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(TICKING)

(SIREN WAILING IN DISTANCE)

(TICKING MULTIPLIES, OVERLAPS)

FUNDI: Our American republic

is not all that different

from old Rome.

Can we preserve our past

and all its wondrous heritage?

Or will we too fall victim,

like old Rome,

to the insatiable appetite

for power of a few men.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(HORNS HONKING)

(WIND HOWLING)

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(TENSE MUSIC CONTINUES)

CESAR: Time, stop!

(BREATH TREMBLING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

(SNAPS FINGERS)

(HORNS HONKING)

(TICKING RESUMES)

FUNDI: I sing of Colossus,

and the history of Man.

Let us go whither

the omens of the Gods

and the iniquity

of our enemies calls us.

(INDISTINCT RADIO CHATTER)

The die is now cast.

MAN: (OVER RADIO)

...whether or not

their president is a crook.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER

OVER RADIO)

(RADIO STATIC)

-(UPBEAT DANCE MUSIC PLAYING)

-(CROWD CHEERING)

(IMPERCEPTIBLE)

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

(CROWD WHOOPING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

(SCREAMS)

DRIVER: Watch it!

HART: Julia!

-Come on. Hey.

-CLODIA: Please.

We're gonna go out again.

JULIA: Call me. Call me later.

CLODIA: Like, for breakfast.

Ugh. Whoops!

I hate and I love,

why do I so,

perhaps you ask?

-HART: All right, let's go.

-You think so?

HART: Julia, get in the car.

(JULIA CHUCKLES)

All right. Bye, Clodio.

Goodbye, my love.

You're not mad at me?

You're going to tell my dad?

Let's go.

(SIREN CHIRPS, WAILING)

MAN: (OVER RADIO) Mayor

Cicero's financial problems

are so huge that only

a federal bailout

can solve them.

MAYOR CICERO: Julia...

(INDISTINCT CHATTER

OVER RADIO)

-(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

-(SIREN CHIRPS)

MAN: (OVER LOUDSPEAKER)

Attention, attention!

Detonation imminent.

Clear the area!

Repeat, clear the area!

expl*si*n imminent.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

CESAR: Wait.

Go.

(CLICKS)

CESAR: Wait.

(GASPS)

(BUILDING CRACKLING)

CESAR: Go.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(CHEERING)

HART: This time,

you've gone too far, Catilina.

This site is under

Design Authority jurisdiction.

And what happens if you've

overstepped your mandate?

We'll apologize.

HART: Apologize?

After the building's down?

Mayor Cicero will be pissed!

(GRANDIOSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Yeah!

(GRUNTS)

(MUSIC STOPS)

FEMALE NEWSCASTER:

Recently elected

New Rome Mayor Cicero's

poll numbers continue to drop.

MALE NEWSCASTER:

Cesar Catilina,

of the blue-blood

Crassus family,

wins a Nobel Prize

for invention of the Megalon,

a miracle building material.

FUNDI:

When does an empire die?

Does it collapse

in one terrible moment?

No.

No, but there comes a time

when its people

no longer believe in it.

Then does an empire

begin to die.

WOW: (ON TV)

Our new mayor Franklyn Cicero

has inherited

a nasty fiscal situation,

so now he is blamed for the

-firing of teachers, police...

-(PHONE RINGING)

Design Authority office.

-WOW: Put Cesar on the phone.

-Hold, please.

WOW: (ON TV) ...budget. Uh-oh.

In hot financial news today,

Crassus National

is down seven points...

FUNDI: I'm sorry, Ms. Wow,

Mr. Cesar is unavailable

just now.

WOW: (OVER PHONE)

I know he's there.

I'll let him know. Goodbye.

WOW: (ON TV) Wow Platinum,

your very own Money Bunny,

giving you the score

from the trading room floor.

FUNDI: Cesar gained to his

side history's richest man,

his uncle, Crassus,

who was here to support

Cesar's vision of New Rome,

which was displeasing

to Mayor Cicero,

Cesar's bitter rival.

-(REPORTERS CLAMORING)

-Hello, gentlemen.

-Welcome. Good to see you.

-(ALL CHEERING)

MAYOR CICERO:

Good to see you all.

Here we are, waiting above

this model of the city,

over the Design Authority's

newly demolished site,

which everyone is

now claiming as their own.

NEWSMAN: Hey, Mr. Crassus,

over here!

Hey, Mr. Crassus! Over here.

Let me ask you

a real question, okay?

CRASSUS: Turn the cameras off.

Let's have some fun.

f*ck the cards.

What is it like being rich?

-What's it like?

-Yeah.

Well, you can scare people.

You like to scare people?

Sleighboy, Strayboy,

Playboy...

-Gay boy?

-(WOMEN EXCLAIMING)

CLODIO: (CHUCKLES) No, sir,

that's my sisters

you're thinking of.

Word has it,

you're doing a little

hanky-panky with your sisters.

If it's true, stop it.

Rumors, Grandpa, rumors.

Rumor.

You could be the next

male heir... Could be.

Clodio Crassus Pulcher

the Third.

But you never know.

-Running a bank is no joke!

-...is no joke!

Claude,

protect our family name!

Whoo!

-(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

-(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

Hi.

MAYOR CICERO: Hello. Hello.

Welcome. Welcome.

Welcome, thank you. Thank you.

The heartbeat of

our golden city on a hill.

Envision what could be...

A fun casino,

the latest

in electronic gaming.

And no construction delays

of any kind,

or trouble from the unions

or the waterfront,

thanks to the Mayor.

CLODIO: It's really neat,

when you run concrete.

Aw, come on.

-Come on! No?

-Whoo!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(IMPERCEPTIBLE)

(CROWD CHEERING, WHISTLING)

(CHEERING QUIETENS DOWN)

(WHISPERS) Let's go.

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

(WOMAN LAUGHS)

(ALL LAUGHING, APPLAUDING)

"To be or not to be,

that is the question.

"Whether 'tis nobler

in the mind to suffer

"the slings and arrows

of outrageous fortune

"or to take arms against

a sea of troubles

"and by opposing end them.

"To die, to sleep no more...

"and by a sleep to say

we end the heartache,

"and the thousand natural

shocks that flesh is heir to,

"'tis a consummation

devoutly to be wish'd.

"To die, to sleep...

"To sleep,

"perchance to dream,

"ay, there's the rub:

"For in that sleep of death

what dreams may come,

"when we have shuffled off

this mortal coil,

"must give us pause."

(CROWD MURMURING)

(ALL LAUGHING)

CESAR: "There's the respect

"that makes calamity

of so long life..."

MAYOR CICERO: Nush,

what do you think we do here?

-Wait it out.

-(MAYOR CICERO LAUGHS)

"Who would bear the whips

and scorns of time,

"th'oppressor's wrong,

the proud man's contumely,

"the pangs of dispriz'd love,

the law's delay.

"The insolence of office,

"and the spurns that patient

merit of th'unworthy takes,

"when he himself

might in his quietus

"make with a bare bodkin?"

Where's my bodkin?

(ALL LAUGHING)

As Chairman

of the Design Authority,

my jurisdiction

covers parks and fairs...

Please don't take

a picture of that.

-(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

-Thank you.

Come out with me.

-I can't. I'm sorry.

-Why?

My jurisdiction

covers parks and fairs,

and we've already issued

the necessary bonds

to develop this site.

The Mayor's show

for the honchos

has become a battle

for their attention,

especially with

Cesar Catilina,

whom I am acquainted,

denying my requests

for a comment.

I cleared this site

to create something

to inspire people.

MAYOR CICERO: People?

Oh, wha...

When have you ever even cared

about people, Catilina?

CESAR: Here is my plan:

a city that people

can dream about.

MAYOR CICERO: People don't

need dreams. They need

teachers, sanitation, jobs.

The "need"

is to create something

that lives on

after a City Fair, Mayor.

Which is why

Megalopolis will be built

entirely out of the Megalon,

which is imperishable.

NUSH: The Megalon is unsafe!

Concrete, concrete, concrete,

and steel, steel,

steel is safe!

Imagine today's society

a branch of civilization

about to reach a dead-end...

Humanity as an old tree

with one misguided branch

called "civilization..."

(PENCIL CLATTERS)

going nowhere.

I like trees as much as

the next guy,

but we're not here

to discuss trees.

People need help,

and they need it now!

No. Don't let the now

destroy the forever.

We are talking about people.

People, Catilina,

and how they live now.

CESAR: No time to talk of

people's future?

Yet there's always time

to convince them

to use money they don't have,

to buy things they don't need,

to imitate people

they don't like.

Which makes you

the chief slumlord

and the Mayor of

the city of nothing.

You call me that again,

and I will smash your face.

Easy, gentlemen.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

Were you so cool and collected

when you poisoned your wife

and her body disappeared?

Is Megalon,

your miracle method,

made from her body?

Is your poor Sunny Hope

a plastic girder somewhere?

A wall panel?

What really happened?

Well, you were

the prosecuting D.A.,

so you know I was acquitted.

-And you're still a slumlord.

-I am not a slumlord!

You will not stand here

-and call me a slumlord.

-No, no, no.

MAYOR CICERO: No. No, no,

I am not a slumlord!

-Stop. I'm...

-You will never call me that!

HART: Easy.

Easy, Frank, calm down!

-No! No!

-Hold him.

I'm so sorry.

MAYOR CICERO:

Is that what we're playing?

Three-year-old games.

Thank you.

WOW: Hit it, Jerry!

(PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)

I'm Wow Platinum,

and that is the score

Come for me

on the trading room floor

Every weekday at 9:00 a.m.

Mwah!

FUNDI:

The great ladies of Rome

obsessed over fashion

while having intimate dealings

with the scum

of the gladiatorial shows,

poisoners, and blackmailers.

I really want to take him down

for being so nasty

to my father.

CLODIA: Oh!

