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Scripts: The Birds (final draft, 2nd rev, 02/Mar/1962) - part 8

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD - LONG SHOT - (PLATE) (15)

 The FULL SHOT showing the children running toward the CAMERA - 
 Annie herding them at the rear. The crows - about two hundred - 
 rising over the schoolhouse roof and descending toward and 
 reaching the running children. Shot as a moving background 
 with six or seven children in front on a treadmill with the 
 mechanical birds coming into top of screen as though 
 continuing on from the plate. The birds swing around and 
 among the foreground children.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (4) (S)

 A side view of running children with Melanie in front urging 
 them forward. Birds fly between them, two or three others 
 wheel around, one live one sweeps by in foreground.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (3) (P)

 Three or four children running. Birds overhead - one or two 
 children spread out as others come in from sides and take 
 their places. Birds swerve in and out.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (2) (S)

 Profile of running child. Bird catches up and bites.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (3) (S)

 A nearer side on view without Melanie. Birds wheeling in and 
 out - others overhead.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (1) (P)

 Bird on top of girl's head (showing feet and wings).

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (2) (S)

 A three-quarter back of two children running - lots of birds 
 overhead and others wheeling. Screen almost full of birds.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (1) (P)

 One-half child's face - a bird's head and beak on left, 
 dashing round to the child.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD - CLOSE UP (L)

 of feet running.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD - HIGH MOVING SHOT (6) (L)

 showing the crows among the running children.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (1) (P)

 Big head of girl - bird lands on her right shoulder - wing 
 over her face.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (1) (P)

 One SCREAMING child as bird swoops from top left down to 
 lower right.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (2) (S)

 Head and shoulders of boy who ducks behind pole -- bird goes 
 by as another attacks him from right-hand side.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (1) (FP)

 Back view of boy's head running. He looks back.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (½) (P)

 Big head of bird coming at CAMERA.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (1) (FP)

 Back view of little girl running. She looks over her shoulder.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (½) (P)

 Big head of bird coming into CAMERA.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (3) (L)

 Straight back CLOSE SHOT of Annie dragging slow children. No 
 birds in back, but several wheeling around them.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD - HIGH MOVING SHOT (6) (L)

 showing the crows chasing the children down the street - 
 with the Bay in the distance.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (3) (S)

 A bird dives to head of Michele and she falls OUT of picture.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD - CLOSE UP (1) (L)

 of Michele as she hits ground.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD - CLOSE UP (½) (L)

 Her glasses smash.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (2) (S)

 Flash Cathy - she sees and runs back. Birds swirling around.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (1) (S)

 Six birds descend on fallen Michele - legs running by.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (3) (S)

 Cathy RUSHES IN. She disperses birds and bends to pick up 
 Michele.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (2) (S)

 Melanie stops, looks back and sees Cathy and Michele, heads 
 of other children rushing by in foreground. Birds swirling.  
 Melanie dashes out left.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (3) (S)

 Melanie reaches Cathy and Michele -- Michele is now on her 
 feet. Birds swirling -- Melanie looks about -- sees.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (2) (L)

 Station wagon across the street. Birds swirling about and 
 children running by.

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD (5) (L)

 Melanie drags Cathy and Michele to the station wagon. We see 
 the Bay in the distance and children running on the bottom 
 of the street.

 INT. STATION WAGON - CLOSE SHOT (8) (S)

 Shooting inside the wagon across the front seat. The three 
 scramble in, Cathy first, then Michele and Melanie last --

 the door SLAMS on crows swooping around. Cathy and Michele 
 are SCREAMING with fright.

 INT. STATION WAGON - P.O.V. (3) (FP)

 Through the windshield we see crows attacking. Bay and running 
 children in distance.

 INT. STATION WAGON (3) (P)

 The faces of the three - Birds are fluttering on the rear 
 window.

 INT. STATION WAGON - MELANIE (3) (P)

 wheel in foreground. She starts to slam hand on horn ring.

 INT. STATION WAGON (2) (S)

 Crows attacking side window.

 INT. STATION WAGON (2) (S)

 Hand on horn ring.

 INT. STATION WAGON (2) (P)

 Cathy and Michele's faces huddled together.

 INT. STATION WAGON (2) (P)

 Melanie's big head - she looks down.

