revelers in fancy dress: they
wear masks on their faces or hanging around their necks, as if returning from par-
ties. Now they are glancing up at the facade of the old house. The window above
the street is open and Old Salieri stands there calling to the sky: a sharp-featured,
white-haired Italian over seventy years old, wearing a stained dressing gown.
OLD SALIERI
Mozart! Mozart! I cannot bear
A school bus. TWO very buxom PROSTITUTES are being handcuffed by a plain clothes special agent, CHESTER DESMOND. Another AGENT has his gun to the spread eagled BUS DRIVERs head. The KIDS inside the bus are screaming. The phone inside Chester Desmonds car starts to ring. Desmond walks to the car.
INT. DESMONDS CAR - DAY
Desmond picks up the ringing phone.
DESMOND
Yes...
INTERCUT WITH:
COLE
COLE
Ch
specialties.
Whats more, the Navy has instituted
special sensitivity courses with an
eye on --
DEHAVEN
Whoa, whoa, whoa. "Land-based
maritime specialties." Gimme a
second here to de-euphemize that...
At the center of a dais, LILLIAN DEHAVEN leans back to
ponder the ceiling of the hearing room. Her plaque card
reads "CHAIRPERSON -- SENATE ARMS COMMITTEE." DeHaven is a
tough-hided old Southern bell
special
mixture of amaretto and brandy...
blended for just the exact
chemical interaction...
with the last
of our precious Thai stick.
Give me your dirty love
[ Continues ]
- [ Coughs ]
- Oh-whoa-whoa ! Waste not,
Master Hood. That was for the bag.
[ Continues Coughing ]
Oh.
Ive been thinkin, Francis.
You know, you are
one drug-addled elitist freak.
And when the revolution comes I do not
want to
might not have gelled as early as mine.
Religion was really more of a hobby for him at first.
Got it. Got it. Need it. Need it.
Got it. Got it. Need it. Got it.
Jake was just one of those special kids, you know.
He was smart, popular. Everything came easy to him. He just had that kind of aura about him.
You took one look at this kid and you knew he could do anything he wanted with his life.