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Castle, gallows-day Black Screen. The year is 1604. KING JAMES I has begun ridding away of the Roman Catholics in all England. Woman's voice (V.O.) Remember, remember, Guy Fawkes, Guy Fawkes, t'was his intent To blow up King and Parli'ment. Three-score barrels of powder below To prove old England's overthrow; Fade in: King James stands with several guards and his son CHARLES. Two guards are holding a Catholic PRISONER. King James Tell me, what do you see before you? The prisoner keeps looking down, as his hands remain bound behind him. Charles Tell him what you see, whelp! Prisoner I see... KING JAMES You see a king. Your king, and the king of all who live in England. If you do not leave the country, I will make you leave the earth. The prisoner looks up at the king. PRISONER I see a king who devotes himself to the devil. And only wishes to endure a hard trial of life. The king spits in the prisoner's face. King James You and your people are a threat to my kingdom. And what better way to be rid of threats then to kill them? I hereby ensure that these gallows hold you until death. The guards bring up the prisoner to the top of the gallows where we see an entire crowd looking at him. The prisoner looks beaten and sad. His clothes, but rags and cloth, and a noose tied around his neck. The king smiles. The crowd throws their arms in a brooding manner. They shout names and curse at him. WOMAN'S VOICE (V.O.) By God's providence he was catch'd With a dark lantern and burning match. Holloa boys, let the bells ring. Holloa boys, God save the King! The executioner comes up to the lever and grasps his hands around it. The prisoner stares at the faces of all people who despise him. The lever is pulled. The prisoner closes his eyes. 000200000746000006DB740,Fade out: EXT. sea, england-night It is a calm night in England. No rain, no wind, or any storm at sea. We see a small ship making it's way to a beach, with a small town on a cliff. EXT. boat, sea-night A man named ROBERT CATESBY is seen looking out at the beach, as he leans against the ship's railing. He sighs, as he takes in the sight. Another man approaches near Catesby. It is THOMAS WINTOUR. Wintour We should be at port soon, cousin. Catesby glances over his shoulder at Wintour. He looks back at the beach. Catesby Wright will be our man to meet there. He is expecting us tonight. I don't want any delays. WINTOUR Of course not. Wintour approaches the boat railing and stands next to his cousin. WINTOUR (Cont'd) There is something on this cool breeze that tells me we are in danger. CATESBY Of course we are. The king and his men plan to take us and all like us to the hell he should be condemned to. WINTOUR We will send him there first, hopefully. CATESBY Aye... I am thinking of the most sure way and I will soon let you know what it is. Catesby and Wintour watch the sea as they come closer to shore. EXT. Harbor-NIGHT We see the ship pull up to a harbor. The docks are empty of people and the wind begins to pick up. Catesby and Wintour exit the boat and walk on the boardwalk. Both look around at the site as they walk. Several guards are patrolling the docks. Catesby notices them and ducks down with Wintour. They hide behind a few boxes. One guard walks by the boxes, without noticing Catesby or Wintour. Cut to: EXT. village-night Catesby and Wintour arrive at the small village. They feel like two crows in a crowd of doves, but there was hardly anyone outside tonight. Catesby looks over to his left, seeing two guards at a watch post talking. Catesby reaches for his cross hanging from his neck and tucks it away beneath his shirt. 00020000066700000E1B661,Wintour comes to a door of a seemingly small house. He knocks five times. The door opens. An elderly looking MAN is seen. Man Are you both alone? CATESBY Just us. MAN Come! The man opens the door for Catesby and Wintour to enter. INT. House-night The house appears as if it were under the ownership of a poor man. Catesby and Wintour enter and follow the man to a back door. The man opens the back door and holds a lantern. MAN This home is built right on the walls of this village. May you find a way to London with the carriage waiting outside. Catesby and Wintour walk through the door, leaving the man's house. The man closes the door. EXT. outside the village-night Catesby and Wintour stand by their carriage. WINTOUR My brother told me he will be with Wright in London. Catesby pulls out a map of England. He points on certain locations of the map, as he talks. CATESBY We are here in Shoeburry, we need to travel to London and meet the rest of the them. WINTOUR Then we begin the plot? Catesby shakes his head. CATESBY No, the plot is only beginning. We'll need a shipload of barrels containing gunpowder. WINTOUR How can we accomplish so many? CATESBY Fear not, Thomas. We will get it soon enough. Catesby rolls up the map and puts away in his large pockets. CATESBY (Cont'D) Yes... soon enough. EXT. England plains-Various day times The carriage is seen riding across a long road throughout England. Catesby and Wintour are inside it waiting until they arrive in England. The Journey takes 3 days to complete. As the days go on, Catesby and Wintour make few stops and write letters for other people they are soon to meet. 0002000006530000147C64D,Cut to: ext. outside London-night After 3 days, Wintour and Catesby arrive in London. The carriage comes to the gates. Two guards armed with halberds walk over to the carriage. They look through the windows seeing two men with their hats covering their faces. One GUARD turns back to the gate. Guard Open the gate! The two guards walk back to their posts, as the gate opens and carriage enters through it. EXT. London city-continuous We see the carriage move through the streets of London. Some people are still out in the wet weather, for it had rained recently. We see Catesby looking out his window. INT. Carriage-continuous Catesby looks at some of the people who walk near the carriage. He at them with a stern face and a slight glance. He turns away from them. Wintour is asleep, his hat covering his face. Catesby smirks and reaches over and gives Wintour a tug on the shoulder, waking him up. WINTOUR (Startled) We in London? Catesby nods. WINTOUR (CONT'D) We at Wright's place yet? Catesby shakes his head. WINTOUR (CONT'D) Well, wake me when we get... Wintour falls back asleep, snoring. Catesby looks back out the window. Here we see the houses of Parliament standing tall and brooding. Catesby squints at the building, until the carriage turns around a corner and his view of the building is gone. He leans back in his chair and waits. EXT. LONDON CITY-NIGHT (later) The carriage comes down a street that seemed to go downward. The carriage had entered a suburb of London, where John Wright and a few others were waiting. Catesby noticed the carriage stopping. He got up and shook his cousin Wintour. 00020000067200001AC966C,CATESBY We're here. EXT. LONDON streets-night Catesby and Wintour exit the carriage and toss the coach three silver coins. The coach nods to them. Catesby waves two fingers to the coach, who takes off into the streets. Wintour and Catesby walk down the streets carrying their sacks of clothing and other materials. They hardly pass by anyone, for it was very late, and the moon already very bright. Wintour takes a long yawn. Catesby looked over at house he seemed to recognize. He looked over at Wintour. CATESBY This way. The two walk swiftly over to this house. Catesby knew that this was the house of JOHN WRIGHT. He knocks five times. No answer. Catesby looks into the window. There are no lights inside, ensuring that no one was home or they were asleep. Catesby looks at Wintour and shrugs. WINTOUR (Whispering) This cannot be it. CATESBY It is not. Catesby looks and wanders over to the house directly on the other side. There were lights on in this house. Catesby and Wintour stand by the door of the house. Catesby knocks five times. A small opening near the top of the door opens. It reveals the eyes of a man. MAN Who is it? CATESBY Robert Catesby and Thomas Wintour. We are here for the plot. The opening shuts. The door opens. Catesby and Wintour enter. INT. Wright's house-night John Wright was the man who allowed these men inside. He leads Catesby and Wintour over to a table. Catesby removes his cape and places it on his chair. Wintour does the same. They notice several other men sitting at the round table. They were so named: ROBERT WINTOUR (Thomas' Brother), CHRISTOPHER WRIGHT (John Wright's Brother), and THOMAS PERCY. 00020000084F00002135849,John Wright Please sit. Catesby and Wintour sat down. INT. WRIGHT'S HOUSE-NIGHT (Later) The men were already comfortable. All lean back, and listening to each other. Catesby stood though. They were all discussing their plot for London. CATESBY Gentlemen, we have sat here waiting for the others for almost an hour. I had requested us all to gather here so that we may take this plot into succession. Percy Rokewood and Keyes have still yet to arrive, but neither has Fawkes, Digby or Tresham. Thomas WINTOUR Then it's just us. JOHN WRIGHT Now, now, they will soon be here, and hopefully by morn or the noon tomorrow. Robert Wintour If not then, then when? CATESBY Whenever they mus, Robert. But we can't change the speed of a man, but we can increase a man's patience. Robert Wintour crosses his arms. ROBERT WINTOUR Patience it is then. The king will have gotten rid of more catholics by then. CATESBY Maybe so, but he does not know of us. Christopher Yet. Catesby looks at Christopher Thomas WINTOUR (O.S.) Now there's no need for assumption, Chris, only patience just as Robert said. PERCY I think the man who we will have to wait the most on is Fawkes. I heard he is a brave man and a miner, but first we will need to send one of us to meet and recruit him here. ROBERT WINTOUR But who will go? All the men sit quiet, waiting for one of them to choose themselves. Thomas WINTOUR Perhaps I will go and retrieve him? CATESBY Alone, or with one of us? JOHN WRIGHT I think he should take this task alone. If any of us are caught, then it should only be one of us and not two. ROBERT WINTOUR Surely my brother would not endure such a task...would you? Thomas WINTOUR (Sighing) I would. A new character enters the house. He is a shorter and younger man. All the men look at him. CATESBY Thomas Bates, you are here at last. Where have you been? Bates (Stuttering) I-I-I was j-just on me way h-here, sir. BATES puts down his belongings. CATESBY Thomas, please prepare my things, as well as yours. We won't be here for the night. BATES Yes sir. CATESBY Don't forget the food. BATES Yes sir. CATESBY And the clothes BATES Sir. 0002000007C30000297E7BD,CATESBY (To himself) That's all I brought. The gentlemen turn back to each other. JOHN WRIGHT So, we shall send Thomas Wintour to collect mister Fawkes? Catesby moves around the table. CATESBY Yes, and soon the others will be here soon enough. JOHN WRIGHT Sounds splendid to me. John Wright takes a sip of his ale. Cut to: INT. castle-day King James and his son walk down a hallway talking about the castle. KING JAMES Soon this land will be yours, son. Nothing like being a king when ruling several kingdoms. CHARLES I concur, father. The halls of castle deserve more than one portrait. KING JAMES Or a Parliament house to stand near it. Charles looks at his father. Both continue to walk down the hall. KING JAMES (CONT'D) Yes...once the House of Parliament is open, my reign will surely have dominated over those catholics whom dare challenge me. CHARLES Yes, they are weak compared to us. KING JAMES Quite, quite. I just hope the plague doesn't interfere- A SERVANT approaches from behind King James and taps him on the shoulder. Servant Your grace, a man here comes bearing letters for you he says. KING JAMES A man? What man would dare intrude me of this day? EXT. CASTLe-continuous Thomas Percy is standing outside the gates of the castle requesting to enter it. The guard opens the gate, and Percy is granted entry. EXT. castle, courtyard-continuous Percy follows a path through the courtyard taking him inside the castle. A few guards notice him, as do a few maidens. Percy walks into a passageway. INT. CASTLE-DAY King James, Charles, and Percy meet in the same area. King James grabs Percy lightly. KING JAMES Now tell me, man, What letter do you have for your king? Percy hands King James the letter. PERCY It is a letter of request. King James glances at Percy for a second then rips open the letter. He reads it. Percy (Cont'd) ...And it also states that you would be more tolerable to the roman catholics. King James looks at Percy with a stern face and open eyes. 0002000006EE0000313B6E8,KING JAMES Tolerance? King James walks down the hall with Charles and Percy following him. PERCY If I may say, sir. They are starting to grow angry at you and, as a spy, I have noticed that they plan on turning Scotland and England on you if you don't bow to their wishes. King James stops. KING JAMES Bow? I would not bow to anyone or to anything. King James drops the letter and walks up to Percy pointing his finger at his chin. KING JAMES (CONT'D) And if you are a so called spy, then you must be a traitorous catholic? PERCY No, sir. I merely let them think I