2.Across from him, lying in state is an elderly lady.With the sound of footsteps approaching, Don rushes overto the women, opens her mouth, and inserts the still litjoint.ERIC SMEE (54) appears in the doorway.Don closes the woman's open mouth with his thumb, but themuscles form a cracked smile.Eric looks over at the body.ERIC SMEEYou've done a man's job on her.You'd never tell it'd fallen off.DONThanks, Eric. She was a struggleI'll admit.Eric rifles through some paperwork on a table next to theempty coffin.Don shoots a look across at the body.A small trail of smoke is seeping out of the corner of thecorpse's mouth, presumably from the still smoking joint.He freezes with fear.ERIC SMEEBe suited and booted for a tenstart tomorrow, remember?Eric finds the piece of paper he's been searching for andexits.Don looks down at the corpse's darkly grinning face.DONWhat are you laughing at? I can'ttake much more of this.EXT. A HACKNEY CEMETERY, BACKING ON TO A PARK. DAY.Title: Hackney, London, near the border with Islington. 2007.DON DANTE jogs through the graveyard listening to his ipod,mindful not to step on any graves.He takes a long swig from his water bottle, momentarilytaking his eyes off the ground and causing him to run overa newly dug grave.The ridged imprint of his trainer is left on the earthwith a few crushed flowers for good measure.