A long shot of LAETITIA, standing alone on the beach, her hands interlocked as if in prayer, a look of ineffable sadness on her face. This is goodbye. Slowly, the camera recedes into the distance.
CABANA BOY (V.O.)
When last I saw Laetitia, she wore a yellow bikini. And a heartbreaking look of immeasurable loss. I knew that look. I'd seen it so many times before. It was a look that said...
On the soundtrack, Dusty Springfield sings "The Look of Love," from the motion picture Casino Royale. Up with the music as we...
EXT. SOUTHBOUND 405 FREEWAY-DUSK
Cabana boy is riding LAETITIA's horse at full gallop for the Mexican border. He is pursued at low speed by 12 black-and-white Los Angeles police cars.
...a look that said, "I can't believe that guy stole my horse! "
INT. LAPD SQUAD CAR
Suspect is fleeing on a white bronco!
The COP's radio squawks back indecipherably. The audio dissolves into a cacophony of frantic radio voices as we...
INT. PITCH-DARK ROOM
We see nothing and hear only a single manic voice on the radio. We can now make out a hand in the dark, reaching to silence an alarm clock radio. CABANA BOY rises slowly from bed, picks up a tumbler of Turns from the nightstand, steps over an empty pizza box and pulls up his window shades, flooding the room with white light. Wearing only boxer shorts, he looks out the window and rubs his eyes. A heavy snow falls outside his Minneapolis apartment. There is whiteout as we...