TIME CARD – TEXT ‘NOW’
EXT. WOODS - EARLY NIGHT
In the outskirts of the city's woods, bright red flare smoke can be seen against the darkened landscape. Two MALE FIGURES are seen running towards the smoke, the shorter figure noticeably slower than the other. TRACKING MID SHOT of SHORT FIGURE as he tries to keep up, his breath laboured and he stumbles. A crowbar falls out from his bag and he scrambles to grab ahold of it. He grips onto the crowbar as he gets back up to catch up with the other figure. TALL FIGURE quickly realises that SHORT FIGURE is not behind him and stops and turns around to call to him.
(pause, shouts again)
JOSH! Come on!
JOSHUA (prev. referred as SHORT FIGURE) runs towards TALL FIGURE, his breathing loud and his footsteps mimicking his heartbeat. His jacket hood had been pulled up to cover his face but it’s fallen off during the fall. His face is now clearly revealed to the audience – dark skin and wild hair. He passes the crowbar to TALL FIGURE and heads towards the smoke, coughing as he nears it. The smoke is thick and clouds JOSHUA’s vision. He waves his hand around in front of him as though trying to clear the air.
JOSHUA turns towards the direction of the call, arms still outstretched as the smoke begins to clear. TALL FIGURE was crouching beside a crate and as he sees JOSHUA stands up. TALL FIGURE still has his own jacket hood up and a cloth tied around the lower half of his face so only the eyes are visible. He gestures towards the large wooden crate surrounded by broken branches. They're in a small clearing and JOSHUA looks up at the sky, and then towards the branches of the trees before looking at the crate. As he moves towards it, signalling to JOSHUA to help him open the crate. They use their hands to try and lift open the lid, straining under the weight of the wood.
Use the crowbar.
TALL FIGURE picks up the crowbar from where he had dropped it next to the crate earlier and pushes JOSHUA back as though to avoid him from being harmed.
It’d better be food in there. ‘Cause I am so sick of eating those Animal biscuits. There’s only so many biscuits I can take, man.
TALL FIGURE readies himself to open the crate, prying the crowbar under the lid.
Talking ‘bout food. You know what I miss? KFC. I would kill for a family bucket. For myself. A whole bucket to myself. No wait. 2 buckets.
And I thought the whole chicken thing was a stereotype.
TALL FIGURE looks back at CARTER before putting his weight on the crowbar and snapping open the crate lid.
Medical supplies. Its medical supplies in here.
TALL FIGURE pushes the lid off the crate where it hits the grass with a dull thud. TALL FIGURE and JOSHUA look down into the wooden crate to examine the contents. TALL FIGURE pulls down the cloth covering his face and is now recognisable as CARTER. The crate is revealed to be empty.