[He may yet change this title -- but I needed something for the filename. --arcangel]
<SCENE: Martin picking up a trail of clothes, working down to underwear (male and female), opening a door and throwing them in.>
MARTIN: You forgot these.
<SCENE: Martin and a man with long dark hair, both wearing threadbare street clothes, walking down a hall.>
MARTIN: How in the hell am I going to get the deposit back on the apartment when you paint a mural of a naked woman on your bedroom wall?!?
<SCENE: Martin blinks as the long-haired guy swishes water around in a glass, and it turns a dark purple.>
MARTIN: You just turned that water into wine.
ELI: No I didn't.
MARTIN: Yes you did!
ELI: No I didn't. (waves a hand; the kitchen faucet turns itself on, and a rich red liquid rushes out) That's wine.
<SCENE: Three men in suits and dark glasses, with enormous guns in their hands, stand outside the apartment door.>
MALAKIM in BLACK: Eli, are you in there?
<SCENE: Eli slapping stuff into a suitcase at hyperspeed.>
MALAKIM in BLACK'S VOICE: Come peacefully, Eli, it'll look better on your record...
<SCENE: Eli and Martin run through a field, huge blasts of blue-white fire arcing over their heads.>
MARTIN (VOICEOVER) Let me get this straight...
<SCENE: Eli and Martin in a fast food place.>
MARTIN: ... you're an Archangel, and another Archangel's sent his goons to kill you?
<SCENE: camera pans up the dark-cowled form of Dominic, six red eyes glaring menacingly from the hood.>
ELI (VOICEOVER): Dominic's not excactly the "I'm okay, you're okay" kind of person.
<SCENE: Martin and Eli huddle beneath a park bench as Malakim in Black and Calabim in Denim throw massive fireworks at each other.>
<SCENE: Martin in Eli's face, cut into a rapid-fire montage of Martin in deadly peril from one side or the other.>
MARTIN: Because of you, I've been beat up, blown up, thrown up, laid up, and torn up by angels, demons, and a crazy maitre'D with a Hungarian accent!!
ELI (shrugs): Well, you're alive... aren't you?
<SCENE: Martin and Eli in Notre Dame Cathederal, with Angels lining the pews, and a menangerie of Archangels seated at one end.>
<SCENE: Martin and Eli in an airport terminal.>
ELI: You don't have to come with me, you know.
MARTIN: Yes I do. You still owe me fifty bucks on last month's rent.
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