 INT. STATION WAGON - CLOSE UP (1) (P)

 Knob of wiper -- her hand comes in and pulls it out.

 INT. STATION WAGON (3) (FP)

 Wipers starting. Crows retreat.

 INT. STATION WAGON (2) (P)

 The three faces staring out.

 INT. STATION WAGON - P.O.V. (3) (P)

 through windshield. The crows are starting to go away.

 INT. STATION WAGON (2) (P)

 Melanie looks out and sees:

 EXT. SCHOOL ROAD - P.O.V. (6) (FP)

 through windshield. Annie running back with stick. She beats 
 the last of the crows away.

 INT. STATION WAGON (6) (S)

 Melanie flops in exhaustion over the wheel as Annie comes 
 round to the side window and starts to open the door.

                                       DISSOLVE

 INT. THE TIDES - FULL SHOT

 It is lunchtime and there is a busy bustle to the place as 
 DEKE CARTER officiates behind the bar and HELEN CARTER, his 
 wife, rushes back and forth between diners at the tables. A 
 DRUNK sits at the bar, old, grizzled, the weary wisdom of 
 booze in him. In one of the booths sits SEBASTIAN SHOLES in 
 his shirt sleeves, eating a hurried lunch quickly and 
 efficiently. A WOMAN and TWO CHILDREN are seated at another 
 table, about to order. A party of noisy SALESMAN is laughing 
 and clowning around throughout following at a table in the 
 rear. The phone from behind the bar has been placed on the 
 counter, and Melanie is speaking into it while Deke listens.  
 Over her head, the television set is blasting with its 
 perennial Western, the gun shots punctuating her conversation.

                   MELANIE
       Daddy, there were hundreds of them.  
       No, I'm not hysterical, I'm trying 
       to tell you this as calmly as I know 
       how. All right, Daddy. Yes Daddy.
             (she takes a deep 
             breath)
       Just now.  Not... fifteen minutes 
       ago.

 The door to the Tides opens and MRS. BUNDY, sixtyish, wearing 
 walking shoes and a tweed suit, a very masculine-looking 
 woman with short clipped white hair, comes in, passes through 
 foreground, goes to bar, her attention slowly caught by what 
 Melanie is saying.

                   MELANIE
       At the school. No, I don't. Just a 
       minute.
             (to Deke)
       What's the name of the school?

                   DEKE
       Just the Bodega Bay School.
             (to Mrs. Bundy)
       Help you, Mrs. Bundy?

                   MRS. BUNDY
       I need some change, Mr. Carter.

 As Deke opens cash register...

                   MELANIE
       The Bodega Bay School.
             (to Deke)
       Could you turn that down, please?

 Deke gives Mrs. Bundy her change, turns off television.

                   MELANIE
       I don't know how many children.
       Thirty or forty. Yes.

 Mrs. Bundy goes to cigarette machine, pauses to listen to 
 Melanie.

                   MELANIE
       No, the birds didn't attack until 
       the children were outside the school. 
       Crows, I think. I don't know, Daddy. 
       Is there a difference between crows 
       and blackbirds?

                   MRS. BUNDY
             (turning from machine)
       There is very definitely a difference, 
       Miss.

                   MELANIE
       They're different, Daddy.
             (to Mrs. Bundy)
       Thank you.
             (into phone)
       I think these were crows. Yes, 
       hundreds of them. Yes, they attacked 
       the children, attacked them.
             (exasperated)
       Daddy, a little girl was sent to the 
       hospital in Santa Rosa. Well, all 
       right, but you act as if I'm... all 
       right, all right.
             (pause)
       No, I can't come home now. I just 
       can't, Daddy. How is it there? I 
       mean... are there birds? In the sky?  
       But no trouble. Well, I hope...
             (pause)
       I don't know when. I simply can't 
       leave now. Tell Mother not to worry.  
       All right, Daddy, good-by.

 She hangs up. Mrs. Bundy is at her elbow.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       They're both perching birds, of 
       course, but of quite different 
       species. The crow is brachyrhynchos. 
       The blackbird is cyanocephalus.

                   MELANIE
       Thank you.
             (to Deke)
       Do you know Dan Fawcett's number?

                   DEKE
       In the book right here, Miss.

 As Melanie looks it up...