am one. KING JAMES Did you now? CHARLES We want more information about these catholic conspirators. KING JAMES Find them if you can, messenger, but use caution, and if you do locate me their location, I will, perhaps give you a more suitable career at the castle. PERCY (Bowing) I will serve to your highness, but first you must promise me something. KING JAMES And that is what? PERCY I wish to have access to Parliament. King James looks worried. PERCY (CONT'D) Though I have been watching it get built for years, sir. I wanted to go in and feel it for myself. I can't wait another year. KING JAMES Well...er...perhaps I can arrange something like that to happen. PERCY Thank you, sir! Percy walks off down the hall and exits. Charles and his father keep walking forward. CHARLES Can we really trust this man with such a task? KING JAMES If he is a liar, then he will get what every liar deserves. cut to: EXT. LONDON STREETS-day Catesby, Christopher, and Thomas Wintour are walking down the streets. There are many people out today, working, buying, selling. CATESBY Wintour will be escorted by ship to meet Hugh Owen who will help you get Fawkes. I will see what news Percy has done. THOMAS WINTOUR 0002000006D1000038236CB,Sounds good to me ears. CHRISTOPHER You feel up for it? Getting a madman who could be wanted in certain places? THOMAS WINTOUR Of course I am. But I wish I had some company with me. Oh, by the way, why did we have to send Percy in? My brother is already a man who has access there. CATESBY We need someone who can also recruit Fawkes to get in. I don't think your brother could do the duty. THOMAS WINTOUR (Sarcastic anger) Are you playin' wit me? Robert knows how to get people in and out. The three approach a carriage. CATESBY I need someone who's...who's CHRISTOPHER Who's what? CATESBY Who's not his brother! THOMAS WINTOUR Oh someone who's not my brother, and is not a man who access to Parliament, and when we could always get someone who does...My brother! Catesby opens the carriage door. CATESBY Just go, Tom. THOMAS WINTOUR Right. I'll see you blokes in four days or more. CHRISTOPHER Bye. Thomas Wintour enters the carriage, thus exiting the scene. The coach snaps the reins at the horses and the carriage moves. Catesby and Christopher stand there and watch it leave. CHRISTOPHER (CONT'D) Do you think he'll find this mercenary? Catesby and Christopher turn away from the carriage and walk down the street. CATESBY Oh...I think he'll find him soon enough. Cut to: INT. pub, somewhere in spain-night GUY FAWKES was in the middle of drinking game with a drunk at the pub. CATESBY (V.O.) Fawkes will be a hard man, but brave. Brave enough to join us. Fawkes and the drunk were almost evenly matched. The drunk takes a drink. Fawkes takes another, then smirks at the drunk. The drunk twitches his head and his eyes flash. He takes another drink. CATESBY (V.O.) (CONT'D) Hopefully, he will not be hard to spot with the naked eye. 00020000066700003EEE661,The crowd of men standing around them chant. The drunk sets the drink down and burps. Fawkes' cheeks twitch. He takes another shot, then places two gold coins on the table. The drunk looks at the coins. He takes Fawkes' shot and drinks it. He sets it down. Fawkes takes the cup and examines it. The drunk burps again. Fawkes stands up and leans over the drunk. Their faces closing in. Fawkes pokes the drunk in the chest with his index finger. The drunk falls to the floor, asleep from all the drinking. The crowd cheer for Fawkes. Fawkes reaches down and takes a sack of money from the drunk. Fawkes (Whispering) It was a fair game. Fawkes stands back up. Fawkes (CONT'D) And I won- Fawkes nearly trips, but catches himself. He walks out the pub. Cut to: ext. Yorkshire-night Thomas is seen getting out of the carriage. He puts his hat on and walks around. THOMAS WINTOUR (To himself) I need to find Hugh Owen. Hugh Owen. Hugh Owen...who's Hugh Owen again? Thomas walks more down a paved road. He hears the sounds of crickets chirping in the dark, and the silent howl of the wind. Thomas Wintour was almost afraid. A MAN bumps into Thomas. His face is hidden MAN Sorry. THOMAS WINTOUR It's alright. Thomas walks away. The man turns around and looks at Thomas. MAN Thomas Wintour? Thomas turns around. His face is frowning THOMAS WINTOUR Who wants to know? MAN Then you are him? The man walks over. He puts his arm around Thomas, as they walk. MAN (Cont'd) I knew it was you. Robert Catesby told me to expect a roundish looking man. Thomas squints at the man. MAN (CONT'D) I am Hugh Owen. Thomas takes a deep breath. THOMAS WINTOUR 0002000006AC0000454F6A6,Well, well, well, mister Owen. OWEN and Thomas Wintour shake hands. THOMAS WINTOUR (CONT'D) Then I guess you wouldn't mind telling me where Fawkes is? Owen Fawkes? Guy Fawkes? THOMAS WINTOUR Is there no other? OWEN (Smiling) Well, Fawkes isn't here in Yorkshire. They Stop walking. Owen faces Thomas Wintour. OWEN (Cont'd) He left to Spain about three weeks ago. THOMAS WINTOUR (Shocked) No...Really? OWEN But he should be arriving at port by tonight. THOMAS WINTOUR (Joyful) Well that's marvelous. OWEN Yes...marvelous... Thomas and Owen walk on in Yorkshire. KING JAMES (V.O.) This is the second time I will allow you to speak before my feet, and give me a reason why I should not have you executed. Cut to: INT. CASTLE-DAY King James is sitting on his throne listening to a catholic prisoner who is dressed in torn, ragged clothes. He seems desperate before the king. Percy is also in the room looking rather sad. KING JAMES When you and your kind are rid of from my kingdom, only then will I and my lords have peace with the roman catholics. PRISONER (Breaking) Please sir, I have long been in the stone room and iron bars. Have mercy for us, we make no harm for you or your lords! KING JAMES Charles- Charles looks at his father KING JAMES (CONT'D) Please send forth an executioner. PRISONER Oh, but please. Please. Have you no heart. The king stands up from his throne and walks to the prisoner. KING JAMES I have a heart, but I make a better damn good use for it than you do with yours. You sicken me! The king spits in the prisoner's face. A guard approaches the prisoner and grabs him by the shoulder. PRISONER No, wait! Please! KING JAMES Guard, make sure he is hanged, drawn and quartered! 00020000065600004BF5650,The guard and prisoner exit. Charles approaches his father, while everyone leaves the room. CHARLES Father, I've heard news of a catholic uprising. It could be a serious threat, sir. KING JAMES Don't be foolish with me, Charles, the roman catholics are just as foolish. No uprise can bring down Parliament. Charles looks at his sister, ELIZABETH. CHARLES I'm just saying that there might be a danger to opening Parliament. KING JAMES No danger will come to it. CHARLES But what if- King James comes close to his son's face. KING JAMES (Angry) Listen, there will be no danger. Mandlay's men will take care of any troublesome folk in London. Understand? Charles nods. KING JAMES (CONT'D) Good. King James walks away down a corridor. KING JAMES (CONT'D) Fear not of the catholics, my son. They will fear you in time. Cut to: EXT. YORKSHIRE, port-NIGHT Guy Fawkes is drinking a bottle of ale in his hand. He throws it into the water after finishing it. Thomas and Owen arrive on the docks. They look for Fawkes. Fawkes bumps into Thomas Wintour. FAWKES Oops. Sorry, mate. False intentions, truly. THOMAS WINTOUR That's alright. You wouldn't happen to know a mister Guy Fawkes would you? Pause. FAWKES I might. THOMAS WINTOUR (Worried) Well do you or do you not? FAWKES I do know a mister...Guy...Fa-Fawkes. He'd be me. Thomas begins to walk away with Owen. THOMAS WINTOUR You're not him. You're too drunk, and probably too poor. Owen stops him. FAWKES Then I guess you wouldn't be needin' a mister Fawkes then, would you? Thomas turns back. THOMAS WINTOUR I might. FAWKES Then tell me what sort of proposition you have. 00020000066600005245660,THOMAS WINTOUR It involves the king and his hatred towards...towards the roman catholics. FAWKES Ah...ha...So...You want me to help you do something about the king, because you're a catholic? THOMAS WINTOUR I was just here to collect you- FAWKES Well, I happen to be a catholic too, and I too hate King James and his laws. I have my own special talents, but forgive me, sir. My game back in Spain had to end with me winning and I still feel woozy. THOMAS WINTOUR That's quite alright. OWEN Well. I see Fawkes and mister Wintour have met. Now lets be on our way. They all enter the carriage. Cut to: EXT. Lambeth-DAY Catesby is standing outside his rental home with Bates. CATESBY Tom! Bates walks over to Catesby. CATESBY (CONT'D) I need a favor. BATES Anything, sir. CATESBY I need shovels and picks. Many of them, each one for each person part of this conspiracy. BATES Why? CATESBY No questions, Tom. Just deliver my tools to this home I have here. A carriage stops by Bates. A man exits the vehicle carrying a sack of clothes. Catesby approaches him. CATESBY (CONT'D) Help you, may I? Keyes Yes, I'm looking for a Robert Catesby. I'm Robert Keyes. CATESBY Well, mister Keyes, I am Robert Catesby and this is my servant, Thomas Bates. KEYES shakes hands with both of them. Another man comes out of the waggon. It is FRANCIS TRESHAM. Tresham (Smiling) I guess this must be the place. Keyes Francis, so good to see you come out and awake. Francis shakes hands with Catesby. TRESHAM (To Catesby) I'm delighted to see you again, cousin. KEYES Yes, Francis and I have been traveling for a few days and we finally made it to London! 000200000648000058A5642,CATESBY Well, now all we need is Fawkes, Rokewood, and Digby. Cut to: INT. Catesby's home-day All of them are sitting down at a table, while Bates is making and serving food. KEYES It's not that I hate the Parliament house, it is a grand building, but it is the only way to destroy the king and his lords all at once. CATESBY Indeed. I have arranged several other men to meet us here in Lambeth. TRESHAM I hear the opening was pushed back to next year due to the plague. Do you think this delay might happen again? CATESBY Oh, it might, but I most certainly wouldn't count on it. Catesby takes a bite of bread. Keyes takes a sip of tea. KEYES When you wanted us to all join in the destruction of Parliament, you never fully explained how you would accomplish such a task. CATESBY How I'm glad you asked. You see, I was hoping to use gunpowder. Pause. Keyes and Tresham exchange glances. TRESHAM Gunpowder? CATESBY (Nodding) Yes. TRESHAM How do you plan on getting gunpowder into Parliament? The whole place is guarded with soldiers! CATESBY That is why- Catesby stands up and walks to Bates, putting his arm around him. CATESBY (CONT'D) Tom where will be supplying us with many tools to dig our way underground to the houses of Parliament. Keyes coughs in his drink, and nearly laughs. Tresham smiles. TRESHAM You can't be serious? CATESBY But I am. The day Parliament opens is on the fifth of November, which is no less than a year a way. cut to: INT. CARRIAGE-NIGHT Fawkes, Owen, and Thomas Wintour are in a carriage escorting them to London. Fawkes is staring out the window watching the rain fall. 00020000062400005EE761E,Owen is asleep. Thomas Wintour was still awake. FAWKES I feel a dreaded feeling. THOMAS WINTOUR What? FAWKES Something bad. Not for us, but for this country. I fear the hearts of us catholics. Something tells me that their dependence on us will be their downfall. Thomas looks away in confusion. Fawkes keeps staring out the window. EXT. OUTSIDE LONDON-NIGHT The carriage arrives at the gate. A guard walks over and checks with the coach. The guard walks back to the gate house and the gates open. EXT. LONDON STREETS-continuous We see many sequences in which the carriage goes through different parts of London trying to get to Lambeth, a suburb of London. The carriage arrives at Catesby's rented home. The coach gets off and looks around. He opens the carriage doors. Thomas Wintour and Owen step out first. They are carrying their bags on their backs. Fawkes comes out last and looks around the streets of London. He feels uncomfortable. Fawkes reaches for his sack and brings it out. They all walk up to the door of Catesby's place. Catesby opens the door. He comes out. CATESBY Thomas, you are back! THOMAS WINTOUR Yea, yea. Points to Owen. THOMAS WINTOUR (CONT'D) This here is Hugh Owen. He found me Fawkes at the docks. OWEN Guy is an excellent man, Robert. Now, may I introduce Guy Fawkes! Owen and Thomas move away so that Catesby may see Fawkes. Fawkes is standing against the carriage with his arms hidden inside his cape. INT. CATESBY'S HOME-night We see Bates place down a mug of ale in front of Fawkes who looks at him with no expression on his face. 00020000063800006505632,Bates' moves way and wipes his hands. FAWKES Quite the servant. He reaches for his ale. CATESBY Tom is a good man to me. KEYES Fawkes, your heroics are remarkable. I find that a great trait. FAWKES I'm sure you do. But tell me Keyes, what's a man like you doing away from his wife at home. KEYES She is here in London, just not in Lambeth. She too knows of our plot, and since she is a catholic as well, I think she can keep a secret. John and Christopher Wright enter. CATESBY Ah, the Wright brothers! Fawkes this is John and Christopher Wright. They exchange handshakes. CHRISTOPHER Such a pleasure. FAWKES I'm sure. CATESBY (To Thomas Wintour) And where is your brother? THOMAS WINTOUR He's checking up on Parliament. I told you he has access to it. OWEN Then why not use him to deliver this gunpowder you mentioned, Robert? CATESBY Robert Wintour is not qualified. I need, we need someone who is highly skilled in explosives and war tactics. All the men turn to Fawkes. Fawkes takes a drink. FAWKES I think I should agree. Who else could get it? THOMAS WINTOUR Well you did say you had military experience. FAWKES I might of. THOMAS WINTOUR What do you mean might of? You did have experience. FAWKES And I might know some special techniques with gunpowder. But you do realize, Catesby that this is treason? CATESBY I do, but I'm willing to what it takes. Catesby stands up. CATESBY (CONT'D) Gentlemen, this is May 20th. We have over a year to start processing this. TRESHAM How? Catesby snaps his fingers at Bates. Bates grabs a pick and shovel. The men stare blankly at the tools. 