The wind howls and snow flies through the air, as the city is in the grips of a brutal blizzard. MARK, 22, disheveled, haggard, and bundled up, struggles under the hood of his car, which sits immobile on the shoulder of this road near the edge of town. He gets up, bangs his head, and then stumbles out from under the hood, which slams down. He pulls out his cellphone and dials a number, but it doesn't work.
As he wanders too close to the road, a passing transport truck HONKS and drenches him with splashed road muck.
MARK
He tries to wipe himself off, but is completely soaked. A car approaches, and he flags it down. The car pulls over and the driver, DIANE, rolls down her window.
Dammit!
He tries to wipe himself off, but is completely soaked. A car approaches, and he flags it down. The car pulls over and the driver, DIANE, rolls down her window.
DIANE
He rushes to his car, pulls out boxes marked "PROPS MASTER", and hauls them over. Halfway there, one of them pops open, and dozens of guns spill out.
She speeds off, leaving a furious Mark in her wake. He is frozen for a few seconds, then, seeing another approaching car, he grabs a gun, runs into its path, and flags it down. He runs up to the driver's side, pointing the gun at the terrified driver, BEN.
That your car? Need a boost?
MARK
(frantic)
(frantic)
Yes, no, uh... It's my car, yes, but I
think I'm out of gas. I need to get to
the set-- I'm on a movie shoot, see?
Could I get a lift to a bus station?
think I'm out of gas. I need to get to
the set-- I'm on a movie shoot, see?
Could I get a lift to a bus station?
DIANE
I suppose... What about your car?
MARK
I can always get it later. Please, I need
to go, this is my career on the line.
to go, this is my career on the line.
DIANE
All right, hop in.
MARK
Okay, just let me...
He rushes to his car, pulls out boxes marked "PROPS MASTER", and hauls them over. Halfway there, one of them pops open, and dozens of guns spill out.
MARK
Shit!
DIANE
Oh my God!
She speeds off, leaving a furious Mark in her wake. He is frozen for a few seconds, then, seeing another approaching car, he grabs a gun, runs into its path, and flags it down. He runs up to the driver's side, pointing the gun at the terrified driver, BEN.
MARK
Out of the car, motherfucker!
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