GONE IN 60 SECONDS
by Scott Rosenberg
"I wonder," Toad said to himself presently, "I wonderif this sort of car starts easily?"Next moment, hardly knowing how it came about, hefound that he had hold of the handle and was turningit. As the familiar sound broke forth, the oldpassion seized on Toad and completely mastered him,body and soul ... He increased his pace, and as thecar devoured the street, he was only consciousthat he was Toad once more, Toad at his best andhighest. And he sped he knew not whither, fulfillinghis instincts, living his hour, reckless of whatmight come to him... "-- Kenneth Grahame, "THE WIND IN THE WILLOWS""All the redemption I can offer, girl, is beneath this dirtyhood... "-- Bruce Springsteen, "THUNDER ROAD"
FADE IN:EXT. LONG BEACH STREET - LOWER GRAND - NIGHT
The streets are empty. Low fog skims the sidewalks below a gray stewof a sky. It's slightly fuzzy, slightly surreal. The vast Port of LosAngeles is visible in the b.g... No cars parked here ... No carsexcept -
A '67 SHELBY MUSTANG GT-500
Silver with deep grill, its sculptured side panels ending in airscoops ... All cock and balls, it stands alone in the lonely coolbefore dawn ... An old-school totem to speed and style... And thenSOMEONE approaches...Through the mists of morning ... In leather coat and jack boots ...He's early 30s, with the vaguely whimsical confidence of a shimmer