Feast - revised draft

" F E A S T " by Patrick Melton and Marcus Dunston Revised Draft 5/3/2004 FADE IN: EXT. DESERT -- DAY The white sun beats down on the rocky terrain. There's not a cloud in the blue sky and the wind is at a standstill. Far in the distance, a MEDIUM SIZED FLAT-BED TRUCK makes its way to the entrance of a large cavern opening. Two VULTURES perched on a barren tree watch the intruders. EXT. DESERT -- DAY The truck screeches to a dusty stop. Three men in matching coveralls and hard hats jump from the cab: CHIEF (42, stocky, weary), LANKY (32, withered) and COLLEGE BOY (23, clean cut and naive). Chief holds a map and glares into the howling black mouth before them. CHIEF This is it. LANKY Why did it have to be these caves... COLLEGE BOY Is something wrong? LANKY (to College Boy) Don't mind me, buddy. It's nothin'. Chief grabs a flashlight and moves to the back of the truck. The logo on the rear gate reads "WIGWAM WASTE MANAGEMENT." CHIEF Let's get that first barrel. The gate drops revealing their full load of YELLOW BARRELS bearing the familiar BIOHAZARD WASTE symbol. INT. CAVERN -- MOMENTS LATER College Boy and Lanky steer a cart loaded with the first barrel inside. Chief's lone beam of light leads the men. COLLEGE BOY What's with the awkward silence? LANKY You don't know? College Boy shakes his head "no" and they set the cart down. CHIEF Last winter, a man kidnapped a little girl and holed up in one of these caves. The cops had him pinned down and began to move in.