RELIC
INT. COP CAR - NIGHT
Pendergast sits in silence. D'Agosta is visibly disturbed.
D'AGOSTA
I don't like animals. Never have.
Dog bit me when I was little. After
that I gave up on pets. Animals are
irrational. Give me a psychotic
killer any day. If there's one thing
that makes me queasy it's being part
of a food chain. My first case as a
rookie, two brothers climbed a fence
at the zoo. It was late August. Over
ninety. The polar bear was inside
his cave. Kids didn't know he was in
there. All they saw was the pool.
They got to swimming and splashing.
The noise woke up the bear. By the
time I arrived, both little boys
were in pieces. The bear was
dragging one kid around by the foot.
I can still hear the mother
screaming --
PENDERGAST
This isn't an animal, Vince. I've
been on this case four months,
remember? I've learned a few things.
D'AGOSTA
You've been holding out on me
Pendergast. You have a suspect
capable of this?
Pendergast looks over, nods quietly.
PENDERGAST
Let me tell you about it, Vince.
EXT. NATURAL HISTORY MUSEUM - DUSK
The yellow crime scene tape is torn and flapping in a light rain. Most
of the emergency vehicles have left. The police have released the
employees who are now headed home. We see Frock and Kawakita exit.
Cuthbert isn't far behind. Pendergast approaches them, headed back
inside.
PENDERGAST
Excuse me. Has Dr. Green left?
KAWAKITA
Before eight? You must be joking.
She's in the physical anthro lab
making up for lost time.
Pendergast nods his thanks.
INT. MUSEUM HALL OF THE GEMS - NIGHT
The gems glow in the darkness as Pendergast passes through the now
empty room.
INT. METEORITE ROOM - NIGHT
Pendergast's footfalls are lost in the carpet as he goes down the far
stairs.
INT. HALLWAY - MUSEUM - NIGHT
Pendergast goes down a long, dark hall alone. He arrives at a door
marked PHYSICAL ANTHROPOLOGY LAB, enters.
INT. PHYSICAL ANTHROPOLOGY LAB - NIGHT
The skeletons throw odd shadows on the ceiling. Margo's computer
screen glows at the end of the room, casting the only light. But her
chair is empty. The room is quiet. Pendergast approaches slowly, looks
around.
PENDERGAST
Dr. Green?
No answer. Pendergast glances at the computer screen, sees graphs and
complicated notations. He scrolls down, leans closer. He can't figure
it out. He slides into Margo's chair, fascinated. Then...
MARGO (OS)
You have a warrant to look at that?
Pendergast leaps up. Margo has appeared in the doorway behind him, a
cup of coffee in her hand.
PENDERGAST
Special Agent Pendergast. FBI.
Forgive me. I guess I was snooping.
What is this?
MARGO
An invention of mine. It's a
computer program designed to
describe the characteristics of a
given species from a reading of its
DNA. I call it the Genetic Sequence
Extrapolator.
PENDERGAST
How does it work?
MARGO
With a DNA analysis from a fossil
you can use this program to tell the
species and sex of the animal,
whether it was nocturnal, what it
ate, how it hunted, how big it
was...
(abrupt)
You aren't here for a lesson in DNA.
PENDERGAST
No.
(a moment)
I came to talk about Dr. John
Whittlesley.
Margo turns to put down her coffee. She takes a moment to compose
herself. When she turns back, her voice is quiet.
MARGO
Somehow, when all this happened... I
knew it would come back to John. Is
he really dead?
PENDERGAST
Maybe not.
MARGO
If he were alive he'd have contacted
me.
PENDERGAST
You have time to talk?
INT. MUSEUM HALLS - NIGHT
Pendergast and Margo walk together though various exhibits and halls.
They pass dioramas of ferocious wild animals that have been tamed and
stuffed behind glass.
PENDERGAST
Dr. Whittlesley was last seen in
Belem, Venezuela a week after the
rest of his expedition disappeared.
A taxi driver drove him to the
harbor where he boarded a cargo
boat. That boat washed up in my
district. Everyone on board was
killed.
MARGO
And John?
PENDERGAST
Disappeared. His body wasn't among
the victims.
MARGO
I don't understand.
PENDERGAST
The people killed were mauled and
their brains were eaten. Just like
Beauregard. One part of the brain
was extracted with surgical
precision. The hypothalamus and
thalamus to be exact.
Margo pales.
MARGO
John couldn't have anything to do
with a horrible thing like that. He
was a fine man despite his
problems --
PENDERGAST
You loved him.
