Doctor Strange; Malpractice Suit #2 - (Script)

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Co-written with King of Off-Topic InnerVenom123.

"THOUGH I WALK THROUGH THE VALLEY..." - Rated M

Page 1

1.1

Strange, in his costume from his first appearance, wanders through an empty dreamscape. A grey void.

STRANGE: Who’s taken me here?

STRANGE: I am the Sorcerer Supreme.

STRANGE: Speak to me.

STRANGE: Do you need help? I’m a doc--

1.2

Strange stops in front of a black tombstone in his path. There’s scribbling on the grave.

STRANGE: I can’t read this.

STRANGE: I can read everything.

STRANGE: WHY CAN’T I READ THIS?!

1.3

The tombstone sinks into the ground and the ground underneath Strange starts to crack like glass, glowing bright fiery red.

DORMAMMU: BECAUSE YOU ARE NOTHING!

DORMAMMU: NOT EVEN HALF THE MAN YOU THINK YOU ARE!

STRANGE: NO!

1.4

Fiery hands stretch from multiple arms, dragging Strange through a grey tunnel with a fiery end.

DORMAMMU: WELCOME BACK, STRANGE!

DORMAMMU: WELCOME BACK TO THE DARK DIMENSION!

Page 2

2.1

Strange, on his knees, on a giant fiery tongue, overlooking an open maw that leads into a hellish landscape with no light; only red outlines.

STRANGE: IT’S GONE!

2.2

Strange holds his hands over his face.

DORMAMMU: IT’S ALL GONE!

2.3

Strange looks up. The fiery landscape is collapsing around him like puzzle pieces, revealing more grey behind it.

STRANGE: I destroyed it.

STRANGE: I destroyed you.

STRANGE: The entire dimension and you with it.

2.4

The puzzle pieces fall together in front of Strange, taking a human shape: Wong.

WONG: And all I did was die.

Page 3

3.1

Strange is now in a hospital hallway, raving and shaking with his eyes shut.

STRANGE: ENOUGH OF THIS!

STRANGE: I AM THE SORCERER SUPREME!

STRANGE: I DON’T HAVE TO SEE ANYTHING I DON’T WANT TO!

3.2

Strange bumps into Stephen, Strange’s past self, the selfish surgeon.

STEPHEN: Go back to your f*cking commune you hipster parasite.

3.3

Stephen walks past Strange.

STRANGE: Wait!

3.4

Stephen looks back.

STRANGE: Are you the one that guided me here?

STEPHEN: What in God’s name are you talking about?

STRANGE: I want to leave. Take me out!

STRANGE: I don’t want to see these things!

3.5

Stephen.

STEPHEN: Fine.

STEPHEN: Follow me.

Page 4

4.1

Strange follows Stephen through the hallways. All the patients are Strange in different clothes.

STRANGE: I’ve experienced this sort of dream before.

STEPHEN: I’m sure.

4.2

An old woman Strange waves at Strange.

STRANGE: No, really, I--

4.3

Stephen grabs Strange by the collar.

STEPHEN: THERE’S THE DOOR!

4.4

Stephen literally throws Strange out of the exit of the hospital.

4.5

Strange looks at the exit doors from the dirty puddle he’s lying in. The EXIT sign is larger than usual and glowing brighter.

STEPHEN: OP: The security in this f*cking hospital, Jesus Christ...

STRANGE: ah... my arm...

STEPHEN: OP: Yeah, too bad medicare doesn’t barter dream catchers, huh Cheech?

Page 5

5.1

The hospital fades away, leaving Stephen standing there across from Strange. The EXIT sign still floats over Stephen.

STRANGE: I... I am the Sorcerer Supreme.

STRANGE: I want to go home.

STEPHEN: That title of yours sounds important to you.

5.2

SORCERER SUPREME floats above Strange in giant lettering, matching the EXIT sign.

STEPHEN: Know what it means to me?

