESS BALLOON: I WILL NOT SUFFER
A FOOL.
SHANG: uh!
PANEL TWO
Shang stumbles back as a chain wraps around his leg.
SHANG: unnh!
TAILLESS BALLOON: NOT FROM MY OWN HOUSE.
PANEL THREE
Ninjas close on him slashing and jabbing as Shang
falls.
TAILLESS BALLOON: NOT ONE WHO BEARS MY LEGACY.
PAGE SEVEN
PANEL ONE
A shadow falls over Shang lying on the floor cut and
bruised and bleeding. The wounds look mortal.
OFF PANEL: YOU WILL DIE NOW.
OFF PANEL: (LINKED) YOUR NAME AND
MEMORY EXPUNGED FROM ALL EXISTENCE.
OFF PANEL: (LINKED) AS THOUGH YOU NEVER EXISTED.
PANEL TWO
Shang looks up to see the
shadowed figure of Someone Who Could Be Fu Manchu standing over him. Fu is
leather-clad in a black leather outfit with lots of buckles and a long black
leather coat worn over it. His face is
in shadow. We see his long nailed fingers.
SHANG: (WEAK) father…
SWCFM: YOU ARE NO SON TO ME.
SWCFM: ALL THE WORLD AND MORE
COULD HAVE BEEN YOURS.
SWCFM: HAD YOU BUT SEEN THE TRUTH
OF THINGS.
PANEL THREE
Shang sits up suddenly on the
sleeping mat in his room established last issue. It was all a dream. He’s
dripping with sweat.
SHANG: (WEAK) guh?
OFF PANEL: I HEARD YOU MOVING ABOUT.
PANEL FOUR
He sits up further and sees his
“aunt” established last issue enters his room shyly with a tray with a cup of
tea and bowl of rice on it.
SHANG: AUNT MUI…
AUNT: I BROUGHT YOU TEA AND SOMETHING TO EAT.
SHANG: THAT WAS NOT NECESSARY, AUNT.
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PAGE EIGHT
PANEL ONE
Shang stands to accept the tray.
SHANG: YOU ARE TOO KIND.
AUNT: MY HUSBAND AND I HAVE WELCOMED YOU INTO OUR HOME AND OUR
HEARTS.
AUNT: IT IS GOOD TO HAVE A YOUNG
ONE HERE…
PANEL TWO
His “aunt” smiles sadly. There are tears in hr eyes.
AUNT: …ESPECIALLY AS OUR LOVELY LIN IS NOW GONE.
AUNT: AND YOU HAVE NO HOME OF YOUR OWN?
NO FAMILY?
PANEL THREE
Shang looks from under his brows
with a frown. His expression is grim in close-up.
SHANG: I PREFER NOT TO TALK ABOUT MY FAMILY.
PANEL FOUR
His aunt steps away as he is seated on the floor
eating from the bowl of rice.
AUNT: THAT IS TO BE RESPECTED.
AUNT: PLEASE ACCEPT OUR GIFT OF
FOOD AND OUR THANKS FOR YOUR EFFORTS TO FIND OUR DAUGHTER.
PANEL FIVE
She is backing from the room with
a wise smile, closing the door behind her as she goes.
AUNT: GOOD DAY TO YOU, SHANG
CHI.
SHANG: AND YOU, AUNT.
PANEL SIX
Shang looks at a single of grain
of rice held between the tips of his chopsticks. He looks at it with a grim
expression as though it held all the secrets of the world.
PAGE NINE
PANEL ONE
Moon Knight’s crescent moon shaped airship flies
over the city.
FROM AIRSHIP: SO, WHAT DO YOU THINK?
FROM AIRSHIP: I’M NOT SURE.
PANEL TWO
Moon Knight is in the pilot’s seat. Daredevil sits
in the co-pilot’s place.
MOON KNIGHT: WHAT’S NOT TO LIKE,
‘DEVIL?
MOON KNIGHT: YOU’RE SERIOUS ABOUT
A CRIMEFIGHTING ORGANIZATION. I’M SERIOUS ABOUT FINANCING IT.
MOON KNIGHT: A HEADQUARTERS.
VEHICLES. SURVEILLANCE EQUIPMENT.
