Heavily inspired by the Ellis/Shalvey run.
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Moon Knight - In his white suit, jacket off resting over his knee, sleeves rolled up, white gloves speckled with red blood droplets. We are in the back of MK’s black car. It’s predawn but the early morning light can’t puncture the blackout windows.
Cut to EXT: MK’s black car driving towards the end of a pier. Tyres rumble across the wooden slats.
The car comes to a dead stop a few feet from the pier’s edge. The sun breaks the horizon with a thin shock of orange.
Small panel. Close in on MK’s leg as he steps out of the car.
Small panel. Close in on MK’s hand as he reaches to unlock the boot of the car.
Page wide panel. Looking into the trunk of MK’s car over his shoulder. WARD the priest from earlier is bound and gagged. One eye swollen and bruised. Tears run down his cheeks. We can barely see his clergy outfit underneath the thick chains wrapped around him. Thirteen different padlocks are locked at varying sections of the chain.
MOON KNIGHT: Shhh. Shhh. The night is over. As is your time to talk.