                   DEKE
             (to Mrs. Bundy)
       I don't see what difference it makes, 
       Mrs. Bundy, crows or blackbirds. If 
       they attacked the school, that's 
       pretty serious.

                   MRS. BUNDY
             (with a superior smile)
       I hardly think either species would 
       have the intelligence to launch a 
       massed attack. Their brain pans aren't 
       large enough for such...

                   MELANIE
             (dialing)
       I just came from the school, madam.  
       I don't know about their brain pans 
       but...

                   MRS. BUNDY
       Birds are not aggressive creatures, 
       Miss. They bring beauty to the world. 
       It is mankind, rather, who...

                   HELEN
             (going to door leading 
             to kitchen)
       Three Southern fried chicken, Sam.  
       Baked potato on all of them.

 LAUGHTER from salesman at table.

                   MELANIE
             (into phone)
       Hello, may I speak to Mitch Brenner, 
       please?
             (pause)
       Yes, I'll wait.

                   MRS. BUNDY
             (continuing to Deke)
       ...insist on making it difficult for 
       life to survive on this planet. If 
       it weren't for birds...

                   DEKE
       Mrs. Bundy, you don't seem to 
       understand. This young lady says 
       there was an attack on the school.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       Impossible.

                   MELANIE
             (in background)
       Mitch? I'm glad I caught you.  
       Something terrible has happened.

 Her background conversation continues through following:

                   DRUNK
             (suddenly)
       It's the end of the world!

                   HELEN
       What's this about the school?

                   DEKE
       Bunch of crows attacked the school, 
       Helen.

                   DRUNK
       It's the end of the world.
             (suddenly quoting)
       "Thus saith the Lord God to the 
       mountains, and to the hills, to the 
       rivers and to the valleys; Behold, 
       I, even I, will bring a sword upon 
       you, and I will destroy your high 
       places.

                   HELEN
       The Lord's not destroying anything, 
       Jason.

                   DRUNK
       "In all your dwelling places, the 
       cities shall be laid waste, and the 
       high places shall be laid waste!"
             (he nods)
       Ezekiel, Chapter six.

                   HELEN
             (quoting)
       "Woe unto them that rise up early in 
       the morning that they may follow 
       strong drink."

                   DRUNK
             (nodding)
       Isaiah, Chapter 5. It's the end of 
       the world.

                   MELANIE
       Yes, all right, I'll wait for you.  
       Good-by.
             (she hangs up)

                   MRS. BUNDY
             (laughing)
       I hardly think a few birds are going 
       to bring about the end of the world.

                   MELANIE
             (turning to her)
       These weren't a few birds.

 CLOSE SHOT - THE WOMAN AND THE CHILDREN

 waiting for their lunch, listening to the conversation; 
 becoming very nervous.

 BACK TO SCENE

                   DEKE
       I didn't even know there were many 
       crows in Bodega Bay this time of 
       year.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       The crow is a permanent resident 
       throughout its range. In fact, during 
       our Christmas Count, we recorded...

 CLOSE SHOT - SHOLES

 eating.

                   SHOLES
             (suddenly, from his 
             table)
       How many gulls did you count, Mrs.  
       Bundy?

 BACK TO SCENE

                   MRS. BUNDY
       Which gulls, Mr. Sholes? There are 
       several varieties.

                   SHOLES
       The ones that've been raising the 
       devil with my fishing boats.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       Probably herring gulls. They arrive 
       in November, you know, and don't 
       migrate North again until March or...

                   MELANIE
             (leaping upon this)
       Have you had trouble with gulls?

                   SHOLES
       One of my boats did last week.

                   DEKE
             (making a connection)
       This young lady got hit by a gull 
       only Saturday.

                   SAM'S VOICE
             (from kitchen)
       Pick up the chicken.

                   HELEN
       Now it's gulls. A minute ago, it was 
       crows.
             (she picks up tray, 
             shrugs, goes to table)
       Deke, I'm still waiting for those 
       Bloody Marys!

                   DEKE
       Coming right up!

 CLOSE SHOT - WOMAN

 as Helen brings food. She is beginning to get really 
 frightened.

                   WOMAN
       Could you ask them to lower their 
       voices, please? They're frightening 
       the children.