DAREDEVIL: AND WHO SIGNS THE CHECKS?
PANEL THREE
Daredevil turns to smile at Moon
Knight who looks surprised. Even through his mask he can show some limited
expression.
DAREDEVIL: MOON KNIGHT OR MARC
SPECTOR?
MOON KNIGHT: HUH?
DAREDEVIL: YOUR IDENTITY HAS TO BE THE WORST KEPT SECRET IN OUR
COMMUNITY.
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PAGE TEN
PANEL ONE
Moon Knight returns to looking grim in close-up.
MOON KNIGHT: OKAY, WISE GUY. BUT THE OFFER STILL STANDS.
MOON KNIGHT: THINK OF WHAT YOU
AND YOUR FRIENDS COULD ACCOMPLISH
PANEL TWO
Daredevil turns to “look” out the
canopy on his side. Moon Knight turns to speak to him.
DAREDEVIL: I’LL TAKE IT UP WITH THEM.
MOON KNIGHT: I THOUGHT YOU WERE THE LEADER,
DAREDEVIL.
DAREDEVIL: WE’RE NOT THAT
ORGANIZED.
PANEL THREE
The airship flies over the Widow’s apartment
building.
FROM AIRSHIP: WE DON’T EVEN HAVE A NAME
FOR OURSELVES.
FROM APARTMENT BUILDING: WHAT ARE YOU DOING
HERE, FURY?
PANEL FOUR
We return to the scene with Fury
in the Widow’s apartment. He remains seated as last issue. The Widow stands
with hands on hips looking peeved. Dagger stands behind her as though seeking
cover from her.
FURY: I JUST WANTED TO ASK YOU ABOUT LOYALTIES,
NATASHA.
FURY: YOU’VE BEEN ON AN
UNAUTHORIZED MISSION
WIDOW: I’M NOT ON
PANEL FIVE
Fury speaks as he sits forward.
FURY: BUT YOU’RE STILL ON THE S.H.I.E.L.D. PAYROLL, HONEY.
FURY: THAT GIVES ME THE RIGHT TO
BE NOSY. YOU USED TO HONCHO THE AVENGERS, FOR CRIPE’S SAKE.
FURY: NOW THIS CROWD?
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PAGE ELEVEN
PANEL ONE
Fury stands. The Widow looks
really peeved now with Dagger looking uncertain behind her.
FURY: YOUR BOYFRIEND IN THE RED
PEE-JAYS ISN’T SO BAD. BUT FRANK CASTLE’S ANOTHER
STORY. THE GUY’S DANGEROUS.
WIDOW: WE’RE NOT ALLIED WITH THE PUNISHER. WE’RE HUNTING HIM.
FURY: ONE’S AS BAD AS THE OTHER.
WIDOW: I CAN HANDLE IT.
PANEL TWO
Widow frowns in close-up. Dagger is behind her
standing further back.
WIDOW: AND WHEN I RETURN TO ACTIVE DUTY WITH S.H.I.E.L.D.
YOU WILL HAVE MY UNDIVIDED
ATTENTION, COLONEL.
WIDOW: AND DON’T LET THE DOOR HIT YOU IN THE BACK ON THE WAY
OUT.
PANEL THREE
With a rueful smile Fury walks away from the ladies.
FURY: THAT’S MY WIDOW. NEVER
GIVE AN INCH.
FURY: WELL, G’NIGHT, LADIES.
DAGGER: (SMALL) GOOD NIGHT.
PANEL FOUR
Widow still looks angry as Dagger speaks up shyly
behind her.
DAGGER: YOU’RE A S.H.I.E.L.D. AGENT?
WIDOW: THAT’S HOW I PAY THE RENT.
DAGGER: THEY’RE LIKE SPIES AND
STUFF?
WIDOW: YES, DAGGER.
PANEL FIVE
Dagger smiles in close-up.
DAGGER: MAYBE THEY COULD HELP ME
FIND CLOAK THEN.
PAGE TWELVE
PANEL ONE
Establish a street corner. Night.
A guy in a New York Yankees start-up jacket is standing at a row of newspaper
machines. You know, those boxes you see on street corners. You put in your
money and swing the door in the front open and take out a paper. The guy is
pulling change from his pocket. He wears a Walkman earphones.
