FADE IN:

1 EXT. PARKING STRUCTURE - NIGHT

tracking shot, BEHIND DRIVER.
DRIVER walks along a row of parked cars, earth tones
paintjobs, plain sedans and minivans. Hands in pocket. Head
low. Black hair in an undercut, sleek, not a hair out of
place. Leather jacket. Button-down Oxford shirt, buttoned to
the top, sleek. Black skinny jeans. Beat-to-shit Chuck
Taylors, white.
SOUNDS, the idle hum of lights, echoing of cars in the
street,chirping of alarms on other floors, punctuated by
muted footsteps.
still tracking, OVER THE SHOULDER, DRIVER as he pulls a hand
out of his jacket pocket, clutching a KEY FOB. Leather
gloved. ALARM CHIRPS, following the sound to SILVR HONDA
CIVIC.
pops open the door and slides in...
2 INT. HONDA CIVIC - NIGHT
...shuts door firmly. BEHIND the drivers seat. Muted
silence that turns to high-pitched whine of shellshock,
growing louder, louder...It hurts to listen to.
SUDDEN cut to black, actual silence. Hesitation, then SHORT
TITLE in white lettering.
3 INT. HONDA CIVIC - NIGHT
Back to DRIVER.
Low-angle shot, looking up at DRIVER from passenger seat. A
stony face dimly lit by the lights of the parking structure.
He reaches for the glovebox and pulls out an ENVELOPE and
loaded SMITH & WESSON and sets it down next to him, CLOSE to
lens.
He starts the car, powerful roar of ENGINE. A sporty model.
He lets the engine warm up, leaning back in his seat. Eyes
closed.
His eyes open, and he shifts into reverse. Same shot. He
glances back and backs out, shifts into drive and goes.
ENGINE NOTE fades out to a GIRLS VOICE over the phone. The
conversation plays out over the image of him exiting the
parking structure, in parts.
(CONTINUED)
CONTINUED: (2) 2.
DRIVER
Hey.
4 INT./ EXT. CAR/ STREETS - NIGHT
Destination unknown. Camera is glued to the hood, focus on
DRIVER driving, two hands on the wheel. Streetlights streak
by, illuminating his face in a familiar pattern. Eyes hard,
jaw clenched. His head cranes as he makes a right-hand turn.
Continued phone conversation.
GIRL
Hi. Will you be home soon?
5. EXT. ALLEY - NIGHT
HONDA, parked in alley. DRIVER walks toward us...abandoning
the car. Collar popped. As he walks briskly he peels off his
gloves. He rounds the corner fast and moves offscreen. The
shot lingers for a moment.
Phone conversation continues.
DRIVER
It shouldnt take long. An hour,
tops.
GIRL
(hesitation)
Okay.
6. EXT. BUS STOP - NIGHT
Conversation continues, over wide shot of DRIVER sitting at
BUS STOP. Alone. His head is hung over and his once
perfectly styled hair is ruined. Strands and locks of his
hair are out of place, hanging over his face. He combs his
hair back into place, futile.
GIRL
Miss you.
DRIVER
You too.