                   LITTLE GIRL
       Timmy has a canary.

                   HELEN
       That's nice. Are you Timmy?

                   LITTLE BOY
       My cousin is Timmy.

 BACK TO SCENE

                   SAM'S VOICE
             (leaving table, coming 
             to bar)
       A whole flock of gulls nearby capsized 
       one of my boats.  Practically tore 
       of the skipper's arm.

                   HELEN
             (coming back)
       You're scaring the kids. Keep it 
       low.

                   DEKE
       You're scaring me, too. Are you trying 
       to say all these...
             (he shakes his head)
       That sounds impossible, Sebastian.

                   SHOLES
       I'm only telling you what happened 
       to my boat.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       The gulls were after your fish, Mr.  
       Sholes. Really, let's be logical 
       about this.

                   MELANIE
       What were the crows after at the 
       school?

                   MRS. BUNDY
       What do you think they were after, 
       Miss...?

                   MELANIE
       Daniels. I think they were after the 
       children.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       For what purpose?

                   MELANIE
       To...
             (she hesitates)
       To kill them.

 There is a long silence.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       Why?

 Another silence.

                   MELANIE
       I don't know why.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       I thought not. Birds have been on 
       this planet since archaeopteryx, 
       Miss Daniels; a hundred and twenty 
       million years ago!

 A TRAVELING SALESMAN ENTERS, goes to bar, listens.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       Doesn't it seem odd that they'd wait 
       all that time to start a... a war 
       against humanity?

                   MELANIE
       No one called it a war!

                   SALESMAN
       Scotch, light on the water.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       You and Mr. Sholes seem to be implying 
       as much.

                   HELEN
       Are you finished here, Sebastian?

                   SHOLES
       Let me have some apple pie, Helen.
             (to Mrs. Bundy)
       Who said anything about war? All I 
       said was that some gulls...

                   HELEN
             (yelling to kitchen)
       One apple pie! You want more coffee?

                   SHOLES
       No. ...came down on one of my boats.  
       They could have been after the fish, 
       just as you said.

                   SALESMAN
       Your captain should have shot at 
       them.

                   SHOLES
       What?

                   SALESMAN
       Gulls are scavengers, anyway. Most 
       birds are. If you ask me, we should 
       wipe them all out. World would be 
       better off without them.

                   MRS. BUNDY
             (outraged)
       Birds?

                   SALESMAN
       Yeah, birds. All they do is make a 
       mess of everything. Who needs them?

                   MRS. BUNDY
       We need them.

                   SALESMAN
       Not if they're starting a war.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       They are incapable of organized 
       warfare!

                   MELANIE
       Have you ever seen a jay protecting 
       a nest?

                   MRS. BUNDY
       I have seen jays doing everything it 
       is conceivable for jays to do.  
       Ornithology happens to be my 
       avocation, Miss Daniels. You're 
       talking about preservation of the 
       species, a hen protecting her young.  
       There's a vast difference between...

                   MELANIE
       Maybe they're all protecting the 
       species. Maybe they're tired of being 
       shot at and roasted in ovens and...

                   MRS. BUNDY
       Are you discussing gamebirds now?  
       All birds are not gamebirds, you 
       know.

                   MELANIE
       I don't know anything about birds 
       except that they're attacking this 
       town.

                   SALESMAN
       Then fight back. Get yourselves guns 
       and wipe them off the face of the 
       earth.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       That would hardly be possible.

                   DEKE
       Why not, Mrs. Bundy?

                   MRS. BUNDY
       Because there are 8,650 species of 
       birds in the world today, Mr. Carter. 
       It's estimated that five billion, 
       seven hundred and fifty million birds 
       live in the United States alone. The 
       five continents of the world...

                   SALESMAN
             (muttering)
       Kill them all. Get rid of them.  
       Messy animals.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       ...probably contain more than a 
       hundred billion birds!

                   DRUNK
       It's the end of the world!

                   DEKE
       Well, we seem to have more than our 
       share of them right now, Mrs. Bundy.  
       Maybe this young lady's right.  Maybe 
       they've all gone crazy.

                   HELEN
       Here's your pie, Sebastian. You want 
       it at the table?

                   SHOLES
       No. Here's fine.
             (he begins eating)

                   HELEN
       Where are the Bloody Marys, Deke?

