Angel and May

G02-E12 - Five of Pentacles

Barry Haworth / David Lomas / Erin Byrne / Melanie Blizard / Mitzi Clifford / Monique Molnar / Steven Cameron / Vivien Braybrook Season 5 Episode 12

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The fire lyre is a hot mix, but the mafia don't like the result.

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                 THE TAROT INTERVENTION - G02-E12-FIVE OF PENTACLES
                 GANDER-ETTEILLA conducts her last reading through the
                 sparks of the Tesla coil, whilst forces beyond her
                 control are gathering.

                 In the Five of Pentacles, two people walk through the icy
                 wind and snow; both are destitute and living in poverty.
                 One man is injured and on crutches, while the other is
                 barefoot and has only a thin blanket to protect him from
                 the bleak winter weather. Behind them sits a church with
                 its lit up and exuding warmth, a symbol of hope, faith
                 and spiritual support. However, because the two people
                 are so focused on their plight, they fail to see that
                 help is available to them and continue on in their
                 desperate journey.



                 EXT. ELECTRIC DREAMS FAIRGROUNDS - TENT - THE FIRE
                 LYRE

                 This is the scene where the CARNAGE directs his gang of
                 mad clowns to torch the Retrograde.

                 Inside a small side tent in the Lost Fairgrounds, the
                 lighting is dim. A soft, ambient glow emanates from
                 ornate lanterns hanging from the ceiling, casting
                 flickering, dancing shadows across the space. 

                 Around the edge of the tent are eerie decorations that
                 evoke a sense of dark enchantment. Tattered, velvet
                 curtains with rich, deep colours line the walls,
                 concealing hidden passages and secret compartments.
                 Enigmatic symbols and arcane sigils are painted on the
                 floor, hinting at mystical rituals and supernatural
                 forces at play.

                 SAD HARLEQUIN strums gently at her auto lyre, humming
                 random tunes.

                                        CARNAGE
                           What's the damage PYSCO JESTER? Do
                           we have anything left, is our tent
                           really in tatters?

                                        PYSCO JESTER
                           Master, the  headquarters are
                           gone. Some of the side shows are
                           also damaged from the blast, and
                           the big top is gone, scattered to
                           the winds!

                                        CARNAGE
                           Gone! Gone you say! Who ooh (A
                           terrible cry of pain transmuting
                           into maniacal laughter, followed
                           by an angry growl) They have
                           destroyed my circus? Those mafia
                           scum! 

                 CARNAGE clenches his fists, and paces back and forth,
                 cracking his gloved knuckles.

                                        CARNAGE
                           (Unhinged laugh of pain, through
                           tears) They burnt my big top, my
                           beloved tent! The tent of my
                           birth!

                 The memory of the burning tent flashes before his eyes,
                 and he starts pacing back and forth, muttering to
                 himself.

                                        CARNAGE
                           (Furious) The Big Top... my life's
                           work, reduced to ashes. (He picks
                           up a singed clown horn from the
                           debris) You can't burn laughter,
                           but you can damn well try?

                 CARNAGE takes out a scarred and battered clown mask from
                 his pocket, the one he wore that fateful night of the
                 fire.

                                        CARNAGE
                           (Whispering to the mask) We're not
                           going to let them get away with
                           this, are we, old friend?

                                        PYSCO JESTER
                           What should we do, master?

                                        CARNAGE
                           My fellow clowns.  I embraced the
                           chaos, the unpredictability, the
                           beautiful anarchy that lies
                           beneath it all. Well, my friends,
                           it's time to repay the favour! We
                           are going to bring circus fire to
                           those Mafia bastards.

                 UNHINGED LAUGHTER

                                        PYSCO JESTER
                           Their main base in the Bencubbin
                           is the Retrograde Inn, its made of
                           steel so we can't burn it from the
                           outside. Master, we could sneak
                           in? I've got a new batch of that
                           pyro cloth. One touch, with the
                           catalyst and their hideout will
                           turn into an inferno.