JULIA: Yeah, right?

(CROWD CHEERING, WHISTLING)

Okay, we're gonna write him

a poison-pen letter.

I'm very, very good at those.

Oh. Let's kick his ass.

-A devil?

-Oh, yeah.

-Give him a little mustache.

-Mm. Mm.

He's still kind of hot though.

-CLODIO: Who?

-It's your cousin.

My cousin? Really?

CLODIA: You're bad.

(CROWD CHEERING)

(LAUGHING)

-You should wear that.

-Mm-hmm.

(SNAPS FINGERS)

-CLODIO: f*cking clown.

-(GASPS)

-I think I hate your brother.

-I do too.

Oh, yes, yes, yes,

yes, yes, yes.

Oh, my God.

Oh, my f*cking God.

Yeah, I will, I f*cking will.

(DOOR CLOSES)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER OVER TV)

(WOW CHANTING SOFTLY)

(INHALES DEEPLY)

WOW: (ON TV) Yes, we do.

When you were 22,

your buildings

created the future.

But now your nephew,

this genius,

he says they are obsolete.

(CONTINUES CHANTING SOFTLY)

CRASSUS: ...I still have

some powder in my p*stol,

I must say.

WOW: Is that right?

(WATCH BEEPING)

Have you no concept of time?

Oh, for God's sake,

turn yourself off.

CRASSUS: Like most geniuses,

he can be...

WOW: You were in that car

and you didn't take my call.

(INDISTINCT CHATTER ON TV)

I waited till I had

good news to share.

f*ck your stupid Megalopolis!

Wow, it's the beginning

of the discussions.

It means more to you

than I do.

Conversation, it isn't enough.

It's the questions

that lead it to the next step,

but initially you have

to have a conversation.

WOW: Mm-hmm-hmm.

The city itself is immaterial,

but they're talking about it,

for the first time.

And it's not just about us

talking about it,

it's the need

to talk about it.

It's as urgent to us as air,

and water, and...

Is it getting messier in here?

Mess? What mess?

(WOW SCOFFS)

Come on,

you're an obsessive-compulsive

wacko, Cesar.

You're a**l as hell.

I, on the other hand,

am oral as hell.

(SIGHS)

What about your bad habits?

I'm trying to improve.

Well, I'm bored

being your mistress.

I need to be half of

a power couple.

Which half?

Whichever half you want

to put your giant foot on.

My career is

beginning to slump,

my ratings are down,

and now

-I need more.

-(GRUNTS SOFTLY)

(WOW BREATHING HEAVILY)

Cesar.

Cesar. Cesar.

I love you.

I love you with all my heart.

Really, I do.

(SOFT DESPONDENMUSIC PLAYING)

(SIGHS) Never marry for love.

SUNNY: Cesar...

CRASSUS: (ON TV) Why would

you say such a thing?

Are you trying to deflect

from my amorous behavior?

No, I'm just trying to do

a g*dd*mn interview, come on.

Is there anything

that you don't have?

There certainly is,

young lady.

There certainly is.

(SLOW DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

(TELEPHONE RINGING)

I'd like to see Dr. Catilina.

About what?

The future of the world.

Oh, that.

(OVER INTERCOM) Boss,

some sixth grader is here...

And did she say I was tall?

She remembers

you talked to her class

because it got them

out of gym.

I know the one. Okay,

go ahead and send her up.

What if what connects power

also stores it?

Good idea.

Thank you.

I like that idea myself.

(CONTINUES INDISTINCTLY)

She's on her way up, Chief.

She ain't what you expected.

-My great expectations?

-Oh, no.

(GRUNTS)

Holy Jesus Christ.

Aren't you a bit big

for a sixth grader?

(LAUGHS)

I sent a letter to you

last night.

A, uh, childish letter,

and I want it back

before you read it.

CESAR: Childish...

JULIA: No.

-That one.

-Uh-huh.

May I have it, please?

Unfortunately,

I have already read it.

And yes, it was childish.

I had help, and we weren't

in our right minds.

But witty, I'd say,

in a cruel and insulting way.

Well, I think the way

you treat the mayor

is cruel and insulting.

Defending your father

is admirable, Julia Cicero,

-as delinquent as usual.

-(JULIA SIGHS)

I'm turning over a new leaf,

don't mess with me.

CESAR: I'm not messing,

you're the one

who came in disguise.

I finished a year of

medical school.

One year of medical school.

Were you kicked out?

I was not. I dropped out.

I wonder why.

(JULIA SIGHS)

I guess you could say

my love of science

bumped up against

a brick wall of...

intellectual vigor

-on the subject of jellyfish.

-Mm.

Their mesoglea material

is a flexible skeleton,

unique...

until encountering something

higher, almost spiritual...

like the Megalon.

Look, a real Nobel Prize.

Expired?

Nobel Prizes don't expire.

I meant your medication.

What I'm curious about

is the Mayor's take

on your absurd behavior.

You ask my father

about people living as I do,

and he's shocked.

What's shocking about you?

I want to be

the Statue of Liberty!

I see.

The gossip columns say

that you...

You read gossip columns.

Whatever for?

To waste time.

You have so much of it

you can waste it?

Sometime.

Hmm.

Oh, dear.

-Lots of empty bottles.

-(BOTTLES CLINKING)

You know, I was reading

about you last night,

where you said,

"In order to understand time,

consciousness, courage,

"you must identify it

in yourself."

(CUTLERY CLATTERS)

You really must have been

a rude and spoiled child.

As you are now?

So, do you still have

your med school microscope?

No, I sold it

when I dropped out,

to buy dr*gs.

Psilocybin, of course.

And who supports

your lifestyle now,

Daddy?

I hope

I didn't ruin your breakfast.

-(LAUGHING) Come back.

-What for?

Well, for laughs, of course.

What else

did you come here for?

I was trying to be

a go-between.

CESAR: Oh.

You want to help me.

JULIA: Yeah. And, well, I...

Well, I want to learn.

And you think one year

of medical school

entitles you

to plow through the riches

of my Emersonian mind?

-Entitles me?

-Yes.

(SCOFFS)

-Entitles me?

-Yes.

-Entitles me?

-Yes.

You have no idea about me.

You think I'm nothing,

just a socialite...

CESAR: No, not nothing,

but I reserve my time

for people who can think.

About science and literature

and architecture and art.

You find me cruel,

selfish and unfeeling? I am.

I work without caring

what happens to either of us.

So go back to the club,

"bare it all,"

and stalk the kind of people

that you enjoy.

Fine. I will!

CESAR: Come back

when you have more time.

JULIA: Yes.

I saw you change

the laws of physics.

Could it be

the great Cesar Catilina

doesn't obey anything,

not even T-symmetry?

What did you see?

I was hoping you'd tell me.

(INTRIGUING MUSIC PLAYING)

Interesting.

Follow me.

(PILLS RATTLING)

FUNDI: It is the daughter

of his rival Cicero

standing here,

the offspring of Cesar's

opposition. And yet...

I like her.

(CHILDREN CHATTERING)

This is it?

Walk into the future.

With your eyes closed.

And tell me what you see.

Um...

(CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

I see everyone,

in their neighborhood.

Creating together,

learning together...

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

perfecting body and mind...

And they're celebrating.

Uh! They're...

They created shelter.

-(THUNDER RUMBLING)

-Oh!

Because of the rain. (LAUGHS)

Just came right above me.

It's a perfect school-city

for its people,

able to grow along with them,

just like great cities

have always done.

(BIRDS CHIRPING)

What about those

standing in your way,

who like it the way it is?

Like your father?

(UPBEAT INSTRUMENTAL

MUSIC PLAYING)

MAYOR CICERO: What, him?

You're working for him?

(HESITATES)

My daughter, a traitor?

Daddy, please!

You taught me

to be true to myself.

(CROWD BOOING)

You can't keep living

in the Middle Ages.

That man is a megalomaniac!

He lures young beautiful girls

like you

with his bullshit genius.

He destroys innocence,

loveliness, and asks of them

what Pygmalion

asked of marble!

Daddy,

he's not as evil as you think.

But there's...

there's something.

Something almost magical.

-(CROWD CHEERING)

-Hey, ladies!

-(SIREN CHIRPS)

-Hi.

-POLICEMAN: Hold up, sir.

-What?

You're going to stop

the Mayor's parade?

You gotta be

f*cking kidding me.

This man is the bane

of my existence.

-I want him out of my life.

-Yes.

He actually made sure

I was here on time.

He dropped you off?

-(BLOWS WHISTLE)

-(CROWD BOOING)

Smile. Smile. Smile.

Smile. Smile. Smile.

BANDMASTER:

"...Soviet satellite

"falling out of orbit

in space..."

"...and its nuclear fuel

"will scatter harmlessly

over Labrador..."

CLAUDINE: Hi!

CLAUDETTE: Hi.

BANDMASTER:

"...an earth-orbiting..."

And you!

"...nuclear-powered

Soviet satellite

"will plunge through

earth's dense..."

-Hi.

-HUEY: Hello.

-What's your name?

-HUEY: How do you do?

-Huey.

-Huey.

-Great to meet you.

-Claudine. Claudette.

-"...combust...

-(GIRLS LAUGHING)

"...in the residual

atmosphere,

"of the satellites

nuclear fuel cells..."

CLODIO: Yeah, welcome to

the magic carpet ride.

"...emergency management

discerned."

Which way did Huey go?

That way.

Well,

let's all go this way, then.

-(SIREN WAILING)

-(HORNS HONKING)

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

(OBJECT CLATTERS)

SUNNY: Cesar...

(PENCIL CLANGS)

SUNNY: Cesar, my darling.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

JULIA: May 12th.

Reviewing District Attorney

Cicero's files

regarding Catilina

m*rder case.

(MYSTERIOUS MUSIC PLAYING)

Hmm.

