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GO written by John August 1/14/98-PRODUCTION DRAFT 3/18/98-BLUE REVISIONS 3/25/98-PINK REVISIONS 4/20/98-YELLOW REVISIONS 4/27/98-GREEN REVISIONS 5/05/98-GOLDENROD REVISIONS 8/20/98-BUFF REVISIONS 8/26/98-SALMON REVISIONS This script is copyright � 1998 John August EXT. A DITCH - NIGHT A light rain and crickets CHIRPING. Somewhere in the night, DANCE MUSIC is blaring, but here it's only a whisper with a beat. Water trickles out of a jagged pipe. Splashing up mud, the riverlet weaves through hamburger wrappers and sunbleached beer cans, spent condoms and an old Spin magazine. The tiny stream ripples past glass and trash and the body of a woman. Face up, breathing. Dead grass caught in her braids. Her name is RONNA MARTIN. She's eighteen and bleeding. Bleeding a lot. She tries topush herself up, but the dirt around her crumbles. Her legs areuseless. Despite it all, there's a smile of perverse joyto her face, like she's just remembered the punchline toa favorite joke. CLAIRE (V.O.) You know what I like best about Christmas? The surprises. CUT TO: 2INT. A DARK PLACE - DAY? NIGHT?2 Pitch black. We hear an ENGINE and ROAD NOISE. CLAIRE (V.O., CONT'D) It's like, you get this box, and you're sure you know what's in it. SPARKS. A cigarette lighter flares. We're in the trunk of a car with SIMON BAINES (22), a skinny Brit with surfer hair. He looks around, realizes where he is. Panicked, he starts POUNDING and KICKING. CLAIRE (V.O.