                                        CARNAGE
                           Good, very good! It's a canvas
                           painted in dull shades of grey,
                           crying out for a splash of vibrant
                           madness! And who better than you,
                           the clown of chaos, to deliver
                           that stroke of lunacy? Did they
                           call you a pyromaniac. Yes they
                           did! You will be the master of
                           flames, the jester of the
                           scorching, and tomorrow, you shall
                           reveal the blazing truth that lies
                           within the depths of your soul.

                                        PYSCO JESTER
                           Thank you master, I will serve you
                           well.

                                        CARNAGE
                           You will be joined by us all. For
                           in the heart of every inferno,
                           there lies a moment of clarity, a
                           revelation. It is in the dance of
                           the flames that we find our truest
                           selves, unburdened by the
                           constraints of order and reason.
                           HARLEQUIN you will take the fire
                           Lyre and play a merry tune. 

                                        SAD HARLEQUIN
                           Yes master, my pleasure.

                                        CARNAGE
                           MIRTHA you will take the fire
                           knives and set asunder killing the
                           door guards. You love a sharpened
                           edge.

                                        MANIACAL MIRTHA
                           Yes master.

                                        CARNAGE
                           We will entertain them, those
                           spaghetti eating, scum bags, and
                           they will be tested on a hot spit!

                 CRAZED LAUGHTER SWELL OF THE AUTO LYRE



                 INT. RETROGRADE - VINCENT'S PRIVATE OFFICE - THIRD
                 READING (MINOR ARCANA CUPS)
               (GANDER-DAVID, GANDER-ETTEILLA, GIOVANNI "THE ENFORCER"
               ROMANO, JACINTA, JACINTA-ELIPAS, VINCENT GAMBINO)

                 This is the third and final reading by GANDER-ETTEILLA
                 and is completed just before the clown set fire to the
                 Retrograde!

                 GANDER-ETTEILLA enter's VINCENT office followed by
                 JACINTA ELLIPAS carrying her trunk.

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           We meet again Mr GAMBINO.

                                        VINCENT GAMBINO
                           Yes, and lets hope this time we
                           get some closure, your fees are
                           becoming a worry!

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           You will get immeasurable value
                           from these sessions Mr GAMBINO,
                           beyond simple coin. ELIPAS prepare
                           the room please.

                 JACINTA-ELIPAS clumps around and drops the trunk rather
                 too enthusiastically and starts preparing the conductive
                 pentangle.

                                        JACINTA-ELIPAS
                           Mnmmnph (This better be the last
                           fucking time)

                                        VINCENT GAMBINO
                           Is she still giving you trouble?

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           You have no idea. But thankfully
                           she is not of your concern.

                                        VINCENT GAMBINO
                           I think she might respond well to
                           the whip.

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           If you took her out of the exo
                           skeleton within thirty seconds she
                           would have conducted a summoning
                           and your soul would be in the
                           possession of something very
                           unsavoury, whip or no whip. So let
                           us not dwell on that shall we!
                           (Pause) So today we continue with
                           the minor arcana, in the suite of
                           cups. If you could receive the
                           Earth strap please and shuffle the
                           cards.

                 VINCENT who by now is familiar with the procedure takes
                 the strap, but with a very piecing glance at JACINTA
                 ELIPAS.

                                        VINCENT GAMBINO
                           How secure is that exo-skeleton.

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           Very secure!

                                        JACINTA-ELIPAS
                           Hmmmph (He really is a fucking
                           coward).

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           Very good, now hand me the cards
                           and stand back. 

                 A lick of a spark gives VINCENT as small shock.

                 GANDER-ETTEILLA draws: 4 of CUPS - BOREDOM,
                 DISSATISFACTION.

                                        VINCENT GAMBINO
                           Owe, I felt that.

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           Really, it must be a powerful lay
                           then, let me see. 