FUNDI: Any place

in particular, Chief?

Uptown, downtown,

heaven, or hell?

Purgatory.

Copy that.

You like ruins...

You like going to

Atlantic City? We got time.

Well, we've always got time,

even if I don't understand it.

Time's a funny thing

to understand.

Passing the time,

finding time, losing time.

Time that flies.

(TUNES RADIO)

(SOFT MUSIC PLAYING

OVER RADIO)

BALIN: I don't get it.

How is spying being ethical?

It's not spying,

it's research.

His wife's body completely

vanished. How? Why?

To where?

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

CLODIO: Julia.

I love you, Julia.

FUNDI: You can't cheat time

and you can't beat time.

You can't touch it,

taste it, see it, smell it.

Time stops for nobody.

And I mean nobody.

(CLOCK CHIMES, TICKS)

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

-CLODIO: Cesar.

-(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

You piece of shit.

(ENGINE REVVING)

(TIRES SCREECHING)

Pull, pull, pull, pull,

pull, pull around!

(SOFT DESPONDENMUSIC PLAYING)

(DOGS HOWLING)

Hey, honey.

(INDISTINCT POLICE

RADIO CHATTER)

(CLOCK TICKING)

(RUMBLING)

Surrounded by injustice...

so much suffering.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

(MOANING)

(SOFT DESPONDENMUSIC CONTINUES)

(THUDDING)

JULIA: Stop, stop.

This doesn't make sense.

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

Cesar buys flowers.

But for who?

Okay, stop, stop.

My heart breaks for you,

Chief.

GUARD: Evening, Mr. Catilina.

All right, wait for me, okay?

(CAR DOOR CLOSES)

(HARP MUSIC PLAYING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

(GASPS SOFTLY)

(GASPS)

He still loves her.

He still loves...

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

We should go.

FUNDI: Such are the mysteries

of the human heart,

making it difficult

for this historian...

to understand.

(EERIE MUSIC PLAYING)

(CREAKING)

(GATE CLOSING)

JULIA: What goes there?

CESAR: A small stadium.

With a roof like gold tissue.

Tell me,

of all the institutions

your utopia will preserve,

which is the most important

to you?

Marriage.

(WIND BLOWING)

FUNDI: The wind blows

across the Aegean,

bringing what the ancients

learned from their ancients,

the poetry of Sappho.

"Some say cavalry

"and others claim infantry

and a fleet of long oars

"is the supreme sight

on the black earth.

"I say...

"it is the one you love."

(SERENE MUSIC PLAYING)

CRASSUS:

They're so happy to see you.

(LAUGHING)

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

FUNDI: Where stands

the Colosseum,

so stands Rome.

When the Colosseum falls,

then Rome falls too.

And when Rome falls,

the world falls with it.

-CRASSUS: Yes.

-My wedding gift to you.

-(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

-CRASSUS: Wow!

(WOW GRUNTS)

CRASSUS: Oh, this is it, huh?

God damn it, Jerry! (GRUNTS)

"Greed is but a word...

"jealous men inflict

upon the ambitious."

CRASSUS: Now you have

everything you always wanted.

Wow!

ANNOUNCER: Here, folks,

are the richest grandkids,

the notorious Claudettes:

Clodia, Claudine,

and Claudette,

along with their

tagalong brother,

Claude Crassus Pulcher.

Banker Hamilton Crassus's

snotty trust fund grandkids

show up everywhere

in the city.

The richest kids in the world.

And rumor has it, they're

sleeping with each other too.

JULIA: Thank you, Jake.

PHOTOGRAPHER 1: Cesar!

PHOTOGRAPHER 2: Cesar!

Cesar!

Cesar, right here!

Okay.

PHOTOGRAPHER 3: Julia!

CESAR: Hold on, hold this.

There's more here.

CLODIO: You see this?

REPORTER 1: Cesar!

We understand Megalon

is not safe,

do you have

any comment on that?

No, it is not safe,

it is incredibly dangerous.

REPORTER 2: What's your plan

for Megalopolis?

We all should run!

No, it's very safe.

Best question anyone's

ever asked.

What kind of pizza places?

Just a couple questions.

Just a quick statement.

REPORTER 3:

How do you feel about

your father bankrupting

the city, Julia?

I am not here

representing the Mayor.

REPORTER 4: Cesar, do you plan

on staying out

all night partying?

Always. Always.

-Thank you for your question.

-REPORTER 5: Julia,

-do you still prefer girls?

-Questions?

REPORTER 5: Do you want to

dispel any rumors

right now

about your lifestyle?

Who doesn't prefer girls?

Who doesn't prefer girls?

Everyone prefers girls.

Thank you for your questions,

have a great night.

Okay, we just head this way.

There's one more here, you

need to talk about the dress.

REPORTER 6:

Tell us more about Megalon.

Hired help.

(CROWD CHEERING)

-REPORTER 6: Vesta, over here!

-Hi!

I can never get used to this.

Hi!

Vesta!

Ladies and gentlemen,

ladies and gentlemen,

ladies and gentlemen,

Vesta Sweetwater.

INTERVIEWER:

Is it true, Vesta,

is your dress made of Megalon?

Yes, the first one ever.

Designed by Cesar Catilina

just for little ol' me!

PHOTOGRAPHER:

Vesta, over here!

REPORTER: Vesta!

Looking absolutely

gorgeous tonight!

(CROWD GASPING)

Millions of tiny

cell cameras transmit

what they see through

to the other side.

-I'm invisible! (LAUGHS)

-(ALL LAUGHING)

(APPLAUDING)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

-(CAMERAS FLASHING)

-(DINGS)

(CROWD BOOING)

Hello, would you like to buy

a military college

cadet uniform?

Patches, golden buttons,

everything...

What a disgrace.

He used to be

an Academy cadet,

now he's selling

the f*cking thing.

(BOOING CONTINUES)

Ladies and gentlemen,

and children of all ages.

Welcome to this

wonderful gathering

in celebration of the marriage

of our brother Crassus

and his Wow of a bride.

Crassus Bank is saving

our city from debt.

CLODIO: Did you get

a prenuptial agreement?

-Oh, it's you.

-(LAUGHING)

What are you up to

with this...

-Fraternity prank.

-Oh.

Did you get a prenup?

Well, I may be old

but I'm not stupid, you know.

CLODIO: Well, then

why are you marrying her?

She's my gift to myself.

She cures my headaches,

and she keeps me young.

I might even live forever.

-Huh!

-Excuse me.

Whoop-de-do for the heir!

There he is!

-Hello, genius cousin.

-My congratulations, Uncle,

-you've chosen well.

-CLODIO: Well, you would know.

-I'd like to propose a toast.

-CRASSUS: Oh.

To Wow Platinum

and my dear Uncle Hamilton.

Together they represent

the big three:

-economics, journalism...

-CRASSUS: Oh.

-...and sex appeal.

-(WOW LAUGHS)

-That's a good one, I like it.

-To the future of our family.

To the future of our family!

CRASSUS: ...future of

our family. Future...

They say the only thing bigger

than Hamilton Crassus's

bank account

is his prick.

-(CRASSUS MOANING)

-(WOW SIGHS)

Good evening, Mother.

WOW: Don't drink too much.

I think maybe alligators

have the right idea.

What's that?

They eat their young.

CRASSUS:

It's what I'm gonna do.

WOW: Crassie.

CRASSUS: This is my wedding.

WOW: It's your wedding.

-That's why...

-CRASSUS: My wedding...

-It's your wedding too.

-WOW: It's our...

How did you get the name

Wow Platinum?

Is it Greek?

I picked it up at Penn Station

on my way to

an employment agency.

-Holy... See, that's a lie.

-CLAUDINE: Wow!

CRASSUS: She told me it was

from a cr*cker Jack box.

Jesus, you can't trust

what she says.

RINGMASTER: And let's give

a round of applause

for our reigning champion,

Gaius Metalus!

(FANFARE PLAYING)

-(WHIP CRACKS)

-Hyah! Hyah!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

These are his.

Oh!

Byfavo remimazolam. Yummy!

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Reporting for duty.

Listen, you're an

aide-de-camp, not a minder.

But once I cut loose,

don't worry,

you're off the clock.

You're absolved. Have a punch.

Why do you pretend

you're so bad?

(CROWD CHEERING)

Well, if you pretend

to be good,

the world won't

take you seriously.

But if you pretend

to be bad...

(SNIFFS)

...they k*ll you.

(BELL RINGING)

(BOTH GRUNTING)

Are the wrestlers coming?

(GRUNTS)

Oh, there's Gargantua!

Gargantua's here!

Hi, I'm Leah Arpelles,

from my school's newspaper,

it's called the Dingbat News.

(SCREAMS)

Is it better to look good,

or is it better to smell good?

I think both.

Amazonia!

Big-time hunks!

LEAH: Is Cesar Catilina sexy?

That... is a big question.

I'm so jealous.

CLODIO: We call them C-notes,

I've got my cell phone

number on them.

Okay, don't grab.

When did you smoke

your first joint?

-Never.

-(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

LEAH: Your father hates Cesar.

Why work for him?

Is he your boss,

or is he your boyfriend?

(ALL APPLAUDING)

Uh... (SIGHS)

CESAR: Thank you very much,

Your Majesty,

Your Highness, King.

Here we are in Sweden.

Thank you very much

for having me.

From what I understand,

there's a buffet after this.

So, the faster

I can say my speech,

the faster we can all eat.

What I like

are those little hot dogs

wrapped in the pastry.

I think they're...

I can't remember the name

of them right now...

Pigs in a blanket,

that's what they're called.

Really,

the Nobel Prize should be

for the person

who invented those.

CROWD: (CHANTING)

Cesar! Cesar! Cesar!

CESAR: Make no mistake,

this discovery

will change the world.

Nice jacket, Cesar.

Is that Baratha

from Savile Row?