                   DEKE
       Coming.

                   HELEN
             (angrily)
       Are we running a business here -- or 
       a bird sanctuary?

                   SHOLES
             (beginning to change 
             his mind)
       Actually, those gulls must have been 
       after the fish.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       Of course.

                   SHOLES
       Makes a lot more sense than... well, 
       an attack.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       Of course it does. If we believe 
       that birds are attacking, why... why 
       next we'll believe that grasshoppers 
       and cockroaches are capable of...

                   DRUNK
       Cockroaches!  Urghh!

 CLOSE SHOT - WOMAN

 getting more and more anxious.

                   WOMAN
       Hurry, children. Finish your lunch.

                   BOY
       Are the birds gonna eat us, Mommy?

                   SHOLES
       Maybe we're all getting a little 
       carried away by this. Admittedly, a 
       few birds acted strangely. That's no 
       reason to believe...

                   MELANIE
       This isn't a few birds! I keep telling 
       you that! These are gulls and swifts 
       and crows and...

                   MRS. BUNDY
       And what? Vultures? Hawks? Eagles?

                   MELANIE
       Maybe! Is it impossible?

                   MRS. BUNDY
       Yes. I have never known birds of 
       different species to flock together.  
       The very concept is unimaginable.
             (laughing)
       Why if that happened, we wouldn't 
       have a chance. How could we possible 
       hope to fight them?

                   SHOLES
       We couldn't. You're right, Mrs.  
       Bundy.

                   WOMAN
             (calling from table)
       Excuse me, may I have a check, please?

                   HELEN
             (concerned)
       Is everything all right, ma'am?

                   WOMAN
       Yes, I... I'm anxious to get on the 
       road.

                   SAM
             (coming from kitchen)
       What's the matter? Something wrong 
       out here?

                   DEKE
       Nothing's wrong.

                   SAM
       All this shouting.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       We're fighting a war, Sam.

                   SAM
       A war? Against who? Did the 
       Russians...?

                   SHOLES
       Against birds.

                   WOMAN
             (suddenly)
       I'm glad you all think this is so 
       amusing. You've frightened my children 
       half out of their wits.

                   BOY
       I'm not scared, Mommy.

                   WOMAN
       Keep quiet. If that young lady saw 
       an attack on the school, why won't 
       you believe her?

                   SAM
       What attack? Who attacked the school?

                   WOMAN
       Birds did. Crows! And you're all 
       sitting around here debating! What 
       do you want them to do next? Crash 
       through that window?

                   LITTLE GIRL
             (frightened by her 
             mother)
       Mommy!

                   WOMAN
       Quiet! Why don't you all get home?  
       Lock your doors and windows!
             (her hysteria rising)
       Put on your coats, children!
             (to Deke)
       What's the fastest road to San 
       Francisco?

                   DEKE
       The freeway, ma'am.

                   WOMAN
       Where do I get it?

                   SALESMAN
       I'm going out that way, lady. You 
       can follow me.

                   WOMAN
       Then let's go. Now!

                   SALESMAN
       I haven't finished my drink.

                   WOMAN
             (on edge of panic, 
             shouting at her 
             children)
       Put on your coats! Do you want to 
       get trapped here?

                   BOY
       I can't find my scarf.

                   WOMAN
       Look in your sleeve!

 The door opens. Mitch and Al Malone come in.

                   MITCH
       Melanie?

 At the far table, the salesman begin singing, rowdily.

                   MITCH
             (going to her)
       I got here as fast as I could.  
       Where's Cathy?

                   MELANIE
       At Annie's house. She's all right.

                   SAM
       Al, why aren't you over there where 
       the attack was?

                   MALONE
       Because I just got back from Dan 
       Fawcett's place, that's why.

                   MITCH
       He was killed last night. By birds.

                   MALONE
       Now hold it, Mitch. You don't know 
       that for a fact.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       What are the facts, Mr. Malone?

                   MALONE
       Santa Rosa police think it was a 
       felony murder. They think a burglar 
       broke in and killed him.

                   WOMAN
       Were the Santa Rosa police at your 
       school today?
             (impatiently, to 
             salesman)
       Are you coming?

                   SALESMAN
       Take it easy, lady.
             (through window)
       There isn't a bird anywhere in sight.