                 CARD MANIPULATION
                           Oh my, very interesting. Four of
                           cups. VINCENT this represents a
                           tendency to take for granted what
                           we have, making it hard to see the
                           real treasures the universe is
                           presenting to you. I shows how a
                           person focusses to much on what
                           they don't have. Perhaps life has
                           become stagnant, nothing seems to
                           make you happy or passionate. The
                           loss of a loved one perhaps? As
                           for your "business" its hard to
                           focus on it, if you feel its not
                           going anywhere. 

                                        VINCENT GAMBINO
                           I really miss my mother. I had a
                           vision last night, she was
                           reaching out to me again. She told
                           me that this place is holding me
                           back, that I should remove myself
                           from the inn.

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           Is that a problem?

                                        VINCENT GAMBINO
                           Of course, my father expects me to
                           run this for the family. There is
                           a spirit in this place, it is not
                           good.

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           The cards never lie. It must be a
                           difficult situation.

                                        VINCENT GAMBINO
                           It is he will not listen.

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           Tricky things father son
                           relationship's.

                                        VINCENT GAMBINO
                           With respect, how would you
                           fucking know?

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           You might be surprised. I see a
                           lot of pain in my client base with
                           that as the root cause. Let us
                           move on to the next lay and see if
                           that complements our
                           understanding. If you could focus
                           on the cards please. ELIPAS the
                           strap.

                                        JACINTA-ELIPAS
                           Hmmph (Can I wind it round his
                           neck)

                                        VINCENT GAMBINO
                           OK I'm ready.

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           Very well let us see.

                 CARD MANIPULATION

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           What, I mean that is strange.

                                        VINCENT GAMBINO
                           Whats wrong?

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           We have the incorrect suite, it
                           must have snuck past the
                           separation. In all my years I have
                           never seen this once.

                 GANDER-ETTEILLA draws: 7 of WANDS - FEELING DEFENSIVE.

                 GANDER-ETTEILLA sits up and looks at JACINTA_ELIPAS as if
                 to say somethings wrong, get ready.

                                        VINCENT GAMBINO
                           Is that bad.

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           I think it might be. This
                           symbolises not being on even
                           ground, things are unstable. It
                           means you have to standup for
                           yourself.

                 Knocking at the door.

                                        GIOVANNI "THE ENFORCER" ROMANO
                           Boss!

                                        VINCENT GAMBINO
                           I told you, no interruptions

                                        GIOVANNI "THE ENFORCER" ROMANO
                           You father is here, I put him in
                           the small bar.

                                        VINCENT GAMBINO
                           Shit, OK sorry I have to go!

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           I will wait!

                                        VINCENT GAMBINO
                           I might be some time. 

                                        GANDER-ETTEILLA
                           Its highly unusual, but giving the
                           surprising card perhaps thats the
                           best course of action.

                 VINCENT rapidly walks out of the room as does GIOVANNI.

                                        GANDER-DAVID
                           OK, get ready to get out of here.
                           I didn't pick that card and its a
                           bad omen. Can you feel the
                           tension. Somethings going down.

                                        JACINTA
                           Right, weapons?

                                        GANDER-DAVID
                           Get ready, just in case.



                 INT. RETROGRADE - SMALL BAR - INFERNAL CIRCUS

                 This is the scene where the clown gang throws fire-sticks
                 at the Retrograde as a warning to the GAMBINO's not to
                 encroach on their Electric Dreams Fairground with the ice
                 cream vans. The pub has a serious fire and VINCENT
                 GAMBINO escapes into his safe room, leaving GANDER
                 ETTELLA with JACINTA-ELIPAS. JACINTA is protected by her
                 under exo-skeleton leather, but GANDER-ETTELLA suffers
                 very bad burns from her voluminous costume. BLACK BEAR
                 try's to enter the inn by breaking in to the stage
                 entrance, but a piece of the set crashes down on him and
                 he is killed.

                 Suddenly, the airlock opens, and The Crazy Clown Gang
                 pile in. Their makeup is grotesque, and their costumes
                 are a twisted parody of circus performers. The patrons
                 fall silent, their expressions filled with dread.

