We open on Eggsy and Roxy in a large warehouse, hugely
outnumbered, taking fire from nearly all sides. Out of ammo, out of options.
“Merlin, we need that backup now,”
Roxy commands.“En route,” Merlin replies through their glasses. “Hold
tight.““You said that ten minutes ago!” Eggsy snaps.
A group of baddies uses their superior numbers to lay down
covering fire and advance a little on our heroes. It’s not looking good for
them.That’s when the ceiling collapses. Bright sunlight streams
into the room. And a figure in a pinstriped suit rappels downward into frame.
Tossing a lighter grenade at the largest group of baddies. Taking out others
with single pistol shots. Landing lightly beside Eggsy and Roxy.“Late as usual,” Eggsy says in irritation.
“We coulda been killed.” He takes the line offered to him.“Sorry about that,” says a voice off-camera. A
rather familiar voice.Eggsy attaches the line to his belt. The camera follows, and
we watch him do this. “I swear to God,” he grumbles. “You’re
gonna be late for your own funeral.“Camera follows Eggsy as he looks back up again. And now we
see who he’s talking to.It’s Harry, of course. Looking just as dapper and perfect as
ever. “Isn’t that what they’re already saying about me?“And Eggsy just grins, unable to help it, eyes shining.
Because fuck, he lovesthis manhis job."As heartwarming as this is, can we go now
please?” Roxy says from behind them.And the three of them rise upward on their lines, out of
camera, to safety.