PANEL TWO
His hands plunking the change into the slot of a
DAILY BUGLE machine.
PANEL THREE
He looks bored as he pulls two papers from the stack
inside the box.
PANEL FOUR
Tight shot of him looking over
his shoulder with a touch of trepidation and surprise.
OFF PANEL: YOU TOOK TWO PAPERS.
GUY: huh?
PANEL FIVE
Cloak stands on the sidewalk
behind him as the guy turns pulling the earphones from his ears.
CLOAK: YOU PAID FOR ONE PAPER BUT YOU TOOK TWO.
GUY: SO WHAT?
PANEL SIX
Low angle shot. Cloak walks away
alone on the street. The guy is gone. The Walkman and earphones lie on the
sidewalk in the foreground. Sheets of newspaper are blown off the two dropped
papers on a sudden wind.
WALKMAN: (TINY MUSICAL NOTES)
PAGE THIRTEEN
PANEL ONE
A guy is being thrown through a
window toward us. He has his back to us as he comes through the front window of
a neighborhood bar and out toward the sidewalk. Neon beer signs shatter as the
body impacts on them.
MICKEY: unnh!
PANEL TWO
Looking from inside the bar as Frank
Castle comes through the busted out glass. The guy lying on the sidewalk in a
litter of glass is Mickey Fondozzi. He’s trying to sit up. He’s frightened.
Mickey is previously established in Punisher continuity. He’s an informer for
Frank and low level mob figure. Have him in a dark shirt with some gold chains
and an ID bracelet. I’ll send reference.
PUNISHER: YOU KNOW BETTER THAN TO
LIE TO ME, MICKEY.
MICKEY: YOU’RE NUTS. YOU CAN’T DO THIS
TO ME.
PUNISHER: THAT’S WHERE YOU’RE WRONG.
PANEL THREE
Frank stands straddling Mickey and
pulls him up by the shirtfront even as he shoves the barrel of Colt .45 in
Mick’s face.
PUNISHER: I ASKED YOU A QUESTION AND
YOU TELL ME YOU’RE NOT CONNECTED ANY
MORE.
MICKEY:
buh-BUT YOU KILL CONNECTED GUYS.
PUNISHER: NOT ONES I HAVE A USE FOR. GIVE ME SOMETHING BIG.
PAGE FOURTEEN
PANEL ONE
Mickey
forces a smile despite the gun aimed at his face.
MICKEY: OKAY…SOMETHING BIG…OKAY…
MICKEY: YOU HATE DRUG GUYS, RIGHT? THERE’S A NEW PLAYER.
PANEL TWO
Reverse
angle from Mickey’s POV of the Punisher scowling.
MICKEY: OVER AT THE PROJECTS NEAR THE MANHATTAN BRIDGE
MICKEY: THEY CALL HIM DADDY WRONGLEGS. A REAL FREAK.
PANEL THREE
Mickey blabs as the Colt is shoved
into his cheek.
MICKEY: DESIGNER DRUGS. REAL FREAKY
STUFF.
MICKEY: THAT BIG ENOUGH?
PANEL FOUR
Punisher
crouches over Mickey and playfully slaps his face. Punisher is reholstering his
Colt.
PUNISHER: GOOD BOY, MICKEY.
PUNISHER: TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF, OKAY?
PANEL FIVE
Mickey
sits on his ass on the sidewalk looking indignant as Punisher walks away.
MICKEY: HEY…HOW ‘BOUT SOMETHING FOR
THE EFFORT?
PAGE FIFTEEN
PANEL ONE
Check out ABOVE NEW YORK page 133.
Large panel
Punisher is atop one of the
towers on the Manhattan
Bridge Brooklyn
side where we see those ugly buildings down in the right hand corner of the
photo. These are public housing high-rises. He has on a windbreaker jacket that
is blowing in the high wind to reveal two holstered .45 Colts worn at the small
of his back.
CAPTION: (PUNISHER’S JOURNAL) I
know this place.
CAPTION: Building C was taken
over by a Haitian mob a year ago.
CAPTION: They turned the place
into a fortress.
CAPTION: If Mickey Fondozzi is
right this Wronglegs took it away from them.
