- FADE IN:
- EXT. HIGHWAY TUNNEL - DAY
- KERI-LEE between the lanes of traffic, walking right on the yellow dividing lines of traffic.
- She is dressed in a chic pink dress and holds a massive semi-automatic rifle in one hand.
- Cars honk as they pass her, her dress fluttering in their wake.
- She pays them no mind and strides towards her goal; she is a lean, mean, pink machine.
- Keri-Lee gets to the center of the tunnel and turns around.
- She raises the weapon to her cheek and begins firing at a monstrous blue Hummer barreling towards her.
- Bullets tear into its tires and the vehicle skids to a stop.
- Cars slam into it and dodge it on both sides.
- They begin to slow as they are blocked in.
- Guards in dark suits pile out and she engages them, ducking behind cars and racing closer to them.
- One by one they fall, until none are left.
- She walks to the window where ONE LAST MAN sits, awaiting his fate.
- She leans up against the window and whispers menacingly.
- KERI-LEE
- You go back and tell them not to ever mess with me again-you leave my people alone. This is my turf.
- The man gulps, nodding.
- She moves to the back, throwing open the door.
- A YOUNG WOMAN and her BABY are tied up in the back; the baby's bassinet fastened to the metal floor.
- Keri-Lee makes quick work of the rope and carries the baby out into the tunnel.
- KERI-LEE
- You're safe now.
- INT. MEL'S KINDERGARTEN - DAY
- FIVE YEAR-OLD KERI-LEE sits by a large toy box cradling a plastic baby doll in her arms.
- KERI-LEE
- It's ok, it's ok, you're safe now.
- She smiles to herself, and continues whispering to her toys.
- FADE TO BLACK.
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
296. The Secret Lives of Girls - Leslie
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For the most part... our lives really aren't that secret.
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