The Crow: City of Angels Page #7

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INT. SARAH'S LOFT - DUSK

Ashe opens his eyes. The mud-silt which covers his face has dried

and cracked, causing it to crumble away in flakes.

Ashe is lying on a cot in the middle of the loft. We see scattered

images:
candles burning, a reilgious altar overflowing with trinkets,

mirrors, mannequins, canvases, and finally...

GABRIEL:

perched at the end of the bed, watching Ashe intently.

SARAH:

sits on the other side of the loft in a paint-smeared work-shirt,

brush in hand. She's studying a half-finished canvas, contemplating

her next move.

CANVAS:

The eerie scene depicting a woman on her death-bed being cradled

in the arms of her ghostly lover.

Sarah tenses, feeling Ashe's eyes burning into the back of her

neck. She turns around, sees Ashe.

ASHE:

(DISORIENTED)

...who are you?

SARAH:

My name's Sarah. I had a dream about you. I saw them shoot you

and your son...

(BEAT)

...I saw you drowning.

Ashes shuts his eyes a moment, trying to recall the imagery.

EXT. DOCKS, COMMERCIAL WATERFRONT - NIGHT (FLASHBACK)

BANG! BANG! BANG! Curve FIRES a gun into Ashe's chest. Ashe crumples

and we are back at...

INT. SARAH'S LOFT - DUSK

Ashe looks down at his chest, tracing his fingers over the area

where bullet holes should be. Instead, he finds a series of indented

welts.

ASHE:

How did I survive?

Sarah suddenly comes to the terrible realization that Ashe does

not know he has died.

SARAH:

(coming towards him)

You didn't.

Ashe looks up at Sarah, uncomprehending.

SARAH:

You're dead.

ASHE:

No...

Ashe stands, enraged. He starts toward Sarah. She backs away...

ASHE:

Stop looking at me that way -- stop looking -- this isn't real,

none of this is real! I'm dreaming this.

SARAH:

(shaking her head, frightened)

No.

The two of the struggle a moment, Ashe pushes Sarah back. Sarah

reaches for him, trying to restrain him, trying to somehow keep

his rising terror in check... she's not getting through to him,

he can't be made to listen...

Finally, Sarah grabs a kitchen knife from the counter and plunges

it into Ashe's chest.

Ashe gasps. He stares down at the incongruous sight of a knife-handle

stickout out from his sternum, then he yanks the knife back out.

No pain. No wound. A moment of shock, then...

ASHE:

(looking at her, a tortured whisper)

I'm dreaming this.

Sarah tries to reach for Ashe again. He tears away from her,

flinging her back and running for the door.

EXT. SARAH'S LOFT - NIGHT

Ashe stumbles from the doorway out onto the sidewalk. He rushes

blindly up the street.

CAMERA WHIP-PANS

from the fleeing Ashe to Sarah's window. On a pillar outside,

the Crow is waiting...

INT. SARAH'S LOFT - NIGHT

Sarah rushes to the window, watching Ashe run. She SEES the Crow

perched below her. It takes wings, flying after Ashe...

CUT TO:

EXT. BRIDGE/GARAGE - NIGHT

Beneath the arching span of a freeway bridge is a series of corrugated

iron sheds. CAMERA FOLLOWS as Ashe, exhausted fro his run, makes

his way towards them. The Crow flies on ahead, landing next to

one of the doors, beckoning...

Ashe slides one of the RATTLING doors open...

INT. GARAGE - NIGHT

As light spills in, we catch a glimpse of the humble auto repair

garage - tools, a few wrecks-in-progress, a motorcycle...

CAMERA ISOLATES a tempera painting on the floor that's been executed

on construction paper. A brush and a collection of paint canisters

are scattered around it, like the kind you might find in a primary

school art class. Ashe kneels next to the painting...

CLOSE ON PAINTING

An image rendered by a child's optimistic imagination - a crude

father and sone, respectively labeled "DAD" and "ME". A FOOTPRINT

mars the otherwise perfect memento. Ashe touches the figure labeled

"ME", which triggers...

INT. GARAGE - NIGHT (FLASHBACK)

Ashe is working beneath a car. Danny is sprawled on the floor.

He holds up the painting in question.

DANNY:

Hey, Dad...what color should I make the sun?

ASHE:

Blue.

DANNY:

There's no such thing.

ASHE:

(PLAYFUL)

No. Well there should be.

Just then we hear a GUNSHOT coming from outside.

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