                                        CARNAGE
                           Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to
                           our twisted carnival of chaos!

                 MANIACAL LAUGHTER, LIKE WOODY WOODPECKER

                 The clowns fan out across the bar, their movements
                 unsettlingly synchronised. SAD HARLEQUIN, starts playing
                 a haunting melody on a demented calliope, filling the air
                 with a chilling tune.

                                        CARNAGE
                           Clowns, rally your musical pans
                           and knives, for we are making fire
                           music tonight!

                 MEDIEVAL LUTE

                                        SAD HARLEQUIN
             In the darkest of nights, beneath a starry shroud, 
             A tale unfolds of a love both fierce and proud. 
             Through the trials of time, it burned with desire, 
             A love unbroken, like an eternal fire.
             (Chorus) Oh, the eternal fire, it burns so bright, Through the
             endless ages, day and night. In the depths of our souls, it shall
             inspire, A love unyielding, like an eternal fire.

                 BLAST OF FIRE LIKE A FLAME THROWER

                                        SAD HARLEQUIN
                           (Laughter) You like my music?

                 The back door of the small bar flies open and Frankie
                 sprays a small fire extinguisher

                 FIRE EXTINGUISHER

                                        FRANKIE "THE FIST" CARUSO
                           Oh shit! (Fire extinguisher) Take
                           that you bastardo! I'm gonna kill
                           you, you ugly fucking clown! 

                 FIRE EXTINGUISHER

                                        CARNAGE
                           Such a small emanation, from such
                           a large man. So disappointing, now
                           back to the show. Harlequin if you
                           please!

                                        SAD HARLEQUIN
             Through battles and storms, we faced our fears, 
             In the face of the world, we held back our tears. 
             Through the highs and the lows, we never tire, 
             For our love burns on, like an eternal fire.

                                        FRANKIE "THE FIST" CARUSO
                           What the fuck, I'll get you!

                                        CARNAGE
                           Now, now.

                 CARNAGE leaps into the air with baletic pose and lands on
                 the bar.

                                        CARNAGE
                           HARLEQUIN, please continue!

                                        SAD HARLEQUIN
             (Chorus) Oh, the eternal fire, it burns so bright, Through the
             endless ages, day and night. In the depths of our souls, it shall
             inspire, A love unyielding, like an eternal fire.

                 DOOR CRASH

                 The other back door crashes open and VITO enters with a
                 gun.

                                        VITO "THE HAMMER" GRAZIONO
                           FRANKIE, stay back these clowns
                           are fucking crazy. 

                 GUNSHOT

                 VITO shoots at CARNAGE but misses.

                                        CARNAGE
                           Naughty, naughty. You need a
                           whipping young man.

                 WHIP CRACK, THEN ANOTHER, THEN A MANS CRY!

                                        VITO "THE HAMMER" GRAZIONO
                            Argh, you fucker, arghh!

                                        CARNAGE
                           Please continue your sad
                           soliloquy, my dear HARLEQUIN

                                        SAD HARLEQUIN
             As the years roll on, and the world does change, 
             Our hearts stay true, in this endless range. 
             Through the coldest of winters, the hottest of mires, 
             Our love blazes forth, like an eternal fire.
             (Chorus) Oh, the eternal fire, it burns so bright, Through the
             endless ages, day and night. In the depths of our souls, it shall
             inspire, A love unyielding, like an eternal fire.

                                        CARNAGE
                           Stay back. I would listen to your
                           friend hanging from the bar.

                 CARNAGE begins a macabre magic show, pulling blood-red
                 roses from a top hat that seems to contain an endless
                 void. The patrons are frozen in a mixture of fear and
                 fascination. Suddenly the roses catch fire and CARNAGE
                 flings them across the bar!

                                        SAD HARLEQUIN
             (Outro) So let the world spin on, in its endless spin, For our love
             shall endure, from deep within. 
             Through the trials of life, through every trial,
             We'll remain ablaze, in our eternal fire.

