INT PAPAL OFFICE NIGHT

Vittoria, escorted by the two Swiss Guardsmen from the grottoes,

returns to the papal office.

She goes to the desk where she was sitting earlier, to resume her

examination of the journals.

But the desk is bare.

VITTORIA

The journals. Where are they?

The Guardsmen look at her blankly.

VITTORIA (cont'd)

Who took the journals from this desk?!

INT APOSTOLIC PALACE - GREAT STAIRCASE NIGHT

The Camerlengo, in deep meditation, slowly descends the stairs

that lead to the Sistine Chapel.

At the bottom, Four Swiss Guard (in traditional garb) guard the

locked doors.

The Camerlengo reaches them. Hesitates. Looks heavenward for

one last word of encouragement, and then --

CAMERLENGO

Unseal the doors.

INT SISTINE CHAPEL NIGHT

There is an audible GASP from the assembled cardinals as the heavy

locks CLUNK open, the chains RATTLE away, and the main doors of

the Sistine Chapel sweep open.

The Camerlengo walks in, a stark presence in his black cassock

amid the sea of red robes. Cardinal Mortati steps from behind the

altar to meet him.

MORTATI

Signore, do you realize that for the

first time in Vatican history, a

Camerlengo has just crossed the sacred

threshold of conclave after sealing

the doors?

CUT TO:

CAMERLENGO

There has been a development.

76.

EXT ROME - STREET NIGHT

Olivetti's Alfa Romeo races through the streets of Rome, trailed

by three other cars.

INT SISTINE CHAPEL NIGHT

The Camerlengo has just passed on the shocking news, and the

whispered word "murder" can be heard in several languages.

Even Mortati is shaken. The Camerlengo speaks to the Cardinals.

CAMERLENGO

Please... a moment... if I...

He strides quickly up the steps of the altar to address the group

-- again, to the shock and surprise of this most conservative and

rule-bound group.

But no one stops him.

CAMERLENGO (cont'd)

It is true we are under attack from an

old enemy. And this time they've

struck from within, murdering our Holy

Father and threatening us all with

destruction at the hands of their new

god, science. So what are we to do?

INT OLIVETTI'S CAR NIGHT

CLOSE ON the dashboard clock in Olivetti's car, which now reads

8:57. Langdon looks up from it, staring intently through the

windshield.

On the horizon, he sees a faint orange glow.

LANGDON

Oh no.

INT SISTINE CHAPEL NIGHT

The Camerlengo continues, and the cardinals are listening.

CAMERLENGO

Since the days of Galileo, the church

has tried to slow the relentless march

of science, sometimes with misguided

means, but always with benevolent

intention. Still, they call us

backward, ignorant.

77.

CAMERLENGO (cont'd)

But who is more ignorant? The man

who cannot define lightning, or the

man who does not respect its awesome

power?

INT OLIVETTI'S CAR NIGHT

Through the windshield of Olivetti's car, we see that orange glow,

closer now. It's a building on fire.

INT SISTINE CHAPEL NIGHT

The Camerlengo continues, growing passionate.

CAMERLENGO

The promises of science have not been

kept. We're a fractured and frantic

species, moving down of destruction in

the name of progress.

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