A Screenplay by
               Sean Ryan
               

	       Angels and Devils

	       Random Scene 1
                
               Copyright 2005
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               Screenwriter's Guild
               All Rights Reserved

	       A LONE MAN sits at a bar staring ahead at nothing and no
               one. We see him face on, centre frame. 

               In his early thirties. His hair is jet black and slicked
               back with hair cream. This looks like any bar except for
               the dead silence and the splatters on blood on his face. 

               The man takes a sip of the long neck bottle on the bar.
               Beside the bottle is a bloodied pipe about a foot and a
               half long. 

               He continues to stare straight ahead. No emotions on his
               face.

                                   SAM (V.O.)
                         I guess you are wondering how I
                         got here? For that I will have to
                         start at the beginning, or at
                         least a couple of months back. I
                         will have to be fast, as they
                         will be coming for me soon.

               Sirens in the distance. With low whispers behind the man
               sitting at the bar. 

               Insert:

               -Ellie running in the backyard, happy, alive. 

               -Ellie running to her daddy`s arms. He is swung around.

               -Ellie getting in the car, that faithful day. The look of
               happiness and excitement, so clear on her face. 

               -Ellie smiling at Sam while sitting in the passenger's
               seat.

                                   SAM (CONT'D)
                         Jesus, it had been such a
                         beautiful day. I had taken Ellie
                         to the park, like we had done a
                         thousand times before. I remember
                         how excited she got. She had
                         picked out her own clothes. The
                         ones I had bought her for her
                         sixth birthday. I can remember
                         thinking how fast she was growing
                         up and how I wished it would slow
                         down a little, so I could
                         appreciate the changes a little
                         more. 

               Various flash backs of early that day. ELLIE playing in the
               garden and getting into the car to leave. The happiness and
               excitement so obvious on her face.

               She glows in her white clothes, Sam's memories of her are
               almost angelic like.



               EXT. PARK - DAY (SAM'S POV)

               The park is a hive of activity. People having lunch,
               walking hand in hand, playing. All going about their own
               lives.

                                   SAM (V.O.) (CONT'D)
                         I had just turned away for a
                         minute, maybe less I guess. I'm
                         not sure. Why I dropped my guard.
                         I had always been so careful. So
                         aware of everyone around me.
                         Judging situations and
                         characters. But I was hungry.
                         Thinking of myself.

               Sam is standing in front of a hot dog stand. The vendor is
               covering an oversized hot dog with various toppings. The
               dog barely visible underneath the unhealthy collection.

                                   SAM (V.O.) (CONT'D)
                         Ellie had been talking about the
                         carousel she had seen in the
                         centre of the park. I should have
                         taken her ...

               Sam turns to find Ellie and cannot see her. He turns left,
               then right. Spinning around wildly, looking for her face. 

               The crowd seems thicker then possible. More people than
               when he had seen previously. More people then was actually
               there. All that matters was one, Ellie.

               He starts to look further, beyond his immediate
               surroundings. The people having a picnic. The group of kids
               playing by the swings. 

               Insert:

               -The hotdog falls to the ground in slow motion and is
               trampled below Sam's rapid steps.

               He quickly makes his way to carousel. Children are
               queueing. Children are riding the carousel. Sam tries
               frantically to identify the children on the ride. The rapid
               movement of the ride makes it hard to see the faces of the
               children. They all look lie Ellie. None of them look like
               Ellie. 

               Ellie is nowhere to be seen.

               Rapid shots of peoples faces and different sections of the
               park.

                                   SAM (CONT'D)
                             (starting to PANIC)
                         Ellie!

               Sam starts to move quicker through the busy crowd, almost
               pushing people out of his way. Looking for his daughter. 

               But she is nowhere to be found. He runs to a SECURITY
               GUARD. An overweight, middle aged man. Stuffing his face
               with an oversized donut.

                                   SAM
                         Please help me. I can't find my
                         daughter.