MARGO
(a moment, taken aback)
Yes. Once. We met at Columbia. John
held the Cadwalader Chair in
Statistical Paleontology when I was
a grad student there.
PENDERGAST
You were going to be married.
MARGO
How did you know that?
PENDERGAST
I ran an internet search on Dr.
Whittlesley. Got a list of his
scholarly articles and the
engagement announcement in the
Times. I also found a record of your
restraining order.
MARGO
That was two years ago. John was
still in love with me.
(she looks down)
He wouldn't leave me alone.
PENDERGAST
You were afraid of him, weren't you?
MARGO
He was afraid of himself. He tried
suicide once. He was ill. Manic
depressive. He had wild emotional
highs and lows. Not a happy
affliction for a scientist. He'd
been revered in our community. By
the end he was a joke.
PENDERGAST
Tell me about the last expedition.
What was he looking for?
MARGO
A legendary monster called Mbwun.
PENDERGAST
A monster?
MARGO
Yes. He developed his own theory
that he called the Calisto Effect.
It held that evolution wasn't always
gradual or driven by natural
selection. The environment would
sometimes cause sudden and grotesque
changes which could result in a
"monster species". It made no sense.
But he felt he had evidence that
Mbwun was such a monster, living in
isolation on the tepui for thousands
of years.
PENDERGAST
What happened?
MARGO
No one knows. The Kothoga who live
on the tepui are cannibals.
Margo's voice catches again. Pendergast reaches for his handkerchief
but she shakes her head, determined to keep control.
MARGO
No. I'm all right. I won't let this
affect me anymore. John wouldn't get
help. His ego endangered the lives
of others. His theory came first.
PENDERGAST
What if Whittlesley arrived on the
tepui and no monster was there? Was
he desperate enough to create one?
MARGO
I don't understand.
PENDERGAST
Something came up in autopsy
tonight. Imbedded in Beauregard's
body we found a claw.
MARGO
My God. Then it was an animal.
PENDERGAST
I don't think so. I think we were
meant to think it was Mbwun. Did
Whittlesley's monster have claws?
MARGO
I don't know. He sent back a statue
that's supposed to be an exact
representation. But I've never seen
it. It's in the exhibit.
PENDERGAST
Would you mind showing it to me?
INT. SUPERSTITION EXHIBIT - NIGHT
This exhibit is unlike anything we've seen in the museum. Horrifying
artifacts under single spots appear to float in a velvet blackness.
Patterns of light and shadow play over skeletons and voodoo dolls.
There are tombs, a torture chamber, and endlessly curving, maze-like,
winding halls.
PENDERGAST
Where would we find it?
MARGO
I'm not sure. We should split up.
You take that hall and I'll take
this one.
PENDERGAST
All right. I'm as macho as you are.
Perhaps.
Without further discussion, Margo takes the right fork leaving
Pendergast behind.
ON MARGO...
As she finds herself alone. The silence is intense. She heads slowly
into another long, dark, tunnel passing a set of Maori tattooed heads.
The eyes are stuffed with fibers, the shriveled lips are drawn back
from rotting teeth. Margo passes without a look.
ON PENDERGAST
In another part of the exhibit, he nears a Mayan tomb. A skeleton in
the center wears a headdress and tribal robes. Gold rings encircle
bony fingers. Pendergast takes a moment to appreciate it, heads into
the next hall.
ON MARGO
getting farther from pendergast, and ever deeper into the gloom. The
walls around her are lined with symbols of witchcraft. There are
shaman dancers, masks covered in grasses and shells. From the New
Guinea coast there is Kokpah, God of a secret male society, and Zoe-
ba, an awesome mannequin in black costume with an angry pointed mask.
Finally the walls open up into another gallery. Beyond it is more of
the shadowy hall. Margo stops and for the first time she wavers. This
gallery is the most frightening yet. It features images of THE DEVIL
from different cultures around the world.
In the dim light, Margo is dwarfed by abhorrent statues of SATAN,
TORNARSUK (the Eskimo evil spirit), INCUBI from India, Tibet, New
Guinea etc. And there in the center of the gallery sitting on an altar
and lit by a spot, is a small figurine. Margo is instantly drawn to
it. As she gets close enough she sees the label in Gothic letters.
MBWUN
Savage God of the Kothoga, also
known as "HE WHO WALKS ON ALL
FOURS".
The statue is terrifyingly life-like. Margo stares at The Beast. Mbwun
is covered in scales and stiff hair, with glittering green eyes and
crude, reptilian features. The figure is hunched over in a threatening
crouch. It's long forearms trail to the ground ending in THREE LARGE
CLAWS!


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