                                        CARNAGE
                           (Sadistic chuckle) Prepare to
                           witness the impossible!

                 CARNAGE continues his unsettling performance, other
                 members of the gang engage in eerie feats.  PYSCO JESTER
                 juggles razor-sharp knives, while MANIACAL MIRTHA
                 breathes fire that casts eerie shadows on the walls.

                                        PYSCO JESTER
                           See my knives in flight, for they
                           fly true to thy flame.

                                        MANIACAL MIRTHA
                           (Cackling laughter) My fiery
                           flames cast shadows anew, whilst
                           they burn through and through!

                                        CARNAGE
                           You'll bare witness to our fiery
                           show, one in which you all may go
                           (Pause, then shouted), to Hell!

                 CARNAGE Starts dancing a Morris jig.

                 MORRIS DANCER FOOT BELLS.

                 The Clowns throw fuel which rapidly ignites.

                                        CARNAGE
                           In the shadowed recesses of our
                           darkest nightmares, grotesque
                           jesters emerge, faces adorned with
                           sinister grins. But it is not
                           their twisted laughter or
                           malevolent pranks that truly chill
                           the soul—it is their insatiable
                           fascination with the destructive
                           power of fire. 

                                        FRANKIE "THE FIST" CARUSO
                           VITO you OK!

                                        VITO "THE HAMMER" GRAZIONO
                           He whipped my hand, I can't feel
                           anything, its drugged! Arghh!

                 THUMP AS MAN FALLS TO FLOOR

                                        FRANKIE "THE FIST" CARUSO
                           Right, you fucker!

                 BURSTS OF MACHINE GUN FIRE

                 MORRIS DANCER FOOT BELLS.

                 FRANKIE points his gun but CARNAGE keeps darting around
                 acrobatically.

                                        FRANKIE "THE FIST" CARUSO
                           Stay still.

                 BURSTS OF MACHINE GUN FIRE

                                        CARNAGE
                           Why, you might ask? What sinister
                           delight! Are you really the death
                           bringer? 

                 BURSTS OF MACHINE GUN FIRE

                                        CARNAGE
                           It is the chaos, the
                           unpredictability, the primal
                           allure of fire that seduces their
                           tortured minds. 

                 BURSTS OF MACHINE GUN FIRE

                                        CARNAGE
                           They see in its crackling embrace
                           a reflection of their own
                           madness—an unquenchable hunger, an
                           uncontrollable urge to consume all
                           that stands before them.

                 BURSTS OF MACHINE GUN FIRE

                                        FRANKIE "THE FIST" CARUSO
                           I'm going to kill you where you
                           stand!

                                        CARNAGE
                           Well, you better hurry up then!

                 The fire is starting to take hold, the soft furnishings
                 are starting to catch and the smoke is thickening.
                 Meanwhile CARNAGE has his hands out and is dancing
                 through the flames!

                 BURSTS OF MACHINE GUN FIRE

                 FLAMES

                                        CARNAGE
                           My friends, our love of fire knows
                           no bounds, for the psychotic
                           clown's love, is a dark and
                           twisted tale, that should forever
                           haunt your dreams.

                 FLAMES

                                        FRANKIE "THE FIST" CARUSO
                           Your nuts! I'll lock you in and
                           burn you.

                 FRANKIE dashes past the clown and out the open lock door! 

                 GIOVANNI enters through the back door, coughing from the
                 smoke

                                        GIOVANNI "THE ENFORCER" ROMANO
                           (Coughing) What the fuck!

                 BURSTS OF MACHINE GUN FIRE

                 The clowns get sprayed with machine gun fire and are
                 killed, every man.

                                        GIOVANNI "THE ENFORCER" ROMANO
                           (Shouting back out the door)
                           Fucking clowns, retreat, close all
                           the doors. We need to contain
                           this.

                 SOUND OF FLAMES AND FIRE

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