May I touch it?

10:17 p.m. Drunk and stoned,

Cesar doesn't know

who he is for a few hours.

A moment of grace, perhaps?

-Are they together?

-No.

MAYOR CICERO:

And with that womanizer?

TERESA: "Womanizer,"

that's an awful word.

(SCOFFS) As if the woman

had nothing to do with it.

(CROWD GASPING)

Look at that.

CESAR: When you leap

into the unknown,

you prove that you are free.

When we leap into the unknown,

we prove we are free.

(GLASSES CLINKING)

...we prove that we are free.

When we leap into the unknown,

we prove that we are free.

(BOTTLE CLINKING)

WOMAN: Follow me,

I'll show you.

(ALL CHEERING)

(WOW LAUGHING)

CESAR: But if it's our mind

that can invent gods,

and if from them flows

such power,

why can't we apply

that power directly?

(SLOW INSTRUMENTAL

MUSIC PLAYING)

(GRUNTING)

(GRUNTING)

RINGMASTER:

From this moment forward,

we perform without a net.

WOMAN: Oh, my God!

Look at that!

But if it's our mind

that can invent gods...

...that can invent gods...

ALL: His pleasantness,

his beautiful skin,

middle-aged women

scream for him

as girls scream

for rock stars.

But if it's our mind

that can invent gods,

and if from them flows

-such power...

-SUNNY: Cesar...

CESAR:

...prove that we are free.

-(SCREAMS)

-(CROWD GASPING)

(ALL CHEERING)

You fooled me!

When we leap into the unknown,

we prove we are free.

When we leap into the unknown,

we prove we are free.

(FANFARE MUSIC PLAYING)

When we leap into the unknown,

we prove we are free.

But if it's our mind

that can invent gods,

and if from them

flows such power,

why can't we apply

that power directly?

But if it's our mind

that can invent gods,

and if from them

flows such power,

why can't we apply

that power directly?

But if it's our mind

that can invent gods,

and if from them

flows such power,

why can't we apply

that power directly?

SUNNY: Cesar.

CESAR: But if it's our mind

that can invent gods,

and if from them

flows such power...

-(MUSIC CONTINUES)

-(GLASS SHATTERING)

(ALL CHEERING)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

ENGINEER: Mr. Crassus?

CLODIO: Who's in charge?

ENGINEER: Right here,

Mr. Crassus.

Well, hello,

Mr. Boss Man.

Play this for my grand finale.

Listen, do what he says.

-The bank is his.

-Absolutely free.

So everyone can see!

HUEY: For your time, putz.

WOMAN: Widen out, camera 3.

Camera 4, punch in.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

-CLODIO: We did it!

-(BOTH LAUGH)

CLODIO: Whoo!

-(MAN 1 LAUGHING)

-(MAN 2 WHISTLES)

Hey, get outta here, bozo!

(CLODIO BREATHING HEAVILY)

(LAUGHS)

Enjoy the show.

(SMACKS LIPS LOUDLY)

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

FUNDI: The vestal virgins

assured the success

and sanctity of ancient Rome.

Dedicated to Vesta,

goddess of the hearth,

whom Ovid calls

"custos flammai,"

or "keeper of the flame."

Ladies and gentlemen,

a vision of virginal

veracity...

She took

the "Pure Love Pledge."

(JULIA CHUCKLES)

I present to you

our own virgin sweetheart,

Vesta Sweetwater!

-(CHAMPAGNE CORK POPS)

-(CROWD CHEERING)

CLODIO: Okay, girls,

come here.

Grab that and go in front.

You go in the front.

(PLAYING UKULELE)

I always thought

that it wasn't true

That in the darkness,

the light came through

And then I found it,

the missing key

Right there inside me,

God's purity

I'm reachin' out

See through the clouds

Stand with me now,

and lose all doubt

-I'm reachin' out

-'Cause I'm here now

See through the clouds

-You have my vow

-Stand with me now

-Serenity is fine with me

-CLODIA: Foreplay...

BOTH:

I'll stand under the sun

Hear my song

and hear my prayer

I'll pledge my purity

It's my promise,

it's my swear...

RINGMASTER: I want each of you

to look into your heart

and give generously

to support her virgin pledge.

JULIA: Uh-uh.

Which of you will pledge

a hundred thousand?

MAN: One hundred thousand.

RINGMASTER:

Two hundred thousand?

'Cause I'm here now

You have my vow...

RINGMASTER:

Five hundred thousand!

I know you, I feel you,

I see you, I hear you...

RINGMASTER: Remember,

her pledge

to marry as a virgin,

that is money to the city!

And your pledge,

joined with hers,

is helping our city

10, 12, 20 fold!

Been down the roads

You've been down

'Cause I am you

I know...

RINGMASTER: $1 million!

Just reach into

your pockets and give!

We can make the difference!

CRASSUS: That's it,

that's it, you see that?

There's some

big money up here!

RINGMASTER: We can make

the numbers board

go up, up, up!

(CROWD CHEERING)

$10 million!

(WOMEN GIGGLING)

RINGMASTER: We are going

to do it! We can do it!

Do I hear $100 million?

$100 million!

Thank you, Nush Berman,

for your generous pledge!

Under the sun, hear my song

And hear my prayer

I'll pledge my purity

It's my promise,

it's my swear

-(ALL CHEERING)

-(AIR HORN BLOWS)

You can see right through me!

DIRECTOR: That's good,

stay with that.

Stay with that, camera 3.

(ORCHESTRAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(CROWD MURMURS, EXCLAIMS)

-MAN: It's Cesar!

-(GIRLS SCREAMING)

(CAMERAS FLASHING)

CROWD: Liar, liar!

(CROWD BOOING)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

CESAR: Rather than

just design the form

or shape of an object,

you can actually design

at the cellular level.

...you can actually design

at the cellular level.

...you can actually design

at the cellular level.

MAYOR CICERO: Ladies

and gentlemen, stay calm!

Ladies and gentlemen...

Wait, ladies and...

Ladies and gentlemen!

Hey! Can you bring me down?

Bring me down!

Ladies and gentlemen!

Wait, ladies and gent...

Testing, testing.

One, two, three.

Testing, testing.

(CROWD CLAMORING)

In heaven's name,

Catilina,

how long will you try

our patience?

How long will this madness

of yours mock us?

(GRUNTING)

MAN: Hey, buddy,

don't look at your nose

in the mirror

'cause it's not

where it used to be.

(BOTH LAUGH)

MAYOR CICERO:

To what depths of devastation

will your unbridled audacity

hurl this city?

-(GRUNTS)

-(MAN LAUGHING)

(GROANS)

MAYOR CICERO:

Your sordid life is marked

with every sort of

scandalous blot,

every dishonor

and wicked stain

our human imagination

can conceive.

Oh, what times!

Within this city...

(CROWD CLAMORING)

...there is nothing that can

give you satisfaction anymore.

Apart from your own

degraded band of hangers-on,

does not the alarm

of the people

-have any effect upon you?

-(SNIFFS)

No man exists

who does not hold you

in detestation.

I hold you in detestation,

whatever the hell

that man means.

MAYOR CICERO:

Resign in disgrace, Catilina.

It is your only choice,

step down now!

(ALL CHEERING)

Huey,

anyone can own this city.

There's a big sign

nailed to it,

"City for Sale."

(SENZA MAMMA

BY SUOR ANGELICA PLAYING)

(CESAR SINGING ALONG)

(SENZA MAMMA

CONTINUES PLAYING)

FUNDI: Catilina stumbles

into the night,

broken and dazed,

but there is no softness

in his degeneration.

This breakout

was long overdue, Miss Julia.

-(SIREN WAILING)

-Oh, Lord.

Wait, what's happening?

(SIREN CHIRPS)

OFFICER 1: Hands where

I can see them!

FUNDI: Hands where

you can see them.

OFFICER 1: Cesar Catilina,

open the door.

FUNDI: He's asleep.

OFFICER 2: Hey, Cesar.

I don't care if he's asleep,

get him up!

JULIA: He's sleeping!

OFFICER 2:

Get him up right now.

He's sleeping! Excuse...

Hey! Hey!

-Hey, no!

-OFFICER 2: Let go!

JULIA: This is not...

OFFICER 1: Stop resisting!

JULIA: Stop it!

-Commissioner.

-Fundi,

-take it easy. Take it easy.

-FUNDI: What's going on?

-Mr. Catilina is under arrest.

-What are the charges?

Unlawful intercourse

with a minor,

statutory r*pe,

and more coming.

-What are you talking about?

-JULIA: No. No.

No. It was a setup, okay?

-Get your hands off him!

-OFFICER 1: Give me your hand!

JULIA: f*ck You!

FUNDI: Julia. Julia,

please get back in the car.

JULIA: No, he's not... No.

HART: Julia.

JULIA: Okay, no.

-This is not right.

-HART: Please, Julia.

-Wait! It's not...

-HART: Julia!

-JULIA: f*ck you!

-(GRUNTS)

JULIA: This is not right!

HART: Julia,

don't make it any worse.

This is wrong. No!

Would you just get back

in the car, please?

You're wrong.

(SIREN CHIRPING)

HART: Until he can

understand his rights,

we'll call it

"protective custody."

Come on, Miss Julia,

let's get you home.

(SIGHS)

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

(WHIMPERING)

Revenge tastes best

while wearing a dress.

(LAUGHING MANIACALLY)

(FLY BUZZES)

Time,

stop.

JULIA: Vesta,

not a single thing on her.

CLODIA: Yeah.

JULIA: I don't trust her.

CLODIA: Wait,

what's this over here?

-Got it?

-JULIA: Yeah...

-Oh.

-Oh!

CLODIA: Here it is. Oh.

Bingo. Vesta.

Oh, my God. (EXHALES)

-Got it.

-She wasn't even born here.

