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"JOHNIE'S ANGEL" EXT. SHOPPING CENTER. NIGHT. A quiet strip mall in the semi-burbs. A Light-up sign over a book store reads "A Novel Idea." The sign flickers off, and FAITH, a pretty brunette in plastic-rimmed glasses, exits the store and locks the front door. She unlocks her car and starts the engine, but before she pulls away a shadowed figure with a heavily tattooed arm knocks on the window. She rolls the window down. FAITH Yes? Is there something I can do for you? THE TATOOED ARM SHOOTS FORWARD AND PRESSES TO FAITH'S FACE AS SHE TRIES TO SCREAM, BUT SHE CANNOT MAKE A NOISE INT. JOHN'S BEDROOM. NIGHT. JOHN CONSTANTINE sleeps on a mattress on the floor, with no bed. His blanket and sheets are wrapped around him in a manner to indicate that he went to sleep without first making his bed. His clothes lie discarded on a chair in the corner. There is no nightstand, but atop a minifridge next to the bed is a deck of cards, a pack of cigarretes, a lighter, a walkman, and an empty bottle of whiskey. JOHN BURSTS UPRIGHT, PANTING AND SWEATING. OUT OF BREATH, HE PULLS OUT AND SMOKES HIS LAST CIGARRETE. WITH THE CIGARETTE IN HIS MOUTH HE PICKS UP HIS DECK OF CARDS, SHUFFLES, CUTS THE DECK, AND PICKS A CARD OFF THE BOTTOM DECK. IT'S THE QUEEN OF HEARTS. HE EXHALES A CLOUD OF BLUE SMOKE. JOHN Well, this promises to be an altogether unpleasent experience.
