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Right of Way 4

AT THE EDGE OF THE CROWD

A clean-shaven DARK-HAIRED MAN stands near the tent entrance, conspicuous in this glamorous crowd by his plain gray business attire and blank stare. His eyes studiously survey the surroundings. He looks to be either plainclothes security or up to no damned good.

NAPOLITANO
Thank you. Thank you, Lydia....
(to the crowd)
What amazing energy! Thank you, my friends. Gracias, mis amigos.

The DARK-HAIRED MANís gaze catches the eye of a similarly attired BALD MAN across the tent, who nods and starts to head in his direction. Itís time.

NAPOLITANO
I have seen the future.... I have seen the future of this great city of ours....

Celeste and Larry are rapt, beaming. From behind, a voice:

BALD MAN
Mr. Davis?

Larry turns, annoyed, sees the two strange menís unsmiling faces.

BALD MAN
Come with me, please. I have something to show you.
LARRY
Iím trying to hear this.

He turns away but the Bald Man pushes closer, offering a business card.

BALD MAN
This you donít want to miss. Trust me.

 
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