EXT. THE DIXIE-BOY DAWN
It's dawn; 5 A.M. The trucks are still circling but now there
are many holes in tne circle. There are as many as fifteen
trucks, large and small, pushed Out of the way. Out of gas.
Or dead, if you please.
He's sitting by himself in one of the booths by three plate-glass
windows, looking out, his face is thoughtful and sad.
SOUND: Approaching engines.
EXT. THE ROAD
Here comes an army vehicle with a machine-gun mounted on it.
The Army vehicle park outside the circle of moving trucks and sit
there, idling. Now a large bulldozer pulls up and stops near the
EXT. THE DIXIE-BOY, WITH THE CIRCLING TRUCKS
They all stop at the same time, engines idling.
He's got something other than his dad to think about now. He gets
up and runs for the door connecting the restaurant to the fueling
INT. THE SERVICE STATION OFFICE
BILL and BRETT are cuddled together on the cot again, being a couple
of spoons. Both are fast asleep.
DEKE bursts in, and BRETT wakes up at once, clutching the rather
greasy sheet to herself. BILL sleeps on.
Bill! Hey Bill!
DEKE ignores her and begins shaking BILL hard.
Wake up! Wake up, Bill! Some-
EXT. THE BULLDOZER
The blade comes dovn.
INT. THE RESTAURANT
People are waking up. CURT and JOE are walking toward the front
window. CONNIE is behind them.
BILL, BRETT, and DEKE come back from the service area. BRETT is
buttoning her shirt. BILL is tucking his in.
EXT. THE ARMY TRUCK, FEATURING THE MACHINE GUN
One very long HORN-BLAST.
EXT. BULLDOZER CAB
The stick-shift moves and engages by itself. The ENGINE REVS UP.
EXT. THE BULLDOZER
It begins to MOVE TOWARD THE CAMERA.
INT. THE HALLWAY TO HENDERSHOT'S OFFICE
He comes bursting out wearing a undershirt and zipping his
pants. He is, of course, smoking a cigar. Following him is WANDA
JUNE, looking dishevelled and trying to put herself back together.