0002000007D800006B377D2,Fawkes starts to laugh silently. CATESBY Sorry? FAWKES I didn't speak, but I am astonished that you found the right tools to use for this excavation. The men look at Fawkes. FAWKES (CONT'D) When do we begin? Catesby We already have, Guido. Fawkes quickly shifts his head to Catesby. CATESBY (CONT'D) No doubt that we have several extremists already out there in the kingdom, but they are not willing to take any large actions. And now I think that is what we gentlemen shall do. FAWKES If we had the proper materials. Cut to: INT. house, london-day This was the house of AMBROSE ROKEWOOD. He was leaving with ROBERT DIGBY to Lambeth soon. Rokewood (To his wife) Give my thanks to Joesph for the materials. Rokewood's wife Anything else that would please dear Ambrose? Rokewood smiles at his wife. ROKEWOOD Just give me a goodbye kiss and I'll take off 'ere soon. They kiss shortly. Digby enters. DIGBY C'mon, wood, we got to meet Catesby in Lambeth by today! ROKEWOOD (To his wife) I'll write to you if I can. Rokewood exits the house with Digby. Rokewood's wife puts her hands on her hips smiling, while shaking her head. EXT. Outside Rokewood's house-continuous Rokewood ties his sack to his horse's saddle. Digby mounts on his. ROKEWOOD When were we to be there? DIGBY Uh...yesterday. ROKEWOOD Shit. All well. Rokewood mounts up on his horse. ROKEWOOD (Cont'd) Let's try to be there today and not delay in the afternoon. They trot down the streets and begin their way to Catesby's home. cut to: EXT. CASTLE, grounds-day Princess Elizabeth and Prince Charles are talking outside. CHARLES Know that I did not mean anything father has done. I can only support him in his cause. Elizabeth, I will not bring any harm to you. I love you too much to do anything. Elizabeth Perhaps that is father speaking and not you. CHARLES But it is me who speaks! Father is ensuring that these conspirators are found and tried. They are roman catholics, Elizabeth. They might be planning something against father. 00020000089D00007309897,Elizabeth stops walking and faces Charles. ELIZABETH If our father believes that they are here in London, then why doesn't he have every house searched? Charles glances down then turns his head away. Elizabeth (Cont'd) Why don't you help him slaughter these roman catholics? Charles turns back to her, grasping her chin. CHARLES Because you are a roman catholic. Father does not know, and I will not tell him, but the throne will be mine to take and not yours. Elizabeth pushes his arm away and stomps off. Charles sighs and shakes his head. cut to: INT. CATESBY'S HOME-NIGHT Already, Rokewood and Digby have joined the conspirators at Catesby's. Percy was there too. They are all enjoying themselves and beginning to discuss the plot more. We see all the men sitting at the table, except Bates who is still serving them food. He hands Thomas Wintour a loaf of bread to share with everyone else. THOMAS WINTOUR Oh, thank you, Tom. He passes the bread down to the others. Catesby clears his throat. Everyone starts to quiet down. CATESBY No doubt that you all know why you have been summoned here. We have a plot that might lead us to treason unless we can get away with it. ROKEWOOD How? CATESBY Gentlemen, there was a time when any catholic could walk in England without feeling like he was the rabbit in the city of wolves. I tell you this because we have been persecuted for too long by King James. His so called rule has now brought us to use desperate actions against him. The time has come for us to rise as the savior for these people. They do not realize what sort of government is controlling them. FAWKES I can sincerely agree, but where are you taking us with this? Catesby stands up. CATESBY Gentlemen, there is something very wrong with the king. He has done something so very wrong that we cannot sit here and let him win. No...We must kill King James and his lords of Parliament. We will destroy it and him inside it. DIGBY How do you plan on destroying an entire building such as Parliament? CATESBY Now, I've already said this before, but I'll say it again...Gunpowder. DIGBY Gunpowder? CATESBY Gunpowder. Yes, we will need loads of it, but how to do that is going to be difficult. 0002000007A100007BA079B,FAWKES Leave that to me. I will supply it here when I get them. CATESBY Good, mister Fawkes. Percy? Percy looks at Catesby, raising an eyebrow. CATESBY (CONT'D) You must make sure Fawkes has access to Parliament. Don't use your true name, Guy, or it could ruin us. FAWKES I wouldn't dare give them my name or sword, but it will take much time to get those barrels. Catesby leans on the table. CATESBY Take all the time you need, but have it all here by next year. Now, I have rented out other places around Parliament for you all to stay at. We will depart for tonight, but I will see Percy, Fawkes, Thomas Wintour, and John Wright tomorrow. JOHN WRIGHT Tomorrow is...what day? THOMAS WINTOUR The twentieth. cut to: EXT. LONDON STREETS-NIGHT We see Fawkes from behind as he walks down the dark street with many houses and building towering over him. Fawkes stops. He looks left down an alley. Nothing is there. Fawkes keeps walking. We see from a guard's perspective on top of a small tower looking down at Fawkes. We go back to Fawkes who walks to a shed-like building. The guard turns around going back to his business. Fawkes opens the sheds and pulls out a large, wooden cart. He carries it out of the shed and pulls it on the streets taking it back to Catesby's. cut to: EXT. Outside Parliament-DAY Keyes and Rokewood are outside the houses of Parliament, looking at it from the bridge. ROKEWOOD Just think, friend, soon all this might be gone in just over a year. KEYES So, we will watch it all go to the heavens? ROKEWOOD Maybe not, but at least one of us might. Pause. KEYES Sad isn't it? ROKEWOOD Nah...I don't think this would be a sad occasion. Even when we have a plan for that building. KEYES Of course. I wonder what's its going to be like? ROKEWOOD Well, don't we all? KEYES Yes...don't we... Keyes turns around and leans his back against a railing. KEYES (Cont'd) (Sighs) I can only imagine what the king will do if we are caught. 0002000007380000833B732,ROKEWOOD Well, what do you imagine? Rokewood turns around. KEYES I can imagine a lot, but I had a dream last night. Something about this whole dilemma. I saw visions...warnings almost. As Keyes speaks, we go into a series of flashbacks of the past and future. We see Catesby on the ship with Wintour. KEYES (V.o.) (CONT'D) Catesby was the first thing I saw. We see Fawkes unload a cart full of barrels. KEYES (V.O.) (CONT'D) I could see Guy taking the gunpowder he promised to get. We see an army marching across a plain, houses burning, and a number of catholics being killed and hung. KEYES (V.O.) (CONT'D) Then James will watch his kingdom go to his destiny. Charles, soon sitting on the throne and resuming his father's work. We Charles sitting on the throne. We see an image of Fawkes going down a dark hallway with a lantern in his hand. KEYES (V.O.) If the king goes mad with his new power, will it mean the doom for us all, or will he change it? We see a fuse being lit. KEYES (V.O.) Or will we change it? We see an image of Parliament. KEYES (V.O.) If we destroy a building that could symbolize the evil monarchy that is our king? We see Catesby and Percy inside a house with a soldier aiming a sword at them. KEYES (V.O.) (CONT'D) But then something else came. A warning regarding some letter. A letter to warn someone outside of our conspiracy about our plan for Parliament. We see various homes being broken into by guards. Some dark clothed figures are shot. KEYES (V.O.) (CONT'D) What if none of it happens? We see a sunset over Parliament. We go back to the present. ROKEWOOD I think you might be onto something here. We see from a far view of Rokewood and Keyes leaving Parliament. EXT. Streets-continuous They come around a corner. KEYES Could be wrong, you know? ROKEWOOD How so? KEYES Maybe none of it will happen. CUT TO: 0002000006BA00008A6D6B4,INT. CATESBY'S HOME-DAY It is the 20th of May. Fawkes, Catesby, Thomas Wintour, John Wright, and Percy were all there. THOMAS WINTOUR (Worried) The plan seems folly, Catesby. Mining the barrels of gunpowder would take more than a year to reach Parliament! CATESBY Don't be a fool, Tom. This house is very close to the underground levels of Parliament. If we can just get there, then we might be able to place the explosives there. JOHN WRIGHT (Stressed) You explain your plan again, yet you never think of the time it will take. Catesby remains quiet, as he looks at John. PERCY Now, now, the king has already heard news of catholic conspirators secretly here. He does not yet know of us. FAWKES Then perhaps I should get those barrels now then? CATESBY Now, wait. November the fifth, next year is when he plans to open Parliament. I want to make sure that he never sees this place open, not even on the day it opens! THOMAS WINTOUR Take caution, Robert, men could hear you from outside. We see Bates curled up in a corner listening to the conspirators talk. He feels like he could help. FAWKES I can supply us with a great amount starting tomorrow. I will leave London and travel to many different parts of the kingdom. I know where the military have hid some. PERCY I believe the king might have some stored in London Tower. FAWKES Really? JOHN WRIGHT Send Fawkes, Catesby to get those barrels from London Tower. Percy can get access by using the king. PERCY I could, but he will have to know Fawkes first. CATESBY That's a fantastic idea. THOMAS WINTOUR But we'll need miners to dig, while Fawkes is gone. JOHN WRIGHT Of course, or else we would have no better use for our servants. Bates stands up and protests. 0002000006BE000091216B8,BATES No! They all stare at him. BATES (Cont'd) I and the other servants are nothing more than that, not slave, my master. CATESBY Tom, you will instead gather the others and encourage them to work. BATES No! Catesby stands up from his chair and walks to Bates, grabbing him by the shoulders. CATESBY Now, you listen to me. You have heard everything we have said and that means you could be a threat. BATES How? CATESBY You could jeopardize us, Tom! My God, if you dare say a word about this to another man who is not part of the plot, then I will have you silenced forever, is that understood? Pause. BATES Yes...yes sir. Catesby lets go of Bates. CATESBY Good. Go to the other's houses and bring their servants here! THOMAS WINTOUR Can we trust him, Robert? CATESBY I'm sure we can. Catesby walks over to his seat, still standing. FAWKES Your methods are skilled, Catesby, but you don't put them to their best effort. I will supply you with the explosives, and I will light that fuse on the fifth, but what happens if I don't succeed? Catesby looks down. PERCY You will succeed in their, Fawkes. We just need all the time we can acquire. Percy stands. PERCY (CONT'D) Come! I will take you to the castle and introduce you to King James. They walk near the door. THOMAS WINTOUR Please, be careful. We don't want any screw ups. Catesby looks at Thomas Wintour. CATESBY (Silently) I think we might already have one. Cut to: INT. CASTLE, meeting room-DAY The room only has three windows, several banners hanging off the wall, and a large round table in the center with many chairs circling it. King James was sitting on one of the chairs, waiting. A servant enters the room. SERVANT My lord, The Earl of Salisbury is here. 000200000664000097D965E,King James jumps in surprise. KING JAMES Send him in and leave us. SERVANT Sir. The Servant bows to ROBERT CECIL, as he leaves the room. King James stands to greet him. KING JAMES Robert Cecil, I was expecting you to arrive soon just...not this soon. Cecil Fret not, your highness, for I am here now. KING JAMES I have not seen you for weeks and you don't bow to me? Cecil bows. CECIL May I ask his lordship a question. KING JAMES Would you like to ask another? Cecil smiles. CECIL Why did you delay the opening of Parliament? If it was because of the catholics uprising in London, I assure you that I did not mean for it- KING JAMES I delayed it because... The king walks near a window, crossing his arms