2.The Wildcat slowly approaches the Fisherman and smellsof him all over. He watches, concerned.She grabs his shoe and tries to remove it, he strugglesto keep it on.She goes through his fishing bag and empties it. Shefinds some rubber fishing worms and eats them.She takes off his jacket and throws it to the ground andbeats it with a stick ferociously, growling.The Fisherman watches her, puzzled.FISHERMAN
My name is Ernest Jones. What’s yours?
She pauses, looks at him, thinking... not seeming toosure.FISHERMANWhere do you live?She studies him, tilting her head, puzzled.FISHERMANWhere is your home?She slowly looks to the sky and points in thatdirection. He glances up.FISHERMANThe sky?
She doesn’t respond. He looks back out at his floa
t,chuckling.FISHERMANOr maybe outer space. Yeah, I betyour from outer space.The Wildcat sees something in the distance and suddenlyleaps away, hiding in the bushes. The Fisherman watchesher depart and then sees someone approaching --
aMAN.The Man nods at the Fisherman.MAN
Excuse me, sir, I don’t mean to
alarmyou, but a wildcat escaped our traveling
circus just down the road. You haven’t
seen anything, have you?FISHERMANA wildcat, you say?