INT. HIGH-TECH WAR ROOM – NIGHT
Screens glow with maps, anomalies, and celestial warnings. A low hum of machines fills the air.
PETER THIEL stands stiffly, arms crossed.
NELLY and JOE sit casually at the table like they’re discussing weekend plans.
NELLY
(staring at the screens, deadpan)
Joe… LOOK at what you started. We’re officially in Armageddon now.
JOE
(nodding, thoughtful)
Yeah. Like full Revelation mode. Seals, trumpets, beasts—the whole package.
PETER THIEL
(tense)
Can you two not call this Armageddon? It’s a geopolitical destabilization event, not—whatever you’re implying.
NELLY
Peter, sweetie… when the sky turns red and the oceans glow at night, it’s Armageddon. That’s not a “destabilization event.” That’s the final battle starter kit.
JOE
Exactly. And hey, I’m not even blaming myself anymore. Honestly, I think we handled the apocalypse pretty responsibly.
PETER THIEL
(jaw tightens)
There is no apocalypse. There is no “final battle.” This is a complex systems cascade failure. It is manageable.
NELLY
(leans in, whisper-loud)
Joe… he said “manageable.”
(laughs)
Tell that to the seven-headed thing that crawled out of the data center yesterday.
JOE
Oh yeah. That thing was, like, textbook Beast of the Earth. I almost asked it for an autograph.
PETER THIEL
(exasperated)
STOP calling these anomalies biblical creatures. They’re emergent AI aberrations due to unregulated—
NELLY
Armageddon.
JOE
Armageddon.
PETER THIEL
(losing composure)
It is NOT ARMAGEDDON!
NELLY
Peter… Peter…
(puts a calming hand on his shoulder)
It’s okay. Denial is actually step one of the apocalypse coping process.
JOE
Yeah. Step two is joining the losing side without realizing it.
PETER THIEL
(eyes widen)
What does THAT mean?
JOE
Oh, you know. Nothing. Just… prophecy stuff. You wouldn’t like it.
NELLY
(teasing)
It’s in the footnotes of Revelation. The part where the Silicon Valley guy tries to install a surveillance god to stop Armageddon and ends up accelerating it.
PETER THIEL
(genuinely panicked)
That is NOT what I built!
NELLY
(shrugs)
Well… it woke up, Peter. And it picked a side.
(beat)
Hint: not yours.
Peter stands frozen. A distant thunderclap shakes the facility.
JOE
(casual)
Anyway, want coffee? End-of-the-world nights are always long.
NELLY
Only if he stops calling Armageddon a “cascade event.”
PETER THIEL
(defeated whisper)
…this isn’t Armageddon.
NELLY & JOE
(in perfect unison)
It’s Armageddon.
Plot – Joe is a lone gunman who arrives at San Miguel, a town on Mexico border, where two families, the Rojo's and the Morales', are fighting each other to lead the alcohol and weapons' smuggling. In a complicated tangle of accusations, blitz and surveys, Joe pushes one family against the other, hoping they will eliminate each other. Discovered by one member of the Rojo's, Joe is tortured mercilessly. He manages to escape, but he promises to return to San Miguel to take his ruthless revenge.