NYC night. Snow falling. Wet, glossy pavements. A light shines from within an electronics store - thieves are about!
Description: Trouble brewing; a cunning thief on the prowl.
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The thief inside the shop. He's masked, cloaked in black, bulging muscles, angry, loading radios into a large bag.
Sound: A crash.
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Close-up on thief - his head turned, face showing concern.
Thief - thought bubble: "What is that?....It's nothing.... Rats.... That's all"
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Description: Then...
A hanging lamp has been hit. It swings back and forth.
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Close-up on thief - he's scared. He has a gun, it's drawn, ready.
Thief: "Who's there? Come out."
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A finger hitting a light switch.
Sound of the Switch: Click
A back room flooded with light.
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A silhouette in the doorway. A short man with a beard, wearing a robe. He stands there, his hands steady at his side, calm and cool like a gunslinger.
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Thief: "Oh my G-"
Lightning has struck the thief - where could this lightning come from?.
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The man in the doorway approaches. We see his face - old, bearded, mean and dead eyes. God.
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God stands over the thief, who is still smoking from the lightning. He has a cigarette in his mouth, his hands cup around it with a lighter.
Thief: "Father..."
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God has taken the thief's gun and has it pointed at the guy's head. Cigarette in mouth, God looks awfully cool.
God: Remorseless "Smoking will kill you."
Sound: Bang!
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Monday, October 20, 2008
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