(SIGHING)

She was born in Indonesia.

JULIA: Huh?

She came here

when she was six.

Lying little sl*t.

JULIA: Good job. Nailed it.

(WHISPERING) Okay, let's go.

Quick, quick, quick.

(BOTH LAUGHING)

(IMPERCEPTIBLE)

-(TELEPHONE RINGING DISTANTLY)

-(SIGHS)

MAYOR CICERO:

You can sit down.

Mm.

(SPEAKING LATIN)

-(BREATHES DEEPLY)

-(JULIA CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

who else knows about this?

Come on, Daddy.

She's 23 years old.

Clodio faked that video.

Catilina is

the guiltiest man unhanged.

But that's Vesta's

birth certificate.

It exonerates him.

Legally, yes.

But not morally.

I can get another one.

Don't.

Julia.

I'm going to Hamilton Crassus.

Julia?

(FOOTSTEPS RECEDING)

All the money in Rome

couldn't get me

to change my mind.

(DOORBELL CHIMING)

(JULIA CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

-Julia.

-Hi.

Come in, come in, come in.

JULIA: I had hoped to speak

with Mr. Crassus.

(RATTLING, DINGS)

Oh! I love that sound.

-(ALARM BEEPS)

-Listen, b*tch.

You and I ought to have

an understanding.

You're on my territory now,

and you're going to play

by my rules!

Okay?

One, Crassus is mine.

(JULIA SCOFFS SOFTLY)

Two, the bank is mine.

(CHUCKLES)

And three, and this may come

as a little surprise to you...

Right.

...Cesar's mine.

And he has been,

for a long time.

(KNOCKS)

CRASSUS:

Romans ruled the world,

but their wives ruled at home.

I'll be Robin Hood

for Saturnalia.

Tra la la! Beautiful.

It's all great, and the shoes?

I can't trust you.

Why not?

You've been attacking

your cousin

since you were six years old,

and I only hope you had

nothing to do with that shit.

Of course not. How...

How could you say that?

So what happens now?

Am I off the list?

What list?

Your list of heirs.

You're going to have

to prove yourself to me, son.

And cut your hair!

(UPBEAT MUSIC PLAYING)

Teen singing sensation

Vesta Sweetwater,

who had marketed herself

as being a 16-year-old,

and the city's

"Virgin Sweetheart,"

is actually 23 years old,

the New Rome district attorney

announced today.

Forensic examination

of the photos of sexual acts

revealed that they were

doctored and not authentic.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

(IMPERCEPTIBLE)

There goes the dream

that you had for me

I guess

I'm burning it down

It's all f*cked

And there's

no turning around

(MUSIC STOPS)

(CLOCK TICKING)

Hello!

How do you feel today?

What great new ideas

do you have?

I bet there's at least

50 of them!

Four: Addiction,

Disgrace, Scandal,

and m*rder.

The charges against you

were dropped!

CESAR: I've lost my power.

I can't control time anymore.

Artists can never lose

their control of time.

You taught me that,

how painters stop time,

how architecture

is frozen music,

how dancers combine

time and space,

musicians rhythmatize it,

poets sing it.

I didn't m*rder my wife...

but my moods...

my mania...

they drove her to, uh...

I'm sure she was proud

to be your wife.

(INHALES SHARPLY)

CESAR: Now, time,

stop!

Do it for me.

Try.

Stop time, for me.

Try it.

(CLOCK TICKING FASTER)

Oh, hear me, time.

For Julia...

Just try.

Hear me, time, stop now.

(SERENE MUSIC PLAYING)

We seem to have done it.

(MUSIC BUILDS)

(MUSIC FADES)

(BREATH TREMBLING)

Dream?

The omens are bad, my love.

I was looking at

the full moon,

when a cloud that looked

like a hand grabbed it.

Only those in a nightmare

are capable of

praising the moonlight.

(LIVELY PIANO MUSIC PLAYING)

DR. LYRA: Poor Chippy

broke his leg in the door.

First Megalon splint,

by Julia!

WOMAN: Chippy!

Aw, what happened?

DR. LYRA: Her leg tissue

will be fused with the Megalon

-in just a few weeks.

-(ALL CLAPPING)

CESAR:

Make an interesting shape,

but try not to break

the structure.

Within five minutes,

we should be able to get to

a hospital, to a theater.

All within five minutes.

This is what

I'm talking about,

we need to be interconnected.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

Let's take things from nature.

These are legs,

faces, heads...

The fastest way is through

a straight line to a point.

(INDISTINCT CONVERSATION)

CESAR: Okay, next.

Look at that model again

and explain it to me

one more time.

What's this?

Look just below the top.

That's gotta go.

Try to maintain the shape.

(LIVELY PIANO MUSIC CONTINUES)

CONSTANCE: I remember,

they rushed me to the hospital

because I had

a terrible stomachache.

Instead... what I had was you.

A genius son.

Mom, this is... this is Julia.

CONSTANCE: Oh. (SIGHS)

I wish

I could have had a girl.

We could have gone shopping,

we could have had lunch...

Mom, Julia's a girl.

Instead,

you were my great surprise...

And you go on and on and on

and on surprising everyone.

-Ah. Ah.

-I don't...

Despite what you think,

I'm not crazy.

My voices say I'm sane.

(CHUCKLING)

Ah, well.

(SIGHS)

Without that girl's love,

you're going to be

a has-been and a fake,

like your father.

Do you know that

there is string theory?

Do you know what that means?

That there are 11,

11 dimensions.

It hasn't been proven yet,

but that's what they think.

It's all just strings,

you know...

(HUMMING)

-...that interesting?

-(CESAR HUMMING)

You know,

when you got that Nobel Prize,

why didn't you mention

my name?

You could have gotten up,

and you could have said,

"To my mother."

-I was very sick.

-You could have said...

I forgot.

I'm sorry.

I don't think so.

They don't know

I'm your mother.

When you're with her...

you're finally able

to forget me.

-No, no.

-No?

No.

(EXCLAIMS)

That hurt.

He hurt me.

You hurt me.

I was kissing you, Mother.

(WHAT A DIFFERENCE A DAY MAKES

BY DINAH WASHINGTON PLAYING)

What a diff'rence

a day made

(JULIA CHUCKLES SOFTLY)

Twenty-four little hours

Brought the sun

and the flowers

(CLEARS THROAT)

Where there used

to be rain

-Ow!

-(LAUGHING)

That's it. Faster.

No, you were doing it.

-You were doing it.

-I'm just doing a solo.

-(GRUNTS)

-(SQUEALS)

(CESAR GRUNTING)

You've taken my life

and turned it

into something

really beautiful,

and I can't create anything

without you next to me.

No, I mean it.

You're the driving force

behind everything.

My inspiration comes from you,

my clarity comes from you,

my patience comes from you.

If I can imitate just 10%

of how you are in the world,

it would be a success.

I've never loved anybody

like you.

Love you.

I love you. I love you.

-(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

-MAN 1: Go to hell, Cesar!

(CROWD CLAMORING)

CLODIO: Excuse me.

What is this about?

Catilina leveled

their f*cking neighborhood

for his stupid Megalopolis.

He's an unelected monster!

He tore down our house,

ripped off the roof,

now we got no food,

we got nothing!

-f*cking disgusting.

-Give them some money.

-Here. Here, take it.

-Hey, you guys okay?

Just look at them...

I'm not sure...

See, this...

this is power,

this is where you find it.

You want power, you go public,

that's where

the real power is.

Then you'd be giving the city

to a bunch of mongrels.

I mean, look at them,

look at them.

Not mongrels, immigrants.

They're citizens these people,

they believe in voting,

you understand?

They hate Cesar, okay?

This is my chance to tear down

this bullshit Megalopolis.

I'm a citizen,

you're a citizen.

These people

are just human garbage.

Okay, okay, give me my money,

and get me

to the front of them,

that's what you're doing. Yes?

Make way for Clodio!

All hail, Clodio!

Hail, Clodio! Make way!

CLODIO: Power to the people.

Yeah?

Get that for me. Buy that.

HUEY: Hey, here,

give him the mic.

I'll give it back to you.

Power to the people.

I care.

Hand this out. Hand this out.

-I care. I see you.

-MAN 1: f*ck Catilina.

-Where the hell is Cesar?

-CLODIO: I see you.

MAN 2: Power to the people!

CLODIO: Power to the people!

CROWD: Power to the people!

CLODIO: I care.

-CROWD: Power to the people!

-I care about you

and I'm here and I see you!

-Hands off our homes!

-CROWD: Hands off our homes!

CLODIO: Hands off our homes!

CROWD: Hands off our homes!

(THUNDER RUMBLING)

ZANDERZ: Sorry.

MAYOR CICERO: What is it?

Mr. Nush Berman is here,

he'd like a minute

of your time.

(SIGHS) I'll... I...

Not in the residence.

I'll see him

in the banquet hall.

Excuse me just one moment,

I'll return soon.

Come back soon, Frankie.

So we're going to go slow,

quick quick slow,

quick quick slow...

(PLAYING DRUMS)

Slow, quick quick slow...

I'm aware that this kid Clodio

is a close friend of your,

uh, your daughter Julia?

He's no friend of Julia's,

he's an acquaintance,

and a bad influence.

(THUNDERCLAP)

He faked that video

of Catilina somehow.

He's picking up

a large popular constituency.

He's some kind of genius,

he can talk everything.

You handle this, Nush.

Okay. I'll fix it.

Just wanted to

check with you first

because, you know, uh...

Julia?

(THUNDERCLAP)

I don't mind the lightning,

but the thunder scares

the shit out of me.

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

-And...

-ZANDERZ: Your Honor,

you're never going to

believe this.

What?

You know that satellite that's

coming down over Labrador?

-Yes?

-Well,

it's not coming down

over Labrador.

How... How do they know?

Well, that's just it, sir,

they don't know,

not exactly.

