ANGLE
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The tranquilizer dart finds its mark in the wolfs fleshy
shoulder. The wolf takes off running, but almost
immediately slows, sits, then lies down.
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Eric and Anne Marie hurry over to the wolf, who is breathing
deeply. Eric kneels next to him and strokes his thick fur.
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ERIC
What a beauty.
(to Anne Marie)
Hand me the transmitter.
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Anne Marie passes to Eric a tiny, weatherpro
ANGLE ON a heap of fire-blackened human bones. Beyond the mound is
a 3 vast tundra of skulls and shattered concrete. The rush hour
crowds burned down in their tracks.
4 WE DISSOLVE TO a playground... where intense heat has half-melted
the 4 jungle gym, the blast has warped the swing set, the
merry-go-round has sagged in the firestorm. Small skulls look
accusingly from the ash-drifts. WE HEAR the
ANGLE: MIKE, in the dining room, posing for a photo with
his ten-year-old son, TOMMY, proudly displaying his new
gold detectives SHIELD pinned to his jersey.
MIKE
(calling to his
wife, for a family
portrait)
Ellie! Cmon! Over here!
ANGLE: ELLIE, MIKES wife of fifteen years, a local
product, bright and lively, and clearly proud as hell of
her man. She frees herself from the crush of friends,
hurry
Riders on horseback cross the desert. From this distance they appear to be a company of Army Cavalry Soldiers.
CLOSER ANGLES ON THE RIDERS
Reveal only details of saddles, hooves and uniforms. The riders are silhouetted against the rising sun as they ride into an ancient CLIFF PUEBLO.
The OFFICER IN COMMAND raises his hand halting his troops.
OFFICER
Dis-mount!
RIDERS climb down from their mounts.
angle... tumbles off his shoulders... His headless
body hits the dirt.
EXT. CITY STREETS -- NIGHT
Empty cobblestone streets. Crooked buildings. A RAPIDLY
CLANGING BELL breaks the silence from afar.
INSERT TITLE: New York City
TWO CONSTABLES clamor round a corner, lanterns held high,
listening. They rush into an alleyway.
ELSEWHERE, piers border the Hudson River. The BELL is
LOUDER. The two consta