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The Gecko Household - Dining room. Everyone’s enjoying the Christmas spread, produced by Mama Gecko, and participating in their side conversations. REESE is packing his jaws to bursting. MAMA GECKO sits next to him, with subtle motherisms.

He takes a drink.

A beat.

Reese nearly spits back into his glass.

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Angel and Demonica.

A moment. Demonica’s eyes widen with realization.

It’s quiet for awhile. Angel’s driving and thinking and Demonica’s gone back to her drawing. After a few beats, Angel looks over at Demonica and then back to the road.

Demonica starts tuning radio stations.

This starts a slap fight. Angel’s still looking at the road, but as she gets into it, she starts to pay more attention to the fight. Demonica looks up, down again and then promptly back up.

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A white van SWERVING SEVERELY on the road, coming in the OPPOSITE direction. It stops swerving, but doesn’t decrease in velocity.

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The van, a hulking beast, steadily advancing their car, a sheep before the butcher. Suddenly, just before impact, the van veers off, through the fence barrier, TOPPLING over the side of the hill. Angel stops the car and they both get out of the car to watch it as it rolls, non stop.

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The truck, rolling, rolling, rolling.

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The truck loses momentum and slows to a stop, RIGHT SIDE UP.

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The van EXPLODES into a brilliant show of fire and wreckage.

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Angel and Demonica, standing aghast. Angel holds up a finger as if to say something, but Demonica just grabs her and HALF-DRAGS her back to the car.

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Demonica opening the driver’s side door and SHOVING her sis into the passenger’s seat. After she makes it in, Demonica rushes in, slams the door, pulls out a cigarette, lights it and starts the car’s ignition, all in one fluid motion. After the car’s resurrection, it takes off for all it’s worth.

They’re quiet for a long time; an old country song leaves them to their thoughts. Angel reaches back for her designated seat belt and clicks it in without looking. She taps Demonica and points to her seat belt, she does the same.

After the song goes off, Angel switches the radio off before the DJ can cue the next one. They both seem to have a thousand-yard stare fixed forward. Without warning, Demonica erupts.

There’s an old, ragged moon in the sky, acting as spotlight. It’s a clear night. Angel and Demonica walk down the sidewalk, so that street lights act as flashlights. Angel's at least a two feet or less in front of Demonica. Angel's got her hands in her hoodie pockets, Demonica's arms are crossed and she's smoking. They approach a building with a gentleman standing near the entrance of it. He’s lit only by a street light overhead. He calls out to Angel as they approach.

Angel doesn't even flinch. She continues walking. He watches her walk off, but doesn't notice Demonica, who's approaching him.

Quickly, she extends an arm, SNATCHES his face and SHOVES him, HURLING him, head first into the brick wall of the building.