Well, when will we know,

when it hits?

-Yes, Your Honor.

-That's too late.

I'm aware of that.

What do we do?

(SOLEMN MUSIC PLAYING)

(SIRENS WAILING)

(MUSIC FADES)

(INDISTINCT CHATTER)

(MICROPHONE FEEDBACK)

MALE REPORTER: Mr. Catilina,

you've said that,

as we jump into the future,

-we should do so unafraid.

-(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

But what if when we

do jump into the future,

there is something

to be afraid of?

(WOMAN SHUSHES)

Well, there's nothing to be

afraid of if you love.

Or have loved.

It's an unstoppable force.

It's unbreakable.

It has no limits,

it's within us,

it's around us,

and it's stretched

throughout time.

It's nothing you can touch,

yet it guides every decision

that we make.

But we do have

the obligation to each other

to ask questions

of one another.

What can we do?

Is this society,

is this way we're living,

the only one

that's available to us?

And when we ask

these questions,

when there's a dialogue

about them,

that basically is a utopia.

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

Ralph Waldo Emerson said,

"The end of

the human race will be

"that it will eventually die

of civilization."

But trend is not destiny.

Time,

show me the future.

Together,

we'll discover new paths,

which lead to the unknown

world ahead of us.

(SURREAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(IMPERCEPTIBLE)

(SLOW TICKING OF A CLOCK)

(SHATTERING)

(SURREAL MUSIC CONTINUES)

(TICKING FASTER)

(TAPE WHIRRING)

CESAR: You found me.

SUNNY: I have good news.

CESAR: What's that,

what's your good news?

SUNNY:

Those cigarettes, Cesar...

Why is there lipstick

on the cigarettes? (ECHOING)

CESAR:

Are you really asking me

-why there's lipstick...

-Who's been in our home again?

...I was at home

and not on a jury stand...

SUNNY: Why do you do this?

...where the judge

is asking...

SUNNY: Why do you do this?

CESAR: Why do I do what?

SUNNY: You use that

great brain of yours.

And you manipulate.

And you blame.

CESAR:

Why do I use my great brain

to find a bunch of

logical things...

SUNNY: And you try to make me

feel like I'm the crazy one.

...as opposed to

hypothetical situations?

SUNNY: But I'm not

the crazy one here.

CESAR: I'm not trying to

tell you you're crazy,

-but you're trying...

-SUNNY: You are, you are.

CESAR: How are you not trying

to tell me that I'm crazy?

SUNNY: You make me feel

that I'm imagining.

-It's not my imagination!

-CESAR: It's so convenient...

I'm so prepared, all I do...

SUNNY: Save your dreaded

heart, our family together.

MAYOR CICERO: How long will

this madness of yours mock us?

(PENSIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

(GASPS)

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

A man of the future

so possessed by the past...

Which is important now,

more than ever before.

Why now?

(JULIA SIGHS)

(KISSES)

Can't you even guess?

No.

Can't you see it in my eyes?

The result of all our drunken

messing around?

-A baby?

-(GASPS)

-Yeah.

-A baby?

A baby.

(LAUGHS)

Let's get married.

Married? What is that?

We can't get married.

Why not? Of course we can.

A baby!

No, Cesar,

you're in a moral pickle

of your own conscience.

You're already married.

Why didn't you and Sunny

have children?

We were trying.

Sorry.

Anywhere in Megalopolis,

you'll be able to ride

one of these to a park

in less than five minutes.

-Would you like to try?

-TERESA: I would love to try.

Would you... Thank you.

CESAR: All this is just

an exhibit, of course.

Frankie, come on.

Stick in the mud.

I mean, he comes up with magic

whenever he needs to

sell something to the people.

(TERESA VOCALIZING)

Frankie, come on,

I'm floating.

-(LAUGHS)

-Don't get it.

You will.

Plus, every adult,

every single adult will have

a private beautiful garden.

And I'll put this in, uh,

the kitchen.

Welcome to our home.

MAYOR CICERO: Oh.

Cards, what fun.

What should it be, poker?

JULIA: Uh, nickel-dime.

I've put beans on the table.

Utopias offer

no ready-made solutions.

Well, they're not meant to

offer solutions,

they're meant to

ask the right questions.

Yes, but...

utopias turn into dystopias.

CESAR: So,

we should just accept this

endless conflict

that we live in now?

Wasn't it human friendliness

that stimulated our brains

by "learning,"

and enabled us to out-compete

all the other species

on earth?

Oh, dear. Blah blah blah.

It's a nice picture,

but how do we know?

Well, there's no other way.

How else could such

a slow-maturing species

make it through the Ice Age?

-TERESA: Now, boys...

-How could such few,

weak, bipedal apes

evolve more costly brains,

smarter brains

than other apes,

and do it without reproducing

so slowly they'd go extinct?

(CARDS SHUFFLING)

We were fierce,

aggressive, w*r-like

as our closest ancestors,

chimpanzees.

Yes, yes,

but there were so few of us,

and scattered across

a vast continent,

so... no.

In or out,

are we playing cards

or reinventing history?

Where were we?

This is an enormous pot.

TERESA: Cesar is winning.

"Civilization itself remains

the great enemy of mankind."

Rousseau.

You're quoting Petrarch,

to be accurate,

misquoting him.

-(JULIA SIGHS)

-Julia can quote anyone.

-JULIA: I...

-Humor me, please.

JULIA: Daddy.

-You remember. Mm-hmm.

-I do, I remember.

-(EXHALES)

-Poise... Mm-hmm.

"It is the responsibility

of leadership

"to work intelligently

with what is given,

"and not waste time

fantasizing about a world

"of flawless people

and perfect choices."

-Marcus Aurelius.

-MAYOR CICERO: Hear, hear.

Excellent.

Don't say your philosophy,

Daddy,

embody it.

"The object of life

is not to be

"on the side of the majority,

"but to escape

finding yourself

"in the ranks of the insane."

-Marcus Aurelius.

-Ah. (SCOFFS)

(MAYOR CICERO SIGHS)

"The universe is change,

"our life is what

our thoughts make it."

Marcus Aurelius.

TERESA: (CHUCKLES) Oh, Julia,

there is no one like you,

having such beautiful things

in your home.

And I understand

it can expand as needed?

JULIA: Well, yes.

Now that we're going to have

a baby.

-What?

-Oh, darling!

If it's a girl, she'll be

given the name "Sunny Hope."

And if it's a boy,

he'll be named Francis.

TERESA: Oh, Julia.

JULIA: Daddy. Daddy, please.

Daddy, look at me.

In my eyes. It's me.

Could I love someone evil?

TERESA: Frankie...

Amor?

(SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYS)

JULIA: Daddy?

Daddy.

We fight for what we love.

But we don't always win.

Julia.

Cesar, I...

I just...

I'm breaking his heart.

So what do you want to do,

do you want to leave?

No.

(SOFT DRAMATIC MUSIC

CONTINUES)

FUNDI: It was a time of

excess and greed.

No one was satisfied

with the senate

and practically

everyone contemplated

the idea of change

with pleasure.

(CROWD CHEERING)

CLODIO: Hi, Channel 4!

What do you say?

Hi, Crosstalk.

Hi, TV, New Rome.

-(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

-Hi, all news.

He has no boundaries.

And that's how you get into...

that makes a political leader.

A little crazy, no boundaries,

-and he's an entertainer.

-CLODIO: Say, "Hi, all news."

That old fool Nush tried to

muscle you out of politics.

-(RUMBLING)

-(SCREAMS)

Yeah, well, he dropped dead,

and I won.

Don't you see what we built?

This is the dream,

the unwanted,

the unneeded, the uneducated,

we're all together now.

Power to the people.

-Power to the people!

-CROWD: Power to the people!

Pulcher for the culture!

CROWD:

Pulcher for the culture!

-Cesar's not a pleaser!

-CROWD: Cesar's not a pleaser!

Pulcher for Alderman,

it's only me, no one else!

You can't name anyone else!

-It's just...

-MAN: Cesar Catilina!

Who said that?

MAN: Cesar Catilina!

You shut the f*ck up!

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

Will no one rid me

of this f*cking cousin?

Will no one rid me

of this f*cking cousin?

Stop. Go film them.

f*ck Cesar!

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

(DOOR OPENS)

Catilina.

This is an unexpected visit,

Cicero.

Call me Frank.

It's not Franklyn,

but really Frank.

You know,

like Sinatra, Francis.

Francis. Is this

Design Authority business?

(SIGHS)

There's something

I need to say.

It's difficult.

May I?

Sure. Go on.

Please.

I know I've att*cked you,

prosecuted you,

but you can't begin to know

what Julia means to me.

Oh.

I'll give up everything.

Please, pass her by.

We both know what's best

for her and the child.

Let Julia go. Think of her.

If you could make her feel

you no longer love her...

I would put this

in your hands.

It's my signed confession.

Evidence about

your wife's body.

Now that Nush Berman is dead,

I can say it.

I was dishonest

in my prosecution of you.

Now, I can survive anything,

just not her

to know my complicity.

This is your insurance policy.

Although I don't understand

what you're doing,

I will support you.

Privately

and publicly.

If you can do this

for my family,

we will always be grateful.

I'll wait three days

to hear from you.

Oh, Cicero.

There are only two things

impossible to stare at

very long,

the sun

and your own soul.

Wow, where's your coat?

I waited with no coat

because I knew

you'd give me yours.

And it would be warm.

(SNIFFS) Oh. Oh.

It smells of you.

Sandalwood... citrus...

sweet male memories.

It can still all be yours,

Cesar,

me and Crassus's bank,

which I'll steal

so I can give it to you.

Wow.

(ENGINE STARTS)

WOW: I should really learn

more about banking, dear.

I'm so bored all day.

CRASSUS: That's no good.

And you want me to,

right, darling?

