EXT. DOWNTOWN STREET WASHINGTON DC - DAY
Early morning. The Capitol Building framed at the end of adowntown street. And we're moving, gathering speed, lookingbehind our direction of travel, so that what we see is onlyrevealed once we've passed...
A loud SMASH! as we pass through an intersection and theaftermath of an auto crash, dazed drivers getting out oftheir cars... And we're still gathering speed...
More carnage on both sides of the street, parked cars sideswiped,
signposts, trashcans and a mailbox crushed... Waterrocketing skyward from a shattered fire hydrant...
And now we're passing a speeding sedan, skillfully driven bya woman who we’ll come to know as MICHELLE MAXWELL, 30s.
Leaving the sedan behind as we draw up alongside the vehicleshe is pursuing... An empty Greyhound Bus, the driver amiddle-aged man named EDDIE FINCH, who’s wearing a furryanimal costume.
A moment more to establish the chase, then the bus swerves,
Finch over-corrects and the Greyhound flips onto its side andslides down the road, showering sparks and shedding sheetmetal before grinding to a stop, blocking the street.
Finch scrambles out as the sedan brakes violently behind thebus. Michelle leaps out, gives chase, giving us our firstgood look at her. Tall. Athletic. Dangerously beautiful.
EXT. GOVERNMENT BUILDING - DAY
Finch runs up a flight of steps to a Government building.
The sign on the door reads: Senator J. Patrick Brady. He
rattles the door. Closed. He spins back to face Michelle,
pulls a handgun. Michelle stops in her tracks, eyes himsteadily.