INT. CORPORATE OFFICE - DAWN
JEFF SMIT looks out the window of his penthouse office. The
first amber glows of dawn pierce the horizon.
He's deeply contemplative.
A soft knock on the door.
Startled, he turns.
Door opens. It is FELIPE, a night janitor. He is holding a
You all done, Felipe?
EXT. PALM DESERT HOUSE - DAY
TOM, early 30's, fit, exits the house from a sliding glass
door to the backyard swimming pool. He wears swimming trunks
and a T-shirt that reads "ABOUT TO BE TOSSED".
He removes shirt and walks on to the diving board.
He dives in.
I/E. POOL - CONTINUOUS
Tom swims down, down, down.
He keeps swimming downwards; the pool is impossibly deep and
he never reaches bottom.
He suddenly stops; looks concerned.
He looks up.
SHOT OF WATER'S SURFACE, VERY FAR AWAY.
The last bubbles of breath escape his mouth.
INT. GREG'S OFFICE - DAY
GREG, late 20's, sits in half-lotus position on his cluttered
desk. He is wearing a button-up shirt and tie. His shoes are
His eyes are closed. His thumbs and middle fingers, touching.
He is meditating.
We can hear the sounds of a bustling corporate world outside
Door opens. Enter LOUIS, pre-teen, overweight, nerdy. He is
holding a cardboard drink carrier in which are four tall
mochas. Balanced on top of this is a small paper bag.
Louis closes the door behind him.
Greg does not respond to Louis' entry; continues meditating.
Louis stands still and watches Greg.
Some time passes.
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