Cut To Black

Zooming in, silence
 It's the sound of a car approaching
 She whispers:
 "You're lost, you'll find what you looking for, I hope"
 So take me down, we'll see 'bout that
 Keep on looking out for the rat
 Exterior sunlit motel parking lot
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 Interior, grungy hotel room suite
 Years pass by, looking older now, forty-ish
 Dim lit room, two silhouettes
 Two shots, broke wiretap cassette
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 Title card, incarcerated
 A year goes by so slow
 Two years, he's having fun
 Times fly but that gets old after a while
 Five years, it's the end of the line
 Exterior beach, narrated by the man
 Who spent a lifetime living in a castle made of sand
 And all along we see the silver lining
 Clouds closing, then the sun stops shining
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 Exterior, jail, wide-angle shot
 Finally out, no one's waiting for him at the gate
 Two years, all he knew has passed or moved away
 Five years, it's getting darker every day
 Ironic it's not that light inside
 Exterior beach, narrated by the man
 Who spent a lifetime living in a castle made of sand
 And all along we see the silver lining
 Clouds closing, then the sun stops shining
 Day slowly turns to night
 Bird's perspective, colors fade
 Start a soundtrack, cut to black