STEPHEN: Nothing.

STEPHEN: Nothing but boredom, depression, and bad recreational drugs.

5.3

The SORCERER SUPREME title stops glowing. The red of the EXIT sign blankets the entire void.

STEPHEN: Space-Satan’s dead.

STEPHEN: You did your thing.

STEPHEN: Why go on?

5.4

The EXIT sign.

STRANGE: I …

Page 6

6.1

Strange wakes up in bed.

STRANGE: I don’t know.

6.2

Strange looks at his bed and realizes a sheet is missing.

6.3

Strange lies on his side, another sheet appearing around him.

6.4

Black panel save for the EXIT sign from the dream.

Page 7

7.1

Wong sits in a grey void, legs crossed. He’s still barefoot, but now has a nehru jacket and matching pants, clearly made of the cloth from Strange’s sheet. His right sleeve is pulled back.

CAPTION: WONG: Stephen Strange gave me life.

CAPTION: WONG: I am one part of every whole.

7.2

Wong rips a part of his right wrist out.

CAPTION: WONG: One piece of every puzzle.

7.3

In his hand, the part of him forms a mouth..

WONG: Tell me.

CAPTION: WONG: I am even one part Sorcerer Supreme.

7.4

Wong closes his eyes as he listens to the mouth

DEMONIC MOUTH: ssccccentraaaalllll-pprrrrrrkkkkkkk

CAPTION: WONG: But I am no part Wong.

Page 8

8.1

Morning. Strange sits up in bed.

CAPTION: STRANGE: 6:04 AM.

CAPTION: STRANGE: I still don’t know.

8.2

Strange stands up from the bed and his clothes begin to magically fade onto him, as if he was wearing them and they were invisible all along.

8.3

Strange eats bacon on an asteroid in a dark green spiraling void of cosmic terror, his voice mail machine floats next to him, along with an animal with the face and skin of a pig, but an elongated snake-like body curving into the distance. It’s missing a few bacon-shaped patches of skin.

VOICEMAIL: BEEP.

VOICEMAIL: Uh, hi, it’s Wiccan.

VOICEMAIL: I was wondering, it’s... y’know, kinda humid this week.

VOICEMAIL: Any chance you could help me out?

VOICEMAIL: Thanks. Later.

8.4

Strange solemnly looks at his plate.

THE NIGHTMARE PIG: Something wrong Steve?

STRANGE: It’s nothing.

THE NIGHTMARE PIG: Is it me? Am I not crispy enough?

STRANGE: You’re definitely crispy enough.

8.5

Strange sits up on the asteroid.

STRANGE: I’ve got to be off.

STRANGE: Yog-Soggoth’s thirty-thousandth bride has gone into labor again, I’ve been late for the past 35 years. The litter will devour Mercury if I’m a minute more.

THE NIGHTMARE PIG: HAH! Good luck with that, Steve!

STRANGE: Thank you.

Page 9

9.1

Strange stands at the base of a large cave, shouting toward the sky.

STRANGE: THAT’S IT, DARLING!

STRANGE: JUST ONE MORE PUSH!

9.2

A pair of enormous red eyes squint among a plain of human nightmares.

STRANGE: YOU CAN DO IT!

9.3

Strange jumps above a wave of bloody green water.

AOGH-TU-YEH: RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRYYYYYYYYYYYYYHHHHHHH

9.4

Strange floats over five million beautiful rainbow eggs.

STRANGE: They’re beautiful, Aogh-tu-yeh.

EGGS: NAMFOHSELFEHTRUOVEDNAMFOHSELFEHTRUOVED

STRANGE: And they cry like healthy spawn.

STRANGE: My work is done.

9.5

Strange floats toward a portal above the nightmare world’s surface.

STRANGE: I expect my payment in forty years!

STRANGE: Those souls had best be EVIL!

9.6

Strange floats through a doorway in space-time, another doorway rests at the end of the wormhole.