CRASSUS: Oh.

You want me to take over?

-CRASSUS: Yes.

-Yes.

I'll start with

Cesar's accounts.

HOST: Tonight on Crosstalk.

HOSTESS: Is Megalon

the path to a better life

for you and your family?

Or is it the dream

of an eccentric

mad scientist

that could k*ll us all?

HOST: On Crosstalk.

MAN 1: Megalon is

from outer space.

MAN 2: Open your window, man,

look at what's happening

in the streets.

The new revolution, man!

Sex, dr*gs, and Megalon!

"Megalopolis

Doesn't Fit Together!"

"Megalon Deemed Unsafe

by Experts."

FUNDI: What are you doing?

-What bullshit.

-FUNDI: What are you doing?

You can't park here.

This is a construction site.

(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

You can't park here. Look!

(SPEAKING SPANISH)

You don't...

Oh, you don't understand.

Okay.

-Okay. Okay.

-You got it.

I have to get home soon

to make dinner.

FUNDI: You have to move.

You have to move.

I'm just going to go say hi.

FUNDI:

I'll deal with this guy.

You, get in your car,

you don't understand me?

Move! I said, get in your car

and move it. Let's go.

-(MAN SPEAKING INDISTINCTLY)

-FUNDI: Let's go. Let's go!

Get in. Let's go!

-The mayor's waiting.

-FUNDI: Let's go. Let's go!

-Can I have your autograph?

-CESAR: Of course you can.

-What's your name?

-Sam.

Sam. I love that name Sam,

it's to the point.

Cesar will never say no

to a child.

"To Sam..."

How old are you, Sam?

-I'm 12.

-Twelve. I used to be 12,

you believe it or not.

-Do I look 12 now?

-No.

Thank you, Sam. (CHUCKLING)

All right, there you are, Sam.

(TAPS PEN)

Nice to meet you.

Nice to meet you too.

(b*llet CLINKING)

JULIA: No!

Boss!

JULIA: Hey! Hey, stop!

Help him!

(SIREN WAILING)

(FUNDI MUTTERING)

Come on.

CESAR: I will not let time

have dominion

over my thoughts.

...have dominion

over my thoughts.

(SHOUTS) I will not let time

have dominion

-over my thoughts!

-(g*nsh*t)

I will not let time

have dominion

over my thoughts.

I will not let time have...

I will not let time have

dominion... my thoughts.

...let time...

I will not let time

have dominion

over my thoughts.

...my thoughts...

I will not let time have

dominion over my thoughts.

Time, stop! (ECHOES)

JULIA: I'm here, my love.

I'm here, my love.

DR. LYRA: Megalon

has no delineation,

knows no boundaries...

(ECHOING)

Megalon will activate

some of the signals

that will express genes,

sub-atomic particles, atoms,

molecules, human connection...

JULIA: Cesar.

Megalon fuses all forces...

...will activate

some of the signals

that will express genes...

...enabling Cesar to grow

his face like a second skin.

Do you have the cells?

It is a language.

Sunny's hair.

CHARLES: We found

a sample of Sunny's hair.

DR. LYRA: The first of

its kind bio-hybrid.

A living material

combining man-made

and nature-grown tissues.

The Megalon is the connection,

the signal.

You think this is a joke?

You've made him a martyr,

you f*cking idiot.

It's bad enough

he won the Nobel,

now you've made him a martyr.

You're an ignoramus.

Sic semper tyrannis!

(CLODIO GRUNTS)

(CESAR MOANING IN PAIN)

Sunny...

JULIA: I'm here, honey.

I was desperate.

(SHUSHES) It's okay.

I discovered

the principle of Megalon

trying to save her life.

(WATER SPLASHING)

The red envelope...

Cicero.

Something never disclosed.

The embodiment of all

my desires and regrets

were named Jane Doe.

My mania,

my obsessions,

my greatest loss,

Jane Doe.

Condemned with the truth.

Truths, found in the coldest,

darkest morgue of our heart.

(WHISPERING) Be with her.

CESAR: She came home

with good news,

but saw something

that enraged her jealousy.

I followed, but I saw her

drive over the bridge,

and into the icy water.

And in that madness,

it came to me.

I discovered

the principle of Megalon

trying to save her life.

She said she had good news...

(ECHOES)

her secret.

And then all was lost

to me forever.

(BREATHING HEAVILY)

This is my heart.

(SIGHS WEARILY)

-(DOOR CLOSES)

-CESAR: No, no, no, no, no,

no, no, no, no! No, no!

ARAM:

We're here to see Crassus.

Someone froze our accounts.

-Someone's messing with the...

-No, no, no, no, no!

I'll be in the car

if you need me, okay?

What...

(DOOR CLOSES)

You know, when I heard

you were shot, I was pissed...

that I didn't

get to do it myself.

-(SCOFFS)

-CLODIO: Ah... It's a joke.

But you never had

a sense of humor.

(TAP DANCING)

I have a sense of humor.

And I have everything else

that you have.

Brains, family,

name, talent.

It's injected the wrong way,

but I share your passions.

...creation...

Creation...

...destruction.

You know, your way,

it's meticulous

and it's hygienic,

but it's f*cking soulless.

And my way is real,

and I want it.

I want it all.

I want the moon.

And I'm going to have it.

WOW: Clodio.

Creation...

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

(SHUSHES)

No, no, no, no, no, no, no!

Darling, what is it?

(SOMBER MUSIC PLAYING)

Our accounts are frozen.

I'm in a position

where I can do

all kinds of things on my own,

Cesar.

(LAUGHING)

(SITAR PLAYING)

(GASPS)

Oh, my God...

It can all be yours, Cesar,

everything.

These diamonds

mean nothing to me.

Take me.

Take my love.

CRASSUS: Cesar!

Come in. Come in, Cesar.

You got to be careful, huh?

Yeah. Okay.

You just sit right here.

Here. Here.

Oh, let me just see...

I came to ask why...

our accounts are frozen.

Frozen?

Must be a mistake, son.

Wow, do you know anything

about this?

"Moxie."

-CESAR: Uncle...

-Yes.

Be remembered...

for your generosity.

-CRASSUS: Remembered?

-(WOW CLEARS THROAT)

I'm not going anywhere.

What's a seven-letter word

for "God's revenge

on mankind"?

Pandora.

Bingo.

(TENSE MUSIC PLAYING)

Huey.

-Pick up my hat.

-HUEY: Pick up my hat.

ASSISTANT: Pick up my hat.

(ELEVATOR DINGS)

AUTOMATED VOICE: Going up.

Yes, we are.

We are going up,

and they are going down.

We just have to get

our affairs in order,

tell all the little boys

what to do.

One, two, three, yippee yay.

Hello.

Do you like my outfit?

(LAUGHS)

Yes, it's beautiful, Wow.

Yes, Auntie Wow.

(CHUCKLES) Yes,

it's beautiful, Auntie Wow.

Does it make my ass look good?

I can't see it.

Yes, it's beautiful,

Auntie Wow.

(CHUCKLES)

WOW: Kiss it.

Grandpa Crassus

is beginning to doubt

that you're giving up

on politics.

You are a very bad, bad boy.

-(KISSING)

-But you're lucky,

because Auntie Wow

has come here to help you.

(CLODIO MOANING)

-WOW: Are you lucky?

-Yes.

-Yes what?

-Yes, Auntie Wow.

-(MOANS)

-(LIGHTS FLICKERING)

-What's that?

-That's your p*ssy.

I said, what is that?

That's Cesar's Megalopolis

using up the city's power.

Think it's all over the city?

-It's all over the city.

-Do you want to f*ck me?

I want to f*ck you so bad,

Auntie Wow.

(WOW GRUNTS)

Then take your pants off

and get on the table.

CLODIO: Yes, Auntie Wow.

WOW: Now,

your grandfather insisted

on a prenuptial agreement

so that I can't inherit

his bank.

Therefore...

you and I are going to do

a takeover.

You and your Auntie Wow,

and she knows how.

Mm.

Yes, Auntie Wow.

One, you will suggest

to Crassus...

-Yes.

-...that you become interim

CEO of his bank,

that they draft up a memo

of his support

-and that you two work...

-Oh, f*ck!

...on a "term sheet" together.

We're gonna work

on a term sheet...

WOW: Yeah.

-...Auntie Wow.

-You understand?

-Now, he'll think...

-Yes.

...that he's going to remain

Chairman and CEO...

But he won't.

...and keep you

as interim CEO.

-Two, when he does that...

-Two.

Yes.

...you're going to refuse,

okay?

I'll say, "No, no!"

And then all the friendly

talks are going to fall apart.

-(MOANING)

-Okay.

You like obeying me,

don't you?

CLODIO: Yes.

I've come to ask

if you'd consider saying

you support

my becoming interim CEO.

CRASSUS: You cut your hair.

CLODIO: I did.

You're making an effort, good!

Well, what I would need is,

I would need a memo

from the board, Grandpa,

saying you support

my becoming interim CEO.

CRASSUS: You're a banker now.

I'm proud of you.

Yeah, I'll give you a title,

teach you the game.

Wait,

this term sheet says

that you would be

interim CEO and Chairman.

Well, yeah.

I mean, I don't know.

Interim CEO... Huh.

And I would retire.

It's not friendly.

(DRAMATIC MUSIC PLAYING)

This is hostile.

This is treacherous!

-I didn't mean...

-Villainous!

I didn't mean it

to be hostile!

CRASSUS: Whose name is this?

CLODIO: I thought

it was inevitable.

-CRASSUS: Who signed this?

-Just stay still, please.

I did what you asked.

-Yes, indeed. Grandpa, please.

-No! No!

(CRASSUS GRUNTING)

-Get away from me! No!

-Please, you have to lie down!

CRASSUS: I can't...

(GRUNTING)

AIDE: Mr. Crassus!

