Kalifornia Page #2

INT. ROOFLESS OLD WAREHOUSE

FLASH!! As another strobe light ignites. Tape recorder hand,

Brian continues...

BRIAN:

She lured them here with the promise

of sex.

(beat)

Imagine the anger and hatred she

must have felt returning to this

place. Did she use that to help her

pull the trigger?

Carrie snaps another shot. Flash!! The blinding flash

illuminates the night rain streaming in through the fractured

remains of the ceiling.

CARRIE:

Shhhhhhhhh.

Brian stops talking. Carrie scans the darkness. From the

quiet...

A Thunderous Roar!!

INT. 70'S CHEVY - NIGHT

A Blinding Flash!!

As... a semi-trailer crosses paths with the 70'S CHEVY.

Close on the girl. An intent expression on her face as she

watches and waits... for the cigarette lighter to eject. His

hand reaches deeper into her purse. The Driver tenses as he

sees this. Suddenly...

POP!! The lighter ejects.

The Driver reaches for the dash. The girl hurriedly lifts

something out from inside the bag. The Driver yanks the

lighter out... and whips a look to the girl.

INT. ROOFLESS OLD WAREHOUSE

Brian's flashlight sweeps across the shadowed remains of the

rafters and catwalks. Scanning... Listening... Brian and

Carrie glance tentatively at each other... Then slowly Carrie

lifts the portable strobe unit upward until it is pointing

into the rafters. Carrie fires a shot, triggering a brilliant

Flash!!

CUT TO:

Flash! Out of the inky black... The glistening wet rock

emerges, hurtling downwards... Tumbling end over end through

the night rain...

INT. 70'S CHEVY

The girl pulls a pack of cigarettes out of her purse. She

looks curiously to the driver whose hand is trembling

slightly.

PRETTY TEENAGE GIRL

What's the matter?

DRIVER:

(unconvincingly)

...nothing.

The girl reaches out, steadies his trembling hand... and

pulls the red hot coil to the cigarette between her lips.

When... in a THUNDEROUS CRASH!! The glistening wet rock comes

smashing through their windshield!!!!

EXT. FREEWAY - NIGHT

The CHEVY brakes... Skids across the rain-slicked pavement

and turns a somersault, landing upside down on its hood.

ANOTHER ANGLE:
CLOSER

The CAMERA DRIFTS ACROSS the fractured front end of the

overturned CHEVY. The twisted hunk of metal hisses...

steams... groans. The front tire spins lazily to a halt on

its mangled axle.

IN THE BACKGROUND - HIGH OVERHEAD

We see a man standing on a highway overpass. He's leaning on

the railing and calmly looking down at the wrecked car.

CLOSER:

EARLY GRAYCE, 25, athletic build, big watery eyes, jet black

hair, stands by the railing. Rain streaks down his

expressionless face. He dropped the rock.

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