Page 10

10.1

Strange exits the doorway, which is the restroom of a small chinese restaurant. He’s dressed in what looks like a tailored suit now.

STRANGE: 6:04 PM.

STRANGE: Dammit.

10.2

Strange hands the owners of the restaurant some cash from his wallet as he walks toward the door.

CAPTION: STRANGE: I’m late.

10.3

Strange from the front as he exits onto a street in a bad neighborhood, sliding his wallet back into his pocket. A teenager in the background eyes him.

CAPTION: STRANGE: One last appointment for the day.

10.4

The teenager bumps into Strange as he walks by.

CAPTION: STRANGE: Then I can... decide what to do.

10.5

Small panel of Strange looking down, mildly annoyed.

CAPTION: STRANGE: I can--

STRANGE: Wait.

10.6

Same shot, but Strange looks up crying out in horror.

STRANGE: YOU INEPT BASTARD!

Page 11

11.1

The teenager opens the wallet and reaches into it.

11.2

Large panel of a mystical kingdom, with miles high walls built around some giant dollar bills and loose change. A gigantic hand descends from the sky.

Page 12

12.1

A small, purple child sized creature with a green biker mustache and monks robes stands atop a high tower, looking up at the sky.

TINY HIGH PRIEST: <I-imposter! YOU FOOLS! THAT IS NOT THE HAND OF GOD!>

12.2

The high priest rings a large bell, screaming out.

TINY HIGH PRIEST: <TO ARMS!>

TINY HIGH PRIEST: <TO ARMS, MY CHILDREN!>

TINY HIGH PRIEST: <THE DEVIL LOOMS SKYWARD!>

12.3

An endless phalanx of knights in green armor (who are also short) fire crossbows at the hand, bracing themselves in awe of it.

12.4

A group of soldiers swing off ropes from the nearby towers, brandishing their swords. The one in the foreground has an eyepatch and various scars.

TINY VETERAN: <TO HELL WITH YA, YE VAST BLACKHEARTED C*NT!>

Page 13

13.1

The teenager pulls his bleeding hand out of the wallet, and his pinkie is missing.

TEENAGER: SH*T!

13.2

Strange smacks him in the back of the head.

STRANGE: FOR GOD’S SAKE, BOY!

STRANGE: THERE ARE WOMEN AND CHILDREN IN THERE!

13.3

The teenager runs away from Strange holding his bleeding hand in his shirt.

13.4

Strange looks into the wallet.

STRANGE: Are you alri--

STRANGE: SMALL TEXT: <Oh my.>

13.5

The wallet-world has aged several hundred years, a large castle made out of a human pinkie bone. There are spaceships docked with the sides of it. Next to it is still the great wall containing Strange’s cash, but the rest is an advanced cyberpunk city.

CAPTION: 974 TINY YEARS LATER

SUB-CAPTION: SITE OF THE GREAT GOD USURPER WAR

STRANGE: Well.

STRANGE: At least this time they found the cure for polio.

Page 14

14.1

Strange stands across the street from a busy restaurant, a line going out the front door and into the street.

14.2

Strange’s date, Amber, sits at a window booth and looks outside.

14.3

A long, black limo arrives. Everyone in the line gawks at it, and the bouncer makes room.

14.4

Strange steps out of the limo, there is visibly no driver in the front seat.

STRANGE: I hate having to make an entrance.

14.5

Strange hands the bouncer three hundred dollars from his wallet.

BOUNCER: Welcome, mister--

STRANGE: DOCTOR.

BOUNCER: Welcome.

Page 15

15.1

Strange sits across from Amber.

AMBER: I thought you weren’t going to make it, Stephen!

STRANGE: Yes. What a pity that would be.

AMBER: Oh, lighten up.

15.2

Amber turns to call out to a nearby waiter.

AMBER: TWO VODKAS!

STRANGE: I hate these places. I’ve told you that.

