EXT. VOID - DAY
A FISH with legs stands alone on a white background. Ambient city noise plays quietly.
Nothing happens for several seconds. Then a large FROG in a business suit walks on screen and confronts the fish.
(american badly imitating a british accent)
What's for lunch today?
(slow deep voice)
Why, Ham and eggs!
Well now. That is sertiantly odd!
How'd ya figure?
Well I tell you, not half an hour ago I was on my why here when I came upon a poor man dead in a ditch. He had a cardboard sign on him that read: 'mee ham and eggs did leave mee!' I wonder…
Awkward silence as the two figures stand facing each other.
I think my bus is here.
Fish walks off screen it's clear there is no bus in sight.
INT. RESTAURANT - LATE EVENING
Two men in uniforms sit at a booth. They appear to be deep in conversation waiting for their food. Ambient restaurant noise can be heard quietly in the background. MAN LEFT is tall and sinister. He has short black hair and rectangular glasses that gleam at every passing car outside. MAN RIGHT is heavy and stern. He is bald and has a prominent cleft chin dotted with subtle facial hair.
MAN RIGHT(serious New York accent)
But y’know the weirdest thing about it: the son-of-a-gun didn’t even flinch. I’m talkin’ nothing. Bomb goes off, screams and smoke every witch way, and this cat just stands there. I mean who the hell acts like that?
(slightly more articulate yet same accent)
Sips from wine glass-
Mmm-maybe he was deaf.
Oh no, he heard every damn thing I said. I’m tellin you Sully, we let a terrorist walk with a pat on the back that day. I’ll never forget it.
The men look up as a young waitress walks into frame with two plates.
Four cheese sliders with extra bacon?
The waitress places the plates in front of the men respectively. She is about to leave when MAN RIGHT speaks up. As he’s talking SULLY(MAN LEFT)notices something off camera.
excuse me? Could I get a some extra napkins? Like, a lot of ‘em And I believe we’re out of ketchup here. thanks.
Sully’s POV shows the FISH from earlier walking in the restaurant holding a suspicious bag in his right hand.
Man Right digs into his meal, eager yet casual. Sully is staring intently at the fish-man.
(mouthful of food)
What’d you get?
Sully doesn't avert his gaze. He pushes his plate aside to lean in to his partner.
SULLY(hushed and deadly serious)
gray skin, black eyes, described by multiple witnesses as ‘a fish with legs’. I'm looking right at him.
Man right stops chewing and glances subtly behind him, moving his head as little as possible
MAN RIGHT(contrastingly hoarse and fearful)
Public enemy number one…
45 separate attacks. A total of more victims than 9/11. The face of evil itself.
Man right straightens his back and lays his hand on his gun holster.
No. I'm not. Can you imagine the turmoil if another innocent fish is killed by law enforcement?
We can't just sit here dammit
No probable cause. We just keep an eye on him.
Keep an eye on him till he murders more innocent citizens? Sit and watch this country thrown to the will of the damn fish? You know I can't do that.
Stanly(man right) grits his teeth and pulls a black revolver from his belt