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　　ROD
　　Come on， son! I don’t need your money. I got you!
　　
　　CHRIS
　　Thanks， man.
　　
　　ROD
　　You better not come back all bougie on me tho--
　　
　　Chris hangs up. He gives Rose a look.
　　
　　ROSE
　　What……？ Settle down. You know I’m yours.
　　
　　After a beat he puts another cigarette in his mouth.
　　
　　ROSE （CONT’D）
　　No!
　　
　　CHRIS
　　Last one!
　　
　　She goes for it. He dodges playfully and tickles her causing her to cackle.
　　
　　A shadow darts across the road in front of the hood of thecar. It’s hind legs SMACK the hood of the car with a loud THWAT-THWAT. It’s propelled into the woods at an awkward angle. The CAR SCREECHES to a halt.
　　
　　Chris and Rose breathe hard for a few moments of shock.
　　
　　ROSE
　　Fuck!
　　
　　CHRIS
　　You okay？
　　
　　ROSE
　　Yeah. You？
　　
　　CHRIS
　　Yeah. That scared the shit out of me.
　　
　　EXT. RURAL ROAD - CONTINUOUS
　　
　　Rose gets out of her car and inspects the damage. Chris gets out as well. There’s a small bloody dent in the hood.
　　
　　ROSE
　　Fuck!!!
　　
　　Chris looks back in the direction of the collision.
　　
　　CHRIS
　　Stay here.
　　
　　ROSE
　　What are you doing？
　　
　　CHRIS
　　I don’t know…… See if it’s okay？
　　
　　Chris walks a few more steps then stops. He rethinks.
　　
　　CHRIS （CONT’D）
　　Maybe it’s gone--
　　
　　A guttural， almost human， MOAN OF PAIN comes from in the woods behind them. They watch the woods in horror.
　　
　　Chris walks back towards the haunting wail. It stops.
　　
　　ROSE
　　Chris……？
　　
　　Chris motions for Rose the stay. He keeps walking towards the thicket about 60 ft behind the car.
　　
　　ROSE （CONT’D）
　　Be careful!
　　
　　Chris gathers his courage and takes a step toward the thicket.
　　The Moan starts again， but much loader and closer than Chris realized. He’s startled.
　　
　　Chris peers through the bushes. The deer lays there gasping for breaths and watching him with a black wet eye. Chris is transfixed.
　　
　　ROSE （CONT’D）
　　Do you see it？
　　
　　Chris snaps to. He nods and takes out his phone.
　　
　　EXT. UPSTATE NEW YORK ROAD - DAY
　　
　　A cop car is now pulled up to where the deer was hit. OFFICER FROSTIE - Caucasian - 33 stands near the deer. Another officer， OFFICER CROW - 40 - Caucasian with a patronizing
　　smirk， stands by the driver’s side window of Rose’s car which Rose and Chris are both back in.
　　
　　INT. ROSE’S CAR - CONTINUOUS
　　
　　OFFICER CROWE
　　So in the future the number to call is Animal Control Services.
　　
　　Rose doesn’t like the way he’s looking at them.
　　
　　CHRIS
　　Right. That makes sense.
　　
　　OFFICER CROWE
　　You two coming up from the city？
　　
　　CHRIS
　　Yeah.
　　
　　OFFICER CROWE
　　And what brings you up--
　　
　　ROSE
　　I’m from here. The Lake Pontaco area？ We’re going home.
　　
　　OFFICER CROWE
　　（to Chris）
　　You got a driver’s license？
　　
　　CHRIS
　　Oh…… yeah.
　　
　　Chris gives Rose a “see？” Look as he gets his license.