INT. THE MADISON HOUSE - BEDROOM - DAY
In the blackness, a man, FRED, is sitting on a bed smoking a
cigarette. We see his back, but with each glow of the
cigarette ash, we see his face reflected in a mirror on the
wall across from him. In the darkness, there starts the sound
of a motor which draws curtains back across a large picture
window just off screen. As the curtain moves, hard-edged
light begins crawling across the room, and we see everything
clearly. Fred is wearing a robe and pajamas, it's early
CLOSE UP ON FRED'S FACE IN THE MIRROR - Blank expression -
face somewhat obscured or distorted by smoke from the
CLOSE UP ON FRED'S ACTUAL FACE - Unshaven, haggard look,
eyes seem empty, glazed over. Fred is 32 years old, with
THE DOORBELL RINGS. Fred looks up, startled by the noise.
He looks at the digital clock: 5:30 a.m.
FRED STANDS, goes to an INTERCOM on the wall next to the
mirror. He pushes a button.
A VOICE comes over the intercom.
VOICE OVER INTERCOM
Dick Laurent is dead.
Fred leaves the bedroom and goes through the house. He is on
the upstairs level. He looks through a narrow slot window,
but can't see the front door below. He goes further in the
house to a picture window that overlooks the street below.
There is NOBODY there.
EXT. THE MADISON HOUSE - DAY
We can see Fred standing at the picture window, looking out.
INT. THE MADISON HOUSE - LIVING ROOM - NIGHT
Fred is dressed to go out: Black sport coat and slacks,
buttoned up white shirt. He picks up a music case. A woman
comes into the room. This is Fred's wife, RENEE, 30 years
old, dark hair, dressed smartly, a drink in her hand.
You don't mind that I'm not coming
What are you going to do?
I thought I'd stay home and read.
Fred looks her over, she's sexy without trying.
Read?... Read what, Renee?
Renee sits down on a couch and sips her drink. Fred comes
over to her, kisses her on the neck, which makes her laugh.
It's nice to know I can still make
I like to laugh, Fred.
That's why I married you.
Wake me up when you get home.
Fred brushes her cheek with his fingers, allowing them to
linger for a moment on her face.