the screen:

	AUGUST, 1936

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	EXT. A SLUM AREA OF JOLIET - DAY

	It's a bleak, windy morning, the kind that clears the
	streets of all but the winos (who carry their own heaters),
	and the point-men for juvenile gangs.  We pick up a solitary
	figure, Joe Mottola, coming down the street and entering
	what appears to be an abandoned tenement.  He pauses a
	second to dust his white-winged alligator shoes on the back
	of his pants leg.  Sharply dressed a