CRASSUS: God, it was you

who gave me my fortune.

And It will be

the will of Chronos

to seek our revenge.

FUNDI:

"Let us fall in love again

"and scatter gold dust

all over the world.

"Let us become a new spring

"and feel the breeze

drift in heaven's scent.

"Let us dress

the earth in green

"and like the sap

of a young tree,

"let the grace from within

sustain us.

(BABY CRYING)

"Let us carve gems

out of our stony hearts

"and let them light our path

to Love.

"The glance of Love

is crystal clear

"and we are blessed by it."

(BABY FUSSING)

I now pronounce you

husband and wife.

(TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYING)

(IMPERCEPTIBLE)

-(CHILDREN GIGGLING)

-(TOY TRAIN TOOTING)

(FESTIVE MUSIC PLAYING)

CHILDREN:

Happy Saturnalia to you!

Happy Saturnalia

to everyone!

Happy Saturnalia to you!

(INSTRUMENTAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(CLANGING)

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

Okay, gentlemen,

-deliver.

-(ALL CHEERING)

This is an inside takeover.

Begin.

O beautiful

for spacious skies

For amber waves of grain

For purple mountain...

Doesn't that feel good?

Cause for celebration.

Now get the f*ck out

of my car.

America! America!

The move is final

as of 11:00 p.m.,

Eastern Standard Time.

And crown thy good

with brotherhood

From sea to shining sea!

CHAIRWOMAN: Now that

the new board is installed,

and has voted...

Speak louder,

I'm hard of hearing!

The board has voted

to remove Hamilton Crassus

from the office of CEO

of Crassus National Bank.

-Arigato.

-(SCATTERED CLAPPING)

(WOW GRUNTS)

Thank you very much.

We got the bank,

now unleash the mob.

(SUSPENSEFUL MUSIC PLAYING)

(FUNDI SPEAKING LATIN)

unless a kingdom tempts

to break the laws,

for sovereign power alone

can justify the cause.

-(SIREN WAILING)

-(CROWD CLAMORING)

CLODIO: Where is Cesar now?

Where is his Megalopolis?

We've waited long enough, no?

If you don't fight like hell,

we're gonna lose the city.

Keep what's ours.

Cesar has failed,

-Cicero has failed.

-(MUMBLING)

CLODIO: The city is ours!

MAYOR CICERO:

Attention, attention.

m*rder and v*olence

stalk our streets...

We are here,

we are powerful,

and we are taking

our country back!

Pulcher for the culture!

MAYOR CICERO:

We are threatened by evil men.

New Rome, the greatest country

the world has ever known,

is threatened

by those men

who propose to take charge

of the affairs

of the government.

CLODIO: f*ck Cesar!

f*ck the Mayor,

and f*ck City Hall!

POLICEMAN: Back away

from the gate of City Hall.

Commissioner?

Over here, the train's coming.

-(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

-(BABY CRYING)

POLICEMAN:

This is an illegal gathering.

MAN 1: What have you done

with Megalopolis?

MAN 2: Where's Megalopolis?

POLICEMAN: Hold the line!

Hold the line!

Mayor Cicero?

There's another car coming,

guys.

The mayor's extraction

is underway. Over.

Hi...

Hi.

May... May I hold her?

Yeah. It's your grandpa.

Hi...

-Who's that?

-Hi...

Oh...

Oh, I used to hold you

like this.

(LAUGHS)

-Oh, look at you.

-Look, she likes you.

Yeah.

You're holding the future

in your hands.

Don't you want

a better world for her?

Cesar is a reckless dreamer

who will destroy the world

sooner than he can build

a better one.

(BABY FUSSING)

Can't you and I

be like we were before?

Could we?

Can't we, Julia?

My little girl, my angel?

Trust us.

Trust me, Daddy.

(JULIA SNIFFLES)

(EXHALES)

There's been some news.

The rioters have been

pushed back,

and the road's cleared.

Thank God.

(JULIA MURMURS AND COOS)

REPORTER:

...earlier today has devolved

-into a scene of v*olence.

-CRASSUS: America,

master of the known world,

is now kaput.

(CLODIO LAUGHING)

WOW: Be quiet for once

and follow my lead.

(DOOR CLOSES)

WOW: Our poor Robin Hood.

He doesn't have

much time left,

but he wanted to see you.

CLODIO: Well, he's not one

to give up on things.

He can barely speak.

We came to pay

our respects, Grandpa.

What do you think

of this boner I got?

(CLODIO CHUCKLING)

One look at her and I'm up...

(WOW CHUCKLES)

If it wasn't for this,

I would have been

able to out-spend you

in the end.

But I will

outlive you.

Wow,

you Wall Street sl*t,

this is your closing bell.

(GASPS)

CLODIO: What?

No.

No, Auntie Wow.

No, no, no.

(GRUNTS)

(YELPS)

f*ck!

(SCREAMING)

FUNDI: The gods have decreed

that history teach us,

all that is needed

is a slight push

to send our republic toppling.

For it is in the power

of any daring man

to overturn

a sickly commonwealth.

POLICEMAN:

You are here illegally.

Go home

or you will be arrested.

(CROWD CLAMORING)

Put down your weapons

and go back to your homes,

please.

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

MAN 1: Cesar is alive!

POLICEMAN:

We need you to stop!

Man.

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKING)

What is that?

What do we know of him?

His gods?

Liberty...

love...

...kindness,

mind,

death,

destiny.

Destiny.

(BABY CRYING)

I'm not concerned

with my place in history.

What I am concerned about

is time,

consciousness, and courage.

But what is time,

except a curve of past

and future around us?

What is consciousness,

except a burst of the soul

from inside?

And what is courage,

but the beginning

of a vital conversation?

We're in need of a great

debate about the future!

We want every person

in the world

to take part in that debate.

This city is threatened

by unusual

-and dire circumstances...

-Wait, Your Honor.

-...we have...

-Your Honor, listen.

He's incriminating himself.

Tear down debt!

Tear down the world of

ready-made slums

that those families that run

the world shove you into.

You were born with the option

to be what you want to be,

and must!

MAN 1: Cesar! Cesar Catilina!

Let it not be said that

we reduced ourselves

to be brutes

and mindless beasts of burden.

The human being shall rightly

be called a great miracle,

and a living creature

for all to admire!

We are such stuff

as dreams are made of.

MAN 1: Yes!

MAN 2: Yes!

MAN 1: Catilina!

MAN 2: Hail, New Rome!

Hail, Megalopolis!

CESAR: Our Mother Earth

gave us the genius

to see a future so beautiful

that we can't

let it be denied.

The gates of Megalopolis

are open!

Go now, and know

our world is changed forever!

(SURREAL MUSIC PLAYING)

CRASSUS:

Evoke the contingency clause.

I'm going to leave

the patents to Megalon,

the bank, my entire fortune,

to Cesar's Garden of Eden,

to Megalopolis!

I'll be known as

"Crassus the Generous,"

loved for eternity!

CLODIO: Yeah, go, go.

(GROANING)

-One more.

-Wait!

All right.

-One more.

-Okay.

-Ready, and pull!

-Yeah, go, go, go.

(MUFFLED GROANING)

MAN 1: You threw us under

the bus, you piece of shit.

Yeah?

MAN 2:

Where'd all the money go?

-The team!

-MAN 3: You double-crossed us.

CLODIO: "Don't tread on me!"

-MAN 2: You double-crossed us!

-You own the bank?

MAN 2: You used us.

So much for your loyal base,

assh*le, what'd I tell you!

"No crutches, no crosses!"

MAN 1: Tie him up!

(INDISTINCT SHOUTING)

CLODIO:

Wait, wait, wait! Wait!

Help!

Help me, Grandpa!

Help me, Grandpa!

Thank you.

TERESA: Come on.

Please.

(INDISTINCPOLICE RADIO CHATTER)

Come on, Frankie.

Teri...

Darling.

(SURREAL MUSIC PLAYING)

(CROWD CHEERING)

MAYOR CICERO: Happy New Year!

Good to see you!

Good to see you!

TERESA: Happy New Year!

Happy New Year!

TERESA: Happy New Year,

everybody!

(LAUGHING) Happy New Year!

-Oh, we've got a new year...

-(IMPERCEPTIBLE)

(CHEERING CONTINUES)

-MAYOR CICERO: Happy New Year!

-Mwah!

TERESA: Happy New Year!

-Happy New Year!

-MAYOR CICERO: Happy New Year!

(JULIA CHUCKLES)

Mother.

While I'm here,

can I just have one?

(CAMERA SHUTTER CLICKS)

There's still

so much to accomplish...

but is there time?

Promise me,

you will build nobly.

Yes, Dad. We promise.

Oh, yes,

be assured.

Build a future for her.

-Julia...

-CROWD: Ten, nine...

-...stop time.

-...eight, seven, six,

-five, four...

-Now, time, stop!

(BABY GURGLING)

(CLOCK TICKING)

CHILDREN: I pledge allegiance

to our human family,

and to all the species

that we protect.

One earth, indivisible,

with long life,

education and justice for all.

FUNDI: ...education

and justice for all.

MAN: One, two, three, four.

(LONELY PLANEBY THE THE PLAYING)

Planet Earth

is slowing down

Overseas, underground

Wherever you look around

Lord, take me by the hand

Lead me through these

desert sands

To the shores

of a promised land

You make me cry

When you look into my eyes

And see me for who

I really am

If you can't

change the world

Change yourself

If you can't

change the world

Change yourself

If you can't

change the world

Change yourself

If you can't

change the world

Change yourself

If you can't

change the world

Change yourself

And if you can't

change yourself

Then change your world

The world's too big

And life's too short

To be alone

To be alone

(VOCALIZING)

(SONG FADES)

(TRIUMPHANT MUSIC PLAYING)

(CAPTIVATING MUSIC PLAYING)

(MUSIC FADES)
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