CAPTION: I could use the altar
boy and his crew on this one.
PANEL TWO or INSET PANEL WITH THE ABOVE AS A SPLASH
Binocular shot looking down at the entrance of one of the
buildings. There’s a scorched car up on a blocks and a rusting and deserted
playground swing and some scrubby weeds. Some trash and dead leaves blow on the
wind. But there is no other sign of life.
CAPTION:
But the place is a graveyard.
CAPTION:
Not the junkie supermarket Mickey says it is.
PAGE SIXTEEN
PANEL ONE
Punisher moves low across the lot
between scrubby trees and abandoned cars. He has an M-16 with an underslung
grenade launcher and drum magazine in his gloved fists. He’s not wearing the
windbreaker now so we can clearly see his skull tunic. He’s wearing nightvision
goggles on his face.
CAPTION: He knows better than to
shine me on.
CAPTION: I do a recon.
PANEL TWO
From the protection of a tree he
watches the front of the building. One of the double front doors stands open.
It’s a steel plate door with a vent at eye level.
CAPTION: Zero security.
CAPTION: No guards. No lookouts.
Not even a screaming boom box anywhere.
PANEL THREE
He moves toward the entrance.
He’s looking around. The M-16 remains trained on the front entrance.
CAPTION: Is this Daddy Wronglegs
that confident?
CAPTION: Or is it something else?
PANEL FOUR
He is braced in the doorway with the M-16 held low
and pointed inside.
CAPTION: I hate mysteries.
PAGE SEVENTEEN
PANEL ONE
He moves through the lobby as
seen through a doorway in the foreground. The lobby is rundown and covered with
many, many layers of graffiti. Human figures lie in the dark in the foreground.
CAPTION: Junkies on the nod or
crackheads sleeping it off.
CAPTION: Dozens of them.
PANEL TWO
Punisher uses the barrel of the
M-16 to pull aside a layer of old blankets and cardboard covering a couple of
inert people lying on the floor in a corner of the lobby.
CAPTION: It’s hard to tell
they’re alive. Breathing shallow.
CAPTION: They don’t even move
when I touch them.
PANEL THREE
Detail shot. Punisher’s hand
pulls aside the shirt front of a man dressed in layers of tattered clothing. We
see the man’s exposed chest and the flesh is covered with what looks like a
strange, scaly rash.
CAPTION: Some kind of lesions or
growths on them. Their body temperatures are low.
CAPTION: Is this a side effect of
some new designer drug?
PANEL FOUR
Punisher moves past busted open
elevators that have water running down from above from a busted water main.
CAPTION: The lab and money rooms
were on the tenth floor.
CAPTION: I’m betting they still
are.
PAGE EIGHTEEN
PANEL ONE
Punisher moves up a firestairs
stairwell with the gun held ready. On the landings and many of the steps
there’s other inert folks lying covered with blankets and old clothes.
CAPTION: Hundreds more junkies.
CAPTION: They’re asleep
everywhere. Not moving. Barely breathing.
PANEL TWO
Punisher moves down a hallway
toward a steel plated doorway at the end of the hall. The door lies open and
hanging from one hinge. The walls and ceiling before the door are scarred and
torn by many bulletholes.
CAPTION: The Haitians’ forted-up
compound.
CAPTION: Somebody took them out
hard.
PANEL THREE
Punisher inspects the bulletholes
and blood spatters on the walls near the doorway.
CAPTION: Massive firefight took
place here.
CAPTION: Lots of casualties if
the blood is any proof.
PANEL FOUR
Punisher moves into the area
beyond the steel doorway. There’s a heavy machine gun on a tripod set up on a
table with piles of empty shellcasings under it.
CAPTION: Still not a sound.
CAPTION: The hairs on the back of
my neck say TRAP.
CAPTION: But they didn’t have to
let me get this far.
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PAGE NINETEEN
PANEL ONE
Punisher moves down a hallway
with his back to a wall and the M-16 held ready. More bullet and shotgun damage
is visible here.
CAPTION: A hissing sound here.
CAPTION: Regular and low with a
hum to it.
CAPTION: I move toward the lab.
PANEL TWO
He moves into a dark room where a
figure is seated in a large padded chair with its back to a boarded up window.
