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If ACT THREE ?╟÷ - FADE -JN-:-------- 48 EXT. DESERTED STREET - NIGHT ^8 We OPEN ON A SHOT M Jim Rogers, tig handsome Negro. He holds a gun, stands straddle legged over the bodies of Scott and Kelly. JIM They want to take my life from me, Lori. Her hands still over her mouth, she shakes her head. He raises his gun. Now she reacts, runs to him, puts her arms around him, preventing his shooting. JIM (continuing) I'm just tired of not fighting back, that's all. ------------------------------------ Jimmy, you can't kill them ... JIM Yes, I can. I've got to do something. I've got to kill something ... (clenched teeth) ... that's how it's gotten to Get away from here, Lori. Just go take a walk. He tries to push her away. She hangs onto him. And with effort now: JIM (continuing) Get away from here ... GET AWAY ... And on top of this: the trailing sound of a WOMAN'S LAUGHTER. Jim and Lori look off. 49 49 POV SHOT, .: . ' ?╟╓' ?╟≤ . ^9 To see at the far end of the street, a WOMAN and TWO MEN. She is laughing. as she watches MAN ONE throw something,. MAN TWO running and catching something. It is too dark (CONTINUED)