
EPISODE TEN: ???
EXT. CITY STREET - DAWN
EDWARD: (struggling) Well, here I am... the great Edward Henry Nygma, dying after being hit by a double-decker bus. (tries to laugh) Constantine was right: this was a bad idea. Ugh... In my final breaths, I can still hear his barely passable Scottish accent grating my ears, chiding me.
CONSTANTINE: Edward... Edward...
EXT. CITY STREET - NIGHT
CONSTANTINE: Edward!
EDWARD: Hmm?
Edward is back with everyone. The party hasnβt started yet.
CONSTANTINE: I said, youβre not goinβ in there, are ye? Thatβs the House of Mystery.
EDWARD: Is it? I thought the... (uncertain) invitation was lying.
CONSTANTINE: Donβt go in there, Edward Nygma. It is an evil place, ill winds blow on anyone who dares set foot within.
EDWARD: β¦(echoing) dares set foot within.
CONSTANTINE: This is my last warning - you will find only death within.
EDWARD: Hmm... I really want to tell you off, but somethingβs telling me you might have a point. Hey guys? Guys? Do any of you have your heart set on this thing?
JON: Eh?
WAYLON: Whyβd ya ask?
JOKER: Who wants to know?
EDWARD: I just... I think Iβd rather just go somewhere else and get plastered. How about drinks on me at the Iceberg Lounge?
OSWALD: My dear boy, if weβre going to the Iceberg Lounge, youβll need some REAL coin. Drinks are on ME tonight!
General approval.
INT. INTERVIEW PARLOUR.
EDWARD: I canβt help but feel I just avoided a... horrible thing.
INT. INTERVIEW PARLOUR.
CAIN: Fuck John Constantine.
ABEL: Right in his thistled arsehole.