The figure is backlit by moon light. The figure is huge and bulky and dressed
in a stained raincoat that covers it like a tent. It looks like the figure
might be that of a grossly fat man. Like a half ton of grossly fat man. The back of the figure is hunched with sloping
shoulders. The figure’s head is lower than the back to conceal the shape of the
head. Punisher keeps his gun trained on it.
CAPTION: The smell here is
overpowering. Sweet and musky.
CAPTION: The hiss and hum are
louder here.
PUNISHER: ARE YOU THE GUY THEY
CALL DADDY WRONGLEGS?
PUNISHER: ANSWER ME.
PANEL THREE
View through Punisher’s night
lenses. The view is blurry and greenish. We see the figure backlit from behind
which obscures the facial area.
CAPTION: The hum and hiss are
coming from him.
CAPTION: I line up on his chest.
One twitch and it’s a center shot.
PANEL FOUR
From behind the figure in the
extreme foreground. An appendage emerges from under the raincoat. It’s not
human. It’s an insectoid limb with claws and carpace and tangles of sinew.
Punisher steps back with weapon ready
CAPTION: He twitches all right.
CAPTION: In all the wrong
places.
SFX: (RISING) HSSSSSSSST!
PAGE TWENTY
SPLASH
Frank is backing away as a big
old ugly alien thingy leaps at him from that chair and reaches for him with
long insect limbs. This doesn’t come out of nowhere. This all hooks up with
some crossover going on with the major Marvel books.
The alien should be insectoid with several more limbs than
we so. Big, multi-jointed limbs with wicked hooks and spurs on them. It’s head
is up to you but should have some wicked mandibles that slew spittle about.
Eyes can be small and multi-faceted. It also has some alien symbol tattoos on
its exo-skeleton. It’s definitely and alien, sentient being and not just a big
bug.
Frank is fast enough to start
blasting at the creature. The scene is lit by its muzzleflash. Empty
shellcasings are flying like popcorn.
CAPTION:
Now I know how he got his name.
SFX:
(GUN) BRRRRRRRRT!
SFX: HSST!
HSSSSSSS!
PAGE TWENTY ONE
PANEL ONE
Shang sits in his room and writes
in a bound journal. He’s writing in Chinese letters with a brush. Columns right
to left.
CAPTION: “YOUR HOSPITALITY AND
GENEROSITY SERVE ONLY TO DEEPEN MY SHAME. I FAILED TO SAVE AND PROTECT YOUR
DAUGHTER.
PANEL TWO
He is packing his meager
possessions, the few books, into a leather backpack kind of deal. He is dressed
in a T-shirt and jeans and Wrangler jacket. Remember that he never wears shoes.
CAPTION: “AND SO MUST LEAVE YOU
AS MY PAIN AT MY FAILURE GROWS TOO GREAT TO BEAR.
PANEL THREE
He comes down the stairs to the bakery on the first
floor.
CAPTION: “BUT KNOW THAT I CARRY
YOU IN MY HEART AS THOUGH YOU WERE MY OWN BLOOD.
PANEL FOUR
He stands in the doorway to the
back room of the bakery. There, among spilled flour, lie the bodies of his
“uncle” and “aunt”.
CAPTION: “EVEN MORE PRECIOUS THAN MY OWN BLOOD.
PANEL FIVE
He is crouched over them and turned to look off
panel at the source of a voice.
OFF PANEL: HAVE YOU NEVER SEEN SUCH BRUTALITY?
OFF PANEL: (LINKED) HAVE YOU NEVER SEEN SUCH CRUELTY?
OFF PANEL: (LINKED) IF THAT IS SO…
PAGE TWENTY TWO
SPLASH
Shang is on one knee in the
foreground turned with fisted hands to see Zaran emerging from shadows at the
rear of the bakery. Zaran is festooned with weapons as before. A toothy smile
of cruel pleasure creases his face. This is a “big money” shot emphasizing
Zaran.
ZARAN: …THEN YOU DO NOT REMEMBER ZARAN THE WEAPONS MASTER.
ZARAN: YOUR FATHER SENDS HIS
REGARDS.
TO BE CONTINUED!!!!
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