behind his back. KING JAMES (CONT'D) The plague has already been getting worse and it caused problems. So, now I must open its doors next year on the fifth of November. How a joyous occasion it will be. CECIL I could agree. KING JAMES But why not? Hopefully all those damned people whom I hunt will be caught then taken out of this city by force or by a noose. He turns around to face Cecil. KING JAMES (CONT'D) What would you prefer? King James slowly approaches Cecil. Cecil slowly backs away. CECIL P-perhaps a noose would scare more of them around the country. King James stops. KING JAMES ...It might. The door to the meeting room opens. Percy is standing there with Fawkes behind him. KING JAMES (CONT'D) (Angered) And to what pleasure do I owe your company here? Percy is it? PERCY Yes, sir. I have someone here who might wish to enlist in helping finish Parliament. KING JAMES Who is he? Percy walks into the room. 00020000068A00009E37684,PERCY Guy- Pause. Percy looks at Fawkes. PERCY (CONT'D) John Johnson. He is my servant and I wish for him to be allowed on the house's grounds even if I'm not with him. Fawkes comes out from the doorway. KING JAMES (To Fawkes) Tell me, Johnson, what sort of man would want any business on Parliament when he is, but a servant of a man I hardly know. FAWKES The only business I would have is the king that your don't need to poke your long nose into. KING JAMES (Enraged) Why you- Percy steps in front of Fawkes. PERCY (Shaken) Now, now, James, Johnson is only joking. King James steps back. KING JAMES Percy, you will attend yourself to mister Cecil here and not me. Percy looks at Cecil PERCY Cecil? The Earl of Salisbury? CECIL The same. The king escorts Percy and Fawkes out of the room. KING JAMES Well, I think there have been enough introductions. Please, take your servant and find your way out of my corridors. Cut to: INT. CATESBY'S HOME-NIGHT A pick axe is raised by the hands of a servant. Then another pick axe, and another. These were the servants of the conspirators digging the way to Parliament in Catesby's home. Bates wipes his weary forehead of sweat and continues hitting the wall. EXT. LAMBETH-continuous Tresham, Catesby, and John Wright are all outside talking, waiting for Fawkes and Percy's return. Catesby lights his pipe and smokes on it. TRESHAM It's not that I distrust anyone who is part of the conspiracy, but rather worried that someone will speak too loudly, if you understand me correctly. JOHN WRIGHT I can understand that alright. Let's make a vow not to give any information out to anyone who would dare exploit us...as in no one. 0002000006990000A4BB693,Catesby shakes John Wright's hand in agreement. Tresham does the same. TRESHAM Ahem! Well, I wonder when Fawkes will be back with Percy. I hope the king didn't find out about them and they didn't exploit us. Catesby laughs. CATESBY I doubt it. They are slick men, and they know their duty. Tresham looks away and spots a man. The man looks back at him and walks nearer. TRESHAM (About the man) Oh dear... Catesby looks over. CATESBY Who is it? TRESHAM My brother in law, Lord Monteagle. CATESBY Oh. Catesby looks back at Tresham. Monteagle walks up to Tresham smiling and reaching out his arm to greet him. Monteagle (Deep voice) Francis, long time no see, chap. TRESHAM 'Allo, Baron. Monteagle looks at John Wright and Catesby. TRESHAM (Cont'd) Oh, these our my friends, Robert Catesby, and John Wright. They all exchange hand shakes. MONTEAGLE Pleasure to meet ye. JOHN WRIGHT Pleasures all mine, sir. TRESHAM So, what are you doing here in London? MONTEAGLE Traveling and, uh, visitin'. TRESHAM Anyone in particular? MONTEAGLE Well, Robert Cecil. I hear that I am going to Parliament on the opening night, but he wanted to meet me first before anything else would happen. TRESHAM Well, I'm glad you stopped by, old friend. MONTEAGLE Yes, so have I. Monteagle pats Tresham on the shoulder and walks away. He stops and turns to Catesby's house. MONTEAGLE (Cont'd) (About the mining) What's that ruckus? Catesby rushes over to him. CATESBY Nothing, it's nothing, nothing of your concern. MONTEAGLE Alright. I'll be off. Monteagle exits. Catesby walks back over to John Wright and Tresham. CATESBY He seems...friendly, but he has a relationship with one of the king's close servants. 0002000006700000AB4E66A,JOHN WRIGHT Aye, Robert Cecil is a powerful man. It might be hard to get by him if we are to succeed. CATESBY That is if none of us mess up this operation. We see Percy and Fawkes arriving to Catesby, Wright, and Tresham from behind. Percy looks happy. Catesby turns around. PERCY Robert! We did it, my friend. CATESBY (Astonished) You did? FAWKES It seemed easier than suspected. PERCY (Excited) Anyways, we will have Guido ready to enter the Parliament doors tomorrow! CATESBY Tomorrow? PERCY Yes. Catesby looks away from Percy and at the distant building of Parliament. The bell inside the tower goes off. It's echoing noise is heard throughout London. Catesby faces Percy again, looking more stern. CATESBY Have no intention of letting him go in tomorrow. PERCY Why? CATESBY I want to get the gunpowder here first. And not to mention, our servants have already begun digging. Fawkes approaches. FAWKES Have they now? Then why not let me enter Parliament and make sure they are digging to the right area? PERCY He's got a point, you know? Catesby Sighs. CATESBY Alright, but use extreme caution, or else it's the gallows for us all. Catesby walks back inside his home. Percy turns to Fawkes, who is smirking. PERCY What? FAWKES I think there might be another way of getting those barrels into Parliament, but it would require us to sabotage a ship and slay the crew. PERCY Perhaps you should study the halls and houses of Parliament before placing anything in there. Fawkes shrugs. FAWKES Why not? Fawkes reluctantly leans against a wall. He turns his face over to Parliament and squints at it. cut to: EXT. House of Parliament, doors-day 0002000006740000B1B866E,Fawkes, Percy, and Robert Wintour are standing outside the doors of Parliament preparing Fawkes to enter. Robert hands Fawkes a key ring holding 17 keys on it. Fawkes takes the key ring in consideration and attaches it to his leather belt, ensuring that it will not drop from him. PERCY Don't be gone for too long. Fawkes nods quickly to Percy. Robert Wintour looks up at the sky. ROBERT WINTOUR The weather is about to change. More of this bloody rain is going to fall. Robert Wintour opens the doors to Parliament. ROBERT WINTOUR (Cont'd) Be careful. Fawkes steadily walks up three steps and enters Parliament. INT. House of Parliament-continuous Fawkes halts when the doors shut behind him. He slowly starts to walk around the eminent room. He comes near a corridor entrance. Here we see the vastness and seemingly never ending halls. Fawkes walks down it, his steps echo throughout the empty halls. He is passing by portraits and other decorations such as, weapons, torches, and jewelry. He stops at one door and lightly pushes his cape aside, taking his key ring out. Fawkes takes one of the keys and sticks it into the lock. He twists it. EXT. HOUSE OF PARLIAMENT, DOORS-continuous Two guards walk up to Parliament's doors. They open the them and enter. INT. HOUSE OF PARLIAMENT, room-CONTINUOUS Fawkes enters the room he unlocked. It is a large room, like a court room, but without a jury box. Fawkes glares around the room, as if it were boring and entertaining to his liking. He exits the room. INT. HOUSE OF PARLIAMENT, corridor-continuous The two guards look around the foyer. They notice nothing wrong and go down the other corridor. 00020000063B0000B826635,Fawkes locks the door back up and silently walks down the hall. He quickly stops and turns his head around. Nothing is there. Fawkes acts reluctant to continue his journey inside Parliament. His head looks around the hallway for a bit and he decides to continue down the corridor. The guards take a turn down their corridor. Fawkes comes to another door. He notices the detailed art upon, realizing it must have been an important room. He reaches for his belt goes for the key ring. The key ring slips off the belt and falls down to what appeared to be a manhole with bars covering the top. He reaches down and lifts up the bars. The two guards come close to the next corridor turn where they would eventually meet and possibly capture Fawkes. Fawkes crawls down the manhole and puts the bars back on top. The guards come down the corridor Fawkes was in, but they do not see him, nor a sign that he was here. They continue walking. INT. HOUSE OF PARLIAMENT, underground-continuous Fawkes gasps, as he climbs down the manhole. His hat falls off his head of long hair. We see it fall into the darkness. Fawkes continues downward until he finally touches the ground. He is able to see his hat from a small light coming from a small, barred window in the corner. Fawkes takes his dusty hat and places it back on. He sees a large clearing in the corner of the underground. He walks over to it and smiles. FAWKES Yes...this will do nicely. He looks left and sees a doorway down the large tunnel. He walks towards it. The door appears to be made of very old wood. There was a lock on its handle. 0002000006900000BE5B68A,Fawkes looks back to the manhole and sees the key rings there. He grabs them and rushes to the secret door. Fawkes uses many of the keys trying to open the door, but can't find one that fits. He grunts and walks back to the manhole ladder. Fawkes takes one last look around and smirks. He climbs back up the manhole. Cut to: INT. CATESBY'S HOME-NIGHT Fawkes is already back and is talking with Percy and Catesby about what he found in Parliament. Catesby places his hands and straight arms upon the table, while standing. CATESBY Are you quite certain? FAWKES Most certainly. The door must lead outside somewhere. Somewhere where I can deliver the gunpowder and store it inside there. CATESBY It's possible. PERCY But you said there was no key for it? FAWKES None. Yet...it was locked. Catesby looks at Percy. CATESBY Percy, do you know anyone whom might possess this key? Percy's eyes glance down, then to Fawkes. PERCY Anyone could have them. Maybe the king... FAWKES Or it could be lost. PERCY Or the Earl of Salisbury might have it. CATESBY Robert Cecil? PERCY Yes. Catesby slumps in his seat. CATESBY Then there we have it. PERCY Have what? CATESBY We can send one of our servants to steal the key from Cecil when he is wandering alone in London. We quickly view Bates sitting behind a desk, listening to the conspirators' next course of action. PERCY Since when would Cecil wander alone in London? Might be too dangerous for him to do something like that. CATESBY Not unless you make it so. Percy cocks up an eye brow. CATESBY (CONT'D) If you can make sure the king puts him on a task that would include him walking near Lambeth, then we could take the key with ease- 0002000006120000C4E560C,FAWKES Then open the door and steal the gunpowder and wait until the fifth! cut to: EXT. CASTLE-DAY A view of the castle towers. They are gray and tall, with only a few flags and banners hanging off and several windows built in them. INT. CASTLE-continuous Percy walks down a hallway. He enters a room with King James and Cecil inside. They look at him in a grim manor. PERCY My lord, there is some event that calls upon Robert Cecil tonight. He is an honored guest at the grand opening of the Mare Inn. Pause. KING JAMES Then I guess Robert Cecil will be leaving there tonight. He looks at Cecil, raising both eyebrows. Cecil grins, for he is worried. CECIL Oh, well, I...will b-be there, mister Percy. PERCY Thank you, sir. Though it will be quiet for some night tonight. It might be a bit dangerous. Perhaps a few guards will escort you there? CECIL ...perhaps... Cecil walks over to a window and looks out it. He looks down at London from above. CECIL (Cont'd) I look upon this city as if it were rotting away like a flower after it has been pulled from its roots and left on the ground. He turns back to Percy. Percy notices a rusty looking key hanging from a leather strap attached to Cecil's belt. CECIL (CONT'D) I will take a leave there tonight. I could enjoy some time away. Cecil exits the room. King James watches him leave. He turns back to Percy and approaches him. KING JAMES Keep your nose out of this castle's domains. I was in the middle of an important chat with mister Cecil. Now I'm afraid that I'll have to- Elizabeth enters. 00020000065D0000CAF1657,ELIZABETH Father, Charles needs- She notices Percy. ELIZABETH (CONT'D) Oh. I'm sorry for bothering you. Forgive me. KING JAMES Forgiveness granted, my girl. This was not an important occasion. Looks at Percy. KING JAMES (CONT'D) (To Percy) Now, why don't you leave us? Percy nods to the king and exits in a hurry. cut to: EXT. LAMBETH, streets-night Catesby, Fawkes, Thomas Wintour, and Bates are all standing outside. Fawkes hands Bates a knife. Bates looks at it in a frightened way; his face now a frown. BATES What? I would never kill a man. Fawkes pats him on the shoulder. FAWKES You might tonight. Fawkes puts his arm around Bates' neck. FAWKES (CONT'D) Yes, this is a night when all hope depends on you. BATES But, but, I can't- Catesby grasps Bates by the arms and turns him around. His face never looked more astern. CATESBY Listen to me, Tom, only you can acquire that key. Understand me? BATES Of course, sir. CATESBY Do not fail us, Thomas Bates. Do not fail me. BATES I will not, sir! Fawkes grabs Bates by the sleeve and pulls him away from Catesby. They both walk down the dark, wet streets of London. THOMAS WINTOUR Do you think he'll do it, Robert? CATESBY I can only hope so. cut to: EXT. LONDON STREETS-NIGHT The street is only bright due to the dark, orange lanterns on the pavement. Fawkes and Bates duck behind a large box behind an alley. FAWKES I will watch over you, but you must get the key. I will lure the guards away. BATES Guards? Fawkes turns away from Bates and exits the scene. Bates is alone and cold. A crow chirps in the street. It lands on the ground and pecks its beak at the ground. 