TYLER (v.o)
It was a long and arduous war. We
wouldn't be able to keep up this
fighting forever.
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A MONTAGE OF ORANGE, GREEN AND BLACK BLURS GOING BOTH STAGE RIGHT AND LEFT SUDDENLY CUT INTO THE BLACK SCREEN. THERE ARE WHAT SOUNDS LIKE THE WHISTLING OF FAST MOVING ARTILLERY AND SCREAMING FROM BOTH TYLER AND MILES. MILES AND TYLER ARE PLAYING WITH TOY DART GUNS IN THEIR SMALL, TWO ROOM APARTMENT ON A SUNNY SATURDAY EVENING. HOWEVER, THE SHOT IS TOO OUT OF FOCUS TO MAKE THIS DISCERNIBLE.
TYLER (V.O)
We were low on ammunition. My food
supply had been cut off by the
enemy. There was little hope left.
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TYLER'S EYES, DARTING BACK AND FORTH. HIS BROW IS SWEATING.
TYLER (V.O)
But with the sun setting, I had
little choice but to try an ambush.
It would be risky, and only one of
us would come out alive.
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THE APARTMENT. WE FINALLY SEE A CLEAR VIEW OF THEIR APARTMENT, SPARSELY FURNISHED. MILES IS HIDING BETWEEN A COFFEE TABLE AND THE WALL, HIS BACK FACING THE AUDIENCE. TYLER IS SNEAKING UP BEHIND HIM. BOTH ARE HOLDING BRIGHTLY COLORED TOY DART GUNS. TYLER HAS A SMALLER SINGLE SHOT GUN TIED AROUND HIS WAIST.
TYLER
(YELLING) I have you now!
(EMITS A WAR CRY WHILE
UNLOADING A SEMI AUTOMATIC TOY
DART GUN INTO MILES' BACK.)
MILES
(WRITHING WITH EVERY SHOT) Ow
ow OW!
TYLER
Yes! I am victorious!
MILES
You're not victorious you're a
jerk. That gun is made for ranged
combat not close quarters.
TYLER
Oh ya?
MILES
Yea!
TYLER
In my opinion you sound like a sore
loser.
MILES
Would a sore loser do this?(UNLOADS
HIS GUN ON TYLER'S SHIN)
