(ESTABLISHING SHOT: The entrance of the park. CHRISTIE sits in the back of
a police car, which pulls away. KIM and RON stand next to the PARK
ADMINISTRATOR)
PARK ADMINISTRATOR: I can't express my gratitude, Ms Possible.
KIM: So not the drama. It was nothing.
PARK ADMINISTRATOR: But you saved the park. Tell you what, how about a free pair of tickets to next year's "Halloween Night of Terror and Other Really, Really Scary Stuff"?
(KIM and RON give each other a look)
(Cut to the police car, driving down the road)
(Cut to the interior, the back of the car. CHRISTIE sits. She looks out and sees a small roadside restaurant)
CHRISTIE: Hey, can we stop for a bite? I'm starving.
COP: Sure, why not?
(The police car pulls into the parking lot. The COP gets out and goes over to CHRISTIE'S window)
COP: What do you want?
(Suddenly, the COP goes into a trance. CHRISTIE holds up her watch from within the car)
CHRISTIE: For one, you could let me out of here.
(The COP obediently opens the door. CHRISTIE steps out)
CHRISTIE: Great. How about taking the bracelets off?
(The COP takes a set of keys off his belt and unlocks CHRISTIE'S handcuffs)
CHRISTIE: You're a peach. Now, get back in the car.
(The COP gets into the back seat. CHRISTIE closes the door)
CHRISTIE: You've never heard of Christie Road.
COP: (In trance) I have never heard of Christie Road.
CHRISTIE: You stopped for a bite and locked yourself in your car.
COP: (In trance) I stopped for a bite and locked myself in my car.
CHRISTIE: Perfect. Well, I've got to be going. Have a nice evening.
(CHRISTIE walks away from the squad car and down the road)
CHRISTIE: (Singing) Staring out of my bedroom window,
Watching the cars go by.
(CHRISTIE hums the rest as she walks down the road and into the night)
(Fade to black)
The End.
PARK ADMINISTRATOR: I can't express my gratitude, Ms Possible.
KIM: So not the drama. It was nothing.
PARK ADMINISTRATOR: But you saved the park. Tell you what, how about a free pair of tickets to next year's "Halloween Night of Terror and Other Really, Really Scary Stuff"?
(KIM and RON give each other a look)
(Cut to the police car, driving down the road)
(Cut to the interior, the back of the car. CHRISTIE sits. She looks out and sees a small roadside restaurant)
CHRISTIE: Hey, can we stop for a bite? I'm starving.
COP: Sure, why not?
(The police car pulls into the parking lot. The COP gets out and goes over to CHRISTIE'S window)
COP: What do you want?
(Suddenly, the COP goes into a trance. CHRISTIE holds up her watch from within the car)
CHRISTIE: For one, you could let me out of here.
(The COP obediently opens the door. CHRISTIE steps out)
CHRISTIE: Great. How about taking the bracelets off?
(The COP takes a set of keys off his belt and unlocks CHRISTIE'S handcuffs)
CHRISTIE: You're a peach. Now, get back in the car.
(The COP gets into the back seat. CHRISTIE closes the door)
CHRISTIE: You've never heard of Christie Road.
COP: (In trance) I have never heard of Christie Road.
CHRISTIE: You stopped for a bite and locked yourself in your car.
COP: (In trance) I stopped for a bite and locked myself in my car.
CHRISTIE: Perfect. Well, I've got to be going. Have a nice evening.
(CHRISTIE walks away from the squad car and down the road)
CHRISTIE: (Singing) Staring out of my bedroom window,
Watching the cars go by.
(CHRISTIE hums the rest as she walks down the road and into the night)
(Fade to black)
The End.