0002000008740000D14886E,Bates looks at it, heavily breathing. The sound of metal clinking against stone comes from around a corner. It was Cecil and two guards. EXT. LONDON STREETS, rooftops-continuous. Fawkes leaps across a building. His cape gently waves in the wind, as he is in view of the guards and Cecil. EXT. LONDON STREETS-continuous The two guards notice Fawkes on a rooftop. They turn to Cecil. GUARD Wait here, my lord. Cecil nods, as the two guards pace over to the building, looking for a stairway to get up to the roofs. Bates slowly emerges from the alley, sneaking up behind Cecil, who has no idea that Catesby's servant is behind him. Bates sees the key and reaches for it. Cecil turns around, just as Bates snaps the key away from Cecil's belt. Cecil yells like a stray cat. Bates is so frightened, he can't move. One guard rushes over back and spots Bates. He runs towards him with a bayonet aimed at him. Bates nearly cries in shock and bolts off. The guard shoots. Silence. Before the guard goes near Bates, Cecil grabs him. CECIL No! Let this beggar die in the streets. He will rot with it. Cecil and the guard jog off and exit. Fawkes comes out, as if from nowhere and kneels down to a fatally wounded Bates. FAWKES No. BATES (Painfully) I-I have i-it here. Bates shows Fawkes the key. Fawkes takes it, looking sad. BATES (CONT'D) I-I didn't want this to happen. FAWKES Nor did I. Fawkes notices the bloody wound in Bates' chest. FAWKES (CONT'D) I can get help. Bates grabs Fawkes' arm. BATES No! If I am taken away, and you bring me there. Then...then they will know something about the plot... Bates coughs. FAWKES You have done a noble deep. Maybe one of the noblest. Perhaps heroic. BATES No, Guy. I am no-no hero. If any hero here, it would be you. I-I am a beggar of the streets. A servant to a poor man. I have lived on the streets and I will die on the streets...my friend. FAWKES Tom! Bates' eyes flash. FAWKES (CONT'D) Thomas! Bates' eyes shut. His chest halts breathing. Fawkes sits there in silence. His face turns angry and his stands up drawing his sword, marching down the street. He follows Cecil and the two guards who are far ahead of him. 0002000007960000D9B6790,Robert Keyes leaps out from the corner of the alley. Fawkes nearly strikes him, but misses. KEYES Tis me, Fawkes. Tis only me. Fawkes lowers his weapon. KEYES (CONT'D) Don't go for Cecil now. He will be in Parliament next year. That is when your vengeance can rest. Fawkes sheaths his rapier. FAWKES (Angry) How did you know? You could have stopped it. Fawkes turns away. Keyes grabs his shoulder. KEYES Look! You can't save him now. I couldn't save him either or we both would have been arrested by the other guard. Then possibly tortured in London Tower. Guy, please understand, I wish I could have, but I couldn't... fade out: KEYES (V.O.) (CONT'D) ...I couldn't... fade in: EXT. graveyard-day Catesby and Thomas Wintour are standing next to a wooden grave. Catesby lets go of a flower. It was a scarlet carson, and it landed by the grave. CATESBY You will not be forgotten, Tom. None of us will. You helped all the roman catholics that night, yet it cost you your dear life. Your precious life. Pause. Thomas Wintour looks down. THOMAS WINTOUR (Praying) To my lord, bless this man. Catesby looks over to Thomas Wintour. CATESBY Stop that! Thomas looks up in a hurry. CATESBY (CONT'D) Don't pray to that man above. What has he done to help those who believe in him? THOMAS WINTOUR There might be a chance that he's planning something for all this. CATESBY What? THOMAS WINTOUR How should I know? I'm not God. CATESBY (Calmly) I don't even know who he is anymore... He looks over at the castle in the distance. CATESBY (CONT'D) That man who sits on that throne in that castle thinks he is God. Thinks he can control the lives of everyone and rid the world of who he doesn't want. Thomas takes hold of Catesby by the arms. THOMAS WINTOUR Now listen. James is not God, nor a good king. And God does not control our actions, we do. And it's strange how the effect of our actions can cause many things for the future. Lets go of Catesby. 0002000007910000E14678B,THOMAS WINTOUR It's all one big coincidence isn't it? Catesby looks at church nearby. CATESBY No...It's all us. Our mind can't predict everything, nor control the similarities of one event to something in our own lives that we've seen. Catesby begins to walk away. CATESBY (CONT'D) This plot will not only dedicate itself to those roman catholics dying out there, but to the man who helped freed them. Catesby exits. Thomas Wintour stares at the grave. THOMAS WINTOUR (To the headstone) Forgive your master on his behavior, but he should know that we are not entirely free from the king and his lords. Thomas bows his head and turns away. He leaves the graveyard. cut to: EXT. HOUSE OF PARLIAMENT, secret door-day Fawkes walks and moves his way through a few large plants standing up against the back door to the underground. We here a crow cawing in the background. Fawkes takes out the key and looks upon for a little bit, remembering Bates. He sticks the key into the lock and twists. The rusty lock falls off the door. Fawkes opens it and finds a small set of stairs taking him down to the underground again. INT. HOUSE OF PARLIAMENT, UNDERGROUND-CONTINUOUS Fawkes carries in a lantern and walks around the room. He goes near the large corner clearing, where he decided to place the explosives. Fawkes looks up at the ceiling, hearing loud footsteps. He goes near the manhole and crawls up gently. He sees a band of lords talking and walking. Cecil was one of them, along with Monteagle. Lord (O.s.) Now, over here is the painting of Queen Elizabeth, before James was made King of England. Cecil (O.s.) I trust the security around Parliament is very strong, so that these portraits and weapons are not stolen or vandalized? LORD (O.S.) These doors all have a key and each guard will have a key to each door, ensuring that none can get in. The public will not be too much of a threat, but King James insists keeping them away. 0002000006E30000E8D16DD,MONTEAGLE (O.S.) I'm afraid I must retire for the day gentlemen. I have to return to my place and continue work for the king, but I will be here soon enough. CECIL (O.S.) Farewell, Monteagle. Cecil exits. Fawkes works his way back down the manhole and in the underground lair. A rat scurries by Fawkes' feet and disappears in the darkness. Fawkes' cheek twitches. He takes one last look around the stony room, then walks to the door. He exits. cut to: INT. CATESBY'S HOME-evening Catesby is seen sitting at his table alone. His elbows on the table and his fingertips touching. He sighs. Fawkes enters from the front door. He rests a hand on Catesby's shoulder. FAWKES (O.S.) (Silently) Parliament is ours. Catesby looks at Fawkes' hand, then looks back at the table. CATESBY (Moping) It's only a matter of valuable time before the fifth. We are entering the winter months, Guy. Soon, the fifth will be upon us and we will have to ensure that the gunpowder is placed below. FAWKES (O.s.) I know places of where we can acquire these barrels of gray dust. CATESBY Then I will send you and a few others to retrieve them next week. FAWKES Certainly. Fawkes takes his hand off and walks to the door, opening it. Catesby only stares at the table, lowering his arms. Fade to black WOMAN'S VOICE (V.O.) The gunpowder shipments were soon to arrive at the docks on the coastal shores of England. It had been over two months since the death of Thomas Bates, but there were surely more men to die for what they believed in. fade in ext. castle, balcony-day The King of England stands upon a high balcony on his tower. He looks out to the city of London and scoffs at it. Another man approaches from behind him; SIR WILLIAM WADE. King James barely turns his head around. 0002000006830000EFAE67D,KING JAMES Where are the prisoners, William? Wade They are being held at a small outpost in the country side, east of here. King James turns around, walking slowly back inside. KING JAMES Perhaps they shall remain there until their tongues let loose more information regarding the conspirators in London. INT. castle, King's chamber-continuous WADE I have been interrogating them for some time now, your highness. Either they are willing to die for these men, or they really don't know. Pause. King James stops walking. KING JAMES Then let them die...or...bring them to the tower of London. Yes...torture them there until we get answers. King James walks to the exit of his room. WADE And if they have none? KING JAMES (Shouting) Then they die! cut to: EXT. LAMBETH-DAY Catesby is smoking a pipe outside, while Fawkes, Thomas and Robert Wintour, Owen, Rokewood, Digby, Percy, Keyes, John and Christopher Wright, and Tresham all stood in a huddle formation. A carriage is standing by them, waiting. FAWKES It is simple enough for a child to possibly understand. The docks are our chance of retrieving all the gunpowder. On our journey back, we will be in Scotland and we shall take more barrels from small villages and outposts there, until we get back to England. ROBERT WINTOUR Parliament will be waiting for your return. Be sure that nobody follow you back. FAWKES No one will. THOMAS WINTOUR And what if you are? OWEN Come now, Thomas. This is Guy Fawkes. I've known him long enough to know that he can get out of almost any situation. TRESHAM Is this it? Go to Scotland then come back? DIGBY The plan that Fawkes has provided us is good enough, I suppose. 0002000009CF0000F62B9C9,THOMAS WINTOUR But what if we are all caught? DIGBY Not all of us are going, now are we? FAWKES No. I will take only four men with me. We need the rest to stay in case there is a problem. THOMAS WINTOUR What problems could we face? FAWKES Well, I expect to see two or four guards on the ship, and a lot of sailors. They will be delivering this shipment to Scotland. We need to stowaway on board in order to get there. ROKEWOOD What if you're caught? FAWKES We won't. CATESBY How long of a journey will you be away? FAWKES A week, at least. CATESBY I bid you a farewell, and fair journey. FAWKES I still need a company of men who are willing to go with me. Pause. FAWKES (CONT'D) So it's just me then? JOHN WRIGHT I'll go. Fawkes looks at John Wright. DIGBY As will I. ROKEWOOD Perhaps I will, as well. FAWKES Then I will take you three with me. We must leave today if we are to get to the docks on time before the shipment of gunpowder leaves. JOHN WRIGHT (Nodding) Right... All the conspirators separate. Some stay near Catesby's home, while the rest walk down the streets. Fawkes, Digby, Rokewood, and John Wright enter the carriage. Catesby tugs on Fawkes' cape. Fawkes turns around. CATESBY Keep a low profile. Your voices should not be heard as loud and fierce. Fawkes smiles. CATESBY (CONT'D) Be safe, old friend. Fawkes nods and enters the carriage. We see the carriage ride off down the streets of Lambeth and into more of the city. Catesby licks his teeth with his mouth open. He gives a small grunting sound after swallowing. Catesby turns away. cut to: EXT. LONDON STREETS-DAY The carriage takes a sharp turn, as if in a hurry. It comes to the gates of London and over time goes right through. EXT. ENGLAND PLAINS-continuous day and night cycle The carriage travels fast over the lush, green plains of England. It goes through a variety of days including bright days, rainy days, dark days, snowy days, and finally arrives at the port where a harbor of ships are docked. EXT. port-night The carriage stops at end of the road. Fawkes exits out first. John Wright, Digby, and Rokewood come out. Their breath comes out as fog, for the weather is cold in these winter months. Fawkes looks left, then right to make sure the coast was clear. He uses hand gestures to the others to follow him. Wright, Digby, and Rokewood stand behind Fawkes, waiting for their next move. There are several sailors loading boxes and barrels onto a ship. Four guards walk together on the boardwalk and get on the ship. 0002000006860000FFF4680,The last bit of cargo is brought on board by a sailor. The last sailor looks back at the dock, and only hears the waves crash on the rocks and sand. He goes onto the boat. Fawkes signals the others to follow him onto the boardwalk and to the ship. Sailor (O.s.) Prepare to cast off! Fawkes looks up at the ship's railing. No one is in sight. FAWKES (Whispering) Come, quickly! John wright tosses a bucket of water and the lamp post and puts out the candle. He