Alan comes to his car. It's night. He wears white shirt and black pants. He tooks key from right pocket of pants, unlocks it, sits on drivers seat, puts brief case on pasenger seat, puts on seatbelt, turns on the car and drives off. He turns on the radio. He tries to change station on the radio. He loses control and hits back of parked car near by. He tries to drive of, but can't start the car runing. He hears police car coming. He rans out, closing the doors behind. Female police officer runs out of car. She is about 5'9 tall, average weight, in mid 30's, Caucasian, with long black hair and black eyes. Alan jumps into yard of family house near the road over the fence, and rolls into the pool. He rans ou of pool and jumps over other said of a fence, loosing his left shoe and falling on the road. Vicious street dog starts runing towards him. He starts runing back, loosing another shoe. He manages to run to police car and police officer lets him in. He is Caucasian, in early 30's, with short black hair and black eyes.
-O, Thank you very much!-he says.
-Police officer turns back and shows him Alan's photograph, taken while he was runing, on his I-pod.
Scene fades into Alan siting in bed with Lindsay. He only wears his underpants, she red bra and panties.
-Long story short-he says-they tooked me in jail, photographed me, tooked me fingerprints, palm prints, DNA sample, then booked me in cell with drunk bugging serial killer. Tried to call Charlie, was too drunk to understand me, call Judith, didn't believe me, planed to call you, didn't let me anymore. Gave me to court next day, found me guilty, decided that I need to pay damage. 500 dolars. When I came home, Jake asked me: "What tooked you so long?"
-But I did came looking for you-she said.
-Yes, you are-he said, smiling.
They start to make out. Soonly after, SWAT team enters the room, and push Allan of the bed, handcuffing him.
-OK, I know I shouldn't downland that Shakira's song!-he says.-Won't happen again!
To be continued...