INT. DARK ROOM - NIGHT
Pitch dark. We hear two men speaking FRENCH in hushed voices.
All dialogue is in French until otherwise noted.
Turn on the flashlight.
I'm trying. It doesn't work.
It has to work. You just bought it this
Do they come with batteries?
You didn't buy batteries?
I thought they came with batteries.
I can't believe you didn't check.
I bought everything you put on the list.
Gloves. Pen knives. Flashlight.
Batteries were not on the list.
Why should I have to put it on the list?
It's like saying to buy a car with tires.
EXT. HOUSE -- NIGHT
A wealthy neighborhood of Paris off the Champs Elysees. Large
homes line the secluded street. We see the silhouette of a man in
a Peugeot. We MOVE IN closer to see RAYMOND GAYET, 30's, waits
INT. DARK ROOM -- NIGHT
Dark. DANIEL FORAY lights his Zippo lighter. He is late 30's,
tall, handsome with eyes that seem to twinkle in the glow of the
flame. Beside him is JULIEN LABESSE, 30's, hyper. Daniel places
the LIGHTER on a small table and moves over to a PAINTING on the
wall. Daniel stops at one, removes a pen knife and starts to cut
the canvas from the frame.
Daniel rolls up the canvas.
Julien starts to pick up the ZIPPO.
Be careful it's...
Too Late! Julien has already picked it up. It burns his hand ans
he flicks it away. It flies through the air and lands in the corner
of the room. The CURTAINS catch on fire.
Julien panics! He grabs the canvas out of Daniel's hand and begins
beating the flames with it. Daniel looks at him with disbelief.
Julien flails his arms wildly as he beats back the flames. He
turns to Daniel pleased that his efforts have extinguished the
fire, but unaware that the canvas has now caught on fire. A beat.
Julien sees the flames and puts them out. Daniel just stares at
him. He opens the canvas. The painting is ruined.
EXT. STREET -- NIGHT
A Mercedes parks in front of the Peugeot, boxing it in between it
and a car behind it. The DRIVER gets out and walks away.
INT. HOUSE FOYER -- NIGHT
Daniel and Julien move through the darkness.
Light your lighter. I can't see
anything... and try not to burn down
Julien remove a lighter and presses it. The entire room fills
with light. Julien stares at the flame amazed.
OLD MAN'S VOICE
They turn to see an old man standing at the top of the stairs in
his bathrobe. He is frail, his face pasty white. He is holding a
very long, double-barrel shotgun.
Julien looks to Daniel with a 'what now' expression. The old man
slowly moves down the stairs. He loses his balance and falls down
the stairs, tumbling head over heals until he reaches the bottom.
Daniel and Julien stare at the old man who is sprawled out on the