repeats this method on other lamp posts. Fawkes slowly walks up on the stairs of the ship and sees a few sailors getting ready the ship ready to cast off. One walks by near him. Fawkes ducks. Captain (O.s.) All sailors to the bow! The sailors that Fawkes saw left to the front of the ship to get it ready. Fawkes looks down at the other conspirators. FAWKES (Whispers) Nows the chance! He climbs up onto the deck of the ship and looks around the area. The rest of the conspirators climb aboard and follow Fawkes down into the cargo area of the ship. INT. ship, storage room-continuous The conspirators enter the cargo room silently. FAWKES Find a box to hid in. I will locate the gunpowder, and find any food to last you for the journey. The conspirators split up and hide in other boxes and barrels to keep safe from the sailors and guards on the ship. EXT. ship, SEA-NIGHT View of the ship leaving port and sailing off into the seas. cut to: EXT. Tresham's house-day Lord Monteagle, mounted on a horse, arrives and Francis Tresham's home near the House of Parliament. Monteagle dismounts and ties up the horse's reins to a post. He turns towards the door, and removes his hat. He knocks on the door. 00020000061D00010674617,Tresham opens it. MONTEAGLE Francis, may I have word? TRESHAM Sure. Come in. Monteagle enters. INT. Tresham's home-continuous Tresham walks to his seat. Monteagle looks around. TRESHAM So, what may I offer you? Monteagle sits on a wooden chair. MONTEAGLE Well, I've come bearing news about what Robert Cecil has told me. Tresham is intrigued. TRESHAM Ah... MONTEAGLE He has told me that some roman catholic conspirators have been living in London and are plotting an uprise of some sort. Well, that's what the king told him, at least. Tresham takes a cup of tea near him. TRESHAM (Nervous) I've heard of this so called "uprise," but I can assure you that I have not seen anything like that grow around here. MONTEAGLE (Lost in thought) I just couldn't help, but remember a certain catholic I met earlier this year. Rob-Bob Cats-Cates something. I can't quite remember, but he left me with suspicious intentions. In fact, I believe you were there. Tresham looks at Monteagle and stops sipping his tea. TRESHAM I know Catesby like any other man. He is an honest fellow. MONTEAGLE Perhaps I will meet him once again. TRESHAM I don't think that is the brightest idea. You see...Catesby is a good man, but he has been called away from London...to, uh, Yorkshire. MONTEAGLE Yorkshire? Now, what business does he have there? TRESHAM I don't know, he never told me anything. He just sort of left when I traveled near his home one day. Monteagle nods his head with a cynical smirk TRESHAM (CONT'D) (Anxious) B-but, I'm sure he would love to meet you when he returns. 00020000063F00010C8B639,Monteagle stands and heads for the door. MONTEAGLE Well, I better leave now and get back to Cecil. He is expecting me back by the third hour past noon today. He goes outside. Tresham follows. EXT. TRESHAM'S HOUSE-continuous Monteagle begins to untie his horse's reins from the post. TRESHAM Listen, you can inform Cecil that there is no conspiracy coming against the king or his lords. MONTEAGLE Well, I suppose so, but how can I trust you with that piece of knowledge? Pause. Monteagle mounts his horse. MONTEAGLE (CONT'D) Well...I will see you months later, I suppose. I will be at Parliament on the opening day on the fifth this year. TRESHAM Are you now? MONTEAGLE Farewell, Francis. Monteagle gives his steed a kiss and rides off down the road. Tresham looks worried, scarred almost. He walks back into his house and shuts the door. CuT TO: EXT. House of Parliament-day Robert Wintour and Robert Keyes are standing outside the underground door. It is locked and requires the key. Robert Wintour (Feeling the door) Im not sure how he discovered it without a key...unless there was some other way in. Keyes There had to be another way for him to discover this lair, or else he had good hunch. ROBERT WINTOUR I dont feel no hunch. Robert Wintour stops feeling the door. He and Keyes begin to walk away from to the door and enter a grass field. KEYES I didnt know much about Guy Fawkes until now, but I still think theres more to him than meets the eye. ROBERT WINTOUR That maybe true. Ive never witnessed first hand of any good acts of deeds committed by Fawkes, only heard of them. 00020000060E000112C4608,KEYES Havent we all? ROBERT WINTOUR But if he can sneak past a Spanish army, steal gunpowder and not get caught, remain a hidden roman catholic, then he must know a way to get into a locked, sealed off room without a key. They stop walking. KEYES ...Perhaps there is more to Parliament than meets the eye. Keyes glances over at the Houses of Parliament, then continues walking with Wintour. A guard watches them from the great building. He grows a suspicious feeling towards them and nods his head in believing that they are up to something. Cut tO: InT. ship, storage room-day A sailor exits the room with a barrel at hand while walking up the steps. Pause. Fawkes and the other conspirators open the tops of their barrels and slowly climb out with caution. They gather at the feet of the stairs, as they hear many sailors above. Digby Have we made it to port? FAWKES Indeed we have. Fawkes begins to move backwards slowly. FAWKES (CONTD) Continue on up, meet me on the pier. Rokewood What will you be doing? FAWKES Covering our escape so that we are not traces. These are times when every man is for himself. If we are caught, then we fail Catesby and all the other men who look to us as hope. Now go! The conspirators race up the stairs. Fawkes looks around the room for barrels. He opens many of them and finds gunpowder residing in them. Fawkes knocks one barrel over and throws the many more he finds. He takes the last barrel and carries it up the stairs while it leaks gunpowder. Quickly he takes a torch and lights the small trail. 00020000065B000118CC655,The start of the gunpowder trail sparkles in a flare. Fawkes exits the room. ExT. ship, poop deck-continous Fawkes swiftly, yet delicately tries to move across the poop deck. He comes to the railing and follows a plank that leads him off the ship and onto the pier. ExT. pier-continous Fawkes meets the other conspirators and they all walk closely together down the pier until they come to the beach and make their escape. John Wright What took ya? FAWKES (Rushing) Ensuring that our escape is not reported by anyone, nor anything. As Fawkes leads them away, a guard notices them and studies their movements. He shrugs and walks closer towards the ship. Cut to: EXT. hilltop-continuous The conspirators find an empty carriage. JOHN WRIGHT Right. Whos driving? The other conpspirators enter the carriage and close the doors on John Wright. JOHN WRIGHT (CONTD) Oh... John walks near the back of the carriage and sees a wagon attached to it. He smiles. John goes back to the front and mounts on the carriage. He whips the reins against the two horses, and the carriage moves. We see the ship one last time at the pier. Boom! An explosion from the inside causes the ship to rip apart. Fire, wood, bodies, and smoke are everywhere, as the pier is destroyed. FADE TO: Ext. English outpost, Scotland-day Several Roman Catholic prisoners are taken into an outpost with their heads down, and their wrists bound by rope. A few swordsmen take the prisoners inside the outpost and close the gates. EXT. Scottish plains-continuous John Wright stops the carriage from moving any further. He takes up the reins and ties them down. 00020000063300011F2162D,Fawkes comes out of the carriage and approaches John. FAWKES Why have we stopped? JOHN WRIGHT (Startled) Oh, um. The outpost is just over there. Now there should be a storage of weapons and such there. FAWKES And? JOHN WRIGHT Thats it. FAWKES Right. Take us closer to the outpost, I want to enter in peacefully and deliberately without hesitation, or they will suspect something. JOHN WRIGHT Right. Fawkes enters the carriage again. John takes the reins back and hits the horses with them. The carriage moves downward to the outpost. EXT. eNGLISH OUTPOST, gate-day(later) The conspirators sneak to the gate entrance and prepare to enter. They line up against the wall. Fawkes looks up to see if the guards notice them. He makes hand gestures to Digby telling him and Rokewood to go around the other way. FAWKES (Whispering) Meet us inside near the gunpowder shed! Rokewood nods and follows Digby around the corner. Fawkes knocks on the gate doors. A guard spots them. Guard Open the gate! Men from the other side of the gate house push it open, letting a loud creaking noise come out. There, the soldiers see Fawkes and John Wright. A young looking man named Captain ROGERS stands there watching Fawkes and John enter and come near him, as his cape flutters in the wind. Rogers What business does two men have at my post? FAWKES Please sir...spare a penny or two? You wouldnt have a penny by any chance would you? ROGERS No. And that didnt answer my question. Rogers begins to circle around them. ROGERS (CONTD) What business do you have here? FAWKES Were just travellers. 0002000006190001254E613,JOHN WRIGHT Travellers who got lost during a stormy night. We seek shelter. John nearly bows before the feet of the captain. ROGERS We are not holding inns here, sir, only supplies, storage, and...prisoners. FAWKES Surely there is a house to accommodate here? Or a hovel? ROGERS Nigh, there is none. Leave now... The captain slowly draws out a sword from his sheath RogerS (CONT'D) Or I will be forced to take you out by force, sir. FAWKES No need for harsh actions, friend. Just a shelter to provide cover with. Rogers lowers his blade. ROGERS So be it. If my words and sword will not persuade you to leave, then I will let fear do it. Rogers snaps his fingers at two guards who run behind a building. They come back moments later with Rokewood and Digby in their hands. Digby and Rokewood seem to struggle a bit. Rogers turns back to Fawkes. RogerS (CONT'D) Well, sir. Will you leave with these men or shall it only be you two, while these two stay as prisoners? Fawkes remains still. A fist being made in his hand. Rogers walks forward to Fawkes and grabs his shoulder. ROGERS (CONT'D) Leave my post, and be on your way, sir. There will be plenty of pennies for you, Im sure. Rogers turns his head to a soldier. ROGERS (CONT'D) Take the two behind the shed and shoot them! Suddenly, Rogers is struck in the chest by a knife, while an arm curls around his neck, and many soldiers aim their spears at them. FAWKES Stay back, or he will bleed from where he cannot see. (To Rogers) Now, tell them to let my friends go, or I will take your life by force. 00020000065000012B6164A,Rogers gasps. ROGERS Lower your weapons and let the prisoners go. The soldiers around drop their tools of war and push Rokewood and Digby to John Wright. FAWKES Now, Rogers...I will let you go. Fawkes lets go of Rogers and kicks him, while stealing his flintlock pistol from its holster. He aims it at Rogers, but the many soldiers charge at the conspirators. Digby picks up a rifle upon the ground and fires it at one soldier charging at him. Rokewood and Wright take up their own weapons and join the brawl. Fawkes rushes towards the back end of the outpost searching for the gunpowder shed. Rogers gets up, while giving a cry in pain. Rain begins to pour down on his face and hair. Rogers charges after Fawkes. Fawkes finds the shed and quickly breaks the lock with a nearby hammer that was on the wet ground. The lock falls in two pieces, and Fawkes quickly opens the door. He kicks over a few barrels of gunpowder. The many barrels roll out with powder leaking out from the holes and open tops. Some go into the battlefield, and others stop at the walls. Fawkes runs out of the building with a barrel in his hand. Rogers comes out of nowhere and strikes his blade against the barrel making more powder fall out of it. Fakes runs down a small alley and find a wooden ladder leading upwards on a watch tower. He climbs it with ease. Rogers find Fawkes climbing and sheaths his sword away. His hands tightly take hold on each step and he climbs to the to and meets Fawkes, whom holds a pistol aimed at the captain. ROGERS Well, well. A traitor to the country. Youll get a good hangin for this. Mark me. 00020000063A000131AB634,FAWKES Ive always been a traitor to England, ever since the king took power. ROGERS (Nodding) So...a Roman Catholic is here before my feet and wishes for a penny? My good sir, you ask the wrong man. Fawkes triggers the pistol, but misses Rogers. The captain lunges at Fawkes, both now in a brawl. Fawkes slaps Rogers in the face. Rogers punches Fawkes in the stomach. Fawkes kicks Rogers off of him and jumps to the ladder, then sliding down it. Once Fawkes reaches the bottom, he takes an axe from the ground and cuts the bottom of the ladder, destroying it. Rogers watches Fawkes bolt off back to the shed. He turns to his men. ROGERS (CONT'D) (Yelling) Get to the gunpowder shed! Go! The soldiers chase the other conspirators to the shed, but the conspirators close the door on them. The guards back against the door, sticking their pikes and swords through holds. Finally the door gives in after moments, and the guards rush in. Nothing is in the shed. The doors close behind them and lock clicks on the handle. The guards run back to the door trying to open it. Meanwhile, Fawkes lights a trail of gunpowder leading to a large barrel supply next to the shed. More trails are lit along the way. The conspirators all races to the carriage and open the gates to leave. The carriage takes off in a hurry as the outpost is to be destroyed. Rogers watches, as the conspirators flee and sees the many trails of gunpowder catch fire to what they are next to and the load of barrels next to the shed explode. Rogers yells as the entire outpost crumbles down from the fire and explosion. 