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Undertoad · 03-10-2003, 05:12 PM

HIGH ANGLE CELL

<i>Looking down from the ceiling. In the foreground, lying on the top bunk, hands clasped behind his head as he stares off into space is MOSES. Moses is a gnarled, elderly black con with wire-rimmed spectacles. On the lower bunk, also with hands clasped behind his head and staring off at the same spot in space, is Hi .</i>

<b>VOICE OVER</b>
I tried to sort through what the Doc had said, but prison ain't the easiest place to think.

MOSES
An' when they was no meat we ate fowl. An' when they was no fowl we ate crawdad. An' when they was no crawdad to be foun', we ate San'.

HI
You ate what?

MOSES
(nodding)
We ate San'.

HI
You ate sand?!

03-10-2003, 05:12 PM	#6
Undertoad Radical Centrist Join Date: Jan 2001 Location: Cottage of Prussia Posts: 31,423	from "Raising Arizona" HIGH ANGLE CELL <i>Looking down from the ceiling. In the foreground, lying on the top bunk, hands clasped behind his head as he stares off into space is MOSES. Moses is a gnarled, elderly black con with wire-rimmed spectacles. On the lower bunk, also with hands clasped behind his head and staring off at the same spot in space, is Hi .</i> <b>VOICE OVER</b> I tried to sort through what the Doc had said, but prison ain't the easiest place to think. MOSES An' when they was no meat we ate fowl. An' when they was no fowl we ate crawdad. An' when they was no crawdad to be foun', we ate San'. HI You ate what? MOSES (nodding) We ate San'. HI You ate sand?!