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 Ext. Street - MORNING An old silver Camry is driven by a Man with long gray hair, and a younger Man at shotgun. TOBY, 50s, drives down the street. His passenger is handsome, naive ISAAC, 20s. ISAAC: I can't believe how big it all is. TOBY: (laughs) I grew up in London so to me this is barely the suburbs. But compared to Kearney, Nebraska... ISAAC: I just hope I made the right decision. Leaving the church. TOBY: The church was your salvation, Isaac, as it was mine. It gave you a home. A guiding light. You never have to go back to the way you were treated as a boy. But the time has come for you to spread your wings. (He spreads out his arms in a dramatic gesture, as if flying. After a tense moment, Isaac grabs the wheel in panic. Toby grins and resumes control.) TOBY: That's why I decided to part ways with the church and take you with me. ISAAC: I thought they kicked you out. TOBY: Semantics, my boy. Depending on how you look at it and all that. No, it was past time to go. For both of us. Ah, here we are. (He pulls over in front of an apartment, leaves the engine running.) ISAAC: Aren't you going to come in with me? TOBY: No, I'd better go track down my brother. Not to worry, son. They're a decent bunch...or so I've been told. (once Isaac climbs out, grabs his duffle bag) The holy spirit is to be found everywhere and in everything. It's up to you to embrace it. ON THE STREET Isaac waves goodbye and walks to the front door of the apartment, knocks. In a moment the door opens in a cloud of smoke, which clears slightly to reveal aging surfer GARY, bong in hand. GARY: Hey dude. Isaac, right? (Terrified, Isaac looks back at the car, sees Toby wave encouragement and give him the thumbs-up as he drives off. )
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