000200000639000137DF633,Cut TO: EXT. london-night We see the many buildings that tower the streets of London and a castle in the distance, and the Houses of Parliament nearby. EXT. Catesbys home-day The other conspirators stand outside Catesbys home, waiting for Fawkes to return with gunpowder. Thomas Wintour They should be back by now. KeyES I dont know where they are. Catesby is pacing back and forth. CATESBY They need all the time they can get, but before the night of the fourth. On the stroke of midnight, it will be the fifth and we will destroy Parliament with the king and his lords inside. Percy While Elizabeth takes the throne. Catesby halts his pacing. CATESBY Indeed. A servant comes running down the street, holding a scroll in hand. Servant (Shouting) Message from Fawkes, my lord! The servant stops at Catesby, and hands him the envelope. Catesby opens the envelope and pulls out a letter. CATESBY (Reading) To my dear Robert Catesby... FAWKES (V.O.) I have begun the gathering of gunpowder, and have made certain that no Englishmen have known of our whereabouts. This is a difficult process, but I have had worse situations in the past. Hopefully the gunpowder and I shall arrive by friday. Guy Fawkes. PS Burn this letter once read, we dont want anyone else getting hold of this info. Catesby ends reading. Tresham Well, what did it say? Catesby turns around and walks past the conspirators, going inside his house. InT. caTESBYS HOME-continuous Catesby walks to the fireplace and tosses the letter inside it. The paper burns and incinerates in a flash. The other conspirators enter. 0002000008BD00013E128B7,THOMAS WINTOUR Why did you toss it away? TRESHAM Did you really need to? Catesby rolls his eyes and speaks. CATESBY Guy just informed me he should arrive in a few days, just a few more. He is taking all the gunpowder he can from outposts to villages. Lord knows what would happen if he was caught. THOMAS WINTOUR Probably not just to him, but to us, as well. KEYES Aye, Robert, Im not going to be part of this anymore if he screws it all up. CATESBY (Angry) Well you already are! All of you. I began this whole struggle so that we could save not only us, but everyone like us. Fawkes is our only hope now. If he is caught then we should keep trying and find a new way to settle the dispute. Christopher How? Catesby looks out the window. CATESBY Parliament is a symbol. A symbol of monarchy and its doings. If we change this symbol, we could probably do more than just kill a king. Owen There is so much more we could do for this country than this king will ever do. Catesby and Owen look eye to eye. OwEN (CONT'D) I am still following you Robert, but I am willing to risk life itself against James and his parliament. Catesby nods to him. Cut to: Ext. ScotTISH PLAINS-CONTINUOUs (later) From behind John Wrights head, we see smoke rising in the distance. He Smiles without even looking back at it, but knowing they had destroyed another place and took all the gunpowder. The carriage travels far over the plains of Scotland and quickly enters English territories within days. London was only hours away now. The carriage arrives at the gates of the city and enters. We see a large glimpse of the city of London. Towers, Parliament, and the many homes that are next to the streets. EXT. London, streets-night The carriage swiftly comes down a corner entering Lambeth. ExT. Lambeth, streets-continuous(later) We see Catesby, Thomas Wintour, Keyes, Percy, and Christopher Wright standing outside Catesbys house. The carriage comes around the corner and the conspirators notice it and immediately come to greet their friends. Fawkes, Digby, Rokewood, come out of the carriage, while John comes off it. CATESBY (Shaking hands with Fawkes) Youve made it. FAWKES Indeed we did. A whole cart load full of it. Did you get my letter? 0002000006DD000146C96D7,CATESBY Letter? FAWKES Exactly. Catesby nods while ending the handshake. He looks over at the large wagon with the many barrels in it. JoHN WRIGHT All of it is going to go with the king and that damned, large house. Hopefully it will be the downfall of our prosecution and the rise of our respect again. FAWKES But one man is required to take all these alone. And I will start tomorrow. The rest of these must remain hidden. And we cant store them at one place or the guards will think it very suspicious. PerCY Right. Well share the load to each of us. How many is there. Fawkes looks at the barrels. FAWKES Id say...thirty-six. Percy paces back and fourth, thinking of a calculation while muttering it to himself. He stops. PERCY OK. Well just give six barrels per six people, one of them must be Fawkes. FAWKES Well of course me. But I must be allowed to enter all your doors without even you being there, for I must deliver this gunpowder safely and securely. If even the little bits of this plot are carried out, we are in full jeopardy. CATESBY Then I say everyone take special precautions. We cant risk giving the slightest bit out, as Guy said. THOMAS WINTOUR And what happens if we are in jeopardy? FAWKES Then we will all suffer due to one mans act. CATESBY But hopefully that act wont occur. Tonight, my friends, is a night to forget, but November the fifth will not. We only have several weeks until that day is here. Catesby turns to a window, and sighs looking out at it. CATESBY (CONT'D) We should be ready to deliver the barrels within a few days. For now they will be stored at our homes. But tomorrow they must be put underneath Parliament. Then the lords and king will cry in the smoke that will drift over Englands plain. 00020000064900014DA0643,CUT TO: EXT. Treshams home-day Francis is seen walking up to his door, unlocking it, then entering it. InT. TrESHAMS HOME-continuous Francis wipes his boots and tosses his hat on a coat hanger by him. He comes up to a drawer and opens it, finding a feather pen and ink bottle. Francis sits down with the pen and ink sitting on a desk. He lays out a sheet of paper. Gently, he takes the pen and dips the tip of it into the ink and beginning to write a letter. TRESHAM (V.O.) My lord Monteagle, out of the love I bear to some of your friends, I have a care for your preservation. Therefore I would advise you, as you tender your life, to devise some excuse to shift of your attendance at this Parliament, for God and man hath concurred to punish the wickedness of this time... ExT. HoUSE OF PARLIAMENT-DAY Guy Fawkes is bringing in a small cart of barrels across the bridge and over to the House of Parliament. TRESHAM (V.O.) And think not slightly of this advertisement but retire yourself into your country, where you may expect the event in safety, Fawkes comes around to the back door and takes out his key ring, searching for the key to the back door. TRESHAM (V.O.) (CONT'D) For though there be no appearance of any stir, Fawkes unlocks the door and pulls in the cart. INT. HouSE OF PARLIAMENT, underground-continuous Fawkes enters the underground, gently taking in the cart of gunpowder barrels. TRESHAM (V.O.) Yet I say they shall receive a terrible blow, the Parliament, and yet they shall not see who hurts them. Guy now stacks the barrels neatly in the large, open corner. He smiles at it. 000200000631000153E362B,CuT TO: EXT. Lambeth-day All the conspirators are helping load a few more carts of barrels without being noticed by anyone. TRESHAM (V.O.) This counsel is not to be condemned, because it may do you good and can do you no harm, for the danger is past as soon as you have burnt the letter: Later, after loading the barrels, Fawkes takes them away by horse. CuT TO: InT. hOUSE OF PARLIAMENT, UNDERGROUND-day Fawkes enters the underground again. He stacks the leftover barrels he acquired over the months and placed them, as if it were to fill up the entire underground. Fawkes takes in a deep breath. TRESHAm (V.O.) And I hope God will give you the grace to make good use of it, to whose holy protection I commend you. Francis Tresham. Fawkes closes the door to the cellar beneath Parliament. CuT TO: INT. tRESHAMS HOME-DAY Francis places his pen on the desk. He reads over the letter swiftly, then rolls it up into a scroll almost. Francis turns to his servant. TRESHAM (Handing over the letter) Here! Take this to Baron Monteagle in London. And only to him. He will know what to do once he gets it. You are not to loose this from your hands. For if another pair of fingers acquires it, then my axe in the back shed will be most useful to your neck! Now go! The servant takes it and runs out the door, panicking almost. Francis sighs and looks to his desk again. His head plumps onto it, falling asleep. Cut TO: EXT. cATESBYS HOME-night Every single member of the conspiracy against King James was now at a table, discussing their close succession to destroying Parliament. 00020000064700015A0E641,Catesby stands up at the head of the table. CATESBY My friends, in a matter of days, the House of Parliament will contain several lords and a king. The public will arrive to see this grand opening, but they shall not be satisfied, for the day will be ours, and at the stroke of midnight, Fawkes will light the fuse and the gunpowder will take the lives of all who reside in that God-forsaken place! FAWKES If I am to light the fuse, then perhaps I am to die? CATESBY ...If that were the situation...then...Yes, Im afraid Guy Fawkes will take his own life in there. FAWKES (Mumbling) Wasnt planning on that. THOMAS WINTOUR Surely there is another way for Fawkes to escape? PERCY Not likely. FAWKES (Standing) No! I will die for my people. They must be free from this persecution. JoHN WRIGHT I believe that if he is to blow up Parliament alone, then where will we be located, Robert? KEYES Yes, I would like to know what happens after weve succeeded. CATESBY We must leave London to certain territories around the city. Other places where we will liberate more Roman Catholics to our cause and fight off the rest of James army that he may send against us. THOMAS WINTOUR Well, we arent prepared for a battle, now are we? ROKEWOOD No we arent, but we should be prepared for any trials. KEYES And the trials are to lead us to death or victory? ROKEWOOD Victory, I believe. CATESBY Victory, gentlemen...that is what it is. Catesby walks around the table, as if lecturing. CATESBY (CONT'D) The time of attack has come. We have one chance and only one to destroy James and his lords all together. 0002000006500001604F64A,FAWKES James could have been assassinated by one of us easily. That is if one of us was willing to get caught and possibly hanged. ChRISTOPHER Hanged by the noose? I could think of something worse. FAWKES What? CHRISTOPHER Bein hung, drawn and finally quartered. The conspirators fall silent. FAWKES That is the least of our worries. The thing that worries me most is if I get caught out there. CHRISTOPHER Well, maybe I should go since you seem cowardice! Fawkes stands in protest. FAWKES I am not afraid! Other conspirators join in the argument. CATESBY Quiet, men, quiet! FAWKES No fear! CHRISTOPHER Really?! CATESBY Gentlemen, that is enough! Fawkes and Christopher begin to settle their voices, and sit down slowly. CATESBY (CONT'D) There is no need for the argument, for this is an important matter. (To Fawkes) Guido, you will light the fuse tonight since you have experience with that sort of profession. (To Everyone) Now, our conquest to defeating James has paid off quite long enough. For several years We have been plotting Parliaments fate, and for several years we have waited and gathered the equipment to do so. KEYES Are you sure there is no sign of suspicion around us? What if Someone knows about the plot other than us? CATESBY That is the least of my concerns, sir. KEYES Then enlighten me. Why should I trust that no one else knows? Pause. CATESBY ...Were all still here. Arent we not? Fawkes nods. THOMAS WINTOUR Then does that settle it? Are we going to move on? CATESBY Most certainly, but I think everyone deserves to know where to flee after Fawkes has departed to Parliament. 