                   DRUNK
             (quoting)
       "Look at the birds of the air: they 
       do not sow or read, yet your heavenly 
       father feeds them."

                   WOMAN
       I'll never feed another bird as long 
       as I live!

                   SALESMAN
       Something like this happened in Santa 
       Cruz last year. The town was covered 
       with seagulls.

                   WOMAN
       Can't you please finish your drink?

                   MRS. BUNDY
       That's right, sir, I recall it. A 
       large flock of seagulls got lost in 
       a fog and headed in for the town, 
       where all the lights were.

                   SALESMAN
       They made some mess, too, smashing 
       into houses and everything.
             (shaking his head)
       They always make a mess. We're better 
       off without them.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       The point is that no one seemed to 
       get upset about it. They were gone 
       the next morning, just as if nothing 
       at all had happened. Poor things.

                   WOMAN
       I'm leaving! Are you coming?

                   SALESMAN
       All right, all right!
             (he downs his drink)
       Hope you figure this out, folks.

                   DRUNK
       It's the end of the world.

 The Tides is silent for a moment.

                   SHOLES
       Well, I'd better get back to the 
       cannery. What do I owe you, Deke?

                   DEKE
       Let's see. Scallops and coffee...

                   MITCH
       Hold it just a minute, Sebastian.

 Sholes turns to him.

 CLOSE SHOT - MITCH

 his face very serious.

                   MITCH
       Sebastian, I'm not an alarmist.

                   SHOLES
       No one ever said you were, Mitch.

                   MITCH
             (flatly)
       I think we're in trouble. I don't 
       know how or why this started, but I 
       know it's here and I know we'd be 
       crazy to ignore it.

                   MRS. BUNDY
             (sarcastically)
       Ignore what? The bird war?

                   MITCH
             (exploding)
       Yes, the bird war, the bird attack, 
       the bird plague, you can call it 
       what you want to, they're out there 
       massing someplace and they'll be 
       back, you can count on that!

                   MRS. BUNDY
       Ridiculous!

                   MITCH
       Mrs. Bundy, why don't you go home 
       and polish your binoculars?

                   SAM
       Go on, Mitch.

                   MITCH
       If we don't do something now, if we 
       don't get Bodega Bay on the move...

                   SHOLES
       Look, Mitch, even if this is true, 
       even if all the birds...

                   MITCH
       Do you believe it's true, Sebastian?

                   SHOLES
             (after a long pause)
       No. I don't, Mitch. Because I can't 
       see any reason for it.

                   MITCH
       It's happening. Isn't that a good 
       enough reason?

                   SHOLES
             (thoughtfully)
       I like Bodega Bay as well as any 
       man. If I thought...
             (he shakes his head)

                   MITCH
       Then help me, Sebastian. You're an 
       important man in this town. If you'll 
       help, the rest will.

                   SHOLES
       Help how? What do you want to do?

                   MITCH
       I'm not sure, but...

                   SHOLES
       If you don't even know what you want 
       to do...

                   MELANIE
       Listen to him, please.

                   SAM
             (taking position beside 
             Melanie)
       You listen to him, Sebastian!

                   MITCH
       I only know we've got to drive them 
       away from town -- before they drive 
       us away.

                   SHOLES
       How?

                   MITCH
       Mrs. Bundy, you said something about 
       Santa Cruz. About seagulls getting 
       lost in the fog, and heading in for 
       the lights.

                   DEKE
       We don't have any fog this time of 
       year, Mitch.

                   MITCH
       We'll make our own fog.

                   SHOLES
       How do you plan to do that?

                   MITCH
       With smoke.

                   MALONE
       There's an ordinance against burning 
       anything in this town, unless it's...

                   MITCH
       We'll use smoke pots. Like the Army 
       uses.

                   DEKE
       What good'll that do? Smoke's as bad 
       as birds.

                   MRS. BUNDY
       Birds are not bad!

                   SHOLES
       How can we go on living here if we 
       blanket the town with smoke?

                   MITCH
       Can we go on living here otherwise?

 Pause. They are silent.

                   SAM
             (slowly)
       It's worth a try, Sebastian.

 There is more silence as they all consider. And then suddenly:

                   MELANIE
       Look!

 They turn toward the window.