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Something To Look Forward ToByHenry J. BaughBuffaloWilder@yahoo.com
 
Light in our eyes, out of the stark black - and, white wallsand floors. A porcelain sink - a small gob of blood and saliva drips into it. And, we’re in
-INT. BATHROOMObvious, in hindsight. A bleary-eyed face looks at us, inthe mirror, a small line of blood still dribbling down hischin. He blows, and something flies out of his mouth,clattering on the mirror, and into the sink. He grabs thetowel immediately next to the sink, wiping his face.Turns on the faucet, washing the mix of bodily fluids away,down the drain.This is JONATHAN.He stands up a little straighter, and gives himself a lookover. There’s a line of what kind of look like stitches thatruns over his left shoulder, and another near his stomach.He runs his hand over the set on his abdomen.Enough of this nonsense. He slides on the loose T-shirtlying next to the sink -JONATHAN(v.o.)I’m an optimist.INT. KITCHENInto a glass, tea pours. Ice cubes. Jonathan takes a gulp,and grimaces from the twinge of the nerves -JONATHAN(v.o.)This will heal up pretty soon.It’s night outside. He walks out of the kitchen, and flopsdown on the couch, turning on the television.ON THE TELEVISIONIt’s a news report - masses of people, in the downtownstreets. And, there’s a line of men in uniform, coming fromthe opposite side - never stopping, only slowing to firesomething in the air every so often, or into the crowd.There’s some narration, but it doesn’t matter. It fades inand out of focus. It soon seems to devolve into a weird sortof montage of images:(CONTINUED)
 
CONTINUED: 2.- fists, thrust in the air- several large white control-vans rolling by- batons thrust against skulls- one car takes off, like a bat of hell.
Faster and faster, and faster and faster, and -
CUT TOEXT. APARTMENT COMPLEX - DAYJonathan presses the ’release’ button, and pushes open thegate door - behind him, we can see, there’s a small cameramounted on the top of the gate’s left supporting pillar.And, directly opposite, another one on the right.He walks slowly, cautiously - head held low, decked out in ait’s-really-too-small blue hoodie.CUT TO
Jonathan pushes through a small wall of reeds and brush,into what seems to be a makeshift walkway, made of old crates and we’re in -
EXT. CONVENIENCE STORE - DAYAcross the parking lot, there’s another one of thoseconspicuous white vans - just sitting there, idly. We cansee, in the driver’s seat, there’s what looks like apoliceman, eyes hidden behind a pair of thick glasses.Jonathan hops up onto the sidewalk, and toward the door ofthe "In ’N Out -"INT. CONVENIENCE STORE - DAYHe makes his way to the counter, and leans in toward thecashier.JONATHANHow long has he been out there?CASHIERI don’t know. He was there when Igot here this morning.(CONTINUED)
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