dusty highway, a pair of VULTURES dine on a dead coyote.
One of them snags an intestine and tugs a few feet of it out of
the carcass.
In the distance, where a long, dusty road meets the horizon, a
small shape appears -- a Sixty-four-and-a-half Mustang
convertible, its top down. Its candy-apple red burns like a
brilliant fireball under the sun. As the car drifts closer, we
see steam escaping from
dust mites.
I have to tell you something...
very important about Dick.
Listen, sweetie. I just sent you some clippings from magazines.
You know, different hairstyles.
Some of them would look just darling on you.
Oh, and some, you know, diets too.
Tell her about the dust mites.
Sweetie, have you heard from Peter recently?
No, Mother, I havent heard from Peter...
because he married my former
dust and vegetation
2-A INT. COMMAND POST - DAY (MAGIC HOUR) 2-A *
Where a MAN wearing a military UNIFORM watches through
the large open windows the helicopter as it continues
to approach. Before the skids have even touched down he
SEES the first of the MEN, dressed in CIVILIAN CLOTHES
but carrying full COMBAT GEAR, alight gracefully from
the chopper, double-timing in close order to one side,
the
smart, 2nd
Lieutenants uniform, studies himself in the full-length
mirror.
NARRATOR
At the age of 16, he graduated a
sub-lieutenant from the Royal
Military School in Paris, and was
posted to the crack regiment de la
Fere, at Valence.
EXT. FIRING RANGE - DAY
Artillery firing range. A hot summer morning. Napoleon
is part of a group of young officers loading and firing a
cannon.
NARRATOR
The practic
dusting, talking.
We continue to PAN. We can now see it is the same room on the
tape. ON the bed lies the naked body of ANDREW MARSH, a sheet
covering his lower torso. His face is ashen, mouth open, his
dull eyes looking out in a fixed stare. The last instant of
his life is etched upon a face frozen in pain.
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EXT. RESIDENTIAL STREET - NIGHT
LIGHTNING fills the night sky. THUNDER BOOMS overhead.
Dusting your chair?
- No, I dont think so.
From now on, Arthur,
I dont think I be so nice to you.
"Star light, star bright
"First star I see tonight
"I wish I may, I wish I might"
I forget the rest.
But please help me tomorrow night.
Im gonna show you
how I used to sneak out when I was a kid.
I was really hot to see my girlfriend,
Francie, but Ma didnt like her.
Why not?
Cause Francie was married
Smart-ass.
New Orleans is a siren of a city.
A place of fables and illusion.
A place Lorraine had to escape from...
and Bobby and I had to escape to.
Away from Alabama...
away from lives
that no longer belonged to us.
I thought she was getting better
that last time, I really did.
When was that?
- A few years ago, at least.
- Itll be six years, October.
Was it that long since we seen her?
Since yo
smart mouth, lady.
STARLING
Officer, if you wouldnt mind, Id
appreciate it if you took a step or two
back, youre in my light.
Bolton takes his time, but eventually backs away a step.
STARLING
Thank you. All right.
(re: the street plan)
The fish market backs on the water.
Across the street, ground floor, is the
meth lab --
EXT. FISH MARKET AND STREETS - DAY
The Macarena blares from a boom box. Sna
dust.
My client is being forced to
breathe known carcinogens daily!
Other residents are coming forth
on a daily basis to add their
voices of outrage!
ANDREW
Your Honor, I submit there were
no complaints until Counselor
began knocking on doors,
drumming up business. And the
dust, which Counselor refers to,
has appeared on only three
occasions. Each time it has
been examined and the results...
Behi
dust and vegetation
2-A INT. COMMAND POST - DAY (MAGIC HOUR) 2-A *
Where a MAN wearing a military UNIFORM watches through
the large open windows the helicopter as it continues
to approach. Before the skids have even touched down he
SEES the first of the MEN, dressed in CIVILIAN CLOTHES
but carrying full COMBAT GEAR, alight gracefully from
the chopper, double-timing in close order to one side,
the