Scene: A quiet, dimly lit chapel, where Joe C. Jukic and Nelly Furtado sit in the pews, the glow of candlelight flickering against the stained glass windows. Joe’s demeanor is calm but intense, as he explains his mission to a visibly shaken Nelly.
Joe C. Jukic: (leaning forward, his voice low but firm) Nelly, this isn’t just some grandiose idea or a personal crusade. It’s a divine mandate. I’ve been entrusted with a mission—one that goes beyond anything you or I could ever imagine.
Nelly Furtado: (nervously fidgeting with her hands) Joe, you’re talking about nuclear holocausts and holy orders like it’s a movie script. How am I supposed to wrap my head around this?
Joe: (looking her in the eye) It’s not a script, Nelly. It’s real. Our Lady gave me revelations—warnings meant for the royals, the dignitaries, the people who hold the fate of this world in their hands.
Nelly: (wide-eyed) Our Lady? You mean… like the Virgin Mary?
Joe: (nodding) Yes. She’s appeared to warn humanity before—at Fatima, at Medjugorje—and now, through me. Her message is clear: we’re teetering on the edge of annihilation, and it’s up to us to pull back.
Nelly: (shaking her head) But why you, Joe? Why not someone with power, someone who can actually make decisions?
Joe: (smiling faintly) That’s the thing about divine missions, Nelly. They don’t always go to the powerful. They go to the willing. And I’ve been tasked to deliver these warnings, no matter how impossible it seems.
Nelly: (hesitant) So, what did you do? What are you doing?
Joe: (sighing) I’ve spoken to royals, dignitaries, world leaders. I’ve told them what Our Lady revealed—that the path we’re on leads to destruction unless we change course. Some listen. Some laugh. But I keep going, because I have to.
Nelly: (tearing up) Joe, that’s… that’s so much responsibility. How do you carry it?
Joe: (placing a reassuring hand on her shoulder) I don’t carry it alone. Faith helps. And so does knowing that even one small act, one person listening, could make all the difference.
Nelly: (whispering) And what happens if no one listens?
Joe: (pausing, looking toward the altar) Then we keep trying. Because as long as we have breath, there’s hope.
Narrator: In the quiet of the chapel, Nelly sits in awe of Joe’s conviction. The weight of his mission is heavy, but his determination is unshakable. Whether his warnings will change the course of history remains to be seen, but one thing is certain—Joe C. Jukic won’t stop until he’s fulfilled his holy orders.