AMBER: No you haven’t.

STRANGE: Oh. Right.

STRANGE: Well.

AMBER: What?

15.3

The waiter puts two vodkas on the table.

STRANGE: I’m going to be away on business for a while.

STRANGE: This isn’t going to work.

AMBER: What?!

STRANGE: Also, you should probably handle the tip.

15.4

Strange stands up to walk away.

STRANGE: My wallet’s been through enough as it is.

AMBER: GET BACK HERE!

15.5

Strange runs out the front, past the bouncer, Amber follows, shaking her shoe at him.

STRANGE: THIS IS REALLY FOR THE BEST!

15.6

Amber throws her shoe, but Strange is gone in a puff of smoke.

CAPTION: STRANGE: Sorcerer Supreme.

Page 16

16.1

Ted Gargan, a balding middle aged schlub, walking along Central Park minding his own business.

16.2

Ted looks at a faint glow underfoot.

TED: Holy...

16.3

A small crowd surrounds a burning bush in Central Park. Ted stands on the outside, talking to a reporter.

Page 17

17.1

Wong approaches the crowd.

CAPTION: WONG: So many working parts.

17.2

Wong runs at the crowd.

CAPTION: WONG: They could all be better utilized.

17.3

Ted talking to the reporter as Wong starts to attack the crowd behind them.

TED: And I was like, “Holy! It’s holy! Like a miracle--

17.4

Ted and the reporter continue to talk as Wong rips through the crowd like tissue paper.

CAMERAMAN: uh

CAMERAMAN: uh

TED: Something wrong with your cameraman?

REPORTER: Um. Nothing--

17.5

Wong walks up to them, covered in blood. The reporter turns to look at him.

WONG: Hello.

17.6

Wong punches the reporter through the face.

TED: HOLY--

Page 18

18.1

Wong wanders through the grey void, carrying the fire in one hand, and a corpse in the other, and one other corpse over his shoulder.

WONG: All of your pieces.

18.2

Wong stands among the corpses that he’s laid down at his feet, looking at the fire in his hand.

WONG: Scattered.

18.3

Wong tosses the fire onto the corpses.

WONG: I can fix you!

Page 19

19.1

Wong as the fire grows to envelop the corpses.

WONG: LIKE HE FIXED ME!

19.2

The fire erupts before Wong.

WONG: YOU ARE ALL PARTS!

WONG: USELESS INDIVIDUALLY!

19.3

The fire dies down. The corpses are gone. Wong is in awe.

WONG: But together...

Page 20

20.1 Splash Page

Wong stands in the grey void across from the mouth and lower jaw of Dormammu.

DORMAMMU: We can remake the machine.

NEXT TIME: THE INTERVENTION ONE

10 Comments
10 Comments
Posted by InnerVenom123

Beautiful.

Posted by DecoyElite

Excellent stuff!

The wallet bit felt kinda random, hopefully it pays off later.

The ending was seriously great! Can't wait for part 3!

Edited by ColonelRunAway

@decoyelite: The tiny universe has no interest rates.

Edited by TDK_1997

This is one of the best things that I have read lately and I just can't wait for part 3.

And also can you tell me who is making the covers.

Posted by InnerVenom123

@tdk_1997: Colonel makes the covers. And thanks!

Posted by TDK_1997

@innervenom123: No problem.When a story is good it is good and the people that have done it need to be saluted.

Edited by ColonelRunAway

@tdk_1997: Thanks man, I really appreciate it.

Edited by ColonelRunAway

Also, PART 3 IS UP EVERYONE!

Posted by lykopis

I shouldn't be laughing, should I? I mean, the wallet bit had me giggling something fierce.

Fantastic installment, really digging the whole atmosphere you've got going on and wow -- knowing you are responsible for the artwork is super cool. Very well done.

I am off to read Part Three. :)

Posted by ColonelRunAway

@lykopis: We were laughing through most of it.