Abe Zanarkand Rides Again
[1] INTERIOR. ELEMENTARY SCHOOL CLASSROOM. DAY.
We see ABE ZANARKAND's steely face. He's clad in a fedora and trench coat. He asks a question and then another. He raises his voice and asks yet another question.
ABE ZANARKAND:
Where were you?
What happened?
What did you have for lunch?!
Then we see his foe. Six year old ZACH. Sitting behind a child sized desk. They're in a classroom.
ZACH points out the window, silent, unfazed.
V.O.:
He thwarts my question yet again as he points out the window.
We've
been playing this cat and mouse game for too long.
I grit my teeth,
realizing I won't be able to get any information out of this suspect,
I
ask another throwaway question.