0002000006240001669961E,Catesby kneels underneath the table. He comes back up, unrolling a map. CUT TO: Oct. 26 InT. Castle, Elizabeths room-ngiht Elizabeth and her brother, Charles were discussing the opening night of Parliament. Elizabeth You really think father wont delay it again? She takes a drink of water. CHarles No. Why would he? There is no threat now that can prevent him from opening it. ELIZABETH I just think somethings gonna come up again. CHARLES What could possibly? Elizabeth looks at Charles. Cut TO: EXT. Monteagles home-night (later) A SERVANT on horseback arrives at his masters home. He leaps right off the horse with a letter in hand. The servant ties up the reins of the horse and opens the door. INT. MoNTEAGLES HOME-Continuous The servant approaches Monteagle with the letter at hand. SERVANT My lord? Montleagle turns around. SERVANT (CONT'D) A letter from Francis Tresham, lord. Monteagle takes the letter. Monteagle Lets see ere. Monteagle opens the letter and takes out the paper gently. The servant waits for Monteagle to finish reading the letter. The lord Monteagle looks confused and somewhat feared. He drops the letter. MONTEAGLE (CONT'D) This parchment will not go to the flames. Monteagle stands up, walking near the door. MONTEAGLE (CONT'D) I will deliver it to my master in Salisbury. Cecil will know what to do. Monteagle shuts the door, leaving his servant behind. CuT TO: Nov. 2 ExT. hOUSE OF PARLIAMENT-DAY Guy Fawkes carries the last gunpowder barrel to the door behind Parliament. He opens the door. Cut to: EXT. English plains-day 00020000067A00016CB7674,Lord Monteagle rides to Salisbury fast and swift. Several peasants outside notice him riding by. Cut TO: Int. Castle, Kings room-day King James takes a sip of his wine, then stirs the cup. During this time, he is looking out the window while sitting down. King James What man cant satisfy his followers, betray a fellow man, worship God wrongly? CHARLES I dont know, sir. King JAMES (Calmly) A Roman Catholic. He takes another sip. CuT TO: INT. hOUSE OF PARLIAMENT, UNDERGROUND-day A pair of hands is holding a barrel while pouring a trail of gunpowder around the dark room. Cut TO: INT. CastlE, KINGS ROOM-DAY The king wipes his lips and stands up from his seat. King JAMES If there were many different teaches of God in our world, then I think it would raise the chaos from the Devil. James turns around, and walks to his wardrobe. Cut TO: INT. hOUSE OF PARLIAMENT, UNDERGROUND-DAY Fawkes places a long fuse inside one of the barrels and lays the rest of its tail on the ground. He smiles at it, then gets up. Cut TO: Int. Cecils house-night The front door bursts open with a worn out Monteagle standing in it. Cecil stands up and rushes to the door, grabbing Monteagle by the forearms before he can fall. MONTEAGLE This letter bears the words of a plot to destroy Parliament and its king! Cecil takes the letter, letting Monteagle fall on the ground. He skims over the letter, and quickly his eyes turn furious. Cecil To this, I must make haste to London. Cecil walks out the door. CUT TO: Nov. 3 INT. Castle, throne room-night King James is talking with his lords, while Charles and Elizabeth are sitting at a close by table, also talking. 0002000006310001732B62B,King James Yes, I want all lords to be there on the eve of Parliaments opening. Suddenly, the doors burst open, and Lord Cecil runs in, drippy and wet. Cecil My King! James, Charles, Elizabeth, and the other lords stand up, startled by Cecils arrival. CECIL (CONT'D) There is conspiracy to destroy Parliament and its king! James rushes over to Cecil, taking the note in one hand, and holding Cecils arm in the other. King James (Looking at the letter) Francis Tresham? CECIL Francis knows my servant, Monteagle. They have been companions, but he also told me that Fawkes and Percy have been his companions. KING JAMES Percy? King James thinks in his mind, beginning to realize that he was fooled by men whom he thought he could trust. KING JAMES (CONT'D) Then he wanted the keys to Parliament for mister Johnson... CeCIL I saw Johnson one night with a servant of his. That man tried to rob me of the secret...back door... KING JAMES This is what I feared. A bunch of revolutionaries plotting to destroy Parliament. King James walks away from them all, leaving the room. KING JAMES (CONT'D) I will ensure that Parliament is not opened for anyone tomorrow night! These conspirators will see God before his feet! James exits. Elizabeth looks at her brother. EliZABETH What now? CHARLES There is nothing for us to bother him with. Let us stay out of it. CUT TO: Nov. 4 Ext. CATESBYS HOME-NIGHT Each and every member of the conspiracy was outside and on horseback. Catesby and Percy were to take a wagon to leave London. Fawkes walks over to Catesby, shaking his hand roughly. 0002000006310001795662B,FAWKES Tomorrow the country will know what not to fear anymore. CATESBY So I hope, friend, so I hope. They end their exchange of hands. CATESBY (CONT'D) Keep a watch on the moon, for when it is directly above you facing North, light the fuse. FAWKES There will be so much smoke, you wont be able to see the moon. CATESBY Then take care, mister Guy Fawkes. Catesby turns around and enters the wagon, signaling the coach to take off. Fawkes watches, as his fellow conspirators ride off down the streets of Lambeth. Owen comes up to Fawkes on his horse. OWEN May the lord be with you, and may he not save the king. Fawkes nods to him. Owen flips a penny to Fawkes, who catches it. Owen turns his steed around and takes off swiftly down the road. Guy was left in a trance, as he gazed into the penny. He broke off from it, knowing that he had to complete the quest he chose. Cut to: INT. hOUSE OF PARLIAMENT, UNDERGROUND-night Fawkes enters through the door, holding a lantern in his hand. He slowly walks in and come to the gunpowder in this silent night. EXT. hOUSE OF PARLIAMENT-continuous Seven soldiers run across the bridge of Parliament. They come around the corner and seek the back door behind the building. INT. hOUSE OF PARLIAMENT, UNDERGROUND-NIGHT Fawkes looks out the window, knowing it was not quite midnight. He comes closer to the barrels; every step seems like a second closer to doom. A rather loud thumbing noise is heard from the door. Fawkes stops walking and turns at the door. The guards burst in with their pikes and halberds, and charge to their enemy. 00020000060B00017F81605,Fawkes draws his sword and rushes to the barrels before the guards could catch him. He raises his lantern and prepares to drop it at the barrels feet. PETER HEYWOOD, the captain of the guards, manages to catch up to Fawkes and snatches the lantern from Fawkes grip. Fawkes turns with his sword ready to pierce Peter, but he already saw several spears pointed at his face and chest. Fawkes began to panic, but Peter took a club and bashed Fawkes in the head, knocking him out. FaDE OUT. INT. Tower of London, dungeon-day We see Fawkes lying on the ground, beginning to awake. He quickly responds to the area where he is by leaping off the ground. He looks at his clothes seeing nothing, but torn rags and cloths put onto him. The cell is empty and lifeless. Gray, ruined, and boring. A man silhouetted in the dark was sitting in a chair outside the cell and watching Fawkes. Guy can only see his armored shins glinting from the light from Fawkes window. Wade Well, well, well. The king suspected a group of men to destroy Parliament. Not one. The man was Sir William Wade. He leaned out of the darkness, showing his face to Fawkes. WADE (CONT'D) There are two things I demand from you. Your name and the location of the others. FAWKES There are no others...just me. WADE Perhaps this cell is causing too much discomfort. Wade stands from his chair and opens the cell. Fawkes crawls out and kneels upon the floor. WADE (CONT'D) What is your name? FAWKES ...John...John Johnson, sir. I am a servant of Thomas Percy. Messenger of the king. 00020000061800018586612,WADE Then he must have been part of this too? FAWKES No, sir. Wade sighs, rolling his eyes. He lunges a leg out and kicks Fawkes in the chin. Fawkes falls upon the floor. WADE I grow tired, sir, now tell me where and who the others are? Fawkes looks up and Wade and spits on his foot. Wade delivers another kick, but to the stomach this time. Fawkes coughs roughly. CuT TO: InT. castle, meeting room-day Fawkes is sitting in a chair, bound by chains. King James and several lords sit at a table and try to interrogate Fawkes themselves. WADE Ive been trying for hours, sir. Nothing seems to drop out of him. KING JAMES (To Fawkes) Perhaps the thirty six barrels of gunpowder wasnt enough for you? Fawkes sits there breathing heavily. KING JAMES (CONT'D) Answer me, sir! What did you honestly plan to do? Scottish lord What did you intend to do with so much gunpowder? Pause. FAWKES To blow you Scotch beggars back to your native mountains! The lords shout insults to Fawkes and begin to argue, while he protested back. Wade Thats enough! KING JAMES Gentlemen! I will have this mister Johnson speak and only answer to me. But since he refuses cooperation, the gentler tortures are to be first used unto him, and so by degrees proceeding to the worst, and so God speed your good work. WADE Back to the tower? KING JAMES Yes, back to the tower, William. CuT TO: INT. tower of london-night Several men were in the room with Wade, as they all helped torture Fawkes. One man began whipping Fawkes, but nothing seemed to come out of his mouth except groans. 00020000068500018B9867F,Wade looked tired of torture and turned around. WADE Thats enough! Wade walks over to the beaten conspirator, and takes the whip from the guard. He give Fawkes another lash. Fawkes screams momentarily. WADE (CONT'D) (Angered) I will, and I mean, I will find those names, John. I will have these men found and brought back dead or to endure the same fate as you! Now tell me! FAWKES With what strength can you possibly have on me? I will give you no answer, sir! Wade whips again. Fawkes groans in pain. WADE (To guards) Perhaps the use of other means are necessary for this man. INT. tOWER OF LONDON-NIGHt (later) Fawkes is bound by rope and tied to a pole. A guard pulls out a knife and prepares to jab it into Fawkes. FAWKES Robert Catesby! The guard stops. FAWKES (CONT'D) Robert Catesby is the man in charge of this. I did my part, but there were more men settling in the outskirts of London. Youll find them there, William. Wade and his men storm out of the room, leaving Fawkes. CUT TO: ExT. Dunchurch-day Several riders are racing outside the village and entering its gates. Womans voice (V.O.) They didnt even know that Fawkes had failed that night, but word soon came to their ears once they saw no smoke rise from London. The riders dismount in the village and search the many homes inside the settlement. Two guards break down one door and enter with their rifles at hand. They shoot Catesby, Percy, and Thomas Wintour, who are killed on sight. The guards lower their weapons. WOMANS VOICE (V.O.) (CONT'D) They would never know the truth about what Fawkes had done, nor realize that Francis Treshams letter caused these changes to their plot. 000200000ABE00019217AB8,CuT TO: InT. castle, throne room-day A servant enters the throne room with news to his king and lords about the conspirators. He bows. SERVANT My lord, the many parties of men you sent out have killed many of the conspirators, but captured few of them. James smiles. KING JAMES Let the survivors go to the tower with Fawkes. SERVANT Yes sir. The servant exits. CUT TO: INT. toWER OF LONDON-day Francis Tresham and Robert Keyes are thrown into the cell next to Fawkes. Fawkes crawls to his barred door and tries to contact Tresham. FAWKES Where are the others? TRESHAM (Saddened) Dead. Nearly all of them. FAWKES What happened, Francis? I was there underneath a secret place, but they knew. How did they know? KEYES (O.S.) Someone must have tipped them off. Tresham starts backing into the corner of his cell, teary eyed. Keyes looks at him. KEYES (CONT'D) We tried, Tresham, we tried, but failed in our attempt. Fawkes (O.S.) Indeed... They sit in the dark chamber and wait for nothing. FADE TO: INT. cASTLE, THRONE ROOM-day King James, his lords, and the remaining conspirators were all in the room. James was finishing their trial. KING JAMES From the recent discovery of your crimes, I sentence you all to be hanged by the neck, drawn of your bowels and inner organs, and your limbs quartered from your corpses. I pray the lord have no mercy on your souls, gentlemen, for I see no reason to be merciful when one nearly commits treason. The king bangs his hammer against the desk. Lord Cecil smiles to the occasion. Monteagle looks saddened by the events taken place. He feels somewhat guilty, as he looks into Treshams eyes. The audience leaves the room. Cut TO: INT. toWER OF LONDON-NIGHT The guards enter the dead quiet room. The open the cells and take the prisoners out. Francis is left behind, for certain purposes. Cut TO: EXT. Courtyard-day Keyes and Fawkes are bound by their hands. The executioner takes Fawkes first to the scaffolding for his hanging. The noose hangs in front of Fawkes. Two hands take it around his neck. The king watches from the balcony, smiling in anticipation. Many people in the crowd throw their arms in the air, shouting and cursing at him. Fawkes looks at them in sadness. The executioner reaches for the lever, but stops. All of the sudden, Fawkes leaps from the scaffolding with the noose still around his neck. He hangs himself so that the executioner may take no pleasure in killing Fawkes himself. His body dangles and twitches, as he hangs and swings in front of the audience. A tear falls from the eye of Elizabeth, as she watches death take its toll upon these men. WOMANS VOICE (V.O.) Always remember, remember the fifth of November. The gunpowder treason...and plot. 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