Things We Lost In The Fire

THINGS WE LOST IN THE FIRE by Allan Loeb DreamWorks A GARAGE stands alone. Separated from the house. Still in the night. Until... BLACK SMOKE slowly billows up from the four-square pane of windows. More and more of it by the moment. The windows SHATTER outward and give way to FLAMES that crawl up the outer wall. A FIRE... the fire. And as the fire consumes the garage... EXT. HOTEL - NIGHT It’s night. A father and his son walk alongside of the large pool that illuminates the grounds. The father, BRIAN BURKE, mid 30s, displays all the signs of a man settling into fatherhood; benign smile, expanding midsection and aging wardrobe. His son, DORY, six years old, owns big Jolly-rancher green eyes, a small nose, puffy cheeks and a built-in innocence. The air is summer night. They hold hands as they slowly walk on a little bridge that crosses over the water. As Dory stops and points down to the pool. DORY The water is green, Daddy. Brian stops. They stand on the bridge. BRIAN No, it’s florescent. DORY What’s flor... es... cent? BRIAN Florescent means lit from with-in. DORY Am I florescent, Daddy? And Brian regards his child. Holds the moment. Knows it’s as fleeting as it is special. 2. Dory swings back and forth, waiting for the answer. Brian draws in a deep breath, then... BRIAN Yes, Dory, you are. As Dory smiles up toward his father... EXT. HOTEL/PARKING LOT - DAY Titles and music.