Two almost-matching late model Mercedes pull up to a chain-
link gate with a small sign that says “STANDARD HEATING OIL:
WE SET THE STANDARD”. The DISPATCHER opens the gate.
They both pull into reserved parking spaces next to each
other. ABEL is dressed in a very tasteful custom made suit.
ABEL’s wife ANNA was driving the car behind him. She is a
beautiful, tall, blonde woman dressed to the nines but with a
streak in her eye that this is all business. You would not
want to cross this woman.
You look very nice.
ABEL walks around and opens his trunk. He takes out two large
He carries the briefcases as they both walk over to a large,
unmarked, armored van that is idling in the middle of the
parking lot. Two ARMED GUARDS get out of the van. One is
holding a clipboard. He walks up to ANNA and ABEL. He hands
them the clipboard. They look at each other one last time and
then both sign the document.
The other GUARD opens up the back of the truck. ABEL hands
him the briefcases and the guard begins to fill them with
cash. Lots of cash. ABEL and ANNA stand at the open back of
the van and just watch. Finally he finishes and hands the now-
heavy cases to ABEL.
ABEL picks up the two cases and walks a bit away from the
truck. He turns to ANNA.
Don’t do anything stupid.
We don’t have any more money so
what else could I do.
She gives a small smile. He looks at his watch. They kiss.
ABEL turns and begins walking with the cases. He gives a nod
to the DISPATCHER, who we now see, is in a small gatehouse,
and he begins to open the front gate.
EXT. STREET OUTSIDE THE FRONT GATE- SAME TIME
ABEL walks out through the gate and down the abandoned
industrial street about 25 yards, then looks to his right. He
looks down at the cases in his hands, turns, and stands
looking into the neighboring site.