Red velvet curtains fill the screen. Overture music swells.

VOICES (OS)

Hold it, hold it. Okay, let ’em go.

The curtains fall to the floor. Clouds of dust puff up and dislodge a sleeping pigeon.

Strings swell. We are inside a decrepit 19th century Opera House. The song “OH WHAT A BEAUTIFUL MORNING” begins.

Two builders ROLL UP the curtains. The pigeon flies up and out a hole in the roof. Strings crescendo.

The bird glides over a frozen lake and continues through a small, Midwestern town that has seen better days.  Finally, it swoops down a residential street and poops on a car. It is definitely not a beautiful morning.